Saturday, January 31, 2004
I've just had my first chinese tuition class. Apart from the two Pr 6 girls whom I was having tuition with, it was quite alright. The tutor is my mom's colleague, a plump old lady. She kept piling food in front of me - first, it was just a glass of water, then it was containers of new year goodies, and a mandarin orange which she had already peeled and a bowl of nonya kuehs. And all the while she was telling me to eat and eat, even though I told her I had already taken my dinner. According to her, eating will make you more alert. Haha.
The two Pr 6 girls were making a lot of noise, mainly due to the fatter one, who was continually popping food into her mouth.
Crunch, crunch, munch, munch. But I still managed to get through my first round of revision for the oncoming Chinese test. Wondering if I should quit my piano lessons and change my tuition time to Friday, with a Sec 4 CHIJ girl. It would definitely be more conducive.
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Gone.
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Monday, January 26, 2004
I promised myself I would do Binomials today but obviously I've no intention to. Not today anyway. I'm in deep trouble, because I don't understand Mrs Chua's explanation of the entire topic, and I was away when my tutor taught it. So I'm like ???? now. And the test is on Thursday. Sigh.
Today Rachel and I did our fantastic, simply
bimbotic presentation of the invitation letter to Da Bimbo Club in front of the class. Haha. It went pretty well but I thought I sounded weird. Funny and stiff. There goes all the training from the choral speaking lessons in Sec 1 and 2. Need to warm up my rusty diaphragm and voicebox.
And then there's the show-and-tell tomorrow, which is going to be graded. Eeek. I wonder what I should bring. All the books which I have in mind are not from the library, so they are definitely out. I wanted to do The Five People you meet in Heaven, but so many people's already doing that. Perhaps I'll try Through A Looking Glass, Darkly.
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Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Peter Pan is
the best movie I have ever watched and Jeremy Sumpter is
so cute! *chants* He's mine he's mine so hands off, everyone. Haha. Actually it doesn't really matter, not like I'm going to start dating him or something but still...he's cu-te! Hehehe.
The show was really good. The settings were very realistic even though the movie is based on a fairytale. It made the movie real, and just drew you into it. The scenery was fantastic - the cotton-candy clouds, the fairies hideout. But best of all was the romance. I could feel my own heart skipping a beat everytime they look at each other. There is something in romance between children which is so sweet and innocent.
"I want to give you a kiss." "What's that?" "Well I will know when you give it to me." For a second I held my breath.She gave him a thimble. He looked a little disappointed, but still said, "I guess I should give you one too." She closed her eyes, anticipating. He searched around for something to give her. When she opened her eyes, he put an acorn in her hand. This "kiss" saved her life.
It was a sad ending, though. The people of two different worlds can never be together, and thus it was so. Hidden from view, he watched her from the window, wistfully, sadly, saw her embracing her family, her face lighted up with joy. For children are still children, and she was glad to be home with her parents. But he was bound to his world, a world where time stops, children never grow up. Peter Pan flew away into the inky nightsky, faithful Tinkle Bell by his side. And the show ended there.
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We were all quite wacky actually. On the way to Plaza Singapura for Yenrong's "farewell lunch", Natalia, Rachel and I squeezed into one seat, even though there were dozens of empty seats on the bus. Lolx. Then we started waving to pupils in a school bus. Just like in NZ. And they waved back! Yenrong, Sem, Elisa and Debra were just sitting at the back tsk-ing at us.
We reached Pizza Hut, ordered a Family Fiesta and started pigging out. We had almost finished the meal when Jessica, Fiona, Khine Mon, Jingjing and others came. So Yenrong ordered another set of food. Feeling bored, Sem, Natalia, Rachel and I roamed around the mall, spying on someone(s). It was hilarious and so fun. We ran from toilet to toilet, peeking underneath the cubicle doors when no one was looking, and trying to keep very quiet, suppressing all our giggles. Our efforts were futile, though - we couldn't find them.
Anyway, later the four of us went to watch Peter Pan. We bought 7 tickets but only 4 went. I wonder how Jessica is going to recur her losses. And as I have mentioned, the movie was great! Even though my neck was strained and sore from seating in the very first row. We started clapping when the movie ended, and the cinema erupted into cheers. Yay!
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Monday, January 19, 2004
Fine. I was wrong. He's still teasing me by following me around in the rink. Anyway I finally spoke to him this week...usually when he talks to me I will just smile and look away lolx.
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Wednesday, January 14, 2004
I have to go to Borders to get that lovely notebook I saw the other day. It's dark purple and has an elaborate pattern of gold threads on the cover. The pages are of a pale pink and purple. It's so pretty! I wanted to buy it but my dad was there. When I told him I was buying it, he stared at the book with a puzzled expression. "I wonder how they can actually manage to sell this at this price (It's $19)? I mean, who will buy it?" He asked. I told him how nice it was, but he was still bewildered. And then, because it was under the brand "Karma", which has a big Buddhist-Hindu image as its logo, he thought it was a religious item. (According to him, "That's the only reason why they can sell it at this price and still survive.") I was almost laughing at the incredulity of it all. And then he asked if I was in that religion. Isn't it getting wilder and wilder? Anyway, knowing I was never going to be able to buy that book with my dad around, I just agreed that it was too expensive. And subject dropped.
But I need to get it. How did I ever survive all my 15 years writing in such ordinary diaries? I don't know, but I was kind of
attracted to this one. Like this magnetic force. It's been over a month now but I still can't get my mind off it. Argh. Oh yes, I forgot...anyone volunteering to get it for my birthday? In case you have forgotten, I shall just *ahem*
casually remind you all that it's on
2nd of March. Got that? Yeah, but I'm not asking for that much. I'll be greatly appreciative if someone just accompanies me to Borders to buy it.
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Saturday, January 10, 2004
I have so much work to do and so little time. Help. Today's been all used up thanks to the CCA fair and tomorrow will be filled with ballet and ice-skating. No time no time no time.
Today I met the mad man when I was going to school. My neighbour. I haven't seen him out of his house in ages, thank goodness, so I was totally shocked. I'm scared of him because he's mad. Completely insane, in the freaky way. When I was young, he used splash pee which he collected, over the fence into my yard. And when my mom tried to take revenge by splashing water over, he hit her with a bamboo stick, so hard she had to go to the hospital. The police came over, but they couldn't arrest him - they only gave him a warning. Sometimes my siblings and I would be playing in the garden, when the mad man would come and stand in front of our gate, glaring at us. Stricken by terror, we would warn each other, only whispering, never daring to scream, and run into the house to hide. Once he even waved a baseball bat threateningly at me when I was walking past his house. I ran away at top speed. Then it got better. Only temporarily. Three years back, our electric lawnmower was stolen when we were on vacation. Then, someone poured acid onto my father's car, corroding the paint entirely. He seemed to disappear after that. I never see him, only his second wife and child when they come to visit him.
So when I saw him today I was scared out of my wits. I almost ran away, like I did when I was a kid. He was carrying this huge plastic container with a clear liquid inside. Freaky.
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Wednesday, January 07, 2004
The moon, slowly fading to a pallid luster, hung silently among the pink and orange streaks of the early morning sky. I watched quietly as the car drove on. To my right, the sun was rising, a great ball of fire. It stretched its rays in all directions, which most beautifully seemed to touch every end of the earth, bathing it in gentle warmth and light.
At that moment, I thought that our little island was quite beautiful actually. You just need to know where to look. Dwell your eyes not on the busy traffic of the roads, nor the towering skyscrapers in an urban jungle. Look higher. Look to the skies. I love the blue of the skies here. It's such a friendly blue. New Zealand's skies were nice, but they were too intense, the skies were too fierce.
Every morning as I cross the overhead bridge to the school, I have to glance at the north-eastern sky. The sun rises from there. It's so beautiful, seeing the warm orange extending towards the sky, which is laced with long trails of frail, pinkish clouds. It just tingles me each time. However I am sad to say that I have never witnessed the sunrise at the peak of its beauty, when it suddenly bursts out in majesty - it is too bright for the eyes. I've only caught glimpses of it.
"Look not only with your eyes, but with your heart". I am happy today. Nature soothes me.
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Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Blogger is still not working for me, but I'll keep on writing.
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Saturday, January 03, 2004
There's something wrong with my blog. Urgh.
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