oh no!!! only today have i seen the real extent of the eduardo's injury!

I mean, i've seen pictures from afar, but they weren't very clear, so i wasn't really that affected.

BUT! (and don't look if you've got fragile sensibilities)

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I saw this!:

Man, was i horrified when i saw this! Poor Eduardo!

and that brave soul of his refused to take morphine to numb the pain

and forgives the guy who did it!

what a cool guy - get well soon!




Anyways, yesterday was a weird (but fun) day

we had service learning in the morning

nothing too taxing

then SEA history


and the K gave us carrots! literally

she gave us a carrot cake and a chocolate cake, and lots of chocolates, some stuffed into plastic carrot containers

now, wasn't that nice of her?




and then we went out to vivio to meet steph

dan, yeu keed, jerrald, zong ze and I

and jarred tagged along




t'was so awkward at first

you know how it is

(if you don't, read dan's blog - then you'll know how it is)lol

but lunch was the great equaliser

nobody was left waiting for anybody, which i'm sure the guys appreciate a lot

and food was great! we can all attest to that (except keed, who couldn't take two chillies)





hmm, isn't it weird that chillies are named as such, when they don't actually make you chill?

they do the opposite, which leaves me wondering...

was there a certain dry humour in naming the chilli such an ironic name?

...





moving on, then we left the guys at best dengki for more girl-shopping-issues

and they left early...


[hey, i just found out that jerrald reads this blog, so:

Hey there Jerrald! HI!!]





getting home on the bus was torture.

torture torture torture


[the repetition of the word "torture" in this stanza emphasises on what the poet want to put across to readers - that the bus trip was utter torture to her, and that it seemed repetitive and never-ending...]




i sat there under the cold air-conditioning for more than one hour and forty minutes

feeling bored out of my mind because i left my bloody ear-phones at home

and couldn't listen to my walkman! @%#& man!





and that was it.

i went to sleep without doing any work except on my coloursplash album

woohoo! collllourrrr- Sspelllasssshhhhhh!!!!!




[the poet uses onomatopoeia to emphasise on the sound that is created from a "splash", which suggests a kind of activeness from the movement and noise of splashing, and thus shows the poet to be excited about the coloursplash] <-- SHITE!




and woke up late; darn

somebody was weird today... was it because of yesterday?

i don't know, and frankly, stop sulking.




finalalalalala

yesterday was Service Learning Day

and, although i complained about it so much on this blog

(ok, only as much as i blog here, i.e. not too often)

yesterday was so so so much fun

although there was a little bit of confusion at the start when the cleaning crew didn't have too many people due to the pulling out of the logistics committee to handle the flea market,
it all turned out very fine indeed, if i do say so myself

there was, however, a moment of panic when i thought that i'd lost the keys to the fun house and the utility room of the shelter

bu it turned out that pat had them, so *phew*

imagine, doing work in the hot sun from 9 am to 5 pm

omgoodness, we were all so tired by the time it became 10 am

and the flea market had just started!

but it was fun fun fun fun!

we made a total of $800++, which either surpassed or equalled to their previous record

yay!

and a lot of it came from donations by people who thought we were asking for donations
instead of having a flea market

in fact, this guy who first gave pat and me $10

then came back with another $50!

however, there were a lot of misers who wanted more bang for their buck

we were selling hairclips and stuff at $0.50 a packet

and this lady to five packets and only gave us $0.50!

and although this is for charity, a lot of people tried to bargain things down to such unreasonable prices!

raphael's uncovered a new hidden talent: bugging people till they come out with donations

hahah

most of the donations came from him

he even asked for donations frm monks!

hahah

the kids aspect of the project was fun too

although i wasn't in the part that was taking care of the kids, i managed to talk to a few of them

some of them were really, really cute!

like these two indian boys who were always together

i didn't manage to catch their names, but they were really fun

and this girl called sabrina - was she the one who said that k looked like theodore from alvin and the chipmunks? hahah

and there were these two malay girls - amirah and ain - who so totally had a crush on roy

they were following him everywhere and clinging to him; so cute!

and finally, the kid (might have been sabrina) who beat somebody (won't say who)

my hero!

we left, all of us feeling satisfied with a job well done

the ironic thing was , the only thing that needed as much planning as i'd done in the entire project was only the cooking part - and even then i didn't have too big a part to play in that because ms k and shauna were handling it!

the rest- the programme with the kids, the flea market - was all played by ear

so all the planning and stress and scoldings and shit that i went through before this

was all for naught

hmm

anyways, after the thing,

despite being sticky from all the sweat and stuff, a group of us went to heeren

for a night of *lalala*

hahah

pat and jeremy practiced their competition song

while the rest of us just sat there revering her voice

and feeling our self-esteem go down...

hahah

but still fun

the sad part was when i realised i was $5 bucks short

now i owe pat some dough!

hahah

i don't know how we managed to sit for four hours in the same place

but we did

and we went home quite late

in fact, i reached home at 11!

but that was quite fast considering that we ended only at 10

now, it's time for studying

and darned homework

shoot

fina

*still feels like only saturday though... where's my day of rest?*

Happy Valentines Day/ Friendship Week, ya'll!
i know, i don't post that frequently... too tired and busy...

Sunday night: went to dinner with the fam'ly to celebrate bro's birthday
had it at the carousel at royal plaza on scotts.
i know, the second year in a row we're doing it there, but really, in singapore, there's nowhere else to go for a full halal buffet.
i ate until i vomited, literally (but not a lot - just that bit of custardy dessert that was making me feel sick)
--my tea-- --the chicken rice i took from the buffet... ate only the rice with a bit of sambal... haha-- --camwhore moment with sis - at her insistence, of course. like, duh...--

Monday: start of friendship week in school
each class got a friendship week cake! some walnut thing that was really nice
and i had to recce the home where we'll doing the service learning project
and got scolded in front of the home afterwards... by k, of course
--the cake--

Tuesday: Surprise your friends day... or something along those lines...
i gave dan, pat, liying the cute chocolate hearts that i bought at the carousel.
a coincidence, i swear- i had no idea it was gonna by a surprise day

(and yup, no picture... i don't have to have a picture for every day, ya'know)

Wednesday: confess your secret day
there was a huge goalpost in the cafeteria (a real one), and people write their confessions of love or something to peers or teachers there and hang it up there
omgoodness, some of them were so funny,
like: "you know why her face is like that? Because she smashed her face when she fell for you"
!!
and when somebody wrote: "i stare at you all the time during math lecture", somebody else wrote below it, "yea, please stop doing that"
and of course there were more... joshua and roy wrote a critical analysis of one of the poems somebody posted... hilarious

Thursday: Valentines Day
the first surprise i got was when i arrived at the auditorium for assembly
the seats where my class was supposed to sit had long-stemmed red roses on them, placed atop a piece of paper with our (girl) names
and guess who did that for us girls? roy and joshua!
and they came to school early just for that
uh-huh, so sweet of them, unusually
and a few other peeps in class brought chocolates for everybody
dan, liying and i gave roy and joshua chocs in return for the roses
classes ended late, so dan and i had dinner with steph instead of lunch
ate at thai express- yum!

--the rose--

Friday: Best Friend Day
we had straight classes till 11.30, since we moved pe up from 3 pm
and that was it! i went home
fell asleep in the bus, and some cjc boy had to wake me up when we reached wdlands interchange... so embarassing!

(and dan lent me her lomography coloursplash camera! *swoons*)

--school-- (by my cam-phone)

and that's it so far
of course, scoldings everyday (expected)
and homework done in school
but it's been a pretty nice week

fina

yo yo yo! happy chinese new year, all!

the dikir performance yesterday had mixed results

the first one was... whack? because we ran out of time to get ready, so most of us made it on stage just in time for the curtains to open- some had to run to their places when the curtains were already open. And some of us made mistakes. thankfully, i was lucky enough not to be the forgetful, unfocused klutz i usually am during practices.

i couldn't see anything during the performance, because my glasses were off. so whenever i was smiling, i was just smiling into a well of darkness beyond the brightly lit stage.

omg, somebody's hair fell off when she was running to her place. and some people simply had no time to put their hair on. oh, yah- and all of us forgot to put on lipstick for the performance.

the second performance was wayy better. but such a waste considering we were performing only for JC1s then- not worth it. jc2s were of course more enthusiastic. but it went mostly without a glitch.

we got atikah J1 who fractured her wrist to record the j1 performance for us; it's now on youtube! wach it here
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yiEaJN0Afo)

I'm gonna miss dikir practices so so much!!! They were all so much fun; when's the next performance? Teacher's day? Let's start practicing now! hahaha

On a more somber note, my brother got into an accident today. He crashed into the back of a car on the PIE, and flew off his bike. Luckily, the car behind him could slow down in time, and helped cordon off the part where he was lying on the road. The scary thing was, that he was in the fast lane of the expressway- the rightmost lane. Thank goodness the other cars weren't going that fast. He's alright though, my bro. Just a few scratches on his forearms, back and leg. And his bike just lost its tank, nothing major. But darn was it scary to think about. And i guess now i have no chance of ever being allowed to get my own bike.

hmm, after my post this morning, i seem to have forgotten what i wanted to write as my answer...

well, it was something along these lines: ever since this teacher became our CT, i've started to become angrier and angrier and angrier. dealing with this person has somehow made me more bitter and more prone to show my anger - within school! never before have i ever been this angry this frequently in school.

I remember in secondary school, my friends said that i just somehow couldn't get angry. and it was kinda true. i just seemed to be able to tolerate things better than most people could. but now... now my patience has snapped. i'm not able to take anymore crap while keeping quiet. i have to find a way to let it out.

and i have. through something so mischievously juvenile and childish- but still a stress reliever. and i've come under fire for it - by someone i feel is kind of hypocritical himself (but it's not up to me to tell him) - but it still is the only way i can stop myself from being angry all the time, and feeling bad all the time.

there. that's the gist of it, i think. wow, has it been so nice to write that all out.

fina

i think everyone is bitchy. even me. or maybe especially me.

that's because discussing someone without that person's knowledge is considered bitching. even if talking about that something means that you're discussing your problems in the open.

i don't talk bad about someone behind their backs for fun. i don't do it out of malice. when i do talk bad about someone, it's because they have done something to warrant it. and anger (or annoyance) is best let out into the air, rather then just boiling inside you.

don't worry, whoever reads this blog. i don't bitch about friends. only teachers annoy me the most. ah- my classmates will know who i mean. but Shhh it's a secret.

fina

p.s. i've a confession to make. this week has been the bitchiest week i've ever had in my life. perhaps because this week that person did so many things to irk us all to bits. and i resent that irksomeness so much.

p.p.s. ahhh!!! since when has fina become like this??!!! i'll tell you next post...