que sara sara

cambridge - 1
me - 0

right now, am hoping for the following to come true, in that order:

1. the DHL or fedex or whatever that's supposed to send the scripts to britain will screw up and the scripts end up in south africa or someplace and get eaten up by animals.
2. the brits marking the scripts will be blind/careless/both that they will award me 2 marks for every 1 mark ques i got correct.
3. most people do badly and we do comparatively better so everything is not so blah.

will be so much better off studying :P

i should just go and knock my head against the wall. becasue i totally asked for it. anyhow, it should do me some good. at the very least, i will get concussed and not have to worry about the impending doom.

discovered that i dont like fond memories. cos it means that it's already in the past when i prefer it to be the present. actually, i still dont get the abrubtness of it all. though for once, i dont feel like finding out. bad timing.

my mind should stop going on a holiday when i am supposed to be studying for the As.

the service industry in singapore seriously needs to do something about itself. i dont demand to be waited on hand and foot. i just want to be treated with courtesy you entend to another human being.

i started on everything (or so i would like to think) and completed none. i will look forward to burning my notes soon. though i know it's more enviromentally friendly to recyle. whatever.

[hoobastank]

would you say everything you could
do the things that you thought you would
did it ever occur to you that this could be your final day
did you go where you wanted to go
learn about what you wanted to know
did you ever really give something back instead of always taking it

did you find what you're looking for
did you get your foot in the door
can you look at yourself and feel proud of all the things you've done
did you inspire the ones that you knew
make a difference to those who knew you
did you finally figure out what it is that makes us who we are today

don't waste another day
you never know when you'll get one
don't waste another day
to do anything you haven't done

did you always give it your best
is there anything you regret
if you could have another shot at it all would you do it just the same
was it all that you thought it could be
are you the person you thought you would be
or did it feel like you were spinning your wheels instead of moving forward everyday

don't waste another day
you never know when you'll get one
don't waste another day
to do anything you haven't done

did you
da da da did you

有一种朋友叫做损友。是常在你心爱人面前挖苦你、亏你、吐槽你。是常常扯你后脚，但他却是个从不真正伤害过你的人。

有一种朋友叫做开心果，是吊儿郎当时多，正经八百时少。时常常惹你火冒三丈，逗得周围的人捧肚大笑，但他却是个从不做出令你无法原谅他的错误。

又有一种朋友叫做真心朋友。他或许不常陪你笑，但他却是能与你相拥而泣的人。你或许常常忽略他，不常找他，但他却是个愿花时间陪伴你的人。他或许不是诙谐逗趣，但他却是个叫你感动莫名的人。他或许不善与你哈腰，但他却是个听你说话的人。

真心朋友，他是个呆子，他不会让你露宿街头，他会为了你的栖身之处而到处奔波；他把你的事当作他的事；他不会让你感到无助；他不会丢你独自一人孤单。

真心朋友，是个呆子；却事你无法舍弃，一个你最爱的呆子。

they shld come up with a voice recognition software for chinese words. found this when was looking for my econs notes scatter all over the room. perhaps it would have saved me a whole lot of trouble if i just translated to eng. hahaz...

trade:
who cares about CA? why must you have definitions for something that can be explained by pure logic? and half the things we learn is not exactly correct. like we increase productivity not to gain competiveness but to produce more goods and srevices so as to improve SOL, ceteris paribus. heck, there's no right or wrong in the first place cos it's all trying to come up with theories for things that have already happened. 马后炮。

exchange rate: according to ivan's reasoning, profit-motivated and money minded countries wont abolish the exchange rate system. but i can never really understand appreciation, depreciation, devaluation, undervaluation, overvaluation etc. lecturers keep saying there's nothing difficult. then what's so easy?

MRP: MPP, MR, MFC, output, productivity, costs, demand factors, supply factors, other factors. argh!

macro policies: undermine this, affect that. conflict here, conflicts there. no wonder there's so much fighting in this bloody world.

ha! at this rate, i might as well list everything in the syllabus. am going mad so need to rant.

perhaps what they say about painting an idealistic picture of the past is true. i realise i love my "traditonal" (or in carol's term -> kic-kok) camera which is technically not mine. there's just this sense of gratification of the photos coming out nicely cos you cant see them immmediately and retake the imperfect ones. anw, i kinda think this illutrates the lack of life nowadays siaz. so much so that i blog about cameras. but i guess it's ok since i sort of get to live the exciting life of my friends. though i think some of them prefer less excitement.

i can actually talk a lot abt it but decided to keep it short and hopefully sweet.

farewell assembly & reception: not paying attn to chapel cos too busy passing stuff arnd. inspirational speeches though long. frantic rush after that.
teachers' concert: they are a talented bunch, in various ways. side-splitting fun. the covering face with paper in hope of escaping reality.

to 03S76: thanks for all the gifts and choc (which can prob rival v-day). memories will be cherished. even those memories of endless photo-taking that creates something tangible out of memories.
to the funties: you pp are a unique bunch. from the (quote winnie) "colder than blizzard" humour to the crap talks. from singing bday songs darn loudly and proudly, pretending to be oblivious to the surroundings to approaching different groups of pp to take group photos. funTy!
to my dear teachers: those who rem us, as well as those who dont quite rem us, thanks for everything!

technically, it shouldnt be a chore but am running out of time and words. argh! why did i do this in the first place???

in class:

• the first row pp, the second row pp, the third row pp
• illegal (i think) blasting of music that helps us concentrate and get distracted
• the lack of response (a 03S76 speciality)
• watching ms lee dance
• kenna-ing kb by mrs p for talking too much (with can be anything like 5-10 times per lesson)
• talking too much in mdm seet period and she dont bother as long as there's work done. hahaz.. she rock.
• the struggling to keep eyes open, paying attn and trying to recall all the notes that i've to collect during chem. am long suffering as a rep. just ask my class. :p
• communal locker aka cupboard at the back of the class
• the often vandalised board at the side

during lecture:

• freezing deep into the bone despite windbreaker venues
• chope-ing seats without needing to
• the everyone habitually take the same seat trait
• watching the same pp falling asleep
• frantic copying and "aye! what's that word ar?"

at cafe:

• cheonging for seats and not having to queue (the things my class do)
• eating at every break no matter the number of break per day
• gossip fest!!!
• reassurance that there'll always be pp at the odac table (almost always)
• 03S75 (1st 3 months) pillar
• student centre which started off as place to slack which climaxed as being the photocopying madness place

hall:

• all the events including boring chapels, interesting chapels, boring assembly, interesting assembly, national day '03, college day etc. oh... and how can i forget taking exams...
• the four-tables game that needs all skills from bowling to wrestling. the most impt of which is to be able to gek laughter until the ball is out of your possession.

THE gallery:

• odac store which not much pp outside odac realise its existence which became a qualified bomb shelter during one short period of time
• late night debreifings
• massive clean up after all the dry runs and camps
• "let's play a new game today" PE lessons which we will always end up playing capt's ball
• climbing over the gate in the evening together with a particualar phy tcher who seemed to be very good in it

friends and memories. i think the combination will be a never-ending list. so have decided to blog based on the various parts of my crumbling sch instead.

It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time. ~Barbara Kingsolver

and the last official school day for me as a jc student had come and passed.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not flunk;
He keepeth me from lying down when I should be studying.
He leadeth me beside the water cooler for a study break;
He restoreth my faith in study guides.
He leads me to better study habits
For my grade's sake.
Though I walk through the valley of borderline grades,
I will not gave a nervous breakdown;
For thou art with me.
My prayers and my freinds, they comfort me.
Thou givest me answers in moments of blankness;
Thou anointest my head with understanding.
My test paper runneth over with questions I recognise.
Surely passing grades and flying colours shall follow me
All the days of my examinations,
And I shall not have to dwell in this jc forever.
Amen.

the original psalm 23 is the only thing i paid attention to during econ lect. the rest of the time was spent sms-ing, helping yz come up with what to eat on the last official day of sch, trying not to get in the way of sh and yz discussing what to get for the class before finally giving up and joining in the discussion. anything but pay attention. hahaz... so typical of us. at least we tried not to talk so loudly though i doubt we succeed.

可以化悲愤为力量。但若累了，力量又来自何方？i am tired of being tired.

hmmz... seems that the issue for the moment the s'pore-taiwan one. since i never watch the news and am three weeks behind in newspaper reading, i would still be ignorant if werent updated by my mum.

talking about my mum, she's darn funny larh. was peacefully doing math in the room (ok... maybe not so peaceful when was trying not to tear my hair out) when she came in and excitedly told me that i'd have a new topic for gp. and i went huh?!? as usual. so seeing my confusion, she went at length to update me on the situation. should have recorded her crestfallen face when i told her the paper was probably set two years ago. hahaz...

anw, she went on to watch some taiwanese prog dicussing the issue. some talk show on cable. the prog must had been very insightful cos after it ended, she came in once again to update me on the latest progress. now here's the interesting part. i was asking her what was the exact expletive used and she went erm...er...aye... in the end, she didnt say it. instead she gave me the dictionary meaning of it. actually, if she just said it straight, i wont rem. but now, i'll rem the word and the meaning. the irony.

and the best part is this woman is married to a person who contributed to my trove of colourful language learnt (abt 60% of so i think). cos everytime a car tries cutting into the lane in front of us illegally (or do anything which pisses him off), very vibrant expressions would emerge. and me myself pissed him off more times than i can count in my life so far.

for the record (just in case someone who shldnt see this sees it), i still love my parents :p