whhhhhhat a week

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If I don't write down what happened over the past week, I may forget and I don't want that. I actually wanted to record it all down last night but I was waaaaaaay too tired. Hopefully, none of the experiences have diminished. What an eventful week!

Got my results back on monday... well didn't get the grades I wanted - "underperformed" is what miss chua told me and I guess she's right. When I met ms lee yesterday, she told me I'd better study during the holidays otherwise it'll be a pity next year. With so many people believing in me, I have to push myself, no? We'll see what happens next year I guess. It's near and yet far, and I don't know what lies ahead, but I do know that God's with me and guys! If God's for me, who can be against me yah?? God is great. (:

Tuesday was oral p... which went well. (: Again, I'm thankful that the year's work ended good and. I guess that none of us will get band 3 or 4... Looking back, we had it better than many others. For one, we all did our bit and I am really proud of my group members! (: Of course, there were up and down moments -like when we moped in the rain when our first proposal got rejected -we were naive then- - but the best thing is that we did it! [And it sure feels better when it's over (:] I have so much to thank God for.
I guess maybe it'll be like this next year... like, when we're pushing ourselves -some more than others- it'll seem that we can't get it or that, why are some people so much clever.er than us? But yeah, it's up to us to march on so that we can be proud of ourselves when it's over. I have to remember this now, when the sun is shinning brightly.
I've been reflecting a lot these weeks... it's a luxury I give myself now that exams are over. To some, it may seem useless -after all, reflections don't really get one anywhere. It's just playing about with thoughts and fancies and wondering about this and that. Like, am I shallow and materalistic? Or, as many in my school think me to be, hard and domineering? Hongsheng told me I appear confident and apparently that turns people off. But is being that, bad? Rethorical questions. hah. [note: on reading this over, what hongsheng really said is confined to the four chalet walls and only the 6 of us know what I mean.]

When I got my results back this year, miss tan told me that I could appeal to sajc through netball, and that justin would help. But I said no because I wanted to go to ngee ann's mass comm anyway. I remember being in tears that morning of appeals because I didn't know if I should stay in pjc where I got posted to, or appeal to sajc -if I didn't get into mass comm. I called mrs naidu up and she advised pjc, because if I appealed, there would be all sorts of restrictions. So I didn't appeal. I got into mass comm too. But I stayed in pjc.

Tim asked us, the first few months, if we would rather be a big fish in a small pond, or a small fish in a big pond. Leon said he'd rather be a big fish in a small pond, and I concurred. Tim appealed to acjc, I guess you could say he's in a big pond. I know he regrets it. I'm in a small pond, where I said I'd rather be. Do I regret it? Not going to sajc, where it isn't - a "neighbourhood" jc? Or to the glamourous mass comm? I know daddy wanted me to go to mass comm.
At the very least, I can say I had choices. To go to sajc, pjc or mass comm? The stupid thing I did though was to join netball in pj. haha. But that's beside the point.
I never really thought much about this, this past year. I've been too busy. Now I have time, and I will. Being in pjc, I've had opportunities I can safely say I wouldn't have gotten elsewhere. In sajc, I'd have been a small fish in a big pond. But academics wise, would I have done better in there? Maybe not. I do have good teachers here in pj; it's just stupid ol'me I guess. grin. I'm not the typical singaporean high-flying student lah, I admit that. I don't like the text book too much. I know I'm different, give me time to see what God wants to wrought in my life. Something beautiful.
Enough reflection for now. I think I've pretty much sorted it out. [There were more thoughts in my head than I wrote down].

Yesterday was a great day. (: After my ao paper, the 87 batch of yfers met up to watch shark tale. I must say I enjoyed the fellowship that happened after that more than the movie itself [which I happen to think was well. okay-ish.] For two hours after that, not five minutes went by without us laughing. Literally. We were mad enough to time. haha. Even now, my lips are curling into a grin when I think of it. I was excited, we were all sprouting nonsense. I mean, how can I put in here? The laughter, the bubbly light-heartedness of it all. Al tells it more in detail, go read her blog if you want.
By the way, I saw zhongxing in town [or was it kongxing? I forget.] Didn't get to say hi, but it got messier upstairs in lido. Was lagging at the back, when this swamp of acjc people cut me off from them and then my phone rang. It was hongxuan. Apparently, he was in lido too. And then jiawan stepped out from the blob of acjc people. [If this account is confusing, it's because this is what it seemed like to me. Go figure.] It was quite funny becuse I remember him standing there for forever while hongxuan was mumbling on the phone and I was franctically trying to translate the intelligible sounds. hongxuan, if you're reading this, you sound like how I would imagine j.chow to speak. hahaha. and in the meantime, this blob of acj people just stood apart from jiawan so from my view, we were surrounded by white and blues while he stood there waiting for me to put down the phone and I, on the other hand, was panicking. and. blolted off to long johns where hongxuan said he was.

And I've apologised to jiawan already. He hasn't replied though. :Ppp

Yeahyeah I don't have good composition skills I know... blame my fuzzy brain for that. haha.
And now, what I really wanted to tell! (: When I got home, daddy called and asked if I wanted to go to malaysia for dinner. Mummy had work to do so it was just the three of us. We went to the real glutton's square!
Glutton's square, for those of you who don't know, is the little bunch of carts opposite centrepoint. It's a fake little line of stalls that are way too clean. I, went to the real one. [this is my cue for the veronica lodge look. haha]
It was fun! And dirty. :Pp But it's the experience more than anything else I guess. Feasting down a dingy alley with cats and funny little plastic chairs that don't match. Lit by the glare of bulbs emitting from the stalls and the many coloured -what do you call those?- fairy lights stringed above, cutting the horizontal night sky into irregular triangles. Hemmed in by walls on either side, if you bothered to look higher there were cracked once-white spiral staircases that had moss and lichen growing on the sides. A hotel could be seen directly ahead. Civilisation while I shared chao guo tiao with a baby in mickey mouse overalls. Walking around dodgy vcd shops to get to the car after dinner while munching on some, well, I didn't know what I was chewing on. Light brown, spongy in a cardboard way and salty. I saw a chinese woman sitting on a high stool across a small space inbtween two shops. I looked into that space. It was a dark staircase. What was she? I don't know. She looked empty inside.
Daddy brought us for cinnamon tea after that. It was very strong and I didn't like it. But the mango lassi [that's the indian word for yogert- did I spell that right?] I had was good, though so sweet that daddy bought a plain one for me to mix with. boyboy [that's what I call my brother] drank a little. It was fun, though I didn't learn much. boyboy was the one walking around the shop and asking the men what what was. They're nice, polite and friendly people.
We sang in the car on the way home. Daddy and I like singing, though sometimes I wonder about my voice. I'm bringing daddy to bakerzinn at paragon this tuesday for dessert. His late birthday treat I guess. My daddy spends on me, it's time I did the same. Even if I've blown half my allowance this week along. -rueful-

This has been a loooooooooooooooooong blog, post a comment to tell me if you managed to survive reading this far. (: I shall end off with a passage from qian hua's blog. hahahaha. It's about the chalet our class went for during the school term after promos. I've been wanting to write about it. She describes it pretty well. grin.

"Friday, October 29, 2004
im back! wasnt that fast? hah. well, you could say that i had tons of fun over there at costa sands. we had soooo much fun that within the first few hours we were there, the girls almost laughed till our voices went hoarse. awesome. we had bbq at the porch and my oh my, the boys have grown up! it was so cool because as contrary to past chalets/bbqs where girls were treated as moms and were made to cook all the food, this time round, it was the guys like gerald, jon, hongsheng, yushen who were cooking all the food. can you believe it, gerald and hongsheng actually made the effort to clean the front porch after the bbq! that was kinda cute actually. rachel, alison, chit and i were just sitting there and watching them while they carried bags of water from the sink and rushed out to pour it out on the porch. we were impressed, indeed. and they refused help from the girls! wheeee! i love our guys! :)well, thanks to those card players who cleared the room upstairs and gave it to gerald, hongsheng, rachel, chit, alison and i. so that makes 6 of us in 2 beds. we were talking and singing the entire night and didnt fall asleep! ah, maybe all did except for gerald and i. haha... i couldnt sleep! but it was fun tho. all 6 of us spent lotsa time moving around on the bed trying to find the most comfortable positions and we found the most absurd ones. know what, we found out that hongsheng's tummy is like water-bed and it makes a good pillow. his legs make good bolsters. lol. he's our cute big brother bear! =p it's weird how 6 people sleeping in 2 beds can really be bonded together in certain sense. haha. or maybe it's the fact that we spent the entire night talking so that was inevitable. nevertheless, it was good. i didnt regret going at all! would've regretted not going."

yeah. only our class would know how much we've been through to come thus far. crazy, man.