Friday, last day of school.
CAP: 4.44, what a nice number...
I really do not know how to start this; it has been two years since I came this school already. Many things have happened and there had been many changes in my place in my class and school. I'll just try to remember as much as possible.
When I first came to this school, I expected quite highly of it. Not just academically, but high social standards. The first few days were orientation, and nothing much happened. I saw a short girl and kept on thinking she was angela, until later. I kept on mixing up ryan's name as 'bryan' too. Maybe it was because I did not talk too much, I did not have many friends then.
Of course, we learnt the mass dance too. I thought the song was quite nice, but my dancing wasn't very good so I kept on mixing up the moves.
I remember it was a saturday, when the amazing race was held. This is probably the most memorable day of the orientation, and I could retrieve scenes from my mind clearly. I remembered this was the day when I started talking more to cmc, and I made friends with him. I also remembered it was this day, when he started his theory about ryan dropping a one cent coin into a manhole and digging it, forming the grand canyon. Throughout, I talked to him quite a lot. When I asked him what primary school he was from, he insisted that he was from a non-existent primary school which then made me quite irritated.
Orientation passed quickly. In class, I sat next to him. After a few days, it was when I started to get a little pissed. He talks too much and lack a sense of knowing when to stop.
There was once when I requested for a seat change because I could not concentrate in class...
He used to find humour in things that I know why he thinks are funny, through my experience with my younger brothers, but I don't find them funny, but irritating. Once, when a teacher talked to him about it, he blamed me for 'complaining' about him.
Him, being not very well-liked, and with me being his friend, I was not very well-liked by many either. I felt quite, not to say lonely, I found many means to keep myself to not have that feeling, but rather, out.
Cmc, jk, ben and I used to do things in a group almost everytime, and that made it almost slightly worse, as I feel, because it takes away many chances for me to try to socialize more with other people alone. Just like my shadow in a moonlight, this undescribable thing keeps on casting a darkness which breaks the light of whereever I go.
Although this did not really bother me, what bothered me more was the bad impression others had on me. I have currently no means to defame anyone, so I keep these names anonymous. I once asked a person A if he could teach me how to do a question which I did not know how to do. A was willing to answer me, but B, being beside him and being A's good friend helped him answer a no. However, my impression of B was quite good, and yet at times I know he supports me, at other times he is against. This is what is scary, not a cunning enemy, but a person who has an unknown identity, whether you should be with him, or whether you should be aware of him always.
Over time, his impression of me had a turn for improvement, but his attitude remains the same to all that he does not like. I never thought that his judgement was wrong, but his attitude was, to those he does not like. I think that whether we change our judgement towards certain people is not at all important, what matters is our attitude towards those people.
Another setback for me, or more like, a group of people, was this double-headed snake, who changed sides often, whichever side favoured him. All I could say about him was that he equalises friendship with popularity...
This first year had been quite a tough one, not academically, but socially. Maybe because it was shyness within us, but not many of us talked to girls then, which limited my range of friends, or even people I could have a leisurely chat with even more.
One word to sum up all these - loneliness...
To be continued...
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
我的考试作文 - “一此失而复得的经历“
这篇作文大纲是略略基于真实的发生。
时间已经是三点多了。学校里剩下没多少人，一片寂静。当走到走廊时，个人就会觉得似乎它是世界上唯一的人。老师全部应该在教师室里吧，在充满冷气的环境里改簿子。学校里就是这么安静，除了我班那代以外。
在我的课室里十分热闹。就算有一两个同学坐着像乖猫子静静的读书，还会有五六个在调皮。有的在扔纸球，有的在私人电脑上网，但最起眼的就是四个同学，包挂我，在课室的一角激烈地打扑克牌，激烈地像在玩人命关天的游戏，几个同学偶尔还站起来完呢！总结一下，课室就像个老鼠宴会。为了“增添气氛”，有的人还大胆的把手机的音乐接到扩音机！
突然，一位老师路过，整间课室安静了下来...猫来捉老鼠了。虽然那老师没理我们，只是与几位同学聊天儿，但我们就像自我认罪的囚犯。立即地，我把牌子塞进口袋里。
那位老师走后，课室里的热闹又爆发了。我们的游戏也打了一场又一场。就在其中的一场，一个人发现一张牌子不见了。
“不见了”这三个字进入我的耳朵时，我愣住了，一时不知所措。那套扑克牌是我哥哥的，是我偷偷带来学校的。他是否会发现一张卡不见了呢？如果会，他会利用哪中刑罚杀了我？万一向父母告状怎么办？再说，我没得到哥哥的允许就拿走他的东西。就像个机关枪的子弹，万般思绪用上我的心头，令我十分烦恼。最好快点找到那张人命关天的扑克牌。越是找不到，越是令我心急如焚。
同学们分头到课室各个角落寻找失去的牌子，但无论找了多久，仍然找不到。小明问：“难道是刚才那位老师看到我们在打牌，恶作剧利用它的超能力把那牌子毁灭？”他边说边傻笑。
“这种时候你还开什么无聊的玩笑，还不赶紧找出我的‘出狱卡’？“
“哇，我们似乎是你的奴婢哦！都说找不到了，你还想我们怎样？”
在这时，我紧张，生气与惭愧的心情直交织着。一气之下我喊：“我怎么知道？找不到就是你们偷的啦！”没想好，这番话就在超音速*出口。我立刻后悔了我那么冲动。
三个人，一声不响，拿起了书包，迈着大步走出课室。我没办法收回我的话了，于是也背着沉甸甸的书包，拖着沉重的脚步走回家。
在车站，我拿出了我的钱包时，也发现还有一张东西- 就是那张失去的扑克牌。我欣喜若狂，简直不敢相信自己的眼睛；我感觉上好像种了彩票。一定是刚刚在把卡片从口袋掏出来遗漏掉的。
这件事给我了一个很大的教训。当有一件事难办，或办不成，别老是注重外面的东西，也别先责怪别人，而从自己搜查起。
打个比方就是甲同学华文不怎么好，他老是埋怨这华文的难度，多么不喜欢中国，但这样做，除了发泄，让人烦，还有用吗？别想去改变别人，外面的世界，而应该从心里找出自己‘失去的扑克牌’，便改变自己，进步自己的华文，让自己能应付这个世界。**
明天，我就向那三位道歉吧。
*我也不知道自己当时在写什么，声音怎能获得超音速呢？
**欲知详情，请到以下的超连结
tzy的威胁
时间已经是三点多了。学校里剩下没多少人，一片寂静。当走到走廊时，个人就会觉得似乎它是世界上唯一的人。老师全部应该在教师室里吧，在充满冷气的环境里改簿子。学校里就是这么安静，除了我班那代以外。
在我的课室里十分热闹。就算有一两个同学坐着像乖猫子静静的读书，还会有五六个在调皮。有的在扔纸球，有的在私人电脑上网，但最起眼的就是四个同学，包挂我，在课室的一角激烈地打扑克牌，激烈地像在玩人命关天的游戏，几个同学偶尔还站起来完呢！总结一下，课室就像个老鼠宴会。为了“增添气氛”，有的人还大胆的把手机的音乐接到扩音机！
突然，一位老师路过，整间课室安静了下来...猫来捉老鼠了。虽然那老师没理我们，只是与几位同学聊天儿，但我们就像自我认罪的囚犯。立即地，我把牌子塞进口袋里。
那位老师走后，课室里的热闹又爆发了。我们的游戏也打了一场又一场。就在其中的一场，一个人发现一张牌子不见了。
“不见了”这三个字进入我的耳朵时，我愣住了，一时不知所措。那套扑克牌是我哥哥的，是我偷偷带来学校的。他是否会发现一张卡不见了呢？如果会，他会利用哪中刑罚杀了我？万一向父母告状怎么办？再说，我没得到哥哥的允许就拿走他的东西。就像个机关枪的子弹，万般思绪用上我的心头，令我十分烦恼。最好快点找到那张人命关天的扑克牌。越是找不到，越是令我心急如焚。
同学们分头到课室各个角落寻找失去的牌子，但无论找了多久，仍然找不到。小明问：“难道是刚才那位老师看到我们在打牌，恶作剧利用它的超能力把那牌子毁灭？”他边说边傻笑。
“这种时候你还开什么无聊的玩笑，还不赶紧找出我的‘出狱卡’？“
“哇，我们似乎是你的奴婢哦！都说找不到了，你还想我们怎样？”
在这时，我紧张，生气与惭愧的心情直交织着。一气之下我喊：“我怎么知道？找不到就是你们偷的啦！”没想好，这番话就在超音速*出口。我立刻后悔了我那么冲动。
三个人，一声不响，拿起了书包，迈着大步走出课室。我没办法收回我的话了，于是也背着沉甸甸的书包，拖着沉重的脚步走回家。
在车站，我拿出了我的钱包时，也发现还有一张东西- 就是那张失去的扑克牌。我欣喜若狂，简直不敢相信自己的眼睛；我感觉上好像种了彩票。一定是刚刚在把卡片从口袋掏出来遗漏掉的。
这件事给我了一个很大的教训。当有一件事难办，或办不成，别老是注重外面的东西，也别先责怪别人，而从自己搜查起。
打个比方就是甲同学华文不怎么好，他老是埋怨这华文的难度，多么不喜欢中国，但这样做，除了发泄，让人烦，还有用吗？别想去改变别人，外面的世界，而应该从心里找出自己‘失去的扑克牌’，便改变自己，进步自己的华文，让自己能应付这个世界。**
明天，我就向那三位道歉吧。
*我也不知道自己当时在写什么，声音怎能获得超音速呢？
**欲知详情，请到以下的超连结
tzy的威胁
Seek First to Understand, Then to be Understood
Sports day - A wet day.
Sports day - A day when my friends and I loitered around the school.
Expected since yesterday...
Some people do not absorb enough before blurting out their opinions. These kind of opinions fall into a special group, a group called 'rubbish'. They do not try understand others, before being understood by others and making their point. (5th of the 7 habits of highly effective people by steven covey)
I lost my locker key you see? Thus when I asked some admin person for advice, she told me to pay 5 dollars to the school to make a new one. There, I went to the office today while loitering and talked to this woman sitting at the desk.
Me: "Excuse me, I lost my locker key, what should I do? (I asked what I should do just to get her into the topic first)"
Her: "You lost your locker key?"
Me: "Yes"
Her: "Well, you have to go and get the estate staff in charge of the lockers to help you then, I can't help you with that."
Me: ...
Her: "They would have to break into your locker."
I guessed that that meant I was not supposed to hand the money to her.
Later...
Me: "Excuse me, but since I do not have the locker key, even if my locker is broken, then how am I supposed to return the key?"
Her: *Blurs out*
At this point of time, I really felt like telling her that I was the boy she saw 5 minutes ago and asked her if she still remembered me, but I control my frustration in order to avoid trouble.
Me: "I lost my locker key."
Her: "Get the estate staff to break your locker."
This is getting no where...
Me: "But this morning it was announced that I have to return the locker key and if I break it and get all my stuff out I still will not have the key."
Her: "Wait wait wait... Some person broke into your locker?!"
Me: *Repeats*
Her: "Oh this you have to tell the estate staff"
Okay, I got the point. She does not know anything, I cannot ask her. I have to ask the estate staff. But one last question...
Me: "Ok thanks, but may I know where I can find the estate staff?"
Her: "In the estate office." (Might as well not answer my question)
Me: "Where is the estate office?"
Her: *Pauses* "Hey boy, you have to take responsibility for your actions okay? You lost your own locker key and don't expect me to help you with everything right." (Not the exact words but the intensity is not exxagerated at all"
By now I was already quite angry and turned to look at my friends...I replied in a voluntary impatient tone.
Me: "Yes I know I have to take responsibility, but now since I have to look for the estate staff and they are in the estate office and I do not know where the estate office is how am I supposed to get my problem fixed?"
Her: "Alright wait I would make a call."
On the phone: "Hello, this boy had lost his locker key and he has to return the key today...(I never said that)."
And she continued talking about things she assumed that I had never said myself. I looked down at my clenched fists. I loosened them.
Finally...
Her: "Do you know who (estate staff's name) is?
Me: "Er no..."
Her: "Oh my..."
Just when I was about to 'grrrr...' at her not helping me at all, D.W. came.
D.W.: "You lost your locker key?"
Me: "Yes"
D.W.: "Can you remember where you put it?"
Me: "No, it was in my wallet, then six months ago it disappeared."
D.W.: "And you only inform us now?"
Me: "I kept on forgetting."
D.W.: "I hope there isn't any food inside..."
Me: "A few sweets"
D.W.: "There has got to be a lot of ants now. Anyway, you email this person...blablablabla..."
She gave me the email address and asked the other woman, "Do you want him to Cc it to you?"
Her: "No No No thanks at all...Nothing to do with me. Students these days...just do not know how to take responsibility..."
Yes I agree, I responsible for my missing key and it is my fault, but although I am responsible that I do not know where the estate staff are and who to contact, why is it my fault? If I knew how to, I would have taken 'responsibility long ago' and not waste some 10 minutes of my time in that office trying to make my point.
Thats settled.
Before more trouble ensued, I quickly walked out of the office with my friends...
Sports day - A day when my friends and I loitered around the school.
Expected since yesterday...
Some people do not absorb enough before blurting out their opinions. These kind of opinions fall into a special group, a group called 'rubbish'. They do not try understand others, before being understood by others and making their point. (5th of the 7 habits of highly effective people by steven covey)
I lost my locker key you see? Thus when I asked some admin person for advice, she told me to pay 5 dollars to the school to make a new one. There, I went to the office today while loitering and talked to this woman sitting at the desk.
Me: "Excuse me, I lost my locker key, what should I do? (I asked what I should do just to get her into the topic first)"
Her: "You lost your locker key?"
Me: "Yes"
Her: "Well, you have to go and get the estate staff in charge of the lockers to help you then, I can't help you with that."
Me: ...
Her: "They would have to break into your locker."
I guessed that that meant I was not supposed to hand the money to her.
Later...
Me: "Excuse me, but since I do not have the locker key, even if my locker is broken, then how am I supposed to return the key?"
Her: *Blurs out*
At this point of time, I really felt like telling her that I was the boy she saw 5 minutes ago and asked her if she still remembered me, but I control my frustration in order to avoid trouble.
Me: "I lost my locker key."
Her: "Get the estate staff to break your locker."
This is getting no where...
Me: "But this morning it was announced that I have to return the locker key and if I break it and get all my stuff out I still will not have the key."
Her: "Wait wait wait... Some person broke into your locker?!"
Me: *Repeats*
Her: "Oh this you have to tell the estate staff"
Okay, I got the point. She does not know anything, I cannot ask her. I have to ask the estate staff. But one last question...
Me: "Ok thanks, but may I know where I can find the estate staff?"
Her: "In the estate office." (Might as well not answer my question)
Me: "Where is the estate office?"
Her: *Pauses* "Hey boy, you have to take responsibility for your actions okay? You lost your own locker key and don't expect me to help you with everything right." (Not the exact words but the intensity is not exxagerated at all"
By now I was already quite angry and turned to look at my friends...I replied in a voluntary impatient tone.
Me: "Yes I know I have to take responsibility, but now since I have to look for the estate staff and they are in the estate office and I do not know where the estate office is how am I supposed to get my problem fixed?"
Her: "Alright wait I would make a call."
On the phone: "Hello, this boy had lost his locker key and he has to return the key today...(I never said that)."
And she continued talking about things she assumed that I had never said myself. I looked down at my clenched fists. I loosened them.
Finally...
Her: "Do you know who (estate staff's name) is?
Me: "Er no..."
Her: "Oh my..."
Just when I was about to 'grrrr...' at her not helping me at all, D.W. came.
D.W.: "You lost your locker key?"
Me: "Yes"
D.W.: "Can you remember where you put it?"
Me: "No, it was in my wallet, then six months ago it disappeared."
D.W.: "And you only inform us now?"
Me: "I kept on forgetting."
D.W.: "I hope there isn't any food inside..."
Me: "A few sweets"
D.W.: "There has got to be a lot of ants now. Anyway, you email this person...blablablabla..."
She gave me the email address and asked the other woman, "Do you want him to Cc it to you?"
Her: "No No No thanks at all...Nothing to do with me. Students these days...just do not know how to take responsibility..."
Yes I agree, I responsible for my missing key and it is my fault, but although I am responsible that I do not know where the estate staff are and who to contact, why is it my fault? If I knew how to, I would have taken 'responsibility long ago' and not waste some 10 minutes of my time in that office trying to make my point.
Thats settled.
Before more trouble ensued, I quickly walked out of the office with my friends...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Newton explains my week
So far, perhaps it had been quite an eventful week.
Some friends of mine and I went to play tennis yesterday, and today, we went over to someone's house to play games. Joelle brought another board game, which was even more fun than top secret - Cats manshion. I'll hope the games she bring would just get more and more fun. Other than that, we played some cards and sat around the television watching and playing Guitar Hero.
Once I started playing, I was quite reluctant to go home. Afterall, as the first law of fun states:
Every Person in a state of having fun tends to remain in that state of fun unless an external factor is applied to it.
Quite a lot of people went to play tennis and went to kat's house too. As the second law states:
F=ma (F: Fun m: members a: activities)
The relationship between having fun, the amount of activities, and the number of members is F = ma.
Again, there is the last law to be accounted for...
For every relaxation and fun there is an equal and opposite amount of relaxation and fun.
This probably explains script checking.
English: Remember my musical descriptive essay? The marker said that the expressions I used were confusing. Pity... Paper 2 was rather okay though. Although my comprehension section failed me, my summary pulled me up with a surprising score.
Chinese: Paper 2, 52.5/70. This was what I was quite contented with. What about my essay? I really do not know if I should feel sorry and pity, or happiness. I could have got 47/50, but I wrote too many wrong characters, and thus I got minused off 3 marks.
Chemistry: Alright, but many careless mistakes
Trigonometry: Careless...but my marks are good enough for an A.
Geography: This was the worse; again, but perhaps it was the most surprising. I spent half the given time to finish the paper and expected myself to get half the total marks, but i got 34/50. I was too surprised...
Now here comes in the equal and opposite reaction of 'fun'.
We went through the answers in 15 minutes for almost all the papers, and for the rest of the time people just ran up either trying to change their marks or signing their names. What did many of us do? Sign our names, go back to our seat, do nothing.
Maybe towards the end of the geography paper checking it started to get a little better, when some of us formed a group and I finally opened my mouth.
Hopefully sports day tomorrow and the day after would be interesting days.
Speaking about sports, I had quite an experience this morning...
I woke up my latest ever, and reached buona vista station the latest ever, 7:30. Thinking that the buses there would take too long to reach school, I proceeded on to clementi. I reached there, and looked at the digital bus arrival board. Noticing that no buses were coming soon, I decided to set off on foot.
As I ran towards a junction, I wondered if I should go by clementi avenue 2. I did not know if it linked to my school, though I guessed it would. Not wanting to take the risk, I left it behind and proceeded along the "conventional" bus 96 and 183 route to clementi road. As I approached school, I noticed that everyone was assembled. Oh crap, I was late. Or was I not? I realised that people were still walking to the track. I ran, and made it just on time as I caught some attention while running across the field.
Wonderful, an early morning 1.6 km run in completed in 10 minutes...Well, it was a well-taken risk - The bus had not reached when I ran past the bus stop outside my school.
Lalala.
Source: http://csep10.phys.utk.edu/astr161/lect/history/newton3laws.html
Some friends of mine and I went to play tennis yesterday, and today, we went over to someone's house to play games. Joelle brought another board game, which was even more fun than top secret - Cats manshion. I'll hope the games she bring would just get more and more fun. Other than that, we played some cards and sat around the television watching and playing Guitar Hero.
Once I started playing, I was quite reluctant to go home. Afterall, as the first law of fun states:
Every Person in a state of having fun tends to remain in that state of fun unless an external factor is applied to it.
Quite a lot of people went to play tennis and went to kat's house too. As the second law states:
F=ma (F: Fun m: members a: activities)
The relationship between having fun, the amount of activities, and the number of members is F = ma.
Again, there is the last law to be accounted for...
For every relaxation and fun there is an equal and opposite amount of relaxation and fun.
This probably explains script checking.
English: Remember my musical descriptive essay? The marker said that the expressions I used were confusing. Pity... Paper 2 was rather okay though. Although my comprehension section failed me, my summary pulled me up with a surprising score.
Chinese: Paper 2, 52.5/70. This was what I was quite contented with. What about my essay? I really do not know if I should feel sorry and pity, or happiness. I could have got 47/50, but I wrote too many wrong characters, and thus I got minused off 3 marks.
Chemistry: Alright, but many careless mistakes
Trigonometry: Careless...but my marks are good enough for an A.
Geography: This was the worse; again, but perhaps it was the most surprising. I spent half the given time to finish the paper and expected myself to get half the total marks, but i got 34/50. I was too surprised...
Now here comes in the equal and opposite reaction of 'fun'.
We went through the answers in 15 minutes for almost all the papers, and for the rest of the time people just ran up either trying to change their marks or signing their names. What did many of us do? Sign our names, go back to our seat, do nothing.
Maybe towards the end of the geography paper checking it started to get a little better, when some of us formed a group and I finally opened my mouth.
Hopefully sports day tomorrow and the day after would be interesting days.
Speaking about sports, I had quite an experience this morning...
I woke up my latest ever, and reached buona vista station the latest ever, 7:30. Thinking that the buses there would take too long to reach school, I proceeded on to clementi. I reached there, and looked at the digital bus arrival board. Noticing that no buses were coming soon, I decided to set off on foot.
As I ran towards a junction, I wondered if I should go by clementi avenue 2. I did not know if it linked to my school, though I guessed it would. Not wanting to take the risk, I left it behind and proceeded along the "conventional" bus 96 and 183 route to clementi road. As I approached school, I noticed that everyone was assembled. Oh crap, I was late. Or was I not? I realised that people were still walking to the track. I ran, and made it just on time as I caught some attention while running across the field.
Wonderful, an early morning 1.6 km run in completed in 10 minutes...Well, it was a well-taken risk - The bus had not reached when I ran past the bus stop outside my school.
Lalala.
Source: http://csep10.phys.utk.edu/astr161/lect/history/newton3laws.html
Monday, November 10, 2008
The Lighthouse
Disclaimer: This piece of work is created by me, no part of it have been reproduced from other sources in the process.After an hour and a half of working in microsoft paint, I finally completed this piece of art. What motivated me to do this? Boredom, and with some urge of mine to publish a little something more different from the rest of my posts.
Other than the solid sky background and lighthouse, coloured by a cheapskate method called fill, the rest are mainly completed with the spray brush tool.
The idea to create the clouds in such a manner with a slight 3d texture came to me when I realised that my sea looked more like blue balls of cotton than what it was supposed to be, when I sprayed a kaleidoscope of cool colours into it.
Connotation of clouds = cottom wool (Cool, 3 Cs in a sentence of 4 words. And cool starts with C too.)
Well, feel free to comment on it, and rate it too!
Kickoff to the final week
The weekends have been a usual noisy one. Other than going for my brother's kindergarten concert, nothing special happened.
It lasted for a whole two hours, with many performances hard to admire, needless to say, to concentrate on. Oh great, I am going to sleep throughout, was what I thought as I entered the performance hall. It turned out the utter opposite for three reasons:
1) The back of the chair was too low, I couldn't rest my head
2) The music was really really bright and loud
3) I had to film my brother
One hour after I got very restless, there was still a finale, and there was this girl stoning in the middle of a dancing crowd. I don't care about her. I care about the fact that she was blocking my brother, and I had to move about holding the camera trying to get a constant image of him for 7 minutes.
Enough of that.
The weekends are over and now its back to school for one more week.
The bio paper and statistics and probability paper were returned today. My prediction was correct, in fact, I should say doubly correct.
"Prepare to scare or surprise myself..." as mentioned in the previous post, well? I scared and surprised myself.
I surprised myself for my biology paper. 45/55. That is a record for any biology exam I had! I even won ben, for the first time. I guess its my essay questions that always fail me. Fortunately there were none this time round.
I scared myself for my statistics and probability paper. 41/50. Does not sound bad?
1) That is below average
2) Everything were just careless mistakes. No, I should not say careless, they were just plain stupid and nonsensicle mistakes I made.
I calculated mean wrongly as my entire formula was wrong and the formula I invented and assumed to be right did not make any sense either when I read it.
Also, I input a wrong probability of 1/3 when it was supposed to be 1/2. Why did I do it? Out of haste? No. Something just got into me.
However, two open ended questions still left my frustration hanging. Although my points for reasoning were quite similar to the model answer, my opening statement contradicted the model answer due to different judgements. Still, I was given no marks despite my reasoning.
Still, there isn't a need to complain about everything, and I was not really bothered about being top, or average, or anything that all matters a whole 3 marks (that's quite a lot).
Anyway, I have picked up a new way to pass my time on the mrt just today - rubik's cube (2x2x2).
School ended at 10am. That leaves 4 more days to the official end of two years in this school, or the two years which I could see my classmates easily almost everyday. Perhaps it would be time I started looking back and reflecting on all that has happened, all that we have been through...
It lasted for a whole two hours, with many performances hard to admire, needless to say, to concentrate on. Oh great, I am going to sleep throughout, was what I thought as I entered the performance hall. It turned out the utter opposite for three reasons:
1) The back of the chair was too low, I couldn't rest my head
2) The music was really really bright and loud
3) I had to film my brother
One hour after I got very restless, there was still a finale, and there was this girl stoning in the middle of a dancing crowd. I don't care about her. I care about the fact that she was blocking my brother, and I had to move about holding the camera trying to get a constant image of him for 7 minutes.
Enough of that.
The weekends are over and now its back to school for one more week.
The bio paper and statistics and probability paper were returned today. My prediction was correct, in fact, I should say doubly correct.
"Prepare to scare or surprise myself..." as mentioned in the previous post, well? I scared and surprised myself.
I surprised myself for my biology paper. 45/55. That is a record for any biology exam I had! I even won ben, for the first time. I guess its my essay questions that always fail me. Fortunately there were none this time round.
I scared myself for my statistics and probability paper. 41/50. Does not sound bad?
1) That is below average
2) Everything were just careless mistakes. No, I should not say careless, they were just plain stupid and nonsensicle mistakes I made.
I calculated mean wrongly as my entire formula was wrong and the formula I invented and assumed to be right did not make any sense either when I read it.
Also, I input a wrong probability of 1/3 when it was supposed to be 1/2. Why did I do it? Out of haste? No. Something just got into me.
However, two open ended questions still left my frustration hanging. Although my points for reasoning were quite similar to the model answer, my opening statement contradicted the model answer due to different judgements. Still, I was given no marks despite my reasoning.
Still, there isn't a need to complain about everything, and I was not really bothered about being top, or average, or anything that all matters a whole 3 marks (that's quite a lot).
Anyway, I have picked up a new way to pass my time on the mrt just today - rubik's cube (2x2x2).
School ended at 10am. That leaves 4 more days to the official end of two years in this school, or the two years which I could see my classmates easily almost everyday. Perhaps it would be time I started looking back and reflecting on all that has happened, all that we have been through...
Friday, November 7, 2008
Second day at the Chalet
Woke up.
Went Pasir Ris West Plaza to get Lunch, went to Pasir Ris Interchange to meet joelle and ethel, then finally took bus 359 and walked to the chalet.
By the time we reached there we were sweating quite badly. Many people went to play basketball but I was too tired to do so. Thus, the remaining people and I played a mad game which joelle brought in which you were supposed to lose all your money to win. We also played heart attack with peanut shells, blokus, a dinosaur card game played with peanut shells and Uno Cards and lastly a game called top secret.
It was a good way to pass the time. After lunch, we moved out to the chalet for a suite TZY's mum booked. We went in, went out and some people prepared the bbq. I say that that, is a terrible way to spend, or waste money. Even in spending money, there are ways to do it. Firstly, I think we did not need that suite at all. Secondly, I think even buying stacks of newspaper from a stand and then giving it to the karung guni is a much better way to waste your money. Instead of giving a country club, already so rich, money that you do not need, would not it be better to give them to someone else, at the same time giving the karung guni and newspaper stand business. Extreme case, but yes, I really think that there is a right and wrong way to do some "spring cleaning".
There after, there was nothing much for me to do, and so I went home at 7. I cannot see what people see in bbqs so much. Environmental-unfriendly, expensive, unhealthy, troublesome, supportive of the meat industry...Oh well. I just think that the cons outweigh the pros.
That ends my day at the chalet. Not bad at all, though the day could have dragged longer. Perhaps I should try staying over for once in future...
Now, off with all these outings. Next Monday- exam script checking. Prepare to scare or surprise myself...
Went Pasir Ris West Plaza to get Lunch, went to Pasir Ris Interchange to meet joelle and ethel, then finally took bus 359 and walked to the chalet.
By the time we reached there we were sweating quite badly. Many people went to play basketball but I was too tired to do so. Thus, the remaining people and I played a mad game which joelle brought in which you were supposed to lose all your money to win. We also played heart attack with peanut shells, blokus, a dinosaur card game played with peanut shells and Uno Cards and lastly a game called top secret.
It was a good way to pass the time. After lunch, we moved out to the chalet for a suite TZY's mum booked. We went in, went out and some people prepared the bbq. I say that that, is a terrible way to spend, or waste money. Even in spending money, there are ways to do it. Firstly, I think we did not need that suite at all. Secondly, I think even buying stacks of newspaper from a stand and then giving it to the karung guni is a much better way to waste your money. Instead of giving a country club, already so rich, money that you do not need, would not it be better to give them to someone else, at the same time giving the karung guni and newspaper stand business. Extreme case, but yes, I really think that there is a right and wrong way to do some "spring cleaning".
There after, there was nothing much for me to do, and so I went home at 7. I cannot see what people see in bbqs so much. Environmental-unfriendly, expensive, unhealthy, troublesome, supportive of the meat industry...Oh well. I just think that the cons outweigh the pros.
That ends my day at the chalet. Not bad at all, though the day could have dragged longer. Perhaps I should try staying over for once in future...
Now, off with all these outings. Next Monday- exam script checking. Prepare to scare or surprise myself...
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