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::melancholy:: / Saturday, April 30, 2005


Drats! Why must Ms Tan give us such a horrible piece of work?! I am so pist off. Drawing is so totally boring. Do you have any notion how to draw fire and Promtheus? No, I don't.

"Do you need to spend so much time on this piece of work?" Father asked. Yes, i do. Man, it's not graded but Miss Tan wants it. Idiotic.
I must spent a whole lotta time just doing it. No time for revision, urghh! I know that is the last thing that comes to Janet's mind but always the first to me. Who knows how to write a "book" for young, second-grade students? No, never me. I'd rather turn to writing novels, poems and others but NEVER, i repeatm NEVER EVER write stupid easy peasy stories.
My god, i can never believe for someone my age could not write stories for youngsters, somewhat like 6 years?! My work is quite cheesy and i don't care - how would i know what a youngie like? I am so straight and dull, how can i put myself into a youngie's perspective. I really don't know.
I think it is time for me to go back to the immature, naive, and innocent world of toddlers...in case other horrible projects and assignments pop up again. Bye bye, my current world...me going back in time..goo,goo,gaa,gaa!



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::solace:: / Friday, April 22, 2005


I had the biggest shock of my life, and I bet you would freak out if this incident had happened to you...

I had just came back from basketball, all sweaty and soaked to the skin. Oh well, i just need a gulp of nice cool water. In any case, let's have the climax to begin.

I peered into the classroom to see if the teacher had came. I woudn't want Mdm. Chng to see me dripping wet with sweat. I saw a group of bos surrounding my table, I thought they were looking at my chinese compo which i faired very badly and so covered the top right hand corner with my jack. But no, i was absolutely WRONG!!

"Cheryl, look inside your pencil case!" JD said with a glimmer in his eyes.

Okay, so what. I zipped open my pencil case...Wow! and double wow! I SCREAMED!!! It was a life lizard zig-zagging through my pencil, pens and everything else i had inside it. O MI GOD! It was horror, i totall freked out. You would if you do. Nevertheless, i know who was the prankster - who else, but my arch-enemy Matthias Ng.

Months ago, Matthias dirtied my skirt with marker. I couldn't wash it off, even with Kleene detergent. Idiotic, I asked him to pay $15 but he didn't. Instead, he gave me Tootoombia currency...that country don't exist, for God's sake. Gosh, boys are immature.

Yesterday, he snatched my pencil case whule i was clearing up some mess around me. He stepped on it, an rubbed it on the whitewashed powdery floor. Seeing what Matt did, Dillen did the same and jumped on it t anger me. To them it's amusing seeing me flare up. Okay they stopped doing it and hand it to me giving the puppy's face of innocence - just like "darling" Denise. Drats, i took out all the things that my pencil case hold and put it under gushing water. It was drenched. O well,i left it in the gallery while having supp. class and at least, it dried. Matthias got a good bashing from me, too bad, he deserved it all the while.

And today, a lizard in MY pencil case. That is the least thing I'll ever have... Urghh! A lizard, eh? Ahhh, the horrible terror. To summarize the ol' crap stuff i said: BOYS ARE IMMATURE. Please agree with my fact statement. It's a fact isn't it?

To make my day horribler (i don't think there's such word, but who cares!), Dillen came back with 9 mag' and 9 paper bags. What do you think it is for? Girls! What is it about? Girls!!!!

You guessed it. A HIP magazine by BeeDees club. I No, i detest strongly that no sick stuff is to come in my way, this time it's a Truimph bra sample 'zine. Help, i am gonna faint. I must admit, i wear their 'ties (undergarments) but not that at this age. O man, what luck am i. I shoudn't have come to school.

What's in the bag. To tell you the truth, it's something MUCH MUCH WORSE than a magazine. It's a mens. pad. Cheesy, it's by Whisper! O mi god, I freaked out again. Why must the school, esp. Mrs. Nancy Lum, invite a Whisper spokesman and a Truimph one to speak to us about breasts and puberty?? It's horrible talks. I never ever want to be human in reincarnation. I'd rather be something else...how about a god? Buddhist one, for your info cos I am a downright buddhist. Otherwise, why would I believe in Reincarnation? Duh.

Boys as I said were immature, squealed, laugh and screamed after seeing what the girls got. Ms. Tan, gave them a lecture, so-called, on puberty. More talks...horrible.

Being innocent, JD asked: "Teacher, what are menstration pads?"

Gosh, he doesn't know. The whole class laughed. Idiots.

Ms Tan who dislike being called teacher said, "Student..."

JD finally understood. Haiz, what a horrible day in school. Wish me luck for tommorow's examination. Confiidence...dah, dah!



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The ending of the story,
bittersweet.
To see my heart with a tinge of sadness,
is just to plough, reed.

Throw away the happy moments,
exuberant feelings to the bin;
leave only with you,
a trace of melancholy, iced with peppermint.

Why see my heart,
the lonely, dying one?
Cos one day, you might be a replica,
so dear, enjoy the fruits of young.

No complains, just relax.
Be happy, don't worry.
Bittersweetness, in you and me ,
will last long as fire do fiery.

A life long time maybe?
Bittersweet, bittersweet...



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::meadows of the serene:: / Wednesday, April 20, 2005


Dear Autumn,

Life as before is miserable. Having read the March issue of Reader's Digest, I found out that writing does help to releive stress. I am one exception. A pretty handful of exams. Why does the GEP have time to study!

Studying, a lifelong mission,
to complete and to fufil
the task bestowed by the above,
He, who awaits for completion.

Can I, a lowly one,
disobey his order?
Hah, no, I say,
even though holding a bottle of rum.

Must do well, is just a mindset.
To complete and understand;
and to realise is another thing,
did you do that my child, did you do that?

Listen to me, my darling dear,
Me, an elder, the more you should hear.
I believe that you can, in whatever thing you shall do,
will suceed if you put in your part of confidence.

You now confident you will suceed?



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::fencing of the garden:: *Special Edition* / Thursday, April 07, 2005


::fencing of the garden:: *Special Edition* featuring the Ultimate Ways of Stressing you out!

This process is normally done by the teachers:

1) Giving you extra much homework without (I emphasise strongly) realising how we feel.
2) A thousand deadlines to meet. My schedule is always packed with deadlines. For CWP, SS portfolio, ECCM, CmPS. What do you expect form GEP?
3) A tonne of notes hoping you would remember. Our parents must pay the school S$20 every semester just to print this heavy stack of notes.
Please remember, your homework file would weigh 3kg of your bag's weight if you never file your things.
4) How advanced can we go? Selective enrichment worksheets? Advanced English? It's Sec 1 standard/Primary 6 standard, teacher!!!

And the extra, almighty ones that people complain:

1) TEACHERS, EXP. RELIEF ONES ARE VERY VERY BORING!!!!!
2) ------------ditto----------- ALWAYS GIVE US SO DAMN MUCH HOMEWORK!!!
Many of my frends would certainly agree to!

So conclusion:

I wish these dreary days of walking 10 flights(to be exact) of stairs, and listening to the daily explanation of lessons would end. But this learning process must go on in Singapore, I am so bumped! Sigh. Books, books and an extra load of small texts printed in faded print, well that is why kids these days in S'pore gets Myopia easily. Gifted Education, my dear? Hah, nice work MOE. No offence though.

Off to study irrational numbers which Mrs. Ong gave a long and boring talk on it. Don't know what pie and square root two and the e. Don't know what, diameter/circumfrence of circle = pie = 3.1415... ~ 22/7. e is used to calculate medicine or something like that, I think so. I was so bored that I yawned and almost slept during the lesson. Must she waste time on explaining pie and e? It's not even tested in the examination!!!

TEACHERS!!! And to add on to my homework list, Ms Tan gave us a total of 10 W/S which is not our syllabus..........or maybe just my syllabus.........geez! When are we going to be let off? I heard that in St. Hilda (where my cousin studies, also in GEP) every Tuesday is HOMEWORK FREE DAY! Woot! for them......



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