These 2 weeks have been really tiring . Not sure why too but oh well , I guess it gets worse from here .
Next week is definitely worse , with a friendly with RV on Wednesday , and Tenses at NUS on saturday , not to mention rushing out homework along with the two geography projects . And there's going to be yet another increase in intensity during training for nationals . Plus a whole lot of other issues .
Please let me pull through this .
Yet in this period of craziness , I've learnt to find solace and hope in my friends . Nahh , I'm not talking about the sad stuff like what you might expect (me crying and sobbing in the corner and then suddenly my friends save me from the despair) , but rather , being able to constantly RELY on them for moments of fun . Mind you , it's genuine fun , not those instances of putting up a smiley facade . And I cant smile normally for nuts - I'm un-smiley by default :l
Ok that's besides the point .
Saturday was an awesome day . And yes . Awesomely awesome . That's if you exclude the not-so-happy VJ match (yup we lost 8-12) , because it was a win-able game but we really messed up quite badly .
ANYWAY . Went early to S's birthday chalet with a disabled XY and his friend J early , right after the VJ match . Took a cab there because the old man XY would have died taking the bus :P . Settled in at the chalet really quickly and I rushed up to have a bath straight away without even greeting all the people there oops ! Played games and ate a mountain of food with all my friends , and yup basically just had a really great time there :)
And while being there with my friends , I realised how much we've distanced ourselves just over a year in JC . Well not all the people definitely , but many of my friends have gone different ways and it just made me think back of how we used to talk like we were still in secondary 4 . Even friends in the same JC have somehow drifted apart and I'm really glad that the little birthday gathering made me realise that I need to stop that from happening as much as possible .
And the bear-ish hug from S really made me warm inside (no im not gay) but because just for that instant , it was deja vu .
And I really miss HK . Because I sweat like a pig everyday here - -
“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life." - Jack . K
Just a really sweet and cute song in my opinion ^o^
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
A week of happiness and solace .
I've never heard silence quite this loud .
This March holidays was probably the craziest , most exciting but also the most tiring and painful one yet .
Let's begin with the escape from reality - Hong Kong .
Yup , the full five days off the shores of Singapore have really gave me a chance to open my eyes to new landscapes , situations .
Yes , we have all learnt what a caldera is - basically a volcano that boomed off its top in an eruption . And the books which show amazing pictures of it are nothing compared to the real thing . Hexagonal columns of sheer granite towered on the left , while a gentle reservoir of water sparkled down the slope on the right . All twenty-five penguin-liked figures huddled together and trod down the muddy path in the incessant rain , leaving only footprints behind . The chilly winds and air pollution were no match for our love for geography . It was something that Singapore would never experience , well at least not in a hundred years .
And yes the tombolo . The Secondary 3 textbook merely showed a little sandy path branching out from the mainland to join to an offshore island . The real thing , was NOWHERE near what was shown in the textbook . It was rocky . With boulders and rocks strewn on the 10m wide sand path made it somewhat dangerous to cross but nonetheless , armed with our cameras , sketchbooks , desire to experience treading on such a rare landform , we trudged slowly , slipping , sliding , sometimes falling - all the way to the offshore island .
And the human part of geography . Our group took the MTR to the poorest and most underdeveloped part of Hong Kong to study the housing standards .
What the hell .
The buildings were practically crumbling . They were at nearing 10 storeys in height - without lifts . Whatever paint left on the buildings were already being covered with algae , and upon interviewing several residents of the area , we found out that a 500 sq ft apartment there was worth 2 million HK dollars - approx 300k SG$ . And in each apartment , there were at least 4 people living inside with 120 sq ft on average to themselves .
What the hell , seriously .
Urine on the stairs and the smell of decay hung in the air .
You don't feel pity for these people . In fact , they were smiling , and they did not carry the pungent odour from their houses with them .
You would have felt anger . A disdain for the HK officials who claimed to have carried out urban redevelopment across HK but not there . So much for implementing policies and raising standard of living in the CBD . Leaving the suburbs to rot isn't the way to treat a country .
I guess there are really many many many more things wonderful/worth remembering about HK but pictures would explain better . And yes , a certain someone kept using me as a windbreaker just because im a little tolerant to the cold there - - .
I've seen your wishes . And yes I still remember what 1212 signified . I opened the cupboard door and the Tigger doll tumbled out .
And the story of us looks like a tragedy now .
Touched down on wednesday morning , and thursday was the floorball camp . Gosh . I was practically dragging myself around on thursday and friday .
And during the camp , when I heard my juniors talking about their feelings about the camp , it got a little irksome whenever someone mentioned 'I dont have any good points' . And though there was a prolonging annoyance at certain individuals in the camp , it is heartening to see the leaders working together to pull off the camp in the end . Hopefully the juniors have opened up a little and realised that we arent really that terrible a bunch of people .
I'm sorry . While you may not feel that way anymore , I still do . But , I understand .
So many things I wish you knew . So many walls up I cant break through .
This March holidays was probably the craziest , most exciting but also the most tiring and painful one yet .
Let's begin with the escape from reality - Hong Kong .
Yup , the full five days off the shores of Singapore have really gave me a chance to open my eyes to new landscapes , situations .
Yes , we have all learnt what a caldera is - basically a volcano that boomed off its top in an eruption . And the books which show amazing pictures of it are nothing compared to the real thing . Hexagonal columns of sheer granite towered on the left , while a gentle reservoir of water sparkled down the slope on the right . All twenty-five penguin-liked figures huddled together and trod down the muddy path in the incessant rain , leaving only footprints behind . The chilly winds and air pollution were no match for our love for geography . It was something that Singapore would never experience , well at least not in a hundred years .
And yes the tombolo . The Secondary 3 textbook merely showed a little sandy path branching out from the mainland to join to an offshore island . The real thing , was NOWHERE near what was shown in the textbook . It was rocky . With boulders and rocks strewn on the 10m wide sand path made it somewhat dangerous to cross but nonetheless , armed with our cameras , sketchbooks , desire to experience treading on such a rare landform , we trudged slowly , slipping , sliding , sometimes falling - all the way to the offshore island .
And the human part of geography . Our group took the MTR to the poorest and most underdeveloped part of Hong Kong to study the housing standards .
What the hell .
The buildings were practically crumbling . They were at nearing 10 storeys in height - without lifts . Whatever paint left on the buildings were already being covered with algae , and upon interviewing several residents of the area , we found out that a 500 sq ft apartment there was worth 2 million HK dollars - approx 300k SG$ . And in each apartment , there were at least 4 people living inside with 120 sq ft on average to themselves .
What the hell , seriously .
Urine on the stairs and the smell of decay hung in the air .
You don't feel pity for these people . In fact , they were smiling , and they did not carry the pungent odour from their houses with them .
You would have felt anger . A disdain for the HK officials who claimed to have carried out urban redevelopment across HK but not there . So much for implementing policies and raising standard of living in the CBD . Leaving the suburbs to rot isn't the way to treat a country .
I guess there are really many many many more things wonderful/worth remembering about HK but pictures would explain better . And yes , a certain someone kept using me as a windbreaker just because im a little tolerant to the cold there - - .
I've seen your wishes . And yes I still remember what 1212 signified . I opened the cupboard door and the Tigger doll tumbled out .
And the story of us looks like a tragedy now .
Touched down on wednesday morning , and thursday was the floorball camp . Gosh . I was practically dragging myself around on thursday and friday .
And during the camp , when I heard my juniors talking about their feelings about the camp , it got a little irksome whenever someone mentioned 'I dont have any good points' . And though there was a prolonging annoyance at certain individuals in the camp , it is heartening to see the leaders working together to pull off the camp in the end . Hopefully the juniors have opened up a little and realised that we arent really that terrible a bunch of people .
I'm sorry . While you may not feel that way anymore , I still do . But , I understand .
So many things I wish you knew . So many walls up I cant break through .
Friday, March 2, 2012
I'll probably never understand .
Because words hold too many different meanings . And maybe I misunderstood . Ah yes , that must be it .
I dont know .
Now I wish everything would return to normal . What an idiot I am .
Thinking less these days does help . And I guess stoning works too . Keep my troubles on hold while I fret over more trivial matters .
Incoherence again . I wonder why I tend to merely type clauses instead of proper sentences .
Organic chem test was a horror . Went in with a head full of information and lost everything halfway and came out with a head full of worries . There was a bit of drama after the test but I think its best to leave that aside for now to respect others' privacy .
A levels results and im heartened to see most of my seniors getting what they wanted , others having a few minor slips but happy nonetheless . But just sitting in the canteen and watching the little groups of cheery graduates made me feel bad for the isolated few who were shedding tears in the corners .
I hope the graduates will be able to pick themselves up and find a way to carry on running the rat race .
'Cause we're going down
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
Of course it was a coincidence . Precisely why I called myself an idiot .
Because words hold too many different meanings . And maybe I misunderstood . Ah yes , that must be it .
I dont know .
Now I wish everything would return to normal . What an idiot I am .
Thinking less these days does help . And I guess stoning works too . Keep my troubles on hold while I fret over more trivial matters .
Incoherence again . I wonder why I tend to merely type clauses instead of proper sentences .
Organic chem test was a horror . Went in with a head full of information and lost everything halfway and came out with a head full of worries . There was a bit of drama after the test but I think its best to leave that aside for now to respect others' privacy .
A levels results and im heartened to see most of my seniors getting what they wanted , others having a few minor slips but happy nonetheless . But just sitting in the canteen and watching the little groups of cheery graduates made me feel bad for the isolated few who were shedding tears in the corners .
I hope the graduates will be able to pick themselves up and find a way to carry on running the rat race .
'Cause we're going down
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
Of course it was a coincidence . Precisely why I called myself an idiot .
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