Yay RGSRCY (:

Even though traddance didn't win anything, I'm sure everyone had a lot of fun randoming around during the almost-daily practices right?

(Lol anyway we weren't expecting to get into finals in the first place. Hello, like all the rest were almost PROFESSIONAL DANCERS?!)

Okay so I got to school abit late for normal FA duty standards and we set up a base because most yearmates weren't free to do duty and all the FA-ers were traddance people heh. Aud and Lz then went off to do something illegal near the squash court toilets. I then replaced Lz, but since I'm deathly scared of fire (now the whole world will know the extremely malu-ating reason why I almost failed the outdoor cooking section of OA bronze; it was partially because I kept throwing the matchstick onto the ground everytime it burned my finger a little bit), Audrey's poor finger had to suffer again D: Then we were relieved of our task, so we went off to practise traddance and put on makeup.

MAKEUP TOOK SUPER LONG KAYS. I was one of the last to get makeup, except for the self-sacrificing Sara who was our only makeup artist and therefore wasn't able to apply makeup earlier.

Then group rehearsal or something, and finally chionged to foyer. Halfway through I met Vic who wanted my Oheyas or something, but she stopped and went "OMG YOU LOOK WEIRD." Lol. Then we ran and ran in our dance shoes (which have no proper soles and therefore were practically only cloth coverings for our poor feet, which ached by the time we got there) to RELC.

Waited for ages before we got to do the rehearsal, before realising that we only had to do about 20secs of dance. Lolll.

We went back and waited some more before the real thing started; before that we kept encouraging each other shakily and that Audreyzhengyi was behind me and I could practically HEAR her nervousness, which just made me feel shakier. Sheez.

We were one of the first to finish performing, which was good because we got to sit on nice comfortable chairs to watch the rest of the items for the next two hours. I think some yearmates even got to catch up on sleep during the _____ :D

Actually, I was quite happy about yesterday's dance because it's one of the best we've done, throughout the 3-4 months that we've been practising. I still screwed up my ribbon, but apparently I untangled it from my hairstick so fast and smiled so widely throughout that everyone I asked said they didn't notice a thing. Yay me.

I think we were quite lucky to be able to perform on the same stage as all these pro people, because really, they either had really good teachers, professional help, talent or terribly punishing practices.

After that was washing up and unit dinner! Sara couldn't find her shoes for awhile and looked really worried. We have the same shoes in different sizes, so I think (and she thought too) that I could've worn the wrong pair of shoes to the canteen. My feet must've shrunk though; how did I manage to fit into her tiny shoes?!

Unit dinner at RamenTen was quite fun, Ruth and I both ordered the "Big Bowl" (means more soup and noodles, I think) versions of our ramen. Mine came highly recommended by the restaurant according to the menu; it's called Scallop Miso Ramen or something. I didn't know there was MSG inside the soup and drank it all up cuz I was thirsty. I just got thirstier yay. And yearmates didn't know that the service charge wasn't included in the price listing, so we all had to pay alot more than what we thought :/ Poor Yingxin got it worse; she had to calculate who paid what.

Then Van and me had to leave early (early meaning 9pm), because despite my supposedly not having a curfew (there IS no point putting me on a curfew because I don't even stay out that late normally), my mum was beginning to SMSnag me.

Anyway, well done RGSRCY for ArtsFest'08! :DD

Urgh lit was skrewed. Lieksrsly.

Must. Trim. Ribbon.

I don't have much to blog about. History and English marks were okay, but my mum expected me to get higher marks for English. Whatever la, my strengths never lay in memorising complex rules of grammar anyway.

Traddance prac again tomorrow :) shall try my best not to screw up, esp during a certain part with Audrey =/

I just realised why I didn't watch My Lovely Sam-soon (and why I'm thoroughly uninterested in watching it.)

I caught like two episodes (one of them was the kissing scene which I like, but that was about it), and decided it wasn't realistic.

WHO LIKES FAT AUNTIE-LOOKING (not saying the actress, she's pretty, but she gained like 15kg for the role ohmy) PASTRY CHEFS!

Maybe fat uncle-looking dessert chefs might be interested, but Sam-soon's bf is SHUAI. Which is so wrong, because if I were a hot guy I wouldn't kiss an auntie.

Which is why I fully deserve not having a boyfriend (in any case, I don't want one for now), because I'm fat. Like, my tummy is so covered with fat that I probably won't feel cold even if dumped into the middle group in 212. When I sweat, I probably sweat out fat droplets.

AND I COMPETED WITH A BEANPOLE TO SEE WHO COULD EAT MORE TODAY?! She's skinny, but I'm not! Reminder to self: never challenge anybody to an eating competition ever again.

Gosh major digression. But I forgot what I wanted to say anyway so yeah.

The whole of 212 (almost)

Reading Xinyuan's blog can sometimes spoil one's day.

I love(d) watching My Girl okay! It was so sad and sweet (and cliched, but I fully did NOT need to know that).

I wonder if food reviewers do get fat. Never mind, I shall be a dietfood reviewer. Yayy.

I haven't been blogging! But there wasn't much to blog about la, since my weekend's been just PhysicsPTPhysicsPTandmorePhysicsPT.

I am so dead for traddance, since apparently Lz won't always be there for me to copy her (irritatingly graceful, unlike mine) movements/dance steps. She tried to teach me, but, uh, I'm a really slow learner. Like she had to teach me for 10mins or so before I learnt how to listen to the beat of the music. (Never mind that I have approx. 8 1/2 years of music training, I really do suck at these things.)

Shan't even blog about tuition. It's the same darned thing every week.

Today we went for the Sungei Buloh trip and the HDB tour.

Our tour guides were Mr Desouza and this guy called Uncle Charles (freelance tour guide, but my dad says he's never heard of the company Uncle Charles said he's from). Whoops him.

Sungei Buloh trip was uh quite boring la. We saw mudskippers and a big fat monitor lizard but no otters. Guess Wesley was still in school. Oh well.

Then lunch! Ate Macs with Shir, Zhuorong and Rach ;D Darned Macs cheat my feelings. Their EVMs are crappy la. I could have gotten 3 double cheeseburgers with the money I paid for the FilletOFish EVM. BAHHHH. Then we walked from LuckyPlaza to Taka to Wisma and back to school. We were almost late for the HDB tour, whoops.

HDB tour next!

Uncle Charles was okay la. But then again, few people are as animated as my dad when he's giving a tour. I want to go on his City Tour one of these days, but I think the tour company'll want to charge me, and it's quite dumb if my dad spends his guidefees on paying for ME to go on a tour by HIM.

HDB Hub is funner than I thought, only that all the food places were pissing me off because I'm on a budget for the rest of the month :/

Xinyuan seems to think I'm some paedo (hello she's older than me leh!) because I keep staring at her shoulders. BUT THEY'RE REALLY GIGANTIC OMGZ. I didn't realise they were THAT wide and straight until someone (forgot who) pointed them out, because she was wearing house tee today and house tees show up people's shoulder shapes clearly. Her shoulders look like seesaws/first class levers. I was tempted to push one side down just to see if the other would go up. They look really rigid.

To be fair, I already tried it out on my (rather broad too, but not so much) shoulders. My shoulders are quite hard to push down because they slope, but well, if I push hard enough, the other side WILL go up if the other one gets pushed down. Haha retarded.

I just realised that I'm too good at remembering the things I shouldn't be remembering. Like all the people who have done me a wrong at some point of time or another. I know I shouldn't be remembering such stuff, but I can't help it; it just STICKS in my brain and won't go away.

Like these two incidents:

1. When I was in K1 and studying in PAP Kindergarten, I had a certain teacher whom I shan't name (and in any case I forgot her name already).

When I was 5 years old, I was also a very timid and bully-able kid, and extremely socially inept (this part continues till today). So generally everybody bullied me and almost nobody wanted to be my friend. Maybe it was the proper English that did it. At that time, I hadn't seen the importance of code-switching yet.

Anyway, I think all PAP Kindergartens have this feature: they have different rooms for classes and for meals. So my class had just finished lunch at the lunchroom one day and we were queuing up in neat rows of 2 (I BET EVERYBODY LEARNT THAT IN KINDERGARTEN HAHAH) to go back to the classroom.

Being the guai kid I was (and arguably still am), I'd already secured a place for myself in the queue. Unfortunately for me, the friend of the person I was standing next to wanted my spot, so she pushed me out of the queue and took my place. I'm a nice person, so I didn't scold her.

Unfortunately for me again, the teacher happened to be checking our lines then. (I hadn't found myself another place in the queue yet.) Since I stuck out like a sore thumb, she caught me and dragged me aside to scold me.

Teacher:"WHY AREN'T YOU IN TWO LINES?" (Well, she wasn't an excellent English teacher.)
Me: "Um." *looks up at her chest (it was the highest part of her I could see), points at person who pushed me* "Well, she'd pushed me out of the queue, so..."
Teacher: "Well, why aren't you in the queue, then?"
Me thinking: 'Is that teacher slow, or is that teacher slow?'
Me: "I told you, she pushed me out of the queue!"
Teacher: "DO YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE YOU HERE WITH THE LUNCH AUNTIE?"
Me thinking: 'Bloody hell. What did I do?!'
Me: "Okay, I'll get back in the queue if that's what you want."
Me thinking: 'I hope that's what she wants.'
Teacher: *looks satisfied* "Good. Class, let's go."

I never understood it until about three years later. But I'm a very defensive (sometimes over-defensive) person, so I hadn't learnt my lesson even four years after, in P3.

2. This one happened in P3.

Rivervale Primary pupils are known to be the best-behaved among the schools in the area, thanks to a certain rather fierce discipline mistress, whose name I do remember but shall not mention. This particular discipline mistress liked to walk around the canteen to make sure everyone assembled in the hall after recess (it was a rule there).

One day after PE during recess, my best friend and I were sharing a toilet cubicle to change into our school uniforms. We'd just finished changing when we saw a most horrifying sight on the cubicle door: a DADDY-LONG-LEGS. (Fine, ha ha ha.)

We stayed in that cubicle for twenty minutes screaming for help, all the way till the end of recess when the bell rang. Not wanting to be late for class, I decided to be heroic and quickly pull open the door for the both of us to run out.

My heroism paid off. We escaped from Daddy-Long-Legs-In-Toilet-Cubicle-Hell.

However, as we'd stayed in the toilet for the entire duration of recess (with no food to replenish all that energy lost shouting and screaming), we were awfully hungry. So we decided to buy something from one of the stalls to eat.

As we were paying for our char siew baos, this menacing voice behind us told the stall auntie: "Don't sell anything to those kids after the bell rings next time."

Damn. We'd been caught buying food after recess by the fearsome discipline mistress.

Discipline Mistress (DM): "Why are you buying food so late?"

We should have made up some lame excuse then, but P3s are P3s. Which means we were honest and told nothing but the truth.

Us: "We reached the canteen late."
DM: "WHY DID YOU REACH THE CANTEEN LATE? YOU KIDS MUST HAVE BEEN PLAYING AGAIN RIGHT. THEN FINISH PLAYING ALREADY, END OF RECESS ALREADY, FEELING HUNGRY SO COME AND EAT RIGHT?!"
Me: "No, we saw a huge insect on the toilet door, and we didn't dare to come out for nearly half an hour."
DM: "Yeah right. Like I believe you. Tell the truth, weren't you playing?"
Us: "No, we told you the truth already!"
(Above scenario x100)
DM: "Don't you dare lie next time. Now finish your food and go upstairs."

We were already cursing our luck as we ran to the hall, but I guess our dear DM was in a bad mood that day.

DM: "Just now, I was walking through the canteen after recess and saw two girls buying food from one of the stalls. It was already bad enough that they were playing until the bell rang and were buying food, but THEY DARED TO LIE TO ME BY SAYING THAT THEY WERE TRAPPED INSIDE THE TOILET BECAUSE AN INSECT WAS ON THE TOILET DOOR. From 3I some more, best class leh! Still can do such things. They're sitting down there with their class, and they still dare to stare at me like that some more."
DM: "School, do you believe their story?"

Everyone turned to look at us. My best friend was crying, so I guess DM was referring to me when she mentioned staring at her. I was giving her a half-pissed and half-WTF look.

(The reason why I was glaring at her like that was because she'd scolded me, the guaikia, the prefect-to-be (or maybe just wannabe), the last person who'd ever break rules, for something I hadn't even done. Hello, who WOULDN'T be pissed?)

(And yes, I know the above sounds proud and pompous and whatnot, but that's the kind of person I used to be. Other than being a nerd.)

Rest of school: "No." (Is being scared of giant insects really THAT inconceivable?!)

Darnit.

Later, when we got back to class, my form teacher (who, thankfully, knew us well enough to know that we weren't exactly the play-until-forget-rules kind) asked us if the insect story was true. We vehemently denied going near the play area, and stuck to our story.

I think she was the only one who believed us, but she had a good laugh about it. (Okay la it's actually quite funny, but we really were offended then.) I naively expected her to tell the DM about it, so that the DM would come to us a day later with a contrite look and an apology. Obviously, nothing of that sort ever happened.

Oh well.

It was a totally surreal moment when I got Aud's SMS (yes Aud be honoured because you were the first one to tell me), but...

WE GOT IN. (okay fine not for video, but who cares about video anyway?)

29 MARCH, and I CAN wait because there are going to be so many practices from now on, probably nearly everyday ohdear.

(Oh no, now I've got to break the news to my mum that traddance does NOT just end here, because all the while I was reassuring her that it'd end by 15th and now it's not diedie.)

BUT WHO CARES, WE GOT IN FOR TRADITIONAL DANCE CATEGORY.

And RGSRCY shall rock ArtsFestival'08 yayyyy.

29 MARCH.

DID I MENTION, WE GOT IN FOR ALL THREE FREAKING CATEGORIES?

ARE WE PRO, OR ARE WE PRO.

Self-destruction can be an addiction.

I'm eating away at myself in so many ways, it's amusing.




So many things left unsaid; can you hear me?

Audrey hasn't finished blogging yet?!

Anyway. Today.

...was the day of the ArtsFest external auditions!

We probably won't get in la. But at the very least, we tried our best to chiong out everything heh.

I woke up late this morning because even though I set TWO FREAKING ALARMS to wake me up (alarm clock and handphone), I stupidly switched them both off at 6 in the morning (that was the time I was supposed to wake up), decided to slack in bed for 5 more minutes, and ended up waking up 25 minutes later.

How nice.

Anyway I got to school half an hour late, but yearmates weren't doing anything much anyway so I guess I didn't miss much.

Then we did something mundane like learning Lingzhi's random new dance steps or something. Oh well.

After that was MAKEUP! Sara's nice friend Murnira (I think that's how her name's spelt) came to help. She was really nice about us being scared and all :)

I hate eyeliner.

Makeup+practising dance steps until 10+, when we went downstairs to demo and then left for AES.

Twas okay, but why oh why did they spend so long commenting? And giving us false hope? D:

Then yearlunch :) Laksa yay!

I still can't believe I did two crazy things with yearmates today: 1. buy a 200g bag of gummies from Minitoons and 2. go two rounds on the Bukit Panjang LRT line because we felt like it and because I've never ridden the BPLRT Line before.

A bit of eyeliner is still stuck to my eyelids and I still look Gothic ohdear.

My mum tells me often that I must learn to cook and clean, because no matter how rich I am or how many maids I employ to clean my future gigantic house, for every cabinet the maid polishes, I must be able to make it sparkle; for every too-salty soup she brews, I must make the blend of tastes perfect.

In other words, if I am to expect her to do it well, I must do it better than her. It's one of the simple axioms of life.

I've got peace by the river, I've got joy overflowing, I've got love everlasting, in my soul, in my soul :)

I feel very at peace with myself, and very loved too, despite all the stress I'm currently under. My last pack of Mamee noodles (we got one each for Ecamp prizes) was eaten during my stress-filled convo with Aud just now. Ohdear. RIP Mamee noodles (BBQ Flavour). You were nice and salty while you lasted.

Say goodbye to your boyfriend, cuz groups 1 and 6 have a fab dance to seduce him away haha. They were really good, well done groups 1 and 6 =D Shir's an excellent choreographer + I NEVER KNEW SHE COULD DANCE SO WELL OMG.

Anyway, jiayou for us three =D we can so survive tomorrow. I hope.




AND LINGZHI DEAREST, OF COURSE I HAVE COMMENTED ON YOUR BLOG. NOW REPLY MY COMMENT. THANKS DEAR. (not laopo because I'm straight okay! Unlike Lz heh.)

Ecamp '08 is the love.

(DAMN YOU BLOGGER. DELETE SUCH A BIG CHUNK OF MY POST WALAOEH.)

I finally mastered the actions to peacebytheriver! Thanks to Aud's patient tutoring heh. And I think Peilin was ahem, very happy yesterday.

Well done, and I'm proud of you all :)

Congrats to groups 2, 5 and 6! (Especially group 2, but then again, DUH =D)

GROUP 2 CHEERS!

By juniors:
Group 2 rocks the house,
scares away every mouse,
orange is good for you,
so who is the best?
group 2!
one more time!
group 2!
what's that?
GROUP 2!!!

Group 2 group 2 what are we?
Fun-filled and en-thu-si-as-tic
Group 2 group 2 what are we?
Slow and steady, bound to win!
(11 claps) Group 2 group 2 is the best
Always always beats the rest! (11 claps) Group 2!

Group 2 group 2
Cheer with me
Group 2 group 2
Victory
We are the best
We will win
See our might
We're Group 2

By our darling AI/C, Sindhu:
(Adapted from a certain Raffles cheer)

*fast clapping*
5,6,7,8!
Two, two, two, group two!
Say two, two, two, group two!
Say two, two, two, group two!
*3 claps* Group two!

By me:
(To the tune/rhythm of SexyBack)
We're bringing victory back, yeah!
Them other groups don't know how to act, yeah!
We think it's special how we've got on our act, yeah!
They turned around so we picked up the slack, yeah!
GROUP TWO FOR THE WIN!

Somehow, the last cheer seemed profoundly hilarious to everyone but my group members. Oh dear. I personally think it was the best one.

I think I suck at jive, but Sindhu is a nice partner :) No offence to Yeqi, you're good too!

I think I have a very weird way of dealing with stress.

I just danced a crazy dance around the house, waving my arms about happily and singing a bad imitation of a combination of pop-punk music.

Die, my 7 steps are screwed up. I'll see Aud's detailed comments on them before I edit.

I think Xinyuan's really brave, or an amazing escapee from reality. If I were her I'd be majorly freaked already la. Like I'm about 80% sure of it already and I think she knows it too gosh. Oh, and I'd get a makeover too. It actually takes brainpower to remember she's a girl sometimes, and I don't have much to spare.

Omgzz Physics SPA plus Geog tests tomorrow X.x

Scenario Writing (I don't want to call it FPS because it sounds like booklet option, and we're definitely not anything like that) today was fun, despite my reaching there late because we forgot to check if the rest of them went to the library yet and I didn't bring my research stuff. Xinyuan came up with the idea of "dynamic tattoos". Definition: tattoos which can change everyday. Though perhaps sticker tattoos might work just as well for that purpose. I brought it one step closer to fantasy by suggesting that eventually, tattoos could be used for a more functional purpose, like watching TV on your arm.

Imagine this scene at an office:
"MR LIM STOP WATCHING CHANNEL 8 ON YOUR WRIST! Oh wait, is that Tongxinyuan? HEY I WANNA WATCH TOO."

*switches on arm tattoo TV by pressing on it*
*arm glows red, then shows a high-res TV screen*

I don't understand why no yearmates applied for CAP/Scenario Writing. We all have such wonderful imaginations.

I think I obsess over Korean drama serials every week.

Blame it on My Girl. Haha there was one time when I was talking to Xinyuan about "missing my girl" on MSN and she got slightly disturbed, I think.

(For the uninformed, My Girl is this Kdrama on Channel U. 7.30pm to 9.30pm on weekends. Watch it, it's really nice and sweet even though it's quite an old drama =D)

I keep missing episodes because of the exams. Why can't the school just put all the exams in one week and let us get over and done with it so we don't have to mug every single weekend? Sheesh.

Some people don't like cliched endings for dramas, but I think it's quite pointless if the male and female leads don't get together in the end. Hello, this is the moment we've all been waiting for and the girl has to die of leukaemia in the last episode wtfs?! Nobody likes sad endings.

Ohoh and I hate it when the scriptwriter doesn't know how to build up the relationship between the guy and girl too. People don't JUST get together overnight leh! They have to hate each other first, then become grudgingly neutral, then like each other and pretend they don't, then confess their love for each other. It's just the way it has to be, I don't care if it's cliched. Hmph.

One final statement before I quit this.

WHY DON'T THE GUY AND GIRL STARE INTO EACH OTHER'S EYES MORE?! THAT'S THE BEST PART.

Yay WE PASSED =D

We are pro muggers.

("OMGZZ THAT WAS MY FIFTH MATCHSTICK YAYY!" *starts doing a dance, startling everyone nearby*)

Anyway the trip there from Bedok MRT was quite funny la. Alicia was late, and ChanPeiLin/AudreyZhengYi/Somebody came up with the idea of taking a bus, but forgot to find out how to WALK THERE after we got to the bus stop.

In any case, we took the bus going in the opposite direction, so when we got off we were hopelessly lost, and stuck somewhere near the Bedok Stadium. In the end, we flagged down a cab, but the driver didn't have a street directory, so we waited for one with a street directory.

We somehow got there anyway =D

And we did a good job yay! Except for my and Peilin's matchstick saga =/

Then we went to Raffles Place to eat MrBean pancake sets while sitting on the MRT station steps! (The grass patches were wet because it'd just rained, whoops.) Everyone stared at us like we were school dropouts or playing truant or something. Lol.

We went home by train after that, but Aud and Peilin made me miss my stop because they were talking to me, sheesh!