Monday, April 11, 2005

Once again, in a very very very long time, I have decided to blog. Go me!
Anyway, I have lots to say and lots more to forget so I better start typing right now and start muttering to myself about my other life, i.e here, and then try to save my rapidly dying blog.
Okay, it wouldn’t be what I would call dying… just… ferment. Bacteria do much good when you know where to put it. Only I’m not too sure what blogs become when they ferment. Ummm… if sugar becomes beer and squashed grapes give you wine, fermented blogs give you… soggy cookies?
DON’T even think about it.
No, no soggy biscuits here, the only soggy cookies we’ll get are those that got caught in the storm that I’m in right now.

And no I don’t have cookies.

I once considered reviving the really quaint thing called QuizYourFriends-dot-com by making my own quiz. I remember making one quite a while ago…. Then I decided against it, as the only things I am able to do online at one point in time is to:
1) Blog.
2) Read other blogs.
3) Act stupid.
4) Try to post my story again.
5) My mail is very important to me as someone keeps spamming it.

Also, I just got over a recent spate of cough just as Adeline begun hers and a fever of sorts. Then the whole circle starts with her whining and whining away about how she screwed the entire world up and thus want to just sulk and then in the end, wins hands down for the Best Speaker Award thing and walks away into le Quarters.
Life just isn’t fair. That reminds me. I also deduced, during Biology of course, funny how the human body can make you think even funnier than what the mad scientists already thought of in the first place but never mind… that Adeline is a product of Overly Dominant and Overly Recessive genes. Keep Quiet, Adeline. You know that poking at me to go online will only result in me suanning/flaming you on my blog like nobody’s business since I don’t get hurt by flames as I am a dragon and like Octiron.
Let’s see. Adeline’s the shining result of her parents who really hoped for a boy but got the closest they could ever have for one, and ummm… this isn’t going anywhere.
Point is, I deduced that she has dominant genes in intelligence and laziness and really really recessive genes in common sense, logic and above all, the sense of survival.
She’s like Twoflower.

‘Strangely enough, he (Rincewind) was not particularly worried, Twoflower was a tourist, the first of the species to evolve on the Disc, and fundamental to his very existence was the rock-hard belief that nothing bad could really happen to him because he was NOT INVOLVED; he also believed that anyone could understand anything he said provided he spoke loudly and slowly, that people were basically trustworthy and that anything could be sorted out among men of goodwill if they just acted sensibly.
On the face of it this gave him a survival value marginally less than, say, a soap herring, but to Rincewind’s amazement it all seemed to work and the little man’s total obliviousness to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away.’
~Taken from The Light Fantastic, by Terry Pratchett

But then again…. Naaaaaaaahhh.
‘Hnufhnuhnufblort.’ I love that line.

Next point Friday was Sports’ Day. I was in Logistics, and reached school at aroundish 7am just to help Tini carry stuff to Yio Chu Kang Stadium. Found St. John there and was really amazed at her and poked her mercilessly. Wa hahaha.
We got to the stadium and helped to carry stuff out and then later it was just Slackville. Traipsed around with my cousin, went to go help them do the flags, where some nice prefects volunteered to do the flag raising ceremony and then didn’t know that they were volunteering themselves to stand there for about more than half an hour in the sun. hahahah
Morning sun is the hottest sun of all; then comes the afternoon which changes all that. So anyway, I was running around and saying ‘hi’ to people when Wonders Upon Wonders, I see GohPeiZhi standing in front of me in that nonchalant way and she grinned at me and said ‘hi.’
If she was a guy and taller, there’ll be lots of squealing from hehehe, and that’s saying something.
Who’s hehehe?
Don’t know. You shouldn’t know either. It isn’t Healthy.
So anyway, we decided to change, it was bloody hot in that stupid pinafore into some nice cooler shorts. Wasn’t a very good idea, as we figured out later.
So we basically trouped a lot around the competitor’s stand where we finally plonked ourselves on the track where people weren’t running and talked the whole thing away.
She went on and on about her family and friends and aluminium.
Basically it was more of listening, you know? With Adeline, lemme quote another line from TP, ‘Another thing Bethan learned was that there was no real point in trying to understand anything Twoflower said, and that all anyone could do was run alongside the conversation and hope to jump on as it turned a corner.’
Yeah. Sometimes I feel like that. Ahahha Smothered: that’s the right word. One disadvantage of being friends with a debater: You can’t get the words in.
We talked and talked while I worked on tanning my legs. Hahaha they are like uber white… well was uber white… Friday changed all of that… now they’re like vaguely grilled chicken with a bit of cream put in and then you add this straight line across the entire thing to separate it from brown and white. Hahaha
So yes, we just talked and then decided to go and find something to eat, having seen the milo truck and decided it was too crowded to do anything about it… and then while we were walking, Nic and Denise came up with this can of 7-Up, I really thought it was 7-Up, which it wasn’t. they asked Adeline whether she wanted to drink it or not, and Adeline, who was like really thirsty, gulped a bit down, and then her face froze.
Nic started laughing and laughing and offered me the can, I said no and then asked her what was in it. Denise was going to Adeline saying stuff like ‘Swallow it, swallow it!’ and another girl came in and said ‘Spit it out, spit it out!’ and Adeline had this frozen face on.
What was in the thing was like Pepsi, Milo and water and 7-Up if I was right…
In the end, Adeline seemed to have come to a democratic solution and squatted on the floor and spat the thing out onto the grass. We was laughing and .laughing our heads off, asking her how it tasted like and Adeline was in the middle of it all, exclaiming: ‘it was so awful!” and stuff like that…
Okay the rest aren’t that interesting, unless you count the very tall junior this sec 3 girl who stomped on my foot as I talked to Adel, or perhaps, when we were looking for something to eat, the teacher gave us this whole bag of refreshments instead, and how Adeline…oh yes… Adeline.
She’s this hopeless failure when it comes to whistles.
A whistle is the little plastic thing where you blow and this ‘pfffeeeeee’ shrill sound coming out. Nic blew and got satisfactory stuff. I blew and got okay stuff not to mention the whistle popped out of my mouth too… and Adeline blew and this really really weak ‘feee’ came out!
She was really blowing you could see her cheeks puffed out or something and it just went ‘feee.’
Nic and I just died of laughter then.
So yes, anyway, we got this whole bag of refreshments and discovered that they had a CHOCOLATE MUFFIN in the little package thing and was freaking out over CHOCOLATE MUFFIN!! Do you know what CHOCOLATE MUFFINS are? They’re the most delicious thing that anyone can ever come across! Because they are the CHOCOLATE MUFFINS!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Yes I am freaking everyone out.

So we got sunburnt, yada yada yada, so on and so forth and then! The thing finished! ARCHER WON W000000000000000000000T oneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneoneelevenoneoneoneeleven
Waaaaiitt a minute, If one is exclamation mark, then what’s L?

Anyway, after the thing, we were made to clear up the entire place being student leaders and all, hail the student leaders whooo and this isn’t another translating error, Adeline, it’s really haaaaiill!!
Yes. We were cleaning up. Adeline was grinning very happily because the field was a rugby pitch. Don’t get me started on rugby. All I see is this field with two prong-like things at both ends and to Adeline; she sees a glorious… umm… game, a grand future, an excellent sport and definitely a very good reason to break people’s legs. (Coughs violently)
And then she and I trooped to the rugby pitch, she won’t even allow me to say it’s a damn field… and cleaned it up.
Betcha half the stuff we picked up wasn’t our trash.
Hahahaha
There was like bandages, little plasters, and stuff like sweet wrappers… who eats sweets while playing a game? Oh wait. I do. :D
And she was going to the goal posts and punching them in a friendly manner like she knew them really well and grinning madly THOUGHOUT the thing which was kinda scary and then we went back.
Then it started raining and she decided to go Orchard Road to have lunch. Orchard Road I ask you. And what time was it? Oh 12 plus, and it’s a Friday afternoon. Very bright idea, Adeline, I’m really impressed. Bugger her.

I shall now proceed to zoom forward to today’s date.
Good Lordie me, everyone blogged except me!
Okay okay, I shall ummm…
Yes! Friday was had a nice Mufti Day thing, where we could wear whatever we wanted, me being the paranoid person that I am, since this is after all a historical moment, brought my camera! So did Esther!
Everyone loves Esther hahaha
Let’s see, I was wearing some black shirt, dark green pants, a nice black belt to terrorize all the wrongdoers, weren’t any by the way and ummm Sheep.
Sheep is my familiar. He is very cute. I was supposed to poke lots of panel pins in him, you know, like a voodoo doll but I couldn’t find any, so in a way, it was good.
And I brought my nice cool sharp letter opener from England!
Hahahha
It was all nice and dagger-like.
NOTICE: To anyone who knows where my dagger and fishbone necklace is, please tell me.
Yes I lost my dagger. I am very sad.
And my fishbone necklace, which was a tribute to Mr. Chia and our mascot, Mr. Marlin!
We were supposed to go around, during assembly to check on the length and such of the people and stuff, so we went around with a ruler and a pen to check on the tickets. They are like really nice! Esther rocks at designing!
Anyway, we were so cool and dressed up and such, that the nice photographers from our Photography club went around taking pictures of us!
You know, after hearing the song 5 Colours in her Hair by Mcfly in school, I have gone mad about the song. It’s completely mad! Whooo!
Everybody wants to know her name-yeee-yaa-yee-naame!
Hahahah wheeee the mad dancing!
So yes, the photographers were taking the pictures. Sheryl (well someone asked) asked, ‘Will this is in the school magazine?’
‘Yes.’
‘Whoo we made it in!’
‘Hahahahahhaha!’
Sheryl, Supranee, Samantha, Grace, Eva, Rachel were dressed up as criminals and Wenying, Shitian, Amanda, Janice Chen and Lisi were the doctors who had to take care of their medical condition hahaha
So it was really nice and all, everything was like okay and such, lessons went on as usual, mostly, noticed that almost all the female teachers wore pants! Hahaha

Anyway, on to the concert…
We had like lots of time to spare before the concert begun. So it was basically all running about and getting people to buy while we set up the hall. The bands started coming in around 3-plus after I sent Adeline packing to her debate which ended really badly…
So we didn’t really have much to do, well because half of the class disappeared after 12pm, and Miss Kaur had this half-class to teach English to and now I know what it is like to have a small class hahah!
Miss Koh, our nice biology teacher probably saw me sleeping in her class and let us go early yay!
Oh yes, CHOIR GOT GOLD!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
We always got SILVER
WE GOT GOLDDD!!
(Gerard shutupshutupshutup)
From after school to about 6pm, it was like an Organizer’s Nightmare. The security came in, the bands came in, and Sheryl had to brief both the security and the bands, like…
To the bands:
‘Who smokes?’
-Hand raises-
‘Okay you’re not allowed to smoke in here okay?’
‘Whose handphone is camera-enabled?’
-Hands raise-
‘You’re not allowed to take any pictures which aren’t appropriate.’

To the security guards…
This was regarding the only entrance in and out of the hall, which is very small and only one person can pass at a time.
Scary Security Woman: What if a fire starts?
Sheryl: Then they all die together.

The concert was really nice and everything, bands like One Authority (Go Kevin, go Kevin, Go go, go Kevin!), Bitter Liberty (Hot bassist! Not me, some girls I heard said that), Leaven Trail (Encore, encore!) and Black Ductape, Splotch!
Splotch is a Christian band!
I only remembered them because they were probably the only band I didn’t tape. My Camcorder came during Black Ductape, which played after them. They (Splotch) had this really young kid, whose voice hasn’t even broken in yet, I bet.
I was one of the few ushers, who stood outside, near the entrance, of the hall to tear off the bits of tickets so that people can enter.
There’s was this problem at the beginning of the concert. We had prepared chairs for the people to sit on after they got tired from all the dancing but the problem was that, the people came in and sat down instead!
The poor poor bands! We all felt so sorry for them that our class, being the catalyst for stuff to happen, started jumping at the front of the hall, the chairs were at the back, and danced and jumped a lot. We screamed here and there, to jumpstart the people to dance. We solved the problem later by removing the chairs. But the party really heated up when Sheryl allowed the girls to stand right in front of the stage, like in a real concert, and people were dancing and jumping about.. it was really good and all…
Dad came later and gave me the camcorder. I want to curl up and die.
So I was taping them… talking about the tape, anyone who wants it has to be prepared to be really disappointed. For one I’m disappointed in myself. I should have put it to Long Play instead of Short Play and then I would have been able to tape everything and at least, Leaven Trail would have been able to see themselves in full glory. And I should have bloody well use the thing on my hand instead of putting it right at the back of the hall as I can’t hear anything, well not much, just the blasted guitars, that’s all…
Bugger life!
I do believe, really, whoever actually wants the tape or the CD as I burn it for you, can hear me complaining at the background. I was so angry with myself that I couldn’t be bothered whether I heard myself or not.
And then after running out of tape…I discovered that I had over 2 hours of SD Card to tape on. I wanted to kick myself. I should have just put it to SD CARD!!! AAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!

Well, at least I got some nice pictures. I can safely point out all the bands to you. Sigh. Am very sad with myself. But at least, some tape is better than no tape at all.

AND TO XL
I’M SORRY!!!!!
I cannot do your CD this week as well again! I went online too late for Resiliang to send me the stuff!!

So, this is a very very summarized version of Friday the 8th of April: the day where 4A1 made History, or Herstory, in the PL Sands of Time.

And this song is dedicated to Adeline:

I tried doing a poem. I got one stanza while I was bathing and gave up on it. I’ll put it here anyway; we all deserve a good laugh.

In the War of Words
There are winners and losers,
The lousy judges, the loser speakers
And even the one they call Peter.

GREENDAY- TIME OF YOUR LIFE
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.



Salutations, Adeline and Co.

Posted by norbert at 4/11/2005 12:20:00 AM