today i threw 3 hours of my life away.

well, actually i didn't really -throw- it away because that would imply active participation on my part and therein that it was voluntary and therefore avertable. which couldn't be further from the truth because the truth goes like this:

1) the rj chem department unilaterally decides that all j2s should go on a field trip during their lab lesson
2) they unilaterally decide that my class, in particular, is to visit the newater factory
3) our chem tutor unilaterally decides that he wants to spend more time with us in the lab
4) he unilaterally decides to push the field trip to afterschool hours

in case you haven't noticed, none of the above steps required any action on my part. in fact, i think possibly the only contribution i had towards this royal waste of time was in choosing to take chem in rj. or perhaps choosing rj, because it's possibly the only college in the whole of singapore where our teachers can freely determine that 3 hours at an inane water producing factory is no dent in the pocket, even when prelims are a month away. after all, we're so smart we don't need to study! prelims? what prelims! 'tis learning about how they make water out of our shit that's really going to get us our high-paying jobs in future!

and i also realised that ever since primary school i've hated field trips, and the reason for this is the walking. maybe it's because i associate school with mainly sitting and stoning, so when i'm suddenly removed from my familiar surroundings and forced to expend physical energy to follow some shitty tour, it pisses me off. and the fact that the tour probably features only plants (sungei buloh, nature reserves etc) or animals (the ZOO omg) or sciencey exhibits (science centre) or, my all-time favourite National Education (kampong glam, chinatown, sentosa, museums all allthatshit), only pisses me off more. it's like hello i go to school because i'm forced to and because my parents send me there every morning to make sure i'm physically present. extra things like field trips and characterdevelopmenttocreateallroundedleaders are not part of the deal! i hate how they sneak these Creative Wastes of Time up on you by just calling it Enrichment and then deeming it compulsory. yeah, like the next time i drink a glass of water i'm going to mentally recall all the 3 steps of reverse osmosis and appreciate how sterile it really is! or even better, i might think twice before taking that bath because hey, now i know how much work goes into making our water and i'm not going let a single drop go to waste!

oh and like the best part was that the newater factory actually had like all these posh water fountains (now i really wonder where the water for those came from) and even a visitor centre. plus, there's like this guided tour involving around 20 plasma screens, life-size exhibits, a fully cinema-ish auditorium, newater GAMES (who spells r-e-t-a-r-d fastest wins!) and like the most irritating kind of human tour guide who's perpetually perky, has a shit accent, and just never shuts up. as you can tell, i enjoyed the trip a great deal and can't wait to travel all way back to changi to do it all over again!

oh, and is it no wonder that we're one of the few countries in the world where we have to pay for water?

hmm, have been reminded that i might be revealing a little too much of personal life on this blog, despite the more sporadic postings as of late. i however like to think that certain things can possibly be made cryptic enough for public consumption, and that Truth In Parts is better than Truth Be Damned, as this is after all, a blog and not some billboard to boost flagging creative writing egos.

anyways, the reason i'm free enough to sit down and crap about nothing is because i ponned school today. despite all temptations this year, i've actually kept a clean record till now, which is why i'm not feeling in the least bit guilty about my little 'pretty bad migraine' fib. in fact, when i was still contemplating getting ready this morning, and could possibly have swayed to either side, i told my mom that i didn't think i felt like going to school today. to which she instantly responded with an unexpectedly perky 'oh good!' (!!!) i'm suspecting this has something to do with her wanting to catch a few extra minutes of sleep from not having to fetch me to school, but whatever. it's almost as if it's a crime that she made it so easy for me! i mean, there's always the air-punching satisfaction of a small victory in scheming and plotting and stubbornly arguing your way out of things, so admittedly it felt a little weird being -encouraged- into delinquency, especially when i was all prepared to dish out the i'm-feeling-a-bit-dizzy-and-slightly-nauseas repertoire. if this is any indication of things to come, i somehow have a tiny feeling that i'll be taking a lot more vacations from school in the near future ;p

oh and yet again i've discovered that one of the greatest hazards of staying at home is the easy access to junk food! have been snacking like a pig since i woke up and do you know that it's actually possible to get sick of ice cream??? hopefully i'll have time for something more healthy later like maybe swimming or gymming, which incidentally are somehow better than caffeine at improving mental alertness and concentration!

have managed to reach the end of the week without doing a single piece of work! feels almost like a holiday really, except that it's not. also, there's the slight dampener of a thing called prelims, which, as drilled into us for a combined amount of 3 hours by various tutors, is Very Imprortant and requires More Effort. which means that i'm probably in for some major ass kicking if i don't start straightening my work out. and therein, of course, lies the problem.

anyway, the week's not been a bad one, really. in fact there've been practically no proper lessons apart from commontest debriefs and 'pep talks', which are both more an exercise in boredom than anything else involving braincells. oh and then on thursday we had this bio prac where we got to culture our very own glow-in-the-dark E.coli bacteria, which was pointless as far as learning anything was concerned but enriching as far as fooling around in the lab was. it was particularly so because we had free access to crushed ice, which of course spelt death and destruction because we proceeded to spend the next hour stuffing them down each other's shirts. and, um, the added (dis)advantage for girls is that we have extra places for the ice to get stuck in when stuffed down our shirts, and this is inconvenient because it's a pain to remove and also leaves a highly disorienting feeling of coldness when melting :p for me the perk was almost getting away after 3 attempts at revenge were foiled by Screaming. haha it's too bad that some of us are just naturally lousy at these things!

yesterday was also good cos it was a special day involving a movie and nice dinner! was quite lucky about the movie too cos we were actually supposed to have chem prac until 1.55, which would have been a problem as that was the time our show started. thankfully though, some cunning scheming and psychic powers paid off as we somehow ended early and managed to get to our movie with a comfortable amount of commercials ahead of us even! anyway fantastic 4 was quite good- the length was just nice for a mostly-brainless comic remake, and jessica alba and chris evans are both superduperhot- so there's something for everyone! plus, i had dinner with the best company after that, and so ended the day on a happyhappy note :)

oh, and i like beckham greatly but why london!!!

just had a major bitch fight with the sister after some incident with the phone, and am in a highly pissified mood right now! it's amazing how childish and immature and juvenile little sisters can get when they let their 'inner' (or in this case, 'omnipotent') bitches out.

anyway, today i had to fight an onslaught of common test results, as suddenly THREE papers were returned in less than half a day. bad for the heart, i tell you! anyway, have had my day boosted significantly by the relief of not failing anything and in fact actually doing pretty well on the whole! especially shocking was physics because half the time i have no idea what i'm doing except that i'm punching in numbers into a calculator according to an arbitrary formula of choice. and as luck would have it the arbitrary formula of choice is often the wrong formula. so i guess this time i lucked out, which is just further proof that small miracles DO happen, haha.

sHoPpInG!!!!

tell me, is there anything as therapeutic as shopping? is there anything that even comes close to the satisfaction of finding the perfect shoe or perfect bag after hours (or possibly days and months) of walking around in search of The Elusive One? is there anything that can beat holding packages of newly bought stuff in your hands and traipsing around victoriously after a successful shopping trip???

i think not!

to my knowledge, the ecstasy of shopping seems like one of the greatest unexplained phenomena of the modern world. it's amazing how a completely depressed and suicidal female can be transformed into a positive, rejuvinated and empowered individual just hours after being let loose into a shopping mall. to hell with all the shit about how there's-more-to-life-than-material-goods; people can sit around in lotus positions for years and confess to never finding the real meaning of Life, but spending a few hundred $$$ in 2 hours? now -that- is the real deal. and anyone who tells you it's impossible to feel empowered from a few shopping bags is obviously deluded, and/or male. and the two, of course, are by no means mutually exclusive.

anyway, what's spurred this bout of ditziness is a happy shopping spree! actually it started on friday, picked up on saturday, and peaked on sunday, so it's almost like a triathalon of sorts- except that the only running is to the cashier, the only breathlessness is in finding the Perfect Buy and the only pain is in the pocket! plus it's all conducted in aircon too! and, as any serious shopper would attest, 3 days of shopping is probably equivalent to a triathalon in terms of the amount of exercise you have to do, so really, i don't see what's there to lose!

well actually friday started off rather disappointingly because after chem i was all psyched up to do some serious spending, what with having been practically cooped up at home for the past few weeks and accumulating pocket money and birthday money and whatnot in my wallet. anyway, something had to be done about that! but after scouring zara and forever21 and fox and mango and topshop and like almost the whole of wisma, we discovered there was nothing worth buying! in fact it seemed like the only things that were being sold were plain t-shirts and tank tops and frilly miniskirts and strappy sequinned tops. and we all know strappy sequinned tops are only good for people who actually have boobs to hold them up and miniskirts are only good for standing around and looking pretty and both of them can also only be worn by gorgeously tall and hot models with perfect figures and neverending legs. in other words, that doesn't sound like me :p so yeah, ho-hum and pissing it was!

luckily though, shopping woes were forgotten because of saturday and sunday, during which i managed to spend something like 300 bucks, although only half of which was mine, and the other half was from the instant ATM also known as the dad. haha! so now i'm feeling contented and have had my faith in the human race restored :) which of course is vital information for everybody, especially those of you who've actually read through this whole long and draggy blog post!

oh i watched war of the worlds yesterday, and it SUCKED majorly majorly! unless you're really into tom cruise or you're like a paedophile who likes to perv on little girls like dakota fanning, then you'll probably find that the movie is just one helluva draggy substandard sci-fi outing. the only good thing is the special effects, which were pretty cool, but there's like a limit to how long they remain so after 2 hours of continuous exploitation. plus it doesnt help that steven spielberg turned the whole thing into a shitplot of a show, with the most anti-climatic and abrupt endings i've seen recently. it was such a horrifying waste of my time that i had this strong urge to throw popcorn at the screen at the end of the whole thing. DON'T WATCH IT!!! if you must, watch a pirated vcd of Bring It On like 100 more times, but don't don't don't pay money to watch this dud of a movie :p

hello world!

(am feeling a bit ditzy now so if there's an unexplained burst of bimbo-dom later on i'll have to be excused because i've made the effort to write a qualifier here and therefore it's not exactly unexplained so there)

CTs are over, FINALLY! yay :) so i guess now the holidays which never really were can actually officially begin :) although i have to say that this time CTs weren't as stressful as expected, which i suspect must be due in part to furious SMSes during the holidays....

anyway, i am in an extremely buoyant and happy and cheery and bouncy mood right now! and i wonder why too, considering how just yesterday i royally screwed my chem paper... oh wait actually that last statement would be a false representation of my state of screwdom, because obviously i didn't just get owned by chem alone but rather everysingledamnsubject! i believe too that i have set a new record in time taken to finish a paper, because i finished an average of half an hour to an hour earlier than i was supposed to for ALL the papers. and in case you're wondering how that can be a bad thing, it is when you take the extra time at the end of the paper to be inversely proportional to the amount of questions that were attempted at the start. who said math and philosophy never mix?!

heehee oh and after watching initial D i have concluded that jay chou is indeed as fugly as previously thought, and edison chen is like the asian version of the superfluous cooly-brooding-but-otherwise-unimportant brad pitt character. almost a 10 on the scale methinks! which means that today is an ExtraSpecial day because the last time we nearly had a 10 i was swooning over some coffeebean bar guy, who, incidentally, has reappeared Behind The Counter and has somehow been drastically diminished in hotness and drool-worthy-ness and sexy-voice-ness :p in fact i have to admit he almost has the so-called construction worker look which yakky coined for my purported semi-cute delifrance eye candy. bad news for me but, well, who needs cute coffeebean servers huh!