Quote of the day: Love comes in too many ways to be counted.
-Unknown
I got my injection yesterday. The nurses injected god-knows-what-complicated-name medicine and fed us Polio(which taste like crap, by the way). There were two injections, each on one arm. The first one was on your right arm and I squeezed my eyes so tight that when the injection was over, I didn't even realised it. And yeah, it hurt. But not as bad as the one on the left arm, that one was really, really, really painful. Relax, I didn't cry. Just think of something you like that will take your mind off the pain. If you keep dwelling over it, the pain will overtake you. So look on the brighter side of things and relax. So here's a good luck message to all those taking the injection on Monday! Good Luck Guys! Come back in one piece, crying or not! :)
New Year went well, I received tons of hongbaos to last a lifetime. No just kidding, I got about $500, I guess? (I have a huge family and my granny is the oldest so all of my relatives come to my house during the new year period.) The Up-side is that the air-conditioning will be on because of the amount of people in the living room. The Down-side is that the place is bustling with noise and I have no one to talk to. So I am super bored. I don't really have any one in the huge family that is about the same age as me, they are either too year or too old. The teenagers hang in my granny's room, the smaller kids run around the living room and the adults gather as a group, talking their stuff. I am somewhere in between that teenager line and small kids line so I don't have a talking partner. Well at least I make myself useful by helping out in the kitchen when I'm bored. Right?
Check out this song: http://www.paramore.net/music/the-only-exception-2/
It's called The Only Exception by Paramore and it's my favourite song currently.
Love It!
20.2.10
15.1.10
Quick FYI
Quote of the day: Without discipline, there's no life at all.
-Katharine Hepburn
Just a quick FYI on what I'm working on now. I still haven't finished the post on the Batam trip-sorry it's taking so long-I'm working on the 4th MWP, editing the 5th and completing the 6th. And I'm working on the 2012 and Avatar movie reviews and a couple of ramdon posts and food recommadations. Sorry I haven't been doing News of the week or horoscope later. Will try. I promise.
Alright, hopefully we can see some of these post up by the end of next week. (I'm crossing my fingers.)
-Katharine Hepburn
Just a quick FYI on what I'm working on now. I still haven't finished the post on the Batam trip-sorry it's taking so long-I'm working on the 4th MWP, editing the 5th and completing the 6th. And I'm working on the 2012 and Avatar movie reviews and a couple of ramdon posts and food recommadations. Sorry I haven't been doing News of the week or horoscope later. Will try. I promise.
Alright, hopefully we can see some of these post up by the end of next week. (I'm crossing my fingers.)
12.1.10
Life is always unfair. Always.
Quote of the day: People living deeply have no fear of death.
-Anais Nin
Lemme do a time check first...so it's 11.30p.m. and -thank god-it's Friday. I'm in my parent's bedroom-my dad is overseas-because my room doesn't have a TV. The air con is on in a comfortable 22 degrees, I'm half watching MTV-now showing Kanye West's Stronger-and half searching for some good applications to download on my iPod and trying to sip the cold 100 plus in my hands. (100 plus at 11.20p.m. at night. Yes, I'm nuts.) I'm living the life. So you think. Just around an hour ago, I was stuck in a humid, hot room, with Maths worksheets spilled over the tabletops and my tuition teacher beside me, rattling away about numbers and ratios and decimals. I started my tuition at 8p.m., it was subjected to be at 10a.m. tomorrow morning--which I'm pretty happy about, since I sleep about 9a.m. before I wake up and the TV's showing some pretty cool shows--on a Saturday, which I'm totally cool about, since it's till 12p.m. and I can come home, take a bath and do my school homework. But then my tuition teacher called. She has some family problems that she need to handle the following day, which translates into "Can you come now?". Fine, I'll go. But that means I will have to give up the 7p.m. show on OKTO for this and Kateyko Hitman Reborn too! (I'm a weird person, if the show is already started before I watched it, I won't finish watching the program. I must watch the complete show. I'll just wait for a replay. I know, I'm weird.) So I did go to her house, which was, rather unfortunate for me, next to mine. She's my neighbour. So much for luck. Went there, had grueling tuition for 2 and a half hours. You can guess what happened when I reach home. So anyway, the reason for the title is mainly 2 things. 1) The MOE has already said that the P1s and P2s (6 and 7 years olds) won't have to take the examination. My responses: COME ON?!! What about us? Did it ever occur to them that we were once that age and we did take that exam? What about the hours of cramming the books over our heads and knocking ourselves to keep awake? I had my BEST results in my P1 and P2 period and now... 2)I was on my bus the other day and I saw this P3-about 8 or 9 years old-holding onto a N97. Nokia N97. Come on. My phone is a what? a grandfather compared to that phone. And she is so much younger then me. I suddenly came to a realization that parents these days dote their children so much, they pamper them so much, they become complete spoilt brats. No independence at all. I don't had a PSP, a XBOX 360, or whatever fancy gadgets except for my iPod. And I waited for 2 years just to get it. They, just one whimpering, one teardrop and their parents would be ushering them to the gadgets. I always carried my own bag, I never whimpered for a toy and I was always very independent. At least I know some basic life skills to keep myself alive if my parents are out or no one's home for a long period. I can cook simple stuff. Them? I'm translating this from a Chinese proverb: You eat the food that is presented to your mouth, you take the clothes that your parents give you. Get it? Everything is spoon-fed to them.
So parents, please, I have had painful experiences with younger ones once. (I don't want to talk about it. Let's just say: P1, Find Four, whimpering, crying...so on.) It seems now a days, the younger they are, the wilder they are. When we were P1, and that was not too long ago, the girl were all shy, quiet and kept to themselves. When we grow older, you get the idea. But this, the P1s and 2s and acting like us now.
STOP IT. PLEASE!
-Anais Nin
Lemme do a time check first...so it's 11.30p.m. and -thank god-it's Friday. I'm in my parent's bedroom-my dad is overseas-because my room doesn't have a TV. The air con is on in a comfortable 22 degrees, I'm half watching MTV-now showing Kanye West's Stronger-and half searching for some good applications to download on my iPod and trying to sip the cold 100 plus in my hands. (100 plus at 11.20p.m. at night. Yes, I'm nuts.) I'm living the life. So you think. Just around an hour ago, I was stuck in a humid, hot room, with Maths worksheets spilled over the tabletops and my tuition teacher beside me, rattling away about numbers and ratios and decimals. I started my tuition at 8p.m., it was subjected to be at 10a.m. tomorrow morning--which I'm pretty happy about, since I sleep about 9a.m. before I wake up and the TV's showing some pretty cool shows--on a Saturday, which I'm totally cool about, since it's till 12p.m. and I can come home, take a bath and do my school homework. But then my tuition teacher called. She has some family problems that she need to handle the following day, which translates into "Can you come now?". Fine, I'll go. But that means I will have to give up the 7p.m. show on OKTO for this and Kateyko Hitman Reborn too! (I'm a weird person, if the show is already started before I watched it, I won't finish watching the program. I must watch the complete show. I'll just wait for a replay. I know, I'm weird.) So I did go to her house, which was, rather unfortunate for me, next to mine. She's my neighbour. So much for luck. Went there, had grueling tuition for 2 and a half hours. You can guess what happened when I reach home. So anyway, the reason for the title is mainly 2 things. 1) The MOE has already said that the P1s and P2s (6 and 7 years olds) won't have to take the examination. My responses: COME ON?!! What about us? Did it ever occur to them that we were once that age and we did take that exam? What about the hours of cramming the books over our heads and knocking ourselves to keep awake? I had my BEST results in my P1 and P2 period and now... 2)I was on my bus the other day and I saw this P3-about 8 or 9 years old-holding onto a N97. Nokia N97. Come on. My phone is a what? a grandfather compared to that phone. And she is so much younger then me. I suddenly came to a realization that parents these days dote their children so much, they pamper them so much, they become complete spoilt brats. No independence at all. I don't had a PSP, a XBOX 360, or whatever fancy gadgets except for my iPod. And I waited for 2 years just to get it. They, just one whimpering, one teardrop and their parents would be ushering them to the gadgets. I always carried my own bag, I never whimpered for a toy and I was always very independent. At least I know some basic life skills to keep myself alive if my parents are out or no one's home for a long period. I can cook simple stuff. Them? I'm translating this from a Chinese proverb: You eat the food that is presented to your mouth, you take the clothes that your parents give you. Get it? Everything is spoon-fed to them.
So parents, please, I have had painful experiences with younger ones once. (I don't want to talk about it. Let's just say: P1, Find Four, whimpering, crying...so on.) It seems now a days, the younger they are, the wilder they are. When we were P1, and that was not too long ago, the girl were all shy, quiet and kept to themselves. When we grow older, you get the idea. But this, the P1s and 2s and acting like us now.
STOP IT. PLEASE!
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