Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Lots of stuff has happened but I wasn't in the mood to blog. I had German E learning(Internet learning sucks, I don't understand anything) and had to bai4 nian2 for CNY and I was out for the whole weekend. I went snoozing on Monday in my cosy comfy bed and on Tuesday I was earning money in Audition while completing the darned History(WW1) and A Math(Crap, I never wanted to take A Math, now I don't really understand it).
Here I am on a typical Tuesday night, having just re-read and re-read and re-read Pat's(My aunt's friend in Switzerland who I constantly e-mail for help on German) e-mail till I understood the Dativ thing. Then I copied and pasted the table on verbs and colour coded everything and MAXIMISED the thing(I used landscape so I could make it bigger) so I can memorise it easily for the test. It's on Thursday by the way, THURSDAY!!!!! Yes, you didn't hear me wrongly, it's in 2 days time and I haven't done anything. Oh the dreaded Deutsche Verben and Nominativ, Akkusativ, Dativ, why can't you just simplify yourselves like English and make like 10 million peoples' lives(like those in Germany, Switzerland and Austria, maybe its more than 10 million) easier?!?!
But I shall persevere, till I can speak in fluent German(I'm not aiming for perfect, I can't hit that, but at least be undersstood when spoken) and persevere way past Sec 4 to JC 2 so that when I join a tour group with all the rich taitais to Germany, I can speak to the locals there and watch their gawping faces behind my back, to think that I can actually communicate in the local language and all they're pro at is splurging on branded goods! Muahahahaha! Fine, my main objective of learning 3rd lang wasn't that... it was to make my piano life easier cuz for Theory, we have to like MEMORISE all the italian, french and german performance directions(and only about 2% is German) and I thought if I learnt the language it would make my life much easier. But then, I did NOT get into French, so I have to make do with Deutsch, not that its such a bad thing. Still, isn't Vienna the music capital of the world? Isnt Vienna in Austria? Isn't Austria German-speaking, so why are majority of the words Italian instead of German?!?!?!
Speaking of which, I have never heard of an Italian composer, russian yes, french yes, german LOTS, but no italians. I know you guys have got many great artists and painters there but thats beside the point. That was certainly not racist, if you guys think it is, which I do not think sounded like it was, I just needed to raise my doubts on the topic.
I shall change the sibject now cuz I guess its getting boring and I kinda got carried away. You know I broke a test tube in Biology practical the other day. And if you knew who my Bio teacher was you wouldn't be screaming with laughter like you probably are now, because he is like the most, or one of the most freakingly fierce and scary teachers and scold you for no reason. Once, he rolled his eyes at me when all I did was ask him how many drops of 1% copper sulphate solution to drop into the test tube because I didn't quite understand the instructions. Goodness, you get it don't you.
Well as I was saying, one fine(ok, it was boiling hot in there cuz everyone had their Bunsen burners on) Bio lesson, I was washing my test tube by shaking it to and fro with clean water inside, and I was doing it in the sink(I don't know why). Suddenly the bottom of the test tube hit the side of the sink while I was shaking it and there was this 'clang' sound. I thought I should check to see if it was broken although it didn't sound like it was, but when I looked down, "OMG!!!!!! I BROKE IT!!!! I AM SO DEAD!!!!!" I didn't really say that, but that was what I was feeling. All I said was something along the lines of, "Shoot, I broke it, now how?" Well, there was no choice was there? I had to tell the teacher, so I raised my hand, called his name a few times, and acted innocent. I said, "Umm... Mr. ***, I broke the bottom of the test tube..." I was so hoping he wouldn't ask how, cuz if he did, he'd probably scold me for being too careless. All he said was, "Ok, nevermind" Can you believe it?!?! Ahahaha. So I cleared it up, or rather he did, he didn't let me do the clearing up(I think he was super scared that I would cut myself then he'd get the blame!) So he went to put the broken test tube in the same basket where all the non-broken, good ones are, except I didn't know that, not till much later.
SO I had to get a new test tube to continue with my experiment right? I then walked over to the red basket(which now contained 2 test tubes) and I just grabbed the one closest to me and I brought it back to my bench. I then proceeded to pour some glucose solution into the test tube and iot wasn't till I finished poiuring did I realise that the glucose solution was dripping out from the bottom of the test tube. I looked at the bottom(feeling puzzled) and you know what heppened next! The test tube I grabbed happened to be the VERY ONE THAT I HAD BROKEN JUST MINUTES BEFORE!!!!! ARGH!!! And it was GLUCOSE! Its sweet, and its sticky, and now I have to clear it up with the cloth!
Yucks.
Friday, February 09, 2007
I'm be more organised in this post, like categorizing everything and all so that you can understand what I'm saying cuz I haven't been posting in a really long time and lately lots of stuff has happened.
My cra(m)py Experience.
I GOT MY FIRST EVER MUSCLE CRAMP!!! I repeat, I GOT MY FIRST EVER MUSCLE CRAMP on 8th February 2007. I've got to admit though that I'm not 100% sure it was a cramp but it sure felt and like what other people often describe cramps to be. OK so that day we had jogging under the HOT HOT SUN(*yawns, what else is new?) and Cherise(shes our Sports rep as well) didn't have Tennis traioning during jogging so she led the class to jog 2 rounds around the school. Cherise, being a sporty person with what seemed like infinte stamina, jogged at a super fast pace and even though we didn't feel as tired as last time, it was PAINFUL. Literally painful like not the tired kind of pain but more of the kind of pain when too much pressure is exerted on your foot. I thought it was normal to have this sharp ache in my calves leading down to my feet but when I stopped jogging it didn't subside, it just well, grew worse to the point where I could only limp back. I sat down, PAINFULLY, and that was when I found out I got a leg cramp. It started with this sharp ache, and it kind of enveloped the whole leg below the knee. When I sat down, my muscles felt tight like they'd contracted and refused to relax and there was this squeezing weird acute pain. It kinda went off after a few minutes when i stretched my legs and massaged them. Ok, I know you guys were expecting something mroe dramatic like me almost drowning in the pool after I jumped in and got cramp but hey, I take it as a form of accomplishment. :)
THE complaint
This, VERY COINCIDENTALLY took place on 8 February 2007 as well, except it wasn't in school, it was at the MOELC. As usual I went to the LC(language centre) for German class and reached there at about 2.10pm. When you first start 3rd lang, you're being sold a ton of foreign books(which are like over S$100 for 3-4 books?) and this name tag thing with a string to sling it around your neck(like those office passes you know). I received that in Sec 1 and I brought it all year round but even though I brought it for the whole of my Sec 1 year, I didn't even use it ONCE and neither did any STAFF tell me that I had to wear it. Hence, I didn't wear it at stuffed it as some corner of my bag, I mean, who will want to parade around the LC with your personal particulars slung around your neck unless it necessary?! IT turned out that they decided to have an impromtu rule about those tags. Everyone has to wear it to be able to ENTER AND EXIT the LC and the thing was that they didn't even tell us before hand. Naturally, most of the Sec2s to 4s(who like me, saw no need in wearing or bringing it) were scolded by the guard and warned to bring our tags. So we thought, ok fine, we'll wear it the next time round, you don't expect us to even bring it after 2 years of not needing to use it right? That wasn't the end. When I was in the LC canteen eating my "lunch" of a solitary coffee bun(ok, it was relatively big, but quite hollow too) with my friend Theresa beside me, this woman(I don't know who she was, a cleaner or supervisor or guard) came up to us and started SEVERELY and LOUDLY LECTURING us:
"Wheres your name tag?"
--me:
"why you never wear?"
--me:
"How long have you been here?"
--me: "umm 3 ?"(actually its 2, but i was too confused to think)
"Since the bookshop sold you the name tags you use it!!!! If not they sell you for what? You've been here 3 years and you still don't konw that you need a name tag!"
--me:
thinking--> PRECISELY, we've been here for 2 years and THATS WHY we did NOT bring opur tags because for the past TWO years the LC seemed to have no need for the tags whatsoever and our seniors didn't wear it either and neither did we get scolded for NOT wearing it! It is NOT our fault that we didn't wear it because you guys didn't tell us we needed to when we didn't and now you accuse us of this 'crime' when you come up with this impromptu arresting scheme?
Oh yes, did I add that all this took place in front of at least a hundred students from other schools as well? How unreasonable can she get?! It turned out that we were not the only ones who got caught but actually, many others as well. So much for justice.
My school life
I totally screwed mt math test. Really. The questions were so tedious and even though they weren't 'unsolvable' there was no time to complete all unless you've practiced so much till an algebraic equation is like 1+1+2. The chemistry test was ok... I think. It looked fairly easy but I'm sure that within those simple walls of chemical formulae, lies many many many SPECIALLY set questions and formulae for us to make careless mistakes and then we get the whole thing wrong. See, its so easy to make careless mistakes. WHAT WE NEED IS PRACTISE. And I can't say I'm going to pass my HCL test either. The story is simple to read but hard or rather IMPOSSIBLE to decipher. Its an analogy kind of story about what else, LIFE! We all got different perspectives on the story. Debbie thought it was a plant growing out of a crack in the wall. I thought it was a cactus growing out of a stone in the desert. Hannah Tay thought it was about cavemen... See? How we're going to score even a B4 for HCL I don't know. It's gonna take a miracle to revive those grades...
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