Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Ever wondered why I got a level position of 98(within top 120 of the level) and A2 for Science but never once chose, of even considered taking Triple Science? I assure you, my comment was not meant to me humorous or sarcastic. I really, truly, undeniably could not understand a single word of whatever was going on about the centre of gravity. Don't bother trying, you won't succeed.
Well, the thing is, I can't do Physics. I will not say I SUCK at physics because SUCK is too light a word to be used. When i say I cannot do Physics, I mean it. It is not because I cannot relate the formula to the question, or because I did not bother trying to understand the topic. Believe me, i tried and I failed. The sole reason why never once considered taking Physics(even though like maths, it is easy to score) is because it has nver once made any sense to me and I have never been able to understand its complicated concepts. In my mind, physics is just plain commom sense twisted into complicated *cough!*crackpot*cough!* theories made to look professional when in fact, who doesn't know that you will fall when you jump off a table edge?
That day in church, our class teachers were trying to explain some concept/thoery and the analogy they used, unfortunately for me, was physics. They were trying to explain, in simple terms, how the length of the roots of a tree affects the centre of gravity. According to the theory, when the tree is short and the roots are small, the centre of gravity is low and the tree can support itself. When the tree is tall, buit the roots remain small, the centre of gravity shifts higher and the tree is now unable to support itself. I know I may sound like I understand the thoery, but in truth, it is just a bunch of gibberish to me. It does not make any sense to me at all. I cannot imagine a centre of gravity, or 50m tree with short roots.
My friend then tried to re-explain it to me(since the rest of the class could understand. I know, sad isn't it?) using a human analogy:
When you stand on both feet, its a lot easier to stand than standing on one foot right?
Now I'm not syaing the analogy was lousy, but because of my ultimate incompetence in physics, I replied, "But you don't grow any taller right?" At that response, my friend gave up and shouted, "NEXT!!!"
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Why is it so easy for some people to fall asleep at say, 11pm at night when they woke up at 9am that morning and even had a 2 hour nap in the afternoon? I really envy them.
I don't fall asleep so easily.
Instead, I am the kind who has to purposely tire myself out so that I can fall asleep once my head hits the pillow. If I exert too little energy during the day, I won't be able to fall asleep even if I woke up at 6.30am that morning. It takes me ages to get to slumberland.
This problem stays with me overseas as well. When everyone in the coach is using every free moment to catch up on sleep, I struggle to keep myself awake, because I know that even if I sleep for an hour, I won'[t be able to sleep that night.
Insomnia is the worst feeling ever. Your mind feels tired, your eyes feel tired, you want to lie down and get some well deserved rest, but someh0ow you can't because your body refuses to. And then the next day, your body complains that you get too little sleep. It refuses to let me sleep, then it sends me fatigue to tell me that I need more sleep. What is this?
So if you catch me falling asleep in class, it's not my fault. I can't help it. And don't tell me to take a nap in the afternoon, it'll only worsen the condition.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Heaps of people have said that the best and closes friends you will have in your life are the ones you make in secondary school. Those in primary school drift away sooner or later and fade out of the picture. it is your secondary school friends who will be there for you.
That on top, my fellow friends, it utter crap.
Who says so?
So far I have made it to Sec 3, and I am still in CLOSE contact with my primary school friends. Sure, we don't call each other that often, but we're still close, and chummy. We try to meet during holidays, and we keep ourselves updated on everyones lives. I never have to try to please any of them because they understand my personality and character, they know me INSIDE OUT. They respect me for who I am, and I am never ashamed of telling them anything about me. I never have to worry about whether they think I'm weird because they accept me for who I am and I know I can trust them. That's from a friendship 7 years old.
Maybe its because of our ancient bonds, maybe its because of our childhood innocence. But I'm sure, that they will stay my best friends for as long as I live.
On the other hand, although I've made good friends in secondary school, somehow, I'm not as close to them as my friends in primary school. There's always a certain distance, a certain gap that even though I know them well, and although they accept my ecentricities, I'm still not able to trust them fully. In friendship, I value respect and acceptance the most. Apparently, it is the most nonexistant of all the values.
It was in Secondary School that I was exposed to hypocrites, backstabbers, and some minor office politics(in our case, CCA). If you did not learn to defend yourself, you got kicked out, period. I learnt, that in the cruel world outside, respect, loyalty and trust did not exist. Even though I refused to believe that, I did not want to take any risks. It grew harder and harder to trust a person, much less really befriend one and call her my best and closest friend. All the stereotype clique people do not, or rather, CANNOT accept anyone just a tiny bit different from them. They can't live with change, they can't adapt. They can't even try their best to respect a person for who he/she is. I an utterly disgusted.
How many close friends have I got in Secondary School? Answer, 1.
How many close friends have I got in Primary School? Answer, 3.
There you have it. Who says the best friends you'll make are from Secondary School? That is utter nonsense. It is certainly not true, not for me anyway.
And I've told all of you how much I HATE those act-cute, act-cool people. I don't envy them, and I am certainly not jealous. On the contrary, I pity them for leading such a sad, stereotype, disillusioned life. To me, they all look like factory products, each having their own differences, but all wanting to look the same, act the same, even THINK the same.
I was in the toilet of Hougang mall today, and I saw a group of REALLY act cool girls standing in front of the mirrors, blocking others' way and preening themselves ineffectively. They were laughing and talking loudly(spoiling the reputation of qing shao nian, migh I also add) and dressed in the very typical "i-want-to-be-cool" outfit of uber-short shorts, long loose/tight T shirt and a belt (Me: "eww...") I was so disgusted by their behaviour that when I stepped out of the toilet, I rolled my eyes at them. I hope they saw it.
I can't stand it anymore! What is wrong with these people? Why do you have to try so hard to look cool when being cool is all about being yourself? In fact, they absolutely do not look cool. They look like they're trying WAY too hard to look nice, to fit into the crowd and to run away from the person that they really are. Is that cool? I don't think so.
Monday, August 13, 2007
I have been trying to do a bit of catching up on my sleep because on Monday night I lost a fair bit of it. I was trying to copy notes for Bio because I was going to have my Bio test the next day(Tues) and the topic that needed a lot of studying was Transport in Humans(which is the human circulatory system).
Don't ask me why, but whenever I start reading about blood, or even hearing about it, my hands literally turn into jelly. It becomes so weak that I can barely grip my pen. I can't write, and I can't even clench my fist. Because I was copying some stuff on how red blood cells squeeze through the narrow lumen of thje capillaries, the stupid information on blood made my hands so weak I couldn't write for half an hour and that was a lot of time wasted I can tell you. I could have finished studying in that period of time but instead, I was craddling my hand and trying to squeeze some strength into it.
Needless to say, I had to burn the midnight oil again to cover the whole chapter. And to add on to that I had PE AND jogging earlier that day and I was already zonked out. So I studied my notes from 11pm to 1.30am because for 80% of the time, I actually fell asleep. It was not a pleasant experience I can tell you. I was so exhausted, all I wanted to do was pull the covers over my head and go to sleep. It was agony trying to stay awake...
I never want to burn the midnight oil again. I don't know how some people can do it but i am just not suited for it.
Friday, August 10, 2007
National day yesterday wasn't that interesting to me. Probably the only fun thing I did was go out for DimSum lunch with my cousins at Clarke Quay. I love that place by the way, the place is such a fun mix of vintage and modern, east and west. And if you're wondering whether I watched NDP or not, well, no, I didn't. I've never liked parades, whether its NDP or not, so I spent my National Day '07 just like how I've spent it over the past few years -- at the computer, more specifically, playing Audition.
ISNT THIS DOG CUTE??? I saw this cute little doggie when I was walking into the lift lobby of my block. I don't know what breed it is, but its suepr friendly! It didn't even flinch when I bent down to snap a shot of it. Just one shot, and it turned out so good!I've got my mock piano exam(PRACTICAL!!!!!) this Sunday to see what the piano there is like. 2 years ago when I went for my Grade 5, the stupid Christofori piano totally SUCKED! When I tried to play soft, it gave me loud. When I tried to play loud, it gave me soft. How on earth am I supposed to do dynamics when you give this kind of piano? But I've been a really good today to do some intensive piano revision on my scales and arpeggios, and I must say, practice really helps! I wish I'd practised more earlier... However, as you all know, I am the last-minute type. Never panicking until the last minute, then I rush like mad and miraculously manage to finish what I'm supposed to do. :D
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Our new sofa cover is here!!!!! It's basically orange with coloured stripes and even comes with matching cushion covers. After my mum had fully fitted the thing on our sofa, I looked at it and thought, "Wow. This looks retro." Pics are here!!!
STRIPES!!!!I went out the entire day yesterday. I feel freaking guilty because my piano teacher scolded me in the morning for my below-standard scales and arpeggios and I just went out and enjoyed myself for the rest of the day.
I have been crazy over hats recently. At first I bought one so I could block out the sunlight since Singapore is so SUNNY. But then I realised that berets look so cool! On the plus side, it isn't a trend in Singapore, so if I wear one out, I'll be INDIVIDUAL! No one else will be having the same look as me! Also, I think berets make people look artistic and mysterious... o.0 On the down side, people STARE. Which is pretty bloody rude of them. Sorry for the language but, well, it's true.
I almost screamed in delight when I saw Billabong store in taka that had rows and rows of berets! I rushed in to check out the designs and when I actually spotted one that wasn't too sloppy yet casual, I tried it on to see how it would look. You know what?! I think the reason why no one actually WEARS hats in Singapore is because all the hats I saw were ridiculously OVERSIZED. I don't blame the people for not buying them seriously. I left the store with disappointment. I AM GOING TO GET A HAT AND IT IS GOING TO FIT ME. I will, believe me, one day.
Oh yes. Can all who actually bother to read my blog tag, please? So I'll know who came here. Thanks.
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