Life is a delicacy waiting to be whipped up!

Thursday, April 27, 2006 | 4:34 AM

my BELOVED Broadjumps

Wanted to entitle this post : I HATE broadjumps. But then, that would be a defeatist attitude. So, here I am saying I lurrve it and I will overcome it. Did over ten jumps, of which only one made it past 170 but I landed on my butt. I slipped on the first and landed hands and chin on the ground. OUCH. Claire said the mat was too muddy. Aced the situps (who doesnt?), sit and reach (51. yippee), incline(19.go bowling arm!) but cant do jumps. Bummer. So next time itd be shuttle and jumps. the two pronged attack of my two most feared items. Poo. Cindy, Cheej, Andy and the others wer there today. Cindy did the jumpin with me, despite her psycho ing, I still cant reach those last littlest centremetres. Feeling the pinch a little now but by tomorrow, I d be a mummy walking. And I don’t mean it landon-wise.

Actually Christie Koh s a nice tcher. She makes us undergo tremendous torture, endless draining of whatever energy we have left, causes weak legs, jellied knees, sore arms and sweat soaked shirts. She leaves no room for negotiation, gives no regard for whining and practices biasness (then again, who doesnt?). At the end of the day, I guess these ll be the memories of CPE lessons in tpjc. Mrs Koh gets an A for being a superb PE enforcer and a chattable friend. Plus she forces me to slim down

Faisal and I were bored during GP. This a song we came up with. Dedicated to a DEAR friend of ours. Lol. She who shall not be is better known simply as ‘ GENIUS’ or so she calls herself. And tis her song..
(to the tune of I am Cow)

I am Genius hear me sing
Up my head I’ve got nothing
Strike it hard and hear a sonorous ring.
Add another brain to me, what a half wit I will be
I am Genius (x2) hear me sing.

We ve got a whole song but I ll save the other verses for other posts. =)

Saturday, April 22, 2006 | 7:20 AM

Alas, the FUNBLAST at TPJC. The whole big woohaa, and the turnout, well actually I felt it was quite good. The sch was MUCH nicer than normal. As it was refreshing seeing tpjcians actually coming together and bothering, to the extent of being enthusiaistic (well, some were). Though the target group was a minority, but for our Nail Chemistry, the customers came in a ceaseless flow. HUGE SUCCESS. The bowling however, erh, to put it nicely bowling is a sport in which u need passion..not all are gifted with that passion..or interest. My applause for Shun, Jeremine, Puay Ling, Pei Yi, Alvin, Yan Xia, Claud, Cailing, and others who came to help out. I believe no matter how repelled we are to nail varnish now, today s experience was rewarding, esp when the girls walked away feeling pretty. Everyone deserves a little pampering from time to time. This life, is way too stressful. Then, there s always the silver lining. I finished my gp essay. And mum bought bacardi. And I did my pedicure. Thank God for seeing me through.

And even if the sun refused to shine,
Even if romance ran out of rhyme,
Every girl deserves pampering from time to time
And a little love dont cost a dime.

Beautiful. In His eyes. In your eyes..

Thursday, April 20, 2006 | 5:07 AM

Chem Prac 3:

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Chem Prac expt 2: find best conductor of heat: wax, cardboard or my hand?

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Chem Prac expt 1: defy gravity.

Thursday, April 13, 2006 | 6:32 AM

ATTENTION: there have been alien sightings on Earth. A mysterious glowing unidentified object (believed to be some sort of space vehicle) landed on top Tampines Safra, Singapore. The magnetic field radiation is believed to have caused 2 blackouts, resulting in the post poning of a bowling league, much to the dismay of enthusiastic league bowlers. The highlight of that night, especially, was the match whereby bowlers from TPjc would face off with Mjc. there was one bowler, however, with dubious background; it was said that that bowler might have been an escaped suspect of the MIB's. but until scientist manange to capture and dissect the creature, we cannot confirm for sure.
-extracted from the Siao Times-

alrite, but seriously, i thot the blackouts was one heck damn fun. lyk when lionel did his infamous 'gah!' and scared the daylights outta cheejeng. and our watchin final fantasy with boonhwee's psp. poor mj ppl got no entertainmt, poor us couldnt get enough breathing time amdist the laughing and crap. and at 2235, the lights finally came on, half the teams left and the operator said he had problems switching the lanes OFF. he seriously shudnt hav said tt..we all started cheonging free shots. then as if we werent already shameless enuf, we attempted STUNTS. lyk spinning house balls. lyk crazy fingerings. lyk throwing facing backwards, lyk cheej's shotput. lyk lionel and my twirl-and-throw. lyk soccer. lyk basketball. lyk cheryl bock.
no doubt. at 11 plus, we were all mad. maybe cos it was full moon last nyte, tt's why the ppl of 'Fei Ba Bai Yue kk Jiao' totally lost it. overload of lunar energy.

this morn, lionel lost his voice. cheej overslept. i had hang over of 'highness' and it didnt help tt the chem prac in the morn involved candles. alvin & i were singing birthday songs. he did handwaxing. ouch. i lighted half the box of matches. distilled bottles make good guns.
who cares. i got 1 for pw. wow. AMEN.

Thursday, April 06, 2006 | 5:32 AM

SUMMER S ETERNAL BLAZE

Melting, the world around me
Faces, of loved ones and strangers
Slowly, fading with the heat..

Never, will I forget about us.
Smiling, etched memories of friends.
Moving, times thru thick & thin, hot & cold.

Truth, time had proved me wrong
Emotions, whenever you’re around
Hope, of another day like those of our past.

Harsh, doing what is right
Concealed, my fear to face your absence
Burnt, all remains are ashes of your love.

of all things ironic, time and emotions vie for top spot. like hapiness is gone in a flash and being alone, or worse, invisible, feels as if its the longest torture ever. the saying goes, the longest distance to have existed is not the one that reaches from heaven to earth, but its when i stand next to you, and you dont know i care. your refusal to acknowledge my existance, your ignorance and oblivion. its your not doing anything that inflicts undescribable pain. and you dont even care.

but i was never living for anyone s praises. becos i ve got the greatest love ever imaginable. the one from God. its enough to sustain me. and faith shall be my strength.