A Summer afternoon in Schwarzsee

Friday, September 24, 2004
// The mat

Oh man! I can finally blog! My computer (or rather Blogger's WYSIWYG editor) conked up. Hehe. Yeah, yeah, blame it on blogger. I got back my chem pract today. Woohoo. I didn't screw up that badly on the QA part after all. It was the kinetics question that killed the entire chemistry cohort.

The question wasn't clear. (So its not my fault, nor yours, neither is it yours, sir.) Its Cambridge's fault. Oh well, you see, teachers in SAJC aren't exactly the most hardworking. The kinetics question was a 1985 A level question.

Haha. Wierd how the students always blame the paper instead of their lack of knowledge on that subject.

Oh oh oh oh. Muthiah told me this joke yesterday. (you need to understand Malay to get the joke)

So there was this man with a whole brain. He was rowing a boat whilst singing,
"Row, row, row your boat,
gently down the stream,
if you see a crocodile,
don't forget to scream"
And God decided that his man was too smart. So God removed half his brain. His song became,
"Row...row...row..your..boat...."
Still too smart, so God had another half of his brain removed. His song became,
"row.......row...............roww......."
Oh, this man was farrr too smart. So God had all of his brain removed. His song became,
"Dayong sampan..."


(get it, get it?) The guy became a mat lahhhhh.. Muthiah was surprised I didn't bash him up after he told me the joke.


-published at 6:39 PM.



Tuesday, September 21, 2004
// Empty

Received part of my results today. I am disappointed with my maths results, particularly my F Maths. I was banking on an A. But now, to get an A, I have to get 84.5 marks for paper 2, which is mechanics and stats. Hmm. Dream on girl.

Chemistry, I'm still praying for an A. Physics, I'm gone. Maths C, sigh, still an A nonetheless, but just not good enough. In a class like mine, a sub ninety mark would never be good enough.

God help me.

Was surfing through UK universities with Marcus in class just now (after an amazing game of pikaball, hehe). We were asking each other where we would go after our As, what to study, where to live, etc. Haha. Nice guy lah Marcus. If only I had his brains.

If only.


-published at 3:22 PM.



Sunday, September 19, 2004
// Say a little prayer.

I just finished doing up my sister's blog for her (again!). Gah. I'm itching for a new one myself. Wait. Wait till I get some inspiration.

I spent today like I would any Sunday. With the huge exception that I don't have to study today. Well, actually, I should be starting revision for A levels right? What do you think I am? A robot? Haha. I gave myself the day off today.

Went to visit my grandmother today. Last week when my mother visited her at the nursing home, the nurses said that my grandmother has a mild stroke. The person I saw lying on the bed looked nothing like the grandmother I knew. She was weak, frail and helpless. Ten years ago, she was able to stand on her own two feet. She picked me up from school everyday, without fail. She was able to go down to the provision shops to do grocery shopping. She was able to climb a flight of stairs everyday, when we lived in the double storey flat. Now, she's bed-ridden, dependent on nurses to clean her, bathe her, feed her.

Of course I am deeply saddened. I am exceptionally attached to her because of the simple fact that I spent most of my nuturing years with her. She brought me up. I stood by her bedside, holding her right hand. Her left hand has gone limp due to the stroke. She can now only hear through her right ear. Everything on the left, is not functioning. She speaks with a slur and can only moan if she needs help. I couldn't help but cry. I was touched by the fact that she could remember me. That was all I needed. For her to remember me.

She lost her husband to stroke, 34 years ago. I can't help but think of how we are all going to end our lives. Are we going to end it being sick? dependent? doing something we love? lying in the arms of our loved ones? being hit by an oncoming vehicle? We all don't know what God has in store for all of us. I know that I'll be praying for her. I'll be praying very hard for her. It pains me to see her suffering this way. My dear readers, help pray for my grandmother k?


-published at 6:55 PM.



Friday, September 17, 2004
// Breakaway

Ever felt that sense of accomplishment, that sense of satisfaction (well, somewhat like that) after you've completed something? I don't know, but I'm experiencing that right now. Today marks the end of my prelims. Had F Math Paper 2 this morning, and I just don't wanna talk about it. I thought I did ok, but I screwed up big time on a statistic question. Some question that I'm supposed to be good at. Supposed to be.

Oh well.

The girls came over to my place today to do up Linda's birthday present. We made her a little book filled with all her silly actions. Ok, maybe silly's an understatement, but she's cute la. haha. Pics are finally up!

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I haven't had this much fun for quite a long time. Really missing some people badly.
I haven't felt this much freedom, and control over my time until today. I know my results wouldn't be excellent, and I definitely have to strive harder for the As. But I'd think I'll take a day at a time. Now, all I need is a good rest and time to spend with the people I love.


-published at 8:35 PM.



Tuesday, September 14, 2004
// The disaster

I am Amylia, hear me rant.

Had Chem prac today. Oh My Goodness. It was disaster part II. O Levels was Disaster Part I.

The teachers are evil I tell you. We had 4 experiments to complete in 2 and a half hours. Silly me thought we had only 3, so I took my time on the second one, until i realised we had 4 stinking experiments to complete. That was me being the idiot at stage one.

Stage 2: Question 4 was QA. We had to add Hydrogen Peroxide to the ppt. I knew oxygen gas would be evolved, BUT i didn't write it down because I didn't test for it. HOW IDIOTIC IS THAT?!

Stage 3: I so knew we had to test for O2, but i didn't have a splint. SO HOW ON EARTH WAS I TO TEST FOR the frickin thing. I looked around and saw that Justin had a splint. I didn't see if the rest had. Hody was beside me and i didn't see any splint lying around. And so I just SHUT UP. why couldn't I have opened my frickin mouth to ask for a stinking splint?!?! OH MY GOD.

I am convinced. I am an idiot.

Oh My God.. I can't stop brooding over my stupid mistake. Thursday would say it all. Its either make or break. I have both Physics and Chem Paper 3 on thursday. F Maths Paper 2, my last and final paper on Friday. I must do well for all.

GAhhhhhhhhhhh.


-published at 6:07 PM.



Saturday, September 11, 2004
// dude, this is just wrong!

Haha. I was surfing around today and i found this picture at Mr Brown's.

Yeooow!

That's just wrong dude.

And no, I don't have anything against Rafflesians.



-published at 11:34 AM.



Thursday, September 09, 2004
//change is good

hehe. Change layout again. My goodness, I can't stand this side of myself. I'm never satisfied. Oh well, besides, today I was feeling bored after one stupid RJC FMaths paper. Gahhh. Those things can kill.

My sister keeps flooding my tagboard! Grr.

Today's been quite fruitful, i must say. Did quite a bit. Well, I hope it'll pay off. Considering all the dumb mistakes i made for FM P1. Argh.

My sister told me something that I'd think is worth mentioning here. She was reading some girl's blog. (the girl's from her school lah.) And so I saw beside that girl's name were the words "sri kencana". So I asked my sis what in the blue world was "sri kencana". And she told me it was the name for RGS's Malay Dancers. Yea, my sister's in dikir and they call themselves "sri satria". So my sis added that the bahas people didn't have a specific name, but they call the debaters "sri celoteh" haha. RGS girls do have a sense of humour after all. (ok, no offense to u ba)

Haha. My sister won't quit acting out scenes from "A Cinderella Story."

Oh well.



-published at 7:29 PM.



Monday, September 06, 2004
// screwed body clock

I went shopping with my mum on Saturday. I went to Heeren while she went to Centrepoint to get her multi vitamins. After I was done, I went over to meet her. In her basket waas two bottles of her vitamins, FOUR bottles of evening primrose oil and one or two bottles of this memory shit.

I don't know why she buys so much evening primrose oil when we still have loads at home. My sister and I don't eat it cause it stinks. (ok, there's no smell lah. Its just too much of a hassle) Then when that time of the month comes and I complain of cramps, she'll give me a long lecture on why I should eat those pills.

Ok back to my body clock being screwed. Those memory pills shit right, they're supposed to keep you alert and perhaps boost one's lousy memory. They're not meant to be eaten at night cause if you do, you'll be awake all night. I sniggered at that fact cause I never believed in this memory boosting crap. So I decided to test it out yesterday.

Not meant to be eaten at night right, fine, I ate it at 6pm. Hohoho. I didn't feel anything la, damn those pill producers. So I was studying all, enduring those stupid cramps, till the cramps got worse and I HAD to sleep. I went to bed at 9pm. And guess what? I COULDN'T SLEEP, DAMMIT! I tossed and turn through all 360 degrees, yo. Still no sign of sleepiness. I was mentally alert. (ok guys, say goodbye to coffee. Hello memory shit.)

It was pure agony yesterday. When I most needed the sleep to escape the cramps, I couldn't. So when I finally lulled myself to sleep yesterday, thinking about birds and butterflies and what nots, (I reckon that was about 11pm) my sleep was rudely interrupted by my SISTER TALKING ABOUT WATERMELONS IN HER SLEEP! GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. I attempted to talk back to her, and she replied some nonsense also. Hahaha! I switched on my phone, it was 3am. Wow, thanks man.

Then when I finally got back to sleep again, which was at about 4, I had wierd dreams. I dreamt that Ms Kwan was our chemistry teacher, Thinesh was my classmate (and had authority to enter the girls' toilet), Marcus was our new physics lecturer, Mr Wong taught us GP and he was the principal of SAJC and lectures were conducted in the cafe. Wah thanks man.

I woke up again, and it was 6am.

The next time I'm eating those pills, I'll eat them at 6am.

Scared already.


-published at 8:23 AM.



Sunday, September 05, 2004
// ouch ouch pain pain

It is a good day today. Hehehe. My sister knows why.

I hope all of you are studying hard. Just a little bit more to go and we've covered more than 3/4 of the race. A levels are merely 2 months away.

Damn. I need to study.

Whee`~ =D

This is a pointless blog entry.


-published at 3:15 PM.



Friday, September 03, 2004
//New Layout

Hey guys. Its me again. This isn't exactly one of the best I've done, but I like how it looks so far. I'll change it when I get sick of it. heh. Pixels are transient things in life, like many others. Maybe they're meant to be. Heh. -shrugs-

Oh. Oh. This layout is meant for all those people whom I've just met last year (and people whom I already know..)but the bonds forged have made such a great impact on me. Hehe. You guys know who you are. I really appreciate your friendship, all those times you guys have been there for me. We've been through snorting laughter and farting tears. (ok, ok, noone cries and farts simultaneously)

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Waduh... I must have been drunk just now. (I don't drink, its haram. hehe.) My typing is atrocious! Haha. But I hope u guys know what I mean.
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You guys are truly amazing.

Thanks guys.


-published at 1:37 PM.



Wednesday, September 01, 2004
// heheh

Yea, yea I know. I should be studying, plus I've made the all-official announcement to put my blog on hiatus. HOWEVER, me and my itchy hands just can't get off the computer. So I've decided to keep my blog alive. Its my way of keeping my sanity. And Oh, I'm just itching for a new blog design. Something cleaner, neater and whiter. Its gonna be plain, people.

Oh My God. You just won't believe what happened just five minutes ago. I thought I lost my Block Test 2 scripts. It was major mayhem for me! After frantically going thru my stuff in both rooms, and all 8 files, I still couldn't find my scripts! I thought I was going to hyperventilate. I flopped down in my chair and sat and thought for a moment. Where could those papers be?

I peered under a black plastic folder on my table and Voila! They were all resting happily on my darn table. Yeah. They looked as if they were laughing at me. What an idiot. No wonder the marks were as mediocre.

Alright, alright. Enough of cyberspace. Its getting stuffy here. I shall go work on some Maths and then, maybe, perhaps, I shall make the new blogskin happen.


-published at 9:54 PM.