Anyway, 3\6, I booked the pit, and it's not on the 17. Look carefully here! It's on the 18, Tuesday. Laaaaaaaaaa..

After scads of weeks, I'm back here! Laaaaaaaaaa...
I didn't manage to post about my past happenings, but nothing to really bother about. I can't even recollect whatever that has happened.

In any case, with vague recollections about last week's happenings, I can only recall that I had my first Chemistry tuition with Janet, also Anne's tutor. She came late due to the awful weather. It was pouring Jeans and Jeans. Tuition was pretty much of a relief though it lasted for two solid, uninterrupted, unalloyed hours. My next session was initially scheduled on the following Tuesday. But Janet pushed it backwards to Thursday. Fortunately, I managed to change our appointment to Friday. The whole world only seems to be available on Thursday. My appointment with Nabilah was initially planned on the Thursday too, but my optician rang me up and brought my appointment with her to Thursday. How coincidental. Cursed. Whatever it is, nothing can everrrrr come between my date with Nabilah! Ha ha ha. So, then, I have decided to go out with Nabilah on Thursday in the afternoon, and on Saturday too. Woohoo! Oops, where am I? Ooh, I went out with Siska last week too. We checked the BBQ pit and it was a total waste of our time. Then we headed off to Vivo City. Boy, did we have a great time together! We shopped, shopped, shopped. We got ourselves a couple of stuff. So delightful. Ahhhhh..


What's up this week? Hmm..
Tomorrow:

Turn up for my appointment with my optician.
Tarry with Nabilah.
Tomorrow's tomorrow:

Tuition.
Tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow:

Out with Nabilah at night!
Probably to my mom's place.
Tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow:

Meet up with my mom.


How about next week?
Get BBQ stuff.
Class BBQ.
Family's chalet.


Wait. Apart from all these, I have to meet up with NCC main 8. Weeeee have to discuss about next year's Open House! I need to prepare our proposal already. Not forgetting about our March camp, if you guys are in for it, that is. Have to draft it up too. Oh please, spare me.


Raaaber-daaber-dumbee-duck-dum, you.

Those hidden words behind your face,
they speak the truth of your woven lies.
Those false smiles that you portrayed,
sent me straight to a city of delusion.

Thursday, 15 November

Right after school yesterday, Albin reminded me to meet Ms Wong for the amendments needed to be made for our camp itinerary. I rushed Albin to get up there fast, but at the same time, I really wanted to stay put in the canteen to.. Sorry Albin, if i made you mad because of that. Ms Wong took the whole afternoon to instruct me on the amendments, so I, alongside with Siska, swiftly transported ourselves down to the canteen, wondering if Qayyum was still around. But no, he was at central, so both of us traipsed to central in the torrid heat.

Off we went to Tampines Mall to grab our lunch at LJS. Then..

It was rather early when all of us parted. So, while Siska was had her siesta, I laid in a daze, speculating what upcoming untoward misfortunes would befall on me. Very soon at 2000 hours, I met up with Siska at 7-eleven before we headed off to the big stairs to meet Syafiqah. I finally saw her, like totally! I miss Syafiqah. Hurray.

Siska and I went round looking for water balloon materials before we went up to Timothy's house to collect our files and books we left with him that afternoon. We apparently just lugged our files all the way to Qayyum's house. It may have been at night, but we were as if walking in an engine of a plane. We sat under Qayyum's block and prattled for a while and Qayyum hollered that he is hot as a dare. Someone yelled at him to shut up in return. Siska flagged for a cab and Qayyum just walked me to central as I thought that sending me home would be too much of an imposition.

Generally, that day wasn't a good day, apart from Siska and Qayyum's company.


Past has passed, and gone.
You threw me away,
and worn me out.
What is left behind,
are merely words that kept are inside.

Seriously speaking, nothing is turning out right. So forget it luh, yeah? Just..forget it.

Is it something or something? It's like catching time or what? Jamal was talking to me about NCC White Water Rafting, Xuan Da and Aslam talked to be about NCC and my grades on MSN. Now, Alexander is messaging me, asking about NCC. Good lord, NCC stuff is clogging my puny brain.

Wednesday, 17Th October:

Question of the day:
How not to start a post abruptly?


Well, dear me had to do my NCC camp's proposal solely with a little bit of information provided by Ms Wong and few of the girls. Good heavens, I spent nearly five hours on my proposal and I have to admit, it was not of good standard. Crummy, you can describe it. Hey, after all, that was my first attempt ever! Due to that, I was granted with only four miserable hours of slumber. Albin Lye, listen good, thank you for your help, ha ha.


Thursday, 18Th October:

Forthwith after school, Siska accompanied me to look for Ms Wong, but nah, she was not in school. So I imposed Mr Choo by requesting him to hand the proposal to Ms Wong. Gee, Mr Choo also reckoned that my proposal was a bad attempt. The rest of my afternoon was spent with Siska! Heh(:


Hmm, in retrospect, I suppose I have attended two camps this year. NCC March camp and Spec Course. As the saying goes, "A good time was had by all." I had not went for OBS or Senior Spec Course, or I would have many camps this year. Two more coming up next, if you would have considered White Water Rafting as a camp. I do look forward to it, of course, but it clashes with our structured program. Three days of the structured program will be missed. A pity.


Quote of the day:
By not studying hard, you will live a lifetime full of regrets.

Jean!

It is so typical of bloggers to post how long they have not been updating their blogs. Get what I am implying? Then the next thing, another frequent sentence that has been appearing in blogs lately, suggesting how tough those examination papers were and how thankful and relieved they are now that the examinations are all over. Hmmm..

So, let me get down to more serious blogging?

As far as my memory could stretch, I can only pick up bits of events of yesterday. I was naturally pleased, like all other victims of post-examinations. If I was not, then I may be suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder or something. Anyway, Anne was badgering me to leave school, so we pulled Siska and Syafiqah along. Unfortunately, Syafiqah decided to head home first, before returning back to school. The three of them all had activities in school in the early afternoon.

Nevertheless, Siska, Anne and I practically ambled down to Downtown East. Grabbed our breakfast at Burger King and then sauntered around at Downtown before heading off to the beach. Just before we could settle down in a shady spot, an Environmentalist, we assumed, approached us. She complimented the beach, yet also kept mentioning how much rubbish the beach contains. We find her nice though, I just reckon so, not knowing why. We moseyed along the beach under the blistering sun, well, at least to me. Moments later, we decided to return back to school. I cannot recall why, but Siska just started kicking a coconut. Who knows who suggested that we kick the coconut back to school. So we did. It was extremely fun, and of course, we took a long time to reach school. Hurdling obstacles and bearing the sweltering heat. Siska and Anne saved the coconut, but I had not save the coconut, not even once. Ha ha. There was also once when Anne retrieved the coconut which rolled down the slope just opposite school. That was hilarious. We even 'planted' the coconut just outside school, below the name of our school. Ha ha ha! What a day. Heehaw.


Now as I announce the fall of dusk,
my delicate heart has quietened down.
I drew the curtains of my eyes,
while I queued for slumber land.
Awaiting for a dream to appear,
yet a nightmare was indeed arriving.
I awoke with an instilled fear,
and swirled away from reality.

Dream is an urge, nightmare is a fear.

What is wrong with you, Jean?!?!?!

Okay, Muslims are away for their dinner and I have no Muslims to talk to. Apparently, the people I was talking to just now were all Muslims. So..

I reckon that being single is the best! You know why? So I can play around with guys, right, right, right? Can mingle around with all sorts of guys, flirt with them, seduce them, for devil-may-care. I know all these are impeccable. Whatever I said are bound to be appropriate. It would carry applauding cachet. Behaving coquettishly pleases guys and annoys girls, for all I care.

All right, I have just squealed and ranted gibberish, abracadabra, gobbledygook, hocus-pocus, mumbo jumbo, and Greek. I guess I feel much better now! Mind my words, please.

I am a lousy blogger, hah. Yes, in the sense that I am unable to organise my posts satisfyingly. Let me at least try to recall events that happened the day before today. Apparently, I have a memory like a sieve. Looking into my mind..

Thursday, 13Th September:

Albin was to meet me in my class at 0650 supposedly. Despite knowing that being a little late is his practice, I still hotfooted to school, somehow or rather. As I had anticipated, Albin was about ten minutes late. Ending abruptly..

Goodness gracious, I only have nebulous impressions on what happened, but I distinctly remembered about my few minutes stint reciting my typewritten speech. Just as Arian had closed her speech, I stood up right away. I feel more at ease that way, standing before being told and adjusting to the spectacular view of the class, lol. I approached Irfan as he was sitting smack-bang in front of the position where we have to stand for speech. I waited as Miss Tan was talking. I began putting forth my speech with "A lovely good morning to Miss Tan and my fellow classmates" and thereupon. the class chortled, perhaps guffawed. I know luh, moronic right, but at least it's a tad different from others.


Friday, 14Th September:

Let's see, well, there was a pattern today, in a way. Timothy was fiddling with Alfred's Rubik's cube when Miss Tan decided to confiscate it. Then i think whichever teacher seized Wilson's cube from Alfred. Alfred's calculator was also taken away. Uh, ignore that. Just something to giggle about as it re-enacts in my mind.


HHHHUUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGGRRRRRRYYYYYYY!

Xuan Da said "Never give yourself the chance to prove yourself wrong. Give yourself some chance to shine."

I still can't get over these and such. FFFFAAAAAIIIILLLLLLUUUUUURRRRRRREEEE luh Jean. I have many, and I emphasize on the word 'many', assignments left undone. One pile of work still waiting for me on my desk. I am trying to do my speech, but god knows what is the correct format. Actually, I wanted to do on the topic 'Arts', but it is rather general to me, so now I have decided on 'Gambling'? I have my brief draft done.

Even encouraging people requires skills. I mean, come on luh, you got to understand whether the person you're encouraging takes it the hard way or a softer way. How could you do that to her? Even I can encourage her better than you do.

"I'm not the competitive sort, especially when it comes to NCC matters. Because I love NCC, so shouldn't I wish well for my unit instead? I see others' capability, yet I failed to see mine. I want the very best for my unit, so I have discarded my wants."

My failure to turn up for the course, I hope, hadn't caused any inconvenience.

I must have been such a fool. I am sorry, Jean, so sorry.

THERE ARE SOME PROBLEMS, SO THE POSTS HAVE SWAPPED POSITIONS(:

Reproach me all you want, I've foreseen that all these approaching. I have mustered preparations, mentally, to withstand questions, doubts, disappointments bombarding me. For a spur of moment, I deeply realised that my commintment towards NCC these years is wasted just in a bat of my eyelid. It dawned on me how selfish I was, and I didn't put the consequences into consideration. Am I being too serious about this issue? Anyway, part of my converstion with Hadi..


hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
all of us do really feel for you
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
because you missed the course

hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
yes, but i think in our eyes you're still a gd leader
Jean says:
nah, you don't have to console me
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
hmm, alrighty

hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
oh alrighty
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
mutuals were really difficult u noe
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
like, have procedures
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
and then we have to teach them step by step
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
and sir joshua was in charge of me
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
the sirs in charge were really alright
hadi "yay im staff sergeant but im hungry, sigh.." says:
the sea district CLTs were the ones who were fiercest
Jean says:
oh, i've heard about the Sea District CLTs too


Yeah, kind of like that. Then Randy, from Bendemeer Secondary, who was in the same platoon as Hadi and Latifah.


Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
lol
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
Btw do U remember Nabil
Jean says:
yup, why?
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
He is plathoon best


Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
No la the stupid SEA CLT and spec
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
request the IC to report so many time strength
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
for one debrief it took us about one and a half hour
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
And the acting CO keep on calling the CSM to report over and over again because some ppl move
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
SO both EAST CLT and SPEC are freaking piss off
Jean says:
well, after all, you guys were attending SSC
Jean says:
of course the standard must be there
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
Is not about the standard
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
how shall I put it.......
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
Because we are kinda late so we are in a rush
Jean says:
put away the anger, at least you got your rank(:
Jean says:
anyway, who took your platoon?
Randy pledge not tobe enthu in NCC till end of year exam is over says:
JC


I shall fish out more, gee.. Jean oh Jean.

The Blog Keeping Rules:

1. Each blogger must post these rules first.

2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post
there rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog 8 stupid facts about yourself.

First, fact one, Jean did not turn up for her Senior Spec Course.
Second, fact two, Aku tak jambu\ Tak jambu, aku.
Third, fact three, Jean just received Aqil, Xuan Da and Irfan's messages.
Forth, fact four, Jean dreamt that she was a murderer of many dregs of humanity.

Fifth, habit one, I like to flip the pages of my New Testament (I love the material).
Sixth, habit two, I can't resist to touch my cellphone with damp fingers.
Seventh, habit three, I hug a baby pillow to sleep instead of a bolster.
Eighth, habit four, I love to fidget with my piercings.

I pick..eight random people to do this.

All right, the above is dedicated to SOPHIX'S dearest Cheryl.

Tuesday, 4Th September 2007:

Well, I had Chemistry lesson that day, from 1300 to 1700. Before that, I lunched with Timothy at Downtown East. Only then, Timothy realised that his glasses were snoozing at home. Right after our meal, we headed back to his house to retrieve his glasses before going to school.

Like forever, Chemistry extra lessons aren't really that beneficial. It was rather lax, but nonetheless, it's always awesome to be granted a break, especially when we had half an hour off. Anne, Xuan Jie, Alfred, and I, went to get some refreshments. Great, right after our lovely break, we had to work on an exercise. That's also when friends come in handy, heh. I went to Xuan Jie's bench and John, Alfred were copying too. When they went up to Mr Mahathir for some explanation, I went to Alex's seat, beside Shayne since Alex was at my place with Anne, Timothy and Wilson.

Let me see.. Timothy, Irfan, Alex, Dennison, Desmond, Shayne, Alfred, and Jun Ming played basketball. Wilson, Anne and I were there to watch. Did I leave someone out? Seems like it, but don't care two hoots.



Wednesday, 5Th September 2007:

AMath extra lesson. Nothing else carries much interest. I was sick, and it got worse at night.



Thursday, 6Th September 2007:

I was like dying on my bed when.. Haryani messaged me in the morning. I told Albin I won't be there with them, but he didn't bring his phone. And I guess that must be the reason why I held them up. Then Hadi messaged me like at seven. A vague impression that someone called my house and Hadi rang me up thrice, but I was so soundly asleep, as if I was dead. I peeled myself awake because I had to reply Hadi's message or they may get to HQ late. I feel really, extremely, remorse as I kept the rest waiting. It's like, due to me being ill, I missed a great opportunity and such. I wasted a slot and may have let down some people. I felt so guilty when people asked me why am I not in camp and stuff. Whatever it is, I hope that the other nine can pass out as Staff Sergeants. Well, I am sure they can. A pity I can't see the others from Spec Course and whatever other NCC activities. Sorry, once again, to keep the rest waiting.

Everything is in a mess right now. Why is it difficult to decipher your thoughts? I don't like things to fall in place this way. Nevertheless, I will try to change myself for the better. Too many things have been taking place lately. Much words left untold.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha(:
I am delighted!

What is wrong here, this bbbblllloooooooggggggg?

*Watched Hairspray
*Bumped into Norris and Ashley Faiz Lee Shi
*Lost my beloved two-dollar note
*Attended AOH Day One

Friday, 31st August 2007:

I think I better start an Old Gran's Tale.

This very morning, as I was walking to school, I saw Alfred, like miles in front of me. In class, I had to teach\show\demonstrate Albin Hormat with my dad's mini M16 rifle. Well, it is a lighter actually. Then we had our morning assembly and stuff, after which, Siska accompanied me to look for Mrs Koh to inquire about the Colour Awards. Like nobody knows much, so she just told me to wait for announcement. Siska and I tumbled down to 3\6's corridor and sat. Alfred and I were literally bullying Timothy. Fun. For I wonder what reason, Sec 3 had to start off last. What a scenic walk I must comment. Marvellous.

Mr Ong welcomed us upon our arrival. I think Boyfriend should spend more time with Girlfriend. I watched the games alone, awesome. I had to be dismissed earlier and went to change into my No. 3. Siska, Alex and I then headed to the Staff Room and took out EMath test. Okay, that paper ground all my brain juice out. I salute. After the paper, I was walking back to class when Mr Neo hailed out to me "Eh, hall people, come now!" and I was like uh oh, my recess break. I went in, i-love-chicken uh, not many Uniformed Groups were there. Well, to be specific, apparently, St. John's were the only ones that were present. I walked out and back to the classroom, rushed here and there, getting my badges up, then scrammed back to the hall. Fortunately, Nadzirah and I arrived in the nick of time. Mr Neo man-screeched at the rest behind us.

Finger flick to our award ceremony. It's like my first in Pasir Ris Crest as I didn't turn up for the NYAA Ceremony 2007. Heh. I almost dozed off during Mr Ong's long-drawn speech. Surprisingly, my heart wasn't racing. I felt nothing slamming against my chest. I thought I would be nervous although I had done few of such in Loyang Primary. KS was ahead of me. He received the Individual and Team award, which I thought, Ahmad should have been given the chance to represent NCC Boys to receive Team. A pity Mrs Koh did not know, or else it would have been Ahmad that was in front of me. Never mind about that, small issue.

I went back to sit behind the class and Jun Ming was on my right. It was tiring to sit in the No. 3 skirt luh. Gee. It was so boring and Zafran, Jun Ming and I were talking about NPCC No. 1 uniform and their badges. Apart from Jannah, I saw Kai Wei, and of course some others. Jannah and Kai Wei(: