Ah.
All this utter randomness at school must be affecting me. I'm becoming more random than I've ever been before.
Anyway.
I haven't come here to blab about my randomness. I've come to blab about today.
It started out normal today. Had chapel, sang songs... the like. After that I changed the answer keys for LA( I was the assistant monitor) and sat down to prepare for my LIFEPAC test.
Just like a normal day.
Things went on, with the brief interruption caused by Yu Shearn attempting to clean the toilet. I say "attempting" 'cause it took about three people to assist him in scrubbing the toilet. And no, I didn't mean to insult.
Well after I finished preparing I handed in my tattered book and wasted approximately five minutes asking the whole school whether they had a LIFEPAC Test 803 LA with them. Two minutes after asking Garrett for the test I handed it in to Sher-Mayne, who had to photocopy it. While I was hanging around and waiting Charis walked up to me and asked me what part of a rhubarb do we eat.
"Root." I answered.
"Aaaah...OK. What's an artichoke?"
"A sort of flower that we eat." I said. Then Charis asked a question I didn't know.
"What part of a cauliflower do we eat?"
"I don't know." I admitted. "Wait, I'll ask Karmen."
I turned to her, seeing that she was sitting just behind me. "What part of a cauliflower do we eat?"
"I don't know." she said.
"Then I'll ask Basil." I said. I turned to Basil. But before I could even ask the question, I had started to giggle. You see, I have a problem that just does not allow me to speak to some people without laughing first. Basil is one of them.
So while I was sniggering away, Karmen asked the question for me.
"How am I supposed to know? I hate cauliflower!" Basil said.
"Then I'll ask Jon." I said, having controlled myself. I walked up to him.
"What part of a cauliflower do we eat?"
He didn't answer.
"It's for Charis," I said, a bit uncomfortably. To prove my point, I waved a hand at her who was just standing behind me.
"I don't care." replied Jon. "I just throw it in my mouth and chew it and swallow it."
WHATTHEHECK!!!!
I burst out in giggles again. Of all witty questions, he chose this?
Lame.
We asked David. He gave the same answer as Basil: he hated cauliflower. At last we found out the long sought-after answer: it was the flower. It seemed pretty obvious after that.
Grrrrroooooooooaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn.
My hand is tired. Plus it's almost 12 pm. I have to stop now.
Good night.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
The Fireflies Domination
Fireflies.
Fireflies.
Aaaannnnd more Fireflies.
It's been all over the radio, this Owl City song. I've been hearing it two to three times a day. As a result, it's now stuck in my head almost daily.
It's not that I'm complaining. I actually like the song. I'll put the lyrics in.
Fireflies.
Aaaannnnd more Fireflies.
It's been all over the radio, this Owl City song. I've been hearing it two to three times a day. As a result, it's now stuck in my head almost daily.
It's not that I'm complaining. I actually like the song. I'll put the lyrics in.
Fireflies Lyrics
You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare
(Chorus)
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake while I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A fox trot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball just hanging by a thread
(Chorus)
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake while I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel such an insomaniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm too tired to fall asleep
To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar
(Chorus)
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I rather stay
Awake while I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake as I fell asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep
I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake while I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
YESSS!!!!!
I AM DONE WITH MY CEP!!!!
CELEBRATE WITH ME!!!!!
WOOHOO!!!!
Oh darn.
I just remembered my presentation.....
Anyways...
THANK GOD!!!!!!
CELEBRATE WITH ME!!!!!
WOOHOO!!!!
Oh darn.
I just remembered my presentation.....
Anyways...
THANK GOD!!!!!!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
How could it BE?
I'm so freaking shocked.
Someone died in a condominium last night, around 8 something.
You ask, how could I be so shocked? People die everyday. And some died in condos, too.
Well, let me tell you this: the poor man died in the very condominium I lived in.
It wasn't a murder or suicide act, if that's what you're thinking. It was more of an accident. This 64 year-old man was having a swim in the the calm serenity of the pool in the night when(no-one really knows what happened) he drowned. Mum thinks that he might have had a heart attack.
I should know. I saw his body.
It happened like this.
19th March, Friday, 9 p.m.
It started out pretty normal. Dad closed the shop, Mum decided where to go for nighttime tea, and I just followed along. We went to Penang Kopitiam's, in Parkson. After the last drop of coffee was glugged down, we went for home.
Little did we know what we would find there.
It was a normal drive home. Mum and Dad discussed the house they bought in Taman Skyline and I either sat in monotonous silence or tried to interrupt their endless discussions.
As the security guard at the gate let Dad in, I noticed flashing lights just opposite the kiddie playground. I looked closer and saw a bunch of policemen and the condo guards huddled closely together. They appeared to be talking.
"Mum, what's happening?" I asked.
"We'll find out later," she answered.
We went a little way in the parking lot to find the path we had to cross to park our car blocked by chairs.
"Want to find out what happened?" Dad asked.
"Yeah!" Mum and I answered together.
"Well, hop out. I'll join you later." said Dad, and he unlocked our doors. We were out like a streak of lightning.
As Mum and I hustled to the steps that led outdoors into the playground, I saw that the flashing lights belonged to an ambulance. People were clustered on the sidewalk. Moaning pierced the night air like claws. I could just see a stretcher with wheels lying on the ground, with someone draped in a white cloth lying on it.
Mum gasped. We caught up with a man dressed in green on the steps. Mum asked him what happened.
"Dead." the man answered grimly.
Dead?
"No way!" I whispered to myself. Then a woman kneeling next to the stretcher shifted, and I saw the dead man's face clearly.
He seemed to be sleeping. His aged face was pale, and he had a mane of grey hair. My shock and fear grew.
Dad's face popped out over the parking balcony.
'' What's happened?" he said.
"He's dead!" my mum replied. "Drowned!"
"What?!"
My mum explained as much as she knew, but I wasn't listening. I felt numbed, shocked, fearful.
We went back to our apartment. My parents were talking about the dead man, but I didn't say anything. There wasn't much to say anyway.
It's so weird. At first the day seems normal, if not boring. And then, out of the blue, it leaps at you. Someone drowns in the very place you stay. And you're numbed with shock.
It just tells me that life is unpredictable, a mystery. Who knows what you might find in the next corner?
Someone died in a condominium last night, around 8 something.
You ask, how could I be so shocked? People die everyday. And some died in condos, too.
Well, let me tell you this: the poor man died in the very condominium I lived in.
It wasn't a murder or suicide act, if that's what you're thinking. It was more of an accident. This 64 year-old man was having a swim in the the calm serenity of the pool in the night when(no-one really knows what happened) he drowned. Mum thinks that he might have had a heart attack.
I should know. I saw his body.
It happened like this.
19th March, Friday, 9 p.m.
It started out pretty normal. Dad closed the shop, Mum decided where to go for nighttime tea, and I just followed along. We went to Penang Kopitiam's, in Parkson. After the last drop of coffee was glugged down, we went for home.
Little did we know what we would find there.
It was a normal drive home. Mum and Dad discussed the house they bought in Taman Skyline and I either sat in monotonous silence or tried to interrupt their endless discussions.
As the security guard at the gate let Dad in, I noticed flashing lights just opposite the kiddie playground. I looked closer and saw a bunch of policemen and the condo guards huddled closely together. They appeared to be talking.
"Mum, what's happening?" I asked.
"We'll find out later," she answered.
We went a little way in the parking lot to find the path we had to cross to park our car blocked by chairs.
"Want to find out what happened?" Dad asked.
"Yeah!" Mum and I answered together.
"Well, hop out. I'll join you later." said Dad, and he unlocked our doors. We were out like a streak of lightning.
As Mum and I hustled to the steps that led outdoors into the playground, I saw that the flashing lights belonged to an ambulance. People were clustered on the sidewalk. Moaning pierced the night air like claws. I could just see a stretcher with wheels lying on the ground, with someone draped in a white cloth lying on it.
Mum gasped. We caught up with a man dressed in green on the steps. Mum asked him what happened.
"Dead." the man answered grimly.
Dead?
"No way!" I whispered to myself. Then a woman kneeling next to the stretcher shifted, and I saw the dead man's face clearly.
He seemed to be sleeping. His aged face was pale, and he had a mane of grey hair. My shock and fear grew.
Dad's face popped out over the parking balcony.
'' What's happened?" he said.
"He's dead!" my mum replied. "Drowned!"
"What?!"
My mum explained as much as she knew, but I wasn't listening. I felt numbed, shocked, fearful.
We went back to our apartment. My parents were talking about the dead man, but I didn't say anything. There wasn't much to say anyway.
It's so weird. At first the day seems normal, if not boring. And then, out of the blue, it leaps at you. Someone drowns in the very place you stay. And you're numbed with shock.
It just tells me that life is unpredictable, a mystery. Who knows what you might find in the next corner?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
*groans*
WHY DO I SUDDENLY HAVE THE UNCONTROLLABLE URGE TO PUNCH SOMEONE WHERE IT REALLY HURTS!!!!!!????????!!?
Monday, March 15, 2010
It's 1 'o' clock a.m.
It's 1' o' clock.
In the morning.
All my parents are asleep. I'm the only one awake now, doing my CEP. I just came here for a minute.
Mum says I'll start looking old and everything, complete with panda eyes.
Sigh.
I need some strong, black coffee.
*yawns*
In the morning.
All my parents are asleep. I'm the only one awake now, doing my CEP. I just came here for a minute.
Mum says I'll start looking old and everything, complete with panda eyes.
Sigh.
I need some strong, black coffee.
*yawns*
Sunday, March 14, 2010
CEP Links :)
Vet
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterinary_medicine
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterinarian
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veterinary_school
- http://www.a2zcolleges.com/veterinary_schools/
- http://www.careerwithanimals.co.uk/what-you-need-for-becoming-vet.html
- http://www.degrees.info/online/health-care/becoming_a_veterinarian.html
Author
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Author
- http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080822143353AARBYme
- http://www.studydiscussions.com/creative-writing-courses-in-australia/
Journalist
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Journalism_school
- http://www.world-newspapers.com/schools.html
- http://www.ehow.com/how_4525204_get-journalism-school.html
- http://www.journalismjobs.com/journalism_schools.cfm
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Journalism
- http://www.hpu.edu/index.cfm?section=undergrad895
- http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090610131528AAiw612
- http://degreedirectory.org/articles/Journalism_Bachelor
Fashion Designer
- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fashion_design
- http://www.fashion-design-schools.net/
- http://www.fashioncareercenter.com/fashion_colleges.html
- http://www.fashion-design-schools-colleges-courses.com/
- http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070722123938AAefYH8
Book Illustrator
- http://www.apu.ac.uk/ruskin/en/home/prospectus/pgpt/children_s_book_illustration.html
- http://www.uclan.ac.uk/information/courses/ma_childrens_book_illustration.php
- http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_much_money_does_an_illustrator_earn
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