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2008-02-18T14:17:00.002+08:00

Finally, after a really really long hiatus from blogging (due to the infamous Mrs Poh incident), I can finally say that I'm officially back to blogging. Yay. Ok, now all I gotta do is to keep to it and update this thing consistently. Thing, god, I sound old, like a-hundred-and-forty-two-years-old old. God, I can't even remember all the finicky html stuff anymore. And, wtf, what's this here? *peers at button* omg, it's a freaking 'add video' button! *excited*

Yes, I know when I've been away from blogspot for too long.

comeback- to be or not to be?

2007-07-11T17:57:00.000+08:00

hi there.
in case you have been living under a rock for the past three years or so, i had a blog.
er, ok, more like an occupied blog.
now its just er, UNoccupied.

anyway.
been thinking of making a comeback.
i need more things to reflect on and laugh.

gah.
keep your fingers crossed.

...
gah.
no i'm not a miserable old lady typing on a coffee stained keyboard in a dingy old downtown apartment with grey floral curtains with 20 or so cats lounging about my er apartment.
*gasps for breath*
aprostrophes!

gah.

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2006-07-05T23:27:00.000+08:00

I'm thinking of revamping my whole blog, but still keeping the same blog address.

Why is it that whenever I say that I want to give up my blogs, I never really do? Blame fatigue.
Plus, the thing about not being able to jot down my thoughts is seriously driving me nuts, even to the extent of me keeping a temporary journal. Oh my...
I'm turning girly. Gross.

Nowdays, things are certainly stirring up for Amirul because of this lone "bitch" in Deyi. Apparently, she said some things about TK Band in her blog, which infutriated Amirul and then, he in turn typed some things in his blog and told everyone in the whole of TK about it with the exception of the teachers. I bet he even told the cleaners. I heard them plotting to stake out that Deyi woman armed with mops and toilet detergents while I was pissing.
Scary.

Anyway, will blog more if I have the time. The keyword here is "IF".

Ichiban.

Last thing.

2006-06-23T10:56:00.000+08:00

oh OH!!
let me just blog about church camp first!

had church camp just recently for 4 days and 3 nights.
at some Palace of The Golden horses.
and on the bus, philip said that when we flushed the toilets, it was supposed to sound like the whining of real horses. hahah! hilarious.
anyway, the worship was superb! really jumped and rejoiced in the Lord. finally, after a long period of time. it was very refreshing. =)

anyway, i also made new friends there!

theres this guy called daniel.
from hougang sec and get this, hes:

- in the band!
- plays the trombone!
- in 1st trombone!
- is the trombone assistant section leader!
- way way way taller than me. (i'm still quite disturbed by that.)
- quite a cool guy once you got to know him better.

and, hes...only...SEC 2.
oh my...
anyway, meeting him in my game group was really kind of God sent. in fact, i was even the one who initiated talking to him because i wanted to know more about his band. (he was wearing his band camp shirt that day.) then, turned out that he has the same interests as me!
WHOA. seriously. ICHIBAN!

then, there was lydia, lynette and lisa.
the 3 Ls. haha.
lisa is sec 4. taking Os this year and shes a really cute person. short too. which furthur enhances her cute factor. but she kept staring at me.
shoot.
then theres lynette. sec 1, super tall. really quiet, but i finally got to know her better when we went ice skating. haha. shes lydia's sister, i think.
then here comes lydia! oh man! haha. i was seriously crazy about her during the camp.
shes sec 3 and shes super tall. like supermodel standard tall. and shes quite pretty also.
bonus!
plus, she exuded this rare form of confidence and mystery which i found particularly alluring.
no, i'm not lesbian. haha.

and then, there is nicholas.
only started talking to him AFTER the camp.
thanks to daniel. haha.
nicholas was rooting through his handphone looking for zion youths numbers and daniel gave him mine, then BAM! we started talking.
nicholas was also from band!
played percussion snares and drum set. the heartbeat of the band! wow.
plus, hes good at ice skating and according to daniel, a whiz on the field too. sure annot. haha.

took a picture with lina, lydia, lynette and lisa using lina's fish eye camera.
coolness.
wonder how its going to turn out.
but one thing is for sure, i'm certainly going to treasure that picture and the memories of meeting these superb new friends. =D
ichiban!

anyway, sorry if this post doesnt match up to your funny standards. quite tired la.
rushing projects, then now just taking break to blog.

Au Revoir.

2006-06-23T09:57:00.000+08:00

hey readers at school.
due to the barrage of update requests, i shall now blog what is probably going to be my last post for this whole year.

my commitments to the band and school simply does not allow time for blogging, sad to say.
so, i'm scraping off the student blogger aspect of my life as of now.
but dont worry, its not permanent. i hope. (i know you do too. haha.)

i'm planning to devote all my time and energy to the band and school.
these are my targets to achieve by the end of this year:

1. give 110% to the band.
i realise that i have only done that on several occasions, and now i want to make it frequent in the wake of the SYF Best Display Band Competition. and for indoor season also of course...

2. get 11 points and below for finals.
a big task. but the impossible is nothing with God on my side.

3. pull band standard up for indoor.
with the sec 4s gone after 1st july and also having won the Gold With Honours title for april, i'm sure that sec 3s batch '06 want to carry on the GWH lineage and i want a major part in it. so, hope i get a place on the committee. =)

these are my 3 targets for the end of this year, it is a mighty big task for someone average like me. but i'm sure with perserverance, i can pull it off and come out of it alive.

oh yeah, a little concert review for Hai Sing symphonic band.
i went for that concert thanks to fang lynn who bought my ticket without me even knowing it.
so, i had to rush to victoria concert hall all sweaty after band.
anyway, we were late. so they didnt let us in until the third song started, which was Romanesque! cool eh?
fang lynn then just HAD to pick seats beside this guy with a black trucker cap.
seriously, this guy was no brawns and no brains. a lethal combination.
anyway, the band was ok. but not fantastic. (sorry cheryl!)
they played John Williams in concert. and i must comment on their Imperial March.
the trombones lacked power and punch and one of them was sticking out thanks to being out of tune. a deadly mistake.
but one redeeming fact was that the band sounded quite balanced thanks to their tubas.
then the ensemble group came out!
they. were. terrific. superb!
they had so much passion for the songs they played and the idiot next to me was busy making fun of them. frankly, i was quite pissed.
not being able to appreciate good music was one thing. but mocking the superb players? now, that was way out of line if you ask me. i bet he couldnt even play the recorder properly, what more the clarinet.
like, hello? you come to a concert to listen to good music. not to critisise how people express themselves on stage, so shut up.
then, they played southwinds which sounded remarkly similar to... some song i forgot.
their rock and roll song was also quite good. thumbs up for that! and the trumpets were obviously very well rehearsed! =D
did i fail to mention that their darling section leader is none other than the great cheryl koh yan lin? hahahahaha!
alright man cheryl!

ok, so this pretty much sums up my last post for the year.
so, bye bye! zai jian! and au revoir, till school reopens! =]

The hidden side.

2006-05-31T11:59:00.000+08:00

a little nugget of interesting news was released to me by ruth yesterday.
that kind of set me thinking.

how am i supposed to cope with that if people dont take me seriously?

no one ever does.
even when i really am serious.
sometimes, i brush these incidents aside, but at times it really gets me pissed.
why cant jokers be serious? just because i dont normally show my angry face in school does not equate to the fact that i'm ok with whatever people do to me.
oh yeah...
jaclyn, always joker one!
jaclyn, can never take things seriously one!
jaclyn, that one can walk all over her and she wont do anything about it!
jaclyn, aiyah that one always slack one.

at first when people made comments like these to me, i didnt really have much reaction to it.
but now when a position of leadership is practically offered to me and people have such reactions to it, really pisses me off.

humour me for a little while, wont you?
imagine you not being taken seriously even when you really are serious.
doesnt that frustrate you?
when you are pissed, people still can provoke you, thinking that you wont react strongly just because its not really in your nature to do so.
doesnt that make you angry at all?

i've realised that there are still alot of things that people at school dont know about me and i guess all will be revealed when we enter sec 4.
only then will people learn to respect others more even though they are usually just jokers/lamers.
because, seriously, its not funny.
and yes, i do take indoor seriously. so, expect a jaclyn that doesnt kid around during combined indoor practices after 1st july.

3 things, who, what?

2006-05-31T11:07:00.000+08:00

julien asked me to do this.
and since i dont feel like posting about the class BBQ and talentsearch today, i shall therefore do this "3 things" thingy.
(those event posts are going to be long and overload your computers.)
so, heres goes.

3 SCHOOLS YOU WENT TO:
young talents kindergarten
haig girls'
(where i wasted 6 years of my better life with fanglynn. =D)
tanjong katong secondary
(home of THE TK Band.)

3 THINGS IN UR PURSE/BACKPACK:
band gloves
milo drink packet
wallet

3 THINGS U DO WHEN YOU'RE REALLY STRESSED:
bite my thumbnail
(its always the right thumb, no idea why.)
drum my fingers on a hard surface
keep quiet
(for once!)

3 PLACES U GO ON DAILY BASIS:
home
my room
tanjong katong secondary

3 NAMES U GO BY:
jaclyn
jac
duck-ko
(alot more to mention but it would take a day and a half to fully list them all down. blame my friends.)

3 OF UR FAVOURITE FOOD:
chicken rice
gourmet chocolate
sweets from siew min
(because she always gives them to me at all the best times. *winks*)

3 THINGS U R WEARING RIGHT NOW:
shirt
shorts
underwear?

WHO IS IN THE HOUSE WITH YOU?
mum
sis
dad
fish

WHO ARE YOU THINKING OF RIGHT NOW?
julien
kiara

WHO DID U LAST TALK ON THE PHONE?
vera

WHO DID U SIT BESIDE IN UR 5TH PERIOD IN CLASS?
(5th period?! wait ah, check my timetable first.)
syafiqah!
(the girl who loves to draw butts and thongs.)

WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TOLD YOU LOVED?
think it was sparko.

WHO DO U WISH U WERE WITH RIGHT NOW?
kiara
(so that we could get started with our project. screw you mrs poh!)

WHO GETS ON UR NERVES MOST AT SCHOOL?
no one. i'm a very happy person at school.
(please, you cant be that naiive as to believe that.)

WHERE IS UR PHONE?
45 degrees north-east of me in grid reference jaclyn'shouse.

WHERE DO U SLEEP?
on a bed.

WHERE IS THE LAST PLACE U TOOK A RIDE TO?
tanjong katong secondary school

WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
carbony curry puff

WHAT COLOR SHIRT R U WEARING?
white... with a little of orange.

WHAT IS THE CLOSEST ITEM NEAR U IS BLUE?
CD case.

WHAT DO U LIKE BEST ABOUT SCHOOL?
the truckloads of homework and the dirty looks from teachers.
plus, vanessa. =D

WHAT IS UR FAV COLOR?
BLACK ALL THE WAY!
with a little orange and silver on the side.

WHAT DO U WEAR MORE OFTEN JEANS OR SHORTS?
shorts. i wear them everyday.

WHAT IS THE LAST MOVIE U WATCHED?
i cant remember. that was eons ago.
eh, not quite.
oh yeah, a quarter of The Pianist.

WHEN DID U START SCHOOL?
1993

WHEN DID U LAST GO TO THE MALL?
the day before yesterday.

WHEN DID U LAST BURN SOMETHING?
the day before yesterday- i burnt my bread toasting it.

PEOPLE TO DO THIS
evonne.
evonne soon.
evonne soon cai.
and,
evonne soon cai wei.

The AMC.

2006-05-29T16:11:00.000+08:00

guys, check this blog out.
bloody funny.
had me writhing in my seat from stomach muscle cramps.
first time another blog made me laugh so hard.

AMC-the truth. (link)

The oldie talks.

2006-05-29T14:45:00.000+08:00

blogs these days are getting more and more emo-ish.
so filled with teenage angst and petty whining.
cant we all just kick back, relax and count our blessings once in awhile? haha.
shit, i'm really getting older.

will be posting about events later on.
talentsearch.
class BBQ.
yes yes.
all those later on.

oh yeah, today is the day sparko comes back from BB camp.
*pops balloon*
party over.
HAHA KIDDING!

A "berth-day" song.

2006-05-26T13:42:00.000+08:00

ok, well.
i know this is kind of late.
but,

happy berth-day to me!
happy berth-day to me!
happy berth-day to meeee-eeee!
HAP-PEE BERTH-DAAAAY TOOOOO MEEEEEEEE!

amirul, you know what i want. haha.
the duck wants her "pond-ded".

and stop trying to stunt my growth by hitting me on the head using syjia's expensive water bottle, its not working.
anyway, the bottle will crack if you keep doing it, even though it says 7 on the recycling label.
haha. =D

presenting fanglynn's and royce's present!
by royce.an emo pencilcase from myuk!
when he gave it to me, i found the price tag still on and started fingering it until he saw me, snatched the pencilcase away and tore it off before i could see the price.
then fanglynn started laughing and told him to take out the receipt as well.
hahahahaha!
it had to be the funniest thing i'd ever seen.
(but i already know the price. shall not disclose it here.)

next up, is fanglynn's card!no price tag/receipt.
haha. but knowing carlton's cards, it definitely had to cost something.
oh yeah, the words say,
"we looked up www.oldpeople.com and guess whose picture's there?"
*open card* the computer screen is a mirror!
(you can see a blur reflected image of me taking the shot.)

big thank yous to royce and fanglynn! =D
more presents to come.
with an exceptional one coming all the way from san francisco in august.
cant wait. although, i already kind of know what to expect. haha. =)
thank you evonne!

most used phrase since 23rd May: "thank you."

post entry note: there IS such a website as oldpeople.com!

The spawning of the lame.

2006-05-25T23:11:00.000+08:00

has been a long time since i posted.
bet you all are dying to know what happened on my birthday yeah?
well, you better be.
because i'm going to blog all about it now!

the moment i stepped into the class...
"HAPPY BERTH-DAY TO YOU! HAPPY BERTH-DAY TO YOU! HAPPY BERTH-DAY JACK-LEEENE! HAPPY BERTH-DAY TO YOU!"
courtesy of royce.
thank you, thank you.
(fast fact: did you know that he reads my blog?! i didnt even think he this kind of person will read blogs seh.)
ok, then there i was, still drowsy and sleepy from the night before, being pumped on the back and receiving birthday wishes.
nina came up to me, thumped my back in her usual gangster-rish way and growled,
"why you never tell me?"
"tell you what?"
"that its your birthday today!" *thumps back*
"i thought you knew liao! last year even gave me present!"
"oh, how did i know ah? forget liao. haha! anyway, happy birthday!" *thump thump thump*
thank you!

then i got the usual wishes from practically everybody in class.
so, thank you:
- everybody!
haha.
by the way, syaza was especially surprised when she found out it was my day. haha, i seriously cant get the tone of her surprised voice out of my head.
and oh, oh! shah rapped some birthday verse he made up on the spot.
"so, happy birthday girl, you're nearly 16."
"16? 15 la."
"15 is nearly 16 what."
o...k. haha.
actually, while he was rapping away, i was kind of waiting for him to stumble and bomb the whole thing, but surprisingly, he didnt. which added to his credit as a talented rapper. =]
i so envy syaza. haha.

anyway, the day seemed kind of perfect that day.
PE was fun, even under baldy singh.
after 6 long months...
i gave jocelyn (3B) her chocolate gift (belated present, this is weird, i give present on my birthday. it cost me $21 smackeroos.) and she practically had tears in her eyes when i accidentally let out that the chocolates set me back a bomb.
21 dollars for a box of 9 pieces. WHAT WAS I THINKING?!
let me answer that: nothing.
oh well, the stuff was nice anyway. quite worth it.
but the icing on the cake had to be when the chinese bitch who teaches AG6 got pissed and called for those who didnt bring their textbooks to stand up.
i was one of them.
"ooooh...jaclyns in trouble..."
haha, not quite.
i think that my birthdate is enchanted or something.
she got cranky and called su wei to get mr tan kee hoe to drag his butt up to 3F to scold the whole lot of us.
su wei went.
then she came up.
"mr tan says that he will be here after a while."
and the chinese bitch then proceeds to plonk her butt right on the teacher's desk.

then, get this, mr tan never came up at all!
haha!
our chinese lesson was two periods long.
and su wei called him at the start of the lesson.
but he never came up at all!
i bet that mr tan was sick of her calling for him everytime someone in her chinese class gets into trouble that he just chose to ignore her.
charles: wheres kee hoe?
su wei: dunno. when i called him, he was in the canteen eating.
HAHAHAHHAHAHA!
and the bitch insisted on not starting the lesson until all of us got scolded, which was actually fine with all of us.
one by one, we slunk down to our seats (i was among the first few of them who sat), and soon, we proceeded to make a ruckus again.
and when the bell rang, we just got up, took our bags and walked out on the bitch who had strangely by that time gone red in the face.
i think it was because of haniel and juk fen making fun of the fact that mr tan blatantly ignored the little wanker.
but anyway, the chinese bitch aside, the day was quite perfect.
a fun game of captain's ball during PE, many promising presents the next day, a brush away from doom-kee-hoe-style, really good chocolate and the whole of TK 3F being with me on the day i was spawned.

ps: presents will be posted on the next post. so keep reading to see your fantastic presents on my blog, royce and fanglynn! =D

A birthday prologue.

2006-05-22T23:24:00.000+08:00

tomorrow is the big day.

no, not my wedding.
(that day shall never come! never, i tell you, NEVER.)

but.

my.

birthday.

not just any birthday you know, but my 15th birthday!
it marks the 15 years that i spent on this wretched earth. oh boy. the joy.
but, this is also the year i get to make my identification card!
woooooooo!
the symbol of maturity and citizenship rights.
but i really cant wait for my 16th year.
just think about the things i can do:

- watch DaVinci code.
- watch DaVinci code.
- watch DaVinci code.
- take O levels and die from overstress.
- watch DaVinci code during final moments on earth.
(screw you board censors! why make the code NC 16?! why? why?!)

but what i really want is to be 18.
the benefits of being 18:

- liable to go to jail.
- drivers license! (the roads of singapore will never be safe once i get that stupid card.)
- O levels are OVER! (this is the part i like best.)
- permitted to drink alcohol and go clubbing/ pubbing. (then, i can REALLY zouk away. rather than have some miniature "zouk" session is someones hotel room during overseas trips. -_-)
- permitted to get drunk and puke on the side of the road.
- NC 18 movies!
- can actually PLAY in pool rooms rather than watch people play.

is that all? i guess so.

3 more years. 3 more years. 3 more years.
in the meantime, i shall just enjoy my happy pending 15th and leech presents off all of you suckers. =D
sounds fun, cant you agree more?

(shall bring the digi cam to school tomorrow. maybe i can turn up a few funny pictures. expect no cam whoring.)

The pianist ponner.

2006-05-19T23:23:00.000+08:00

today is the day i committed the crime of the century!
i. ponned. english. lesson.
miss boring (maureen) lian's lesson!
and it felt so good.

mrs poon announced today that she brought a movie, the pianist, to let the students in her AG watch during english class.
like, what the hell?
royce asked if he could join her class for the day, he was joking actually.
but mrs poon actually said YES!
ok, fast forward to ponning part.

i managed to rope in syaza, michelle and jocelyn to pon with me.
the more the merrier right? hahaha!
at first syaza was being the skeptical one,
"what? all of us absent for the day?! think miss lian stupid ah?"
then finally she relented.
jocelyn and michelle, on the other hand, are born ponners.
they were so enthusiastic.

ok, fast forward to classroom part.
we met royce, julien and fanglynn at mrs poon's class and we settled down with them at one far corner of the class when suddenly, mrs poon walked towards us and asked us if our respective AG teachers allowed us to go there to watch the movie.
then she asked us to go ask our teachers.
so what did we do?
we walked out of class, proceeded to hide behind one of the big pillars and counted from 10 to 1.
then we entered the class again.
haha!
it was such a classic.

when the movie finally started, five minutes into the movie and we were struggling to keep our eyelids open.
basically, it comprised of people with weird accents and this guy who loves playing the piano, and, ooh, you've got to love those violent scenes.
like the scene when some escaping orphan gets pummelled in the legs while trying to escape through a puny hole which could only fit his head, he died in the end and was left on the roadside to rot.
and the scene when some people pushed this guy off the balcony on the sixth/seventh floor to the road down below.
they literally showed the whole homicide process and it kind of freaked the girls in the class.
it. was. so. cool.
but those were the only good parts we saw.
during the period in between those scenes, we (fanglynn, royce, julien and i) played and told jokes at the back of the class.
and i also learnt what to do when some old lady on the mrt train pinches your arm and doesnt let go; pinch the flesh on the opposite side of the bone where she is pinching. the flesh she is pinching will slip away.
theory courtesy of royce and fanglynn.
then found out that this theory doesnt really apply to me. i have no idea why.

so yeah, anyhoo, the movie was boring but the highlight of the whole thing was when zhengjun and fionn came into class and when he saw me, his eyes widened to a size unimaginable, pointed at me and gasped, "what are you doing here?! miss lian thought you all at coastal project!"
HAHAHA! COASTAL PROJECT!
mrs poon was in class at that time, but i have no idea how she didnt manage to hear that.
and another highlight was when royce ~~and i~~ peeked at fanglynn's messages.
whoa. got alot of repitition of names. haha.

royce kept digging through the boring stuff, whereas i was intent on finding the reason of something, the reason behind the slammed door in ryan's face.
i simply HAD to find out what made that guy so ticked as to slam a door at ryan's face. i wanted to applaud him.
anyway, they almost fought and were struggling to claw at each other, but couldnt because they were held back by groups of friends. it was like some scene out of westside story TK style.
catfight. meow.
needless to say, fanglynn got pissed at us and we apologised to her during geog elect.
for much needed emphasis, i shall type it here again.

SORRY FANGLYNN FOR PEEKING AT YOUR MESSAGES. =) sorry sorry sorry sorry.
i promise that from now onwards, i shall never use your phone again except to feed my urge to take pictures of everything and anything in class. ... and the mp3 function... and the gallery... and the rare occasions when i need to use your phone to sms vanessa who is always missing when its time to go home. =D

ok, well, anyway.
what i have learnt today:

-the pianist sucks.
"did you know that it is an award-winning movie?"-wang min.
which award did it win? Most Boring Movie of the Year?
i bet some people must be thinking, "oh my, such ignorance for the beauty of visual arts."
pardon my uncultured ways and uncouth-ness while you go suck on fish eggs.

-never check fanglynn's inbox.
NEVER.

-royce has long fingernails.
yuck. special message for royce: GO CUT THEM.

-when ponning, always ask jocelyn along.

-what to do when an old lady pinches you on the mrt train and refuses to let go.
me: kill her?
royce: neh neh la you! pinch your skin!

"Upsize for you sir?"

2006-05-18T23:22:00.000+08:00

the results are out, and they are not pretty.

in fact, they are downright disgusting.
i studied so hard (sparko can testify to that) and the outcome is crap.
get this, i failed fucking THREE subjects!

I FAILED THREE! AURGH.

here are the results.

english: B3
chinese: D7 (fail)
combined sciences: -chemistry: B3
-physics: C5 (or was it a B4?)
literature: E8 (fail)
combined humanities: -geog elect: A2
-social studies: C6
A maths: F9 (fail)
E maths: C5

is that all? *checks timetable* well it is.
ok, well, anyway.
i got a BIG FAT HAIRY BLOODY F9 for A maths. nothing really surprising here, i had already expected to fail, but not THIS BAD.
english was a big disappointment because i was counting on it to get me an A1. the comprehension paper and summary sunk me. like, huh? what were they thinking when they set the paper?! no, wait, let me answer that for them; THEY WEREN'T THINKING AT ALL.
why set such a tough paper which everybody fails and thus pulls the school's standard down when you can set an easier paper which about 97% of the cohort can at least pass and maintain the school standard? does make sense doesnt it?! huh, HUH?!
last common test, i had an A2 for chinese. this time was a D7. a far cry i should say. in fact, the whole of AG 6 flunked the paper except for a solitary ryan who managed to scrape through with a C6. a solitary ryan whos going to be dead soon.

how about chemistry?
well, forget about working hard! it never works! i crammed so hard for the test and i got a bloody B3 from mr tan when everybody else got an A1. two grades apart! sometimes, i get the feeling that mr tan is trying to kill me off.
physics. same thing as chemistry. no comments. but something weird here, when mrs goh gave out the papers, she had this wide smile across her face. then she said that F class did pretty ok, the highest being 60+/85 and K did ok too, the highest in their class being only a 50+. like, huh? how can THAT be good for K?
mr tan: K class also quite smart what...just that they cant count.
okaaaay...i believe that mr tan is the meanest guy on earth.

literature. mrs poon said that i didnt go line-by-line. well okay. then she went on to say that my essays were of B3 standard.
okaaaay...
if thats the case...
then WHY THE FUCKING HELL DID YOU GIVE ME AN E8 YOU SENSELESS WOMAN?!
that woman seriously loves to contradict herself. i am so pissed with her.
now shes trying to push projects onto the class as credit projects so that we can push our lousy grades higher. cant you geddit?! *tears hair out* if you had given me the B3, then you wouldnt have to rack your brains for project themes which you think are fun to do!!!
for the record, royce is hell bent on not doing those projects while i am grudgingly accepting whatever titbits she throws my way.

E was pretty ok, though i had expected a B3 or maybe even an A. i guess it was the paper two which sunk me.
A, no comments. miss wang is going to massacre me and the whole of 3F. TK Chainsaw Massacre. the long-awaited sequel to The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

i was relieved for social studies. because i didnt study for merger and separation which came out for the essay question, causing me to screw up that section. but my source based section pulled me up. thank God for source based. i used to hate source based alot but now, i'm so lovin' it.
oh yeah, did i mention, liling failed social studies?
wahahahah!
oops, i meant, oh dear. a flaw in her perfect A1 record...

geog elect. for this, i have attained the highest in 3F. which is a measly 17.5/25. the secret of my geog elect success? map reading.
*sings* map reading is the easiest! i cant believe you all failed map reading! lalalalala~!
9/10 for map!! wooo hooo!
and the agriculture question choice was a good thing.
even though i studied industry, i chose agri.
thank you...*looks up to the heavens*
but the downside is that, now that i've practically flunked everyone of my subjects except for geog elect, the only career choice i have is to be a farmer.
*sniff*
which i SO do not want to be.

i guess i'll go work at macdonalds now.
better start gaining some experience.
how does this sound?
"upsize for you sir?"

A passing thought.

2006-05-16T23:34:00.000+08:00

thank you sparko for:

the countless encouragement and praises.
the coaching and help right before my mid years even though you had to study for your own.
picking me up when i'm down. (yes, even people like me do get down at times.)
being my very own personal fan club of one.
being honest with me.
always being a click or call away from me.
caring and giving alot of shit about my well being.
withstanding my lame jokes and sarcastic comments, even getting lame yourself at times.
accepting the suckish attitude i show you sometimes.
clearing my insecurities.
listening to my complaints and generally, just listening.
making me sleep early especially during the holiday periods.
checking on me to see if i was really sleeping.
borthering to read my blog. no, wait, SKIM through my blog. even though you hate to read.
and
seriously, really giving alot of shit about me.

you rock man!
but you still owe me my birthday present.

Dexteritas, Loyalty and Ingenium.

2006-05-16T22:31:00.000+08:00

today during pe was a hoot.
baldy singh wanted us to play captain's ball-softball style.
which was basically captain's ball, but instead of using a medicine ball and bare hands, we had to use softball gloves to catch and a softball to throw.

i was teamed up with julien and michelle.
i liked the fact that julien was with us.
she was a good catcher and stuff.
but michelle...was basically just being michelle.
HAHAHA!!
she couldnt catch and she couldnt throw and whenever i tried to throw her a ball, she freaked out.
haha! (no offence kwara, but you know yourself well right? i hope. haha!!)
so she just stood near the sidelines while i tried to make do with being the only soldier on the battlefield against nina and kiara.
julien was the goalkeeper. (well, durh. otherwise then what? michelle?! oh no. haha!)

well, anyway.
the enemy was advancing towards me.
the ball was in my hand.
michelle was out for the count and julien was busy waving around like some chicken.

oh yeah, before the game, baldy singh made us practice throwing to one another and he told us that to get a feel of the ball, we had to whack it into our gloves before throwing.

well, i then started whacking the ball into my glove and started to walk in the direction to julien.
hahah! IT WAS A HOOT!
everybody saw and we were laughing till we almost peed.
i made use of two things i have learnt in pe:

1. in captain's ball, the player cannot "travel" with the ball. hence, the ball must be in motion when moving across the court/field.

2. the ball must be thrown and caught in the glove.

but then it got even funnier when baldy singh saw me doing it and he shouted, "eh! dont throw to yourself lah! think you what?! creative ah?!"
we then started cracking up even harder.
after the whole episode when he rounded the whole class up, he pointed out what i did and the whole class started laughing.

royce: how can jaclyn NOT think of that?!

baldy singh: well, technically its not offending the rules. but its still not allowed ok! but, its still quite a creative and ingenius way of solving the problem when your teammate cant catch. quite smart ah?

haha, true true.
of course!
thats what being in TK does to you- become lamer and lamer.

(ok, somehow, it doesnt sound even remotely funny when typed out. but, seriously, you [my reader] should really have been there to witness the magnitude of my brain power.)
________________________________________________
anyway, mid year results were shit.
dont ask me for any of my marks. thank you very much.
i think my L1R5 100+ already and i haven gotten back social studies yet.
chee...ken macnugget.

Excuse me, are you rich?

2006-05-13T21:58:00.000+08:00

some people always say that i lead the life of a princess.
i dont think thats true at all.
its too exaggerated.
i'll say i lead the life of a queen!
haha. kidding.
i think that i'm middle class just like all you people. =D
middle class rules! (because i'm in it.)

"oh sure. you bought a $90 crumpler without any qualms at all eh?"
well, yeah. but, look at darence's emo spectacles!
the frames alone cost over a $100! (according to the cry of outrage by cori when darence unwittingly scammed some chinese books off the new teacher.)
frames. alone.
i really wonder, who the heck bothers to spend that kind of money on spectacle frames just so it can enhance the doot factor in them.
oh yeah, darence. =D (darence, if you're reading this, i'm joking!)
plus mel offered to buy me a mp3 player for my birthday.
not that i mind though... haha.

"you get $30 allowance per week!"
take a peep into the world of fanglynn's wallet and i guarantee you'll find a whole mass of BLUE and RED notes.
her wallet could even be known as the wallet of plenty. forget about the horn of plenty.
if that isnt enough evidence, just look at her phone. haha. (it so ROCKS!)

"wahhh. converse seh..."
once again, ladies and gentlemen, i bring your attention to darence's shoes again.
like, OMG!
who the heck spends close to a nuclear bomb on shoes and wears them to school?!
its like wiping your ass with a hundred dollar bill!
and if that isnt enough, today during band, the field was muddy and yadda yadda ick ick.
everyone was generally having a rollicking good time digging their shoes in the mud except for firza and imma.
why?
because their school shoes were from freaking converse! haha.
those two were seriously not happy campers then.

"landed property!"
compare miss chan fanglynn's house, no, bungalow to my house.
it looks like an outhouse next to hers. haha!

"wahhh! your own volleyball!"
mind you, it was HALF a volleyball.
the other half was a birthday present from evonne. HA!
anyway, look at the balls, SOCCER balls, ryan and gang kicks around.
i really cant fathom why people are so willing to spend over $60 on a soccer ball only to kick it around in the dirt.
oh shit, i'm turning girly.

so, you see, i'm just about as normal and average and middle-classy as the person next to me in the cup noodle queue.
you satisfied now?
well, good.
now, excuse me while i go dining at the Fullerton.
HAHA!
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oh yeah! pictures!

screwie broke its leg.thus, it screwed up.
proving that the charm doesnt work and everything about it is a big fat hoax.

the long road home after band.

with my faithful companions, junying (aka juju!)......and vann! (aka vuvu!)flash photography and video cameras not allowed, all autographs are to be bought at the exit, thank you. haha!
looks like cam whoring is the last thing on everybody's minds.

nope, no money on the ground.

actually, there is another picture which i could have taken.
it was this really funny pose a woman did while waiting at a red light, she leant her head on one hand on the open car window, with the other hand on the steering wheel.
wahh, super initial D lah.

vann: wahh! look at that woman! so hip la! like the jay chou in initial D!
me: eh sia la! hahaha!

but i didnt dare take her picture, fearing that she would suddenly jump out of the car, challenging me to a car race.
HAHA! riiight.

Pierced ears

2006-05-12T23:11:00.000+08:00

ATTENTION EVERYBODY I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE:

TODAY. I. PIERCED. MY...

no. not nose.
nor eyebrow.
nor tongue.
nor navel.

but...my...

EARS!

imagine that! jaclyn! of the virgin ears society!
*collective gasps*
haha. and now, i shall relate my ear-piercing adventure to all of you today!

after cell group early in the morning, becky, lina, angeline, daryl, dicky, derek, eugene, marcus and i went to tampines mall to loiter and generally add to the chaos and confusion there.
fast forward to lunch.

becky: eh you haven tell me what you want for your birthday yet!
(my birthday is 23 may. ... waddya mean you didnt know?! dont you knwo its the national day of all national days?! ok, i'm digressing.)
me: let me think about it.
becky: ooh! how about piercing your ears? i pay for your ears. how about june?
me: ok lor.
( i was quite enthusiastic at that time.)
lina: how about piercing today lah? over there is 77th street.
becky: ok set! after lunch we go there pierce!
me: huh?! i'm not READY YET!
lina: ready?! what ready?! dont lame lor you.
(note that now i'm getting less and less enthusiastic about piercing and more and more enthusiastic about the idea of not piercing.)
becky: piercing is fun la.
me: oh wow. whee.

then after lunch, they dragged me kicking and screaming over to 77th street after telling eugene that he was free to watch my great piercing event, which he declined by saying something about waiting for marcus.
becky then marched over to the salesperson and told her that i wanted to pierce (ME?!) and soon i found myself in the white-but-not-so-white chair.
god, i wonder what happened to the colour. maybe people pee in the chair from being too afraid.

becky: she wants to pierce her ears.
salesperon: ok, sit in the chair.
me: what chair?
lina: there! there!
me: in front of everybody?! not in room meh?!
(the chair was situated right at the counter which had an open view of the world outside the store, free for anybody who wanted to gawk. oh, boy.)

anyway, i sat myself in the chair and braced for impact upon my fragile delicate ears.
i think the salesperson thought i was going to break the chair when she told me to get up.
probably she wanted to pull out one of those heavy duty metal chairs reserved for people like me.
instead, she adjusted my seat so that i was higher.
oh great. just what i needed. a better view for those people outside.

she then proceeded to take out a black zebra pen and started advancing towards me with it.
for a moment i thought she was going to poke the marker into my earlobes, using it as the needle, shouting things like, "poke in dammit! poke in!" while jabbing away at my pathetic earlobe.
but alas, my twisted vision didnt come true.
instead she marked crosses on my ears, checking everytime to make sure she didnt mark them lopsided or anything.
well, durh. wouldnt it be weird if i suddenly walked in with lopsided earrings?

after she was satisfied with her handiwork, she poked around in her cupboard of doom until she found her instruments of doom.
namely, the pair of studs, a bottle of ethanol, cotton buds and...the gun.
oooh~ THE gun. sounds so...james bond-dy.
it was this black contraption which the doomstress (doomstress?! what the...) attaches the studs and the back of the studs to it and then she uses it to shoot into the earlobe.
ok anyway.
as she prepared THE gun, the studs and my doom, i noticed becky aiming her camera phone at me. what the...?
and lina and angeline wore those "i feel your pain" looks.
oh wow. the last thing i needed, a video of the procedure to bring back memories.

anyhoo, the doomstress then took the gun and placed my earlobe exactly right in between the stud and the back of it.
as she was fiddling about with the position, i asked her as bravely as i could, "does it always hurt?".
she stepped back for a moment to look at me then she said a flat out no.
*smacks forehead* well, DURH! what did i expect her to say?!
"oh yes, it hurts terribly and it will throb and swell up like an elephant's balls. i've dealt with many customers who ran out of the store screaming in pain and i have no idea why you would want to pierce your fragile and delicate ears anyway, you shithead."
ok, anyway.
the doomstress then prepared to shoot.
she takes aim, eyes the target.
her finger softly on the trigger, making sure to be in her best lara-croft-tomb-raider position which she had spent hours practicing in her bedroom before she took up the shitty job servicing ignorant brats at 77th street.
then.
SHE SHOOTS!
BANG!

ok, not really.
it was more of a stapler sound and a piercing sensation rushed through my earlobe.
plus, my reaction when she did that was so comical that lina and angeline were busy imitating it.
i sat up straight as if someone had poked something up my ass through the chair and i had this shocked face.
how glam.
and she did it again for the second hole and the exact same thing happened.
only thing different was that eugene chose that exact time to walk into the store.
o...k.
after she was done, i scrambled down from the chair and found that i couldnt walk properly.
too shocked, must be.
then she handed me this transparent vial of ethanol and told me to wash the holes everynight for two weeks. whoa, i definitely wouldnt want my holes to turn out like ryans'.
becky then gleefully forked over the cash and pulled me out of the store.

lina: how was it?!
me: someone just stapled my ears.
angeline: pain right?
eugene: eh? i thought someone say dont want to pierce? somemore in the virgin ears society?
becky: you should feel a great sense of achievement now!
me: what?...

whoa. my ears were literally burning and aching after that.
i kept touching them and marcus got kind of grossed out by me. (oh, come on!)
then we headed over to the pool shop where daryl and dicky were and proudly showed them my new ears.
they were...well...shocked.
wait, not really.
but daryl was kind of astounded that i actually had it in me to pierce my ears.
HEY!
then they continued playing pool and somehow, the underaged people (eugene, marcus and me) found ourselves in BK just plain talking crap.
that sums up my big ear-piercing adventure today.

oh yeah, did i ever mention that i've already booked an appointment to pierce a second in my right/left with becky?
hahaha! one is never enough. (forgive the bad quality. it was really hard for me to take a picture of my own ear from the side.)

The camera LIVES!

2006-05-11T18:42:00.000+08:00

I'M SO HAPPY!
DELIRIOUS!
EXHILARATED!

WHOOPEE!!!

MY SUPPOSEDLY-DEAD DIGITAL CAMERA IS FINALLY REPAIRED, HENCE,
IT LIVES!

KYAHHHHHHH!!!

it was actually repaired a long time ago.
but i only found out about it today since my parents sent it for repair without even telling me.
my mum was just asking me what i wanted for my birthday when i subtly brought up the subject of my birthday.
i replied "digi cam lor."
then she was like, "digi cam for what? your old one ok liao what."
"no lah. spoil liao. remember? you were so pissed in the airport."
(we found out that the cam spoilt right before we left for israel last year. boy, was she ever ticked.)
"orh. repaired liao. i forgot to tell you."
"!! what the?! ok, i'll get back to you again on my present."

it was so amazing lah.
that my parents could actually forget such a thing like that.
they know that the digi cam is high on my all-time favourite tech gadgets list.
whoa.
it was like, back from the dead sia.
frankenstein digi cam.

anyway, started taking pictures again.
awright man!
but the quality is poor.
not as good as last time.
shit lah, standard drop liao.
now i know what i want to work on after mid years.

everybody, meet screwie.
screwie, meet everybody.
how do you do and how do you do, ok, lets move on.
screwie was purchased from minitoons.
under the influence of cuterithis.
screwie has screws screwed in in its head.
front......and back.screwie claims that it has the power to help me with my studies/career.
screwie also claims to be able to prevent me from screwing up somemore since it is already so screwed up.
we'll see how screwie fares...
i keep laughing at screwie's name because it just sounds so wrong and...screwy.

that is another reason why i bought screwie.

screwie made me lose $6 to the minitoon's boss.
screw screwie.

2006-05-10T15:42:00.000+08:00

physics went pretty okay.
if okay means that i'm going to fail, i'd never want to see what bad means.

anyhoo, had this little agreement with my mum.
that for every A1 i get, she'd give me $20.
and for every A2, i'd get $10.

hope i get plenty of A1s.
i need the money to buy a digi cam for myself.
"hope" is the keyword here.

Dead or alive 4!

2006-05-07T11:29:00.000+08:00

DOA V.4!!

i want i want i want!

but first i gotta have a game console.
oh bloody.

No social life

2006-05-07T09:47:00.000+08:00

bloody.
just typed one bigass post last friday.
and blogger just HAD to disconnect me.

nevermind.
i shall try to type out partial of what i typed.
the really funny bits, yeah?

last friday, while waiting for vann, sijia and i decided to wait at the benches outside the audi.
(you know, the one outside 2J? yeah, that one.)
we were just yakking there when mrs poon sauntered by and decided to sit down at the bench just beside us.
i looked at her for approximately about a grand total of 3 seconds.
she made no indication that she had seen me.
how could she not have seen me?!
i guess a lanky teenager of a towering height of 164cm who happens to be in her class could be missed eh?
i called out "hi mrs poon!"
mrs poon then turned to the direction from which my voice came out, she blinked and just basically stoned there.
like as if she was trying to figure out who i was.
oh myyyyy...
then she finally replied, "oh hi."
then this followed,
mrs poon: who are you waiting for?
me: someone from 3B.
mrs poon: why? you all going out to celebrate by catching a movie?
me: erm no.
mrs poon: then where are you going after this?
me: home?
mrs poon: oh so guai...
(i find the fact that she actually uses "guai" in her speech very funny. must have been the way she said it. it was like the Queen of England saying "wah lao!". God save the Queen.)
mrs poon: is that why you joined band? because you have no life?
me: heeeeyyy!

haha!
oh myyyy...
i cant believe that my own literature teacher dissed me right in front of my face!
haha!
note for the slow, she just implied that i had no social life.
NO SOCIAL LIFE! imagine that!
even my own teacher has a social life and i dont.
i shall work hard at having a social life from now on! *determined*
...
YES I DO HAVE A SOCIAL LIFE, NOW STOP SNIGGERING OR I'LL SHOVE MY KEYBOARD UP YOUR ASS.
well, thats basically what happens to you when you join band.
you have no social life. TA DAH!
oh well...

oh oh! and about the chinese paper one and social studies paper!
during chinese paper one, it was well, okay.
but i wasnt going to talk about how i got inspiration and scribbled some nonsensical shit on my paper, but i'm going to talk about what happened AFTER THAT.
haha.
after scribbling out some crap for my letter writing and composition, i sat back, stretched and looked around.
i saw everyone around me (kwara, kiara, steph, nina and yew chen) all struggling not to feel bored.
personally, i so badly wanted to sleep.
haha, then i took my dictionary and used it as a pillow.
once, when i looked up, i could swear that i saw mrs poon looking at me as if i was some tramp who suddenly walked in from nowhere.
haha, ok enough of that.

2006-04-30T11:39:00.000+08:00

oh yeah.
cant really blog because of mid years.
that explains my long period of absence.
*guffaws*

"show your working."

2006-04-30T11:05:00.000+08:00

ways to drive yourself crazy during a geography elective mid year paper (45 minutes):

- flip first page of exam booklet.
- open the huge map which resembles the tablecloth at home.
- gawk at its sheer hugeness.
- pick up pencil and protractor to start finding bearings.
- realise that some doot from the year before already circled the points to measure from on the map grid for you.
- rejoice/smack yourself on the forehead if you had already spent time looking for the miniscule points only to realise it has been circled for you.
- double check with question paper. "find bearings of given points and show your working."
- get confused over the "show your working" line.
- decide to ignore the "show your working" line.
- work through rest of questions for map reading section.

(at this point, you should already have spent 30 minutes.)

- fold map back.
- look at clock.
- realise theres only 15 minutes left till pens down.
- flip to next page of exam paper, tearing it in the process.
- mumble expletives.
- look at two questions and decide which to answer.
- finally decide to answer question one/question two.

(at this point, you should have about 10 minutes left to answer the question.)

- answer question one...A.
- look at clock.
- realise theres only 10 minutes left.
- panic.
- try to compose thoughts to answer question.
- scribble.
- sweat.
- scribble.
- panic somemore.
- repeat steps starting from "panic" to "panic somemore" for questions B and C.

- start on question D.
- teacher says "four minutes left."
- sweat.
- panic.
- scribble.
- 3 minutes...
- scribble.
- 2 minutes...
- panic and scribble faster.
- 1 minute...
- panic, scribble and foam at the mouth.
- PENS DOWN!
- lie on the table with foam spewing from mouth.

congratulations! you have successfully driven yourself crazy!
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had geography elect and english paper one on friday.
like, screwed?
shit.
english paper one was simply crap.
i think i wrote out of point and i had writer's block before that.
definitely not a good thing to happen during exams.
on the other hand, situational writing went reasonably well.
but i think i got the whole format wrong.
its either i'm wrong, or the whole class is wrong except for me.
pick your favourite scenario.
(mrs poon said that the format is only worth one mark. can she be trusted? i bloody hope so.)

geogprahy elect went, well, to put it mildly, horrible.
there wasnt enough time.
and after the paper everyone was cursing mrs yeo under their breaths.

oh yeah.
here are some hilarious questions by mrs yeo.
"given the bridge at GR ****** and the high point at GR ******, find the bearing from the high point. (show your working.) [2m]"
huh?
what working?
2 marks for a bearing question, not bad.

"find the gradient from......blah blah blah. [1m]"
wah, dont need to show working.
1 measly mark for a gradient question?!
*tears hair out*

aurgh.
bye bye, A1/A2.

God's Special Project

2006-04-24T23:24:00.000+08:00

remember everything i said in the first post about me being all nice and stuff now?

well, scrap it.

i've realized today that people like r___(fill in the blanks yourself) are there for people like me (cynics) to poke fun at. Brings new definition to the reason of his existence. At least now we know God created him for a reason, and for him, He got an A1.

title of project?

The Quintessence of Stupidity.

*snorts*

The Beginning

2006-04-23T21:45:00.000+08:00

dribbleshootscore's first post!
whoa.

finally decided to change the blog as the misspelled "manupilated" in the old one was bugging me.
ALOT.
anyway, also wanted to revamp my blog, everything of my blog.
new look, new address.
but i'm keeping the old style of blogging.
the old sarcastic-but-in-a-funny way style of blogging.
i've kind of lost that style after my "hiatus" due to laziness and whatever i've blogged since then have not been what i would call nice.
well, ho hum...

shall try to regain that old style of blogging and i shall just keep things light and easy. =D