soon.
In the meantime, I really really really miss this.
Labels: Friends, Picture Post, Quickies
Ian got me started on this last night. Ended up having an epic urban dictionary search session instead of designing the debate society’s flyer. Sorry Zean Shiung, there’s still Sunday. :D Anyway I searched up everyone’s names and included my favorite definition under each.
NOTE: Not to be taken seriously. Most of the time. (;
#4: a charismatic, if slightly nutty, male.
See #6 (;
#1: An amazing name. People with this name usually kick ass at everything they do.
#6: A ninja.
#10: Every one is obsessed with him. He’s not popular. He’s not hot, though some people think he is. Girls harass him constantly and will never stop. He’s funny. He’s weird. He has broad shoulders. He is kind of tall. Every one loves Peter. He’s spazzy.
Oh that guy fell down 4 staircases. He is such a peter.
#4: Someone who likes looking up his name on Urban Dictionary.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
#1: The most sincere, goodhearted, and gorgeous girl to grace the world with her lively presence. Some say she resembles Rachel Weisz but in actuality Weisz would never be able to reach the pedestal of beauty that Joanna sits atop of. 2. Pretty much the most awesome person you can ever hope to meet. Be weary though, Joanna is a complete badass and is known to carry either a nine or a gat with her at all times - for protection from other jealous rival badasses and if she just feels like being a thug and robbing a liquor store or grocery for the hell of it.
#8: Of Gaelic origin meaning Fortitude and Strength. Also, perhaps, the most beautiful young woman on the planet.
#3:
1. n; the onomatopoeic sound effect of bouncing boobs.
2. v; the act of boobs (or the owner of said boobs) creating this sound by bouncing.
I think this is the point where I fell off the chair laughing.
Samira, Trishna and Prashanth only have one entry each. Zean Shiung and Ezreena don’t feature. But they DO have a good entry on Shaun. Check out #1 (;
Aaaand finally.
#2: An extremely pretty and interesting girl. Hair is usually blond as she can be a bit ditzy at times but everyone loves her for it. Parties hard, loves life and is particularly fond of bows. Anyone would be lucky to even know a Louise.
#3: A popular feminine form of the name Louis; it is used in all English-speaking and French-speaking countries, and is commonly found across Europe. Rhymes with most of the English dictionary: cheese, peas, keys, please, knees, wheeze, jeez, bees, ease, tease, sneeze, these, fees and so on.
Also in a famous saying:What up Louise!
"Jeez Louise!"
Ohhh the things people around the world with our names do when they’re bored. (:
Go go search up your name and tell me what comes up!
Oh and I’m no big fan of cheerleading, though I do like watching the cheer routines. But I am a huge fan of Catholic High School (; and twitter tells me that Calyx Girls have just made the top 15 at today’s Cheer 2010! :D
Isn’t it?
Briana says:
omg
no good loooking guys at taiwan
fuck
-.-
Louise says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Briana says:
whats the point of abstaining now theeeen
Geeeez
Louise says:
okay i know what to get you for your going away present.
we're gonna make you an album of hot guys pictures.
Briana says:
i mean, i gave up dating for half a year because i was afraid i would just fall for someone for the attention because i thought i should go to taiwan with a very clean start
BUT OMG, NO HOT GUYS AT ALL
Louise says:
hmmm
maybe we should get you a cardboard cut-out of a really cute guy.
then you can take it with you and keep it in your room
Briana says:
CANNOOOT LAH
so tempting
it will only make me hate that place more
GRRRRRR
OMG
what's wrong with their english?!!!!
You know that there is seriously something wrong
when they call spring 'flower season'
that's like
so LALAH
Louise says:
why's that lalah!!?
Briana says:
it sounds lalah
am i being picky?
HEHH HEH HEH
and now I am thinking of buying another pair of sport shoes
cause mine is white
and I dont think you'd like washing your shoes when it is so cold there
Louise says:
hahahaha
look on the bright side
every day you're going to look like the best dressed couple from your party.
Briana says:
AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAH
WTF
Eh, I like the uniforms kays
I just need to add my own style into it
OMG
YONG SUI NEVER MIND
THEY ARE LIKE SUPER SHORT D;
HOW LAH LU
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW
I NO WAN NO WAN NO WAN
( for a moment I have this super funny thought. Here I m whining, then one week upon reaching you see fb and it says Briana Nino Leong is in a relationship)
hhhahaahhaha
wtf.
Louise says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
if that happens
i might just die laughing
Briana says:
HAHAAHHA
And I will be embarrassed like shit
BUT PLEASE LAH
IT WONT HAPPEN
Louise says:
DON'T TALK LIDDAT
LATER IT REALLY HAPPEN HOW
I'M GONNA LAUGH SOME MORE!
Briana says:
NEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER
HAHAHAHAHAHA
YOU SUPER MEAN
hahhaahhaahahahahXD
No hot girls there also -.-
WHICH IS GOOOD
cause no competition wtf.
Louise says:
BUT THERE'S NO PRIZE EITHER!!!
hahahahahahhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa
Briana says:
YEAHHHHH
Louise says:
shit
damn lame
Briana says:
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN
hhahahhahahaha
i am like
laughing out loud
Louise says:
okay no i refuse to believe that some godforsaken small town like malaysia can have reasonably hot guys and taiwan don't have.
i give you two months
before you change your status.
Briana says:
HAHAHAHAAHHAA
is that a bet?
huh huh huh?!
Louise says:
YESH.
BRING IT ON BABY
Briana says:
okay
i be honest kays
if i really am i will change the status
whoever wins gets a real nice christmas present
ngum ngum 9 +2 = 11
by november
or you scared want to make it by decemberrrr
AHHAHAHAH
Louise says:
december lol.
fine i'm chicken.
Briana says:
lol
Louise says:
but then at least december i'll have money for sure.
hahahahahaa
right now i'm broke!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Briana says:
hahahhaha, I'll get you sth nice from Taiwan anyow
but if you win you get sth even nicer
okay, so the deadline is?
Louise says:
er i can't think of any specific date so
christmas day
it's about 6 months from now anyhow.
oh!
khoo yee hsiong's back from england!
Briana says:
OH, how is that related to me?
eh, 2 weeks before christmas
or i wont have time to shop
Louise says:
hahahahaha okay
11 dec.
wah damn serious weih
LOL LOL.
Briana says:
I know right
hahhaahahahahahahaahahaahahah!
wah 1111
I seriously dontknow what to expect
hahhahaha
But if I am happy there
I dont mind getting you a bigger gift
lolololol
Louise says:
1112 LAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DECEMBER!
Briana says:
hahhahaahhaha
okay okay
okay
okay
CEH
HAHHAHAAH
PUI PUI PUI
so kan cheonghahahahhaha
I thought I could trick you into it
hahahahah
once you say okay
....'
DENG
Louise says:
RIGHT.
just admit it bree
your original hair colour isn't black!!!!!!!
Briana says:
WHAT
Louise says:
lol no la jk.
Briana says:
It is black lahj
are you like blind or sth
It's like even darker than normal people's har
*hair
and wh lah you suddenly talk abt hair color
dont change the subject
are you trying to make me dye or sth?
Louise says:
i'm talking about blondes.
-________________________-
Briana says:
OH.Louise says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA
& now you know why the title of Joanna’s blog is “my best friend is a bimbo”. (:
People like asking me why I pulled out of the Creative Artistic Soul category for the CHS Students’ Choice Awards last year. I told everyone that it was because I felt that, as the head of the department running the Awards, I shouldn’t be contesting. But that was an excuse to save my pride. It was actually more because put next to people like Briana Leong, my creativity pales in comparison. If you are blessed enough to have received a gift from her before, chances are it was probably handmade with painstaking care and detail. If there was any one person who exuded beauty and elegance and spunk from every pore, it would be her. She is so good with both her hands, and her words!
Me and Bree on CHS’s Graduation Day 2009.
Here is a blog post of hers that I particularly enjoyed reading and I told her so. And when she asked me to do the post as well so she could read my answers I went EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :DDD And so I have, but please click and see her original post before you read my pathetic attempt below at creating something as beautiful and poetic as what she has. What to do, I really wanted to try at least! And if I fail to come even close to what she did, I can only say: at least I was honest all the way through this entry. Just as I know she was in hers. Hi, Dan. This is for you, happy birthday yesterday. :)
ONE
If were a month, I’d be April.
Because it’s my birth month; because it’s spring, the start of all things new.
TWO
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Saturday.
Because Saturday mornings have this way of being beautiful, even when they’re clouded over and rainy.
THREE
If I were a time of day, I’d be Dawn.
Jumping out of bed eagerly to greet the day.
FOUR
If I were a planet, I would be one where I can watch the aurora borealis from wherever I am.
Every single night.
FIVE
If I were a sea animal, I’d be Coral.
Stunning but silent.
SIX
If I were a flower, I’d be daisies.
Small, clean and white with a golden heart.
SEVEN
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be the kind where it rains and shines at the same time.
Like laughing through your tears.
EIGHT
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piccolo.
Tiny but with the voice of a songbird.
NINE
If I were a colour, I’d be a the whole palette!
But if I really had to pick one, it would be yellow. No explanation needed. :)
TEN
If I were a fruit, I’d be a lemon.
So bemoaned by people when life gives them those, but so wonderfully tangy.
ELEVEN
If I were a sound, I’d be bells.
They wake us up, no matter what type of bell they are. They make us sit up and listen.
TWELVE
If I were a car, I’d be a Volkswagen Beetle.
Tiny but classic.
THIRTEEN
If I were a food, I’d be sorbet.
Ice cold and oh-so refreshing.
FOURTEEN
If I were a place, I’d be a big public library.
Wide open, comfortable, with lots of books and people.
FIFTEEN
If I were a scent, I’d be anything citrus.
Anti-soporific.
SIXTEEN
If I were an object, I’d be a patchwork quilt.
A gallimaufry, a queer mixture of patterns, a hodgepodge.
SEVENTEEN
If I were a facial expression, I’d be this.
Life is sheer bliss.
EIGHTEEN
If I were a song, I’d be the one that makes you want to jump and dance like nobody’s watching; the one that makes all your friends join in.
Enjoying the music.
My favourite from Form 4 up till now: Mika – Love Today.
NINETEEN
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be ballet flats.
Comfortable yet chic.
TWENTY
& If I could be anyone in the whole wide world, I’d be me.
Because as imperfect as it is, there’s no one else’s life I feel like living. I’m a grateful girl. And I’m awesome that way.
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Musings, Personal, Very Long Posts
Looking back, it was a bit crazy to dive headfirst into the ICRC competition so soon after joining the world of debate and finding a team. The motions of the humanitarian law debate are some of the toughest ever around. The days leading up to the competition were spent alternating between studying for A-levels and reading up on current humanitarian issues. But as Kareem, Lily and I found out, extensive knowledge alone isn’t going to save you in the ICRC debate; it’s just a minimum requirement. The motions are complicated, making proving/disproving the other team an extremely difficult job. I’m not that surprised that we only won one round (as far as I know).
But the fun I had justifies everything. I had fun training, and I had fun at the real competition. I learnt so much about my team and how it could function better – if Kareem wants to continue debating with us, of course. [insert biiiiiiiig hopeful grin :D] The most fun I had was during the HELP 1 vs. HELP 3 round, and I’m not even sure why I had so much fun, even though my team didn’t win the round! The tension just wasn’t there; it felt like another of our many practice rounds. Everyone in the room knew each other, the adjudicator included. Debating is a social event, and it’s a lot more fun when you know everyone you’re up against.
Fun doesn’t excuse not working harder though (a treaty a day!!). You can bet the next time I’m around for a competition we’re going to win more than just a quarter or two-fifths of the rounds.
The realization that the exams have ENDED for now hasn’t quite sunk in. But I love that feeling every time I do remember that I don’t have to bring a book along to study everywhere I go. Remember that long long note that Mercedes/Amber Riley sang at the end of the song in Glee, Proud Mary?
HEY YEAH YeEeeEEAAaaAaAaaAAAH! :D
Labels: day-to-day, ECA, Friends
We now have a brief respite from the next (and final!) round of exams – English Lit and C2. On top of that the pressure from the last week has lifted – the stress was unbelievable. My phoneS (!!!) were wrecked, and I couldn’t tell my parents; they’re just not the kind of people who can laugh at careless mistakes. And with relevance to that, I had screwed something up in every exam so far, no matter how hard I had worked. And then there I was, once again, worrying about things that I should not even have been worrying about in the first place.
I know I was talking about fighting pessimism; the truth is that on the blog I can cover up my foul moods really well. In reality I was so stressed out that I couldn’t even sleep well at night because I was speculating about everything that could potentially go wrong.
But some things helped ease the strain immeasurably. Things like 5-page-long pathetically ranty emails and chats on MSN that lasted well past the parents’ forgivable bedtime. And it didn’t quite matter that there were no solutions offered to any of the problems I was facing; it was strangely therapeutic to come home and type all of it out knowing that someone on the other end would be listening. Just that assurance that someone cared enough to listen was enough. By Saturday, some of my problems had somehow resolved themselves.
I didn’t thank them enough then. And I doubt I ever will be able to – how is a counseling session like that repayable? I suppose the best way would be to let you know how much you helped me: for the first time in two and a half weeks, I slept well last Wednesday night.
Lesson learnt: even the worst day is only 24 hours long. :)
I have one week to go to English Lit and C2 math! And I am PROUD to say that I haven’t procrastinated too much – except when I spent all of Sunday watching Criminal Minds and eating junk food and getting nothing done at all which resulted in another long pathetic rant to said friend. This has resulted in me going vegetarian for this week, by the way. :D
On the bright side to the exams, this means there is just one more week to go till the 3-week break – I simply cannot wait! It has been a long time since I had such a long holiday. And I’d like to say that I’ve earned it.
On the downside to the exams, this means that this is just over one week away.
These 1 2 3 are going to have to be my best friends for the next 7 days. Sigh.
And on a completely unrelated note, with reference to this:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/world/middle_east/10201165.stm
I just thought that the Turkish government should be incredibly proud.
Maybe it’s because I still live in the world of heroes and heroines from the movies; where if they put up a hard enough fight against all the odds, by some wild lucky stroke dealt by the fickle Lady Fortune (or maybe even Calypso :D) – they will win.
I just thought it was really, really brave of the people aboard the flotilla to put up such a terrific resistance to the Israelis in the name of providing aid for those suffering in the Gaza Strip. They were raided by the Israeli army, commando-style, going in with guns blazing. They knew that if the Israeli army tried to stop them in any way, none of their aid would get through to the Gazans. So they decided to fight back. And hell, did they fight back. Watch the video of them throwing one of the Israeli soldiers offboard. It’s the stuff of pirate movies!
Okay I have the feeling that I am somehow being insensitive. But I do respect those aboard the Mavi Marmara. The dead among them died heroes!
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Musings, Random-ia
Because no matter how hard you work, someone must come in last. Because life isn’t always going to reward you in proportion to the effort you put in. Because we know that you put in your 110% even though you came in last, and that’s much better than not giving it your best shot, coming in last and having regrets. Because it was always supposed to be more about the fun you and your teammates had working together than the actual results. Because nothing ever goes to waste. Because you know that the judges are screwed up the judge’s decision in this case is not infallible and therefore is not to be taken as a measure of how well you actually performed. I mean, we’ve all seen and experienced the close-minded way in which they evaluate our chef d'oeuvres. Not enough recycled materials wtf.
Because someone out there knows you are capable of handling all this, and more. And you know that, from now on, you’re going to be a little harder, better, faster and stronger.
I don’t claim to know what you’ve gone through. Do we ever really know what someone else goes through? I just really wanted to make you feel better. And this is what I would have needed to hear, if it had been me.
Chin up, smile.
P/S: Oh! And because when all else fails, there’s nothing a pint of cookies and cream ice-cream can’t solve. :)
I’ll make this quick.
My thanks to the person who linked this post to the hate group page. I had no idea how I was going to get anyone to read it, and I was feeling utterly pointless. But so now you’ve read it and I hope you do SOMETHING! Paying respects is flattering but as pointless as it would be if you hadn’t read it.
-edit-
Thank you but please stop saying “respect”! It makes me feel like someone died!!
Now for what I really wanted to say:
Congratulations to the CHS Debate teams (BOTH of them!!) for doing spectacularly at the HELP Debate 2010! ESPECIALLY Carmen Chua, Yu Li and Rachel Gan for BREAKING 1ST out of the 96 teams from around the country! There’s no denying you guys deserve the ranking. I’m not even affiliated with you anymore but I feel so giddy and happy for all of you. (: (Dude I was hopping up and down like a rabid rabbit in the one hour before the breakings were announced. –.-) Can you imagine how much like a proud daddy Ian must feel?!
Now go take out the competition and HAVE FUN! :DD
Labels: Friends, High School, Quickies, Random-ia
Being angry is too tiring a pastime to to be kept up for long. Here’s something that made me very, very happy.
Joanna and Briana belanja-ed me dinner at Kissaten, Jaya 1 last Saturday night. We had a fabulous time catching up over kiwi smoothies and good food.
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It’s funny if you look at our history. We always hung out together in Form 3, being in the same class. But there was always so much drama and angst between us! Hardly a week could go by without one of us pissing the other off. The tension escalated in Form 4. I drifted apart from the other two and there was this horrible period of time when Briana and I couldn’t be near each other. We weren’t on speaking terms. The friendship between us fluctuated so dramatically that once, I told Anselm that Briana and I were good once again, and he laughed and said, yeah right. I give it two days. He was being honest, but it shows how bad we were back then. And for most of the following year, Briana and Joanna were very close, leaving me out of their loop. I accepted my lot and shrugged it off, figuring I’d never be able to get on well with them anyway, and went to look for other friends.
And yet here we are, three years on – better than ever before.
We’ve changed, all three of us, some of us really drastically. I mean if you looked at Briana back in Form 3, you would hardly have imagined that this girl would someday become Vice President of the Choir Club, then run for Prom Queen and come thisclose to winning! And Joanna’s still Joanna, the good old loyal girl who walks in while everyone else walks out. Albeit a lot happier now. (:
And then there’s me. Who used to think that the world owed me a happy ending. And since I still believe in happy endings, I clearly have a long way to go. *grins*
I make it sound like I always expected that we’d end up back together as good friends. I didn’t! But I’ve told you this before – Form 5 at CHS was when most of the animosity culminated in the first few years of high school dissolved. High school life was far too short and sweet to be spent being angry – just like now. You have to make allowances for change, you have to learn to write your grievances in sand, and your happiness in marble. So when Briana called me up to ask if I wanted to celebrate, it just felt so right that all three of us should be hanging out together again.
Maybe there’s something about friends who fight with you because they want the best for you.
Nights like these remind me that the best friends are the ones who’ve seen you at your worst and still want to stick things through with you. They’re the kind of friends who make me want to swallow my philosophy that best friends don’t exist. They’re not the only ones who make me want to do that, mind you.
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But this was our night, and I enjoyed it. They’re special… Because they’re the one who reassure me that my one year in a B class was time well spent. *grins* There are some things you can just feel with your gut, and the knowledge that we’ll be friends for a very long time to come is one of them.
So this is for you: Jo and Dan. (: Thank you.
[all names in the following post have been removed to protect identities where necessary]
I just came back from the Majlis Anugerah Kecemerlangan at CHS this morning. I’m sick, and I’m missing out on Kai Boon and Edrea’s birthday movie outing to rest. But I made the mistake of logging on to Facebook, and I saw something that has made me incredibly pissed off and disillusioned with the high school that I am so proud of. It is making me so disappointed and vexed that I am here, blogging, instead of resting and recuperating from a rough week at college.
This is what happened: I received an invitation to a hate group, and it was directed at a certain CHS-ian (currently Form 5) who has just been made Sportsman of the year. I do not know the Sportsman personally, although I may have bumped into him/her off the track a few times. I do not know most of the members of this hate group either. I imagine that I received the invitation simply because I am still filed under “SMJK Katholik” in my list of networks. The title of the group was completely capitalized, and it exuded pure hostility. I clicked to check out the group, and was shocked at what I read. To say that the members of this group are unhappy that he was awarded Sportsman of 2010 is an egregious understatement.
The group description accuses the Sportsman of 2010 of bootlicking to achieve his award, among other claims that he is completely under-qualified for the title. I have copy-pasted the entire group description here.
i dno wtf he got to make him as olahragawan. NO ONE KNOWS. what i know is taekwondo WTF is his sport that he's so good in. is taekwondo a sport that require a large amount of strength to kick or punch an opponent to the ground? how come i dont see him having a big and strong quadriceps, hamstring, biceps, deltoids and many other part that are so crucial to this sport. last but not least, after knowing that he was announced as olahragawan, he'll go round showing his "handsome" yet lanc face to everyone, as if he is the best sportsman ever produced in this school, to let the whole school know he is the OLAHRAGAWAN OF CHS 2010. even our dearest olahragawati YX who are so fabulous in squash didnt do that. Won’t you feel embarrassed by doing so? Everyone will, except for him. He is such a pain in the ass as he disgusts the title and glory of CHS Olahragawan with his qualifications and capabilities. Isn’t this honor supposed to be given to an epitome of sportsman? He “got” this “title” by bugging teacher every day (personally, I think teachers were fed up with him so just let him be, as other candidates aren’t DESPERATE like him ), unlike people like YX who is destined to be olahragawati with obvious olahragawati-like achievements. To be succinct, he is detestation, abomination, ABHORRENCE!
The grammar of this torrent is appalling, although I do applaud the writer for getting the word “abhorrence” spelt correctly. But it makes me really sad to see that this immature way of dealing with a disagreeable situation is a product of a CHS-ian.
Firstly, what do you intend to achieve by creating a hate group on a social networking site? You get together a bunch of people who all dislike him as much as you do and bitch about him online. Then what? Rally together and get the principal to reverse this decision? In my opinion that could have been done without the hate group at all. Furthermore I think that Facebook groups are rather unnecessary unless they’re for fun. There are plenty of groups that are created for a supposed cause – 100000 People Against ISA, 1000000 Members Against Whaling. Privately, though, I wonder how many of them got anything done upon reaching the desired number of members. My point is that this Facebook group is redundant if you want his Sportsman title revoked. If you really think that the decision is unfair and that there is some other more deserving boy out there, take it to the school administration – in a calm, collected manner, preferably in the form of a letter.
On the point that he is under-qualified, I find the group’s definition of what makes a sportsman rather shallow. Members of this group, allow me to quote you:
is taekwondo a sport that require a large amount of strength to kick or punch an opponent to the ground? how come i dont see him having a big and strong quadriceps, hamstring, biceps, deltoids and many other part that are so crucial to this sport.
Perhaps you’d like to know that the Sportsman of 2009 (whom you can look up in the 2009 yearbook of CHS) did not have “big and strong quadriceps, hamstring, biceps, deltoids”. He was actually quite short and quite skinny. And most of his achievements were not in a sport that would require one to have any of those characteristics which you seem to associate with being a sportsman. If you think that taekwondo is not a sport that sounds worthy of a Sportsman, then the what the Sportsman of 2009 excelled in will sound ridiculous to you: his sport was ping-pong.
And to answer your question, you are apparently ignorant of the fact that taekwondo is a sport that not only requires strength to “kick or punch” but also a whole lot of skill. I never learned taekwondo, but if you watch anyone perform taekwondo or related martial arts, you’ll know that it takes practice to not only drive an opponent to the ground, but also to do it in a manner that doesn’t hurt yourself! They’re not called martial arts for nothing! I find it amusing that you think that taekwondo is just about “kicking and punching”. That’s not taekwondo at all. That’s cat fighting.
The fact is that the Sportspeople are awarded their titles based on the extent of their achievements in the area of sport that they excel in. This means they don’t look at how impressive or physically exerting the sport you chose is. You could have chosen something as obscure as bob-sledding, but if you have worked hard at it and are a star in the arena of bob-sledding, you are qualified for the award. I asked my friend and apparently the Sportsman of 2010 was awarded the title because he had some achievements not only at national level but also at international level taekwondo competitions. Apparently our school thinks that it’s okay for them to have fewer achievements on a a national level (I also heard the Sportsman has no gold medals from national/state level competitions), as long as they have taken part in an international event, they’re qualified for the sports title. If you think that this reasoning is skewed, then this is the point on which you should take it to the school’s admin, not what you said: lack of muscles. Him not having bulging deltoids simply means that he does not fit the stereotype of a sportsperson that you – we – have all formed. Muscles do not a man maketh, and neither do aggressive words and excessive venom.
I’m not kidding by the way. If you sincerely believe that the Sportsman of 2010 is under-qualified for the title, then I whole-heartedly encourage you to take the matter up with the school authorities. It’s too late now that the Majlis Anugerah Kemerlangan is over and he has already been awarded the title. This is what you should have done in the first place, not waste your time creating stupid Facebook groups that do nuts but generate more friction, heat and noise than necessary and do absolutely nothing to solve your grievances. I still encourage you to complain to the administration, albeit calmly and rationally, not obnoxiously as you have done so far. Even if they don’t listen, they’ll know that you tried to right something that you saw as wrong, and that’s far better than remaining silent and not speaking up at all.
But I suspect that the true heart of the matter lies in these phrases here.
last but not least, after knowing that he was announced as olahragawan, he'll go round showing his "handsome" yet lanc face to everyone…
He “got” this “title” by bugging teacher every day (personally, I think teachers were fed up with him so just let him be, as other candidates aren’t DESPERATE like him )
First of all (and I resist the urge to correct and flame the atrocious grammatical mistakes you have made), I am INSULTED that you think that CHS’s teachers can be swayed by the nagging of a mere student. Clearly you have yet to make any kind of trouble with the disciplinary board or any of those on the school administration team. Otherwise you would have seen that people like Miss Margaret hardly bend an inch to your wheedling to get your events approved. What makes you think that they’d give in to someone who’s pleading to be given the title of Sportsman? CHS teachers have quality in terms of discipline and dedication. Our disciplinary system is not legendary only in name!
Also, no matter how huge anyone’s ego is, or how desperate they are, I can’t believe that anyone would stoop so low as to beg to be made Sportsman in the place of someone more worthy of the title. That’s a complete contradiction to your accusation of him having an oversized head.
But I suspect that the problem with the Sportsman is more personal than the creator of the group lets on. Boy you guys should see the comments on the group wall – they get more and more spiteful and venomous.
(SPORTSMAN 2010) CAN EAT OUR SHIT AND LICK OUR SHOES!
LOL maybe he'll change schools after reading this
They’ve even doodled on his pictures using Paint and uploaded them to the group. It’s childish enough to make you wince.
I have little to say about this matter, because I know neither side personally. But I’d like to ask the creator of the group to at least keep your emotions out of this matter. Rationality is a virtue. Not everything that comes out of the Pendidikan Moral textbook is crap, you know. Besides, I think that the Sportsman’s achievements speak for themselves.
(It is rather interesting to note that the admin of this hate group left soon after creating it, leaving the group with no admins at all. The onslaught of spiteful comments still continues though.)
I can see that you’re proud being a student of CHS – you want your Sportsman to be a good representation of school. But the way in which you are dealing with the matter of the poorly-qualified Sportsman isn’t a shining beacon of moral goodness either. In short I am disgusted, I am dismayed, that students who call themselves proud to be part of Catholic High School should simultaneously degrade and defame a fellow student in a manner that is harsh, childish, hasty and uncalled for.
I expected much better.
There was no denying that the Sportswoman was a deserving recipient of her title, though. She stood out by a mile. Well what can I say, girls always tend to outperform boys in high school. (:
If there’s anything I don’t get, it’s the Pelajar Cemerlang of 2009 – I mean, why Zean Shiung of all people?!!! Was there seriously nobody else?! (I actually made myself laugh by exclaiming, “Why did Zean Shiung get Pelajar Cemerlang? I don’t get it!” and then I realized that it sounded like I was asserting that I should have gotten Pelajar Cemerlang.) The school’s reasoning is terribly skewed. But then again I’m saying this because I know Zean Shiung well and it seems pretty much ridiculous that someone like him should get the Pelajar Cemerlang award. But no, I’m not being serious. It’s not big enough a deal for me to go to the school and complain because his list of achievements was exhaustive. QUITE impressive lahh. And I’m not just saying this because he has to take me home after debate practice! He IS a good friend… when he isn’t trying to be a jerk. [Hi Zhaun! :D]
But just imagine what the school admins would say if they found out that their male Pelajar Cemerlang 2009 gets turned on by hot guys at the gym.
*GRINS*
Labels: Friends, High School, Musings, Very Long Posts
HOLA FROM CHILE!
:D
This delegate is not dead yet! And is proud to state that she SURVIVED HELPMUNC! Despite her internet getting busted the day before HELPMUNC. Can you imagine what it’s like to feel stupid, desperate and helpless?
This delegate is also proud to announce that on Saturday she went up to the podium to make a speech and her script was a blank piece of paper. Her first ever completely impromptu speech. *grins* It sucked, but hey at least this delegate had the guts to go up and defend the already failing resolution. She should totally have won Most Gutsy New Delegate.
This delegate also never realized that a laptop was a necessity for a college student. She plans on switching to the Security Council and using her veto power to demand one from her dad.
This delegate is also getting rather pissed off with this keyboard because the backspace key is jammed. –.-
This delegate is incredibly tired. She has been going to college from 7am-7pm every day since Tuesday and is about to do the same tomorrow! Worse than running marathons I tell you. VAAA D:
But above all, this delegate would like to thank the SGs for making HELPMUNC fun and an awesome learning experience, and for the delegates of Bangladesh, Mexico and the Republic of Korea (all from HRC) for making her day, particularly the delegate of Korea. He shall forever be associated with legalization of prostitution and disbanding of the UN.
This delegate had fun, and will possibly come back for a few more MUNCs, but is of the opinion that Debate still rules. (:
And this delegate has to try and stop talking in 3rd person.
I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU ME WE EVERYBODY!
That feels good. :]
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Random-ia
Today is a very special day.
First off I want to tell you about Kimberley. She was our 5S7 classmate, Rumah Kuning captain, Band President, drummer girl and an awesome possum frisbee player. And she has beautiful legs. Her legs are so nice and smooth, it’s not even fair! (i.i)
If you’ve never met Kimberley, dear readers I give you the photo that BEST sums up the person she is. THIS is Kimberley:
No, not the retard on the left. That’s Jian Kai. The crazy lady on the right is Kimberley. A picture says a thousand words.
And for the record, THIS is also Jian Kai.
But that’s an inside joke and a long story which you can read about here.
And today is a very special day! Why? Because…
AS OF TODAY, KIMBERLEY WONG IS ALLOWED TO MARRY LEE JIAN KAI!!!
They’re both 18 now, after all. *grins*
(Did I detect a faint scream of horror? It sounded remarkably like Jian Kai.)
KIMBERLEY! :D
I’ve always wanted to ride on a kangaroo. You think you can run faster than a kangaroo can jump?? Just wondering.
From all of us, we hope you’re having fun in Aussieland! I miss 5S7 but gatherings just aren’t gonna be the same without you (i.i) and we need you here. HOW ELSE ARE WE GONNA KEEP JIAN KAI AWAY?!
HEHEHE :D
HAVE A SMASHING 18TH :D
Labels: Friends, High School, Random-ia
I disagree with most of you. The SPM results do matter to me. Not because I needed scholarships really badly, but because I am a true-blue CHS-ian: I just really really wanted to know how I did! Like any other exam. Yup, kiasu to the core, c’est moi.
The results were much better than I expected, but no where near as good as I hoped. My results aren’t as awesome as SOME OTHER PEOPLE’S *coughSHENWENKOEYEETHOCKEUDAVIDLILYSHENGHOAYZEANSHIUNGcough* – in fact they’re mediocre, by comparison - but I feel satisfied. Especially where Chinese is concerned! My Chinese tuition teacher was awesome. He knew all along that I could never be persuaded to like Chinese. I was just too lazy to work at it. And yet he continued to push me as hard as I could be persuaded to go. Do you remember this? I expected a D for Chinese.
I got a B+.
As of today, I have never been so glad and so proud: for being Chinese; and of myself, for sticking all the way through with a subject I absolutely detested. Honestly, the uncontested best part of my results slip is the tiny little B+ at the end of the list. Looking at it gives me a huge feeling of accomplishment that I never expected I would ever feel. I suppose I have the school board to thank for making Chinese compulsory for all CHS-ians. There’s really no words to describe the feeling of triumphing over something I was forced into doing and detested all the way.
As for the other subjects, I’m so glad that I managed to make my tuition teachers proud – all of whom I love to bits. I doubt they read my blog, but thank you – Sham (Add Maths & Physics), Mr Lee (Chinese!!!), Mumthaz (BM), Mrs Wong & Kalai (Chemistry).
And thank You. No matter what people say about You, thank You.
I now have a new tool to bargain with my parents! >:D
A BIG shoutout to all CHS-ians:
CONGRATULATIONS!
We totally rocked the SPM!
I’m so proud of us. (:
Lily says that to some extent the results reflect the amount of effort you put in for each subject. I agree with regards to Sejarah because I honestly did not work hard enough to deserve a grade I’d be happy with. But I disagree with regards to BM!! I got an A- for my BM paper. I do not think this is at all fair, because I wrote really well. When you write well, you just KNOW IT. I wrote well enough for an A at least. I totally blame ikan agar-agar!!
I will NEVER be able to look at a plate of jelly the same way ever again. T.T
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, High School, Musings
I spent 4 days, 3 nights at the 2nd Malaysia Debate Open in Melaka, an international competition attended by 76 teams from all over the world like Botswana, India, Qatar, Macau, Singapore and Indonesia. I got to know many of those debaters/adjudicators from other countries. I got to shake hands with some of the biggest and most heard-of names in the debating scene, and was completely overwhelmed by the sheer talent and brainpower around me. I survived hanging around with not much besides 3 crazy gays guys for company for the duration of the competition! I adjudicated for the first time. I watched one epic debate and one bad debate. [It was so bad that I started drawing on my paper instead of taking notes. After that bad debate, one of the speakers came up and shook my hand and said “Thank you, I know you’re tired lah.” because he had seen me resting my head on the desk, and smiled condescendingly at me. I had to bite my lip to stop laughing because I hadn’t been tired. I had been bored!!!] I almost broke my wrist while bowling…
And the only picture I took during the whole trip was THIS:
*grins* Bromance.
HI SHAUN! And congratulations on having officially gone through NS and come out of it alive! :D
I think Disney gets a really bad rep. People tend to switch off the moment anything from HSM or Camp Rock is seen or heard. “Ughhhh, I hate HSM!”
Okay sure, fine, so most of the storylines are incredibly cheesy and unrealistic. Disney can be accused of making young children believe in unrealistic happy endings.
But SERIOUSLY LAH. How many people do you know are truly so gullible as to believe that everything will work out perfectly like in the cartoons? Complete with a prince charming and a dead villain? Even my kid cousin knows it’s unrealistic. Don’t shoot people down for believing in happy endings, because optimism is overrated but completely necessary for our mental wellbeing. In any case, how most of us are smart enough to imagine a happy ending within the limits of reason, a happy ending we can work for. (Friends, please don’t prove me wrong on that point. Lol.)
Whether or not belief in happy endings is something good is a debatable issue, so I’m going to leave it at that. But what troubles me is that we have not only stopped watching the movies but also the songs as well. I get my friends groaning over HSM and Camp Rock songs whenever they come on over the speaker.
Somewhere along our hurry to shed our childhood and be viewed as people with mature tastes, we also lost the ability to appreciate Disney for what it also is: a producer of good music.
I have no problems in admitting that I love listening to Demi Lovato’s Camp Rock tunes and Disney music from the days of The Little Mermaid. Disney’s cheesy, but it’s not one of the biggest sources of the world’s entertainment for nothing. Their shows have quality lah!
Actually I just had to tell you about this, because the song Prince Ali from Aladdin is maddeningly stuck in my head. I feel the urge to play it whenever I walk into a room.
“PRINCE ALI! AMOROUS HE! ALI ABABWA!”
-___________________________-“
This post is so chinchai! But let me assure you, IT IS NOT MY FAULT. I actually wanted to blog about the conversation I had on msn last night with Zean Shiung about accommodation at MDO! But I couldn’t. Because while he was being so funny, posting the conversation up is going to get a lot of important people pissed off with us. Or specifically, him. (Sadly, none of them are politicians, but still.)
This is all your fault, Zhaun! All the clean bits make no sense if I leave the censored bits out! ):
What a waste of good blogging material. Pfffffft
Labels: Friends, Musings, Random-ia
Because NuffNang tells me that you’re the most frequent visitor to my blog. No one visits my site as much as you do. I’m not scared, I’m not freaked out. I’m not going to call you a stalker and defame you. But I’m not flattered either. I don’t feel overly gratified that someone, one person at least, finds me interesting. It’s just that it feels surreal, the fact that a person as ordinary as I am could ever inspire anyone so much, when there are so many people out there who have achieved so much more than I have and think so differently from the rest of us. In my opinion, they are far more inspiring than I could ever be.
It’s funny because I spent part of the day believing that I was being looked down on and feeling like the bottom of someone’s shoe. And then I come home to the realization that to some people, strangers even, I mean a lot more.
But I digress. Thank you for letting me know that my words and actions have influenced at least one person in some way. If you really want to know, I see the person I used to be in you. And I’m sorry, because the few times I actually had contact with you, I did not do much to help you believe in your capabilities. In fact, I may have directly contributed to your lack of self-esteem. That alone should prove that I’m not all that much worth looking up to. Knowing that you read my blog makes me feel incredibly guilty, and gives me the feeling that I need to make up for putting you down. So here’s what I think you should know.
This is a year too late, but don’t let setbacks get in your way. I know I talk much, seeing as I put you down once. But I have faced as many setbacks as you have, believe me. Everyone has. It’s the way they deal with their setbacks, no matter how harsh, that makes all the difference. JK Rowling said in her address to the Harvard Alumni Association in June 2008:
“Some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.
Failure gave me an inner security that I had never attained by passing examinations. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way.”
Be proud of where you failed. Know that you actually tried. (I should eat my own advice, but whatever!) Know that with a healthy dose of confidence and a smattering of luck, you’re not far from being where you want to be. What I’m saying is terribly clichéd, but clichés are clichés for a reason.
And another thing you should remember: the grass only looks greener on the other side.
Now stop wallowing in self-pity. Get out there and show the world what you can be.
Yes, this post really is directed at one specific person. S/he knows who s/he is. (: And I’m sorry if this post makes no sense, but I’m sleepy. Next time I feel like motivating somebody, I won’t do it at 2am in the morning.
I plan to bake something tomorrow. 3-day weekend, HERE I COME! :D
PS: Please don’t let this deter you from reading any further! My blog stats dropping like cow only.
Almost one week ago I went vegetarian for Lent. Pescetarian to be exact, but I’m lazy to explain myself to those who don’t know what that is. Being vegetarian makes me feel awesome! I never feel completely full, but that means I never feel bloated. I always feel comfortably right. But, obscene as this sounds, I miss the taste of meat. :X
There was something bugging me. Had been bugging me for a while, actually. But with all the things that have happened today, it doesn’t feel like much of a problem anymore. Besides, Pei She said it so much better than I could ever have put it.
On a random note, to the Ed Boarders, did you know that I used the pens you gave me last year to write with during National Novice? And I’m using them during college too. I’m the only one in class who uses an orange pen to write chemical equations in chemistry. My notes are so awesomely pretty that I actually feel like studying them!
I know how completely disjuncted this post is, but I feel disjuncted. Though I suppose disjunction is no excuse for lousy blogging. ):
On another completely random note, congratulations Peter Heng on getting accepted into UCL!! And also to Ian for getting into Cambridge, but that’s old news. Besides the fact that the feat itself is utterly amazing and totally worth congratulating publicly, I’m also trying to avoid making a certain someone jealous by mentioning Peter exclusively. *grins*
Being unattached to anyone is awesome. I can tease everyone and not get teased back.
>:D
Labels: day-to-day, Friends
If you’ve been following my Twitter for the past week or so, you may have noticed that I was complaining a lot about homework homework homework and never specifying what kind of homework it was.
Well guess what everybody, HOMEWORK was actually a codename for something else I was working on! And that thing was…
KIMBERLEY WONG’S FAREWELL GIFT :D
(ohmygod, failed attempt at being a code-speaking spy –.- I will obviously never make the FBI.)
The farewell was on Tuesday, and on Monday afternoon I was panicking so badly that I asked Hock Eu to come over and help. In about 3.5 hours, we managed to turn a pile of sugar paper, black cardboard, metal, and 74 photos into… THIS:
I give you my favourite two pages of the whole album:
I started laughing every time I looked at this page.
See here for what they did to the album after I gave it over to Hock Eu to complete. (:
I wasn’t able to make it to the farewell itself, but I HOPE I MADE YOU CRY, KIMBERLEY! :D
Have a smashing time in Australia and don’t scare away too many kangaroos. (:
Labels: Friends, High School
