Thursday, 8th July 2010


I guess a lot of crap must have happened in the morning. Because I can't remember much of it, except that Wesley (who sits next to me in class) and I kept dropping our stuff (e.g. erasers, pens, papers) during Maths lesson.



After school, we had ILT from 2.25 to 3.15. (School now ends at 2.25pm on tuesdays, life is sweet.)



At 3.30, I had a meeting with Denise, Metiwan, Emmanuel and Wenzhong. It was for the QSE talks that we had to plan for the coming week. When I got to the councillor room, there were already a few people there. Then they were talking about something, but somehow it led to me. Then this person said something that seriously angered me:


___: We're the doers, she's the talker.
Other person in the room: What?
___: We're the doers, we do things. She's the talker, talk only.



I got really pissed off at the stereotyping. My first reaction was not to verbally retaliate or anything, because I was only in the first stage of retaliation: Staring at aforementioned person and trying to comprehend what he'd said.

But while it's not like me to use vulgarities of hokkien origin and use my 'dulcet' tones, I couldn't be without sticking up for myself and giving the person a piece of my mind. I mean, what's that supposed to mean? That I'm just some robot wh0, when given a script, will start speaking on command? That was the first time I've ever heard of that stereotype. I knew people already had this preconceived image of me being known for nothing else than public speaking and journalism.
There's actually nothing I can do about it. Because it's not good to prove yourself to people who think you're worth nothing to them. It's desperate.


And even to go onstage and speak, requires preparation and confidence. SUSO speakers, you guys know what I'm talking about. And for my part, as Head of Publicity, I've done the stuff I was delegated to, for Investiture, Youth Day, and whatever else the exco was involved in. Bottomline, to be able to voice out your thoughts, you have to know your stuff, and that means
doing stuff. Pretty obvious which of the two the person couldn't do.

It was a really callous thing of him to say. And I understand why he said that, it's probably because he can't speak properly? Says a lot. But in no way did I find it funny, and it is with a wry smile that I say I've inadvertently made an enemy. No worries though, he wasn't a nice person to start with.



Saturday, 10 July 2010

This coming week is going to be really busy, not just for me, but practically the entire sec 3 cohort.


Went to school to meet Denise, Met, Emm and Wenzhong for QSE. A whole lot of meetings have sprung from our discussion today, which makes the entire coming week packed to the brim.

mon : meeting
tues + wed : elearning day
wed : cca
wed: QSE meeting?
thurs : Farid, Sandra, Jevelin and I go onstage.
fri: ____
sat : meeting again i think.




oh, I've not mentioned remedials and other activities yet. Which is just as good my subconscious left them out.



Am burying my feelings within me, laughing and smiling whenever I can, because it's not very often I get to do that. It's taking a lot of restraint, but I'm pulling through.



SPORTS DAY was alright, I suppose. Half the pomp was taken out of the occasion because it wasn't celebrated together with National Day. Anyway, we had the usual events, the usual winners. But it was great cheering for them, even if we didn't have any part in their success, or didn't know them well. I'd like to mention Sean Timuari in particular, for being such an embodiment of perseverance. I was standing by the track, as part of media crew + reporting, so I witnessed at least the first 5 events up close.



I took Niceline along with me to help with reporting. Had to do so much walking across the entire stadium, to get to the starting point of the track to where my class was seated . The weather was just right I suppose. Cold and dreary in the early morning, sunny and merciless in the later part of the day.

Had fun with 3E1 as well, taking pictures, making fun of Afiq, camwhoring with Becky and friends, doing the crossword puzzles (I was literally spitting out the answers) and basically just stoning, because I was suddenly emo for some reason I can't quite put my paw on.

Check the pictures on FB :)


After the event, Niceline and I got driven back to school in Mr Wai's car. Mr Wai and Mrs Fong were talking about a really interesting topic. The subscription rates of the three telcos for the World Cup, which um, btw ends on the 11th? Niceline and I were practically sitting in silence, and I was resigned to miming California Girls in the backseat.



Got back to the art room


Sorted out Roving DV stuff with Isaiah (a.k.a. Kim Cheng Song) ->> return me my thumbdrive darling!


Talked to nasri + jingen + niceline + shafinah



cleaned the magazine table in the AR, fanned out the magazines a la The Devil Wears Prada
*quote* "Vogue is sacred." *unquote*



helped joel with his captions for his design comp entry



he helped me with partial fractions.



wrote 10 sentences of SS homework



Took a really weird video set to the tune of the DJ Shadow's Top Billboard Hits of 2009 Mash-up (put up the video nas)



Ate Canadian 241 courtesy of Mdm Maz


Drank a fourth of my weight in coke (just kidding)



Helped with sorting out entries sent in for Design Competition (c_n_r_t_s to .....)



Left school at 6;30pm.





Tomorrow's an early start. Have homework to rush. It's going to be a lazy sunday (hmm now HOW did I start that?!) because the video store won't be open, and I've work ATW to do...

But I have iceblue-coloured cotton candy to accompany me. Oh well.




Love,