Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Finally get to blog after x days. There are so much things to write about my 'pleasurable' days in ________ but with the constraint of time, I shall just touch on one thing that occurred after school today.
At 3.25pm, I walked to the classroom where the interview was held. Two interviewers were chatting there. I immediately turned around and tried to escape before they 'caught' me.
Interviewer: Lijing right? (wonder how they know my name)
me: Yes
Interviewer: You want to start first since you are the ealiest?
me: Huh? So fast?
Interviewer: Or you want to settle yourself 1st in the holding room ?
me: Ok, so I'll come back later?
Interviewer: Yup, asap.
......In the holding room, I saw a classmate doing maths. Let's call him YB.
me: YB, you want to be interviewed first? The teachers are there already.
YB: So fast? It's not even 3.35pm yet.
me: But they say the interview can start now.
YB quietly packed his bag and asked why I was not going first.
LJ: I told them I need to settle myself so why dun u go 1st?
I was expecting a reluctant response while leading him to the room but amazingly he really went in!
Wahahahahah...I know I'm evil but he is my only help. Anyway, I was after him. The interviewers should have guessed why they saw YB instead of me earlier on. Nvm, that's not related to the topic. And YB didn't mind at all! Dun ask me what the interview is. I won't answer!
Moral of the story: always befriend the gentlemens :)
Jing
Monday, February 9, 2009
I wonder whose influence makes me love maths and chem so much that they seem to have been part of me and when I studied them again this morning, it was like reviving a long lost feeling. The first lesson weren't that tough since it reviews sec sch topic but that almost imposed a problem for me to absorb the knowledge or rather process it. Yea, I'm quite slow..
I find it a terrible idea to split our OGs into different classes even for those with the exact subject combination. All my friends are splited up and it just looks weird without knowing anyone from the class. Many times I tried to stretch out my hand to new classmates especialy boys but never succeed in doing so, at least for today. Haiz, I bahave as though I am in a girls' school since I dun talk to boys, even during the orientation unless the games requires it.
The moment I spotted my civics tutor on the list I can forsee a problem at the end of this year. It is not that I practise racial discrimination but a malay civics tutor can't possibly communicate with my mum if there is a parent meeting session.
Due to slow processing and absorbing ability, I may not have time to blog at least every other day so do NOT push me if you don't see a new post after 3 days or more. Jiayi may choose to spam my tagboard. Please do so if you prefer me to spend more time 'replying' you than posting. :)
Jing
Friday, February 6, 2009
Bad news, I'm rejected again. Guess I have to stay in Innova for 2 years, visiting the mrt every morning to anticipate the sun rise. That's why plants do isn't it?
Btw, my new 'friends' began calling me floral 'names' since after they knew I was from Mayflower. This morning Fiona asked me why I reach school so early. My reply was," to welcome to sun rise". Lame right?
As anticipated, a school with nearly half of non-chinese won't gather enough student to take up General Studies in Chinese. And since there isn't any combination like H2 maths, chem, CLL(chinese and literature) and H1 econs, I'm forced to forsake chinese. But that's perfectly alright, I can always learn chinese independently through newspaper articles. If there isn't anyone who learns CLL in my class, I can purchase those poems and literature text. If no teachers bother to explain the metaphors to one who dun take the subject, I can find those meaning online or buy those references in China.
If I possess the surviving skills of Erica's, there is no way I can't stand out among these people. When told there are pple whose english standard is lower than mine, I didn't know they exist until they reveal their grades. I also forgot there are pple who didn't do Amaths b4 so they looked blur in front of binomial equations.
I think Jiayi knows that I'm actually not that talkative. I seldom speak during meals and other times like queueing, walking, during class unless there is sth to laugh about. I have listening to silence. But now, I feel forced to talk because my new friends are quite talkative. So I gotta think of sth to say during break, after lectures, while queueing for notes, walking to lecture halls or I'll be left out.
One thing bad about talking to them is I starting to speak more and more Singlish which is very very undesirable. I hate myself to speak in that way but am always influnced unknowingly. HaiZ, can't I live a quiet and peaceful life?
Back to those supposingly 'god' schools, that is no way to express my hatred for them. Though the outcome is predictable and maybe resonable, I can't help to hate them. So for revenge, I am working double hard and triple harder in future in the most intelligent and effective way I can develop to outstand those students in there. Wait and see, I'll snatch away their placings in Uni.(No offense to friends in these JCs)
Jing
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Haiz, now the whole world knows I got rejected by nyjc. What should I say? I got freaked out by my own results. Even during appealing as I fill in my grades, I feel ashamed. If I were the person looking at it, most probably I'll never accept the student.
On the way to the market this evening I met my neighbour smoking at void deck. Tried to run away but was stopped by him. Obviously, he asked where was I posted to. I smiled then laughed. He thought I'm 7 pointer. Wow! If it is true I can hug him 100 times and kiss him 50 times. Not like what I expected, I was shocked and touched by his encouragement. @.@ Love him million years >.<
I feel rejected. In fact I am rejected. And I may be rejected. Haiz the worst is, I can't die! So painful to be dead. More painful to be alive.
Should I accept it>
Now I realise that only when I am extremely depressed then I can write touching stories in chinese. Just look at my diay entry yesterday, I can never produce one with equal weightage now. How saddening, it has 2 drops of tears' mark on it.
Haiz, I'm lost. Do I deserve the chance?
Lijing
