Friday!
Friday's are great aren't they? Very wonderful day of a week. If we spend enough time looking, analysing and studying fridays, we'll find they're absolutely wondrous things. haha. Well. Friday! Math, and keng guang, the craziest smart guy in class, is sick! aww. haha. He looked like some sick puppy, the craziness in him was all gone. And being nice, or rather, under the order of miss tuan, i bought him a panadol, and he went back to his siao self. Ah, the first human geog test of the year. How could i not get nervous? I haven't been doing that well in 2006, letting mrs chow down a few number of times, well, being an a1. Of course, i did prepare well for the test, only knowing during the last final-year that pure geog requires memorizing, no wonder i didn't get an a1, only an a2, because i didn't memorize. And i did.
When the papers were passed, down, teck siang cursed immediately, in the many different languages and dialects. haha. i don't know what he's cursing about, maybe he doesn't know how to do. But i kept reminding anyway, to focus on geog, or chem, or both. Well i didn't waste much time, i just scribbled as much as i could. And teck was obviously stunned, he didn't know what to write. But isn't it all the same? All the question revolves around the same few stuff. And he should have memorized them.
Honestly i've been fearing the arrival of this day for a while, firstly being the geography test, for i've learnt not to undermine its prowess. Next, the chem re-assessment. Ah. My first re-assessment, thought even if you failed, they wouldn't force you to drop it, but still, i had to start working hard. I guess i do not need to remind others what year this is, you're all sick of it! Alright i did do my studying. And we all realised, the whole of tpa except kenneth had to take chem reassessments! haha. That's so coincidental. Of course i still wish i did study last year, i studied for geog instead. haha, the same situation as now. Because i wanted an a1, so i didn't study chem. Ah, i didn't even get a1, but i got 48 for chem. Then, it was the pool tournament, i didn't even go for the mass revision, i expected to fail anyway.
Anyway, everyone was nervous about it, but i think the re-assessment is really good la, i hope i can take the papers for a maths and physics, i bet i've forgotten everything by now. But the paper was relatively easy i guess, much easier than the final-year, remembering the first few words teck uttered when he received his paper last year for the final-year chemistry were also curses. haha. But it was quite easy. I only want to see a passing mark.
Finishing an examination paper is releasing a huge rock from your chest. Although the pressure might not be that obvious. But sometimes, especially facing time consuming papers like the sciences and the maths, you'll find yourself racing against time. Panic seeps in after more than a minute of staring at a question. And when you finish it, you feel like you've finished using all your powers and just want a good rest, i don't even feel like checking. After a quick check, i then proceeded to bury my head into my arms but i held one eye uncovered, and open. The world was under the ''eye's'' scrutiny. And i saw everything. Let me share my observations. Mostly from people who've finished. Teck, would normally do a soft whistle, the forced whistle he always does, then he'll ruffle his short hair, and spin his pen. Then after checking, he'll neaten up everything, zip up his pencil case, fold his legs the tpa way, and start spinning his pen. Bryan, just behind teck, would stare ahead, at thin air, and subconciously start spinning his pen too. Weng fung on the other hand, is a rather special case. Weng fung would finish his paper, put both hands at the sides of the table, look at teck siang, open his mouth halfway, and stone. Just that way. Half open, and staring at teck siang. No wonder he always asks me why teck hates him so much. hahha.
Alright, no more nonsense. Let's get serious. After the paper i just rushed off to church, i was late! Ah, today was great, had i know today was street bandy, i would've brought an extra change of clothes. And 2 extra seekers today! And so, i just finished my lunch, grabbed tao yi's special stick, and jumped in. I absolutely love those special sticks. Not much special, but just professional ones. Light and good. And tao yi's one is especially curved, which results in less difficulty of carrying the ball up into the air. Anyway, i had dry cough, just finished dinner. in full school uniform, and it just wasn't the best of conditions to play street bandy. Until uncle james came in. Wha, i knew there was no escape, because i wouldn't miss a chance to play with him for nothing. Ah anyway, it was super uncomfortable, the tie and the shirt, and the sweat.
But so what, i love playing with him, because i love receiving his air balls. Oh my goodness, he's power. Absolute. Sometimes people in school cannot believe how good these guys play. I tell you. Top-class. Although the real class is kai en. Uncle James is close to 2 metres tall, big, like a giant, no doubt his muscles must be bigger than my head then. He's not a runner, he gets the ball, and skillfully and forcefully whacks it in. And the more he does that, the more i get better in being a goal keeper. He uses so much force laa, even if i block, sometimes i wish i hadn't blocked it. Its sooo painful. I remember xl was in front of me, one of his high balls came, she ducked and it hit my chest and chin. oww. But he's good, he can shoot straight from the other end! And i love to stop his balls. Wahhaha, its so exciting. Gracefullness, skill, magnificence, power. He'll just come up, while the ball is in the air, even behind him! He just times a blind back hand shot perfectly and it catches me unawares, right into the back of the net, through that small opening. He roughly knows how i keep my goals anyway, i'm not an ordinary keeper! Somehow, through my playing years, i developed my own style, i move a lot! not stiff, and when they shoot, i tend to bend my legs a lot, sometimes, people refer to them as ''striking a pose'' but it really helps, because of it, it has blocked the craftiest of balls, balls that slide by the side quickly, and that extra inch from my shoe helps it. But uncle james revealed his secret to me today, that he could anticipate how i would move, and leave a gap in the middle, haha. So now i'll alternate between stiff and moving, and i'll be the world no 1 shot stopper in floorball!
Its really fun, and if you guy thinking the school's health and fitness club's floorball team has skill, come here and expereince skill yourself. Haha, i don't blame anyone though, i don't even know how they guys acquire such skills, the best being kai en. Its just magic you know, he scores the most unthinkable goals with the most outrageous of techniques. Its a wonder how he learnt it all. Here, we can see that floorball does not = to practice = kai en's standard. I've been playing for awhile and i've picked up lots of things, but i'm not even half of kai en's standard. Maybe i'll just improve as much as possible in being a goal keeper. Besides, its street bandy! Floorball in a court, and i don't know how much fats i've lost today, and how much muscles formed..haha. Its a great workout.
Then i just got in and did some homework, and read some notes on history. And that nonsensical ziling, who still insisted i look like bert from sesame street, she showed me his photo. eh, how on earth do you compare a doll or whatever with a human being?#!% Wah, and the worst is, vivina agrees with her. I don't believe it! haha, which part of bert looks like me??
Anyway, it was 8 and we all went up for the prayer meeting. Haha, my first prayer meeting in the school uniform, and everyone started staring, or rather, a more pleasant word, admiring? haha. Many said how good i looked la, how neat la. Then they asked why i wore the tie still, still BUTTONED up. I guess i'm just used to it, and don't say i'm acting cool or smart, because i'm really used to it. i do it even why i play pool outside, i rarely unbutton it. Anyway, the prayer meeting was great, good reflections, good lessons.
After the meeting, at 10 plus, we all just stood around and did nothing. And pei en came up to talk to me. Oh my gosh!! hhaha, pei enn! I'm always in awe of him, he's the philosopherrr, the actual oneee. I've always longed to learn from him. Anyway, he really wanted me to teach him pool, haha, and i was with heng yi and i told him all the bad effects of pool. haha, its like submitting my ideas to the high one and i was awaiting a satisfied response. Then he started a debate, comparing it with other sports, wooo i was so excited.haha. I won! weeee. Haha. And heng yi was telling them how his friends thought he was pro cause i taught him to break, which is something i'm surprised at because i taught him like when i was sec 2 or something, its a miracle he still remembers. Haha, then pei en started asking lots of questions, and it came down to that one questions, ''so do you think you're very good?'' hahaha, so i just gave that stupid blank loook and laughed, ''eh, i don't know!"hahaha. Peii ennnnn!! Though i know the study of philosophy might be anti-religion but pei en's the man who studied philosophy so he could use religion to debate philosophy. ahhh! Haha, anyway, heng yi told me he was training henderson? Ah, that's what i heard, henderson's netball team or something, and he told me they thrashed our school 40-8. sighh.. haha. Well at least i told him our school's volleyball's good! hahaha, well, i guess, i haven't seen them play but i think they're good. And i should have said my school's journalism and photography is the best..wahha.
Anyway, some thoughts. Especially from the guys in school, giant intellectuals like yyh and ray, though sometimes i tell xl i have difficulty succeeding in terms of words and logic, but i've learnt it really doesn't matter even if i lose. What's most important is my believe and faith. i do not believe pei en's faith wasn't challenged. Some things are beyond comprehension and logic, need they be? Some things are beyond words and reasoning, but need they be? How, with words and logic, do you explain the faith? The spiritual body? The soul? The believe? How on earth, can i tell you what i've felt that makes me 100% sure with words? Haha, really. These things are beyond expression aren't they? Even if there's a perfect word to describe this, this must be felt, not understood. So i hope you understand giant intellectuals! Haha, even if i can't win the debate of religion, i feel and experience His existence, i needn't understand how and why the grass is green and the sky is blue, and why the birds sing in the morning to the rising sun.
When the papers were passed, down, teck siang cursed immediately, in the many different languages and dialects. haha. i don't know what he's cursing about, maybe he doesn't know how to do. But i kept reminding anyway, to focus on geog, or chem, or both. Well i didn't waste much time, i just scribbled as much as i could. And teck was obviously stunned, he didn't know what to write. But isn't it all the same? All the question revolves around the same few stuff. And he should have memorized them.
Honestly i've been fearing the arrival of this day for a while, firstly being the geography test, for i've learnt not to undermine its prowess. Next, the chem re-assessment. Ah. My first re-assessment, thought even if you failed, they wouldn't force you to drop it, but still, i had to start working hard. I guess i do not need to remind others what year this is, you're all sick of it! Alright i did do my studying. And we all realised, the whole of tpa except kenneth had to take chem reassessments! haha. That's so coincidental. Of course i still wish i did study last year, i studied for geog instead. haha, the same situation as now. Because i wanted an a1, so i didn't study chem. Ah, i didn't even get a1, but i got 48 for chem. Then, it was the pool tournament, i didn't even go for the mass revision, i expected to fail anyway.
Anyway, everyone was nervous about it, but i think the re-assessment is really good la, i hope i can take the papers for a maths and physics, i bet i've forgotten everything by now. But the paper was relatively easy i guess, much easier than the final-year, remembering the first few words teck uttered when he received his paper last year for the final-year chemistry were also curses. haha. But it was quite easy. I only want to see a passing mark.
Finishing an examination paper is releasing a huge rock from your chest. Although the pressure might not be that obvious. But sometimes, especially facing time consuming papers like the sciences and the maths, you'll find yourself racing against time. Panic seeps in after more than a minute of staring at a question. And when you finish it, you feel like you've finished using all your powers and just want a good rest, i don't even feel like checking. After a quick check, i then proceeded to bury my head into my arms but i held one eye uncovered, and open. The world was under the ''eye's'' scrutiny. And i saw everything. Let me share my observations. Mostly from people who've finished. Teck, would normally do a soft whistle, the forced whistle he always does, then he'll ruffle his short hair, and spin his pen. Then after checking, he'll neaten up everything, zip up his pencil case, fold his legs the tpa way, and start spinning his pen. Bryan, just behind teck, would stare ahead, at thin air, and subconciously start spinning his pen too. Weng fung on the other hand, is a rather special case. Weng fung would finish his paper, put both hands at the sides of the table, look at teck siang, open his mouth halfway, and stone. Just that way. Half open, and staring at teck siang. No wonder he always asks me why teck hates him so much. hahha.
Alright, no more nonsense. Let's get serious. After the paper i just rushed off to church, i was late! Ah, today was great, had i know today was street bandy, i would've brought an extra change of clothes. And 2 extra seekers today! And so, i just finished my lunch, grabbed tao yi's special stick, and jumped in. I absolutely love those special sticks. Not much special, but just professional ones. Light and good. And tao yi's one is especially curved, which results in less difficulty of carrying the ball up into the air. Anyway, i had dry cough, just finished dinner. in full school uniform, and it just wasn't the best of conditions to play street bandy. Until uncle james came in. Wha, i knew there was no escape, because i wouldn't miss a chance to play with him for nothing. Ah anyway, it was super uncomfortable, the tie and the shirt, and the sweat.
But so what, i love playing with him, because i love receiving his air balls. Oh my goodness, he's power. Absolute. Sometimes people in school cannot believe how good these guys play. I tell you. Top-class. Although the real class is kai en. Uncle James is close to 2 metres tall, big, like a giant, no doubt his muscles must be bigger than my head then. He's not a runner, he gets the ball, and skillfully and forcefully whacks it in. And the more he does that, the more i get better in being a goal keeper. He uses so much force laa, even if i block, sometimes i wish i hadn't blocked it. Its sooo painful. I remember xl was in front of me, one of his high balls came, she ducked and it hit my chest and chin. oww. But he's good, he can shoot straight from the other end! And i love to stop his balls. Wahhaha, its so exciting. Gracefullness, skill, magnificence, power. He'll just come up, while the ball is in the air, even behind him! He just times a blind back hand shot perfectly and it catches me unawares, right into the back of the net, through that small opening. He roughly knows how i keep my goals anyway, i'm not an ordinary keeper! Somehow, through my playing years, i developed my own style, i move a lot! not stiff, and when they shoot, i tend to bend my legs a lot, sometimes, people refer to them as ''striking a pose'' but it really helps, because of it, it has blocked the craftiest of balls, balls that slide by the side quickly, and that extra inch from my shoe helps it. But uncle james revealed his secret to me today, that he could anticipate how i would move, and leave a gap in the middle, haha. So now i'll alternate between stiff and moving, and i'll be the world no 1 shot stopper in floorball!
Its really fun, and if you guy thinking the school's health and fitness club's floorball team has skill, come here and expereince skill yourself. Haha, i don't blame anyone though, i don't even know how they guys acquire such skills, the best being kai en. Its just magic you know, he scores the most unthinkable goals with the most outrageous of techniques. Its a wonder how he learnt it all. Here, we can see that floorball does not = to practice = kai en's standard. I've been playing for awhile and i've picked up lots of things, but i'm not even half of kai en's standard. Maybe i'll just improve as much as possible in being a goal keeper. Besides, its street bandy! Floorball in a court, and i don't know how much fats i've lost today, and how much muscles formed..haha. Its a great workout.
Then i just got in and did some homework, and read some notes on history. And that nonsensical ziling, who still insisted i look like bert from sesame street, she showed me his photo. eh, how on earth do you compare a doll or whatever with a human being?#!% Wah, and the worst is, vivina agrees with her. I don't believe it! haha, which part of bert looks like me??
Anyway, it was 8 and we all went up for the prayer meeting. Haha, my first prayer meeting in the school uniform, and everyone started staring, or rather, a more pleasant word, admiring? haha. Many said how good i looked la, how neat la. Then they asked why i wore the tie still, still BUTTONED up. I guess i'm just used to it, and don't say i'm acting cool or smart, because i'm really used to it. i do it even why i play pool outside, i rarely unbutton it. Anyway, the prayer meeting was great, good reflections, good lessons.
After the meeting, at 10 plus, we all just stood around and did nothing. And pei en came up to talk to me. Oh my gosh!! hhaha, pei enn! I'm always in awe of him, he's the philosopherrr, the actual oneee. I've always longed to learn from him. Anyway, he really wanted me to teach him pool, haha, and i was with heng yi and i told him all the bad effects of pool. haha, its like submitting my ideas to the high one and i was awaiting a satisfied response. Then he started a debate, comparing it with other sports, wooo i was so excited.haha. I won! weeee. Haha. And heng yi was telling them how his friends thought he was pro cause i taught him to break, which is something i'm surprised at because i taught him like when i was sec 2 or something, its a miracle he still remembers. Haha, then pei en started asking lots of questions, and it came down to that one questions, ''so do you think you're very good?'' hahaha, so i just gave that stupid blank loook and laughed, ''eh, i don't know!"hahaha. Peii ennnnn!! Though i know the study of philosophy might be anti-religion but pei en's the man who studied philosophy so he could use religion to debate philosophy. ahhh! Haha, anyway, heng yi told me he was training henderson? Ah, that's what i heard, henderson's netball team or something, and he told me they thrashed our school 40-8. sighh.. haha. Well at least i told him our school's volleyball's good! hahaha, well, i guess, i haven't seen them play but i think they're good. And i should have said my school's journalism and photography is the best..wahha.
Anyway, some thoughts. Especially from the guys in school, giant intellectuals like yyh and ray, though sometimes i tell xl i have difficulty succeeding in terms of words and logic, but i've learnt it really doesn't matter even if i lose. What's most important is my believe and faith. i do not believe pei en's faith wasn't challenged. Some things are beyond comprehension and logic, need they be? Some things are beyond words and reasoning, but need they be? How, with words and logic, do you explain the faith? The spiritual body? The soul? The believe? How on earth, can i tell you what i've felt that makes me 100% sure with words? Haha, really. These things are beyond expression aren't they? Even if there's a perfect word to describe this, this must be felt, not understood. So i hope you understand giant intellectuals! Haha, even if i can't win the debate of religion, i feel and experience His existence, i needn't understand how and why the grass is green and the sky is blue, and why the birds sing in the morning to the rising sun.
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