Today kinda sucked. Everyone went separate ways and all. But on the bright side I bought a really cool cap I fell in love with the moment I saw it. Such a lovely blue and white...artistic scatters of dark navy...unreadable words (which im starting to think is Korean) on the front... How could you NOT love such an exquisite thing in the world??!!
Okay, so Chinese O Levels were over this morning, but didn't feel so accomplished or anything, just...OVER. It was neutral. I *almost* blanked out at the start of PP1. Everything seemed so surreal... firstly, the teachers were from other schools. I was hoping could see maybe my cousin teacher from Maris Stella or my tution teacher, but nope. Just normal people. Secondly, the friggin' stickers made me so worried for a reason. I was just a millisecond away from writing my chinese name on the paper when I stopped myself. It's called reflex.
Thirdly, I wanted to cross my legs and just sit however I see fit, but these alien male beings kept walking here and there. Saw Jessica next to me breaking all the possible rules of 'please-sit-properly-there-are-male-teachers-around', so I was like, who cares? *cross legs*.... And, by the looks of it, someone BLEACHED my table so bad the sticker on the right hand side lost all stickiness and the words were written over in blue pen. Baaaad table.
Now, life is almost meaningless. No, I'm not gonna jump off my block. It's just that feeling you feel after an intense exam. You come home and see piles of notes scattered in every available space and think: 'Oh yeah, I'm done with these...now what?'
...*sigh*..... why is the neighbour hanging their *underwear* smack at the window? Men's unddies. Goodness...oh, they switched the lights off now. End of show.
Right...I'm off to do some serious drawing! Oyasumi!
Got back all results today.... can't say much cos most of it was a disappointment. But I *passed* Chem, A Maths, Social studies and Geog for the first time since dunno when. Flunked Chinese terribly, no big news there. I guess this can be called the best exam I've ever done since sec 3, because a lot of marks were totally unexpected.
I never knew I could get a 60+ (much less PASS) my A Maths. CA will pull it up just a little. And no one in 4B2 got a distinction for D Maths..... guess I should be considered damn lucky to get a 60+... Social studies and Geography were the most disappointing exams. I studied like hell for Social Studies and POW!!! Pathetic, Overworked, Wasted.
Physics was like *PUKE*. Wanted to get soooo high, in order to help pull up Chem which is naturally lower, but had to rely on MCQ in the end. Wad shit.... but everything was okay, except for Chinese, which I can crap about some other time. The bestest thing was that, for once, and maybe the only time, I got 24.5/30 for Compo!!!! I wanted a solid 25, but I think that can never happen. I think I wanted a 25 sooooo bad that I drained myself too much for that compo. And never in my life has any teacher given such wonderul remarks.
Realised a hell lot of things while preparing for this exam, and I finally found solid ground to kick off from. But sometimes, you just gotta chill..... Achilles.....*huggles Brad cover*
Movie Mania
Okay, ONE: movies (esp those with gorgeous hot sexy dudes) in just one day, CAN kill you. No good for the brain. But it does wonders for the eyes. TWO: Troy & Van Helsing RAAAWWWKKKKK!!!!!!!
Ahem. Watched Troy first. *breathes* Achilles me love. He's so tongue-wagging-worthy. Eric Bana was da bomb. He looked so bloody handsome at some parts. *sobs*...no fair. All the hotties get to die. Only the coward gets to ESCAPE cos he shot the famous Achilles heel. Like, HELL, how did he know in the first place that Achilles' left foot was his downfall??
The plot was good.... duh, I mean, they got it off a Greek myth. But poor Hector had to die like that. It was kinda dishonourable for Achilles to treat him like that in death, but it's understandable that people DO get cranky when a loved one gets killed by the enemy. Watch out for Garrett Hedlund, otherwise known as Patroclus, Achilles' cousin.
Mmmz... yummy movie, very good script, and the armour skirts *gasp* were a sexy six inches long. Brad & Orlando must have been working out in every gym in Hollywood to get THOSE hot stuff. Helen... okay she's nice and pretty, and gotta owe it to her, cos she started the war. Hah.
And sorry to Orlando Bloom fans out there (I know they're many), but Paris was a whimp. He was just too young I guess. But that part when he held onto his brother's legs in fear was like.... it's up to you, it's either downright pathetic or awfully pathetic. But yeah, the scene was cute.
I thought the saddest part was when Achilles got shot (by none other than lover boy Orlie).... maybe cos I adored him. It's touching to find such a loving heart in the fiercest of warriors. He loved Briseis so much that he bothered to find her when the city of Troy was crumbling all around him, and that's really.... just very admirable.
Oh, and yeah, the hottest thing was the fight between Hector and Achilles. Goodness, Achilles looks like the devil in that helmet. It's intimidating. And oohhh has he got the coolest moves. He has this Charge-leap-soar-DIE technique he uses all the time. It makes him seem even more immortal than he already is. The camera slows down a bit when he does that to show you the POWER, the IMMORTALITY he has bottled up in him.
I could have fainted. I could have had excessive nosebleed. What more can I say? Troy's excellent. It's spectacular. Set in an ancient time when fights were held every week, blood splatters every once in a while, guys wear miniskirts, and they kiss on every occassion, whether it be from gratitude or... I-just-wanna-kiss-now.
That movie can make you feel so many things you'd rather not feel, and for that, I give it FIVE friggin' stars.
NEXT, was Van Helsing, the uber-hot dude, complimented with his lovely black coat and dashing black hat. Not to mention he spells 'Aragon' all over. Goddamit.... these dudes are HOT!!
Hugh Jackman is like WHOA! Then when I though Van Helsing was charming, along comes Anna's brother in that black and white pic. I crumbled. Count Dracula was *gasps* actually really sleek, man. Such a refined thing. And his long hair was a plus plus plus. Okay, his brides were the scariest things on earth. When he was all calm and angry and going, 'Grr, im gonna kill that bloody Van Helsing and that girl' they were all 'AAHH!!! GRR...ARRGHH!!!! *screech!!!!!* grrr... SCCRRREEEEECH!!!!'.... So freaky.
Vampires were the coolest things in that show. They did everything, walk on walls as though they were ordinary ground, talked (screeched) to each other on ceilings... it was mad. Fun mad. Liked that part when Dracula shrieked at his brides (for no reason i think, he just adores screaming his lungs out) and they screamed back, like wild ANIMALS. That felt REALLY weird.
But gotta give them credit for being the most romantic and loving (and dysfunctional) creatures ever.
....I'm a fan of werewolves, favourite being Prof Lupin. Man, it's crazy, the amount of pain they go through during transformation. They. SHED. SKIN. They literally tear it off to make things quicker. I dunno if it was cool, or just spooky. Either way, it's awesome.
For doing an excellent job on graphics and the freakish yet believable behavioural patterns of the Countus Draculus species, I gotta give it four stars. Would've given it half a star more if Anna never died. Another half a star if Count Vladislaus Dracula was *ahem* sexier.
*sighzz...* Gotta dash off now... I see my bed nearing. No one else feeling sleepy? No one? Really? Is there no one else? Is there NO ONE ELSE??!! You know what's on that comfy, nice, warm bed--IMMORTALITY!!! Take it, it's YOURS!!!! *charge!!* flops on bed...
Official end to mid-year blues
Can't say I'm thrilled to have this freedom. There's chinese 'O's to grieve about. *sigh*..... A student's life... is no particular sort of life at all. First, there are the little tests to measure your abilities, then the constant shitting of teachers, esp a certain Lazy S, who does nothing but scold pupils when SHE comes in late, and then settles her big pink bum on the (poor) teahcer's swivel chair, demanding the taking out of outdated Newsweeks and forcing us to swallow politics.
She thinks she's so.... superior (I guess that's the word). She sits on the stage, watching us like a hawk, chin on both hands and bites her specs like some kind of essentric professional thinking about whether sin3669 really equals to cos9945. -__-|l| Someone PLEASE give her the Sacred Golden Handshake.
...hu ha...played bball today. *faint* So much dispute, man. Isn't it obvious Des + Dory = DESTRUCTION??!! Des should seek a counsler. Really. She's off the edge (hopefully not of a building *touchwood*) and her oh so fragile mentality is giving way to insanity. An insanity worse than mine *unnerving grin*....
I hope she makes it through graduation. kayz... that was evil....
*GRIN* Hmmz.... ya know, Clay Aiken reminds me of Hakkai from Saiyuki, a bit reserved and pleasant, only that Hakkai talks less and...... doesn't sing. But that song Solitaire really spells CHO HAKKAI. It *screams* Cho Hakkai (haha... just like Jasmine's name tag screams JASMINE WEE XI YING). nvm... if you dunno the whole Saiyuki story it's fruitless. Solitaire's about a lost love, and basically solitaire, a one-man game.
Lalar.... not sleeeeepy. *knocks out snoring*
An Encounter with a Pig Intestine
YEAHH!!! Exams are (unofficially) OVER!!! Best thing is that we get to leave right after our papers on Friday.... like, who wants to stay in school for *lessons*... that's crazy... it's humanely unright... it's student exploitation, man.....
Chinese paper today. Did so horribly thinking about it makes my head run off my neck. A maths was not so bad. I actually thought it was EASY... for the first time in my life with the dreaded subject, I felt that it was EASY. I didn't even study much. Just ONE question per topic, and I didn't even cover all of them. I'll end up with a million careless mistakes as usual.
Dropped dead on my desk after I was done. So tired... for a moment I thought the desk was my bed and I started rolling about.
NOW, to worry about results.
Worry worry worry.....
Then there was the pig intestines. NO, they didn't fall from the sky and landed on my face. ATE it. First time, I think.... not as bad as I thought it would be. Didn't look like something that just came out of a pig. Rubbery, and brown, and so goofy looking. Piggy piggy.....
Had a great time.... we were like, laughing every minute. Gone mad. Wanted to see pet doggies after our stop, and walked a thousand miles in the hot, sweltering-heat, along a concrete gravel path that burned our soles and evaporated the water in my bottle. And just when the journey was about to end.... TADA!!!! Hello, locked door and chains!! -__-|l|...
So, with our quest for cute puppies dashed like pig intestines on a chopping board, we dragged these tiresome feet another fifty miles.
Listening to this Romancing the Dragon CD. So japanese. That's why me like ^__^ It's VERY beautiful, if you know how to appreciate it. It can make your heart dance and laugh and cry.... very inspiring. Kayzzz.... now only have to make up for my horrid science marks with... MCQ!! Like that's gonna help.... Oh, and CME:
(You should choose the most morally right answer for every question) 1.Your friend ate a pig intestine, and can't stop laughing because it was such an achievement. You should:
(a) Slap her
(b) Slap her twice
(c) Check her temperature and feel for a pulse
(d) None of the above, she's just born like that
Correct ans...... d-d-d-DDDD!!!!
Practical theories
Had practical test today. Poured the parafin down the sink without a second thought, and when it didn't flow down the pipe it was obvious parafin was NOT meant being forced down sinks. Screwed up seriously. But Physics practical went *fairly* OKAY... The first thing I thought of (besides my death) when I saw the U-shaped tube was 'oh bloody hell are we supposed to pass gas through there or boil water in there or burn something in there or mix something in there or AH SHIT!'.... in the end it was nothing but tada! The deadly, refuses-to-go-down-the-sink paraffin.
Chemistry was like *puke*... as usual. But this time no Priya for answers and no security that at least *someone* else will get burned if solid X decides to spoil my day and squirt out. The heat was horrible, and the nagging voice in my head wanted to call mr. Low to do something about the paraffin that was beginning to mutate and do funny acts in the sink. In the end I used tissue to wipe the mess myself. All the lab attendants were staring suspiciously in the sink, but they didn't say anything.... THEN Tall Dude had to come by, and with THAT height, I think he saw everything.
*sigh...* Like, how the HELL do I know how copper is formed from copper (II) oxide...??!! Draw the apparatus?? I thought sane people used *industries* for that. I don't make copper.
I'm not born into this friggin' world to analyse what is solid X and determine the density of a I-dun-wanna-go-down-the-sink liquid. Then I'm not born to do much....heh..... these hands are not made to pour this into that. They're made to slack and draw and write ALL day.... slack slack slack....
Damn, wonder what Stubborns is gonna teach us tomorrow. Yesterday's english lesson was weird. I mean, what kind of student, who has suffered the mental strains of secondary school life for four years now, doesn't even know that vocab words are supposed to be written VERTICALLY down and not horizontally.... ohohohoh, and please include the *numbers*.... DUH!! what else can there be? haha....
Kayzz.... this is ojy, reporting from the oh so infamous study room that is half cluttered with crap, Daily Prophet news... OUT!! *bashes camera man out the door*
