Cuts & Wounds

I cut my index finger on the banhu today. Had a one-to-one session with the instructor, and it went better than I'd have thought. It was good to finally have someone point out all the nitty-gritty details of how I should play the instrument properly. Unfortuanately I still wasn't able to exert enough strength (he asked me if I'd had breakfast -_-'''). And it was in the process of self-practising over at the amphitheatre that I slit my finger. It's just a slight cut, but try sliding your open wound over and over again on the fine strings of the Hu. Ouch. When I told instructor (after a particularly off-pitch screech from the Hu =P) about it, he said he'd expect better from me next week. Which means I have one week's grace to digest everything he's taught, and execute it correctly. Ok. And with the block test coming, talk about being stressed out!

Speaking of wounds, here's something I wrote down the other day:
If a time comes when you search deep within yourself to uncover that wound, and realise with surprise that the sharp pang you expect would tear yourself apart becomes but a subtle throb, and that the tears you were certain would cloud your vision stay at bay, and merely prick the back of your eyelids discreetly, you know that it's almost healed.

Right. It's bed time!

aaah our favourtie punk rock rebel with (or without, I dunno) a cause. Her cause? Dissing fellow counterparts like a certain 'Duffy' character for her all-too-girly image. Tsk. And check out her perpetually mascaraed eyes.  

Billie's eyes look like they might pop out anytime. Still reeling from the after-effects of having won a Grammy I 'spose. And what's with that heavily mascaraed look. Still they raWk, without question!

Presenting the ultimate ball game Bola Bola! HahahZ! 

Class pic! But most of us weren't inside. Still! We look like we're enjoying ourselves. =D 

us at the stall. Alison's holding up Sa's $1 toy from the supermarket. Such a bargain! 

Four wackos. And one of our games from the stall! HahaZ looks pathetic but our stall did quite well! 

group photo! =D 

Campus Rumpus with the Saints!

Went down early to the school in the morn' to set things up. Our banner was drenched from the rain yesterday, so we had to back it up with cardboard and lots of tape. Stupid rain. Hmm then we decided to walk around a bit before our shifts, and did some tattooing. SY had her hair tattoo, and XL and I both had a sun and rose respectively on our ankles. Then we proceeded to the titanic slide. I was coerced to give it a go! (Haha... haiZ SY, u owe me one!!).
It was sweltering outside!! The supermarket which is in the hall provided much needed relief from the heat. Hmm speaking of the supermarket, the 3 tiles which were hand-painted by yours truly were sold! Wahaha that gives me such a tremendous sense of achievement. Shows people have taste eh. =P Becks came back too! HahaZ it's been a looong time. She's still as cheery as ever. We sat down to watch Alison sing. Their performance packed alot of punch as usual. *thumbs up* The rest of the day was spent milling about and helping out at the booth. Our business ain't as bad as I'd have thought. Heh.

Dunking time! SY dunked poor Reubs (eeeevil!). HaZ. And the last $1 for Mr Koh's dunk came from me! Ahaha. Dunking's so much fun! (granted the dunkee's not you!) Speaking of which, I'm still sore about not catching our principal's dunk. Argh!! I wanna watch her get dunked! =P And another of my gripe is that I didn't know Stef Sun was coming. I'd hav stayed put no matter what if I'd known. Mr Koh told me she actually stopped at the booth next to ours to try out their game. Gah!! WHY'D JJ HAV A FUNFAIR THE SAME DAY AS US??

Sigh. Oh well. But I really have to say our funfair was quite a success (ahem. Compared to some other school's. 'Nuff said). It's been a funnnn day! There was just this one thing dampening my spirits a lil'. The two tallest men from Pakistan. They were in the hall for people to marvel at. I dunno, but I think it's kinda degrading for them. Guess it's pretty sensitive, so I shall stop here. You all should get what I'm driving at right.

Went off to JJ to meet up with some pals, one of whom is celebrating her birthday today. And all the stalls were about to pack up when I reached! (more reason why I shouldn't have left school in the first place). But she's an important friend, so I had to be there. Not that I thought the trip was wasted. It's cool catching up with ya friends once in a while. =)

Rip My Heart OUT!!

Ouch! Ouch!!! Just found out that Jay's rumoured romance turns out to be real after all. To think! To think that! TO THINK THAT HE'S ATTACHED! Argh. 'Somebody rip my heart out, and leave me here to bleed'. I can only think of Lavigne's lyrics. Argh!!! I wouldn't have minded so much if he'd admitted in the first place that he's dating... but he denied everything! Then he had no choice but to spill the beans when lovey dovey photos of him with Ms Hou were published. That fact itself sent off the 'LIAR' alarm in me. *kicks, screams and bawls*.














Right. I believe I've calmed down considerably to continue blogging in a rational manner.
Funfair preparations went quite well today, considering how last minute our class was. Everything was set up nicely and we had trials. Our dear overzealous classmates tried out the games and knocked a few containers off the board. Haha. And the best thing? We're situated next to the dunking machine! *two thumbs up* (Hmm but good luck to us should some heavy weight get dunked. We don't wanna get too wet, do we? HaZ.) Can't wait for tomorrow. We're all revved up and ready to go! Can't wait to see the live band performances too, and not forgetting the tallest man in the world. WhaoZ. So many things to look forward to. Tomorrow's gonna be sooooo much fun!











And I still can't get over it!! I totally abhor liars. And people who say what they don't actually mean. And people who think the rest of the world's made up of idiots who'll lap up whatever they say. And people who do something, but mean something else. And people who think they can get away with anything and everything 'cos they're so 'great'. And people who basically have no regards whatsoever to how what they've done might've hurt someone deeply.

Phew. Quite an outburst. But if you happen to think for a mo' that the above pertains to Jay, then you're wrong. Well partly, but mostly not. Whatever.

Valentines' 'reflections'

A handful of chocs and sweets, a Jay Chou poster (thanks CW!), two soft toys (thanks SY!) and a blue rose later, I'm grateful that V Day's over and done with. Don't ask me why I'm irritated by it. I just am. On my way home on a crowded bus on Monday, I couldn't help noticing how that couple over there was cuddling up, or how those girls holding on to balloons were letting out girlish peals of 'Ooh, how sweeeeeeet!', or how people were throwing looks at the blue rose in my hand. Was trying to prevent it from getting hopelessly squashed. (I'm attempting to be civil here. Right, it was nice of him to give me the blue rose, but the rose is definitely nicer than him! Wahaha. BleahZ. So much for being civil. =P ) Okok. I know that beneath all the plethora of extravagant gifts smacking of consumerism and materialism, V Day's still a celebration of tru-blu lurve. Not only of the romantic kind, but also between family and friends. Next Valentine's, I shall endeavour not to roll my eyes as much when I see another ad in the papers or TV with fanciful cursive and pink roses and cheesy taglines. Gah. ^-^'''

Happy Lunar New Year!

So! It's the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Hmm with the goodies polished off (almost), the incoming flow of angbaos ceasing (nope, it's ceased completely!), and the dreadful prospect of school tomorrow, it's no wonder then that the CNY spirit in me is diminishing. But let's hope the house visiting to my friend's homes later might rekindle that. Haha... Then again, what CNY spirit is there to speak of? Gone are the days when I used to rush home all bubbly and excited during the eve and look on amused as my parents bustle to and fro setting things right. And the anticipation of seeing your relatives (correction: cute cousins. Haha) and crowding around the steamboat! That felt like ages ago... Now the atmosphere's definitely duller. Still! I think owing to how greatly I appreciated CNY when I was a kid, it definitely remains the best festival of all time on my list. HahaZ. (=

The Orchard of Hope Performance. Mmm. Had to drag (literally!) a certain very reluctant performer up on stage. @&%^$#&$*%. And the performance could be better. But hey, even the bestest performances would still have rooms for improvement. Dinner with the section after that. A nice Saturday night out I suppose. Haha. ^-^

V Day tomorrow! I'll be abandoned by SY and XL (yet again...). Haha at least I needn't wrack my brains over what to get for their other halves! Will be dishing out chocolates though. Hershey's kisses at that. 'Smacks' very much of Valentines, no? Bleah. Anyways, cheers to all singles out there!

Hungry! I'll go sniffing around the kitchen. Heh.

Is.He.Cute.Or.What. 

*squeals!* Hmm somehow I feel he looks like a J-rocker. But who cares, it's JAY! =D 

Hedgehog

'...Quick muscle contraction to make a spiky ball. A hedgehog can stay like that for a long time until he feels the danger is gone. '
I wonder if they sprout new and tougher spines too, after being attacked multiple times...

And all of a sudden
They were up,
Tall and toughened,
sleek and sharp.

...But I'd like to think the spines are there to defend, not attack.

They purport not to pierce,
But serve to hide
Its quivering body
And its wounded pride.

Does the predator go away indifferent, or remorseful for having inflicted emotional trauma? (The former I suppose. Predators... aren't they the unfeeling kind?)

Into the distance you slinked,
Leaving in the cold
The painful kinks
wracking its strained soul.

What's next? Recovery isn't as swift I suppose...

Still the spines remain
Atop a raw, reborn being
with the permanent taint
Of what memories bring.

But I believe that fear and pain will eventually die down. Until then, lets hope that the hedgehog finds his place among thorny bushes and unfeeling predators.

5/7

5 days out of 7 of this week is over. I can't wait. I've been walking and feeling like a zombie throughout. *Cue for The Cranberries to sing. Ugh.* And my eye bags! Bah! *Cue for Scrooge to add 'Humbug!'* HaiZ.

PE today was fun though. Haha we played soft baaaaaall! Our class was as upbeat about the game as ever (considering how we had to beg Mr Ben Soh real hard for a turn at it). And we really went all out for the game. Class spirit at its best, definitely. Everyone's shouting for everyone else's team mates... and we were united in dissing you-know-who. That disgusting fella. =P We were into the game! And was I surprised when my first turn at batting went smoothly; no strikes and I managed to hit. Then I ran like nobody's business. Haha. But the second turn was bad. Three strikes and I was out. Ah well. We ended up in a tie though. It was a GREAT game! Wooohooo. If only every PE lesson was as fun. =)

Liling lent us a denim-covered notebook with love quotations from several idol dramas + songs. (for XL's reference. HaZ.) Some of them were saccharine sweet while most of them veered towards despondence over failed/never-meant-to-be relationships. Hmm they were thought-provoking. Haha. Love's a complicated emotion, and simple quotes like these demystify it somehow. But of course it's all up to you to unravel what the quotes cannot reach; how your very heart beats. And we just started on the mammalian heart system during Bio lect today! >_< Heh.

YawnZ. Think I'd better go to bed.