thought.

luck favours the prepared.

but how prepared am i?

how can anybody be virtually uncontactable? especially when the person's your boyfriend. phone that can't call/sms, comp's that's spoilt (AGAIN) and so msn cannot be used. makes me realise how vulnerable our relationship is.

i'm beginning to lose faith.

strongest winds ever in sg

http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/424439/1/.html

hmm.

senile old woman

i just thought, if one day i lose my memory by any chance, my blog may be a good avenue to retrive lost moments.

monday we went to marche for xtina's 18th birthday. joy, qimin, amber and her bf dearest. ruth was grounded. we had nice food, and my part of the pill was just ten bucks. cuz i koped food from everybody else. HAHA.

today is sebas' and mine one year, but being year three, he wa held up in school at fyp meeting. we were supposed to go out for dinner, but i returned home much to the surprise of my mom cuz she didn't buy dinner for me. but we shared what we had and were all comfortably full.

i got chewy juniors home because i haven't eaten proper breakfasts for two mornings.

the deadline to get our bishan soh umbrella was last week, but today some cdc people went to get so i got mine too. damn big, damn heavy, damn auntie. and it can fit four average sized teenagers under, me and sophia tried after exco meeting.

yeah j1-s exco interview (first round) was today. idk if any j1s actually come here, but anyway all i'll say is that decision-making in the end was hard, and we haven't got postitions settled yet. there'll be a second round for shortlisted people. but i'm really thankful for my team of exco, they're really fun people. and i'm still grateful that i got an exco post after barely a month of joining cdc. i must have been a really special person.

so tomorrow's complex numbers lecture test, and i still haven't made out heads and tails of the topic.

it's so amusing, our new vp has a girl's name.

i'm glad i have motivation for what's after a's.

council invest'09

so, one fine afternoon i received an invitation to be the emcee for council invest 2009. apparently L recommended me to A who was the one that asked me and S was supposed to do it with me but she had an appointment on the invest day itself so i was given the chance to choose my partner. i mentioned cheri or Q, and i got cheri in the end.

after two rehearsals, on 15 april 2009, we were released from class by twelve noon to prepare for the ceremony.

last year when the 28th stepped up, i was among the guests, as a council applicant. for each name that was announced, i secretly wished them all the best in the journey that i wasn't bestowed the opportunity to venture on.

this year when the stepped down, i'm at the podium, mentioning at least half the names that ran through my mind the previous year. half just because i had to share them with cheri. each name that i mentioned, it was lined with admiration and blithe as never had they once let me down with the tasks they undertook. each photo on the powerpoint slideshow presented not just the 28th cabinet councillors. they were friends, and very special ones indeed.

i wished i had worked with them more, perhaps like cheri, but if i did, i prolly won't dare to step to the podium, it would be a very emotional goodbye as they bade farewell to their mornings at the grandstand.

i guess it's just my way of being behind them, watching them step up and distributing hugs, hosting their step down and giving yet more hugs.

vivid memories showed me going backstage after they stepped up, i was in tears as my fellow applicants who became elects were donning blazers to show their council status, and jessica and hidayah shared hugs. and jessica was the first one i hugged when i left the lt after the investiture was over yesterday afternoon.

and i almost kissed zhepeng because we turned to the same side to hug each other, lol.

classic was the moment after i announced the staff meeting for teachers. i caught many smiles.

it's a closure for me, definitely. and the house council get-to-know-juniors/seniors session this morning. even though we had to stand at the back of lt5 for the entire chem lecture because dr gan considered us late.

special people, special moments. i'm glad i was given this path in life.

jk's third.

it's so hard to let go.

chicken porridge song had to be stopped from playing because i reached home, yet i couldn't help but play it again then i switched on my ipod this morning.

just like how he was forcibly taken away for us. we may seem to have let go, but time and time again, the memories return, and we still wish he was here.

every 8th april. the third has past.

bishan ccl soh

i was interviewed by sunday times yesterday. for the bishan circle line station civil defence shelter open house. a mouthful of words, i know.

and the whole event at three circle line stations were only given two short paragraphs in today's papers. already shows how important the paper treats the efforts of our civil defence personnel.

anyway, during the interview, i was asked how i feel people of my generation is prepared for emergencies. i told the reporters that we are definitely equipped with all the theory knowledge, but what we need, really, is practical. so i suggested a war.

and they asked for my opinions about the event, and i said it's really beneficial cuz it gives us teenagers and heartlanders (visitors) a greater insight on the defence equipment put in for singaporeans, and it is not often that you see things in such a deep level.

and i proudly pointed out my flexible ventilation duct station, where i had alot of fun with the officers and ns men stationed there. there was this indian man mopping a small corner of the station for hours. like, an area of six tiles. he provided much entertainment as we speculated about how suspicious he is, and how we should run if he starts running away. and the higher up officers laughed everytime i suggested something be done about him, cuz it's really scary.

but i would think that ultimately, the most interesting station should be mel's dry toilet.

and i'm really sorry i was so pissed after lt chai talked to us. firstly it wasn't in a condusive environment as i don't relish staring at white light, and seconly it was a barrage of ideas that would not be able to be carried out before we step down. and trust me, some of them are really ambitious.

i was thinking of using the june scdf camp for my nyaa residential proj, then he said it's postponed indefinitely. but i found something else to do.

april fools' 2009

fuck april fools'.

fish bone saga

okay i saw the class tee day class photo on tracy's blog, and seriously, i look like i've been editted in. i.e., i don't fit into the picture.

anyways. you know the news recently reported that this woman overseas swallowed a fish bone and swallowed rice to push it down till it poked out of her neck?

i was thinking of a possible conversation between her family members and her at dinner, before she got sent to the hospital.

woman: oops. i think i just swallowed a fish bone. couldn't help it la, the fish i cooked was so soft it didn't need chewing...
son: mommy don't talk already la! swallow rice!
woman: okay, okay, not like my talking's going to make it worse...(proceeds to swallow rice)
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after several mouthfuls
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woman: eh i don't think it's helping leh! i can still feel the bone! (swallows somemore)
woman: okay im feeling the pain, maybe the bone is really moving down the pipe. (because she wouldn't know how to say an oesophagus)
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family members stare as she continues stuffing rice down her throat
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all family members: EH STOP! THE BONE IS POKING OUT OF YOUR NECK! (and quickly calls the ambulance to send her to the hospital to have that 3cm long fish bone removed)

the simun journey

it bewilders the mind to imagine how hazelnut milk actually tastes like soya bean milk.

the 5th simun conference has officially been declared closed by issac, the sec-gen of this mun.

yesterday ukraine only had a strength of two, and greg and i were frantically submitting amendments but the chair persisted that she has to recognise us before we can put forward the amendment.whcih was not how it was presented in my political committee the morning and the day before! but wells. lunch was good, we had bolognaise.

last day started an hour later but ended hours later too. because of the cocktail party which i would say we immensely enjoyed. eleanor came today, increasing our strength to three.i raised a point of info for philippines, which in the end made us both confused. i wanted to clarify but follow-up wasn't in order. thankfully philippines (ryan) requested for me to rephrase, which was in order. and he actually smiled at me, which provided some relief because i suspect i was actually shivering with fright when raising the question.

then when it came to usa's resolution, which was the first one to pass the general assembly, i actually spoke against. usa wanted a poi but i yielded the floor back to the chair. that resolution won best resolution for political anyways. speaking at the podium was actually not as scary as raising poi. oh and i have to mention that my chance at the podium was bequeathed to me by eleanor, who finally decided against speaking.

gregory initially had a chance to speak, thanks to obama's and uk's decision to plant more troops. people actually cut out the straits times article this morning and a war almost raged between russia and usa and uk in the security council. it's mind-boggling how a model united nations conference actually became this serious and real. best thing was, after the emergency meeting in the security council chamber, which came to conclusion that no war would be raged, russia actually said, "no thanks" when usa offered a handshake.

sorry but, ukraine was supposed to support russia. because we're neighbouring countries so something.

and i got scolded for wearing school u. the dress code piece of document clearly stated, on three accounts, that school uniform is appropriate attire. benedict told me ytd that it wasn't allowed, but we all took it as bullshit since the dresscode clearly states that it is. but today during the break mrs cornu actually stopped me to sort of reprimand me for my attire. i raised up the issue of the dresscode, she said i read it wrongly. wtf? but after that i figured there may really be some problem with my reading skills since nobody else wore school u. either that, or everyone is just unloyal to their school. but all i had to do, to ensure that i am "identified by my country and not my school", was to remove all trails of school logo and name from my attire. so, no blazer, no collarpin.

simun's family orientated. dr cornu founded it with mrs cornu, their daughter was the deputy sec-gen. how weird.

i'm looking for photos of me speaking, any press corps member has any?

oh and, wow, shiru received two mentions of appreciation, from sec-gen and dr cornu.

simun day 1, mrw's mail

steph to mr w:

we survived day one of simun! just that E and X left pretty much halfway cuz they were bored.

good news: i was a submitter of a resolution after lobbying.

bad news: nobody else except for the submitter (me) and the co-submitters (IMF and jamaica) voted for the resolution. and clapping was in order. the delegate of philippines said that we're naive and premature.

which i sort of agree with, after reading carefully the final resolution. some parts were just not very realistic, and there were quite a number of vague stuff.

but overall today's session was quite enriching, seeing how a hwa chong guy (japan's delegate) kept going up to speak and how everybody kept debating and how random people like zimbabwe's delegate passed notes to me to tell me where i went wrong or asked for clarification.

made some friends today, probably will make more tomorrow. i think the uae delegate who sits beside me's flirting with me :S

anyway, hope you're having fun in hong kong! the last time i went there, and the only time i did, was when i was in primary 4, which is nearly a decade ago. send your wife our love!

regards,
steph

simun simun simun

mr w has been very dedicated so far, throwing us emails with lots of attchments all the way from hk, with paid wifi.

i'm just thankful that he editted all three of my speeches for tomorrow.

i'd better prepare for bed. three long days ahead with practically no time to study.

i dreamt that aaron confessed to me at a deserted nh stairway.

OMG I WISH MY DREAM DOESN'T COME TRUE.

not when i'm stuck in a situation like this. it's highly tempting, but no.

not now. as nice as the dream might have turned out to be.

63 prozent.

i realised i've left my photo blog dead for quite some time.

anyway, march hols have begun! i've got cca today and tomorrow, econs make-up on mon, fll outing on wed, simun from thurs to sat.

at least i don't have to think of how to spend my one week.

oh and, i got 63% for my online chem test.

dinosaur.

was supposed to stay overnight with owens for sports day prep, but i came home to do my chem test and sleep. because i've got important meetingS waiting for me after sports meet ends. simun and wellness carnival.

deyan sms-ed everybody today to ask if who was free to go bugis collect owens mascot. apparently only i was willing to go, but after numerous calls and smses i finally got max to go with me.

but the guy had to go home to pack his overnight stuff so i only left school half an hour after him. i only took my wallet at phone, then i was at the bus stop with a 174 bus coming towards me, then i realised i didn't have my ez-link card. so yeah, more calls and finally got lynette to pass it to me.

so i mrt-ed to je, and the dude was still far far away. missed three trains, he told me to go off in the next train without him but in the end we boarded the same train. he found me after many "excuse me"s and "sorry"s. damn funny.

yeah anyway max was damn engrossed in his psp the whole journey so nothing much to talk about. i was sms-ing megan, because we were meeting her at bugis so she can go choose the mascot since she'll be the one inside. she's super nice, she volunteered! and she's damn excited about it, even though it's really very stuffy inside the mascot.

it's a yellow and green dinosaur btw. rono, yes, but the other two available were pink, and brown.

the three of us were in the masquerade for three different purposes. megan to choose and try the costume, max to carry it back, and me to pay money. mr tan had to fork out the $80 himself because syira disappeared from the face of the earth an hour before i left school.

and max was acting smart, he didn't really know the location of masquerade. but megan found it and was desperately trying to give us directions. we found her after like, five calls?

so yeah, masquerade's opposite golden landmark and diagonally opposite raffles hospital.

wanted to mrt back with megan, but mr teo was hungry so megan left first and we went to banquet at raffles hospital. the yong tau foo stall aunties thought our big bag contained a bear. so i told them, "not bear, dinosaur."

many many people were staring at the big bag in the train and bus. and because max had both hands full i had to tap his card for him. so at the mrt staion it was like, i tap max's card, he go in, i tap my card, i go in. and the same process for getting out.

he kept knocking into things, idk if it's on purpose but it's really quite amusing.

when we alighted from the mrt at boon lay we met my dad. only a brief hi-bye, but after that i called my dad to tell him that max is not my boyfriend.

so we returned to school and girls were wondering what we did that took us so long to return. if a scandal emerges it's their fault.

left school after owens dinner. first time there were four dishes. and two pieces of the malay stall fried chicken. each packet must have cost $3 or something.

he meets me.

home learning today resulted in not very much learning. especially bio. maybe instructions were unclear, maybe i haven't been paying attention in class, but did ms ong mention that we are to do the prokaryotes thing? it bugs me alot, studying an entire topic on my own. and the structured question was weird.

but anyway i handed it up after throwing dices. i think the plural of dice is dice right.

tmr will be a long day. friday is sports day, and after that i have two meetings. sunday lee hsien loong is meeting me.

minister vivian balakrishnan's my friend. so is george yeo.

foreheads.

tomorrow i'll be typing out my chem spa limitations and errors here. i just know it.

what if my mom and my principal had telepathy? she's been asking me to pin up my fringe for dunno how long, and this morning the entire jj female population, the students at least, were demanded to have their fringes un-covering their foreheads. and not swinging by the sides of their faces.

because the p says chinese believe that the forehead represents luck, and if you cover your forehead, no luck.

mr s was trying hard tp supress laughter after he said that.

steph memorising.

tell me how to study for econs essay test. huh HUH HUH!!

irritating. really, at the current situation, i'd rather channel my brain cells to understanding the difference between limitations and errors for my chem spa this wednesday. i know somebody answered that question of mine like, years ago, but now i've forgotten the explanation.

and i don't like memorising. which was probably why mdm goh said i'm in big trouble, in front of the whole class.

i don't memorise stuff, really because i don't like it. not because i can't do it. i can. and there's evidence. i just think memorising's a stupid way to learn stuff.

which is probably what landed me in jjc, instead of high and mighty schools that i totally have the ability to conquer. i mean like, if only i memorised my chinese lit stuff, if only i memorised more chem facts, if only i memorised steps to solving a math questions, if only i memorised the cheem things to add into my language compos...

i'd prolly be the top student of nh.

but, slap me and let me come back to earth.

whether i should commit stuff to memory now so that there's at least a minute possibility of Yeo Xin Ying, Stepahnie being the valedictorian of Jurong Junior College, i guess it's all up to me.

and if i use more than 2 percent of my brain, should my brain be cut up after i die for that to be discovered, then i'll be proclaimed to be cleverer than einstein. NOT SHANNON'S DOG.

export organs after tsunami.

"if you're good in your o levels, then you're just good at an ordinary level. because the o stands for ordinary. but, you know what the a in a levels stand for or not? it's not, 'aiyah, same as o levels lah!'"--mr damien ler

a record breaking of 50% of my german class got b. only one person got a, which means sonja got nearly full marks, such that moderation put the mark range for a so damn high nobody else qualified. which i think makes it damn unfair because she didn't come for class at all, just came for the exam. because her family IS german. so i guess for language exams, especially foreign language exams, lines are blurred. i think second language and third language people should have separate bell curves.

while revising for my content quiz coming thursday, i realised our content book is actually quite an interesting storybook. it has made me stay glued to my chair, leaving only when i had to go for meals. and i actually talk to my book, scary. i'll read a question in the book, e.g. should the selling of human organs be prohibited? and tell my book my point of view.

i wonder what my book would say if it could talk.

anyway. yesterday was essay test and my chosen question made it feel like i was penning a blog post instead of a gp essay. which prolly means i won't score really great marks. i re-read my essay after i finished it, and i realised i couldn't find my loa and thesis statement in the first few paragraphs, and i couldn't find anywhere to put them in. but i read and re-read the essay nad thought that it actually flowed quite smoothly, except maybe at the concluding part but still i cross my heart and hope not to die.

"cross my heart" reminds me of scenes on the movie "the ant bully". when ants cross their hearts they cross their butt area, cuz that's where their hearts are.

monday's econs test, i'm sort of losing hope in ms tiong. ever since she walked away halfway through answering my question.

talking about questions. in econs class i always have alot of doubts, therefore i always ask questions. and when i realised we're having alot of make-up lessons for econs, i thought it may be due to my asking questions that delays the lesson.

so on thursday, i tested my hypothesis. i killed the question-asking temptation. and stayed almost non-existant for two hours. there is significant difference between the expected and observed results, therefore reject the null hypothesis. lesson still dragged. point proven wrong.

so i asked as much questions as i used to on friday. at least i felt more normal. after class on thurs melissa was asking me why i looked so tired. i said because i didn't talk in class.

there was econs make-up on friday after we got our language results. ms tiong asked, "after the tsunami in indonesia, what would they export more?"

and i replied, in the lecture theatre containing four classes, "organs."

cranky.

"i'm actually very impatient, just that i look patient only." -mdm goh


morgen ist deutsche tag! but i have cca. whyyyyy.