com studs (as usual)

now is com studs. and as good resourceful rgs students we make the most of each lesson and SKIVE. woo!

am looking forward to friday!
1. it's the last day of term 3!
2. sherry and i are going OUT!
3. plaza singapura!

.. plaza singapura is creepy. every time i go there in school uniform i meet some random church person. err ok. weird. ahah.

fanfiction! finally! after a really really long time. Priah is a good writer ((: her story actually has wow!plots!wow! >.<

AND ice skating on the 10th Sept! looking forward to it! i love iceskating. except probably my blog entry about it will be complaining about the little kids ramming in to me with their stupid metal bars. sheesh. stupid little kids chouldnt be allowed to skate. or if they did they should have a Baby Rink. (you know, like a Baby Pool? :x)

uhoh. laughing fits now in com studs. ahahah

FINALLY

i changed the layout!
it's done by brillante! on blogskins!
brilliante! (joey agrees) (ALOT)

sadly she didnt put THIS template up on blogskins now... it's not there
anymore

AAAAWWWW.

mews and whatnots

there were these pitiful tiny mews haunting my neighbourhood for about a week, so i went down finally on saturday to check it out. and i found a tiny little kitty stuck in the drain..maybe abt 1 week, about the size of my palm.
so i scooped it up and now it's at home.
we went to get it milk subsitute (milk for orphans) and a milk bottle.
it's SO CUTE.
aah.

shall post pictures when i have the time.

my work is choking me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUNYI! STELLA! JANNELLE!

almost

the week is almost over.
let's celebrate.
i've had enough of school for this week, really.
*sighs*
i really amaze myself remaining normal after spending a brainwashing amount of time at a glamorized prison, aka the school.

my brother was saying at the dinner table:
"the internet said that typical teenagers...
favourite food - fast
favourite drink - soft
spend most of the time on the internet working/playing games"
so my mum was asking me " so are you a typical teenager?"
my response, "no. all RGS girls are not typical teenagers. we spend most of the time in school."

this is not meant as a joke. in a way haha but it's kinda true! but if you count technically... well maybe. ahahah

friday tomorrow! cant wait.
i tell you saturday is my favorite of the week. go figure. you'll NEVER guess why. and i wont say.
ah SPEECH DAY. nope no prizes. just playing some random song. 30 times repetition! gosh. *dies*

j. yap is creepy. and she gets on my nerves. she is SO ngiao. SO fussy... what's her problem? she is such a nit picker and picking at 211's every single cell and finding fault with it and giving us preddy lectures.

whatever.

structered lessons? no thank you. i'd like my Poem Tea Party, please. remember sec1 lit? man, those were the GOOD DAYS.

i'm being mean to her lah. i guess she's not deliberately being evil, but we all know she's a witch anyways, so she cant help it, i guess. haii. feel so guilty!

i know joey is going to retort.
i SO know joey is going to retort.
i like, SO know joey is going to retort.
i like, SO totally know joey is going to retort.

hit me, weewerts.

add-ons

this entry is all about what i forgot to add in into some of my previous entries:
the night i got turned away from Festival of Praise. yups.

so went with the reg A youths to somerset area (karen, alvin (is it?), isaac ker, isaac chang, adam & co., francel, rachel chloe, nigel chua, felicia). karen wanted to eat at that random seafood place next to the skateboard show thingy. ahahah-whatever that was.

but we didnt want to so we went to eat at burger king across the road. we being nigel, chloe, francel and i. (and little faith! - francel... she IS cute ok? ahaha)

and burger king @ cathay cineplex...

1. was very crowded

2. to get to the ONLY empty space that could accomodate the 5 of us, i had to walk ONE BIG ROUND because i couldnt squeeze in between that guy's chair and the table ><

3. the only thing on the table was a tray. so being the good singaporean i am, i brought it to the dustbin. it was full of wrappers so i used 2 fingers (stupid me. but HEY the tray was GREASY) to slide the tray into the dustbin opening, with the intent to empty it. instead of the rubbish sliding off the tray, the WHOLE FREAKING THING JUST SLID INTO THE RUBBISH BIN AND LANDED WITH A PLOP

4. i gave up

5. my FRIENDS. LAUGHED.

6. i laughed, in the end. too.

so embarrassing. and nigel had to mercilessly reenact the whole thing to isaac ker later on. haiii. malu -.-"

so we met up with the seafood group ppl later and francel got her shirt signed by EINSTEIN! ((: poor jealous adam. WAHAHAHA.

and chocolate minimelts topped the night off.

the trip home on the mrt was really EW.

first we missed the train because it was tooo too full.
next we went to the end carriage of the next train because it was emptier.
lesson of the day: never go to end carriages. they have bad ventilation.
and when i say BAD, i mean.. really really really bad. there were these ppl who had such BAD B.O that once you stepped into the carriage, the smell just hit you like
WHAM!

OMG it was SO SO gross! from somerset all the way back to khatib!! ew ew ew.

national day

i enjoyed my holiday ((;
no work! if there was any, i should panic.. because i have no idea that there was any to be done. so i didnt do it.

human nature disgusts me. people are such hypocrites. i have some level of hypocrisy, i believe. but i acknowledge it. i am thoroughly disgusted.

anyways, sadly tomorrow it's BACK TO SCHOOL. if there's one thing that i never want to end, it's gotta be school holidays. well, mustn well not go to school right? but it's another of the complicated matters thing that you dont want to go to school but you want to.

hmm. i actually have another skin to use here... but im too lazy. i shall put it up perhaps at the next com studies. yupps

once again

i forgot what i want to blog about.

and OMG > ******************!!!! *hyperventilates* i was going all hyper this morning outside the hall... NANANANANANA

liketotallyslapped.
tina-violet fifi cornelia joanna johnson.
bimboEXTRAodinare.
a sociology project.
set up to observe the reactions of the average person to an absolute retard.

yeah right.

we ROCKK, dont we? >.<

humanites project 2006! HERE . WE . GO !! wahahah.

and i didnt manage go for festival of praise!!! >sobs< waaaaahhhh... went on saturday and arrived at 7pm. ok fine. it's my fault. but i had to finish up chinese pt!!

next year. MUST GO.

two suspicious felines slinking around the entrance hall...

charles looking sleepy on my table. KAWAII!!

my IQ

the tickle IQ test i took scored me 131. so i am above average.

the weird inaccurate one i took with joey rendered us geniuses in ALL areas with only IQ level 140

and some weird pro website put me:
Your general IQ score is: 117
i am SO distraught

slash

joanna, that is the most twisted, most disgusting, most... WRONG pairing ever.

and i'm not talking harry potter here

epilogue (to unisono)

i realised that unisono is a concert of mixed feelings.

excited, happy! and i was totally enthusiastic looking forward to it. besides it was my first ever concert. as in first concert WE are hosting.

but i had this nagging sense of (how do you put it -) unhappiness. dread. why? i realised that after unisono, the next thing would be farewell. and i dread it.

not just because i'll be The Tuba (haha) after that. i mean, it's more than that. are seniors considered your friends? perhaps not. some may be. they said so themselves. they are not. but this senior-junior gap, outsiders say it's bad. on the contrary, it bonds the band. do you realise how close knitted we are? even ncc? as compared to gb? guides? co?

but i know i'll miss them alot alot alot. i dont exactly have a senior that is one year above me. really, do you think i'll turn nasty next year? when they leave? like HER? i really hope i dont turn out like you-know-who. but i dont think i will... sherry darling will kindly rap me on my head and bring me back to mortal world if i get my head too high in the clouds. sadly SHE didnt have an sbm to do that.

and the worst thing is that i'm not up to standard. i KNOW i'm not. and i think they're really disappointed in me. esp her. i dont know, i just cant play!! i'm really at a loss. i hate doing indiv. i hear my lousy tone. but not doing indiv makes me worse. sigh.

how can a band not have a bass? i cant support the band alone. me and 2 sec2s next year. quite small. very bad. and it would be horrible if my sec1s this year turn out better than me, won't it?

really, i'll just be the downfall of rgssb.

unisono

FUN! yeahhh! and the jap band totally totally rocked!

omg we were all hyperventilating over the solo by the jazz saxophonist! ahhhahhhh SO DARN ZAI.. SO GOOOD!! hahaha... and it was fun!

and behold the healing power of music! after we played, my throat didnt ache anymore, my head didnt hurt anymore and my ulcer ceased to throb painfully. of course there is the possibility that i played till they went numb -.-"

but the interaction with the japanese was really the highlight. i didnt go for the exchange to japan so this was kinda my first real interaction with the japanese, though it was rather short. generally i found that they are such warm and friendly people, they always put you at ease. and i was really embarrassed when i saw how sporting and generous they were. singaporeans really can learn from them.

and i really felt bad after what miss lim said about ri. i think we were really bad towards ri. so selfish, self-centered and mean... i didnt even think of thanking them for their help... haii. my conscience was slapping me hard after what miss lim said. not only ri, but my attitude totally sucked. towards them and her. i realised how much effort she put in and i took it for granted. even the other teachers.

someone is playing Good Charlotte in the distance.

We believe
We believe
We believe......