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Saturday, March 6, 2010 @ 10:12 PM
Mood: orange-yellow.
There's so much homeworkkkkk and so little time. This week was exhuasting.
I had Lifeguards training on tue and thur,
Mass PE on wed,
Four-period gym PE on fri,
Jogging on mon after Founder's day AND,
Swimming cum lifesaving on Sat.
Including, the numerous flights of stairs i had to climbed in between tutorials, lectures and lug my heavy bag around. Plus, sleeping at close to 12.30am every night and on fri, even 1am and later, justtttttt to chiong my homework. I barely had time to take a breather and what happens the day after?
It's back to the crashy routine of exercising till i get aches everywhere.
I've just recovered from a double muscle ache.
Sleeping at 7pm yesterday till 6.30 am today really helped. Although i did get my father to wake me up at 8pm, it just didn't work. i couldn't be woken up. i was just too deep in my slumber and once my head hit the pillow, i knocked out instantly.
There were no dreams.
Not that i dream much.
These days, i don't dream at all.
People say when you're tired, you sleep better, and you don't dream.
I guess its a state of rest that's really 'rest', literally.
Even your mind, which is actively working and producing a thousand thoughts around the clock, sleeps.
Thats the best kind of rest one can get.
Well, let's rant about homework.
Let me tell you guys something.
Although i don't take 4 content-heavy subjects, its not like i don't HAVE any homework.
i've, IN FACT, A HUGE LOT, more.
That takes weeks to complete.
Just for art,
1.
Research I have sooooo much research to do, its uncountable. I'm also supposed to PEN my research in this green scrapbook that's like 1.5cm think. You might not think its comparable to your physic/chemistry/econs/(what have you) textbook, but try thinking about writing, without leaving any lines between, on two and a half stacks of fullscap pad. (Double-paged.) You're supposed to fill up every single line by WRITING, btw.
A preview of what i'm supposed to be researching on: Definition of art terms (Eg. Contrapposto, figurative, chiaroscuro, sfumato...), Different art movements and style (Eg. romanticism, neo-classicism, baroque...), Minimum of six examples for each movement (Name of artist and works, introduction, including write-up on each.)
2.
PracticalAfter that first assignment, i'm supposed to promptly start on my second one, and this time its working with distortion. The medium? PENS. Seriously, i've never done pen work in my entire life, neither have i distorted anything because i wouldn't actually care to do so. Things are nice enough the way they are. It was a miserable start for me since i lost my pens just a day after buying them. I lost my pencil case? There goes the new pens. My first assignment took me more than a week to complete and i can just imagine how long the second one will take me. I'm ALSO, supposed to be heading down to Art Friends to get a new box of professional drawing pens tomorrow, with varying thickness, each. Not those that you randomly get in the popular bookstore 'Popular'.
Biology,
1.
NotesI'm juggling with the piles of notes they've already sprinted through currently. I've YET TO memorise and revise through the topics and they're only HALFWAY through the first topic of cell membrane and functions. Already, i feel like its 10 topics. There're soooo many terms to remember. During lectures, i have the tendency to sleep throughout with my eyes forced open and my eyelids fluttering non-stop. Why don't i just throw my head on the table and sleep?! Because, sadly, my tutorial and lecture teacher is the discipline head. Who, so happens to love calling on any random being in the room she deems fit of being lifeless during her lessons. She just loves picking on us and making us answer her questions, super randomly. It helps to keep us awake..Ya, righttt.
That means to sayyyy..
When attending biology lessons, you have to avoid doing/having the following:
*****so as not to get singled out in lecture halls/tutorials*****
'That girl with the red pencil case..'
'That girl with the pink bag..'
'The girl holding the green pencil..'
'Who does that orange file belong to? Can the owner please answer my next question?'
'That boy supporting his chin with his hand? What did i just say?'
'That boy who just yawned. What did i say just now?'
'You in the black jacket. Can you tell me why lysosomes are found in the cytoplasm?'
'The boy i saw just now who still does not have his uniform? Can you please tell me something new you've just learnt today?'
'The two girls that are talking. See, i've just proven why you can't talk and listen to my lecture at the same time.'
Yes, its like roulette.
You get picked, sooner or later.
What's going to happen if i can't answer her questions?!
Esp. when you're a latecomer and you've to stand at the doorway to the lecture hall and answer her questions before being able to sit.
I definitely have to be consistent.
Literature,
1.
Notesi need the LMS, i need to log in RIGHT. NOW.
i need to print out the lecture notes,
i need to read through them,
i need to know the literary devices, terms and methods used,
i need to familiarise myself with Wide Sargasso Sea and Carol Ann Duffy.
GSC and GP,
1.
ReadLike the header suggests, there's a lot of reading i need to catch up on. Reading the newspapers and magazines...That's going to have to start, IMMEDIATELY. I can't keep pushing back everything and finally finding myself not doing it at all.
GSC has been the craziest chinese lesson ever, in my life. It's GP in chinese and just for the first lesson, we read through 3 worksheets of chinese AND MOREEE, talking about the singapore government and its goddamn history and progress. Who cares. The cheemilogy of it is too hardcore man. I surrender. Best thing is, the GSC teacher wrote our names in chinese calligraphy on her notebook, spanning across the entire page. I'll leave it to you to infer how LARGE our names are so that they can be seen from where she's standing at the whiteboard. (Which i estimated is one metre away from the notebook on the table.) Furthermore, there's so few of us taking GSC, you get called by her, EVERYTIME, EVERYDAY, in class. Lastly, people who take Chinese, their worksheets have han yu pin yin for EVERY, SINGLE WORD. And they fill in the blanks for 密蜂 and stupid, easy words like that, which i'd have known in primary 1. I LOL-ed at the pure dumbness of the stark differences with our lessons. If i'd taken chinese...I WOULD HAVE OWNED THEIR ASSES. Instead, i had to torture myself with chinese scholars..(from malaysia?china?indonesia? i don't know.)
Then again, i've already secured an A grade for chinese...so what's the point in retaking?
Gp is interesting. Its taught by our senior, who i guess, took her results yesterday. Hoped she did well. She has a sister in AC who's our age. Surprisingly, the graded assignment we had to do, it was quite relaxing since we could use our researched materials during the assigned forty minutes. Though, i must admit, i'm lacking in my general knowledge! There're two people in my class, one a korean and the other indonesian, (a guy and a girl, of course. Haha!), and they could randomly tick off any president or prime minister or occasions that happened in the world from past to present, WITHOUT resources. Informative ttm.
Okay, you could ignore the above paragraphs.
Its just me and my brain, sorting out the mass of jumble and prioritizing.
I'm seriously trying to squeeze out time trying to manage everything together.
What with the last japanese lesson tomorrow and my mum forcing me to go.
Oh, and i need to play the piano.
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