Yesterday was the NAPHA test, because of that, I can’t attend the GoR session and see the kids … darn. Results were quite shocking, in a way or 2 cause I ran 9.3s for shuttle run, but only 50 sit-ups in one minute. Other results are too minor to mention …
Miss Chee was not in school today, so hurrays for english lesson. I did a couple handstands as my morning exercise during that free period, along with Randall of course. I re-ran my 2.4km run during P.E and took 12:59 mins … a huge improvement from the previous trial, 14:10 mins.
Social Studies presentation, oh my, i forgot that Miss Tan doesn’t have a card reader so I ran to Mrs. Lim for help, since she’s kinda helpful and she has the gadgets a student possibly needs on her desk. Indeed, she had, and I’m so grateful to her as when I approached her for help, she was eating her breakfast. The presentation went on quite smoothly, and Miss Tan praised us for the wonderful conclusion by Andy and me.
Oh yea, this is the first day in Yuan Ching with no cash in my wallet. I realised that during recess time.
Miss Kang have sore throat = no voice = can’t speak = have to rely on her laptop again. Chinese lesson was kinda peaceful until the copying phrase is finally over, with the soccer-freaks ‘feeling’ the soccer ball almost immediately.
CME period, kinda boring in a way as the topic was Sexual Intimacy. She asked for votes about how ‘deep’ our actions would go in a relationship at this age. Just to clear up, I did not wanted to choose necking as I mistook it for kissing. Thus, my stand is the phrase kissing. But I doubt, given that if I know it would be a short term relationship, hugging would be where I would stop. Long term? Kissing.
There was a lunchtime concert for the assembly, and I shall break down my reviews of the performances.
- Acclamations, Sock Hop Tonight, Can’t take my eyes off you by Band
- Tong Yao & Feng Yang Hua Gu by Guzhen
- Bu Xiang Zhang Da by Choir
- Success in Unity by Indian Dance Club
- Buoyancy by Dance & Movement Club
- Cry by Choir
- River sleeps beneath the sky by Choir
- Alunan Kipas, Menyentuh Jiwa by Malay Dance Club
So there are 9 performances … among the 3 band performances, I only find the Can’t take my eyes off you most catchy, since I love that rhythm quite a lot. Guzhen performances, they don’t catch my attention. The 3 girls ’singing’ S.H.E’s song, I think I’d call that Lip Sync rather than singing.
Indian Dance, the group was not really coordinated, as some seem more active than the others. D&M club, the eye-catching part of it was the 2nd group of dancers, those who had taught the lower-sec hip-hop. The remaining 3, aren’t that interesting, except for the duet for Mandy Moore’s Cry, which the guy looks like a sissy when he his actions got over-exaggerated.
It ended at 3PM and followed up with Mathematics remedial … boring. I compete with Cazua for a short distance run, then we played soccer which I injured 2 players and later, I was killed by Gabriel who was in fact, my team-mate. Fun but tiring day … phew.
Ok, a girl’s photo went missing on the class tree and the most suspected criminal, me, for some reasons or two that makes me look like a desperate guy who actually needs to steal something that obvious … gosh.
J.J actually needs to spread this from one end to the other end of the classroom, resembles his lovebird, CNN, just loves rumours and plant the grapevine. I don’t know whether to laugh or to be fed-up, maybe just a mix of each. See … it doesn’t matter if you say you’re guilty or not in these kind of cases. If you say “i DID NOT do it!”, save it, they wouldn’t buy it. If you say “yea, I did it, big deal eh?, bingo, that’s what they wanna hear and emphasis more and more. And so the story goes on~
Anyways, I don’t have a reason to take from the class tree thing cause it’s like, my photo collection is already sufficient for viewing.
When the sun rises and trying to get rid of my bed hair,
I look into the mirror and refresh myself up for the day.
The way you look at me every morning,
It just gives me some sort of motivation.
And so the whiteboard is accompanied by strokes of knowledge,
Tried so hard to look but you’re something that my eyes truely desire,
The way I stare at your back every lesson,
It just gives me a reason for my distraction.
The recess bell rings and the class is soon emptied,
Emptied so that there’s only you and me,
Perhaps with somebody else breaking the romance atmosphere,
It just gives me nothing but starvation.
Different time of the day,
It gives me a different feel of seeing you,
But did you have any idea that if I ever meet you after school,
That’s another miracle in my life.
With or without your presence were the same,
The sight of you or the thought of you,
There’s no respite from aching,
My heart is heavy and tired,
I hear the voices within me,
Telling me that the suffering should come to an end,
That I should break the chains of melancholy.
Since you came into my life,
I knew not of joyful days,
I knew not that love felt like this,
With just one glance and you changed the whole of me,
Yet didn’t you realise you’ve turned me into a child,
Who would just break down and cry, and so I questioned,
How many heartstrings must you sever?
I really wonder if acting is all that matters in drama.
The YCSS drama club has a considerably large number of little newbies, and all thinks that being on-stage and act is more important than anything else. That’s what that saddens me, really, being unable to explore all aspects of drama, an absoulute pity. It’s not fun to see the whole drama club be weaken because there’s a lack in people who are invloved in scripting & directing.
The same logic applies to a company with thousand of workers but without a supervisor to guide them, things will go wrong.
I don’t normally appear in plays not because I don’t like to act, nor I can’t act, but rather, I don’t have a choice of choosing between roles. If I can write and no-one else can do the job, I’ll do it whether I like it or not with my absolute best. If one can’t even take initiative or improvise before the production starts, I think, that’s a very bad attitude to have.
If everybody just wants to act, then I shall raise the criteria and standards for auditioning, since they feel that acting is all they are here to do.
