Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Joy To The World
*falls to the ground and starts kissing the screen*
No I am not mad, assuredly. I just spent the last 3 hours or so hopelessly trying to access Blogger. Ok well not hopelessly, since this post exists, but you get the point. Rememer how I said I'd update and everything? Well, this is THE post, so all of you just sit back, munch on some Tim Tams and read about the delightful world of: ME.
I'll turn back the clock for a few revolutions...
*time machine sounds*
Aha. Here it is. The day of the Trinity Valedictory Ceremony. I shouldn't have left it this late now, should I. I hardly recall anything. Bugger. I'll try my best though. So, still had my Media & Communication exam on that day, and I left the exam room feeling this nice squishy warm feeling of satisfaction in my tummy. My tummy instincts always turn out right. I scored highest among all my subjects in M&C. *big silly grin* I had on those silly gold shoes (no heels, thank goodness) and they were more uncomfortable than any pair of rollerblades I have every worn. Being a freeloader, I naturally opted to chill at Jessica's place, and to change for the ceremony as well. Her apartment seems so cosy lah! And I never cease to enjoy browsing through all her anime and korean shows (not that I want to be bitten by the same Korean bug that seems to have bitten everyone else on the entire planet with the exception of a few million other homo sapiens). Well. We bumped (literally I think, or she just presented herself annoyingly to us, out of nowhere, unwanted as usual) into Adlin on the way to Jess's house, then so we had an EXTRA (read this you fishball) tagging along.
In jess's room we messed about a bit with super dancer (Adlin SUX at it. offense intended). I got changed, then we all went to the thingy (valedictory is too long to spell, so from now it will be called the Thingy) and mingled with "our fellow students and teachers". Well, "Why?" you ask, "are these five words in inverted comas?" Ah-ha! It's because that's about all I heard during the numerous speeches given at the thingy. At first it was boring and I almost dozed off (and hot and stuffy) but Jessica sms-ed me and saved me from my imminent head-droop catastrophe. Go Jess! (but don't you go all big-headed on me. 1st warning.) then TheN THEN it was time for us to go up individually to get our certs. Whee! Like sashaying down a catwalk. I felt like such a poser!!! ;) And enjoyed it.
After the thingy ended, we went to the Bulpadock (or actually more like MiniBull-padock) to take pictures with our BELOVED teachers!!! Sadly, I couldn't find Tricia. Cheat my feelings, boohoohoo etc. *devastating crying sounds of doom and blah blah* Then of course our narcissistic instincts stepped in and we just HAD to take pictures of ourselves. I felt like breaking out in song lah, "All the pretty mei nu-s" Ahem. We tried doing that jumping trick with the photos, and ALAMAK. I think I'm the best photographer. All the photos they took of me jumping came out like I was half-squatting in mid-air like got diarhoea (again, offence intended. I love pissing pple off). By then our poor wee little footies were aching like, well, #*$^%&#*@^$. At least we weren't freezing our asses off. ;) Haha. Those symbols look so cute. I'm gonna do somemore. &$%#@*$)%^#%*^$* *big grin*
Fast-forward bbbrrrrrrrr..... (i just watched Click recently, so pardon this remote control phase of my life)
Oh shit. Hang. Just kidding.
Results day finally came, and me went with Calista "darling" to collect our slips. Imagine the grin on my face when I looked at my results. Imagine it.
Imagine already? Good.
I shall not speak of others' results. This is just another taboo for me. I think it's rude, and everytime I talk about others' results i feel RE-HE-He-He-EALLY uncomfortable. *hint nudge poke Rach* So I just stick to talking about my own results. Of course. :D Since I'm brilliant. I also spent half an hour in a little office off Swanston Street sitting on a bench deciding the course of my life. WoW. :)))) Finally, I decided my fate and decided to leave it all to God. So I mentally envisioned myself giving God the sheaf of papers in my hand, and I immediately felt better.
Oh no. My scene selection is a bit haywire. I'm just gonna select the scene where I sat among all the junk I had amassed in 2006 and wondered how I was gonna pack it in 2 days. (hear ye hear ye, procrastination has ever been mine folly) Oh. I REALLY have to talk about this. My flight back home. ALONE. At first, everything was fine, I checked in (all the while looking as if I had done all this before. I had this "old-news", world-weary look on my face, so poser me) and managed to yank my humongous pink Nike bag onto the compartments overhead. I got into a random convo with this woman beside me because I was bored, then the movies started, so my body slipped into "automatic".
AAAhhhhh. Ba-bump ba-bump ba-bump. Repeat these two sentences a million times. That was exactly how I felt when the TURBULENCE started. Worse than being in a boat cuz you can't see outside. The HORROR! The TRAUMA! The PAIN! (actually, no pain lah, I just added it in because it goes with the rest). I've progressed from my little-kid fears of ear-pain to...erm... my kidult fear of plane crashes. At least I grew up. NOT. My baggage came late too. The carousel was ssssoooooo slow. I still haven't quit dreaming about my being able to dance and run about on those airport carousels. :) Wait. Before I stop talking about airports amd planes, I'd just like to mention that, you know, all planes have this horrible Body Odour. Plus the plane I was in had blankets that smelled like childrens' vomit. So nice falling asleep breathing in old puke.
Whoa. This post is long. But, get this: Breaking News!! I DON'T CARE. Besides, I'll bet my bedside piggy soft toy that all of you are enjoying yourselves anyway. I DARE any of you not to. And no prize even if you take up this dare, you sad pathetic fool. But I guess I had better blog what I've done in Singapore in a new post. (That's just me being unnecessarily organised). If you people don't see a post coming after this one, then its probably because I can't access Blogger again *dramatic boo-ing noise*.
Well, ta-ta for now! I shall be discussing more grave and profound political matters of international importance in my future posts, so prime ministers and foreign dignitaries who have been loyal to my blog, my sincere thanks. To the rest of the normal mundane world: Stay tuned to find out!
...is what I said. Savvy?
9:14 pm
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June 2006