Statement.
Birds of a feather flock together.
What about those who have no feathers?
Art is the expression of the mind.
What about the cacophony of madness?
Intelligence is subjective.
Is intelligence retardedness?
The only true wisdom is knowing that you know nothing.
What do I know?
And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
Una forcella bloccata nella strada
Una forcella bloccata nella strada.
Si tratta di tre giorni ai miei esami.
Ti scienza prova pratica. Risale anche la geografia e la matematica progetti. Finito il mio progetto di design e tecnologia stessa. Vai a vedere su facebook, se lo si desidera.
Questa settimana segna la fine di due dei miei argomenti umanistici, la letteratura e la geografia. Un gran peccato.
Non so perché ho una passione per le arti. Non fraintendermi. Non è perché gli insegnanti. Dammi qualsiasi altro insegnante, ad eccezione di quelli che sono veramente male e mi sento ancora lo stesso.
È probabilmente il lato polemico di me. Heh.
Questa è una grande girandola di emozioni nella mia mente adesso, che le parole non possono descrivere. Una miriade di emozioni che sono difficili da trasmettere.
Perché ho perso una parte di me stesso.
VIP open house
There’s seriously more than meets the eye. Welcome to longyetshort’s two hundredth post.
And to celebrate a new beginning, I’m choosing to blog about VIP’s open house 2009.
The preceding events were kind of weird :/ We asked Ms Boey to release us from Chemistry extra class early at 8.45, lo and behold, we ended up leaving for VJC at 9.20.
And to embarrass myself before everything even started, I fell down the step at the performance theatre above. But then again, I didn’t fall. I just bumped into someone. Meh.
The PowerPoint slides were quite professional and really aesthetically pleasing and I didn’t know you could do those effects with PowerPoint. Of course, every school tries to embellish itself a little, but surprisingly the VJC principal admitted to us that his IP students only did slightly better than their average counterparts.
But of course, there are outstanding people here and there. The hollistic development of the students is also there, and you can really see that the students are bubbly, enthusiastic and curteous. Not everything can be measured through academics, and when you’re fighting with others for eg. a scholarship; a place in a prestigious university, everyone’s going to have the same grades and something needs to push you above the rest.
The emcees were also very quirky throughout the session, suddenly popping out of the audience and speaking. It was quite an engaging event, with me finally understanding the Helmsman Programme and the Imagineering module and learning more about what makes Victoria-down-the-road tick.
Financial literacy week, which is part of the Helmsmann programmewhere you play mock stocks and all. It’s held annually.
A picture of the goodie bag they gave us. Of course, even though there was an issue of Time magazine and of course 2 SoyJoy bars, the most interesting part was Prospectus 2009/2010. It gave a lot of information, and made things a lot clearer. The whole affair had a very professional yet fun outlook.
Outperforming, Outstanding, Out having fun. Check.
They also let us play in the Biology labs. We experimented with egg white and we turned it purple . I spilt Potassium hydroxide on my skin and it started burning. As in like, stinging. Gah. A reminder for me to brush up on my vocabulary if I want to get into the VIP.
There was also a wide array of interesting quotes and also they were pretty inspirational. Something I like. It’s like being reminded everyday that success is not served on a platter.
Surprise, surprise. Guess who this is. Clue: The photographer Lim Muyao did wedding photography for a certain 2A teacher. Try to imagine her with glasses. Of course, the minute Pandiyan noticed who she was, he immediately started snapping photos like a camwhore. Lol.
I really hope I’ll be able to see this on a daily basis.
I guess you could draw a lot of parallels between VJC and VS and indeed see some similarity. It’s really a sort of extension. The multimedia poem project that we’re doing now is being done in a similar fashion in VJC. Only much more professional.They somehow manage to bring about synesthesia, an association between image and text.
The Flexsi Rooms are also just like the rooms we were in during the different student sharings in VJC. There’s also seriously more than meets the eye, the campus is so much bigger than if you drive along marine parade road.
I can safely say that it looks quite incredible. Time well spent today. Although the classrooms look quite…dark, the other facilities were actually quite nice. Especially the concourse.
One weird thing though, they never used “Nil Sine Labore” once throughout the entire presentation. Weird. But then again, the field has this gigantic adidas banner that says “Nothing without labour” on the VJ side then on the Adidas side “Impossible is nothing”. 
The whole place wasn’t very new or sparkling, but good enough I guess, and considerably the spirit and all made up for it. I still remember the boy on boy friendship dance. eeks.
If a man wakes up famous (i.e. successful) he has not been sleeping.
Internet Addiction
Today was very kind of retarded. I pity the poor woman who volunteered to teach us internet addiction. It’s like no one paid any attention. And you have spastic people like Chua BOK WOON the guy sitting beside me writing : To quit internet addiction, pour gasoline into central processing unit and ignite.
LOL. still making more funny clay skulls. 199 Posts people. 200 is going to be special. No posting until May/June.
You’re so fragile I know
Some things we cannot control
I am so selfish it shows
I just can’t let go
Tell me three little lies
Everything is alright
It tears me all up inside
[Chorus]
If I talk to God
I don’t know if He’s listening
When I speak out loud
I don’t know if He’s home
I’m talking to myself
‘ Cause no one else is listening
Stay another day
And will it all go wrong?
If I talk to God
I hate the words that I said
They lay so still in my head
I hope I never regret
If I just let go
Goodbye to time well spent
I’ve got nothing to defend
And is this really the end?
[Chorus]
And you can feel me when you fall
When your backs against the wall
And you know this town we live up in
Is the loneliest of all
And you can feel me when you’re down
And when your world turns upside down
I know this place we’re living in
Is the loneliest of all
[Chorus]
I will be the colors in the rain
When you’re lying up and wide awake
Hold on, hold on, I will for you
I will be the truth inside your lies
When you close your eyes at night
I will, I will, hold on, for you
1000 Paper Cranes
I realised one thing. VS loves to recycle stuff. The same play company comes every year, with strikingly similar themes and lame jokes. Ok, so they try their best, and some of their choreography was interesting. But anyway, today was some story about a hiroshima girl getting radiation poisioning, or leukemia, which was then uncurable. The important part though, was when she tried to fold 1000 paper cranes so that she would get better.
Is 1000 clay skulls enough? I have a lot of unfulfilled wishes. Haiz. D&T is seriously taking up a lot of valuable time. But don’t get me wrong, it’s a seriously enjoyable subject. I’d like to term my TFU projects labours of love, but then again, some of my TFUs were really FU.But other than that, I’ve seriously enjoyed working on projects so far. And woah. I seriously realised that I seriously used seriously 6 times in this paragraph. Seriously. Okay 7.
I just came up with something for Victorian Challenge lol. Create 1340 clay school badges and sell them at $1.50 each. Wow, must file that idea away in my head. Copyright claimed. O_o
Haiz, today didn’t even end up going for the investiture. At least I got some DnT done and I didn’t have to go alone. And to think I rushed to Marks and Spencer to pick up some long white sleeved shirts yesterday. But hey, it was retail therapy. Chinese test on monday, and trying to memorise some stuff is really…
Gambate yeah.
Spastic
Today’s BI lesson was uber fun. Seriously.
Ok, some information you might want to know before hand. For Bahasa Indonesia oral exam, I was asked what I do after school. I said that I watched TV. So Ibu Diah asked me what was my favourite TV show. I said Magic Schoolbus.
So yeah. It got really spastic today because of Ze Xuan. When Ibu Diah asked ANYTHING, it would take him like 5 tries to answer. lol. Maybe because he couldn’t hear. Then when she asked him what “akhir” meant, he was like “End, Finish, Chop, MATI, WAFAT.” (Mati and wafat are different terms meaning die) and it was really funny the way he did it. Then everyone started spasticking, with 3 people sharing one BI workbook and taking forever to answer one question. After a while even Ibu Diah started laughing.
Ok maybe it doesn’t sound so funny here. But I tell you, the whole class was giggling and being like little girls.
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is a wonderful day
Starting the week with geog is a refresher course. And a much needed one. I can’t seem to memorize the damn textbook. I think I need to leave this week of emoness behind lol.
No matter what stupid things you’ve done before, it’s done already. You can’t change anything, but try and adapt so that every day becomes less stressful and more appealing. It doesn’t help if you wanna listen to things like metal early the morning lol. Time to cheer up.
Just forget about everything, lie down on the grass and take in the wonderful sky. There’s two things I can think about now: Plantation/Padi agriculture or 稻香. Sometimes I wish I was back in Bali. There’s just so much to see and do. They are an amazing people.
21 days people.
Never Say Never: Summary
Some things we don’t talk about
Rather do without and just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love
Ashamed and proud of, together all the while
You can never say never
While we don’t know when
But time and time again
Younger now than we were before
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Picture, you’re queen of everything
Far as the eye can see under your command
I will be your guardian when all is crumbling
I’ll steady your hand
You can never say never
While we don’t know when
But time, time and time again
Younger now than we were before
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
We’re pulling apart and coming
Together again and again
We’re growing apart but we pull it together
Pull it together again
Don’t let me go
Yay cabinet!
What I’m supposed to be doing now :
What’ I’m actually doing:
Dun worry, I didn’t pon ubin. I have church. Easter tridium. So yeah, I’m studying. Finally. I bought a new cabinet filing thingy. My table was in a mess, with pens and everything strewn around. But now it looks a lot neater. My filing cabinet is divided into 4 seperate compartments.
bottom most: Stationery supplies
Second from the bottom: More stationery supplies
Second from the top: Envelopes, colored paper, random documents like IP application 
Top: Random Rubbish.
I tell you it’s seriously random.
I love being organized. Now all I need is a swivel chair and a new keyboard and my studycorner will be purrfect.
Chemistry TFU video
So yeah, those of you from my class would know that I wasn’t able to play my video during presentations lol. So anyway, here it is.
It’s abit low quality after u upload it to youtube sadly.
Miscellaneous Cacophony
I duno, I have a sudden fetish fascination with words. I guess it’s due in part to the fact that I realized others are beating surpassing me in their writing standards. To work, to work. Even not in the academic sense, I guess it’s advantageous good to have a wide vocabulary.
What’s cacophony? Basically it’s harsh discordance of sound, and a discordant and miscellaneous mixture of tunes. My blog might seem like this, but actually it’s not. It’s like trash thrash metal. You get riffs exploding from all directions, random blast beats from out of no where and sudden changes in tempo. It makes a mindblowing song
Haiz, exams in week 7. Not much time left before I have to start studying. And seriously, because you know chew suggested this Chinese website to improve our Chinese with, and when I tried the exercises, I get 10/100. Brilliant.
But sometimes it’s because I don’t read the instructions properly. Like always
I have no idea why I’m slacking relaxing. I keep telling myself to do something but then I realise that I sidetrack alot. I guess that’s me eh.
I’m abusing the strikeout function. It’s so fun
I seriously love wordpress. It’s like getting a new toy, it’s a totally different interface and also it just looks so brilliant. I know all of you know what a blogger dashboard looks like, but do you know what a wordpress dashboard looks like?
It’s like Mac vs Windows. XP of course. Vista is quite good, but I still find it a carbon copy of Mac. The best part about wordpress I think is the fact that if you look, there’s a dedicated part to blog stats, where they track your hits and everything accurately, and you can’t cheat and refresh yourself. Of course, you might be wondering why I’m still using an old and in the 12000+ hit counter, that’s because I’ll use the wordpress one when I shamelessly attain the high hits that you guys will never have get more hits.
Ahh, the relaxing power of change.
Finished touching up (:
I managed to do some workarounds If you wanna tag, just click the gigantic font yeah? So yeah, welcome to Longyetshort V2
(:
I guess its a fresh start. And being the attention seeker that I am, sad to say there’s no cbox. <iframe> tags aren’t allowed. Oh well, if you really want to leave a comment u can always use the comments.
Sleek but also different.
I guess you have to face the consequences of whatever you’ve done. Even if you feel like burying your head underground for the rest of eternity. Whatever happened yesterday was disastrous. But I guess I had it coming.
There isn’t any point in regret I suppose. Only the need to move on and change. To remember the mistakes and not commit them again.
不经一事，不长一智。
You have to go through something in order to be able to learn from it.
Maybe I haven’t been even doing the things I’m supposed to do, much less be the best. It’s going to be squeamish. Especially when my once firm mind isn’t made up again. But then, it was never really made up.
What does it all boil down to?
