Saturday, October 29, 2005
Just returned from theory exam. Don't you see the significance of it all? If i pass, I won't have to do theory ever again. That thought alone makes me happy. Unless you consider mep theory. But I don't because it is different. Theory is much more evil.
Let me just type random sentences about what happened during that three hours.
1) There were a gazillion invigilators who would walk up and down the aisles ready to catch anyone cheating by the neck, snatch his or her paper out from under his/her nose and rip it in half. Or into powder, as miss tan prefers. Then the invigilator would laugh maniacally as the cheating candidate is kicked out of the room.
2) The people around were mostly my age, except for a few 20+ and 30+ year old people. And there was this little girl seated diagonally behind me and I am quite sure I saw her two years back when I took grade 6. I think she is about 8 years old.
3) The guy seated next to me had his IC placed nicely on the table. This just reminded me that I am the youngest in class and will not get my IC until next year. Then I had to sadly take out my ezlink card.
4) The main invigilator was a large man who talks a little too loudly even if it was meant to be soft. But at least everybody could hear his announcements, especially the last, "TIME'S UP! EVERYBODY STOP WRITING, PUT YOUR PENS OR PENCILS DOWN, LEAN BACK AND WAIT UNTIL ALL THE PAPERS ARE COLLECTED. THANK YOU." But I think a male with a loud voice is better than a female with a loud voice under such circumstances because more often than not, a female with a loud voice also means a female with a high-pitched/shrill voice. And that reminds me of a female which I have mentioned somewhere in the earlier part of this entry. No, it's not the little girl.
That was about it. Well, besides me doing the paper of course. I spent a whole 40 minutes doing the first question because it didn't like me.
Linette and I are currently working on a book and Penny will be our publisher. The book is about a girl who was hungry and she had a pig and so she ate it. And then everything develops from there and it doesn't make much sense, but that doesn't matter. If the book is to be recorded on CD in the future, we will get Yun Xuan to read it because she showed much enthusiasm about our story and gave herself the title of 'storyteller' because of it.
I am still not happy because the school has stolen our holidays. That means two more weeks of waking up early, going to school, enduring crap and then coming home again.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 6:10 PM
Saturday, October 22, 2005
To make up for the terribly boring posts and the lack of them, I shall let you marvel at my stupidity. You'd better appreciate it. I'm putting my reputation of Math Genius at stake just by doing this.
Ha! 34 is what I obtained for Math Paper 2, 16 is what i obtained for Paper 1 section A, and 15 is what i obtained for Paper 1 section B. And, well, the '0' that you see is just a digit that pops up on every page of my answers.
I'm guessing that most of you know what it's upon. Linette and I were being delusional and pretending that the total mark for the three components was 80. That way, we would both have gotten As! Unfortunately, the total mark was...
Erm.
200.
So, if you shift your mathematical prowess into high gear and add up the three scores in your head ten times faster than I can, you will realize that I have failed. And it's not JUST a fail. It's pretty sad, don't you think.
However, after the wonderful thing called moderation, I ended up with 8.5% more. I think. Wait let me get my calculator.
Yep. 8.5% more.
WOOHOO!
But guess what. It's still a fail.
Aw man.
It's okay. 'Aaron', 'pass', and 'Math' do not belong in the same sentence. Unless the sentence you're thinking of forming is "Aaron did not pass his Math."
So I passed my three sciences. HAHA! Didn't expect that. I now have to think a way of keeping all you treat-greedy mongrels away from me.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 12:09 AM
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Guess what? Whenever I don't update, people HATE ME. Here's some startling evidence.
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
blog something
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
i hate you
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
):
HAHAHA. Some spastic cartoon on central: three kangaroos, JO, JOANNE AND JOEY. That's a little disturbing considering i know two of them.
Anyway, I shall not digress. TAXY HATES ME BECAUSE I DIDN'T UPDATE! I wonder why. It's a little strange, don't you think.
I am really supposed to be doing my theory homework because my exam is next saturday. Which also happens to be parent-child day. So I don't have to go for it. My exam's at the same posh hotel as last year: Remember, Wynne and XueLing. Ho we were in the same room. Which was called "Marina", reminiscent of our favourite history teacher.
I refuse to admit that the marking days are coming to an end. I'm not really looking forward to returning to school and feeling like shit as the papers come rolling back. Although I'll proabably get a laugh or two out of my math papers. I've a feeling they'll be overly decorated with crosses and question marks. Lovely, isn't it.
I wonder if teachers laugh while marking our papers. I think they do. Like, "HAHAHAHA THIS PERSON SO STUPID WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THIS????????????"
Okay, I don't know where that came from. But think about it, I think they do.
I'm running out of things to say. What's wrong with me.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:17 PM
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Stupid blogger is screwed up. I posted something yesterday and it's not even up yet. GROWL.
Here's what happened 10 minutes ago.
Sister: *grabs oreo-minis bag*
Me: Throw it and i'll try to catch it with my mouth.
Sister: You won't catch it.
Me: Just throw.
Sister: *throws*
Oreo: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *whizzes past my face*
Sister: Oops.
The things people do when they're bored.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:56 PM
Saturday, October 15, 2005
I am back. And right now I have so much time on my hands i'm not too sure what to do with it.
Exams were bad with a capital 'B'. and capital 'A'. and 'D' too. If I pass math, I will treat everybody who reads this to something. And if I pass all three sciences, I will do the same. You might be thinking I'm taking a huge risk here by putting my money on the line, but trust me, it was so bad that I could actually type that with ease.
Math papers consisted of me staring at the question paper, writing a few random steps which don't make sense, leaving a huge space below hoping that I would know how to do it later, (yea right) and then going on to the next question. And then the same thing repeats over and over again. Then when I've gone through the whole paper and realize that I don't know how to do anything, I flip back to the first page. And then suddenly realization will sink in and I feel sad.
I drew two angry faces on the question papers: 1 for each math paper. I only remember the second one was drawn underneath the polynomial question because I couldn't factorise the bloody thing no matter how I tried. And then taxy comes hopping up to me and tells me that the factor was negative half. I started trying from one.
Chemistry was bad too. Here's what the last page looked like. 
See the many many lines after the 7 mark question? Well, I think I filled up two because I had no idea how to test for silver ions. And for the 3 mark question, I wrote one equation which i'm pretty sure was wrong anyway. But the thing is, see the word 'END' at the bottom? Well, let's just say I was feeling a little overwhelmed after flopping the whole paper so I wasn't thinking very straight. So... after 'END' i wrote...
of me!
And i forgot to erase it before handing in the paper.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:29 PM
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Just returned from theory exam. Don't you see the significance of it all? If i pass, I won't have to do theory ever again. That thought alone makes me happy. Unless you consider mep theory. But I don't because it is different. Theory is much more evil.
Let me just type random sentences about what happened during that three hours.
1) There were a gazillion invigilators who would walk up and down the aisles ready to catch anyone cheating by the neck, snatch his or her paper out from under his/her nose and rip it in half. Or into powder, as miss tan prefers. Then the invigilator would laugh maniacally as the cheating candidate is kicked out of the room.
2) The people around were mostly my age, except for a few 20+ and 30+ year old people. And there was this little girl seated diagonally behind me and I am quite sure I saw her two years back when I took grade 6. I think she is about 8 years old.
3) The guy seated next to me had his IC placed nicely on the table. This just reminded me that I am the youngest in class and will not get my IC until next year. Then I had to sadly take out my ezlink card.
4) The main invigilator was a large man who talks a little too loudly even if it was meant to be soft. But at least everybody could hear his announcements, especially the last, "TIME'S UP! EVERYBODY STOP WRITING, PUT YOUR PENS OR PENCILS DOWN, LEAN BACK AND WAIT UNTIL ALL THE PAPERS ARE COLLECTED. THANK YOU." But I think a male with a loud voice is better than a female with a loud voice under such circumstances because more often than not, a female with a loud voice also means a female with a high-pitched/shrill voice. And that reminds me of a female which I have mentioned somewhere in the earlier part of this entry. No, it's not the little girl.
That was about it. Well, besides me doing the paper of course. I spent a whole 40 minutes doing the first question because it didn't like me.
Linette and I are currently working on a book and Penny will be our publisher. The book is about a girl who was hungry and she had a pig and so she ate it. And then everything develops from there and it doesn't make much sense, but that doesn't matter. If the book is to be recorded on CD in the future, we will get Yun Xuan to read it because she showed much enthusiasm about our story and gave herself the title of 'storyteller' because of it.
I am still not happy because the school has stolen our holidays. That means two more weeks of waking up early, going to school, enduring crap and then coming home again.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 6:10 PM
Saturday, October 22, 2005
To make up for the terribly boring posts and the lack of them, I shall let you marvel at my stupidity. You'd better appreciate it. I'm putting my reputation of Math Genius at stake just by doing this.
Ha! 34 is what I obtained for Math Paper 2, 16 is what i obtained for Paper 1 section A, and 15 is what i obtained for Paper 1 section B. And, well, the '0' that you see is just a digit that pops up on every page of my answers.
I'm guessing that most of you know what it's upon. Linette and I were being delusional and pretending that the total mark for the three components was 80. That way, we would both have gotten As! Unfortunately, the total mark was...
Erm.
200.
So, if you shift your mathematical prowess into high gear and add up the three scores in your head ten times faster than I can, you will realize that I have failed. And it's not JUST a fail. It's pretty sad, don't you think.
However, after the wonderful thing called moderation, I ended up with 8.5% more. I think. Wait let me get my calculator.
Yep. 8.5% more.
WOOHOO!
But guess what. It's still a fail.
Aw man.
It's okay. 'Aaron', 'pass', and 'Math' do not belong in the same sentence. Unless the sentence you're thinking of forming is "Aaron did not pass his Math."
So I passed my three sciences. HAHA! Didn't expect that. I now have to think a way of keeping all you treat-greedy mongrels away from me.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 12:09 AM
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Guess what? Whenever I don't update, people HATE ME. Here's some startling evidence.
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
blog something
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
i hate you
seasons may change, winter till spring. says:
):
HAHAHA. Some spastic cartoon on central: three kangaroos, JO, JOANNE AND JOEY. That's a little disturbing considering i know two of them.
Anyway, I shall not digress. TAXY HATES ME BECAUSE I DIDN'T UPDATE! I wonder why. It's a little strange, don't you think.
I am really supposed to be doing my theory homework because my exam is next saturday. Which also happens to be parent-child day. So I don't have to go for it. My exam's at the same posh hotel as last year: Remember, Wynne and XueLing. Ho we were in the same room. Which was called "Marina", reminiscent of our favourite history teacher.
I refuse to admit that the marking days are coming to an end. I'm not really looking forward to returning to school and feeling like shit as the papers come rolling back. Although I'll proabably get a laugh or two out of my math papers. I've a feeling they'll be overly decorated with crosses and question marks. Lovely, isn't it.
I wonder if teachers laugh while marking our papers. I think they do. Like, "HAHAHAHA THIS PERSON SO STUPID WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THIS????????????"
Okay, I don't know where that came from. But think about it, I think they do.
I'm running out of things to say. What's wrong with me.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:17 PM
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Stupid blogger is screwed up. I posted something yesterday and it's not even up yet. GROWL.
Here's what happened 10 minutes ago.
Sister: *grabs oreo-minis bag*
Me: Throw it and i'll try to catch it with my mouth.
Sister: You won't catch it.
Me: Just throw.
Sister: *throws*
Oreo: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *whizzes past my face*
Sister: Oops.
The things people do when they're bored.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:56 PM
Saturday, October 15, 2005
I am back. And right now I have so much time on my hands i'm not too sure what to do with it.
Exams were bad with a capital 'B'. and capital 'A'. and 'D' too. If I pass math, I will treat everybody who reads this to something. And if I pass all three sciences, I will do the same. You might be thinking I'm taking a huge risk here by putting my money on the line, but trust me, it was so bad that I could actually type that with ease.
Math papers consisted of me staring at the question paper, writing a few random steps which don't make sense, leaving a huge space below hoping that I would know how to do it later, (yea right) and then going on to the next question. And then the same thing repeats over and over again. Then when I've gone through the whole paper and realize that I don't know how to do anything, I flip back to the first page. And then suddenly realization will sink in and I feel sad.
I drew two angry faces on the question papers: 1 for each math paper. I only remember the second one was drawn underneath the polynomial question because I couldn't factorise the bloody thing no matter how I tried. And then taxy comes hopping up to me and tells me that the factor was negative half. I started trying from one.
Chemistry was bad too. Here's what the last page looked like.
See the many many lines after the 7 mark question? Well, I think I filled up two because I had no idea how to test for silver ions. And for the 3 mark question, I wrote one equation which i'm pretty sure was wrong anyway. But the thing is, see the word 'END' at the bottom? Well, let's just say I was feeling a little overwhelmed after flopping the whole paper so I wasn't thinking very straight. So... after 'END' i wrote...
of me!
And i forgot to erase it before handing in the paper.
PLAYING ON THE CELLO : 2:29 PM
