Monday, May 18, 2009
Tick tock, tick tock.
Mysterious ticking noise.
Oh, it's just my new office toy, see? -Points to Newton's Cradle-
Isn't it fascinating? And so is this post. Therefore, you must do the following:
Read.
Think.
Laugh.
Also, you must be a retard not to know this by now.
Sye-ence.
Chromatography! So we did these little pieces of artwork on filter paper! Yes! The many uses of filter paper:
1. Filter stuff.
2. Absorb stuff.
3. Do chromatography.
4. Making mini Dunce hat.
So today! I used it as... 3 and 4. So I drew these really pretty patterns and put the filter paper in the beaker with Ethanol and Water, of ratio 1:1. THEN OUT CAME THIS PRETTY THING THAT LOOKED LIKE A BUTTERFLY. Awesem, right? I know. Sankiew.
DUN-DUN-DUNNNNNNN.
Cheena SA. It both sucks and is awesome. Sucks because, well, it's SA. What more need I say? Awesome because it took up the whole period! And laoshi couldn't do anything! I know. Budden, right after that we had LIT FA. Damage = 9999. But Lit was a breeeze. [METAPHOR]
Then had 3hours of Theatre, where we didn't do any warm-up exercises, and instead did this exercise for being grounded as a performer. While the rest of the group creates a tableau of some sort. So that was kind of fun. Then we watched a small excerpt from Ice Age, which we had to write about in our Journals. (Note to self, copy stuff into journal.)
So awesomely after school, my mom comes and says she can pick me up. Then when I call her back, she says she can't. So I end up going on the bus with Megan and Huilin. Andthen, Megan and I decided to, y'know, abandon Huilin and go to Starbucks! Yeh, awesome, yes? Megan had a White Chocolate Frappe, Grande size, and I had an Iced Grande Green Tea Latte. Which Megan said was the most appealing green diarrhoea she has ever seen... (Megan still owes me for the Starbucks)
So we stood outside and leaned on the railings and talked about stuff for a while, and decided to move off.
And that was basically my day.
So I can't say it's an awesome start, but it isn't such a bad one -- what with going to Starbucks with Megan and all.
Okay! Off to project stuff.
Mysterious ticking noise.
Oh, it's just my new office toy, see? -Points to Newton's Cradle-
Isn't it fascinating? And so is this post. Therefore, you must do the following:
Read.
Think.
Laugh.
Also, you must be a retard not to know this by now.
Sye-ence.
Chromatography! So we did these little pieces of artwork on filter paper! Yes! The many uses of filter paper:
1. Filter stuff.
2. Absorb stuff.
3. Do chromatography.
4. Making mini Dunce hat.
So today! I used it as... 3 and 4. So I drew these really pretty patterns and put the filter paper in the beaker with Ethanol and Water, of ratio 1:1. THEN OUT CAME THIS PRETTY THING THAT LOOKED LIKE A BUTTERFLY. Awesem, right? I know. Sankiew.
DUN-DUN-DUNNNNNNN.
Cheena SA. It both sucks and is awesome. Sucks because, well, it's SA. What more need I say? Awesome because it took up the whole period! And laoshi couldn't do anything! I know. Budden, right after that we had LIT FA. Damage = 9999. But Lit was a breeeze. [METAPHOR]
Then had 3hours of Theatre, where we didn't do any warm-up exercises, and instead did this exercise for being grounded as a performer. While the rest of the group creates a tableau of some sort. So that was kind of fun. Then we watched a small excerpt from Ice Age, which we had to write about in our Journals. (Note to self, copy stuff into journal.)
So awesomely after school, my mom comes and says she can pick me up. Then when I call her back, she says she can't. So I end up going on the bus with Megan and Huilin. Andthen, Megan and I decided to, y'know, abandon Huilin and go to Starbucks! Yeh, awesome, yes? Megan had a White Chocolate Frappe, Grande size, and I had an Iced Grande Green Tea Latte. Which Megan said was the most appealing green diarrhoea she has ever seen... (Megan still owes me for the Starbucks)
So we stood outside and leaned on the railings and talked about stuff for a while, and decided to move off.
And that was basically my day.
So I can't say it's an awesome start, but it isn't such a bad one -- what with going to Starbucks with Megan and all.
Okay! Off to project stuff.
P.S. Anyone noticed this is the first time I've actually described my whole day to you? :P
Friday, May 15, 2009
Boomshakalaka.
Hoogah macoubah ungahi. Izzshtipi cunzagi motalisk.
That translates to 'BOOM! Shakalakadingdong, greetings from the Dalai Llama. (No, not the Dalai Lama, the Dalai Llama.)'
'You unsavoury food source. Only good as our specimens.'
Yes. My species eats you. Therefore we own.
Contrary to popular belief, most aliens are not little green men who listen to Rihanna, and use her songs as reference. (Please refer to previous post.)
You humans are very curious little critters, aren't you. Want to test our hearing, then must see if we have asthma. And you peepur, apparently, cannot use punctuation correctly. Like this:
Vision Screening done - Normal Vision.Student has history of asthma.No recent attack.Advice given.
YOU SEE. The periods aren't separated from the next letter of the first word of the next sentence. Imbeciles.
Anyway, while still on the topic of our Health Screening, I think the nurses are quite the gender-biased. The guys get to go first. Which is a good thing, for me, I guess. But you see, it usually is according to the class register. So this was a bit awkward. But some people argue it's because guys have one less station to get through. So haha. :P
Ohyeh, we had a performance on Thursday. So it was really awesome, I would say, given the extremely little space of time we were actually given to rehearse and shtuffs. So it was a series of tableaux that depicted how we interpreted a poem;
~--~
Laugh when the music laughs.
Cry when the music cries.
Dance when the music dances.
Remember, even when the music stops.
~--~
Isn't it beautiful? ~
So anyway, we got to eat from the buffet too! Bwahahaha. SHRIMP. SPICY. RENDANG. SPICY. GADO GADO with PEANUT SAUCE. SPICY. To summarise it, spicy food provided by Garuda. Anyway, you see, the dinner was in tribute to our dear resigned Minister for Information, Communication, and THE ARTS. "Who has been instrumental with the construction of a specialised pre-tertiary arts school, SOTA, in Singapore."
Haha.
It's been a pretty short post, so deal with it. Bye! ;D
Hoogah macoubah ungahi. Izzshtipi cunzagi motalisk.
That translates to 'BOOM! Shakalakadingdong, greetings from the Dalai Llama. (No, not the Dalai Lama, the Dalai Llama.)'
'You unsavoury food source. Only good as our specimens.'
Yes. My species eats you. Therefore we own.
Contrary to popular belief, most aliens are not little green men who listen to Rihanna, and use her songs as reference. (Please refer to previous post.)
You humans are very curious little critters, aren't you. Want to test our hearing, then must see if we have asthma. And you peepur, apparently, cannot use punctuation correctly. Like this:
Vision Screening done - Normal Vision.Student has history of asthma.No recent attack.Advice given.
YOU SEE. The periods aren't separated from the next letter of the first word of the next sentence. Imbeciles.
Anyway, while still on the topic of our Health Screening, I think the nurses are quite the gender-biased. The guys get to go first. Which is a good thing, for me, I guess. But you see, it usually is according to the class register. So this was a bit awkward. But some people argue it's because guys have one less station to get through. So haha. :P
Ohyeh, we had a performance on Thursday. So it was really awesome, I would say, given the extremely little space of time we were actually given to rehearse and shtuffs. So it was a series of tableaux that depicted how we interpreted a poem;
~--~
Laugh when the music laughs.
Cry when the music cries.
Dance when the music dances.
Remember, even when the music stops.
~--~
Isn't it beautiful? ~
So anyway, we got to eat from the buffet too! Bwahahaha. SHRIMP. SPICY. RENDANG. SPICY. GADO GADO with PEANUT SAUCE. SPICY. To summarise it, spicy food provided by Garuda. Anyway, you see, the dinner was in tribute to our dear resigned Minister for Information, Communication, and THE ARTS. "Who has been instrumental with the construction of a specialised pre-tertiary arts school, SOTA, in Singapore."
Haha.
It's been a pretty short post, so deal with it. Bye! ;D
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Hello, you deprived and forever unsatisfied beings. Do not fear my levitating and spinning disc. It is merely a transportational device that is somewhat equivalent to your... Ferraris. Only thing is that it travels at speeds of 1lightyear/hr. And not 0-60 in 3.5, as described by Rihanna in 'Shut Up and Drive'. Of which, I shall draw on for my next phrase.
Shut up.
Listen up.
Sit up.
Read this.
So you see, today in school, Denise actually kind of requested for a post. Thus I am being a very nice person, of which you may have noticed, with reference to my PREVIOUS posts. But there hasn't been much going on lately, so there won't be much on here.
Anyway.
Tomorrow we have our Dental check-ups, of which I am SO nervous about. Because you see, I have Leong's premolar, which is a condition you should punch into Google, because I will never say anything. So what they'll do to me, is that they'll actually cut that extra thing out, and do something on it. Also, the nurses often think I have gum disease (which I don't, but used to, a VERY long time ago, i.e. when I was 5/6 years old) because of my receding gums. I don't like people poking me for medical resons, in general.
Which probably explains why I was so anal yet so not when I injured my fourth finger.
And we have Health Screening on Thursday. Of which, am slightly worried, but also comforted, that there might/might not be any immunisation exercises.
A multitude of delusional emotions are running through my head now, giving me a headache. I don't mean that as an emo thought, but please spare me a medic.
"Oh dear! That was a crime of rhyme.
I'm so lame I'm ashamed."
Guess where those lines are from I'll give you an e-cookie!
Nightnights and hughugs, sweetcakes and cherrypies.
Dreams of Peter Pan in Neverland,
Race through time like water through sand.
Seeya all!
Shut up.
Listen up.
Sit up.
Read this.
So you see, today in school, Denise actually kind of requested for a post. Thus I am being a very nice person, of which you may have noticed, with reference to my PREVIOUS posts. But there hasn't been much going on lately, so there won't be much on here.
Anyway.
Tomorrow we have our Dental check-ups, of which I am SO nervous about. Because you see, I have Leong's premolar, which is a condition you should punch into Google, because I will never say anything. So what they'll do to me, is that they'll actually cut that extra thing out, and do something on it. Also, the nurses often think I have gum disease (which I don't, but used to, a VERY long time ago, i.e. when I was 5/6 years old) because of my receding gums. I don't like people poking me for medical resons, in general.
Which probably explains why I was so anal yet so not when I injured my fourth finger.
And we have Health Screening on Thursday. Of which, am slightly worried, but also comforted, that there might/might not be any immunisation exercises.
A multitude of delusional emotions are running through my head now, giving me a headache. I don't mean that as an emo thought, but please spare me a medic.
"Oh dear! That was a crime of rhyme.
I'm so lame I'm ashamed."
Guess where those lines are from I'll give you an e-cookie!
Nightnights and hughugs, sweetcakes and cherrypies.
Dreams of Peter Pan in Neverland,
Race through time like water through sand.
Seeya all!
