Sunday, September 21, 2008
~ 10:06 PM ~
Why learn driving when people end up parking their cars like that. A kid could do that without paying for the highway code course. Maybe the shade under the tree is too tempting, but hey it's early in the morning, how scorching is the sun?
Monday, September 15, 2008
~ 11:22 PM ~
I swear if there's going to be only one guy that's gonna touch my heart it'll be che chengjun. For those who have no idea who on earth he is, yes you are right because he doesn't live on earth. He lives in the square box that you call television. After watching stairway to heaven more than a couple of times, this guy still manages to set my heart aflutter. So to all the guys out there who have no idea how to chase a girl, do tune in to stairway to heaven on channel U everyday at 6pm. Do what he does, a dozen of girls would flock to you. He's so attractive i think i'm gonna name my son chengjun if i have one.
Anyway prelim's almost over, though it was long gone for some. I'm sorry i can't help harping on that fact. We're certainly going to make the next few days of mugging fun and enjoyable, followed by a couple of let-your-hair-down kind of enjoyment for the next few days that follows before we face results next wednesday. Not asking for much, just 5 As would be enough.
On a random note, it has come to the older generation's attention that the dilect might be dying out as more youngsters pick up less than desirable language, or simply having a mixture of Hokkien and Teochew in their daily conversations. Yes indeed, i can't differentiate between the two and i'm sure most hybrids can't too. Disturbingly, mixing of various dilects or languages can send across the wrong message, which i'll illustrated below.
My aunt came to stay with us for a few days this week. I was having a conversation with her in dilect at breakfast one of those days..
me: an zua le mian zou gang? (why you don't need to work?)
aunt: orh mai zou liao. (oh don't want to work already.)
me: le di xi deng chu? (when you going home?)
aunt: bai yi za ki (monday morning.)
aunt: wa eh chu wu se lang ma. william ma si chu guo zou gang (my house got lecher.. and william (her husband) went overseas to work)
me: huh? le an zua zai yi si se lang? (huh how you know he's a lecher?)
*aunt gives me a weird look.*
aunt: se lang la. wa eh chu se hor lang. (rent out la. my house is rented out.)
See the problem of dropping words.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
~ 8:48 PM ~
It feels like a basket of bananas has been lifted off my shoulders after two days of full-fledge mugging, or at least half a basket. After maths paper today it feels like prelims is over, though i has obviously just started for most jcs (not to forget nj ends tomorrow. 0.o) We covered chemistry, economics, mathematics and physics in just two days, and i suppose i could take a little time off to tell everyone about our my stupidity during chemistry paper.
Well apparently paper 3 of chemistry paper had a choice of 4 out of 5 questions (of which i din't know, or rather we din't know) So, our not-so-friendly invigilator couldn't wait to start us off the paper, so right after the last person (mega? thats why she was one of the poor victims) received the question paper, all we heard was "Alright the time is 8.02, you may start now." Oh, hey we din't need to read the cover page instructions nor check the number of printed page, let's just get our pen down and start writing. (If only our venue was in the hall, i'm sure there would be lots of time to waste before starting off.)
And haplessly, I just had to have this untimely stomachache ten minutes into the paper. I swear it wasn't the paper's fault, though i was stumped at Ksp. I wasted a wholesome ten minutes contemplating if i should excuse myself, until it turned unbearable. Lesson learnt. Never have roti prata and prawn noodles for breakfast before an exam.
On the board were a few words that the invigilator wrote. She promptly reminded us to answer each questions on a new sheet of paper. Additional, she commented on it verbally that we would be tying questions 1,2,3 together and 4 AND 5 separately. So we caught the important word "AND" and we din't give selective choices to our questions. Guess what? Dumbasses like us, wasted precious time doing extra questions and i just had to waste more time at the toilet. I must have set a new record for taking the faster leak.
During collection of papers..
xiangli whispers: "which question did you not do?"
(I was thinking she meant which question did I not manage to finish)
"Uhh.. Did all la.. But skip some.. You mean can don't do?"
"Yah!"
(OmgBarbequemarshmellows. -_- Flips to front cover and stares)
"#$%^&*"
We can blame the invigilator, monkeys, zebras, donkeys............ when results returns. 0.o
Anyway, while exams has sent everyone to become muggers and ceased wasteful chatters, listening to the radio has become a new form of relaxation, at least for me. I heard about a function held at fort canning last saturday which had a interesting theme- "traffic light". As the name suggests, it involves the colours of red, amber and green, of which represents the colours of the shirts that participates would don. I wonder how liberal Singaporeans actually were, because donning a green article would indicate that "i'm free and available" which to me sounded like "Hey, come on hook me up." while amber would mean "i'm undecisive" which felt like "I wanna chill with new girls but i'm afraid my girlfriend's gonna kill me" and of course red meant "I am currently unavailable." What's gonna be your take?
