EH.

today was okay, i suppose.

had some SAF exhibition because tomorrow's total defense day.

quite interesting - the microwaved macaroni was yummy!

but it must've sucked to stand under the blazing sun in all those gear. ouch.

got a couple cards etc. for friendship day, as usual, but nothing big. never did see the point in going through all that jazz, anyway.

and we watched Forgotten Silver for LA lecture today - and bloody hell everyone got cheated zomg. *laughs head off* those poor people in the national museum of new zealand, too, in 1995. ahaha tsk. peter jackson is a genius. even though the comment of 'we're going to singapore' was not appreciated in king kong. honestly - why does every 'mysterious island' in the 19th and early 20th century equate tosingapore? it's the same in pirates of the caribbean gosh -.- SINGAPORE DID NOTLOOK LIKE THAT. but still. now that i think about it, it actually wasn't all that plausible. oh well!

and the year ones finally got assigned today!

got some very-guai-looking girl in my section - as usual. she's bloody lucky - the oboe junior's the girl who was standing beside her, so they're friends and the only ones from the same class to join band. lucky poop head.

not that i don't like huiyi, because i do, but the point is there. do you have any idea how awkward it is to be stuck with someone you don't really know for your entire band life?

like berrnise for example. kody is a piss-head.

but anyway.

she's not bad, i think.

can blow sound through the instrument, at least. and that's good, because i absolutely failed at that!

but oh well.

in any case, the sydney trip's pretty much confirmed. which is good, of course, but still. the details are sorta kinda disappointing - it's only 6 days;5 nights (at most), for one - 22th june to 28th june.

sigh.

no sydney opera house! sfdvghjyutrewds that was actually the one part i was most looking forward to.

honestly - how many people can say they've performed at the sydney opera house? WHY?

plus because we'd touch down on the midnight of 29th of june (apparently), we'd have to go to school by 10.15am. 10.15am. and it's wednesday - a longggg day. till 4.45pm. F/CK!

SERIOUSLY. I know they're trying to make sure we don't miss so much school, but this is literally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. international competition, too. can't they just let us off just this once?

plus it's 2000 bucks. at least.

no.

money.

my mum doesn't want me to go.

i... i just don't know, anymore.

$2000 for a mere six days - without the sydney opera house, too! plus school the next day! - just isn't worth it, somehow.

not when my mum earns 800 dollars a month.

so i suppose i'll be stuck back here in singapore throughout the whole holiday, knowing my luck.

just peachy.

can't things flow right, just this once?

FIRST POSTED ON TUMBLR 14/2/11

all the ups and downs. but i can't. interesting how one's memory tends to fail one at the most important times. charming, really.

hell - the only thing i actually remember are the better (best, really) days of the year, so i suppose i'll just list them out.

no point thinking of the bad when everything's gone, is there?

so.

6.8 national day celebrations + jiaen stayed over

7.8 - 8.8 band chalet!

10.8 JYOF. fucking awesome day. second best in the year, in fact. 200m, at boundary road.

14.8 - 26.8 YOG. i miss it so much.

21.8 YOG handball preliminary round at suntec; brassanova concert. best day of the entire year. utterly.

31.8 BACK TO MY PRIMARY SCHOOL. HEART-SHAPE.

18.10 went to Resorts World. bought my $114 bag.

20.10 PURPLE DAY

20.12 out with kahying and jiaen. spent the most in my entire life - with friends, anyway.

and, really, nothing else is worth mentioning.

now you know how boring my life is.

but in all honesty, 2010... it has... it's been an interesting year.

that's the only thing i can describe it as.

not the best - no, definitely not that (nothing could ever beat my 11th year on this planet. nothing.) - but definitely infinitely better than the first two years in this school.

not that 1C/2C was a bad class - it isn't, especially with yihfang/claudia/debbie (yes i never did forget the three of you, even if we hardly bump into one another nowadays), but i had been utterly shadowed. something which, it being so opposed to my primary school years, i'm not one to enjoy. which probably makes me a bitch, really, an bloody attention-craver, but i suppose that's just how i am. or who i've been brought up to be, in the environment of my primary school, where i was just about best at everything - without exaggeration. and perhaps i should stop wishing to be someone again, but i'm done pretending to be someone who's content to sit by the sidelines and do nothing. i'm done trying to please everyone, and stay quiet. but we'll see.

and then i came to 3M.

i... actually didn't think much of the class, really - i remember feeling awkward beyond belief since half of the entire class came from 1L/2L (and all of them are so smart!)- utterly, horribly awkward. i've lost count of the times i've wondered why i was thrown to the so-called 'smartest' class in the level, when i'm anything but.

but i think it was them, plus my awesome teachers, that managed to pull me across the year without breaking down. much. because, really, everything else study-wise has just been utterly... horrid.

and this year i had the luck to be selected as one of the 2000+ torchbearers for the first ever Youth Olympic Games, and met another awesome bunch of people.

and really, that had to be the second best day of the entire year.

the best being, as earlier-mentioned, the 21st of august. handball was awesome.

and perhaps my life is utterly boring, as compared to everyone else, but at least -at least - this year has been the best in my secondary school life, so far.

and that has to count for something, i suppose.

and sometimes, really, time just passes so fast.

if i weren't in IP, next year would be my graduating year - the year i take all my O levels. it's funny how just a blink ago i was still a freshie in dunman. and next year i'm going to be the oldest in junior high, and everyone else in band is going to have to call me 'ma'am'. scary, really. fucking scary.

at least i did find a calling - of sorts. something i actually have a genuine interest in - something i would actually love doing for the rest of my life. which is, probably, to anyone else, not that much a biggie, but for someone who's never - ever -known what she'd want to do when she grows up, as all her friends decide to be biochemists or doctors or psychologists or sweet shop owners etc, it's momentous.

but we'll see.

i was actually just giving it a shot when i first started out, really. bored beyond belief, i was trying to find something - anything - to kill time while serving others, in a sense. i went as far as to actually try my hand in a couple things - opening a shop at spreadshirt (which i gave up because it got, well, boring, and no one wanted to buy anything, anyway. heh), surfing the net for online jobs, etc. etc. and i went back to nanowrimo.org, to see if there were any updates since i last went a couple months back. i got to browsing the forums - something i actually wasn't new to, since i'd been posting the cover i'd made myself up to gain feedback. so naturally i stumbled across people offering to make covers, and decided to give it a shot. and, well, it went on from there.

the first cover i ever made (that wasn't for myself):

never did like the font at the bottom, but never did got to changing it.

and the last of this year:

(actually don't like it at all, either, but hey - it's last. what can i do?)

and perhaps they're rather amateurish, and i don't know how long this will last, but i'm willing to go as far as it'll take me.

so we'll see.

and it's an hour till midnight, now. i'm off.

#overandout, for the last time this year.

POSTED ON TUMBLR ON THE 31ST OF DECEMBER