I love koh hin yee

So I was texting hin...

Hin yee: what is beach attire... ah i'm not swimming haha.

Me: Why lol!

Hin yee: i. don't. like. especially in the sea. heh.

Me: WHY :( Then you can build sandcastles while everyone's swimming ;)

Hin yee: how fun.

Me: Yes how fun. If it is big I give you prize!

Hin Yee: sure you bring the bucket and spade okay.

Me: An an extra bucket so that you have a helmet ^^

Hin Yee: make sure it fits.

Me: XXL YES I WILL MAKE SURE

Hin Yee: don't forget to bring ah ;)

Me: You actually wanna see your friend show up in a pail?!

Hin Yee: not in, with a pail.

HAHAHAHA

Me: Yeah, with a pail :P

Hin Yee: Not just one pail, you promised 2, remember?

Me: Yes one for your hands, the other for your head ^^

Hin Yee: HAHA. we're retarded ;)

GLAD YOU KNOW

Being loner yeo - day two

Oh my goodness, I'm past pathetic lol. I mean, look at me. I'm writing, and sitting alone... at a two seater table... meant for two people... I'll probably be like that when everyone else is dating in jc and uni too anyway. ^^ But in the end, I still win, 150 dollars from roly poly shev ;)

Okay, but honestly speaking, Sunday and Monday were the two days I spent thinking about the beautiful 2011and the beautiful times in it. Especially OBS, since it is exactly one year since it changed my life. It was on those two days that I found out that the memory still existed. I couldn't keep from all the experiences racing back to my mind, they just came, and I just got emoer each time one came. Uhhh by bed time, I was close to crying... O.o

I shocked myself too. I didn't expect myself to almost cry over something that happened last year. It really goes to show what a remarkable 5 days the whole thing was. I talked to other girls who were from camp two delta, and I got reminded of how the instructors specifically said that our camp two delta experience was really an "outward bound adventure", because of the lightning splash, the being stranded on that island... Ours was really special indeed, which was probably why I almost cried because the memory and experience means so much to me. OKAY FINE I CRIED :'( *runs to corner*

Celine hated her OBS, I loved mine, and when we were talking she told me that I was like Jane from Tarzan lol. And she suggested something that I would really like to make happen. When I get married, which will definitely be after shev gets married, I WILL HAVE THREE PARTS TO MY HONEYMOON. Part one, do shit in Singapore. Part two, seven wonders of the world. Part three, OBS. OKAY SET. So perfect :')

I will study, I will go to college, I will go to U, I will earn big bucks with this dream in mind and I will make it happen. I will. You watch me. Wait.... who are you?

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My future

As I watch the number of days to the big day decrease.. decrease.. and decrease, this question about my future comes out all too often. I hear it everywhere. Home. School. My head. It has really started to dawn on me that how I do at the end of the year is going to determine my place and future in this rotten little hell hole. I live in this hell hole, so I have to adapt to this hell hole. No matter how much school asks out of me, I have to give the same amount back. I know I can do well and promise myself a good future, but what?

Really, what? Up until now I've only considered the ACJC route as a feasible plan. Based on what I'm looking for, ACJC can give me everything. That warm, christian environment I love, a good JC education and the hearty affiliation bonus. I have to work hard there, but at the same time I can have the time of my life. And I don't mind that, I don't think anyone does. :) Any alternative would be SAJC. But...

What if I don't want to only go one way? What if I want another route? Kay, the ACS (I) sharing really got me thinking. The principal came and told us about IB today, and honestly, it sounded really refreshing and great. I mean, I don't believe education can be holistic through the usual methods, papers and pens, papers and pens..... more papers and pens. I've always thought that education should be so much more than just this boring routine. And the sharing really agreed with this opinion of mine today, IB sounds amazing, learning through travelling, being filmed as an exam, lesser written examinations...

But, it's demanding. Really, 5 points. 5. You have to study everyday. It sucks the life out of you. Nononononono. I guess I have to say that despite how attractive it sounds, no thanks. So I guess it's back to ACJC and the fun life eh. Okay, so let's say I settle into ACJC. What happens then? What happens after As? Yeah, I talked about NTU and NUS.. but really? Is it too early to talk about this?

I'm only sixteen, I'm only human, it would be nice to get a decent break from all the choices I have to make. I mean, all I seriously want is to stop having to study to please people. Sometimes I don't even know if I'm pleasing myself. Hmmm, what do I want?

Da shit

Da shit was this week?

Seriously, what the hell did I just go through? (My god I sound emo)

No no no, don't get me wrong, I'm blogging as happy Sharmaine, though yesterday wasn't a very happy day.....

Hmmmm, what happened yesterday. Oh yeah, I was sore loser Sharmaine, cos I fell sick on bio day... I woke up and felt like puking. So I didn't go for assembly. So then a prefect came and asked me why I was in class right...

Me: (sickly) Ohhh, I'm not feeling well......
Her: Did you tell your teacher?
Me: No
Me: (To myself) Does it look like I can talk.
Her: I have to book you, I'll take down your name later.
Me: Mmmmmhhhhhhhhhhh............ sure *sleeps*

Then she really comes back, this time she wasn't a one man army anymore, she had a wingman/woman.

Them: Scuse me what's your name?
Me: *Looks up*
Them: ...
Them: .........
Them: Nevermind.. uh.. rest well! -runs-

:P

But I was brave Sharmaine too, I forced myself to sit for my exam whew. And I'm quite excited for tomorrow to end, it'll be the end of all the serious papers oh hallelujah. 

On a more emo note, I was quite touched by all the concern from my classmates. They're nice people. Celine wrote me a letter, Yolanda sent me an sms (even though I'm not that close to her), everyone else looked so worried. So thank you all, it kind of made my sickly day. Hey, even bad days can be made!