Saturday, August 27, 2005

Hey,

Haven't been blogging much i realize. [thanks for the reminder Haz -rolls eyes- Haha] The prelims have started and i have been dreadfully busy. Furthermore, i have been BANNED from the net. [i fail to see the point. what's the use of paying for maxonline when u don't let us use it?] The mother tongue exams were a killer. Who gives a damn about the evolution of the dictionary? And i found the english exams quite hard. Which is bad, considering that apart frm Aimz, the rest of the girls found it easy despite their usual lacklustre grades in english -ooops- leading me and Aimz to conclude that THE CURSE OF MISS LEE HAS DESCENDED UPON US! -gasps- Miss Lee, our beloved english teacher who everyone seems to want to get rid of considering the number of times they suggested to another more bearable teacher to take her periods to teach us something, has always been going on and on about this girl who had a good grasp of english but never did her assignments leading to her dismal B3 grade in the 'o' levels. She in a haughty 'i-told-you-so' tone of voice. Hmm. Maybe she does voodoo on the students who don't do her homework. Haha.

Oh well. R.O.D. was yesterday. And it SUCKED. The whole point of an rod event is to let your ncos enjoy themselves but it was evident that it was a humiliation session for the ncos which was quite irritating. I hate it when the sec 3s start talking to us in this condescending tone of voice like they thought they were in power now and everyone has to listen to them. I bet they'll make SJAB hell for the rest of the cadets. When we were the ncos, it was evident that we spoiled all the cadets rotten. Doing all the cleaning for them during camp and letting them get away with murder practically every single training. I really doubt that the cadets will find enough tenacity and perserverance to overcome this hurdle. It was the first day as ncos and they ALREADY showed their domineering sides. But this is just a prognosis. I really hope they would be a better bunch of ncos than we were and i wish them all the best.

I have so many thoughts in this grey mass behind my eyes right now but i can't seem to string them into one coherant entry. Hmm. Maybe next time Haz. Haha.

Love,
Faz.

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 8:03 AM

Saturday, July 02, 2005

You can read me baby like an open book,
Stop me in my tracks with only just one look.
And when the lights go down
and it's down to you and me girl.
Ooh, you turn me inside out.
I'm still in love with you today
Cause you make me HAPPY!

i love you.

faz. :)

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 3:39 AM

Friday, May 13, 2005

And it's all over. Somehow it leaves me very HYPED. So before the release of the marked scripts, i guess i better enjoy feeling happy before it all comes tumbling down. :)

Hmm. There's a dialog with the principal next monday. Ms Lee was droning about how the p. usually talks to the graduating classes and we're supposed to give our feedback and stuff. What a load of bs. It's an obvious fact that what we think, would not make a difference. As proven by the fact that we had a similar student vs. council dialog, NOTHING changed. What makes this session different? But then again i think the dialog would be more of, 'it's-your-graduating-year-so-you-guys-would-have-to-buck-up' things. In my honest opinion, looking at her, would be motivation enough. On the hindside, maybe she isn't that bad. It's just that us students, hate to be subjugated under a single all powerful figure. And she makes the cut. The bad politics against her by some of the teachers aren't helping her image as well. Well, enough about her, maybe she deserves a chance. Her ambitions aren't hurting the school in any way. It just leaves us very pissed. :)

Oh, as expected, they're exploiting the chinese opera again. Sooner or later, it probably would become our niche. Haha. They're putting up woman of valour, which probably isn't a bad thing as opposed to the staging of Ramayana. I think the whole class is going. Should i go? Maybe i ought to take it like a social event instead. Hmm.

Aimz did an AWESOME job in her speech today. [though she had help] I think it really changes the perception of everyone in class. I really ought to get her speech and post it up here.
(p.s. Aimi, i really wouldn't be surprised if you get voted as the general secretary to the UN)

Toddles.

Love,
Faz

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 2:53 AM

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Hey,

Feeling rather jaded lately. Five more papers to go. Can't wait till it's all over. :)

It's rather enlightening to see my crazy hyperactive classmates settling down and actually studying. My whole class is aptly described as A for intelligence, D for effort. And i think they enjoy being that way. This is our final year together. A part of me can't wait till we part. [Me and aimz have been wondering what we did to deserve getting into the class.] But i guess, i'll miss them. I'll miss Sammie's lame pranks and sarcastic nature. I'll miss the guys and their antics that never fail to make me laugh. I'll miss CHICKEN and talking nonsense with him. [i think he gets what i mean] So i guess in numerous ways, being in the class ALWAYS makes me laugh.

I'm rather worried about Hariz. Sometimes, he makes me feel like all he wants to do is just give up. I just feel like he's an awesome person and i wish he would come to realize that one day. He's one of those guys whose life is so screwed up that all u wanna do is give him a hug, hoping that it might make him feel better. He deserves so much more than what he's allowing himself. Really.

I'll continue this later. Rather busy at this moment.

Love,
Faz

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 6:26 PM

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

I Passed My Run!

Am very exhilarated. Maybe Evon's watch is charmed. Haha. Had the stopwatch running and started sprinting cause looked at it and went, "Holy cow! I'm running out of time!". So i sprinted and made it by like 21 seconds. Last girl to pass. Whee~ I was channelling all my anger that i had towards achmad to running. He's such an asshole. -sigh- I told him that i didn't like him AT ALL and to lay off and he got hurt, then angry and then started hurling vulgarities at me. Totally uncalled for considering that he had a girlfriend and was probably planning on toying me. [damn, i pity his girlfriend. imagine what SHE has to put up with] He's just not the type of guy that i have in mind. He's a MAT for a start and though i don't have anything against mats, i just don't see me EVER dating a mat. I need someone to connect to me on an intellectual level. Talk about things that i want to talk about. I want someone intelligent, gentlemanly and probably possessing a little influence. Just a nice guy on the whole. He's neither of what i'm looking for. I don't want to lead him on. Why can't he forgive me for that?

Love,

Faz

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 4:00 AM

Friday, April 01, 2005

Hey,
Let's start out with:

Happy Birthday Bro!

His PSP my dad gave him for his birthday is so cool! I'm envious. -hint, hint-

love,

Faz

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 7:24 AM

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Heya!
Camp has come to a rather unceremonious close. Haha. I enjoyed being a camp instructor. ~~But i really don't like the cadets.~~

Sometimes i think they don't know how to differentiate between us being their NCOs and us as their friends. But then again, i think we've been too nice to them. So much that they don't take us seriously when we tell them to do things till we start screaming at them and then they'll give us the pissed off expression. :( Sec ones this year aren't a very promising bunch. I think they're aptly described as blur blocks with blank faces. And they're rebellious. -headache-

Erm. The programme for camp was rather interesting. We had enough manpower this year to organize something fun for everyone. It's rather heartwrenching though, to hear that the cadets think we get special privileges [which we don't] since we've been slogging our butts off for them to make sure they get the best that we can give. So yah. Hike at the Bukit Timah SLOPE was uneventful. Haha. Somehow i got the satisfaction like i successfully climbed Mount E. or something when i reached the 'summit'. The whole corp started singing and stuff like a bunch of deranged monkeys or hyperactive toddlers who had more than their fair share of refined sugar [which i think they have - from the super sweet concentrated drinks].

My whole body's sore. I have no mood to write anymore. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for being me.
Faz

`faZ* drEw.cL0uDs.aT 3:03 AM