Reminiscences of PRIMARY SCHOOL!

http://www.stanthonyscanossianpri.moe.edu.sg/staff_teaching.html

Found this site from the MOE database of schools in Singapore. =D

And boy DO I SPOT MANY FAMILIAR FACES! HEHE!!!
(and why are all the teachers female?)

With special thanks to Mdm Chng Meng Huat. She gave Yi Tian and I the opportunity to have our comic published in a book which *used* to be sold in bookstores. =P

More special thanks to...

Mrs Rita Teo, (^_^)
Mdm Rahat, (another nice teacher)
Mrs Wong Boh Heng, (who puts on too much blusher sometimes. But she's a GREAT chinese teacher)
Mrs Rowena Yap (just look at her hair now! Haha),
Ms Ginnie Quek (for giving me high marks for my artwork, LOL),
Mdm Kong (she quit teaching Chinese in my Primary school some years back, but we shall always remember her 300-word chinese spelling tests, huge hairbun, traditional chinese clothes, strict-ness, and scolding. Junie Loh would fondly remember her I believe. =P For confiscating her library-borrowed storybook and not returning it to her. Whoops.)
and Mdm Ernie! (for being so strict, yet such a great form teacher.)

BTW! the new chinese teacher, Ms Goh Beng Hong, does bear some uncanny resemblance to a Hong-Kong-based actress!!! WTH!

And I wonder what is up with Mrs Emelyn Ho. She is really pretty in person, but somehow her smile cranked up in that pic. Oh well. As Mr Yong says...

"Shit happens, if not you'll get constipation."

Yeah right! I can remember dropping the miniscule lego robotics kit pieces all over the grass patched carpark outside the Science Centre... All because I only held the top of the box.

The resonating clanking sounds of lego pieces bouncing off the concrete floor...

xinyi : "OH! SHIT! OH SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT WHAT DID I DO SHIT!!!"

Rest of Somebody-Out-There: "........................" -_-

And then Mr Yong mumbles his shimmering, golden, somewhat timely and wise words. (as seen above.)

Yup! What goes up must come down. What goes around comes around. What goes in must come out through the other end. HOORAY FOR EGESTION!

Can't wait for 5.30pm to come. Joining Su Ann at her Social Studies tuition, because I am absolutely desperate for an A1 in Combined Humanities.
Oh quantum leap.

Now I'm going off to study physics. Haven't been studying properly during the holidays. Just don't feel like studying, sigh. Hwa Chong JC. MIT. Glittering gates of Hwa Chong JC please open for me!!!

And to you my fellow O-leveller. Mug hard and score, live long and prosper. (shows star wars handsign)

PS. EDHA EMAILED US! If you didn't get Edha's email, mail me at lola_estelle AT hotmail DOT com!!! I'll foward it to you. But of course, if you're some stalker going after her, then get yourself lost in the island shown in the TV show LOST. Byeee!

PPS. My aunt bought a 4x4 rubik's revenge cube for me while she was enjoying herself in Hong Kong. GREATTTT! *weeps in a corner of the room*

PPPS. The guy from the social studies tuition centre is really bored. When he saw my email address on the form, he said "You didn't grow up in my generation. Lola is not a name you want to go around with.". Then LATER, he said: "Ok, so LOLA LIM, how much did you score for SS in your Mid-Year Exams?"

well. I DO NOT HAVE AN ENGLISH NAME, SO PLEASE CALL ME XINYI LAHHHH!

Look how hard I'm studying nowadays!

In fact, I've been studying SO hard that this is what happened:

[insert picture of bandaged right index finger here]

GREAT! A papercut from my beloved GCSE Physics Textbook. Love can be a painful thing.

It feels wonderful. Now I can't cube AND type properly.

[weeps melancholically in a corner of the room]

Sorry for whining here. =D

Why do you blog?

Jael posed this question to me in an email. My answer? Here goes:
(note: I added some extra stuff to one of the examples below in green)

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I am obsessed with the computer and the internet. (and not to mention, speedcubing.)

I come across interesting jokes, pick-up lines, stories, or news pretty often on the net. As you may know, I also am obsessed with excess info.
(eg. what is the name for the rate of change of acceleration? Answer: Jerk. Not tested in O lvls, but whatever.)

However, a lot of excess info read by me can potentially be forgotten. So, my blog can store all these excess info, for the benefit of not only myself, but everyone.

My blog also doubles up as a diary, where I can share the most absurd happenings in life with readers of my blog. But I do NOT post TOO MANY posts about my life in my blog. Most bloggers do that, but I normally find these posts excruciatingly boring.

(eg. Oh you know, like, today I went out with my friends to watch a movie, and, like, it was like, so totally fabulous. I mean *totally*~. And we went shopping, manicure, pedicure, manifest, manimani, padifields, etc etc etc....)

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

Oh. And the final reason why I blog is because of HTML and Photoshop. =P My blog gives me an excuse to practice using HTML and Photoshop.

Hope you found my answer satisfactory. Hehe! =D

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I thought that it was a rather brilliant idea to ask why exactly do people blog.

We know, you know, I know, they know, a LOT of people blog.

But WHY do they blog? Does blogging have any meaning? Any practical use? Or do people blog because of peer pressure?

Hmmm. Have to wait for Jael to tell me the results.

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By the way, she has also started a survey on whether National Education has been effective. If my blog had lots of readers I might have asked her to post the survey here. But then again, I'd prefer to keep this blog somewhat private. The best treasures are always hidden. HEHE. (hello Miss Ruby Teo! I just found out that you discovered my blog through google, right? =D Welcome!)

Back to the point! When I was in primary school, EVERYONE sang the National Anthem LOUDLY and PROUDLY, even if we were pathetically out of tune. I mean it. Go ask girls around my age who were also from St Anthony's Canossian Convent Primary. (but I do not know about the situation now.)

The first day I set my foot in the assembly ground of TKGS and heard the majestic National Anthem start to play, I was more than prepared to blare the lyrics out horribly. (just kidding. I can sing! badly.)

HOWEVER, just before the "Ma" of "Mari kita" resonated from my trachea, I noticed that absolutely no one was going to sing it. Not to even mention singing it LOUDLY.

To prevent severe public embarassment and schoolwide attention on my poor sec-1 self, I just mumbled all the way through.

Until today, I am still imitating Jay Chou while singing "Majulah Singapura". Yes, I still mumble all the way through. As you can see, peer pressure is definitely a lot higher than 1 atm.