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days just pass in a whirl when you're in JC. its already nearing may and i keep thinking that orientation is just over. dance night is in FIVE days and i keep thinking that we're still ages from it. june holidays are already nearing and i keep thinking that the december 07 ones are far from over. but so many things have happen over this whirl and whoosh!

dance night is in five days as emphasized above. it seems kinda surreal. the seniors are all freaking out over it. but i admire them for being so strong and steady throughout this whole process. really, and still have the physique to drill us non-stop. its :O practs are crazy, but it does give one a sense of satisfaction! haha ive never stayed back in school so late just to dance before and that feels real good. especially when im surrounded by all the awesome dancers.

but work is almost killing me, and i dont want to think about it. three tests right after dance night, and so many things due. i've not even started studying. i should really learn time management.

one main event that happened recently was nymd's concert, the last instalment of a hat full of stars (: i'm really so so so so proud of my juniors, and going back to nanyang after leaving it for so long was just awesome. and seeing all the mders 07 again! estelle chit liping marianne eileen shirley huzhe heiyi jiayi, and seniors yunning joanne jiayi jiaying and meixiu. everyone looks so awesome, its just :O i couldnt help shrieking for the entire day. a hat full of stars ended on a good note, and also for mr raj's journey with nymd. it was a magical and spectecular one, but now nymd juniors! write your own history with the new teacher and go to greater heights. all the best!!!

Thursday, is the day of the release of O level 2007 results release.

It is finally here! After a really long wait.

I have no inkling what my results are going to be like. You never know what might happen during exams. I was confident for a bio test once, confident of an 80% and in the end i barely passed. Yup.

All i wish for is to be able to stay in RJ using my grades and not via appeal. Because then, i'd have to go through yet another nerve-wrecking experience of waiting for the JAE posting results. I want a mark that would definitely ensure my entrance into RJC.

Because I'm really starting to love it here.


T'sarbucks, MR'09, 2008! Hopefully i'll be able to rejoin you guys in O2. (:

For the past few days, the o level track girls could laugh as they stalk around the school. their exams are done! while the rest of the school still has theirs to come.

Alas, it was only temporary bliss.

I can't believe how quickly exams pass, when they are someone else's. in a blinking of an eye, the IP kiddos have finished their E.O.Ys. and IT ENDS THERE. except for their hcl paper, BUT THATS IT. its ending there!!! they have games to play, they have shops to shop, they have movies to watch! zomg, my exams have been over for weeks and the least bit of relaxation i've done was to look through them and sigh.

And in... 15 days, we are all going to walk into the hall and be graduated. For the o level track girls, their fate unknown, for the IP girls, straight into the school across the bridge.

IN 15 DAYS I AM NO LONGER A NANYANG GIRL. i would cheat a little and wear the uniform for my o level exams and first month in my temp. JC BUT THATS IT. i wont ever be wearing that eye catching sleeveless uniform that i was so afraid to don in my pre secondary 1 days. good lord.

my last lessons have ended. i have said my last "xie xie lao shi" and "thank you, whoever". surprisingly i miss (some of) my teachers already. (some) they are really wonderful people. such as ms tan, mrs kuan, ms chua, mrs chew, huang laoshi and mrs westvik too! and i've sat together with my deskmate (ah sock) and attended lessons with my classmates for the very last time D:

not to mention how old i feel. i'm leaving high school!!! i'm like. a junior high student! like zomg!!!

I shall go treat myself to a bowl of sinful chocolate banana split as consolation, ignore the calories and the huge mass of fatty substances i now call my body. i deserve it!!!

then, my dear people, its back to math.

i was reading her blog, then i realised how close we were earlier in the year. and how easy it is to grow apart! it was such a bittersweet experience.

i shall blame it on the work, for my rattiness (esp. during math), for my impatience (all the time) and for my absence all the time.

doubt you'll read this though! but thanks, for being my friend.

I have approximately four more papers to go, and my preliminary examinations would have officially ended. You would think that the pain and torture would end as well, but noooo, it is only the beginning.

The biology paper today was disgustingly difficult. I'm sorry but what?! How is the freaking structure of the vagina adapted to sexual reproduction?! And why on earth is sexual reproduction important to humans? It seems really easy, but thats the thing so annoying about biology. It simply loves giving you questions that sound pathetically easy, but their answers turn out to be a complex mesh of crap. Saying that it would prevent the extinction of humans sound really stupid, actually, but I put it down anyway.

Some things I swear, I've never come across in my entire life before. How does the change in some... nucleotide thingum in the gene change the size of the red blood cell so drastically? (sickle cell RBC) I'VE NEVER LEARNT THAT BEFORE D:< It's so infuriating that the nanyang biology teachers like to come up with such absolutely bizarre questions. I've never seen similar ones before in the TYS and aren't we supposed to be preparing for what's going to come out in the TYS a year in the future?! Why ruin our mood, our confidence and our lives by setting such ridiculously difficult papers?

But somehow, in a weird and bizarre way, everyone would do absolutely fabulous for the paper and I would have a mediocre score. I'm actually confident -- of a fail. So much for putting faith on biology. I always wanted to think that someday, I would figure out this whole thing about it. When I revise, I actually have the slightest bit of confidence but everytime I sit for a test/ exam, my hopes would crumple in a heap -- and so does my liking for this bloody (no pun intended) subject. I spend half the time on chemistry and it doesn't give me half the disappointment and wrinkles.

I screwed up my A.math papers, and the A1 seems really distant. It's saddening, because A math is one of the two subjects I have absolute confidence in. Sadly, a distant mind, disgruntled mood and dismantled self has ruined any chances of getting two A1s. Sigh.

My eye bags are seriously enlarging. My head hurts and my body has shifted its gear to a constant weary mode. I'm sick of studying, sick of mugging, sick of sitting for an exam and realise that it's not the end. That happened for the mid years, at least i had the june holidays to idle away -- it was the slightest bit of consolation. Now? Right after the Prelims, I get my results back. No time to enjoy a teeny bitsy bit of freedom or feel happy that the examinations are over because the results would definitely ruin everything. And then the mood would get worse. Insecurity and lack of confidence due to pathetic results, stress and tears due to the incoming examinations and mood swings due to the relentless onslaught of work.

It had better be worth it all. It had better not come to waste. Frankly I'm really scared of getting something along the lines of 15/16 for my O levels. It seems highly possible, judging on how I fared in my prelims. I have a really ominous feeling though the results aren't out yet. If the two results contrast, then there are two conclusions to be made. 1) NY teachers are crazy. 2) Miracles do happen.

Cheers, y'all. To your end of years, your A levels, your O levels, etc. May there be such things as enough sleep, leniant teachers and moderation in your lives.

I'm waiting for the photos to be uploaded onto photobucket, so i shall post a little first.

Watched the musical with the rest of the school today. Just wanted to say how very proud i am of everyone who took part. Watching that thing gave me freaking goosebumps, and i swear i felt a tinge of tears as i watched it. Its true, some of it. Nanyang has bonded a lot of people together, and no matter how many times i complained about school it had brought me joy and happiness, and many lovely friends. I can't believe i'm leaving in less than 2 months, faster than most of the cohort. O level people are let off on the 3rd of October. Its like, officially byebye. and after the O's? we're not stepping back till we're getting our results. thats months after. I'll miss everything about nanyang, really. everything.

But this post is not commemorating Nanyang. Its all about something that means as much to me; NYMD.

When i watched the modern dance syf 2007 video, what surfaced in front of my eyes was not the dance, but what went behind the dance. 

when i saw us running around in those big cloaks, i remembered how difficult it was to navigate the billowing sleeves. just to get them out of our faces was a mean feat. 
when i saw us in the training scene, i remembered the very first audition we had, how nerve wrecking it was. 
when i saw the training scene with weapons, i remembered how the other dancers had a hard time catching the spears. they've perfected it by the time of the dance, and it was not easy at all. 
when i saw the fighting scene, i remembered how the enemy dancers trained to perform at their very best, even for that one minute they have. 
when i saw the clashing of weapons, i remembered how difficult it was to coordinate with one another, how to act with ferocity we never felt towards each other. 
when i saw the victory scene, i remembered how the flags cut us here and there. i remembered every drop of sweat and blood each and every one of us sacrifaced. 
the final scene, the pose, how shaky i was. how breathless i felt every time, but how i grinned out to the audience i cannot see.

I burst into tears when i watched the war scene. it was just, so. invigorating. the designer of our costumes said he felt goosebumps when he watched that, and i didn't believe him. but now i truly did. it was the scene when all our hard work really surfaced. what we had been working for months presented on a bloody platter to the judges, and our precious audience.
i watched it a total of five times.

that was on the day i recieved my dvd.
when i heard the music yesterday on my ipod, memories resurfaced. i relived the moments on stage, the few minutes that our lives depended on. every stroke, every movement and every breath ran through me and for a while, i was back there. in my stinky armour, in my slippery shoes, holding my props with my hair up in a tight bun that wouldn't budge in the strongest gale.

the next music that rolled on was flashdance.
i smiled as i saw vanessa at the back of my mind, grinning, and doing pirouettes in the snake skin costume. i see regina, awesome as ever, her head arched with what seemed like pride but not quite so. i see joanne in the skimpy gold costume, doing dishes with seven others in flashing light. and at the other edge of the stage, i was frantically changing out of my costume into the other.

then one of the songs that ms jacky introduced to us played: Hey Big Spender.
i remember strutting across the studio, a stick in my hand, playing Big spender with Qian. at the back of my mind, i see steps that i can formulate to that jazz. i love broadway.

the last song was one of raj's creations.
it was my very first attempt at choreography, and a pretty bad one. i vaguely see xue en walking solemnly across the dance floor we all love. i see qian, doing extensions that seem to last forever. i see jolene, petite but amazing, trying to choreograph a part that would fit the music we've never heard before.

i realised how much i missed my seniors. i realised how much i miss the dance floor. i realised how much i crave for that exhilarating feeling in my blood whenever i dance, with my heart and soul. what a feeling.
i can't wait to get back there. i can't wait for this endless studying to end, and finally return to nymd.

NYMD, so much love.


something amusing: i even miss the dreadful stretching. last night i dreamt that i was on the barre, pressing myself down on that leg that can't kick 90degrees now. then i did some extensions that i'd never be able to do in real life. like kick sideways and catch with my other hand. or extend it a full 180degrees. it all seemed so real, but my subconscious mind seemed to realise something was wrong. i remember hopping to a mirror to see that i wasn't dreaming. but hey, that feeling of being flexible sure is cool. (: maybe i'll start training myself again. ow.

HELLO ive not updated in such a long long time. eh, well happy 07/07/07! (:

04/07/07:
thanks to all those well wishers, i really appreciate you guys for remembering. recieved many meaningful presents from close friends this year, which made the day even more special. thank you dears for making my day. <3

06/07/07:
funfair! uh sec4s this year are rather mild. haha we dont really care how much we earn really. my class was doing body art, but we were our own customers :\ did my nails at the 414 stall. haha, it was hilarious. we had a great time painting nails for and splashing nail polish all over. like cass, she had I'M A CASS on one thigh and ANOVA on the other :D

07/07/07:
at 07.17am on the seventh day of the seventh month of year 07, HAYLEY IS BORN! my little baby cousin! :D :D what a date. my aunt was in the delivery ward for a full day, before going for a caesarean. ouch :| now she cant get out of bed. poor dear. ANYWAY i visited her today, and took some photos! SO CUTE.