A voice was heard in Ramah.

This cat is HDB approved.

I live in Singapura.

Friday, August 08, 2008

9:04 PM

This week started awesomely in school, with sweet Marie who presented me with a packet of the BEST FRUIT THAT BEATS DURIANS HANDS DOWN ANYDAY. Guava! (: Apparently it's from her guava tree and she remembered that I adore the fruit. Aww thanks!
Thursday was a pretty good day in school as well, one of those days when you feel that everything is just so perfect and inspiring. In other words you feel like a Romantic poet who falls in love with the first angsana tree he meets. Geog consultation in the morning, I was horribly late but I charmed Mrs Leong (or at least I hoped my efforts went unwasted) with my chrysanthemum tea.
"For you Mrs Leong, so that won't cry (chry)"
Class vibes felt positively humorous, with the NE quiz that kept us guessing propaganda national songs, a limping escaped criminal, and national icons. With Haowen and Thrisha's active participation, it was laugher moment 101. Followed by PE, where we had a vigourous game of basketball, girls against guys. It's needless to say who won, despite our insistence that they were banned from jumping to catch the ball. Coincidentely, it was also our last PE lesson for the year ): Which means that for the physically uninclined, we would never have anymore reason to actively pursue sports. "Nevermore", says the raven. PE was memorable, for obvious reasons (:
Econs consultation for half an hour, then sat with class (the guys joined us!) for hurried Noodle King. Break after in library with Poe. Econs lecture with the class guy sheepish for getting caught sneaking out. Then went home and fell asleep for 2 hours (slaps herself) before heading back to school at night for study session with Toon (: It was pretty stormy weather, almost as a projection of our inner aprehension which made the atmosphere super condusive. Albeit self-induced distractions such as the Fatooky reunion and gushing over the school tabby cat. Toilet trip was scary with Toon's helpful reminders of 7th month, but he was nice enough to accompany and pack my bag.
Today the walk to CCAB was super scenic and wellpaced. I am in LOVE with the old colonial bungalows that line Malcolm Road. I would simply love to reside in those houses, which look so quaint and mysterious with their black and white exterior, the long driveways and the antique Thai statues. Perfectly Gothic don't you think. Dance lady messed up her moves as usual at CCAB. Then lunched with the class girls at Macs, where we bumped into half of the meritocractic elite population of Singapore's JCs and secondary schools. Went back to school for chitchat with some of the 33rd, before tuition with Fripps. Super crowded omg. Just going back to my seat after break was like a mini ODAC skills expedition, with the Ribena in danger of landing in someone's lap, and the yam biscuits being squashed. To commemorate the Beijing Olympics today, I did hurdles over my seat, much to the amusement of some sniggering guys behind. A standing ovation would have been nice, but it's okay, I understand how claustrophobic the seating conditions were.
I'm still re-reading the letter you gave me.
As for you well, I'm still lost in translation.
I wish I may, I wish I might.

Oh yes, my fellow Singaporeans, who show their patriotism by indulging in the Robinsons Sales to boost the economy, Happy National Day. Enjoy your long weekend crowding up the CBD and heartland malls, refusing to give up your seat with your fanciful tissue packets and Filipino maids choping them, and shoving your way in public transport. You are an adorable and endearing bunch whose civility beats the Queen's ettiquette hands down anytime.