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Today we had financial literacy workshop part I. We learnt about the stock market, and then we played this game which required us to handle our "money" for 10 "years" by buying stocks, property, and the like. I liked it, but it was pretty boring. :( The trainer kept droning on and on and on.... For the first half I fell asleep tons and tons and tons of times. Then during break I ate my first meepok of the year from the canteen! And it was horrible :( I wish the old uncle was still around... Oh and I drank a packet of milo. Seriously milo DOES NOT GO WITH MEEPOK. I felt so horrible after that. During the 2nd half of the workshop I spent the whole time talking to Jacq about games and ATK and whatever else. I wasn't really listening but I was following what the trainer was referring to from the book and it was quite interesting. Though I doubt I'd ever do things like that in real life.
I came home after the workshop. I was supposed to go for CIP but due to the fact that I "suddenly came down with a TERRIBLE HEADACHE", I had to go home and rest. :) I already have 100+ hours anyway. So yea, I was talking to my mum, and she brought the "JC" subject up. I told her I was fixed on going to SAJC, but she refused.
"NO! I want you to go to TJC!"
"ARE YOU INSANE! Its so far away!"
"I want to move to the east anyway so it won't be far away"
"But I don't WANT to go to TJC!"
"Why?"
"Because I want to join SAJC BAND!!!!!!!"
"Why can't you join TJC band?"
"... I joined PY so i'll at least have a chance to get in through DSA!"
"Ok! you get in through DSA! and then once they accept you, you can reject it! You get your wish already what. You got in!"
"(thinking: WTF!?) ... THEN WHATS THE POINT OF APPLYING?"
"I told you I want you to go to TJC. Why do you want to go to SAJC?"
"Because I want to join the BAND!"
"What else besides that? I'm not going to let you go if you don't sell me the idea"
"Fine, if you don't let me go, I'll just not study and get just enough points to get in."
"Ok, don't study. Its your choice what. If thats how you want to plan for your future, go ahead. Its up to you."
(thinking: IF EVERYTHING IS UP TO ME WHY CANT IT BE UP TO ME TO GO TO SAJC?! NOW WHY IS THAT UP TO YOU? =.=)
So then i shut up, no point arguing. She'll just call me rude and give me a lecture on some crap that I probably don't want to hear.
Time after time
Yea, so I finished up my lunch after that and fell asleep smsing. Woke up at around 6. =/ Practised my clarinet until 7.30pm (including 5 mins for dinner in between) I still have another half an hour to go if I want to complete my 2 hours today, but its kinda late.. K but I still have to solve that stupid part of P&P that I cant play.. Sigh.
Okay, time to go.
2. I went for PhilYouth Auditions! - & wow. Totally screwed up man. Screwed until cannot screw more. But WTH i still got in. I LOVE MISS LEONG! ♥
4. 17th Jan was Max's & Ccs's Birthday! - Spent another boring and loooong wednesday at school. Then I went over to Max's place after he was done with band. Brought along Takopachi and 2 Fondants from taka! Hope it made him happy. Went with Max's mother & brother to Sushi Teh to have dinner. :D It was YUM. Oh oh and since his dad couldn't make it, I went over the next day too and they brought me to Lawry's for dinner. Trust me, I haven't eaten anything so expensive in my LIFE. But it was DAMN cool.
Okaaay! Thats all for today. When i get more pics I'll post them! :D
REASONS WHY IM NOT THE LUCKIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD
Haha. Alright. Now for the explanations. My mum was being a bitch earlier on today. My dad couldn't find her a Christmas present because she kept saying that she wanted a present that was over $1k. Den my dad obviously thinking like WTF where am i gona get that kind of money. Den my mum KNN say that he never put in effort to look for a present for her. Actually, he look everywhere alr juz tt duno wd to buy. He scared buy smth she dun like because she will complain like hell. That time her waterbottle broke, so my dad bought her a new water bottle for her birthday. DEN SHE SCOLDED HIM LA. she say he never put in effort buy such a cheap thing etc. Den my dad retort say tt her waterbottle spoil so he buy her a new one cannot meh. She reply, " People dont give replacement for presents la. If my iron spoil u buy me a new iron for my birthday present isit?" Den he juz keep quiet cos so fed up alr. I wanted to say, " Wasnt that what u did to me. My track shoe spoil den u buy me new one to replace for my present also right. " But I didnt dare to say cos it'll be rude. But KNN lah why she muz liddat one. My dad so poor thing already.
On a lighter note,
MERRY XMAS EVERYONE!! :D Thanks for all the sweet messages!
xoxo
THE X-MAS FILES
57 ELM STREET BETHLEHEM,
PA. 11:51 P.M.,
DECEMBER 24TH
We're too late! It's already been here. Mulder, I hope you know
what you're doing.
Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir, truncated,
mounted, transformed into a shrine; halls decked with boughs of holly; stockings
hung by the chimney, with care.
You really think someone's been here?
Someone, or something.
Mulder, over here -- it's a fruitcake.
Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal.
It's O.K. There's a note attached: "Gonna find out who's
naughty and nice."
It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list.
Who? What are you talking about?
Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could travel at
great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once each year, near
the winter solstice, this creature is said to descend from the heavens to reward
its followers and punish disbelievers with jagged chunks of anthracite.
But that's legend, Mulder -- a story told by parents to frighten
children. Surely you don't believe it?
Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on this
gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was massive
-- and in a hurry.
It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk glass has been
completely drained.
It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse.
But why would they leave it milk and cookies?
Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wielding.
But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and
windows were locked. There's no
sign of forced entry.
Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace.
Wait a minute, Mulder. If you're saying some huge creature landed on
the roof and came down this chimney! You're crazy. The flue is barely six
inches wide. Nothing could get down there.
But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions at once?
You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?
Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this, but when I was a child
my home was visited. I saw the creature. It had long white shanks of
fur surrounding its ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated torso was red and
white. I'll never forget the horror. I turned away, and when I looked back
it had somehow taken on the facial features of my father.
Impossible.
I know what I saw. And that night it read my mind. It brought
me a Mr. Potato Head, Scully. It knew that I wanted a Mr. Potato Head!
I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of
physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars
across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys. Listen to
what you're saying. Do you understand the repercussions? If this
gets out, they'll close the X-Files.
Scully, listen to me: It knows when you're sleeping. It knows
when you're awake.
But we have no proof.
Last year, on this exact date, SETI radio telescopes detected bogeys in the
airspace over twenty-seven states. The White House ordered a Condition
Red.
But that was a meteor shower.
Officially. Two days ago, eight prized Scandinavian reindeer vanished
from the National Zoo, in Washington, D.C. Nobody -- not even the zoo
keeper -- was told about it. The government doesn't want people to know
about Project Kringle. They fear that if this thing is proved to exist the
public will stop spending half its annual income in a holiday shopping
frenzy. Retail markets will collapse. Scully, they cannot let the
world believe this creature lives. There's too much at stake. They'll do
whatever it takes to insure another silent night.
Mulder, I ...
Sh-h-h. Do you hear what I hear?
On the roof. It sounds like a clatter.
The truth is up there. Let's see what's the matter.
Tune in next year to see what they found!
