Posts Tagged ‘School’
I’m sure most of you know that the Accidentals, the a capella group that I am a proud member of, has made it through to the finals of RJC Talentime 2009!
Do vote for us (or cheer or what not) and to whet your appetite, here’s a video of our semi-final performance. Mercy by Duffy.
The rather dismal House Party yesterday evening provided me with a platform to catch up with my old buddies from Raffles, the bunch that typically talks about As, mugging and intellectual engagement. Before long the discussion quickly came round to that of results and over dinner, the fortunate (and admittedly smarter) few got round to how their classes provided them with ideal motivation for intense self-study and relentless academic pursuit. Being one of the few with relatively dismal results, I found myself feeling downright stupid in the company of my friends. Sure, I quickly put it down to my downright horrendous luck to be streamed into such a wonderful class (academically) (knowing full well that it was my obscure combination of H1 Chinese and H2 German that denied me a place in the realm of JKL, while a lower than ideal Grade Point Average halted my dreams of the promised lands of UVW).
Oh well, it’s easy to throw some blame around, and this post is bound to inflame some of my classmates who might be reading it. But the fact of the matter is that minds need stimulating, and I do not know how much longer I can tolerate the utter lack of engagement that my immediate surroundings provide. RJC also has some serious thinking to do. After all, which other “premier institution” in the land has promotion and H3 criterion so lax, that an ape could have found itself advancing to the J2 year?
Wake up your idea! Advice that I, along with the majority of you, should take to heart.
P.S. If I’ve not been clear enough. My results are pathetic. For those of you who aren’t convinced, just go think if those grades will get anyone into a respectable college course.
I seriously cannot tell the difference (with respect to guys) and Pearlyn is trying desperately to enlighten me. From what I can tell, badasses tend to be cute and upright innocent looking guys tend to be kawaii, weird benchmarks if you ask me. Oh well I’m a guy so I shall just stick to my cute and hot definitions for girls 
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Spindler left us alone during German class today for more than an hour. Bad idea. If you can think of some crazy shit, we probably engaged in it during those 60 minutes of hell on earth. Take a guitar, a Chinaman, an ?American?, an Action (ACSian), a bunch of Singaporeans, some weird music, a big chair that spins, a whole lot of sugar and a quacking turkey (ok I made the last one up) and you get one utterly spontaneous and irrelevant session of merrymaking and mayhem. My video of the event is already on Facebook, which involves a certain Chups spinning and shrieking on the big chair. More videos are pending from the Action (hopefully).
As a sidenote, personal best 80 push-ups today . (No scorning for people who can do 200 (or more), I’m a wuss remember? 
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Before anybody derides me for being insensitive and out of touch, keep in mind that in the minds of my parents, anything less than a torrent of As is regarded as a failure.
Additionally I went out for lunch with a few old classmates today and got flooded with grades, most of which involved 4 or 5 As in the mix. Had a chat with a friend from Hwach when I got home and oh my 4 As as well.
Therefore, my grades are pathetic. (To each his own, and I did not meet my expectations)
Be ABBA.
Caution. There will be a zombie walking around RJC tomorrow who will be suffering from chronic lack of sleep due to excessive physics cramming at the last minute. No time for german.
Garxgh.
