Chinese New Year

that time of the year comes again. and again.

i'm just gonna randomly say some poem now, so here goes.

Toss around the yu sang, longevity they say.
Why do they not put chinese new year in may?
Why febuary? mummy says its the lunar calendar.
Why so many dates? just stick to one and remember.

If chinese new year is now, what happened to the one in January?
Why does this weird and festive one pop up in the middle of Febuary?
Fire crackers, a monster? Or to scare the nian away, mummy calls it.
Is it big, does it gobble little children, does it come out of my closet?

Dong dong qiang! Dong dong qiang! Its the lion dance!
Stretch, hand, let me touch, gimme a chance!
My mother watches at the side, 'don't go near!' she cries.
The chaotic drum beat, the lion stops, the loud sound dies.

Reunion dinner, I still remember, the strange dream scene.
Yu sang, steamboat, beef and chicken, my eyes just gleam.
Delightful! I'd cry, Mum, some steamboat soup please.
Then all the action at the table [freeze the time] would cease.

My father bursts out, shouting screaming, scary human monster.
Tears to my eyes, my face is burning, I didn't understand his anger.
Fire sparkles crackling in his eyes, my heart racing against his fire.
I don't understand, why's he angry? Cos I didn't say 'please' to mother?

Then his intimidating figure breaks down, he cries and weeps right there.
I cry, 'Father, father! I'm sorry, really, I'll say ten pleases!' I couldn't bear
His great big hulk and muscle, hopelessly sobbing, weeping, he looks to me and says,
"John, dear Son, I loved mummy, so do you, but she's gone to another phase."

I did not understand, but I did not question why.
Mummy was sitting there, but I saw her cry.
Then someone appeared, out of nowhere it seemed, someone with holes in his hands.
A white robe around him, an aura of power, he seemed to calm the lands.

And after that, mummy disappeared, and I was frantic. WHERE?!
A lost joey, where is mummy? She disappeared somewhere!
I knelt beside my father, had he known her future back then?
I couldn't think, my world is spinning, where's mum, who was that man?

Lol, oh my son I can't believe i just randomly did some weird poem. don't think its good though. And it's not me, I was just making up some silly random story. ARGH, I'm becoming like gracelynn!!

ahh anyway. so chinese new year's here.

my dad's siblings came to my house for reunion dinner, and so did my grandpa. it was rather tasty i guess. ate three bowls of rice. yeah, the bowls are small ok!? then after dinner we talked, I just found out that my soft-spoken cousin Jamie is head prefect of CHIJ [Our Lady Of Good Councel] Or was it Nativity? Ahh, should be one of them. Thing is I'd never expect it! She must be proded or somethin!

Oh yeah, and it was sooo funny how my 20 year old cousin, Michelle, was trying to teach my sis how to draw 3D words! My sis draw 3D words like dunno what like that! My sis is only good in 2d art. haha! She was kinda hopeless at 3D. Haiyah, she should have taken art as a subject. I'm considering to do so in my next 5 years.

ahh well yeaap. I dont wanna go for visiting!! Not to all the old people's places at least, that's quite boring. All the youths maybe quite fun lah, heard somethin bout a tennis racket. whee.

alright, will keep y'all updated. in the meantime, hopefully i can make a qualitative chinese project for our malacca OEP.

nayr~

and remember, dont mindd dhe typoes.

Inferior.

ahh. life in school.

it really makes me think. Does God bless every person equally? maybe not.

elliot.

Skilled in swimming is unmatched.
Diploma in violin.
Artist in the making.
IB intellect.

And michael?
Well, I thought since my studies suck so bad, I should have been blessed in maybe one area, lets say arts.

Of course, michael got 100 which burned past my 97 for last year in art.
and wha'd ya know, he gets highest in class for higher chinese for term one this year, compared to a measly 54 of mine.

it was all on the wrong foot. why do i always start out bad?

first it was basketball in primary school. a match with the points 4 - 201 doesn't really speak much of our school. a heck lot, in the wrong terms that is.

then secondary school. hawkey. right. and to think i thought it would be a lot better than basketball. i obviously have a knack for starting wrong.

there had to be something. i thought there was something in for me in the arts, whether acting singing or visual.

singing? maybe last time, now? my voice is going away like a bottomless hourglass, and when its shed its old skin, what if its new skin has no shine at all? and if it fails, what about plmc vocalist team? i hope she isn't right.

acting? haha, nothing compared to van or anyone else for that matter.

and arts? last year was 97, this year so many people burning the heat up faster.

i feel like a speck of dust on the gold coin, the one who was not polished properly.
why? surely, just surely, the vision God gave my aunty Angie was real.

there has to be something, but for now...

inferiority takes place.

Update on life. 2/2

What to do now...blog loh. heh.

Hmm, the past few days have been quite ok, I guess.
School work's been piling up, like crazy, and the whole class is getting downright pissed :D Ok, totally ironic emoticon.

And I was just discussing with Martin, at the same time spontaneously classifying schoolwork into 4 categories.
1.Paper work (Work done on paper. Normally math.)
2.Computer work (Work done on the computer. Normally essays.)
3.Book work (Work done on (I bet your guess is right). Normally chinese.)
4.Projects (Big work done over period of time. Normally anything.)

And we've got at least a few of each! You know how stressful it is!? Especially with...

-Chamber-
It's been ok. We're meeting every Wednesday, 3.30-5.30pm, in the band room. We've already been given the two pieces that we're supposed to play for SYF. Bolero and Tolero, pieces composed by Bizet for the opera Carmen. Tolero is a very well-known piece, I bet everyone knows it. Luckily Chamber is not so stressful (only once a week)...for now... As SYF draws closer we gonna prepare a lot.

-BB-
Wa lau, this BB ah, go and organise Adventure Awards Elective for us NOW eh! At this time of the month, when all the exams so near!! No time to kayak for 9 hours lah! Some more I in IB! Luckily, tomorrow would be the last kayaking session. Then, things should be better after I get Kayaking Star 1. Archery and rock-climbing won't be so long.

-OM-
Hsssss~~~.....BOOM! Odyssey! Yes, Odyssey of the Mind. The same routine, OK, then exciting, then explosive, then drawback symptoms. So for now we're at stage 1. I'm gonna hate stage 4. God, please don't let me go through stage 4 again. So now we're basically cooking the (hopefully) ultimate story for our problem.

-Prefects-
Not so many H.R duties as normal lah, which is good. Normal fall-ins, morning duty of ringing the bell, "Good morning teachers and students, please proceed to the parade grounds for morning assembly now."

Collected my ceremonials! (julian doesn't like the shortform, cerems) My blazer is a bit big though. Well, saves my pocket's injury! XD Prefects Investiture soon! 5th Febuary and 9th Febuary! Finally gonna get the cool tie!

-Church Worship Ministry-
Not much lah. In fact, we don't have to go down to Church on Friday nights as...(Oh crap, am I supposed to go down tonight!? If that's the case I'm already an hour late..XP Hopefully not tonight!) Oh heng, I just called Dwight and he said its not. But the roster said it was! Hmm..strange. Oh well, anyway, as I was saying, we don't have to go down to Church on Firday nights as often as last time, now its been reduced twice.

Oh well, so thats about it. School, post-school activities, homework, sleep late. Thats the weekday life.

Wake up, BB, OM, Church. Next day, cell, chiong homework, sleep late. That's the Weekend life.

Boring eh?

Keep me updated and tagg!
Ooh yeah, and dont miend thie typoes!