Population Control

I love Geography! (because of the subject not the teacher unlike Fishy. Ms Wong is nice but I defnitely do not fangirl over her unlike Fishy and her Ms Hoo nonsense).

Geography today was fabulously, fantastically, wonderfully, brilliantly awesome! And that's an understatment. Since the Geography exam was over on Wednesday we are of course starting on the new topic, which is Population Studies. Climates, Natural Vegetation and Deforestation are fun topics and interesting in a way but Population Studies is what I've been looking forward to ultimately. (and the cool thing is PT is also on Population studies, aging population but nonetheless POPULATION!!!).

Ahem, so at first I was like huh what is this worksheet being passed around, and I see Lee Kwan Yew on the handout which instantly reminds me of the crappy essay I wrote on LKY and Edison Chen being his distant cousin and contracting AIDS using ten chengyus. But er back to topic.

Ms Wong gave us the that three pages handout includes a table of the world population (together with number of births and deaths which shows that birth grossly exceeds deaths).

Seeing world-population related stuffs, I started hyperventilating and telling Grace excitedly about all the stuffs I know on population. And I got very responsive during lessons of course (I somehow forgot that there are classmates around so was feeling rather embarressed and awkward when I stop hyperventilating and realised that the whole class is there while I tell Ms Wong about my interest in world population comes from a novel).

After lessons ended (was given five minutes before assembly to arrange the tables for Math and Literature SAs on Monday), I went up to Ms Wong and ask if we are learning about China's one-child policy next week. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

MS WONG SAID YES.

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During the two hours (I doubling Earth hour!) which I switched off the lights and computer and television in the house, Charmaine called me (or I called her -forgot-) and we got into a 'debate' on China's one-child policy and the positive and negative impacts of it.(seriously I don't know how to debate so it end up with me giving Charmaine all the facts I memorised and Charmaine interrupting me with the moral issues regarding this policy then we digressed to don't know where).

Can't wait for next Wednesday! (if I remember correctly I have Geography next Wednesday!) xDDDDD

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The 1200 words-Commonwealth Essay I wrote on Mad Scientist end up with 700 words talking about the importance of population control and the dire consequences of overpopulation, and only a mere 200 words on how the scientist decide to solve the problem himself because world governments reacts very slowly, how he tested fatal fungis on human subjects and how he ordered mass bombings. Then the remaining 300 words makes up the starting paragraph and the conclusion (in which I said that the scientist was respected after a few centuries).

8 billion people were killed in my essay in year 2050 when the world population is 10.6 billion, which means 20% or so survived. But it is considered good, because once the world population reached the critical point over 90% of the world population will be wiped out (or so it says in my book lol).

Overpopulation is a world issue. Important! It's one of the main cause of global warming as trees are being cut down in the forest to make way for agricultural land and building houses? Why? To feed the growing population. Because the world needs food. (houses are of course for the people to live in because there are too many people packed in too small space).


The thing is many people (most people) failed to recognise this problem and take measures against it. Any signs of population control will be mistook for eugenics.

I thought my essay was quite good considering the fact that I wrote it in 50 minutes late at night the day before school reopens. Even though it digresses a lot and I probably made tons of grammar mistakes. (until now my grammar ain't good).

I hope Ms Tay won't be too shock by the number of deaths in the essay.

[lol people are calling me sadistic.]

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Everyone here is recommended to read Doomsday Key by James Rollins!!!:D

GEOGRAPHY!!!

[I'm trying out for geography RA next year too!]

GEOGRAPHY!!!!

POPULATION CONTROL!!!!!!!
YAY!!!!

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Red Cross sucks to the core.

I don't care what they say about discouraging others from joining this CCA. The truth is, others are discourage from joining it LONG ago. At least those from my class (if they ever plan to change CCA, or at least they will tell their juniors about how bad this whole CCA is). Since the teacher's session don't work, and the CCA is getting even worse, I see no need in trying to be participative or respecting the seniors anymore. They don't deserve my respect, and today, I am going to write down here, point by point, why this CCA so suck, and why this CCA in other schools are so awesome.

1. We are supposed to greet the people older than us (year 3s and year 4s) 'senior' (last time it was ma'am). According to them the 'rationale' behind it was because we are supposed to show respect for the seniors. To put it simply, if we address them seniors and put the word 'senior' behind every sentence to say to them, we are showing respect for them. Can I ask you what kind of logic is that? The seniors are students. They should know that calling teachers Mr or Mrs or Mdm or Ms don't necessarily mean that they respect and like the teachers, and this is exactly what is happening here. I have no respect for the seniors.

2. Saying that the seniors treat the juniors (us, sec 2s) negatively is an understament. They are not just negative, but mean, sarcastic, sadistic, biased, nasty, you name it. I remember when one of the seniors talk to me during the OCBC Cycle event where we are doing our first aid duty, she said that addressing the seniors and being formal is part of the Red Cross tradition, and it should be maintain, not eradicated, because it is how we show respect for the seniors. My point now here isn't about eradicating whatever traditions they want to keep, but about how they expect us to show respect from them. Respect isn't something easily obtain, or else, tell me why, during the Japanese Occupation in WW2, the Japanese make everyone greet them, but ultimately we all hated them. It's not very often that historical figures are revered and respected. Those like Confucius, respected not for their talent, but because they treated everyone nicely and fairly. And that is so unlike the seniors. Respect is two-way. If they want us to respect them, they should respect us too.

3. The seniors are biased, strongly biased in fact, towards the more participative juniors. I do understand there are always instances in life where you prefer something to something else, but personal feelings should not be mixed with school and CCAs. Even I don't do that, no matter how strong my distaste is for them. You see, it so happens that one of the yearmate (of course, the more participative ones) want to stuck up to the seniors, but the only way she can do that is of course pull down and sabotage the less participative yearmate, so she told the seniors that the victim is planning to play truancy and skip CCA. That, of course, is wrong, but the truth is that victim is not planning to do that, and she did turn up for CCA trainings. But the seniors, being biased, decides to record the 'offence' (how could something not even done be an offence I really don't get) down and didnt even ask the victim for an explanation. Do they fail at history? If not, they should know that in SEQ, we are supposed to provided a two-sided answer at least to pass, and they actually believe a one-sided point of the story.

4. That, of course, is not all. Should I also say that they are sarcastic and really mean? This is one incident, the one I will remember for life, to prove it. It so happens that the day before CCA phototaking, I couldn't find my uniform, so I told the seniors nicely that I couldn't find it, and they got an extra uniform for me. However, after I change out of the uniform after phototaking and return to the seniors, three of the seniors approached me, one of which is Hazel Lau. They asked me in an authorative tone how I lost my uniform (when I plainly said that I couldn't find it, and it wasn't lost). After a few more rounds of questions, which I told the that I couldn't find the uniform after ironing it the night before, Hazel asked me this rather offending question: "What sort of flat do you live in that could make you lost your uniform?". Of course this is digressing, and the type of flat I lived in is a private thing, which means I can choose not to answer it, especially when she has a mocking tone to it, and I don't see how it relates to my uniform. Then, she continue on throwing a series of insults, one of which: You live in those common 4-room flats, isn't it? Oh I wonder how you could lost your uniform in those type of small flats. It ain't like you are so rich anyway, you don't live in a big mansion." And you can see that this is a insult. It is most offending for me to hear it of course, because she is mocking my family condition and assuming that I am a poor girl who lives in a small flat. And I did not answer it again, of course. Which is why, now, they assumes I have an attitude problem, because they are mean to me, and I didn't scold bad (which is exceptionally good already, considering my temper I could have punch her right in the face).

5. I wrote the art fest script out, nicely, spending almost two days (8 hours per day) choosing the right songs for the script, making sure it runs smooth and naturally. I review it over and over again, making sure the whole script has feelings, that there is enough lines to show the personality of a character, and not have it end up as a typical lousy Singaporean drama. And the results of my efforts? All the nice parts removed from my script, including the finale song I spend over 2 hours searching for, all the important part of the plot removed, all the effects removed, leaving it just a dry script with no feelings. And all this are of course done by the seniors, without my permission. Firstly, the nature of this competition, every year do their own items. It's a year thing, meaning the sec 2 do our work, the sec 3 do theirs, the sec 4 do theirs and we DON'T collide. However it seems that the sec3s are too free, they have to come over and poke into our performance item, when however it turns out will not affect them at all, and it's defintely none of their business. Yet they control what we do and the way the script goes, and every prop we make requires their approval. Dare I say, they are not respecting me or my efforts put into the writing of this script, but removing all the important parts just two days before the auditions. Must they be so controlling that even our own competition requires their approval? If they want to do this, in the first place, they should just write the script and do the props for us. Isn't it?

This five points are not the worse they did to me, or the other juniors. However, if they, the seniors, happen to read this, I don't really care. Because I tolerated them, but they are really too much this time round. And if I were to invite the juniors and my friends to join such a terrible CCA like this and be tortured by those seniors, I would be then, the most sadistic, most hypocritic person ever lived, no worse than Adolf Hitler.

biking

Thanks to my grandpa my blue mountain bike is finally fixed and I name it fishbrains after the fishbrains I ate when I was five (not to be confused to balloon fishbrains, name after my bff Fishy, who died tragically with his wife Pimple, Fishy's balloons, named after my...er. acne problem-.- Poor Pimple is pregnant with Fishbrain's balloon juniors when the mean old lady at the OCBC cycle event popped it.).

So since today I was supposed to go back to school to waste time away at this year meeting for art fest (seriously ___ and ___ are dumb la. And not cooperative at all. I work so hard and came up with the script and they refuse to act &;*(#$?!^/). Then fucking seniors too. Hello they think they very artistic is it? I wrote the directions so clearly on the script and THEY FUCKING TELL ME PEOPLE CANT JUST SING STANDING THERE MUST HAVE ACTIONS. WHAT THE FUCK LA THEY CANNOT SEE MY STAGE DIRECTIONS AH? I WROTE THE ACTIONS SO CLEARLY IN ARIAL FONT 11 OKAY. I mean like what kind of shit actions can they come up with anyway, oh like maybe for somewhere over the rainbow you have people shaking their hands up and down to show 'bluebirds flying'? And they got the guts to tell us to decide on lighting after the auditions (according to them its damn important) when I already told Navitha about it. I was telling her when they burst into the room at J2 Shared Classroom and started throwing insults all around the place. Ahh... just so you have experience means you can anyhow tell people what to do is it? I doubt your script last year is even as nice as mine okay. So stop crapping to me about how we should have background music. And, just for whoever those two are, idiotic Isabelle and Ruoxi, I warned you, do not incurred my wrath again I'm telling you straight here (yeah I know you will definitely see this because seniors are always stalking juniors on blogs, I don't know how they got all the free time when they are telling us: "Oh, I'm so busy therefore please do not blahblahblah.") I DO NOT BURST INTO YOUR CLASSROOM UPSTAIRS AND TELL YOU HOW LOUSY YOUR DANCE OR SINGING OR WHATEVER SHIT IS, AND I DON'T SAY THINGS LIKE: "You will rehearse to us on Friday so that we can comment on your acting." SO YOU DO NOT DO THAT TO US. I know how suck our stuffs are, but that doesn't apply to me and the others. This CCA really sucks okay I don't know how the teachers could get our message wrong. I do not want to greet the seniors altogether because it's the most stupid thing ever and in the first place, not even a tradition, and I don't get how it makes me respect them because I would definitely respect them more if they weren't so mean and sarcastic and make us greet them. So changing ma'am to senior is even worse. NOBODY EVEN LIKES IT OKAY. And you assholes even though I wasn't at E-camp but according to other people who went there the seniors were more horrible. Imagine picking up pubis hair at the toilet. It's the most unhygenic thing ever, and you cannot forced people to do that. And you don't expect people to turn their heads around and check on the sec 1 juniors if you expect them to PAY ATTENTION. It's contradicting. If I were at the E-camp I would have exploded and come up with smart comebacks. I do understand the juniors are err, not that respectful (scolding back seniors) but I think hor, the seniors (as in us sec 2) also responsible. Plus, I wanted to scold the seniors don't know how many times lao because they always pick on mistakes that ain't even there or scold me for things I don't do. It's not the effing tradition that has a problem. It's the whole attitude of OH HEY I'M YOUR SENIOR I RULE OVER YOU YOU LISTEN TO ME I'M ALWAYS RIGHT BECAUSE I'M YOUR SUPERIOR. How old are they? At most 2 years older, and it's not even exactly 2 years, if you count by months. Whatever give them the permission to book us anyway? If they could just change their whole freaking attitude everything would be so much better. Like today I nicely greeted the seniors for once and they pretend not to hear. WTF. Oh so since they cannot hear, should we still greet? I mean they are obviously deaf and cannot hear right? So why should we greet deaf people? I mean, they don't have to greet back, but there isn't even a sign of acknowledgement which means they didnt hear right?

Er back to the point. I cycled over to lakeside MRT, so of course I have to cycle back, and since Fishy is coming my house,  I decide to bike her to my house. Meaning she sit at the back of the bike and I biked her and me. Er we dump our bags and her delightful bubble tea at the basket at the front, and since I'm those sort of people who failed at balancing, we er, took 1 hour to get home, and its even faster to walk home. Ah... and we fell more than 50 times on the way.

The way back to MRT (me bringing Fishy home) was slightly easier, since we practised much on the way home so I could cycle for longer distances without falling, but I still couldn't turn around the corner when she's sitting behind me, nor ride over bumps because we also fall after the bumps, and Fishy's bum got hurt. And er, Fishy can't talk sick stuffs too because somehow we will fall, like when Fishy commented on this couple hugging in public and we fell and got scratched/bruised??

But er, no one fractured their bones or got concussion so YAY :D

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This is so true. (from megan's blog)

school#45 '10

I have tons of homework for the march holiday. The meaning of  'holiday' is horribly screwed up by the MOE people and schoolteachers.

holiday noun
a time, often one or two weeks, when someone does not go to work or school but is free to do what they want, such as travel or relax

Note the word relax. Now I see that piles of worksheet equals relaxation.

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I hate it that people just take so long to climb the rock wall and act scared for 10 minutes or so before climbing. On friday during PE lessons this asshole was acting scared for 10 minutes when she had prepared everythign already (plus its not the first time she tried the lane four wall) and in the end I couldn't climb it. (waste of time)

My work schedule is pretty messed up. For the past two weeks or so; from monday to friday: Go school, come home, sleep no matter if there is homework or not, chiong homework last minute. And I got no idea how people like Sarah or Crystal could cope with all their commitments.

I don't even sleep well nowadays. Basically I get nightmares like being trapped in a wide, semi-dark, staircase and I see my sister occasionally but only the back of her. Then I will wake up covered in sweat and being sleepy for the rest of the day. Either that or I won't even be able to fall asleep at night. My sleeping pattern is screwed up too. I need counselling help seriously.

Oh well I failed my jap CA1 again. Not much surprise actually. At the rate I'm going now I don't even get enough rest so I don't really think I would be able to survive this year. I probably can't get promoted to sec3. The not-enough-sleep and insomia and nightmares are affecting me quite badly because: my math skill and calculating speed have obviously went down, my memory is getting worse, I feel tired all the time, I'm getting paranoid, I can't think straight, I feel like shutting myself away from the rest of the world and sleep all day long.



























I just want to know, why are some people born with perfect, supportive parents while others have parents who don't even know or care about what is going in your life, and don't really care much that about the stress one faced in school and anywhere else, just because back in their time, back in their country, school was easy for them. I mean I know I am not born multi-talented (or even mildly talented), but I do need support too, and you are not being understandable when you assumes things about me all the time. I know you think I'm not being considerate about your feelings, but I need more time than whoever else in the family to adapt to such a huge change, because I hate it when you are so happy around others and moody around me. You never ask about my school, how it was, and all the time you just blame me for not managing my time properly, and assumes I'm pretending to have sleeping difficulties or is under huge amount of pressure in order to get your attention. No it is not a pretense it is real it is there. And I really need to talk to you about it. I don't know how to continue on. I really don't know how anymore.

school#40 '10

I wonder how I'm ever going to cope with all the work in secondary three (especially if I wanted Math RA) when I can't even manage it well in secondary two.

School now and school in back then last year seem totally different now. Academic-wise I'm should be expecting a certain level of stress (since I'm aiming for RA Math and trying not to fail japanese). Just that people are getting very complicated and I'm finding social interactions confusing. I don't get why people say this and do another thing or break promises (making empty promises). Misunderstanding is so common nowadays. Or maybe that's just because my class is a bad mixture of different types of people.

Rock climbing today was quite frustrating. -no offence- but some people climb quite slow and not high emough and I feel a bit annoyed, plus the long time they took to tie knots and wear the harnest. The reason why I like rock climbing and feel slightly better during that lesson is because I get a rush of adrenaline when I could go very high and people are all ant-liked to me and that's the one time I feel superior to others and free of worries.

Most of the time I get inferior complex because those classmates of mine are multi-talented and I feel dumb next to them.

Math was okay. At least math has rule and patterns and every math problem has a way out. Unlike the shitpile I'm getting now.

There's aethetics tomorrow. I'm going to concentrate on making my clock.