Well.

What insane insanity, these couple days have been.

Yesterday was Psychology tutorial, and I got my assessment back. I got 8.5/10 for the psychology presentation, proving once and for all that Ciel saved the day. I got the highest mark in my presentation group, which was probably for the speaking bit. Oh well. I expected this much of myself.

Today I woke up extremely late after dreaming up (what almost was) my death. It was absolute bedlam after that, and I walked really briskly to school, and when I got there my face was almost completely stiff.

I slept quite a bit in a couple of classes today, which was sad, but I was having an insane headache. (Dreaming something like that. Never happens without negative side effects.)

I got my Literature paper back, and I had a look-see at it. I still can't believe that I actually wrote all that crap on my own, even if it featured my epicly horrible handwriting and even if I winged it by finishing the practice essay an hour before the exam was to begin.

Faith is never, ever, ever, ever going to do her exams that way again. This was luck, in what is probably one of its purest forms. 

Faith, you have really put a lot of thought and consideration into this response, and explored some imaginative possibilities evoked by the words in the poem. I am very impressed by the quality of your reasoning and argument, and feel some of your interpretations are quite sophisticated. You really put this poem under the microscope and explored its secrets - or at least, made some original suggestions about possible meanings. This is far from a surface analysis, which puts it into a higher-quality standard response category.

My only concern - or recommendation for improvement - is that some more formal structuring which reflected the exam question would have connected your essay more clearly with the assessment criteria. Yes, formulaic structuring can make an essay dull, but in an exam, or any other formal assessment, a structure which addresses the question - that is, mentioning ideas, emotions & techniques in a more direct way - often improves the communication, and ensures you answer the question asked.

I think you DID do those things, but not in as formal or direct a way as you might have.

4.75/5

*epic happy shock*

We covered the first couple of pages of Farenheit 451 today. I wonder how I'll fare.

Jane didn't come for class today. Pity, I dressed in my Rum Tum Tugger-inspired clothes again too.

Oh well.

Lit lecture was... exactly like tutorial. Meh.

I had two slices of Margherita pizza today for dinner. Cheesy epic nummyness. How simple it can be~.

I also had a nice sleep till about ten. Then I went out and did a spot of shopping with Natasha, and I had a Lift before coming back.

I pwned Rena and Joyce in Tap Tap Revenge again, and when they played with each other they were evenly matched. No wonder.

But Rena bested my score for Falling Balls, and Joyce topped my FingerSprint scores, wiping me off my own Top Ten board. Oh well. At least I have TTR over them :3

I'm nervous-ish for tomorrow. My Media&Comm assessment is coming back, and I fervently hope I do Sensei proud. Things have gone smoothly for me up to this point, a little too smoothly than what I'm used to, and I'm a little afraid that my Media&Comm assessment will prove to be the turning point. Of course, armed with the information I have, and the fact that it's most likely nearly everyone did their works on something other than Photoshop or GIMP, I'll get something decent. But I want the best for Sensei's article. :<

Gott mit uns. Gott mit uns. Gott mit uns.

And what of Maths? That little trick I did appearing in my North High serafuku isn't going to save my ass, I know, but I wonder how I fared. Hmm. I don't think it'll be too bad either, and I'm expecting probably high 30s early 40s. I don't think it'll be epic fail.

Oh well, God help me here, then.

Kyrie eleison.

Leaving was hard. But the new term was starting so I had to go.

Pity, pity.

The last outings with Yi Yun, Prisia and Iman were fun though. We'll go to Pasta de Waraku again some other time? ´● ω ●`

I did get my Akatsuki jacket in the end, as well as a Kuroshitsuji pin, a mini-Senbonzakura, another pair of ninja sandals, and I found my first pair of sandals and my panda muffler. I also pimped my bag, so now it's fuller with badges than ever.

Homework on the first day of school. Sheesh.

Also today Cephas asked me if I wanted to sit next to him for Psychology lecture. Everyone around him was laughing, even if they'd been through Drama class (likely most of them scored better than me for the mime assessment) it was bloody obvious that he was on a dare.

"No". Said I.

"OHHHHHHHH," echoed the surrounding ensemble.

"Maybe next week". Smiled I.

"WOAHHHHHHHHHHHH," they chorused.

Class was alright as usual. In about an hour my first fencing lesson of the term will commence. Can't wait~

testimonial.

Remember this... testimonials are sugar-coated beings. Swirl the terms around in your head a bit and you might get something closer to my actual personality.

CHARACTER

Faith's sensitive demeanour often belies her perceptive nature and sharp sense of humour. Her quick wit and forthright opinions make for very interesting class discussions. While she is very accommodating and open with expressing her point of view, Faith is also receptive to constructive feedback and resilient in handling the challenges she faces. On a personal level, Faith has proven herself to be loyal in her friendships. As a faithful friend, she would not hesitate to lend a helping hand when needed , and is able to offer her insights to the challenges faced by others. Faith is also passionate about her interests in life and is keen to share her knowledge with others.

PASSION FOR LEARNING

Faith excels in divergent and independent thinking and is able to surface new ideas from different perspectives. She has a natural flair for communicating her views spontaneously, and her sharp intellect has been proven through her consistently cogent and effective communication through the written language. Faith often asks thought-provoking questions to build on existing knowledge, and is not afraid to seek clarifications. She demonstrates creative imagination and strong powers of observation. Adept at stimulating curiosity among her peers to enhance learning, she is highly analytical. When she applies herself, Faith is able to produce work that is original in thought and expression.

COLLABORATION AND LEADERSHIP 

(actually just the collaboration bit. Leadership my foot.)

Faith was a valued member of the English Literary, Drama and Debate Society (ELDDS). She spent a significant amount of time and effort using her interest in computer graphic design to design publicity materials for ELDDS. When given the opportunity to explore her passion for the Aesthetics, Faith was able to immerse herself in the role she was assigned, and demonstrated willingness to invest time in improving her performance. Faith was also part of the team that garnered a Bronze Award at the Singapore Youth Festival Central Judging Competition. For her efforts and contributions, she was awarded the Cedar Achievement Award (Team). An inquisitive pupil who has the potential for further growth, Faith also pursues other interests, such as fencing, outside of school. A discerning pupil, Faith has the ability to reach her personal goals when she puts her mind to it.

ELDDS CRASH

So...

I went to crash ELDDS on Tuesday.

I tried calling Shanice but her phone was off, oh well.

So I went off on my own, with no one to tip them off. XD

And when I got to the third level, Michelle and Prabhmeet saw me ^^.

After we talked for a bit I went in and hung out with everyone, and we folded the clothes that were in the ELDDS store.

They were throwing a lot of things out, including that one cheongsam that caused me rather unfathomable mental pain when I was thirteen. (Actually now I wouldn't mind wearing it again, but it needs sleeves and a looser collar. And preferably, a pair of tights should be in order.) I was given the option of taking it back, but then again, I wouldn't use it, ever, so I declined.

Come to think of it I need to find and buy a decent white kosode, otherwise I'll never be able to wear that violet kimono I bought...

But anyway. The Secondary Threes gave their election speeches that day, with the very novel "Don't Vote For Me, Vote For Us" grabbing me quite strongly. There was at least one person who promised that the only difference between being in the exco and not being in the exco, under her, would be merely a title, which I agreed very strongly with. More people would be willing to follow if distributive leadership was applied more frequently. (I decided to openly declare I didn't want to join the exco because I thought that following was fine, and the only difference was the title too. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha.)

They were pretty good, though admittedly the performances weren't that great. (Extremely biased source. Spoken by person who attended music theatre class with postgraduate students and who went to watch Wicked.)

Then again, on the bright side, that part isn't important, and people who recited their poems had poems that actually sounded good, as compared to my year. (WILL YOUR POEMS FREAKING RHYME PLEASE, YOU'RE PUTTING PEOPLE TO SLEEP.)

The drama people seemed pretty happy with the special announcement after CCA. I was pretty happy too, that they were happy. It took them a while to understand the full effect of it though, thank you Anu.

After that I gave Mr Sng the final bit of the special announcement, and we had a conversation that looked something like this...

Mr Sng: "So, are you whupping the Australians' asses over in Melbourne?"

Me: "...No, because I'm surrounded by Singaporean and Malaysian and Chinese students. And there should be people from Hong Kong and Taiwan too."

Mr Sng: "In which case you aren't."

Me: "Yup."

After that I hung out for a bit with Mrs R.W., who apparently liked Black Sabbath too. She likes Iron Maiden and Deep Purple too, which I shall need to see.

After Mrs R.W. left, I found Ms Siew, and we talked for a little bit about my cosplay plans as Sebastian.

After Prisia and Iman and Sakinah came over, Ms Siew left, and we went to collect our graduation certificates, the testimonial of which you will see in due course. We met Mr Sng and Ms Poon, and talked a bit about how life was for us.

Mr Sng has apparently, as a preventive measure after my little stunt last year, barred narratives alluding to vampires to be written in his class (mostly because he misunderstood my work; it was about a mafia induction, not a vampire fic). Which leaves me a happy girl, because I am not only selfish, but also, I am a Twilight-basher. The advantages I see in Mr Sng's move are as follows...

• Since Twilight is obviously a very screwed representation of vampires (they're VAMPIRES, Stephenie, not superheroes), and there seem to be many Twihards in Cedar (and everywhere else), vampires are liable to be very screwed over without Mr Sng's preventive measure.
• My "very gothic and vampirish" narrative will never be bested by another work in the future, and the 26/30 mark I got is hence the final word in dark fiction of the sort in his class.
• I'd hate to imagine legit vampire fic written at the secondary school level, actually. I have no idea how people would actually carry it off. Especially after the epic train-wreck that Twilight is.
• Woah, this rule was created because of me. This is the second time, I think, that Mr Sng's created a rule because of me. Maybe one day I'll go back to Cedar, borrow someone's student handbook, and see the rules clearly stating that socks can only be three fingers' width in length above the ankle. Because of me.

After that I went to Ajisen Ramen and had my first nan-kotsu ramen in ages. It was an awesome conclusion to an awesome afternoon :3

Oh right, did I mention? I'm in Singapore now.

Literature exam went...well.

I was supposed to prepare two poems just in case one didn't come out. So I prepared The First Born by Jack Davis and Bitter by Ifi Amadiume. The First Born was very much emphasised upon both in tutorial and at lecture, and so was Bitter, but Bitter was covered much earlier. I finished the preparatory essay about half an hour before I left for the exam, and so the points were very very fresh in my head. And at the final moment, when I saw both poems had come out, against my better judgement (I know it was against my better judgement because there was a voice in my head yelling "THIS IS YOUR BETTER JUDGEMENT. DON'T DO IT.") I chose Bitter, instead of The First Born, which many people were banking on.

Do not try at home. (I know I won't again.)

I wore a one-piece black dress to the exam. People thought I was cosplaying even though I wasn't. XD

I think I'll try to procure a Younger Orochimaru kimono. I think it's pretty :3 (And I can wear it to exams, too.)

But Monday was very cold, and so I ended up sleeping through fencing. *sigh*

Monday night was insanely fun! Joyce and Natasha and me sat outside the M1-M4 corridor like hobos in near darkness, and we talked to Kuo Wei. And I brought out my MacBook and it started hitting on Kuo Wei. (MACBOOK VOICE FTW.) Afterwards I started recording Kuo Wei's conversation with the whole lot of us, right up till the point where it ended.

Later Joyce and I went to the tea-room and I started chopping up the recording. We made it into a pretty recording that made Kuo Wei look like a total asshole. He now swears bloody revenge on me. How nice of him! :D

I didn't sleep a wink that night. Hanging clothes and stuff.

At about six I took a nice long shower and got into a blazer-collared shirt-tie combination. Most pretty indeed, and I camwhored in the first level toilet later. I may post pictures if I feel like it.

I slept a little on the sofa on the first level later, before I woke up and had breakfast and announced my forthcoming departure. After that I showed the people in the dining room the [modified] recording and they laughed. I went up later to pack, and saw Kuo Wei, where he swore bloody revenge on me, as I said above.

I went out after a little bit of packing to buy chocolate and a two books on theatre. And after that I stayed in my room and packed and packed, until I was done.

Then I went down with my (bloody heavy: 20.3kg) luggage, and I saw Cheryl and Joyce and Jessica and Rena and Natasha, so I said something along the lines of "Well, see you in about three weeks then.", and I smiled and skipped off to the stairwell where my luggage was.

They pursued me and demanded a proper farewell. Hmm.

So we talked for a bit about what I was going to do, things like that.

And in the end the bus came and so I went off.

I found out when I checked in that, to my horror, I was an Unaccompanied Minor. Which never bodes well when you're sixteen going on seventeen.

I had a peaceful lunch at Subway before going to embrace my U.M. life. I decided that I had to look the part, and took out my Starburst Rattlesnakes (Re-juiced, 30% less sugar) and held them in one hand, and I took out Mochi and held him in my free arm. I think I looked sufficiently immature, but I don't know.

May I mention I'm never going to eat anything from the Re-juiced range again? I like sugar, sankyuu very much. Re-juiced gummies seem to be for masochistic people.

The airport staff raised his eyebrows when he saw Mochi pass through the X-ray. He thought it was a voodoo doll, the poor guy.

I had to sit at the gates about half an hour to an hour before I could board. It was insanely boring in ways I cannot describe. And it got even more insanely boring when I got on the plane.

Listen to music. Eat Rattlesnakes. Read. Listen. Eat. Read. And when the Rattlesnakes ran out I had to substitute them for LCMs (which tasted better, but were in short short supply).

I had beef goulash for dinner, which was nummy. And ice cream too. The man beside me would drink only alcohol. Beer. Red wine. Whathaveyou. It was insane, I felt dumb sitting beside him and ordering only apple juice every time she came along.

But it went alright, and when the time came to disembark, I went to the Business Class area to sit for a little.

I'd never sat in Business Class before, so you can imagine my happiness with the extra legroom (IN YOUR FACE CLAUSTROPHOBIC ECONOMY/LIVESTOCK CLASS.). Also I found that the footrest was adjustable, so I pushed a couple of buttons, and the footrest went in, and out, and in... it was fun! ^^

Also I saw the outside of a lightning storm. Very beautiful at night, I tells you. Most of the time it was just flashing white light, but sometimes if I was lucky I'd see an actual lightning bolt. Once I saw a silver one draw itself out across the sky, and I thought how beautiful it was to cause such art in the atmosphere.

But we landed. Oh well.

I met Prisia and Tereza at the gates, along with Earth and Mummy, and later I met Fedora, Darren and Sylvia. I gave Tereza postcards from Manifest and Amaranth, which I got from the Minifest room for Amaranth. I handed Fedora the Rondoletti wafers she asked for (she was addicted too!), and after getting an iced Milo, we talked for a bit, and then went our separate ways. Prisia got a lift home from Mummy though, and so I let her listen to The Wizard And I, which, as I predicted, she objected vehemently against. It was most enjoyable indeed.

The moment I got home and dragged in my luggage, my luggage got stuck in the door. I tried to pull it in for a bit, and Dad came up and frantically yelled "No, no don't pull! I'll carry it in for you!"

"Motherly as usual, I see," I replied.

And so my life in Singapore began again.

I went to Aston's, had dinner at home, ate 10 of Din Tai Feng's xiao long bao at one shot, resumed my romance with Mummy's panfried fish and cream of watercress and mashed potatoes with bacon and brown sauce, had McDonald's, ate at Popeye's, nom'd on Delifrance, consumed Crystal Jade xiao long bao, fell in love again with my auntie's curry chicken, and tasted the kolo mee at City Plaza.

I also went for the Good Friday service at HoGC for the first time ever since I joined it, visited the fencers, watched Cats (RUM TUM TUGGER. I LOVES YOU SO. YOU BEAT THAT PARTRIDGE DUDE ANY DAY.), re-layered my hair, and had a facial.

Oh right, about Cats. The strong call of nature forced me to miss the last three musical numbers of the first act. :<

BUT at least I didn't miss any strong Rum Tum Tugger moments! I really like him, he's like the perfect J-Rocker Jellicle Cat. Totally acts like it, with gyrating hips thrown in.

Also I had the opportunity to see three people from the cast getting out the back of the auditorium door nearest where I was. They were insanely tired. They sort of like staggered out the door, and they were all breathing very, very deeply. One of them stopped just outside the cast lounge and stood there for a while, bent over and obviously nearly exhausted, but the moment I began to walk over to him he regained his composure and walked into the lounge.

The other two who came after him, I asked if they were fine. And they were :3

I kind of get why they were exhausted, because there were very few moments in the entire musical when they weren't singing, dancing, or doing both at the same time, it seems there're very few speaking (not singing) bits in Cats. And their dancing..jazz, tap, ballet. Stuff I wanted to learn. Ballet alone takes a lot of energy. Hmm...

I guess that was a consolation prize for not watching that segment of the show. Ah well.

I finished Kuroshitsuji (anime). I love love love the ending, even though it has no sense of closure at all it's still so very beautiful. It also makes me want to cosplay Sebastian even more. (It also makes the pressure of cosplaying Sebastian even more intense.)

I watched Hetalia and DMC, both of which are awesome in their own ways, but which ultimately cannot compare to Kuroshitsuji. (Maybe DMC can, but it's a human production limited by human effects. MatsuKen is still the most pwnsome actor I've seen for a bit, to transition so smoothly from L to Negishi/Krauser. Not directly, but still.)

I'm really psyched for tomorrow, because I'm going to crash Cedar and meet my juniors and teachers and everyone. Also if I can I'd like to get that floor-length black pleated teacher-type skirt from the store I saw today. :D

The pictures

...yokatta~, all that stuff's been removed. I feel much better now.

Sasuke x Itachi.

Edward Elric

Cross Marian with a disturbing mask on. He looks much better without it.

Mello and L (mini).

Disturbing yaoi scene between Reno and a Minifest volunteer.

How I will die.

Moi. :D This was not run through Photoshop at all! (But I did colour-process it a bit in iPhoto XD)