Friday, May 05, 2006

I want


to play tennis every single day.
to play badminton every single day.
to play hockey every single day.
to go jogging every single day.
to do the monkey bars every single day.
to read good chick-lit.
to have a beautiful long conversation with at least one person every day.
to tour Europe. (pretty much sums it up, but it loses the pizzazz. France! Paris! Italy! Venice!)
to sing!
to dance!
that enya cd.


Might as well set my goals.


Academically:
English: High A1
Lit: High A1
Maths: Borderline A2
Chinese: Borderline B3
Biology: Borderline A1
Chem: Average A1
Physics: can't tell yet. Hopefully a borderline A2.
Geography: Borderline A1
History: High A2
MEP: B4
Art: B3


If I hit my targets, perhaps I'll persuade my mum to sign me up for creative writing classes.


Sports:
hockey-
to perfect my tackle, dribble, hit, sweep, false passes. Especially tackle and false passes.


tennis-
just... to be able to play a proper, fast-paced game. And be able to serf over the net.


NAPFA-
60 situps.
30 pullups.
A C for sitandreach, whatever that may be.
An A for standing broad jump, whatever that may be.
An A for my shuttle run, whatever that may be.
At the most, 12 minutes for the 2.4km run.


Maybe I'll considering getting a new hockey stick if I achieve all the sports-related goals.


yay.


Going to the rgs choir concert next Thursday. Supporting Pei Ying, par normalement, haha.
Man, I miss primary school. I miss primary school. I miss it so bad.


ZHONGHUA
I LOVE YOU
I NEED YOU
I WANT YOU SO BAD.


Gone people... up awkward with their things... gone.
From Gone Going by Black Eyed Peas.


Is it me, or does that line definitely have some sexual implications?


And Tom Cruise said something about Katie Holmes now being Kate Holmes because that's a proper name for a child-bearing woman who's grown up and all.


That seems pretty chauvinistic, the asshole.
But if she's okay with it, then, well, okay. Her choice. :/


but jeez. Kate Holmes?


Drove past the stadium place where WP was rallying. My mum and I. Gosh, it was amazing. The place was effing jammed up and everywhere there were people people people!


We backed out though. Too many cars. Not enough space.


Apparently my granduncle on my dad's side was the founder of the Singapore Progressive Party, years and years ago. They lost to PAP though.
Wait, was he my granduncle?
He was my grandmother's sister's husband.
So yeah. We're not related by blood, but it's kind of interesting to have such a, err, political (?) relative. Maybe he's dead now.


Yeah, must be. Otherwise I would've met him before.


Then again, you never know. I've realized that I have no idea who half of the people from my dad's side are. All those distantly related people who know my name, or only recognize me when my grandmother points out that I'm 'ah boy's eldest daughter'.


My dad's known as 'ah boy' in the family, though he's like, forty plus.


Okay.


I am... ah boy's eldest daughter. Cool.