Blogs! I've compiled all the blogs of 6As I know.
http://zhp6a.proboards23.com/ [This ain't a blog but it might as well be.]
http://www.6a04rox4eva.blogspot.com/ Jacqueline
www.haruka1.blogspot.com Elaine
www.christmasbubbles.blogspot.com Valerie
http://haha-laughterishappiness.blogspot.com Jasmine
http://websteph.blogspot.com Stephanie
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Saturday, January 29, 2005
6A 2004
I really do miss 6A 2004. Wonder which school everyone went to...
So far I know that Blossom gone's to PLMGS. Valerie and Jacky have gone to Anderson. Xingzi has gone to Xinmin. Gary, Chu Heng, Kester, Ee Vian, Zong Han and Wen Kai have gone to ZSS. Delphine's gone to SNGS, like me. Pei Ying, Guiqi and Xinqi have gone to RGS. Lucky them! Stephanie, Lena and Peck Khee have gone to Mayflower. Peck Khee? I'm not very sure. Oh, and I know that Joshua has gone to Ping Yi. Any guys gone to RI? Maristella? Chinese High? Catholic High?
Which school have Adeline and Sarah or any of the rest gone to? Can anyone tell me, please? Please tell me all the schools 6A people you know have gone to in your comments...Thanks!
I really, really miss Zhonghua. Everything about Zhonghua.
So familiar, yet so unfamiliar...
So far I know that Blossom gone's to PLMGS. Valerie and Jacky have gone to Anderson. Xingzi has gone to Xinmin. Gary, Chu Heng, Kester, Ee Vian, Zong Han and Wen Kai have gone to ZSS. Delphine's gone to SNGS, like me. Pei Ying, Guiqi and Xinqi have gone to RGS. Lucky them! Stephanie, Lena and Peck Khee have gone to Mayflower. Peck Khee? I'm not very sure. Oh, and I know that Joshua has gone to Ping Yi. Any guys gone to RI? Maristella? Chinese High? Catholic High?
Which school have Adeline and Sarah or any of the rest gone to? Can anyone tell me, please? Please tell me all the schools 6A people you know have gone to in your comments...Thanks!
I really, really miss Zhonghua. Everything about Zhonghua.
So familiar, yet so unfamiliar...
Saturday, January 22, 2005
My Life Now
I just got my new -and first ever- hockey stick today! I got accepted into my school's hockey team, you see. =) I'm really excited. New school, new CCA, new life. Of course, spiced with memories of my Primary School life, which I still miss terribly.
Anyway, the living have to move on, but I'll still take some memories along with me.
I feel so left out. Here I am in St Nicholas Girls' School, a prestigious, renowned SAP school, placed among the top pupils in Singapore, when I'm not even intelligent. Well, not really, anyway. I always was a very average pupil in ZPS, which I expect I'll be in SNGS, although there is a craving to be intelligent.
Anyway...hockey! I like -no, love- the sport. Sounds pretty cool. It being a sports CCA, I'll get to take part in competitions etc etc. Sounds fun! I just hope it won't interfere too much with my studies and home life. Anyway, I'm excited all the same.
I've made some new friends, which is rather surprising considering how anti-social I am. I'm thankful to God for sending my friendship. SNGS won't seem that bad anymore with friends, especially with a classmate who's also in Hockey, albeit the fact that's we're not very close.
I hate chauvinists, y'know? All chauvinists should be blasted off the face of the Earth. Don't you think so? I especially hate male chauvinists. WHO THE HECK said that females should only and were born to cook, clean, have babies, listen to the males in their life etc? If that were true, God might as well have made a robot that looked like a female, was obedient, able to have babies, do housework etc instead of Eve. AND another he would have made the robot - unfeeling, except to "love" her stupid chauvinistic husband and children. Don't you agree? Life is so biased against females.
Y'know, I often play football with some guys who live near my house, together with a few girl friends. Us girls were usually made the goalkeepers, mostly because my friends wanted to, and also because none of the guys really wanted to be goalkeepers. I point blank refused to be goalkeeper most of the time, cos I was really bad at goalkeeping, and also because goalkeeping was boring. No action! Anyway, just today my team was debating who the goalkeeper should be. They wanted me to be goalkeeper, cause I was the only girl in the team (all my friends were randomly sorted into the other team). I refused, so a guy who would admittedly be better at the role of striker offered to be the goalkeeper.
Y'know what another guy in the team protested?
"No! The girls should be the goalkeepers!"
I furiously retorted why only girls should be goalkeepers, and he was speechless. I was fuming, and the guy who offered to be the goalkeeper got the role (I suspect he was quite unwilling).
What do they think us girls are? THINGS to play the role of goalkeeper that no one really wants? Ornaments on the field that no one looks at, yet depends on the save the ball? The guys don't appreciate us at all. I'm making it a point to stop playing soccer with them, at least for a few days.
Stasya
Anyway, the living have to move on, but I'll still take some memories along with me.
I feel so left out. Here I am in St Nicholas Girls' School, a prestigious, renowned SAP school, placed among the top pupils in Singapore, when I'm not even intelligent. Well, not really, anyway. I always was a very average pupil in ZPS, which I expect I'll be in SNGS, although there is a craving to be intelligent.
Anyway...hockey! I like -no, love- the sport. Sounds pretty cool. It being a sports CCA, I'll get to take part in competitions etc etc. Sounds fun! I just hope it won't interfere too much with my studies and home life. Anyway, I'm excited all the same.
I've made some new friends, which is rather surprising considering how anti-social I am. I'm thankful to God for sending my friendship. SNGS won't seem that bad anymore with friends, especially with a classmate who's also in Hockey, albeit the fact that's we're not very close.
I hate chauvinists, y'know? All chauvinists should be blasted off the face of the Earth. Don't you think so? I especially hate male chauvinists. WHO THE HECK said that females should only and were born to cook, clean, have babies, listen to the males in their life etc? If that were true, God might as well have made a robot that looked like a female, was obedient, able to have babies, do housework etc instead of Eve. AND another he would have made the robot - unfeeling, except to "love" her stupid chauvinistic husband and children. Don't you agree? Life is so biased against females.
Y'know, I often play football with some guys who live near my house, together with a few girl friends. Us girls were usually made the goalkeepers, mostly because my friends wanted to, and also because none of the guys really wanted to be goalkeepers. I point blank refused to be goalkeeper most of the time, cos I was really bad at goalkeeping, and also because goalkeeping was boring. No action! Anyway, just today my team was debating who the goalkeeper should be. They wanted me to be goalkeeper, cause I was the only girl in the team (all my friends were randomly sorted into the other team). I refused, so a guy who would admittedly be better at the role of striker offered to be the goalkeeper.
Y'know what another guy in the team protested?
"No! The girls should be the goalkeepers!"
I furiously retorted why only girls should be goalkeepers, and he was speechless. I was fuming, and the guy who offered to be the goalkeeper got the role (I suspect he was quite unwilling).
What do they think us girls are? THINGS to play the role of goalkeeper that no one really wants? Ornaments on the field that no one looks at, yet depends on the save the ball? The guys don't appreciate us at all. I'm making it a point to stop playing soccer with them, at least for a few days.
Stasya
Sunday, January 09, 2005
CHIJ St Nicholas Girls School
I got into St Nicholas! The school is so big...so big that you can get lost in it. My teacher is ok so far, but my cousin, who graduated from the school last year, claims that he's rather strict. I'm in the Music Elective Program, commonly known as MEP, though I would rather not take it. Making friends can sometimes be a problem for me, but I survive in the end - with friends. Anyway, I'd rather be back in Zhonghua Primary School. Life there sounds much more tempting than life here. Why, why did I treasure the amount of homework (albeit plenty) given to me in Primary School? In St Nichs there'll probably be much more homework.
I want to join Hockey, and maybe Track and Field. Sounds fun. NO WAY am I going to join a boring uniform group again. No can do. Unless, of course, misfortune comes my way and I get sorted into St Johns/ Girl Guides/ NPCC. ELDDS is also a little tempting, but acting has never really been my forté...
Ooh. I hate to boast, but I'm over the moon with new of my PSLE score. I received the results ages ago but forgot to post the good news...256! I am jumping with glee, literally. Well, I was jumping with glee, but I'm still overjoyed. Before the PSLE I could only dream of getting such a high score...Ok, zilch with the so called boasting.
Now, Soccer! I'm starting to like the game. Am I crazy? Ok, maybe not. I've taking a liking to reading Chinese books, provided that I can actually understand the words...Which makes my selection of Chinese books limited. Not funny.
According to my friend, an A1 (75-100) is actually hard to get. I can not believe it. In secondary school, 75 marks and above is actually HARD to get! ohjeez. What have I gotten myself into? An A2, albeit the nice ring to the word, is actually 70 to 74 marks. ohjeezohjeezohjeez. An A1 is HARD to get!
Anyway, the pain has eased. The memories have faded. Still, the sight refreshes everything. I want so badly to go visit Zhonghua Primary again, see my school...
Zhonghua Primary will ALWAYS be my school. 中华小学
Stasya
I want to join Hockey, and maybe Track and Field. Sounds fun. NO WAY am I going to join a boring uniform group again. No can do. Unless, of course, misfortune comes my way and I get sorted into St Johns/ Girl Guides/ NPCC. ELDDS is also a little tempting, but acting has never really been my forté...
Ooh. I hate to boast, but I'm over the moon with new of my PSLE score. I received the results ages ago but forgot to post the good news...256! I am jumping with glee, literally. Well, I was jumping with glee, but I'm still overjoyed. Before the PSLE I could only dream of getting such a high score...Ok, zilch with the so called boasting.
Now, Soccer! I'm starting to like the game. Am I crazy? Ok, maybe not. I've taking a liking to reading Chinese books, provided that I can actually understand the words...Which makes my selection of Chinese books limited. Not funny.
According to my friend, an A1 (75-100) is actually hard to get. I can not believe it. In secondary school, 75 marks and above is actually HARD to get! ohjeez. What have I gotten myself into? An A2, albeit the nice ring to the word, is actually 70 to 74 marks. ohjeezohjeezohjeez. An A1 is HARD to get!
Anyway, the pain has eased. The memories have faded. Still, the sight refreshes everything. I want so badly to go visit Zhonghua Primary again, see my school...
Zhonghua Primary will ALWAYS be my school. 中华小学
Stasya
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The pain has eased. The memories have faded. Yet, the sight refreshes everything.
The pain has eased. The memories have faded. Yet, the sight refreshes everything.
**The above and below are not related.**
No one knows, no one suspects. They link il to someone else. For now, I am safe from their gossip and teasing. Do I really have a true friend among the three?
My eyes follow him when he's nearby. When he arrives, my heart rejoices silently, but my mouth says something different.
No one knows, no one suspects.
Stasya
**The above and below are not related.**
No one knows, no one suspects. They link il to someone else. For now, I am safe from their gossip and teasing. Do I really have a true friend among the three?
My eyes follow him when he's nearby. When he arrives, my heart rejoices silently, but my mouth says something different.
No one knows, no one suspects.
Stasya
Saturday, November 13, 2004
Cruel Reality
Until the 8th of November, I was totally indifferent about leaving my primary school. I had finished my Primary School Leaving Examinations a month ago, and would be going to a new school next year. I was troubled, in a way, but I was barely aware of it before. It was like a nagging problem which I didn't know how to handle, and had pushed to the back of my head where it would stay until I remembered it.
A P6 Graduation Camp was held on the 8th of November. My class had to be split up, something wihch I was extremely sore about.
Well, I joined the second group and went to Kallang, where we went Dragon Boating. It was fun, especially when members of a different boat splashed water at us whenever our two boats came close together. Of course, we retaliated by splashing water back at them. Then we went to Punggol Park, where we had some boring Team Building Activities. Then, for the grand "finale", we returned to school for dinner and the campfire. There, my class, 6A, was finally reunited.
We were given Nasi Lemak -with vegetables, much to my disgust- for dinner. It was a below average dinner...Scarcely palatable. Before that we had to change into our Camp T-Shirts.
Then came the campfire. I loved every moment of it, except the part when the ground was damp. Well, I escaped to the damp area to sit bcoz of some secret fear. Not of fire, of course. Then I returned to the dry area to sit after a while.
During the campfire, I took a good look at the faces of my classmates. Lee Peck Khee, Goh Pei Ying, Janice Tan, Tan Qian Ni, Jacqueline Choo, Adeline Chia, Samantha Tay, Tan Wei Gin, Stephanie Loh, Elaine Chen, Lena Goh, Amos Tay, Ian Goh, Travis Chia, Tay Yu Liang, Joshua Chia, Gary Chew, Woon Zong Han, Eugene Chua, Clarence Ong, Steven Yuwono, Stanley Yuwono, Ferris Utama Falisman, Sarah Tan, Delphine Toh, Look Xinqi, Valerie Sum, Jasmine Wong, Liow Xingzi, Pook Wen Kai, Kester Tan, Loi Ee Vian, Blossom Chan, Chew Zhi Xuan, Ng Sian Ching, Eng Chu Heng, Huo Dong Hui...And Lew Gui Qi, Yusaku Fukushima, Eugene Yip, and Teddy Handra Hon who were all absent at the camp. I'm noting down their names so as to increase the chances of remembering my classmates.
Then the realization hit me. I was leaving Zhonghua Primary School, leaving the classmates whom I had grown to regard as good friends. There was only a slight chance that I would ever see them again. I was leaving Zhonghua. Zhonghua had nurtured me for six years. I had seen it grow and glow, fail and succeed. It had provided me with so much warmth and care a normal family could never have given. It had instilled knowledge and values in me. And to think that in a few weeks, I would be leaving it.
Then I thought about what life would be like in my new secondary school.
-Staying back for classes almost everyday.
-Studying for so many subjects.
-Missing all the friends I made at Zhonghua.
-Missing the relaxed life in Zhonghua.
-Enduring heaps of homework.
-Perhaps even missing all the teachers who had been so homourous, so supportive...
Secondary school would certainly be a living hell. I really felt like crying once I thought of leaving Zhonghua and entering Secondary School. I'm not kidding.
I'm leaving Zhonghua. I'm leaving Zhonghua. I'm leaving Zhonghua.
A P6 Graduation Camp was held on the 8th of November. My class had to be split up, something wihch I was extremely sore about.
Well, I joined the second group and went to Kallang, where we went Dragon Boating. It was fun, especially when members of a different boat splashed water at us whenever our two boats came close together. Of course, we retaliated by splashing water back at them. Then we went to Punggol Park, where we had some boring Team Building Activities. Then, for the grand "finale", we returned to school for dinner and the campfire. There, my class, 6A, was finally reunited.
We were given Nasi Lemak -with vegetables, much to my disgust- for dinner. It was a below average dinner...Scarcely palatable. Before that we had to change into our Camp T-Shirts.
Then came the campfire. I loved every moment of it, except the part when the ground was damp. Well, I escaped to the damp area to sit bcoz of some secret fear. Not of fire, of course. Then I returned to the dry area to sit after a while.
During the campfire, I took a good look at the faces of my classmates. Lee Peck Khee, Goh Pei Ying, Janice Tan, Tan Qian Ni, Jacqueline Choo, Adeline Chia, Samantha Tay, Tan Wei Gin, Stephanie Loh, Elaine Chen, Lena Goh, Amos Tay, Ian Goh, Travis Chia, Tay Yu Liang, Joshua Chia, Gary Chew, Woon Zong Han, Eugene Chua, Clarence Ong, Steven Yuwono, Stanley Yuwono, Ferris Utama Falisman, Sarah Tan, Delphine Toh, Look Xinqi, Valerie Sum, Jasmine Wong, Liow Xingzi, Pook Wen Kai, Kester Tan, Loi Ee Vian, Blossom Chan, Chew Zhi Xuan, Ng Sian Ching, Eng Chu Heng, Huo Dong Hui...And Lew Gui Qi, Yusaku Fukushima, Eugene Yip, and Teddy Handra Hon who were all absent at the camp. I'm noting down their names so as to increase the chances of remembering my classmates.
Then the realization hit me. I was leaving Zhonghua Primary School, leaving the classmates whom I had grown to regard as good friends. There was only a slight chance that I would ever see them again. I was leaving Zhonghua. Zhonghua had nurtured me for six years. I had seen it grow and glow, fail and succeed. It had provided me with so much warmth and care a normal family could never have given. It had instilled knowledge and values in me. And to think that in a few weeks, I would be leaving it.
Then I thought about what life would be like in my new secondary school.
-Staying back for classes almost everyday.
-Studying for so many subjects.
-Missing all the friends I made at Zhonghua.
-Missing the relaxed life in Zhonghua.
-Enduring heaps of homework.
-Perhaps even missing all the teachers who had been so homourous, so supportive...
Secondary school would certainly be a living hell. I really felt like crying once I thought of leaving Zhonghua and entering Secondary School. I'm not kidding.
I'm leaving Zhonghua. I'm leaving Zhonghua. I'm leaving Zhonghua.
Monday, November 08, 2004
Christmas Carols
People in Singapore never go caroling. Isn't it a shame? Christmas is for everyone, Christian or Non-Christian, Catholic or Non-Catholic. There's no snow in Singapore, but what's the difference?
Won't it be wonderful to go from door to door, singing merrily to lift everyone's Christmas Spirits? Besides, Christmas Carols are beautiful songs. They aren't exactly pop songs, rock n roll or the like, but they have a special air about them that distinguishes them from other songs. Songs like "What Child is This", "Silent Night", and such are simply enchanting.
Caroling is a strong way of expressing one's love for Christmas and the Lord.
Christmas is around the corner, by the way. Do try to get into the Christmas Spirit!
Loving Christmas,
Stasya
Won't it be wonderful to go from door to door, singing merrily to lift everyone's Christmas Spirits? Besides, Christmas Carols are beautiful songs. They aren't exactly pop songs, rock n roll or the like, but they have a special air about them that distinguishes them from other songs. Songs like "What Child is This", "Silent Night", and such are simply enchanting.
Caroling is a strong way of expressing one's love for Christmas and the Lord.
Christmas is around the corner, by the way. Do try to get into the Christmas Spirit!
Loving Christmas,
Stasya
Sunday, November 07, 2004
Désolé, je ne vous aime pas.
Désolé, je ne vous aime pas. Sorry, I don't like you.
C'est dommage. This is just too bad.
Has my life just gotten worse? My Saturday, 5th Nov, was ruined. Or was it 4th Nov? Whatever.
I love French. I'm going to throw myself into the French language now, and study it whole-heartedly. After all, the exams ARE over... Well, I love French. I should start a post in French tomorrow, or later on.
J'irai a la geurre. I will go to war.
D'ici peu, j'aurai un chat. Before long, I will have a cat.
J'adore des chiens. I like dogs.
Je le connais. I know him.
Il nous connais. He knows us.
Elle lui a donné ce numéro. She gave her/him this number.
Ta peré est fou. Your father is crazy. (f)
Ton peré est fou. Your father is crazy. (m)
Elle va manger. She is going to eat.
How was that?
I'd like to ride a horse on day. And when I retire, I'm going to move to Scotland, Switzerland or the countryside in some other country and tend to my garden until the day I pass on...And while I young I'm gonna write a book. Minus the modern stuff and all that, I really should have been born a few centuries ago. I'm old-fashioned. but I still like to follow certain trends.
Stasya
C'est dommage. This is just too bad.
Has my life just gotten worse? My Saturday, 5th Nov, was ruined. Or was it 4th Nov? Whatever.
I love French. I'm going to throw myself into the French language now, and study it whole-heartedly. After all, the exams ARE over... Well, I love French. I should start a post in French tomorrow, or later on.
J'irai a la geurre. I will go to war.
D'ici peu, j'aurai un chat. Before long, I will have a cat.
J'adore des chiens. I like dogs.
Je le connais. I know him.
Il nous connais. He knows us.
Elle lui a donné ce numéro. She gave her/him this number.
Ta peré est fou. Your father is crazy. (f)
Ton peré est fou. Your father is crazy. (m)
Elle va manger. She is going to eat.
How was that?
I'd like to ride a horse on day. And when I retire, I'm going to move to Scotland, Switzerland or the countryside in some other country and tend to my garden until the day I pass on...And while I young I'm gonna write a book. Minus the modern stuff and all that, I really should have been born a few centuries ago. I'm old-fashioned. but I still like to follow certain trends.
Stasya
Thursday, November 04, 2004
totally.random
Hey ya! Stasya is back in the house, and ready to...? Slip of the finger; I don't know what I'm typing. Sheepish, really. I'm just a girl. A bored girl. And bored girls like me get restless easily - Just as easily as fire burns dry paper.
24 Nov is my day of doom/bliss. Wish me luck, though my fate is already decided...Script markers are cruel. I get the jitters thinking about the steel hands marking the papers full of either knowledge or nonsense.
I told a secret to one of my friends. Not an exactly close one, so I quite regret my decision. It was a Truth or Dare game. Well...I'll clasp my hands in prayer and pray that my secret will not be the next juicy gossip in school. *crosses fingers* I'll be embarrassed if it does. Very embarrassed.
I don't like people with poor command of the English grammar. Poor grammar sucks all the way. Why can't people learn how to speak properly? For pete's sake, what DID their parents teach them?
I like to lie, remember? I'll make sure you never forget.
Truely yours, (remember that I like to lie)
StasYa
24 Nov is my day of doom/bliss. Wish me luck, though my fate is already decided...Script markers are cruel. I get the jitters thinking about the steel hands marking the papers full of either knowledge or nonsense.
I told a secret to one of my friends. Not an exactly close one, so I quite regret my decision. It was a Truth or Dare game. Well...I'll clasp my hands in prayer and pray that my secret will not be the next juicy gossip in school. *crosses fingers* I'll be embarrassed if it does. Very embarrassed.
I don't like people with poor command of the English grammar. Poor grammar sucks all the way. Why can't people learn how to speak properly? For pete's sake, what DID their parents teach them?
I like to lie, remember? I'll make sure you never forget.
Truely yours, (remember that I like to lie)
StasYa
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Sweet Boredom
How can boredom possibly be sweet? Trust me, I'm not lying this time. Anyway, I've never lied in my life. Before you laugh...Well, anyway...
Exams are long over and there's nothing much to do in school, 'cept for playing card games, badminton, computer lab, recess, etc. Sweet boredom!
I spend my time reading in class. When I finish reading the book, I get bored. So, I start to write. Now that's sweet, really sweet. I write all sorts of things, God knows what. When I can't think of anything to write, I get bored again. I'm a sort of kiasu person, so I don't really dare to listen to my mp3 player. Hey, who knows what the teacher might say?! I just sit on the seat and well, continue to sit. I rest my head on the table...And drift off to sleep? Nah. Don't count on it. That's sweet, although I feel bored. Sweet boredom. Do you get me? I have this feeling...no.
Whatever it is, whatever "whatever it is" means and so on...I don't know what to write anymore. Downstairs is my piano teacher. My little sis is going first, so I'll take my piano lesson later...yux. yux. yux. yux. bLuRg
Oops, gotta go. Repair man here. I've gotta...run.
Stasya
Exams are long over and there's nothing much to do in school, 'cept for playing card games, badminton, computer lab, recess, etc. Sweet boredom!
I spend my time reading in class. When I finish reading the book, I get bored. So, I start to write. Now that's sweet, really sweet. I write all sorts of things, God knows what. When I can't think of anything to write, I get bored again. I'm a sort of kiasu person, so I don't really dare to listen to my mp3 player. Hey, who knows what the teacher might say?! I just sit on the seat and well, continue to sit. I rest my head on the table...And drift off to sleep? Nah. Don't count on it. That's sweet, although I feel bored. Sweet boredom. Do you get me? I have this feeling...no.
Whatever it is, whatever "whatever it is" means and so on...I don't know what to write anymore. Downstairs is my piano teacher. My little sis is going first, so I'll take my piano lesson later...yux. yux. yux. yux. bLuRg
Oops, gotta go. Repair man here. I've gotta...run.
Stasya
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