Archive for November, 2003



back in Fairfield

Posted in School

I finally stepped into the new Fairfield building today. The new building definately feels much bigger than the old, with the expanded corridoors, the new building where the volleyball court used to be, and the renovated classrooms. Singspiration and fellowship were held at what used to be the 4A classroom, so I got to sit in there for quite some time and look around. The orientation of the whiteboards and everything was opposite of what it used to be, and ACJC can be seen so much clearer out of the window since those trees have been cleared. More eye candy for the juniors then? :p Looking through the windows on the other side of the classroom, we used to be able to see the pond and the trees around it. Now the whole place is just this patch of land with tiles over it. I think it looks really ugly, and hopefully they’ll do something nicer to it. The whole plot of land seems so built up with little greenery, but then I guess they wanted to make full use of the whole land, and with the expansion there’s not too much space left for all sorts of plants. I miss the wamth of the old classroom; the new one seems somewhat cold and unfeeling… maybe it’s because it’s not the environment I used to study in. It’s nice to go back there though. :)

 

 

message

When I switched on my phone this morning I saw that Darren had sent me a message. He had unexpectedly passed all his papers, and I could be easily inferred from the way the message was that he was overjoyed. The last 2 words he used unnerved me though…

I know it wasn’t nice of my to not message him back and at least tell him that he did a great job or something, but those last 2 words made me feel uncomfortable and I just couldn’t bring myself to reply his message. He may not mean it that way, but still…

 

 

utterly bored

Feeling so utterly bored right now. Hardly anyone seems to be online and those that I was talking too have gone off for some reason. Hopefully they’ll be back soon. I can’t find anything else to surf, there’s nothing nice on tv and I’m not about to do anymore homework today. Someone entertain me? Heh. Boredom is what makes the holidays suck, but then I’d rather be bored that to study anyday. Haha.

 

 

can’t you understand?!

Posted in Rants

I was really pissed with her just now. It was only 11pm, but she was forcing me to get off the computer and go to bed. On normal school days I sleep around 11.30pm, and you can’t possibly expect me to go to sleep at 11pm during the holidays! I don’t even need to wake up early in the first place, nor am I tired enough to be able to fall asleep. If she only made me get off the computer and not go to bed I would have been more understanding, but she starts complaining even when I watch tv at this time, and today she won’t even let me do anything else. Sheesh.

I’m 17, going to be 18 soon, and she doesn’t even trust me to go to bed when I’m tired. I know she’s probably afraid that I’ll get too carried away with playing on the computer and not go to sleep, but I know better than to stay online till 5am or something. I’m old enough to know my limits! I’m not the 7 year old girl she knew 10 years ago who will obey everything she says. Surely I’m old enough to have my own freedom and do some things my own way?!

She’s and early sleeper and wakes up early as well; unfortunately I’m just the opposite. Just because she prefers sleeping early doesn’t mean I have to do the same you know?! It took her so long to understand that I’m not one to wake up early so in recent times she just have up on trying to wake me up at 10am, but I want her to realise that I will go to sleep at my own time! It’s no point even if she forces me to, because I’ll just lie there and wait till she sleeps and find something to do until I’m tired, like now.

If only she would understand… sigh. Things like these make me really pissed, and sometimes I just want to move to the dorms when I go to university just so that I don’t have to put up with all the naggings and the “do this do that”s.

 

 

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