there is really no time to use the computer. owh..this week is so bad, i keep falling asleep in ss/geog. i am soo sleepy.
Netball b div won against st theresa's convent 30-26. I called Fadilah after the competition and she phunked me saying they lost 31-30. baddies ah they all. The second match, they beat pierce secondary 48-8. The third match lost to raffles girls' by 30sumtg- 20 sumtg. I hope the next match they can win against Singapore Chinese Girls because they can then get into the next stage of the game..i think....oh plese! They deserve to win sooo much. C div beat fairfield sec. dunno wat score but we got 30 something and they got 3. Wee!!
Met the new netball juniors. They are not very enthusiastic. I only see that Afiqah, who is my old taekwando friend, is enthu. She really loves netball lah...She keeps saying that cos she used to play in p 4-6.
Irdayu, Parveen and Raihan called me Nurse...and then jururawat....and i thought they called me jerawat.
Happy Chinese New Year to All Chinese!!!
especially my dear friends!!! whee
I hope I can make it to Charlene's open house...The Prime Minister is already encouraging us to make stronger the ties between our friends of different races. With the face of terrorism staring at us, what we really need is to strengthen racial ties between Singaporeans...
The Chinese New Year concert was okay.,..but it was quite lengthy.Our own lion dance troupe was impressive...I just wish the teachers would be performing too. I saw most of the male teachers wearing polo tees and jeans...wonder why. Mrs Annie Gay brought her very cuteee baby which everyone stared and cooed at...haha. The balooning part before the concert was fun. Yan Yi's enormous balloon headed dog blew up...haha....that was so funny.
I made new friends...Germaine....very kind and Jessica Seng...very crazy.....and as Mu Jia says, egoistic....We dared her to carry this humongous rat around the canteen...it was larger than her...and she did...My stomach was painful after all the laughing...!!! haha.. There was not alot of people at the canteen though so it was okay for her.
After that, went to watch Memoirs of A Geisha with Shahini, Sadelena and Thilanga. Sade went to eat at Seoul Garden with her classmates and Mr Seng. My former CSP teacher was there too...hahaha...we like wait long long for Sade okay... Geisha was sooo nice!!!! Cute words: dunna and nitta. favourite phrases: "I think I had too much sake"...to be used when i am behaving crazy beyond words..haha
And Im hearing more and more of people using covers of the maihi song....and i thought it was so last year...haha.
Filzah offered me Amaths tuition by her uncle with she and haryani...but i have to refuse... i can ask my uncle...
I like working in IN. I have gotten myself in Media Club under Editorial.
I have extracted 4 of my teeth and awaiting the insertion of metal wires in my mouth after CNY... cant wait.
Till then, I remain,
Nur Safiah a.k.a. NurSa...
(NOT NURSE, jururawat OR jerawat)
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5:04 pm
the most beautiful thing on earth....
i think it's the rainbow.. simply because you don't see it when you want it, that makes it all the more pprecious and when it appears, you give it your full attention, knowing how momentary it is, like glimpses of those happy moments, colorful, in the end fades into the great blue, and you wonder how does such beautiful image formed in the sky, and knowing that man still have not learned how to forge something so beautiful, it brings a relief to you, and again you smell the dew..
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5:31 pm
Safiah's definition of
melt:
To be touched till I show my emotions to the world that I would otherwise keep to myself.- watching sad twist and turns in movies
- seeing weak old people doing jobs for healthy young people
- friends saying their true positive emotions and thoughts about me
- reading poems that enlightens, inspires and guides.
- strangers for eg. makciks treating me like i am someone they know. i was close to tears once when this makcik hugged me and told me to study hard and all the best. i was feeling so down then and this makcik who i smiled at asked me if i was from school. I was at the mosque. Then she talks to me and hugs me and i felt so awe-inspired....
- nature melts my heart like butter....because it is the creation of Allah
- my primary school teachers especially Mrs Wen...she is such a dear...I love her to bits and pieces...She was my form teacher in P1 and p2 and coincidentally, My little brother's form teacher. I was her assistant monitress.
- old memories...i love them so, i hold on tight to them but still, it is the past and i can't relive them.
as i be growing, i'll be adding to this list...
till then, i remain
Nur Safiah a.k.a NurSa
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5:29 pm
The hills were alive with wildflowers
And I was as wild, even wilder than they
For at least I could run, they just died in the sun
And I refused to just wither in place
Just a wild mountain rose, needing freedom to grow
So I ran fearing not where I'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
And the flowers I knew in the fields where I grew
Were content to be lost in the crowd
They were common and close, I had no room for growth
I wanted so much to branch out
I uprooted myself from home ground and left
Took my dreams and I took to the road
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right
In a garden so different from me
I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone
So the garden, one day, set me free
Hitched a ride with the wind and since he was my friend
I just let him decide where we'd go
When a flower grows wild, it can always survive
Wildflowers don't care where they grow
- Dolly Parton
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5:18 pm
i do. i love to but since this is a web page, not paper. i cant. i do have a diary though where all my private mutterings are sealed.
the daisy tan carnival was postponed to the next sunday which was yesterday due to non-stop rain. and yesterday it was hot hot hot! and wowee me forgot to bring sunblock. thus i am typing away with a darker shade of brown skin. or should i say tan? I was p.od because it's not fair really...all of this....
I had my first OAC belay school today. Miss Poon is a nice teacher where she's friendly to people she knows but she does not exactly remember our names. i.e. Me. I had to fall everywhere while my friends supported/spotted me. And i was lifted 1.5 metres to the ground, vertically. My eyes were shut close throughout but I peeked when I was at my friends' shoulder level. I pitied them...I must be so heavy. Tee hee.
So my review for what I am doing so far....I am working like extra hard cos I'm taking two maths when my one maths is not even that good. I was so excited and proud of myself when I finally got answers after solving my 'A' maths questions.
I have found out and came to realise that they all look alike....
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5:16 pm
was nice....
really. I am sitting with the netball people but I really want to change sit because I want to get to know the other people in my class. So far I know 4-- Rachel Tan, Rachel Lam, Patricia, Swee Leng.
My teachers are all supposed to be good. I like my history and ss/geog especialy cos they are Ms Lizah and Mrs Koh who are very good. I know cos they have taught me in Sec 1 and 2 respectively. Im so lucky I didn't get Mr Tan for Chem or E Maths. I have been praying to Allah all holiday. Its not that he's not good...I just dont agree with his method of teaching. I cant understand.
Sec 3s were moved up to the Sec 4 level....poor sec 4s...they felt like they were retained. And poor us! We must climb up an extra level!. But in this way, all the sec 3s can be on the same level, except the class taking art, and the sec 4s can all be on the same level!
We have a new principal. She's ok....there's plenty of time to get to know her better.
I found out that our school is suscribing to The Straits Times but only the Sec 1s and Sec 2s will get it. How sad. I must ask for extras.
Netball got their new jerseys....it's terrific! Very nice and comfy....cant wait to wear it tomorrow for the Daisy Tan carnival.
Till then,
I remain Nur Safiah a.k.a. NurSa.
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1:56 pm
That is true. The reality is so real that i am so scared I'll be a nyanyok when I grow old...the truth is, my memory power is bad....for anything non-educational. Sure I can memorise foemulas and definitions...but practical eveyday things just slip my mind.
Examples:
1. I left my blouse in class aand couldnt get it back because the door was locked.
2. I left my shoebag and umbrella on the seat of the bus stop so I had to patah balik to get it...I had to...Luckily it was there...
I do NOT want to be a scatter brain!!!!
HELP!!
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1:47 pm
