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Friday, March 31, 2006
I never really knew how much of an impact St. John had made on my life until today. I never knew how deeply the years of first aid training had been seared into my very instinct.
There have only been two cases before today where I have seen serious first aid situations.
One was WeiQuan's classmate at sports day who fainted and did not recover, and later on we discovered that person had med conditions.
The other was Junhao, who, as mentioned in a previous post, got hit by a car while running across a road.
In both cases, I had a bunch of first aiders with me and was half-expecting trouble.
But today was so so stupid.
It was just copying the topics for the review test, and then there was the thump. I thought chuaH had fallen off his chair (cos he was the only one directly behind me), and I was turning around to give him some of his klutz comments back heh. But I beheld a totally different scene.
When I saw my mind blanked. Training took over. All my senses except that of sight were shut down. How do I describe it. It was like a seriously bad dream. It was just him and me. So many things were crowding into my mind at the same time, the product of 4 years of memorizing signs and symptoms. My thought process looked something like this.
seizureconvulsionfoamingmajorepilepsydon'tapproachkeepalldangerousobjectsaway
don'ttrytostophimdon't putanythingintohismouthfoaminghisairwayisclearbreathingis
inimminentdanger etcetc
Well you get the idea. In the maybe 1.5 seconds it took me to cover the distance to him so many things crowded in at the same time. I wasn't even thinking of moving. My legs did it for me, as if the training made my naturally gravitate towards any casualty.
And suddenly, to cap it all off, he was suddenly sitting up yelling "Happy April Fools' Day!". I admit I slapped him (on the back). My muscles had gone from sleepy and relaxed, to so tightly wound up, and suddenly the situation didn't warrant such tension.... Well, the energy had to go somewhere, so I just vented it on the nearest moving object. Of all the ****** he still had the nerve to ask "so what were you doing that would have helped if it were real?"
Sure, at first I could laugh, but there was just so much wound up tension. My old first aid manual describes it as "Post traumatic stress disorder". When he sat up and went happy april fools I just felt like bursting into tears because of the sheer anti-climax of the thing, when your emotions go through a 180 deg turn.... your emotional system is totally shattered. When we went upstairs for GP, I was already feeling horrible and feeling like so disgusted with myself. When I went into the toilet, I could feel my heart thumping at 120 strokes a minute (20 over the normal, for non-firstaiders), and my hands were shaking as though I had hypothermia.
What kinda first aider am I man....
But frankly, in training they assume you do everything n you feel happy and all... In reality this feeling is something that I've never experienced before. Just a sense of frustration and anticlimax and I don't know why I was so upset frankly... I mean, the rest of my class seemed fine n all... I was like totally pathetic...
Sigh I've been thinking about this the whole day lar.... its like oh man....
Well, thats what I have to vent for now... What a stupid April Fool's joke to play
There have only been two cases before today where I have seen serious first aid situations.
One was WeiQuan's classmate at sports day who fainted and did not recover, and later on we discovered that person had med conditions.
The other was Junhao, who, as mentioned in a previous post, got hit by a car while running across a road.
In both cases, I had a bunch of first aiders with me and was half-expecting trouble.
But today was so so stupid.
It was just copying the topics for the review test, and then there was the thump. I thought chuaH had fallen off his chair (cos he was the only one directly behind me), and I was turning around to give him some of his klutz comments back heh. But I beheld a totally different scene.
When I saw my mind blanked. Training took over. All my senses except that of sight were shut down. How do I describe it. It was like a seriously bad dream. It was just him and me. So many things were crowding into my mind at the same time, the product of 4 years of memorizing signs and symptoms. My thought process looked something like this.
seizureconvulsionfoamingmajorepilepsydon'tapproachkeepalldangerousobjectsaway
don'ttrytostophimdon't putanythingintohismouthfoaminghisairwayisclearbreathingis
inimminentdanger etcetc
Well you get the idea. In the maybe 1.5 seconds it took me to cover the distance to him so many things crowded in at the same time. I wasn't even thinking of moving. My legs did it for me, as if the training made my naturally gravitate towards any casualty.
And suddenly, to cap it all off, he was suddenly sitting up yelling "Happy April Fools' Day!". I admit I slapped him (on the back). My muscles had gone from sleepy and relaxed, to so tightly wound up, and suddenly the situation didn't warrant such tension.... Well, the energy had to go somewhere, so I just vented it on the nearest moving object. Of all the ****** he still had the nerve to ask "so what were you doing that would have helped if it were real?"
Sure, at first I could laugh, but there was just so much wound up tension. My old first aid manual describes it as "Post traumatic stress disorder". When he sat up and went happy april fools I just felt like bursting into tears because of the sheer anti-climax of the thing, when your emotions go through a 180 deg turn.... your emotional system is totally shattered. When we went upstairs for GP, I was already feeling horrible and feeling like so disgusted with myself. When I went into the toilet, I could feel my heart thumping at 120 strokes a minute (20 over the normal, for non-firstaiders), and my hands were shaking as though I had hypothermia.
What kinda first aider am I man....
But frankly, in training they assume you do everything n you feel happy and all... In reality this feeling is something that I've never experienced before. Just a sense of frustration and anticlimax and I don't know why I was so upset frankly... I mean, the rest of my class seemed fine n all... I was like totally pathetic...
Sigh I've been thinking about this the whole day lar.... its like oh man....
Well, thats what I have to vent for now... What a stupid April Fool's joke to play
~JcZw~ at 11:09 pm
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Once again they did us proud. Never let it be said that it is something that is "as per normal". The culmination of almost half a year of training manifested in front of the Anglican Division yesterday.
A close fight, but a victory that so many would remember. Well done to all AHSJAB members!
4 teams into the national competition
All the best, and may you work even harder in the months ahead =)
A close fight, but a victory that so many would remember. Well done to all AHSJAB members!
4 teams into the national competition
All the best, and may you work even harder in the months ahead =)
~JcZw~ at 2:40 pm
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Well, maybe chinese ain't so bad after all... half to one hour each week personal lesson with the chinese HOD... but yea, there's still plenty of work to do... one compo a week, not to mention the paper 2 exercises =( But at least she's nice about it..
As predicted, sleep time has dropped drastically.... about 14 hours in the past 3 days, total... thanks to me succumbing to temptation and sleeping from 8 to 9 pm on monday, thereby reversing my sleep cycle...
Well guess what... the first compo I did was a re-write of my exam compo last year (I unearthed the question paper while looking for a topic to write on) and I GOT AN A2!! Hah! My theory that its not my paper 1 has been vindicated.... But then again, its a statistical impossibility that I could have got say D7 or E8 for paper 2....
I reckon its my oral then... But oh well we'll see...
There are some people, and there are certain materials that conduct electricity very well..
Like me
And the door to FM.
I don't know how many times that I have opened the door of Fencing Masters to go and buy a drink, eat dinner, go home or whatever. But everytime I carelessly forget, the door never fails to electrocute me with a burst of static. Next time I going to leave my glove on till I'm safely through the door...
I mean, its an absolutely BARBARIC and VICIOUS piece of metal.... Once I touched it, got shocked, and after going through the procedure of yelling "ow" etc, I opened it thinking that all the charge has dissipated, and got shocked AGAIN for my pains. Disgusting...
Well, not as bad as those bubble lamps in parkway NTUC. When I poked one of those out of pure curiousity, it put out a charge so large (for a static charge) that even Christl could hear the "bzzt" (i think). Must have given my SA node a workout....
Ok anyway I shall go off to do my maths then... sigh.. Oh yea... random comment... received another MINDEF letter... Its time for medical checkup in the near future
As predicted, sleep time has dropped drastically.... about 14 hours in the past 3 days, total... thanks to me succumbing to temptation and sleeping from 8 to 9 pm on monday, thereby reversing my sleep cycle...
Well guess what... the first compo I did was a re-write of my exam compo last year (I unearthed the question paper while looking for a topic to write on) and I GOT AN A2!! Hah! My theory that its not my paper 1 has been vindicated.... But then again, its a statistical impossibility that I could have got say D7 or E8 for paper 2....
I reckon its my oral then... But oh well we'll see...
There are some people, and there are certain materials that conduct electricity very well..
Like me
And the door to FM.
I don't know how many times that I have opened the door of Fencing Masters to go and buy a drink, eat dinner, go home or whatever. But everytime I carelessly forget, the door never fails to electrocute me with a burst of static. Next time I going to leave my glove on till I'm safely through the door...
I mean, its an absolutely BARBARIC and VICIOUS piece of metal.... Once I touched it, got shocked, and after going through the procedure of yelling "ow" etc, I opened it thinking that all the charge has dissipated, and got shocked AGAIN for my pains. Disgusting...
Well, not as bad as those bubble lamps in parkway NTUC. When I poked one of those out of pure curiousity, it put out a charge so large (for a static charge) that even Christl could hear the "bzzt" (i think). Must have given my SA node a workout....
Ok anyway I shall go off to do my maths then... sigh.. Oh yea... random comment... received another MINDEF letter... Its time for medical checkup in the near future
~JcZw~ at 10:28 pm
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Its been on-form-week for fencing when the flick counter, the turning stop hit, and basically all manner of counterattacks (rather than parries, which are instinctive for me) have been essential for saving my body for numerous hard epee hits. Quite rare, considering my relatively short self (as Maurice would gleefully point out to you =D). Few things are more satisfying than flicking an attacking person's hand... heheh...
Then again, its been dream-weird-dreams-about-fencing week, where on the same night I dreamt that
a) Maurice was telling me not to take epee because I was too short (to put it frankly), and
b) whacking myself on the funny bone cos I dreamt I was doing a fleche, and woke up to discover I had jerked myself violently against my table and hit my humerus in the process
how do you make that face? ah.. -_-"' thats it.
At the same time its been BACK-TO-ST-JOHN-FOR-THE-FIRST-TIME-IN-DUNNO-HOW-LONG week. Well, if you consider that my physics got C, and the probability of my passing the Bio S selection test is not very high, I may be going back more frequently anyway.. heheh...
Well, seriously, discovered that so long as the team I'm training has a decent amount of people (i.e. able to do a case), and if I plan the training the day before instead of impromptu-ing as I've been guilty of several times, then the training actually gets quite fun, both for myself and for the juniors.
I have fencing to thank for that though... the "planning ahead" and the "visualisation" have helped in this. Well, and researching ulu injuries gives a kick too... haha...
To cap off a memorable st. john week, today we took a hop over to Pulau Ubin to cycle around... Not that Xuan Cheng and I did a lot of cycling... We mainly sat at our station and donated blood to the mosquitos. They come at their own risk.... there's a reason why the government has banned me from donating blood for life!! Oh anyway, didn't take many pictures of this... I'll upload when my pictures have accumulated and its worth taking apart my phone.
Sigh. Anyway I haven't done much work this hols (although ChuaH seems to have set his mind that I've been smoking him despite reassurances that I'm kinda busy to get much work done) and I'm bracing to get swept off my feet (and away from my sleep) when school reopens.
Moreover, if Chinese is as busy as last year, I guess I won't be seeing much of FM at all this term, and its goodbye to National Trials and FSI (both really high level for Singapore, but the experience would be nice!).
Oh yes. I just got my letter to register for NS medical checkup. Sigh. NS beckons (you can tell that I'm in a tired and moody mood)
Oh well... Anyway two more things to add...
All the best to those taking CTs (or BTs, as some call them) after March. Wishing you easier papers than we poor people in VJ got (especially GP). Yup... so to those in Meridien, or RJ, you have my best wishes
Secondly, happy birthday 50 min in advance to Wei Quan! You've been a really great and pretty much irreplaceable friend the past years (and an excellent complement to my relatively gan jiong nature)! Wishing you God bless and all the best in the coming year!!
Quote of the week (While doing FA case on friday:
Me: No.1, you see pink liquid from the casualty's mouth
James: Sir, is the pink liquid red?
*pause*
*pause*
Me: What?!
Then again, its been dream-weird-dreams-about-fencing week, where on the same night I dreamt that
a) Maurice was telling me not to take epee because I was too short (to put it frankly), and
b) whacking myself on the funny bone cos I dreamt I was doing a fleche, and woke up to discover I had jerked myself violently against my table and hit my humerus in the process
how do you make that face? ah.. -_-"' thats it.
At the same time its been BACK-TO-ST-JOHN-FOR-THE-FIRST-TIME-IN-DUNNO-HOW-LONG week. Well, if you consider that my physics got C, and the probability of my passing the Bio S selection test is not very high, I may be going back more frequently anyway.. heheh...
Well, seriously, discovered that so long as the team I'm training has a decent amount of people (i.e. able to do a case), and if I plan the training the day before instead of impromptu-ing as I've been guilty of several times, then the training actually gets quite fun, both for myself and for the juniors.
I have fencing to thank for that though... the "planning ahead" and the "visualisation" have helped in this. Well, and researching ulu injuries gives a kick too... haha...
To cap off a memorable st. john week, today we took a hop over to Pulau Ubin to cycle around... Not that Xuan Cheng and I did a lot of cycling... We mainly sat at our station and donated blood to the mosquitos. They come at their own risk.... there's a reason why the government has banned me from donating blood for life!! Oh anyway, didn't take many pictures of this... I'll upload when my pictures have accumulated and its worth taking apart my phone.
Sigh. Anyway I haven't done much work this hols (although ChuaH seems to have set his mind that I've been smoking him despite reassurances that I'm kinda busy to get much work done) and I'm bracing to get swept off my feet (and away from my sleep) when school reopens.
Moreover, if Chinese is as busy as last year, I guess I won't be seeing much of FM at all this term, and its goodbye to National Trials and FSI (both really high level for Singapore, but the experience would be nice!).
Oh yes. I just got my letter to register for NS medical checkup. Sigh. NS beckons (you can tell that I'm in a tired and moody mood)
Oh well... Anyway two more things to add...
All the best to those taking CTs (or BTs, as some call them) after March. Wishing you easier papers than we poor people in VJ got (especially GP). Yup... so to those in Meridien, or RJ, you have my best wishes
Secondly, happy birthday 50 min in advance to Wei Quan! You've been a really great and pretty much irreplaceable friend the past years (and an excellent complement to my relatively gan jiong nature)! Wishing you God bless and all the best in the coming year!!
Quote of the week (While doing FA case on friday:
Me: No.1, you see pink liquid from the casualty's mouth
James: Sir, is the pink liquid red?
*pause*
*pause*
Me: What?!
~JcZw~ at 10:53 pm
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
I'm back from Selangor! Man it was a fantastic experience... haha... I hope somehow I can go next year again... super cool.
Anyway... I realised something. A large majority of Singaporeans don't know that Kuala Lumpur is IN Selangor.... Not a few were going "Huh? We're in KL? I thought we were in Selangor.." Oi!! Selangor is the STATE that Kuala Lumpur is in!!! But then again, not really... KL's in Federal Land, which is in Selangor... haha...
Anyway it'll be too long to tell you about the whole thing... no doubt if you ask I'd be more than willing to pour out the whole story of how I died fencing two days in a row =D when I should have been going shopping... Not that I shop (in fact, I don't at all), but when I came home I realised a new jacket would have been nice... Considering I've been freezing in LT5 for half a year cos my old one's too small...
Anyway a picture speaks a thousand words *ducks to avoid the rotten apples thrown for using the cliche* so..
My room. My bed in a the foreground and a vague tangle of my fencing equipment at its foot. One can see Jon Tay in the background also.
Taman Keramat Sports Complex. Well, kinda smaller than Clementi and more stuffy (after one round robin I felt like dying). But here Rachel (left) and Cynthia brave the heat in their round robin
Everyone was tired, especially those that had come only that morning
I got my best stophit ever on Jiaren...
... before getting whacked by him 15-3 XD. His flick was the coup de grace
Eldon (shown against Khai here), nearly got a bronze medal, but a Malaysian national fencer got him in the bronze quarter final
Sun got hers after an intense breathtaking match with Jeri...
... And Yukari, the Japanese lady, got her gold
On the second day there was Rei against Daniel...
... Samson against Zhi Hua...
There was prize giving
And finally there was the long sleepy bus ride home....
So that was the Selangor Open 2006... again, a great experience... Thanks to Coach n all the different people who help organize it yea =D
Anyway... I realised something. A large majority of Singaporeans don't know that Kuala Lumpur is IN Selangor.... Not a few were going "Huh? We're in KL? I thought we were in Selangor.." Oi!! Selangor is the STATE that Kuala Lumpur is in!!! But then again, not really... KL's in Federal Land, which is in Selangor... haha...
Anyway it'll be too long to tell you about the whole thing... no doubt if you ask I'd be more than willing to pour out the whole story of how I died fencing two days in a row =D when I should have been going shopping... Not that I shop (in fact, I don't at all), but when I came home I realised a new jacket would have been nice... Considering I've been freezing in LT5 for half a year cos my old one's too small...
Anyway a picture speaks a thousand words *ducks to avoid the rotten apples thrown for using the cliche* so..
My room. My bed in a the foreground and a vague tangle of my fencing equipment at its foot. One can see Jon Tay in the background also.
Taman Keramat Sports Complex. Well, kinda smaller than Clementi and more stuffy (after one round robin I felt like dying). But here Rachel (left) and Cynthia brave the heat in their round robin
Everyone was tired, especially those that had come only that morning
I got my best stophit ever on Jiaren...
... before getting whacked by him 15-3 XD. His flick was the coup de grace
Eldon (shown against Khai here), nearly got a bronze medal, but a Malaysian national fencer got him in the bronze quarter final
Sun got hers after an intense breathtaking match with Jeri...
... And Yukari, the Japanese lady, got her gold
On the second day there was Rei against Daniel...
... Samson against Zhi Hua...
There was prize giving
And finally there was the long sleepy bus ride home....
So that was the Selangor Open 2006... again, a great experience... Thanks to Coach n all the different people who help organize it yea =D
~JcZw~ at 5:13 pm
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
The long and the short of it is that last night after talking to a lot of classmates and CCA friends past and present I decided to continue with Chinese. Don't think I'll ever bring myself to like it, but oh well...
Was sleeping in the concourse today when the Chinese teacher came up n called me, n rather un-glam-ly, I woke up with a very big jump (not unlike a sleeping cat awoken by the first drop of water from the rain) which scared me, her, and a passing Mr Harris (the "going for chemistry are we" teacher) who was not a little amused.. heh.. Anyway after talking to her I decided to proceed with it... She reckons that I'll be doing more justice to myself taking it than not...
Poured out my history of my dips in performance only in exams since sec. 4 till now... She was sympathetic, but not that she can do much either... Whoo... can't understand it lar... whatever..
Anyway, at least she was nice about it... if the teacher taking me for Chinese next term is the HOD, I'm simply, frankly, bluntly, deader than an Electron Transport Chain in cyanide.
Yesterday went blading for the second day of my life... Its actually quite fun, although for the first part I couldn't keep up with the rest n kept falling down... Bladed all the way to Tampines SAFRA before turning back.
It was while cycling next to the Sailing Club or whatever it was that the ground suddenly leapt up to hit me. I reckon I must have passed over a patch where the Earth's gravity was substantially heavier or something. Maybe it was the same reason that enables me to stumble on my own feet, except I was travelling at, say, my fastest running pace. It was quite a spectacular fall... heheh...
Later on, Phoon also took it upon himself to poke me in the ribs while I was coasting along. *Jumps back to the H2O2 incident in Year 1*. The resulting flailing ended with me on my backside in the road. heh.
Anyway, my thighs are aching like mad now, especially my right one, I don't know why... It better be cured by this weekend... Dont want to go all the way to Selangor just to be target practise... heh... Oh yea, Mr Wong more or less granted me leave to go already yay.
I think after seeing the proceedings and what not today, I'm all the more grateful that I've got God... Character-wise, that could have been any of us. Sigh
Was sleeping in the concourse today when the Chinese teacher came up n called me, n rather un-glam-ly, I woke up with a very big jump (not unlike a sleeping cat awoken by the first drop of water from the rain) which scared me, her, and a passing Mr Harris (the "going for chemistry are we" teacher) who was not a little amused.. heh.. Anyway after talking to her I decided to proceed with it... She reckons that I'll be doing more justice to myself taking it than not...
Poured out my history of my dips in performance only in exams since sec. 4 till now... She was sympathetic, but not that she can do much either... Whoo... can't understand it lar... whatever..
Anyway, at least she was nice about it... if the teacher taking me for Chinese next term is the HOD, I'm simply, frankly, bluntly, deader than an Electron Transport Chain in cyanide.
Yesterday went blading for the second day of my life... Its actually quite fun, although for the first part I couldn't keep up with the rest n kept falling down... Bladed all the way to Tampines SAFRA before turning back.
It was while cycling next to the Sailing Club or whatever it was that the ground suddenly leapt up to hit me. I reckon I must have passed over a patch where the Earth's gravity was substantially heavier or something. Maybe it was the same reason that enables me to stumble on my own feet, except I was travelling at, say, my fastest running pace. It was quite a spectacular fall... heheh...
Later on, Phoon also took it upon himself to poke me in the ribs while I was coasting along. *Jumps back to the H2O2 incident in Year 1*. The resulting flailing ended with me on my backside in the road. heh.
Anyway, my thighs are aching like mad now, especially my right one, I don't know why... It better be cured by this weekend... Dont want to go all the way to Selangor just to be target practise... heh... Oh yea, Mr Wong more or less granted me leave to go already yay.
I think after seeing the proceedings and what not today, I'm all the more grateful that I've got God... Character-wise, that could have been any of us. Sigh
~JcZw~ at 6:56 pm
Monday, March 06, 2006
Tonight I'm called upon to make one of the hardest decisions I've had to make, namely if I should retake my Chinese. That will affect my life in Term 2, the June hols, and possibly the timetable of my classmates
Strictly speaking, what I got is enough to get me anywhere. Unfortunately, with the standards being continually raised (which is what I still believe I owe my miserable sec. 4 HCL grade to), it will not be suficient to "keep my options open".
Moreover its also a matter of pride. A lack of belief that I could actually get a below-par grade for 3 years running.
Yet for me, such is my fear of Chinese, tomorrow if I go to the staff room and tell her "yes", it will be like voluntarily stepping back into a nightmare which I thought I'd escaped twice, and into which I've been dragged back once already. I simply cannot come to terms with having to live with Chinese again, memorizing all those words which I've never comprehended, having to sit for an extra exam, having to do all that homework.... Homework that constituted about 2/3s of my Year 1 workload. Somehow even though I tried to keep on top of my assignments (including staying up till 3 am to finish a compo once), sacrifice is never enough to get the job done. What else do they want man
In one sentence, I fear, I dread, a return to chinese, its been a living hell for me to take chinese since young, but then again my conscience will not let it rest if I just let it go like this. And this time its with a shattered sense of confidence to boot.
What a way to live life. sigh
Strictly speaking, what I got is enough to get me anywhere. Unfortunately, with the standards being continually raised (which is what I still believe I owe my miserable sec. 4 HCL grade to), it will not be suficient to "keep my options open".
Moreover its also a matter of pride. A lack of belief that I could actually get a below-par grade for 3 years running.
Yet for me, such is my fear of Chinese, tomorrow if I go to the staff room and tell her "yes", it will be like voluntarily stepping back into a nightmare which I thought I'd escaped twice, and into which I've been dragged back once already. I simply cannot come to terms with having to live with Chinese again, memorizing all those words which I've never comprehended, having to sit for an extra exam, having to do all that homework.... Homework that constituted about 2/3s of my Year 1 workload. Somehow even though I tried to keep on top of my assignments (including staying up till 3 am to finish a compo once), sacrifice is never enough to get the job done. What else do they want man
In one sentence, I fear, I dread, a return to chinese, its been a living hell for me to take chinese since young, but then again my conscience will not let it rest if I just let it go like this. And this time its with a shattered sense of confidence to boot.
What a way to live life. sigh
~JcZw~ at 9:55 pm
Saturday, March 04, 2006
This coming weekend will find Daniel, I and a bunch of fencers in Malaysia for the Selangor Open... So exciting... although the chances of us winning are about the same as a cell surviving the release of its lytic enzymes into its cytoplasm.
Anyway, Maurice won't be following us due to his SSEF thingy... we had this conversation on the way home from FM yesterday while in the bus
Maurice: Oh yar, bring back a souvenir for me
Me: Huh?
Maurice: Like a packet of bubble gum
*pause*
Me: Oh. I thought you wanted me to kop a Malaysian fencer's blade
Heh.. Actually that may not be very wise given the very real possibility of fake FIE blades in Malaysia.... But can you imagine being at an FIE wholesale... Apparently a BF blade comes at $90!!! Oh to live in England or America with reduced shipping costs... Haha.
Well... anyway sometimes I get a weird feeling look at my electric jacket n my foil in my room and wondering if I'll touch them again. For now I'm concentrating on epee.
Oh yes! I discovered the joys of flicking, curiously, not in foil but in epee, by virture of having a superbly flicky V-blade. Hope it doesn't break too soon. The flick counter-attack is postively devastating if doing right, but until I'm 100% percent accurate with it, its not reliable.
On the other hand when I fenced with Maurice yesterday all my points came from flicks or stop hits. Not from parries. But yea, I lost 15-12 or something. Must start thinking epee-ishly.
Ahh there are so many things to start thinking of.... Like studying really hard after CCA ends, and of NS (letters filter in occasionally, reminding me of an impending duty to Singapore, which I relish and which I dread depending on my present mood) and blahblah.... Like Primary 6, or Sec. 4, I occasionally get the blues of what it'll be like to living life outside my current circle of education, friends, etc. Really don't want JC to end. I wish I could experience JC for a period longer than 2 years... But oh well, there you have it.
And I'm also going to go running and standing-broad-jumping during the hols, so that I can pass NAPFA with something other than a silver. Breaking the 10 min 40 sec barrier for 2.4 would be nice, for instance.
Looks like I'm heading for Pes B, bring 2/3 to being legally blind, having scoliosis, slightly flat footed, childhood asthma, allergic conjunctivitis and rhinitis... heheh...
Ok, so this post is supremely random. I'll end off here now... cheerio!
Anyway, Maurice won't be following us due to his SSEF thingy... we had this conversation on the way home from FM yesterday while in the bus
Maurice: Oh yar, bring back a souvenir for me
Me: Huh?
Maurice: Like a packet of bubble gum
*pause*
Me: Oh. I thought you wanted me to kop a Malaysian fencer's blade
Heh.. Actually that may not be very wise given the very real possibility of fake FIE blades in Malaysia.... But can you imagine being at an FIE wholesale... Apparently a BF blade comes at $90!!! Oh to live in England or America with reduced shipping costs... Haha.
Well... anyway sometimes I get a weird feeling look at my electric jacket n my foil in my room and wondering if I'll touch them again. For now I'm concentrating on epee.
Oh yes! I discovered the joys of flicking, curiously, not in foil but in epee, by virture of having a superbly flicky V-blade. Hope it doesn't break too soon. The flick counter-attack is postively devastating if doing right, but until I'm 100% percent accurate with it, its not reliable.
On the other hand when I fenced with Maurice yesterday all my points came from flicks or stop hits. Not from parries. But yea, I lost 15-12 or something. Must start thinking epee-ishly.
Ahh there are so many things to start thinking of.... Like studying really hard after CCA ends, and of NS (letters filter in occasionally, reminding me of an impending duty to Singapore, which I relish and which I dread depending on my present mood) and blahblah.... Like Primary 6, or Sec. 4, I occasionally get the blues of what it'll be like to living life outside my current circle of education, friends, etc. Really don't want JC to end. I wish I could experience JC for a period longer than 2 years... But oh well, there you have it.
And I'm also going to go running and standing-broad-jumping during the hols, so that I can pass NAPFA with something other than a silver. Breaking the 10 min 40 sec barrier for 2.4 would be nice, for instance.
Looks like I'm heading for Pes B, bring 2/3 to being legally blind, having scoliosis, slightly flat footed, childhood asthma, allergic conjunctivitis and rhinitis... heheh...
Ok, so this post is supremely random. I'll end off here now... cheerio!
~JcZw~ at 11:14 pm
Friday, March 03, 2006
The best thing about going on outings with a bunch of common-test free (momentarily) classmates and (for half a year more) juniors is that it takes your mind off all the surrounding situations.
Anyway, a brief update on our CTs: Chemistry was hard, deuterium-filled and generally fouled up. No doubt Mr Lim is pleased with the massacre we've been subjected to... heh... Bio S selection test on monday... I wonder why we bother to go back n take it... After all, we're more or less dead already for common tests...
Well, after staying in school playing gelare-tsunami-ed-cards (No trump's fantastic! But I still haven't won a game of daidi after 2 years of learning how to play) and discussing how cards and human by-product (aka shit) had different physical properties, we went out with our juniors, who waited 3 hours for us... haha... or maybe its cos they had OGL stuff... fufilled (yet another of) Alon's cravings for Jack's Place. Their student meal is far more worth it than Mos Burger, or even an upsized Big Mac Meal at Macdonald's.
Subsequently went to watch Walk The Line again with classmates... I still think its a really good show! Especially when you see how songs like "Ring of Fire" and "Get a Rhythm" and "I Walk the Line" were derived... I would dearly like to know whether there was a real story behind "One Piece at a Time" though... haha... The idea of a man who would build himself a Cadillac by smuggling out components from the factory over 20 years just cracks me up... Yea, then slacked around before coming home... Decided against fencing cos records show that I tend to break blades when fencing in a blur mode.
I was so tired that I fell asleep in a middle of a MSN conversation with Liling at the computer while researching Johnny Cash. In the end decided to go sleep... Slept from 9.30+ to 11.30 plus... 14 hours! Wahaha.. What a pig... Anyway I have somemore stuff to research now...
Stuff like medical biology, cell biology and plant physiology, all of which I know nothing about.
Well, except the obvious:
Oxygen is good
AIDS is bad
etc
Maybe one day I'll be able to research out a reason how I can inexplicably trip over the floor when walking around in Ngee Ann City.
Anyway... just want to say thanks to all those who asked after my mental state after Wednesday's incident =) Although I may not have said much in a way of gratitude, yes, I did appreciate it, n I'm thankful that I have such friends... Maybe I should be more phlegmatic, and shake off such rough patches faster... But on the other hand, there are moments where I'm truly glad I am more sanguine than phlegmatic... heh..
Yup.... so, thats all for now
Scientists have located the gene for shyness. They would have found it earlier if it hadn't been hiding behind the other genes
- Readers' Digest
Anyway, a brief update on our CTs: Chemistry was hard, deuterium-filled and generally fouled up. No doubt Mr Lim is pleased with the massacre we've been subjected to... heh... Bio S selection test on monday... I wonder why we bother to go back n take it... After all, we're more or less dead already for common tests...
Well, after staying in school playing gelare-tsunami-ed-cards (No trump's fantastic! But I still haven't won a game of daidi after 2 years of learning how to play) and discussing how cards and human by-product (aka shit) had different physical properties, we went out with our juniors, who waited 3 hours for us... haha... or maybe its cos they had OGL stuff... fufilled (yet another of) Alon's cravings for Jack's Place. Their student meal is far more worth it than Mos Burger, or even an upsized Big Mac Meal at Macdonald's.
Subsequently went to watch Walk The Line again with classmates... I still think its a really good show! Especially when you see how songs like "Ring of Fire" and "Get a Rhythm" and "I Walk the Line" were derived... I would dearly like to know whether there was a real story behind "One Piece at a Time" though... haha... The idea of a man who would build himself a Cadillac by smuggling out components from the factory over 20 years just cracks me up... Yea, then slacked around before coming home... Decided against fencing cos records show that I tend to break blades when fencing in a blur mode.
I was so tired that I fell asleep in a middle of a MSN conversation with Liling at the computer while researching Johnny Cash. In the end decided to go sleep... Slept from 9.30+ to 11.30 plus... 14 hours! Wahaha.. What a pig... Anyway I have somemore stuff to research now...
Stuff like medical biology, cell biology and plant physiology, all of which I know nothing about.
Well, except the obvious:
Oxygen is good
AIDS is bad
etc
Maybe one day I'll be able to research out a reason how I can inexplicably trip over the floor when walking around in Ngee Ann City.
Anyway... just want to say thanks to all those who asked after my mental state after Wednesday's incident =) Although I may not have said much in a way of gratitude, yes, I did appreciate it, n I'm thankful that I have such friends... Maybe I should be more phlegmatic, and shake off such rough patches faster... But on the other hand, there are moments where I'm truly glad I am more sanguine than phlegmatic... heh..
Yup.... so, thats all for now
Scientists have located the gene for shyness. They would have found it earlier if it hadn't been hiding behind the other genes
- Readers' Digest
~JcZw~ at 2:02 pm
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
We headed for the staff room expectantly. After all, it had not been that hard the year before hadn't it? All the good phrases had gone into the compo, most correct answers carefully thought out and put into paper 2. Listening Compre, of course, had been a breeze, as had Oral, when we got topics that had more or less been spotted already.
"If I get a C5, I think I'll just get a heart attack". Famous last words.
She came out of the staff room smiling. "Your class has done very well" and our hearts soared.
"Only one of the results was disappointing".
By now you'd know who that one person was. Being told that the class did very well first then getting the result was akin from jumping into the air very high... and off the edge of the cliff into the abyss.
I don't understand how I can be performing at B3 and B4 for 2 years, and then die miserably during the exam. I can't figure out how making the effort to come to class on time (relatively, that is), or passing up assignments punctually could come to this.
I only know that I let a lot of people down.... My teacher, the school, Anglican, and all my classmates who repeatedly told me that they were sure that I had it made this time.
Such a grade.... far lower than the second lowest in the class.... No one even came near. I was supposed to be near the top, or at very least average, as an "ex-higher chinese student", as an "ex-SAP school student". So much for potential.
3 shots already, and 3 wasted attempts. What a stupid stupid stupid sheer waste of time.
She called it disappointing. To disappoint someone is a far worst thing that to anger someone. Just what is it, what is the part that goes wrong every exam... So many people tell me its paper 1. I KNOW that I would have fared well. I made a CONSCIOUS effort to memorize all the stuff to put it
To disappoint yourself. Well, I know too well how that feels. Curious, isn't it? I'm not even used to it yet.
"If I get a C5, I think I'll just get a heart attack". Famous last words.
She came out of the staff room smiling. "Your class has done very well" and our hearts soared.
"Only one of the results was disappointing".
By now you'd know who that one person was. Being told that the class did very well first then getting the result was akin from jumping into the air very high... and off the edge of the cliff into the abyss.
I don't understand how I can be performing at B3 and B4 for 2 years, and then die miserably during the exam. I can't figure out how making the effort to come to class on time (relatively, that is), or passing up assignments punctually could come to this.
I only know that I let a lot of people down.... My teacher, the school, Anglican, and all my classmates who repeatedly told me that they were sure that I had it made this time.
Such a grade.... far lower than the second lowest in the class.... No one even came near. I was supposed to be near the top, or at very least average, as an "ex-higher chinese student", as an "ex-SAP school student". So much for potential.
3 shots already, and 3 wasted attempts. What a stupid stupid stupid sheer waste of time.
She called it disappointing. To disappoint someone is a far worst thing that to anger someone. Just what is it, what is the part that goes wrong every exam... So many people tell me its paper 1. I KNOW that I would have fared well. I made a CONSCIOUS effort to memorize all the stuff to put it
To disappoint yourself. Well, I know too well how that feels. Curious, isn't it? I'm not even used to it yet.
~JcZw~ at 12:49 pm