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| Yesterday at the auditions was absolute madness, but definitely one of the moments in MG I'll remember for a very long time. 
So we left the weird Total Defence Day concert half an hour early to get our stuff prepared at the table. Already in the fifth minute was I running up and down, from our table (that was our camp/base/home/stress parlour for the next 5 hours) to the staffroom.
After we got everything ready, the first band came from Fairfield. The bands ranged from really experienced to, well, the inexperienced starters. It was fun. Apart from the hectic rushing around looking for bands that have been just shifted up the list, screaming, getting uncooperative bands to cooperate, Meerems calling rude bands 10 times and chasing them, and Marisa running all over taking pictures.
But what was really funny was when Hwa Chong people came. I saw Jillian! She was walking towards us until Meera and I started yelling chinese at her. And when the Hwa Chong band came, Meera and I didn't dare act so un-professionally, so we just, "mumbled" (quite, apparently, audibly) chinese. And he told us in a very frustrated manner that they are not "cheena piang". They were really good.
It was really fun. I mean, the FAT band will get their retribution (i shan't say anymore). Apparently they won something last year. HELL were they cocky. Rude. Plain rude to Marisa and I. Don't take pictures? It's fine with us cause Marisa's camera suffered great damage. We had to do it for administrative purposes. That really blew my fuse. For another 5 bands or so my voice maintained the high shrieky jumpy tone until Grace came over and told me to calm down. Calm down? Calm down?! TRY DOING OUR JOB!
People think that our job is all about "ticking names and sitting down". Well, I'd LOVE to see you try "ticking names and sitting down". When you die of exhaustion at the end of the day from all the work that comes along with the "ticking names and sitting down", the three of us, Meerems, Marisa, and I, will just laugh our brains out.
On the schedule at 5.10 said BREAK. I actually thought a band name named BREAK was gonna come. We stole the Macs Mrs Chen bought for us to our camping table (which was really messy by now. who am i kidding. it was messy the minute we came down. marisa or meera said it reflected our character, which was...a good thing. apparently.) and shared with Melinda and Tam Mei. Congratulations, you played really well!
ALL IN ALL, we know which bands got in, which bands were struck out immediately, which bands were considered, and I'm pretty happy with the decision. Though some bands were rude, they still managed to play their music. That's good. It's a band competition. Not a social one. Cause if it were, you'd be eliminated. With immediate effect.
Anyway, a BIG thank you to Marisa and Meerems. I really couldn't have done anything or made this an enjoyable experience without you guys 
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| I know I'm blogging for the second time today, but I just can't help expressing how UNFEELING and how UN-PHILOSOPHICAL Ting Pang is  (PS: I have highlighted her extreme, unpardonable, outrageously unenthusiastic and offending replies in red!)
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
my dad just bought me this book on philosophy
tingfang says:
uh huh
tingfang says:
and it got you thinking and thinking...
thanks for the enthusiastic response darling, totally appreciate it. I thinking more of the, "EHHMAHHGAWWSH ARE YOU LIKE SO TOTALLY SERIOUS?" Minus the bimboticness.
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
HEY
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
ITS A REALLY GOOD BOOK
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
eg, (let me pose you a question)
tingfang says:
ok
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
is it justified for a vegetarian to eat a pig that WANTS to be killed and eaten?
tingfang says:
how do you know that the pigs wants to get eaten
tingfang says:
??
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
and how do you know we arent just a figment of our imagination?
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
or if we are just someones plaything?
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
i really love this book. its answering all my questions to life i've been thinking of since i was in primary school.
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
especially that life thing.
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
what if we are all nonexistent?
tingfang says:
then i'd rather think of myself as a smart, charming and beautiful lady
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
and what if theres something, someone who's playing with us? making us thinkthat everything that is self evident, when its actually not?
tingfang says:
not like me
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
-________
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
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"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
-____________________________-
tingfang says:
"Surely you must be joking, Mr Feynman!" says:
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
 You have made me sad and disappointed Ting Pang. I hereby take my hands off you *puts back of hand to forehead, gasps, and leaves in a dramatic manner*.
I know what you are doing Ting Fang. Stop sniggering.
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| I've had a relaxing few days at home...with my family...not to mention food...well, not so relaxing with my newly added on flab of a tummy... not to mention the nagging thought of my conscience screaming "UNDONE WORK" at the back of my mind....okay maybe not so relaxing...
THE LAST MINUTE MUGGER STRIKES BACK!
Well, yesterday Dad took my brother, me, and my sister shopping. Weird right? My mum was busy snoozing away at home. I had fun taking my sister SHOPPING when my Dad and brother stayed at Kinokuniya.
So after I grabbed my books at Kino, I grabbed my sister and headed to Taka where I bought this planner organizer thingamamie. Yes. Very expensive, but nevermind. It's a NEED. And I rarely spend money. On useless stuff.
Then I brought my sister hunting for her Creative Hands shop where she bought her ceramic tiles for painting, after which we went to the shop opposite, Art Friend, to look for my FABULOUS NEW RINGGGGGG FILEEEESSSSS... (courtesy of Jermaine who introduced me there aherm.aherm.aherm.). Bought the DOUGHNUT one and the colourful JELLYBEAN one
I have never had the privilege of a nice,proper,good, BIG, school ring-file (: They were either MG ones or the mum-gave-it-to-me-because-when-i-told-her-i-wanted-pretty-ones-she-scolded-me-
and-dug-up-old-ones-for-me-to-use-much-to-my-disdain ones
I have to go for tennis. Then when I come back, I shall have my dinner, then I shall do some work.Although this is on my to-do list:
Chemistry-> Study for Chem Test
A Math-> Re-Practice 14.1 to 14.4
I can very much assure you that I'll only do one chapter of A Math. No no, you mistake me. One PORTION of A Math, OR one EXERCISE. Perhaps a few questions. Depends on my mood
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Does that load of gibberish up there work? Watch that video anyway. It's such a beautiful song (:
I slept over at Jermaine's house yesterday. Had a LOADDDDD of fun with her after we did our work. We spent our time gossiping, chatting, yakking, (insert a whole load of other words for talking-a-lot). She just redid her room. It's absolutely fabulous and I'm so jealous of her! I want to revamp my room too. I know it's kinda late, but.....
Happy Chinese New Year!
Edit: NO IT DOESN'T WORK! THE GIBBERISH DOESN'T WORK!
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| "...my life sucks..." "...my parents don't understand me..." "...just kill me..." "...I'm so depressed..." Now I know why teenagers say that. Those stupid emotional creatures. Sad to say I'm one of them too and I'm glad to say that I'm not alone. | | |
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