Four years ago I had this massive crush on this girl from my class.
Eventually I told her, and she was like "uh,okay".
We rarely made eye contact with each other for the next three years.
My feelings for her subsided when we graduated from primary school and went our seperate ways.
A few days ago as I boarded the public bus from school there was this girl in the front area who kept looking at me as if my face were some kind of horrible monstrosity. It wasn't until I sat down that I realised that this was the girl I was crushing on earlier.
I kept my head down and cringed for the rest of the journey. She got off at the stop right after the one I had boarded.
That was a strange feeling.
Some old Malaysian boats
Entrance to the Pahang Sultan's palace
Something that dropped onto our room's balcony
Some flower-egg thing
Our school organises a trip for the Secondary 2s every first term of the year, known as the Malaysian Montage.
Our (not very impressive) slogan for this year's event.
We depart from Singapore to some tea plantation in Malaysia. Those things they use to collect the tea leaves are HUGE. They use a large metal plate on the ground to measure the mass of the tea leaves collected. We were supposed to pick some of our cluster members such that the total weight would be 888kg. We hit 910. Other clusters got up to like 1200.
We proceed to Sgt.Pandan Waterfalls for lunch.
Stray bricks were freaking EVERYWHERE. I got an abrasion by the side of my knee here. The waterfall pool doesn't look like much more than a wading pool anyway. :)
At 5pm we head for De Rhu resort at Balok.
At about 8pm we head to some shelter in the areas for dinner. As I squat down to listen to our Year-Head's instructions, I feel something crunch beneath my foot.
It was a beetle.
It turns out that this "international class" resort is infested by beetles, most of which had come to an unfortunate end under the soles of our shoes.
I didn't eat dinner that night. :)
We leave at 8am for Deerland. Guess what they house?
The place is teeming with mosquitoes. I hold a (adorable )hedgehog in my hands for the first time. Those deer don't seem to like to be touched, but they get up and walk on their hind legs for food.
We depart for Elephant Sanctuary. The elephants on the stage are chained to the floor by two feet. Not a very impressive display. Later we tidy up the place by picking up litter.
We visit the local Turtle Sanctuary. There wasn't really much to see except for some naughty cats and those baby turtles. We visit the beach but I end up being the last one to board the bus due to sand in my shoes. :P
The natural Batik village. Contrary to what its name suggest, the place isn't a lot more than a few small shops and the artroom. I end up having to 冲 the borders with yellow because I spent too much time on the flowers.
The cohort gathers somewhere along some place in Pekan for a taste of local village life. What we get is a mock wedding between two unfortunate members of our community (sorry Bennett ), some lunch (which I didn't eat to having no taste for curry) and some music which frankly I didn't appreciate all all.
We visit the local Water Craft Gallery, a.k.a place where ancient boats are dumped for the public to view. I was expecting something like fountains that spewed water into nice patterns. :(
As a filler, we go to a local village to play the local tops (I know I suck. :( ), then visit the Sultan's palace. We depart for SIngapore.
What made this trip really wothwhile was the
There's this kid in our bus who's a natural comedian. And it so happens that we're in the same hotel room. (I inadvertently whacked him with my toenail while I was asleep. :P) You don't know how fun watching Underworld until 12.30 am while eating chips is. :D
I can't really think of more to write about.
On a side note, I had a series of lucid dreams last night. It was creepy but awesome. :)
Yesterday during String Ensemble rehearsal I was sitting innocently with my violin across my lap when our conductor got us ALL to get into push-up position.
The reason? Some people were about 30 seconds late.
He starts to go on about us being late and delaying the whole rehearsal while we stay there in push-up position. Some of the less fit members evanntually fall to their knees but our conductor forcibly gets them back up again. We proceed to do 50 push-ups for something 90% of the ensemble didn't do.
What the hell is wrong with people these days?
Earlier on I was walking back from tuition when I felt something crunch beneath my shoes.
For 5/7 of my life I spend 12 hours a day going through the same routine over and over again. I visit the same places, go through identical experiences and ultimately don't get to see much but the traffic along the road, the blank white walls of the classroom and the same study table at home.
For most of my life, life is a prison.
If you're on your deathbed, you can't say you've lived life to the fullest unless you've experienced every possible experience there is.