Judo Blog

I've decided to write about judo in another blog, so that I'll stop boring you ppl with random Jap stuff no one knows about or cares about. Feel free to visit my judo blog at www.judoisfun.blogspot.com. =)

End of Promos!

Haha, my promos are OVER! (while the rest of you are still promoing

To rub it in, heres what I did today after I finished my last paper (lit)... slacked with classmates, went to new cathay, went to Plaza Sing for dinner at Swensens (double yay), and finally Kino to get a book.

I've been remiss in catching up with my old class mates. How are they doing?
jia wei's nostalgic and has a moderately nasty incident with his braces
Ching Ching's humour is as sharp as ever, and I do admire the fugly shoes
Arpita is busy mugging
Adeline's another one I'm able to gloat over cos she'll still studying- and so are the others at NJ- best of luck!
Jocelyn's blog has this really cool rotating thingy while she's having strange sleeping patterns
Michelle remembers 911
Qin Pei at Hwa Chong sure gets nice bird shit during GP

Ok, thats it so far, I'm too tired to go further.
If you feel strongly outraged and unappreciated that I've left you out, do leave a comment or tag- I'm really absent minded

Ciao

Hiatus

Temporarily on Hiatus
Due to numerous commitments in Real Life

Hahahaha...

Found this while surfing the web...super funny

Gacked from Alvin Chan, CJC judoka, aka shuaige


JUDO DICTIONARY
in recent months, there have been a slew of people taking up judo in cjc. however, judokas have a dialect of their own and most laymen do not understand it.

so, for all the newly-recruited and the uninitiated, here is a brief transalation of some of the more popular terms used by sji/cjc judokas.

(ps. if any of you know any terms i've left out please tell me.)



start class- time to start

warm up- an important part of judo that ensures you won't get hurt later by hurting you now.

one straight line - a line said by the coach to indicate that the warm up is over and the real training is beginning.

randori - sparring.

randori with juniors - getting to kick some serious ass.

randori with seniors - getting your ass kicked.

randori with old boys/coach - letting your ass be kicked so bad it may as well be a soccer ball

shiai - getting your ass kicked in front of everyone else at training

ne-waza - an excuse to roll around on the ground in very compromising positions with another person of the same sex.

sweep - 1.cleaning the dojo by running your feet over the surface of the mats. 2.a throw which involves forcibly ramming (also known as zam-ing) your foot into your opponent's ankles.

tomo nage - by right,tomo-nage is a stomach throw. by left, tomo-nage is a kick in the groin.

RJC - the home of smart and strong judokas. also known as raffles junior college, RA(raffles academy) and "those bastards!!!". see also "jason tan"

HCJC - the home of smart, strong and crazy judokas. also known as hwa chong junior college, HCI(hwa chong institution), "those crazy bastards!!" and most popularly as "gold medallists". see also "huang hao"

CJC - the home of alvin chan and the "chio bu" judokas. also known as crazy junior college, "those idiots!!!" and " cj who!??!?"

lau yu don - a stupid bastard. eg. " why the hell did you try and tomo-nage the RJC coach?!?! you think you lau yu don is it!?!?" note that the key word is "try"

jason tan - a crazy bastard. eg." wa lau this guy jason tan is it?!?! broken collarbone can still do 15 pull ups!"

huang hao - a scary crazy bastard. eg. " he huang hao man, can bounce after getting thrown by him."

davis seow - a dirty bastard. eg. " that guy davis seow man, tickling my neck while choking me!"

sherman ho - a poser. eg "stop jumping around like sherman ho lah! later get sweep then you know!"

CHIN peng phay - a big coach. also, a skilled judoka who uses "tactics" for that added edge.

"tactics" - techniques not taught in the books and used by davis seow, like drving your chin into your opponent's chest while you're holding him.see also above "CHIN peng phay"

justinian chua - a bigger coach. also, a person who uses "the last ride" throw.

the last ride - a judo throw which involves a great height, some screaming, and a lot of cringing from its witnesses.

alvin chan - a very charming, witty, good-looking and yet humble judoka. also known as "shuaige". only person to use the tomo-nage the right way and hero of sji/cjc judo. eg. "wa shuai ge is SO handsome!!"

BPGHS Speech Day

Left school early (12pm) for Speech day today. Yay!
Actually, I went to Orchard with Jasela, Carmen and Yuk Yee to eat. We had a great lunch at Breeks and had a fantasic chat about inter-college rivalry as well as crazy ideas like bombing NJ food across to Hwa Chong or getting Hwa Chong welfare to deliver food to Bishan. Cool right?

We decided to be fashionably late to the speech day. we were instructed to be in school by 3, Speech day starts at four. We reasoned that we would maximise satisfaction (econs, aha!) by enjoying ourselves in air-conditioned comfort instead of being lectured and told what to do in the stuffy hall.
We reached BP at 3.45.

I came well prepared. I brough American Gods by Neil Gaiman (fantastic book btw) and famous amos cookies to while away the interminable speeches. Ms Tay was looking at me in ABSOLUTE envy. Coz, while she had to be tortured, I was immune, happily doing my own thing!

It was great seeing my classmates again. Especially you, Yuting! (Muz mention you right?) But I forgot to bring my camera, so unfortunately I have no pics.=(

A group of us went for dinner at pizza hut. I think Ashwin had great fun crapping. Well, we had great fun listening to his "crap".

Oh, This article is really cool. So talent counts, but hard work counts for more. Take that, Purvis!

The end of a busy week

This week has been super duper hectic. For one, there were JUDO FINALS on wednesday,
hence I couldn't concentrate at all on monday and tuesday (read: tons of work not done and needing to be caught up)

Monday: Racial Harmony day briefing + stress test frm 1-5 then piano lesson
Tuesday: Chinese Listening + Training
Wednesday: Judo Finals, Debrief, Dinner with Team
Thursday: Napfa test ( 5 items +2.4) after school
Friday: H3 econs from 4-6, Tuition from 8.15-10.15
Saturday: Racial Harmony event 6.45-1300, went to Queensway from Woodlands to buy shoes
Sunday: Judo from 10-1

Its no small wonder that I'm feeling dead
But the A Girls are the judo team CHAMPS! YAY!

The atmosphere at Yio Chu Kang stadium was electric, with Raffles and Hwa Chong on opposite sides cheering and cheering and cheering...
The whole place was just buzzing with energy and noise- i couldn't stand being inside, so i went and sat and paced outside the stadium, with led to numerous people asking whether i was stressed.

After the event, the whole team went to NYDC for dinner. (No pics, cos my camera ran out of storage space) It was great for the girls, cos we were all on a high from winning. However, the boys were despondent. At the debrief we were overhearing things like "do better next year" and general gloomy faces all around. But for all of us, it was the perfect end to the season for the seniors, and something to aim for next year for the juniors.
Jia youz Judo girls! We'll repeat next year ok?
AND, thanks a mil for the awesomely CUTE voodoo doll! =)


OK, i just realized that most of my friends (besides the judo ppl), don't really know what judo is about.
1. Main form of "attack" is throwing people (yea, thats they most basic way i know of explaining, i suppose)
2. The aim is to try to throw your opponent onto his back. Thats an IPPON or full point in competition, and the match ends right away.

Heres a video of a throw (uchimata in this case), ending in Ippon
Uchimata


If your opponent lands mostly on his back, with less force, thats a WAZARI (half point- 2 wazaris make an ippon)
Opponent lands on the side- YUKO (1/4 of a point, not accumulative)
Very very minor landing- KOKA (1/8 of a point, not accumulative)

The team event is where each school sends 5 people (of different weight category) to fight.
Each bout lasts for 3 minutes. And after all the 5 bouts have been fought, the school who has won the most bouts wins.

Does that make the team competition less confusing?

End of CTs and Judo outing

Yay, the CTs are finally over.
And I know I'm going to flunk them and I only have myself to blame. Sigh.

Anyway, I had to go to school just to take the silly chinese tingli. Silly cos I'll spend ONE hour travelling to bishan, ONE hour travelling back, for HALF and hour of ting li. Very clever.
Anway, i thought it was going to last for one hour and was sorely disappointed that I couldn't go with my judo friends to Kbox, but since it only lasted for half an hour, I was free to go. YAY!
Kbox was very amusing. I didn't know any chinese songs (nor english songs to speak of that matter, but nevermind), so whenever i joined in, i think that part would sound out of tune hahax. Oh, and Wei is a very good singer, her range is fantastic.

After Kbox, we went back for training. It was fun. The RGS girls were having selections for national schools so we had self training and got to practice what we wanted- this was really precious. Practiced the uchimata I learnt on thursday. Then Mr Tan called me to go fight Sarah out of the blue. So I went there, looked blur- he looked amused and just went to fight. I was like pulling and pulling and decided to do something. Suddenly she was on the floor, I was going to do ground work and i head 'ippon sonomate'. I stood up, looked blur - he looked amused again and I went off. Till now I have no idea what i did. Probably uchimata ba.

Review of Plays- Warning: Extremely LONG Post Skip if you have a short attention span

You see, I typed quite a lot in the UK, but had no chance to write anything on my blog. So now I'm literally dumping everything out. Heres a blow by blow account of the plays we watched. If you get bored, move right down to the pictures. Does this excess of words satisfy you, ade?

The Crucible
We were giving a choice of watching this or Feydra, a Greek tragedy. Of course, I chose the more famous one, me being the fickle-minded shallow person I am. And I am sorry to say, that I fell asleep in the theatre. I fell asleep. In my defence, I was NOT the only one who fell asleep. Lots of other people watching the play fell asleep too, some even slept through the whole play (at least I only slept through one quarter). The people watching Feydra fell asleep too. The play was actually quite good. But the theatre was warm, and dark… zzZZZZzzz
Religion as an excuse
For the part I DID pay attention to, what I gleaned from it was that the people were so caught up in their beliefs that they used religion as an excuse to justify all their accusations. Religion can be used, and against that ultimate reason, no one, innocent or not, can prevail. It was terrifying, the power of religion and authority figures, and I was suitably frightened to hope that I would never fall into the hands of such people. You can die bewailing your innocence, knowing that you are right, but the hysteria of the masses and the voice of authority damns you to death. And all in the name of justice. What a cruel fate. However, the law today is a bit like that. If you know how to work the system, you’ll have a better chance of coming on top. However, even if you know how to work it, theres no guarantee that you’ll come out unscathed. Maybe that’s why lawyers are disliked, and so many lawyers come to sticky ends. Bleargh- maybe I shall be one. Just joking.
Full Theatres
The theatre where we watched The Crucible was a tiny one, but it was packed. It was just one of the many small theatres in London. And I was amazed by the theatre going culture of the British people. That such a small area like London could support so many theatres, and there are so many plays and musicals going on at the same time, and many of them are sold out. Singapore in comparison, is dull and lifeless. Perhaps it takes time for the Arts scene to develop and to mature. I hope that I’ll be able to see plays and musicals in many parts of Singapore and that the theatres will be full when I go there, not half empty.

Titus Andronicus
Very very very bloody play.
When first told that I would have to stand shivering in the cold for three hours, I was extremely reluctant to watch the play at all. In addition, a small group of us (including me) had foolishly opted to stay around the tower of London instead of going back to the hostel. It rained cats and dogs and the weather was miserably cold- remember, it was before summer had set in.
However, the performance exceeded all our expectations. The cast was marvelous and made use of the arena extremely well. The Shakespeare Globe was a recreation of Shakespeare’s original theatre (Shakespeare in love was filmed there I think), and it was open air. We stood in the pit, and the actors were pushed around. It was extremely fun to have to move or be pushed around to make way for the actors- then we could see them up close! There was real audience involvement and the actors were very engaging. They were totally into their characters, and being close up, we could see each tortured emotion, each nuance clearly. I was hooked.
Being in the pit was also great in that we could choose to stand really near the stage. At first, me, Huiling, Daphne and Linmin were right at the back, but as the play got increasingly bloody, we moved up to the front after the interval in order to enjoy the blood fest (hehex). Some people fainted or felt nauseous because of the tremendous amount of blood split in the play. At any time, one could see green-faced people making their way towards the toilet, signaling that they could not take it anymore. It was tremendously amusing- to me at least.
Anyway, about the play. Its about this Roman general, Titus Andronicus who returns victorious from Rome. He sacrifices the Goth Queen Tamora’s son and Tamora vows revenge. She becomes the queen and has Lavinia, Titus’ daughter’s tongue cut out and her hands cut off. Titus’s sons are also killed off except for one. Titus begins to act strangely, and Tamora lets down her guard. Tamora’s two unsuspecting sons are killed by Titus. And in the last scene, Tamora eats pie containing the fingers of her son, Tamora, the king, Lavinia and Titus are all killed or die. And everyone dies happily ever after.
Yes, extremely bloody indeed. The part after Lavinia’s tongue has been cut out was the bloodiest and most disgusting part- very like WWE. The actress was extremely good. She was jerking and then dribbling out lumps of red coloured things, which looked like blood and bits of tongue mixed together. Fantastic stuff.
Oh, and one of Titus’ sons injured himself while he was being ‘killed.’ He was killed, but could not get up and had to be helped off the stage. Tremendously amusing. The actors were good sports though. Titus asked the audience to pretend that the body was still on stage and then recited his part with only the tiniest hint of irony.
Another great theatre part was when Tamora’s sons were killed. They were hooked upside down onto a bar, and the ankle cuffs were the coolest things, they had hooks on one side that allowed the actors to be hooked up, but the audience could not see that. And when they were killed, the actors took care to slash and smear blood while their bodies were blocking the view of the audience.
So fun! So cold!

Midsummer night’s dream
This was a rehearsal held in an open field. Once again, I was extremely reluctant (hehex) and had to persuaded by Aditi, though again, I was very grateful that I was persuaded in the end. Yea, I seem rather unenthu at the beginning of the trip- my reason for being reluctant was that I didn’t want to sit in the wet grass and get cold- rather lame really. Anyway, the play was performed by an all male cast, and I was amazed by how well the male actors played female roles. Their gender was not obtrusive and did not mar the direction and flow of the play. The cast was extremely small and all of them had to double up. Shakespeare was really great in crafting his play such that a small group of performers could manage to stage the play- just like small traveling troupes would have to do so in the past. There was no fancy orchestra or acoustics, instead the actors sang and hummed. The effect was very good, and the harmonization fantastic- see I still can’t run away from music.
All I can say was that the actors, the music and the stage were great. It all came together and really made the play work.
Aside: We were sitting near the front and the manager came to ask us to move to the back so that the actors can project their voices. I think he’s gay. He has that earring in the ear and a way of speaking that almost has me convinced. Hehex. Random and absolutely boh liao thing to notice.

Julius Caesar
A disappointment. It was by the Royal Shakespeare Company, and we had gone on the backstage tour earlier. The theatre and costumes all seemed fantastic, and it being the RSC, we had high expectations. However, the play turned out to be rather draggy. They used a minimalist set with use of lighting and colours. The actors were quite good. The theatre part was good, but the play was not. It should have been. All the parts were there. However the characters were not engaging, the monologues seemed too long, the scenes too draggy. I was struggling to keep awake for the second half, and while one could hear rustlings and see people fidgeting during the first half of the play, none of that was evident during the second half- the people were all knocked out KO. Even the teachers were struggling to keep awake.
I liked that Mark Antony was played by a black man. He had a loud, booming voice and great stage presence. Portia’s speech was also good. But otherwise the play was just a boring blur (I’m really sorry to say that. Ok, actually I paid attention to the first part of the play cos I knew the plot then I lost focus in the second half where I couldn’t get head of tail of what was going wrong- but the play REALLY was boring. I’m just trying to list all possible externalities.)
I really can’t pinpoint what exactly was wrong with the play. Perhaps it was that what were supposed to be the most dramatic parts turned out to be the opposite. Perhaps it was too self-indulgent, with too many dramatic pauses and time given to the soliloquies were nothing was happening.
However, Julius Caesar the play was also insightful and instructive. It sheds a lot of light into human nature and how to manipulate it, as well as leadership. I remember thinking during the play of jealousy, of manipulating emotions through speeches, and the options left open when one knows that a rival a jealous. I came away resolving to be the best of myself, not to worry about what is leadership or what is the best way to lead. Trying to be a jack of all trades brings no success, rather, it is by being the best of yourself that you can best the best of others.

One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest
It’s a play by Oxford students, and I think it was better than Julius Caesar (a play by PROFESSIONALS.) The play is about Jack a misfit from society who has been sent to a mental hospital by authorities who have no idea what to do with him. The mental hospital is run by the domineering Nurse Ratchet. The patients are put through humiliating group therapy sessions and are dosed with medication to keep them docile. Jack quickly shakes things up and goes into a series of confrontations with Nurse Ratchet. The play ends with Jack given surgery. He dies and a patient escapes.
While the settings and lightings were simply used, the play WORKED. The pacing was good and I was constantly on the edge of my seat. I didn’t fall asleep, but then Mr Reeves sitting next to me may have been a factor too. =)
Open rebellion vs quiet subversion. Which one is better? In real life, if you rebel openly, the authorities crack down on you really harshly and you come to a sticky end. However, a life of confirmitiy means that the status quo remains and in a sense, you are allowing bad things to be done to you. If you never try, you never know. To really rebel, one must really NOT care about anything, to have a spirit that transcends the controlling nature of others. And, part of me does want to confirm, yet while confirming, I want to rebel at the same time. Its contradictory, like wanting to be close and distant to people.
Like taking risks. Life is about taking calculated risks. We can’t control everything, nor can we treat life with reckless abandon. When I decided to just ‘heck it’- to quote myself, the recklessness got me injured and out of playing for some time. So, the lesson is learnt and I’ll have to continually remind myself- be cautious but not too cautious.

Note: we watched two more plays- Antony and Cleopatra and The Royal Hunt of the Sun. Reflections not typed yet. May be up if you find the above interesting.

Music and the UK

Ok, here comes some of my thoughts while in the UK
Music and the UK
It’s the first time I understand the loveliness of music. I realized it at Bath, where this combination of music and wonderful architecture combined to create an absolutely marvelous atmosphere. A group of musicians were playing against the open air and the Roman Baths.A feeling of bliss envelops one, and I realize I can never completely escape. Once you have known the first taste of it, theres no going back. Like first experiencing harmonizing in a choir or ensemble, I understood how the music could spring naturally, and so wonderfully. It was live music, music alive.
Music that fits the setting.
Or the hills and moors or Windermere Lake in the Lake District. I can finally understand the evocativeness of the music. It’s the first time a place makes me think immediately of a piece by any composer, or I can visualize the place immediately when thinking of a place. The hills and moors make me think of Schubert or perhaps Mozart, gently rolling on and a wonderful expanse of green. I tried listening to Rimsky-Korsakov and his music did not fit the scene at all. The Russian school tends to evocate images of towering gates and buildings, a sense of tragedy and sorrow that’s not evident in the green fields and lovely cottages of the English countryside. Photos fail to do the view justice.

Back from UK lit trip

Sorryz for not posting. I've just come back from an 18 day lit trip and theres no wireless broadband there and I have to pay S$1.5 for 7 pathetic minutes of internet, so thats a valid reason for not posting. So Ade, technically for that period, I'm BUSIER than Rannald. =)

First, the post I did up for my Class Blog. After that comes the *exclusive* content(hehex) I suppose.
Jing Yi is finally back from the Lit trip! YAY! And for the next two weeks the loud thumps that can be heard emanating from the RJC school hall will be Jing Yi being unceremoniously dumped through the air and onto the floor by her juniors.

Pictures of men on horses and men with fluffy hats







Well, besides living in some cramped hostels, sharing communal showers and enduring long bus rides, the trip was great fun. We visited LOTS of castles (Windsor, Tower of London, Warwick, Ediinburgh, Bamburgh) that at the end I thought I would puke if I had to endure one more castle. Windsor was great fun at first, but trust me, after you've toured 5 largely similar castles extensively, you wouldn't want to see another one.

I now understand why Purvis(My super-angsty lit teacher) speaks the way he does- he's watched too much Shakespeare! We watched loads of plays on the trip, mostly shakespearean. And after a steady diet of such plays, we start falling into a sort of cadence and your thinking sorts of go haywire. I have a theory- Purvis is so angsty because he's seen too many people being killed and then people moaning that they were the greatest, noblest etc. Thats why he thinks constantly about gravestones! Tadah! (Mrs Toh will scold me for providing insufficient evidence, improper substanstation and probably numerous fallacies. But heck (shhh..))



Thats stonehenge. And in my not very informed opinion, we spent too much time looking at inanimate rocks.

Ooh, one thing besides wonderful lakes, mountains and scenery. All the shops close around six. And that sucks. I'm so used to Singapore where you can like shop till 10 or 11. But in the UK, the streets are deserted after 6, theres nothing to do, and almost nothing to eat. Which I found tremendously irritating at first. I mean, what do these people DO at night? Sleep?

AND i have a picture of Wemmick's "post-office" mouth

The trip was worth it!

Bye! Enjoy your hols!

I'm happy

I know its highly incongrous of me,
but
I'm really happy, really contented now

Status Report

Judo Injury
Some of you may have heard (or seen) that I've injured my ankle. I've spent the last few days analysing what my injury is, my rationale being that the quicker i figure out how to twist my ankle back, the fast I can get back to practice.

It was one of those freak throws/landings kind of thing. Usually, one can throw and be thrown hundreds of times without being injured. I just had the bad luck (no, make that extremely back luck), to be injured in the warm up BEFORE the competition where there were only THREE competitors in my category. Yikes. I hate that feeling. You wake up especially early in the morning, pack your judogi, wear your contact lens, travel all the way from Choa Chu Kang to Bedok, change, warm up... then BAM! you get injured. What an anticlimax.

School
School's been all right so far, I guess. Though I still haven't gotten the hang of writing an A level history essay. Dunno, I keep puzzling over the structure of the essay and what to put inside it. Sigh

Lit Trip and RMUN's coming up soon. I'm in the secretariat- which means I'm in charge of printing certificates. Yeah, imagine the "glory" of getting to type in all 230 names of the participants and printing them out. They should all prostrate in front of me and thank me from their puny little hearts. (just joking) =)

I MISS TRAINING!! (wails)

Thats Harai Goshi, the throw I'm currently trying to Get Right, and which is taking An Awful Long Time.
k, thats abt all. =)

Night Out + Happy B'dae Rannald!

Went for dinner with Ms Tay, Shi Jia, Adeline, Asyikeen and Rannald. The place Asyikeen brought us to was very nice! Thanks asyikeen! =)

It was thoroughly enjoyable eating and talking, but Ms Tay had to leave at abt 9, so we left. After that Ade, Rannald and I went to Starbucks for coffee. We ended up talking till abt 11 then we went home.
I got a very angry call from my mom wondering why I didn't tell here where I was and who I was with. Apparently, dad gets worried if I'm not home by 10.30 pm (OHMIGOD- thats freaking early)

Nevertheless I had a great time. I know my days are going to get busier and busier with school work and cca. School work makes one really really boring, but theres nothing I can do about it, bah. Anyway, today got me thinking about friends. Its always very nice to have some one to talk to about anything under the sun, and to laugh and talk crap. Being alone is not bad either, but having friends do spice up your life.

Ok, I'm not doing this post justice. I'm too tired- its 12 pm at night, practically unknown for a girl who regularly sleeps at 10.30pm.

So, Happy Birthday, Rannald. Many Happy returns of the day!

tata

Perfect lover

Instructions: The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover. Specify the gender of the target. Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their page saying they've been tagged. If tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.

Okaaay, since I got tagged by carmen, and this seems fun, i thought, why not do if just for the heck of it?

Gender: male

1. NO smoking or gambling
The first one is almost exactly like carmen's, but my stand is a tad (ok, a lot) more hardline. I CANNOT stand smokers. If they feel the need to poison themselves, they are free to do so, but must they poison the rest of the people standing around them too? Selfish ignorant fuckdrs.

2. Must get on well with parents
This is one of the most important things in making a relationship work. Usually when the parents disapprove, they can make the relationship really rocky. I've heard of so many relationships and marriages that broke up because of unreasonable and disapproving parents.

3. Have a sense of humour
Any sense of humor or wit will do. I just like guys who know how to have fun, and be able to take a joke at their own expense.

4.these few slots
5.show why I am an arts student
6.- cos i can't count

7. Understands me
This is like the stuff of dreams(and movies and crappy romance books- which shows that i've been reading those too much?), you know, with the stereotypical "soul mates" thingy? Its almost unbearably skin-tingly goosebumpy mindnumbingly romantic. But a girl can dream, can't she?

8. Loves me
Most importantly, no matter what qualities he has, he must love me.


But the perfect lover is the one of misty dreams, of unreality. Life is often jarring, and the perfect man never exists. Don't hold what you have to some unreachable invisible standard, striving for something that can never be. An Ideal is still an Ideal, but I know in my heart of hearts, that I would be content with much much less.

Oh btw, carmen's entry on this is MUCH more interesting than mine's. Go read hers, she's at http://studiousbookworm.blogspot.com/

Who am I tagging? I don't know...
(subtext: I know who I want to do it bt I'm not saying)

I just want a chance

" I know that I was playing with fire. I ran the risk, and if I was set free, I would do the same." - Ghandi

Why do others judge based on where we come from, what we have done, what we look like? All I want is a chance to prove myself, if you let me. Why do we not get the chance to even try? Is it too much to ask for, the opportunity of being given the benefit of doubt?

And thats whats wrong with a system of a select few elite. It gets impossibly difficult to break into that small select circle. Even if you know you are good, even if you are good, sometimes they just don't give you the chance. And thats what I hate. Rejection always rankles. No, it hurts. And though one may smile, and say, "its ok", the hurt lingers, and festers and it hurts, and you can't say anything to anyone because its not supposed to hurt. It is terrifyingly sad to be rejected not because you were plain lousy, but because you had no chance.

What do you do?

You try again

Life so far

School's been fun recently--theres so many activities that the difficulty is signing up in time and managing your own time. I'm going to watch a judo competition tomorrow (my first ever), and I hope it'll be exciting. Now that i'm joining Judo as a cca, I might as well give it my all.

I think I'm rusty from not doing work or writing for such a long time, so I've got a lot of catching up to do. However, I don't really feel like doing work, and the work is creeping up and up...

What words do you associate with me?

What words would you use to describe me?
So please, tick 5 words that best depict me- its fun!
http://kevan.org/johari?name=jingyi

Happy Lunar New Year!

I had a great time at BP today =) It was GREAT seeing everyone again, and gossiping about the different JCs.

Oh, and thankyou Ms Tay as well as Adeline, Rannald, Shi Jia and Rui Yan for the absolutely lovely dinner on Wednesday. We should do this more often!

Thats all for now
ari

Happy New Year!

May '06 be a better year for everyone!

It may be a tad late, but hey, I can still bore everyone with my new year resolutions

1. Play basketball aka have a life in JC (highly improbable, but hey, give it a heck!)

2. Be nicer, ok- attempt to be more polite, which is slightly more feasible

Usually people try for at least 5 resolutions, but I ran out of ideas halfway (and I've actually bored myself), so thats about it

I'm selling my piano

Cos my teacher insists on me changing my piano for the ABRSM diploma syllabus, I'm selling my piano.

Its an ASAHI U1QMP, exam model, 122cm tall.
Bought it for SGD 5000, now just asking for abt $2500

Anyone interested? Contact my mom Mdm Chien at 96726539