I think i just saw my cousin.

Ok, how shall i explain this. I have a total of 7 cousins. 6 of which are from my fathers side. Out of the 6, 4 of them are sisters who hate me and the other two are siblings who live in KL so i haven't seem them in a decade.

I was lazing on my couch, albeit unattractively of course, and watching Hannah Montanna. Because, gasps, i actually do not think its that bad a show as some people make it out to be. So there!

I believe she was dancing to "The Bone Song" when a random boy calls out to me from the dining table. He says, "Michelle?"

Startled, i look up and squint at the character. The first thing that comes to my mind is

"Who in the world is this person?!"

But i decide not to yell and settle for a "Hello" instead. Afterwhich, i readjust myself and hug a pillow to my chest, ready to use it as ammunition and throw it at him if i so need to.

Said boy then pauses, nods his head and goes, "Ok. Bye." He waves and walks into the kitchen. Leaving me absolutely confused about his identity.

He could be my cousin. Who lives in KL.. but maybe came to visit. He sort of resembles my cousin, they both wear glasses. Also, my aunt from Australia is at my house so maybe he came to look for her.

Which is strange, because it is my aunt from AUSTRALIA. Not Malaysia. And my father didn't mention anything about their family coming over. Though his dad did visit a few weeks ago but left before i even saw him once. Could he have brought his family over?

Then again if he wasn't my cousin, why would he come into my house? And i know what you're thinking, the answer is no. It is not some random boy from the street who has come to declare his undying love for me. Honey, we live in a little country called Singapore. There are like, trespassing laws against this. And besides if he was, he could have at least come with a mariacchi band or something. I mean, ya ain't gonna get no woman wit no marriachi band! Goodness!

Therefore, this leaves me with my previous conclusion - that i have just met my cousin.

Actually. I should probably just go ask my mum.

Well, wasn't that a nice 15 minutes of my life wasted!




Michelle went "Hey macadmia" :)

OH MY GOODNESS.

I JUST GOT THE MOST HORRENDOUS BLAST FROM THE PAST.

DISGUSTING. SICK. DISGUSTING.

Wah. I really cannot act man!!!!!




Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

Every one is talking about it. So heck, i will too.

O LEVEL RESULTS ARE OUT ON THURSDAY.

But there obviously must be something wrong with me. Because rather than worrying about how my fate has been decided by an old, balding, sweater-wearing prune-eating man, i'm thinking about how i can get out of swim P.E instead.

Not that i'm extremely confident of my results. Goodness knows i'm not. Its just that somehow, the mere prospect of waking up to go to school and then mysteriously ending up in a pool with1029856948 other people is not exactly the way i pictures Result Day to go. I thought it would be more.. wake up, freak out, go to school, meet other people who are freaking out, freak out together - i mean, i'm picturing a full on freak fest!

Which, i guess will still happen. Just that some of us will be clad in a swimsuit and perpetually wrapped in a towel that will act as our second skin. So the conversation will be more like,

"Oh no! O Level results are coming out today!"
"Eh i didn't know you were so fat ah!"

At this very moment, im having a flashback to right after NOL today. Armed with a spoilt paper cutter, i asked my J3 senior "How do i pon swim p.e?"

She replied,

Lesson one - Absent yourself from school
Lesson two - Say you've got your period (don't you love being a girl)
Lesson three - Parents letter

I forgot what she said about lesson four, but all i know is that she never attended a single one. Gasps, friends! I have met my master!

Unfortunately, i am a coward who bows down to the mighty disciplinary system. I'm not kidding. The mere prospect of getting even ONE single demerit point makes my feet quiver. So all these plans are nothing but random pieces of information that are of no actual use to me.

Since, yes, i will be one of the very few attending school on Thursday.

It seems that everyone has made up their minds to skip school on Result Day. Because there is no point in going to school in the first place. I, for one, thoroughly agree. Its too bad i don't have the guts not to go unless i really do catch some deadly virus from the kelong and get an MC from a certified medical doctor.

Maybe i'll get lucky and the whole cohod will pon. Then swim p.e gets cancelled due to lack of participation. Or i don't mind the alternative either. Where turns out eveybody is as much of a scaredy cat as i am and all LIE that they're not going to school, but show up anyway. Then the pool will be so full and all the water will be displaced. And no one can swim.

Or maybe it will rain. Best, lightning hazard. Oh God, i pray for rain. I pray pray pray for rain.

I have a lot of tickets to cut tomorrow. Haha, it was fun and exciting this afternoon. I have never used a paper cutter in my life, and the idea of getting to cut paper with an actual paper cutter was very fascinating. The perforator too. The perforator.. Ooh, just thinking about it gives me goose bumps!!!

That was of course, until it was 7.50 at night and i was left with a whole stack of 200 tickets that had yet to be cut out. And when everybody left but the J3's and myself, trying desperately to fix my best friend the paper cutter which had STOPPED WORKING. I believe Deesha took the thing apart so many times we developed long sightedness. Only to realise that the metal base of the cutting area had come out and was the root cause of all this frustration.

The situation went like this.

I peer into the big plastic bag. See metal thing. Say, "Isn't this supposed to be used?????"

Deesha looks up. Narrows her eyes at object in my hand. Telepathically tells me to die.

Anyway, we'll be continuing with that tomorrow. Its actually pretty fun when the paper cutter works. I'm sorry i keep talking about my best friend the paper cutter. I like saying the words "paper cutter". Hee hee. Paper cutter. Hee hee hee hee hee.

Ok i'd better get to school now. Oh my goodness i typed school. I meant bed. I could have edited that but i wanted to leave it there for the effect. What effect? I'm not sure. But its quite funny.

Good night.

And dear God, i pray pray pray i do well too.




Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

OGL: Delissa!

Aisin <3

Girls: Michelle Gwee, Jia Min, Rachel Ong, some TK girl, Jia Yin, Rachel Teow, Justine, Xin Jie, Cammie & Lesley

Guys: Max, Bryan, Edmund, Andy, Sahel, Abel, Avery, Nathan .. and Jia Yin.

To me, orientation means two things.

One, it means fun fun fun!! And two, it means no lectures.

So i think you'll understand me when i say,

I MISS ORIENTATION :(

Sigh!

Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

But the scriptwriters killed the beauty of it all. This can only mean one thing.

Soseono will leave :'(.

I foresee a lot of pain in the last few episodes.

I don't want to give any excuses - but i really can't dance.

Its not that i don't dance. I just really really can't. That was a High School Musical 2 joke by the way. Hehe.

As a part of our Orientation, we have a mass dance to learn. And as hard as i try i can't seem to do it right. Hold on. I can't seem to do it at all.

I'd like to point out that i, for one, am shocked that boys can dance. They're not supposed to. Boys are supposed to stick out their chin and be like, "Not for me" in a low barritone voice. Then they pick up their bags and walk away while pretending to be cool. Aren't boys supposed to be like this?!?

NO. Apparently not. The guys in my OG group can dance. Its almost depressing.

I realise that i do not have the psychomotor skills that some people have. This ability to pick up dance steps like that *snap*. It takes me like.. a while.. before i am sure what i am supposed to do. Even then, i have to constantly look at the person in front of me and try to keep up. I always miss the beat, i never do the turns, my feet actually never leave their position except for random steps here and there where i pretend i know what i'm doing.

I can't even do the box step. THE BOX STEP. WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO DO THE FRIGGIN BOX STEP.

My partner, funny coincidence by the way, is Avery from church. I pity the boy. Pity him so much. What luck he must have had to get me as his partner. And i'm not exaggerating here, i really really am a horrible dancer. I'm never going to survive DEP. Plus, its both amazing and embarrassing to see so many people who can dance. Embarrassing in the sense that like, dammit-i-didn't-know-so-many-people-could-dance-and-i-can't. Well, you know what i mean.

So, now here i am. Staring at the Orientation 08 mass dance video. Trying, trying to learn this. Why does it have to be so fast. Why couldn't they pick some song with a slower tempo. And do simple moves like that grease lightning thing and shake our butts a little bit.

This is not only to save my bruised ego, its also because i'm looking upon it with a vengeance.

Though somehow, i doubt this last minute recap will help anything. 5 bucks i'm going to get thrown around by Avery tomorrow. Ok make it 10. Set? Can. Pay me on Monday.

The last day of Orientation is tomorrow!!! Its been super duper fun. Suuuuuuuuuuuuper! We learnt all these cheers and rebuttals. Every day we'd have 2 Mass Rally sessions. One right after the long.. boring.. talks and one at the end. No one has any energy during the first one. But after all the fun, you get energized and suddenly everyone behaves like they've eaten 20 packets of sugar. Everybody screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaams.

We do lots of cheers and its so so fun. You really feel the spirit in the air. The games are all really fun too. I'm serious, you get so dirty playing them. Like there was this game where we got starch all over us. And one where we had dirty water poured all over us. They make us like, wear this sock soaked in water and a flipper on the other foot, then throw on this other shirt thats soaked in water and goggles and race. And everyone has used the same thing. Everyone. The water is black and sweaty and its gross like you can't even imagine. But fun.

You get so wet and grimy. Just today, we rolled around in the mud. As in literally. We rolled. In the mud. It got all over my WHITE tee and shorts and hands and legs and a little on my hair. Afterwards we were all crusty. I had random pieces of grass stuck everywhere. So dirty. So fun.

Un-glamSERES.

Then we had to pass shaving cream to each other using our faces. Hahahaha. I had to keep rubbing noses with Jie Yin to get it. Speaking of my OG mates, they're nice. I didn't talk to some but they all seem really nice and enthusiastic. So i'm definitely enjoying my time :)!

Our groups name is called Aisin. They broke it down like.. the entire cohod is seperated into 4 clans. Seres (china), Kyojin (Japan), Joaquim (Singapore) and Ingus (India) are the 4 main countries that the AC students come from. Within each clan, the students are further broken up into groups. All of them have names that relate to the main clan. And theres this whole story line to the entire orientation. They always show a video and its really funny, of the clan heads in their quest for Acsiana. Then theres a little skit on stage after. Haha, it never fails to wake up all the people who fell asleep.

I guess you could say i'm really enjoying my time here. Dance or no dance. And i'm starting to get scared. I'm afraid that i won't get to stay here. That i'll have to leave. I hate to sound so vulnerable but its true. It makes me think back to when i didn't get through the SA DSA auditions and how i felt when i found out. Sure i was dissapointed, but i was fine. Besides me screwing up the audition and all. There was something that made me feel that it was all alright. Then how ACJ came into the picture and became the school i wanted to go to. How the Lord blessed me with a last minute phone call that made the world of a difference when i was close to giving up hope. Doors just seemed to open one by one.

Is this the school for me? I don't know. It may not be as amazing as i think it is if i experience it a little more. In life, we're bound to meet with some sort of problem. Supposing i get to stay, maybe i'll be miserable and wishing that i never got there. These are the things you'll never know. Its a little risk you take no matter what road you choose.

Yet i feel like i've never wanted something so much in my life. Its a strange, horrible feeling. But one that spurs me on. I can't do anything about my O level papers now. The only thing i can do is pray and pray that i'll score well. And even if i don't, i pray that i'll still pull through any how.

So if you ask me, do i want to stay here?

The answer is yes. Yes i do want to stay here.

And no matter what happens. I'm not going to give any excuses.





Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

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