 Currently 16 going 17 July 11th, 1992 TPJCian Ex-Queenstownian Ex-Fairsian Elemental Muse
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6:08 PM Today school was filled a amusement for almost every activities that's going on! Given the 2 supposedly MOST STRESSFUL tests that turned out to be the most regaling experience I had in school this year, I must say, I enjoyed the day, very much! Had my 2.4km re-run today since I didn't participate the last round. The test was, effortless! Surprisingly, I came in 5th among all the re-runners that ran the re-run at about 12 minutes? I BROKE MY RECORD!! =D Walking back to class after changing and managing to "smuggle" food and most importantly, myself back to the temporary classroom block was another achievement! Well, at least doing it in front of the head, vice-head prefects and some teachers was counted as an achievement? Guilty but shameless, I walked passed Melvin's class (5A) and saw something really... Out-of-the-ordinary... Harris, "Chenxing!" Me (looking at Melvin), "Huh? Who called me?" Harris, "Chenxing!" Me (turned and face the place where the voice was coming from and see no one), "Oh no.. This is freaky.." Harris (walked to me), "Look at the ceiling of the temp classrooms!" Me (shocked), "Huh! So it's you.. Why? Another trick? It's still April..." Harris, "Just see luh!" Me, "Orhs." When I saw that, I'm really lost for words for a moment. Just how did that Paper-Plane get to that height of about 8 - 12 metres, at the gradient in which rockets are launched and stayed there in perfect shape?! Me, "How... How did it get up there?" Harris, "Not I do one. Derek throw one.." Me, "I mean. That plane can only glide, not fly... up?" Harris, "Derek did it! Serious!" Me, "erm erm..." Harris (stands in a weird position and pretend to use all his might to throw a plane), "Just throw luh.. Like that." Me, "The plane will go out of shape if you throw like that according to physics and experiments I've conducted in the past!" Harris, "I don't know..." Me (take the picture), "okay?"  This is the picture of the paper-plane that penetrated the steel net and the aluminium at the highest part of the ceiling of the temporary classroom block structure.Chinese oral sucked today. But it definitely was amusing! I LOVE Mrs L's oral skills as an examiner! =D Passage was mainly about Olympics Torch. Cool yeah? Indeed! With many weird translations of City names. The rest was pretty much alright. Cum the conversation section. It ROCKED, in a sarcastic way I should say. For convenience sake, I shall try my best to translate it all into English. Mrs L (started posing after I finished reading), "Alright, now tell me. Is organizing proms in high class restaurants or ballrooms for graduating students a good choice?" Me, "Oh. It's good to a certain extent but it is too in a bad way..." Mrs L (nods), "Yea. Agree agree.." Me, "It's good because it is the last activity the school's gonna organise for the graduating students, so of course, it should be as grand and nice as possible. But there are some poorer students who..." Mrs L, "What about poorer students who can't afford? What can the school do? Note, the school won't be paying. The students will be paying full-cost!" Me, "I was about to say that right! Where am I. Oh! The school should subsidise the cost for poorer students who can't afford the prom night so that they can also enjoy their last few moments in secondary school..." Mrs L, "Enough. So where do you think the school can organise the prom night to make it much cheaper as compared to restaurants or ballrooms?" Me, "I'd suggest the school hall. Look! It's big enough with good lighting and ventilation perhaps? So just move some tables and chairs, do some spring-cleaning and...." Mrs L (started telling her story and forgets that this was an exam), "Cool! I share the same view too! You know it's good in a lot of ways and it's much cheaper! No rental fees the school will pay, no interest, no nothing! Everyone would be able to afford and..." Me (to myself), "I am NOT your examiner!!!" Mrs L, "Okay. Upon saying so much, do you have any point to add?" Me, "Of course, oh I can't take it anymore..." Mrs L, "What?" Me, "oh nothing. Most of the things that I want to say, you've covered for me. But also, the poorer students will benefit A LOT with this..." Mrs L, "Enough. My turn." Mrs L (continue explaining.), "blah blah..." Mrs L (suddenly got really serious), "You know in your oral in July, please focus on your main points..." Me, "I did the same for Os last year!" Mrs L, "then why did you come here?" Me, "retake. hais." Mrs L, "So how much did you get?" Me, "Distinction you lousy examiner..." Mrs L, "Very well, you may leave." Me (stands up and take my bag), "Thank you Mrs.." Mrs L, "Wait! So why did you retake?" The conversation continues with poor Simon waiting right behind, enduring all the noise pollution created in front. This was really something beyond the ordinary isn't it?! Just wanna conclude my oral experiences with... I'M NOT AN EXAMINER BUT A CANDIDATE! Today was truly an extraordinary day for me. Isn't it? Wednesday, April 23, 2008ISA TSD Practical MYE Assessment'o9 TPJChoir
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