day one, 28/4/09

TODAY'S THE DAY

the first day of the archery competition~ and we are... not really ready for it O_o but anyhoo, today's the first dayyy. exposure.. that's all we're looking for.. exposureeee

cikgu Kenny Leong took us there, along with Kelvin (the coach's 'assistant') and his spanking new pick up truck :P it still had that new car smell. the most expensive smell in the world lol.

i decided that since we're gonna be so damn sunburnt by the end of the competition, we mite as well do "before and after" shots. these are the "before" shots of the girls (the guys are in cikgu kenny's car so it's kinda hard to get their pictures O.o

good 'ol emma, sharing my iPod :)

it was awfully boring and tense in the car, so we listened to a very calming, serene song LOL (excuse the reflection.. it was a bright day and the sun was blinding)
jasmine, who came prepared (the cap and sunscreen... )

so in kelvin's car, we were kinda bored.. then i got an sms from marcus:
Lol.. right behind you lar. gundu.

if you're wondering what "gundu" means, it's a singaporean term for "stupid" or "naive"... it caught on quick and we all started using it for the entire archery competition. other terms like "egg yolk!" simply mean "bullseye~" and "egg
white" means.. umm... "not bullseye" hahaha that was contributed by cikgu kenny. i shall quote him:
eh, know what you can do to get an egg yolk? *points to target in school (last training)* turn the target into an omelete~!!

did you get the joke??

an omelete has egg yolk all over.. smart eh? *sighs*

so anyway, back to marcus' sms. i looked, and indeed, they were behind us. so i replied:

swt.. look up, i'm gonna try take a picture of you guys.

and the end result...
CIKGU KENNY'S CAR! lol.. the sun's glare deprived me of my ability to take pictures.. ughh the weather...

so after an excrutiating, butt numbing, leg cramping forty five minutes, we arrived at the stadium. we were late, and indeed clueless, so we didn't know what to do. the competitors shocked us because..

THEY WERE SO FRIGGING PRO

most of them have represented their state, school, district, whatever.. we've only just begun about a month before the competition. So, with heavy hearts, we climbed and huddled in the back of Kelvin's pickup truck and rued our decision in competing.

coach came over holding some papers. he explained the rules and regulations to us, bombarding us with strange jargon that seemed to come so naturally for him. we were sooo confused at this point. the culture shock threw us into a daze and it felt like we were drowning.. literally drowning.

it took alot.. and i mean a lot of effort to decipher what was written on the papers..
and instantly, i was reminded of our MOOTING COMPETITION
we were prefects for a day!

what have we gotten ourselves into?!

we distracted ourselves by looking around blankly and thinking of anything besides the competition... i discovered that Jong's Crocodile Farm was just a few kilometers away...

look at the road sign.. it's the one in brown

emma: hey, lets walk to jong's crocodile farm.. den we can hide there for the next three days
me: lol!!

yeah.. we wish... -____-

so eventually, we went for the sightest* (trial and error period where we get to adjust the readings on our bows so we aim and score egg yolk after egg yolk)

the entire first day was a sightest to prepare for the real competition tmrw. waste eh? lol. but it was for our own good anyway.

***

the day flew by as we were more relaxed that it wasn't the real competition yet.

the journey home was a painful one.. i was bruised and sunburnt.. and it was only the first day! ughh the weather.. marcus and jasmine rode with me in kelvin's car. emma and kenneth snagged seats in cikgu kenny's car. emma called shotgun. lol

before we knew it, we were back in school early enough to catch our friends in their classrooms. school had ended, but everyone was waiting to go home.
marcus had a boo boo and had a sunburn around his bandaids.. lol gundu!

my bruise (which grew in the last three days started off like this: yes, i did bleed.

and jasmine with her sunscreen defied all of us and didn't get much darker -__-

so we arrived in school in a flash and everyone was telling me how red my face was, and bla bla bla, i'd much rather not talk about it. so, for you guys' sake, i took pictures of my red lobster face -__-

oh! we adopted nicknames amongst ourselves while at the competition:
lovelyn the lobster (cause of the sunburn) that set off the rest of the nicknames..
emma the eel
kenneth the krill
jasmine the jellyfish
cikgu Kenny the kelp
marcus the mussel



signing out, lovelyn the sunburnt lobster

monday

i know it's kinda late, but better late than never :)
*note: this is in the context of last monday, 27th April.

today was our last chance to train for the archery competition.. which is TOMORROW. omg!! we each had new bows, arrows, arm guards, finger tabs, quivers, the works. so, feeling a little confident, we made our way to the school field to begin training.. guess what...

it POURED
there was thunder and lightning too, so we definitely could not train... ugh the weather..

that was pretty much it for our "last minute preparation"... rain rain rain

i'll post on it tomorrow.. too tired

basically... i'm:
1. sunburnt
2. tired
3. bruised like you wouldn't believe
4. extremely itchy (sunburn)
5. red and blue...and 'black'

but i'm
1. contented
2. thankful
3. more experienced? :)

Brainstorm

I've just received news that tmrw, we have to present an oral topic.. in BM.. MALAY!!! O.o i can't think of a topic.. at all O_o i considered doing "my family tree" But then i decided that it might be a little bland and cliche... so i thought i'd do foot-binding, cause my great grandmother was one of the "lucky few" to disfigure her feet.

But for the sake of everyone's stomach, i decided to drop that idea... i don't think everyone would enjoy their lunch after hearing about it anyway.. it would make walking much harder. and running and jogging and jumping and standing... but anyway, it's quite a cool topic if you ask me, but i don't think i'll be able to say much about it in BM... yes, i said it.. i don't think i can say much in BM... Malay.. -__-

so, i have to choose an easier and more diverse topic. i then thought of doing the History of China :D

it sounded like a good enough topic, i mean.. we're all chinese in 4B, even the teacher is chinese. We'd all be able to relate to it, it wouldn't be boring, it certainly would be educational.



but what can i say about the history of china??
i could just take everything out of our history books.
duh.. lol :) but then it would be studying sejarah...
and that doesn't sound so appealing now, does it?.. but our history books are in bm after all... hmm.. maybe with some awesome photographs and graphics and a lot of confidence, i'd be able to pull it off?

but what if i bore everyone to death?? pictures and a slideshow would help.. i mean.. it would make it less boring than it already is..

right?? O.o i gotta think of more ideas...

i do

Thank you for helping me heal

cause i'm halfway there :)

I'm having a day from hell
It was all going so well
Before you came
And you told me you needed space
With a kiss on the side my face
Not again

And not to mention
The tears I shed
I shoulda kicked your
Ass instead
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream

'Cause baby...

Everything is effed up straight from the heart
Tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start?
'Cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No, ohh

Don't know where I parked my car
Don't know who my real friends are
Anymore
I put my faith in you
What a stupid thing to do
When it rains it pours

And not to mention
I drank too much
I'm feelin' hungover
Out of touch
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream

'Cause baby...

Everything is effed up straight from the heart
Tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
'Cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart

Can't it be easier?
Can't I just change my life?
'Cause it just seems to go bad every time
Will I be mending
Another one ending once again

Everything is effed up straight from the heart
Tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
'Cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
(No)

Everything is effed up straight from the heart
Tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
'Cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
(Falls apart)

Gotta pick myself up
'Cause babe I'm fed up

Everything is effed up straight from the heart
Tell me, what do you do when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up, where do I start
'Cause I can't turn to you when it all falls apart

So what do I do when it all falls apart? turn to my friends and slowly recover. thank you guys, i can always count on you to pick me up when i fall. i thank you i really do :)

storms

Yesterday turned out very odd. the weather was definitely against us during archery training. I mean, it wasn't just pouring rain, there were GIANT BOLTS OF LIGHTNING and not to mention EAR SPLITTING THUNDER. i hate storms... HATE storms. i find them really irritating. sure, they're cool and mother nature gets to unleash her fury every now and then, but storms always occur at the most unexpected times... mother nature needs better timing -__- but who am i to say how nature works? ughh lol

So we got kinda wet and drippy and muddy and we didn't get to train.. that's a big issue cause the competition's on Tuesday (yes, we're missing school!! :D) so uh frigging oh! and it happened again today... the thunder is really picking at my nerves. i mean, it goes BOOM CRASH BANG at the most random moments. sorta like all those random firecrackers every chinese new year. I would've taken a vid of the entire scenario of yesterday's wild escapade but duh, i had no camera. Which is rather inconvenient O_o maybe i should carry a camera around and look like some camera geek freak. But it would make things more convenient. hmmm... lol :) and cameras are cool :D

Monday's gonna be another training session... and it's our last chance. I'm not betting on winning, (cause we kinda need more practice.. much more practice) but here's to hoping we don't look like idiots. wish us luck! we might need it :S

Lovelyn

flabbergasted

So today i woke up happy and looking forward to the dance workshop thing with Peichen. As usual, i just slapped on a t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans (and duh, converse), ate a speedy breakfast and when i got to the hall, the sun was literally scorching hot. it was soooo hot that i wondered if i'd be boiled alive in my own sweat. seriously, it was like an oven. A FRIGGING OVEN.

Peichen was like "Lovelyn, it's so hot... there're only two fans inside" and immediately i rued my decision in coming. what did i get myself into again??? i tied my hair back into a pony tail (like i do in school) and pinned my fringe so my face felt the occasional (very occasional) breeze.

My self esteem was completely, totally and utterly wayyyy down low when hoards of guys congregated next to us. yeah.. uh oh! peichen's dancing mates showed up a little while after. They were indeed a bouncy bunch. friendly. sociable. they mostly spoke mandrin... uh oh again. gathering every mandrin word that Peichen and Ya Wan and my other classmates have taught me, i attempted to make conversation. BIG FRIGGING UH OH

I literally had to whisper every word to myself before i spoke. I don't want to seem like a "banana" (y'know.. yellow [chinese]on the outside but white [western] on the inside). My whole life has been filled with insults on my inability to speak chinese... gahhhh.... and now that my mandrin has improved a smidge, I decided to put it to the test...

Unfortunately, my depleting self esteem deprived me of that and i ended up bluttering english instead... Peichen spent most of her time with me and i THANK HER FOR THAT!! If it weren't for her, i'd probably sink into the cement, dragged down by my incredibly low confidence level.

The instructor took a long time to arrive. a long long time. So when he finally did, everyone flocked into the hall. I'm just gonna skip this part because nothing much happens here.

I was literally taken by surprize when most everyone started dancing... no, not normal dancing like i expected... everyone started breakdancing. "it's a breakdance workshop?! breakdancing??" you have got to be kidding me... ME breakdancing?! someone had better get the paramedics.. STAT.

The other dancers made each move and trick look like a stroll in the park. they were so good! PRO might be the right term to use.Note: it's a girl and she's wearing CONVERSE!!

yeah.. i think i've made my point. I gained a new respect for this dance. My feet feel like they weigh a ton each. I dropped out early cause.. yeah.. i'm not much of a dancer :) serena was there, emma was supposed to come, crystine (tiney-poo) was supposed to come for the afternoon session. Peichen roughed out the entire two days. *APPLAUSE*

But it was fun. With less strangers and more friends, it would have been perfect. i know i know, i'm sounding very anti-social, but you'd be "pai-seh" too if you were new to something and everyone around you was really really good.

Indeed, i am flabbergasted





Lovelyn

first hello's

So yes, i finally have a blog. I might not even update that frequently. And if you notice, i don't usually put my "i"s in capital when they're supposed to be. But yeah.. whatever. lol

i decided to create a blog out of boredom. I'm actually feeling really emo now, but unlike other bloggers out there, i shall not rant, i shall not whine, i shall not write poems with sad words that rhyme. omg.. i start rhyming when i'm emo. gahh. When they say time heals everything, i'm hoping they're right. It's been almost a week now. No change. okay okay, enough of being emo. Let's get to the lighter side of things.

So i've just been informed that i'll be going for the interschool archery competition. Honestly, i am really happy about it. Marcus, Emma, Jasmine and Kenneth Yap are going too. Coach doesn't expect us to win, but he's sending us for the experience. There's another competition in May. Held in Labuan. The minimum tension for the bow is a whopping THIRTY PLUS POUNDS. we're currently using twenty eight as our maximum. so we've gotta "work out". no.. slash that.. we've REALLY gotta work out. and the target is gonna be THIRTY METERS away. We'll pray no one walks past. This monday we'll be training our butts off in the school field. I really really hope the footballers don't mind sparing us a little space. well, alot of space. The competition is on the twenty seventh... nine more days... i'm really really afraid. anxious. utterly petrified. Well, we'll pray that we don't look like fools. The other archers were trained from young.. as young as seven years... and we've only started since the beginning of this year!! *deep breath* okokokok chilax... we're going to do fine... i hope we don't bring shame to our school though, that would be really really badd... ughh..

There's nothing much to blog about considering that there's nothing much happening. i'll just leave it at this and hope people actually read this.

Lovelyn Goh of class 4B year 2009.

I hereby pledge not to misuse my blog to threaten, insult, hurt, gossip, swear and all things unethical. Now doesn't that sound familiar? ;)