i got the form to join Rhapsody 2005 from mdm chitra this morning. i'm rather skeptical on whether i should really join or not. i have no song to sing. really nothing. sheesh.

Thursday, 7th of July 2005 is officially the worst day ever since i stepped inside innova jc. it has been an awfully horrendous day. never did i expect myself to be ridden with such bad luck! now let me tell you a story about a girl named Nadia who started the day without her beloved handphone with her.

the first lesson of the day was her malay lesson with cikgu hani. things were going smoothly with her talking and bitching with her pal, shradha, until the moment the teacher stepped into the classroom. the first thing she said was to find volunteers for the kite-making [wau] session for the malay cultural week in august. since no one volunteered on their free will, she decided that she would pick four lucky students to be involved. thankfully for nadia, she was one of those lucky four. and she was soon counting her lucky stars. she couldn't have wanted it more badly.

up next was a more traumatising period. cikgu hani further requested for all ao malay students [including the lovable nadia] to be partnered with the opposite sex to do an interview of the other. she gave a period of 10 seconds for the students to find their own partners but being the conservative individuals that they were, no one budged although a boy named ariff did make a brave attempt to partner with a girl named ricca melissa. after the grace period was up, she assigned us to our partners and thankfully [this time for real] for nadia, she was partnered with zac, a foreign student studying in singapore. surely something has to go right after a bad start.

during her tutorial with a teacher named ms x, the class was made into explaining the reason of their absence from the holiday classes. she made everyone of them into telling her why. nadia was afraid of the worse as she attended only one of the two holiday classes. frantically, her mind was insensely flipping through the pages of the traditional excuses charter to find a reasonable excuse to give. she finally settled on one, which was she being sick on that awful awful day. so here was a glimpse of how the interrogation went.

ms x: and you?

nadd: i wasn't feeling well on that day.

ms x: and you were sick for four weeks?

nadd: but i attended the lecture.

ms x: so? the lecture's different from tutorial.

nadd: .........

ms x: and it showed on your paper. you did not study.

nadd: but i was sick on that morning.

and that was how it ended. but that certainly did not gave nadia the complete satisfaction from her public humiliation. what she wanted to continue telling her was,

"i was not sick for four weeks. no idiot would fall sick for a month. and i happen to be having a fever on that tuesday morning. do you expect me to come to school and disrupt your lesson by excusing myself to the restroom half the time? and would you prepare the guilt of letting my fellow peers infect the virus from me? i don't think so. i think i did you a favour there. and you have no, absolutely NO right to insult us of our intelligence in front of others. everyone one of us is special in our right. no one calls us stupid as that would be a huge insult to our parents."

unfortunately, that didn't actually come out from nadia's mouth. as much as she couldn't control her anger, she knew that by doing so, she could be expelled from school. so, nadia chose to zip her big mouth.

economics lesson was up next and a whole new world of topsy-turvy experience was to follow. after mr chu's decision to leave, the class of a23 was merged under the charge of two teachers; nadia's current econs teacher ms vyna and a new teacher ms wong. they were grouped into fours for groupwork etc. instead of being able to clarify her doubts, the teachers further confuse nadia into the deep world of economics. she rightfully prefered the smaller class as more attention was given to each student and they were less afraid to speak up her doubts.

sigh. a VERY long story indeed.

lyrics

Reflection- Christina Aguilera

Look at me
You may think you see who I really am
but you'll never know me
everyday

it's as if i play a part
Now i see

if I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside

I am now
in a world where I have to hide my heart
and what I believe in
But somehow

I will show the world
what's inside my heart
and be loved for who I am

Who is that girl I see
staring straight back at me
Why is my reflection someone I dont know
must I pretend that i'm
someone else for all time
when will my reflection show who I am inside

There's a heart that must be free to fly
That burns with the need to know the reason why

Why must we all conceal
what we think
how we feel
Must there be a secret me i'm forced to hide
I won't pretend that i'm
someone else for all time
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside

[reminiscing beatty idol 2004]

venus won wimbledon, rafa won my heart.

look at this pic. i am happy that she won and all, but anyone who watched the match would say that she was kind of going overboard. it must have felt great to win wimbledon but she kept jumping up and down like she was half her age even at the price ceremony. she should practise a little something which i call humility. i mean, lindsay was there all the time!! sheesh. i felt embarrrass for her.

and i found a picture of rafa which totally melted my heart. here it goes.

apparently, he likes kids like i do!! aww. that is super cool!!

new shoes!

i went to chinatown point with my mom and ezra for the sportslink sale today. i bought a pair of adidas tennis shoes for like only $49.90!! can you believe it? the actual selling price was $89.90. it's like the best bargain ever! it ain't that nice but as long as it serves its purpose, i don't really mind.

i wanted to buy a matching adidas cap but when i tried it on, i looked like a freak! my head looked extra round and my ears were sticking out like satellite dishes!! but it was real nice i tell ya. it totally matched the colour of my shoes. but then, i wouldn't want to look like an idiot in public!

yay!! today's the women's final at wimbledon!! i love both lindsay and venus but i want venus to win cause she's been totally awesome lately. and today's also the continuation of the roddick-johansson match which was suspended yesterday due to the rain. well, i have no clue on who's gonna win that to face the fed express on sunday so let's just see.

exams? what exams?

yay! summer tests are over! whew. and i think i'm getting like 3 AO passes or if i'm lucky, 2 AO passes and 1 E. let's just wait and see. tomorrow's malay oral. like the REAL thing. it's like so unexpected. but wtf, i got a distinction for my o level oral so this shouldn't be much of a problem.

new blog skin. got tired with old one. the falling stars were making me dizzy. and people, read my plea. it's all over my blog. do get me one of those cute little ipod minis. the blue-turquoise one. i just can't resist not having one. they're so cute they look like candy bars.

nooooooooooooooo!

ohhhhh noooo!!!! rafa lost his wimbledon match against a little known guller from luxemburg!! nooooo!!!!

i've just re-read my blog and it seems more like The Adventures of Rafael Nadal rather than The Nutcase's. anyways, my life revolves around his so nothing matters more than he does to me!! well, not that much.

DEUCE coverboy

photo courtesy of ATP Tennis

i so totally want to buy this mag. but the stupidest thing is, it's not available in singapore!! stupid dum-dum. urgh. he's so bloody hot.

ay carumba!!!

Rafael, Zinedine Zidane & Mariano Puerta.

Rafa.

My sweet Rafa.

My awesome Rafa.

argh!!!!!! rafa won the french open!!!! i'm like super delirious!!!!!!!!!! i'm so happy for him and congrats to THE man himself. sheesh. i'm like shaking right now. this is like super awesome. i love you, rafa! you're like the best player i've ever loved!!! argh!!!! three cheers for rafa!! hip hip hooray! hip hip hooray! hip hip hooray!

rafa! rafa! rafa!

photo courtesy of Yahoo! Sports

my oh my. my rafa's doing so well in the french open that i figure he might just win this tournament. this despite my earlier prediction that he won't. well, i feel so stupid for doubting his capabilities. at the rate that he is at now, he is more than equipped to defeat roger federer. sigh. he's such a hunk. he's like totally the man of my dreams.

why is it that beautiful men are always on the other side of the world? is it some sort of a curse or what? sheesh. bring him to singapore and i'll entertain him to his fullest content. well, that's actually exaggerated. i will never stoop so low okay people. i just wanted to emphasise the depth of my admiration for a Spanish man called RAFAEL NADAL. sigh.