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Sunday, April 20

I have very irregular blogging habits. I either blog a lot of of a sudden, or not blog at all for a long time.





Tuition today was hilarious. The guys in class were actually discussing aloud about weighing their "thing" with different sizes electronic balances in physics labs during some health check ups. One even said that vernier calipers could be used to measure it! Someone else quipped that those smaller ones can just use micrometre screwgauge! Seriously yellow content. And the guys were all giggling away even under the chiding gaze of Miss phua. Ah, tuition definitely opens my ears to the weird world out there.



Funniness aside, Miss Phua just announced today that we wont be continuing with the other statistics topic after normal distribution but diving straight into revision instead.



Which simply means... Im dead!!!



Reason being:
1) I thought she'd go through in tuition
2)so, I didnt listen in lecture
3) And i didnt listen in tutorials either
4) ANd I didnt do my tutorials
5) AND the topics are linked! I cant do the next topics without knowing the early ones!



Argh.



Looking on the bright side though, at least she covered normal distribution or else I'd sure be dead meat. Seems like I would have to stop indulging in those mini naps from now on.




I was watching the badminton match between Wang lin and Jiang this afternoon with my dad when my sister suddenly tapped me and when i swung round to face her, she was grinning from ear to ear and waving to me with both hands. Speak about weirdness in the family.



I resumed watching the match.



A few seconds later I turned, just to check on her, since I know my sister pretty well and I refused to believe that she just tapped me for the sake of saying hello. Sure enough, she was still standing there, but with this determined expression as her two hands were flung continously towards me, like some kind of witch in the midst of performing a spell.



Turns out that I didnt realise she has been spraying water at me all along with those wet hands of hers.



If you think thats all, you're wrong man. My dear little sister then turned her attention to her next target(now that I've finally noticed what she's doing)-my DAD.



With whatever little water left on her hands now, she repeated her witch-like action on him. After some time though, she still received no response. My dad remained as stony as can be(See? I knew I got my stoning genes from him!). I think my sister ran out of water(steam) and just gave up, returning to her table to do that much dreaded studying for her bio test tomorrow.



It was only after she left that my dad "recovered" from his stoning.



"Psst Psst," He whispered to me loudly(I would hardly call that whispering, but he put his hands to his mouth when he said that, so I inferred that it was in his intention to whisper)



Me: Ya? (Eyes remained glued to the exciting and closely matched duel between the two pro badminton players)

Dad: Very Lame!


Me: Huh? (clueless...)



Dad: She spray water at me! Lame activity! (Dad smiles, looking all smug and expectant. I think he meant it to be funny. Unfortunately, I didnt seem to think so. To humour him a little, all I managed was..)


Me: Uh okay. Is this the finals? (Reverting the topic back to the match)



So we continued watching. I made my dad guess, since his badminton skills very "pro", which one of them would win this set. My dad immediately, without thinking, said, "The black one."



He was, of course, referring not to an indian player but rather Wang Lin donned in black.



Initially, it did look like he was correct, with Wang leading for most of the time. My dad once again gave me that smug "see, Im always correct" look. Then things took a turnabout when Jiang began to catch up and lead, due to the countless numbers of both forced and unforced errors on Wang's part. It was seriously great play mann, but Wang just got stagnant at 13 points and eventually lost.



I snuck at glance at my dad.


And then gestured to the screen with a nod of my head. (Interpretation: Sees? You still say Wang will win?)


My dad laughed. (Interpretation: Sorry lor, guess wrong, but I will guess correctly next time!)



My mom frowned. (Interpretation: What the hell are those two doing?)



My sister howled. (Interpretation: Whyyyyy Whyyyy must I be stuck here studying bio? I cant get anything in!!!)



Oh wells, it certainly was an afternoon of guesswork going on here.




*****




My sister just loves me so much. When I came into the room and sat beside her, she smiled at me ever so sweetly. Unfortunately for her, my emergency radar immediately sensed that something was wrong with her-Was she turning into a vampire? Did she want to entice me to stay so that she could suck up my blood? I straightaway got up and tried to leave.



My worst fears were accounted for. She reached out and grabbed my wrist with a vice-like grip. But instead of sinking her venom sharp teeth into my neck, she merely used her free hand to rummage furiously through her worksheets.



"Wait wait, got maths to ask you!"



Knew it. Turns out that this is not true love, but rather "induced love" for the moment.



Then without warning or whatsoever, the irritating little girl(whose grip was hurting my poor delicate wrists already) gave a pretty loud and piercing shriek.



"Ahhhhhhh! Stupid Sandra Khoo she stole my worksheet!"



*Paused for a second.*



*looks at me*



*I looked at my wrist pointedly*



*She looks at me for a while more(I know im cute but no need to keep staring quite rude... was just about to tell her when...)



*She finally lets go off my hand*



"Alrights you can go" *Looks disappointed and began to fervently pop the apple pieces into her mouth at such a fast pace that I started to worry if she would choked from stuffing all those apple bits into her mouth. No doubt she does have quite a big mouth( You can tell from all that nonsense that pours out of it...its never ending) but nobody's mouth is really big enough to fit a whole apple inside.





******




Jusr came up with a new phrase that shall serve as my motto for the rest of the year.



Flunk your tests but ACE the exams!!!


Yeah mann! I've decided that in order to achieve greatness you have no choice but to sacrifice some things. So, for me, I shall sacrifice scoring all those As for every single test I take and accumulate them on my A Lev Examination instead!



Alright. Its not that great a sacrifice, considering that fact that I do not actually get any As for my tests at all.



But thats beside the point. My point is, failing these tests doesnt matter for now, its the As that I have to work hard for.




Off.

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7:39 PM