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The June holidays are finally here! I've been waiting for ever! Here are my list of  things I have to do during my 1 month long school break:
1. Study my 5 subjects again ( NOO!! )
2. Improve badminton skills
3. Pierce my ears for earrings
4. Go to my Buddhist camp ( YAY )
5. Make sure I am smart enough to go to Dunman, my dream school with the most AMAZING facilities!
I was told MANY times by my parents that I should get into any school I want to, and not because my sister, Iris, tells me not to go to her school, Dunman. Seriously, WHAT the hell is her problem?! So WHAT if I go to her school? I can go to ANY school I want! She has NO right to tell me WHICH school I can go to! Don't you agree with me? It's my dream come true to study in Dunman: It has a hostel, a cafe and a 2-storey library! Oh, did I mention that you can START your own club there?

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Who knew "Avengers Infinity War" could be SO exhilarating! I totally regretted saying that it was gonna be boring and NOT fun at all, because I thought it was a VERY good movie and I LOVED it! I don't want to give you any spoilers in case you haven't watched it yet, but ALL I can really say is that it's a fantastic, thrilling movie. WARNING: "Avengers Infinity War" is a VERY violent movie. If you are allergic to punching, killing and smashing, do NOT watch this, because it's recommended that you be at least 13 to watch it, and if you DO watch it when you're UNDER 13, you are advised to watch with a parent since the movie is rated PG. Other than the violence warning, 95% people liked the movie ( I checked Google, LOL ) and I HIGHLY suggest you watch this 2 hour long movie. It is worth the 2 hours.

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Woah, I cannot believe my LAST mid-year exam ended just TODAY, and I'm already posting this at 4:48PM! I guess I really miss padlet! After all, I LOVE the internet! I have exciting news: my parents are taking me and my elder sister Iris to watch "Avengers Infinity War". Iris, my sister, is SUPER pumped about this movie. Ever since her exams ended ( her exams end earlier than mine, NOT FAIR ), she's been bugging my parents to watch that blockbuster. My parents always tell her to WAIT until MY exams are over, then we can watch the movie AS A FAMILY. So basically Iris is now bugging ME to finish my exams so she could watch "Avengers Infinity War". I am like, "Sorry, Iris. But I CAN'T control when my exams are. So do yourself a BIG favour and STOP bugging me!" Anyhoo, even my MATH teacher says that "Avengers Infinity War" is a "really expensive movie", and that she STRONGLY encourages us to watch that movie after the exams. Honestly, I have NEVER heard a teacher encouraging us to watch a MOVIE before. Most teachers would want his/her students to read a BOOK instead of watching a MOVIE. I heard from Iris' friends ( who had already watched "Avengers Infinity War" ) that many of the heroes died in that movie, and that MANY of the audience cried. I was not keen on crying in front of the audience, but to be honest, I've never really cared if those LAME superheroes died. Sure, it's sad, but not sad ENOUGH for me to start crying my heart out. Those who have already watched "Avengers Infinity War" please DON'T spoil the movie for me!

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Here's the thing about this year:
1. I got separated from my close friend ( but I have other good friends too! ) by my EVIL English teacher.
2. Schoolwork, revision, subjects and my social life just got TOUGHER.
3. My beloved Grandfather passed away on a dreadful Tuesday ( RIP Grandpa ).
4. My sister is getting more ANNOYING by the second ( she is 14 this year. UGH, teenagers... ).
5. There's this HUGE year-end exam that only 12 year olds take: the one and ONLY PSLE.
DUN DUN DUNNNN...
Principal
Speaks
Lousy
English.
PSLE. That's what it stands for. LOL, kidding! Anyway, the preparation for PSLE is SO stressful, some of my friends said they even CRIED while studying due to HUGE amounts of stress. And I can TOTALLY understand that even though I'm not really the CRYING TYPE. See, when a very fierce teacher scolds me or something, I never cry. I've never cried in school before ( not bragging ). When a teacher scolds me ( like in P4, I had this torturous CCE teacher ), I just stand there and secretly think inside of me, "when is this lecture gonna end?" But I never actually feel sorry. I guess I'm kinda rebellious in that way. Also, me, being a mischievous person, sometimes imagine myself stabbing a sword into her heart ( I am SUCH a devil! ) or gunning her down. JEEZ... now I finally realise how evil I actually am! PSLE is literally making my hair stand up, I'm SO nervous about it! Any stress-reliever tips?

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I have exciting news... I have my very own google+ account! Like, my very OWN account! I can post whatever I like, whenever I like! I've already started my 1st collection, it's called Lame Memes. Okay, the memes I posted in it weren't LAME to ME, but, to be modst, I'll put the word LAME so that when other people write hurtful comments, I will just remind them that the memes are supposed to be "lame". You know what I mean? Anyways, look out for my 2nd collection during the June holidays. I will be creating a new collection about my favourite songs!

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I'm totally panicking. Oral is only a few weeks away, and I'm super scared. Not really THAT scared for english oral ( since I speak QUITE fluently and I LOVE to talk ), I'm more scared for chinese oral. If you know me, you know I'm not the BEST at chinese. Ok, I'll admit it, I SUCK at chinese. Like, SERIOUSLY SUCK. And in oral, you have to be:
1. formal
2. fluent in speaking chinese
3. good in introducing new ideas
AND I'M NONE OF THESE!!! In fact, last year, during my year-end oral exam, I stuttered QUITE A LOT and wasn't really some kind of pro at introducing new ideas. Despite that, I still managed to pass and get a high B. If I screw up this oral, there is ABSOLUTELY no way I can go to Dunman High School, one of the BEST secondary schools in Singapore ( FYI my now 14 year old sister is also studying there ). Dunmanians actually have to be VERY good in higher chinese, as when you become a Dunmanian, it is COMPULSORY for all the students to study higher chinese, and Dad told me higher chinese in secondary school is WAY HARDER than in primary school. And if I don't get in, I'll either have to go to Cedar Girls School or some other secondary school. Dunman is still my 1st choice. #INeedToGetIntoDunmanSoPleaseWishMeLuckForTheChineseOralExam!!

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Hi. Sorry I'm posting this only now, because the hike was yesterday, and I was SO tired yesterday I couldn't post this. Let me fill you on the NE hike details...

Yesterday I woke up bright and early and had a good breakfast ( Mrs Ng, my form teacher, told us to have a big breakfast. LOL, unfortunately, the closest thing I had to "big breakfast" was a choc bun ) and put on my STILL HUMONGOUS class T-shirt. At school, I was thinking about doing some sketching at the macdonald's table but there was not much time so I went to PARTS studio to do my silent reading. After assembly, the teacher on stage ( I forgot who it was :(( ) released P6App and P6Mag first because we were scheduled to leave for the hike soon. Hasia and Chloe ( my 2 BFFs of P6App ) were excited for the hike. Like REALLY excited. Before leaving school, Mr Zohri, teacher-in-charge-of-the-NE-hike, gave some safety instructions and our different stations we were walking to. Lastly, he made us do WARM-UP excercises. Seriously? I reluctantly bent down to touch my toes painfully. I didn't want to do warm-ups: I WANTED TO START RIGHT NOW!!! We finally set off to gate 7. Hasia ( whom I spent the MOST time talking to ) and I played a couple of "would you rather" games. "Oooh! I've got a good one! Would you rather eat a big plate of fried worms for every meal from now on, or would you rather eat 5 egg shells for every meal from now on ( What would you pick? Comment down below )?" I had asked. If I remembered correctly, Hasia chose to eat 5 egg shells. YUCK! Both seem disgusting. I'm so naughty! MWAHAHA! We hiked and saw the ONLY kampong left in Singapore. I even saw a few ( very skinny, for some reason :( ) roosters and some of them WOULD NOT STOP crowing! It was quite muddy there, but I didn't mind. After some time, we reached our first rest stop. Teachers and trainers instructed us to sit at the tables, but the bark of the tables looked like a beaver chewed on it and it was VERY jagged. Ugh. Not only that, the chairs were quite wet because of the drizzle earlier in the morning. Finally, all of us just sat on the FLOOR and dug into our snacks. I unwrapped my ham bun from it's plastic wrapper and peeled off the piece of ham to save for later. After I ate my bun, I took out my pocket tic-tac candies to eat and share with the girls in my class. I wanted to share some with Chloe, but I couldn't find her. We played Dragon Slayer afterwards ( lead by the trainers ) twice. We hiked for some more hours and saw a BEAUTIFUL lake with terraced houses on the sides! We were even lucky enough to see A LOT of bright pink, beautiful snail eggs. Holy moly, there were actually A LOT of eggs! If I were to guess, I'd say there are at least 5 MILLION snail eggs because there were TOO MANY to count! Our next stop was WATERWAY POINT!!! We were apparently eating our LUNCH there, at a real live mall! How COOL was that? We sat on a bunch of stairs and ate lunch, which the school very kindly provided for us: burgers with 1 packet of Milo and 1 apple pie. They were all delish!!! While eating, people from my class were using their phones ( phones were allowed ) and taking selfies. Some of my classmates were even on the class Whatsapp chat. I kinda felt left out because I knew I didn't have a phone and couldn't join the fun. Here's the funny part: a boy from our class took a pic of another guy in class and edited his face by drawing the most HIDEOUS pair of glasses with a moustache and beard. He posted it on class chat, and it was a HUGE hit! Everyone couldn't stop laughing! After about an hour, we packed our bags and headed off. After hiking for a few more hours, we finally reached our LAST rest stop: the ground floor of a random HDB flat ( which I don't even know the name of ) and there, the trainers allowed us to pick the game we wanted to play. There was Pick Up Sticks and another game called Chapti or something like that. I'm sure all of you are familiar with Pick Up Sticks, but in case some of you don't know, Chapti is a game where you toss a colourful feathered thingy into the air and try to kick it to other players. Basically it's a bit like soccer in the air ( except that there's no goal or goalkeeper. And it's much less SWEATY ). For some reason though, all the girls chose Pick Up Sticks and the boys chose Chapti. I formed a group with Hasia, Bing Xuan, Jessica, Shreeya and Le Xuan. Jessica, Bing Xuan and Hasia won, while I SUCKED at it. Suddenly Bing Xuan was all like, "Guys, I wanna go and play Chapti now. Byeeee!" Since we wanted to be with Bing Xuan, we followed her to a spread out area where the trainer gave us one of those feathery thingies to play Chapti. After kicking that thing around on his own a few times, he handed it to us to play on our own. While NONE of us were Chapti champions, I must say, Jessica seemed the MOST pro at it while I seemed the LEAST pro at it. Whenever I tried to serve the feathery thing, it MISSED entirely. One time, I got SO frustrated that I randomly kicked the thing, I LITERALLY TOUCHED the ceiling. In the end, me and my group members were are laughing our BUTTS off. Eventually, the instructor called everyone to stop and return the equipments. He dismissed us for a toilet and water break, and while Hasia stayed to eat her leftover apple pie ( she didn't want to finish it because she was just too full! ) from lunch earlier. Meanwhile, I had to go to the toilet to pee. It was a 5 minute walk away, and the toilet was NOT as clean as I hoped it would be. Some girls complained that there was NO toilet paper and that they weren't gonna go. Eventually, a girl from P6Mag told me that there was toilet paper inside the handicapped toilet. I grabbed some and quickly went. I was SO urgent and some of the girls were taking SOOOOOO long! What were they even doing inside? I got the HECK outta that smelly cubicle and RAN back to the HDB. Hasia had almost finished her apple pie. Pretty soon Mr Zohri told us that we were probably 3/4 the 12km journey ( let's see... if my math is good, that means we've already hiked approximately 9km! ). He also warned us that Coney island had quite a lot of monkeys which were slightly aggressive towards humans and have reportedly stole human food. One bite from the monkey could lead to cuts, wounds and infections. To TRY and prevent monkey bites, Mr Zohri advised us to wear our bags on our stomachs and AVOID eye contact. I was getting scared but excited. I'm always up for an adventure. After reapplying insect repellent, we started trekking to Coney Island. There was construction work going on, and Hasia and I joke about her pet terrapin, Flippers, most of the time. We also talked about VERY random stuff, like our favourite singers and all that jazz ( mine is Taylor Swift ). Nearing Coney island at around 2:15pm, I realized Mr Zohri wasn't joking when he said the monkeys were all over the place. AND THEY WERE! On the roads, clinging to the top of lamp posts, on signs and even on the railings! GET THIS: one of the monkeys STOLE a plastic bag from Adeline, one of the girls in my class! It LITERALLY snatched the plastic bag outta her hands. IT SCARED THE HECK OUTTA ME! The monkey probably thought that there was food in the bag, so it stole the bag. Turns out, Adeline used that plastic bag as her "rubbish bag", to store EMPTY plastic wrappers and TRASH. So, the point is, basically, the STUPID monkey stole TRASH. I guess Adeline was pretty HAPPY about the whole monkey situation, because the monkeys were technically helping her to clear rubbish. Huh, I guess monkeys CAN be useful sometimes. Hmmmmm... Anyways, the trainers led us to a "mini garden". Deeper into the garden there were many steps leading to a lovely lake. P6App and P6Mag sat on the steps and posed for class fun shot photos. I did double bunny ears with my tongue stuck out. We hung out and talked for a while. Hasia and I chatted on a mile per minute. Everyone was talking and laughing. We exited to garden and walked quietly past the aggressive monkeys as quietly as possible. We then walked for about 10-15 minutes to the venue where the bus was supposed to pick us up.

Back at Rosyth, it was only 3:30 pm, and we were supposed to be dismissed at 4 pm ( I asked my Mom to pick me up at 4:30 pm ). So, basically I read my SUPERBORING book for an hour. I wanted to play either badminton or basketball at the parade square but was afraid Mrs Ng would say NO. She says NO for everything!!!

Still this was a superfun day. Probably the most fun I had in like FOREVER!
P.S. This was VERRRRRY long. So sorry! :(((

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I wasn't expecting today's learning journey to be so much fun. We went to the National History Museum today, and it was BEYOND cool. Let me tell you my thoughts. When I got to school, I did my usual: I sat at the macdonald's table and started doing tuition homework, as always. I just got to school and I was already DREADING the learning journey to be as boring as the Peranakan Museum earlier this year. Besides, it was the first time wearing my class T-shirt ( sea blue, short sleeves, white lettering. The front said P6 Appreciative class of 2018, Rosyth school . The back said IRIN 06 ), which was SUPERBIG. Even though I ordered the smallest size, xxs, it still was WAYYYYYY too big for me, and I tucked it in! I looked like a blob! The shape generally didn't flatter my figure as much as some of the other girls in my class :((((( Hasia came afterwards, and she was also NOT happy about the T-shirt situation ( her shirt DID seem to look less ridiculous on her, though our shirts were of the same size and Hasia LOOKED skinnier than me ). Shortly after leaving assembly 10 minutes later, we were boarding the bus to go to the museum. I mostly stared into space in the bus while I listened to people talk RUBBISH ( especially the boys ). At the museum, we ate our snacks and went to the toilet before the tour guide came to pick us up. My ham and cheese bun was delicious:). Our guides were nice people. Both were fun, patient and fluent, and were dressed nicely. Our first stop was the "classroom". We were given activity booklets and had to fill in the blanks. GET THIS: There were actually REAL but DEAD animal specimens in the room ( but we weren't supposed to touch them! ) like pangolins, mudskippers, nudibranchs, moon crabs, dog-faced water snakes and SO MANY MORE! I just wish they were all alive, though. That would make it cooler than it already was! :) After learning about animal adaptations, we moved on to the "gallery". Again, sadly, all the animals there were dead and were used as specimens. There were HUGEEEEE dinosaurs ( aka ancestors of birds ), a sperm whale skeleton, and other stuffed and preserved dead bodies of animals. We were not allowed to touch them, unfortunately. I saw dead bugs ( at least 150 kinds on one huge wall ), plant specimens, and there were even videos of animals! The 2nd level was more interesting to me. I saw stuffed bears, birds, monkeys and so many others that I can't even remember all of them! The whole time, me, Hasia and other girls from my class were freaking out over how cool all the stuffed animals looked. They were all set in funny poses. Some of my classmates thought they were creepy/gross, however. WHYYY?! They were just animals! At 12:30 pm, we had to leave sadly. Awwwww... :( I really wanted to explore EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY of the museum! There's still SO much I want to see! Oh well... so far the best learning journey of this year. My class, however, has our P6 12KM hike this coming Tuesday. Can it possibly be more fun than the Lee Kong Chian Museum?! Look out for my new post on Tuesday!

P.S. And get ready for it to be longer than any other post on this padlet so far! :)))))

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I was kinda sad in math today. Mrs Yeo, our cool math teacher wasn't gonna be teaching our class anymore. She's not even in Rosyth anymore, and I'll probably never see her EVER AGAIN! She's going to be teaching another school called De La Salle School, and from it's name, it sounds like a fancy, posh french catholic school. The point is, she won't be with me and my classmates when we celebrate after PSLE. Thankfully, she spent the WHOLE 1 and a half hours in math biding farewell and doing cool stuff. She gave all of us her phone number ( Sorry but I'm not supposed to reveal it :)) ) and gave us cool clipboards as Children's Day gifts. She was giving them to us in advance, since she WON'T be in Rosyth, EVER. Mrs Yeo even offered to sign our clipboards and wrote inspiring farewell notes on them with a permanent marker. Afterwards we took class photos and she signed more autographs on PAPER this time. I wanted to get her autograph but there was no time and the line was already building up. :( Mrs Yeo said she felt like a celebrity, signing all our clipboards and notebooks. Anyway, I'm never going to be seeing her again, and we'll all surely miss her! At least we have her signed clipboard + farewell message as a memory. I can't believe she taught Rosyth for 18 years and she's going to LEAVE only when she taught me for ONLY 2 years! :((((((((((

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I totally panicked today 1 minute after dismissal. AAAARGHHHH. And it's ALL MY FAULT when Hasia and I were almost LATE for CCA today. I assumed that there was no art club ( that's my CCA ) for the REST OF THE YEAR for the P6s, so that's what I told Hasia when she asked me if there was CCA today ( we are both in the same CCA ). Turns out, another P6 girl from art club told us that there was actually art club today. WORST REALISATION EVER!!! Okay, THAT'S when I started to panic. Like, really NERVOUS! I was like, "Hasia, I told my grandpa there was no CCA today, and he's already on his way RIGHT NOW to pick me up from school at 1.45 pm!" Then Hasia told me she had already arranged for her Mum to prepare lunch for her! Uh-oh. There was actually CCA, but I assumed there wasn't and told Hasia, and NOW both of us were in trouble. Since our parent/grandparent has already made lunch/was going to pick us up, I suggested to Hasia that we just go home and write a letter to Mrs Grosse ( our CCA teacher-in-charge ) with some MADE UP excuse on why we didn't show up, but Hasia disagreed with my VERY STUPID idea. In the end, we tried to call our parent/grandparent and the General Office. We could not reach ANY of them. That's when I had a pretty OBVIOUS idea and ran to pick-up-point 2, where my grandpa was gonna pick me up. I told Hasia to dial her Mum/house number at the phone beside the bookshop while I inform my grandpa on the change. Expectedly, he was pacing up and down the pick-up-point anxiously. And he was VERY RELIEVED to see me. I rushed to tell him the change of plans and told him to come at 4.15 pm instead. I apologised, and he did seem kinda pissed off but still agreed and drove off. The teachers, badminton players, and students at the pick-up-point were all staring at me like, "WHAAAAAAT?" I ran back to the bookshop. Hasia STILL could not reach her Mum. I dashed up to the canteen and bought $1.50 worth of potato wedges and I grabbed 2 toothpicks from stall 5. Back at the bookshop, I was relieved when Hasia told me she could finally reach her Mum. We quickly ate the wedges and Hasia paid me $0.70 for the wedges I bought with $1.40. We ran up to level 4 AGAIN and went to the art room STILL panting. We QUIETLY snuck into the room and joined our art club members. AND GET THIS: THE TEACHER DIDN'T SEE US! It was a miracle how we freaked out, tried MANY times to call our parents AND managed to eat $1.40 worth potato wedges, all just in 30 minutes! Lesson learnt: NEVER ASSUME THERE ISN'T CCA UNTIL CONFIRMING WITH THE TEACHER-IN-CHARGE!

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Now I have a whole NEW problem. As if today's art lesson wasn't BORING enough and enough torture ( I had a really BAD headache so it really was TORTURE. ), my cousin just told me that I had to sleep with her tonight since she saw a super creepy robot on the internet, and now she's TOTALLY freaked out. I keep telling her robots are NOT scary, but she won't listen. I was like, "Arissa, robots ain't scary, they are meant to HELP people, not scare the snot out of them! That's pretty much the reason you see robots in restaurants. They are acting as waiters, helping the servers! SIGH. If only she HADN'T seen that stupid picture of the robot, she would have NEVER been scared. Now she's SO scared, she doesn't even dare to go to the toilet alone! Though I kinda feel bad for Arissa. She's ONLY 7 years old after all. What are you scared of? LOL.

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How school's fun sometimes and torture sometimes...

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How school's fun sometimes and torture sometimes...

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UGGGGGH. School tommorrow?! So fast? No fair. Us P6s should be allowed to have the whole MONTH off every time after we have an examination!!! Anyways, school's fun too, unless you count getting scolded by your teachers for NO reason! I still won't let go of the fact that one of my dumb teachers ( I shall not mention his/her name! ) had the nerve to open his/her big mouth and scold me and the person next to me for having a LITTLE convo. Which, btw, was WAAAAAAY cooler than what he/she was rambling on about. Actually, I didn't even hear what that stupid teacher was talking about because I was SO into my own convo with the person next to me. What are your thoughts on stupid teachers scolding you?