Screw, shoot, marry... freddy krueger, chucky, justin bieber

Screw, shoot, marry... freddy krueger, chucky, justin bieber

OMG. HAHAHAH!

Whoever who asked this, you're gonna get it baaaaad I tell you.

I'd like to shoot the first two, and I can't really be bothered with the last one. But if it's really a must, then....


Screw Chucky (He might turn me into a doll)
Shoot Freddy
Marry Justin (though he'd be underage and I'll be jailed for it).

I DON'T EVEN...

Pick my brains...

Kiasu-ness runs in the blood.

Okay, so the trip down to my new school was not as bad as I thought it would be. It was pouring heavily and smart ass mum and I did not bring an umbrella, and we pretty much ended up pushing the blame to each other as we walked by the underpass to the Convention Centre.


The place was pretty neat, I guess. But while I was there, there were a pretty good number of screw ups (isn't there always screw ups here and there?). Fortunately, there were pretty nice people who fell victim to both my mum's and my interrogation.


When we started bombarding them with questions, many started scratching their heads. Some even had this expression smeared on their faces.



Clearly, they were not ready for our questions. And they even referred us to their "Consultant". So there we were, two figures walking about the Convention Centre, from level one to level two, then back to level one, then level two again, before ending off with level one.


Many who served us and saw that we being directed to the same counters over and over again (without having our questions answered), couldn't help but chuckle. I have no idea whether they were laughing at us, or with us, seeing that we, my mum especially, was moving about frantically, as though any second late in her steps would blow up the entire place.



Oh well, it's still better to ask everything to clear my doubts, than to walk about with no idea as to what is going on.



I was pretty frustrated because their "enquiry" section had little sections in it, there was one for laptops, one for school, one for scholarships, one for loans, one for forms, one for camps.


I'm not really complaining, but I thought it would be better if they knew more of the other little sections to ensure that we did not have to move about with misinformation. Finally, we managed to clear our doubts with someone at the place where we began with, at level one.


Both of us blamed no one but ourselves for being "kiasu" as to ask about when we could have simply walked up to the guy at the entrance who answered all our questions.


But despite answering my questions, I wasn't able to get my laptop there and then, which I am actually thankful, because it'll allow me more time to check out the laptops that I wanted to choose from.


Oh the dilemma...




The more I check on the reviews online and in person, the more I find things confusing.

Different people had different feedbacks on their laptops and to make things worst, a certain brand that I liked, had the most negative reviews.


But then again, it all depends on how well I look after the laptop.... Right?






What was memorable about the trip was not the gawky or paranoid faces from those who were questioned by us. What was memorable was the puzzled look on their faces when they tried answering my questions.






There I was, dressed in my "Lazy" outfit, with my monk bag. I had dyed hair, and a lip piercing. Many pictured me as a "rebellious Minah" but after seeing my ID and hearing the way I speak, they were confused. And to make matters more confusing for them, I had my mum introduced. And to make matters even worst, my mum spoke in Malay to some, Hokkien to some and English to the rest.

And some who were brave enough, spoke to me in Malay, and there I was, helpless, trying to tell them that I wasn't a Malay. Fortunately, my mum came to my rescue.


And to top the day off, I got to talk to a staff that was really helpful, and he labelled me as a "Malay looking girl who is actually Indian but speaks Chinese".


Puzzling.






Loves.

Interview at Temasek Polytechnic!

One word to describe the interview: Nerve-wrecking.









I received a call last night at around 10pm. ( I really need to freakin' kick the habit of being "selective" to the calls that I pick! Hey, at least I admit that I "avoid some people's calls, especially numbers that aren't registered in my phone. I'm trying hard to kick the habit, but if you need to call me, and want me to pick up, register your number in my phone, or at least text me and say it's you. Can't blame me, blame the KFC guys, right Syuh?) Okay, it was more like a miss call.


Well, I didn't call them back. And you would've thought "so how did you make it for the interview?". Well, my friends, there's something called the internet, and I was lucky enough to check it last night.


They did leave their numbers behind and hey! They matched my missed calls. Okay, so it was too late to call them back, and so I waited for the next day, which was today.


Anyway, I actually set my alarm to call them at 10am (hey, it was early already, having that I slept at 4am) but I freakin' missed another call from them at 9.24am! Damn, when I woke up at 10, I made sure I called them back, and I did!



Okay, putting all that aside, you might be thinking "say what course you take lah! Type so much!"


Well, I applied for Psychology Studies and Early Childhood (cut off point is 9 leh! How can? I've only 13 points!) through JPSAE (Jeanice, I asked you to apply hor!) and that explains the interview. I was lucky enough to be one of the shortlisted few and it felt awesome to actually step in Temasek Poly.


Anyway, I almost got myself lost while finding the building, but fortunately, I made it on time. There were some ice-breaker games(it was a much gentler version of Wacko!) before we began the interview. I had no idea as to why I was placed as the last one to be interviewed, but it was awesome anyways, having to chill with people I didn't know.


Before I left home, I told my mum that I was worried that people might think of me as a freak, from the way I dressed, to my hair, to the way I spoke. But when I reached TP, I realized that the interviewees there were just as fun.

I did make some good friends, like Mabel, Grace Song, Li Min, Hanna, Elsa and Jia Qi. Li Min was the wackiest one there, while Mabel was the lamest one. She even said, with qoute, that she could kill someone with her own lameness.


Now how awesome is that.


Well, having to wait from 5.30 to 7.15pm wasn't as fun as I expected when everyone left, leaving me behind. And when it was my turn for the interview, I could only say one thing "I'm hungry."


The interview questions were very much related to the course that I chose, the dual diploma. Apparently, I was selected for my efforts in volunteer work and leadership. I tried to refrain from uttering pure rubbish, but I couldn't help it, they were asking too many questions, so much that they too were confused at each other's questions.


But it was fun though, because I made use of every cert. I had, from the Adam Khoo workshop, to the CSSP and Ne Ambassador Certs. I talked so much till the lecturers had to raise their hand to stop me from talking. Wah Lao... I felt pretty much like an American Idol contestant that was about to be booted off the stage.



Oh well, whether I make it or not, it's up to them to decide. But I'm happy that I got to experience being interviewed by professional Psychologists! It was nerve-wrecking as they were analyzing my every move. Hahah. But it also means that I may be a step closer to my dream job!








All the best everyone, for your choices! It'll be out on 30th January!




Loves.