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i spend half my life in yuhua secondary school
the longest 5 minutes
Thursday, July 17, 2008
This post is titled as such because the last 5 minutes of the 12th hour of this morning WERE SO INTERMINABLY LONG I FELT LIKE DYING. That said, after administering the EL Common Test in 3E5 just now I realised I learnt a few things.
1. I like the view from the 3E5 classroom. Too bad you can only really see it when you're sitting on a table.
2. I would rather be doing the test than invigilating. At least when you do the test there's something to read.
3. I get really irritated when I see someone's untied shoelaces. My fingers itch to tie them and that is an unnecessary reaction to someone else's slovenly appearance, so I get irritated with myself and the person, hence really irritated.
So 3E5, having discovered that I sang Linkin Park for 2E5, was determined to make me sing the "It's OK to be gay" song. They badgered me until I got annoyed and made them start the test, but then at the end after I collected all the papers, I did sing a bit of Queen's
Somebody to Love. :) I like singing. But not under duress. Anyway they weren't satisfied, the ungrateful children. Still wanted me to sing the gay song. Why should I sing a gay song when I'm a) not gay and b) not even a man?
I can't remember how long I've been singing. When I was four my sister and I joined the church children's choir. I got to dress up as a cow for the Christmas pageant. I had four lines of solo to sing, too. That was the first and last time I allowed myself to be dressed as a cow (although there was one other time in primary school where my class was singing a song about Genesis, and creation, and the part in the story where the first man gave all the animals their names, and this irritating girl said, "Marcia can be the hippo!" Ooh I was so mad I wanted to smack her).
I still sing now, in the church choir and in the Singapore Symphony Chorus. I'm not good at pop songs because my voice quality is very thin and almost reedy. Melvyn's right, I can't really sing low notes. But I can sing high ones. REALLY high ones. ^^
Okay now I shall be off to keep my enormous pile of marking company. It gets very lonely sitting all by itself.
P.S. Shoutout to a few people: Apple, thanks for drawing on my dog tag - I put it on my pencilcase! Nicholas, I DIDN'T type "Where the Nicholas". I think you read too fast =.=' Ai Poh, thanks for taking charge of the kite design - I'm glad I can count on you to get things moving :) Musarrat I know I owe you a letter. It's on its way. Slowly. And to the crazy people who drew the monster and the dog on the board just now, thanks! Too bad I couldn't get a picture of it :(
Labels: 3E5, singing in class
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