Name:Rivali Dass
Age:16 :)
Birthday: 5th Oct '92
Class:1D '05, 2e '06 <33,3e '07, 4e '08
School: MGS
I <3: Family, My dogs, 2e, 4e, MORONS, painting, designing, writing weird stories, being generally weird, unsettling people...
Sorry for keeping the blog abandoned for so long. So, i have this whole post about my time in Calcutta, but I was just flipping through my Sec 1 handbook, and i saw all the quotes there...
Mrs. Ong: Rivali? Rivaaaalii? Are you with me? Hey! Come outta dreamland. We're doing maths!!
Mrs. Thomsett: Write to the point girls! Just don't write- "My Uncle gave me a teddy bear. I was surprised." You must write something like - " My uncle gave me a teddy bear. I was surprised because I thought he was not hip enough." Tiffany: Shut up Amrit!! *laughs loudly*[obviously not paying attention] Amrit: [sniggers; it is apparent she must have said something sarcastic which either, a) had no relevance to English or b) insulted the teacher. ]
Mrs. Thomsett: I went to Catholic Junior College. Someone: [says something] Mrs. Thomsett: No! Not Catholic High School! JUNIOR COLLEGE!!! Jermaine: [oblivious to her teacher's exasperation] Was it a cheena-fite school?
And, remember last year when everyone was like quite scared of Hui Ling? WE LOVE YOU NOW LING! But, anyway this happened last year-
Tricia: Does anyone want to be Hui Ling's partner for art? Lianne: Its pointless to ask, Tricia. Mrs. Chan: Anyone volunteer to be Hui Ling's partner? Please? Out of the kindness of their hearts? Lianne: We're all evil, Mrs. Chan.
But, I remember this year when I partnered Hui Ling for the music exam. it was super funny!
Ofcourse, since our music teacher was Ms. Cheryl Ng, the exam hardly was uneventful.
I think the pair who had taken the exam before Ling and me must have told Ms. Ng something about how we all still thought she was going out with Mr. Seow.
Then, I don't remember exactly what happened, but Ling and me must have said something about the alleged relationship.Then, we were about to start playing the piece on the recorder, when Ms. Ng was like -" Why do you think we're going out??"
Hui Ling and me: Err... so obvious lah! Ms. Ng: But we're not! Hui Ling and me: Haha..right... Ms. Ng: Okay, you can start playing.
[Hui Ling and me inhale deeply, and start blowing the first note.] Ms Ng: But I'm not going out with him!!! Hui Ling and me: Erm.... yes you are. Ms. Ng: No! Okay, okay, nevermind, start playing..
[Hui Ling and me inhale deeply, and start blowing the first note.] Ms. Ng: But I'm really not you know!! Hui Ling and me: Aiyah, you like him lah! Ms. Ng: No! Okay, okay start playing.
Then, when Ling and me started playing at last, we started laughing.
Sighh... it was a wonder we didn't fail. :)
Back to quotes anyway.
Mrs. Thomsett: Girls, some of you are so....moronic when you're writing in you compre.. 1D: What does that mean?? Mrs. Thomsett: It means you're MORONS okay?
Unfortunately, the morons in 2e weren't insulted. I took it as more of a compliment, so whatever.
Shakti's Sister: You! Amrit! You know whats wrong with you? You like more than ten guys and you can't even remember their names! But for me, I will always love Rajkumar. Rajkumar- Amrit: Who's Rajkumar? Some bloody retard from the street issit???
[UPDATE: when I was reading through this, I started thinkin - If Amrit's like this to an innocent (then) p5 girl, I wonder how she'd act if she had kids? Then I realized how funny it would be if us morons acted like the retards we were now, instead of being responsible and taking care of our darling sons and daughters... Hmm... maybe I'll post about that next time. Its quite interesting, don't you think?]
Mrs. Thomsett: So are you ready to write some metaphors? 1D: NOOOO.... Mrs. Thomsett: Why???? Cheryl: Coz rhyming's more fun - Hello, mellow, yellow, bellow... Mrs. Thomsett: WhatEVERRRR..
How nice.. *rolls eyes*
Mrs. Thomsett: Adverbials is the answer? 1D: Yes.. Mrs. Thomsett: Correct. Now what the hell are adver- 1D: [sits up straight] Mrs. Thomsett: Whoops... Um... sorry girls. I meant..."what in the world are adverbials?" 1D: Yeah, uh-huh.. Rivali: Tricia! Shu Wei! Act offended. Like its are really bad swear word! Tricia: [doesn't hear me as she is talking to someone else] Shu Wei: No. (stones off)
Esther: Shut up lah! If I'm a moron, who the hell are YOU two? Amrit and me: Insolent brat! You shall be beheaded!
Mrs. Nat Lim:Okay, class... Tell me what the characteristics of a rainforest are, and lets wake Rivali up. Rivali: *wakes up*
And I remember the pinata incident... I got SOOO pissed off, okay. I mean, seriously, I felt like strangling anyone in reach. Not because of the incident, but I think more because of how the pinata thing looked!
So, it was Founders' Day 2005 and all the groups (of 5) had to make something to put in the class display. So, Amrit, Sarah, Esther, Shu Wei and Me decided to make a pinata. It was *supposed* to be a heart shape, but when we blew up a heart-shaped balloon to make the base, it looked more like someone's cleavage, but whatever.
And we had to make the damn thing during Values Ed- which I despise by the way because at least this year, Mrs Chan thought it was rubbish and made that clear to us, and since we all agreed with her it wasn't really a problem- but last year Mrs. Thomsett acted like it was really important. *rolls eyes* ["Values???"- you scoff.]
So, back to the cleavage pinata. So, I was quite pissed off. We had had to endure hours of being told how wonderful the other classes displays were and how some 'innovative, creative, caring class" had made a plastic cake with all the displays in it or something.
Truth be told, our pinata wasn't really coming out well. Other than the shape, the colour was HORRIBLE (blue and yellow stripes- MG colours) because the paint kept on dripping, and the glue we brought wasn't strong enough. So some other group had used rice paste or something, and had alot left over, so we decided to use the rice paste as glue, but that didn't really work, but we used it anyway.
At this point, try to imagine what the pinata looked like, or save yourself the trouble and don't bother.
So, Mrs. Thomsett was walking around and commenting on all the other groups.
Mrs. Thomsett: Is that all you've done? Don't you think you all could do something a bit....be-tter? [walks away] Five of us: (when she's out of earshot) ******
Don't try to make out the swear word by counting the number of *'s because I put a wrong number of them to mislead you.
Speaking of swear words, next year, defamation of teachers on blogs is gonna become an offence, so, I have approximately...20 more days to curse as many teachers as I want...MWAHAHAHAH.. SUCKERSssss mend my ways and start blogging about daisies and sunshine.
Mrs. Thomsett: Look , I don't know- I just don't get WHY people like Tiffany- all of you actually - eat in class, talk, read, magazines under the table..... when I'm teaching. I mean, I respect you, don't I? 1D: *No answer* [Tiffany casually hands Tricia a stick of Polo. It gets passed along the whole back row, and everyone pops one into their mouth] Mrs. Thomsett: Don't I? 1D: *No answer* Mrs. Thomsett: Don't I respect and be fair to all of you?? 1D:(softly) Noooo.... Mrs. Thomsett: *scowls*
Mrs. Ong: Your DOGS are the most influential people in your life?? 1D: Yup... Mrs. Ong: Then why don't I see you all crawling and barking?? Vera: Cheryl crawls... Cheryl: Shut up! [ whacks Vera on the head]
Mrs. Ong: Any questions for the maths test tomorrow? Priscilla: What are the answers?
Mrs. Thomsett: Priscilla, do you know where I found you read-a-thon card? On my DESK. Isn't it supposed to be with you? Priscilla: Erm... Mrs. Thomsett: You honestly don't know what a pain in the ass it is to lose you book, you know. Tell her how it is, Sarah. Sarah: [Gasps for air.]
And talking about vulgarities..
Mrs. Thomsett: And what if someone's parents from 1E decides to donate $2000 on Monday? Huh? Then? Then we're screwed..
Rivali: [running to Amrit's desk after a history test] Stupid exam! Honestly, man, I wrote total rubbish and- Lavanya: Rivali! Mrss. Pandian's glaring at you! Mrs. Pandian: Must fly there issit?? [points to Amrit's desk.]
Mrs. NatLim: [talking about global birth rate] So, when do you think you will start having babies? 1D: 27, 28, 33, etc. Esther: 12. Mrs. NatLim: And when do you want to stop having kids? 1D: 35, 33, 41, etc. Esther: 18. Mrs. NatLim: Esther, there's something wrong with you.
Mrs. Thomsett: [cloze passage answers] We will value it and give you the best _____ - the best what girls? 1D: [filing nails, sms-ing people under the table, eating sweets, in various states of slumber, etc.] Mrs. Thomsett:Come on Singaporeans! The best...PRICE!!!! Singaporeans' favourite word right??? Deal, price, Bargain...right?? [jumping around like a dying chicken] Shu Wei: Stupid woman.
Rivali: [starts tapping Amrit's head and singing 'Crazy' by Simple Plan] Amrit: What do you take me for, Rivali? Rivali: A drum.. Amrit: Its my HEAD you bloody fool.. Rivali: [whacks Amrit's head harder]
And I think this one's the funniest...
There was this 'Monkey's Paw' skit we had to do for English, and Sarah, Amrit, Shakti, Lavanya and RenJean were in one group. So, there was some scene in the skit were fire was needed. The abovementioned group cut strips of yellow, orange and red paper for the fire.
We used to practice every English lesson. So, during one of those practices Amrit thought it would be funny to stuff the 'fire' into her glasses. So, she couldn't see, obviously...
Amrit: [fooling around] Sarah, Renjean, Shakti and Lavanya: [laughing alot. Suddenly, they stop laughing.] Amrit: Oi! What happened? Is Gina here?? Mrs. Thomsett: Yes, Amrit, I AM here. Amrit: Uh-oh....
Later..
Mrs. Thomsett: You all should be serious you know. Why are all of you always laughing? Sarah: (muttering) Cuz Amrit's jokes are funny..
1D rocked :)
Rivali
YShe laughed. And laughed. And laughed yet again.;;
