Sunday, August 20, 2006

rachel: math portfolio

There are some things that fuel you to live from day to day despite it meaning a sorrowful existence. The first is probably religion, along with your responsibility to Higher Power.The second is the IB math portfolio and fellow members of its brotherhood like IOP, TOK pres. and IAs. The past few days, I think, have been rather complexed for a few reasons.

Firstly, friday was a holiday. Most of us didn't know whether to be happy or not. Of course there are always those few buggers who whoop at anything that dr. ong says (oh, did anyone notice the ripple of excitement towards tomorrow's public caning...I especially am, its my first...as in my first time viewing one) and then of course theres the group of people who are cursed with long-sightedness and would have realised that an extra holiday would mean no collaboration over how to attempt the math PF. Oh well, I just said it. Well, I guess all teachers know its true. Well, its just seeps into our daily conversations things like that, of course we don't purposely go to each other's houses and sit down with mugs of coke blatantly engaging ourselves in acts of collusion. But really, where do we draw the line? And are we disciplined enough to keep from that limit? Are we even aware. Everyone goes around talking about plagiarism and stuff but its really hard to tell sometimes. Turn-it-in sounds like a very interesting programme to me, maybe they could come up with one for criminal suspects next time.

Anyway, its just seems so uncannily cursed that math PF should be due on my birthday(the only present i want is a set of earplugs which zaw says she will get for me...how about vacuum ones?) oh yes, and for sarinder, its a double curse because he's having his IOP. People have this weird syndrome of smsing someone for the first time without an introduction.

Well, the only thing about the math portfolio is that I can't seem to find the arithmetic in it. Seriously, I see myself, half the time, trying either to work with a computer programme, grasping new jargon, or drawing straight lines to construct a table. Must have been 20 I drew since 2 days ago. And the last straw came when I started asking my mom whether the tiles on the floor were quite perfectly straight so that I could align the table along them and then carefully align my paper along the now straight edge of the table, but I figured that the tiles where slanted. Sigh. I ended up watching The Wicker Man which was a 'wickerdly' good cult film. Now what is a cult film? Ha. Also, what defines a neighbourhood school?PM Lee said GMSS was a neighbourhood school which was rather contrary to what I supposed.