Showing posts with label Temasek Academy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Temasek Academy. Show all posts
Sunday
Overdue Valentine's Day Poem :D
Hey everyone! Sorry for not writing any posts for a long time, I've been quite busy with schoolwork and stuff. I have been writing poetry a bit here and there though; I just haven't found the time to actually sit down and write a post. To be honest the only reason I'm writing this post right now is because frankly, I've got nothing else to do. Well that's not true. I've got plenty of stuff to do, I just don't feel like doing any of it.
Okay so now I'm going to talk about this poem. This post is probably very overdue. Say, 3 months and 28 days overdue? For the benefit of those of you who didn't just check, Valentine's Day was 3 months and 28 days ago. That's right; you've guessed it, today's poem is going to be a Valentine's Day poem!
Without further ado...
In love with her...
By Oliver Nolastname
What was it about her that mesmerized me so?
Was it her lustrous hair, like rivers of black gold?
Or her eyes, shifting from dark brown to rich amber?
All I know for sure is that I’m in love with her…
Might it have been that pretty provocative smile,
That made my pursuit of her seem almost worthwhile?
What was it? I have absolutely no idea,
All I know for sure is that I’m in love with her...
Of course, it might have been her personality;
Nothing can hope to compare to inner beauty…
What was it? I guess it doesn’t really matter;
All I need to know is that I’m in love with her…
I'm actually really proud of this particular poem. I think it's one of, if not the best poem I've ever written. I liked the idea of having a recurring line throughout the poem, and so at the end of each quatrain I put some variation of the line "All I know for sure is that I'm in love with her...", hence the poem title, 'In love with her'.
Happy Belated Valentine's Day!
Oliver Nolastname
Saturday
New life in a new school
Oh hey everyone! I'm writing this right after the Temasek Academy Orientation Camp, which was freaking awesome by the way. We did a whole lot of fun stuff during camp including Mass dances, which were especially awesome. Although I think I may have made myself a reputation of being over-enthusiastic ^^
Whatever.
Okay, so this sonnet is entitled "New life in a new school" and I'm not going to do a post mortem for this one because 1. I'm too lazy to write one and 2. I don't want to be over-critical on what is supposed to be a fun uplifting poem.
New life in a new school
By Oliver Nolastname
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Whatever.
Okay, so this sonnet is entitled "New life in a new school" and I'm not going to do a post mortem for this one because 1. I'm too lazy to write one and 2. I don't want to be over-critical on what is supposed to be a fun uplifting poem.
New life in a new school
By Oliver Nolastname
I used to be from Victoria School;
A locale where only boys used to dwell.
And when I learnt I had to start anew,
I felt that all my dreams were shot to hell…
I was to attend a new school, you see?
A school that went by the name TJC.
The leaves are at my feet, the grass is dead,
Time to wake up to TJC instead…
But then I went for orientation,
And my OG Venere was awesome
Everyone seemed to have a lot of fun
One day has ended, a new one has come
Now, it’s time for my opening debut,
Time to start a new life in a new school
Just to clarify, TJC stands for Temasek Junior College, OG for Orientation Group and Venere is the name of my group (as well for the goddess of love). Also just wanted to say that I'm really looking forward to a new year. I'm in class 1B'12, by the way, if I have any classmates reading this.
Farewell readers!
Oliver Nolastname
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Monday
Merry Belated Christmas!
Oh hey there, merry belated Christmas! I hope you've had as awesome a Christmas as I had! Anyway, for my Christmas present to anyone who actually knows about this blog, I've decided to showcase a poem I wrote waaaaaaaaay back in Primary 5 or Primary 6. I quite like this poem because 1. I had never written a poem before this and 2. I just find it quite cute :D
Now, on with the show
Why?
By Oliver Nolastname
Why can’t I fly like a soaring eagle
Why can’t I work like the bumblebee
Why can’t the job I have be the most regal
Why are all these luxuries denied me…
Why do people cheat, and lie too
Why do we have and still want more
Why does everyone worry and woe
Why, on my face, do the tears start to pour…
Why don’t we all gather and laugh
Why doesn’t money grow on trees
Why can’t I be in the upper class
Why am I always denied these…
But then I realize I’m scared of heights
I have some money and I don’t need more
People may cheat but I’ll put up a good fight
I may not be perfect but I’m not far offshore…
Okedokie, now for the post-mortem. Call my biased, but I really like this poem because, from what I remember, I spent a good part of a Saturday afternoon writing this and I like to think that it's pretty good. I don't think there's a whole lot to be said so I'll just leave it at that.
Alas, it's time to sign off again.
Oliver Nolastname
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Now, on with the show
Why?
By Oliver Nolastname
Why can’t I fly like a soaring eagle
Why can’t I work like the bumblebee
Why can’t the job I have be the most regal
Why are all these luxuries denied me…
Why do people cheat, and lie too
Why do we have and still want more
Why does everyone worry and woe
Why, on my face, do the tears start to pour…
Why don’t we all gather and laugh
Why doesn’t money grow on trees
Why can’t I be in the upper class
Why am I always denied these…
But then I realize I’m scared of heights
I have some money and I don’t need more
People may cheat but I’ll put up a good fight
I may not be perfect but I’m not far offshore…
Okedokie, now for the post-mortem. Call my biased, but I really like this poem because, from what I remember, I spent a good part of a Saturday afternoon writing this and I like to think that it's pretty good. I don't think there's a whole lot to be said so I'll just leave it at that.
Alas, it's time to sign off again.
Oliver Nolastname
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Friday
Special Surprise!!!111oneoneone
Greetings earthlings, I'm back again with another poem, not a sonnet this time! But there's something special about this particular sonnet. First let me give you a brief explanation of the Singapore Education System.
Alright, so every student has to go through 6 compulsory years of Primary School. After that, they go through the Primary School Leaving Examination, or PSLE for short. Now students who wish to further their education select which Secondary School to go to, there are 4 different types of Secondary School Education but for the sake of summary, I'll only talk about 2 of them. First, there is the Express stream, which caters to the majority of students. These students go through 4 years of Secondary School education and then, after taking their 'O' Levels, can choose to either go to the Institute of Technical Education (ITE), Polytechnic, Junior College, or Millenia Institute, which is basically JC except it covers the course material in 3 years instead of the usual 2 years. Secondly, there is the Integrated Programme, which is a 6 year course, which skips the 'O' Levels.
Now let's talk about me; I took the PSLE and managed to clinch a space in Victoria School. I applied to go for the Integrated Programme, through a back door, in year 2. Call it sheer luck, intelligence, or a combination of the 2, but I managed to get through into Temasek Academy, which is one of the schools which offers the Integrated Programme. Those who applied were filtered by means of tests and interviews until only the ones who were to be admitted were left. Of those tests, there was a Mathematics Aptitude Test and an English Test. For the English Test, we were asked to write either a short story or a poem which included the words 'It was only then that I realised that I was colour-blind'. That was one of the first times I wrote poetry, and I can honestly say that if not for that test, I would probably never have got into it in the first place. Without further ado, the poem, which I wrote for my English Test:
There once was a girl
By Oliver Nolastname
There once was a girl,
A very pretty girl.
She made me want to skip and dance and twirl,
Yes, indeed, she rocked my world.
I sat behind in English Class,
And thrice a day, I would ask:
Would you like help with your books?
She was smart, kind and had good looks.
She always said no,
And told me to go.
It broke my heart,
That hers was so hard.
I hatched up a plan,
To make me her man.
She would not say no,
Because I would make it so.
So I wrote a song,
For her heart I did long.
The feeling I had,
It could not be wrong
Violets are red,
And roses are blue.
I just want to say
That I love you.
I sang through the first line,
Then the second and third.
Thinking of the prospect,
Of making her mine.
She always said no,
And told me to go.
She would not this time;
For it was a song that did rhyme.
When I got to the fourth line,
I realized that my poem,
Did not make sense.
It was only then I realized that I was colour-blind.
Usually this would be the part where I write the post-mortem for my poem but in this particular case, I think that it would hardly be necessary, as this poem contributed to my getting into Temasek Academy. I might like to add however, this poem might seem a bit rough around the edges because I didn't have enough time to file it down and finish editing. After all, they gave us half an hour.
Now, for my signing off. I'd like to wish everyone out there a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Here's to a good year ahead!
Oliver Nolastname
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Alright, so every student has to go through 6 compulsory years of Primary School. After that, they go through the Primary School Leaving Examination, or PSLE for short. Now students who wish to further their education select which Secondary School to go to, there are 4 different types of Secondary School Education but for the sake of summary, I'll only talk about 2 of them. First, there is the Express stream, which caters to the majority of students. These students go through 4 years of Secondary School education and then, after taking their 'O' Levels, can choose to either go to the Institute of Technical Education (ITE), Polytechnic, Junior College, or Millenia Institute, which is basically JC except it covers the course material in 3 years instead of the usual 2 years. Secondly, there is the Integrated Programme, which is a 6 year course, which skips the 'O' Levels.
Now let's talk about me; I took the PSLE and managed to clinch a space in Victoria School. I applied to go for the Integrated Programme, through a back door, in year 2. Call it sheer luck, intelligence, or a combination of the 2, but I managed to get through into Temasek Academy, which is one of the schools which offers the Integrated Programme. Those who applied were filtered by means of tests and interviews until only the ones who were to be admitted were left. Of those tests, there was a Mathematics Aptitude Test and an English Test. For the English Test, we were asked to write either a short story or a poem which included the words 'It was only then that I realised that I was colour-blind'. That was one of the first times I wrote poetry, and I can honestly say that if not for that test, I would probably never have got into it in the first place. Without further ado, the poem, which I wrote for my English Test:
There once was a girl
By Oliver Nolastname
There once was a girl,
A very pretty girl.
She made me want to skip and dance and twirl,
Yes, indeed, she rocked my world.
I sat behind in English Class,
And thrice a day, I would ask:
Would you like help with your books?
She was smart, kind and had good looks.
She always said no,
And told me to go.
It broke my heart,
That hers was so hard.
I hatched up a plan,
To make me her man.
She would not say no,
Because I would make it so.
So I wrote a song,
For her heart I did long.
The feeling I had,
It could not be wrong
Violets are red,
And roses are blue.
I just want to say
That I love you.
I sang through the first line,
Then the second and third.
Thinking of the prospect,
Of making her mine.
She always said no,
And told me to go.
She would not this time;
For it was a song that did rhyme.
When I got to the fourth line,
I realized that my poem,
Did not make sense.
It was only then I realized that I was colour-blind.
Usually this would be the part where I write the post-mortem for my poem but in this particular case, I think that it would hardly be necessary, as this poem contributed to my getting into Temasek Academy. I might like to add however, this poem might seem a bit rough around the edges because I didn't have enough time to file it down and finish editing. After all, they gave us half an hour.
Now, for my signing off. I'd like to wish everyone out there a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Here's to a good year ahead!
Oliver Nolastname
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