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10 Signs You Went To An All-Girls Convent School in Singapore


Convent Girl Traits

We may share the hatred for knee-length skirts and the love for communal in-school Valentine’s Day celebrations—including gifts from secret admirers, like the bung from the next class. But even years down the road, there’s just something so significant about ex-convent girls that you can sniff a mile away. When we tell others we came from an all-girls school, “Chey, can tell” is their most common response.

Even though we may sit with one leg up at home and spell great ¾ of the time, here are some traits that potentially define the typical catholic-school-bound chick.

1. No subject is awkward to us

From period talk to our early acceptance of homosexuality through the exposure of lesbian tendencies (yes I said it, call the nuns out on me), we’re as open-minded as can be.

It’s only natural for girls to congregate and talk about their ~ feelings ~. So instead of looking at us like we’re gossip queens, see us as your greatest listeners. And after hearing all the backstabbing crap pubescent girls put each other through, nothing really shocks us anymore.

Born into a culture of debate and discussion, there’s no such thing as oversharing. Because we love to talk—maybe even too much.

2. The jiak kan tang ones suck at Mandarin so bad

Aside from the well-rounded overachievers who can converse with the lao shis of course.

Maybe it’s the unhealthy addiction to witty yet derogatory banter to one another in our native language (English), but our Mother Tongue is more like a distant aunt who criticises our single status during Chinese New Year.

The only Higher Mother Tongue we know is Sarcasm, which we speak fluently. However, come later in life, we wish it wasn’t so hard to order a damn bowl of bak chor mee due to our fear-complex. When high-pitched screeches resemble our Mandarin teachers exclaiming our Chinese names, we still get jumpy.

3. We are THE masters of passive aggression

Being surrounded by the master source of passive aggression really sharpened our shade-throwing skills. Especially since girl-on-girl disputes are frequent occurrences that need to be handled covertly. But contrary to Mean Girl’s beliefs, not everything in girl-world has to be sneaky. We can sure as hell make you feel our wrath with the iciest cold shoulder, backhanded remark, and piercing death-stare. RBFs, salute!

4. We’re buay paiseh

It must be linked to the fact that we spent our most vital teenage years in an open and supportive environment that allowed us to flourish. We didn’t have boys around, so we had the space to develop our identity without being apologetic about it. No judgement, no social construct to dictate the idea of ‘ladylike’.

But it’s not like we’ve never socialised with boys outside the compounds. Just because something isn’t easily accessible, doesn’t mean we won’t find a way. It was just easier for KC girls to hunt males down when they were only one love-bridge away from St Pat’s.

5. We have diva-reflex

Somehow, almost every convent girl you meet will have a melodramatic tendency. Maybe it’s the fact that our cohabitants for up to 10 years included many people from Drama class—which was considered pretty cool in the all-female environment. Or the fact that we thrived amidst the battlefield of girlish catfights, which honed our exaggeration skills.

Even if you weren’t heavily involved in the school’s politics, witnessing  drama alone probably rubbed off on you. You’d know how to flex that drama-queen muscle if provoked. I believe in you.

6. We’re super affectionate

Boob slaps. Hugs upon every interaction. Nothing is misconstrued as flirty among us the way it would be if we were to act the same way around guys. We’re comfortable being excessively touchy with our girlfriends because that’s just how much we love them. So boys, sorry for the misunderstanding.

7. We’re extremely empathetic

I’m pretty sure we all knew of cry-babies in our schools. But in an all girls’ institution, it’s just more common. So we’ve learnt how to handle the superfluous emotion that runs deep within our womanly loins, expertly and efficiently.

Girls cry for an array of reasons, and yes we’ll be the first to admit—that includes shark week. We’re used to young girls overreacting to trivial problems. We don’t judge. We are just sympathetic, sensitive little angels who know where you’re coming from.

8. Although, people might think we’re “exclusive”

Our low-key diva attitude also ensues we might end up a little lost when mixing among people of diverse backgrounds. Not to be confused with acting elitist; we’re just used to being candid without backlash or people easily taking offense. So that may cause some misunderstandings on our (perceived) “don’t talk to me” disposition.

Outside, we might be susceptible to post-convent culture shock, but among our kind the camaraderie is strong. Some label this as clique-y, but it’s just the ease of comfort with those who can tolerate our meanest, rudest, unglam sides.

9. We go 0 to 100 (and back) real quick

We either love with all our heart, or hate with every fibre in our body. We tend to be fiercely loyal, or your presence can be considered non-existent as far as we’re concerned.

We’ve hated girls of opposing convent schools for no apparent reason, then became best friends with them some time later. Guess we all shared the same struggle of feigning skirt length when bending down every time the teachers checked if our knees were covered by the pinafore. Or the pain of getting nagged at for sitting with our legs apart. Even though that was the game plan because we had shorts underneath, obviously.

10. The bonds we forged in our convent years are lifelong
Friends come and go, but there’ll be at least 1 to 2 (or 10) girlfriends who will stick by us through thick and thin even past our convent years.

We’ve pulled one another out of every bathroom episode, PMS-induced rage and every great escape to pon morning assembly. So when that Kanye West song plays, you best believe we’re thinking about them. Because AIN’T NOBODY FRESHER THAN MY M*F*ING CLIQUE.

Convent Girl Antics

I like to think our species is all business in the front, party at the back. We’re just used to having righteous authoritative figures breathe down our necks with their strict rules, dress codes and culture. But that struck a good balance in us and now in hindsight, that’s what bred a bunch of fun-loving, yet proper young ladies. When the time calls for it, at least. -Source

15 Types Of Girls’ School Girls You’ll Find In Singapore


Girls’ School Girls

Some may think being in an all-girls school is much like being in Mean Girls: catfights, toilet gossip sessions, and segregated cliques within an established pecking order.

But really, after being in an all-girls school for ten years, I can tell you it isn’t all drama and sass. Sure, I’ve experienced my fair share of disputes, but ultimately, these little differences added colour to my life.

If you’ve attended an all-girls school, or are still studying in one, you probably know some of these girls and count them as part of your close-knit family of friends.

1. The one who changes in class all the time

“Don’t turn around ah, I’m changing!”

These girls have mastered the art of slipping out of their pinafores within seconds. Skilful and discreet, they’ve never accidentally flashed a teacher.

Occasionally, you’ll catch her changing outfits five minutes before the lesson ends, so she can scoot off to her CCA immediately after the bell rings.

2. The one who shouts for pads across the classroom

While there’s absolutely nothing to be shy about in an all-girls school, this girl cranks it up a notch.

You’ll definitely know when she’s on her period because you’ll hear a loud “Oi, does anyone have a pad?!” from across the classroom.

It’s no biggie—shout and you shall receive.

3. The one who looks like a butch

Often in more sporty CCAs such as netball, this girl has long swapped her dresses and denim shorts for shirts and berms.

At one point, she’s probably gotten a haircut at the S$5 barber shop the boys frequent.

4. The one who goes around smacking asses and unhooking bras

Quietly descending upon her unsuspecting victim, she catches them off guard and runs off screaming and cackling after having completed a ‘successful mission’.

Years after graduation, you still don’t understand why she derives satisfaction from such antics.

5. The one who breaks the rules

Girls’ school girls are often repeatedly told to be ‘young ladies’ who have to ‘uphold the school’s reputation’ (whatever that means).

But there’s this girl who just DGAF. She hangs out with ‘bad’ company, has a boyfriend in lower sec, skips class, and *gasps* smokes in the school toilet. Sometimes, she even wears her school uniform while playing truant.

When hauled into the principal’s office and berated by teachers who think she’s going against God’s ways, she’ll always reply:

6. The one who is boy crazy

Whenever there is a male guest speaker or exchange student in school, she’ll be the first to rush back to class, gushing “OMG! OMG!!! HE’S DAAAAMN CUTE!!!”

Sometimes, you’ll even catch her ogling the hot male teacher who teaches Biology.

7. The one who wears makeup to school

She’s the girl who comes to school with her brows on fleek and skin looking #flawless. When asked if she wears makeup, she becomes defensive and insists she #wokeuplikethis.

Usually, she’s also the girl who dyes her hair brown and tells everyone it’s her natural colour. If she swims, she probably blames the chlorine for lightening her hair.

But really gurlll, why are your roots still black?

8. The one who knows every guy from the boys’ school down the road

Some call her popular, while others call her ‘slutty’. After school, she often hangs out with a group of boys at the nearby McDonalds or mall rooftop.

Ask about any guy and she’ll be able to give you a little beef on him. If you’re nice, she might even ‘intro’ you to him.

9. The one who glo’d up

Remember the kid who got bullied for being plus-sized in lower sec?

Yeah, she lost all her baby fat before you could say “puberty”, and blossomed into the It girl every boys’ school boy had a crush on.

10. The one who is a ‘feminist’

Feminism and standing for equality is great, but not when you misconstrue it and turn into a full-blown feminazi.

During class discussions and relationship talks, the feminazi usually argues along the vein of, “yeah, because all boys are MCPs (male chauvinist pigs)”. All in the name of ‘feminism’, of course.

Not the actual definition of feminism.
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11. The one who has Princess Syndrome

Known as ‘Daddy’s Spoilt Little Girl’, she’s the princess who always boasts about her latest phone model, pop albums, and shopping haul.

Even if she lives just down the road, her parents will still chauffeur her to school in a fancy car. And if they don’t, she’ll whine and insist until they do.

12. The one who speaks with an angmoh accent

Despite being 100% local, this girl probably feels speaking in a fake American accent automatically makes her cooler and better than the rest.

Peppering her speech with slang, and adding “like” and “oh my God” in the way only Cali girls do, she makes sure to harp on how she ‘picked up her accent on her family trip to America’ from years ago.

13. The one whose entire family is part of the alumni

Patriotic by blood, this girl’s mum, sisters, and aunts are probably old girls. As members of the alumni committee, you’ll hear their surname mentioned at every charity donation board, parent-teacher meeting, and extracurricular activity.

In 15 years, you’ll likely find her daughters there too.

14. The one who is everyone’s girl crush

Super smart, super athletic, super talented, super chio—she’s the girl everyone wants to be.

#spoilmarket

15. The one who is the mum of the group

Usually carrying around a water bottle and a pack of tissues, the mum of the group somehow feels responsible for the welfare of everyone around her.

Aside from returning your plates after recess or nagging you to drink more water because “it’s good for you”, her maturity gives her insight so she knows just what to say to resolve petty girl drama.

Being In An All-Girls School

No matter what type of girls’ school girl you are, celebrate your difference because it’s diversity which makes us stronger. -Source

13 Things Which Only Happen In Singapore Girls’ Schools

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Girls’ School Culture

When parents think of all-girls schools in Singapore, most would picture a prestigious distraction-free institution, for their daughters to further their studies and blossom into well-groomed young women.

But when actual alumni think of girls’ school, they remember a pretty different picture.

From ratchet catfights to rumours about haunted toilets, life in an all-girls school is… exciting, to say the least.

Whether you were the guai-est nerd or the biggest slacker, here are some real-life stories you can probably relate to if you went to an all-girls school in Singapore.

*Some names were changed to protect identities

1. Boy drama when girls hooked up with church mates

In my girls’ school, I was happily single but incredibly bored. As there were no boys in school, most girls hooked up with guys from church, an affiliated school, or tuition class. And whenever there was boy drama, the gossip turned into lunch topics we lived for.

When my friend was the first girl in class to get a boyfriend from church, she had the juiciest relationship drama. Her first time story had us all shook because we’d never known anyone else who’d ‘done it’.

Girls would also fight over popz guys from the affiliated boys’ school. While I managed to stay out of it, there were girls who fell out with each other because of these crushes.
Chloe, 20

2. Widespread lesbianism

In Sec 1, a rumour about one girl being gay was the most controversial thing we’d ever heard. When she got a girlfriend, they became the most famous couple in school.

But fast forward to Sec 4, 30% of the school had come out as gay or bi, including myself.

No one treated it like a controversy anymore, and it was comforting to be in a community which didn’t discriminate.
Lea, 18

3. Unique school rules

Most schools have strict rules, but girls’ schools take it to another level. Skirt too short? Buy a new one. Hair too long? Cut it off with the pair of scissors in the staff room.

There were several things we could be reprimanded for: coloured bras, wearing a suit to prom, hugging (the school thought we would turn gay), not having a school logo on our socks, having hair too long or too short, etc.

Once, a girl who participated in Hair For Hope was forced to wear a wig to school.

But by Sec 4, many found ourselves criticising juniors for looking unkempt and ruining our public image.
Sabrina, 19

4. Rabak catfights

I think being in a girls’ school makes you more confident, but not always in a good way. Especially with no guys around to impress, many girls had no qualms about going full-ratchet and picking fights with others.

The first time I witnessed a catfight was when someone talked shit about my classmate’s girlfriend. She got defensive and responded by splashing water on the girl’s face.

From there, there was slapping and hair-pulling, and a huge crowd formed. We only dispersed when some prefects showed up and broke up the fight.
Elena, 24

5. Girls supporting girls

My school had a culture of fiercely cheering friends who were on stage, whether for a performance, an award ceremony, or even morning announcements. It would take forever to get the hall to settle down and carry on with the assembly.

Once, I was about to make an announcement about my CCA’s upcoming event, but my anxiety made my voice shake.

From a corner of the hall where my classmates sat, I heard a collective “Go, Melanie!” It was unnecessarily enthusiastic for a short announcement, but I was extremely grateful.
Melanie, 19

6. Getting caught changing in class

Changing in and out of our PE attire in class was the norm because the bathroom queue was always too long.

Initially, we would face the wall or hide under tables to be discreet. But by Sec 4, most girls would be shamelessly flashing their bras in the middle of the classroom.

Once, a male teacher accidentally walked in while we were getting ready. We made him wait outside and started class 15 minutes late, but he didn’t scold us because the whole ordeal was too embarrassing for him.
Jane, 19

7. No shame or boundaries

Without guys around, we were free from patriarchal expectations of women. Some girls flashed their hairy pits, while others sat with their legs opened because they were “wearing shorts anyway”.

The absence of guys also let us openly discuss topics from periods to masturbation.

My no-filter friend once exclaimed in the middle of class “my vagina damn pain sia!” and excused herself to the sick bay.
Amanda, 19

8. Valentine’s Day was lit

Valentine’s Day was a huge event every year, with girls spending hours handcrafting gifts, writing letters, or buying candies for each other.

One year, there was even an external vendor selling roses during recess due to the demand.

In JC1, not realising the tradition was a girls’ school thing, I made the mistake of getting chocolates for all my classmates. Almost everyone, especially the guys, thought I was weird. Or worse, trying to ‘hit’ on them.
Alicia, 19

9. Fangirling over seniors

It was a big thing, especially in the uniform groups, to idolise your seniors or send anonymous gifts to them.

But by the time we outgrew it, we had our own juniors fangirling about us, and so the cycle continued.
Rachel, 21

10. Being shook when boys show up

While we were independent women who could live without a man, we’d still freak out when groups of guys came for joint-school programmes.

We’d gasp and whisper as we watched them from the opposite end of the canteen as if we had discovered a new species of men. Because back in primary school, these guys were scrawny, prepubescent children.

Visits from these more matured boys were an exciting glimpse into our future of EC-ing guys on a regular basis in JC.
Nadia, 18

11. Excessive skinship

I always felt comfortable hugging and snuggling with my girls’ school friends.

It probably stemmed from all the long, boring assemblies where we’d take naps in the laps of the girl behind us. That, and braiding our friends’ hair, always pissed the speakers off.

My best friend and I enjoyed holding each other’s hands and confusing teachers as to whether we were a couple, knowing it wasn’t within their comfort zone to ask.
Meg, 19

12. Crushing on hot teachers

I’m sure many schoolgirls were infatuated with their hot male teachers, but in girls’ schools, it was intense. The lack of boys to crush on made some teachers the unwilling object of many students’ attention, for four whole years.

There was always some young hottie who’d have his mail tray flooded with gifts and flowers from admirers on Teachers’ Day. Some girls would even sign up for remedial to spend more time with their teacher-crushes.

I cringe when I reflect on my angsty teen days, sighing over unrequited love for a man who was twice my age and married.
Becca, 20

13. Angels & Mortals

Angels and Mortals was a big deal in my school. I’d put so much effort into my letters to my Angel, and kept all her letters to me in a special box.

It felt nice to know there was someone supporting and looking out for me.

But apparently, my school banned the game after I graduated, because it was causing trouble among students. It’s a shame current students will never experience this meaningful tradition.
Gwen, 24

Just Girls’ School Things

The girls’ school experience is something many never forget, long after graduation. Despite some bad memories, many old girls admit those were some of the best years of their lives.

And looking back on the weird shit you and your friends used to do, and still do, it’s clear some things never change.

8 Hard Truths About JC in Singapore I Learnt After Surviving Two Years Of Hell


Hard Truths About JC in Singapore

Like most students who went to JC in Singapore, I picked this route because it seemed like a more direct path to university. However, what I didn’t expect was that it would be the most difficult 2 years of my life.

Unlike in secondary school where spoon-feeding was the norm, JC required plenty of self-study. If I had any doubts or misconceptions during lectures, the work would quickly snowball, resulting in an endless game of catch-up.

Coupled with the pressures of being a young adult, my anxiety skyrocketed to a new high and my confidence reached an all-time low in JC. Here are the hard truths I learnt only after surviving two years of what seemed like hell on earth.

1. PW is a pain in the ass

I thought PW was just going to be a small part of my school year. But thanks to uncooperative group mates who left me in the lurch, I spent way more time on projects than I should’ve.

For example, one of my group mates always had excuses for missing meetings. His best excuse was that he couldn’t go online for a discussion because his mother wanted him in bed by 9pm. Excuse me?

Needless to say, after PW ended, none of my group members remained friends with him.

2. Wealth privilege becomes apparent

I’ve had friends whose tuition expenses in JC totalled up to a few thousand dollars a month. While I attended group tuition, they had renowned private tutors who provided better quality resources, such as comprehensive cheat sheets.

Thus, even if they fell asleep during lectures, they came to class the next day with their tutorials filled with all the correct answers. Meanwhile, I’d leave the lecture theatre feeling confused and disheartened, as though I’d learnt nothing.

This only reinforced the stereotype of how students who come from wealthier backgrounds are able to gain a leg up.

3. People join clubs for the sake of their portfolio

Earlier in the school year, everyone seemed excited for weekly CCA sessions. But soon after the leadership and ExCo positions were announced, they started dropping like flies.

One of my teammates who used to be cordial started giving me the cold shoulder after I was elected as the vice-captain of my CCA.

Some also stopped going for trainings and sought other means to boost their portfolios, such as taking on numerous community service projects and internships during their holidays.

4. The competition is ruthless

My sister, who was from NJC, once shared that her friend left her notes and wallet on the canteen table to get a drink. When she returned, the thief had taken her notes, not the wallet.

Whether it was academics, CCAs or leadership positions, competition was insane. I heard of peers from other JCs who kena sabo, and had their notes, stationery and graphic calculators destroyed or stolen leading up to their exams.

5. A wrong choice of subject combination could ruin your life

I chose the Science over the Arts stream because I was told I would have better prospects, even though my interests lay in Arts.

I did not enjoy what I was studying and found it hard to grasp the concepts taught. Compared to my classmates, I took a longer time to complete my homework and fared terribly in tests. My self-esteem continued to plunge.

6. Failing is a new norm, even if you’ve never failed previously

Unlike in secondary school, attaining a C grade for a subject in JC was considered a feat in itself.

Personally, I hardly failed in secondary school so all the Ungraded (U) and Sub-pass (S) grades on my report card came as a rude shock. My confidence level hit rock-bottom and I felt like a failure.

7. You are constantly fighting against time

In JC, most school days ended around 5pm, and I needed more than an hour to travel home. I barely had time to study, and I was surviving on 4 to 5 hours of sleep a night. In those 2 years, my eyebags practically doubled in size.

Being in a sports CCA made it worse as after-school training sessions left me both mentally and physically drained. As I was too tired to talk to my family most of the time, my relationship with them became more distant. Ironically, it was their support I needed the most.

8. You’ll always be behind IP students

As the Integrated Programme (IP) syllabus bypasses the O-levels, IP students get a head start on A-level preparations because their teachers equip them with the necessary skills much earlier.

This puts O-level graduates like myself at a disadvantage, because we have less time to get used to the rigour of the system.

All in all, be prepared to find yourself at the bottom of the bell-curve because you’ll be fighting with the cream of the crop.

Hard Truths About JC in Singapore


The hardest pill I had to swallow was learning that hard work in JC didn’t guarantee success. There were always people who had additional resources, more discipline, better luck.

All that was left for me to do was to be kinder to myself and learn to be content, no matter the outcome. source.