Basket.

Not as bad a day as I thought it would be. Went pretty much smoothly and, besides the usual laughs, jokes and general crappiness, uneventfully. The new Econs lecturer is quite an ass though. An ass with a fetish for jackets, wtf.

Ah... history essay complete. I shall take the rest of the night off, because I am bloody lazy.

Nice day today, but another Thursday tommorrow. And Thursdays always mean Econs lecture followed by Maths and then Lim Puay Miao, not nice at all... to top it all off, it ends with PE. SIgh...

Getting home at 1.15pm is just such a fucking wonderful feeling. Ooo yeah...

Ah, another Tuesday gone. Wow, time sure flies.

Quite an uneventful day today. The fun only really started after lessons ended. Archives was surprisingly quick, but just as I was about to go home, I remembered I had to call some guy for some nonsense. To my great consternation, the pay phone had vanished! Shit... I tried to borrow John's phone, but before I could open my mouth Amogh came over and asked me where was Zihao, who was supposed to go for Inter-Fac Maths quiz. They couldn't find him, so guess who had to go instead? Yours truly.

Well it was a fuckin' joke. We were already in the finals by default of being the best (read: ONLY) team from Arts Fac, so I went there and did jack shit. Not that I knew a lot anyway. Was not going to waste any effort on it, I did crap for most of the stupid thing and was the first to come out after a bare half an hour. John was the second.

Then I went home. Can't wait to play spoiler for the buzzer round.

Not a half-bad day today at all. The best thing is THEY FINALLY OPENED THE BLOODY BACK GATE OH GREAT SAVIOURS OF MY POOR FEET THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU I LOVE YOU OOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And as part of the bargain, they finally stopped temperature-taking. Things have at last come full circle after over three whole months of SARS scares and sometimes-ridiculous measures to defeat the bogey illness.

Not much else happened, except a tediously boring history talk that wasted two fucking hours of my life and was given by a bloody American to boot.

Just another weekend about to end, and another school week about to dawn. My, it is like Judgement Day itself outside, what with all the dark clouds, the rain (which has only just stopped pouring) and the rumble of thunder and flashes of lightning. As I sit here some of them seem to come so close, the flashes seemingly mere inches from my window. But of course they aren't, or so I hope. A gloomy end to a gloomy weekend.

No sign of life outside, and my light is the only one burning on the whole street.

Feel much, much better today than yesterday. My nose has cleared up and that is one great relief. Still got a cough and a bad throat though, but that is certainly a lot more bearable.

Kinda dull weekend. Because of what happened on Friday, I guess, there's been a sort of grey cloud hanging over it. Like a damp cloth, it has absorbed all the joy and pleasure a weekend normally is filled with, and replaced it with a sense of sobriety. Everyone is serious, and MSN convos were just not the same. Hope things are back to normal next week; life must go on as time cruelly passes without a backward glance.

Ha... for once I am kinda lost for words here. Nothing happened today, seriously. Nothing much at all.

I feel bloody miserable. No, for real this time. Aside from that bad day yesterday, I've been battling a running nose and a cough for two days already. Stupid nose wouldn't leave me alone even when I went to sleep. It is just horrible. Shit. What the fuck.

Ha... back again. No mood to do work all night. Recent events... have simply been most unsettling. Sigh again.

Sigh. What a day.

It all seemed so normal. We had History as usual and were joking and laughing like we always do. Then we go for Maths and everything changes as the horrible, horrible news comes through. Unconfirmed at first, and with us not daring to believe, but later sadly verified by an official statement from the school. And the rest of the day was just... I guess. No one had any more mood for lessons, and with good reason.

When such a thing happens, the main question is, Why? Why did it happen? Why did it have to happen? Life can just callously fling us shocking, unexpected and horrifying things. Cruel. Cruel, cruel, cruel indeed.

Sigh.

Agh... short day today although I wish it wasn't one. Got my first attack of vertigo for ages. A relatively minor one, but enough to make me unable to continue in school. Hope I'll be ok tommorrow.

A good day today, by any standards. Exceptionally short, for one, no PC, for another.

Went downtown today to meet Nikki. Finally had some time to do so, after she had asked me out and I had disappointed her so many times. Oh well, had time today, so why not. We talked quite a bit, about life, the world, the class, many things. Sean later joined us, coming straight from his canoeing competition, and we chatted some more, before we left at 5, I going home and they to Orchard.

It may only have been about 1 1/2 hours, but it sure gave me a good feeling and brightened up my day. Nothing like meeting some old classmates and friends and catching up for a bit. Really made me forget about my troubles for one good, solid afternoon. *sigh*

Ha. Just read Shuang Ning's blog, and spoke with some other guys. What is said is quite true; something is not right with 1A01C. The atmosphere just feels weird some days, even chilly. And no, it isn't supposed to be like that. Now this is an honest, earnest post, and what the hell is happening? It is just... unnatural, and it is not good at all. People are colder, more distant... voices at times ring out like the wailing, unanswered wind; no one cares anymore?

Let us hope it is not so.

Ha, who was that "anonymous" on the class blog who had the cheek to complain about what I put up here? First off, stop hiding, come out and show yourself. Obviously you are someone who knows me and who reads this on a regular basis. If you want to bitch, at least identify yourself, how's that? Second, get a bloody sense of humour; most of the stuff on this page is not meant to be taken seriously. Stick your tongue in your cheek and keep it firmly there while you read what's up here.

Thirdly, if you don't like it, don't come here. I make no apologies for what I put up, I have the right to choose what I put up, and you similarly have the right to choose whether or not to come here. You don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that.

I thank you for your most kind attention and await eagerly the unveiling of your identity over the next few days, although I do have my suspicions as to who you are.

Moving on to happier things, today was not a bad day by any standards, although it started pretty poorly with that mad rush about the IPW file. Stupid IPW. Curse it and the bastard who came up with it to a slow and painful death.

Then it began to get weird. When entering LT 2 at about 10.30, I saw the unmistakeable figure of Ms Tan Chiou Yen standing outside the LT. I just stood there and gaped. Luckily, her back was facing me. Wonder if she would still have recognised me.

Then, the high point of the day. I exited the LT after an abridged SEA History lecture by Mr Lim, and immediately came upon Mr Brian Ng, sitting on a chair outside. What a chance meeting. I had always wanted to meet him on my visits back to RI, but never managed to. What a stroke of luck, today he was just there. He saw me too, and we had a good chat. Lots of catching up to do, I would say. He was always one of my favourite teachers. Pity about the beard; he had long shaved it off.

And so we talked, for over 10 mins. Really was like meeting an old friend, that is how nice a teacher he was. Lau Yen later spotted us and came over, but he had to rush off very fast. Turns out the RI teachers were in RJ for a meeting regarding through-train.

Anyway, he really misses 4E 2002; we were a unique class and we always knew it. Now they just don't get his Irish jokes, I heard. Sad, sad people...

Ha, and all that has made me nostalgic about RI once more. *sigh*

Rest of the day was a whirl. Maths, Econs, IPW, GP... what the hell.

Another Monday passes. Another step forward to eventual death, is the morbid way to look at it. Nothing worthy of note happened today, although Econs lecture was pretty darn funny. ANd when that is the high point of your day, you know your life is just... sad.

Anyway, fear me. I just succeeded in acquiring the national anthems of all 15 constituent republics of the former Soviet Union. Russia, of course, reverted to the old Soviet anthem, albeit with a change of lyrics, in 2001, but I also have the Russian anthem between 1991 and 2000. Some sure sound lovely, like Armenia, while others just sound exotic, like Turkmenistan. The Baltic states' ones aren't bad either.

Another Sunday night in Paradise... ha I wish lah, what the fuck. Actually it isn't different from any other.

Finished another Chuck Palahniuk book today; my third for the year. Now Fight Club was violent, Survivor plain disturbing and Choke is just... sick. Real sick. Then again, why would I read it if it wasn't? Loads of fun stuff in there, from auto-erotic asphyxiation to enemas to zoo animals masturbating. Cool ain't it? And the rest of it is just plain weird. Palahniuk's usual version of an uncaring, unchanging, "normal" world is but a facade that hides a much more sordid face of society, where the theme park staff are either sex addicts or high on drugs, where the protagonist makes a healthy living by pretending to choke in restuarants and where the anarchic take on a well-ordered society (what we would call "normal") and serve to make it a far more interesting place.

Indeed, Palahniuk's fast-paced novel, with his trademark short paragraphs and simple, hard-hitting sentences, left me breathless. All three of his books attack the peaceful, well-ordered society we see and interact within everyday; his loud decrying of the boiredom of it all is manifested in all of his characters who seem neither to be heroes nor villains: just rejects, those left behind by just such a society, those who never in fact knew normal life as society dictates it to be. None are thus "normal", and the book takes on a surreality right from the beginning when the protagonist gets off with a girl he barely even knows in a room next door to his sex addiction group meeting. Weirdo, many will think. Yet as the story develops, the reader finds he is much, much more than a weirdo.

Overall, an excellent read that will make you think, as all his others books did to me. You may not really get it in the end, but you will ahve a hell of a ride getting there.

Another weekend in its death throes... why do these things just seem to slip by so fast? Too much slacking to do and too little time. Story of our lives.

Ha... keep forgetting to post here. An alright past two days I guess, been running all over the place. Had a wonderful Friday despite PE; the post RMUN party was great, with lots of fantastic food and Aaron's wonderfully sinful Haagen Dazs chocolate fudge cake... mmm.

Today, went for CIP, selling flags for the SPCA. We even went back to RI to collect, so bad heehee :-p Quite a nice morning it was.:-)

Rest of the day... not much. Well.

Hahahaha oh my goodness gracious wtf omg... RIGE WON AN SYF GOLD?! How the hell did that happen, with their attitude and attendance (or lack of it rather)... must be the magic of Gaspar. Unless Zihao's brother is bluffing, of course. Hmmm... must go back soon to find out!

Damn sian day today. Past caring about Common Test results, too shit already.

A short and uneventful day today... pretty much.

Survived another day in school... was pretty fine as usual, I guess, only I find out I have a hell lot of things to do and go for this weekend... wah lau.

Just got back from yet another dreary Monday... was so sleepy today, just couldn't think, not even for History. Now normally I would be able to crap some thesis statement on the spot when asked (done it more than once), but today my mind was just a complete blank and I couldn't register anything when I looked at the paper?! Ah what the fuck.

Ha. Completed all my homework in time to meet deadlines, despite losing more than half the weekend. Bow to my 1337ness.

Incredible day yesterday. I went to school on one morning and came back the next (20 minutes after midnight). But had a lot of fun, especially with quite a few classmates down along with me (Justin, Cherylene, Yi San, Jieqi, Genevieve and Roger). Tiring day, undeniably (and tiring month leading up to it), but in the end, a rich and truly rewarding experience. So glad I survived it.

Got home at a (relatively) decent hour today: 6.30pm. Not much of note happened today, except I missed yet another lesson and ponned PE yet another time.

Ha, finally got to watch myself on the final RMUN crisis videos today (including the bloopers). Shit, I am so going to die of embarrassment tommorrow when they are shown, especially at closing ceremony when eveyrone will be there.

Hope I live through the weekend.

A (somewhat) normal school day today, although I was too fucking stoned to give a shit about anything, frankly. One piece of good nesw was I passed Econs. Yay, not going to fail all four subjects after all, a fate that seemed very possible when I was piah-ing that very subject the day before the exam.

Should be fully recovered by tommorrow (no PE for me this week, I swear), in time to wear myself out all over again on Saturday. Life is just this way.

Wow. Got home at 10pm today. Fuck it, I am too tired to post.

Back home at 9.30pm. I fucking rock.

What a bloody ridiculous day that was. I mean, we took 3 cabs and walked all over Holland V and Holland Road just to find a box of staplets that could match the staple gun, just because some idiot in school gave us a box of wrong-sized ones. What the fucking incompetency is this! It was damn exhausting. Shit.

This entire week, can forget about academic work already. I'll just be tired out.

Back to school and the daily grind tommorrow. Only it'll be more than a grind than usual. Ugh.

Now we shall type properly, with good grammar and proper spaces where they ought to be, otherwise this bloody thing will fucking screw up again.

Got dragged back to RI for another HISSOC meeting (RJ is not open today). I was surprised to see the HML open; it's a school holiday after all. There were also, expectedly, crazy people in school playing football on the astroturf. Ahh... the bus ride back was simply a trip through memory lane. Never thought I would get on 156 and 154 again after last year but seems as if Fate has been kinder.

Ha, maybe should have left spaces just now. Now it looks damn screwed. Never mind, let's leave it to correct itself after I edited it.

Just another afternoon of a rather dull day. Bah.

(That looked fucking screwy.)

Back again. Nice, slack day today... I actually watched a significant amount of TV just now; how long has it been since I did that? But it was "The Future is Wild" on DIscovery Channel; programmes like these are usually a must-watch for me.

Otherwise, a damn slack day. I mean, who the hell feels like studying after exams? Blah.

Finally, a day of rest. This feels so good... sleeping in (ok, for me that means anything later than 8.00am; I slept until 8.05 today), reading (yes, still a hobby of mine, and DGE Hall is pretty interesting; so are 20-year-old Reader'd Digests) and obviously, spending time online.

Onlt thing currently is my neighbours just had to deforest their yard... whirring of the chainsaw is intensely irritating. Hope it gets done quick.

An utterly rotten day today. Ah, you know it's gonna be one of them when you open your inbox first thing the night before and see a mail telling you to turn up at school at 7.15am the next morning, or else. Just have to take some omens seriously, I guess.

Fucked up. I wish my mother will get off my back. Barely a day after Common Test has ended and she is telling me promos are coming. What the fuck? I am so not going to listen to that. So there. And she threatens me about Common Test results? What the hell... think it's just a bad mood. Erm, no, wait, hope it's just a bad mood.

In between such fucking shit happening, my IE crashed twice and my computer nearly once, and practically nothing else went the way I wanted it to today. Fuck. Hope tommorrow is better. No, it had better be better.

Back from school after wasting an entire morning... fuck.

Shit... just when I was thinking I could relax and have a damn song sleep tonight... along comes Lim Tse Yang to shatter those dreams. And thus I must drag myself up tommorrow morning and go to school as per normal. Ah fuck. Well, that's life for you.

Righto... back from my Common Tets and a good meeting with an online friend. What a nice day it was.:-)

So now I've finally got time to put up some links; screw Google News:

Class blog - 1A01C '03's own little niche on the Web.

Justin's blog - Self-explanatory.

Shuang Ning's blog - Self-explanatory.

Yahoo! Mail: Best free email service there is, and ever will be.

S*P - Something Positive, my favourite webcomic. Plenty of sarcastic, crude and dark humour there; just the way I fuckin' like it.

Bobbin - Another webcomic drawn by a Singaporean girl. Funny at times.

YouDamnKid - Hilarious webcomic. Has really made me alugh many times. Pity it isn't that often updated.

Striptease - NO, THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS. It's another webcomic that is pretty well-drawn, but more serious. Not a bad one either.

Scarygoround - Brit humour which at times a heartlander like me cannot appreciate.:-p

Newgrounds - Plenty of great flash games and movies. And hentai, if you happen to be so inclined.

Maddox - This guy can be truly hilarious.

Happy Tree Friends - Best NC-13 cartoon I ever saw.

I have more, but this is not a place to display my entire life. So that will be all the links that will go up. Maybe I'll add more if I'm happy.

Lit... hahaha. Hope I can do reasonably well, maybe a B or a C. But John Donne section is gone already man, fuck.

Ha, at least Common Test ends tommorrow, and I can spend more time here, put up all the links I want to. Oh yay.:-)

Got a Lit paper later... a full 3-hour one. Oh they are so fucking evil. Nuts. At least it will mean the Common Test will be 3/4s over...

Not much to say today. *sigh* Never mind... things ought to brighten up after Common Tests.