dead

shit i have so much time on my hands and it's not becoz i have nothing to study since 'A' Levels are over. fuck it's because i don't know what to study, how to study and most importantly, i don't feel like studying. haha i'm so screwed man!!!!!!!!!

this is becoming like the period after exams, where everyone has lots of time to do anything they want and even pick up a new hobby, except that this time, it's right before the exams. shiiiiit.

i'm taken up a new hobby, extreme bumming, and it's really an extremely mentally challenging hobby. it's very mentally challenging because i know i need to study, i want to study and yet at the same time, i must not study because i'm too lazy. it gets more extreme as the exams approach.

let's go kl!

buffet

holy shit. i ate buffet last thursday after paper and i'm gonna eat buffet tomorrow again!! damn i haven't slimmed down since the previous 1 and i'm gonna pack in the food again? wow really must train tonight tmr man.

haha thursday's paper was so damn easy. i feel like killing myself. it was so easy, you couldn't possibly do it even if you studied. FUCK the asshole who set the paper. bloody hell. that asshole lectured us on one of the topics tested before; plants. and she was bloody gushing about how she was so excited about growing them when she took a module. cheeeeeeeebyeeeeeeeeeeee boring subjects for boring people. she must find real joy in watching grass grow. glass glow if you can't pronounce properly. haha. fuck so that bloody topic came out and fuck, i almost answered just yes or no to one of the questions. hahaha damn funny man. ok only to myself.

oh yeah kenneth's god must smile quite alot on him. for physics paper, he asked me and nicky the definition of systematic and random error just before we entered the venue. and we were like joking if that came out, it'll be damn funny. haha so the 1st questions was really that!!! kept smiling to myself. i think it would have been quite suspicious if the 3 of us kept smiling, not to mention gay!! haha also, another of my friends were discussing whether it would come out and they guessed wrong. haha so everyone smiling. mabbe the whole hall was smiling! haha.

anyway kenneth and i were supposed to meet nicky for buffet. 12 at suki or 3 at sakae. alamak tough. 3pm, must wait 5hours. suki, not so nice to eat. in the end we decided to eat sakae but kenneth called nicky to join us. what the hell? 5hours and 3guys in town. what the hell do we do there? day around? haha and we were like telling nicky to put on makeup and hurry meet us. so gay!!! actually it was kenneth la. haha. eeeeeeeeee.

so anyway went chinatown to while away the time before nicky came. wow didn't know there were hookers there too. very kinky type. a little wrinkled skin and holding walking stick, but still, looking yummyllicious and licking her lips. i wanna puke!!!!! haha. but there was this girl... haha cindy gonna kill me!!

after nicky came, wanted to play LAN but no shirt, so had to but. damn gay 3guys walking around in P.S. hahahah. honey, does this make me look fat? puuuuuuuuuukeee. then LAN then finally buffet.

those fuckers, really made us wait 15mins outside because it was only 1430. wouldn't even let us take a seat inside and wait. never mind, we paid them back. we made sure they wouldn't treat people like us they wa they treated us. haha we cleaned the whole place up la. all in all, we ate about 60+ plates, but with a little cheating. chawanmushi = 2plates and the friend chix = 2plates. haha cheaters man.

oooooh i'm full...

phsyics and prelims

prelims just started. i am hardly halfway here nor there, which puts me in a truly unique position. if i do well, i'm smart. if i don't, i'll just say i didn't study. but the level of difficulty of the tests are really laughable. bloody easy. i think i can get a B for physics. i hope it'll shoot up to an A though. haha.

ok enough bragging and wishful thinking and elevating myself. compared to my class in secondary school, phew! blown away by their hard work and sheer genius man.

anyway my physics teacher had some personal problems, so she couldn't see our class through till after the prelims. hope she comes back though, she's a very good teacher and just, nice. so, you can't just throw my class into the deep end of the pool, although by this time, we should be comfortably threading water. to be blunt and frank, my class's stupid. anyway no matter how good the class is, the school will still employ a relief teacher. and what do we get? the best of the lot!

name: WT, L
teaches: nothing. or at least how to be as screwed up as him.
talks: nonsense. and everything that can be found on the answer sheet.

to think i even thought he did the bloody questions himself. he just bloody copies the answers on the board. damn, it's exactly like paying 200bucks for tuition. even though i've not been to tuition before, i think it's a bloody waste of time and especially waste of money (200 is the market rate right?). anyway that's how i view it. waste of time.

he's screwed up. laughs to himself. and just screwed up. useless.

i didn't do my tutorials (as usual) so he asked me and 2others to stand up. all i did while stnading up was to take the chance to study the tutorial i was supposed to be doing, albeit standing up. unlike the other screwed up classmate having fun answering the big screwed up's questions.

haha so anyway, the 2nd tutorial came and i still hadn't done my work. and even if i did, i wouldn't wnat to go for his lessons. bloody hell some teacher mistook our class for his, so my friend called my friend who was ponning with me, so we went up. nahbeh false alarm. we decided to wait to see if S Up would come but we saw him looking at us from far, so alamak cannot pon. anyway he came in and asked if i did the work. so he asked me in a real screwed up way, 'so can u stand at the back of the class?'

obviously i can! but i don't want to. nothing to gain by listening in also. so i asked if i could get out of the class. he asked me why? is it becoz i can't catch anything he's saying? ya ya ya ya to all that so pheeeeeeeeeeew i was out of the class.

so anyway the last day of lessons was on friday and the only tutorial was physics. haha only 10people came to school that day and only 4took physics. damn screwed. i was really really really deciding on going to his class, just the 4of us and all of usasaying we didn't do or bring our work. haha. then we all walk out together. HAHAHAHA man i tell u! in the end no one turned up, i tihnk. HAHAHA. but i wish my plan was carried out though. haha bastard.

ok anyway happy teachers' day. shit man i was among the less than handful of year2s in school today.

like father, like son

let me tell you a really sad story. it's a story about bums in singapore and how they will never ever climb the social ladder and remain what they are: bums. i'm not talking about the bums the ladies have. i'm not talking about the buns BreadTalk sells. (hyper inflated prices, in my opinion.) i'm talking about lazy bums. not the lazy bones you and me (mostly me) will occasionally have but the real bums. their mission in life? bumm their way through it. and i tell you, i'm thankful for them, because they make up the cushion in society, so that you and me may piss and shit on them. and should we ever fall from grace, there's a limit; them.

they story is about a boy and his growing up years, from the perspective of an outsider, me. the story is also about family, which you will come to know about later. this story is about a boy named willy, or whatever it is. i never got around to actually asking him but i'll tell you later how i got to know his name. the story about willy, or dicky, or penis, is a touching tale about modern day hooliganism set in the bustling town of clementi. wow i just set up a real touching plot a la jack neo's pao ba, haizi (run, you kid!). we'll see. hahahahaha.

little willy was a willy. a fucking pain in the ass. if you ever have a willy in the ass, some of you may feel pleasure but with the exceptions of Great Anal Yahoos!, most guys won't like it. and he was a mighty prick when he was so small in primary school. i was a few years older and in the same school. i don't know how i got to recognise him and i assure you i'll be ashamed if i ever got to know him. i think it's mainly because that bloody prick acts as if he's a big fuck and being fatter (therefore bigger even if you're taller), he can bully others. we're talking micro calibration here because it's all still in primary school. so big bully bitch has people always screaming his name, 'willy willy willy!' come to think of it, i don't know if they're insulting him but he responded to that name. so willy he shall be!

that son of a bitch doesn't know his station. he can fucking dare to come up to me in an aggressive manner and start taunting me. for those of you who know my name, it's easy to make fun of it. but that's not the point. the point is that he fucking dares to do it. me being bigger in size and age and he dares it? damn lucky i'm not aggresive or i'll have a criminal record now. so everytime i see him, it's animosity. where's the love y'all? so people grow and gorw. he grows up, vertically and sideways. i graduate from primary school but i still see him around the neighbourhood.

fast forward to this year. we're all grown up. he bigger, fatter and definitely one of the 'brothers'. you know what i mean. those bums bumming around doing what they do best which is nothing and wasting their fathers' money. i would be sympathetic and feel for their parents but the truth is that the younger tan is the exact replica of the older tan. here's to back it up.

my uniform is not reallyn know in my neighbourhood. so when i was walking home with my freshly purchased you tiao and salivating, i heard someone call out, 'hey brother' in that really reeeeeeeeeeealy irritaing tone which we always hear. i looked up. guess what? i saw older willy!!!! it doesn't take a DNA sample to identify the older and younger versions as being related. not when their faces are exactly the same 'beat me up' type. it's exactly the same! i would have mistaken him for willy's twin if he didn't look so much older!!!!!!!

so that bastard continued, with me wondering if he was talking to me, 'monitor ar? prefect ar?'

yes he's talking to me. but i ignored him. then classic, 'you got 2dollar?'

2dollarS. not 2dollar. and when he asked me for that amount, there was even a numerical handsign to illustrate it! you know the v for vitctory sign? yeah that's the 1. and he even smiles that cheesy smile with his hand just his mouth level. damn corny.

fuck you, you bloody bum. no wonder your son is like. it's a vicious cycle, i tell you. and oh, i didn't even bother to speak to him.

idiot!

the idiot's sleeping now. hahaha so cute like a little kid.

handing over's over. so sad man.

wonder what she'll do when she wakes up. licking my lips n anticipation. haha

choir & concert

the concert marks a milestone in the choir's new history, marking a significant change in management and more importantly, music making. it also marks the end of 2years of bonding between the TEN remaining, loyal and committed members after everyone packed up their bags and left after last year's SYF. it also marks the end of a short half year of intense music making, creating the intricate invisible web between choir members and also the fun with everyone, especially with the guys in my case.

wow the post starts out so sentimentally. let's see how it'll end. haha.

the momentum of change started last year with the arrival of a new teacher in charge. a small fry then, so not much could be done. and to think we thought that she was going to be a great teacher in charge since she was so committed. how wrong we were! the arguments with the conductor and all the last minute and never ending changes to songs that were to be sung in less than a week's time, we should have seen this as a sign of more to come.

also, there was excitement of another male teacher who would be joining us. i remember the present S.C. gushing over how it'll be so great. arggh but look at now. more on that later.

so this year, new management change, small fry promoted to big fry, which gives her license to push, even worse than a bloody slave driver. last minute revisions to songs, calling for extra practices not because we were behind in the music making but becasue of her bloody pushiness to do everything her way! and she blames it all on us. thankfully, the only think she did right was to hire a good conductor. but still, i can remember vividly how confused the committee was, especially me, since i don't keep track of things. so, for people who need to be in the know to be confused not because they don't keep track of things, like the P and VP, the quality of her iron fisted management can be fully appreciated.

then there's the other freak. one's a control freak, this one's just a freak. but problem Q.E.D.. i can totally imagine him saying this in his smug and all knowing tone. fucking bastard all bullshit and everything that comes out of his mouth has no credibility. say somethign then people correct him, then diam diam. worse thing is, 5mins later, shit will be shooting out of his mouth. irritating and disrupts conversations or giving out of instructions. but as mentioned earlier, this problem is Quite Easily Done (Solved). just ignore him and that's about as far as you need to o to solve it, although people like the guys don't just stop there. but that's another story. haha.

screwed up managment and iron fisted control right from the start of the year. extract the appeal students when they were happilly in the midst of Orientation. and make them just stand there and sing. what the FUCK? practices have not started for J1s, and you don't even need to know that no one calls people in in the middle of orientation. i pity them because they'll be stuck here for 2years with no way out.

talking about no way out, do you know it's bloody difficult to get out of choir once you've joined it? even if you joined it voluntarily? i overheard a conversation between someone who wanted to quit and the control freak and boy, did i want to slap her. so did those i replayed the conversation to. yuck, she is so damn pushy.

but to be fair, choir wouldn't made it this far and to this standard without her. must give her credit for hiring a good conductor (though i expect a lot of pushing was involved). the standard has really risen overall (excluding me) and the quality of sound is really good. just needs experience i think.

well the past few months, especially the past month has been a really pain and joy at the same time. reaching home at 10+ is no fun. but at the same time, everyone is suffering with you and there'll be bitching sessions that help to relieve the pressure and tension. actually, it's more of sharing and bonding with everyone. haha the guys are real bitches, especially with kakak (abang) around. haha.

it's really enjoyment but if only control freak and the freako didn't have to be there. the sight of them, just repulses me. add the stupid irritating all knowing voice of freako and you get a real pissed choir (or at least me). and then sometimes committee has an idea but control freak wants it her way again and discussions (too many of them) last about 45mins with the whole choir waiting? stupid freak.

i learnt alot from this year, even more than last year about teamwork, logisitics and planning. i didn't do much planning but i learnt planning involves using lots of paper and a pen during meetings, something i don't do at all. i learnt logsitics is hellavu difficult thing to do, especially when you have a bloody control freak who wants it HER way but ends up with decision at square one when HER way doesn't work out. i learnr that teamwork is essential and communication is important, if not disruptive and unnecessary fights will ensue.

shit man there's a little withdrawal symptom i feel now. i think most of the J2s feel it too. haha mattho, jol and i even went with the choir for combined rehearsals and mattho and jol even joined them for sectionals after that. then practice a few days ago and me and mattho felt like joining them after S Paper. hahahaha lucky we didn't get convulsions or anything like that.

oooooh it ends on a sentimental high.

'start a piece right, half the battle is won.'

how stupid is this?

i just realized i haven't blogged about the concert? never mind, another time. got games to play. haha.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UE5-EORgjno

i dunno how to put the youtube thing here, but it'll do. super stupid and funny.

idiot!

thanks for the chocolates and the flower stalk. haha i would have preferred the flower itself though. haha.

thanks for coming down to the concert idiot! and taking care of me!

best of all, thanks for being an idiot!

concert

the concert's tomorroW! haha i managed to sell off all my 20tickets except 1, which is good considering some who sold only 0 out of 20? fantastic man... but hopefully there'll be people turning up at the door to increase ticket volume.

i'm sick and it's because of not enough sleep. practices end so late. just a few bloody days ago, i reached home at 2330. wow that day was damn lucky man. i didn't have enough sleep cos i was doing some script, then woke up and fumbled and basically knocked into things. damn irritating. then kept sleeping throughout the day until practice. practice end, went to take mrt but my bloody ez link spoil! not the 1st time already but still enough to piss me off. then as i was about to tap my temporary card, some guy asked if the mrt was working. i thought siao 1. the thing so bright bright and only 10plus he asking if mrt working. haha realized that he wasn't crazy afterall when the bloody train stopped at each station for damn long and had to transfer train at dhoby ghaut.

fucking pissed! and the sign saying the train is arriving in approximately *30mins* is not very soothing either.

anyway continue this shit for a few days and ta dah, you have a sick ass!

vomitted in the morning but luckily cindy was there to give encouragement. haha. got pom poms and all. and wow is she horny! she asked me to quickly go toilet! haahah...

concert tmr... i wonder how it'll go, after so many months of preparation. then in less than a month, prelims.

wa lao can stop time or not? don't wanna leave school because i can't see the idiot anymorE!

what others say about lipids

cindy says:

arrggh i'm so fat! i want a flat tummy!

i think i'm getting fat!

shit i'm so heavy!

i think i've put on 2kg!

eat so much wait grow fat!

shit la i'm growing fat!

yay i think i burnt fats just now!

my mom's friends say that i'm fat!

ha ha your ******'s a total fucker!
after reading FATTY's blog.

lipids

whenever i think of this person, i writhe in pain and agony. all i want to do is to go up to her and slap her in the face. maybe then her legs will also vibrate because fats are more non-vicous than muscle. haha.

sometimes i tell the idiot and we always burst out laughing, either her at me or both of us together. it'll be me shivering at the thought of all the fats and she'll be beside me laughing her ass off or making it worse by saying some shit like but you can't escape it what. must face up to it.

yuuuuuuuuck disgusting piece of a person man. all fats no character. fuck justin read her blog and said that she's more horny than the both of us combined. haha how true. fat bitch.

now, whenever i check out the enemy's blog, i feel like really going up to her saying,

'FATTY! stop being so horny!' and then slapping her face, just to see her legs vibrate. haha!

haha that is so like the tone cindy uses while talking to me!

shit is falling from the sky!

1stly, i'm somehow known as full of shit by 2groups of unrelated people. and through my actions, i have been described as full of shit, subsequently resulting in my being named from of shit. wow i'm so honoured.

on the day of the dry run of the C.I.P. shit, i got so bored. bored not because i had nothing to do but because i think i had an attitude problem and a problem with the person running the whole thing. while the rest of my classmates were cutting out shapes, i was just using eyepower and muttering evil things under my breathe about how poorly run the whole thing was and how the in charge was totally thinking we (I) were(was) stupid. but on hindsight, problem was with me also because of my attitude.

so anyway i was so bored i cut out 5pieces of paper and wrote 'you are', 'a', 'bitch', 'mother' and 'fucker' on each of them. i asked my friend to chosse any number from 1 to 5 and i picked the pieces. haha so the sentence came out as: you are a bitch mother... but my friend wouldn't open the last word!

'mother what? mother what?' i pressured him.

and he pointed to someone behind me. uh oh. i turned around and it was my teacher! turns out she was there since the 1st piece was opened. haha i ran out of the classroom! haha damn stupid. later my teacher came to me and asked me jokingly, 'do you know what i'm going to write in your testimonial?'

of course i say no la! she told she was gonna write 'xxx is full of shit. he uses only vulgarities during discussions'. haha.

and that was the legend of shit.

and now for shit that drops from the sky! tonnes of them i tell you.

i was sitting at the booth with my friends, both from my cca and classmates and we were doing the poster. suddenly i noticed this sonofabitch sitting at one corner of the table quietly. let me be clear about my views about him. i have absolutely no respect for his views, intellect (if there's any) or him as a person. so my friend who was sitting directly opposite him wa joking with me how he was feeling stupider by the minute because of diffusion. 'a substance moves from a region of higher concentration to a region of lower concentration.' the substance in question was intelligence.

so i wouldn't be caught sitting at the same table as that loser. and it's not as if i went to him. that mutherfarker came to my table. FUCK YOU bitch, whoever invited you?

of course i couldn't tell him that. so i asked him, 'are you buying tickets?'

(stupid look. and give it a drone like that of a cow:) 'er how much?' (scrutinise use of language. again, lack of intelligence at play here. )

'6bucks.'

'er... abit expensive leh.' (focus attention to 2 ers in 2sentences running consequetively in less than 5seconds)

'then are you helping me with the poster?'

'er... no.' (why the ers, i wonder?)

'then would you mind? this is my booth and you're blocking it. (fuck off)'

and shit, he got up and went away! holy fuck he got the hint? hahaha.

then on saturday during practice, i was doing pull ups during breaks.

i heard someone shout, 'up, up not counted!' which i later found out to be from a friend.

then this sonabitch wobbledoodles took up arms and continued the barrage! what the fuck! he is the most obnoxious bastard and so arrogant asshole and i doubt he can even do 5pullups and he' s trying to fucking whatever he's doing to me?

'up up, not counted! chin above bar! up yes good.'

cibai i totally felt like walking up to him and kicking him in the balls. usually i am very firm on this point of attacking balls, but for a lowdown like him, i felt that it was the only justifiable thing to do, considering his status. and you know what? he's a bloody mutherfarker teacher!

in my cca, we call him the most eligible bachelor and of course, if you have intelligence like the previous shit character, you wouldn't understand the sarcasm.

so there! shit really drops from the sky, don't they?

kept promises!

i'm damn glad both of us kept our promises, though it needed encouragement from YOU to help me keep them. see i shy. haha and oh, putting you in CAPS make it sound like i'm talking about this D.O.G. person. more about that later.

haha it's cool the 1st time we talk on the phone after any shit happens. it's all normal talk (read: full of laughing and joking) without any hint of any problems. then after awhile we can start talking about the problems. wow i will never be able to start joking with the person immediately when talking on the phone. it'll be all gloom and doom. so it'll take a special idiot to be able to pull that off. haha idiot i'm talking about you!

from now on, my phone will be on 24/7 awaiting your call, ready for you to turn to me when you need me. 4times is waaaaaaay too much. thanks for telling me.

love ya.

the promise

make a little promise
and seal it with a kiss

are promises just for wimps?
done in a spur of the moment?
the epitome of that moment?
just that moment?

or are we gonna be brave?
and act upon them?
carry them through for all time?
all that time we're together?

no matter what, no matter how, no matter how much we cannot bring ourselves to do it? no matter how futile it's going to be? no matter how much we think it's not going work?

promise made on friday, 14th july. am i going to be a wimp?

happy birthday...

wa lao... the past few days has been totally packed. packed with choir!!!!!! coming back at 10pm is the bloody norm la. much as i enjoy hanging out with all of them, i need sleep! haha i can't function without sleep! like mattho said, we haven't been seeing sunset for many days now, because by the time we get out of the LTs or CC, it's already dark.

but it's quite fun actually, except for the gruelling hours. especially after choir where all the guys will stay back. haha it's because all of us suck! but i suck more than all of them combined la. fuck i totally take my words back about me improveing man, cos the stupid 'fuck you for the music' is totally shit! haha but we really get high man. no drugs, just oxygen. mabbe after everyone leaves, too much oxygen, overdose? haha whole day going HAAAAAAAAAARDDDY GAY WOOOOO! SAY SAY SAY. and all those shit. damn fun man. but tiring!

haha amidst all the action, some little girls birthday came creeping ever so slowly up. in fact, she grew 1cm in the past year! amazing how fast little kids can grow! haha. damn breaks were, for the 1st time, fully utilised because there's absolutely no time at home! ok excuses... i wanna apologize to YOU if all the presents are not satisfactory ok? my effort is nothing compared to your 2weeks of preparation so i'm really sorry if they don't make your birthday memorable.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

you think we whole day take taxi ar?

if you had read the sunday times today, there was a report on the fee hike on taxis. according to the report, it will be better to own a car instead of taking a taxi since the difference in cost is so small that it does not need to be taken into account. pay little bit more, get your own car, so convenient and shiok, might as well buy car? but they based their report on someone who takes a taxi indiscriminately whether it's to the NTUC to buy groceries or to work.

nahbeh you think we whole day take taxi ar?

also, they compared this with buying the cheapest car, made in china. wa lao you want to buy this type cheapo car, you might as well buy a bicycle? yes, it's cheaper and affordable but do you need to even consider buying a car if you have to stoop so low and scrimp and save just for 1? it says alot about your income and yourself as a person. no money still wanna show off. go die la! of course, there's legitimate and justified cases such as using it as a cheap form of transport to send your grandmother to hospital for her thrice weekly pyhsiotherpay but how many of us have grandmothers who need to go hospitals so often?

nahbeh who say buy car about the same as taxi?

take MRT or SBS Mercedes la! bigger is better!

busy bumble bee

there's been choir for like how many few days straight in a row? at least 4, i think, according to mattho. the practices were for the stupid college day. waste of time practising 2stupid songs. but the exposure was good and it gave us lots of things to improve. more on that later.

but 1st, the actual day itself on friday. i was conveniently 'sick' on that day so i missed a few lessons. not that i lost much except only for a short bio lecture. the rest of the day was just giving back test results. wa lao i got like just pass for bio and chem for those sections they gave back la! knn for bio, no prob because i know the remaning section will be quite well done. as for chemi, i have the greatest forebidding feeling. 21/40 and i didn't do 3pages for the remaining section. only a bloody counting error or a typo error will save me man. hahaha. anyway got to be happy about the results, considering i didn't study. but it's a definitely no-no if i'm gonna do this shit again. but at least i have a close approximate of what i'll get if i black out during the actual 'A' Levels. haha controlled test.

so we sang in practise. sound was wonderful and we did the other songs for our concert. i think there's advantages to being super lousy. the other damn pro guy was scolded by conductor for not knowing the score well enough even though he could side read. as for me, i think my lousiness covered up the fact that i hadn't learnt the piece before. damn it man it's totally crash course la! hahaha but must give a little credit to myself and the conductor. he's good and i've learnt and improved alot (or so i hope) and i get things faster. not bad for a basketball convert. haha.

so we sang again, this time the actual 1. it was ok but it was certainly not up to expectations and plenty of room for improvements. dunno what the result would be if issssssssssssac had conducted. i mean, there's a huge difference between a professional and a student and there's no denying that fact; the encouraging and giving the choir more confidence to sing out...

went back to the AVA and had a post mortem. haha that's the word. and then off to eat. bloody hell we thought there was dinner since we collected our boxed LUNCH. after that no more boxes for DINNER. so everyone ate the shit that was from afternoon. i sat with the guys. feeling hungry still, me and zhizong took a little walk in search of food. imagine our surprise when there was catered food!!!!! we went back and told the others to abandon the shit they were eating. haha we got table. rather small, and rather high, about chest level, the kind you can hav cosy talks. haha. kakak and pres joined us and that's when the discussion got real interesting. haha many personalities were mentioned and our views given. very enjoyable.

and today, i think i finshed learning the whole of the song without any formal sectional. damn i'm good. hahahahahahaha now to get it better...

where is the idiot... why are the stupid exams taking so long to be done with? i can't see her!!!!!! but friday with her was wonderful though. haha explains the 'conveniently sick'.

power of Kong

yeeeeeessssh, KongQuble wins it for the team.

more aobut KongQuble and its founding fathers soon.

wind water sun

i give up for bio. 3huge binded stacks of notes to go through and i'm done with only 3/4 of the middle stack. no use burning the midnight oil. gonna be wasted effort when i get so sleepy and nothing gets into my head even though i may be 'looking' at the notes. law of marginal returns.

no sleep, no function. so i shall draw upon the wise teachings of china to guide me through these difficult times.

sturdy rock stands strong immovable

forceful rain and punishing wind do no harm

but gentle water and flowing stream

weather rock away

day by day

be like the water, my young one,

and flow without form,

hit the shit out of the rock (bio)

bit by bit.

-KongQuble

the expanse of water holds volume enough to beat the shit out of bio.

but force, coupled with flowing grace, shall beat the shit out of bio even more.

checks

materials, check, a long long time ago.

instructions on what to do with it, check, today when i realized i'm gonna fail my tests.

where to start, check, today, after that wake up call.

when to start, still checking.

i need time to digest.