damn the english compre.

The way home.

I took that pic when I was walking home alone on a fateful tuesday. I liked that tuesday and I needed alone time anyway.

It was drizzling that day and the raindrops fell like tiny crystals. The sky was moderately bright with a few clouds tinged in grey drifting past. And the sun shone bright yet cool light onto the trees, the buildings, the strangers and me.

The takoyaki balls smelled good then. But according to bio, they should probably be part of the faeces I excreted then. It's probably in the sewers by now. I screwed bio, 3/12 for an essay. I did ok for physics, 18/25 and badly for chem, 26/40.

Why did I even take triple sciences? Only to screw up in the end? No, no. Cannot afford to screw up. Must mug, must study. Cannot screw up like how I screwed up english today.

Yeah, I screwed english. Big deal. Yes, very big deal. Cause it's the only L1 I can depend on.

Talking like a nerd. But I know that I'm lazy. Lazy people don't usually get what they desire because Napolean says that "Victory belongs to the most persevering" Napolean as in the dictator, not the pig in Animal Farm.

Red. Red. Red. Passion. Romance. Anger. Life. Colourblind man and limited vocabulary. Last-ditch attempts at forming weirdly constructed sentences. I thought the plot was nice though.

I left gladwin, mz and sm without an explanation when I scooted off. Guilty me.

Sorry.

Taken was violent and thrilling. It's good to have 16 year-old seniors when buying movie tickets for NC16 screenings. Erica kept threatening me, said something about the rankings which we don't know yet. It's ok. I don't want to be president anyway.

And we(ryofred, stephanie, erica, omar) went to watch taken. Minyi and harris weren't free. But all had lunch at sumo house. Heard things that I shouldn't have heard. :O

Taken was wonderful. I want to watch more NC16 movies. I never knew that they were this good.

Dinner's waiting. Byebye.

the dark clouds above my head.

I've been in a bad mood for the past 30 hours. And the dark clouds above my head aren't subsiding just yet.

Right now, I don't really know what's going on. All these mess, cross-firing and dodging. And arguments and disputes and making up, in compromises. Planning really is a mess.

Still, good job everyone! At least we have something. (: And I'm really glad that things are sre still on track. Lets go and make this party a success. Well, literally.

Homework-wise, I'm alright. And this is probably my last public post until after SA1. Hiatus.

It's time to keep quite. Hush down and do what's really important right now. Preparing for exams and planning for the coming-party.

slip in a playlist.

Imeem's back to its 30s timing for blog music. And since they're going to be stingy about this then no matter, there are always greener pastures. Like mixpod. Should have subscribed to them long time ago.

No matter. Better late than never. Done and smiling.

we've longed enough, pined enough.

We've longed enough, pined enough.

That's just some quote I was thinking about. Sounds cool. Haven't been productive today. Did maths only. Filing and some random worksheet. That's very little.

And within the same span of 24 hours, I was walking for 15 minutes under the hot sun in school uniform with the top in English, L1R5 7, captain of table tennis, science specialist and councilor. Ouyang Huixiang. That's her name.

She will pass the interview with flying colours, enter the summit (according to the 'panel'), and watch the rest of throw 65 bucks down the drain.

Ok, I was kidding about the last part. I do hope the other andersonians will get a shot in entering too.

But I think I threw my 65 bucks down the drain.

First, I came late and sweating, tie not properly affixed. Then I forgot to bring the payment and had to climb three storeys down to the nearest ATM and took many wrong routes before finding the route.

Needless to say, I think I threw my 65 bucks down the drain. :(

Oh well, it was good experience anyway. I mean the interview. They ask funny questions and I return them with illogical answers. Take 'do you think there is a similarity between the theory of evolution and m&ms?'

Laugh. I'm giving you one paragraph to do so.

Here's my answer: Yes. There is a similarity. I think the revolution refers to the adaptations some animals undergo to adapt to a particular surrounding. Likewise, m&ms originated from dark, bitter cocoa. However, to appeal to consumers, chocolate manufacturers evolved these chocolates to their colourful and sweet counterparts.

I said that, minus the rich vocabulary, minus the better grammar.

And if any NHSS scholar-wannabe who hasn't gotten through his interview came here, he's feel free to rip off the answer when necessary.

Froze in Bishan library with two councilors and one Company Leader. Painfully inadequate. I re-read Leap of Love by Catherine Lim. It came back, poignant.

Facebook never fails to shock me. Damn, I have my own fan club. What bullshit is this? Damn. Damn. Damn. Oh, nevermind, I can't do anything apart from not joining it anyway. I don't need the extra massage on whatever egotism I posses.

Sorry to those who are truly well-wishers but I really can't accept this. Maybe one day when I grow up to be rich and famous then I'll be ok with this. (:

Maybe, the future remains an enigma.

all that's done and all that's to be.

I'm tired. Like really tired. I could sleep now and wake up 12 hours later. But I can't, cuz of medical reasons and also because I'd got to make sure I wake up in time for tomorrow's nhss interview.

There's an alternate activity pattern in 3/1, or at least the back of the class. We don't suffer from monday blues. Not really, I find the class most lively on monday and as the week progresses, we get quieter gradually. Until friday, when the activity rate is halfed.

Alright, maybe it's not that bad. But there's definitely some difference. After 34 hours of lessons, you can't blame us and we can't lament about this because it was our choice in the first place.

But oh so accomplished. I've finished all the maths homework that has to be handed up. Ahhh, so fulfilled. But there are still concepts to revise and more things to be learnt. Oh gosh. Studying again.

It's only for 3 more weeks. How hard can that be. Maybe very. This will be the first 'major' exams for us all as an upper sec student.

There are three words you can use to feign or express(if you really don't know) ignorance.

I don't know.

the sweep up.

Congrats to chinese dance for their gold with honours. Now choir is no longer the only cca in the limelight.

And that concludes to a good bagging gold awards in syf. band's gold. malay dance's gold. drama's gold. chinese dance's gold with honours. choir's gold with honours. It's very impressive for a neighbourhood school. (:

We ain't any ordinary neighbourhood school eh!

PE was ok today. Not much games going on. Went for standing broad jump and broke my own records. now can jump 21X le! Yay.

I just realised that we have geog test. gosh. byebye.

free cone day.

I never knew that ben&jerry would really give out free ice-cream. Like FREE?!

I guess I know now. (: Rushed there in time and hopped right into the queue since mingzhen and gladwin were almost at the counter. Siewmun burnt enough calories before eating the ice-cream. LOL.

I guess that was one of the events that made life more bearble today. 8 lessons in a day can be sickening. And I managed to finish one due-in-one-month exposition during the pockets of free time. 4 and a half pages long. Somehow, I still prefer narratives. Ahh....

There's too much to say, too much to hide. Don't talk to me cause I'm currently coughing out blood now. Like really. Talk about puking blood. Almost but not yet.

good luck to chinese dance.

Good luck to Chinese Dance for SYF tomorrow!

Well, being the last performing arts cca to perform isn't exactly very comforting so I wsih them all the best for their SYF!

I don't know why but I always feel that it is much easier to sincerely wish someone all the best when you already know about your situation. For the rest of the part, it may just be formalities.

It's good to know that life's getting more manageable nowadays. But I've been breaking rules. Like not eating chilli, not lying down until 3-4 hours after a meal and reducing vocal activity. I ate sambal chilli for recess, lay on my bed as soon as I reached home and continued talking to everyone around me.

The first two are pretty easy to abstain from. Not sure about the last one though. That seems pretty hard. No matter, I'm going to reduce vocal activity and it's a good chance to call me to shut up because I will listen to you. Wait, where's all these going down to?

Oh, bad habit number two and that's posting unglam pics of people on facebook. It's almost a laughing stock. Well, actually it is if I continued letting the picture dangle there for another 24 more hours. Yeah, that's pretty mean. But it's kinda fun sometimes

Due to I-don't-know-what, I find myself trying to finish homework and filing papers lying all over the room. Like how I gobbled the two maths ws in 2 hours and spent another 2 hours filing geog and physics. And after that, I found myself succumbing to the comp like some drug. I'm probably a comp addict already.

"Baby, you're my diesease."

I should find more chances to sit around lionel, jesslynn and huixiang during class. Sure way to wake up. My present seat's just too comfortable, with upright, tall people blocking my view of the board and teacher's view of me. It's a mirror. Works two way and I'm happy with the way it is. (:

Guilt creeping in. I should have done chemistry and physics!

restless and wasting.

"Anderson Sec Sch

Hajnali Dal
Japanese Game

Prediction: GwH / H G
Actual: GwH

Huge choir! I like the shade of pink, and ms lim has a lot of supporters eh? Fast set piece, the sound has a depth to it, but the tenors are rather weak, it was rather 'bleh', though everything was alright. I think it lacks subtlety. The next piece starts promisingly, but needs more tenors to boost the chords. It's a difficult piece. It's lacking a maturity to it though the sound is there, albeit lacking in tenors. Basses could be more deep and stable in pitch though. Overall good job. The last piece really brings some life to their voices, they're rushing a little. Pitching is questionable at times. They could have played with tone a bit more in this piece. Another difficult piece. High gold yes, gold with honours is a possibility. Hmm. I'll extend a limb to say yes."

Geesh, either this guy doesn't like tenors or we are just too soft. No matter. SYF is over. And his comments were pretty interesting. Still, I'm proud to be a tenor. (:

Until ms lim does the testing a few weeks from now after exams. Looking forward to that. Really. Because right now, there's nothing but more tests, exams and homework. And things to study for. How can I miss that out?

My chinese and maths are already screwed. Argh. It can't get worse. Or can it? I just don't want to fail.

Restless and wasting. And sweating pretty bad too. The weather ain't so good the past few days. Sweltering or something. And it's not even june yet. I wonder what june and long pants will be like.

Argh, and korea trip is cancelled I think. At least that was what ms yep said. NO. Damn it, are the green badge people going to be stuck in Singapore and Malaysia for the rest of their anderson choir life? No. No. No. They have to plan something. It's not fair to us. Ahhh, and who doesn't envy the sec4 choristers? They got to go czech, won two golds there and came back to singapore to achieve two gwh in syf. Lucky sia.

Maybe that's why the batch after them has to be deprived. This doesn't have to be the way things work. I'm sure that sec3 choristers can get past Southeast Asia, somehow.

Until then, there's SA1. Chinese and maths. Alright, I'm gonna to do something about it. No more slacking around the comp for 3 hours like I just did. I don't like exams. They give too much pressure.

speech day 2009, unforgettable.

Happy family. Sec 4 choristers 2009

Our dad. Choral wise.

Oh, power pitch eh>> xP

Introducing the people who exploded their sms limit because of the announcements they have to send you. Haha.

1,2,3! See the difference! Lol.

Famous amos!

I was fooby-ed

Lucas, the senior!

Not all my pics are here, I want to release the rest slowly or perhaps not release them at all. Because I'm just too lazy.

Yesterday was bizarre. Just like thursday. And these two days are perhaps the most memorable so far.

Yesterday was the seniors' last day as a member of anderson choir. And speech day was their final performance with us before they leave to study for their 'O' levels. Ah, all good things must come to an end.

And bad things too. Lessons were pretty boring. I just can't seem to concentrate on anything or even understood anything. Oh well, physics and maths. And the lessons missed because of SYF and speech day. Thanks lionel for giving me a crash course in coordinate geometry 5 mins before assembly! Hehe.

Then we had chem prac made-up lesson. Learnt that while I slept at 12.30 last morning and called it late because of summary, people like siewmun stayed till 2 to complete unfinished homework. It's all too extreme already. And perhaps built up from so many days of continuous late practice which paid off. (:

Learnt of an incident regarding humility in victory. I'm not gonna talk anymore about this topic. Because enough is already being said. And sometimes, enough is enough.

Badminton-ed with juniors and sec3s. They still haven't paid me my 8 bucks lol. It's alright lah. I was afraid of splitting the white pants since I ran out of PE shorts. Qihua split his. Sumo-housed with alex and sec3s. The egg smells like durian. I don't really like durians.

Picture spree with everyone, especially the seniors. Since it's the last and memories were aplenty. We gotta keep them and the comradeship between us. We will never forget you. I could write a 3 paged dedication to them right now. Maybe I will, but later and I won't promise anyone that I will post that up.

Speech day performance was the last time the sec4s are singing with us as part of anderson choir and the last time sebastian will ever be conducting us. It feels so historic now. Even though the moment is not even 24hours old.

I don't think I will ever forget them. They were such wonderful seniors. Oh, and apart from gold with honours, some of us were lucky to have dinner with seniors with honours. LOL.

KFC-ed. Fun, enjoyable and memorable. I don't know why my vocabulary is limited. Maybe it's because I woke up at 7 today and my brain still isn't working properly.

SYF is over. Speech day is over. But the midyears are going to start in 2 weeks time. Talk about screwed. Maybe I'll screw them all up.

But I know I won't. I just finished a maths assignment.

GOLD WITH HONOURS

Haha, me and jesslynn. A cappella, choir, 2/2, 3/1

On a stairway, we take pics.

The 3/1 Tenors! (:

Seniors playing treasure hunt. lol.

Juniors! (Qihua and Joshua)

We have done it. Yes, you know, GOLD WITH HONOURS!

And we have so many people to thank. But first, I wish to thank all supporters that sincerely wish anderson choir would do well for their syf. Thank you so much. Your support really went a long way.

And for the first and the last SYF, I'm glad to say that I have done my best. And I'm really happy that I got these results.

We were nervous before the performance, and yes we were so nervous. Ms lim wasn't feeling too well too. But the day started fine, changed into costumes and rehearsed. Left on a bus at 11.30a.m. Reached vch, watched northland screw up and watch us ascend onto stage.

But the moment I stepped onto stage, I had this sudden rush of confidence. This confidence to perform my best to the audience before us. This confidence to not let anderson choir and ms lim down. I'm sure most of us experienced the same feelings.

And we were good. At least for white horses and hajnali dal. Especially hajnali dal! Goosepumps, we had it, like finally after so many futile practices. Jap game wasn't too good though. Slightly sharp and rushing. And we thought we lost it.

Went back to school, crapping all the way in the bus. Screamed forgotten choir songs. Hmmm.

Picture taken and clothes changed. Went for lunch with a whole load of people. Then rushed back to school with bj for dental. His was freaking fast and I took like 15-20mins in the caravan because I had serious problems with my oral hygiene. The doctor rated it as poor. And I didn't deny it. I just didn't like it when the scaler etched onto my gums. Pain sia.

Then we prepared this game for the seniors and wrote appreciation cards. I did sebastian's one, the one dubbed essay. Yeah, I know. It's so jinhu. Like who doesn't know that? (being sarcastic here)

And we got chased out of the music room and waited at the middle area of the school for results. Just then, we see the seniors jumped and we knew what had happened. That marked one of the happiest moments in my life. We cried and we hugged. Touching. It didn't matter anymore who we hugged or how many tears we shed and if you had been there, you would know. Our tears of joy and our hugs of celebraion. The happiness, euphoria and pure elation. At that moment, we truly loved anderson choir.

Be it our reasons for happiness, we were united in celebration. A whole on stage. A whole as choir.

Was bleedy happy. And before I end off to finish english summaries,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARLEEN!

you know that it's syf tomorrow?!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, it's SYF tomorrow.

Damn, do I feel nervous. Because it's my first and last syf as a member of anderson choir. Because I have staked whatever I have into this by not doing any homework at all?

Gosh, heart pumping, stomach churning. I felt that early in the morning and lay in bed wondering about tomorrow.

Tomorrow will be the last grand performance anderson choir will put up and is also one of the most major happenings in anderson choir. For although speech day will be yet another performance, we know that SYF is the grand finale for us all.

The last two days our seniors will still be with us. I don't know what will happen afterwards. I really don't.

I want to feel that I'm in control. I want to feel that everything will go on smoothly tomorrow. I want to feel that we will be able to defend our gold with honours title. For it's the first and the last as I repeat and I want to put all my heart and soul into this.

We can do it. We will do what it takes to secure it. I will put in my utmost effort in this. I will because I have to, I need to and I want to. Because it's something I have been waiting for. For 2 years at that.

After practice, we had a gathering at my home. And it's sort of a resting period or sort of. Call it relaxing or whatever you want. I felt serenity and peace. (maybe apart from the time when beiying was tearing open my 7 year-old magic box) And I wished that moment would last forever.

You can call this a motivational effort to spur me on this final lap. Or propaganda, whatever you wished. I just hope. I just hope....

revamp it. 3 more days to syf.

ooooooh. 3 more days to SYF.

Ok, before I delve into that, I received some feedback for my blog today. And they generally expressed gloom and more negative comments. Alright, maybe it was. I haven't exactly been the happiest person in the world.

But at least I'm not sad. At least for now.

So I shall try to spruce things up a little. Maybe more flowery words to confound you. And so everybody will visit this blog because it will be a good english exercise. A must-have in your guide to getting an A1 in english.

Well, anees thought starting conversations with me would. And I'm honoured. Like seriously (though I know I haven't done or should deserve this)

Just another thought: People don't tag. They come, read all the posts, click on 'affiliates' and then leave without tagging. It's ok I suppose, it's your words; it's your 10 seconds which you can use to dedicate a short tag; or click on the 'affiliates'. It doesn't even matter much. I just sorta lost interest in replying tags and you can see them lying stagnant there.

I would like to clarify. I'm not sad nor am I unhappy about my tagless state. Just wistful about it. It's some of the trivial stuff that pops up in my mind whenever it's getting too exhausting to do homework. Homework which I try to clear during the weekends and succeed to a certain extent.

It's like 9.30p.m. and I already find it exhausting doing homework. Then what about blogging and writing? Well, that's second nature I guess. Just like practicing a compulsory half hour in hajnali dal. Haha.

我不小心买了两本好词好句的书本。 我不小心在作文得了54分！我不小心在全班面前炫耀!

LOL. Those in my chinese class will understand. And for your info, I'm not the one featured in the above lines because I got 38/70 for that compo and these things are becoming a daily affair. Tsk, tsk.

No offence to the person featured, this is just a joke and it's part fiction as well so don't take it seriously.

I'm not scared of SYF because I already have done what I could and exhausted what I have for it already and now it's time to chiong but to relax at the same time because the climax and the most important issue here is for us to rise to the occasion and do well for SYF, channeling all our sweat and energy into a final culimnation and not exhaust everything in a gear-up.

That was a pretty long sentence. Not advised in academic writing.

Before I end off, I wish all sick people in choir to get well soon. Like very soon.

PS: Book badminton court tomorrow for friday game.

no life. no life at SYF.

No life. No life at all.

Staying at home on good friday completing homework. Rushed home after choir to watch Nat Geo. Did more homework on a sunday morning.

Is it SYF or is it a routine? Just pray it's just SYF. Robbed us of time to study during weekdays and the weekends weren't spared too. Increases our vulnerability to illnesses wince we are poor overworked people.

But sometimes, I do wish that SYF won't end in 4 day's time. Maybe it's because I hope that we have more time to prepare. Or maybe it means a farewell to seniors. Or maybe it just means that the exams will start after SYF ends. I don't know.

But I know that we want to do well for SYF. Sure we do.

Damn, sickening. I'll post this somewhere else

I'm down with just a few more pieces and revision of physics. Well, at least something was accomplished on a long lifeless weekend.

jump and reach.

Dman sore throat. Just damn it. But some people have it worse than me. Jesslynn and gladwin, get well soon!

I've just typed in Dance and Dilemma, posting in on fictionpress. You can click here

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Or you can don't bother to. They are just some academic assignments anyway.

Choir was good today. Sick me didn't sing. And it really was good. We had this hungarian interpreter who came over and interpreted the whole score. We were wrong and we were right. Jap game was nice even though I couldn't hear the tenors 1. Maybe a soft humming next to the loud blasting of the basses and the tenor 2s? We need better people. Or at least the tenor 1s because I wanna drop to bass after syf.

5 buscks. It's gonna be worth it. Ok, I gotta stop pc-ing because I have been doing it since I came home at 3.15.

good friday 09.

I'm spending today clearing homework. Or at least supposed to. Hmm, there hasn't been much done so far.

And there's choir again tomorrow. I'm not surprised. It's called chionging. Not used to this.

If choir really ends at 12, then I'm looking forward to lunch. Yay, lunch. Sit down and eat. No more plastic bag sandwiches. Dump those and opt for those set lunches. And there's after SYF. Wah, there are already plans to celebrate.

But celebrate what? That's the question. I'm going to think about it during the weekends.

I shall pray too.

and the final lap begins.

We're down to the less-than-one-week-to-syf mark already. Go Choir!

So there was a bad session that followed up with this i-want-to-give-up speech and that pretty much left us sad, maybe a little demoralised. And maybe that's why some of the sec3s felt that it was good to be singing in 3/1. The seniors below commented by saying that we were perfecting our mistakes. Well, they aren't exactly wrong.

Then suddenly, everything turned out to be ok again and now we are back fighting. Woots.

Then we had ca1 results analysis today and it's pretty nice to know that 3/1 went to bag 9 certs. I was like 'wow'. Call me country bumpkin but I never expected it. Well done to all the other 3/1ers. Yours truly didn't exactly help getting the A maths cert by scoring a C5.

So well done and keep up the good work. And I do believe in being humble too so I guess this is the last we shall hear of results analysis. Or maybe just for last term.

And there's the moudlus A maths test results again. Shucks. I got like 21/40. See, I really am not helping the class to get good grades for A maths. Haha, call me dumb.

I shall work hard for maths, especially A maths for this term. The other 80% has yet to be tested. Chiong all the way ah!

Celebrate other peoples' success. Congratulations to all the people out there who got their postings already and is satisfied with it!

There's a sore throat to be nursed by saturday morning. Good night peeps.

building fences.

The one thing now that's bothering me now is a sore throat.

*Clears Phelgm*

*Realises that there's not much phlegm to clear*

*Soreness persists*

The other thing that was bothering me 5 minutes ago was my academic situation.

Apparently, I'm casting away steretypical images of 3/1 peeps being constant muggers. Homework situation is dire. Quality of work is crap. Like how I tio-ed ms sham today for handing up comperhensions with half-answered answers. (I was quite sure that I was doing physics at the same time)Smart move. Like how it can't get any smarter.

Life was so much worse a few weeks ago. It's been better though it's still bad and I'll admit it. But on the bright side, it's really been better. And on the not so bright side, I gotta keep reminding myself that it's only 9 more days before syf so I'll open my gap bigger to convince more people that I'm singing loudly. :O

Sighs, and after syf and speech day, the seniors are going to leave. So in short, we have 9 more days before the seniors leave us. It's quite sad really.

To know that there are friends, allies and comrades to fight the battle side by side is assuring. And SYF is just another battle. And this is also the last thing we can do as a token of appreciation to the seniors that have really exhausted their all for a CCA we all have passion for.

Anderson Choir.

down with flu, up with work.

Damn, I'm down with flu and a bad bad sore throat. So bad, I can't let it get worse.

This sucks. My homework load too and the voice is going away~~~

On the other hand, it was nice talking to courteney again. Mind-blowing.

There was little completed today. Only two pathethic worksheets and one of them not done properly.

I'll be mugging full time tomorrow.

Can't say I'm not used to it.

the band's gold.

CONGRATULATIONS BAND FOR GETTING GOLD IN SYF!

You just made anderson choir more stressed out. But it isn't your fault.

Still, I think this is going to be a worthy mention for the next prep talk. Really good material and evidence and la,la,lah.

Screwed for chinese tomorrow. I don't think I can write a 作文 in 50 minutes. Almost impossible. Not to mention piles of unfinished homework.

And yes, today was the visit to the ENT in KKH where I underwent an larynscopy. That just means that the doctor slid a tube down my nasal passages into my voice box and stared at what you call an appalling horror.

I'm not ok. But I think I will be.

$65.50. But I felt that it was still rather reasonable. At least I know better now about my own condition. Not the best but definitely not as bad as one of my nightmares.

Holding on. But with the truth as my lantern, lighting up the dark path ahead, I walked peacefully, fading into the light at the end of the tunnel.

april fool's!

Did you know I was late for choir today and everyone was like staring?!

:O

Haha, April Fool's!

But I woke up at 6.30a.m. today no thanks to the inactivated alarm. And I rushed for school. Literally. I was out of the house within 10minutes. Come on, give me a lil credit. 10 minutes included packing my bag and eating breakfast.

A slice of raisin bread goes a long way. And the early morning sessions was ok. I kinda enjoyed it. No use going for something only to feel tortured in the end. I tried being ok. And it was.

Lessons are just one big blotch in my head. I can't believe if the things are learnt were even real. Maybe they were just something out of a fairytale. Then had choir for another 3 hours after school. That was a little torturous. But it's just 2 more weeks. We can do it!

We can push ourselves and squeeze ourselves dry for just 2 weeks. And contrary to popular belief that we are still alive after intensive choir sessions, we're not. At least I'm not. I believe that I was wandering in the afterlife, thinking that it was heaven although it'll be hell the next day.

And oral is over. It was screwed though you people won't believe me anyway. I screwed up my oral. With my current condition, it's hard to wonder why. There goes 25% of my eoy English marks. That's like one quarter gone. Oh well, it's the past.

And the past does haunt. Perhaps a shiver down a spine or some nostalgic musings. But they do come back.

I'm a little pensive about an incident which I learnt from gladwin. It's probably a pulling of strings from both sides that it happened. Society and its flaws. There's nothing much I can say about it except that I did have a part to play for this 'misfortune'.

Juniors can be sick. Bryan went to taunt us with the word 'necrophile'. Apparently, beiying went to check out. Oh well, for all the suprises and musings in life, this is probably rather interesting. Juniors are fun people.

E&L. I don't want use full names eh. Protect the identity of these people.

Tomorrow. Oh, just one more day. And its less than 24 hours. I can wait. I can do it.

And next week, we'll have choir every school day. Talk about intensive. But for all that it's worth. Choir has to do well for SYF, be it my hope and belief.

All the best to band tomorrow for their SYF. And good luck to drama with the results even though their SYF was yesterday.

加油!