Coming to you LIVE from Utopia Studios, #02-95 Roxy Square 2 Shopping Center, 50 East Coast Road!
Haha sic.
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Time For Miracles.
The storm has passed and all is well again with the world.Just as it is with an actual world washing, things are clearer now. Dust is cleansed from tainted, tired eyes and vision is restored. Perspectives are refocused on what is instead of isn't that it. Straightens out your priorities, a catastrophe does. What would you grab first?
Don't pry don't pry don't cry don't ask it is past.
Can't wait for chalet 2.0 at Shormz monster house to have fun with the most awesome class to descend upon NIE since its conception! Or to be inflicted upon; whatever, as long as the boot fits.
We're gonna Wii, we're gonna JAM (both real and fake), we're gonna fritter our hard-earned salary away on cards that may or may not return our love, we're gonna drink and be merry. Which of these doesn't spell fun honestly.
PLUS we get to watch Chelsea get decimated by Arsenal. I personally prefer Arsenal over Chelsea because rich people who just want instant gratification deserve a wakeup call . And Drogba is a fucking actor. I have the utmost respect for Arsenal as a rival team because they play a good game whenever we meet. But Man U still rocks the EPL and its collective socks.
Edit: ZOMGz Darren Fletcher, skinny, hot-tempered miscreant though he is, totally deserves goal of the season.
Bubbling over with excitement for Wednesday. ZOMGz. What joyous event do you have planned for then, you might ask. Ah. Well. To that I shall reply flippantly, Wait and see. It will be an apropos occasion for some show-and-tell.
I'm happy again. Deliriously so.
No more exams, No more books, Makmakmak is seriously lacking in looks.
Love again, Loved again, Will shaking some booty stop the rain.
Let us Wii, Let us squee, I do believe that we are free.
That said and Chelsea sunk, LET'S ALL GO GET DRUNK.
To find out who's the infamous abovementioned Makmakmak: Click here.
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Quote of all eternity
When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.
(Khoo, C. 2009.)
You're gonna be one rockin' teacher bro. Thanks.
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Don't Cry - Guns 'N' Roses
Talk to me softly
There is something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin' is changin' inside you
And don't you know
Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
Give me a whisper
And give me a sign
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby
And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
And don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight
Catharsis.
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DEPRESSING POST AHEAD.
This came from the Cthulhu Fairy.
Damn fucking shag. What a day.
Went through past year papers with the classmates at Raffles Hospital Coffee Bean. More information was crammed into my brain's crevices today than the whole of the past 2 weeks. My head feels like it's going to fucking explode like a watermelon in a microwave. Splitting headache.
Had to fucking stand on the damn train all the way from Tanah Merah to Boon Lay because it was one of those wheelchair trains where every other carriage doesn't have seats. I was just slouching in one corner and giving everyone you-better-shit-me-not looks and trying to sleep standing up. The ride just got better along the way when people brought durians in and someone was really sweaty and there was this miasma of some fuckedup smell pervading the carriage from someone standing near me who really should have showered and there were two aunties standing near me who were talking really loudly in hokkien from Bedok to Dover zomgz.
This is quite possibly the worst ending to a day I've ever had in a long long while. 2 tests tomorrow with nausea sneaking up on my stomach and head still fuckingshit PAIN.
Someone just kill me seriously. Or at least send me into a coma until the exams are over. I might need to run into a wall soon.
Caution: This post contains expletives unsuitable for minors. The author apologises but it's your own shit if you disregard this warning.
Damn fucking shag. What a day.
Went through past year papers with the classmates at Raffles Hospital Coffee Bean. More information was crammed into my brain's crevices today than the whole of the past 2 weeks. My head feels like it's going to fucking explode like a watermelon in a microwave. Splitting headache.
Had to fucking stand on the damn train all the way from Tanah Merah to Boon Lay because it was one of those wheelchair trains where every other carriage doesn't have seats. I was just slouching in one corner and giving everyone you-better-shit-me-not looks and trying to sleep standing up. The ride just got better along the way when people brought durians in and someone was really sweaty and there was this miasma of some fuckedup smell pervading the carriage from someone standing near me who really should have showered and there were two aunties standing near me who were talking really loudly in hokkien from Bedok to Dover zomgz.
This is quite possibly the worst ending to a day I've ever had in a long long while. 2 tests tomorrow with nausea sneaking up on my stomach and head still fuckingshit PAIN.
Someone just kill me seriously. Or at least send me into a coma until the exams are over. I might need to run into a wall soon.
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Feels like the coldest, bleakest vacuum just opened to siphon all the warmth and happyness away.
Internally and externally frostbitten soul.
Monsoon sweeping over the living core of my being.
No.
I am not quite okay.
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Vulcanization. What?
It's the most detested, brain-numbing time of the year.I need to vent.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay.
Had a 100% weightage science test today. Even though the paper consisted of merely 55 MCQs, I felt completely pwned. Alright so it didn't help that I barely studied i.e. Facebook : Study time = 234567875434 : 1. And I haven't attended a single science lecture save the first introductory one which I whiled away happily playing Sudoku. And I've slept in every tutorial that I can remember. My only recollections of tutorials involve the first and last slides. And the tutor trying to start up the computer and looking rather bemused when it asks him to update Java.
It'll be a miracle greater than that of Liverpool winning the EPL if I get above a B for this module. But I declare myself to be rather good at making educated guesses so there might be hope for me yet. Abandon me not, sweet faith, for there be a flickering sliver of hope twinkling yet in mine heart.
I tend to wax lyrical about rubbish when I'm stressed/tired/about to epic phail a test.
Ohkay. After test. Had to destress. Met Bee at City Hall. SHOPPED. Put your money to good use girls and boys. Invest it in clothes that you might not wear after a year, food that you eat in 10minutes and electronics that are outdated as soon as you step out of the shop. Consumerism. THUMBS UP.
I had ice cream. Belgian Chocolate Chip. From Anderson's. That made me happy.
Spelling of my GPA's doom:
D - AUE201 (English): 16/11
O - AUE 202 (English): 16/11
O - APA201 (Sports Psychology and Motor Learning): 17/11
M - APA202 (Measurement and Evaluation) 20/11
It's partay time on 28th. Shaun, please reinforce your house.
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Chronicled.
It's been a while hasn't it.Updates or a story?
Let's say...both.
An anxious, expectant hush falls across the room. Nary a molecule of air dares to twitch.
A heartbeat later, sound erupts, from the large soul-sucking box as well as from its victims. There are shouts of jubilation as well as groans of agony, indistinct in their individuality, lost in the cacophony.
Chelsea had scored. A lucky deflect off the heads of John Terry and Nicolas Anelka. The Devils fought on but Lady Luck would not deign to smile upon them. Maybe she hadn't brushed that morning.
Anon, the sky wept her sorrow for their loss to a team of Hollywood understudies.
Through the velvet night, cloaked with starlight, confident in their finger-dancing mastery, Guitar Heroes abound with their axes, slaying and shredding all who dare to stand in their way.
No love more fiery than this has been felt for any sentient being.
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RUCK OVER.
Short ruggerby updateThe semi-finals of RP invitational 10s on Thursday went pretty swimmingly well. We were playing a much much MUCH X 102479728347 to the power of infinity improved game. Even though we lost, it was cos we were making mistakes like dropping balls or standing too flat (T_T). Our gameplay and possession otherwise was quite solid and we could've totally creamed SIM I bet. Rawr. Dear coach Serena came down like almost immediately after her knee operation all woozy and on crutches with her knee bandaged like a snowball. We promise to bring you the cup next year okay!!!
Serena + crutches + STONED FACE:
OH. Tao scored a try. And dragged the 2 people hanging onto her down too when she powered through and dived. ZAI OR WHAT.
Okay I'm really really tired. The GE 10km was quite possibly the worst I've ever felt about a 10km run ever. The first 5km was murderous. Kryptonite to Superman. Salt to a snail. ARGH. Of course, having only about 4hours of sleep due to an absolutely twisted biological clock didn't help my cause very much. Note to self: Sleep at 10pm next week for Real Run.
Retort to self: YEAH RIGHT.
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