Friday, February 15, 2008



[During Soccer]
Nishant: Watch out, there's a hole.
Me: I know. Jim kicked me into it.

[Nathanael and some other people collide and fall down]
Nathanael: Ow, my leg...
Nishant: Does it hurt? [Prods Nathanael's leg with his foot]

Chun Yong: Where's Dilraj?
Me: Who cares...
Rahul: Oh, he's in the sick bay, crying; Azhri punched him.
Chun Yong: Oh? Why? Apart from the fact that he's Dilraj.

Me: Wei Looonngggggg...I have bad news and good news. Which do you want first?
Wei Loong: Uhhhh...anything bah.
Me: Ok, bad news first. You're going to have to play for SLI aka you're not Student Audience.
Wei Loong: Sian...what's the good news?
Me: I've got Ice-cream =) * Happily eats ice-cream*

Now that I'm sitting here, waiting for Bryan Heng to finally start talking to me after the conversation HE initiated because he's busy =)

Yesterday was spent absolutely productively. I'm kidding of course. School, then stayed back to do some SLI stuff ( including freaking out at Davis not bringing the CD ) and then stoned for a while. Attempted the Beatty essay, then gave up after staring at the stupid question for half an hour hoping for God/Allah/Buddha/Shiva whoever to come along and bonk me with the holy stick of enlightenment aka answer key. For some unfathomable reason, that didn't happen, so I went to find Miss Koh and consult her wonderful advice. This is also known by some as cheating.

*Conversation with Bryan = utter waste of time and pointless.*

Well, the discussion with Ms Koh really placed things in perspective. I guess what needed to be done was a brief 'dissection' of my thoughts, and a little mind-mapping. With all those thoughts whirling about my head, it was kinda hard to just grab one and jot it down. Now at least... I've got the points roughly planned out, and the format more or less guessed at guessed, writing it should be a bitch and a half cinch. =)

Had a lovely Valentine's Day *cough* dinner with AhLoong, rushed through it and then hurried down to Ubi Dental Clinic for...well, hell. Took 15, and then realized that it doesn't go there. Had to drop at Tao Nan and catch a 55, a bus that Ernest ( and some other guy whom i should know but I don't ) were on.

En route to Ubi, Wei Loong sent me an sms describing in painfully little detail his adventure of seeing Tamim getting up the bus, sitting next to him. I imagine that pseudo-body slamming occurred.

Braces got tightened like hell. I think Dr Cheng was trying to break my teeth or something. Good news: It's 3~6 more months until the train tracks come off. Bad news: It's 3~6 more months...

Today was...well. Ugh.

Finding out Davis didn't bring the SLI music cd in the morning? Ugh.

Soccer was ugh, what with Terence stepping on my toe, then kicking it, then Jim almost kicked me into the same hole that he did during the first session. I say almost, because he didn't.

Instead, he tripped over my already-stepped-upon-and-kicked foot and fell on it, tripping me in the process.

After which I fell in the hole. Such joy. Such unbridled joy. Ugh.

Physics was stoned. Stoned. Stoned. Stoned. Stoned. Braces were hurting like a M.F.C.S.B by then, so I just copied/did my overdue-Maths homework. And we all know Maths is the uber Ugh!

Maths itself was damn damn damn horrible. I was trying not to swear at Rio and Jim behind me, the Mad Pair that kept blabbering about the most pointless things in the entire Universe. By the end of class, I was almost in tears due to the sheer headache I was getting from their unlimited verbal diarrhea...

Came back home to rest, and a good rest it was.

Postponed tuition to tomorrow. Looks like I can't go for SLC- Oh wait, I can't go anyway. Going to Uncle Mervin's house to welcome him back with wide open loving arms see his fiance for the first time.

Tuition.
Tuition.
Tuition.
Ugh.