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Sunday, September 25, 2005

Feeling utterly groggy at the moment as a result of 2 hrs of sleep from yesterday till now. It's a good thing that i didn't drink anything intoxicating last night down at the bar or i wouldn't last this long. Well, i was drawing out my study plan for the next 1 mth or so until the A' levels at 6am this morning..you could say, i sacrificed sleep to map out my future. Fortuitously, assiduous mugging preceeding the prelims has paid it's dividends in the sense that i wouldn't be slogging my arse off for the next 1 mth, since the workload would be significantly less with the rudiments more or less grasped.
Caught The Myth with mandy this afternoon after reluctantly cutting short my inadvertent slumber(I tried my best to stay awake but to no avail) and laboriously dragging myself out of the house all the way to Tampines Mall. What I saw at the cinema was largely surprising, as my initial idea of the film was plainly limited to the ancient warfare genre. Turned out it was some kind of surreal hybrid between the modern world and the ancient world with a rather out-of-this-world ending, adrenaline-pumped with the typical Jacky Chan style of Comedy Kungfu. Oh and did i mention? Jin Xi Shan is plain gorgeous. Her smile is winsome and her silouette simply alluring. So I'll say, if u have a little spare cash, go catch it, if not, no harm done either.
Some SBS bus drivers that i've met in the past few weeks certainly got me musing. First, I've got to make it clear that I lost my I/C and EZLink about 1 mth ago. As we all know, uniforms are part and parcel of the local education system, and if it is not patently evident enough that i'm a student when i don on my green TJ uniform, then what would back my credentials? Prima facie, it seems as though the driver's implying that I might have put on the bloody uniform just so that i could get 35 cents discount.(Cool! the opportunity cost of 35 cents is to look like a bloody geek) And i wonder if it's company policy(it would need radical reviews if it is), but all of these drivers insist that i produce a Student's EZlink card to proof my student identity. Oh, so we can all just steal someone's EZlink, put it nicely in our wallet, flash it when we get onto the bus and get 35 cents discount for the rest of our lives.

Ingenius indeed.

10:13 PM - You left Gucci for Giordano, darling.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

woke up with terribly agonising aches all over my lower half of my chassi this afternoon..ramifications of 7 hours of non-stop street soccer at Bedok.
The weather wasn't particularly accomodating yesterday as it drizzled incessantly for almost the entire day. Played with some of the MJC and TPJC team players and've gotta admit that they're quite a bunch of chummy fellas, very unlike the typical muds who sit at street soccer courts looking for a game of brawl not ball. but well, i shall heed the advice of the government and ergo, shall not be dwelling into that topic very much. in all, it was quite enjoyable, since soccer intrinsically is enjoyable anyways. at least to me.
As a result of my physical pains, i refused to set foot out of the house today cos i figured i'd be better off resting at home in preperation for wednesday's game.
Vanessa just asked me to watch "Be With You" with her. why issit M18? sexual inuendos? hmm. and if i do go i'll have to find some way to be out incognito cos i'm not in the best shape to go out at the moment haha. that's the aftermath of trying to hard not to have any discipline problems during the prelims and therefore went for a very value-for-money haircut! sigh why are u takin so long to grow?
oh by the way, i read the papers today and there was this piece of news pertaining to school violence whereby the perpertrator was some sch sch kid and the victim was his english teacher. Notwithstanding the fact that it was merely a reckless shove, but in a society like Singapore whereby the modus operandi is such that rules and regulations superceed anything else(which is also why we have some of the most draconian punishments for law-breakers), it's an outrageous thing to do. it's seemingly insignificant, yet grave enough for the police to be called in. mehh. kids these days are stupid enough to not know what's good for them and what's not. Some non-conformist resort to eccentric behaviour to assert their individuality in society, but their very actions simply reaffirms the conventions of society. So what does that make of the cause of a rebel?

a lost cause..

1:36 PM - You left Gucci for Giordano, darling.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

The first wave is finally over..time for some games and fun before preparing for the next wave of onslaught from THE examination of my life thus far.
The prelims has been pretty much a case of racing against time, which explains why the only paper that i had time to complete were the 2 GP papers. Even during chem and econs MCQs, i was literally scrambling for time, constantly taking note of the time remaining before the dreadful "Pens Down", to no avail nonetheless.
40 questions for chem MCQ was inaugural, or maybe i just nv realised that there were that many questions b4. And so albeit the pre-paper determination that i had in finishing the paper, i wasnt able to anyway. I even looked at Yong Tse constantly to pace myself in tandem with her pace, based on the assumption that she'd finish the paper before 1hr timeframe was up.
Anyway caught "San Ge Hao Ren" at TM today with Ronnie and co. We were rather nonplussed initially by the sight of so many malays in the theatre..after all, it was a Mandarin cum Hokkien movie wasn't it? Ok that aside, the movie was fundamentally advocating the Yellow Ribbon Project, which eventually caused its downfall towards the end of the 2hr show. And that's because the ending was rather bewildering, as everyone started waving yellow ribbons out of nowhere. An unexpected but unsuccessful twist to the story in my opinion.
But the show got me musing. Prison life certainly is abject. Pure misery matter of factly. Never would i ever want to be incarcerated and confined to four walls in my entire life, because for one, the thought of idling years of my life away is certainly harrowing, and then there is also the stigma that comes with having a criminal record, the social rejection of having served a sentense. Guess i'll think twice before committing a crime in future..not that i ever did commit one before. Bah..hungry again..after that hearty meal at Arjisan.

12:17 PM - You left Gucci for Giordano, darling.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

After weeks of sedulous, hardcore mugging, i can finally sit back and relax a little now that the major papers are over and done with. Nevertheless, 2 days and 5 gruelling papers later, lingering in the air is this all too familiar feeling of inexorable doom. shit. I'm on the precipice of failing Chem paper III, and Maths Paper 1 didn't turn out the way i had expected it to too. The debilitating and incessent furrow through Everests of Econs notes did not yield it's desired effects either. I'm truely solictous, and that encapsulates the 2 days of abject acedemic misery that I have been grappling with, and certainly, im on a one way ticket en route to failure and as such, i have little choice but to ace my remaining papers in a bid to salvage my plummeting grades. Considering the fact that my ATM of neuro resources are running periliously low at the moment and confidence has taken an untimely nose-dive, a task like that seems somewhat insurmountable. It's something like 90 marks for Stats and some sort of crazy grades for Econs and Chemistry Papers 1 and 2.
Yup, the sad life of a student. How unfortunate. We're incarcerated in system of meritrocacy, which very often means a caste system based on acedemic grades(yes, that phuckin piece of paper). Oh but education traps us in our own mental paradigm and conditions us to function using a particular approach or set of ideas. So then why the hell do we study? Why the hell do we have to undergo such tremendous stress derived from examinations, examinations, examinations? They say, this framework is the educated's window to reality, and it helps them to analyse and make sense of the world around them. But then again, i can't seem to utilise education in making sense of why we have education in the first place. Abstruse indeed, but such is the modus operandi of society, and any errant members would somehow lose a fair bit of their inherent value in society. And so, we study, sit for countless of exams, and then sit for more exams.

Brilliant.

It's interesting though, how i tend to become insomaniac on the nights before any paper, in spite of how jaded i am. Interesting as it seems like as though im excited about the examination. As a result, i have accumulated no more than 6 hours of slumber between these 2 days. Inevitably, my dearth of precious rest time had caused me to teeter on the brink of consciousness on many occations during the papers. So game plan for today and tomorrow: to sleep effusively like nothing else mattered..just me, and my bed.

Life behind the books has been pretty lifeless, and i'd be sure to let my hair down once all this is over before i don't have any left to let down ;) and one of my main priorities after the exams would be to take up driving, which Zheng Hui has already starting taking lessons in. From where does he get the time to do that i do not know. The prospect of being able to get to anywhere without the need to take public transport certainly excites me, and no longer will i need to pay exorbitant stipend to the taxi drivers for driving me around at night when all other modes of public transport has terminated. It'll be as convenient as Insert, Turn and Go. That said, I had better go mug harder so that some day, i'll be able to make it to law school, graduate, get a zerofied paycheck and buy my very own porshe.
Ahh..talk about the American dream. :p

1:12 PM - You left Gucci for Giordano, darling.

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