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The few short hours with BROS was splendid. A bunch of posers, we call ourselves, all wearing our ACJC shirt. If only Alden wore his school shirt, we would have been THE LEAGUE OF ELITE SCHOOLS. Not a fact, but oh, give us a break and let me have a feel of it, please. Headed to Ikea, where I bought loads of random stuff, then to Causeway Point for Gelare and a new Nalgene bottle. Now if only I could steel my will to study. Sighzxzxz.

Sab, saw your tag and I went to dig these out. How I wish I go back to these days, hafahafahafa; everyone was so supportive of everyone else. Okay, not exactly everyone, but oh well. You knew you could depend on your budds to cheer you up when you are emo (which was pretty frequent), wake you up on humid afternoons during IP coaching after lunch, or to borrow Physics answers only to be accused of copying from the lousy answer booklet.

>> We never got to ACJC in the end, but it was fab to have a dream. We knew where we were working towards.

SABANANA! You triggered the nostalgia! I miss you partner and our times in Dombay (4D+Bombay), if you still remember. HAFAHAFA :D

Ahh, the 8-day ordeal passed, OMG. Finally, after 8 gruelling days, the mental torture, physical challenge, and emotional examination, I can give you a full, mind-blowing account. I don't know why, but I think on the 8th day, which is today, I just snapped.

Firstly, I'd like to thank my brother and sister who had been a tremendous help. One other brother, who I regard as non-existent had helped too, by minimising his stay at home. Good job! And not forgetting my grandmothers, whom I got to uncover their superior-ly annoying side, thanks :) They practically call every other hour, if not every hour. And everytime they call, the other would call soon after.

I guess its part of being in a huge family, that from young you start to compare who is more indispensable, or who gets doted on more. The last time my parents were away, which was only a few weeks ago, I got a Crumpler, err, maybe they decided to buy it for me out of guilt or gratitude, hah. But now that they are back from Italy, they bought a violin back for my bro. BEAT THAT! I do not deny that I feel a twinge of jealousy, but still, I am happy for him. It costs like 3 or 4 of my Crumplers, mind you. Is it me, or is his music sounding better now? It'd better be, not cheap you know?

Can we even use these material things to measure feelings or emotions? I don't know. But I am really frustrated and messed up right now, especially thinking how my Week 3 is wasted on looking after brats who have attitude problems and ceaselessly commenting on how everything in stupid, retards who refuse to eat or bathe or have to be cajoled for at least half an hour before they are willing to sleep, when I could have gone to Ubin twice, gone for class dinner, gone to Ikea with Klara, and at least studied for my upcoming prelims, mind you. I'd rather have my blood sucked, literally, in Ubin, than have it sucked, figuratively, in the comforts of home.

And speaking of emotions, I discovered something interesting about my youngest brother today. Though in the 8 days he had been relatively pliant, not mentioning much about my parents, I figured that he must have been missing them a lot because when my parents arrive home, he did not, like his older siblings circle them at the door, beaming with joy of their parents' return. Instead, he hid in my room, laid on my bed and kept repeating "stupid mummy daddy". When I asked him to go outside to greet my parents, he threw a tantrum. And when he finally communicated with my parents, he cried hysterically. Poor kid, deep within, he could be questioning, why his parents have abandoned him with a monster of a sister. For a week, must have been tough for him, I mean it. And he is only four this year.

Kids, don't underestimate them.

Classmates from 43C, if you happen to be reading this, I'd like to ask you, how many green beans do you have in your jar left? I have lost count. Readers, I think, there is only about 20 weeks left to the A levels. That was just an approximate guess.

Don't tell me a minute online is a minute wasted on studying. I have no mood to study. I have no idea how to cultivate the study mood. I am so gonna die for prelim one.

Trust me, I am not those who say one and do another. SCREWED SCREWED SCREWED. One point for me. Yayys :\

NOODLE MADNESS

Noodles for breakfast, noodles for lunch, noodles for snack, noodles for supper. And we've accumulated so much. You know, parents not being in Singapore means you have to do the shit around the house, and not being able to study, but it also means the freedom of your choice of meals. Most of the time, I am too broke for extravagant meals (Okay, pastamania is not considered extravagant, but still, its quite expensive), too lazy to cook since cleaning up sucks, therefore, the ultimate alternative, cup noodles. I almost only eat Nissin, by the way. The other brands are not up to standard and it almost always gives me diarrhoea.

Actually, I doubt I am gonna send in all that coupons thing, because I need stamps. And by the time I get stamps, it'll be too late.

Another day gone, without even touching the books. Julitta, oh Julitta, how the hell are you gonna get out of this one, alive.

How the High-5 came about

Ted: Hey you know what i am going to do? I am gonna call her right now and go "Hey remember me? Its been so long!"

Barney: No you can't call her, you have to wait 3 days to call a woman! That's the rule!

Ted: Barney, that rule is completely played out, girls know exactly what you are doing. Hey, I've got a new rule, its kinda crazy, but I call it, I-like-her,I-call-her.

Barney: I am sorry can you repeat that? I dont speak I-never-get-laid.

Ted: Barney, the 3 days rule is insane! Who even came up with that?

Barney: Jesus

Marshall: Barney, don't do this, not with Jesus

Barney: Seriously, Jesus started the whole wait-3-days thing, He waited 3 days to come back to life, it was perfect, had he only waited one day, a lot of people wouldn't even heard that he died. They'd be all "Hey Jesus, what up?" and Jesus will probably like "What up? I died yesterday!" and then maybe a "You look pretty alive to me, dude." And then jesus would go round to explain, how he was resurrected and how it was a miracle, and then the dude would be like "Err, okay, whatever you say, bro"

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Barney: And he is not gonna come back on a saturday, everybody's busy! doing chores, working the loom, trimming their beards. No, he waits the exact, right number of days, 3.

Ted: Okay I promise, I will wait for 3 days, so can you just stop talking?

Barney: That's a sunday! So everyone's in church already, they only know,"Oh no, Jesus is dead, then BAM! He bursts through the back door, runs up the aisle and was totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high-5.

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LOL totally.

Actually, I feel like this now. It is as if I am quarantined at home, sheesh. Forget about the "DO NOT FEED" sign lah, you goondus. The main point is the cage, the cage!

All I do at home is to think of watching How I Met Your Mother. (and thinking of the impending prelims)

I cannot log into the stupid MLG, wah lau!

Last week was fairly interesting, I had a study session at CCK library. A word of advice, earphones are exceptionally essential. In the 4 hours, we've got local ah bengs sitting at the corners, talkign about their grandmothers (I have no idea why), random girls with extremely cling-clangy phone pendants (which annoys the shit out of me) and group project discussions which eventually expanded to maximum of 15 people (a group-turned-class discussion more like it). Annoys me to the maxxxxx.

And then Thursday was well-spent, with a movie date with brothers, Alden and Klara. HAHAHA! Alden was kinda emo in the beginning, shy maybe, but evolved into a damn random, fact sprouting joker. And we kept wanting to go to the toilet, so in the end, the whole lot had to troop to the toilet again. Night at the museum was entertaining and we ended having sushi at Shin Tokyo for dinner. But the highlight has got to be the How I Met Your mother lingo, the day was filled with laughing at our fabourite clips, talking like Barney Stinson, with all the "WHAT UP(s)!", "Awesome(s)" and other catch phrases. Great day with bros, PAW-5!

As it turns out, I did not manage to go to Ubin, both on Friday and Saturday. And I am missing many more things in this week. =_=

Oh, Joseph is going botak today! For those who haven't done so, do check out the photo album of pre-botak Joseph's farewell dinner on Facebook (: Uploaded on the day itself, efficient or what?

Today was the most interesting day I had in weeks!

- Alarm rang 6 times, woke my dad up, he had to nudge me to wake up while I was still sleeping with my phone under my pillow

- wore khaki uniform (disgusting to the max)

- met Minah-Sheela for school

- saw Lixian at the interchange, and I was thinking, why does that guy look so familiar?

- waited for 40 minutes for econs tutorial to commence

- lunch at KFC

- got chsed by a hummingbird

- Word prep

- Joseph's pre-BOTAK dinner

Chased by a hummingbird. Like seriously, right outside my house. I was hanging the clothes (wearing an AJC PE t-shirt) when there was a chirp and a small bird flew somewhere near my foot. So I was feeling pretty giddy, and I took a step back to regain my balance.

Me: ARGGGH! (I almost stepped on that bird, it was srsly small okay)

Sis: *Laughs, I move away*

THE BIRD FOLLOWED ME, UP AND DOWN THE CORRIDOR

Imagine how freaked I was!

My sis tried to scare the bird away by stomping her foot,

Me: Eh! Don't! Don't scare away the cute little bird, you may step on it!

THE BIRD FLEW DIRECTLY AT ME.

So I moved away to another part of the corridor and the bird followed, flying like right in my face.

Freaked the shit out of me, I hurried back into the apartment. Stupid bird.

My younger bro of 7 years was having a good laugh at me, so I challenged him to go check the bird out. He opened the door, and the bird went "CHIRP!" and he ran from the front door to the furthest part of the apartment.

Maybe the bird was attracted to the bright blue and yellow of the shirt, my dad says the bird wants to thank me for not scaring it away. What a nutter.

Maybe it was a hummingbird, maybe it wasn't. But it was small, and bright yellow, and it has thin suckers for its beak, high chance of it being a nectar sucking hummingbird aye?

Oh, now that I think about it, maybe it thought I was one of its kind, BIG BIRD. Hahah.

Facebook is pissing the shit out of me, my Java download is not working! Zzz

Photos up tomorrow, I promise.

Labels: HUMMA-CHICK-A-WAKA

I think I've had enough. Somehow, somethings have to stop somewhere. OMG, this is worse than being caught in a dilemma, at least in a dilemma, you are undecided.

Some result of a facebook quiz disturbed me greatly. Dumb? Yeah, I know. Maybe it is true, maybe I am just trying to fit it to be true. Oh what now? I am ging to morph into some lion, or self-possessed creature? Nah, its some personality quiz thing, I just never thought the way I am reacting is a kind of survival instinct.

Have been having weird dreams lately that seemed so real. I had to sit and think about it for 15 minutes, trying to chronicle the events that day to decide whether this issue really happened or not, then I decided, maybe it is just a fiction of my imagination, maybe this is what I want things to happen. Or maybe, its just a foreshadow of the future, which is highly impossible, so yeah. But then, if it were true, I wouldn't have known how to react, so thank goodness it is a dream.

What am I doing with this kind of lame posts? I am sorry, pardon me.