yellow, yellow, dirty fellow.

YELLOW You are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding. Find out your color at Quiz Me!

look at the stars
look how they shine for you
and everything you do
yeah they were all yellow
[coldplay: yellow]

ha i’m aiping’s favourite colour.

stomach’s hurting like mad. i hope it’s not the mutton wreaking havoc in my digestive system…

how did it end up like this?

coming out of my cage
and i’ve been doing just fine
gotta gotta be down
because i want it all
it started out with a kiss
how did it end up like this?
it was only a kiss
it was only a kiss
[the killers: mr. brightside]

okay this is really weird. was having a mild headache as we (me, georgia, maryam, yy, mark and jasper) sat down at jalan kayu and ordered our pratas, and by the time we finished and were waiting for the bus it developed into a full-blown migraine with really extreme stabbing pains, quite unlike what i usually experience.

the pain was really quite bad so i decided to cab home instead of going to georgia’s house to watch disney movies. and funnily enough the moment i sat down at the com the headache just poofed away. there’s barely even a hint of pain now. weird. really weird.

anyway i woke up to find out that it was only going to be me and maryam doing the history project today cos vanessa wasn’t feeling well, while gayle’s celebrating charlene’s birthday and jieyi’s doing church stuff. oh well. headed to school anyway. reported the loss of dune messiah and the librarians kindly renewed the book so i would have time to look for it, though it is highly unlikely that i’ll find it. borrowed a few singapore-related books then we went back to outside the staffroom where i basically either tried to read through the books or just watch the lit people do their essays.

after lots of waiting we went off to eat prata at jalan kayu, though the original plan was pastamania at j8 cos me and yy can’t get the shrimp and pasta salad out of our heads. haha. think we were really noisy on the bus, when the topic turned to harry potter. and we all know how fervent i am when it comes to harry potter and debating over the ships. well i stand by my ship and i’ll always believe in it no matter what everyone says. even if it doesn’t happen (as if!) it’ll still be my favourite ship.

gonna shower and rest for a bit now. play a bit of maple and get started on the history project and maths homework. sigh.

it’s a little bit funny

it’s a little bit funny
this feeling inside
i’m not one of those who can easily hide

and you can tell everybody this is your song
it may be quite simple
but now that’s it’s done
i hope you don’t mind
i hope you don’t mind that i put down in words
how wonderful life is while you’re in the world
[elton john: your song]

i’m not really one for old songs but then again this can’t really be considered old. it just popped into my head as i was thinking about what i should title this entry. i just thought about “how a little bit funny” my thoughts and feelings were, and of course i thought of this song.

well let’s start with the awful, gory details… about the common tests. looking back, history was probably my easiest and best paper, aside from gp. but that’s not to say that it was easy. it was just relatively easier compared to the horror that is maths and econs.

i always can’t help thinking that it’s easier to just not study maths at all, since it doesn’t make much of a difference and i fail anyway. how true, and how tempting. first question was probably a good indicator of how badly i would do for the paper. it was a trigo identity and i spent lots of time poring over it but i just couldn’t get the answer. and mind you, out of all the topics there, trigo’s one of my best (though that doesn’t count for anything, still) and it wasn’t a good thought, sitting there and wondering what the rest of the paper would be like if i couldn’t do trigo. shan’t elaborate too much, but basically i had more blank spaces in my paper than answers. gahhh. am seriously wondering if i was like that during amaths. i think i was.

and then econs. i kinda gave up on econs so i could concentrate on maths, and fat lot of good it did me. i should have started on role of government first, considering that i barely paid it any attention during lectures (guess what i was doing?) but no i somehow got the idea that role of government stuff was derived from the earlier lectures so i left it for last. except that “last” never came. so i went in with only the stuff that’s been flying around in my head from econs lectures and tutorials. which really isn’t much. so my essays were quite inevitably crappy. horrible. probably the worst essays i’ve ever written in my life. probably worse than the very first econs essay i wrote, even. and not to mention that i was so sleepy during the whole paper that my handwriting was downright disgusting, too. last paper meant that my hand was already quite exhausted, so i can’t really blame it for churning out such awful handwriting. oh well.

but it’s all over now, thankfully. i guess what we can take away from the common tests are not the results itself, but…
the harrowing experience of having to cram knowledge like mad.
the importance of time management.
not leaving things till the last minute because you never know what may happen in the “last minute”.
organising your notes and tutorials and stuff so you don’t have to turn your room upside down when you desperately need to look up something.
consistent work for tutorials and paying attention during lectures so it’s not so bad even if you didn’t study that much (although that’s not something that would happen if you did manage your time!)
focus focus focus! not getting distracted by other things that are completely irrelevant to studying and achieving the grades you want.
the crapload of knowledge we’re supposed to have at our fingertips (we need damn big fingers lah!) by early-mid november. just think, if we have so much for just common tests, what’s going to happen to us for the a’s???

well, it’s always easier said than done. but i guess i really need to stop giving myself excuses and thinking that i can slack and relax. instead, i need to start focusing on the a’s. i want halfway decent results that will ensure that i will make it to a local u. and i guess that if you want something, you’ll have to work for it. i don’t want to end up regretting anything again. and i guess i really should start working hard.

and there you have it, words of wisdom you never thought you’ll see from me. ha. well we’ll see if i can really psych myself into studying.

but yes, today was a very good day.

woke up at about 11.45am (thanks to a message from youjun) to realise how abysmally late i was going to be. but then again the girls hadn’t called. turns out that they were held up at school by the lit teachers. so i wasn’t that late. thankfully.

originally meant to be a only-girls thing with gayle, maryam and yy, i was surprised (and at the same time, not really so) to see vanessa, mark, jasper and yijun at fish&co too. and later youjun joined us as a surprise of sorts (though not at all surprising to me considering that i told him where we were). and lol. i was greeted with “happy birthday eeling!” which totally confused me, until i remembered that we were at fish&co. hahaha.

food was good. yummylicious. first we snatched morsels of nice crotons and smoked salmon from gayle’s salad. parmesan is really good with salad, i realise. but of course, also highly unhealthy. but i digress. next we partook of an absolutely delicious shrimp pasta salad. my first reaction was that the sauce on the pasta tasted chinese-y, in a most delectable way that i couldn’t quite identify, until maryam told me it was sesame oil. and it was sooo good. to me, it was a perfect fusion of east and west. east in the oh-so-good sauce and of course west in the spaghetti strands itself. goodness. the very thought of it is making me hungry. at like nearly 3am in the morning.

and of course there was my main course. seafood platter for one cos no one else wanted to share again (i’m so lonely… sob.) but this one wasn’t as satisfying as the one i ate the last time. for one everything seemed to be quite dry. the usually melt-in-your-mouth rice was a bit lumpy, a pale shadow of the smooth, buttery morsels i savoured the last time, but nevertheless, it was still quite nice. ditto for the grilled fish (i suppose it’s dory?) which was also dry, and for the prawns which i think weren’t as fresh as they could be. but the calamari was better today i think. think it was the somewhat burnt kind of feeling and taste that i liked. and i had two glasses of kola tonic! i just love that drink.

think we talked for a bit before going off, i have absolutely no recollection of what we talked about. anyway the girls went off to shop at taka while the guys went to play pool (gideon joined us when we were 3/4 way through our meals) after we sorted out the always tricky business of who pays how much.

shopping was fun. first we went into tiffany’s and admired all the glittering diamonds we won’t have any money to buy for a long time while yy got her pendant polished, which was our excuse for going in. haha. then we walked around the taka department store and fished around the 30-50% guess bags discount area, picking out the weirdest and gaudiest guess handbags. and really, some of them are so ugly that i really can’t imagine anyone carrying them.

walked a bit around the taka department store looking at more clothes that are too ex (not that i can wear them anytime soon anyway!) before heading down to stadium for my disappointment of the day. i made a beeline for the nike section, but when i reached it, i was like.. where’s my bag??? turns out that it wasn’t really that nice after all, i guess. i looked at it and i didn’t get the same feeling i got when i first spied it from afar. the whole omg-i-must-possess-this-bag feeling. so yeah, didn’t get it. probably a good thing, actually.

then we went to wh where everyone else started to go a bit crazy over the clothes and picked out stuff to wear (except me, because well i know i wouldn’t be able to fit into the stuff there) and man i must say that the changing rooms there were so lousy and flimsy la. like what’s going to stop people from like… pushing the top or bottom half of the curtain thing? like how i freaked gayle out when i tried to see her in the clothes she tried on when she peeked out to see who was out. i’m horrible. haha. but she looked quite nice, despite her not thinking so. vanessa looked not bad too though i think the color combi’s a bit weird and yy’s skirt was sooo short on her. wh is mad. size 7’s are not big enough :P and it dares to say that “everyone is beautiful”… make bigger clothes la. haha. but anyway gonna start watching my diet again. think i let myself go too much during the hols.

can’t remember what happened after that. oh, think we walked around a bit and yy went to cold storage to buy garlic for her mum and some youth mix – sunflower seeds, hazelnuts, macadamia nuts and dried cranberries to celebrate youth day (no, really!) and we lodged ourselves in a small corner of coffee bean (without ordering anything except for vanessa’s ice blended caramel and cheesecakes till much later) and talked. just remembered. we went to the body shop before that where we made use of the 15% discount thing i had. bought myself some peppermint cooling leg gel while gayle bought stuff to wash her face with. staff member was really rude when gayle pointed out that she had charged us wrongly, and she didn’t even apologise! talk about bad service.

yy left quite early at about 5 plus or 6 and the rest of us talked about quite a bit so i can’t really remember everything. we talked about our class, how we managed to gel together, first impressions of everyone else, what a good/cool teacher ms. ng is. i still can’t really remember what happened, but judging from my archives i think i started getting close to the class at around may? and since then i’ve never looked back. i just love our class. of course i like the class people in varying degrees but i believe that everyone in 34 is what makes us 34. how can so many different come together and make it feel like we’ve known each other for ages when we’ve seriously only been a class for about a year? i’m so glad that i’ve gotten the best class ever in my last year of schooling. i don’t think university would count since you don’t actually have a class. i love 34 :)

we were joined by youjun and mark, where we talked some more, got ourselves cheesecake. and then we listened when mark related his prague/olomouc/finland choir experiences. i must say that it really was quite exciting. wish we were there to listen! all the choir rivalry, the ju-on hotel and everything… quite fun eh. and mark’s quite the master storyteller so we only left at like 8 plus.

so yes a happy happy day today. i haven’t felt so relaxed and at peace with myself for such a long time. very thoroughly enjoyable, and my feet didn’t even hurt or go wonky from walking! yay.

and i realise that this is such a horribly long entry (1924 words and counting). looking from the blogs that are “popular”, it seems that their motto seems to be “brevity is the soul of wit”. well if i wanted a “popular” blog i’ll have to make a new one because this blog is really all about me and only me. it’s here with the primary purpose of recording down whatever memories i can gather about the day, my feelings and my experiences. i think i’ve mentioned it before but sometimes i want to remember. it’s so ironic because sometimes i don’t want to remember certain stuff, but then again i’d rather be able to remember than to forget. because you just want to remember the beautiful stuff. and your feelings that go with it.

well my back’s still aching like mad (owing to lousy posture while reading harry potter and the goblet of fire, probably) and i’ll have to drag myself to school to do the history project thing tomorrow. gayle and jieyi owe us big man, for not going! terrible people :P

:))) i just feel like smiling sometimes.

it’s over!

woot. no more common tests for a while.

anyway, i would blog now but i really am too tired and my back’s aching far too badly. especially after bending my head over harry potter and the goblet of fire. haha.

and it’s so bloody warm in here, even though the aircon’s on. feels like all the aircons at home have gone haywire. again.

maths and econs were horrible. will save the gory details for tomorrow.

shall go and sleep now. was thinking of going swimming tomorrow but my achy shoulders and back tells me that i shouldn’t. shall just sleep in. hehe.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

i’m blogging again because i’m so darned sleepy. i really really want to sleep but i’ll end up sleeping for hours and not studying maths or econs. boo :(((

two down two more to go

boo. am so horribly sleepy now and my head’s still mildly aching from goodness knows what. it’s either not eating for nearly 10 hours or all the brain cells still dying from the gp and history tests.

can’t wait for this time tomorrow!!! it means that i’ll be FREE. at least, for about a week. and for wednesday! movie, food (fish&co!!! seafood platter and kola tonic!!!) and shopping. can’t wait.

papers weren’t as bad as expected. gp was a bit weird. i wrote “no one dares to be different these days” and i came up with all sorts of weird points that are probably are out of point. my essay wasn’t the standard point-elaboration-example thing. i just wrote whatever i felt like writing. it was almost like blogging. haha. i don’t even care if i fail it.

history was not bad, considering that i seriously didn’t study. the only “studying” i did was to read and go through arms race and china. didn’t even touch un and ussr. and my lack of details will be quite obvious i think. couldn’t even remember the name of some of gorby’s reforms. and i got my dates for INF and START mixed up. oh well. was quite pleased that the source-based was the world bank/IMF stuff since i did that topic, though i wrote weird stuff, as usual. like i said to maryam, it’s either total crap or pure genius. haha.

but i couldn’t be worse than yy and gayle!

yy: what’s the opposite of a support source???
gayle: khrushchev, brezhnev, erhhhhhh then who’s next. mao? deng?

hilarious, those two. and it was so funny when georgia was like who asked what’s the opposite of a support source? its you right gayle. hehe.

never really realised how much i miss being with the class. sooo fun and funny. mark buying a book titled gideon. the first thing jasper says when he sees us is “the cats in school are having sex”. gayle forgetting how to spell words. hahaha.

but oh man. my hand’s aching like mad from all the writing. five essays! my gp writing was pretty neat, my source-based was still okay, my first essay (ussr) was still passable but by the time i reached my second essay (china) my hand was almost cramping and i was trying to write with the least possible pressure. by the end of the paper i couldn’t even like open up my palms and my little finger was feeling a bit stuck. thank goodness maths doesn’t involve that much writing. and econs only has two essays. and the lit people should really feel happy that they don’t have lit tomorrow. or their hands will seriously die, poor things. owww. my elbow’s hurting weirdly too. i’ve heard of tennis elbow, but essay elbow???

and it’s so weird! i could have seriously sworn i put dune messiah in my locker, and now it’s gone!!! crap lah. i either have to report it and pay money (and i’m already damned broke. had to dip into past years’ birthday money to pay for my future nike messenger bag) or not borrow any more books for the library. arghhhhh.

and it was so weird wearing the school u again. for one i couldn’t remember which blouse was supposed to go with which skirt. then there was the collar feeling so darn warm after not wearing it for ages. and the bloody skirt’s really too loose and long. blah.

and isn’t it funny how the holidays seem to have zipped by in no time at all, and yet it seems so darn long ago that you were wearing the school u and going to school? weird how things work eh.

okay going to “relax” for a bit by studying econs. and yes, studying econs is relaxing compared to mugging for maths.

and oh i knew today was going to be a not-bad day, cos i opened up life! to read my horoscope and i saw:
Can you put yourself first and also look out for the other person? Of course you can — such conundrums are nothing to your big, beautiful brain. Be selfish — and do the right thing.

big, beautiful brain. hahaha.

holiday.

i beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
this is the dawning of the rest of our lives
on holiday
[green day: holiday]

okay i officially predict that i’m going to do horribly for the common tests. the fact is that i’m totally unprepared.

what happened to my resolution to study like mad during the hols? sigh.

projected grades:
history – AO to E
econs – D to C
maths – F to AO
gp – C6 to B4?

and my body’s rebelling against me now. first the sort-of and now the sort-of diarrhoea. been to the toilet four times today and seems like it’s going to be five times now. not going to be very fun taking common tests with your stomach flipping somersaults. blah.

i think i really really need last minute maths tuition. going to find a tutor somehow and ask him/her to re-teach me topics. like integration. re-teach meaning teach me like i don’t know the topic at all. gacks. my integration is really really horrible. fact that my notes are far from complete doesn’t help.

two days of hard work, and six days of freedom (and catching up on holiday homework) after that.

i can only hope that my horrible results of this final round of common tests will make me work harder for the prelims. no more (okay let’s be realistic – a lot less) playing and slacking. that will come after the a’s.

going to start (seriously, start) studying history now.

let’s see what time i can stay up until.

maths really sucks.

oh goodness i want to give up on maths again.

it’s been hours and i’m still stuck on differentiation. and i’m still getting practically every single sum wrong. arghhhh.

and i still have:
integration (grargh!!!)
power series (i’ve never learnt this topic, ever)
curves and transformations (incomplete lecture notes, i used graphmatica to do tutorials. ’nuff said.)
complex numbers (kill me, i’ve completely forgotten what little knowledge i ever had of this topic)
vectors (ditto above)
differential equations (i can’t do this cos i can’t integrate. yipee.)
approximation of roots (need to relearn everything)
permutations and combinations (starting to think i get my answers right purely out of luck)
probability (read above)
discrete random variable (need to revise/relearn. very luck-dependent)

and of course, not forgetting practically all of econs and history.

am exhausted and my body’s aching like mad. trying to figure out if i should go and sleep. okay i shall. will set alarm for 9am. i don’t think two cans of cult is enough. all-nighters here i come. thank goodness it’s only two days so i can survive on all the sleep i’ve accumulated during the hols. and i don’t think the problem will be keeping awake at unearthly hours in the morning. it’s more about keeping awake during the common test itself.

and i really should stop blogging so much. am contemplating a temporary disconnection of my computer from the internet. oh wait i have to scrap that idea. still downloading fruits basket. download speed is still disgustingly slow. blahs.

let me go.

in my head there’s only you now
this world falls on me
in this world there’s real and make-believe
and this seems real to me

you love me but you don’t know who i am
i’m torn between this life i lead and where i stand
and you love me but you don’t know who i am
so let me go
let me go
[3 doors down: let me go]

song of the moment. love the chorus. or rather, the way the vocalist sings it. heard it on tvmobile while on the bus home and liked it almost immediately. the fact that jesse metcalfe (aka john the gardener of desperate housewives fame) was in the mtv was a big plus. haha.

mmm. listening to hoobastank’s the reason live on mtv japan music awards now. it isn’t as polished as the single (and he doesn’t sing “wee-son” live, thankfully), but it’s so soulful and emotional. damn how could i have missed hoobastank when they came to singapore? but oh well. i wasn’t a fan of hoobastank at that time. but if any of my other favourite bands come along then i’m definitely going for their concerts. such a pity that i had to miss simple plan the other time. sigh.

anyway the day didn’t start off very well. while on the bus i happily forgot to bring out my ipod that i had specially charged overnight. so i went back home to get it despite being a few bus stops away cos i felt so lost without it. was in a hurry so i got the maid to pass it to me, but guess what? she went to the wrong bus stop. so i was running (or walking faster than i’ve walked in weeks) around desperately locating the maid, who was also cleverly looking around for me. blahs. not a good way to start the day – perspiring like mad and having my shoulder ache like mad from lugging around my tiny but overfilled duffel.

and anyway i later met maria at the macritchie stop (though i had no idea it was the macritchie stop until maria hopped on the bus) who was also quite late thanks to a brother who needed to style his hair when he was going for ncc. lol. was raining by the time we reached kap so we had to run in the rain. and thankfully i didn’t slip and fall. i realise that i’m blogging about the most mundane of things but i also realise that i just like blogging this way.

spent all my time there doing maths. or more specifically, i spent all my time studying there doing maths, because we did spend quite some time chatting and sorta gossiping. i’m usually out of the loop when it comes to people, be it in aj or in stnicks, so maria filled me in on some of our ex-schoolmates. horror stories of liver failure (possibly from too much booze) and a teenage pregnancy. shan’t mention names but it’s really quite scary when you realise it’s people you’ve seen before and sort of know, at least by face. and that they’re our age. sometimes i inevitably look at those people and wonder what it’s like to be in the “in” crowd, but sometimes i just feel so relieved that i’m not living my life like that. better to live a “boring” life than to not live one at all.

i don’t how i managed to let myself get convinced by to go to town, but i did. got my replacement atm card. it’s now a not-so-nice blue. the old silver one was better, cos it looked cooler in my wallet. in my opinion, that is. and! i got my duffel! like finally. a nice big spacious duffel where i can junk in files, books, stuff and most importantly a jacket and still dig around when i need stuff. whee.

and i saw a really really nice nike messenger bag that i absolutely must get. i was besotted by it the moment i saw it from like 50 metres always. so besotted i was that i didn’t even want to look for my orange/grey duffel. lol. but of course it’s ex :( i said that if it was 50 bucks and below then i would have just gotten it along with my duffel, but it was 60 bucks. like pay 10 bucks more and you can get the duffel already. oh well. but i’m definitely getting it next time. must get it. it’s just so nice. and my excuse for getting it is that it’ll be a good bag to use for when i don’t have much stuff to carry around and the duffel’s too big. mwahaha. anything to get my bag. i’ll start saving up. or rather, dig into my savings. my mum will probably kill me for buying more than a hundred bucks worth of bags in such a short period of time but i don’t care. i want to have it. and haha my mum was like wah lao your bag’s so expensive i might as well go and get myself a real louis vuitton bag. well, if that distracts her from the fact that i want another bag…

bought the nike ankle wrap, cos i’m quite convinced that i’ll never find a medium-sized ankle sleeve. and because the futuro one is so bloody stinko now. i’ve already washed it but it’s still like that. but the ankle wrap is so humongous. it looks like i’m wearing a super high sock and it’s so big that i practically don’t even need to wear a sock. at least it’ll look convincing when i tell the pe teachers that i still can’t run or even brisk walk. ha.

then we went to the adidas shop and the both of us came out 15 bucks poorer and a shoe bag richer. finally a decent-looking shoebag that i can buy. been looking for one for ages. the handle/strap of the poor fila one’s fraying. so that called for a new bag, although i realised (a lot later) that i didn’t exactly need a shoe bag considering that i will hardly even be doing much pe. but oh well i’ve already gotten it. hahaha. and adidas now has customised shoes. if i had the money i would certainly get it, considering that it would be like a perfect fit, even for your arches and all. but it would probably cost an upwards of a few hundred bucks so i guess it will only remain a thought to keep in mind. well, not like i’m going to be running around a lot anyway.

after that we walked around looking at clothes. and finding that i’m very attracted to the idea of denim skirts. haha. the first skirt i get will probably be a denim one. they’re so nice. but then again, maybe not. i suspect that my mum will attempt to force me to wear a skirt to my cousin’s wedding dinner (which is so horribly close to the a’s) but the point is that i’m a total idiot when it comes to sitting properly when i wear skirts. school skirts don’t count cos i wear shorts underneath. i’m horrible.

went to spc and stocked up on cult. and i gave into temptation and got a bottle of mocha frappuccino too. was lugging my already-heavy duffel, two big bags and clinking cans of cult and guess what? the lift was out of order. i was so not a happy camper, considering that i was already exhausted from carrying everything. and i was a total idiot for a while when i was like what the hell i have to walk up nine stories!? then i remembered that there was another lift, though i had to stop at the 8th floor and walk across the entire floor and climb up some stairs. well actually i had to do that all the time in the past, but after getting used to having the lift practically at your doorstep, you can’t help getting lazy. haha i just remembered my other moment of total lift idiocy. when i was a kid i kept wondering why the lift would always go to the 5th floor first even if you pressed the button for the 8th floor first. sometimes i really marvel at how stupid i was when i was a kid.

have just realised that i’ve spent a lot of money today. lots. let’s see.

fillet-o-fish extra value meal (upsize) – $5.50
nike duffel bag – $72.45
nike ankle sleeve – $23.10
adidas shoe bag – $15.00
prince of tennis volume 27 – $5.00
2 cans of cult – $4.00
starbucks mocha frappuccino – $3.20
total – $128.25

the week hasn’t even started and i’ve already spent more than half my allowance for next week. how am i supposed to start saving up for the nike messenger bag like this?

okay time to go back to maths. i don’t know how i’m going to find time to study econs. let’s hope cult and its guarana caffeine works.

fallen cedar.

yes yes i shouldn’t be blogging now but i’m trying to keep awake while the ipod charges. i really should stop charging it on the com… goodness knows how long it takes. maybe i’ll just leave the com on, since i’m downloading fruits basket and the download speed is so crappy.

grargh. and so awfully sleepy. was about to fall asleep while doing differentiation. thankfully my almost-slumber was broken by messages from nickseth (a moblogger whom i started talking to after relating to his experience at a chinese sinseh. lol.) but my brain was too dead to continue doing any more maths so i’m resorting to blogging and reading history notes.

am totally running out of time to study. think i’m going to seriously burn midnight oil and/or pull an all-nighter for the common tests. it’s only two days, anyway. still, it might be a good idea to stock up on cult energy drink. and remind my mum to buy chicken essence cos it helps to open my eyes in the mornings when i’m so tired i can’t even open my eyes. a little drastic, perhaps. but oh well who can i blame but myself for procrastinating so much during the early part of the hols? it’s scary how the june hols (one whole month!) just flashed by like that. before i know it i’ll be blogging just before the a’s. like gayle would say – shitzoo.

guess i’ll just leave the computer on. waking up at like 8.30 tomorrow to study with maria at the king albert park place nj and hc people so regularly frequent. will make sure that it’s productive tomorrow. sad to say our previous two sessions were quite far from fruitful. that’s what you get when you put two lazy people with little inclination for studies together.

maria don’t take this the wrong way but man, i really need to find a “perfect” study buddy for the a’s. one who shares similar subjects (which discounts you, maria. see, it isn’t personal :P) and is sufficiently motivated to study. decent grades are a big plus. sounds like i’m putting out an ad. but really, if you think you suit the above criteria, do apply for the position. you’re getting a (sometimes sleepy so you have to wake me up) study buddy who has a huge supply of lifesavers, an ipod mini chockfull of songs, excessive amounts of stationery you can borrow, and of course, everything else that comes along with me. i do decently well for econs, am fair at history and suck at maths, so be sure you know what you’re getting. haha. what a blatant self-advertisement this is. well my ego is pretty large at times and i didn’t get called “braggart” in primary six for nothing.

okay, i need to sleep like now or i’ll oversleep and i don’t think maria will take very kindly to that… but first. a little something i stumbled on while looking through harry/hermione livejournal stuff.

what tree did you fall from?
(your birthday tree and its meaning)

february 09 to february 18:
cedar tree (the confidence) -
of rare beauty, knows how to adapt, likes luxury, of good health, not in the least shy, tends to look down on others, self-confident, determined, impatient, likes to impress others, many talents, industrious, healthy optimism, waiting for the one true love, able to make quick decisions

some parts are quite surprisingly true, although some are really quite off too. of good health – ha! and i’m not too sure about industrious. just look at the amount of work (practically nothing) i’ve done during the hols. but still an interesting thing to read about, anyway.

sleep awaits (with fresh bedsheets and finally, a made bed) and hence i shall tarry no longer.