Eternal torment: The Search

Friday, January 05, 2007

It's a new year. Another 365 days that will possibly mirror last year, well in terms of what the world will be like. With some notable exceptions - a woman 3rd in line for presidency should Bush choke on a pretzel again (and hopefully pass away or something; I'm thankful he's lost much of his control. Power to the Democrats and women too!)

The first day back to school was rather taxing on the body. As much as I hate to admit it; I'm starting to like it. After all, I've noticed a whole lot of improvement in my game - now I can actually hit the damn white cock. But the muscle aches is something I never look forward too.

For CATS, he made us write down our new year resolutions and stuff. Personally, I hate being forced to do such stuff. I'd rather keep my resolutions to myself. That way, it's somehow more fulfilling. Seeing it written down in a list makes the whole thing looks like a farce. After all, science has proven that within 5 hours, most people would have broken at least one of their new year resolution. He also made us draw, following the guidelines. Sure, it turned out nice but I can't help but feel like I've badly plagiarized. Lol.

Thurs was an absolute horrendous dread. The TXP quiz totally slipped my mind so I was practically studying for it, ignoring most of the lecture. Thank god it a short list of about 14 plants. Still, it was slightly tough since I had to study harder after the stupid cockroach scare which forced me to almost stand on the chair; I absolutely detest...nope, scratch that, ABHOR cockroaches. Dirty, disgusting, germ ladden hell spawn. Urgh. And they can fly. I have this terrible fear of them flying and crawling into my orifices. Weird but it ALMOST happened once. Twas' enough for me. Thank heavens Dr Koh was brave enough to kill it. Lol. Now you know huh?

However, I also learnt something new: the Botanic Gardens is so darn huge. We actually walked from one end (Napier Rd, closer to Orchard) to the other (Bukit Timah Hill). My legs are still screaming from the excertion. It's the price I have to pay, I guess, for outdoor learning.

Fri, gawd. I haven't met someone so tactless in months; and PCB broke the dam. I feel terribly bad for the other fellas - it was a downright insult, disgustingly hidden behind 'concern'. Honey, if I don't get my AD for one subject, you'd think I'll be as terribly upset as I was when I failed Lit last year? (technically, I didn't. But a B3 is a failure in my book for that subject. No offense but it's my own benchmarks. Get someone else's if you're not satisfied)

HELL NO! (maybe I might be deluding myself now but allow me time to indulge man...)

I'll be more upset if I don't score an AD for Chem. It's something I feel I owe MC for the poor performance for the O's. I can't wait to take Engineering Maths in Year 3. Another chance to redeem myself. Then perhaps Mama Chong will faint or something. Lol.

So now, I've resigned myself to four sleepless nights. Okay, so I'll sleep for a while but I'll be slogging, mugging and what have yous until wed. Then I can loosen up for an hour or two before it's back. Until the end of Feb beckons, I doubt I will be blogging as frequently. Then again, screw sleep. I'll survive on the tools of the wordsmith! That has got to be elicit at least a grin. If not, then I truly think you'll never be able to understand my sense of humour. Til we meet again ya?

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