Darn sleepy right now. I'm going to type as many words I can before I decide to go to bed. Today was a jam-packed, lined-up eventful day... It was teachers' day celebrations in school, so it's a halved-day. Morning was the ACES Day workout at the field, then the school got some dance instructor to demonstrate the new version of the FunDance...After FunDancing it was a mass movement to the school hall for the Teachers' Day Concert. This year those Student's Council guys came up with this Teachers' Day Awards, with titles like Most Approachable Teacher, Most Jovial Teacher etc., and the entire thing looked as if they randomly slotted the teachers' names into all the categories, so that all the teachers will end up with at least one title. There were only about 10 or 11 titles, so you'll get up to 10 different teachers in a Most Jovial Teacher Award. There was this crackpot magician performing some Houdini-styled escaping act as well. Corny... Then the stupid Council, the class chairmen were only needed at the grand finale, but they gathered all of us at the BEGINNING of the concert, so I was languishing aimlessly outside the hall waiting for the finale, all the while missing out on the starting performances. Yar, heard Paul Twohill's rock band was good, and Justin Jap was a good singer as well. In the end, all the chairmen couldn't give two hoots about the Council, so all of us entered through the back of the hall and watched the concert... Lousy Council, I never banked on them to do anything properly , and obviously they are in the Council only because they hold a decent organisation of themselves (surprise) to act fancy...

After the concert in the hall, my entire class stayed back to celebrate Chek Haw's birthday. Yup, Jacob ensured that he bought the creamiest cake available, so after the traditional "Happy Birthday to Chek Haw" in a bellowing baritone, we promptly smashed the cake into his face... Then Daniel tried to act hero by starting a food-fight, but the class ganged up to food-fight HIM... Not to mention my "good" friends Luke and Yich, who tried to cream me with the smacked cake as well... Then Kwang Han, Luke and me went down to Bukit Merah Central to finalise the designs for the class T-shirt. It took a awfully long time at the office deciding the colour schemes and design... After that I was at Cheryn's house, either sleeping or in a drowsy state for most of the time.

I've been thinking about the Wilfred issue again... Not really thinking about him choosing the "darkness path", but more of my own purpose in following Christ. If you have the time, go to Cheryn's blog. She's got "Majesty [Here I Am]" from delirious? playing as her blog music now... And for once, it's a song that actually sums up my entire spiritual direction towards God. Ultimately, it's God's love that actually motivates the Christian soul, and Christianity is always based on the true assertion that our God has revealed His love for us, such that we are to follow Him likewise with the love. "Forever I am changed by Your love, in the beauty of Your majesty"...

Yup, the song playing now is "Blessed Be Your Name", originally written by Matt Redman, but this is the rock-and-roar version... I think it's the guys at Soul Survivor who added the electric guitar distortions and all that stuff. I have it on full volume and blasting from the speakers right now... Awesome... Oh right, make sure you listen through the entire thing, cos there'll be this weird voice at the end of the song. It's quite funny, although I can't make out what the heck that voice is saying...

I'm hungry. I haven't really ate anything that qualifies to a full meal for the past 48 hours... Gotta go get some chow, before the stomach acids decides to digest through my stomach walls and induce frothing in my mouth... Bleaugh, disgusting...

Whoo... I'm not required in school for lessons for the past two days, not counting today... Well, it's not as if I don't have to go to school AT ALL. You see, it's all the Science practical prelims, and my school has decided to implement a practical schedule similar to the actual O'Levels, so I only have to go to school on Wednesday for my Chemistry practical in the afternoon. As for yesterday and today, it's Biology and Combined Science practicals, so theoretically speaking, I have no need to go to school. But those drat teachers wanted us back for extra lessons, so we still have to go to school...

Okie, let's start from where I left off... The last time an entry was made on this blog was Monday, and a long one indeed... I shall try and provide the details from Tuesday onwards. Here goes:~

Tuesday 24082004 Normal school day. What I recall from that day was the first thing that I reached school, Chris showed me this article from his Catholic News, and the article was about Satanic worship and it's explanatory contexts... Chris asked me an excellent question. "Why did I choose God above Satan?" I didn't have the answer offhand, so I gave him a vague and general answer, but promised to get back to him. I endured all the lessons for the day, cos all the teachers are trying to equip us with all the knowledge they can as there's a long weekend ahead of us, due to the practicals. After school, Mr Lee gave us a crash-course "Chemistry Practicals for Idiots"; it lasted for an hour. I was at Cheryn's house after Chemistry to complete my Social Studies homework. That Cheryn arh, normally her "Boo"-es has absolutely no frightening effect on me whatsoever, but that day she sneaked behind me while I was focussing on writing the last word to my SS assignment, gave a loud "Boo!" and jumped at me... And I jumped too... I went home shortly after to try and prepare my mind for the next day's practical, but failed miserably. I was too sleepy...

Wednesday 25082004 Chemistry Practical day. I think I only woke up from my bed at 0930. Whoo... I think it's quite a long long time since I woke up this late on a weekday. Yup, I went online, saw Yicheng online too, and asked him out for lunch before the practical starts. Spent another long long time typing a message for Wilfred, and when I was about to finish he came online too... (Fred: Take care ol' man) Anyway, the skies started turning very black at this point, so I thought I had better get out of house pronto to meet Yich if I didn't want to get caught in the rain... But alas, t'was too late... The skies started pouring very heavily the moment I stepped out of house, and I walked/ran in the rain, saw Yich dry with an umbrella in his hand, and that's when I looked into my own bag and found out that I actually brought my umbrella along... Dang it, walked in the rain for nothing... Yar, ate lunch, went to school and waited aimlessly for one hour for the practical to begin. In between, Luke, me and XZZ (still very lazy to spell his name) went to the piano sited at the canteen, and Luke initially sat down wanting to play the piano, but we later found out that the piano was spoilt beyond repair... All the keys didn't work, cos the hammer thing to hit the piano strings were all broken, so there was this pile of snapped hammers inside the piano... Believe me, ALL the hammers were ALL broken, so the piano was in effect a dead one. What to do, we took some of the hammers for ourselves. I've got the smallest 79th key hammer, and the 50th and 52nd key hammers as well... Okie, back to the practical. My titration was quite okay, and at least my endpoint reading tallys with most of my friends... It was the Qualitive Analysis part that I screwed up. The questions keep asking me to warm the solution gently, but I hate using the Bunsen burner, so I couldn't really be bothered. I was supposed to test and identify for some gases evolved, but I didn't get ANY gas at all... Never mind. I ended up ad-libbing half the results...

Thursday 26082004 Technically speaking: No School Day. But Mrs Bala and Ms Tan wanted extra lessons, so I still have to be in school... Mrs Bala was at 0800 in the morning, but I overslept. I only went for Ms Tan's lesson at 1200, but it turned out that there wasn't supposed to be any Maths lesson yesterday... That Daniel Basuki, he went to fix the wrong time with Ms Tan, and according to Ms Tan (who came over to clarify only at 1330, after the supposed "maths lesson" has ended), we were actually supposed to come on Friday (today), but Daniel went to tell the class it's on yesterday... Stupid, I wasted a trip to school for nothing. But then Shao Hong and Luke spent the time there coming up with the design for the class T-shirt, then Kwang Han and me took a long long trip down all the way to Bukit Merah for the fabric printing shop... First we had to take the MRT all the way to Redhill, then waited for about 20 minutes for a bus to take us to Bukit Merah Interchange, and we spent only 5 minutes in the shop discussing about what T-shirt to use... That woman at the shop, she could have just told us that we could email her the designs, but we went all the way there just to get a name-card with her email on it... Anyway, I came back to Bishan, was at Cheryn's house yet again. No, she didn't try to scare me this time round... I went for tuition at Jericho at around 1800, and saw Sarah and Sharon there... Whoo, haven't seen Sharon for eons. She's got this sort-of 'frizzy and messy' hairstyle now, and I'm absolutely positive she looks like my mother now... Haha... Okie, that's it for now...

Goodness, today was a very tiring day. All my muscles are aching, and I don't think I'll last very long before I plonk down on my bed permanently... Yesterday night before I went to bed, I had this awful feeling that a lot of things are going to happen today. Well, today was indeed eventful, but it was not any of those bad stuff...

In the morning I was still quite alert and active. Had PE in the morning, and I remembered I still had the energy to race Daniel for a 400-metre sprint. Well, nobody won, cos Daniel gave up trying to catch up with me after 200 metres... Then a whole group of us headed down for basketball. Our Maths teacher wasn't present in school today, so we had a free period after PE. As usual, when a teacher is not present, my class will opt to sit around, talk crap and do nothing, instead of doing self-studying. And to think that Prelim 3 is in another week's time... Anyway, I was minding my own business until I noticed a whole group of people crowded at Wilfred's place. It turned out that there was this big debate going on about some heavy religious topic. Fred was trying to argue that he didn't need Christ in his life, as well as a lot of theology-styled questions about the Christian faith. Those countering his claims were Luke and Vincent, resident Christians with me in class, and XZZ (lazy to spell his name out...) with Chris of the Catholic faith. I didn't join in their debate until recess time, but it was clear by then that Fred was still quite sceptical about Christianity, and soon the topics extended to whether we should believe in pro-creation or pro-Science... I mean, as a Christian I should probably believe in my faith and try to provide my fair share of explanation, but Fred seemed to be making sense even though the stuff he mentioned was irrelevant in the Christian concept. Theology or not, I'm not one to engage myself in such discussions. I wasn't really in the mood to argue with my friends anyway, so I just left them to continue to argue their way through...

Double English was a mental grog... I was feeling so sluggish and foggy by that time, and I was having trouble focussing on the comprehension that I was supposed to be doing. Then after school, I went over to J8 with Dora and Emmeline to get Ben Wong's birthday present. And since my entire cell group and Biru's cell were planning to share the present together, I figured that we can afford to buy a big big expensive present for Ben. Hopped for lunch first at Long John's, then Dora was commenting that both me and Emmeline were slow in getting what she was trying to say, but it turned out that she was the slowest to finish her lunch... Anyway, we spent the next half-hour walking from shop to shop trying to decide what to get for Ben. Girls will always be fussy, so we walked around aimlessly not getting anything at all, until we finally decided to get many small little gifts that will amount to our entire budget. Oh yar, we ran into Cheryn and Nisha (I know it's spelt wrongly, but I don't know the correct spelling) also, and after we got all the presents, I went over to meet them... The bus ride home was very fun. Nisha kept pinching Cheryn's cheeks and then later, her ears... What to do, of course I'd gleefully join in... Yup, then spent a while talking to Cheryn about Wilfred and Yicheng, then I went over to Jericho in the hopes of meeting Biru there... But Biru wasn't there, instead Sarah was there studying... What, it must have been ages since I last saw Sarah at Jericho. Yup, had a little chat with her, then tried solving her Maths but couldn't, called Biru but she couldn't be contacted, then went home... The worst thing was for the past 5 or 6 hours, I have not been hanging out with any guys at all. All the people that I hung out with after school were all females, so for most of the time I was this stucked-up male among many females... It's not that bad, cos I did talk to Adriel for a while at Jericho, so I'm not hopelessly lost in the female world. I hate being the only guy in many females, cos all they talk about are all the female stuff, female friends, and worst of all, their female "thing"... Bleaugh...

I'm going to take an early break now... Or maybe, just maybe, I can squeeze in a little bit of studying before I drop asleep on my bed...

The past few days haven't really been emotionally very good, but at least I try to manage and dictate my life, rather than sulk around and wallow in the dust. I got diarrhoea on Tuesday and Wednesday, but it's not your normal diarrhoea... It's the midnight diarrhoea, cos these bouts of diarrhoea didn't hit me in the day, but I have to wake up in the middle of the night just to go to the toilet. Too bad, I have to sacrifice my sleep to camp at the toilet, or else my mum will scream if I dirty the bed.

I got back my report book yesterday. I did a phenomenal improvement from Prelim 1. For one thing, I managed to pass all my subjects this time round, and I'm probably the very rare people with the staright flush, as my Chinese teacher would put it... And I hit a A2 for English!! I mean, the whole batch of us did so badly for English that the department had to moderate 3 extra marks for every one... So initially I got a 67, but with the added three marks, I got the class highest 70!! "Absolutely disgusting", says Luke. And I topped the class for Combined Humanities too. "Simply incredible", says Guan You...

I think girls are crazy. In the midst of writing this, I was conversing with Dora on msn... That crazy woman, she turned on her webcam and turned the cam to everything else in her room, except her darn ol' face. It's just annoying, cos she'll turn it to the TV, then wave her big hand in front of the cam, turn it round the room, wave again, then shake the TV remote control, wave again... But the scariest part was when Dora positioned the cam in front of her eye, and stare into it... Brr... Cheryn is another crazy nut. She decided to decorate MY foolscap paper cover with her drawings/scribblings on it, such that all I can see now is "CHERYN ROX" all over the sides, and some other scribblings which I don't even dare to look...

Okie, I think I'll probably get killed for blogging all these... But never mind. Girls will always be girls. They'll want to kill you initially, but then you can think of ways to make them want to un-kill you... Haha, Dora just invited me for the "web-cam torture" again...

Whoo... Today was a wonderful day. I had my English O'Level Oral today, and it was absolutely spiffing. I don't know about you, but teachers always make oral exams sound as if it's some kind of stringent test to mark you down, then all the students are talking about how tough it is to communicate fluently. And I'll repeat again, I don't know about you, but what I think of all that hype are just pure absurdity... I had an absolutely great time talking nonsense with my examiner, and it's not just nonsense... It's constructive nonsense, the kind of nonsense that actually makes sense. Haha, whatever. I can't resist a full-blown account of what transpired today, so just bear with it...

Yup, in the morning was flag-raising assembly as usual, no deviation from the normal routine. But what made the impact was the morning devotion. Starting from yesterday, every morning there will be this guy from some Christian denomination or organisation or church giving a devotion about the Beatitudes in the Matthew gospel... (Go read Matthew 5:3-11) Yar, this morning's devotion was something about changing your attitude to suit Christ's nature. Then my Principal got all the Chinese people who didn't hit a distinction at the O'Level to stay back for a lecture. So even all the way from my classroom, I can still hear the P screaming "animatedly" about poor results and goodness knows what. And I think now all those who got B3 and below are all forced to retake the exam again... Man, this is tyranny, and I'm mightily glad my Chinese was over last year... Yup. So while the P is still hogging the mike, Mrs Bala called about 10 of us down for more oral practice... After that was normal lessons, Ms Tan managing a double Maths going through some Maths paper, then Bala managed to wrestle the last Chinese period for more practice with us. I like Bala's eyes. When you talk, she'll give you her full attention, but it's those eyes. She has these piercing eyes that fixate itself firmly with your eyes, and the more you look back into the eyes, you'll picture of deep waters...

During the practice sessions I was already feeling the jitters, cos the actual oral exam was in an hour at that time. Then it's not helping when Mrs Bala is giving me that piercing-eyes-with-deep-water treatment. It was worse during lunch. While I was eating, my hand started shivering, and by the time I entered the exam hall, I think my skin went all clammy and I blanked out. So much so that when Bala came round for a last minute prep talk, she had to ask me whther I was okay or not... There was this waiting area at the back of the hall, then in the middle were the tables where you prepare for your picture and reading, then all the way up front before the satge was the examiners themselves. I think the Cambridge people intentionally did this set-up to nerve-wreck all the students, cos sitting there waiting for your turn with the examiners able to look at you all the time, it sort of makes you "watch your step"... I don't know, I think I waited for about an hour or so, talking to Yicheng (who was due after me) and doing stupid stuff like waving to Derek at the other group etc...

Anyway, as I was sitting there waiting for the examiners to beckon me over, I was sort of trying to spot what they were likely to ask me for conversation. But I didn't proceed far, cos the examiners were done discussing quite fast, and I didn't have the chance to try and formulate some topics. Yar, there were two examiners sitting down there, but for the entire oral exam, it was only the examiner on the left that did all the talking. Eh, she was quite cute and sweet, and the best thing was she had on this earnest-looking kind of face that lets you think she's interested in what I'd say... I think she's the type of teacher that Jun Yuan will like... (Go and ask for her msn!!) And the strange thing was I only began to relax after I sat down in front of the examiners. The reading of passage was quite okay, although I think I missed about two words. Picture discussion was next, and for the hell of me, I couldn't make out how the picture could be interpreted, so I just gave some comments which I made on the spot, sneaked a peek at Ms Earnest-Looking, and she seemed to buy my explanations. And when she tried to interrupt me, I just steam-rollered her over and continued talking whatever I can about the picture. Ha! She didn't get the chance to ask me anything, until at the very last when she managed to squeeze in a prompt, which was relatively easy...

After the reading and the picture, I thought this couldn't be more easy. For one thing, I was no longer nervous by that point, so my thoughts were flowing quite smoothly, and whatever nonsense that I was speaking made logic even though I don't know what I was speaking... And Ms Earnest-Looking seemed to be getting sick of getting steam-rollered all the time, so she just went straight to conversation. And the other examiner? She was this older looking lady, and I looked at her once, but she seemed more interested in our school hall's roof, so I focussed on Ms Earnest-Looking instead... After all, Ms Earnest-Looking is quite good-looking also, and she's cute... Okie, back to the oral exam... The conversation question was about my grandparents, and I was probably fortunate. I was expecting some horror question, but this was manageable. So I talked naturally, made up a few stories along the way and basically just gave my two cents worth... I tried to give Ms Earnest-Looking the Bala's-piercing-eye treatment, but I didn't succeed. She herself have her own kind of look also, like she's trying to be very interested in what I'm speaking, hence Earnest-Looking... And Mdm Roof-Looker finally decided that she'll look at me instead of the roof, but by then I'm done with my conversation...

It was only much, much later when I found out I had the easiest conversation with the examiners. All the rest of my classmates were complaining about having to answer some question about marriage in old couples, but surprisingly I had no such question. By right, the examiners should ask a basic question and then maybe some prompts after that. For my case, I only got the starting question, nothing else... Eh, according to Mrs Bala, that is supposedly good news because I've covered all the grounds of the topic.

Whatever the case, I'm glad and satisfied. At least I'm confident about this oral exam, not like those written exams you take and you are uncertain about the outcomes... Nuggets... Going to book a time with God right now. I've got a lot to thank Him for...

I'm tired and sleepy, but I'm in excellent spirits right now. I got back all my results for Prelim 2 yesterday. The results were generously good, a grace from God... I don't know if I sort of deserve those good marks, cos I'll be the first to admit that my study preparations weren't as thorough as some of my other friends, but I still thank God for it. I think I should just put all my trust in God and let Him control all the situations, but I still find myself guilty of not trusting Him fully. It's like, I put my faith in God for some decent results, but I still end up worrying for nothing even though I'm supposed to trust that He is in control, and YET God still rewards despite me not trusting fully.

I think God is awesome. He really is. Despite of the fact that I didn't believe fully in His sovereignty, but God still decides to answer my prayers and bestow me with some decent-and-nice results... Guess I should really smack myself hard on the head and wake up to the fact that God is always in control. *SMACK*

One of the things that come with good results is when you compare your results with your friends, you always end up out-scoring them. For me, I've got one of the better results than most of my classmates. And whenever they ask me how I did for the prelims, I'll (very humbly and modestly) tell them of my (good, if not very good) results... Here's the clincher: when you get good results, chances are that you want everyone to know that you've got good results. That's agony for me, cos if I try to tell everyone that I got good grades, I think I'll probably be smacked and whacked and slammed and whammed by everyone whom I got better results than. I'm not trying to be proud or arrogant here, cos I'm not. I'm just proud FOR myself, but most importantly, proud for what God has blessed me with. If there's anything I find myself worthy of praising, it's God's glory. So right now, I don't care what anybody says about me being arrogant or stucked-up, I'm shouting this for good: I'VE GOT EXCEPTIONAL GRADES FOR PRELIM 2... Yup, it's good to get that off my chest...

Today was an exhaustive day. I'm due in school at 0730 in the morning for Maths extra lesson, and if you've got any sense at all, you normally don't wake up this early on a Saturday morning, unless your house is on fire. Then again, only maybe... But hey, 0730 on Saturday morning is way too early, and Ms Tan just kept droning on about Maths Prelim paper corrections. After Maths at 0930, Daniel, Bush and me went down to Corps to volunteer for flag day. Both of them needed their 6 hours of CIP, and I'm just accompanying them for fun. We started out fine, got some generous donations. Then me and Daniel went in to our school staff room to solicit some donations. Mr Pereira was funny; he rambled on about us doing flags in the staff room, then grumpily donated his smallest coin denomination that he had (20 cents), before screaming "Bomb!" at Daniel... Ms Tan was superb as well, we didn't even ask her, but she donated all the same when she spotted us. Then Daniel and me went to talk to Mrs Pang for a while, got down to Mrs Bala for English Oral practice, then went to Upper Thomson with Fred and Zhi Jia and Alex for some crispy prata. Then we met up with Bush later, parked ourselves under the overhead bridge outside Bishan MRT and collected for all we were worthed. Signed out our flag bags at 1600, then went home...

Yawn... I'm going to drop heavy on my bed tonight, but that will be later. I've still gotta finish my Maths practice papers...

Grr... I've had some weird mood swings for the better half of today. In the morning I was disgruntled, in the afternoon I was more of grumpy, then it became ruffled a few hours ago and now it's back to grumpy. Got back the full English papers, Higher Chinese papers and all my Combined Humanities paper. The results are incredible... I got B3 for all the three subjects, and I topped my class for English and Combined Humanities, and Higher Chinese was one of the better grades in the class. By right I should be over the moon, but I'm still very piffed... Don't know why... O'level Chinese results were out today. Only 4 people in my class got As, but all A2, none A1. Everybody seemed pretty disappointed, cos mostly got B3, which isn't quite the same as a A... After school I was at Jericho for half an hour playing table soccer with Ben, then just remembered I left my test papers in school, so I had to detour to retrieve them. Stupid "LONG" distance between my house and school... (Whack me, Luke and Yich and Fred) Then went over to Cheryn's for a while. Thanks for trying to make me happier, mosquito... Then just got home from tuition; only me and Biru were there. I'm in a stupid mood now, sort of wishing I'll disintegrate into some slug or something like that. I wonder if there's a name for such a feeling. Sluggish??

Okie, it's a bit late into the night now... Almost nearing midnight, but I'm still wide awake and alert like an owl. And Cheryn, I'll sleep before midnight, so don't whine...

The past few days were incredibly brilliant. The long and extended weekend allowed me plenty of rest and sleep... Yesterday I was out for practically the entire day shopping and slacking, so I'm feeling slightly more refreshed now. Got back English comprehension and summary this afternoon. 29 out of 50, which was a big big surprise because I wasn't even thinking of passing. Mind you, passing English in our school is considered a phenomenol feat, considering the traditional high failure rate... But now according to George, me and Guang Wu got highest in class. Guess I should probably put more faith in God...

Another thing is that I'm going to be "promoted" tomorrow. The DM thinks that "Class Monitor" doesn't suit us, so he's upgrading us to a new post termed the "Class Chairman"... So now I've got a new badge, wear a tie everyday, "higher status" in school, got more rubbish responsibilities etc. I think it's junk, cos they don't really make any difference... Stupid Luke, don't even start on your Chairman Low and Little Red Shit Book and whatever communist comrades...

Oh right, Daddy's birthday tomorrow, DPM Lee Hsien Loong is going to be PM, and Chinese O'level results are coming out.

Looking forward to tomorrow, and I hope it'll be a good day... Going to catch some sleep now.

Wahoo... I had one of the better days yesterday for the entire week, partly because I didn't go to school in the morning. Yesterday was supposed to be National Day celebrations, but I thought the entire thing was pointless, so I opted not to go instead. It wasn't until 1030 in the morning when Yicheng called my house to meet him. And I did. I met him to go to Bras Basah Complex to get Wilfred's birthday present. Erm, I suppose I can finally go public with what the present is... Okie, we got Wilfred a nice acoustic Cort guitar. It was shared equally between about 18-20 people, yar, 20 nice people... I think Fred is a superbly lucky guy to have friends like us. Think if it: how many friends do you know would get you a guitar for birthday?? Probably very minimal. Anyway, after we got the guitar, albeit on some discount offers, we went to meet Cheryn and Nisha (hope I spelt it correctly) at City Hall MRT, then went to Jericho for the rest of the afternoon.

At night, cell was a blast. Fred FINALLY agreed to come to church, also albeit on some of Cheryn's intervention. So since he's coming, we thought we'd better get him a nice cake. Then Rachel Tan didn't tell me her birthday was on 4 August, and Andrew's was yesterday... So the cake was meant to be a combination for Rachel's and Wilfred's celebratory cake, although we did give Andrew one slice of the cake. So, just before cell started, Cheryn and me hopped down to the market pronto to get a nice Chocolate Dome cake. I didn't choose it, she did... Which was a lucky thing. You see, when we got back for the rest of the youth service, I left the cake on one of the seats in the auditorium. Yar yar, no food in auditorium... Anyway, it was just left there sitting on the seat, then when Dora turned back to talk to me, I absent-mindedly shifted the cake and it toppled off the seat!! *Cymbals clashing* And God blessed me... The cake was still left intact in one piece, with no signs of anything smashed or creamed, except the cake was shifted slightly away towards the side of the box the cake was in... Praise God, or else we'll be eating creamed chocolate after they blew their candles... Anyway, Fred DID come later in the night, and when I toppled the cake, it created a disturbance loud enough to let everyone swivel their eyes at me, then Matthew was kinda "jealous" that he wasn't getting the attention that we were supposed to be giving him, so he shouted "Whose birthday today?", and Fred, Rachel and Andrew all went up, we sang them their birthday songs, then Matthew wanted to stack them... Lesson learnt: Next time I'll get Chocolate Domes for all the rest of the birthdays, cos I've witnessed for myself how "tough" they are...

Yup. The rest of the night was quite inactive, maybe because Lizzie wasn't there. All we did were to eat the toppled-but-still-good cake, then went to eat the Alpha dinner leftovers. And Della was sort of guiding Andre and Rachel with their leg splits, while me and Fred were just hanging around commenting on "how people don't tally with their age and body size". Oh, and I realised everyone in my cell is involved in the dance ministry, except me and Dora, and the other active member is Cheryn, but not in our cells. Craps, I'd never ever dance. Never ever. At least I'm not the only one not in the dance ministry, there's still Dora... Yea girl, *Hi-5*...

Uh-huh, that's essentially what happened to me yesterday, but not the full version of it. There are still a lot of fillers in between what I just described. Let's see, I haven't really elaborated on Andre's candy-stealing conspiracy, then there's still Yicheng's "Hotel California And The Discussion Of The Song Being Satanic", there's also Yurong's tuition worksheet ending up in shreds (literally), not to mention many many sweet sweet moments (repetition of words intended) that I really appreciated... Hmm, God did really bless me with very good friends... I wouldn't care to elaborate further; I'm tired and sleepy right now. I'm not really in the mood to type any more words, cos I'm getting quite sick with the computer keyboard... It's your usual dirty-keyboard-with-lots-of-keyboard-grime, so I think I'd better cleanse it first before it becomes a bacteria-infested breeding ground...

Oh yar, an afternote for all who are reading... Squash all the cockroaches you see scurrying around. Don't run from them, but run WITH them. And then squash 'em with with your butt. Sit on 'em. Squish 'em. Yep, that's all I have to say for now...

I'm amazed I'm still awake at this hour... Good night to whoever is reading this...

Yup yup, I changed the music to "O Praise Him" from David Crowder's Band. I sort of really admire David Crowder's goatee... He's got this magnificent goatee that just sprouts from his chin, and I'm really wishing I can grow one like his. Then maybe I can dye it pink or something... But one glitch though, my mum will probably hit the roof before I can even suggest it. Yar, it's a good song from the Band, and a good goatee as well...

Nothing much happened today. Got double periods of Maths in the morning, then double Chinese in the afternoon, so you can pretty much guess what kind of mood I'm in... Never mind, hopefully tomorrow will be better... Tomorrow is National Day celebrations, henceforth no lessons whatsoever. Heck, I'm not even planning to go in the first place, but we'll see how.

Oh right. Spirited Away is showing on TV right now. It's this Japanese anime cartoon about this 10-year-old girl and her fairy tale adventures in some Boo Boo Land. It's extremely captivating, and I think the plot and story-telling is awesome. I heard this show won some awards for Best Cartoon or something, not so sure... Anyway, my favourite part (so far) is where the girl's parents are turned into pigs because they were gluttons and they ate up all the food for some important guest to the Boo Boo Land... Wish I could turn people into pigs and cats and mosquitoes as well... And ducks, yar, ducks. Everyone should be turned into ducks. QUACK...

I initially wanted to post an entry here, and I did... But owing to certain circumstances, I'm currently very lazy, so I couldn't really be bothered to type a lot of words into the keyboard. So, an apology to you if you're expecting a long post...

Anyway, walked home with Wilfred just now. I walk home everyday, but Fred has been walking home for the past few days. (He lives at around Ang Mo Kio, or somewhere thereabouts...) Good exercise for him to cut down those excess mass...

I got an exceptional result for Social Studies. 35 out of 50... I think I thrashed everyone in the level... MUAHAHAHA... Okie, shaldn't be too proud, or later Jia Hong say I'm like Jun Yuan again... A2 for Mathematics, B3 for Additional Mathematics... B4 for Chemistry, C6 for Physics... Good for my standards so far, but sort of wishing I'll get slightly higher.

Whatever... I'll redraw my apology earlier, cos I realised this post is quite long already... My fingers are aching from all these typing. Oh right, happy birthdays to Wilfred and Jun Xiong. Spawned date: August 05 1988, which is tomorrow... And Jun Xiong too, who share the exact same date with him.

Okie, I realised that the time now is (0130 hrs) a bit too late, since I've got school the next day, but never mind. I can't be bothered with sleeping anyway, cos I'm Iron-Man, and Iron-Mans don't need sleep... Erm, more about my doings...

I had my aunt and 6-year-old cousin coming over this weekend for a stay-over, so my house is more rowdy than usual... Which is a good thing, cos my house has been too quiet very lately. And believe me, 6-year-olds are terrors. At the sge of 6, these kids can run and jump and talk non-stop and whine and do absolutely anything destructive. They're not like their 3 year old counterparts, who at best, can only whine and cry and demand attention. So with a FEMALE 6-year-old cousin over at my house, it's complete pandemonium... My cousin finds it highly entertaining to hear me scream while she's pulling my hair, or force me at "gun-point" to piggy-back her everywhere, et cetra... *bites my lips*... But she's still quite cute, considering the disasters she created, AND I'm still cuter than her... As a result, last night I couldn't get to bed early, as she demanded that I play with her some pointless taxi-tourage game, and Cheryn chose an inconvenient time to call while my hair was being pulled by my cousin...

I only woke up at 0930 this morning, which was quite late by my standards, considering I wake up early on my Sunday mornings. Ate a hasty breakfast, then rushed over to my school to retrieve the last ticket to the concert... Oh right, I forgot to address the concert tickets... Okie, here's the complete story:~

My school is having this Elégance à l' Esplanade this afternoon. Think it's French, so go ask Ben Wong for the translation... Anyway, it's this Gala concert of my school's choir, symphony band, dance group and chinese orchestra at Esplanade Concert Hall. Sounds interesting to me, and it's my school anyway, so I placed orders for a ticket. Along with me who too placed tix were Daniel Basuki, Yicheng, and George with his "female friend". Initially we place orders with Mrs Pang through the office, but we changed our minds and placed the orders with Liang Hao, a class-mate of ours in choir... But disaster struck on Friday evening. Liang Hao left the tix unattended for a while and it got stolen. *Gasp* Yep, all 5 tix for us were stolen. But by some stroke of fortunate cosmic events, he managed to get back all the tix from the thief, except one which the thief kept at his home... Then Liang Hao agreed to pass the last ticket by putting it my locker, and all I have to do is to go down to collect it....

Uh-huh, that's the story of the stolen-but-retrieved tix...Liang Hao must really have his lucky stars with him to get those tix back... Yar, back to my original day account. After I got back all the tickets, I went over for Sunday service. Over there, those tix got stolen yet again, but this time it was Cheryn and Dora who were behind it... Dora was dividing the tix equally between herself, her brother, her sister, her mum and her dad, then Cheryn went further on to "hide" all the tix in different pages of her Bible... As if I can't find them... But their stealing wasn't considered "intentional", more like "playfully". But anyway, they returned the tix eventually without me having resort to violence, although Dora did pinch me twice...

Left the service halfway through the sermon, then rushed to City Hall MRT to meet the rest of the guys. Yup, I took the MRT, after about 4 months since I last boarded an actual MRT... I'm so proud of myself that I managed to get there without going in the wrong direction... Haha... And when Basuki heard of the tix being stolen, he went "Huh? Really arh?"... George was still " wanting to punch the guy who stole it", Yich heard of Cheryn hiding the tix and went "Expected...". And ol' Georgey's "female friend" turned out to be Kim...

Our seats were located at the second circle, which were quite good seats actually. The concert itself was a blast... The dance group were quite comical, cos they don't seem to be very enthusiastic and looked as if someone forced them to dance... But the choir was brilliant. They did this play-musical thing titled "The Reluctant Dragon", something about St Gearge killing a dragon according to the English legends... The band was playing the exact same songs as their last Aesthetique, then the chinese orchestra was quite good as well...

That was basically my entire day... Somewhere in the evening just now I brought my cousin out for a walk to buy food. Well, my aunt and cousin left for home after dinner, so at least there's some peace now at home... Gotta go sleep now, it's getting real late now...