Cell Bio pickup lines.

Spent morning editing, afternoon sleeping, and evening reading Cell Bio notes.

Yeahp, just summed up my day in a sentence.

Spent quite a bit of time looking up the Royal Wedding, and watching the Shaytards vlogs, too, but that shall be totally compensated by my soon-to-be ridiculously effective studying.

Pickup lines. Yes, pickup lines. With creating pickup lines related to concepts in our Cell Bio notes, I have discovered that yes, it is relatively easier to remember things now, 'cause I just love pickup lines.

So this is a list of the pickup lines we came up with tonight, (apart from the ever-famous 'If I could be an enzyme I'd be helicase so I could unzip your genes" line).

We're like centrioles; we exist as a pair. (MJ came up with this one and tweeted it, which kind of got my pickup-line juices working.)

You're the Guanine to my Cytosine, the Adenine to my Thymine, the pyrimidines to my purines. (Further note from Fatinn, the Adenine to my Uracil in RNA.)

If I could be an enzyme I'd be helicase so I could unzip your genes. (Ripped off the internet.)

If I were DNA polymerase III, you'd be my RNA primer; I can't do a thing without you. (Wei Ren pointed out that DNA polymerase I rewrites RNA primer as DNA, but then eventually our DNA would be one.)

Not even the strongest of spindle fibres could pull us apart. (Joo Kee made some comment about this affecting the cell cycle, but that's okay. If our cells die out, our cells die out, all for the sake of love.)

"stop it yawen YOU'RE GOING CRAZYYYY" (Woan Chyi's comment after seeing all this on Facebook)

We're like the large and small subunits of a ribosome. Without each other we can't function.

If I were a tRNA and you were a ribosome, I'd get rid of your E site so I'd never have to leave you.

Can you be a vesicle tonight? 'Cause I'm a lysosome and we need to fuse. (I can't believe I came up with this one. Oh what was I thinking.)

When I see your face, it's like my brain cells are soaked in Protoslo. (Mitra's.)

Okay, enough of nerdy flirting for tonight. Need to shower and watch the latest episode of Glee.

P.S. Time goes slower when you're listening to classical music.

Passion.

Going to rush out this post in five minutes, because I'm waiting for roll call before I shower, and I'm in no mood to do anything else before I'm clean and refreshed from an entire day at school.

Just got back from filming stuff for this competition Cikgu's entering. I love filming when our actors are compliant (and talented, too, but that's a bonus when time is limited). I've missed filming and editing with Ash, and I've missed the Mac lab, so I've finally had a taste of that today, after months (and a week of no CCA).

Yes, we do it for the love. For the love. It's part of my MSN personal message, because the moment I heard Michael Jackson say it, I didn't want to ever forget it. I like to remind myself that I should do things for the love of doing those things, and do things for the love of an awesome life, and simply, for the love is what everything should be done for.

In this case, it's not just a love for scripting (the hardest part, yes), filming and editing. It's for the love of creating something out of nothing that we can manipulate in so many ways to touch you, to astound you, to send a deep, powerful message to you, to make you laugh, to make you cry, to make you experience emotions you never have. That is the love of filmmaking.

And yes, we love it. One of the most amazing feelings ever is being able to sit back and watch with other people the videos you've created, and have them say at the end, "Heck, that's awesome".

This is why people enter the industry. It's an art, it's fulfilling, it's amazing.

It'll probably never happen, but it's fun to dream what things would be like as some ridiculously famous director and have people listen to you and be okay with you ordering them about because you know your stuff, man.

Anyway, feels like the semester's already over, but exams are just around the corner so there's no way that's happening.

Cell Bio today was fun. Passed that quiz I seriously thought I was going to fail. Extremely surprised, yes. After a tonne of quite unpleasant wake-up calls, it feels rather good to exceed my own expectations once in a while.

Then presented our Cell Bio game. A huge thanks to Zhen Jie, Wei Qi and Verena for being awesome and cooperative and generally being okay with my stupid ideas. Ever-so-grateful, I am. So, so glad Dr Low liked our game (or at least he implied it, which is totally good enough for me). Work and money and effort totally paid off.

Math with Mr Chia after that. It's official, Mr Chia is awesome. He thinks our lame jokes are funny, and has even started picking up our "Glennnn"-ing whenever we have to blame anyone for anything. I don't think I can imagine a Math lesson without him anymore.

Econs presentation after Math (yay, pun). Didn't get trolled, thank goodness. But we could've dealt with it anyway. Was feeling fairly confident and capable of kicking any troller's ass.

Best presentation day ever.

Physics in-class assignment was well, unprepared for, but well, fingers crossed to passing.

Physics, oh Physics. I like you, because you make sense.

Okay, going off now. Tired tired tired but sleep is for sissies.

It needs to be kept at an extreme minimum for the following fortnight.

Adieu.

P.S. Fingers crossed Dr Low gets to teach us again next sem. We like him.

Happiness is a choice.

Listening to Kurt Schneider, Sam Tsui and Christina Grimmie's cover of Nelly's 'Just A Dream' right now. Haven't talked about Kurt for a while, but that's because he's probably been busy with other things.

We can't always do the things we love to do because there are other things that are more crucial in life (like you know, to ensure a financially stable future, et cetera).

I believe the probable ultimate goal in life is to wind up doing what you love for a living. You'd be able to enjoy life to the fullest, 'cause work wouldn't seem like work anymore when you enjoy it. And when you enjoy doing something, you'd do it well and won't procrastinate, and then you'd have more time for other awesome things. Life would be great and you'd die a happy, fulfilled person.

But that's also when people learn how to compromise. Life doesn't always take you where you'd like to end up, and if you can't learn how to be okay with it you're going to be living a sad, depressed life, which isn't great at all. So yeah, learning how to make do with what you have is another probably ultimate goal in life too, 'cause ultimately, we all want to be happy.

Happiness is a choice. Shaycarl says that, and when I watch his vlogs and see his family, it makes me want to become a better person in life. There's absolutely no reason to be miserable and depressed all the time. Absolutely none.

Positive outlook.

Had our Boarding briefing today during ACE, which meant we had to sit in the Audi for an hour and become enlightened about the school's Enhanced Boarding Programmed. Oh, enhanced.

It's become this new thing when we pass each other in the hostel to raise your eyebrows and go, "Enhanced? Since when?" Never knew that.

It's not like the hostel doesn't try though. The food's definitely better, for one. And the people are great, so there's no complaining there.

Anyway, it's funny listening to non-hostel people talk about what it's going to be like next year, 'cause we know the hostel inside out, and we know no words can truly describe what it's like. We never leave school. School is our all. It's a full-time commitment. That's all I've got to say.

All right, going off now.

Sleep is essential.

Night.

P.S. Oh man, it's going to be weird staying with our batch next year. I mean, we're so used to it being only us, when an odd hundred or so people you know suddenly start sharing living space with you, I have a feeling it's going to seem like a whole new place.

Resilience.

Hm, there's currently something wrong with my eyes. Can't focus 'cause they're (or it's) tired.

Yeah, that's the problem with only using one eye at a time. Sometimes it just takes a toll on your eyeballs, you know. Spent most of my afternoon drawing up our game board for Cell Bio (I know it's awfully last minute, and I deprecate myself because of that), which meant sitting on the floor drawing and shading in squares. I'm going to get myself a pair of reading glasses. Or a monocle. Either one.

Anyway, deteriorating eyesight and last-minute work aside, exams are near, and that's all the more reason to get all work done and over with.

School today was fine.

Had Malay, then Chem (man I'm going to miss Mrs Chong if she isn't teaching us again next sem), then went out with Wai Yin to get stuff before Econs.

It's fun having WCP so close to school, and knowing there's Clementi Mall if it fails you. That's one thing I like about Singapore. Whenever you need anything, all you have to do is get some friends (optional, but recommended) and step out for a while. It's like almost everything's within walking distance (because there's public transport).

In Brunei, if I wanted to get anything, or go anywhere, I'd have to get my parents to drive me there. Everything's so sparsely located back home. (It'll be a totally different story once I learn how to drive, though.)

All right, going off now. Eyes hurt.

Adieu.

P.S. Seems like there's a bug goin' round. Don't know what illness this is, but apparently half of 7A didn't go to school today. Oh no.

Prospects.

Maroon 5 concert has just ended, and I'm stuck here in my room watching people post comments about how awesome they are and about how truly sexy Adam Levine is in person.

But no, no regrets, no feeling of envy whatsoever. It's fun because I can totally keep emotions in check now.

So yeah, I made the decision to not attend the concert, because I figured, if I were to ever spend money and time (and loads of that) on a concert it would be when MCR come and perform. Oh I'm waiting for that day when their World Contamination Tour comes to Asia (it is, after all, called the World Contamination Tour).

That would be the day I readily spend hundreds of dollars on concert tickets.

Yeah, Maroon 5 has been one of the biggest bands in my life, 'cause I've known them since like, forever (which here means since I discovered music and stuff), and I might've felt a tinge of sadness here and there for missing them, but keeping the prospect of MCR in mind just makes me feel okay again.

Mmm, concerts. Amazing things to attend, those.

Anyway, school today went down fine. Effects of brain dead-ness from last night were probably carried forward to today. Couldn't stop yawning, but I'm sure plenty of sleep will cure that.

English was spent doing random things, 'cause Mr Chin let us do our own things after the last two presentations happened.

Then finished off our sequences notes during Math. It gets ridiculously complicated towards the end, and it's just like, wow. Did not know it could get that bad, but then again, it's Math, so no questions asked.

Mr Chia owned people today. I don't know why, but he came up with like, the best remarks and comebacks, and it was awesome. Entertainment, definitely.

Physics was spent doing random things too, like talk about Cell Bio. Then did the revision MCQ questions. Skipped the refraction questions, because I don't like dealing with angles and stuff.

Okay, going off now.

Work never ends.

Night.

P.S. Yos has this huge scratch on his shin 'cause he walked into a table in the theatrette last week. I swear those things are dangerous.

Report-writing marathon.

Long weekend is over, but it's seemed so very short. It's probably because of all that work I've been doing.

And now that I've done all that work, I've only got a lot of work left to do before I can start focusing on horrible horrible exams looming ahead.

Oh joy.

Oh no, I think I've caught Wan Shen's bout of extreme bitter sarcasm. That's not good. Have to keep things positive and indifferent-ish.

So yeah, had an epic report-writing marathon over the weekend. I must say, I feel awfully proud of myself but at the same time quite appalled at the amount of work I've managed to not do.

Since Thursday, I've probably written at least three thousand words in reports. A hundred or so for Geog, well over a thousand for Malay, a few hundred for Econs, and I finished up a 2300+ word report on the diagnosis of Mycobacterium tuberculosis for DV.

Yes, it's insane, but somehow I sort of enjoyed writing that report for DV. It's like there's a teeny, masochistic part of me that actually likes reading tonnes of longwinded, complicated, acronym-filled medical journals. Oh God help me.

All that report-writing has probably killed my eyes. Can't really focus on my laptop screen for too long now (and hence I'm typing out this post staring at my keyboard).

And like, yeah, that pretty much summed up my long weekend.

Adieu.

P.S. Report-writing marathon has left me in a zombie-like state for hours now, where I just sit here and stare blankly at real-life work (i.e. work where you actually have to write things down on paper) not knowing what to do. Must pull myself together by tomorrow or I'm doomed.

Scott Pilgrim.

My report-writing streak is still ongoing, and I'm totally on a roll and it's making me feel good about myself, but it's killing my eyes.

Note-to-self: Look outside once in a while.

It also doesn't help that I only use one eye at a time. Overstraining is not good.

I sort of enjoy lazy Saturdays where I just sit around doing work and checking out random music videos on YouTube when I get sick of work (which is often). Listening to Neon Trees' 'Animal' at the moment, 'cause Woan Chyi's been singing it since seeing it covered on Glee and I heard it on one of the Shaytards' vlogs today (I'm still a week and a half behind).

Also, I discovered Parachute and fell completely in love with this song. It's great, yes.

I realise I've settled into this sort of routine where I use wifi early in the morning and late at night (like now, for example) and then switch to LAN connection (and get of Twitter) when massive Internet research and YouTube video-watching is required.

Being off Twitter still gives me this feeling of disconnection and loss, but work has to be done, and I'm impatient.

Had lunch and dinner downstairs today with Woan Chyi, Wee Thean and Kelvin, which is a rare occasion for all of us considering it's a weekend, and we've always got our own things going on and either eat out, order in, or skip meals.

Hooray for long weekends.

Night.

P.S. I've taken to reading Scott Pilgrim online, and I absolutely love it. I think I might have an affinity for things that don't make sense.

A Friday that is Good.

Here on wifi, looking up traditional Malay clothing and typing out this post at the same time.

It's fun to accomplish goals, so I'll set a goal for myself tonight to finish our Malay project before I go to sleep. It'd be epic if I manage to finish this in a day, but then again it's only a thousand words minimum and I've written a two thousand word report in a night before.

Oh magical Googling.

I don't know whether it's really awesome or really sad that I spend so much of my time Googling random things that I've become ridiculously good at Googling.

Spent most of my day trying to do some Physics and Googling, Googling and Googling some more.

It definitely doesn't help that our LAN connection seems to have a penchant for being unable to locate Google for around ten to fifteen minutes at a time, leaving me all hopeless and not knowing what to do. Too much dependence there, I think.

Went out with Woan Chyi and Wee Thean for dinner. Malaysians, oh Malaysians. Wee Thean denounced his Malaysian citizenship a while ago, claiming he was ashamed of the "blond-ness" of most of the Malaysian girls in our vicinity. But I dunno, man. Girls tend to do that sometimes.

Then went to NTUC and bought cereal. I love cereal. Yum.

Okay, back to report-writing now.

Adieu.

P.S. Yes, I am antisocial. And yes, I like writing reports (most of the time).

Mind games.

Tired, sleepy, it's hot and humid, and I've a tonne of work to do, but life still goes on.

Had PE, where we discovered the magical psychological effect of the "magic mat" (as we've now come to know it as), where our PE teacher placed one of the sit-up mats on the standing board jump mat and everyone magically improved. I find it quite amazing, really. The power of the human mind in setting limitations for ourselves.

We're only not able to do things because that's what we tell keep telling ourselves. Like, oh you suck, you won't be able to do that. But you know, it's good to keep your mind open to possibilities and to the fact that human limits are only bound by how much we let ourselves achieve.

Cool stuff, definitely.

Had non-existent Malay afterwards, where we sat in the canteen talking about how Koreans looked alike and me trying to accomplish some work for our Geog "mini project".

Then had Geog, so proceeded to spend two hours talking with Chee Seng and Adithya trying to get our work done. Not bad, really, and a huge thanks to Cheese for doing all the Diggo stuff. A lot of groups are submitting their work on Monday, but it feels good to be almost done with it so we can hand it in then too.

Presented during English. As Joo Kee brought up, we shouldn't be getting carried away and losing our cool when dealing with retarded questions, because that's not cool, and we'll totally regret it afterwards and be ashamed. Well yeah, life lessons learnt. No point in arguing over small matters.

Then had Math, where we tried to finish our assignment 5 in class but failed, so now we get to take it home and ponder over the questions there instead (or in my case, back to my room which is in school anyway, so no difference there).

Cluster outing, and now I'm exhausted.

No school tomorrow. It's a Good Friday.

Going to grasp the opportunity to actually get things done.

But first, a bit of sleep is required.

Night.

P.S. Sensitivity. Boy, do we have to work on that.

Zoo.

Just got back from our Bio D field trip to the zoo (which I seriously think we ran at a loss now, 'cause we were in a hurry and didn't take the time to enjoy our free entry), and now waiting for our pizza to arrive.

Yes, we did order pizza. That is because on some nights after outings, we just don't feel like coming back to hostel food and all.

Yeah, we indulge. Judge us, but we enjoy ourselves, and that's what matters. After all, when you don't have a home to go to, where there's home-cooked food waiting for you and a family to converse with, friends and pizza is all we've got, really.

Although I have to say it's definitely fun, this hostel life.

Did that hostel survey thing last night, and realised that I kind of enjoy staying here. I like feeling relieved that we live so ridiculously close to school, and the way people envy us when we don't have to take long bus or MRT rides back. And I like that hostel people will forever remain "hostel people". It feels good.

Hungry.

Anyway, my battle with the hostel Internet connection continues, so that's definitely a downside.

Sex ed today was awesome, because we spent most of the time listening to Mr Yeo tell us life stories about him and his past girlfriends and his friends' dating experiences. Definitely beats following a syllabus set by the MoE (on sexual education? Come on, man).

He asked us how many people have been in relationships before, and none of us save Insan raised their hands. Man, we just are that sad.

But hey, we come from nerd school. What do you expect? It's probably partly a priority thing, and that a lot of us don't care, and it's probably partly because we're so unappealing nobody wants to date us. Oh depressing thoughts.

Anyway, I kinda agree that you can't just teach anyone how to handle relationships. We're individuals. Everyone's different and there's no fixed method to this.

I guess there's no harm in knowing the protocol though.

All right, going off now.

Arrivederci.

P.S. Realised we don't have Malay or Geog tomorrow, which means five and a half hours straight of no lessons. Yay.

Shanghai 2011

Haven't posted for quite a while, 'cause for some reason the wifi connection on our floor suddenly disappeared for a few days, and now that it's back, I'm so thankful to be able to post here and be on Twitter again.

Oh, I love Twitter. It's like my lifeline now. It keeps me in touch with the world, and gives me a place to dump all my random thoughts and things I want to say to the world. It's an amazing place. And it's addictive.

Twitter-withdrawal is something I don't want to go through again. I think Twitter helps me keep my thoughts in check.

Anyway, went to Jean's birthday barbeque after Speech Day after additional Cell Bio, and here's the vlog 'cause it'll definitely show more than words, and this is just a quick update post to let people know I'm still alive.

Went out for lunch with my dad on Saturday 'cause he happened to be in the country for a day or two. Finally got myself the two Robin Hobb books I wanted (to complete The Farseer Trilogy that started off with 'Assassin's Apprentice', which is really good).

Went out for lunch with Fatinn yesterday. Got ourselves a bit of sustenance at Fair Price, 'cause without food there is no energy to do work. Oh yes.

Watched presentations during English today. We definitely need to brush up on our slides and come up with a speech if we don't want to get brutally butchered by our classmates and 06 combined on Thursday. Scary thoughts.

Then had Math, where sequences just gets increasingly complicated.

And then four hours of Physics. Glad I'm still alive.

Okay, going off now.

Adieu.

P.S. It's like on days I don't post, it feels like those days didn't happen. It's good to sit down and reflect on your day once in a while.

P.P.S. Disappointing F1 race was disappointing.

Mentality.

Short post for today, 'cause I'm sleepy yet stubbornly want to post.

No PE today, which was kind of a disappointment, because I sort of do like PE, despite how much I like to avoid ball games.

Hung around class for a while. This is what iPods are for. When you don't feel like talking to anyone and when you're doing something menial like shading in facial shadows, it gives you good music, yes.

Then had Malay, where Aisyah and I took a forever to come up with FFB (that's frasa-frasa berbunga for you). I think we might suck the most, but that's okay. We can work on that (I always say this but never actually do. ...I'll work on that).

The problem with Aisyah is that her self-esteem is so bloody low. No Aisyah, you're not stupid. Stop thinking that. People are only as capable as they allow themselves to be.

Potential-stretching. Now that's a hard one. Everyone's got to find that drive, but I think I might have lost it temporarily. I've done absolutely nothing much tonight. Drive will come back, I hope. Soon. Soon. Very soon. In fact, I've got an appointment with my drive tomorrow morning. Yeah. Totally. So I tell myself.

I realise I've stopped hating Math (and heck did I use to). I've also stopped telling myself I suck at subjects I used to suck at. And now I find them quite tolerable. And it's awesome.

Went out after Geog after English after Math (whee pun again).

Had dinner at WCP with Kelvin, Wei Ren, Wee Thean and KT, where we got Jean's birthday present(s) afterwards. It's going to be epic, I swear.

Okay, going off now. Speech Day may be tomorrow, but just because we don't have to wake up early doesn't mean we have to sleep late.

Night.

P.S. It's all in the mind.

PDA.

Just started watching Black Adder, and it's ridiculously funny.

Rowan Atkinson's genius, I suppose.

Anyway, filler picture here of the random doodling I've been doing in Econs.

School today was just fine. Had Bio D, and learnt an astoundingly little bit about mammals, then had Math, where we did more stuff on sequences.

Sex ed during ACE after Math (because I do love the pun).

Went over to 01 to combine with the 01 and 09 girls. Ms Fong is an awesome sex ed teacher, 'cause she says things so matter-of-factly, and it's like yet another Bio lesson.

Yeah, I do not think PDA is appropriate at all. I don't see how hugging or kissing or making out in public will show your partner you love them. Not at all. In fact, it's more of the contrary.

No respect whatsoever.

Just don't do it. It's a horrible thing to do. If you were married and stuck in a bedroom with nothing better to do then that's acceptable, but there's absolutely no reason to become all exhibitionist.

I just think it's weird, that's all.

Had Chem afterwards. Reaction rates and such. Not so comfortable dealing with all the logarithmic stuff, but that's okay, I supposed I can totally deal with that. Oh, and passed my Chem test, thankfully.

DV was all right, 'cause we spent most of the time talking about random things while trying to type out our review about TB diagnosis. Also spent half the time being brainwashed by Yos and Kelvin about how awesome Indonesia is and how it's such a brilliant place and how their language is better and whatnot.

I have to say that I love Brunei, because no matter what, it's still home.

Peaceful, quiet, uneventful, cute, boring, even. It doesn't matter. I like it that way.

I bet they just miss home too.

Okay, going off now. Not bothered to do any work today. Definitely turning in early. Sleep is what I need, yes.

Night.

P.S. I absolutely love how there's so much sexual innuendo in 'Black Adder', and I love it's crude, crude humour. And I love the way they speak in it, too.

P.P.S. The hostel Internet connection has sunk to all new levels of slow and retarded. I don't know what the problem is, but it's frustrating.

P.P.P.S. What's not frustrating is the weather. It's lovely.

Heterocercal.

Watching this right now, and I could cry.

It's so beautiful. What can I say, I love MCR.

Taking a break from Bio D (and sweet, sweet arthropods) and DV for a while so I can come here and talk about life and other things that are probably insignificant as compared to the future I won't be able to have if I fail all my modules spending so much time procrastinating on the Internet.

Oh fun.

Had this briefing during Mentoring about this friendship collage thing the school is organising. I can't do digital art for nuts, and it's making me feel all insecure. I should learn if I don't know, but there's just something about good ol' pencil and paper that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. What can I say, I'm traditional.

Had Malay afterwards. Ujian just killed my self-esteem once again. Horrendous vocabulary and grammar. It sucks to know that you suck, but it's better than not knowing you suck, because when you know you suck, you'll be able to work on it.

Had Chem after that. Talked about reaction rates and orders and stuff about integration that probably confused the hell out of me, if it weren't for Mrs Chong constantly reminding us that we didn't have to know how to derive the formulas. I don't know, it's just that sometimes my brain refuses to think.

Continued random doodling in Econs, half-listening to our teacher talk about how to answer essay questions. Been through the same thing in Geog, but now I have this nagging feeling I'm missing out on the major hints she was dropping us.

Okay, now back to Bio D and TB.

Adieu.

P.S. Rebecca Black's "new single", 'Prom Night', isn't hers at all. Feel bad for assuming she was stupid enough to produce another song almost identical to Friday, but with worse lyrics (as if that was possible).

P.P.S. Loving the weather 'cause it's been all cold and rainy for the past few days.

Strawberry DNA.

Listening to some Fall Out Boy at the moment, because sometimes you just have to lower your barriers and give into the sweet, old memories.

Oh, FOB always reminds me of Myra, 'cause I know she's probably going to be the most die-hard FOB fan I'll ever know. Ever.

MSPSBS, what's happened to you?

Weird day today, 'cause we started off being ridiculously high. No idea why though. Probably because our brains were all so confused about it feeling so much like a Friday on a Monday and knowing the following day isn't the start of another weekend they just lost it.

Feel bad for having Kian Wee produce two sets of cheek cell mixture, 'cause there was no way in hell I'd spit anything out of my mouth for a prac. Ever. I can't bring myself to do it. It's so bloody unsanitary.

But yeah, managed to extract some awesome-looking DNA-stuff. Didn't expect it to be so sticky, but hey, Dr Low liked our strawberry DNA extract, so I feel good about that.

Most eventful Cell Bio prac ever.

Had Math after that, and was pretty relieved 'cause we don't have to deal with complex numbers during class anymore. Life is easier when you're learning about sequences and not trying to calculate things from Argand diagrams.

Econs after Math (pun intended). Continued our discussion on transport. Still pretty interesting. Some people might tell us Econs is useless, but when you come to think of it, so's Physics and Chem O (no offense). Equally useless, but it interests us, and that's what matters, ultimately.

Physics presentations after Econs. Oh let's not talk about that.

CCA was probably the most slack session ever. I'm a horrible president.

Okay, going off now. Been a long day, and I can only survive this long.

Night.

P.S. Free Cone Day tomorrow. No point in queuing, but if you had the time, why not for the fun of it? I wish I had the time. Besides, how could anyone say no to free ice cream?

Sepang 2011

Typing out this post while I wait for Justin Bieber's 'Never Say Never' to load on Youtube, because the Internet connection here is still atrociously slow when it comes to YouTube, and because I'm simply curious as to what the rest of 'Never Say Never' sounds like.

Yes, I do only know that one line.

As we've been discussing for the past 24 hours, there is absolutely no reason for us to hate Justin Bieber now. I guess all this hatin' just stems from other people unreasonably hating him, and probable jealousy and confusion regarding his age, gender and unbroken voice, and when other people start to hate it's just rather contagious.

So yes, we've broken out of that, and I can safely confess that I now find Justin Bieber rather tolerable, and that you have to hand it to him; he's younger than I am and has made a bigger impact on the world than I probably ever will in my entire lifetime.

Hmm, what have I been doing wrong?

It's all about location, I guess. Location, location, location.

Okay, so spent today lounging around, trying to get some work done.

Race was at Sepang today, which meant it was a little closer to home, and that it was funny to hear all the commentators/F1 bloggers complain about the heat, 'cause we have to bear it all the time.

Congratulations to Vettel and Red Bull for clinching yet another victory.

Kind of disappointed in Ferrari's results though, 'cause you just know Alonso could've been on the podium today if it weren't for his DRS failure and that little accident with Hamilton. And Massa, oh Massa, poor thing. Kind of makes you wonder if he's losing his driving edge.

Stanley's spotted a little pattern emerging here. Last race, it was Vettel, Hamilton (McLaren), Petrov (Renault) in the top three. This race, it was Vettel, Button (McLaren), Heidfeld (Renault). Interesting indeed.

Man I really wish I could see all this stuff in action. I've said this before and I'll say it again: Watching numbers and names on a screen doesn't even beat watching half a minute of the race live on television.

And to quote Vettel from Stanley:

'Seb on his start "I thought I had a good start and then, you know, I saw Lewis lining up behind me quickly, um, and then I was surprised, going into turn 1, all of a sudden, I saw something black in my mirror."' Awesomeness. That made my day.

Going off now, Friday tomorrow.

This timetable swap thing the school management keeps doing is messing with my mind.

P.S. Okay, now I've heard it, and despite how ironic the phrase "never say never" is, we all know it sends out a good message. Haters gotta hate, man.

P.P.S. I wish YouTube would pay me to vlog too. But I haven't tried so I'll never know.

Never Say Never

Won't be able to get onto Twitter or post this post for a while, 'cause I'm currently connected to the internet through a LAN port, which ensures a less frustrating and much faster uploading of today's vlog.

Usually have stuff to vlog about whenever I go out, so yeah, I did go out today.

Went to Marina Square (and its vicinity) with Fatinn, Fatin 2.0 (this is what we call the junior Fatin), Emily, Hafiy, Yee Rou and Mahadhir. Sometimes, you just get so sick of being stuck in the same area for so long, you just have to get out, even when there's no purpose whatsoever.

Stir crazy, yes. (How sad is it that I learnt this term from playing The Sims 3? Speaking of which, I haven't played in ages 'cause once I start I can't stop, and that would be really bad for me considering our workload.)

Anyway, watched 'Limitless', and then talked a tonne about Justin Bieber (and his movie 'Never Say Never'), and then walked around a bit.

'Limitless' was quite all right, except for the fact that it just seemed so inconclusive. I'm not sure what made me felt that way, but it just did. As if there were just some issues left unresolved. But yes, the idea was definitely interesting. It makes you wonder if we could ever be able to take a pill that guaranteed brain-use enhancement, and where that would be able to take us. Probably way beyond our limits, as the movie title suggests.

Wanted to look for 'Royal Assassin' by Robin Hobb (second book of the Farseer Trilogy, yes, I admit I absolutely adore trilogies), but upon it not being there, I got myself 'Dreadfully Ever After' (wonderfully titled sequel to 'Pride and Prejudice and Zombies'), 'The Bro Code' (a real-life reference to How I Met Your Mother), and 'Stardust' by Neil Gaiman (because I loved the movie).

Oh books. I love books. They've always offered me a little window of escape from reality, somewhere full of happening I could immerse myself in and feel right at home in. Mm yeah.

Okay, going off now. Vlog is done uploading.

Night.

P.S. 'Limitless' is based on a book released in 2001 under the title 'The Dark Fields' by Alan Glynn. Interesting.

P.P.S. Also, got myself a full set of 'Black Adder', seasons 1-4. Awesomeness much.

Cool.

While my Internet connection dies and withers away under the pressure of YouTube videos (actually, I'm still trying to catch up on the Shaytards' vlogs, still two weeks behind), I'm here to type about my day like I always do because sometimes my brain needs reminding that I'm still able to speak proper English.

It's hard not to fall under the influence of more "Asian" English, but yeah, I try. Even though people think I talk funny, I like the way I talk, and that's that.

Okay, so yeah, it's yet another Friday today (oh man that was so quick, it's like we're jumping from one Rebecca Black-referencing day to another).

Had Cell Bio, and I swear Dr Low just gets lamer and lamer. Protein synthesis from DNA today. Makes me wonder if I really want to Honour Bio next year. Yes, yes I do want to. It's all for the sake of interest.

Then had a Math test. Wasn't as prepared as I'd liked to have been, but yes I can pass this one.

Watched some video on the market structure of public transport in Singapore during Econs. Pretty interesting stuff. Also, I've developed a bad habit of doodling in every Econs class. Not good.

Physics straight after that. Talked a bit about light and reflection, and a lot about lame, completely unrelated things. That's Physics for you.

Burnt our Bio D vid into a CD Verena donated to us, and then handed it in.

Then went for CCA. I swear, next sem we're going to be totally productive. Wan Shen (who's in freaking Infocomm) told me earlier on that we seem slack, and I take that as a total insult. It's time to get real and stop viewing Media as some CCA to join simply for the sake of slacking. Where's your passion, people?

Then went out for dinner with Wee Thean and Kelvin. Same old same old.

Okay, going off now 'cause I'm completely worn out from a week of sleeping considerably later, physical exertion (yeah, I'm just that unfit), and used-up mental capacity.

Night.

P.S. Open house tomorrow. Should I go? Of course I should. I live here.

P.P.S. It feels weird to not be involved this year. Mr Yeo offered me a spot in doing Physics demonstrations, but refused 'cause I don't want to embarrass myself by getting all my concepts wrong.

P.P.P.S. IT'S CAPS LOCK DAY TOMORROW. GET READY.

Expectations.

It's funny how I was going to talk about schoolwork, and then I realise a 7.4 magnitude earthquake has struck Japan ridiculously recently and like, wow.

In school, our world is pretty simple. We attend class, do homework, study for exams, hang out with friends, and that's it.

And then while we're caught up in the turmoil of our little world, you've got all this happening out there in the big world.

It's big, man.

So in this small world I'm completely content to immerse myself in, I realise there are expectations to video-making now. It's like, just because I'm from Media I have to produce brilliant videos.

Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love producing videos and editing and filming and stuff like that, but right now, for Bio D, I don't see us getting anywhere brilliant. But that's okay, because it was sort of last-minute, and snails are hard to work with when you decide to not put human actors in your video at all.

So, yeah. It's pretty short, and people are going to question me (because they say I'm the Media pres and all, and it has to like, be awesome), but that's okay.

Sometimes, things just go that way. I'm happy for our video 'cause we sort of make the most of what little footage we have. So be it.

Hmm, expectations.

Tired now, and sort of sore 'cause of NAPFA earlier this morning, but it's a Thursday night, which means I can not sleep and still be able to survive tomorrow 'cause it's a Friday which means the weekend is near.

Oh fun.

Didn't post yesterday 'cause I was busy doing things I can't seem to be able to recall.

Going off now, Math test tomorrow.

Night.

P.S. Yay, satisfying NAPFA, for once.

Snail therapy.

I don't want to think about it.

No, I won't think about it.

OKay, I won't dwell on it for long, but I have to say something about it here.

My Final Cut Pro won't run. I don't know why. Maybe it's because my hard drive ran out of space and I wiped a bunch of things out in order to import some footage last week, but I really don't know. It's horrible.

I feel horrible. FCP7 has like, turned into my lifeline. I need it to live, man. I love editing, and doing random things and effects and now it's just gone, especially when I need it the most.

Bio D vid is due on Friday and I feel so helpless not being able to do anything. Thought I'd feel so at home video-ing but man was I wrong. Totally lost now without FCP, but life goes on, and I'll probably go and see if I can borrow the Mac lab keys from Mr Xie tomorrow so I can edit once we have footage.

Simple stuff made complicated. We shouldn't think too much.

We'll see how things turn out tomorrow.

Anyway, speaking of footage for Bio D and speaking of tomorrow, we (Shuen, Zheng Wei and I) spent half an hour in the sun on the track trying to get Kelvin's snails to race each other, and now my eyeballs kind of hurt because I've been staring at my computer screen all evening looking for articles on TB diagnosis for DV tomorrow.

Snail footage continues tomorrow, hopefully.

And it's funny how my eyes hurt when reading research papers but I'm still here typing out this post when I'm supposed to be doing other things that do not involve the Internet or computers.

I'm in a bit of a dilemma right now, and it's not only 'cause of my dying laptop and already dead FCP. My phone won't charge right and I'm wondering if it's time to get myself a new phone.

Agh, money. So much thought. I'm thinking too much. Need to keep things simple.

Chem prac today was fun. Paired with Leyi and realised it's awesome to watch chemicals react. Like, visibly. Were the last ones to leave the lab 'cause we kept repeating whatever we might've screwed up, but that's okay. Mrs Chong was nice enough to wait for us (no, we weren't that late, it's just that everyone else left before we did).

Spent Econs doodling. Oh yeah, I love Econs. It's so common-sensical.

Going off now. Time to do those other things I keep talking about.

Adieu.

P.S. I discovered today during dinner that having snails crawl on your skin is one of the best feelings ever. So cooling and therapeutical. Snail therapy. It makes you feel so happy and peaceful. It should be the new "in" thing.

P.P.S. The hostel printer annoys me to no end.

Knowing.

Okay blogosphere. Hear me out here. I want to get charcoal pencils.

Like, not those pastels I got for myself that claim to have charcoal in "12 colours", but genuine charcoal pencils (with the wooden bits and all). It'd be awesome to be able to draw with those, I figure.

Graphite pencils give me great control and all, but I really, really want a darker tone. You know, fuller blacks ('cause I'm racist like that).

Anyway, untapped artistic talent aside (which probably doesn't exist anyway), school today was well, awesome.

Had English first thing in the morning, but Mr Chin wasn't here, so it resulted in a two-hour break. Tried and tried to do that Physics practical, but it was just confusing, so I left it at that and went to eat.

Had an hour and a half of Math afterwards. Oh imaginary numbers and vectors and everything. Is there a point in finding the equation for some imaginary number that represents a point of an isosceles triangle? I don't know. Perhaps there is.

Had Physics after Math, but Mr Yeo wasn't here either, which meant class officially ended for us. Oh how fun. I bet all the other classes were jealous of us and our epic amount of free time today.

Finished up the Physics prac, and then came back to sleep ('cause I was tired from doing nothing all day). Woke up right before CCA time, so decided to go down and check things out.

Spent my two hours scripting (or look up random facts about snails to be put into our Bio D video) and listening to Wei Ren talk about life. Yeah, life is hard, we know. But we get by.

Then had dinner. Om nom.

Then sat around writing a karangan and watching the Shaytards' vlogs.

Yeah. And now I'm here trying to find out how to draw good portraits.

Yeah, I try.

Night.

Crema de caracol.

Today's apparently Mother's Day. I say "apparently" because in this part of the world, it isn't Mother's Day yet. Second Sunday of May, that's what we're waiting for.

Anyway, I bring it up 'cause I don't believe in this "Mother's Day" stuff. It's like we need reminding about how awesome our mothers are and about how we owe it all to them that we're still alive to this day. We shouldn't. It should be totally clear to us and we shouldn't need reminding at all. (Hi mum.)

Thoughts aside, check out what happens when you disregard thought and blindly walk through rows of seats in the school Audi. Stupid flip-up tables. Made the same mistake twice and now I'm paying for it.

Wai Yin's hoping they'll like, merge together and form one huge, major bruise, but I dunno, man. It'll be like reverse cell division.

Note-to-self: When walking in the Audi, look down.

Going to sleep late tonight, 'cause I've got a karangan to write and a Physics practical to not do (because I don't get anything, and neither does anyone I've asked).

Spent all morning doing bits and pieces for our Physics project report, had lunch, finalised a few things with Zhen Jie for said report, did my Econs reflections (finally), watched some James Blunt music videos (I particularly like this one), downloaded 'So Far Gone' (so now I have a picture of Babytard in my iTunes), watched a few of the Shaytards' vlogs (I'm still two weeks behind), went out to eat with Adithya, Kelvin and Wee Thean, then came back and scripted our Bio D video with Zheng Wei.

Oh life.

Going off now, work awaits.

Adieu.

P.S. Snail slime skin cream, anyone? Sounds pretty convincing.

Rapping.

Talent Search semis today.

Oh yeah, fun.

It's funny how the same thing happens every single time I do this.

Practice, practice, feel secure, get kinda nervous, feel insecure, practice some more, become sort of secure again, practice, tell self not to be nervous, brainwash self into thinking self awesome, try not to shake so much (I don't know if this is from cold or from nerves, but shaking is bad), make mistakes, curse self, feel relieved because nobody noticed said mistakes.

Strange cycle.

I'll probably never be able to do a performance to perfection, but yes, I do try.

And it doesn't help that our week chock-full of tests and quizzes and other bits of work have taken away practice time.

Yes, I'd like to prove to people that I can do things right, and better than other people. Yes, I'd like to not waste my chance at momentary spotlight-hogging. Yes, I love the spotlight. It's addictive, man.

So yeah, took a bunch of results for Physics in the morning, then met up with Wai Yin to watch Aisyah, Rania, MJ and Winnie's dance performance, then last-minute practiced, hung around with Yen Ling while waiting for our turns (and watched a really cute Year 1/2 (one or two, not half) kid sing 'Baby', complete with the Ludacris rap), did stuff, watched other performances, went out to eat with Jon Koo and Wai Yin, came back, super tired, am going to sleep now.

Nervousness does take a huge toll on you, doesn't it?

I swear I will finish up our Physics report later.

Night.

P.S. Really do appreciate all the MAs for organising stuff. You know.

P.P.S. Do you know what made my day today? Seeing a group of little girls walk past a lingerie store, glance at the displays, and burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Oh so adorable. I wish we could go back to times when life was that simple.

Second.

Oh man, killer week is over, and now that I can take a break from revision (and other activities along that line), I've got to catch up on homework.

Homework, oh homework.

It's a hard decision to make, you know. When you have to choose between handing homework in on time and pass a test/quiz. It's hard. I absolutely hate handing work in after deadlines, but ever since this week of failure has started I honestly don't want to fail another/test/quiz ever, ever again.

Didn't post, because we were all busy as hell studying for Cell Bio (which was ridiculously hard and I hope I pass), Chem (which was horrible and I'd love to pass), and Physics (which was quite good, compared to the hell of Cell Bio and Chem prior to today).

Agh, horribleness.

But yeah, life goes on. We have to move on. One failure shouldn't stop us from moving on in life. Just because you've fallen down the stairs once doesn't mean you shouldn't ever take the stairs again. It's all a matter of being more careful next time.

Everybody screws up. To err is to human. I swear to God this is not going to get to me. I'm going to own the next Bio D quiz. Because I love Bio. Yeah, you heard me.

Anyway, boomz, it's April already. It's like the past three months have taken a forever and yet passed by so quickly.

The past few days have been hectic. Passed 2.4, thankfully. Had Sam run with me, and got a C. It's good to have someone with you when you run. It's like, yeah, don't stop, 'cause if you stop I have to to, and I don't want to stop, and if I stop you'd have to stop and I don't want that to happen, so I won't stop.

But yeah, we did stop to walk since we knew we had time. I'm probably going to make a gentle reminder for myself next year to not push things to the limit, 'cause twenty seconds slower and I would've gotten a D instead. Why oh why is my stamina so horrible? Because I don't train. I should train. But I don't. I wonder why.

Oh, and yes, I'm thankful for the Math department and their nice, lenient, "upgrading" of our assignments and graded class tasks. I really am. Without it I'd probably be screwing Math up. Heavy reliance there. Right now, I kinda like Math. It's okay. I understand it.

Math and I, we're having a truce. I like it that way.

Okay, I'm going off now. Much work has to be done.

Adieu.

P.S. Happy April Fools', everyone.

P.P.S. It seems like it's time I looked for some new songs to listen to.