Sacrifices.

It's past midnight, but I'm still up, because it's exam time, Reading Day is tomorrow (although by right our exams started with AP Mock Calculus on the 16th) and I have some studying to do.

Since I'm taking Calculus out of the equation (pun unintended), our first paper was today (or papers, if you take Mother Tongue).

The build-up to exams has been quite lax, because of the lack of class we've been having, and the staggered-ness of the papers. Last year, we had lessons all the way to the end, then a reading day, then nine papers within a week or so. And this year (for me, at least) it's a paper on the 16th, English today, Physio on Friday, Mol Gen on Monday (thank God for the weekend), and Chem on Wednesday. It's awesome because we get more time to study now, after the initial shock of realising exams were upon us.

Ms Dass treated us to cake on Tuesday for mentoring, because she's awesome that way. Then she let us finish watching '3 Idiots' during English (awesome movie. I don't think a remake into any other language or in any other way would be as successful, because the humour lies in it being Indian). I hope she marks my exam essay.

So yeah, today. Woke up at nine-ish, then wandered around the Internet reading random things so I'd feel a teeny bit more prepared for the general question I was going to attempt (unlike the questions that target specific topics, in our case poverty, globalisation and the environment, general questions are set by teachers as a test of courage and desperation, and as a test of how much random titbits of knowledge you have stored in your mind).

Went down for lunch with Aisyah and Si Min. Aisyah sprained her back, poor thing, so she couldn't sit/stand/walk/function properly. And after the paper, Wei Qi sprained her ankle going down stairs because I was talking to her and she missed a step. Whoops.

The paper, oh the paper. My question was "How much should one sacrifice for love?", which was a pretty ridiculous question, but I did it anyway. An hour and a half is not long enough to write about the deep, inner implications of all this, and I had to constantly remind myself to not digress and make my essay more rubbish than it was already going to be. Also had to like, fish myself out of going too deep, because when I do I make absolutely no sense. I hope, fingers crossed and pray hard, that I do not fail this.

Oh love.

In retrospect I also hope none of my friends read my essay because I was inevitably corny.

Ew.

Okay, going off now.

Night.

P.S. If Bio students beat non-Bio students in Chem, I will laugh.

Bahrain 2012.

Okay what on earth is going on? I don't even know how to type this in anymore. Goodness. Go away, strange rectangle I'm unfamiliar with.

Blogger, if you ever read this, why?

Anyway, race just ended and goodness me that was two hours of excitement and cursing school's Internet connection speed.

Vettel on pole, Alonso in ninth and Massa fourteenth, Kimi eleventh (after not making it to Q3 yesterday).

Then boom everyone was off to a good start (everyone I supported, anyway), except Kovalainen, 'cause he had a puncture early on, which was pretty sad for him considering he managed to knock Schumi out of Q2 yesterday (because Mercedes made a boo-boo).

After a few dips and consulting of stewards (we still don't know what's going to happen to the Hamilton-Rosberg case, or the Rosberg-Alonso case, or the Alonso pitstop case, but I guess the stewards will inform us in time).

Tyre-wear was an issue 'cause of the heat and sand and all, but I think most of the teams managed to pull through quite nicely. Di Resta especially really owned with a two-stop strategy and despite a Mr E being quite ticked off at Force India, he managed to place sixth and earned them some television coverage.

Vettel's tyres almost died near the end 'cause he pushed so hard to fend Kimi off. I give him credit for that, actually. Kimi on the other hand could have won (and in the post-race interview told us he was disappointed he didn't win) but killed his tyres and had some damage on his front wing passing a Ferrari. Whoops. But yeah, four different race winners in four races, and it would be so epic if it could carry on like this throughout the season. Button, Alonso, Rosberg and now Vettel. I see Webber, Kimi, Hamilton, Rosberg and even Grosjean going on to win races this season. Fun stuff.

Webber yet another fourth place behind the two Lotuses.

And all I can say is that I'm glad both Ferraris finished in the points today.

Yeah, it has come to that.

Now Vettel leads the standings to Hamilton, Webber, Button and Alonso, with ten points covering the gap. And Lotus has overtaken Ferrari in the standings. No words.


Okay, weekend taken up by F1 and Chem.


Adieu.

Desert Rose.

Quite a strange and empty week, so I used it to stock up on panic that will spur me on to study for exams. It's terrible that now mock AP Calculus is over, it doesn't feel as if exams are around the corner. But they are.

Listening to 'Desert Rose' by Sting now. Goodness, I have totally missed out on this. I realise I quite like Sting's sound, but I've never bothered to check his songs out. Since this was first on the list, it's been stuck in my head ever since and I haven't moved on to his other songs.

Just because we've been busy doesn't mean we can't stop and listen to music. It helps, you know.

Finished watching the first season of The Voice last night, because if I didn't I wouldn't be able to concentrate. Winner was, as Aisyah told me, totally expected. And I'm so glad it was that person (will not specify gender in case of spoilers). Such a good voice. They're all so incredibly talented it's scary, and Adam Levine is so incredibly Adam Levine. Oh Adam Levine.

Speaking of Adam Levine, Maroon 5's new single 'Payphone' has been stuck in my head since I heard it, even though it sounds less like the old Maroon 5 and features a random dude rapping unnecessarily.

Also, went YouTube-hopping and found this, which is crazy awesome because of all the prominent figures in music sharing a stage. I also felt a stirring in my soul when I heard this, where B. B. King, Eric Clapton and Phil Collins jam and play 'The Thrill Is Gone'. It just doesn't get better than that. I love how they can seemingly freestyle everything and still sound so brilliant, like it's in their souls, man. Such an insanely good song, and it makes so much sense, too. Beverly McClellen did a stirring rendition of this on The Voice, too.

The more good music in my life, the happier I am. Honestly, they don't write like they used to anymore. Sooner or later all the people who remember and appreciate this will become old and die off and the later generations wouldn't know a thing. So sad.

So, for my week. Tuesday was a regular school day, except there was no Math, so I spent the hour and a half in 501 doing Chem ass 4 with Aisyah (and finished it, too, so proud of us), before going for English and listened to people present. Liked Galen's presentation topic (tsk, he got an A+ and Brendan and I tried to console ourselves by claiming it was because we asked good questions). Yes, it is getting better for the gay community. Less discrimination, more acceptance. Good for the teens of today, even though their taste in music might be on the decline and their exposure to good cartoons is dying.

I've stopped caring that people might wonder if I'm lesbian. Like Johnny Galecki said, "I haven't really addressed those rumours because why defend yourself against something that isn't offensive?" Well said, well said.

Managed to finished my Chem mindmap on Tuesday too, which made me prouder of myself for being so productive.

Didn't really have class until ACE/English at 12 on Wednesday, but I had to meet up with Mrs Lay and I did.

Thursday was a bit empty too, aside from an hour of Chem and our Physio GCT during Physio (well duhh). Was grouped with Punitha, Sree and Jun Wei, but didn't keep track of time so whoops. I really like Physio. It makes up for all the insecurity Mol Gen makes me feel. Played a game very much like Captain's Ball during PE since we didn't really have anything to do and it was raining.

Continued with '3 Idiots' during mentoring today, but still couldn't finish watching the movie because Ms Dass stopped it for English.

Then went to meet up with Ash and Mrs Lay after English so we could talk about some things, and so Ash could pass me his template, then Mrs Lay left, and cikgu came to talk to us too. Goodness. Didn't expect to spend so much time there.

Ate with Aisyah afterwards, because we're good that way. Then MJ magically sprang out of nowhere, and then Nikki joined us and we talked about random things and then we went up to our rooms.

Slept from 1 till 5, 'cause there was no CCA, and it felt quite good. I think I haven't been sleeping as much as I want to at night, but I want to stop sleeping in the afternoon 'cause I might nod off during my papers in the afternoon.

Agh, exams.

Okay, going off now.

Night.

P.S. It's another race weekend, but I feel quite unexcited because it's a controversial one.

Shanghai 2012.

Before I start this post, here: http://www.mirror.co.uk/sport/formula-1/10-things-we-learned-from-the-2012-formula-795961

And it's true.

Didn't really pay attention to the race yesterday, because I was busy panicking over the amount (or lack thereof) of calculus I've done.

Was kind of a pity though, 'cause it's the first race we've had in three weeks, and according to Stanley and Joshua Sia there was a tonne of really good racing. Man.

Anyway, want to talk about the results, because even though I didn't see any cars or hear the revving of any engines in action, I do in fact know the results.

Ferrari finished ninth and thirteenth respectively, and man we are not too chuffed with this. It must be frustrating for them to have to sit there and deliver these results knowing it'd disappoint thousands of fans. We understand that you can't magically improve the car to, let's say, Mercedes pace overnight.

And speaking of the pace of the Mercs, man, Rosberg was practically flying. Untouchable qualifying lap, and he basically owned the race. Very deserving of his first victory ever. Congratulations, Britney.

Schumi, on the other hand, could have done so much better, but a mechanic made a mistake and didn't screw his tyres on right, and he had to stop halfway round the circuit because he decided it was unsafe to drive with a tyre loose. Such a waste, considering how well he could've done. Tsk.

In the end, after a fiasco with Kimi slipping down the order faster than you can say "differential derivatives", Button and Hamilton joined Rosberg on the podium, and Webber scored his third consecutive fourth place of the year. Hamilton now leads the drivers standings, but Alonso's not far behind (only eight points, which is good because our car really is crap).

It's crazy because many of the teams and drivers are so on par with each other. Obviously you've got McLaren, Mercedes, Red Bull, then Ferrari, Lotus, Sauber, Williams, Force India, then the new teams. People must be betting like mad now, because you never know what's going to happen. Three races in and we've had three different winners. Button, Alonso, now Rosberg.

I'm hoping Kimi will win a race. Or the championship, even. Who knows.

We'll see next week in Bahrain (if the race goes on).

P.S. Alonso has become a regular tweeter and it's awesome.

Potato peeling.

I'd say I should have posted daily since I last posted, because there was so much to talk about, but I didn't because then I would've probably done worse that I already did for our Mock AP Calculus paper (which, despite the "mock", serves as our final Math exam for the semester).

I mean, I did as expected, which was to not finish all the questions, but I really wanted to do well for this paper. In retrospect though, I didn't die as much as I was fearing, considering how much I studied for it. Too late to regret now. It's hard to do calculus three hours straight, really.

Was busy all weekend, actually. Friday was Speech Day, so after a morning of pseudo-moping about how much of an underachiever I am, we (Adithya, KT, Wai Yin, Kelvin, Boon Chong and I) went out for lunch at Thai Express. I think I'm going to avoid the basil chicken for quite a while, because for some reason everything was especially spicy that day and everyone was practically dying.

Afternoon was spent band practicing (as almost every night since Wednesday) with Cyrus, Isaac and Galen. Decided to go out to eat, so we did, and Shuen tagged along. Had Mac's because Cyrus wanted to. It's intriguing to hear what guys get up to in their clusters, because in my cluster (or any other cluster before) we don't do these strange things. Or maybe it's just the local people who live here (I doubt it). And within our cohort, it's like news can spread real fast.

Came back and crashed, then woke up at 5.20 in the morning so we could meet up at Aljunied MRT station at 6.30 for CIP at Highpoint Community Services Association. Left with Wai Yin and MJ, but then realised the first 196 of the day didn't arrive until like, 5.54, so we were kinda like kicking ourselves for not checking the bus timings. Waited for the bus anyway, but stopped worried about being late 'cause we met Adrian at Buona Vista. It was total serendipity, 'cause he was worried he was going to be late too, but then the train doors opened and there he was standing right in front of us. Coincidence much?

Anyway, met up with a bunch of people from our video/AV side (and Jia Min and a few people from photo as well), then took us ages to find the place 'cause we got lost and had to make a few phone calls asking for directions. Finally found our way there, and I have to say it was quite the experience. Peeled potatoes, picked long beans, chopped pumpkins, onions, broccoli and cabbages, and packed food (and delivered). And it felt good too, 'cause we were helping out for a good cause. Yay.

And I also realised that the preparation of food is taken by granted, because so much effort goes into it but we see nothing but the stuff on our plates (and the satisfaction in our tummies). Hah I just said the word "tummies".

So then yeah, rushed back after CIP so we could make it in time for our semis performance. It was insane 'cause we were so tired, all the Year 5s fell asleep in the bus (I don't know what this proves, probably the older you get the worse your sleeping habits become). Showered, then right as we reached the audi we had to do our piece. And even though we hadn't practiced since the night before, we made it into finals. Hooray for Jedi Bass.

Went out for lunch at Clementi Mall with Aisyah, Nikki, Wei Ren and Wee Thean, then got caught in the rain before we could reach Nikki's house. Borrowed clothes then came back for another performance.

The Talent Search categorisation this year is really messed up, because now vocal duets are grouped with dance duos, which is ineffably stupid. How on earth can you judge singing against dancing? Goodness.

Some deserving people didn't get in, that's all I'm saying.

Started studying for today's paper on Saturday night, then spent all Sunday doing past year questions. It was a horrible experience. Maybe even if I was more prepared than I actually was, I'd have done better, but then again, maybe I'm just stupid.

Played pool for a while after lunch, then came back to my room to sleep. Brain felt drained, man.

And now I'm here typing this post.

Going to do Chem now. And listen to My Chem. It's a good combination.

Adieu.

P.S. I may have offended someone recently and seemed extremely disrespectful, but I want to commemorate this event as a day I stood up for my beliefs despite what other people think of me. I can't have given a speech on integrity and not understood the essence of it. So no, I am not sorry. Even when I go back home and have to meet up with you I will hope you respect me because yes, I am brave enough to stand up for what I believe now.

P.P.S. I will always prefer Twitter over Facebook because Facebook just proves how many idiots there are in existence.

Indubitably.

The Avengers sort of "world premiered" yesterday, but not where I am, so you can't really call it a "world premier". Either way, I'm super pumped to watch it. I'm going to watch it multiple times. Multiple. Indubitably. I will do it. That's the idea. Since it'll be out the day before our last paper, I'm going to watch it after our exams, and again, and again, and again, with anyone who's happening to be going. That is the extent of my fandom.

Fingers crossed it's brilliant. Oh please oh please oh please.

Been quite busy as of late (when am I not). And this week wasn't even a real week (I mean, it's got days and all, but they were all out of order and left most of us quite disoriented). Monday was Friday, Tuesday was Tuesday but with extra Mol Gen, Wednesday was occupied with extra Chem and a workshop, and today was one of the most regular, but then tomorrow is Speech Day and hence no class. It's going to be another non-weekend, too. Goodness.

Had my English current affairs presentation on Monday. Didn't do too badly, I think, but my vocabulary (or lack thereof) got the better of me and Ms Dass only gave me an A-. I think she gave me an A-. I make assumptions. But it's a good grade considering how well I've been doing for English lately (not well at all). I think it's just that I like presenting, so it seemed quite natural and she enjoyed it.

Article clashed, but Ye Ye and Kesh were super nice and they went to pick different articles the night before. Felt so grateful.

Talked about leadership qualities during CCA with Dr Li, and I'm definitely lacking in many areas. I'm not perfect, and I don't know why they don't kick me out and find someone else, but they're too nice to do so. I'm not even going to talk about improving, because then I'll judge myself and seem even more pathetic when I don't.

Tuesday was okay. Found Brendan's presentation good (solid A, to quote Ms Dass) and Pin's immensely funny (even though he was talking about manslaughter and stuff). Don't even need to talk about Math anymore, 'cause we always do the same thing now; AP Calculus AB past year papers.

Mol Gen consultation (or basically extra class for reviewing and asking questions) with Dr Tang was quite helpful. Was sort of falling asleep near the end though, despite us laughing (or raising eyebrows) at Dr Tang's (probably unintended) sexual innuendo. Epic stuff.

Finished up and printed our lab report in the evening, then worked on some animating. I feel more in touch with AAE now, and it feels good. I hate rushed work though. I also hate that some people think it's that easy to create certain things, and that you just do some clicking and mouse-dragging and you get a perfect sequence straight away. There's so much work that goes into these things.

Wednesday was over surprisingly fast.

Chem today was okay, went through a few questions and stuff. Thankfully passed my quiz (and now Dr Li won't think I'm so stupid. It's hard having a Chem O teacher as one of your CCA teachers. Worse for Mr Xie 'cause I don't even take Chinese). Bet with Pin that I'd fail, so I passed him ten bucks during class, but then he's so nice he passed it back to me once class was over (dude, you are awesome).

I understand Physio. I'm glad I can announce that.

I saw some logic in Physics too, which I found reassuring. It's quite ironic that the only subject I seem convinced I can get an A in is Math, which I used to be terrible at. Heck.

Also found out that Sooraj follows me on Twitter, because I saw my tweets when he was reading his timeline in class. It's funny how you don't really know who's following you.

Retested (or rather watched people retest) NAPFA stations during PE. Feeling quite very the unfit.

Okay, going off now.

Night.

P.S. The weather over the past few weeks has been amazing and cold and lovely and rainy. Enjoying every moment.

P.P.S. AP Calculus mock on Monday, which will be our final exam for Math for the semester. Scary.

Wicked.

Having "musical hangover" right now, a term I coined myself to describe what it feels like after you've been to see a musical. The last one I went to was 'The Phantom of the Opera' almost two years ago, and I loved it, so last week we decided to book tickets for a showing of 'Wicked' today, 'cause it only shows in Singapore until the 22nd of April.

Went with Kelvin and Wee Thean, so obviously did not have lunch in the hostel. Ate at Olive Garden, where the portions were quite price-worthy and tasted quite good, but we were in a hurry so gulped everything down. Thankfully weren't late for the musical (because we thought we were going to get lost, but weighed the costs and took a cab instead. A four dollar taxi fee is nothing compared to the $49 we waste each if we had to wait until the interval to get inside the theatre).

So oh my goodness, I loved it. There's something magical about theatre, you know, that simply pulls you in as it goes and you become so absorbed in the beauty of both the music and the stage. I only knew two 'Wicked' songs prior to this, because they covered 'Defying Gravity' in Glee and Sam Tsui and Nick Pitera did an amazing cover of 'For Good'. Had total chills when Elphaba started hitting all the notes in 'Defying Gravity' while sort of yelling at the guards. Best.

And the humour, oh the humour. It was good humour. It was also kinda sad 'cause it took half a second longer for everyone else in the audience to decide the jokes were funny. Probably because of the language barrier.

Hah, 'Wicked' was funny, touching, lovely and totally awesome. Also earned a new water bottle because they were giving out free bottles as Easter gifts. Lost a ticket (whoops) so Wee Thean let us have the other two (so nice of him), but then Kelvin left his when we went for dinner afterwards, so I'm the only one who still has mine.

Now I have 'What is this Feeling?' stuck in my head because I find the line 'loathing, unadulterated loathing' extremely catchy.

I don't think I can ever re-read 'The Wizard of Oz' (which I read so many years ago I don't remember much at all) without thinking to myself, "Why Dorothy, she knows nothing".

Throughout the long weekend, I've managed to complete my slides for my current affairs presentation tomorrow, send out my part of our Mol Gen prac report, figure chords out for all the songs I'm playing next week (now all I have to do is memorise them), watch 'War Horse' online, and start watching 'The Voice' (the first season).

War Horse was brilliant, and I have to say I totally teared near the end. Mum, if you're reading this, go and buy the DVD or something, and watch it. Lovely cast, too, and Steven Spielberg did an amazing job. It's one thing to direct a good movie, and it's another to direct a movie about the World Wars (in this case WWI).

And the horses. The horses can act. So pleasantly surprised, and it made everything so much more believable. It's scary. They understand. Why don't animals get Oscars? It's unfair.

'The Voice' is great, too, because Adam Levine. And also because it really does showcase singing talent and I love discovering new songs and hearing all the lovely voices. Coaches bickering is also the funniest thing.

Okay, going off now. Week starts tomorrow.

P.S. I like to believe that this is what went through Shang's mind throughout the course of 'Mulan'.

One-off.

Watching Michael McIntyre videos on Youtube right now (where else), and laughing my ass off. I haven't laughed this hard in a long time, goodness me.

This one is especially accurate, because I find myself being very ashamed of my passport photo as well, but then you have to realise that you really do look like that. It's basically you, but without the angle you find yourself most coming in, or your award-winning smile. That's what you look like to everyone else. I think if anyone can find you attractive in a passport or IC photo, they're either very into you, or you're ridiculously attractive in real life from any angle and at any time.

Anyway, been a busy, hectic week, and since the weekend's already started (Good Friday is good), I've got a bit of time to post here.

Had Math and English on Tuesday. Morning was quite a nonevent. English summative was quite fun, because it's not often when I come across a list of essay questions and instantly know which one I want to do, but it happened then. I didn't even bother to read the other questions. Like, there was probably never a question better suited for me. Fun stuff, definitely. We'll see how I do (hopefully not another C+), but I don't regret.

Had a chocolate fondue cluster celebration in the evening, which was tasty and entertaining. I enjoy talking with my clustermates. We are awesome.

Worked on the SIMC animation thing at night, then met Mrs Lay Wednesday morning. Have plenty to do, definitely. It's a scary thought.

Also found out our Math test scores yesterday, and I must say I did reasonably okay. Could've done better, but then I messed up one MCQ question and lost a mark. Tsk.

Watched '3 Idiots' in the theatrette with 03 and 04 for ACE, because our ACE topic of the week was stress and stress management. I think every crazy mugger person should watch it. Only had fifty minutes out of the two-hour movie, but I thought it was good stuff.

Had a mass Chem lecture in the afternoon, where almost everyone in the level went to the audi to listen to Dr Dewey talk about things. Came back and slept my evening away, which was bad since I had a Chem and Physio quiz the next day.

Studied for Chem, but read through Physio notes once, but totally messed Chem up and found Physio surprisingly straightforward. Bad, bad bad. I don't think I even know how to think anymore and I disappoint myself with my lack of intellect.

Prac-ed during Physics today, then had our NAPFA five stations during PE. A, A, A, one more pull-up to an A, and one more centimetre to a B. Wanted to redeem myself after a disgraceful 2.4, but I think I'm getting old. My standing broad jump improved, anyway.

It's funny how a lot of us claim we don't care and we shouldn't care because it doesn't apply to us anyway (girls and foreigners, and I am both), but I think we secretly all do. It's like cool to be fit and able, you know? I don't want people to assume I'm this fat lard who can't do nuts.

Then went out for dinner with KT, Kelvin and Wee Thean since it's a pseudo-Friday.

Tired now, so going to watch 'War Horse' until I fall asleep and wake up to the actual Friday.

Good night.

P.S. I don't see how this interview is even legal. The cheekbones, the accents, the deep voices, the vocabulary. Goodness. Too much, too much. British actors.

Montage de Vita.

Was going to post about Open House 2012 on Saturday but didn't because I KO-ed right after I got back and slept the whole afternoon, woke up with a fever, then slept again throughout Sunday morning. My weekends seem to be especially booked for falling sick nowadays.

I owe it to Open House exhaustion. Double-shifted, so walked around from like eight in the morning taking footage of people interacting with each other and trying to sell our school, then lunched a while, then spent the next three and a half hours at the Bio booth talking about our preserved specimens to visitors. I didn't know I knew that much about sharks, stingrays, butterflyfish and flatfish. Actually, I don't. It's just funny how much I'm able to make it seem like I know to other people by sounding so enthusiastic and sure of myself.

It's funny when everyone works together to try and sell our school, even though it seems like we complain endlessly about how much work we have and how we wish we could take it easy. We're all secretly proud of where we are now.

Spent all Sunday sleeping and finalising slides for our Mol Gen presentation today (grouped with Jia Hong, Zifang and Kesh), which went quite well, I think. Dr Tang is really nice.

Now I've got a pile of work to do and it sucks, because you can't really do work when you're sick. It's horrible.

Had a ridiculously long assembly today, because our school decided to hand out all the medals to all the Olympiad medal winners in one morning. Good stuff, but it totally lowered the self-esteem of non-winners/participants. It's like, what are we doing with our lives? Such overachievers make us lose purpose in life. Makes me feel like I want to spend the rest of my life resigned to mediocrity.

Nobody believed me when I said the synthetic chem lab smelled of pears, and that made me sad. Prac was fine, but in the end my nose got attacked by the fumes of concentrated aromatics, and it was a terrible experience. Chem test results were horrible, too. I will own the exam though. Mark my words.

Had some Japanese drumming thing during our afternoon assembly slot, which was interesting because it made me feel as if we were going to war. I could run 2.4 to that beat, actually. It's like it makes the blood course through my veins with more conviction.

I realise our third English summative is tomorrow. I make no attempt to study, because I'm going to do the general questions anyway. I think I'll look up Confucius quotes later, because I firmly believe that quoting Confucius in any way automatically brings your grade up a notch or two.

Went to our annual school orchestra concert just now, and it was awesome. Good performances, then lucky draw afterwards. Epic stuff. And the lucky draw was totally a conspiracy, 'cause like half the people who won were MAs or members of the orchestra (just kidding). Could've won, but didn't. Oh well.

Okay, going off now.

Night.