The year two thousand and eight anno domini.

My feet hurt from walking too much but hey, that's not the point this 'ere post.

The year two thousand and eight anno domini is coming to a close. I'm not really sure what to say, but '08 has been one awesome year. The cramming for PMB, the insane insanity, the crazy jokes, the piles of homework, the interviews, the test papers, and all that Singapore stuff.

So now I would like to wish everyone in existence 

a happy two thousand and nine anno domini

and

a purely awesome future ahead

whether they like it or not. 

I sure hope '09 is going to rock. But at the rate time is going, it'll probably be almost two-oh-one-oh before I come to accept '09 is here. 

Life has been a long, wacky ride so far. I don't want it to stop any time sooner, thank you very much.

I've got a great view of the Singapore Flyer from my hotel room. There are supposed to be fireworks there tonight, so I guess I've got my new year celebrations covered. 

Tomorrow, I start a new phase of my life. One living in a different country without my family (who leave S'pore tomorrow), going to a different school with different teachers and students and loads of work, staying at a hostel and eating hostel food.

Good luck everybody.

Martabak Sangat Panas Sebab Baru Siap -Insan

I can't believe I'm still updating this blog, after moving country (migration!) and all 'at jazz.

If I were still in MS, I'd now be anticipating our return to school with a huge pile of hideously purple (j/k) books and a huge feeling of dread of all-too-familiar discipline teachers. 

But no, things are way different from what I'd expected this time last year. I thought I'd be happy, free from PMB and well, looking forward to a government exam-free year.

Apparently the students here at NUS High are never free from tests, quizzes and exams, and even when EOY is over, they still have projects to do.

That's why, upon hearing that at the bank (where we waited and waited and waited to set up our bank accounts and had nothing better to do), Kevin, Faiz, Insan and I decided to watch a movie before our freedom was taken up by a thing called "study time" in two days.

But due to reasons unforeseen (by me), I couldn't go. Sorry guys.

Anyway, I'm now ripping songs from my iPod to iTunes via Music Rescue. I'm going to have to download songs from my iMac via Limewire at home, or buy songs here and transfer between the two computers using Migration. 

*sigh* This strict piracy thing. I signed a policy stating I do understand the rules and regulations of internet and IT use at school.

Maybe I'll show you a pic of what my uniform looks like here. Maybe. But for now I have to go and read other people's blogs and find out what I've been missing over the net.

Adieu.

MacBook!

Hello everybody.

I'm sitting in a hotel room, typing this here post from my new MacBook, eating crisps from Marks & Spencer. I've got forms to read, fill in, sign and acknowledge, bags to unpack and stuff to go and buy. 

I've seen my hostel room, and it's awfully meh.

I went to Sentosa this morning, and Underwater World was awesome.

My MacBook kicks ass. Seriously. All the super cool features, the slick design, the keyboard, the software, the whole package deal. I guess the whole Singapore thing isn't going to be so bad after all. 

I haven't stayed at the hostel yet; my parents are still here, along with my super annoying brother, who won't even let me finish this post.

I'll be back.  Muahahaha ha ha.

When internet connection is gay.

I still haven't finished packing, because I can't find my iPod nano and I have to find it. That doesn't explain why I'm here blogging though. 

I've got to attend baby Alyssa's one month old dinner tonight (I do seem to attend a lot of dinners, don't I?) and if I don't finish packing by then, I'm doomed and will definitely be late for my eight-in-the-morning flight to Singapore. 

I understand that it should be understandable if I don't blog for a while 'cause I doubt I'd instantly acquire internet connection there. I hope you guys won't miss my nonsense too much *cough cough*. 

Also, to all you guys out there, it doesn't matter if I'm not in Brunei because there's still the internet and it's awfully reliable (except when the connection is gay. Hahah. I love that phrase.) for us to keep in touch. Just don't forget me completely and I'll be fine. 

My next post will be from S'pore (I don't know when that'll be, but I can safely say "eventually") from a different computer and possibly faster internet connection. 

Adieu (for real, this time).

P.S. I sure used a lot of brackets this time, didn't I?

Indian food.

I've given up on trying to upload anything because somehow it lags big time. 

I'd like to wish you guys out there, to those who celebrate it or not (I don't), a 

Merry Christmas, and a happy new year.

I wonder what I'll need for school. And I wonder what school will be like.

It would be easier if I just stayed at MS, but I dunno.

I've got a dinner to go to tonight. I love Indian food. I don't know why, but there's just something about it. Tandoor.com is my fave Indian restaurant. Don't ask why it sounds like a website. As long as it serves good food, that's okay with me. 

And I'm going to be late for said dinner. My mum is nagging at me and I have to go shower just so I don't turn up dirty and unhygienic. 

Adieu.

Charmander, Squirtle, or Bulbasaur?

I've got Christmas carols stuck in my head, and they're not going away any time sooner because Christmas is just around the corner/coming soon/tomorrow/in less than a day.

One thing I like more about CNY is that it lasts longer than Christmas. Fifteen days to one. You get to do more things, collect more money (or presents, in this case) and eat more food.

But Christmas is such a sweet little holiday. If only there wasn't commercialism. 

For the people in Brunei, school reopens in less than two weeks. In Singapore, school reopens on the second. Workaholic arses.

I've started packing, but only a little. I don't know what to bring. The essentials, I know, but I'm not sure whether I should bring an extra pair of earphones for my iPod, or which dictionary to bring. It's all very confusing and indecisive.

Should I or should I not upload a Christmas song for tomorrow? 

Hmm.

Don't say a word.

There are some things some people wrote I said, but be aware that I DID NOT SAY SOME OF THOSE THINGS REPORTED.

It makes me sound dumb and lame, and a total idiot. That's why I honestly don't like newspapers. Them and their stupid inaccuracy. Whatever happened to real journalism? 

I went over to Nate's house to present them with Christmas presents, but Isaac was sleeping and Nathan was having a bath. So we left the presents there, complete with the mess I made of Isaac's present. I figured he's just a baby and will therefore just tear his present paper apart if he can manage to do it himself. But he's such a little angel. I doubt he'd have any tendency to be destructive. 

I wanted to upload a picture of the mangled wrapped present, but internet, as usual, lags.

And finally, in closing this post, I would like to add that I really dislike our local newspapers and that pirated games suck big time. 

Thank you.