Its gonna be a long post.

Within the span of 1 day , i suddenly became very paranoid about the escape of the J.I terrorist.

Fact number 1.
He is/was the head of the J.I terrorist group in Singapore.
Fact number 2.
He escaped whitely detention center at 4.05pm on wednesday.
Fact number 3.
He has a limp

Fear is starting to strike me pretty hard.
Heres the breakdown.

He is/was the head of the J.I terrorist group in Singapore.
That means , he is probably a high security prisoner.
There Should be men watching him 24/7.
After all , terrorism is a worldwide phenomenem.

Now put the 3 facts presented together.
He escaped the detention center on WEDNESDAY at 4.05pm.
It is a working day and he escaped in the early evening, practically in
broad daylight. Furthermore , he walks with a limp. I doubt he,d be able to outrun our able bodied Policemen.

How did he escape a high security confinement center , in broad daylight with A LIMP???
Hes the "head" of terrorism in Singapore.
To me , the most obvious reason would be through internal and external help.
If that is true , it means that terrorists are active in Singapore too.
Internal help would mean Terrorists have infiltrated our National security.
External help means that terrorists have found a way to enter Singapore and thats bad news too.
Either way , they,ve got their "leader" back.
That means that there is a much higher possibility that things will start to happen to us.

I CANNOT stress how real this is.
Singapore is a very SMALL country. We cannot stand such a blow.
If a bomb goes off , chances are someone you know , will probably be hurt.
Your mom , dad , siblings , relatives , secondary school friends , poly/jc/uni/army friends , your other friends , your teachers , colleagues , YOU.

Someone is gonna die or get hurt.

If you fail to comprehend the seriousness of this situation , stop reading right here and close the window which ur viewing my blog in. I have nothing to say to you.
There are people joking around about this.
Dont say. "Oh. It wont happen to me"
Thats the worst thing you could say.
I spent 3 years in secondary 3 because i said.
" Oh i wont retain "
Well , i was retained.

Dont wait till someone important to you dies.
I,m not cursing Singapore. I,m just being cautious.
I pray that a bomb will never go off in our country BUT. Its happened before!
Mcdonald House bombings during indonesian confrontation.
Japanese occupation of Singapore.
They all happened before.
WE , you and I are living in an age of security where we dont have the slightest notion of war.
Wake up from your foolish fairytale dream.

I am scared. I really am.
I dunno WHAT to do. If someone close to me gets hurt.

A quote from my blogskin.
"The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost"
Dont regret after you,ve lost someone important.
Its a very small part to play. Just be vigilant. Thats all.

Let me take this opportunity to tell you guys that i love you.
My family , friends. (you know who you are)
Sure i bitch about people. I ignore my family at times , i screw about with my friends.
But i love you people.
I really do.

Maybe i,m being overparanoid here.
But. In the case that i die.
Theres a folder on my computer desktop.
Its titled. "Message in a folder"
In the case that i ever do get so unlucky and die.
Inform my parents of this , come to my place , open the folder and read the contents.
Follow the instructions given in the folder.
Thanks = )

.Urgghh.
Faster catch him.
That way , i can be at peace.

Read someones blog.
I must say that the post
blogged on 25th of feb is a classic case of
The pot calling the kettle black.

Oh the irony.
I pity your lack of self-awareness.

i feel pressured.
Ever since 2007 , i,ve been aiming for the top.

I was put in 1T03.
I am thankful.

However , there is too much competition going on in this class.
My class does History , Econs , Literature and H1 math.
well. All of us pretty much suck at math.

But anyway,
Everyone in my class in his or her right is at the top of his class for history or lit.
I,m supposedly one of the strongest in Maris Stella for History. I get straight As for History and topped the level before.

I,d call that an achievement.
But No! The competition is so strong!
Theres this girl in my class who topped the level for History in St Nicks and she is way better than me. When i give a good answer , she gives a better one. Pretty irritating.

The girl sitting on my right , is pro at lit. She topped the level for lit in Bukit Batok sec. I put in a lot of time and effort into writing my Lit essay for 1st intake. It came back with a B. I thought a B was pretty good. But then i look at her paper and see an A.

grrr.
Everyone knows everything.
I,m not special anymore. Its as if i,m just getting absorbed into the background.

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My chocolate got confiscated today.
My favourite PE teacher mr issac lim confiscated it and ate it for himself = /

It was a really nice chocolate too.
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I,m drinking milk with my special straw.
A classmate gave it to me.
This is how it functions.
There are choco , sugar and mint coatings on the inner layer of the straw and theres this filter system which prevents the coating from disappearing.
Its a milk flavouring straw.

So just get a 500ml packet of Magnolia milk , stick it in and enjoy.
Its tasty.

yum yum = )
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I heard the words i wanted to hear today.
I,ve been waiting to hear them.
Now that i,ve heard them , i,ve got to put in my all.
Once i,ve done that , the position that i aim to takeover will be fine for good.

hohohoho

O shit i forgot.
There are a few quotes which i would like to share.

1. Fear is just Excitement in need of an attitude adjustment.

2. Pride is not poison , can swallow one.

3. Losers let things happen , Winners make things happen.

4. Knowledge is humility.

5. Love is life.


Good brain food.
Take a minute to think about the quotes.
Its one worthwhile minute indeed.
Learn , Absorb , Apply.

Got a new layout. Cos of some errors with the old one.
Its a different theme.
This time. The theme is love.

So.
I got into a new class.
But i,m happy HOHOHO.
COS. Its 1T03 HAHAHAHAHA.
EVERYONE FROM MY PREVIOUS CLASS WHO STAYED IN CJC IS TOGETHER.
We merged with the 1st intakers from our neighbouring class
so.. all is good = )

I made some new friends too!

Mark from my class

And

The shower girl Serena

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Grade 5 is on 15 march.
I must work hard.
Starting to get into school life.
Paper 4 for lit sounds tough but awfully interesting.
Looking forward to NTU performance.
I too am waiting for the day when i join the main band.

i realize. I,ve been bitching a lot recently.
that isnt too cool.

is it....

i,m rather pissed with certain people.

i,m not some second fiddle.
Pisses me off.
When you need to copy my homework , WOW you suck up so much!
No delay between smses , everything is running on cable.

But no..once you dont need Tim

Our connection immediately downgrades to a 56k modem.

Cmon i just need to get something settled.
Its just a menial task but thanks for making things so troublesome for me.
Grrr.

Dont ruin my good impression of you.
I still remember how you waited with me for half an hour last saturday but all that is going down the drain.

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I finally got some fun going on during the last 2 hours of orientation finale night.
Dancing is fun.
ESPECIALLY if your partner is enthu bout dancing too.
I must say that i was pretty privileged to have Cheryl partner me for the 2nd last song. She got da groove.

Dancing with Teresa was like dancing with a ball. A giggly ball. No shit. She kept on bouncing and giggling.

I seriously hope they keep 1T03 together.
i,d be devastated if we didnt.
Just picture Skyler breaking up and you have to jam with musicians you dont like.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
My life would be easier if we stuck as a class.
I,m going dragon boating tomorrow.
The activity itself is pretty fun.
I just hope that i,ll be going with the right people.

Cross - fingers. Gimme the classmates i want and need.

Basically everyone from 1T03 whos still in CJC.

I,m Sorry. I just had to quote this from Teresa's Blog.
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Guo Hao from WGPS is in CJC! AMIRUL LOVES CJC NOW! And and and Teo Wei Yang is appealing to CJC and and and Joseph from Swiss is appealing to CJC! and and and A LOT OF PEOPlE IS APPEALING BACK TO CJC ( serious! no joke man! ). Told you, CJC rocks. Those who went to SAJC or ACJC or AJ are appealing back.
YOYx. CJC is cool and CJC is hot and CJC rock your ass baby!
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Quoted For The Win.

Damn. I,m such a hypocrite.
A few posts back.
I was bitching about this bitch from my class. (oh the irony)
But ever since 2nd intake , i,ve been hanging ard her.
I mean , i,m not taking back what i said bout her.
But still , when i,m alone shes the one that stuck with me.
I mean she has friends plenty of friends.
She coulda just scooted off and chilled with them. But no.
She invites me to sit with all her dancer friends , introduces us.
We,re cool and honestly... I,m grateful. I really am.

Talk about Karma...

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So..talk about marriage.
nevermind. Not now.

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Did i mention that i went out with Gang Yi last week?
We talked. It was good.
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I am feeling considerably better today as compared to yesterday.
Yea. definitely.

I miss my class badly , Orientation 2 has been a major letdown.
Except for Mass Dance. I luv dancing.
No shit. Its good. Real good.
We should dance one of these days.
I figure if i didnt join band (which i did) , I,d join dance cuz its sexy.
Going to East Coast Park tomorrow.
Hope it goes well.
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If i had a chance to, I wouldnt mind studying women behavioural patterns.
Perhaps if i understood , i,d be able to react more appropriately with the right decisions.

I mean.
Theres a lot of women behavorial patterns which i dont understand.
( For this section , i,ll be using terms which I understand )
1. The Male Ego thing.
2. The On/Off thing.
3. PMS

Theres this particular type of female which i,m interested in dissecting and analyzing though.

Its called the
Attention seeking female.
Met quite a number of people whom i feel are A.S.F's

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Oh right. I made 2 new friends yesterday.

Number 1. Karyn.
I,ve actually known her by sight for more than a month because shes in band.
However , back then , i knew her as the Oboe Girl.
So , now we,ve became friends. Thats cool.

Number 2. Tim.
Man , hes god awful friendly. Reminds me of Weihin. Tim was in my Chinese Class. But we never talked to each other one bit. I guess it was intimidation or smth. I felt that we wouldnt click if we talked and he felt that we wouldnt click if we talked. But yesterday. Damn We clicked good. Its pretty weird cos I,m like " Hi Tim " and hes like " Hi Tim ".

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Sweet , Sugar , Candyman

XILYIEUIOOYVYNL

O yea.

Stars Twinkle , Bells Jingle
There is a tug on the string.
People Mingle , Hearts Tingle
take a sip out of the drink.

Legs twirling , Heads Swirling
Passing out of sight.
Eyebrows curling , Stomach Churning
On such a beautiful night.

A slight Crescendo , coaxed Sforzando
Disappitates the spell.
A heart Rubato , increasing Tempo
My chest begins to swell.

But a Treasure without a Key
Is like a flower without a Bee
I can only gaze in wonder
While light brushes by me.

I wrote this poem.
There is a theme.
Its up to you to find out what the theme is about though.

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I,m worried.
Worried like hell.
I failed grade 4 yet AGAIN.
How am i gonna cope with grade 5?
Shit. Exam is 15 march.
Somebody save me.
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Apart from that , tomorrow , school starts over again.
I,ll have to deal with marists ( which i dont really like ) flooding CJC.
Grrr.
I,ll have to deal with making new relationships between others and I.
I guess, maybe, i,m like my mother...
A few posts back , i was talking about how she was a routine person who didnt welcome change.
Maybe i fear change too.
Maybe i should look at myself before talking bad about her.

I pray.
So hard.
That i,ll have a nice class , with people which i can have fun and study with.
I pray that my 3 friends in band wont leave band just because the conductor is strict.

I pray that the guys and girl doing music theory with me , we,ll get through with distinction.



Matthew that bastard.
He knows i want the V-Pick so badly.
SO he says. I,ll sell it to you for $18 dollars.
Grrrr. I know that pick is special and is worth like Sgd $5
Yes. $5 for a guitar pick.
But hell. Its an awesome pick.
I feel like a pro when i use that pick.
Problem is that , he owns one out of the 2 picks available in singapore.
I,m waiting for the next shipment.

I need to get married.
There are some people around me.
Definitely marrying material.


Do comment on my poem.
If you want , you can even critically analyze it.
Type out an essay and email me...
But if you,d rather not.
Leave a comment on my tagboard.
Its getting old.

SHIT.
I got 87 for grade 4.

Sunday night.
Time to get emotional. (Not emo)

Damn.
Dont leave me.
I dont want to have to go through this alone.
1 by 1 , you,re all disappearing.
If it comes down to the day that i,m dreading.
I know it will come. Its just that i,m wondering when...
I will breakdown i think.

I went out with Gang Yi yesterday.
I,m happy to see that my best friend is taking army well.
We talked about things.
He shared his problems and i shared mine.
My poor poor friend.
I would be broken too.

Andrew came over today.
We,re cool.
Vic asked me to sing for his band on sunday. Just on sunday.
I,m actually quite keen.
I do enjoy singing. But at least i know that i,m able to hit the notes on the songs that they,re playing.

Damn.
PLEASE. DONT LEAVE ME.
Well... all this is coming from a guy who fears change.


I,m thinking about being a father.
I guess. It would be interesting.
I mean seriously. I,m not talking about the sex.
I,m talking about parenting.
I realize that i,m not capable of being a father now. Not financially , emotionally and mentally able.
But still , its like one of those sparkling feelings i get when i think about being a father.

kk. i,m gonna go chill.
Btw. Heres a challenge to you guys. Whoever you might be whos reading.
Lets try doing this.

Tomorrow.
Dont use a single Vulgarity.
I,m sure some of you people who read my blog are capable of achieving that easily.
But for some others. Hohoho. Challenge yourself

i,ll hunt you down and hurt you.
Yes. SO BE IT. I know that i,m a control freak but still.
I,ll get so mad. I would.

Grrrrr.

Happy birthday Yirun.
I hope you like the shades

Valentines Day.
Its different this year.

I usually spend valentines day alone.
But this year , i,m finding myself actively involved in the festivities.

For once i actually have presents = ))))))))))))))))))))))))))
PRESENTS.
Yessssss.
I feel cool.

ok so.
I,ve been blogging rather negatively recently.
While i may STILL be up to my knees in busy, its time for a change of mood.
No sadness on valentines day.

I decided to write a Guide to Life!

1. If you dont know what to do , just smile.

2. Experience the joy of giving. (sounds very takashimaya)

3. Dont keep things to yourself. There are people who will listen and help.

4. If you have to decide between KFC or Mac or Burgerking , choose Pastamania. (Seriously...I,m SICK of burgerking. When i go out with Skyler , we eat burgerking. When i go out with Vic , i eat burgerking. Go out wth Matthew, eat burgerking. Go out with My IG, eat burgerking. Go out on valentines day with some friends , EAT BURGERKING. you get my point.

5. Do not give in to the temptation to procrastinate.

6. The grass is NOT always greener on the other side.

7. Love is to be shared.

8. Your worst enemy is Laziness and envy.

9. There is always hope.


Happy Valentines Day.
I love you guys

so i,ve had a shitty day.

Didnt go to school because i was too lazy to get up
Slacked at home did NOTHING but play warcraft.

Attempted to redeem myself by reading up econs notes cos i MISSED todays lecture.
I read up a bit. Understood some.

I friggin did NOTHING today.
Except got myself even more confused over Intervals because i was pretty sure i knew it. But yet unsure if i was fooling myself.

Today is one of the days where i got VERY AGITATED at people.
Just for talking to me and bugging me.

Yes. I can count the number of people i snapped at.

My Dad.
My Stepmom.
My classmate.
Cheryl.
Hueitai.
Vic.
Yirun.
My Mom.
Matthew.

Yup. Basically. Anyone who spoke to me.
So whats the deal i ask myself.
Maybe i need some chill time.
Thus. I,m having my body & mind reset time today by not doing ANYTHING.
So i guess i got pretty bugged

when someone interrupted my pitiful moment

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I am succumbing to stress.

i find it hard. To tell a person off.
I guess its one of my stronger but weaker point.
Arrghh. I feel bad about snapping at people today.
I am Worried LIKE HELL. That i wouldnt be able to catch up because i skipped school today.
What am i gunna do. I havent even finished tabbing out TTYD which was due last thursday...
Music theory. Saxophone practice. Guitar practice. Econs test on wed.
Dammit.

At least i,ve gotten my homework out of the way.
I need to be more disciplined.
But im becoming one cold cold bastard.
Not good. I harbor ill thoughts in my mind.
I might smile at you but inside i might be repeatedly stabbing you with a knife.
This is how people become insane.
I doubt i,ll become insane but this is just a notion.
whatever
I,m going to bed. Theres still hope. Hope that tomorrow will be good.

3 videos that i want to share with you guys.
Each of them is awesome in their own way.


This one is Awesome in an epic way


This one is Awesome because its so touching


This one is Awesome because its retarded and cool

Word of the day.

Choice

Think about it.
Ask yourself.
On what basis do i make my choices on?
Do i feel that i have made the right choices?
Give yourself 5 mins.

Reflect.
Goodnight.

Seasons dont fear the reaper.
But do the wind the sun and the rain ( we can be like they are )
Cmon baby ( dont fear the reaper )
Baby take my hand ( dont fear the reaper )
We,ll be able to fly ( dont fear the reaper )
Baby I,m your mannnnnnnn.

LoL. Dont fear the reaper. Check it out its in my musicbox.
Its track number 4.

Btw the playlist goes like this. Cos ya you can barely see the song titles.
1. Amazing , High and Mighty Color
2. While my guitar gently weeps , The beatles , Paul Gilbert
3. Oboe Concerto in C major , Mozart
4. Dont fear the reaper , Blue oyster cult
5. Omens of love , T-Square

Accomplished quite a bit today.
I,m satisfied.
Good job Tim. Continue working hard.

kk.

I,m blogging because i havent updated in a while.
I know this is a horrible reason to blog but anyway. Ya.
Check out the cool song.
Its an oboe concerto in C major by Mozart.
One of the songs that made me wanna play the oboe.

So past few days have been an emotional rollercoaster.
Basically , i went from

Normal -> Depressed - > irritated -> Understanding -> motivated -> normal -> insecure - > content -> normal.

But one thing has remained constant.
I,m feeling
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S T R E S S E D
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omg.omg.omg.
The level of arts in CJC is HIGH!
No shit. We,re ranked 3rd in arts behind NJC and ACJC (pui)(yes i am prejudiced towards that school no offence if anyone from ACJC is reading this. There are good people in there too. I,m just talking about how i feel towards the majority)

you wanna see pro shet?

Below is what someone in my level wrote.

Upon first reading the poem, its general theme is clearly the inexorable nature and calling of death. There is, however, a subtle, more human dimension to it. Rather than convey rejection of the inevitable or delusions harboured of what ultimately is to come, the message here almost seems realisation rather than the denial; acceptance rather than defiance – a slightly unsettling yet quiet acceptance of life and death.

The first stanza begins with a reference to the ‘confessional’; this immediately gives to the poem a dark, austere atmosphere. I would surmise the comparison to be due to and of the mysterious, unknown nature of the confessional; in the same way, the happenings within the ambulance are left unsaid. Death here is given a figure in the form of the ambulance; it seems silent and detached, disturbingly contrasting against the lively vivacity of the ‘loud noon of cities’ it ‘threads’ its way through. ‘Giving back none of the glances it absorbs’; the ambulance takes on a cold, inhuman quality; an uncivil facelessness. ‘Coming to rest at any kerb’ and ‘visiting all streets in time’, the muted coming of death is shown to be ineluctable, as well as universal, in that no one is spared. This idea recurs in the second stanza, in the diverse ‘smells of different dinners’. Death is now shown to transcend the individual and the particular; ‘children strewn on steps or road’ and ‘women coming from the shops’ could well be any children or any women, from anywhere, all equally included, as they stop to gaze upon the ambulance. And gaze they do upon the ‘wild, white face’ of the person upon the stretcher – this description of the face could refer to – for the lack of a better term – its facelessness; a deliberate omission of identity and of the individual. Again, the theme of universality is touched on. The worrying nature of the face then inspires contemplation and ultimately realisation, all of which is covered in the subsequent stanza: the ‘solving’, conclusive ‘emptiness that lies just under all we do’ seems to bear a philosophical message. It displays the meaninglessness of life and existence as a whole in the face of death, and the beginnings of the ultimate realisation dawning. In seeing the passing of the other atop the stretcher, the bystanders ‘for a second get it whole’, and begin to wonder about their own fates. As the ambulance begins to leave, ‘fastened doors receding’, the bystanders ‘whisper at their own distress’; the tone here could imply that they are in dread of the coming of fate; even in fear of the very distress they feel towards the eventuality of death – including their own.

With the leaving of the ambulance in ‘deadened air’, meaning silence, a loss is experienced. Once more, the universality of the eventuality of this loss is shown – death transcends even the ‘unique random blends of families and fashions’, disregarding ‘what cohered across the years’. Death is also shown to be akin to isolation in a very literal sense; it is as if ‘from the exchange of love’ a person is left ‘unreachable inside a room’, cut off from the rest of the world. As the ‘traffic parts to let it (the ambulance) go by’, one cannot help but feel a slight sense of the solemn reverence conveyed. In ‘bringing closer what is left to come’, the ambulance ultimately hastens death. Ambulances are depicted in this poem as portals – a transitory stage and medium; they come and go like harbingers of the ominous. Finally, in ‘dulling to distance all we are’, the ambulance shows that in death, all individuality is stripped from us; we become as the distance between the fleeting sight of the ‘fastened doors receding’. Nothing more is known of us to the bystanders. In that way, a position of acceptance is reached: the ‘loosening’ of emotions ‘at last’; the symbolic parting of the traffic to allow the ambulance passage; the preparedness of ‘what is left to come’.

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I plead inferiority.
This is beyond my level.
Given i didnt take literature in secondary school but dang. I,d safely say that this is a Straight As essay. Well , not an essay , just the intro and the first 2 paragraphs but its still A quality.

History. Is the most heavy thing in the world.
If you excercised by lifting History , u,d become pretty darn strong.
The readings i get for International History are pretty ok. No problems comprehending them.
However , the content is super heavy. How many millions of cold war related stuff do i have to remember.
Inversely , the content for South East Asian History is rather little and easy to remember.
However , the readings are crazy. I,m serious. Its so scary. I have to check the dictionary for a new word almost every few sentences.
Further more , we have irritating South East Asian names.
King Chulalongkorn from Thailand.
Sultan Ofar bin jaafar smth smth smth from Malaya.

Ya. Well , thats just me complaining.
But seriously , i wish Mr Nathan my Econs lecturer , would stop speaking so incoherently.
No racism here but not only does he zoom through the lectures , his method of speech makes the concepts harder to grasp.

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K. Somethings been bugging me.
My class is forming into 2 groups.
I try to be nice so i,m accepted by both groups.
However , one of the groups is being pretty stuckup.
I dont mention this in front of them and i still talk to the people in that group , smile at them , be nice. But i,m seriously getting really annoyed by their hypocriscy and i really disapprove.

Heres an example. I,m sitting next to Ms.G during maybe lecture or smth.
She complains to me. "Urggh I hate this sickening lecturer. Hes such an asshole. He should go and die. " or " I really cant stand XXX shes such a bitch ".

I mean for me , these sorta comments go in one ear and come out from the other.
However , What am i to do. When she asks me. " Dont you agree? "

I,m not gonna say. " I DISAGREE NOW SCREW OFF AND QUIT YOUR BITCHING. "
No i cant say that.
I cant bring myself to agree either.
So instead , i act like a coward.

Reaction no.1 : Smile
Reaction no.2 : Divert attention. With retarded topics. " Eh? what lesson is next ah? "
Reaction no.3 : Act blur. " Huh? I,m sorry. I was just thinking about smth shitty that happened this morning "

But i really cant stand this.
I,ve spoken to 2 others in class about my feelings towards this negative attitude coming from the " superior " group. But we cant do much about it either.

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CNY is coming.
But this year , i,m not in the spirit of chinese new year.
I,m really bogged down by my assignments and commitments.

I,ve yet to complete History readings , I,ve yet to do Excercise 1.6 for math
I,ve yet to read up Econs Demand and Supply notes.

But the worst thing is that.
I have a TON of music theory to do. In a VERY short period of time.
OMG AND MY NOTE/REST GROUPING IS SHIT.
I SUCK SO HARD AT GROUPING.

Ahhh. I,m gunna die.

Not to mention i have to make sure my guitar skillz dont deprove and practice my saxaphone if i still want to continue hoping to become the saxaphone soloist in due time.

I dont even have time to read A hopeless Romantic.
and i feel kinda bad because i havent even read the nicholas sparks book that sherrie lent me.

I,m thinking of getting my Bridge readjusted and customized to suit my playing.
I called Beez. He quoted me a price of $50.
I dunno. I,m pretty hard on cash but i,m banking on Ang Pow Money to help me out through this tough financial time.

Thanks to Singchang for helping me repair my flashplayer.
I will upload a couple more songs into my Imeem. So you readers can pick and choose.
But that will have to wait.

I aim to be able to write better essays than the above essay which i shamelessly stole and posted on this blog. But anyway. For now , its just a matter of scraping through and completing all that needs to be done.

Quote Jarvis : Prioritize.
But man Jarvis. If you,re reading this.
I know whats your top priority.






























smoking.

(i,m kidding dont take it seriously)
Peaceout = )