BLAH BLAHS

I feel fat
Cycling around for 10 rounds make me feel not at all less un-fat.

THE VICIOUS CYCLE OF FEELING FAT

Of course, after you eat, you just sit down and study like some morbid weirdo.
After mugging, you'd stand up for meals.
Then it's back to the vicious cycle of feeling fat cos' you'd return back to your books.

THAT SAD.

Back to how I had yet to touch my H1 subject. That green small book is just stuck somewhere, yearning to see sunlight yet again. Oh no no, I don't mean that P&P is un-nice but to SERIOUSLY study about it and answer an essay long question is just so turning me off.

Every single thing is turning me off. Just pray that tomorrow's camp will be perfect then the least is that there's something to yearn for.

YAY. i'm so looooking foward to tomorrow. Like finally, finally we can have some gathering of somesort.

Ok. I exaggerated that level of excitement. And I've to miss Spongebob tomorrow. I'm feeling kinda sad.

Goodbye.

It's kinda shocking to know how small the world is.
And how we are all so closely interconnected.

see. the work of globalisation.

Let's Pray.

Yes. i pray a million times that the sailing competition went well today.

And i pray that i can stop deviating from my books.

Pray with me. it'll be deeply appreciated.

Twelve Variations on "Ah, vous dirai-je, Maman"

This world is getting to be so weird.

Bus trip today was kinda odd cos' there were these 2 weird people.

No. I shalln't be mean to label them as weirdos, YET.

They were entertaining themselves by moving up and down the bus doing absolutely but tapping their ez-link cards. And so, it was nothing but pretty annoying beeping every 30s.

I mean it. Really. Every 30s the ez-link card scanner thing would just beep once. And they were just utter amused by it. I have no idea why.

What in the world is this? Oh wells. We are just surrounded by amusing things recently.

Yes. Just heard the online version of this song. Swear my jaws just almost dropped off. Fortunately it didnt.

Presenting to you:

Twelve Variations on "Ah, vous dirai-je, Maman" ("Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star")
By Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

WHATEVER. I'm just gonna faint now.

Byes.

CHEM

I tried doing the podcast thing.
I really did try.
But it screwed up cos' the teachers' voice were either

a) putting me to sleep.
b) speaking so fast that my pathetic brain can barely comprehend.

Conclusion: I shall try no further anymore today.

Time reads 12.20am. 9th June.

Goodnight.

Conformity

Conform.

Say hi to my newfound friend. His name's Conformity. Oh wells, i don't really welcome such nice guest here but I should just try my utmost best to accept his existence.

Oh wells. His existence ain't much favoured since he left my life a year back or so. Being cow-seller back in alma mater just absolutely taught me what conformity is all about.

Yes. Selling cows. Buy 2 get 1 free.

But life's been pretty much changing since you left secondary school, comfort zone as I would like to call it, you just have to adapt to changes. It's hard but oh well, we just have to survive it through even though you may hate it.

Nah. Now is back to the sick old routine of mugging and mugging.

Welcome to Mugger's life preparing for the mighty A's.

Thank you and Goodbye.

Hello. This blog is finally put into place once again.


Yes. I'm back to writing those abstract things that would render thinking bout what [the heck] I'm actually wanna convey. And yes, life's pretty exciting these days.

Of course. How exciting things are with constant mugging and having an absolute sick routine.

Alright. Get a life. It's just 6 friggin months more before everything ends.

Goodbye.