Falcon up and running again....

Song of de-day: "Hearts on fire" - OST Rocky Series

Well sometimes I forget that the Millenium Falcon is not a pleasure yacht to Han Solo. Its neither a cruise ship nor a stat of the art craft fresh off the Kuat drive yards... Its an old run down ship modified to the extent of eccentricity and made to work wonders under insane conditions.

That is the situation of my run down com now. A P3 7oo MHz wif onboard graphics card and sound card, its a YT1300 corellian transport, totally obsolete during current times. The internet explorer was giving me problems and i could not install my printer as well. I guess it called for a radical overhaul. I wiped out everything on my com and reinstalled win xp. Installed my printer, microsoft word, ppt and excel. And other basic functions as well. Now its running smoothly with the most basic of functions. A ship battleworthy in a fight against the Empire. NUS.

Went on a download and print frenzy, zapping notes and lecture outlines in a bid to have reading materials at hand rather than reading em off online or copying them down manually on a writing pad. I guess I can also start doing the prepatory work and draft typing for my essays as well. I already decided on my questions for Political Science and SEAstudies. Cannot do much for lit since i have barely read one book. Basically there's work at hand now.

Had gone for 3 tutorial classes now. Namely Pol Sc, History and SEAstudies. Guess I can say I made a few friends in Pol Sc namely this dude called Ron and a gal called Xie Ying. Knew a few more as well but I guess it will take a few more tutorials before we actually get together outside the class for lunch or sumthin. The PS tutor called, Vicente, is a cool dude who taught us a few cool spanish terms like Nea Timeas which means do not be afraid.... History was a bore... the peeps were just too boring but there's gek hau there for backup. SEAstudies was pretty much the same cept fer a couple of indian fellas like Vicky frm mauritius, Dinesh and Arysal from CJC to keep the entertainment goin in the indian flavour.

Left.... Lit tute tomorrow and Soci next tuesday. After tomorrow, it will be long weekend again, but I guess I cannot slack through like I did last week. Gotta start reading up the readings, work on my essays and start jogging more on a regular basis.

Anyway a shoutout to Sherm my bro. Glad ur momma is alrite. Guess it proved to the world that u are definitely a son your parents can be proud of. You have passed the test in a certain way and may Allah smile upon you for your filial act. I am proud of you man! keep up the good work!

Anyway, on a more sombre note. The day came and went in regards to that indian beauty i saw in Soci lect. I only see her for 2 hours every week. How exclusive can it get??? Hahahaha! But she has blown my mind in a way only the mangamma jacques was capable of.... and i don't even know her name... I guess, its just God's way of giving you the little things in life. I know I will probly get to only see them from afar and never get to enjoy their company but its the least i could hope for in a world where you will only being able to get what you deserve. (and only God keeps the accounts)

Anyway, The Prak machine will continue to roll along like the shit mobile from the eddie murphy movie "Metro" ! LoLz!!

P.S. Oh yeah.... I was planning on starting a tabloid called THE PORCH.... inspired by Smallville's THE TORCH. Basically its a 2 page special covering my bro Sherm's everyday scandals (most of them creatively conjured up by my sick and twisted mind) on the front page and a back page containing Faiz's brutal and sordid accounts of his life.... (No creative control required, just a strong set of guts to stomach the stuff I have to report about him).... And a mini section for Tate my chum as well.... for him to exercise his creative control and diss the oil drums and other low-lifes as well..... Dude... You are the Bomb and most definitely the Insult(s) guru amongst us 4...

Peace y'all... T-Dog signing off....

Quote reflecting current mood: "I ain't gonna roll all week in this shit mobile" - Eddie Murphy, Metro.

School week done....

Well the tutorial balloting results have come in. I got most of the classes that I wanted. Not even one tutorial with Sherm, despite us sharing three lectures. I wonder why?

Anyway, history lecture was a blast. Had gek hau as backup. Hardworking and genial fella, easy to work with and dependable. Good to know he is in the same history class as me. Now I just hope some Indian hottie occupy the other tutorials.

*crosses fingers*

Tomorrow, a double lecture session. Hope to make use of the time available during the 4 hr break to catch up on some sociology. Not to mention buying the remaining books as well.
With my school week more or less settled, I will perhaps prepare runs and jogs on the free days. I still have to prepare for the marathon. Maybe gym sessions on Fridays? Who knows?

Lazy Monday.... Again....

Lazy Dayz – Robbie Williams

Been a rather slow Monday. While the rest of the world is out working and having their Monday blues, I lay lazing about at home trying to find some use for myself. After my daily dose of Macgyver, I sat on my couch not knowing what else to do.

Sherm called about the tutorial registration. But it will only start at 3pm later on in the day. So I decided to hit the bed for more snooze time. But sleep did not come again…. The dreams did not resume. Just a blank realization, that I was still awake. If I had woken earlier, I could have gone for a run. But it was too late for that. The sun was too high up, grinning at me with his all too searing rays.

So I decided to raid my fridge for that all too late breakfast. Took some cheese and milk out. Fried a couple of eggs and made egg sandwiches and ate my heart out. Hit the showers and came out and realized my specs were missing. I don’t know where I placed them. In my earlier sleep starved stupor, I was not aware that I had been walking around my house half blind.

It took me a better half of an hour to find my glasses. They were on the couch. Apparently I took them off after Macgyver. Bleargh!

Time check. It was only 1pm.

Felt like complimenting the slow day by watching a slow movie like Sabrina or listening to some Jazz. But it was bright daylight. Not the time for jazz or romantic comedies. Though I could just pull the curtains shut for the desired effect but I decided against it. I did not want unwanted feelings and emotions to arise in me and ruin my day. Wanted to maintain the “Rizzo the Rat” feel for now.

Settled for some Blackadder instead. Laughed my guts out, watching episode after episode. Time passed and my brother was back home. We bantered abit about the football and he was going about packing his stuff for tomorrow’s soccer game. Seeing him go about reminded me about my days in secondary school. The days when I would go about preparing my stuff for the soccer game the next day or packing my bags haphazardly, looking forward to the next school day.

Sigh

The memories. Sometimes you only remember the good and not the bad. But as much as I try, the bad don’t matter actually. It’s the good that counts. They bring a smile to your face. Brightens up a slow day. Calms the nerves… Makes you want to go further….

Started on the tutorial balloting stuff. Took me 5 hours to carefully plan and execute the balloting. Hopefully I get what I asked for.

Mum came home soon after. Had Prata for dinner. Talked to my mum some. Come to think of it, I spent the entire weekend with her. While my dad was working and my bro had NCC commitments. It was fun. Some quality time with momma. Went down to little India with her to do some shopping and to the temple to do some prayers. Ran into some relatives there. More family politics….LOL! It never ends…

Anyway, it’s back to school on Tuesday. Have a history lecture at 4pm. Maybe I will hit the streets for a jog in the morning. Get the system running again. Got a double appointment with johnnie, and hopefully the rest of the gang, this sat, a jog in the morning and a study session in the evening. It will be nice to find a spot where they play jazz. Maybe at compass point down at sengkang? Got to check it out this weekend.

Well that’s all folks from Downtown Hougang! Keep it tuned to the next session….!

A note to faiz's ex...

Well I only realised that dear jacq has left a comment on one of my blogs after entering my previous entry.

After reading it, naturally I felt compelled to rebutt and start a war of words. But I realise that its somewhat pointless. Well dear jacq, like u said, no point in hostility. Matter of fact, you were... correction... ARE right on many accounts. Irregardless of whether u see this or not, i guess i have a duty to oblige and reply to your comment.

Yes, you are right about faiz's neediness. Its his way of being loved. Its subjective to pass views on how to be loved. Frankly my view does coincide with yours. People despite being in a relationship, do need their own time and space. I will be irate if my gal wanted me to accompany her shopping for the upteenth time when the guys ask me out for soccer. Frankly, I do not blame you for the breakup. IF I sounded in anyway hinting that possibility, my apologies then, cuz it aint my intention. Matter of fact, I am glad you guys broke up. Very glad. If anything, the two of you are better off alone then with each other.

Faiz has his faults. And he has a problem accepting them. He's my friend and will be despite his faults. But do not be mistaken that I am his friend and totally unaware of his faults. If anything, I only know it too well. Faiz also does not like people pointing out his faults. I know it too well as well. I was at the recieving end at one point in our history together. So right now, pointing out each other's faults is not going to solve the problem. Fact is the two of you should look at how the 2 of you got together in the first place.

As the older, more mature and independant person of the relationship, I FEEL that you should have been more aware of the situation known as FAIZ. Attractions aside, I guess we are no longer teenie weenies still caught in the throes of puppy love. More than anything, we must be mature enough to use our heads despite our feelings overwhelming us.

When he had abandoned asra for you, you should have had the sense to feel that something is wrong. Asra ain't a bad girl. In fact, she was another who tolerated faiz's nonsense and gotten into trouble herself with her family. I believe you were friends with her for sometime and you should know about her. The warning bells should have rung when faiz pulled the stunt he did. But you happily initiated the relationship with him. I don't want to go into how the relationship started as well.

I don't want to go into all the faults here. Instead reflect on it yourself. My intention is just to let you know that everyone is looking at the breakup but none bothers to look at the start. The problem was not the breakup. Frankly it was long overdue. The problem lay in the start. You did not feel him out before u got into a relationship with him. You happily jumped into the bandwagon not realising the road ahead. Then it all became a matter of finger pointing and fault finding when the endorphins of love at first sight died down.

Think about it. Yeah you are not the only one at fault. Faiz is to blame as well. But I feel that you should have been mature enough to have seen the pits in the first place. And I don't blame you for stealing him away from us at all. More than ever, you have brought him back to us. For that I gotta thank you. You made him wake up his idea to a certain extent. The line had to be drawn somewhere and u did it. Kudos to u!

My conclusion is simple. You should either changed him from the start or not gotten into the relationship at all. Pointing each other's faults after the breakup is not gonna help anyone. Should have done that from the start. Do feel free to correct me if i am wrong.

The ball is in your court.

The Hype and the Pressure

Calm like a bomb - Rage Against the machine

Its barely the first week into NUS. And already I am studying like there's no tomorrow. I mean, I don't think I was even this studious during the As. And I am not the only one neck deep in the books.

I guess the hype has finally gotten to us. The 3 year brain inactivity has been a serious hindrance. And now, looking at the texts, its an uphill task and it threatens to engulf us. Sooner or later, I knew it will pose a problem. But foolishly I did not do anything to prepare for it. And now I am paying the price.

Maybe I am exaggerating alittle. Maybe this time its the pressure. I was talking to Johnathan and he shares the situation as I. Being born into middle class families, with our parents not earning more then 1.5k each, it has always been a financially subsistence level of living for folks like us. And the one thing keeping us going is the hope that one fine day we can make a future for ourselves. And in a situation like singapore, anything below a degree will be not acceptable. Anything lower than a degree and it will be like being like our parents. And all those years spent studying will be wasted.

We have gone too far to slip up. We cannot afford overseas education and being the eldest child in the family, we are also carrying the flag of the family. Groomed by the past to lead the future. Our siblings depend on us. Our parents depend on us. To deliver them. Yeah it sounds like I am some sort of a saviour. But I guess that's what makes me and jonathan such reclusive, cynical and largely practical people. We have no time for romance, no space for slacking and no capacity for deviance. Our childhood made us such.

Sometimes I think about the whole situation and as much I want to settle down in life, I can't. Somehow it's beyond me. There's too much for me to do. And I feel then when it's all over and when the dust settles, nothing will be left for me to settle down with. I have become too independant to share my life with someone. And rightfully so, that I have remained single all my life. God has been ruthlessly kind to me. He did not give me one because HE knows it won't last.

That is why I am workin my guts off these past few days. That is why I have given up on Ling. Yes... its finally over. I have neither strength nor desire to pursue her. I have finally become what I have feared the most. A cold, pragmatic realist. Although moments of my repressed self will kick out in due fashion now and then pronouncing my love for women, it will be just that. Moments. Now i just live with a singular purpose. For myself. To do well in life and to hold my pals close. Cuz when the going gets tuff, all u are left with are your family, ur buddies and most importantly urself.

No modern woman is gonna stick her neck out for a guy when he's down. Gone are the days of "pattanis". Women with character who will stick their necks out for their man. Their breed will die along with our mothers. The last of their kind. Divorce is so common, the value of the divorce papers can easily match up to recycled toilet paper. Idealism is for the weak. Why waste time and effort on someone whom u can lose anytime. Why fight for a woman? Pah... Endless bullshit that clogs our ears like wax.

I guess I am more assured than ever about being a bachelor. Its the wisest choice. The only choice. If there is a chance I could get settled down, then let the woman find me. I am sick and tired of "looking for love". What an idiosyncratic notion!

Back to the issue at hand. I guess the hype and pressure will soon be moulded into constructive energy. Once we put our minds to it we can achieve anything. And right now, its to cross the hurdle successfully.

The Revenge of the Z-Monster

Wake Up - Rage Against The Machine

I don't know what hit me yesterday when I came back home. I don't whether it was the mutton beryani I ate after the ICM lecture I crashed. I don't know whether it was the literature lecture and the 1 book every 2 weeks frequency. Or maybe it was the the whole week itself and the lack of sleep that ensued because of it. Whatever the reasons, be it one or all of them, I tottered back home, ate dinner, chatted with tate online whilst downloading and installing adobe acrobat reader, watched the highlights of the match between Manchester United and Dinamo Bucharest and crashed on my bed.

After 12 hrs, i awoke.

Now I face a predicament. My mum asked me to accompany her to lil india to get some stuff around noon. And she wants me home for the prayers that she will be conducting later in the evening. And there's the Gollie performance in the evening as well. Well whatever it is, family comes first. And I can meet the guys in the afternoon as well. In town perhaps so I can zip back home after that.

I have to say the 12hours sleep had helped me alot. Fridays off is a real payoff when i can actually have a rest day before plunging myself into the books during the weekends as I prepare for next week's tutorials and lectures. Consistency is everything. I cannot afford to slip up. I am beginning my NUS life with average-C standard. I cannot afford to play afool like I did in CJC. Study hard, play hard. Live Life to the fullest. Somehow I feel NUS might come in par with my Gan Eng Seng days as the best years of my life if not better.

I guess, this is as good as a time to make a roughly midterm resolution. Not just to study, but to enjoy myself in the process. I will not be schooling again after NUS. It might be last time that i can be sheltered and protected from the vicious world out there. So yeah, time to get my priorities right, and get down to it!

P.S. Hope my dad can pull off the deal and get the DREAM MACHJINE in 10 days time. Will solve alot of my problems. Not to mention being able to play the Knights of the Old Republic, Neverwinter Nights and Jedi Academy....OOOOHHHH I can't wait!!!


Quote reflecting current mood:
I feel I can take on the whole Empire by myself - Dack Raltar, Empire Strikes Back

The Land of the Frozen Brain

Everybody loves Somebody Sometime - Dean Martin

I am a savage. A savage in the DENSE forests of the lands of the No-brainers. The virgin-brain jungles of NS. And finally, like ENCINO MAN, I have emerged from it all into the bright lights of civilisation. Into.... NUS...

With 3 introductory lectures under my belt and having splurged 60bux on 3 books alone.... I am reeling under the onslaught of the reading material presented to me..... I guess the ladies have the advantage cuz their brains are still configured to the education pattern.... but for us guys.... it will be a uphill battle to get our gear in place.

With all the weighing down and lack of use, i feel i have to doggedly pursue CRAMPED READING methods to fashion my brain back into the "learning" mode. Basically to find the fun in learning. But to find the fun....you have gotta find some proficiency....

I guess i will be bogged down the next few days trying to warm my engine up.... its has been a painful start.... but like the old saying goes.... No Pain. No Gain! And i have got to start cracking.

Moving along, its good to meet the blokes. From CJC and frm camp. Nice to know that without being a publicity crazy attention seeking himbo, i have managed to get a few HIs here and there as I walk around the Arts campus. Nothing irks me more than being alone in some venture. To be able to feel u belong somewhere, you got to know some of the folks around you. Its great having shermann around as i venture along but i know i cannot bother him too much. Sometimes he needs time alone with his peeps... *winks*

Anyway, met this sweet looking tamil chick, the first in this vast desert of dried up indian girls. Have not talked to her yet and there's a thousand and one possibilities that she's either taken or unavailable in every other way. But then again, its just a sight for sore eyes....nothing more....

Next day....Political Science and Lit. And a 5 hrs gap in between.... God help me!

~FaiZ aNd hIz PeRiOd dRaMa LiFe~

Song of dE-dAy: Strangers In the Night - Frank Sinatra!

This entry is dedicated solely to Faiz. I know I have been talking about him in my past few entries in a rather cursory manner, but I think this time he deserves Front Page coverage. Before I begin, a little recap for the folks who do not know about our history together as friends.

I met Faiz in Gan Eng Seng Sec, when we were Secondary 3. We were in the same class. I sat behind Faiz and Shermann sat behind me. At that point, Sherm and I were already good friends. And Faiz was undoubtedly the new addition to our fearsome force of humour and banter. Life was good in Secondary school. I was closer to Faiz. Almost brothers. He would make his way down to my place in Hougang to play Shadows of the Empire and or work on the design and tech folio. And then make his way back home all the way to Clementi at 6pm on Bus 147. And the journey was known as THE JOURNEY because it took 1 and a half hours. Interchange to Interchange.

Things started to deteriorate once Secondary school ended. It somehow synonymously marked the end of the best years of my life yet. The secondary school years. He got his new crew at #starwars and the frequency of phone calls lessened. I needed a reason to call or he was too busy for anything less. Soon the phone calls stopped and the hostility grew. It irked me more when i had to go online for him to tell me stuff. No more phonecalls or sms-es to ask me out or stuff. It was bad.

We started moving away from him. Chewie, shermann and me. It was almost a new life for him. He could not stand my nagging or what not. So I moved away. Hurt and cheated. My brother had thrown me out of his life. He used to tell me what's he's going to do before he did it. But it soon became the situation when i knew of things a few months after it had happened.

Life went on. I only had shermann and chewie to tell my shit to. But no matter what, I could not come myself to hate him. Because I knew he's not innately evil. Simply misguided. Or he's just plain ignorant.

Until recently. When somehow you knew things could not get any worse, "the asra" incident took place. And he got attached to jacq. In a blink of an eye and with no capacity to react and come to any fathomable conclusion, sherm and I were left speechless once again. a phrase aptly decribes the true essence of it all. "Botak has done it Again!"

This time we waited. We had to do something. We knew something wrong was going to happen. Something will come out loose. We knew faiz only too well. So we waited. And it finally did. As sherm predicted, It was another "nette" issue in faiz's life. Our fears were confirmed, and we had to take action. If there was any good time to bring faiz back into the fold, this was it. So we intervened and he grew abit wiser.

But I guess the main news is not what I have said so far. The main news is the rollercoaster ride Sherm and me had last night when were on the phone. We were discussing about something to smile at despite the lack of babes in NUS and other nonsense. That something was faiz making a comeback and finally seeing the light. As soon as that left our mouths, I came across his blog and the appalling thing on it. He went to watch a movie with...."that thing" (prison officer aboard death star in A New Hope, when Han and Luke in stormie gear bringing Chewie in as "prisoner")
And saying that he still harboured feelings for her and was still open to going back to her despite what sherm and I have said!

OH NO! The weight on our minds came bearing down on us. We could almost see tatum smiling crookedly with the look "I told you so, you FOOLS!" Faiz has climbed back up the tree of despair. The bugger was digging his graves again. Although Sherm and I knew that we were still going through probation period, we deemed that the prospects were bright. And somehow we were horribly wrong. We had felt a huge weight off our minds. Now it was back, imposing its heavy weight on us again!

Then we read the next blog that came in. Divine help had come! In the form of Sabrina! If you are reading this Sabrina.... let me say that you are truly God-sent, sent from the heavens above to deliver Faiz to safety. You are truly a Goddess.... I would glady kiss your feet for what you have done. And I am sure I am speaking on Sherm's behalf as well.

What we have failed to instill in faiz for the past years, she has done it in mere days. She has taught him the very things that we had hoped faiz will learn and cultivate. Its almost a miracle. Hell, IT IS a bloody MIRACLE! She's beautiful and brainy to boot! Her comments on her blog and the sense that she makes is truly astounding! Definitely a person, Faiz can hope to grow and learn from. And to think she has been living at the block beside his all his life. Somehow, it seems like God finally opened the doors to Faiz's enlightenment!

Shit! Its almost like the movie Sabrina itself. The watersprout that saved the virgin from a fate far worse than death. And the water sprout's name is Sabrina. And our dear botak is the "virgin". The coincidences and occurences are just too bloody coincidental to be anything less than divine.

Once again, THANK YOU very much Sabrina! You have not only saved Faiz but you have saved us as well. To see him wallow in that rut of his was just too painful for us. Despite being in a rut ourselves, we always had a reason to smile because we knew faiz IS doing well. And you have given us that!

P.S. Botak don't not screw this one up! She's the best thing that has ever happened in your life! But I know you won't! Do us proud! Do the Rogues Proud! R9 out!


Quote reflecting current mood: "How are we doing, Kid?" - Han Solo
"Same as always....." - Luke Skywalker
"That bad huh? " - Han Solo *smirk on his face*

wAsSs-uP LiFe!!!

Song of dE-dAy: Blue Skies by Irving Berlin

Its the start of the month and basically there is much to smile about. Well, I guess it more than a smile. Its a bloody grin, almost feral in nature. Hahahaha! Just kidding folks, nothing menacing. Just that furrowed foreheads have finally found some break time and relax the overworked facial muscles....

Well first up, The 340bux SAF owes me has come in earlier than expected. That in itself, is more than a reason to smile.... Finally some funds (however little) to boost my depleteing reserves. It gave the resources necessary to make some tactical buys. Firstly, i splurged 36bux at PoPular on much needed stationery. Another 10 bux went to getting me a new nike ankle socks to replace the one that tore due to overuse. Which reminds me that i need to get another one so that I can rotate the socks more efficiently and facilitate the expanded training hours that i am planning to implement. I topped up my cashcard and ez link card. Even bought a new wallet and a Croc rhapsody shirt (ok those were more luxury buys than tactical buys).

My foray into the wonderful sci-fi world continued as i just borrowed the three prequels to the sci-fi classic DUNE. "House of Atreides" , "House of Harkonnen" and "House of Corrino". I wanted to try my hand in Dune since i have watched the Adapted-to-screen movie and guess its best to start with the prequels before I moved to the real thing. Its like a newbie star wars fan watching Ep 1 to 3 first before watching the classics to enjoy the "wholesome movie experience". I also started downloading episodes from the Star Trek TNG season 1. Something that would have appalled me a few years ago. I cannot imagine that a chance viewing of Star Trek: Enterprise has turned me into the Trekkie fan that I am. But that does not mean that I am a star wars fan any less. In fact, I don't understand the conflict between Warsie and Trekkie fans after having tasted both worlds. They both rock! LoLz!

Anyway, been out with Jonathan the past few days and we managed to agree to participate in the coming marathon and factor in at least 1 joint training session (2 would be ideal) every week as we prepare for it. I guess its a good way to counter balance the upcoming nus life. I don't wanna spend every day burying my nose in books. I also suggested i needed a bicycle. Travelling to sengkang costs 70cents and 1buck-plus to ang mo kio and more to bishan. At least with a bike, i can get cost free transportation to places and training areas like macritchie even and get a workout and/or warmup/cooldown. So i told johnny to keep a lookout for em. I don't want the bulky one with gear and suspension and all... Something simple and light enough to lift up the stairs.

Most importatntly, the modular nonsense is finally over. I got History, Political science, English Literature, Sociology and SEAstudies. School starts proper on Aug 10 though I have to turn up on Monday for the Freshmen Inauguration. But the rest of the week will be free and i got to decide along the way whether I want to turn up for the rag and flag nonsense. If anyone's going, maybe I will tag along. If not, I mite stay home and vegetate, read me books or go fer a run.

So my bag is packed, my pencil box stocked up, notepad's in the bag and my atitude finally tuned in to the school frequency. Everything looks set. I am also glad for Faiz. He's making progress with this babe of a gal known as Sabrina. Cannot imagine Faiz as Linus Larrabee (harrison ford's character in the movie Sabrina) though. LoLz! But I guess they look like they are made for each other. She's smart (written some wonderful poetry and recitation from Oscar Wilde's DeProfoundis??), hot (the photos of hers speak for themselves and possess similar likes for felines and stuff like Faiz. Definitely a mega-licious leap from the ladies of his past. Similar yet different at the same time. The winning combination! And I guess he totally deserves em now. His atitude is changing for the better, though there's still much work to be done. But hey, we all aren't perfect and we each have our own specialities. That's why we are friends cuz we can help each other grow in ways we are incapable of by ourselves. Wish you all da best in all things Sabrina. Even if u don't get her as a gf....i feel she will be equally wonderful as a best friend as well....

Back to me...guess I have the still-surprisingly-single shermann...though i know it won't last for long. I am just waiting for the bugger to pull some stunt and getting jiggy with some hottie and surprise me like he always does time and again... As for me, I will still be rolling along my life celebrating the lonesome spirit and pondering about masturbation as a substitute for sex...LoLz! I have still not gone down that road yet....

Ahahahaha! Well there's Lister's bday party nex fri. Still undecided about that one. I still cannot believe that she still remembers me. I have this sneaky feeling that she thinks I am Hari since she was close with him (or actually, more like bullied by him) and all during CJC. I can imagine Celia mentioning a black dude and leaving out the name. LoLz! That will be something to laugh at, in the days to follow.

Whatever the case.... its a waiting game now. Waiting for a new whole new life to start. A life where the combat boots and clusterf**king have to be left behind for books and unwanted school politics. Cynicism aside, I am waiting like a hungry wolf. A feral smile forming at my lips....

Quote reflecting current mood: "Like countless commanders on countless battlefields.... I await the dawn" - Capt Jean-Luc Picard, Star Trek: Nemesis.