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Tuesday, April 11, 2006 @ 9:18 PM
almost...

i was about to talk about a certain topic, but somehow...
  • the weather seemed more humid
  • my seat felt more solid than usual
  • my bag is blocking the fengshui, or creating 'negative energy'
  • i've got a craving for chips ( dont i always?)
  • i keep having premonitions of how kll is going strangle her hwk out of me tml
hence, till i'm in the mood, bb.



Sunday, April 09, 2006 @ 1:13 AM

my grades were questioned by my ct tee days ago, for what reason had i gotten such humiliating letters on a report card from the 'supposedly' first class of MJc.

'well, i just have no motivation 'cher. feel real sianz whenever i have to study.'

whether this would suffice as a reason was irrelevant at the moment, more importantly was how honest i was with my ct tee. i simply do not value the importance of study, though almost every teacher i've met ever since (well, maybe except one: mr joseph wong) has drilled into me the point that w/o papers, you have nowhere to go. my ct tee had further cemented this fact into me once more ( with stories of his own to add credibility) on that fateful day. still, i wasnt convinced.

that's the problem with me then; my indifference to everything around me. i only know where my interest do not lie in, but not what interests me. i'm not entirely sure i've fallen into this state of heckcare-ness, but i fear this will drag even after my NS. maybe i've been dulled by all the education crap that i've no time to truly seek out my wants and needs. games anime manga are probably temporary worldly satisfaction/pleasures, but i still lack the one interest that'll last me for life, or at least get me my paper. honestly, i dont give a damn as to how i'm suppose to derive the expectation of a distribution, or how many blardy carbons an alkene is suppose to be made up of. heck, do we really need to know how an amplifier works? it just amplifys the damn music and that's all that matters.

i need a purpose. or at least a reason to last me long enough for 6 months of study.

if only you were a good enough reason, if not purpose in that matter.



Saturday, April 01, 2006 @ 5:42 PM
Post-block-tests mortem

a recent caricature in my exam paper had prompted me to dig up my history and past experiences with such undesired findings:


the beginning of the end.


close up #1


close up #2


close up #3


close up #4















the one of many






i'm really doomed.