I still wish we would be able to hang, though. Despite schedules and stuff.

JADATION: CYNICISM OF OUR GENERATION

So I'm back from the really tiring Pre-U Seminar.

Really tired. Obviously.

It was fun, though. Really fun.

Not the talks, of course... The games, like:
1) Hang-man (Musicals/Ballets?)

This was played mostly with Sneha especially during the Storyboarding lesson. She was so totally trashed by me!!! HAHAHAHA!!! I guessed "Hairspray" and she gave me that incredulous "HOW DID YOU KNOW???" look. Also "The Colour Purple", which she thought I didn't know. (I didn't, till Pris Sam told me about it. Haha!)

2) 10 X 10 Bingo, dubbed B-I-N-G-O-I-S-T-I-C by me

Just imagine how bored we had to be to get to that game.

3) Hand-clapping game(s)

The most prominent of these was learnt on the trip to the Istana where Sneha and Darren were videoed playing. HAHA.

4) That-weird-game-no-one-really-knows-the-name-of-but-is-constantly-referred-to-as-tookie-tookie (my spelling)

That one was learnt the on the last night. PITY.

I miss my SG (Seminar Group) friends... Not to mention the SLOs.

But I feel cynical about this whole thing.

I mean, this whole seminar wouldn't have been as fun as it would have without my SG... I seriously expected them to be really boring at the start, though. But we ended up having lots of fun.

But the thing is, this past year, I've known so many new people... My 1st OG, then my 1st CG, then Dance, and Drama in church, even the 2nd OG (though that doesn't really count since it was all crap and I don't think anyone missed anyone) and 2nd CG, and now this.

There is one trend that follows: I miss them, then I forget them.

It's so sad how friendships can turn out this way... Many of the girls said that they hoped we wouldn't become hi-bye friends, but the reality is, no one really has time... Even if everyone were willing, it'd be so tough to collate the schedules of 22 people and find a common empty timeslot, what with all our other commitments, and even the A's to "look forward" to.

So I tried not to feel anything just now. But I think what Sneha and I did when we said goodbye was really good. It went like this:

Me: Bye! See you never again!
Sneha (laughing): Okay! Bye!
Dominic: That was a weird way to say goodbye..

But I think what that portrayed was, we acknowledged that we had fun together, that we became good friends with regard to that, but realistically, we probably would almost never see each other again, so we leave it at that. Better to leave on a high note then to cry and leave.

That's why I feel anyway. Kill me if you must.

"Tookie-tookie, tookie-tookie! Tongkak, tongkak. Mm-tz, mm-tz-tz..."

Computer-starved.... No, actually, that's good. Really.

"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111"

Right.

First message I sent on MSN. Haha!!!

G said it made her eyes hurt.

PUT EYEDROPS!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Right...

I'm at Pre-U Sem now.

At NTU.

We're staying overnight.

5 days and 4 nights.

And I've just got noted by Perdana that we have to pay $127 for the SC thingamajig...

Anyway. I'm in clearly in a better mood now...

And I've to go cos this girl wants to use the com and G and Matin just left without me.

Those things...

Neha just came and sat beside me... Hahahahaha. Very funny issit?

What she just said.

And she just exhaled and is giggling.

Yes, you do, you thing.

(In reply to her protest of "I do not giggle."

"Ooh, there's a spider crawling down the computer."

Scream.

Stop the world?

"Stop the world! I want to get back on!"

I read that in a book, but I forgot what it was called. "The Iceberg And Its Shadow", or something like that.

I feel differently, actually.

It's more "Stop the world, I want to get off" than anything.

I dunno.

There was an attempt for remedy. It went well, in a way. My heart still isn't at peace, however.

"The world is a nice place if you can get out of it once in a while."

Bill Watterson got it right once again.

It's all in God's hands now.

I really should stop having such depressing posts. That used to be my qualifying factor, to myself: Not having any of such posts. They seem to be increasing, ironically.

Irony. My favourite word.

I'm being random here again.

It's so sad. Some things that were and now are not. Sometimes due to unseen circumstances. As it is in this case. It's not really anyone's fault. It's just a loss of feeling.

I'm sick of saying it, but it's there. Sorry is so overused. In my vocabulary, at least.

It's made me quite depressed for the past few days. So much so I didn't go to school yesterday. But it's all better now. God somehow made it better. He always does, at any rate.

...

Here's a poem I thought of during KI when my mind was so tired it totally wandered off-tangent. Then again, it was still about the KI lesson. But it wasn't with any relation. Anyway:

Induction! Deduction!
Who wants to know why?
Who really cares
'Bout the "pi in the sky"?

Redudance? Abundance!
Who wants to know how?
Of philosophical wisdom
And the currently - now?

Regression! Digression!
The axiomical constant
Of theoretical theorems
And the original phantom

Obfuscate! Postulate!
"Modus Ponendo Ponens"
Affirming affirmations:
The argument thus lengthens

Reality? Obscurity!
Just question everything
Infinite regression that yields
The tears of every sting

Orientation: Confusion!
The message vaguely states
The probability of what
They offer us ingrates

Right. That was random. And nonsensical. But fun to write.

Just a poem I read.

You kill my dream
With your dumb
Life with you
Is no fun

I build a shelter out of dung
It spews plentiful from your tongue

The one they call 'steal'
The one they call 'bag'
Are a big pink freak
And a big furry drag

NUTS TO YOU!

Kinda like what I'm feeling now.

Let me do a bit of shameless advertising here...

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I promise you, I'll try my best to fulfil all your demands, with the exception of unreasonable ones.

Vote me, because I will listen to complaints and comments that might improve the school and make the passing of days into the A Levels and past that as smooth and as painless as possible for you.

So vote for me, Arts people! And if you're not from Arts, tell your Arts friends to vote for me!!!

I'll try my best. Really.

This is something random. I'm not sure if it's one of the things I wanted to post about, but it's quite funny, anyway.

I never girls were so gossippy. Seriously. It's so bad. Or maybe I'm just making generalizations. But still. They actually message each other where their crushes are, like, "OMG! I just saw your EC at blahblahblah place!!!"

*This section of the post has been deleted due to some insensitive things said. Sorry, to whom-it-may-concern*

Right.

So anyway, the other day, I was chatting with my secondary school clique, and we started going all random Ah-Lian. It started in such a weird way:

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
Thanks you

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
Thank you

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
OMG

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
LOL

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
haha

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
total lianzzzz

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
SHUT UP

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
IT WAS ACCIDENTAL!!!

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
Oh MaI GoOdNeSs

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
he said it was accidental, okayzzz

Gail says:
thanks you toos

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
hI MaTtHeWzzzz ~ ~ ~

Gail says:
t0t4lly lorzzzz

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
okok enough of it

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
Whateverz lahx youzz... Totallyz worx

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
haha

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111111

Gail says:
I LuBbXxXx EwXxXx

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
ToTaLlY!!!!! xxxxxxoxxx~~~~~

Gail says:
OoxXOoxXoxOxxoOox

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
...

Gail says:
MuAcKzZzZ 4EvAZZzZzZz

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
OMGZ! I LIKEZ HAVX 2 SAFE DIS CONVO OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
omg so random

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
i clicked wrongly

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
why is that emoticon there anyway??

Gail says:
we are likez clique 4EVA LORZ

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
hahahazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxooooooooooooxxxxxxxxxx

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
........

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
ok anyway

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
anyone wanna go watch SPman 3

Gail says:
saturday

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
not anyday soon

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
saturday ive got drama

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
end at 2

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
OMGZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!! LIKEZ NO TIMEX LORHHHHXXXXZZZ!!!!

«∞Θ §am Θ∞» *smile says:
i got choir till6

Gail says:
midnight show

*мάгтiη* I hate PI. It hated me first. says:
saturday, i am having camp with the sexiest teacher in school

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
i hv to teach cathechism on sunday u know

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
oh wait..theres no lesson for the next 2 wks

Gail says:
teach them bout sex, drugs and satan

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
so i guess it'll be alright

Gail says:
IT'LL BE ALRIGHT?!?!

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
...

Mat Living to be near You, Lord. says:
OmG!!!!!!!!11111 LiKe EvrY1 sO bUXxZy!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
it'll be alright to the midnight show

Matt--- Oh don't get me wrong, for I do have many sides says:
and next sat i hv to attend SRT's midsummer night's dream

Gail says:
srt?

*Here ends extract*

As you can see, the rest kinda got bored of it and I was the only one continuing it. But at least I stopped.

But whatever. I feel bored now.

Bored! In JC!!! My gosh!!!

*Berates myself heavily*

Go do something, you.

*Smiles*

Something productive!

Fine.

Random things I wanted to blog about long ago but was inhibited due to emotional trauma and stress

My gosh. I don't know what happened. This post somehow got deleted. Oh well.

The Temptation Of The Open Door

So last Friday, I was sitting with Alina debating or not whether to skip Maths lecture. (I tend to have these debates with myself/other people on a frequent basis.) So anyway, we were all due to hand up our PIs on that day, and because of the carelessness of yours truly (I had not wanted to go to school that day, but I didn't want to disobey my parents so I had gone anyway, but had forgotten to bring the PI had worked late into the night on with me), we were arguing whether to skip Math lecture to go to the Com Lab to complete our PIs. (The debates on skipping lectures often include subjects like Econs and Chinese.) So there we were, deciding or not whether we should skip Math lecture, all the while walking to the CC, I might add - the irony just kills me. So when we reached the CC, we sat down and argued on whether to leave or not. We already had our notes out and everything, and the teacher had already started teaching, but we were still wondering whether to leave or not, me not wanting to be the first to leave, and her going, "Should we leave now? Should we leave now?" We had already re-packed our notes in our bags by this time, and were almost out of our seats. Then came our chance: Streams of students started coming in, and all the while the glare of freedom of to our right from the open door enticed so much. So we sat, debating or not whether to leave, when the bell for half-an-hour suddenly rang, and we just thought, "What the hey" and just sat through the lesson, the door to freedom glowing and enticing all the while. So near and yet so far. Evil door.

But whatever. I forgot the other two things I wanted to blog about.

So yeah. That's it.

Emotional much???

So I guess I've been too emotional too much these few days. Think it's the weight of all the so many commitments in school and outside of that's killing me dreadfully, slowly but surely.

*Life slowly dwindles away to nothing*

I've been reading too much into things, into people, into behaviours. Oh, the bane of being a Lit student... Maybe I shouldn't be so sensitive at times. It gets way in over my head. Hm.

'Manuel has much better control than me. Though I can see a bit of what I do to people in him as well. Sounds quite cryptic.

But it's not. Maybe I have difficulties relating to people. Maybe I'm just really insecure. Whatever it is, it's annoying. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. Blah.

But I think I get myself in a fix for just no reason at all. I get too overwhelmed by my emotions, I think. At least I have God to guide me along. For that, I'm thankful.

This post is turning out to be really emotional. Didn't really expect that. But whatever.

At this point of time, I feel so dismissive. Like, I don't care what people do or say or think anymore. I feel so whatever. I could not care less.

Just like the Student Council thing... I suddenly just don't really feel like going. But I would. I signed up for it, and I have to tell myself to follow through, even though I don't like it. But I will, for the simple fact that I said I'd do it. So... VOTE FOR ME! Random burst of thought.

Wonder what campaigning will be like... I hope I'll be out of this horrible mood soon.

I never knew someone could make me feel this depressed.

I AM NOT A HIMBO, PEOPLE!!! YOU HEAR ME??? NOT!!!

So I found out today I got through the interviews of the Student Council.

It was quite dumb. I was with 'Manuel, and we just came out from the washroom, when we saw two of the SCs coming out with this huge piece of paper in their hands, and I knew it was the result thingy. So I told 'Manuel. And he sorta grunted in this acknowledging way, so I assumed he knew what I said. Then suddenly. "Hey, the results."

Like, fine. I saw the results, thought I didn't see my name, then saw my name. Called Pris Su, jumped on Wei Chiang, then the WHOLE THING JUST WENT BLANK!

That was it. That was my reaction to the results. For the rest of the day, I was like, ok, I got in. Right.

AnywayS, I was rather glad that I mixed around with that other group from our class today, which included Julian, whom I have not talked to before. As in, held a proper conversation. And I did! Yay! (I must be really weird to be celebrating weird things like that on this blog. I'm not even sure what I'm typing now since I'm so tired and it's already 11.46 p.m. according to my com. Oh, it just changed to 11.47. By the time I'm done, I've NO IDEA what time it'd be. So anyway.)

I am not a himbo. I so stress that.

Like, seriously, do you think himbos talk like me? I mean, please, they like so do not! I mean, dude, if I were himbo, don't you think I'd, like, know that already? I'm not, like dumb, you know. I got a double-digit for my O levels, okay? The longest word that I, like, know is, like, anthropomorphically, which is, like, more than you people know. Okay, like, I know that's, like, a bit grandiloquent on my part, but seriously dudes, and dudettes, I am so not a himbo. Like, ok, ya? (Thanks, 'Manuel, for that lovely piece of colloquialism - look, people! Another long word! Dude...)

I rest my case.

Wait, did I just contradict myself?

Flashback: Chelsea puts on her 'thinking cap'. "I think I did!"

I'm just going on insulting myself now. I should stop before I get seriously injured.

*Ow!*

Random connections

Ah! I just remembered what I wanted to blog about.

I actually forgot, and stared at this page for a few moments. But I remembered.

I wonder why people do quizzes:

I mean, I know it's kinda fun when you're really bored, and I personally have done it quite a few times. But, um, dude, draw the line at 50+ questions!

Like, how do you even have the persistence to do all those questions???

But, right. To each his own.

I gues when people are bored or need to de-stress, inane things become quite sane. But whatever.

On to something else entirely unrelated...

HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY ENYA!!!

Haha... I just felt really bad about you coming to my blog expecting something for your birthday. But I didn't. So this part of the post shall be dedicated to you! Yay (for you)!

Yup, Enya, I've known you only for about since the start of the year. Seeing you first time in KI class (which you're now not taking, you thing! How dare you degrade yourself and join those GP students??? HOW DARE YOU!!! FOR THE SAKE OF ART! *ahem* Right. Kidding. Art's good... I mean, right, I'm in the Arts faculty.), hearing you sing "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" (with Pris Sam's bimbotic voice breathing heavily and going, "Oh my gosh, she can sing so well.") haha! Anyway, glad to know you all this time. Right. And...

FELICITATIONS ON YOUR ENTRY TO HOUSE COUNCIL!!!

Glad you got what you want. Haha.

*End of Enya post*

Um. Right. That was a tad weird.

Anyway, just the other day, a group of us, Alina, Rachel, Pris Sam, Hui Ping, Fedora and Jamie were talking about weird teachers.

The conclusion: The weirdest teachers come from the Lit and Math departments.

Lit, I can understand: Those eccentric teachers teaching. Flashback: I don't give a *pause* -sorry I have to use this but I'm only using it for emphasis - DAMN about what you blahblahblah & Matheus, I don't think it's overdone. Okay, that's your opinion, but I don't think so!

Right. Alina's Lit teacher is hilarious, though.

Math, I sorta can understand. The stress of the subject. Matthew would highly agree with this: Flashback: The POINT - *pause to glare at a guy singing* - SHUT UUUUUUUUUUP! & Nice show to watch is it? Everday come to school to watch the Miss Tan Goes Crazy Show! & Not pertaining to Mathematics!!!

Ho. I think it's not really funny until you're there yourself. And the stress quite prevents you from laughing out, and the supression really kills you. Oh, another one.

(Warning: This constitutes to a lot of role-playing. This doesn't constitute to me being a bimbo, though. MATIN.)

Flahsback: Don't want to learn is it? Fine! Then we don't learn today! *grabs the OHP sheet and shuts it off with a bang, then stomps over to the table bitch-fashion to her seat, rearranges everything, and leans back, folding her arms across her chest. Stares at us then takes her bottle and unscrews it with much vehemence, and rolls her eyes, taking a drink. Spills* Tsk, shit. (At this point, we're trying to muffle our laughter at the failed-bitchiness of it all) *Glances up* Laugh lah, laugh lah. *does this fluttery-roll of her eyes and gets up bitch-manner and stalks over to some place. Trips over OHP wire* Shit. (Matthew and I at this point are not really bothering to cover our laughters anymore) *Looks up* Laugh lah, laugh lah! *does fluttery-roll again*

HAHAHAHA! THAT WAS HILARIOUS!!! SEXY GENNY!!! THAT PIC WAS HILARIOUS! I shall put it up if I ever learn how to upload photos onto posts.

I guess this is quite an insider's joke thing. Oh well..

OMG. It's 8.30. I've yet to do my PI!!! Help!

*screams in frustration and pulls hair out*

Oh no! I already lost 2 kilos! Now I'm going to lose hair?!?!?

Right.