currently listening to: Houki Kumo [RYTHEM]

did i mention that i haven't been to school for 9 days already?

don't worry, i haven't quit school YET. two set of weekends and 3 days of MC plus 2 days of public holidays are what i have been enjoying the whole of the week. *grinz*

yep, and this means that i skipped the ACJC Idol (despite having paid $2 for the 'while stocks last!' tickets) and also the homework that were given that week. fortunately, it must be heaven's pity on me, a misplaced christmas reindeer admist the cheers for new year and the fat man who isn't Santa but still dresses in red for some unknown reason, that there isn't much homework for the week.

stop!! before misunderstandings crash in, the ridiculously huge pile of homework that i've been working on throughout the week are, in fact, mini projects that requires maximum time to finish, unlike those Maths or Econs tutorials that you can finish within a day. and i did say that i'm lousy at writing poems, didn't i? so i guess one week is justifiable for having to create a poem out of the art pieces in the ACJC art gallery (which i have never seriously scrutinized since i was 'blessed' with red skin so i have completely no idea what to write about), and to watch Troy a million and one times to jot down how each scene 'portrays the common themes and concerns of war'. yep, Troy may be a highly entertaining movie but considering the fact that i have to hold a pen and jot down every scene and action and how they 'portray the common themes and concerns of war' for i-forgot-how-long-i-sat-in-front-of-the-telly number of hours?

i am now an anti-Troy supporter.

there are many tests lined up the following week too and i haven't studied for ANY one of them. i'm gonna be so dead but never mind. let me fail the tests, i don't really care now.

i'm starting to worry about swimming PE next week. five strokes of the frog-style and i am officially a drowned duck (han ya zi). and my BULGING stomach?? don't remind me. but i think i can get an excuse though, for having skin allergy. i'll just say that i can't stay in the sun for long otherwise they'll have to bow in the presence of the legendary Guan Gong, that is, if they still have some Chinese beliefs in them.

hmm.. not a bad idea. maybe i'll get my parents to write a letter. and hey! i'm not lying to anybody about being red in the hot sun. IT'S TRUE. i wear a cap wherever i go now.

believe it or not, i actually know what class he is in and what kinda combination he is taking and what are the names of his classmates and teacher and a little on how he's faring over at that JC. *whahahah* don't accuse me of being a stalker! i haven't seen him for years and i am not THAT desperate. information just conveniently and coincidentally appear in front my eyes and into my ears when i least expect it to. maybe i should consider getting a job as a PI.

and after knowing so much, i'm starting to think that maybe i should really be more enthusiastic about my JC life and not sulk about all day long. i have to admit that most of the people in our class are a nice bunch, though we are not very united. in fact, there isn't anybody in my class who speaks with the oh-i-hate-and-detest-so-much kinda slang and i guess i should feel blessed about this.

i don't know what will happen, but i'll try my best to be more enthusiastic about ACJC. who knows? maybe it will become one of the most unforgettable times of my life, just like Sec 2 and Sec 4. although i'm not optimistic about this, but i plan to make my stay there a short but considerably memorable one from now on.

erm.. let's just say i'll TRY.

ok, back to the books. i shall continue working on the stupid ANALYSIS for my poem. believe me, it's all gonna be just BS.

記憶は明日のために強さになるものだよ。きっと。