Ignoring, for now, the fact that I'm supposed to be at the Guitar Room like, now, playing for Sir Chang with the rest of the ensemble.
And ignoring, for now, the fact that I have Tan Wei Xuan's water bottle in my bag like, now, hopefully it doesn't make my bag explode or something.
I am selling my miniZak! Pl0x offer. Starting bid $5.
Besides today's PE lesson where I discovered that there is something terribly wrong with my lungs. Its like a short sharp pain in my ribcage when I try to swim too much. Uh. Besides that, English debates today was rather interesting!
Proposition: Lady and gentlemen..
Me: Touché.
There was like, a clear difference between the two teams lah! Not in terms of the case nor the strength of it, but the appearance. Like, the proposition was all huffy and puffy and nervous and constantly discussing what to do next. And when you look at the opposition they're like. Casually talking, laughing, relaxed like crazy. Quah influence ring! o.O
And when Li Yu the last speaker was talking, it was the most hilarious scene ever. The opposition was like, openly laughing and doodling on their work and didn't really seem to be listening. At all. Coz last speaker mah!
Oh. Went down to get a camera, got sidetracked and forgot. Will go down now.
There we go. Pictures from our beloved Bio practical. Here we have:
HART Stage 1:
HART Stage 2:
HART Stage 3:
And there we have dear Jarret holding up a perfectly retrieved artery. Somehow? I don't know, don't ask me. He should be forbidden from dissection!
I am currently attempting to locate my Rome: Total War disc 1. Which is the most essential "Play" disc. Where the bloody hell did I leave it?
Oh, and a sunrise I took in school today while almost no one was looking.
Lazy too upload any more pictures at the moment, including the failpic, so too bad for the lot of you. Ah. I like nine because. Two plus seven equals nine! And 27 is a nice number.
This are what us guitarists are capable of!
Forgot what else I wanted to post about. Oh yeah. Things due include: AEP work, ERP, Chinese compo, and I forget what else.
Love is not a war, nor is it a challenge. It is a game; a free-for-all. There are no winners, nor losers. There is only time and opportunity. In a constant pursuit, a constant motion, most cases are like waves that meet and part, come and go.
True love is much rarer.
Ah, and I would also like to state that whatever paragraphs are italicized are in fact, coming directly from my muse slash conscience slash split personality. So if you are not amused, I think you should make a conscious effort to split up the content of the post.
Gonna try starting on AEP work now. Ta ta.