Friday, October 3, 2008 @11:04 PM
Before I begin.
Wei Xuan - ...!!! says:
loL!!!!!!!
daryl tiong actually wants to revise!! lol
ok! let me ask you..!!
whats STR?
and its features
' azazylix. says:
STR adds hp.
and aids hp regeneration.And quote a particular RE SL group that got into the finals, in reference to the handicapped.
"..
because they aren't used to interacting with ordinary, able people.."
Very smart choice of words, dear schoolmates.
Now, yes I know my blog has been terribly inactive, but I assure you its not because I am "mugging" for the EOYs. In fact,
I haven't started. Its a personal belief that doing so is in fact, cheating. Its like arming yourself with a nine-foot sword when going to war.
Anyway, besides the fact that I have been playing Age of Mythology, and just recently succeeded in bringing my Anubi army to a grand total of 100 (after a few necessary civilian sacrifices for food limit, of course), I have kill'd many a Pegasi. Don't ask me why everything ends with "i", its like Julii and Principi and Triarii or something.
My last post appears to be Saturday. Now what have I been up to since then? For one, two days of DMP. Monday and Tuesday included most of our assessments, and OH I forget to scan in Tan Wei Xuan's poem. I'll get around to doing so someday. Failed the Number Theory Assessment. With questions like What is the remainder when (2^17)^17 is divided by 23. Yes its not even calculator-able.
Then school started. Oh wait! Not yet. Wednesday. 'Twas a not-so-merry holiday that I wasted away, took a few hours off and went to a certain someone's address almost knocked on the front door hesitated and walked away. Swear I screamed at the roadside but got home almost safely anyway. Then wasted the rest of the day
not studying and playing AoM miserably. Oh well.
Yesterday was screwed up. These few days were a living hell for me. Went to school very sick. For one, felt like throwing up every few minutes. When I woke up I was almost as pale as Daro- I meant. Brya- Um. As pale as a plastic plate. But I went to school anyway. Halfway I actually threw up in the toilet so I went straight home. Coz I really couldn't make it for the DMP continued session later on. Screw lah. But teacher doesn't trust me and insists on an MC which I was too sick to get. I'll think of something.
Ah, but it was nice to see everyone again, and be reminded of my humanity. Have to admit I did go a little crazy over the long DMP sessions. Probably evident from my sadistic tendencies, dark humor, bitter rebuttals and constant maniacal laughter. But its okay.
Today was RE Congress. Quite fun lah. Lots of people, busy busy busy, went to talks and finished the booklet, made HUANG sulk when we forced him to eat at the RI canteen. Final few presentations on how Maths is relevant to an originally simple game named Mastermind as well as the
effect of three different acids on the calcium carbonate barnacle shells. Something along those lines. Chia laughed like crazy when the former explained one of the criteria to be
Simplicity.
Ah, before that during recess, went to the old 2Q thingum with a few others after being called there, hoping to see a few familiar faces but got chased out by some @ssholes (I really don't curse often). Hmm. Went to SFCH and watched HUANG suan everyone on the two pianos there. Sharing of songs in the completely empty dining hall and it was quite nice, really. Summer and Zanarkand were two, as well as another song I have to get Weng Hong to remind me of.
After school went with WH to J8 in search for a harmonica, which is really quite rare in Singapore. Irony how we have all the sophisticated instruments, different models different designs, yet something as simple as a harmonica is nowhere to be found. Anyway, futile search and went back to RI. Going to look on Ebay for one tomorrow, if anyone has just inform pl0x.
The wind outside is so cooling. Its.. saturated with crispness. These are the spoils for staying till midnight. An empty sky, a whistling breeze, bright yellow spots and dashes, and the strong sense of nostalgia of innocence and ignorance once had. Sigh.. I dream of the past. So much.
I miss.. everything. Every sight, every smell, every touch. If I could live those few months again, I'd give the rest of my life. I
dream night after night, and when I saw that smile, I never wanted to wake up. There's no word in the dictionary that can describe this extent.
ireallymissyoupleasecomeback..?