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I have nothing to blog about, my week’s been kinda normal. Done a bit blog-hopping here and there plus receiving the EL papers today. Yes Joel is very devastated ya? Very rude ar those teachars!! MARK SO STRICK YA? HORRIBLE. Read this girl’s blog and one of her post was pretty insightful but it just left me thinking about her mindset which was …. and wah this one! THIS…BLOGGER(I SO WANTED TO UTTER HIS NAME HERE) TRUCKLOAD FULL OF SHIT. THIS WHOLE INCOHERENT FUCK OF NONSENSE. NOT TO MENTION THE BIBLE QUOTES. BUT OH WELL, IT’S HIS. CAN’T STOP HIM. THE ONLY THING HE WOULD HAVE SAID WAS: DON’T READ LOR. (IN WHICH I’M GONNA DO)

Just in case Aaron reads this, (in which I think he does), he seemed to become, or rather is already quite handsome leh!!! The recent pictures he uploaded on FB? Woah, lika Vogue Model sia! :D Seriously, he’s like so stress-free in Canada(prolly due to the awesome weather too), has no pimples, gets to go gallivanting almost everyday(read his tweets), climb mountains blah blah. While where are we? Stuck in a GOD-FORSAKEN HELLHOLE CALLED ANGLICAN HIGH, busy taking back disappointment after disappointment. All for O Levels. +jealousy and anger+ 

All I just want to is pass this year, get out of here, start in a new environment. But of course, I don’t wanna leave my friends. Never Ever. O Levels can get so suffocating, ya know? It’s hard, honestly without having time to take a breather, to catch a breath before plunging down to the depths of self-pity and misery and studies. Aaron’s secret formula seem to be sleeping at least 9 hours everyday. He can do THAT. WE CAN’T AFFORD TO!!! YOU CANNOT IMAGINE THE VOICE IN MY HEAD STARTS SCREAMING IN AGONY AND HELPLESSNESS. WE HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 6 FOR SCHOOL, DUE TO REASONS THE NIGHT BEFORE LIKE REVISION, PLAYING BLAH BLAH, IT’S JUST NOT POSSIBLE TO GET 9 HOURS. Well, there’s only so much one can do. I’m tired. We all are. Guess it’s another paper-receiving day tomorrow. Not banking on anything. I just wanna know everything I do now would be worth it in the end?

And I need you now tonight 
And I need you more than ever 
And if you’ll only hold me tight 
We’ll be holding on forever 

I know we are over the GE 2011 craze but I’ve been wanting to share this for awhile now and it couldn’t have came too late anyway. A good read, always a good read. Have never came across such a brilliant and yet perceptive commentary on Singapore’s political scene. Decided to copy and paste it here and disclaimer: I do not own any rights to this commentary, it’s solely the author’s work and I have no wish to reproduce or credit myself for it. Though it may be a bit long, but pls read through it and you would realize she is being very honest and I salute her for that. And her English too. Simple Brilliant. (Y) Read below: 

“One of the greatest surprises of GE 2011 was the people’s unequivocal rejection of the PAP style of government. But none could have imagined that the biggest casualty would be Lee Kuan Yew, one of the founders of the PAP, Singapore’s first prime minister and subsequently, de facto Chief despite holding only an advisory role as Minister Mentor.

Indeed, the nations’ shock on 14 May, just a week after the election, at the resignation of MM from the cabinet (together with Mr Goh Chok Tong, Senior Minister) could only be described as seismic in the Singapore political landscape. It reflected the uniquely powerful position of the father of modern Singapore, presumably the only political leader in the world whose name was synonymous with the party he founded, whose name, in turn, was synonymous with the country it rules. The equation Lee Kuan Yew = PAP = Singapore had scrolled across the collective consciousness of the society for nearly half a century.

He was once compared to the immense banyan tree in whose shade only puny little saplings could grow. He was once the mighty Colossus in whose shadow little people cowered.

Was. Had scrolled. Once. Cowered.

It gives one a feeling of surreality to write about Lee Kuan Yew’s influence in the past tense. But that is exactly how it is going to be from now onwardsIt gives one a feeling of surreality to write about Lee Kuan Yew’s influence in the past tense. But that is exactly how it is going to be from now onwards, judging from the various public statements made by the prime minister, MM himself, Mr Goh and other PAP leaders, following the announcement of the resignation. Almost in one voice, they spoke about the need for the party to move on, to respond to the needs and aspirations of the people, so painfully made clear to them in GE 2011. The courteous, deferential tone called for by the occasion masked the urgency of the message: the prime minister must be free to act on his own without any interference from the overpowering MM who is also his father. 

Perhaps the announcement of MM’s exit should not have been so unexpected, as it had been preceded by a clear harbinger. For midway through the campaigning, when the PAP had already sensed an impending loss of the Aljunied GRC whom earlier MM had offended with his ‘live and repent’ threat, PM had hurriedly called a press interview in which he gently, but firmly, dissociated himself from MM, and assured the people that he was the one in charge. The necessary follow-up action for this public repudiation had obviously been part of the promised post-election ‘soul-searching’, which must have concluded that indeed MM must go.

Despite MM’s assertion, in the joint statement with Mr Goh, that the resignation was voluntary, in order ‘to give PM and his team the room to break from the past,’ doubts about his willingness will be around for a while. For right through the election campaigning he was in upbeat mood, declaring his fitness at age 87, his readiness to serve the people for another 5 years, and roundly scolding the younger generation for forgetting where they came from. Moreover, he had, amidst the gloom of the PAP campaign, confidently stated that the loss of the one Aljunied GRC would be no big deal, and contended, a day after the election, that his blunt, controversial remarks about the Malay-Muslim community, had not really affected the votes. In short, he was expecting to stay on, his accustomed ways of dealing with people, unchanged.

And then came the shock announcement of his resignation from the cabinet, and an uncharacteristic affirmation of the need for change.

That Lee Kuan Yew was prepared to do a drastic about-turn, so at odds with a lifetime’s habit of acting on his convictions, must have been due to one of two causes—either he had been driven into a corner and simply had no choice, or he had a genuine commitment to the well-being of the society, that was above self-interest. In either case, the decision to go into the obscurity of virtual retirement after decades of high political visibility both at home and abroad, must have been most wrenching.

The extent of the personal sacrifice can be gauged by the single fact that politics was his one overriding, exclusive passion upon which he had brought to bear all his special resources of intellect, temperament and personality. He had made himself the ultimate conviction politician with an unrelentingly logical and rationalistic approach to dealing with problems, dismissing all that stood in its way, especially sentiment and emotion. He had developed a purely quantitative paradigm where the only things that mattered were those that were measurable, calculable, easily reduced to digits and hardware, whether they had to do with getting Singaporeans to have fewer or more babies, getting people to keep the streets litter-free, getting children in school to learn the mother tongue. It prescribed a mode of governance that relied heavily on the use of the stick.

The related irony of course was that a man of admirable sharpness of mind, keenness of foresight and strength of purpose had failed to understand, until it was too late, the irrelevance of this paradigm to a new generation of better-educated, more exposed and sophisticated Singaporeans.The supreme irony of Lee Kuan Yew’s political demise was that the paradigm which had resulted in his most spectacular achievements as a leader taking his tiny resource-scarce country into the ranks of the world’s most successful economies, was the very one that caused his downfall.The related irony of course was that a man of admirable sharpness of mind, keenness of foresight and strength of purpose had failed to understand, until it was too late, the irrelevance of this paradigm to a new generation of better-educated, more exposed and sophisticated Singaporeans.

There is no simple explanation for such a paradoxical disconnect between a man’s massive intellectual powers on the one hand and his poor understanding of reality, on the other (complacency perhaps? political blindsight? political sclerosis?) A detailed analysis of the irony, substantiated with examples over more than four decades of Lee Kuan Yew’s leadership of Singapore will be instructive for understanding this unique personage.

Even a cursory review of the history of Singapore will show that it was Lee’s actions, driven by the passion of his convictions, that had saved the nation, at various stages in its struggle for survival in a volatile, unpredictable, often unfriendly world. With his characteristic strongman’s ruthlessness, he cleaned up the mess caused by Communists, communalists, unruly trade unionists, defiant students and secret society gangsters plaguing the young Singapore. Within a generation, he had created an environment where Singaporeans could live safely, earn a living, live in government-subsidised flats with modern sanitation. Ever conscious of Singapore’s vulnerability, he was ever on the alert to smack down its enemies and, even more importantly, to seize opportunities to raise its standard of living.

A special achievement showing Lee Kuan Yew’s foresight, boldness and determination in his espousal of the economic imperative deserves more detailed treatment. In the 60s, he foresaw the dominant role of the English language for international trade, business, scientific technology and research, and made an all-out effort to promote the language in the schools, as well as make it the language of public administration. This meant in effect distancing Singapore from the other newly independent nations such as India, Malaysia and some African nations which, in their nationalistic fervour, were kicking out the English language together with the British flag.

Even when Singapore joined Malaysia and Malay became the official language, Lee Kuan Yew quietly continued the promotion of English, so that after separation in 1965, it re-emerged, as strong as ever. The result was the creation of an English-speaking environment that was very conducive to international business, attracting huge corporations such as Shell and Esso. Through the decades that followed, the economic success of his policies was replicated, to put Singapore on a rising trajectory of stunning development.

Singapore’s remarkable development under Lee Kuan Yew, using the hard indicators of home ownership, level of education, degree of technological advancement, extent of foreign investments, etc, has seen few parallels, making it a poster child for economic progress in the developing world. Consistently ranked among the top three in international surveys on best-performing airports, sea-ports, world’s most livable cities, best infrastructure, etc, Singapore receives the most enthusiastic accolades from foreign visitors instantly impressed by the cleanliness, orderliness and gleaming appearance of the city state.

How could such a brilliant paradigm, a model of classic realpolitik, be the cause of the GE 2011 political demise of Lee Kuan Yew? The answer: mainly because it had no place for human values. It was a model of governance where, if there had ever been a conflict of Head vs Heart, IQ vs EQ, Hardware vs Heartware, it had been resolved long ago in the defeat of presumably worthless human emotions.

Once I was giving a talk to a group of British businessmen, on my favourite subject of civic liberties – or lack of them – in Singapore. During question and answer time, one of the businessmen raised his hand and said politely, ‘I have a question or rather, a suggestion. Could we please have your Lee Kuan Yew, and we’ll give you our Tony Blair, with Cherie Blair thrown in?’ Amidst laughter, I said, ‘Our Mr Lee won’t like your noisy, messy, rambunctious democracy,’ and he replied, ‘No matter,’ and went on to pay MM the ultimate compliment. He said, ‘You know, if there were but five Lee Kuan Yews scattered throughout Africa, the continent wouldn’t be in such a direful state today!’

the material prosperity that he had given Singapore, which many world leaders could never match, was no longer enough compensation to Singaporeans for the soullessness that was beginning to show in the societyThis light-hearted little anecdote is meant to provide a probable reason, though in a rather circuitous manner, for MM’s ironic downfall: the material prosperity that he had given Singapore, which many world leaders could never match, was no longer enough compensation to Singaporeans for the soullessness that was beginning to show in the society . For the fear that his strongman approach had instilled in them for so long, denying them the fundamental democratic liberties of open debate, public criticism and an independent media, that are taken for granted in practising democracies, had made them mere cogs in the machinery of a vast capitalist enterprise.

There are enough examples, going back to the early years of Lee Kuan Yew’s rule, of draconian measures of control, that had created this fear and its inevitable product, resentment. The most egregious instances include the higher accouchement hospital fees for a woman having a third child in defiance of the ‘stop at two’ population control measures, and the sterilisation policy, which had a particularly vile moral odour , for it required the woman wanting to get her child into the school of her choice, to produce a sterilisation certificate.

Years later when the demographic trend reversed, and more births were necessary to form the necessary future pool of expertise for the country’s industrial needs, the PAP government started a matchmaking unit , called The Social Development Unit, to enable single Singaporeans to meet, fall in love, get married and produce children. It singled out graduate women for favoured treatment, because Lee Kuan Yew believed that only highly educated mothers produced the quality offspring he wanted for the society, alienating many with the noxious eugenics.

By the 70s and into the 80s, Singaporeans were already waking up to the hard truth of the high human cost, in terms of the need for self-respect, identity and dignity, that they were paying for the material prosperity, and worrying about the creation of a society in complete and fearful subjugation to the powerful PAP government. Over the years, it became increasingly clear that the leaders, flushed with success and confidence, and following Lee Kuan Yew’s example, were developing an arrogant, highhanded, peremptory style that had zero tolerance for political dissidents, publicly castigating them or, worse, incarcerating them for years, bankrupting them through defamation suits or forcing them to flee into exile. Lee Kuan Yew had consistently maintained that the fact that the PAP was regularly and convincingly returned to power at each election over forty years meant that the people acknowledged the government was doing the right thing.

By the time of GE 2011, it would appear that the PAP leaders had reached the peak of hubris, making decisions with little regard for the people’s needs and sensitivities—increasing ministerial salaries, bringing in world-class casinos to attract tourists, engaging in blatant gerrymandering prior to elections. Then there were the policies that had created special hardships for the struggling wage earner, such as the increasing cost of living, the unaffordability of housing, the competition for jobs with a large number of foreign workers who, moreover, caused overcrowding in public transport.

The decision that had created most resentment was the one which enabled the PAP ministers to pay themselves incredibly high salaries, Lee Kuan Yew’s argument being that this was the only way to get quality people into government. (Resentful Singaporeans invariably point out that the Prime Minister of tiny Singapore gets about five times the salary of the most powerful man in the world, the President of the United States) Priding themselves on their intelligence, competence and efficiency, the PAP leadership nevertheless made huge losses on investments with public money, and glossed over the scandalous prison escape of a top terrorist, made possible by an unbelievably lax security system. In the eyes of the people, they had lost the moral authority to govern.

That the people’s anger broke out only in GE 2011 and not earlier was due to a confluence of forces, interacting with and reinforcing each other, to provide the most unexpected momentum and impact. These included the rise of a younger, more articulate electorate, the power of the Internet and the social media, which allowed free discussion on usually censored topics, and perhaps, most significantly, the emergence of a newly strengthened opposition who were able to present candidates matching the best in the PAP team. Or it was a simple case of the people waking up one morning and saying, ‘Enough is enough.’ The PAP were caught off guard.

Lee Kuan Yew stood firm on his convictions till the very end, clearly preferring to resign rather than to say ‘Sorry’. That word had never been in his vocabulary.While they were prepared to make conciliatory gestures and promises to stem the rising hostility during the election campaign, Lee Kuan Yew stood firm on his convictions till the very end, clearly preferring to resign rather than to say ‘Sorry’. That word had never been in his vocabulary. When he had to apologise to the Malay-Muslim community for disparaging remarks made months earlier, clearly because of some pressure from his PAP colleagues alarmed by the community’s rising anger, he could only manage a terse ‘I stand corrected.’

He is likely to carry this stance to his grave, believing till the end in his own misfortune of having an ungrateful people incapable of understanding him and appreciating all that he had done for them. Outwardly chastened but inwardly disillusioned, he must be particularly disappointed with his own PAP colleagues, for their failure to share his passionate belief that his was the right and proven way to achieve the well-being of the society. It is not so much megalomania as the sheer inflexibility that convictions sometimes harden into, something that will probably continue to give him a completely different interpretation of the devastation of GE 2011.

This kind of intransigence, for all its reprehensibility, can, rather oddly, have a commendable side. Years ago, on an official visit to Australia and taken on a sightseeing tour, he suddenly fell into a mood of somber introspection, turned to his Australian host and said, ‘Your country will be around in 100 years, but I’m not sure of mine.’ The same absolutism that had produced the unshakeable sense of his infallibility, had also produced an unqualified purity, selflessness and strength of his dedication to the well-being of Singapore, well beyond his earthly life, investing it with the touching anxiety of a caring parent.

In the event of a threat to any of these concerns, his old passion is likely to be fired up once more to make him come out of the coffin to do battle.When he made the famous pronouncement that even when lying inside his coffin , he would rise to meet any threat to Singapore’s security, he meant every word of it. In political limbo now, will he ever feel that need? I can think of three possible events, when he will experience that Coffin Moment, each posing a threat to what seems to be his greatest concerns for Singapore: 1) when the strong ties between the government and the unions that he had assiduously helped to build for nearly fifty years, are in danger of being broken 2) when the nation’s vast reserves, protected by a law he had carefully devised to allow only the president of Singapore to unlock, are about to be foolishly squandered 3) when the PAP leadership is in danger of being dominated by those same young Singaporeans whom he had regularly chastised for being selfish, thoughtless and heedless and for whom he had specially written his last book on hard truths about Singapore’s future. In the event of a threat to any of these concerns, his old passion is likely to be fired up once more to make him come out of the coffin to do battle.

Lee Kuan Yew’s legacy is so mixed that even his greatest detractor must acknowledge his very substantial achievements for Singapore, and even his greatest admirer must admit that along the way, alas, he lost touch with the ground. He puts one in mind of the great hero of epic tragedy, who is caught in a maelstrom of forces beyond his control, that destroy him in the end by working, ironically, upon a single tragic flaw in his character. Alone and lost, unbowed and defiant, he still cuts an impressive figure, still able to tell the world, ‘I am me.’ “

Direct link to the website: http://catherinelim.sg/2011/05/17/the-ge-2011-political-demise-of-lee-kuan-yew-a-supreme-irony/

Well, what have we got here! It’s CL Intensive!!! Yes, and it’s here to stay(for a week) at most! Pursuant to the fact that our GCE O Level Chinese Paper is on Monday, it’s no doubt that we have this week of SUPER(and when I say super, I mean super) INTENSIVE CL REVISION WEEK for the last breakthrough or what we all have been hoping for, a miracle. It’s honestly very heartwarming to see the CL teachers putting in SO MUCH effort on us, banking on us to do them proud, not letting them down. I hope I do not let them down too but this whole week could prove how tiring and mentally drained for us as students. 将心比心, yes I know it’s tough on the teachers too, having to mark our God-damn papers till the wee hours of the morning and hardly getting any sleep at all. I’m sure the previous batch did and so why we can’t? I’m perfectly sure our batch is capable of achieving stellar results for This CL Paper is we wanna work for it?

I’ve been scolded just today, not that it’s anything new but she was really mad and prolly more tense and agitated, as it IS very close to the impeding exam(so I don’t really blame her). It was pretty bad luck today as I happen to be horsing around w Serene today and not doing the 理解问答 thus getting ourselves into a direct line-up with the bullets from the tiny ball of angst you call a Chinese teacher. Bad luck because we did it ytd and she never came round to check, just merely gave the answers out =.= FUCK. 

Guess I’m not really helping myself by doing this so I hope I can take this week seriously and do some revision on my own tmr. It’s really amusing to see some people who NORMALLY don’t give two hoots bout Chinese in the past, sucking up to the teacher now. It’s really worthless, ya know, tryna get into her good books? Consistent revision, in which you have not been doing, helps not sucking boots. (Imagines him tryna lick *** butt) TOTAL FUCKING TURN OFF. LOL JUST FOR LAUGHS. TEEHEE.

ANW, I pray and hope we all would get excellent results to prove to OPG about her misconceptions about us and flaunt those results in her face!!! But I’m still scared, what if I don’t get an A1/A2? I’m really hoping and praying and perhaps studying? hahaah. Let’s JUST HOPE FOR THE BEST!!!! JIAYOU PEEPS. I LOVE YOU ALL! XOXO

I thought I was the only one who felt this way. That Friday was so horrible. Prolly due the sheer fact that it was Friday the 13th and on that day, I had the killer papers of History and Amath. I forsaked Amath for History, knowing I would, even if I had studied, am gonna fail it so must as well, study History, something I was more confident of getting a fairly reasonable grade. During the Hist paper, okay, listen, the brain is an awesome organ, it works from the day you were born, 24/7, even on public holidays right till the moment you walk into the exam hall. And that’s what happened, I blanked out. I can say I’ve studied for it, I really did as I did not wanna disappoint my Hist teacher who seemed so expectant of me. In the end, I hedl on tight to whatever information was fresh in my mind and wrote the two essays that were confirmed guaranteed plus chop, CRAP. I wouldn’t even mention about Amath as I was spent the 1/1/2 hour doing nothing but hoping the time would pass faster….

I think the whole thing was made worse by the fact that the week was so long and soon, the stress of forcing yourself to study collapses on you and I almost had a nervous breakdown. I felt so unconfident of myself, so loser-rish, so unsure of everything, so ugly even worse than **********!!!(which apparently i know is so not true but I was feeling so much worse at that time). I felt that life, was so tough and so hard and that I was never gonna make it and stuff. I called up my bestfriends and talked to several people, all of whom never failed to cheer me up by supporting and encouraging me. Furthermore, I had lunch with cuidan on that day and after that she was using my iPhone to stalk ppl on Facebook so she started to show me her pri-sch mates and her besties and then she showed me this guy which was VERY good-looking and buff in my opinion and I was like “OHMYGAWD. DAMN EMO NAOOO” It’s terrible, I swear!!! Feeling so ugly after you seen like so many ppl so much more handsome, charming, able to get a girlfriends and you start to question your existence on Earth! Yeah, and they make you feel so ugly and unsure of yourself, even by the fact that so many girls like them, and you’re unable to get one. 

I thought I was the only guy that felt this way, until Bryan told me he used to felt this way(but he couldn’t’ care less now). I finally understand how Serene and Cuidan feel about being uglier than ******************now.  

Suffice to say, I’ve walked out this post-exam depression. LOL. Prolly, I might experience this again but just so I know, how to prepare myself this time. Call up besties to whine and get a good night’s sleep! xoxo 

I was thinking of putting on a black skinny tie too ^^

ANW, yeah my Confirmation is coming up, just round the corner and I’m really excited!!! It’s on the 18th June(was pushed forward due to unforeseen circumstances) and camp is on the 3-5 June! Apparently, we are supp to wear all white(which just makes us look like PAP) BUT I hope guys get to wear black pants tho! Been pestering my mum to get me a new white shirt since I DO NOT WANT TO WEAR the same white shirt I have since like sec 2? Need to find a time to pop by Bugis Street! TEEHEEZ.  

That’s not the best part. I’m changing my name! Or rather, getting a middle name(: After numerous decisions,surfing Wikipedia for meanings behind the names and even consulting my friends for some, finally decided on Joel Ashton. Thought it looked pretty classy and cool, (yes, I know Ashton Kutcher, he’s partly the reason why I chose it)!!! Apparently, Sebastian doesn’t sound very nice(and after snickers from plenty of ppl whom I told I was deciding bet. the both). HAHAHA. YEAH. SERIOUSLY CAN’T WAIT. Wanna put the new name on fb somemore!! hehehe 

Yes! After like 19379273 months of not blogging, going back to Tumblr seems…foreign now… No thanks to Prelims 1 which involved me mugging(not really) and barred from the computer indefinitely till the end. It ended on a light note, which the school cleverly devised a plan to make us come back for English Oral on Marking Day which apparently is supposed to be a holiday. HAHA. BRILLIANT. Due to unforeseen circumstances, our Clique was supp to have an outing-namely KTV and stuff but ohwell, I didn’t think things would take such a drastic turn so I don’t blame anyone. 

Catched Priest w Bryan today! It was awesome,I’d say! The first scene and I see this pretty lady(the kidnapped girl’s mum) and I was like “oh this is gonna be good* to which I earned myself *a mix of amusement and fascination on his face*! hahha I swear the weapons they used are so cool and the city they are in? Virtually impenetrable! At the end of the show, the Black Hat(the nottie boi in Literacy) tries to drive a train full of ugly,disgusting faceless vampires into the Cathedral City. And I was just like, where the hell did pretty, sparkly, CGI-abs vampires go?! And then, there was the existence of 3 pretty roles in this show. Namely, the mum(who died 5 minutes into the movie), the kidnapped girl and Maggie Q! Didn’t think she was pretty before, but she looked so asian beside those angmohs! Me and Bryan were trying to figure out who that freakishly-familiar woman was until we knew from the credits =.= Seriously, I could go on all day but I think I’m giving too much spoilers!!! hahaha 

I’m not gonna entertain any requests to study for just this week as I REALLY wanna lepak after such horrifying times I’ve to force myself to study. OHMYGAWD. KILLMEALREADY. EVERY CELL IN MY BODY IS SCREAMING STOP!!! HAHA. I guess i shall rest thoroughly and chiong for Chinese Os next week. At least, I will still have enough time to prepare and get an A1(hopefully) hahahaha 

Time Check: 12:10. Wonder whether to say good morning or good night? HAHAHA WELL THEN. GOODMORNIGHT! CIAO. SHALL BE BLOGGING TMR AGAIN ^^

I know it has entirely no link with the content but still… Hahaha anyways, this week(Holy Week) is soon coming to an end! Finally! (: HAPPY MUCH. But then again, it’s one week closer to Prelims 1 and O Levels. Not that happy after all! To ^BE honest, I feel the heat or rather the stress of it already. Not knowing much of maths and science, not getting down to serious mugging sessions, pressing too much on my iPhone, the temptations are there and the lack of motivation. Teachers are there, nice and ready(sorry for the innuendo to food) for us to go to them and ask questions, Aaron has been a pretty nice guy lately encouraging me and my gang has been(I think) starting to get down on work! Even yiliang and Sherman are willing to meet at night, to study! Woah! How can I lose out? Hahaha kidding! :D Though they did not listen in class most of the time, at least they bother to study abit outside school which is quite nice to see(: I really hope I can get started and ppl have been telling me it’s not too late to start and stuff coupled with best buds who are willing to sit down and study with you, just makes it pretty awesome, I’d say. Not 损友, Thank God! HAHAHA

Speakin’ of which, I’ve been nottie these few months, not going to the Tamp gym anymore but instead making it up during PE lessons where Serene and I found out a (new)* and interesting way to tone down belly fat. It was quite fun and shiok as we felt the strain in our stomach and I, who usually hated PE lessons thanks to Meng TOU, was looking forward to it! But that exhilaration did not last long, with it not being air-conditioned, having our hands to smell like people’s sweat plus oil plus ****** ++. Horrible! AHS SHOULD SERIOUSLY DO SOMETHING BOUT THIS instead of spending precious money on a second ISH! :/ Oil the gym eq, buy new ones, air-conditioned it, blah blah blah. You wouldn’t believe the nondescriptness of that room!!

Bala started talking bout Twilight today, (yes, God, I wonder why) and we were like saying he looked liked Jacob Black with that buff body and face!!(: HAHAHA SO WE STARTED CALLING HIM JACOB AND WOOF WOOF and during English lessons, Mr Neo came to tell us something. Mrs Mohan: “you heard what Mr Neo said, remember to take it!” Me: “point taken, but not the worksheet..” gives cheeky grin Mrs Mohan: LOL “You cheeky boy!!” Serene/Bryan: “Lol, actually quite cheeky luh, literally!” HAHAHAHA HOPE U GET THE JOKE. It was not meant to ^BE btw.

HAIH. I miss catching up with friends. Looking forward to June hols so can unwind(a lil’)!!! Now waiting for the school’s decision to hold the SS Exam as it was affected by the Polling Day…):

All in a week’s work! Ciao!