Many things

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Blah. This is what I was supposed to be staring at the whole day. Malay. Two days before the exam, I gave up band and cell and perhaps a chance to go to the Esplanade library to study. But guess what.
I studied a grand total of 2 hours only.

I got distracted by my computer, considering how extremely boring the subject is, and my lack of affinity for the language. Then also, I fell soo sooo terribly sick that I don't know what hit me. I woke up feeling fine, but my nose began to run after that, then after lunch when I wanted to nap, I sneezed at least 25 times consecutively before getting a clogged nose. 15 minutes later it kind of cleared up, but I didn't manage to get any rest. So I continued to study. Well, sort of.

And in the meantime people were having a lot more fun in band. I could have been doing something I loved doing; something I believed in. But I guess this was a half-hearted sacrifice I made. I'm aspiring to get D7 or above for my Malay so I can call it quits next year. And the school will not stop me believe me. I mean, to make me do Malay one more year just because I did badly for my AO levels at the expense of my other 4 A-level subjects is dimwitted. I'd rather churn out 4 As and 2 Ss for you than give you an A or minimum B for malay.

So be my contempt for the language. It truly is a beautiful language really but I've always hated the idea of making it COMPULSORY (wajib) for one to be examined in a language. I don't want to make this another rant on how unfair the system is to us and all that because I fell I've wasted my precious JC life doing that.

'Band-it!' is dangerously close: 6 days left. This feels like Etude XXX and SYF with the countdown. Indeed, to us year 1 batch people, this is the first major project we are undertaking. The last two minor ones, namely Teachers' day performance and the Open day performance weren't as big-scale. I think we need to buck up on ticket sales. I've tried all my classmates, ex-classmates, ex-bandmates, juniors, etc and I hope to get a good answer by Monday. Let's see, I'm selling about 4 tickets to my family, 3 to my friends, helped sell a ticket for Hara (I don't care I'm counting that in) and am waiting for a definite answer from one, and she said that her mom would defintly allow. So I guess I sold 8? That's too little. I'm really really hoping that ex-05S23 can be reunited for the concert though!!
As for the repertoire, we're still very backward in our playing but thanks to Mr Ho, who's been going through them for us, we are improving. Now we've gotta tackle about two more songs, and that's it! Time is running out and it's scary. If we don't put up a good performance, it's going to speak badly of the band. And I know there are critics everywhere. We can't give them a chance to mock us.

Onto other things. I was reading a few band juniors' blogs and two issues struck me. Firstly, someone was making a public apology for not being a good leader. This is just like my last entry. From experience, there's no doubt that at some point in time a leader will be compelled to stoop down low and humble himself. It's part and parcel of the journey of being a leader. I shun the person who dares not apologise and the person who apoligises without sincerity. Such people would most likely go about their apology in person with tears, self-defamation like "I suck. I shall step down as band major because I am@$@#$@#$". Or they will simply blog about it or change their MSN nicks to something of similar nature. Like " (tan ah teck) im a lousy sl. sorry xxxxxxists. you dun deserve me one. i shld just jump off tenth storey building de lorz)." Yuck that was gruesome.

Really, I don't want to see how bad you are. We all know how bad you are. Don't rub it in. We don't want to see you pull a stunt to make us have pity on you because you're making us look like fools. I know that doing something as awful as attacking your own self-esteem will help you to lose face faster so that you don't have to go through the process in a slower and more painful way. But really, if you find it so necesary, let me tell you that I desire to see a good leader who would pick himself up and promise to pick up the pieces. Whether you succeed in doing it or not is a different story of course. People will trust you if you can show that you can stand your ground and survive a fall.

Another junior made me quite proud of her. She defintely knows how to be offensive in the correct way. And that is a skill that I used to have but lost in NJC. I mustn't strive to please everyone and tell them things that will only make them happy. Being offensive and telling people they were wrong was one of my characteristic attriubutes in AMB, though I normally did it in a fit of anger.

I kept nodding to myself while reading her entry. I may sound really nasty here and I may get nasty tags that every Andersonian public blogger may have gotten in the past, but I don't care. Anderson Secondary School, your standard is indeed dropping. And it's not because of your academic performance, it's because of your attitude. It's not a matter of playing cards, but rather, it's a matter of obeying the school rules and authority. It's not a matter of using vulgarities, but it's a matter of public image. I love the way she ended by quoting Mr Ang...

"This just shows how much you love Anderson..."~Mr Ang Chip Seng (Discipline Master).

The way Andersonians have changed from when I was Sec 1 to when I was Sec 4 is shocking...

2001: Seniors appeared to the juniors as hard-working and fun-loving, and were basically good seniors.

2004: Seniors were a bunch of ingrates who just wanted to see our knuckles fry. They hated us.

2001: Everyone respected each other as friends.

2004: Everyone either hated everyone so much that they went blog-hopping to go on a flaming spree. Or they respected each other so much that they got attached and went around holding hands wherever they went(and once it was reported there was smooching)

2001: Everyone dressed up neatly, with their shirts tucked in, pinafores belted properly, hair tied well, hair combed nicely, etc.etc.

2004: You would be considered a saint if you presented yourself properly. It was mandatory that by half a year, your hair touched the sky, your shirt touched the ground, your pants floated somewhere in between your waist and your butt, your belt touched your toes so you looked like you were into your second trimester, your hair looked like a stage with the curtains closed, your nails and array of colours (your hair too). You were part of the school if your badge were missing.

2001: Everyone came on time or if not, there'd be a good soul who'd get the class moving at least 5 minutes after the bell rang.

2004: What? But it's only ten minutes after the bell rang! We've still got about 20 minutes left to get to our classroom!

2001: Students greeted their teachers. even those they were scared of.

2004: Sure, students still greeted their teachers. Except the 'greetings' are found on toilet walls, desks and in lab bench drawers. 'Greetings' break away from the traditional 'good afternoon Mrs Bla' and are diverse. Majority include the teachers name and have a 'sux' somewhere in between their poorly constructed sentence.

2001: Students come as early as possible or if not, they try to get into their class ASAP.

2004: If they come late, it means they MUST come at least 15-20 minutes late. They'll use the canteen, library or toilet to escape being found and to avoid getting a shelling from the first period teacher.

Ok seriously, this isn't meant to be a joke. It's quite disappointing, the current state of the school. And if my batch is responsible for the transition between '2001' and '2004', then woe betide us.

My final cry: don't treat Anderson in such a way that you'll end up hating it for your four years, and after that you'll start screaming out how you miss Anderson once you've left. I detest such hypocricy. Now that you're in the school, you can easily avoid all the lectures from teachers and scolding and punishments and unfair measures by behaving well. If you think about it, you can't treat school like a hotel where you are you and there's no one else to care about: just yourself. The school accepted your application, it agreed to use its resources to educate you, and it does so much for you. You have to give it back somehow you know? And don't think that doing well in your exams will suffice. If you think about it, the school provides for you an environment to develop your character, not just your brains.

Your selfish, self-centred attitude is disgusting. Life is not about your entertainment. And people don't owe you everything. Get more sensitive and involved in school!

P.S. Finally decided to get a bit colourful today eh?

The old me coming back

I felt absolutely disgusted at myself while reading the last post. It felt absolutely arrogant. As if I'm hyper smart though my grades do not reflect it. I wish to apologise to those who read it and were filled with the same disgust that I had.

Today's band practice...was not the best in a long time. Do not wish to comment on it because the blog is not an appropriate place do so. I shall talk to those I need to instead. You need not know about band affairs.

But I regret to say how absolutely lazily I've been handling affairs lately. It's disgusting how I keep on telling people how slack I've been lately. I tell people "they give me song, I go up and conduct lor". What a horribly shitty attitude! (pardon my language but that's precisely what my attitude is). Well when saying that, I meant that I usually was blur as to band practice timings and agendas for that day, not as if I heck care the band. But it seems like that doesn't it. I'm so horribly upset. As it is, I'm supposedly the 'head of the music com', so I cannot neglect my duties. How can I just forget about the institution of the msuci committee just like that, and have a meeting 4 days before the concert? It's sick because I usually take pride in what I own and what responsibilities I have. Sweeping it under the rug like that is blasphemous.

I've been horribly lazy. I've only started analysing the scores recently, and I've only begun to give solid and valuable feedback to SLs.

I cannot believe what a monster I've become. Lazy. Lazy. Lazy.

But I swear I'll pick up the pieces and do whatever is left in my power to do so. And I will NEVER make the same mistake again. I'd like to promote "Dedication" as the thrust to the music committee. And I will make sure that it's fully transformed into a team of dedicated individuals who spill their dedication to the rest of the band.

Abstract

A rich man's limousine went past a poor family. They were by the roadside eating grass. The rich man gets out and asks "Why do you eat grass?" The man of the house rises and replies "Sir, we are so poor that we have nothing more to eat."

So the rich man tells them "Get into my car. I'll take you home". But the man replies instantly "No sir, you don't understand! I have my wife and 7 other children, as well as my parents and parents-in-law. I can't go with you and leave them all back here!" The rich man tells him not to worry. "Ask them all to come. My garden is very big and the grass is tall."

When my dad told me this story, I found it really sick. Sure it was funny, but it was a horrible way to taint charity.

I read through my previous post and I must admit that I sounded chauvinistic like a pig. I don't want to dwell on details but yes, I'm ashamed of myself. I hate talking about academics because you're always bound to make a mistake doing so. You either offend someone else or you offend yourself.

Basically I plan to live my life not dwelling on academics, but focussing on bettering myself as a person. Hitting the books makes your brain grow but it makes your heart cold. For those of you who obsess over how you must develop your brain and all that, you'd better think it through once again.

I wonder if anyone's heard of some Schichida method for optimising your brain capacity. This Japanese geezer developed this method of making you capable of using up to 90% of your brain from the normal less than 10% one normally uses. It's frightening that his students have photographic memory and can multiply I think 6 digit numbers EFFORTLESSLY. I have this feeling that a frightening new market has opened up for parents to make their children super smart. And the vry thought of that is vile. How sick it is for parents to intentionally make their sons and daughters smarter than normal, wasting precious money to such a selfish thing instead of putting it to a more noble/charitable use.

Now has education in Singapore reached a similar situation where parents only desire to get their children into the best of the best schools. They say it's for a good and secure future. And so it has opened a market for new systems and institution to set foot in Singapore like the NUS Science and MAths school, and other such schools. I guess from the ministry's view, it's a great thing because Singapore is closer to becoming that education hub that we've long been wanting to become. Add that to her wants to become a biomedical hub and a tourism hub and hubba-hubba...Singapore grows! Bah. But now it seems that the agonising pressure that you experience in the workplace has finally reached its peak in the schools as well. I think that the noble outcomes of education have been perverted by the evils of excessive competition and obsession to succeed in life. But as we all know, the true definition and reality of success does not lie in academic achievement nor wealth.

As for wealth, what I can't understand in, is that in cultures that has been influenced by Confucious doctrines and other religions that teach against the hording of wealth and exhort charity, then why does Singapore have such a materialistic air? So bad is the situation that young teenage girls sell their bodies to get money to buy handphones and new clothes. So we give up our dignity to have a reason to flaunt off some status to show we've got purchasing power???? Essentially the Cold War was a war between two economies, besides being one of political difference. One of the ways USSR/China wanted to prove how successful her system was was by showing how much better their economies would improve. (Khruschev's policy of peaceful co-existence: that war should be avoided and both parties live in peace, but the war would be won by showing capitalism the superiority of the communist model.) So, does success once again equate to wealth?

How useless it is for people to go around preaching to people the calamity of being wealthy when it is the big shots of the country that forever are chasing and hording wealth. But if you think about it, it's the only thing that Singapore can do in light of the new competition being faced by other SE Asian neighbours.

Baskt my com is going bonkers. It's kinda ticking away and it seems to be threatening to shut down on me soon. ARGGGGGGGHHH!!!!!!

Birthday plus Promos results

I think I didn't elaborate much on my birthday. IT was a fantastic day, really. I'm so happy for all the smses and gifts I got, though I didn't get a cake this year either. But anyway, I still got tons of snacks from my PW group hehehe.

On to a more depressing topic. I got B for Maths and Chemistry, and C for History and Biology. Before that I got AADD respectively. So basically, I've improved in my weak subjects and deproved in my strong subjects.

I don't know what to think. Firstly, I think these results are reasonable given the pressure we were under. Secondly, I'm disappointed I can't take Bio 'S' Paper. I've basically loved Bio my whole life. I will try to take an 'S' for it because I believe that I could have done well. There is evidence: firstly I was constantly top in class in secondary school, secondly I apparently got the highest for the entrance into the Bio Olympiad (though I was turned down due to my D in Biology for my CTs). And lastly, I topped the class in the Bio MCQ, which I felt was commendable because I thought it was horribly tough, and required the most amount of thinking amongst all the sections. My 20/25 might've been modest (given there were probably people scoring full marks or 24/25). Yet I see it as quite an achievement. My only downfall in Bio is my time management. Had I enough time to complete a second essay, I would have done extremely well, I don't doubt that.

It saddens me to see people unhappy with their results because I'm sure most put in their utmost effort although they might have not been serious about their studies previously. And it makes me sad to see people curse themselves as being stupid, when clearly their mistake was simply not working consistently, or not having the best attitude when it comes to studying, like sleeping in class or whatever. Truly you aren't stupid.

It is sad that this is what students have to endure. After watching "Day After Tomorrow", I thouht to myself 'what's the point of these results when clearly, the way the world is going, I won't even have much of a future to enjoy'. This was exactly what one of the people in the movie said. And another disgusting thing in the movie was how the Vice-President was absolutely adamant that the economy was more important than the environment, given that doomsday was coming. A climatologistin the movie said "The North Atlantic Current is fragile and must be maintained..." and the vice-president of USA retorts saying "You know our economy is as fragile". Sick.

Is there a similar mentality in Singapore currently? The emphasis is always the economy. Students undergo crazy amount of pressure just so that the nation can churn out money making machines. Basically that's our destiny.

So depressing.

Anyway. I'm 17 years and 2 days old. Let's be glad about that.

The Birthday song opus. 17

Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeee.
Happy birthday to me.

Thank you thank you!

Batman And Spiderman.

Just watched Batman Begins and I think that the movie was let's say...very long. But the plot was absolutely rivetting. Since I've always had this affinity for superheroes because they've always enchanted my imaginary world, let's do a comparison and theme study between the movies of my two favourite Superheroes, Batman and Spiderman.

Firstly, the odd thing is that their identities both originate from animals. Though one is a direct mutation from the sting of an irradiated spider (some say it was genetically altered) and the other is just the manifestation of his fears, both have characteristics pertaining to their animals (of course la otherwise why would they be called what they are called.) But interestingly, I find that there's this thing about Batman which makes him unique from Spiderman. He seems to have this bond with bats. It's interesting how he chose to allow his worst fear to be his identity, whereas the spider is nothing more than a trivial thing to Spiderman (he just has that name because of his origin and his powers). But this concept of fear is where the movie is woven very successfully.

For one thing, the plot in Batman is superb. Credit should go to the idea of Ra's al Ghul who was part of the league of Shadows. They were in charge of administering justice where it was deserved (for the last 100 years, wen each civilisation reached thepinnacle of crime). Apparently they were the ones who went about burning Rome to the ground, brining the Bubonic plague to London and many other things. This meant that a crime or injustice was returned equally or with more severity. For example, he wanted Bruce Wayne who was undergoing training, to kill a murderer. He also burnt down his house and left him to die as Bruce Wayne supposedly did (but he saved him actually).

Ok no more spoilers. It's getting late and I have to go for a show tmrw. So I'll shorten this.

Between Spiderman and Batman, Batman's movie was better in terms of its intricate plot, though Spiderman's was more appealing in its simplicity. Batman has a dark theme of fear, and the movie generally is dark in the later part as is the Batman series of movies. Spiderman is more on the side of the difficulties of teenage growing up, and not being understood. Also the ever famous power and responsiblilty. By the way, I heard that "with great power comes great responsibility" is frequently used in GP papers. I condemn such a heinous action because firstly it's taken from a movie, or to be more specific, from a comic. Secondly, coming from a spiderman fan, please keep the sacredness of the phrase by not overusing it

Lastly, in terms of character and personality and powers, Spiderman still is superior to Batman for his wit and perseverance. Batman has perseverance to, just this really evil thing that is controlled by anger and the inability to let go of the past. Spiderman's moves are far slicker than Batman because it's all natural and not synthetic or mechanised. Like Batman needs a grappling hook when Spiderman can just zipline swiftly. And the funniest part was when batman hadn't found the right costume yet and tried to do something nutty with Commissioner Gordon. When he tried to flee, it was really clumsy (though he managed to perfect the invisible ninja technique later). Spiderman would have either hung under the window will or zipped away much more quickly. Oh...but we can't forget Spiderman's debut at superhero business can we? The amusing suit and all; the first swing, blabla. Ok...Spiderman was slightly more 'poor-thing'. haha...

ok it's late and tmrw's the NJ open house. woohoo. gd nite

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Basket. Saw a friend's blog. Said he was expecting A for Maths, Chem, B for Bio and an A/B for physics. Whaddatoot. I'd be quite surprised if I got an A at all lor!!!

Basket. I'm not smart enough to survive on one week of studying before a major exam. This is totally unfair and I think that Singaporean educators have to go get a life. Make us do PW to enhance the lives of other people but they can't have pity on us.
EEDEEOTS.

Anyway, feeling a bit better from the depression yesterday. Guess it was because I was feeling tired. One of my classmates advised me to sleep early now because she didn't want a moody Craig tomorrow. So it's sleep I guess. I've been waking up every morning feeling like I'm not going to end the day without developping a full-blown flu. So I should be getting as much rest as possible. The thing is that with such a hectic lifestyle in JC, we don't get enough rest. Depriving us of rest is depriving us of mental strength. Then how to produce 4A scorers right down through the ranks of students? That's why I strongly recommend that you people sleep early so that you can wake up on time, have enough rest and be able to concentrate the whole day.

Eh....then what the heck am I doing here?

Ok. Better practice what I preach. Good night.

Chasing the wind

Had my first band practice in a long time today. I'd been looking forward to this day for a really long time, but when it finally came, somehow things changed. And I suddenly felt discouraged. It was as if I had been wasting my last four years in band. For a passion that seems to burn so bright within me, I have not fanned the flame. And so it gets dimmer and dimmer. I admit I'd never really been serious about practicing this year. In fact, never in the last 4 years. And when I see people who really really love music, and go the extra mil to pursue it (like Marcus who spends more than an hour a day practicing), I question the degree of my passion. Passion and performance are things that I have always admired. Seriously, I never thought highly of Marcus' playing till I got to know how much he loved the flute. I mean, anyone could play well. But some people play well, but hate doing music. I think for that reason, Marcus' recital in February was more value-added than if I had watched James Galway last year.

I went out of the band room and heard this guy play on the piano. And the sound filled the air like the aroma of frankincense. I felt horible on one hand, yet I was lingering to listen.

When people tell me I'm a good player, I thank them and tell them that I may be quite good. But I'll never be good enough in my own eyes. Self-declared expectations? How much longer will I be saying this?

Am I just good for listening and enjoying the beauty of music?

Why can't I take part in it? Why can't I make it? Why can't I be it?

If I'm not able to, then I live the rest of my life in tears, pain and anguish. For to not be able to hold beauty is tragic. Beauty is NEVER meant to be admired from afar. That's just an excuse given by people who are too afraid to associate themselves with it. You are meant to be engulfed in beauty. Beauty is nature. Nature is God's creation.

What do you feel when all you love seems to elude you? Why do I seem to fare worse in the subjects I really like? Why does music make me feel this way and that way? It's like rejection from your first love.

Music is just but a chasing of the wind, when you were deceived into thinking it was a gem.

When should I stop the chase? Or should I ever?

Links

I tried to hunt down as many ppl as possible and get their links. Some of them had added me as many as seven months ago but I was too lazy to link them. Yup, so this is an achievement. Muahaha. I think I oughta hit the gym for a run so I can look like someone I'm not yet.

News of the World

Today the world's experienced a strike three. An earthquake in North Eastern Pakistan that has not only devastated its capital Islamabad, but Afghanistan and Northern India as well, another one in Sumatra, registering slightly less on the Righter at 6.0 (compared to Pakistan's 7.6), and floods in Central America.

The quake in Pakistan caused a bit of jitteriness in my family because my grandparents were in Delhi today, and were planning to go to Jammu, (Kashmir) tomorrow. The death toll there is about 38 and probably rising. What would have been a holiday to visit their yesteryears would have become, by a cruel twist of fate, a disaster instead. Jammu, by the way, was where I was born.

Fortunately after a long long time the telecommunications that had disintegrated in that area was fixed and my grandparents assurance that they were safe reached my mom's phone. She seemed quite solemn before that, but now she's a lot more relieved they are fine.

My father's colleague had more to say though. He was just in the building adjacent to the 19-storey building that collapsed. He said that when the tremours started, the lifts were jammed and he had to run down 10 floors with the building swaying. Imagine te shock he would've fel as he saw the building crumbling just next to him during his descent.

Thank God that my grandparents are safe, and that their plans were in such a way that they missed going to Jammu during the quake.

Bird flu appears to have been detected in Romania now. Migratory birds are to blame. Have you read the article regarding the Spanish flu that wiped out hundreds of thousands of people in the early 20th century? Apparently, this H5N1 virus is related to it. Would it mean that we should expect a similar death toll?

A quadruple disaster in one day. This all points out to the fact that the end of the world draws nigh.

And in the meantime, we're still schooling. We still wonder how we can pass our exams and get far in life. What's the point of doing that if there appears to be no future the way things are going? People still cry over love, JI is still plotting. I wonder if Osama in all his wealth and influence actually sends aid to Muslim dominated nations. I guess he'd win these nations not by helping them, but by smashing the Western infidels. The whole thrust of the jihad I suppose is to destroy rather than to show humanity and love.

Osama has been listed as the first 21st century tyrant according to George Bush. Is it true that he wants to build a base of influence that will establish a true totalitarian authority similar to thelikes of Hitler, Pol Pot and Josef Stalin? It certainly seems so. Come to think of it, the way the Mujahideen has been ruling Afghanistan, such that the people themselves seem oppressed, doesn't seem comforting when you interpret his actions as expansionistic. But I think that his only reason for establishing Muslim countries with Islamic laws as its constitution (rendering it an Islamic Nation in other words) is so that he can put more pressure on US to wipe out Israel through bureaucratic pressure.

This gets more and more confusing.

Our age boasts of the most advanced medical achievements as well as a standard of living. We've entered the era of technological evolution. Life gets better. What does it all mean to me when evil and the twisted ambitions of certain individuals negates all that? We can have medicine to regrow limbs but what's the use if a nuclear bomb ensues a whole nation of limbless people? Somehow it all balances out: as the good gets better, the bad gets worse; like Newton's third law, every action has an equal an opposite reaction. Except the force at which these two opposing forces come at is larger. We're in the middle. It's like comparing what happens when we get sandwiched between two marbles to two blue whales.

I shun the mind. It's human intellect that has created a world of beauty in art and science, and it is human intellect that has created a warped world. Communism, fundamentalism, all the other -isms that have resulted in nothing more than sheer suffering. They're all productsof the filthy human mind.

I'm ashamed to be a human being.

And nature thinks so too.

End of Promos was yesterday

Many finished theirs yesterday. Most of the Science students who were unfortunate to have chosen Econs as one of their subjects ended today with a MCQ and DRQ exam. While other odd combis and triple sciences ended yesterday.

As for me, I never knew I could do 4 essays in 3 hours!! It's making me think that the essays were crappy. Sigh. But anyway, I found it quite fun. I think writing essays beats anything else. Of course Bio essays are another thing. Spitting out information is idiotic. That's only part of History! You gotta do more than that, like analyse and come to a conclusion who did what, what was what, how was which, why was that, you get my point.

Ok la. Chem two days ago, was good! The MCQ was exciting! I had enough time to do it, but I might've made many careless mistakes. Dangdangdang. Apart from that, the rest of the paper...erm I left out quite a lot of questions and I didn't know how to do the acid base quesion. Great. But I'm confident I'll do better for Chem than Bio and Maths!!!

Now that it's all over, I've no idea what to do. Great. How I was looking forward to this day, but I failed to make any plans. Argh.

I dun feel like bloggin till tonight. I find something happy to say. I mean, the promos are over! I only have PW and Malay to complain about now! HEHEHEHE

MATHS AND BIO

Confirm lost around 25 over marks for Maths. No hope for another A in MAths. Don't think my scraping A in CTs can save me.

Bio was slightly easier. MCQ sucked as usual. The Structured questions was quite ok. The Essay...they decided to get really creative and makeus write about genetic material by giving a scenario of an alien ship that crash landed on Earth, and we as Biomolecular scientists are supposed to prove whether it's fake or not. I got too carried away, as if I were writing a story. So I've lost another 20 marks for Bio.

The mass of loss of marks is very demoralising. I wish I had started revising earlier. Maybe I should've just told the teachers to shut their mouths and stup shoving tutorials down ours. I find this unfair and stupid. I mean, we finished our syllabus one week ago only la.

And my two most favouriet topics proved to be my downfall once again. Is it time to let go of your aspirations of taking S papers? That's if you get promoted of course.

It's late

Just saw that Eng Hong had put up a song dedicated to promos. I thought I should do so too. So here's a good ol' Queen song that is oh so relevant.

It's Late
Words and music by Brian May

You say you love me
And I hardly know your name
And if I say I love you in the candlelight
There's no one but myself to blame
But there's something inside
That's turning my mind away
Oh how I could love you
If I could let you stay

It's late - but I'm bleeding deep inside
It's late - is it just my sickly pride?
Too late - even now the feeling seems to steal away
So late - though I'm crying I can't help but hear you say
It's late it's late it's late
But not too late

The way you love me
Is the sweetest love around
But after all this time
The more I'm trying
The more I seem to let you down
Now you tell me you're leaving
And I just can't believe it's true
Oh you know that I can love you
Though I know I can't be true
Oh you made me love you
Don't tell me that we're through

It's late - but it's driving me so mad
It's late - yes I know but don't try to tell me that it's
Too late - save our love you can't turn out the lights
So late - I've been wrong but I'll learn to be right
It's late it's late it's late
But not too late

- I've been so long
- You've been so long
- We've been so long tryin' to work it out
- I ain't got long
- You ain't got long
- We gotta know what this life is all about

Too late much too late
You're staring at me
With suspicion in your eye
You say what game are you playing?
What's this that you're saying?
I know that I can't reply
If I take you tonight
Is it making my life a lie?
Oh you make me wonder
Did I live my life alright?

It's late - but it's time to set me free
It's late - yes I know but there's no way it has to be
Too late - so let the fire take our bodies this night
So late - so let the waters take our guilt in the tide
It's late it's late it's late it's late
It's late it's late
It's all too late


Yup. It's too late. I didn't sstart studying on time and now I'm disadvantaged. How can I go into the Lecture theatres and classrooms knowing that I haven't studied every chapter? Sicksicksick.

Anyway. This is my MOST FAVOURITEST Queen song. I recommend you listen to it.

And last thing. Eng Hong's blog is freaking hilarious.

He deserves a link from my blog.