Not even I, figured things would work out so freagin smoothly. perfect transactions and transfers, sends me to a state of uncomfortable tranquility.
i dunno why. im just waiting for things to screw up. a little. haha. its onlu after thigns screw up, can i break free. i think....hmmm. my mind works in strange ways.
anyways what was i talking about? oh yeah. perfect transitions. like how immediately after school i went to see mr see to find out that he wasnt in school. and then i practised for the sex skit tomorrow. then i met beng for investiture. and along the way i confirmed the timing of debates with sean. and then i could photocopy a script for mrs chang, pass the investiture proposal file to ms norsheha and still make it in time for debates. and after debates, i could still go for HC interview which was cool. haha. the interview was wow. got shot left right centre. i think i screwed around with alot of my answers, and handled them in a totally crappy way. but hell.
and looks like tomorrow is gonna be a day of smooth, if not tight, transitions too. from 1155-1250 ill be preparing for the sex skit. 1250 to 1345 sex skit. 1345 to 1440 HC introductions, Q & A, and i think elections too. and then comes debates.
"how important is debates to you?"
"Very."
hahaha. wow. three months back, id never forsee myself saying that. things sure dotn turn out the way you think they would.
i got a C for econs. which is pretty fascinating. im hitting a C average so far. i think thats good. im on my way to a scholarship! WHOO! haha.
sunday went well. ate a chat masala. super expensive. but the food was good, or i cant deny that.
got my NYAA gold book today. now i cant start on my slow and steady climb to nyaa gold. whoot. nearly there.
the straits times is getting more and more annoying, day by day. talking about loads of shi, and making mountains out of mole hills, like the whole gomez problem. honestly. i just wish singaporeans living in aljunied are about as pissed off as me, and vote for the worker's party. super annoying politics. siiigh.
whatever the case, i know what i beleive in. ill be strong. remember " 'V' For Vendetta". Remember what how it inspired you. how it reminded you of the beauty of ideas. and how sometimes, whats really important is not quality of life but the meaning and the purpose behind what you fight it for.
things will work out. relax, kid. just relax.... things always work out.
sigh. and you all know i love endings. cause it means there is now a chance for a begining. and beginnings are never dry nor banal. and you know, the reason for the pre-mature euthanasia of dozens of my short stories was due to my love of starting a sequal, though i never could finish those either. and you know, when all this ends, ill be looking forward to the beginning of the next chapter.
so lets end this. g'night.
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