Gwen if you do not update your blog soon it will become more dead than mine. And I can tell you from personal experience that dead blogs are vaguely troublesome. It's like a dead body lying somewhere in the middle of your pristine Internet Explorer/Chrome (or, if you insist, Firefox. What is wrong with you?). You prod it occasionally with your foot, but it refuses to move. And it attracts a steady stream of commentators going WAI IZ YOUR BLOG DED UPDATE PLZ until you one day decide to revive it only to realise that your blog is but a pale shadow of the majestic creation it once was, with the former grandiose and elegantly crafted sentences reduced to a singularly long run-on sentence, much like the one I'm typing now, although, if you aren't anything like me (and chances are you aren't), making far more sense.

In conclusion, Gwen, and all you non-blog-updating-slackers (coughhaiweicough), go forth and UPDATE.

Okay fine, I'm just bored and need entertainment.

OP tomorrow!

(On a side note, notice how I only post before major exams? There's a perfectly logical reason for this, which I will leave all of you dear readers to mull over before the next post. Of course, the next post, according to trends, will occur sometime around January, so you have plenty of time to think...)

After spending approximately 8 hours today reciting my script over and over again, I'm pretty much able to take on the world. OP examiners might be a different story, however...

Uh okay I know alot of people have been pestering me to post, but I honestly can't think of anything to post about. My life is not that exciting. Or maybe it is, but I refuse to share it with all of you because, honestly, when Hollywood comes calling to make the movie about my life the rights shall be mine and mine alone.

I almost typed 'rawr' there, before thinking better of it. There's a limit to how much insanity this blog can hold.

Seriously though, my blog needs an Extreme Makeover. It needs an Identity. Like Charlotte's blog, which reeks of Charlotte. Or XW's blog, which is full of retarded nonsense. Kind of like this one, actually...or Jingxian's blog, which is full of metaphysical incomprehensible posts. Kind of like JX, actually. The incomprehensible part, not the metaphysical part.

As with all my posts, I've run out of things to say, so here the post shall end.

The exams are over. Wonder of wonders, the exams are over.

Maths was decent, Physics was mediocre. Enough said. Unlike some people, I don't spend entire paragraphs analyzing how each individual paper went. I do, however, devote the occasional line or two to subtly suanning them.

I amaze myself sometimes. This, however, is not one of those times.

Went to the arcade today with xw, yensen, bryan and winston. Yensen searched the entire arcade, concluded that they didn't have SFIV, and pretty much spasmed and died. The rest of us happily spammed GFDM until

1) Bryan's thumb exploded.

2) My middle finger exploded. Ah, poor middle finger; it served me well over the years.

On the bright side, I did pass TTFAF on drums today. I know that no one understands me.

Night all!

Ok I swore I'd get on a hiatus until promos are over but it's 12.21 now, Math exam is tomorrow, I just finished rushing/skimming over a pile of notes so thick it's not even funny and I have to post this so, in 2-3 months' time during the December holidays, I won't accidentally wish I was back in school studying because STUDYING IS NOT FUN.

My schedule is ridiculous, every day is just an insane blur of studying for the next exam and the occasional DotA game to keep me sane (and you know something's wrong when DotA pubs are the only thing keeping you sane). Ever since the chaos began with GP all of 6 days ago, there hasn't been a single day where I can just slack and relax and happily consider my plans for the next day. It's been AHH GP MUG MUG followed by AHH ECONS and "oh right, chinese, i kinda forgot about that" and WEEKEND OF EPIC BOREDOM WHERE I MUG FOR CHEM and, as of 2 hours ago, AHH OH SHIT MATHS IS TMR HALP ME.

And tomorrow won't be better, I know what my schedule will be: finish Maths, complain about the paper, go home, DotA for sanity, sleep, rush physics.

The best thing I can say about the promos is that it's going to be over soon.

I'm not complaining, though; every J1 student has to go through this. Still, it's worth noting. I can't wait for the day--2 days' time--where I can actually start, yknow, living a life again instead of spending each day in a DotA-and-panic-fuelled blur.

And since everyone is talking about papers:

GP promises to be a borderline A/B. I hope like hell it's A.

Econs promises me absolutely nothing, as expected.

I don't give a shit about Chinese.

Chem is promising.

2nd at SCBA on Friday and first today. Gosu partnerships ftw.

If this goes on I might actually be able to supplement my pocket money, assuming, of course, that we continue running into opponents who bid 4h on 20 points, get doubled down 2 and then complain angrily at me for doubling without the Qh.

Well, it's a topboard, so it was amusing to watch him bluster (and screwup the following board; 3hx-3.)

Life's been getting more stressful and yet better. I've learned one thing--don't think about the amount of work we need to mug because it is insanely depressing and will leave you curled up in a fetal position whimpering softly.

It's the people you have around you that pull you through times like these. You need close friends who will force you to mug (or at least, I do; muggers like jing xian are probably self-motivated by the tantalizing thought of learning the inner workings of Chemical Energetics) and yet keep the mugging from being unbelievably boring. Or sophorific. Usually both. I'm lucky, and always have been.

Most of the time, anyway.

Blogger has finally deigned to allow me to write another post, after a few days of fruitless attempts at accessing blogger.com (this webpage could not load. please try again later.) And I thought anything owned by Google was supposed to be efficient.

Then again, my laptop isn't owned by Google, so I suppose it could be my fault.

Defence talk was a complete waste of time. We were subjected to what had to have been the most one-sided, biased and monodimensional play ever. Yes, I get that you're trying to brainwash us kids (the FUTURE of the NATION) into mindlessly believing that NS is good for us and not a complete and utter waste of time but surely there are more intelligent ways to do so. Like subliminal messages. That's pretty much the only way you're ever going to convince us.

Most of us, anyway...

Up was a great movie, with great company. Life's good.

Tagboard evidence seems to suggest that my blog readership has fallen to roughly two people, excluding myself (since I am sadly forced to read whatever I write, I don't really count), so I think I should spare everyone the misery and shut this blog down soon.

But first...

All of you should go listen to instrumental rock. Just listen to it. Once, before you make any judgements, although I'm pretty sure that none of you will like it anyway. Still, it's worth a try...ask me or Bryan for songs.

This is how you ask me:

You: "Eh kenneth I read your blog!!! (this automatically makes you either 1. gwen or 2. renwei) GIV MUSIX PLZ"

Me: "Ok here you go."

This is how you ask Bryan:

You: "Bryan can send me some instrumental rock?"

Bryan: "Sure :D"

You: "NO ASAKI PLZ"

Bryan: "....whhhaaa?!!! give it a try la"
You: "NO I DON'T WANT ANY ASAKI"
Bryan: "ASAKI ROCKS LA WTH"

You: "Just send me a non-Asaki so--"

Bryan: "Screw you go ask Kenneth la."

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You: "Eh Kenneth I read your blog!!!"