I am wandering around in a post-CTs daze and steadfastly not thinking about the fact that an A level is in 2 weeks' time.

I took an O level last year, damn you, why don't I get a break. Well fine I know that other people took millions of papers last year as opposed to my measly HCL, but in my defense, um.

I don't speak chinese?

Yeah anyway I'm done whining about the impending Alevel.

CTs were moderately promising, difficult, easy, and unpromising. Not in that order. Go try to figure out which adjective is related to which. Suffice to say that I really hope I do well...what's new.
I wish for that every year.

Hm I just realised that someone from my OG blocked me on MSN. The funniest part is that I don't care. And to think I used to be close to my OG...

Life's been good recently. Except when I'm at the MRT station waiting for trains, and the disgusting PCK be-gracious-to-others advertisement comes out on the TV. Come on, even if I had a burning desire to be gracious, the sight of Gurmit Singh prancing around belting out retarded lyrics extremely off-key-ly fills me with the irresistable desire to run infront of the nearest MRT train door, spread my arms and try to stop everyone from entering/leaving the train while simultaneously avoiding death glares from irritable people trying to rush to work.

I really should do that one day.

My new drum teacher is imba. Seriously. Imba. Someone nerf plz.

Thanks to him, and Youtube, my new holiday goal is to be able to play Revolution perfectly. It's shorter than Move Along, but the speed, fills, and lack of a score/tab (I have to transcribe the bloody thing myself) should make it difficult.

GP CT tomorrow, and more importantly, United vs Barca.

<3

I've just finished PW survey questions, at the behest of a...persistent...group leader, and it's 2am and I want nothing more than to sleep. But I'm here to type out a blogpost first, and it's going to be a long one. This blog has been dead for too long & I'm touched that people still visit it occasionally to check for new posts. Of course, most of these people only do so because they have nothing better to do (damn you, non chinese-taking people) and because they are obstinate but hey, if you decide to spend your obstinancy on my blog, why not? I'll take what I can get.

My drumset just got imba zhng-ed today. I got an entire sackful--well, plastic bagful, anyway--of stuff from Joshua. Like my new Vic Firth sticks (note to everyone who failed that question on Facebook: how the hell could you have picked Zildjian; I spent damn long complaining that my Zildjian sticks broke, didn't I?), a working metronome and a splash cymbal.

Well, admittedly, the splash cymbal anticlimatically sounds horrible, partially because my crash is muffled and the splash isn't, which means that the splash is actually louder and more resonant than my crash cymbal. In case you're wondering, no, that is not supposed to happen.

That's the equivalent of finding out that a pub can speak better English than you. It's not supposed to happen, and when it does it makes you feel pathetic, weird, and vaguely stupid.

The most epic thing today happened when xw and bryan crashed my house. XW, being xw, managed to get stuck in the toilet. Yes. You read that right.

He walks into the toilet.
He locks the door.
He turns to knob to unlock the door.
The knob turns.
The lock doesn't unlock.
He panics.

To cut a long story short, XW emerges one hour later admist the rubble of a dismantled doorknob. These kind of things only happen to him.

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If you get 100% you are a stalker. Go away.

School's okay, bearable, but like many other J1s I am fast realizing that JC life is not as perfect as it seemed from the second floor of the Raja Block. I find that I spend every week looking forward to Wednesday, Friday, and eventually the weekend, and I invariably spend every Sunday dreading Monday. Except this Sunday, of course. Vesaks ftw.

Yes, I know Vesak is not a noun. I don't think it is, at least...

Imeem doesn't let you play full songs on blogs anymore, which essentially means that I can no longer share my tastes in music with the rest of you.

I know yall are celebrating now.