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Friday, March 23, 2007
yes i made it through.. boy am i glad.. okay so what now.. its the nose back to the grinding stone i suppose.. okay so before that, heres an overview of my week.. having it down somewhere makes everything seem more real somehow.. okay so it all started on tuesday.. well for me at least.. what paper was that.. oh yes math.. that was quite expected lah i think, but i guess you could call it a bad start to everything.. im hoping for some miracle that i can scrape a pass but being realistic i guess thats just fantasy.. then bio.. i used to like have this i dunno what you call it, policy (?) of telling myself to enjoy the bio papers.. i mean like if you have enough content knowledge you will really enjoy the paper.. really really, im serious.. BUT THEN, i guess this obviously wasnt the case lah.. nowadays its more like a frantic scramble to like dump out the stuff that was just dumped in like 24 hours before, assuming that not too much of it gets stuck in between, that is.. haha then the ultimate day, thursday.. you know, i was so happy i was writing a song and not like sleeping during chem i forgot to go and randomly fill in the mcq which i didnt know how to do.. i mean like how stooopid is that.. i just like completely gave those questions away lah.. okay fine, not like a couple of lucky marks can do anything much to save me lah but still.. but anyways, haha i was kinda proud of the song.. its supposed to sound like very evanescence-ish but some word phrasings different.. but the thing is, its supposed to have a very electric guitar-ish sound in the background but then i like know completely nothing about electric guitars so yeah, haha.. okay so music was just music.. i guess i really should have tried for that lah.. as somebody recently told me, "actually the music teachers are the only ones who really care whether you live or die in this school.." i guess to a certain extent that is true.. :/ makes everybody else sound so cold and heartless right.. but think about it lah, if i like just drop out of school or something (not that i didnt contemplate that but anyways), my form teacher will be like oh okay.. probably make some funny sacarstic remark? okay lah, maybe shell be a bit concerned.. my math teacher will heave a sigh of relief (and a huge one at that), so will my chem teacher haha (omg i ran into him today and he gave me what would most definitely qualify as a deathly glare) and i guess my prescence/abscence wont make much of a difference to my bio teacher either.. so yeah.. ANYWAYS. enough of my rubbishing.. i have learnt the secret of how they do it today.. the trick is to imagine you are alone.. like alone alone.. and even the page-turner is like i dunno, some magical entity or something.. and your world is pared down to a one-metre radius around you.. okay thats kinda small, two metres.. nothing else exists, just you and you alone.. no, not even the camera recording thingy.. oh wells.. okay another thing i learnt today.. i suck at opening durians hahaha.. i mean seriously.. oh yes talking about food.. i am nearly reaching the perfect soft-boiling technique for eggs.. you know how like even the simplest things are in fact very hard to do well? yeah i guess this is one really good example of it.. first you must see the size of the egg.. then you must see the water and try to imagine how hot it is.. yes, haha imagine, i know.. cos you know right, i think the best time to put the eggs (i boil two at a time in case anyone really wants to try..) is just before it boils.. but the thing is, just before the water boils is like very very wide, the range.. i mean, theres like the bubbles just starting to form.. and then theres the bubbles.. and then theres the bubbles and the steam when you open the lid.. i think if you put it in when its like really boiling boiling, cos its already too late, and you end up getting an outside which is hard, but the inside is uncooked.. oh and the yolk will be way too runny.. okay so for like kampung eggs its like three to four minutes, depending on the water.. and the normal singapore factory kind of eggs is like at least four minutes, but im not so sure exactly how long cos i tried more on the kampung kind.. its nicer heh.. everytime we make a trip back to malacca then my grandfather will give us like i dunno, some twenty eggs.. and its really sweet cos we're the ones who like the eggs, and they have to like collect it for a while first, cos they only have like i dunno, less than five chickens.. and must like every day go and collect.. its really really nice you know.. the yolk is like a deep orange, not like the singapore-buy-from-super-market kind which is like a paler shade of yellow and is not as thick.. oh and the shells are amazing haha.. they are so hard that you have to almost hammer the eggs before you can crack the shell.. oh yes, and another amazing thing about the chickens, they sleep in a tree.. they dont actually fly up to the tree, but they flutter/jump from roof to roof before they end up on the tree.. yes so anyways, i guess its time for me to leave behind the reassuring sound of the keyboard..
8:03 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
