Just Jie Yang now.

Coming clean on my progress on my dearest subject Proteomics, I must say I am on schedule, prim and proper, not too fast and not too slow, just cruising along just right, due to the one day head start I got by not going out on Tuesday.

I have 3 main volumes, Protein Structure and Function, Analytical Techniques, and Enzymes. The last is really one thin chapter rather than a volume, while the middle one can be described as a wtf-chunk. The first is moderate, which I’ve completed rather lackadaisically after 2 days to get the steam back up (and deal with the severe loneliness I feel in my pursuit of higher order knowledge).

So yeah, tomorrow will be another fantabulous day spent on Analytical Techniques (I) by 3 in the afternoon (I believe in intricate planning, much as my life seems disorganized and messed up), and then complete the first 2 out of 5 parts of Analytical Tech (II).

If you are my H3 classmate and you just read that, don’t get freaked out. I read notes like I’m high on drugs; nothing really gets in till I force myself to copy it out.

Anyway, most of you may be already losing the joy and enthusiasm that was supposed to come with the ending of A’s rather unofficially. Absence makes the heart fonder, so I suppose you guys just got the worse of the better deal eh? My plan after the 3rd would be to have fun. If that plan fails I’ll… exercise. I’ve been doing bicep curls for past few days, 10kg. Pathetic had never found a better definition. I did 12 crunches, died, then revived myself through pure willpower to top it up to 20 before I called it quits, on the first set. So high five to everybody whose body looks like shit now. My heart is with you.

But in two weeks time you’re gonna be on your own.

I’m completing Galileo already, anyone has J-drama to recommend? Preferably intellectually-stimulating kind. I’m not exactly keen to start Heroes 3. Time travelling seems to have failed to pique my interest currently.

Okay sleeping now. Hope life’s great for all of you

Good Things Don’t Last Long.

Miss Yan: “There’s a star in all of us.”

One of the nicest photos in a while

I’m actually kinda depressed that I have no photos of me going up. HC Photosoc I need help.

I think I look better when I’m not smiling. Compare top and bottom.

With volleyball mates (top) and 71 guys (bottom).

MY OLD CLASS SIALA.

For comparison’s sake.

And all these great people. Still got loads  more locked up with Leize and Seeyoo. And a handful in my own camera.

And I just feel so fine knowing this class is mine.

The bus ride home was very disturbing, three kids probably <14 years old were extremely raucous. Like swearing, singing, whole lot of dialects (which I sadly, do understand), as well as the mentioning of 369. You know, the most famous Singapore gang. And when they finally alighted, one stop before the interchange, I, now confidently say that if there were no repercussions I would have beaten them up, all three of them, including the girl. For one, I am a good head taller than the shortest guy, my knee was whispering to me that it could reach his face without fully stretching.

But let’s not be violent, after all the vulgarities I spewed today, and the apparently the heinous backstabbing I have done to 3 girls. Oh, such evil, such bad karma. I guess this is what the GP teacher meant by mock horror. Was thinking about how I spent my day today, how I was treated, how I was treating others, all as I ran, and I realised that I simply do not deserve such treatment, nor do others from me. I should not have said Edmund’s hair was so amusing/ugly. I should have been less crude when swearing. There are many other ways to show my discontent, and others, theirs. So tomorrow shall herald a new age of sarcasm and guai lan-ness.

On a completely different note, I realised that, well, 29 days is gonna be really short. It’s been erm, nearly 10, 11 days since Prelims and I haven’t read a single stack of notes. Score.

I received the most greetings this year

Spent whole day messaging, catching up with friends I haven’t talked to in ages.

Thank you Wei Sheng Tianyu Ling En for coming to surprise me! My legs now have weird islands of hair thanks to you three.

Thank you to

ZELEI (You’re number 1 at precisely 12AM)
ANGLIFERN! (Number 2 at 0002. You’re cool man, sms me in the middle of Mayday concert.)
XIASHUYANG! (YOU’LL BE EIGHTEEN TONIGHT TOO!)
WEILIN! (Nice meowsical composition.)
JIAYING! (Everyone has 2 biceps except me.)
TENGYI!
ERIC! (TMD, both of you wish me grow taller.)
ANDRE! (Heard you flirting with other girls ah…)
PHOON THIN WAI!
DARREN WONG! (siala 5am. A bit extreme.)
SOH WEEKIAN (wish me 4 times what the hell.)
NAVYWAN! (Salute.)
SARAH! (Chillax la. Don’t get too stressed.)
LEROY CHAN. (Siala. My honour.)
TIGERLILY! (Our birthdays are so cool!)
ADELINE! (Wah siao I’m damn determined to write you a parting angel-mortal letter.)
FELLYTAN! (Ipod touch Ipod touch Ipod touch)
My aunt, doubt she’ll see this anyway.
SIYU! (Eh I want angpao.)
YINGMIN YOU ARE THE BEST! (Happy?)
CHENCHI! (Why your deardear never wish me also haiyo.)
KEVYNA! (What the! Primary school for the win.)
RANDYYYYYYYY! (Tomorrow treat me leh. Siao.)
DARELL!
MARK!
LEONG! (Don’t try to wax your legs too man.)
XIAO YIMING! (What the! Primary school for the win x2)
ANZAI! (Handsome like you. My dream, my aspiration, my goal.)
DAVIN WANK (Siala bro. We’ll always maintain our height disparity.)
CARIN! (I feel damn paiseh la wahkow.)
GLORIA TAN (WHAT THE HELL MAN. This is the stunner of the day.)
AMANDA! (Double wishing wahsiao. Plus present. I feel honoured leh. I’m not even Ringgit Man.)
LIM ZHEN! (Thank you for reminding me why I shouldn’t have gone HC IP…)

Oh and the people who wished me on Facebook as well. The horrors of replying man, I shall just do a general thanks to:

Selina! Cheng Teng! Hong Sheng! Yuyu! Yi Chao Wahlaneh! Derek Lim! RANDY WEISHENG WEILIN! Vice cap! PWP! Lijie! Clement Pin Yan! MY ELDEST BROTHER!!! Chong Tee! Yifoong! Wei Han! Zhong han! Zixin! Jia Hong! Louisss! TAISOON! Nicole! Xian Jie! Yip Yang! JIAMIN-HONEY! (LOL) PANGKHANG (Wah siao 4A for the win.) Chiki! Galvin!!! Zi Kang and Nigel and Collin!!! (Wahsiao scouts for the win) Yun Heng! Wilfred! Zhen Yang! HOWARD!!! Zijie!!! Martin-all-good-things-end-with-A! ANTHONYYYYY! Jonneo! CheXiong! MR.SUNSWINE! CaiMing! Poonzai! JIAKLORHMEE! MinJUN! Wayneee! Hu Yuan!

And Xiao Tian for tweeting to me his greetings!

Definitely, definitely the best few days of my life

Went temple today after my (possibly last) tuition session. Today is another pensive day. I think every Saturday is a pensive day. Shit la. I think I will miss school a lot. 12 years of formal education, 1st 6 were plain retarded, next 4 were highly influential, second last was fun and the last, superb. And it’s such a shame that my eyebags decided to take centerpiece of my face on such a beautiful camwhoring day. I look either perverted or punched (in one eye) in nearly all the photos.

The best class guys one can ever ask for (4A’07 had 35… but still.) Of course Iype is included. Just that he’s not here for some reason.

Aha. Found one with him.

Soultimate form teacher. Can’t believe she was so anal and uptight at the start of the year.

Okay fine. One photo of my ugliness. Ready?

With the quiet clique. Sheilala I love your face.

It was meant to be a three-petaled lotus… then Sheila decided to be the fourth.

Punched eye for the lose.

And earlier that day…

Mrs Cheng!

At the end of it all I’m pretty thankful that we blossomed as a class.

Yufei has got some pretty good photos this time, pray that she’ll faster send me SO THAT I CAN DESIGN CLASS TEE (as well as look at my unglamness).

I was wondering what I wanted to blog about yesterday, but I couldn’t remember all the way till today, so here I am now. Basically, two days ago was the start of the Hungry Ghosts’ festival/7th Month, right? Right. And yours truly here, mugs in isolated classrooms in school after school till evening time right? Right. And I have no freaking idea why, but I was at B303, the classroom near the science blocks, doing my Maclaurin’s alone after GP remedial, and suddenly I heard weird beeping noises, like those of a thermometer. Now this is just not right. And while it’s hardly supernatural because no one would scream at the sound of a thermometer’s beeping, I got rather irritated so I just went home early.

And right now I’m pretty energized because I slept at 11 and woke up at 0830 this morning, so my yang energy is high and supposedly I will not attract ghosts (which like yin energy, which is emitted apparently when you’re high on fatigue). But I’m really really relaxed, I haven’t done much work since yesterday night, and I don’t exactly regret it, yesterday I went through like 7 essay outlines in total, completed integration finally, and well, I kinda feel good about it. Like my life is nearing the track but not on it yet.

And I suppose I want to thank my tough mindedness for allowing me to hold out this far. I’ve been quoting my tough mind for a soultimate number of times already. It amuses me that the personality profile for the PSC-PAE test is so accurate in pointing out that when I do work, it would be in my interests to develop a sense of empathy and not neglect the subtle emotional elements of the surrounding people, rather than lapsing into the cold and uncaring person that I am, but I don’t really now how to work round this? I suppose this lack of empathy, accentuated by my tendency to mainpulate people to advance my own interests, is actually quite a good combination for producing results. But then again, I lack smooth social skills, so perhaps next time I’ll be successful but unable to curry my boss’s favour. Oh dear. So based on this, I came up with a few jobs that I can execute well (possibly):

1. Interrogator (in times of war and for internal security)
2. Mercenary/Ninja
3. Maid abuser
4. CEO of any company (lack of people to answer to)

To think I used to need career guidance. Utter nonsense.

Showed the class photos of “my memories” in CT today, realised that I looked much more gaunt compared to say… 6 months ago. I swear my cheekbones are more pronounced now. While other people gain weight when they become dormant during mugathons, I actually lose weight. How desirable is that, seriously.

Ate KFC and did class montage over at Wee Shang’s house today. As we looked through the photos, I can’t help but thinking that there are indeed drawbacks to having a main photographer for the class, a.k.a. Chen Yufei, which is the fact that >75% of the photos contain herself. As in there’s nothing wrong in taking photos with herself, but in the context of a class montage it’s quite a tough business since it would be discourteous if there is Yufei, or any other person for that matter, in more than 50% of the photos. But I really think Wei Sheng’s a fantastic man, at such close proximity to PreTOOTs (it’s a vulgar word now), he’s still spending time doing the class montage, while I haven’t even done up the class tee shirt.

And I realised this week is quite crazy, tonight I have to pump out Regression tutorial + Econs tutorial since we’re running Monday’s timetable tomorrow. And I won’t be able to study for Apps and Macro test full drive since there’s H3 prac after class tomorrow (which means added exhaustion). I’m running on two cans of coffee now, so yeah, that speaks quite a lot of my energy levels.

But still, I can’t help but looking at this from another perspective, that is… I will have less and less to study closer and closer to PreTOOTs if I study more and more everyday leading up to Judgement Day. It seems like a more rewarding view towards life, at least.

This year’s national anthem was quite brilliantly sang, I could feel the Majulah in Majulah Singapura, which I hadn’t felt in quite a while. It was like singing Hwa Chong school song for the first time (after that it just sounds kinda weird). I thought the revised version of “Stand Up for Singapore” was kinda great too, and overall there was a nice feeling to the parade, so good job, Ivan Heng.

Thought about whether I would want to stay in Singapore all my life. And well, answer is no, simply because absence will make the heart fonder and I think I would want to travel around before deciding where I want to settle (that’s if I have the financial capabilities in time to come). But for now, I don’t think I wanna leave my friends behind. (You may go “awwwww…” now.)

Which is kinda strange because I have friends like them.

Just kidding. They’re great people.

And although there is the NDP, this national day seems otherwise, normal. I was unable to feel the spirit of a good day coming or anything, even with the increased decor around the neighbourhood (that increased my doubt that government funds are prudently used). I guess next year it’ll be different when I am an army boy. Then I will be able to scoff at the people at parade and update on Facebook and Twitter that all those are just for show. And next next year I may get to participate too, and be the marker because I’m so tall. Yay. That’s what I see.

Gonna finish up my chem with the strength of a million now. Goodnight.