in a foul mood

i know i am in a foul mood when i wake up and look at myself in the mirror and see myself scowling, simmering. i know i will be in a foul mood if i'm utterly frustrated with my day, and utterly frustrated with trying my bestest to sleep last night but not being able to, until 5am.

what tops the cake? you guessed it! having to travel. today i think i will have the dubious honour of travelling around singapore in one day. i have to be at toa payoh in a while, and this involves travelling downwards from the North-South line, and then from toa payoh i will have to travel to crystal's house, which, irony of ironies, is near my house, and therefore involves travelling back upwards. and then from there i will have to travel to my grandma's house in tampines, which involves travelling from crystal's house (not near any mrt station), ie travelling almost the whole length of the East-West twice.

oh fuck it. complaining isn't going to make it better. i am going to get myself a tome to read on the train. or blast loud music.

national day eve

note: this was meant to be posted 2 days ago, but hwa chong's intranet wouldn't let me, and i was too busy to try till now. so here goes!


You see, I’ve resigned to the fact that my life, at least, is full of ironies. One of them, painfully enough for me, is that I’ve always been late for school in Hwa Chong, and I’ve not attended flag-raising more than ten times then, but now I attend the flag-raising ceremony religiously. I should have known better when I decided to apply for the position of research assistant.

But I’m actually quite happy. Aside from the fact that I spend much less time sleeping now (and hence more time doing more productive stuff), I really enjoyed today’s mini national day parade put up by the Chinese High kids. The marching wasn’t perfect, but for their guard-of-honor contingent (amazing right?) it was, as Abiel would call it, kilat. The best part was the Chinese High band. They rock, really. Their smooth moves, the cute confusing whirl of their cymbals, the amazing drummers (now I want to be a drummer) and the snazzy band major were all spectacles in and of themselves. Not to mention the music of course. It was really a treat for me, since I haven’t been to a national parade live since P5 when I went for the rehearsal, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Bleah. It’s so sad that it is so incredibly difficult to get tickets to the actual parade.

Ok I should go now, sorry for the capital letters and very perfect (in my opinion at least) English, I’m typing on MS word in office. Tsk tsk I know. =P

Oh before I forget, Happy Birthday eve Singapore! I know I whine all the time about the political scene and censorship and stuff, but truth be told, I whine because I care, and really, there's no where else I'd rather be.