#89: Behind the simplicity.

I am suddenly compelled to write a post, even though the core issue (that will not be discussed) behind it has been over discussed and quite frankly, I am sick of thinking about it.

It started with a drama series. Of course, you tell me, nothing good stems out of watching drama series. It’s time-wasting to epic proportions and it makes your brain cells have a half-life of 2 minutes. I think so too, and even if this drama isn’t the clichéd love story in any sense whatsoever, it does have a humor drier than a desert so you can put it under the same category. And it is hardly informative.

It isn’t about the drama now, so I shan’t put down the title, but of the twisting and turnings of the plot. Each segment (story arc or episode or seasons or whichever fits in the developing storyline of the drama) have the basic narrative essay plot graph (settings, conflict, rising action, climax, falling action, conclusion), and so many of these plot conflicts seem to arise from things so familiar, or the plot conflicts themselves are so familiar. If not, plot conflicts I can easily empathize with, or something.

Anyway, it kind of makes me emo. Most of the times in a good way, the way I’d reflect about life and about choices. I guess that’s all I need to ramble in a public post. Actually I have a serious love-hate relationship with public posts and locked posts, but this is between me and my inner asshole/sentimental freak/busybody/melodramatic-or-angsty self.

Back to watching! Ciao.

#88: Amazing our ability to ignore the apparent.

Dental today and tortured my teeth, what fun.

Jellylens must have been one of the best things I’ve ever gotten for my iPhone camera, besides the page-full of camera apps! I bought the close-up lens, which is effectively a macro lens and I can take imbah sharp closeup pictures with the camera now, like scratches on the metal prongs of a fork, or water droplets at the car window, or the texture of my blankets.

Took back home the extremely underused tablet from Dad’s office to experiment. It didn’t seem to be any good for drawing or sketching, because it didn’t link up with Photoshop’s pen pressure thing for brush settings. Disappointing. Then again I fiddled around with it and made a couple of fonts with that tablet, one of which is on my new artpiece now. Yay for shameless self-promotion! :

Breksta! Click to see the deviation! Font on preview is not my font.

Sorry about that.

Bought Object-Oriented Programming Using C++ by Joyce Farrell today as well. It’s fairly expensive, but I really need to refresh and brush up on my syntax and stuff, and I don’t have whole days to grind away in the library copying out of their C++ books. Andy says he’d help me with the actual problem-solving, but I can only learn that after I understand all the code hmm.

#87: Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.

I love it today. Wake up, have big hugs, go to school, get birthday songs, and soon to go off and see my family’s good friend’s new addition to the family. And Ping Zheng’s card is so cute it should be outlawed, roar. Can’t wait until after O’s for my cake (which is also my sister’s and my dad’s). My birthday’s so small-scale it’s so heartwarming, I’d never wish for anything bigger.

I bet the baby’s going to have her mother’s eyes! She’d be so pretty.

Today I got back the overall MSG for my Secondary 3 year. At 1.532, it wasn’t too bad, but I definitely could’ve done alot better to be like the awesome 16 other people in the level. A little nudge would have A1-ed everything (4 A2s). I’m not too upset though, I have a feeling next year would be a year full of ‘beautiful’ mugging and beautiful grades, and I’m all pumped up for it.

On a less happy note, I am going to GG my IH SIA next year, along with my Chi SIA.

#86: Remember to feel real.

I need to stop. I need to start. I need to continue.

Funny how I am brimming with things to say and find myself not knowing what to type without offending a myriad of people, once I reach for the keyboard. I should be going back to the beautifully written fanfiction I’ve been reading that reminds me of what I fervently hope will never happen.

#85: Hey there Delilah

Papers:
HCL 1, HCL2, LA 1, LA 2, IH, IM 1, IM 2, Chem 1, Chem 2, Bio 1, Bio 2, Chi Lit 1, Chi Lit 2
Body count – 11 out of 13 papers

Hai. I am now slacking at near full force even though exams are not over yet. So doomed. I predict Math Paper Two to be a crazy serial killer paper, because the first one was easy (Though not everyone will agree). Most likely to spam Coordinate Geometry and Logs because they didn’t for the first paper. Exams stretching over a long period of time loses mugging atmosphere after a while, and especially after Chinese Literature Paper One. Hah, I totally deflated like a balloon after that paper.

I really hope Haru Haru can stop looping in my head while I do my last two papers.

Not a long update, but there’s nothing much to write about if all you do is eat, sleep, study, watch Mythbusters and read MLIA all day.

#84: One more kiss and one more fight/ And one more song while the beer is flowing!

Papers:
HCL 1, HCL2, LA 1, LA 2, IH, IM 1, IM 2, Chem 1, Chem 2, Bio 1, Bio 2, Chi Lit 1, Chi Lit 2.
Body count – 6 out of 13 papers

The first wave of exams just passed as quickly as it came. To say the truth I am not exactly worried about anything (besides Chinese Literature and maybe a bit of Biology but those are a given) for this EOYs, what a surprise. At this point of time I’d be dying mugging, not laxing and sourcing out more apps for my phone. Somehow this time I am more concerned on what I want to do after EOYs instead of EOYs itself. True, it is rather stress-reducing but too little stress and I will fail.

The papers up till now are generally easy-going, maybe that’s why I’m not so frantic now…

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Dad recently updated me on a very old piece of news, that he has a really old and vintage SLR camera tucked somewhere in his office from twenty-two years ago. It got rusty from all the years in the storage but he just bought a drybox and he thinks it can still work so yay! It sounds pretty awesome even though I haven’t seen it yet. Not sure about the model, though it probably is Canon AE-1.

Hope it works hope it works hope it works hope it works hope it works hope it works.

I don’t care if I’m going broke with buying film and developing it or buying more lenses or something. Roar!

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ANDY IS COMING BACK SOON!

#83: Sorrow you can hold, however desolating, if nobody speaks to you.

Andy spilled Bailey’s on the keyboard and now the keys for 7, 8, 9, 0, – and = are half stuck. I try not to use those keys now.

Dad’s back from operation since Tuesday, feeling not bad, praise the Lord. A few days later he’d be removing those band-aid like things on the operation incisions, and maybe in a week or so we can start eating like normal, not that I hate the food now.

MAF yesterday wasn’t as interesting as I hoped since there was no Astronomy booth (and even if there was nothing can be seen anyway – it was cloudy) and I expected more people to come. The timing this year is kind of sad. It was still okay because my brother went to bring me around the school again and I got to wash my hands. Did the soap change? Andy claims it smells different.

Dinner at Adam’s Road then we walked Ming Yang back to his house, which I guess should be quite pretty under the sunlight! I liked the walk in because it was so serene.

If I go for MAF next year I shall see timing and see who’s going and I shall also stop wearing uniform to it.

I am curious about whatever they know, and how much they do. I can’t even place my finger on what could be the case.

I need to study.

I struggle to link my thoughts.

#82: Never lose your sight of heaven.

Three-day, two-night camp. To tell you the truth I wrote and rewrote this post many many times but it all wouldn’t do because words cannot express how much I loved this camp. Thanks a bunch to all classmates especially Nat, Sarah, Corrine, Yvonne and Emeline! I’d wash your feet again sometime!
And there were scandals! Oh boy oh boy. Too bad they’re all too young for me bwahaha.

First day of school was so epic. I shall not say too much because I am paranoid about my teacher reading.

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#81: Death, taxes, and lost data.

Fieldtrip to Barclays is (Y)(Y). Really makes me want to join the IT sector when I’m older, but perhaps a bit more hard work and a bit more talent is required, both of which I have limited. The staff were very friendly also, really nice to be chatting with them. And free coffee, that must have been the best bit.

Not fun being president okay. Proposal due Monday, nothing really done. Something just to settle the seniors:

1. There is pizza.
2. There will be cake.
3. You may (or may not) get a perfect gift. Time constraints please.

Was hoping for Mom to source for the gifts with me but noo, she’s going to Macau. Guess we have do find something then! Ah and the teacher’s day gift. Hmm perhaps I should get started on the action plan soon as well before I am assigned a deadline, because then it’ll be evil.

And EOY! I think it means “Epicly Owning You”. Plus, my 1.00 has flew away a gazillion years ago. Not a good year.