Boredom is the issue of the day,

GREETINGS HUMANS,

I am sitting here at approximately 9.22 a.m. typing this post because I am bored. I can't sleep, I don't know why. So I just prefer to do something remotely productive before second period commences.

Once again, I would like to say hello people!

I am sadder than you Darrel. Just so you know, don't feel to sorry for yourself, at least you a reasonable dose of retardation from your Singaporean "I like to play Dota while doing my homework" friends.

It is these times when you look back at school life, ridiculously sad as it is, that you realise how much you miss it. Somewhere between that friendship we built during those "tumultuous" years of secondary school life are expected to last a lifetime. As it is, some of us are 3000 miles down south looking at kangaroos, and some of us are 15000 miles west, sitting in the Underground. Someday we might meet each other again, it could prove to be a pleasant surprise, along the way, we did probably make more friends than ever, in university and in your future workplace. Someday, you might even find the love of your life out there, and he/she could be the best friend you have ever had. So life ain't that gloomy after all. Those memories in school especially those few years as seniors in Form 4 and Form 5 we shall cherish for they will never return. You flip through you yearbook now, retarded looking as the sape-wielding guy might look, you will immediately feel that rush of memories into you. That class page that took so much time to prepare for, that senior poll that was rigged, the clubs that one joined. Yes, imagine 30 years down the road, that same yearbook, after lying in your room for years unread, is reopened once again. It is only then you realise, hey, I haven't seen so and so in such a long time. You wonder how far he or she has gone in life. My dad tells me stories, yes, of his experience, 5 years back, the alumni of his college had a gathering in the US, that was when he realised that some of his classmates, mind you, had died under tragic circumstances merely years after they graduated. There was one guy who died in a car crash a year after graduation! We may not know, what might become of us, but we shared a huge part of our lives together. This part of our lives is not your part of life neither mine, it is ours to share, because we all went through it together. I look back at last year, I almost want to go back to those memories. I wouldn't mind Mr Zac's constant fluctuation in mood levels, I wouldn't mind being scolded by Ms Anjali, I wouldn't mind Mr Selvam scolding me because of a giggle. Those days were THE days. I live in today, yet I remember yesterday, why? All I got of yesterday, is a bunch of dumb videos on youtube and a yearbook I will lose anyway. Life takes a swing at you and you can't seem to do anything about it. I love you people, and I will miss all of you. You will make new friends and I will make new friends, but it's time we left behind the memories of the past and move forward instead.

"Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great."
Fall Out Boy

Godspeed, good luck,
If we meet again.

Lights off

This has been different.

GREETINGS HUMANS,

Term has started for nearly a month.

This school is special.

• It is a school, not college. I may be of college going age, but I am still a schoolboy here. Cripes!
• Apparently people get 100 for their C1 Math here, I felt so sad when I got 92.
• I have got school on Saturday.
• They don't like acts of retardation.
• Teachers are extremely helpful. GP teacher is cool.
• Bathrooms are cool. For taking a bath.
• Life here is boring. That's why we have huge amounts of prep. I am lucky I didn't take sciences. Those who did are drowning in their homework.
• Apparently, if you play rightback here you should never go up the flanks or else you get shouted at for being too smart. Slide tackles are not encouraged unless you want to pick a fight.
• There is cross country training every two days or so.
• Prep time is the time for you to do your homework and try your best not to fall asleep after a day's exhaustion.
• Pool is the best game in the world. In this school that is. And foosball.
  

There I updated. There really isn't much other than the fact that I miss a lot of people and that I have loads of time to think about stuff which I promised to never think of again.

Godspeed, good luck,
If we meet again.

Lights off

GREETINGS HUMANS,

Symptoms

• dry and sore throat
• red watery eyes
• groggy feeling
• constantly drowsy
• feeling bruised
• frequent expulsion of vomit
• headache

When those symptoms appear you KNOW, that it is new year again.

From the incessant partying.
From the drunken stupor.
From the shouting and hollering that took place through the entire night.

You know the time has come.
Year 2008.

And that college is going to be starting soon.
For some of you its already started.

This post is three days late because I didn't want to bother posting on New Years Eve or on New Years Day itself.
I have been forced to do so because i need to overcome this mental block which continually tells me that I am still in 2007.

So we move on.
As the grinding wheels and gears of this giant clock rumbles on till our deaths.
So we begin a new chapter of our lives and close the last one at the stroke of midnight.

Godspeed, good luck,
If we meet again.

Lights off