Comics

alt text: "Here, I'll put my number in your cell pho -- wait, why is it already here?"

Disjointed thoughts:

They're holding a wake at our carpark. The big tent rises up to my floor and blocks my view of things. They pasted red paper squares on every level of our apartment. The sounds of weeping and praying rises up even above the TV din and the computer noise. I have no book to read to sleep tonight. I'll visit the library before school tomorrow morning. I wanna take photos at national stadium tomorrow.

Taking five in the treehouse

Ever felt that JC life is too stressful?
Ever wished for a break between lectures?
Ever wanted to stop thinking about essays for once?
Presenting the VJ treehouse! aka LT 6,7 and 8.

ps. not done during a maths lecture


Anyway my father made a funny remark this evening.

dad: how much is lit trip?
me: $3250
dad: when is it?
me: may 30th
dad: you better start walking now.

pet peeve!

ecks-kay-see-dee

I think this only works for girls. Anyone has a pet cat?

Note that inanity can go to infinity.

Shick.

Today was a bad bad day for me. I should have resisted the urge to go to school the moment I woke up and realised I had a stomach ache... At least school was quite fruitful today. Enjoyed a dramatic showdown in the lit lecture when Harris and that woman(forgot her name) started bickering. Harris was shouting "Good God, woman! Sit down!" Hahaha, hilarious. Then there was chinese, maths and lit tutorial, all of which I tried to sleep through (in vain) due to a bad headache. Lit tutorial with Ms Low is fun! She always veers off course and was talking about boyfriends today- then History was again watching that tape in the library. 4 periods of Ms Low and Mr Sayers really helps to lighten the mood (which comes crashing down at the last two periods). The last two periods which I skipped and went home instead to rest. Haha JJ went home too, he was like 'I'm sick too okay'.

Then comes the bad bad part of the day: Upon reaching home I bought cup noodles to ease my stomach, but immediately after eating it got regurgitated into the toilet bowl. So my mom prevented me from going for the History movie later this evening. Of course I was looking forward to Letters from Iwo Jima, but I guess I realised how sick I was when I again sent some porridge (with force) into the toilet. Bleh, it was miserable. Stomach ache with a pounding headache- My mom brought me to the doctor who said I had gastric flu. Is it some sort of pandemic? First Andre now me. Soon the whole population of Singapore will get it too! Watch out!

Anyway I rested alot after that, and when I went to the toilet I got a shock when I noticed a purple bruise in my eye, and red dots surrounding my eyes. Was quite scary, but turns out I had vomited with such force that my blood vessels had ruptured. =D! It'll take a week to clear, so you guys can probably admire it on Thursday when I get back to school. I should really take a picture. Heh. Thanks to the peeps (isn't peeps such a cool word?) of 07A13 for sending their regards after the movie. I guess I'll have to procure the movie through other means...

Oh, and to those who complain about me shaking my leg in the LT causing vibrations down the entire row: here.

Comical

Don't you just love xkcd.com