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biyi's 17th birthday yesterday! good old friend of ten years. things to note: 1.debby has super duper nice shirts; 2. i loveee talking to spinkie; 3. thirty plus people gathered together equals a massive amount of noise; 4. never eat vegeterian pizza which has bean sprouts and carrots as toppings and 5. it is not easy bringing different groups of people together. fifteen pizzas, countless plates of assorted salads and chips, and a special plate of pasta : ) i had pizza for four meals in two days, will steer clear of it for a while.

have i become extremely critical? less tolerant? too self-righteous? permanently pmsing? increasingly mean? less suppressive? well, whatever it is, i don't suppose it's too good. my eye-rolling days are back. i am definitely less tolerant. perhaps it's a good thing to some extent.

ooch. i feel dirty.. a shower beckons.

it isn't easy trying to do everything without straining, dirtying or wetting my right thumb.

it is even harder to figure things out. i miss those times. where have they gone? meanwhile, i hope people will try to get off my nerves, thank you.

mmm my classmates are a funny bunch! and i found out that wilfred wants to take physics too : ) applied as an ogl for the second orientation, but don't mind not getting in because i heard the second orientation is quite boring.

i've been spelling meridian incorrectly all this while. it's meridian and not meridien. i'll keep that in mind.

finally went to the sinseh, now my thumb is wrapped up and reeking of that chinese medicine smell. one wonders how i'm going to write and play tennis. yawn, i still have all that homework. copying notes during literature lectures is no mean feat btw.

i'm drifting away from the things i held on so dearly to.

i'm sorry to all of you. i got lost along the way.. and i wish i could find my way back.

feeling rather strange lately. things now and things a month ago are drastically different. a month ago, i was holidaying in bali and now i'm in a junior college with new faces all around me, new things, different food, different buildings and so on and without somebody by my side. this strangeness extends to more things than the big change though.

have been doing tutorials and all that school jazz on a much more regular basis than i've ever done so in the past decade. i am rather proud of it, thank you very much. however, i foresook homework for letters to two lovelies tonight. which means i'm dead tomorrow. school, tennis, salsa, two essays.

i've been brooding over the "so.. what now?" question which i will eventually encounter in late feb/early march. well, i have come to a classified conclusion which people will come to know of in due time.

front page of the new paper. no prizes for guessing who (hint: it isn't me). a rather derogatory article, if you'd asked me. but after all, tabloids are tabloids..

today was a good day. i finally met up with eunice!!! haven't seen her in months! plus i had a semi-good start to my healthy lifestyle. if you don't count the beef prosperity from macdonald's. or the chocolate waffle cone. or the dragon beard candy. or the sugar peanut popiah.

spinkie: i haven't been writing in the book because my thumb is giving me such agony when i write. i will make up for lost time though : )

life in mjc is getting better. there are nineteen people in my class: four vs guys, four tkgs girls, one coral girl, a cute netballer, two indians, an acs(i) boy, two eccentric girls (one of whom is in my og), a loudmouth ahs girl, one ahs guy, a retainee and me. i am rusty and lousy at tennis, plus my thumb is gonna drop off any moment now.

i think faeries speak french.. and have tinkling laughs.

four more days to the nineteenth.

i have been on a bad-mouthing spree. bad-mouthing people like og mates and random people. i should stop. no matter how disgusting and psycho they are. speaking of which, i'm not looking forward to the first class interation tomorrow. i'm posted to A104.

i was feeling troubled that night, i opened the book and it fell open to the verse i was trying to remember. "do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. and the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." - philippians 4:6-7

"do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault." - philippians 2:14-15

for the first time ever, i want to stay home during the weekend to do my math tutorial and lit assignment. i'm still up for grabs for lunch or dinner though : ) please contact me if you are my long lost friend, especially if your name happens to be meixiu, samz, zan or the such.

struggles schmuggles.

anyhow, first day of school was a-ok. lit seems interesting and promising; maths was boring; econs lecturer is super out of point but provides some amusement. met up with darlings for a while, we should meet up more often! didn't go for tryouts because i thought they would be cancelled as it was raining. i hope the tryouts were cancelled. spinkie accompanied me to pasir ris : ) ate this sweet peanut wafer wrapped in popiah skin. i remembered buying them often from this old man below the bridge near og, then we stopped seeing him around.. reckoned he passed away. i love those peanut thingies! strangely unhungry nowadays..

sigh. struggles schmuggles.

i am bored like a pancake. anyway i've been saying this since november but no one has been heeding my advice except samz till now. green is the new black. go green! : )

next week of lessons are attended in orientation groups but i think it's more individual since we all take a variety of subjects. meanwhile i'm praying that the class i'll get into will be normal and fun. for the uninformed, i appealed from science to arts to take english literature, economics and mathematics because they didn't have the combination which i wanted to take. yes! same as xuezie etc : ) tennis tryouts are on monday and i doubt i'll get in, but it's ok! just go there and humiliate myself : )

campfire was ok but we had to go to the hall because it started raining after castor did a rain dance. quite glad campfire's over.. school starts at 9am on monday yay.

meanwhile.. i'm going to eat chocolates. i'm missing so many people!

oh wow. a sudden non-ac and non-raffles environment can lead to some sort of starvation or deprivation. i'm going a little crazy. i have a lot to say about orientation and mj but i'll leave the details for friends and jw because they can endure my complaining.

the guys are horrible. they are either perverted or quiet or ugly or gay or obviously poseur. thankfully there are nice ones, but it still doesn't mean they are normal. i've had my fun times and sian moments, along with a myriad of sweaty bodies and stinking ones. three dances, two of them which are couple dances. totally disgusting but at least my partner is just a little poseur and gets his directions mixed up once too often. i have a lot of fun laughing at people too. in a good way umm not jeering. og girls save my life : ) and ogls too. lots of cheering for zosma (orientation house). sorry i'm quite unenthusiastic sometimes and whiny and niangniang like today when mei en and i didn't want to dirty our feet. eww? i suffered minimal muddifying but i threw away my socks anyway.

we ran around the college yesterday, a lot. round and round and up and down. that's not all. we had to run (as if hell broke loose) around pasir ris, tampines, simei and bedok. i feel skinnier already. which reminds me, we took our height and weight measurements already! i supposedly shrank a centimetre but all is good because i lost around 4-6 kg. i don't look any different from usual as usual (never looked different whenever i gain/lose weight). it comforts me to know that i lost weight though. how did i do it? no idea.

the college song sounds very similar to one of those you might hear and sing along to during national day, lyrics-wise as well. sigh the second saddest thing is cheering meridien cheers. saying meridien is the best doesn't roll out of my tongue the way saying raffles is the best. not that i'm being pro-rafflesian here, it's just so different and strange. the saddest thing of all is that the hall is not air-conditioned, neither are any of the classrooms. how do i survive for three months like that? tied with the title of being the saddest thing is, the canteen has practically no junk food. i didn't see chocolate bars or m&m's or titbits. at least there's ice-cream, coke light vanilla and indian food! roti prata and putu mayam. surrounding the college are hdb flats, which is a real change from hotels, private apartments and private houses.

sigh.. i miss changing in the open and sitting with my legs in the open unabashedly and not wearing bras and grabbing (usually cat's) boobs and corny jokes and lousy humour and air-conditioning and junk food in the canteen and singing cool/uncool songs and all girls and intellectual (not) talk and all my friends friends friends. all the hugging and nua-ing. rahhh.

and yes, the above is not in detail.

ogay. i have to sleep now. wet games tomorrow morning, followed by planning of performance and of course the campfire at night. therefore i have to sleep now, i might get sleepy and fall into the fire which is a bigger tragedy than anything else in the world. i did mention i was going crazy, didn't i? somebody save me. and it doesn't help jw just enlisted! oh dumb national service. won't be out for another two weeks.. oh well. mercury! girls' day/night out on saturday, pretty please! loving and missing all you girlies out there, xoxo.

i like pleasantville. i think the show carries a lot of meaning behind it.

anyway it's a new year, i would like to start on a clean slate. means i should probably start packing my room right after i finish blogging. i can hang up my new calender and rearrange the minimal furniture in my room, hmmm i need shelves. yada yada.

school is starting tomorrow. i heard some of the classrooms are not air-conditioned. non air-conditioned classrooms and halls are the bane of my existence. i also heard that there are truckloads (exaggeration) of ahs and vs people going to mj this year -- good or bad? we'll see. found out there are not one, but two direct buses there from the bus stop near home. the mj letter that came around said "no dyed hair", as spastic as this may sound, it means i shouldn't dye my hair black. can't write properly, my thumb is still injured. am i looking forward to school? right now, yes, but ask me again tomorrow.