Sunday. There was really nothing much today. I tried to multitask between finishing my tutorials, assignments and what have you, and using the device that has and will dominate all humankind. 50% success. So all in all, it was a day of purity, but at the same time emptiness. I realize that these come together, as a twin feature. The cleaner and tidier things are kept, the more rigid and boring they tend to get. Try to imagine a neat, clean table and an untidy, messy one. For me, and I expect for many, the latter would be the easier to picture.

Monday. Back to the school. Again. Every Monday's post will start this way until something happens. I thought it was gonna be rock climbing, as we did last week. But it came as a surprise, pleasant to some, unpleasant to some, that it was NAPFA 2.4. So we ran. I only managed an 11:47, keeping my toes 3 seconds from a D, due to the regrettable 2-piece spicy flossbread in my stomach. I swear I could have run better.

Tuesday. Today.First time I used an official microscope. This may sound quite budget to many, but I was quite thrilled when I saw my own cheek cells. If only it were AEP.NAPFA test was today. Five stations... minus four. It was just pullups. He gave us a choice, but many of them thought one station was enough.

Saturday.There was tpjc's teacher-parent meeting. And as always, I succeeded again in psychology work. Dad went there just for the NUS talk, and he had a short talk with Mrs Biology. He was convinced that it was going to be a drag if he intended to speak with Miss Civics Tutor. I didn't follow him. I didn't need to.
I didn't want to.

So I just stayed home while he went and returned and all the while I did my Maths, pulling each minute off the clock.

Sunday. I woke up to a frenzied father and brother searching all over the newspapers for an alphabet. It was the final day of The Straits Times 160th anniversary game which has a luxurious yellow Mazda as a prize. The letters my dad collected and arranged read "Where the sun rises by t_e sea Ronald eyes a perfect game". They were rummaging for the 'h' which eventually appeared in the Life! section which was misplaced. It was 1125. The deadline was 1130. 5 minutes to glue the letters onto the puzzle, decide on the answer, drive to Marine Cove, and put it in the draw box. Obviously time didn't permit, but he just tried anyway. And I was the expat.

Now you must try to picture the things that happened. Dad parked by the ECP on the road shoulder just beside Marine Cove, I climbed over the railing which was shrouded by thorny bougainvilleas, crossed the deep drain, climbed over the other thorn-infested railing, squeeze through a fluid mosaic model of Singaporeans, managed to get within 5-10 m of the stage (and the car which I couldn't see), realized that it was impossible to submit the entry, squeezed back out, climbed back across the drain of thorns, back to the car. So realizing the truth, we headed back home.

But at least I got to relish Marine Parade Road again, with the Library and all. My second home.
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince arrived. With Marcus eagerly greeting the postman.

Monday.Back to the school. I scaled the rockwall during PE, and realized that it wasn't so easy as it appeared to someone looking from below. Because of the harness, the rock wall would pull away as I climbed, so I had to work to move up as well as forward. 5 squares was all I could achieve. But at least I tried.

Tuesday. Class PE was fun- soccer. It brought me back to VS. If only I could take off my shoes and play, as I always did. But... this was tpjc. No shoes off. Damn asshole.

Wednesday. At the 210 dismissal, I went out of class and headed straight for Choa Chu Kang MRT. National Track and Field Championship. Shen Yean showed me where the VS contingent was. As usual- beside VJ. There was less yellow-and-black, for many of them came in uniform. But most importantly, the spirit was there. Not so much due to the instructors, who seem to be getting lousier with time, but to the old boys. VJ, MJ, ACJC- a lot came back. It's weird but somehow if it rains, we go wild. The harder it rains, the wilder we get. Last year's National T A F was the best. We were shouting and cheering and frolicking in the rain, swinging our headbands and ties, while all the others retreated into the shelter or sprouted umbrellas.

After the prizes were given, we densed somewhere in the middle of the field, holding the flags up high. VJ, knowing full well what we were going to do, joined in. Then we sang the Victorian Anthem. As it reached the last word, the VJ people slowly backed while all VS plunged into our Spelling.

Then we old boys followed the instructors bus back to VS. Home.

Even the name makes me proud.

Thurs was Physics SPA. Thank God I could manage it.

Ok. I'll start with Saturday. Nothing much. Like a normal schoolless day. In fact, it was much too normal. Too empty. Too boring. I'd be so happy if I had something to remember.

Sunday was another day of relaxation, but it was much less empty. Off to my aunt's house we went. My aunt wanted to see Jie, before she left back to Perth, before she left back to misery. I know she's miserable over there. Just as I am. In tpjc.
But ten times worse.

So there we were, watching TV, playing with DotDot, and lazing around. KinAun had army style hair- it was very much an issue to the rest. It didn't really bother me. Time just passed and soon we said our byes and it was home for us.

Monday came, and it was tpjc's sea carnival. So after dismissal, I hung around in tpjc with Giant, WaiKa and AngCheeXiang, waiting for 130 to arrive. Soon it did, so we made our way to TM to find the rest. So to Kallang River I went, with the rest, just to take our attendance . After letting Ms Tan take note of my appearance, I took off with Dickson, Giant and AngCheeXiang. I just had no mood and spirit to stay and watch the carnival.

GCE 'A' Level Chemistry SPA- 2nd day of the week. To tell the truth, I was elated upon learning that many of them could not get it. Lucky someone up there gave me enlightenment n i scraped my way through.

Wednesday had me evading tennis people asking me why I had to quit. They seemed very empathetic, but I knew better. Were not the tennis team short of players, they would have long treated me with a "good riddance". It was just too obvious. They get all the court time, and I get to pick up balls . I'm out of there. There was also inter-faculty basketball in the afternoon, but I took my leave. After giving such a reason for my quitting of tennis, do you think I would want them to see me playing basketball while they're training?

Thursday- tpjc's Student Council Investiture. It was just so boring, and just watching it made me blush. I can't imagine what those clowns were feeling.

shit.

Monday. Youth Day helped me a lot. I could wake up late again, just like I did in June. Just like I did in December last year. How I miss those times. Freedom abound. Relaxed lifestyle. That's just what I want. And the only thing I had to worry about was whether I'd be late meeting 4Bians to watch a movie, play pool, bowl, attend concerts.

Back to Monday. Basically it was a slack day, with much computer and low productivity.

2nd day of the week saw me back in tpjc, back in s01, back to reality. How nice fantasy was. Yet many don't seem to fathom its power it can have over your being. I had my GCE A Level Chinese Oral Exam. Screwed up, as usual. No, that's not the way to put it. I simply couldn't speak proper Chinese. Home after that.

Wednesday. The day, when a few numbers and a lot fewer alphabets could cause such immense worry to a single person, had come. Mine was EEEE, although I didn't expect my maths to have an E, nor my physics. They suck man. Self-grounding is a must now.

success.

Success. I even shook the hand of Liu Kang's son. "Interesting", "good work". My project was still the same but it was downscaled; as all the others were. As an O level project it had about 3 yellow spotlights illuminating the setup from different angles, put on two tables draped with black cloth and set in the middle of the room. As an exhibition project, it had only one white spotlight from the top, the base "tables" were half the height and set in the corner of the place. But nonetheless people still took note of what I was trying to show. Thank you. Why did I leave AEP? It was my game. My show. My talent. I could have been so much more.Physics and biology on wednesday was mildly unsettling, unlike what came from the chemistry paper, which killed me. I had 20 marks gone for physics: there was no time. I'm actually quite okay with biology, considering it's the first paper I ever had. The essay questions reminded me of AEP. One line which costs 10 marks. I wonder why I actually took up biology when I don't intend to actually take it at university level.Thursday was quite crap. I had to wake up at 8+ when the norm was 11+, for a holiday. Just to play basketball. These people are quite pro-basketball. Which leads me to think that they're quite Chinaman. 

So it went all the way until noon. Lunch at Uncle Louis', then home.