Autumn Sweater

Friday:
Choir dinner was a blast! Can't wait for the next one. *grins*

Saturday:
Spent the morning playing Café World *shame* and then left to meet the two SCs! They were recovering from the conducting workshop in the morning. However, the Vienna Boys Choir concert at the Esplanade was great fun! We were ushered personally to the VIP box by the usher and Olivia encountered something potentially life-altering along the way.

Sunday:
Ate sushi for lunch and made a creamy spaghetti al pesto for dinner. Happy that I don't have papers tomorrow! :D

I realised that I'm living for the weekends.

Hi: update of my life thus far.

Walked out of the history lecture feeling happy and sad all at once. People around me are spontaneously breaking down and losing their cool, but this is not due to the process of "finding yourself" as perpetrated by indie movies and road tripping hipster aesthetes. (Although I have to get into Beat and On the Road mode etc. etc.) and I'm rambling again oh no I write bad history essays.

Michesaur and Sepia Guy have cleverly come up with Uber Funky IS as the title for next year's IS madness, which I think is hilarious and cool.

Jamie is mad at me for not staying back till 5 PM in Bedok with her! :O

B for I&R. I need to "beef up some of my points". Sorry man I'm selectively vegetarian.

I apologize on behalf of all men for everything that has happened.

Jia-En: Are you signing up for Chingay? (I think I misheard what she said.)

I think I'll stay back in school. I have my laptop, my music, the sims 3 and a renewed sense of purpose (not).

Death surrounds me.

The fan in the arts hub makes a funny whirring noise. (Actually, really it isn't funny. It's just loud and annoying, but has since blended into the environment.)

Re: the play, I am pretty screwed in my lack of

Oh Xinmin people are here in TJ! Hi guys!

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I'll go brush my teeth now.

In happier news, I am going off to my Chinese Picnic with CTITW later! Andrea and I will probably get laughed at the girls who display more linguistic prowess when it comes to Mandarin, but we'll be most chivalrous and give them their time in the sun. :D (Pun begs to be appreciated.)

I've been listening to The Magnetic Fields' majorly epic album "69 Love Songs" all day, which is awesome.

This week has been crawling by so darned slowly like Samara in The Ring. Anyway, my results leave much to be desired, although I am relieved that I can take up H3 Lit and keep my 4H2s (depending on whether or not my Econs is a pass or a fail... this is the only part which terrifies me.)

Today sucked: it's as if I had clocked up a sanity debt during the previous weeks and I now have to repay all the periods of blissing out and calm that I was so enjoying, interest compounded hourly. Yesterday was a big cryfeste for everyone, and I am still not regretting my decision to spend 10 bucks on a chocolate stash and tissue paper. Today, the class was *this* close to beating up a certain Man In Our Life. (Ladies: I apologize on behalf of all males, both dead and alive. Not all of us are jerks. We need a masculine response to feminist literature.) Somehow, I managed to walk out of double period chinese with a slight bounce in my footsteps and a flutter in my heart. Kidding.

We have a major holiday assignment for international history. It is so important, our lecturer spent an entire lecture period briefing us on the task requirements and prophesying the nightmares to come. UN debates from the days of yore are coming in very handy now!

I'm in the process of thinking of a research topic to propose to my tutors (both for Lit and KI). Ideas include: The Romanticization of Plath - High schoolers and Confessionalism; Beat Poetry - the evolution and devolution of the hipster aesthetic; An Exploration into the Gender Binarism of Peter and Jane; Obituary Poets and Eurocentrism in the Literature of War; The Teenage Psyche - An exploration into insipid Written Reports and their Freudian readings; The Relevance of Literary Criticism in Chick Lit and its Sub-genres; Lost in Translation - the humour, wit and wisdom in Chinglish and other modern non-native Englishes.

I will never find anything. :(

It's that actor from third rock from the sun and the actress from harriet the spy.
This convergence of everything from my childhood

makes me want to cry.

Hi.

Have run 17 km, 10 with Angeline and Debbie, and have also offset the calories burnt. Have also typed a long-ish post about the weekend but have lost it in cyberspace. Have stared blankly at computer screen. Have given up.

Have also watched 500 Days of Summer. Have watched it for the second time. Have laughed, have wept. Have spiraled into something dark and malignant.

Have had two nightmares about tomorrow. Have woken up with panic attacks. Have had lunch and dinner alone. Have bought chocolate. Have bought several bars. Have not eaten them yet. Have had visions of pigging on them tomorrow. Have not contemplated suicide, yet. Have realised that Have makes up part of Haven. I have none. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. Have. I have reached semantic satiation. I want to Have everything.

Have been trying to be happy with nothing. Have struggled. Have robbed words of their meaning. Maybe I just want to say that I Have, or Have Once Been.