I got hit by this load of disasters (it's got nothing to do with orientation), and that is why I'm here to babble some rubbish to all of you. I understand I haven't been updating for a while, but you must also understand that I have my reasons.
1) I've got an average of 1.5 lectures a day, and my brain needs thrice the time of the duration of the lecture to recover, during which time I have to go to RJC library to stone. (or if you'd like, Shaw Foundation Library)
2) I went to run 2.4km this morning at RI track and the stupid roof just disappeared from the canteen. I got very emotionally disturbed after that.
3) There are still no toilets in RI Senior Block last I checked.
4) The classrooms at the bottom floor of the Senior Block are actually occupied by Sec 1 n00bs, which is really disgracing the name of the Senior Block, what the heck.
5) I'm secschick.
In any case, if you get too bored with waiting for updates (thanks to those factors above that disrupt me), you could always read our glorious TCS archives - it's worth a look in because I did lots of stupid stuff last year, while YH and YL have lots of interesting articles also worth re-reading. So I suggest you go have a look at the archives if you're too free.
But that is not my point today. I'm going to brief you on the on-goings of what is happening in our new and happening school called RJC. Trust me, it's something you all would want to hear. Even if you don't want to hear it, it's perfectly fine. Because I don't know how to put sound effects into my post. You'll just have to READ it for yourself.
I know I should have posted this long ago, but during orientation I was kind of busy shuttling back and forth so I'm afraid it has to come no earlier than today. Our fellow NBA member evidently tried his luck at buayaing, but has results no more successful than my Physics Class Common Test just two terms ago. And very coincidentally, he has landed up with the same fate as that test paper.
As Buckley House would put it, GGXX. But at least Yuk managed to maintain his position above all the tissue papers.. I can't imagine Yuk being at the same level with mucus and phlegm and all that ucky shit that you losers study in Bio =X but what the heck, I really pity him. I saw it on the second day of orientation, amazing how some people can pick up girls so fast and get dumped before you even know it.
Yuk has since rejoined the NBA. (Actually, he didn't even quit because he's rather sneaky.) YH has tried being a princess, though he didn't quite keep up the act for the whole show. Umm, and my highly amusing OGL who so often gets laughed at actually laughed at me for my short pants, wtf. If I didn't mention it earlier, I'm telling you now that all three of us seem to be really out of luck recently.
I don't know if YH and YL might like to consider that "out of luck", but I know I am.
Have you noticed that it's been raining a lot lately? Just last Sunday it literally rained for the bloody whole day, like why would you even call it Sunday when you don't even see the sun? I'm kind of thinking that the name is somewhat of an oxymoron - but oxygen is not present in acid rain, and nor are morons (though it would be quite funny). So perhaps it's irony - but then again neither is iron present in acid rain.
Whatever you want to say about the rain, it's just stupid for it to happen on a Sunday. And it has been happening like every other day, so it's been really dampening my spirits a lot. Like how am I going to do my Maths tutorials when I keep hearing silly dripping sounds outside the window all the time? Impossible. Chandy would be so disappointed in me, and if you've been reading what I've been saying on December 15th or so, you'll know why I can't disappoint Chandy. He's like, beyond godlike.
So now everyday we have to face this dreary crap.
I can't imagine how much longer it'll last. Really, it's starting to piss me off, because I guess some inconsiderate bugger would piss in the sea and that would come down as rain, but never mind that, I'm sure we all would like to see some sunshine for once in a while. The batch song also goes on about "we'll walk out to the sunshine together", BUT WHAT SUNSHINE IS THERE TO WALK OUT TO? I'm thinking they could start changing the lyrics to something like, "we'll walk out to all get drenched together." Might make more meaning now in this wet, wet January.
When I look at the picture of the rain again, I can't help but think it's like a diagram from Lower Secondary Science - what with positive and negative charges and thunderclouds. Haber Process. I just miss those days doing tests on that. Pity it's only January and there are hardly any tests to take, much less get some aid from the weather. (If you don't know how it rains, you could always look out of the window for reference.) But like I said, we haven't been having much good luck lately so the coming of aid at the wrong time is really no big surprise.
Ah well.. guess it's really 祸不单行。Proven the way H3 Maths students are supposed to prove silly old hypotheses which doesn't really need much to be proven as it's common sense.
..I think I'm really talking a lot of absolute nonsense, don't you think?
To be more precise, typing it out. All for the sake of showing that I've been really unlucky. But never mind all that I've said above, the best is yet to be. For today, YL and I proceeded to our French class happily anticipating the return of our French diagnostic test results. If you haven't heard about our mugging session on the day we were to sit the test, I'm telling you now.
It was a rainy (ie usual) Monday afternoon and we were at the RJ library. We had our lesson at half past five and it was like, two o'clock. First we sat around discussing about orientation and about buayas and gays and everything under the sun, only there was no sun and it was raining heavily. But I guess you get what I'm talking about. And we shot rubber bands around the place to see who could hit the ceiling. We did all that for an hour with our French books in front of us on the table, but still unopened and unread (except the title).
Well at three we resolved to be more disciplined so we just flipped (the books) for a bit before I realised some people I knew were upstairs. I said I'll just go and talk for a while, I'll be back down in a jiffy to continue mugging. So I left YL to continue mugging while I went up for a little chat, which lasted all of an hour and forty minutes, by which time YL had fallen asleep like LONG LONG LONG AGO!! I went down, a little regrettably, to stare at my watch saying a quarter past four.
So you thought we were going to make the best of what little time was left? Well actually we felt a little hungry, so we just proceeded to the canteen for a meal, before proceeding to the MOELC. I'd give myself a 5/10 for time management, for at least we went to MOELC very happy and full. Then the diagnostic test came which essentially digested all our food and diagnosed us with non-Frenchicitis. Zhi Hao got so sick over the test that he suffered a severe mouthbleed. He knew I wasn't a good friend of his then (refer to YL's post).
And that was our mugging experience. Now on to the Results Show, fast forward two days later to today.
Our footsteps were as heavy as the rain when we sat down and we were prepared to walk out anytime. Out of 26 scripts, there were barely 11 passes. The front row gang of Zhi Hao, YL and I already had our fates sealed by then. I was hoping to get a nice number if I failed.
Well, I scored 6/20!! Do I hear applause? I was like laughing at how bloody pathetic I was when YL got his paper back. Then there was even more cause to laugh because.. not only was it 祸不单行，it was also 每况愈下！！But because I'm generally a nice guy and don't like to embarrass people, I'll let you people guess his marks. I'm not here to prove anything except for the fact that I'm the ultimate loser who still is clinging on to H2 French because I can't very well take Physics. Aha.
I consider it a miracle today that the teacher didn't ask us to quit French right there. I resolve to work harder the next time we go to RJC library. Or if you like, SHAW FOUNDATION LIBRARY. (What the heck, they named it after our Dining Hall, which incidentally serves the worst food in the world.)
In any case, as the rain keeps falling down, so will our luck. Tomorrow I will have my first-ever lecture in Chemistry (for RJC), and I heard that there's a Pop Quiz. Well since it's meant to be "pop", I will not attempt to abuse the system. Just do it the French way, man.
Before I end off my post, I'd like to give you an account of my visit back to RI on Monday. Grace Chong was on the board of absent teachers, a board I LOVED to check and a board I LOVED to see full. Then as I walked out of the General Office, I saw her walking in!!
Aha, so she was late! Get your pink form, Miss Grace.
She asked me though, "What are you doing here? No classes?"
Me: Have.. (classes.) But I skipped Chem lecture specially to come back and see you.
I thought she would be touched and maybe go alter my Chem grades to GPA 4. But guess what that ungrateful teacher (make that ex-teacher) of mine said?!!
"You ah.. expected la."
What the heck! Cannot remember my name still want to suan me! To think she'd rather bother remembering how electrolysis works instead of remembering her model students - tsk. This is a true report of what happened on Monday morning, if you don't believe me go ask YH. He was there to see me get humiliated.
But you know, whatever, I'm off to bed.
With those irritating raindrops still falling. But at least that's one good point - heavy rain makes good sleeping weather!!
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