Dear John Keats.

Seen this before?

…To Sorrow
I bade good morrow
And thought to leave her far away behind
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly;
She is so constant to me, and so kind:
I would deceive her,
And so leave her,
But ah! she is so constant and so kind.

Beneath my palm trees, by the river side,
I sat a-weeping: in the whole world wide
There was no one to ask me why I wept;
And so I kept
Brimming the water-lily cups with tears
Cold as my fears.

This I hereby christen my untouched mountain of homework. At least let me be a properly whiny and self-indulgent adolescent this once, O levels will be here soon.

The storyboard is done! ... I only managed to get hold of the cluedo board at the last second -- it's for the film storyboard, and after the closing date for the HCI DSA application form. So no cluedo board for the storyboard in that portfolio. Sigh.

I really hope I get in, although I'm not too sure about being successful about that... I feel quite sad, but I plan to forget about it as soon as possible. Even if I don't get in, I'll probably dig up six points for my prelims/Os and try again.

Class barberque yesterday. Some people got dunked into the sea. It was violent to say the most, because you could see that the dunked were secretly enjoying every moment of it. Elbert, however, ran successfully away -- up a trellis actually, he's like a deranged monkey -- and refused to come down until the dunkers were safely distracted by another enthusiastic victim. We thought it would rain at our pit -- the sky was ominously overcast and you could see the clouds giving it as good as they got over some offshore islands -- but the wind miraculously turned and so it didn't, until around 9.30 pm when they decided to come over for a light drizzle. By about that time people were playing strip tiety (how DO you spell this idiotic game) and so the rest were quite glad to leave. Two years ago it came to Samuel having to take off his shirt.

I ate my banana, and I didn't die. So now I'm addicted to bananas. What doesn't kill you can only be good for you.

Which reminds me that my hands are itching... and there's no time to have a good draw... oh the constipation.

I've been introducing Lakerol pastilles to people as 'laxative'. But they really do work wonderfully. Try the grape flavour, it's sugar-free and very nice.

So, So Dead

Haven't been blogging.

Passed NAFA fairly well. I ran the 2.4 km in a surprisingly short time. Walked back to school with friend and classmate Karmen in our P.E. shorts, encountered a guy perving her shapely thighs. Sometimes it's a comfort to be fat.

The Direct School Admission programme (DSA) has marginally made up for the inadequacy of the government in implementing the preliminary result deletion situation. Won't talk about it, too busy filling forms and photocopying things for my portfolio.

Alzhimer's Disease Association Fundfair a great success. We made $3000 to last year's $2000. Gained another ban3 mian4 convert: Mysti.

Doing storyboard now for a film project... the script's damn good, largely thanks to Mysti. I hope my drawing skills can match up.

Will not touch deviantart account until at least december this year. This is no time to be wrestling with my incontinent scanner.

In any case, a veritable mountain of homework awaits me. $7 was spent on the photocopying fee for the physics practice papers alone. However I did manage to catch Star Wars Ep. III, which again reminded me exactly how big the motherlode of cheese that the entire franchise was. Natalie Portman had a deplorable role, which rather wasted her considerable acting talent. Ewan McGregor, however, was excellent as Obi Wan Kenobi. Although he rather reminded me of my literature teacher, Mr Ken, in the scene offship at Coruscant. And it had nice music and lightsaber choreagraphy. And pretty architecture/clothes. Sometimes I wonder if the whole thing was meant only to show off the l33tness of their wardrobe/technical designers. What was with the skinny robot's silly CGI cloak anyway?

Will attempt to eat a whole banana for the first time in thirteen years. Those who know me will probably remember that I'm allergic to banana (or that i was). Hopefully this one wouldn't kill me. I'm a bit tired of watching people around me peel and gulp them down while I religiously abstain.

Not feeling ready for O levels. So, so dead.