Random

Random post because blogger ate my last one and I'm trying to see if I can make it show up again.

To entertain you today, Mei Studios brings you random ranting! (Don't you love alliteration? I know I do!)

Unfortunately I don't haveanything good to rant about that I haven't already ranted on before so I guess I'll just talk about something interesting.

*Whips out a pointer and a bunch of charts on those flippy paper on a stand thingies*

Here as you can clearly see is the Transformers movie which has been out long enough that I have no qualms whatsoever about spoilering it for you. I would like to bring your attention to the very last bit of the movie where Optimus Prime is narrating the closing sequence. Note that Sam and Mikaela are making out- on Bumblebee's hood. And that Optimus in robot form and IronHide in his pick-up from are standing/ parked a little way off, watching. Appearently the Autobots have a slight voyeuristic streak and Sam and Mikaela at exhibitionists at heart.

And that concludes our presentation for today. Thank you very much.

Contagious

Something tells me I've misspelt the title of this post... Go figure. -.-|||

Poor Cheng Jie (bankai!); Neeta's officially lumped him together with Grace and I now. We shall henceforth be known as "you three!". I swear the bad trinity jokes just write themselves...

Which means that in addition to the existing motion started by Neeta for Grace and I to get "divorced", we're not allowed to sit with Cheng Jie either. Ack, I keep planning to keep my head down during GP but it's hard to when it's one of the few classes I still have with Grace. Annoying.

Might or might not have gotten hooked on hanakimi today (blame Grace and her laptop) but my true love still lies with... uh... ah hell, there's enough fangirl love to go around. Except for Spidey. And then it's more like fanboy than fangirl because fangirling Spidey the way I do anime just seems... gross. I don't know why but some things are sacred.

Ugh, I hate having exams, haven't Halo'd for ages. I could really do with a good bout of Slayer to take the edge off. Speaking of which I've realized that I'm really looking forward to when this is all over and I can get my 360, play some Gears of War and have a social life again- maybe not necessarily in that order. I swear college life has turned me into a social butterfly- relatively. Which is kinda disturbing come to think of it...

Today's the first time this year that I was able to leave school early on Friday and not stay back for Spectra at all. Funnily enough I don't miss it too much- even if it does feel kinda wierd being so free suddenly. It's going to be really strange when the later issues of the webcomic start to go up and I realise they're totally foreign to me (in layout and art at least because I have read the script for the rest of this chapter) because I wasn't chasing people to do the pencils and ink them.

People at shool are starting to stress about the prelims. I can't decide if my not panicking here is good so I don't burn out or bad because I'm starting too late... I guess we'll find out next year. O.o

Parents' are outta town. I hope Mom remebers to buy me those socks I like. And not in pink!

I wanna play soccer and stop dancing.:[

Surprise!

Well, (I tend to start alot of my sentences with "well" when I blog/talk to myself in my head/monologue. It bothers me yet I cannot make it stop! It's like using bad pick=up lines...) been awhile since my last entry (a week-ish)and since then I have been sick, probably flunked a bio test, watched a certain individual from CWC drive my girl friend (and a bunch of my juniours) to distraction and glued Cheng Jie's Nikes to the ceiling of NL8.

Okay, I haven't actually done the last one but that doesn't mean I might not be planning it. Or not... Whoa, random.

Anyway... uh... Crap, i can't type out good entries when a third of my brian's embedded in a fic, a third watching TV and the last third squabbling with a headache... I think I wanted to say something about today's photo-taking...

Oh yeah. Our formal photo? May be a bit, well, f***ed. Yeah... Personally I blame whoever said "tell a joke so we all laugh" while we were posing. After that the bad jokes that followed that caused the entire front row of girls to dissolve in laughter with the camera clicking the whole while... Only to be expected. *sigh* At least we look like we're all having a really good time. And the informal shots were a whole lot of fun. Though Nat's hip-thrust-which-will-not-be-further-elaborated-on may have rendered on of those photos... inappropriate for use.

Juniours threw a farewell party for us today. Funfun! And we met a new guy who did Wenbin's "what's *****************" question. He wikied- amidst many screams of "oh GOD don't do it!!"- and went: ok. So?

!!!!!!!!!!!

Not okay, so not okay...

@.@

Alas there was no gaming console -unlike our last big party- though there was pizza and lots of it. Wenbin brought his unicycle and as usual, there were bad puns and jokes abound... I'm going to miss all this.

Pimping

Just needed to spam THIS

Yup, that's it, I'm done. Some drama with the hand over but dare I hope it's finishing up? Ack.

New Beginnings

Well, tomorrow's my last day as Spectra... Whatever the hell role it is I play exactly. I guess I was sorta webcomic IC and secratary-ish but really, Spectra was so cloes and tight-knit, we all did each other's work (read: Grace did alot and made everybody else do their work) and roles and duties eventually blurred.

But we've got a new exco structure now (which will be revealed tomorrow!), thanks largely to the new branches of webcomic and an actual functioning website.

I wanna emo about this because I feel like I should and on some level it's a bit sad to be stepping down but actually? It feels right. We've been carrying the Spectra torch for a year now, we've pulled it up from 'falling apart' to 'going somewhere'. Plus we've got good juniors to hand over to so it feels good. Besides, it's not like we can't crash every so often. :D

I'm beginning to think GP's not worth going to. Only one question left: how could I have taken five months to figure that out?

The end of the beginning- not the beginning of the end

OHMFG. I just watched RvB Episode 100, the last on good ol' blood gulch. OMFG. They cliff-hung it! I mean, not really but sorta. And after so much briiliant RvB-ness, I gotta say, the ending's kinda dissapointing. I'm not sure if it's because it was actually bad or because I was really hoping that this episode would wrap everything up and this left alot of unanswered questions. Is Tex really dead? Is Andy? Sheila? Tucker's kid? The alien? Omega? Lopez?!?

And why the hell doesn't Griff die? I mean, he got shot in the head and someone dropped a stalagtite on him! The last bit was cute though, the convo where everyone's talking on XBox live. Though it suggests that Donut isn't as gay as we've always made him out to be... bizzare.

Well, I suppose the good thing is there's enough questions that the next season is definetely going to have to link to this. Though it'll be interesting to see if they use Valhalla (shit, can't remember how to spell it.) from Halo three. And it'll hopefully be sufficient excuse that no nit-pickers amongst the fans will whine about the change in animation.

It's kinda funny; I was watching this documentary on video games on Discovery the other day and they interviewed Burnie about RvB as an example of machinima

Wow, just... wow. Though it makes me think, why is it these "rebel" and "by-passing the system" types of expression are considered successful only when they get accepted by the system? You get the same thing for webcomics and to a certain extent blogs. The pinnacle of success for these mediums is when they're embraced by the very institutes they circumvented. (Not that RvB's team hates Bungie or anything like that- Bungie's too cool for that. I mean, come on, Halo) But I'm just sayin' that's how it feels. I might be reading too much into this but hey, that's the beauty of blogging: legitimate-being-a-total-moron. Viva la revolution!

Class CIP today. We stuffed Maurice and Sam into a neoprint booth. I hope we haven't traumatised them too badly... Ironically, it was Sam's suggestion... If I can get one of the better pics scanned, I'll pop it up. :)

Ugh, Heores season finale next Wednesday. Call me old-fashioned but I'd rather wait a week for each episode than get the entire season on downlaod at one-shot. The suspense means alot in the exprience, yanno? I mean, that's why we watch movies in the theatre rather than wait for DVD. And that's why a hand-qritten letter means so much more than an e-mail, a phone-call more than an SMS, a hand-made card more than a store-bought one and a home-cooked meal much more than a the finest restaurant food. Because even if we are slaves to convenience, there still remains the vestiges of some old-world sentimentality and appreciation for that personal touch.

Did a quizz I found on Red's blog:

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39% Geek

Three strikes, you're out

Two days posting in a row- something I've not done since the 'new blog' rush wore off. Personally I blame the sudden system of shock of having a life and human interaction with peers again after having spent a month like a hermit.

The main reason I wanted to post was to recount a nice little episode during GP today.

So the teacher finally returns us the GP resource books she's been spot marking for the last three months- and only to about four of us since she hasn't actually marked the rest. Turning to a bunch of us, she asks us to explain how we selected our articles because she thought we a did a good job.

Teacher: Shi Mei, could you explain to the class how you selected your GP articles?

Me: (looking totally blank and clueless because I approach most GP assignments the way one does furniture in the dark) Uh, I have no idea. I just grab what looks good. (Behind me Grace is nodding furiously in agreement)

Teacher: (with one of those internal sighs) Alright, Tian Zhi, how did you choose your articles?(Now if there's one guy in class who's got a study plan, it's Tian Zhi and his resource book is pretty awe-inspiring)

Tian Zhi: I just choose what looks good.

Strike two. The teacher than turns to the last chap who can usually be counted on for a sensible reply in GP pleads.

Teacher: Afdhal, how do you choose your articles?

Afdhal: Oprah and movies!

pwned. I knew I loved this class for a reason. Incidentally, this may be why our class so utterly flops at GP discussions of late.

The hard way

So, in the last week, my boring non-existent life has suddenly picked up and I've come away, I'd like to think, knowing a little more if not actually being much wiser.

First off, I've learnt (much to my horror) that about that thing, that time in China (the other one, not the thing we shall never speak of), Steffi was right. I was drunk. not badly so but definitely affected. Note to self: no matter how thirsty I am, never take a swig of her alcoholic drink.

Lesson two was the FBTs don't give you wedgies. It's always annoyed me that the school PE shorts were so bloody uncomfortable. I can understand wanting to make all the girls look like shapeless sacks in their PE attire (ok, actually, I can't) but cutting the girls shorts exactly the same way as the guys'?!?! That's not a decency issue; it's a basic 'where the f*** were you when they were handing out brains' issue. Clue: girls have wider hips than guys and less baggage in front. Therefore, shorts need to be cut differently between genders. Thank haevens the PE department listened to all the whinging the girls have been doing and got new shorts. I'm not a fan of FBTs myself but I can appreciate no wedegie.

Item three's just disturbing. SAM'S STALKING ME.

Okay, he's not. He's just talking to a classmate I used to walk home and talk alot with and it's really creepy since he now has access to wierd stories like the time I dropped my Spidey bottle in the mud and cleaned it off on my skirt. I assure you such a course of action made perfect sense then. And still does...

Ebil

You Are 38% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well. In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.

How Evil Are You?

So, I'm not really evil but what little evilness I have is insidious.Hmmm...

How do I get eviler? Kill villagers? This is so Fable the Lost Chapters... And every monster I kill makes me less evil... Which is a pain in the ass when you're trying to get horny (evil character grows horns. get your mind out of the gutter.) And yes, I have played the game twice so why am I even blogging about it? Maybe because I wanna talk about Halo. Or more specifically, RvB.

OMFG. RvB. Watched episode 99 last night (second last! WHY?!?!) and everything's tying together nicely. It's just kinad wierd though 'cause Tucker's acting smart. Tucker? Smart?!? (I swear this incredulity has nothing to do with the fact he's black. He's just such a lazy bastard usually.) And Church hit something with the sniper rifle? No f-ing way man. Miracles do happen!

Though I gotta admit, the thing with Tex at the end is kinda confusing. And it looks like it's tying in the main Halo story line.

Speaking of the main Halo story line, Caboose is the MC!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Okay, this is bizzare. I should run away.

Oh, no class party (sad) and I couldn't go anyway if there were. Damn being grounded.

those goddmn bastards! they ate everything!

So, in my (non-existent) June hols life, something fun and interesting has actually happened (other than that sad, lone spoectra outing which was a blast): the termites have invaded my parents' bedroom. Quick back story: we've been having a wee bit of a termite infestation that was found by yours truely in the book shelves in the corridor outside my parents room some two months ago. We removed the shelves, threw out a whole bunch of books *cries*, sprayed the whole lot with termite powder and found out more about the internal structure of a termite nest than I think should be healthy. And no, we did not find the queen. Yes, my dad did get bitten by some "soldier" drone or something and yes, we did have to rip out bits of the floor boards and skirting. Also, termite colonies make strange scratching noises and a weird pattering sound like rainfall on a tin roof (only much softer).-

So after we found a bunch in my brother's ed frame (and the bathroom door), we thought we were safe. The tyranny of the termites was over! (hey, that was aliterative!) Only... it isn't.

My mom found a whole bunch behind the TV! O.o So the second half of my morning was spent cleaning up termites and helping chisel up bits of the floor. Fun. :)

Oh my god I need to get a life.

I never thought I'd say this, but I CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO START. Clearly four weeks of undiluted time in my younger brother's company is starting to get to me.

Oh, and the termite guy's coming some time next week.

Bankai

Yay, random post!

Okay, not a random post. This has a purpose, a definition, a... brain blew. Can't think of another word for purpose.

Mmm, wanted to do a linky thingy. Here goes: YARGH

So it's a picture of Cheng Jie with his *coffcoffcoff* uh... bankai. Yeah. Red and I shall be spamming this picture all over the place (read: our assorted blogs and Cheng Jie's) and hopefully this will not result in one or both of us being dead when we next meet Cheng Jie.

[Don't kill me! I have so many more people (read Steffi) to annoy before my life is complete! Also, Halo 3. Can't die before that. And don't forget Spidey 4! Which will hoepfully redeem Spidey 3- but I digress. Why does everything turn to Spidey? Or spectra...]

Now I just need to plan something for good ol' Stoofles' birthday...

Nobody move; I dropped my brain

So, final birthday bash count is assortment of text messages (credit goes to Red for the earliest one; I received it at 12:01 June 1st), Venom Carnage (comic), Marvel 1602 (hard cover comic ohmygodthesexiness) and watching pirates 3.

I love Jack Sparrow! It's the way he runs. And talks. And makes absolutely no sense even while being so very sensible.

Uh, right.

The funny thing about pirates 3 is that I think i actually enjoyed it more than Spidey 3- treason and heresey (misspelt that) I know, but true. Both suffer from similar complaints of having simply gotten too big for their boots. Too many characters, no real, believeable plot, bad pacing (draggy at bits- though found pirates sufficiently entertaining) and overly-reliant on brilliant CGI to bring in the crowds. Yet pirates was better. Why? Really better? Or somply better because we expected less from it?

My theory: we expect more from Spidey because it's Spidey. There's a gold-mine of plot to bring to play, enourmously three-dimensional giants of characters and consultation with Stan th' man in movie production. And Riami calls himself a fan.

On the other hand, pirates is a totally new thing. A whole 'nother ball game (thanks Red for waking my brain up to the smell of idioms in the morning). New series, different purpose, different history (it was a Disney ride before the movie for pete's sakes; what were you expecting for brain thrust?) and it saves itself with its humour and characters.

As much as it pains me to say this, Jack Sparrow's a much better character than the movie Spider-Man.

Why the hell doesn't the silver screen Spidey blow our ears off with his back-chat?!?

Right... officially done being rabid for now a will go do... stuff.

Up to speed

Just to write it down somehwere because my memory actually does suck really bad:

Had spectra lunch on tuesday, was a blast, note to self, never eat that damn much burger ever again. Also, Kai's food doesn't take the fast and direct route from his plate to mouth. Small people eat more. You can order DTs for lunch; they show up on the chit. Also, don't dis DT's sausage lunch ever no matter how phallic it looks.

I have little more than 12 hours (most of which will be spent asleep)to decide what comic I will buy for my birthday. Oh the dilema!!

I'm almost old enough to legally drink, drive and buy cigarettes. Only drinking will shoot my liver in excess, really doesn't mix well with driving and I figure there are cheaper ways to kill myself than by smoking. More fun too most likely. Bladder cancer and the rest of my life having my pee collect in a bag really doesn't sound appealing somehow.

Smoking kills. Really. And if it doesn't, chances are you'll wish it had.

Won four straight games in Halo (slayer!)! Back in the zone!!)

New Computer

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

I wanna hatch a quater.

Well, after my last emo-ish random post, I have this to say:

SCHOOL LIBRARY NEW COMS OMGOMGOMG PRETTYSEXYNEWCOMSFROMACER.

Wait... Acer... oh. Hell, they're dual-core which means no more lag! Friggen yes! And I've sketched out the issue of the Spectra webcomic I was supposed to and the June hols are nearly upon us! Life looks good. :)

Except I deleted something like 70 hours of my Final Fantsy Tactics Advance last night by accident. Damn. And though they're faster, the school coms do still have the same old internet connection which won't let me get on DeviantArt because it contains "culture and heritage" (I kid you not) but gives me full access to blogger and is kinda slow (the way I'm kinda crazy). Still, fangirling over the new coms with Red was strangely theraputic. They have pretty blue flashy lights. :D

Wish I could get a 360 for my birthday... Yes 360, thou of the sexy clean lines, pure virginial white finish and totally kick-ass wireless controllers. Would that we might be together, playing countless hours of Halo together (because one day I hope to be able to kick Legendary) and waiting in eagre anticipation for a true god amongst mortals, Halo 3, to grace us with its presence.

I am fully aware I am completly insane. With me as grounded as I am though, I'm gonna count myself lucky to get Minutes to Midnight and watch PoTC The World's End for my birthday.

Everytime someone mentions my birthday, my brothe goes (in this incredulous voice): "18? You can't be 18! You're still so small!"

Damn boys; why do they have to be taller than girls anyway?

Meandering 1

Friday again, another week passed without event and man, I need another life.

Can I have yours? Mine's f***ed up.

Have to do a ton of econs reading this weekend. Red just had her econs test and it was bloody hard and she's taking an "easier" paper than me. And since we have the same teacher... Evil, the cool teachers are always the evil ones. Makes me vaguely glad DT doesn't actually teach my class...

If you thought I was a geek for Spidey, you should see this. See? I just wore my Spidey t-shirt and Spidey bag from Universal studios and saved my ticket stubs and had to watch the movie with a theatre of screaming little five-year olds...

So full of hate.

Remeber that one make traditional artist we have in Spectra? Yeah... I think the bunny girl's trying to turn him gay... crap. We're turning into a cesspool of decadence!

Anger management

Just found out that I failed my vectors test. Don't know how badly I did since we don't have the papers back yet but the teacher told me I flunked. Which is why I am now colosally pissed. Hopefully a little running with Steffi later will sort some of that out.

I don't even want to talk about the bio test today because I'll probably do hell of alot worse for it than I thought I did. Just like chem, the last bio test, the last econs test, the last math test... I don't know whether it's because I'm screwing myself over in karma by thinking They went well or if I'm really such a lousy judge of my abilities. I KNOW what the logical answer is (I always do. Sometimes I hate being bloody rational and logical) but I like to think it's the karma...

Now I feel bad because my blog is slowly being overwhelmed by the tidal wave of angst I swore I would never let engulf it. So shoo, scroll on down, pretend you didn;t read that last passage. Shoo.

I should be studying for GP but I've only got one passage left and I read the whole thing in effectively a day (twenty-four hours or so) so I'm feeling virtuous and lazy. Always a brilliant combination.

DIGITAL LIFE TODAY!!! OMG! HALO 3 BETA!!!

Only for XBox live gold members; f***ing prudes. I'm losing it for Halo though... My brother's beating me!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My life is over! Damn evil little brother; I swear he's been practicing. I need to spend more time blasting aliens. I love how they bleed blue. And when they die, the Elites fire off a coupla wold shots that go in a pretty arc. I've never actually seen the Grunts explode though they're supposed to be carrying methane tanks to breathe... Pity. Maybe the graphics and physics engine in Halo 3 will ammend that.

I have $350 for my XBox 360 fund. Anyone wanna contribute? If I can get it before Halo 3 comes out, I can warm up for the 1337ness by wearing out my thumbs on Gears of War. A wonderful opportunity to fall in love with the chainsaw I'm sure...

Funnily enough, the main character's MarcusFenix... Tis a sign I tell ye!

I feel vaguely guilty for having done so much fangirling the main reader (Steffi)of my blog won't get but it's better than the angst, right? Right?

Dramatic intervention

Uh, I don't know why the title's what it is but it is so... yeah. Been kinda stressed/busy/tired lately. Betwenn the painting (which was fun), helping my brother study for his exams, designing three mothers day cards, an anniversary card, a chem and a math paper, it's been... yeah. Man, I need sleep.

Okay, that was my little whine-out. Time for more... fun stuff... *maniacal grin* I love being crazy. But I think I'm still a little too out-of-it to be properly nuts. It takes a lot of energy I'll have you know. Coffee helps.

Dinner last night wasn't much fun; though the food was interesting. I'm not exactly a stranger to fancy restaurants but I barely recognized anything on the menue. And as much as I like him, I never want to sit next to my younger cousin for a fancy dinner again- or at least until he gets a little older. At least dad got some good photos of the four of us kids. Including my uber cute baby cousin. :3

ARGH, this post is pointless! I shall end it and not waste any more valuable internet space.

Ensemble

Well, I had my first guitar ensemble class on Saturday. While I love the way the whole thing sounds (it's so fun playing in a group! I like how if I get lost, I can sit there and be quiet and nobody notices. :p Don't play well under pressure...) The only thing is... Roachy and I are the oldest kids there and the aerage age is... twelve?

Dear God, I hope I was never such an obnoxious little turd when I was that age. I'm pretty sure I wasn't but just in case I was, I'm eternally greatful my parents never inflicted me on a guitar ensemble class. Hopefully I can switch to the Sunday class... though it does mean I won't get my usual teacher. Blargh.

Did my LAST 2.4 TODAY. 15:03 minutes. It's not brilliant, it's a C and I have a vague suspicion Cheng Jie can't understand why the hell I'm not aiming for a better timing... What can I say? Running bores me; though I really should get back to skating. Before my wheels decompose from lack of use- again. Just the five-items left now and I think I'll gun for a. "A" for all of them. Just to prove to muself I can and also because this is the last year.

Oh gawd, I'm blogging about my NAPFA, how wierd is that?

Then again "weird" is a very relative thing. And I KNOW I can't spell.

Do you have a zombie plan? Mine is to hide in a basement with lots of tinned food and go "glarghhhblarggghygragh" any time zombies come by. Also I will not bathe so as to smell convincing.

Speaking of bathing: Hikikamori. Probably misspelt that too but it was an interesting thing we watched for GP.

Zombie

I FINISHED MY INK SUBMISSION.

Now I just hope Estelle remembers to help me hand it in. Been a freakin' zombie at school all day on account on having stayed up till four this morning to finish the piece. And I found out after all that trouble, I might get disqualified because although it's monochrome, it's not in black and white. I'm tempted to say heck cares since last year's winning entries were in full colour but this year's INK people seem to have their act together better than last year's. It makes me think about how in clubs and societies (as in all organizations?) every new generation/cohort can improve on the last's. But at the same time, it's very easy to get complacent and back-slide. I mean, TC used to totally pwnzorz Spectra in membership and rep but now... it's plenty different. I'm not saying they're worse than us but they've lost ground and we've gained alot. It's the prospect of the CCA hand-over that's making me think this. Spectra's come so far in the last year (less than a year actually since someone handed over the reigns to us late.) and I really want to see it go further. At the same time I don't want us to sacrifice the sense of fun that prevails throughout the CCA. I think I can honestly say that everyone in Spectra enjoys our weekly meetings. Some more than others, true, but nobody's there because they just need a CCA and don't want to be there. (Well, maybe one or two of the J2s are but we're on the way out...)

Jano wrote a damn funny thing. If I can find it, I'll post it up. It's... it's Spectra fanfiction. I'm very disturbed...

I like Friday PE. Either we play games or we do... stuff like today. So the drama.

Neeta reminds me alot of my sec four English Literature teacher... 'nuff said.

When's mothers' day? I have one mother and two grandmothers to prep for.

Argh, no Spectra next week for me; I have to go for my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary dinner.

Statistically Gay

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Well, alot's happened since the last post. Spider-Man 3 was fab. Bit draggy at some bits but the fight scenes were fab. I only wish they could have fleshed out Venom more. The whole movie was just too packed, so it got draggy and the character development wasd patchy in spots. but I shan't say any more so I don't spoiler it for all you people who DIDN'T WATCH IT ON THE FIRST DAY. Hah.

Favourite quote: I like being bad. It makes me happy.

DT says we have to step down from Spectra exco somewhere in term three. T.T I knew it was coming but I still can't imagine JC life without Spectra! It's been an inegral part of my ACsperience- even when you-know-who was in power. (No, it's not Voldemort.)

We did a quiz in GP class today to see how masculine or feminine we are. I had the least feminie results out of all the girls. Even Red got higher than me... According to the survey results, I'm statistically obligated to be gay. Freak-eh. I'm more "manly" than Cheng Jie! I don't think that's actually something to be proud of though...

Hmm, lots of emotional stuff on Monday but I don't think I'm gonna talk about that. (Other people emo-ing, not me. I'm nice and steady despite my lack, sorry, absence of sanity.)

I have a chem test and a math test next week. And an INK submission due. I'm gonna DIE.