Saturday, March 10, 2007

A loooong day

Something just happened which made this day even more tiring. I was about to complete blogging a post when my laptop stopped moving. Which is this post.

OK.

Never mind.

Anyway...I was saying that...

Upon reading back in my archives, I found some sense of humour in my posts. This is what I like about blogging and why I blog - the story is about myself. I liked my blog, especially with a tinge of funny-ness in it. However most recent posts are day-to-day grumblings. Which has got nothing to laugh about nor anything to enjoy about. Sigh, I'm going to hate reading my archives one day. Probably that's why I named my blog Those Boring News for some reason; one day it'll be at this stage.

I actually thought of funny (in my opinion) things to blog about, but have never gone about doing them because of time and energy issues. I'm not telling the world my story, but I like to look back and senyum. I used to take photos, upload onto my blog, and talk about them. The funny things, the weird experiences, and the embarrassing moments, I'd take pictures or do something loony out of them. But like Mr. Flexi 'I got straight A' Yap said, I got bad time management which explains my poor results. Yes I know that. But I don't know what I can do about it. Yet.

Anyway, today was very tiring. Not only did I not do much homework, I did a lot of extra work. See, time management is really horrible.

In the morning I had to go to the University Hall for the Singapore Chemical Sciences Fair 2007 (I think it's named like that) for my SP1201 module. The facilitator told us we got to present our posters for one of the projects for that event. Supposed to reach there at 9 in the morning, however I overslept (what's new?). There were weird people who came to look at our exhibit and ask weird questions. Kids from a cream-of-the-crop Instition were stumped when my classmates asked them questions, it looked like they didn't even know what they were doing. Oh no, it was a he. Because when my classmate approached and started asking academic stuff about the Instition's posters, the rest of the group avoided and crept away. -_-

When we were dismissed it was 12 plus already I think, and when I left hall for home, it was 1330 hrs. Reached home at 1520, then realised I was very late. Had to wash clothes, pack performance attire, bring necessities back to hall, ate leftover breakfast. My mum cooked some of my favourites for dinner. The pun is, I didn't get to eat dinner. -_- After which I bathed and by the time I left home, it was 5 o'clock. Shit.

Supposed to reach NAFA at 5 plus to collect the tuba mute from Aaron, but it turned out that the mute belonged to Mr. Yeo who dumped it there. Haha. Then when I called Mr. Yeo and asked if he could bring the mute down to me he was like 'I got say I can lend you the mute meh?' But of course he wasn't serious though I was stumped and speechless. Aaron was having lessons, so in the end Yin Xuan brought the mute down for me. Thanks guys, sorry for the trouble.

The thing about carrying a tuba mute around town was that people look at the mute whenever they noticed. Why? Of course it'd be pretty weird to carry a huge metal thingy (though it was a pretty lady carrying it but they didn't bother) around town trying to hail a cab? Speaking of cabs, it took me more than 20 minutes to finally get on a cab. And the traffic jams pulled time and money as well. Was late for NUSWS already.

Someone asked me if the metal thing that I was holding was a cotton candy machine or steamboat. -_-


OK probably there are similarities after all. But hey c'mon if you hold the cotton candy machine the way I held the mute, I guess I'd be wrapped in sugary floss by the time I reached CFA.

Weird.

Band practice today was tiring for me, because I was already tired and hungry. Ate two siew mais and a bun as brunch, and a piece of roti prata which was the left over breakfast. That's all I ate before band practice. During the break I went to get subway. Only got a sandwich, but that was good enough. I came back to hall and heated up Campbell's Chunky. Not bad though.

And I can feel that I'm falling sick. My throat is getting very uncomfortable.

After band practice I walked to the Fong Seng area to meet James to pass him his tickets.

When I reached hall, it was long past 11 p.m. already. ZZZzzz.

And oh, two years already. Time really terbang.

So I'm going to sleep now, selamat malam.


A real-life tuba mute. Want one?

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