I need to put my thoughts in perspective.
Its a boring post. Its degrading my blog, and yes my life isnt too interesting now.

I am pretty incoherent, simply because i have too many thoughts.
Usually such long posts, is 99% incoherent.

I am going "Live" on 93.8 Fm, the recording would be done in the morning in my school, it will be broad casted in the evening. I would be missing 2 lectures. I will just have to copy notes later.
I am proud to say that Innova is the only school in Singapore that has broadcasting and the new media just rocks over here.
I think being in ICON, Innova Confident O.... N.... is cool. Yes i dont know what is it called, and i am still in it. We got to talk to mr teo ser luck, dude who started and won the bid for youth olympics, and now this...93.8 Fm. Plus a pre u sem, and a public speaking boot camp.
Enriching indeed.

I need to get deferment from my school. I am posted to the police force, if i have a choice i dont want to go there...apprehensive.

Its parents teachers meeting tomorrow, and i cant really be bothered about it. It seems so insignificant when compared to sleep.

Sleep is the commodity that has turned into a luxury good. Slackers might think otherwise.
My eye bags look like black chemo.
I dont mind paying money to sleep a little more.
I wanted to get MC for 5 days straight this week. I managed to pull through i guess.
I am changing my style of doing work. Almost completed work handed in on time, is better than completed work handing in late. My classmates can testify to that.
Copying is the norm. I wonder...

I reached home at around 8 for two days straight, and started work at the time when primary school kids sleep.

I'm sorry, but i feel that sometimes JC teachers are just so slack. I know its not true, but for those teachers that get to take afternoon naps, RAHHH!!!! So envious! I really wonder why do i leave school at 7pm today, while my CT left at maybe 3? Once I even saw him leaving the school before 1 on Friday!
I mean i had lessons till 7pm, not CCA.
Its not the first time, but you cant deny that its tiring.
Sighs.
I wonder if they remember how does it feel like being a student, and the number of hours of sleep we get each day.
It may seem passed them, but do they really, really understand how does it feel again?
There is consistency, yet the variables have changed, and i am quite sure, its gotten tougher.

I am getting used to the craziness of it all. Its a little surprising how i can switch from POly to JC, but it took me months to get back to that kind of discipline.
Getting used to nonsense from my classmates.
From work, and how 3 things can clash at one time, and you just have to make choices and sacrifices. For example, i have project meeting, CCA, and consultation happening at the same time.

I have a written report to rush through with my group members.
Three tests to mug for next week. Innova s been kind in not spamming us with tests, but they've not been nice in giving three tests in two days.

Today, was a "sour", late, attention seeking day.
I could have been spared the late ticket if not for two "selfish" fellows who decided to get off the bus the stop before the real stop to run to the side gate. Due to that, we met the red light, and we were all late. All = 20 people?
Mr Lin stood at the gate pondering how to get into the school since the gate was locked. He decided to follow the crowd of students. I mean how can the principal scold us, if the teachers who takes the same bus as us, are sometimes late too?

Anyway, from an arty perspective, i know you wont fully comprehend, but... She looked like some evil penguin today. The sunlight cast on her face, from a single direction, created some shadows, and with on certain features of her face, glaring at us, she reprimanded. Frightening.
I wonder if she ever considered that she had a car and we dont. And again...i think she sleeps more than us.

The above paragraph, is a bias one. Its my bias views. Please do not adhere, i am just too lazy to state the other perspective.

Its attention seeking, because we = me, wayne, KS, late for assmebly, made to stand up in front of the whole J1 cohort, i didnt really mind, my legs wouldnt be numbed that way. Anyway, there were like another 20 plus guys? And 1 Poor tanty, who is a girl, whose day was really horrid, and i bought her a soybean to cheer her up. One of the most significant things i did today, maybe event the most. I used 1 dollar to touch a heart :D and yes it touched mine too. Yay!
[Oh, we were actually spared the attention till "Mutton", from 98.7 Fm, asked why we were standing there. All eyes fixed on us for the next 30 secs. I was slightly, just slightly embarrassed, i didnt care if all my friends were ridiculing me, cause i would understand why if they were in my shoes. The scrutiny was not felt by me. Anyway, many people ponned assembly.]
We were actually late for PE, but PE teacher knew we were always late, so it was alright. Wayne and i were late for school too. We were late for Econs make up lecture as well. So yes, its a really late day. We were almost late for chem practical. Practically, we were almost late for every lesson today.

I am taken by surprise, the amount of "suaning" that goes on here, at least in my clique. I was expecting my friends to live in harmony, and well looks like the nonsense has really broken out, till i find enlightenment in my lameness. And i am shocked by it too.
Here s what i told Wayne when he gave me the L sign.
I placed two L signs back to back, and said, look its bolded, so you are Lamer.
Then i placed my index finger on the right hand's L sign, and said, look, its underlined.
I then now slant my right hand's L sign, and said, look its now underlined and in italics.
377A are for gays, he trailed me for that, my rebuttal to his trail was the section 378A. Yes, i declared him to be trailed under the section of 378A. I claimed he had more than one gay partner, thus 378A.
This is the rubbish i produce from .... <--- whatever adjective you can fit in there.

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I was ferried to OCS yesterday. I got to carry SAR21, Whee!!! GPMG too. That one is heavy. So sad i didnt get to carry the bazooka (forgot its name) I will in the future. Got the simple chance to fire 5 blanks. I didnt even know where was i shooting exactly. And seriously, my eyes kept blinking as every round was fired. And for the first time, listening to just blanks being fired from the GPMG was kinda scary? Had a much better idea why people go nuts after war. I mean its just three rounds, and its slightly freaking me out, even though i still looked composed and calm.
Imagine a few GPMGs, many SAR21s, a few mortars, grenades, screams for medic, chiong ah! directions given, and a few planes dropping bombs to add, all these sounds produced at one go...i hope i dont drop both my pants and my gun.
The thunder flash was Woo...firecrackers. It might most probably be my alarm clock in army for BMT.

I am not flaming HCI, but i dont know why, the interaction i saw between an entire row of HCI students was like almost 0%? I shall leave any further comments in my head.
Its quite cool, i saw the innovian spirit, and i am darn proud of it. However, Innovians might talk too loud, and a little too much, and i am guilty of that.
I saw how jeslyn, led our group to cheer for Innova just out of simple enthusiasm. Like three cheers for eating army food with great enthusiasm. If she ever read this, i am proud of her for being a councilor and living up to that name, for leading us to do that small yet significant cheer, even though she was late today as well. Councilors take bus too alright?
[The officer in charged of the food rationed station, which i highly think who was formerly from HCI,] admit that Innovians are cooler :D Yay! Enthusiasm is contagious.
I'm sorry for forgetting your name, but the other Officer who was attached to our group, thanks for making the whole experience even more memorable, by taking the first step to talk to me, later on, "pushed" me to try on the chemo, and other simple stuff.
Also, I saw how Farris, one of the 4 Innovians to be in the Officer Cadet School, really brought the school spirit out within us. I mean he is from the first batch, and yet the school spirit is so alive in him. I am proud of him. His last few words to us, "I really hope there would be more Innovians coming to OCS, make IJ proud yeah?" Even though our group had like 6 guys, and looking at the 6 guys, having more than 2 in OCS is really tough, he still encouraged us. Point is he made us proud of being an Innovian.
I am proud of being an Innovian!
I thank God i am confident to say, i wont be prouder if i land up in any other JC.
There are flaws in Innova, but the experience i gained is invaluable.
I would classify Innova as a place, where you meet all sorts of people, mostly in the acceptable to decent category, meaning you leave out those who excessively tries to be a poser, excessive usage of vulgarities to sound cool, or excessive muscle flashing, or girls who act overly bimbotic, or skirts that are nano scaled, and not to forget, the pure mugger, pure mugger, those that speak in equations, definitions, and their thoughts are confined by what they are going to be tested in A levels.
Besides that, all sorts of people.
Its interesting, to see how the Innovian culture is weaved into almost all of us.
The greatest beauty i still find in Innova, is how easy we make friends.
I just made one today, or rather yesterday.
Jeslyn.

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I was about to do something wrong, and i talked to God just for a brief moment.
He said, "Can i say no?"
Yes, he could say no, but he did not. This is love.
Again, a slight glimpse into what is called grace.

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I took an hour to finish this post. I read, and re read many times. I still have an econs essay outline to do. I will see what i can do.

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感动过瘾。

I actually created an interesting, abstract art from these four words while doing my Chinese test today.
And these are the firstChinese characters to ever appear on my blog :D

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God, i am smiling, i am contented, because i know i find strength in you.