I feel like I'm on the brink of discovery.

Right, I'm off to see the USA for myself.

Will it be awesome, like MLIA and politicians say? (theme music: Ryan Adams - New York, New York) Will it be cruel towards minorities, like many books say? (theme music: Eminem - White America)

Will it be different from our progress-crazy country all Singaporean poets never fail to mention? (HAHA HL105) Or will it be just another bunch of cities?

I'm eager to find out for myself and form my own opinions.

Now if only I could write.

(I'm back on the 2nd of June, but am leaving on the 4th for India. Cousin's marriage =] Will be back on June 13th.)

Free till September.

This cheered me up after a disastrous Business Law exam. I've got the coolest friends. And I love Geraldine's handwriting. She gave me poem called "Thanks" by W. S. Merwin.

Facebook is unrelentless about sending me reminders for invites friends sent me way back in 2007. Please give up, Facebook. (Though I do have a baaaaaaaad feeling that YOG will make me join. =S )

So... exams. Not as good as I'd have liked. Will have an uneasy gut till the results come out.

That doesn't prevent post-exams from being fun though. It's just been one day after exams, and there's something planned almost every day of the following week. PA performance at the temple today, Borders sale at the EXPO tomorrow, Tamil movie on Monday with Rama and gang, lunch with Laura on Tuesday, Cycling with Fadilah on Wednesday? Back-To-VJ on Thursday with Pushpa, nothing yet on Friday. And picnic at Marina Barrage with NTU friends the following week! And I've yet to arrange to meet all those other people. Simran! Sharrvesh! Shalini! The VJ Indian gang! IP and JC classmates! Dash (that's a short form, not a real name)! CHYK folks!

I might be going to the U.S. On holiday, with my sister. I'm not sure I want to go though.. =S And the whole family is going to India in June for my cousin brother's wedding! =]

I plan to try and live for a week with as little technology as possible. No computer, no phone, no lift, no transport if I'm going somewhere near, no TV, no iPod, etc. I wanna see how long I last.

"in the faces of the officials and the rich

and of all who will never change

we go on saying thank you thank you"

We're a pair of cheaters =D (I couldn't not acknowledge either! and I didn't want you to be guilty.)

So one exam down, 4 to go. Started on...an average note. The week started well though, with Joel and Rama's birthdays!

Thanks to Subra for remembering when the exams start even though I told him long back! And to Sudarshan too, for the luck right before I went to sleep. =]

And much, much, much thanks to that lawbie who can read my mind from miles and miles away. By the way, I forgot to include my TV when I recently talked to you and it demands that I tell you it wants you back ASAP too. Maybe we can learn more about that sudden foreign accent once you're here =D

Have a look at THIS if you're bored, people.

I have a glass-topped table.

When it's late at night and the whole house is quiet, and I get a text message, the tiny beep and single vibration (that sounds oxymoronic) seem amplified.

It makes me jump.

(This has been happening ever since I started having long SMS convos. J1, I think. It still makes me jump. And on an unrelated sidenote, I'm just about to have a thunderstorm! and I'm very worried that by the time exams are over, it won't be raining as prettily anymore and I can't take a walk in the rain.)

My hey-I'm-the-first-one-home routine.

Take watch off. Go into room, put bag down, take phone out of bag and put it on the table. Take wallet out of jeans pocket, put it on the table. Rummage in drawers and shelf for the music album I feel like listening to, turn the stereo system on and slide the disc in (because it sounds so much better and feels cooler than using the laptop/desktop). Change into home clothes, eat if I haven't done so yet. Sing along with the songs, grin when there are lines with swear words. Try to buy time by checking all the email accounts. Reluctantly settle down to work. Protest if sister arrives home and turns the stereo volume down. Do work. Go online later at night. Talk a bit, then get all studious and go back to work till it's late enough to feel good about having stayed up late. Brush teeth. Go to sleep.

Tonight, I aim to finish that 107 essay, though.

Everyday, I find more of 'my kind' around.

(Though that does take away the thrill of being unique..)


Love this, from asofterworld.com (as you can see).

My essay looks to be in an acceptable condition! I think I can finish it by tonight and hand it in tomorrow.

And it's finally study time after that.

I know I made the right choice in taking Literature, cos for the first time since P6, I feel like studying hard.

Poetry on the walls.

Today was fun! Geraldine and Alina did their multimedia assignment for Creative Writing. (I wanna take this module next sem!) They printed out a couple of poems and cut out the words and punctuations, and put them in boxes, after putting blu-tac on the back of each word, for passers-by to pick up and jumble and create poems of their own. By sticking words on the walls.

I don't like the stuff I created but I'm putting them up here anyway, for memory's sake.

Crispin says they're very Ezra Pound-ish. Imagist poetry. I disagree, I think they're just nonsense. And I forgot to take a picture of the entire wall. =S

Idunnohowtospellhisname started to read innuendoes in my 'poems'! But Gerry told me not to change them so oh well. They're meant to be innocent nonsense =]

The Circle of No Life

Aaron's group used this picture during HW111 presentation today =D

Right now, I score 2/7. Do I get a bonus mark subtracted for not knowing what the flower thing is? And the one right on top is really familiar but I can't remember what it is.

I have got a life =]