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One year of waiting and diligence. One year of envy and determination... And the masker has finally earned the right to use the SENIOR'S tuba! W00t!  YNWA <3

Mathematics.... Oh well.

A beautiful topic ruined by the ugly facts, as the simple idea becomes complicated. This statement rings true to what I'm feeling now. Mathematics, usually the one which save me from the pits of abomination is actually dragging me down, not like the messiah I always regarded it as.

I hate maths. It refused my entrance to eminence, like what my buddies are enjoying now. Why play Judas on my final year?

They will return our EOY scripts tomorrow. A curious mixed of excitement and fear thrives. Ador for my 2 months of dilligence and perserverance, and trepidation of tasting the bitter pill of disappointment ---again.

I believe there won't be eight classes of combined science next year --- try taking our EOY science, you'll cry. I believe that there won't be another episode of partialness -- we're tired of being maligned, so we vilify teachers of favouritism when we gossip. I believe the moderation would be fair -- to our marks and capabilities, as well as the teachers' conscience.

Would tomorrow be the time i savor my fruits of labour, or  shun in the magnifestation of my pre-EOY idleness? I put my last prayer ... to my computer game. :)

4 sets. All lost. All hope is lost.

Try enduring 4 sets of humiliation to your almost senile grandfather, and then facing his bumptiously cockeyed smile (he was wearing dentures by the way). So much for being the preceding Chinese chess champion in my maternal family. The loses were big blows, especially when my ignorant younger cousin was observing the match. ( " How can you lose, last time tyko de la...") Those words still linger in my mind, scarring the daylights (or rather, moonlight since its nighttime...) out of my ego. Just imagine, my parents are leaving my brother and I with the old man and grandma off to China for 6 days, and what if he comes knocking on my door requesting for a little skirmish...

Anyhow, it's been a long time since my last post. Yeah, been busy with band and games...hehheh. I'm still in the tardy temperament, not ready for Sec 3 revision... -.-

If you have realised, I changed my blogskin, why? Err...( the quiescent mind gets into thinking...)  We must change as time changes, just like how fashion changes when the trend becomes outdated, or else we become stuck like Superman without Kryptonite.

Let's break our credence!

Coffee has been an everyday drink for most people, but have you ever thought what actually is that cup of deleterious sepia melange? Coffee is acidic, everyone knows that. However, many people would yoke the effervescence in coffee as a natural corollary of brewing. Well, if you were to remember how acids would normally respond when in contact with another substance...hehheh, what do you get? Nevertheless, what's the harm in downing that astringent caffeine? Did you heard of anyone die becuase of drinking the beverage?