you know Nike's logo? it's called the 'swoosh'. the latter is how the last few days have been- one big swoosh. it passed so fast that i can't really remember what happened.

i think i played football on Saturday and went cycling after that. oh, and Liverpool lost to Southampton [dammit!]. then on Sunday i went to help my mom out with her Tupperware party which wasn't so bad as there was a neighbour there [hee]. and, today is Monday. damn that's fast.

so.

okay, this is sadness. nothing happening happened. but a happening happening is coming up. ben's in this committee in charge of organising a charity concert of some sort for the tsunami victims. he's offered Werd a slot of which we are utterly grateful for. he told me that big local acts like Electrico might also be playing, a thought that is totally exciting me to the tiny fibres of my bone marrows. i already have some possibilities played out in my mind but i don't think i should keep my hopes too high. the main focus for Werd right now is to finished all the original stuff and play them well. i hope Dom [ahem ahem] doesn't give any more lame-ass excuses for not playing well and i hope he can extend his attention span tenfold. i hope Victor [ahem ahem] can help us out even if he wants to play the guitar and abandon the much detested bass role. i hope Kelvin and i don't 'zhao sia' on the day itself. if Victor really doesn't want to play the bass, even for just this one time, then i guess we have to bring in someone else to play for us. i don't know. the last thing Werd needs now at such an opportunistic time like this is a dissatisfaction of roles. i pray that all goes well and that many people will come and donate.

tutorials have started in sRJC. i have days ending at like 4.45pm. that's thursday and those two periods before 4.45 are P.E! how cool is that? one and a half hours of P.E. we could play a full match [without half-time]! other than that, i end around 3 or 4. which is not so bad after all, considering the fact that i don't live miles away from school. but one thing's for sure, the damn tutorials [or worksheets, i don't know why they call them tutorials. they should be called tutorial workesheets, which i think is what the teachers actually call them but i failed to notice] are a huge pain in the ass. imagine inch-thick stacks of A4 size papers, strewn with quandaries and problems, all staring at you menacingly in the face, waiting for you to pick up a pen and TRY to solve them. sometimes, i swear i can hear evil, bellowing laughter resonating from between the pages. okay, maybe i'm exaggerating a bit [a bit?!]. but still, tutorials are a pain in the ass. i'm considered lucky though, other JCs had their tutorials started long, long ago. so, i pretty much have a month of tutorials.

a month of tutorials! that means a month left to the results of the dreaded 'O's! oh woe is me! woe is anyone waiting for their results too! the day of horror is coming! COMING!

okay i think i got carried away.

i think my throat is collapsing on itself. it feels like tissue is growing inward, narrowing the gullet's cavity. i guess it's what they call an inflammation of the throat and everytime i engage in peristaltic activities of the oesophagus, pain ensues. anything that goes down, makes me go 'ow'. like now. ow. anyway, sorry to blooooooooo-ooooo-ooo-ooooo-ooo-oo-ooo-eeee-ah-ah-ooongs for busted-ing him on the cycling thing. but serves you right for joining MCS you LAMER. go, go! do your Chinese New Year Dikir Barat which is actually very funny but even funnier because you are doing it.

i'm spent. crap i have to do my tutorials.

"the singer finished singing and she's walking out... the singer sheds a tear, fear of falling out..."