Friday, May 28
Serena And Me..
Christo
7:03:00 PM
Pub. Com.
Christo
7:02:00 PM
Meridian Seniors
Christo
7:02:00 PM
montfort seniors
Christo
7:02:00 PM
Look-Alikes?
Christo
7:01:00 PM
trmpt girls
Christo
7:01:00 PM
Trmpt Guys
Christo
7:01:00 PM
My Section!!
Christo
7:01:00 PM
montfortian guys + Jaime
Christo
7:00:00 PM
metro guys
Christo
7:00:00 PM
Metro Suntec outing
Christo
6:59:00 PM
Metro outing
Christo
6:59:00 PM
metro K-Box gathering
Christo
6:55:00 PM
Thursday, May 27
come to think about it, the last entry was rather violent.. haha.. sorry for any offence made.. er, well, take it in any way you want.. haha..
So the band had our concert on monday evening. preparation started as early as the beginning of the year. This is the day when everyone is looking forward to, as after this we would be able to catch up with the numerous mountaining task that we were supposed to complete long time ago.
I woke up early in the morning to put on my contact lenses (usually I would take a long time to do so but today it was an exception, I tokk only 5 minutes). My right eye felt weird, it is blind. I couldn't be bothered to take it out as it might take me years to put it back again. Blah Blah..
So after morning assembly, the band members were supposed to be in the band room preparing for the concert. But we were told to wonder around for 2 hours after which warm up and to VCH. During the 2 hours, everyone was flashing their cameras around and taking fanciful pictures with anyone they could lay their hands on. Haha, I was one of them.. the irony..
Anyway this is going to be the last concert for the JC 2 students and we were suppose to get some gifts for them. So Dawn and Siok Wee were in charge of the gifts. They bought those nicey cute cards. We were each told to write something on the cards. I wrote for Jocelyn, Faizah and Hui Wen, all of which I had a lot to say, but it was till Yu Hian that I was loss for words. Then we were making fun of Yu Hian's card, I sad maybe I should say in the card,'Hi Yu Hian, er, thanks, good luck, its ok that you do not have any solos tonight, er, bye.' Gosh so evil of me. Well, I ended up saying in the card,'Hi, I like this card, hope u will like it, take care.' Lame shit.. it was total crap, I had nothing to say to him. well.. too bad.
When we arrived at VCH, it was still early, but we had to settle down and start warming up. Our conductor went through the whole repertoire and it made us really tired after that. I have a feeling it is going to be bad later in the evening since we can't pitch after the after rehearsal which was exactly a run-through of the concert. gosh she is god-damn stupid sia.(eh, what a coincident)
As the hour drew near, we started to dress up and stuff. The guys were rushing to the bathroom to get their hair spiked and twirled up and stuff whereas the girls were running around looking for plasters so they could stick it to their ankle. Those clog shoes that they wore had caused them blisters and screams. Anyway, so allt he thing that could be done to make us look better, we did it. Yeah.
The first bell went and everyone panicked. We gathered around the stage and Mr Chua was shouting at us to keep quiet and gather. It was quite fun watching the people panick and some running out to get flowers and gifts. So it was time to go up. The first piece, La Quintesenza, gross. What a piece to kick off the concert. By then we were exhausted and couldn't pitch. Trumpet section had the first melody, it was a soli. I thought that was enough to sent people flocking out of VCH. Well, people stayed on. Second piece, Hanover Festival, nothing better. Gosh, it fact the first half went really bad. I remembered Second Suite, I played so flat that Rickson didn't dare to play, according to him, our conductor was staring at me. Gosh, I was so engrossed in getting the thing done with rather than quality. I regretted that. Sigh.
During interval, everyone went to collect their presents. haha, I went out and saw my gang, they were in the first row, well, they didn't get anyting for me. Still I was glad they came and stayed.. haha. Then I saw my classmates. Sarah and Jia Zhao gave me two stalks of flower. So nice and sweet of them. I think it was a group effort. Anyway thanks to them. There was a lot of commotions as people were trying to offer gifts to someone and taking pictures, flashing cameras. Plus, I kept adjusting my contact lenses as it was really blur. Technically, I played the concert, half blind. I think there is something wrong with my lenses. Craps.
After the concert, everyone gathered and take pictures, oblivious to the moving out of the instrument. Mr Tan (shaking head) kept urging people to move out fast, but no one was paying attention to him, And Lin Yee shouted at everyone. SO we helped, but it wasn't volunteeringly.
On the bus back to school, I was talking to Serena about the concert. She said how she screwed up her part during the concert. Well, I did too. The only thing I found was the secone half of the concert as it was more 'pop' and people were more responsive to it. Hmm.. Sigh, the concert didn't turn out as well, I guess it was due the rehearsal in the afternoon. Craps..
Back in the band room, we lazed around and not helping unload the instrument, again we got scolding. haha, gosh.. Anyway we presented the seniors with gifts. Hui Wen and Jocelyn actually broke down and cried. I urged them to cry, jokingly, and they really did. Gosh what have I done. Anyway we calmed them down and hugged and stuff. After which they left, unwillingly. It was sad but nevertheless, we would still see each other in school. And I believe they will come back and visit us. So take care guys. See ya ard..
-Smile
With Love, Christo
12:01:00 PM
Friday, May 21
yar.. continuing from where I stopped as I had to rush off for some tutorials.. anyway, I was talking about my band conductor.. yar.. er.. where was I?? oh I was talking about Joel and his sarcasm..
Anyway enough of that, I just feel that she is unreasonable and domineering and I absolutely detested that.. the only reason she is able to get hold of MJC band and TKGS band is the fact that she is lucky. Not because of her.. especially TKGS, people think the conductor is good because it is TKGS, what can they expect out this woman who only screams and tires out her band members, thinking conducting is the most difficult thing to do. Well, she can't be near right.. I have heard stories about how she tortures the TKGS girls and insulting them till they break down, and it was said that the way she treats MJC band is so much more controlled. Maybe, but I still dislike her. But I can't bring myself to be like Joel and defy her, well, maybe I can but I don't want to make situations ugly. I don't want to unleash the ugly side of me after it has been dormant for quite some time.
sigh.. I think I had enough of her.. shan't say more in case it gets too offending.. Yesterday I came back from band feeling really down.. It felt as if I was going to burst into this emotional breakdown any moment. I didn't know what was wrong. definitely not the conductor.. I didn't think she had a part to play in it. Maybe I was paranoid about some things. Anyway so I called Ching Si to go down to the hawker centre below his house, as I needed to get my dinner settled. So he agreed, as usual. Oh man, he is the friend.. my friend.. yupz..
I was kinda frustrated before he came but after which I felt much better after talking to him about my problems. I always confide in him as he is reliable and promises nothing but attention. Aanyway I was asking him whether I should leave band together with the JC 2s who are leaving after the concert. I felt that there was nothing that can leave me pursuing my passion in band. Maybe it was the end of my passion for band, I said to him. I also told him that I rather lose it than bear ith something I couldn't get. I thought it was rather dumb to say that but, well, the truth is that I didn't get the thing I wanted. It really troubled me, really disrupted my life, ceased my passion for band. Maybe I shan't even say I have a passion, craps, I am such an wimp. Sigh..
Today Ms Lai was giving a talk about leadership and stuff. Then she mentioned that in Meridian, you will be given the chance if you fight for it, and that we will pose you challenge for you to take up the role of a leader. I gave this sentence a hard thought. Does desire, passion or fighting for something really gives you what you wanted. No. I realised that there are so many things in life that contradicts each other. No wonder we are studying such humanistic stuff in GP and Literature. I guess, Utopia is always and constantly dreamed of but there is never gonna be any chance we can get near this dream. It shall and will remain a dream. Forever.
Anyway we were suppose to have our NAFA test today, which everyone was panicking and not looking forward to it, obviously. Surprisingly, Mr. Choy, sorry, Ms. Choy, said that we will be going to support the soccer match at some field in Bukit Timnah. Bus will be chartered there but not back. Anyway we still went ahead with it, despite knowing that we have an up coming test the next day and also an important tutorial as well. Even as I am blogging now, I have not done any of the above mentioned. Sigh, I feel guilty.
This was the first time I sat through a soccer match, I thought it was fun with your friends around you and you get to scream and cheer like nobody's business. I was enjoying the game. We had sort of undermined our opponent, YJC but they proved us wrong. In fact they were, I should say, as strong as our soccer team. Throughout the whole event, the were moments of intensity and YJC managed to score a goal, but it was a foul according to my friends. SO the score remained nil till the last minute. After which, the game had to be settled by a penalty kick. We lost. It was sad, but we still kept up the good sportsmanship which I respected about our school.
The soccer boys were sobbing, slightly, as some of them were JC 2s and this would be thir last match but I thought it was very well played. The captain said something which sent some of us weeping and that is, the most saddening thing to lose a match is by penalty. After fighting so hard, the crowning was almost instantaneous. However, I just to tell them that they were excellent players and good people. Respect to the.. Good job. It actually made me realise how boring my CCA could turn out to be. I might never get this kinda emotional moments in band. And the relations they foster out of their journey in soccer, wow, amazing, at least from what I could see. hmm.. I hope I can get to know the band members better, as I don't really know many of them. Sad isn't it?
after that, we had to make our way home. I saw Wee Juay and was planning to follow him as I didn't know how to get back. Then Serena and Jocelyn came, they asked how we are going back. Then we decided to take cab home as both of them had to go to Compasspoint to collect the ties for the band concert. I had to settle my dinner as well, I went with them. It took about 30 mins or so to get to SengKang, not exactly far. It cost $10 plus. Anyway, we collected the ties and went to eat. Jocelyn had to go home so Serena and I went to eat instead. She said she had gastric pain and didn't eat much so we got drinks instead. Then I took 87 with her and got to hougang mall before switching to 147. It was the only way, i knew, from SengKang back to my house.. Yar..
Yan Ping's Mini Farewell Party
A recap on Yan Ping's last day in school. She was planning to leave for TP (temasek Poly which I always say as Tampines Poly). anyway, the news was broken to us and we decided to order pizza and have fun during lunch that day. When Yan Ping sa the pizza, she started crying, she was so touch and didn't expect us to do such thing. Cheryl cried as well. both of them plus Kelly were the three flamingos of the class and one of their departures is definitely gonna affect the other two. it is like Yan Ping going solo from now on. hmm.. honestly, I really admire her and am envious as she could be out of this torment. I wish I could do likewise but I have my responsibility and academic study to comply to, so I guess this is what keeps me going on.
So we spent the entire lunch and free period on pizza and going around to take pictures. It was really nice and memorable. after prancing about the school like some philippines maids, taking pictures, we settled down at the canteen and started singing, Our Mrs. Quek song. Gosh, it was so funny, actually the few of us started it then we thought it would be fun to let Yan Ping and the rest of the class hear it and have a good laugh. So we each took different parts and started recording using Ming Yan's and Shaline's handphones. It was so damn fun. Jun Wen and I did the bass beat and I had to sing out,'What's your probm?What's your probm?What's your probm?'. (in this irritating tone that our AO Maths teacher is suppose to be speaking.. haha. so damn funny. I felt like some idiot but it was fun, we all laughed till we had headache. I thought it was kinda sad that one of our comrades is leaving and that we have to see her off. Anyway, it was nice meeting her still. Wish her all the best in her poly life. miss ya Yan Ping. Take care.
10:22:00 PM
Thursday, May 20
recent updates on what had happened..
Studies
Took my history mid year exam (basically half of the paper as it was so said to help lighten our load), anyway it was horrible, terrible, anything you can think of, go ahead. This is my first exam and it being a major one, there has to be some level of difficulty, I guess. Hmm.. I never felt so lost and traumatise in my entire life, I woke up at about 5.30am the day so that I could do some last minute revision and quick recap, which seemed to no avail. Damn, I arrived at school early so as to pass some notes to Ming Yan and so I studied with my classmates.
When it was time to enter the exam venue, er, LT3, i think, I panicked. Gosh, I saw the first question and was totally stunned. The second question didn't look any simpler. Partly because I had never done any assignment nor test on South-East Asian History which explains the shock. But there was no way I didn't know how to do the question on French Revolution. Gosh, I couldn't do and I mean it. Just imagine when everyone is busy scribbling their answers on their follscrap and I was still looking around trying figure out what I could penned down on the paper so as not to make failure such a bad one. But honestly, it was total crap. I have never written so much crap in my life. I alternate between both questions trying to squeeze as much infomation from my already-stressed out brain. I felt like dying. I could have handed up a blank paper and it won't make any difference either. Crap. Boo.
Band
it took me quite some time to cool down and collect my feelings to blog this entry about band. I didn't make it into the band ex-co, again. Joel received a mesage from Mr. NOrman Chua the previous night, telling him that he had made it into the committee. I thought he informed him so that he could convey the news to the rest of us. The next day, he was supposed to collect some strip of paper with the list of the chosen committee member. I was still joking with Eugene about being in the 'Bottom 5' (doesn't it sound like AMerican Idol). I still had this image that the three montfortian would make it into the band committe together but looks like it didn't work out. Honestly, I actually forsee that I might not get into the committee due to many reason, one of which being a second-intaker. Well, upon knowing the news, I stoned.
I remembered back in our secondary school, there was an election similar to this but less democratic. I was eliminated in the first round. I felt very sour about it. I even broke down when one of my senior actually came to confort me telling me that, in this world, there are some people who do things in front of authority to get recognition and some who do things at the so called wrong timing hence not getting any recognition for it. ANd he said I was one of the latter. Alright fine, even so I did my best for the band at least gave all I know, but looking at situation now, I ought to go back and consider my ability and passion in band. I don't expect the glamour of holding top position but I thought I could give it a try and at least get to experience committee life. But looks like I will never have a chance again. Never. I feel like quitting, whenever I am at band, I feel really bad, it is as though I have nothing valuable about me anymore. Useless.
ANother thing, don't you just hate it when you are in a band with this unreasonable and sickening conductor. yes, I am making reference to someone. Well, since band started in March, I have never enjoyed it. Honestly, I never did. It was the usual boring things repeated everyday and I end up going home with a sore lip. I am tired, really tired. My passion for band is dying, it is leaving me much as I enjoy playing in a band. It is sad, I don't want to give up playing trumpet, but I don't see any meaning in my existence in the band anymore.
Yesterday, we had our practice, it was one of the last few practices before the concert. Much as everyone is approaching the end of this long race, everyone is beginning to feel latargic, our conductor is not doing any better to help improve the run for us. She makes cynical remarks and hauls people out of the band room any moment she is feeling the urge. Without even considering the person's feeling. Sometimes even a group of people. I hated that as I was part of this torment. She never allowed me to play the first trumpet part anymore and she even claims that my tone sucks and I ought to play more long notes to improve my sound. If she is judging my tone from my ability to play her alfred reed, hard tonguing melody, I can't but apologised. I am trained in the legarto, ballad tonguing and besides I stopped playing the trumpet for like 3 months, what can she expect from a rusty chap like me.. FIne if she has no time for me to learn the first part again, but that is no way she chases me of the first trumpet part and asking me to go to third. I feel really intimidated.
Plus, she thinks that she is so popular and always right but the fact is that everyone hates her. She picks on Benny, thinking it is so funny, but honestly, who gives a damn to her 'jokes'. She tries to lift up to Joel's sarcasm but what is she? And she takes offend if people do not conform to her. What kind of bitch is she? Joel didn't greet him yesterday so she asked why didn't he? so replied what is so good about this afternoon.
3:28:00 PM
Sunday, May 9
yay.. today is sunday!!.. NO LIFE ANYWAY.. hmm.. i thought yesterday was kinda overwhelming for me.. it all began in the morning.. the previous night I went to sleep with the thought that my parent will bring me to school the next morning for my econs test in the morning.. well, my mother agreed. when morning came I woke up and prepared to go for school, rather reluctantly though.. I called Eugene and told him not to wait for me. His mother had told him to meet me and will fetch both of us to school yet i turn down his offer thinking it would be nice to go out with my family in the morning. It turned out that I had to wait for hours before they could get ready, it was about 7.30am when we left the house. damn, i am definitely going to be late.. so we rushed to school.
on my dad's car, he was saying I should have got ready fast and that we could leave early rather than read my econs notes and newpapers. I was utterly pissed off I had nothing to say. I felt like telling him,'hey, look here, i was waiting for you guys to get ready at the same time utilising my time well'. so fed up (much as I want to use another word to substitue 'fed'). on the expressway to pasir ris, i could feel this exploding tension that was going to erupt anytime. I saw the time 7.50am and my heart sank. I though maybe I could go for breakfast with them and get an mc, as i was having a terrible sorethroat then. as usual my insensitive Dad actually yelled at me so loud and fierce that I never spoke a single word even till i get off the car. He said something like,'you chose this school and this education and how could you be use mc as excuse, I hate that excuse!'. ok, fine he was right but some things can't be help right, i rather take the test when I am in better shape. furthermore, it is not like people are not doing it. It is such common sight that nobody gives a damn. traditions and rigid mindsets. sick.
so I arrived at LT4 5 minutes late, together with many people as well, so I sat down trying to calm myself, with little result anyway. I forced myself to take the test. I never felt so complied to do something in my life before. I hated to be force to do something but now had to. I felt like crying but can't. my heart shattered. I wrote the essay for the first question, oblivious to the time as I didn't bother to ask. 'you have 5 minutes left', i was still at the first question. I knew I had to give up and go on to the second question. 5 minutes gave me enough time to complete my opening paragraph. it was very obvious I am going to fail, badly maybe. I walked out of the LT in disappointment. I was very sad. then my classmates approached and I had to feign this sad yet not so intense unhappiness. I felt artificial. Then joel said he didn't finish, in fact he was in the same situation as me. haha, many people complained of the lack in time. Anyway, I don't care as well, the fact is I did badly. I am so disappointed in myself.
So i followed the whole lot of them to tampines mall. On the bus they cracked a lot of jokes and really cheered me up. I tried not to think about the morning. It felt better. So we ate at Long John Silver and after which walked around. I bought my black shirt for the concert perfomance. It cost me $30 bucks. I planned to get some t-shirts as well, but wasn't in the mood so I gave up. anyway we loitered at Tampines mall till the afternoon when some of them had to go back to school for the 'meet the parent' session. My parent agreed to go but wasn't free plus I didn't want to see them too recalling the morning. Then my mum called and asked me to go back. She had brought Morven (my god brother) to our house and so I rushed home. It was this feeling of urge but I didn't know what it was for and what it meant. I just wanted to go back.
When I arrived home, I saw Morven and went forward to hug him. He is so cute.. I dote on him a lot.. He wanted to play with the PS but I could find the damn thing. I felt guilty when I saw the disappointment on him face so I sugggested taking him to the playground below. at the playground, he seemed to be a little cold towards me. He didn't spoke much, I felt weird so I tried to cheer him up. BY playing catching with him. haha, it looked silly on me but I felt so much better and almost recalled my childhood days. after which, i took to the minimart and I bought him some cards as he looked rather interested in them. I glad he smiled after that.
back at home, I heard my mum having a conversation with someone over the phone. They seemed to be talking about Morven. I overheard him going to tuition at such young age and the pressures that he face and it seem like his parent especially his Dad would beat and punish him whenever he does wrong. I felt this rage within me. I think I am being over-paranoid. it was about 5.00pm then and I was on my computer listening to my songs and relaxing, not doing any work. I felt guilty but who cares. Then morven came over and asked me to play cards with him. I did. He taught me how to play with the cards and I realise how innocent the kids think. Gosh, what have become to me over the years. I realise what I used to be was no longer there, I have evolved to this monstrosity which the world term 'mature'. Ah, I must say age have caught up with me. hmm.. I sound old but i was feeling it yesterday.
Anyway i spent the whole day in front of my computer, doing nothing practically. In the evening my Dad came back. I was not angry surprisingly. I figured out the fault of me as well. It felt strange I was able to control my temper cause I am not one of those sort. well.. He suggested going to suntec, carrefour. I suggested why not Douby Ghaut. We all agreed. It was a celebrating for Mother's Day. When we arrived, i proposed going to swesen to eat but instead we went to some chinese restaurant to eat. It was a long queue so we went to Best Denki, not to eat, duh, to take at the TV sets as we are still short of three TV sets in our house. ANyway both my Dad and I took a fancy for this LCD TV which caused only $899 ( for LCD it is considered cheap). My Dad suggested putting it in my room. Blah Blah, we bought it. SO we left it there and head back to the chinese restaurant to dine. It was more of a feast at the wedding dinner type. Cost $130 plus. It was sumptous though.
After that, we headed for Carrefour and bought quite some things. Carpets, pillows blah blah.. after that I bought Anderson of Denmark too. I also bought a flower for my mum. It was a soft-toy like flower quite nice. Hmm.. I have no idea how to end this netry.. well, So that was it for me yesterday.. weird though.. I think I was manipulated so much..
I am suppose to go and do my work now.. sigh.. another week has past..
-mtrlc
3:20:00 PM
Friday, May 7
its been so long since i last blogged.. just want to apologise for not being able to keep this blog going. I'm not going to give reasons here. Anyway, the election for the band committee is soon coming to an end. Today would be the last day for people to vote for their fave contestant (sounds so corny). Anyway hopefully I can make it into the committee. hmm.. come to think about it, saying the victorians dominate the band would sound rather unfair, I guess the montfort people as well. 3 of each of the school, i guess that is fair. However, I take pity for the only female contestant in the run for the ex-co. despite the teachers trying to make it a sexist-less band and election. it would be rather weird and feeble for her to be the only female amongst the male-dominated ex-co. Well, i am not trying to be chauvinistic here. All the best to all ex-co wannabes.
things over at band are going somewhat well, just that many of us are complaining about the long and tiring hours under 'sia bor' (sia woman), as used by Joel and I. haha, well, we can't say she is bad but the way she is going through pieces is tiring and not only is that, it is rather inefficient as well. hmm.. I love the band but I simply can't make myself like the way Ms Sia runs the band. Yesterday, I realise something horrendous about Ms Sia. She actually has quite well developed arm muscles, something like mine. Freaky sia. I think it is the result of conducting. hmm.. conduct more often and get muscles. haha.. nice way of training.
my work just handed up our second proposal for our project work. I am working well with Kelly, Cheryl and Rohani. I think we will be able to do well. We chose 'Far Horizon' and the chosen theme would be the declining rate of art films. I think it would be fun to research on it. Much as it would have been for the first proposal, however we realise that identifying fashion as an evolving trend is simple but identifying a problem and coming with solution is difficult. there is simply no problem with fashion and no solution will be required. well, i love our current theme too. heehee.
in class, I am getting along very well with my classmates. Generally I find them friendly. in fact I find that both arts and science students are nice bunch of people. I guess the arts people tend to be over-sensitive and accuse the science ppl of looking down on us. Relax arts student. haha. I love MJC, I like the environment. The lecturers are admirable, not only good but funny. This has definitely spiced up the lecture and tutorials extensively. I don't know about the science classes but that is the case for arts classes. The teachers are terrific. Thumbs up. However, one sad thing is that my tutorial work are piling up on me till I am suffocating. Sigh, I guess I have to put in a lot more extra work.
I find that as the weeks get by, the temptation of going to polytechnic escalates to a point that I would have to disrupt my brain and focus on other things. I would usually end up telling myself that I can do it and that I have to be responsible to my school mates and the college. So, I guess I wil be trudging through this mud of academic study. hmm.. good luck then..
These days, I am beginning to miss all my friends over at secondary school. However, I only get to see those usual gang like wei lung, ching si, si jun, aloysius and ashley. Iwould look forward to going out with them, as it can make me feel at ease and forget about the apprehensiveness back in school. I really admire them as they seem so free awaiting the semester of poly to commence. Well, I guess by then they would be slogging like hell as well. Hopefully we can still stay in touch.
on last saturday, may day, i went to esplanade to watch the complementary ticket to the SSO concert. It was such a superb concert, the sound, the place, the everything. I think I fell in love with the trumpeters tone. He is good, marvellous. after the concert, Yong liang and I (he went with me to buy a new computer so I took him to the concert), we saw crowds gathering. It was the launching of the mayday celebration of something. The firework lit the entire night sky, sending lour explosions into the air dispersing into beautiful arrays of colours. it lasted for about 10 minutes. After which, I messaged Serena who happen to be in the corner but couldn't meet her as my parent were driving me home and I had to set up the new computer as well.
I just moved house recently and am adapting well in the new environment. however the renovations are still not fully completed (those inefficient people). I don't even have a proper bed because my room is practically empty. I am putting up at my parent's room for the time being. The contractors promised to get everything done by next week. Hopefully. I have come to love this house. Smaller but more cozy. more decoration, adding more to the comfort to us. I think we will be postponing our house warming to later date like around june holidays cause many things are not ready yet. we'll see.
well, I ought to be studying my economics test tomorrow. it is consider a consolidation test for everyone. sigh.. I don't want to fail again, which is what I have done for the past two paper. I realise and was told that passing an A Level paper was that difficult. hmm.. looks like I have underestimated the power of A Level, really advance. woo.. alright.. onna study .. muacks..
7:19:00 PM
