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funny how things just tasted better when we were young Sunday, December 9, 2007

Looks like quoting random lines from random songs is a habit that I'm not going to kick in the near future :) Anyway. I'm probably going to collapse from exhaustion- from searching high, low and medium for things to do. Holidays are supposed to be fun! FUN! Fun is spelled F-U-N, not B-O-R-I-N-G-G-G-G-G-G-G.

Ok anyway, I've officially run out of things to do besides talk on MSN and play Winning Eleven (and even that's super monotonous after 3 matches in a row.) It doesn't help that my music is taking up 4.5 GB of space- that's probably the hugest reason why I feel super guilty when I install about a million games like my brother. It's like I'm killing the computer or something. Haha. It doesn't help that the rain keeps pouring. I can't go down to play soccer or something. Argh.

mother nature, you hear me?
argh.

Ok enough randoming. I officially give up trying to learn the F2L method of solving a rubiks cube. I can solve it layer by layer and I'M STOPPING THERE. Argh. It doesn't matter how fast you do it. I can see like.. zero point in solving a cube super super fast. I mean. If I take 1 and a half minutes to solve a cube and you take 30 seconds, what do you gain? 1 minute can't buy you much except maybe you officially have 60 more seconds of your life more than me that's not wasted. (puts on a fake authoritative accent to cover up for lack of cube-solving skill) Yes, solving a cube fast is a totally useless skill! :D :D

ARGH. My aching muscles are killing me. Everywhere is like.. giving me some extent of pain. Hamstring, thigh, back, everywhere. Bleah. I have training tomorrow. I have training on tuesday. I have training training training training. AND I have a stupid fitness test to pass. 4.8km is supposed to be a short run, but it seems like a long long long long long long (x48) way. I'm probably the unfit-est guy in my entire CCA, but sadly there's no prize for that. No wait. I just realised, I can't be the unfit-est guy in my CCA. (SMILES :D :D) But heck. I'll settle for runner-up.

When raindrops can't stop falling from the sky,
Crystalline clear tears dropping from blurry clouds of grey,
Innocuously dripping on these plans of mine-
There're only a few things to say:
If the rain must fall
If I lose it all
If the world comes down and takes any soul
If the sky turns black
And there's no no way back
It won't matter much to me

- James Morrison, If The Rain Must Fall


DON'T RAIN ON MY PARADE
THESE HOLIDAYS ARE MINE.

A surge of randomness at 11:48 PM, Singapore time.