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Saturday, March 04, 2006

Okay, much as everyone would beg for me to stop the slew and onslaught of blogposts, I am afraid this will have to continue as I have too much to complain about, and this aids my logical thinking and speed typing.

I shall comment on a certain incident today. People like to play on words, as demonstrated by OSS handing in his literature homework 1 minute before the 12.00 MD deadline. Of course, he definitely will escape punishment. The irony is he had completed it 5 hours before and stayed up past his bedtime simply to irritate the teacher. That guy is awesome, I salute him. While chatting with Muk, he too punned my words and played on them, twisting the meaning. And I thought typical Singaporeans did not do anything they weren't told to do. Turns out they like mainland Chinese, doing anything they AREN'T told not to do. Thus I spent the better part of 1/2 hour (yes, I'm very free. No one to play with.) telling him the specific criteria and trying to address every last miniscule detail that I might have possibly missed. And he found a way to get around it at the end. A counterhandle upon him silenced the argument. Muk's IQ is really without boundaries, its just the harnessing. IQ is like a measuring cup, it only measures capacity, you have to fill it up. (Doctor Strauss, Flowers for Algernon). Yup and we enjoyed a game of Hexic. This having been the third time I had played Hexic, and the first which I played for more than 1 minute, I struggled to bring the awesome waterfall of tiles into a calm, meandering river. While Muk had already succeeded in bringing it down to a mere trickle. He used spectacular bonuses to maneouvre around low points. And he only told me about them much later in the game. I lasted past 20 000 points, then swiftly collapsed. While Muk only succumbed to the full might of the Niagara Falls at 70 000 points. I gave up after that, doing my science which I had managed to ignore for the past 3 hours. Muk, being a very evil person, gloated on it for around 1 hour, culminating in a call with an evil snicker. I asked him why and he said, "I finally beat you in something. Muahahaha." Well... -.-''. I have officially wasted away YET another afternoon. This will not happen tomorrow, or at least I hope. The science worksheet was plagued with errors that I am unable to ascertain due to inferior logical, analytical and common sense abilities.

Between the devil and the deep blue sea. Oh my... this is the topic for ANGLES 2006. Much as I'd like to, I have already started on preliminary research and I have come up with..

1. Jazz, classic oldie lyrics.
2. 3 Books
3. 1 Definition that seems weird
4. Some articles complaining then linking to this statement.

My mouth so wide you could stuff a fist inside, I tried to look for more but to no avail. So with these pathetic materials I shall have to stuff crap inside to beef it up into a speech that is moderately able to last 3 minutes. Daunting task.

Lately I have found my vocabulary and writing style changing a lot. Undoubtedly due to the fact that my last visit to the library was 3 months ago, and the last time borrowing fiction was a little over a year ago. 25% of my books are usually reborrowed books. My writing style has regressed terribly. While writing, I commit the stupidest spelling errors and fail to recognize them. After subtle scrutiny I finally am able to distinguish them. My writing has also evolved from a more complex range of sentences into a couple of short sentences that deliver the sucker punch. Though not too hard. Due to lots of word constraints I suppose. My vocabulary, I may know lots of words no one would ever know from scrabble, but unfortunately I don't understand 95% of the words I play. Words like aioli, aorta (blood vessel thingy), aortae, auloi, aalii, just to name a few out of the thousands of obscure words that one must master to eke a rating of 1.5k. Unfortunately I am still a failure, having merely poked my head above that for a teeny weeny little while. I find myself using less idioms as they are too "cliched". My plots still sticking to the same few I have concentrated on. Of course, no more kidnaps and such. I still remember an essay where I befriended a robber and we sat down and drunk kopi. 34/40, a decent score nonetheless. But with Mr Quek, the highly expectant and thus mistakenly sadistic English teacher, that would eke a C6. Because vocabulary no longer takes precedence. Yes, back to vocabulary. I write words from contextual memory, if they fit they fit. That was how I finally discovered the meaning of inexplicable and inexorable. By constantly writing them. I suspect I lucid dream. Because not having ever come across the word inexorable, I scribbled it down during P5 end year english test and got the spelling wrong due to the a looking like an e, oh come on! Surprisingly, I don't understand the true meaning of 30% of the descriptive words I use, it just clicks in. In the past it was more restrained and I only wrote words I could confirm the meaning. Now that my guessing powers have improved, I shall continue to experiment with new words that I don't know the meaning of. While scouring the dictionary every few days for new words. Have to improve my English standards. I also find myself forgetting more and more Chinese words. Thank heavens dictionaries are allowed. Shall end off here to immerse myself in the seemingly bottomless pit of tasks and homework, though I shall probably slack. Sabbaticals week, then the holidays. Why should I even do homework?

2L @ 6:40 PM
"Sorry also must exprain"
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Hello Uncle...Bah Chor Mee one. I want chilli plus tur Kwa plus can I watch your CCTV playback of Jeff Lopez...=D