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- reminiscentii -

if only emotions were as simple as abc.

 

So much to say, so little time. D:

I really REALLY need to update my blog more frequently. Not because I'm chasing away readers (LOL), but every single time I feel like talking about everything that has occurred from the second after I published my post. D:

Well, it's been a long time since I watched a movie in a cinema. I missed out on 2012 and Avatar, and a hell lot of other movies. So I paid $10 to watch How to Train Your Dragon with 11s06A (or a part of it, anyway) at GV Bishan. It was one of the nicest movies I've ever seen. :D But yeah, sitting at the front row sucks quite a bit. Boohoo for not buying tickets the day before. Was supposed to watch Clash of the Titans on the same day too, but everything was sold out. Yay for Good Friday. ;_;

Seeing that there was this long weekend, I set out to do something crazy. I started the class website. heh. Then I realized I've lost most if not all my skills. Hiatus ftl. =/ Oh well. Another useless email to add to the list of emails I already have. But maybe the class would want to use them as well, so that we can at least have a class convo somewhere. - -

Did I mention how much I don't like how Facebook is currently? =/

 
 

home.

I can't wait to go home. That's all. XD

 
 

I got bored.


Well let's see. What do you get when you cross boredom with a completely retarded roommate who doesn't want to turn on the fan when it's so freaking hot at night nowadays? A little bit of Photoshop and an advertisement. XD


 
 

The trip(s) to the hospital. D:

ARGH ADJIOQWNDQWUICBQIWOENUIQW FLAT FEEEEEEET.

Bah. You know, I thought it'd be just a normal trip down to Tan Tock Seng Hospital la. The doctor at the clinic told me I'd be referred there because he "can't give me that many MCs". This was last Thursday. I mean like, what the heck ._. Do I really have to waste my time making my trip down there just to get an MC for my flat feet? D: Either way I didn't complain, cause I was sick at the same time as well. So I took the referral letter, and proceeded down to the clinic 3:30pm today.

Since I was already a bit late I decided to take a taxi down. Everything proceeded normal and all, and I met Dr Lai, a very nice orthopaedist who told me that it can't be helped. I've been told that too many times, but I was too nice la. Maybe because I was tired. So I couldn't be bothered. Heh. He gave me a year-long MC and told me to renew it next year. So I left to pay $91 dollars at the counter for my first consultation, which I hoped would be the last until the next MC renewal.

Things started to turn shitty after this. At the counter, the nurse (whom I believe was new) encountered problems. As I made payment with NETS, the machine died all of a sudden whilst the receipt was printed. The lady told me not to worry and proceeded to print an official receipt. So I thought all was well, so I proceeded to take a cab back to the hostel.

Halfway back, I got a phone call asking me to go back. So I thought I left something behind or they printed the receipt from the machine. Then they told me "OH SORRY AH. JUST NOW DIDN'T WORK." I was dumbstruck. Like are you trying to scam me and charge me twice or something D: So I had to key in again and all. Then I left for RIB again.

Back at the hostel, I gave the documents needed to the matron. Then she told me, "I don't need the official receipt. I need the tax invoice and the referral letter." ... What the fk la! The baarger didn't give me a tax invoice. And the referral letter was not given to me. Sux. So I had to take ANOTHER cab (4th time now, if you didn't notice) back to get the documents. Then after some delay (including having another person at the counter asking me why the official receipt won't work. HELLO, DO I LOOK LIKE THE INSURANCE COMPANY? D:) I finally got the things I needed, and I took another taxi back (because taking the train at 5:15pm is not the wisest thing to do. XD)

All in all, I had to pay for taxi fare 5 freaking times. And I didn't even get to nap. So now I'm freaking tired, and I'm still waiting for my laundry to dry. Nice job, Jun Lem. Did I mention? PE tomorrow. And lessons end at 4:10pm. FML. D:

 
 

silent presence.

Let's talk about things on a more personal level (cause you know how listing out what I've eaten and done everyday would get boring).

I have been very quiet lately. No no, I'm not trying to be sarcastic, but it's true. If you ask any of my secondary school classmates, most of them would say that I am talkative as hell. Not that it's a bad thing. XD But yes, recently I've been quieter than usual. And though it might be because I am mad or angry, most of the time I'm not. I have my reasons for that.

Have you ever heard of the saying "silence is golden"? Well, that's what I'm trying to achieve. But silence is more than just golden; it means something way bigger. I don't know if you've ever had that feeling, but whenever my heart feels content, I prefer to stay quiet. It's like there's no further explanation or clarification (or just plain talking) required.

Staying quiet allows me to think a lot. It lets me think about feelings, about family, about friends. Everything under the sun. About knowledge. About my future. About my scholarship. But most of all, it allows me to enjoy the moments that I am around with the group of people. My family. My orientation group. My class. My friends. Cousins, teachers, whatever. Sometimes there's no need for anything to be said to allow me to convey messages. A simple gesture from me will be embedded with words that I wish to express. "Thanks for being a friend." "I love you." "I'm glad you're all around with me." "I am happy to have known you." "Sorry for what I've done."

Maybe it's because I'm tired of being a loudmouth. Maybe because, staying quiet is much better than speaking out loud. Why use words if there's no need for them? We can communicate with others through languages that do not involve words. Just actions would be sufficient to overpower the strength words have. So the next time someone asks me why I'm so quiet, I'll just say I'm tired, and leave them to their imaginations or read my blog post. (viral advertisement, heh)

So the next time I stay quiet around you, please don't think that I hate being around you. In fact, it just shows that I'm happy around you, and your silent presence is all that is needed to make me feel content.

 
 

hesitancy.

Sigh. I really don't like making decisions. Economics, or Geography? It's been THE question that has been occupying half of my brain for the past 96 hours. Too many people have chipped in and now I feel more confused than enlightened.

As much as I hate to admit it, I'm a very indecisive person. I always fear that making the wrong choice would lead me to oblivion, or something of that sort. It's irrational, I know. ._. I mean, every piece of advice is different. Even those coming from Geography and Economics teachers. So I've been thinking about it for far too long.

Whatever my choice is, thanks, Ms Chen Yee Chien, Dean of Systems, for putting up with the load of crap I've done. First it was KI, then it was an appeal for KI, and then it was requesting for subject change to Econs, and now cancelling it. I bet others would have shouted at me or expelled me already. XD

I can now rest a bit easy and get ready to celebrate CNY. (:

 
 

one month of a hiatus and i have too much to say.

You know that feeling that you get when you know it's high time to update your blog, and there's too much to write about? ._. Well here I am, one month (and two days) later, at a loss of what to type first.

MOE owes me money. Hardly a good topic to start off a blog post with, but hey, it's frustrating okay. XD While our seniors got the money way earlier last year, I've called up MOE to ask (a.k.a. beg) for our allowance only to receive a nonchalant reply that it'll only arrive in mid-February. Excuse me, I understand the scholarship deed has some clause about how the payout is done at the sponsor's discretion. But hello?! Almost all of the J1 scholars are almost bankrupt as a result of this, and we have a hell lot to pay for class fund. Not to mention the infamous $150 graphics calculator. D:

Depressing information aside, I'm extremely happy to say that I'm part of MT02! Also known as "G'et me a fillet of fish student meal upsize change Coke to Sprite" (say that 10 times without stopping! XD). It has a ridiculously long name la, and we know fillet is spelt wrong. But we don't care. Anyone who tries to deny the fact that MT02 > * must be kidding themselves! XD And it's all thanks to the most awesome OGLs any OG could ever ask for! :D

I'm changing my subject combination too. PCMG to PCME. There're way too many things to think about. It's helluva frustrating deciding whether or not to switch, but I guess when money comes to mind I should be alright la. All I hope for is that I'll prove myself to be better in Economics than Geography. But argh. I'm praying hard that I won't have to leave 11S06A. My class is too fun. XD

Well I guess I should stop here, take a bath and sleep. There are too many things I want to complain about (such as ongoing annoyance of the inconsiderate roommate that insists that he wants the fan speed switched to 1 on a freaking hot night). And I'll be sure to blog more often la! Since I can't stay on Facebook, Twitter or MSN too often now. I'll keep checking the chatbox here though, and you can always leave me an email! :D It's [ admin AT reminiscentia DOT com ] for email, and [ julian AT reminiscentia DOT com ] for Facebook (gotta complain some day about how Facebook blocks "admin" in an email, too. XD) if you need me!

P.S. I think I've just used way too many brackets. :P