2.00pm

Got home extremely early today. Earliest ever this year. Anyway...

Sorry everyone for the lapse of entries for quite sometime. Was a bit too busy to update the website as was busy with the school play Measure for Measure which recently concluded. Since I didn't mention the actual performances in previous entries, I'll do it here then. It was held on the 29th and 30th of May on the last 2 days of the school week. Were not the ideal days in my opinion but nonetheless enjoyed myself thoroughly. Previously during rehearsals, my literature teacher for Practical Criticism Mr Booth actually mentioned to the drama director that I was quite good for a first timer. Great. He finally noticed me after being in his class for like about 1 and a half years. Okay performances I guess, better than how I performed in previous rehearsals. The cast received thunderous applause after the show and everyone got showered with flowers from their friends and such. I for one enjoyed all the attention. But on the second day of performance, I fumbled extremely early on the play, on the very first scene. My hands froze and my mind went totally blank and I had to resort to murmuring and I felt like dying. Luckily my friend, the actress who played Escalus was quick enough to cover up for my mishap by continuing with her lines. Really felt like shit and totally angry with me which became actually an advantage because I really felt angry with my scenes with Isabella and I think I actually startled her! Hehehe. Anyway, great show and great cast. Made a lot of new friends with whom I will certainly keep in touch with. Anyway, for today's proper entry ...

I saw a girl in the MRT today. Very pretty. Looked very demure and mature in her dress. I think I know her from primary school (Xingnan Primary School) but couldn't recollect her name. I think she was in my Malay class and was from 62G? Anyway, I looked at her from where I stood and I smiled and I think she smiled back. Then at Jurong East, I sat down and tried to have another glance at her but refrained from doing so because I saw that her mom was sitting beside her. You know the stupid things guys ask girls like "excuse me miss, may I please know the time" or "you look familiar ... do I know you?" I wanted to do just that but her mom was next to her... She then alighted at Boon Lay, the same station as me but she proceeded to Jurong Point Shopping Centre with her mom while I went on my way home.

I feel so light and warm-hearted. Dunno why. Hope I see her on the train again... Sigh... Shit. Should have asked for her name or number or something. But I do know that she lives in my neighbourhood. Possibly very close. If you're that girl with the short hair and wore the brownish skirt, please contact me. Thanks. Anyway...

Am reading A History of Malaysia by Barbara Watson and Leonard Y. Andaya. Interesting read but very exhausting. Am at part about Japanese occupation. Just realized that Malayan nationalism only arose in this period of turbulence. How pen (is that how you spell it in Chinese?, meaning stupid) of me.

Anyway, was thinking about the GP exam yesterday and discovered that I am going to DIE!!! Just realized that whole interpretation of question was wrong... and I think my approach was totally wrong! Die. Truly. If you don't believe me, then don't. I'm not kidding. I will not do well for this exam... what the heck! It's just an exam. There are other exams to score in for example... maths, history, literature and econs. Am striving to get at least B for everything so wish me luck!

Am going to study for econs today. Probably start on International Trade today since it's the most understandable and most recent of all topics. Also, have managed to memorize THE FLEA and THE GOOD-MORROW by John Donne. Feeling quite proud here... But feeling quite glum that I have decided to forego the tennis match in which my classmate is playing in and the stupid batch party in the school canteen and the photography club outing. Wishing my friend all the luck! Hope the school wins...

Also, have made it a point to include either a song or a poem in every single journal entry. Henceforth, I will do so in accordance with my resolve. Today, I have included a song from Rent, one of my favourites entitled ONE SONG GLORY. Great song, a monologue of sorts and the lonely lamenting of a dying man of AIDS. Really touching song. Great lyrics and great tune.