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I originally wanted to make this post a little more exciting because 111 is a really interesting number, but I’m just too lazy to lift way more than a finger so too bad.

So a few updates.

Promos

My results were way better than I had expected. I passed everything so far, nothing too terrible, but I haven’t received my GP or Econs yet.

Pissyness

So after being pissed off with two people in the past two days, I now know that I am in a terrible, terrible mood.  Just absolutely goddamn awful. Super annoyed at everything irksome other people do.

Of course, I have to hold my stand or else I’ll appear weak-willed, a yes-man, a complete pushover. Which is bad, supposedly.

If you’re pissed, you’ll obviously regard everything you say as the ultimate truth. But even after sobering up I think I’m not in the wrong. So I’m not sorry for what I’ve said. I’m not gonna apologise and I am going to stick my man-chest out with pride.

Plonkers.

Pounds

Oh I’m packing on a few pounds and that is awful. But I’m back in the mood to exercise. BLAH

P-Heart attacks

Okay so you know I was walking through the Right Wing and there were these two people on the bench and suddenly the guy turned around and the girl opposite him looked at me and I saw her and I realised who she was and the sparks from her eyes acted like goddamn defilibrators and and I had a mini heart attack and I had to say this because not many things give you a heart attack especially eyes

And I updated the about me.

PW

Can’t be bothered. This is bad.

Post #110! I have no idea why I’m keeping track of these.

Anyway.

Archery was blastedly cool except for the fact that the only way to reach the roof terraces at the third floor was to use the lift as there was only 1 staircase and it was locked. Then we went up and we got 6 people to 1 bow and surprisingly we didn’t get a lot of instruction since it was easy to pick up and learn.

The dislikable part about archery is that it falls under the category of things that you’ve always wanted to do, but quickly turns tedious/unexciting after one or two tries. Yeah, the middle 3 fingers on my right hand are rather sore now. Looks like I can’t engage in my favourite activity any more. WRITING.

We had a mini-competition where we had to shoot targets at about 18m. They were probably the size of your monitor. Hitting anywhere on the target itself gave you 2 points, hitting the paper gave you 1 and hitting the board gave you none. We lost in the semis blargh.

In the semi-finals and finals the teams had to race to see who could pop all 5 balloons tacked onto the board first. They weren’t allowed to shoot more than one arrow per person until the whole team was done. I distinctly remember rooting for the girl team who managed to win although they were at 1 to 4. One of them (Adelyn I think?) did very well haha. They got second place in the end though.

Wang Ce, Boon Yu and I were mimicking Steve Irwin at the back and going “G’day mate!” “That’s a fiesty (FOIS-TEE) one!” “This is the venomous King Cobra. It has enough venom to kill twenty men. I’m going to touch it!” whenever anyone shot an arrow IT WAS HILARIOUS

Music video sabs tomorrow! Can’t imagine how it’ll be like.

I can’t believe I asked my junior for relationship advice LOL

He advised me to be more outgoing with the opposite gender rather than being a damn pussy all the time. I complained that my looks weren’t great and he told me that one of his friends also had the same bet, except that he must “get laid” or receive 10 slaps or something.

He showed me his friend’s FB profile to show me that I had a better chance than his friend ever would, and it turns out that his friend is that retard from BSC who a) got drunk b) put only a single scarf in an entire washing machine and set it to run for 45 mins and c) has silly hair. No that’s not a multiple-choice question.

But he’s kinda right because I shouldn’t really be such a chickenshit in front of the opposite gender and man up and talk to them without sounding like my voice is running through a strainer.

Okay I will talk to girls more because they are nice people.

I am so pumped for archery sabbaticals tomorrow woohoo!

okay you see
if you got your arm burnt by mistake because the gas was leaking when you manhandled the knobs and you lit a match to check
and you decide to, you know, sue the gas company for it
but you have a friend in the company and you keep blaming him
and you talk to him because you want him to help you talk to the company for you but you’re too goddamn chickenshit or lazy to sue them yourself
but your arm is like screwing up already and stuff, and you get increasingly desperate to seek payment and not medical attention and stuff
whose fault is it that you got your arm burnt?
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okay shit analogy.

Or something to that effect.

Today was unproductive as usual, but it was slightly fun because I played Bioshock.

Okay I’m betting Chuan. The first to get a girlfriend wins a hundred dollars.

THINGS ARE NOT LOOKING GOOD. THIS IDIOT IS TAUNTING ME RIGHT HERE.

Protagonist: anyway yes
Protagonist: your singlehood
Protagonist: your bachelorhood
Protagonist: your undying affair with Rosie Palms
Protagonist: okay I’ll stop with the synonyms
Protagonist: mostly because I’ve run out
Protagonist: but also because they’re terrible
rather fancy medic: OH GOD DAMN YOU

And after a series of conversations on Twitter, Steam and Facebook, we’ve settled the rules.

First to touch first base (or in the words of the British, snog) wins a hundred dollars. Cash.

The funny thing is that all this social networking’s gonna really screw up our reputation. He’s already got a target that he’s falling heads over heels for while…

…I’m still lovelorn and well “aimless”. HAHA. I’m not objectifying females. They’re lovely people. Wonderful people. Oh god what did I just say. It’s just a for fun thing. I’m not going to force myself to get a girlfriend either. I’ll just wait and see what happens, see if anyone is blind enough to like me.

O-okay I was just reminded of how alone I am.

Winning this bet isn’t really about the money. It’s more of the pride, you know? The winner’s a player, a baller, one who is way more successful than the other.

I just hope neither of us tries, or else it’s gonna end up with real bad repercussions (“OUR RELATIONSHIP’S A GODDAMN BET?!” etc)

I couldn’t care less about the bet! But it’s goddamn interesting and I’d gladly give up the money if he wins.

Haha, who am I kidding? I’ve already prepared the money for him.

[JEEZ MAN HOW DO I POST MEANINGFUL HAPPY BIRTHDAY MESSAGES WITHOUT COMING OFF AS CREEPY GODDAMN]

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Now playing: The National – Exile, Vilify
via FoxyTunes

“Also, another very useful tidbit: going to bed earlier is much more useful than sleeping longer. You’re much better off sleeping 11PM->6AM than you are sleeping 12AM->8AM. I know it’s easy to keep saying “just one more game!” until suddenly, it’s 3 in the morning, but if you just try the whole “early to bed, early to rise” thing, you’ll quickly discover that playing video games first thing in the morning is just as fun as playing them super late at night.” – Link

Wanted to write something super long but eh, not in the mood.

Big whoop, my graphics card driver crashed and now I can concentrate on stuff instead of staying on TF2.

Notes are strewn across the entire table, a weak looking moth is flying around the room and the air smells of the sea, strangely, with the tangy saltiness that’s a little pungent but welcome. Looks like it might rain tonight. The pocketwatch is 3 hours behind time, because I was late in winding it a few days ago. There’re some shiny things in the distance.

Anyway.

Exams ended yesterday. Computing was fantastically fun. I had my head down and when I looked up 2 hours were gone already.

So we decided to head over to J8 to catch a movie. We watched Real Steel. Stellar acting but every character seemed rather shallow. Everything was spread too thin I think.

So today. What about today.

Today was damn bloody boring, that’s what. Although I was kept “entertained” the whole time by playing games, which I longed to do during the entire exam period, I didn’t really enjoy it a lot. On Twitter, Facebook, you see people announcing to the world about how much fun they’re having with friends, hanging out and watching movies. While I’ve been sitting on my ass for the past 14 hours. (WAIT WHAT OH MY GOD WTF 14 HOURS D: ) Deus Ex, Battlefield 3, TF2 oh god I need some time out from the computer hex firstworldproblems hurrrr hurrrrr.

Needless to say I felt pretty damn unimportant and useless. Boohoo no one wants me and I’m pretty damn alone I’m permanently in the temporary alone club forever alone www. I used to think I got over that but I didn’t.

There were some highlights like Kenneth calling for a short chat about what to do with his laptop, which hard drive broke down (he ended up buying a new hard drive although I told him to try and ask for support). I felt very special then. Look at me, a person worthy of calling when your laptop is down!

But if you have to have someone call you in order to let you feel good about yourself then you’re pretty worthless.

Sometimes I want to have someone there for me when I need some company, you know? Like some people I know. Soooome people. Soooooooooome people. Not saying who. But there are some. They exist.

Nonono I don’t really mean a girlfriend (maybe) but I don’t know maybe a dog or a cat. A cat. A kitten. Yes a kitten would be fantastic. But my mom is allergic to fur. 🙁

I am so shitty.

Welp. So I decided to make a platformer using Flash! (in order to distract myself from the prospect of wanting a gir- I mean companion)

Here’s an (read: the only) art asset (crappy animation)!

Yeah he looks like he’s limping and there’s something weird about this right arm when he pulls it backwards, and his torso and the way he tilts his neck. I’m working on it sheesh.

Hey, look it’s about to rain! Big winds!

HUGE WINDS! THUNDER! LIGHTNING! RRRAIN FOR THE RAIN GODDDDD

It’s pretty cool to see the lights in the distance growing blurrier as the clouds of impending doom and fluids arrive. I can wear my bathrobe because it’s cold yay.

Okay well I can feel gastric incoming so let’s see if tomorrow can get any worse.

Of course I screwed up math rather horribly despite having studied for it the whole previous day. Must’ve skipped at least 4 entire questions. Not sure if it’s a blessing to have had my question booklet mistakenly taken away by someone else though.

The only consolation I’ll get is that I get a chance to not screw up during the next test, which is BT2, which I probably will screw up anyway.

Excuses. Damn bloody excuses. It’s always “I’ll study tomorrow” or “I’ll do better next time” or “I’ll study Physics on the bus”.

Although everyone thought that math was pretty killer, I personally didn’t see anything too difficult with it. Yes I skipped questions but that was because I was clueless. I didn’t practice enough, and my handsome reward would be a big happy S or U and most likely no scholarship at all.

I don’t even feel worried over this because it’s over. It’s done. I can’t ever go back in time to punch some sense into my past self. Everyone’s hoping for moderation but I don’t think it’s possible. I’m actually rather happy now that it’s over and done with.

Colour me pessimistic but the only person we can blame is the one reading this right now.

No, not me, you idiot.

BUT if you didn’t actually screw up or if those comments above were made in jest then oops disregard this post.

In other news I am rather pissed with myself now.

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The above was written at 5:30pm. I haven’t studied anything beyond Oscillations yet. I am so damn frickin’ screwed.