I can't stop thinking about Desert of Flames. I can't wait to ding 51. Grrrr.

The Boyfriend and I went for breakfast brunch at Killiney's today. Yummy, their french toast is superb! I guess most of the Sanctuary people will be going out to Johor Bahru today. I should have joined them, I'm not even intending to touch my books today, although I seriously should.

I was thinking of taking up scrapbooking. Of course, I suppose I could trust my own creativity but I thought maybe it would be more professional to sign up on those classes.

A few days ago, The Boyfriend and I met up with Realm at Millenia Walk. So he told me that his girlfriend works nearby at an insurance company. Insurance company? I repeated. No, he explained that she works for a re-insurance company -- they insurance insurance companies.
So that got me thinking, who will insurance re-insurance companies?? Okay, this brings us back to the "Who came out first, the chicken or the egg?" question (egg came first). And do you know that, according to fossil records, the present-day chicken is believed to be a descendent of Archaeopteryx, a creature with sharp teeth and winged claws, found in the Jurassic period and thought to be more than 150 million years old?
Haha, I am still trying to establish a connection between a chicken and a jurassic creature.

Oh no, I'm hungry again. Food time!

I totally didn't study for today's MCQ, I kept procrastinating and before I knew it, it was time to head off for school. I remember a few days back we had a weirdo invigilator.
He barked, "Do not turn around and smile at your friends! I will take your paper and give you a zero!" What is his problem? Anyway, Cambridge decides if we get zero, not you.
"Because last time I smiled at my friend, I got a zero for my paper!" Oh, he's seeking vengeance on us.

I activated by EQII account 3 days ago, and was immediately invited to Sanctuary where everyone whom I didn't know went, "HI! Welcome to Sanctuary!"
Ooookay.
I felt weird, like should I be welcoming them instead? Nonetheless, it feels good to be back. I just dinged Level 50 Weaponsmith, and I still haven't gotten my DOF, which means I have to wait till I get it to continue crafting. Bummed.
Raiding was very fun. I found joy in being one of the last healers to stay alive. I have no idea why some high level healers can't understand simple instructions to stay directly behind the mob to avoid AE. I guess they do not understand that besides the main tank, healers should be the last to die.
The only thing now is that I stop myself from giving suggestions because I used to hate players giving really noobish and dumb suggestions. So, I'm currently refraining from that.

Okay, I'm going off for my jog. I'll be back in game later. Yay!

i was flipping through photos and I realized,
I miss netball very, very much.
I miss being part of a close-knitted team, playing and laughing together.

So, here are some crazy pics:









So, after flipping through the photographs and staring in awe at how horrible thin and slim I was previously, I'm going running now! The Butler ditched the Boyfriend because of a sprained hip, so I forced him to go running with me since he can't gym anymore. Yay!

Oops! I was slurping my Ribena pack, but I forgot to close it. So it gushed onto my computer table.
Oh well, there's no use crying over split Ribena.

The trauma of Chemistry

...is more or less over. I have one last paper, the MCQs left. I thought that the structured seemed pretty okay, until my friends started comparing answers (again). I wasn't too worried about the brine question until they started saying things like, "Oh no! I should have studied the brine!" and "What are the products? *shriek* PRODUCTS! OH NO!!"
That got me pretty worried.

Everquest II
I suppose I have to put off the activation till tonight, when I bank in money. Haha. And I have to head off to buy the expansion, if it's already in Singapore, because I'm not that keen on getting the digital download. Is it? I'm such a mountain tortoise. I've totally lost contact with the gaming world. Am I a templar or am I a mystic? Eeks, I'd rather be a mystic. Or a warden. Because I love bears and because I love running fast without a horse.

Rest of the Day
I started off my post-chemistry day with... giving myself a French manicure! I was too lazy to stick on my manicure stickers so I have uneven white areas on nails now.
I suppose I will be bumming the day away.
If only I had EQ. Sigh.

Oh right. The Boyfriend is having his performance from today till Friday at his school. Ever since I encouraged him to join his Song Club, he's been busy singing and rehearsing. And because the club is affilated to the dance club, he has to learn dancing tonight. Hahaha. I can already imagine the sight of him literally falling head over heels. Oops. I forgot that as a girlfriend, my job is to give moral support.
So dear, hope you don't making a fool of yourself dancing, okay?

Suddenly I'm filled with dread. Because I'm wondering what my life would be after the A levels. Okay, here's my plan:
1) Get beer brewer from IKEA, and learn brewery*
2) Fix model ships**
3) Play EQII*
4) Jog every other day until I have nice thighs
5) Bake
6) Learn something useful. Maybe advance my piano grade to diploma*
7) Teach tuition
8) Work

* means need money.
** means need lots of money.
So, I need 7 and 8. Anybody has any nice job to recommend? I'm hardworking and I don't ask for high paying job!
I'll advertise myself another day. For now, I shall just... bum.

It's less than 24 hours before my next core paper, but all I can think of now is the aroma of freshly baked cookies. Oh no! Someone please stop me from baking cookies.

Yesterday went by in a whirl. We sent Desmond to the army market (teehee it's so fun to laugh at bald recruits) where he was polluting our air with his incessant coughing. I had to wind down the windows because I don't wish our viruses to become friends and make babies. We got his stuff and at the market, the Boyfriend discovered a stall selling nice noodles.

At night after butler got home from work, we decided to have dinner. To add injury to my already injured throat, they decided to eat Claypot Rice. As you know, I can never resist the charred rice...
It's okay! I still have a few more injuries before my throat renders useless!

Countdown to EQII
1 day(s)
Oh gosh. I'm excited! Hmm. This means, I've got to go back to saving $25 every month. And oh, Desert of Flames. !@#%!#^!@#@!
Which reminds me, I haven't really been sticking to my finiancial plan, and I really ought to start. Playing EQII shouldn't be too bad, I suppose. Right. Right, RIGHT??
Okay, I'm going to arrange my links according to EQII hahahaha.
When I'm obsessed, I'm obsessed.
I asked the Boyfriend the other day, am I like a guy when it comes to playing games? He said no, I've seen worse than you. But I was skeptical, because he didn't know me then when I was a hardcore gamer. I think my record was 50+ hours before I decided I needed sleep and it wasn't worth it playing truancy for the game.
And, while he games for the technical side of it, I get very emotionally attached to my characters. Okay, the graphics mean alot to me too, but I can get very upset when something goes terribly wrong. Like, when my account got hacked in RO. And when I was levelling so slowly I didn't know why until I realized everyone else except me was botting.
Anyway, I guess it's because I love Davienne and I love Sanctuary, that's why I'm returning. And also because they're very successful people at psychoing.
Alfred should be a real estate agent. I think he would be very rich by now if he were.

Everquest II, here I come.

Okay, I missed Davienne, so I decided it would be a good idea to see her whenever I blog. :)

I took a long time to figure out how to determine coordinates. And argh, the solution was so plain simple I could have knocked myself against the wall.

Okay, here's an announcement I wish to make:
After much persuasion threatening from my friends, I have decided...

...To return to play EQII. Yay!

I will be activating my subscription this Tuesday, right after my chemistry paper ends. So I would probably start playing on Wednesday.

I have mixed feelings about this. I just hope I won't regret it.
But, I'm very much looking forward to seeing Sanctuary again.

The Boyfriend is currently stuck in a traffic jam, so here I am, with my itchy fingers, awaiting his arrival so I can join the rest of the Sanctuary members. It's celebration for Silvermist's birthday! Yay! I love birthdays.
My beeg brother is another year older, and wiser, and older and er. Wiser. I think he ought to grow his hair though! It'll make him look older. Hmm but oh well, he looks cute skinhead.

I was doing a bit of reading, and I just wanna highlight the case of Van Tuong Nguyen, where the decision to execute him has been confirmed. I just want to say that I'm very proud of Singapore's decision to stick to her beliefs. Yes, it's one of those rare moments I feel good about the government and can forget briefly about the building of the IR, paying $400,000 to rebrand Marina Bay as Marina Bay, opening more ERP gates, the sucky education system....
Well, I just want to say that, if you visit your friend's place, you observe his house rules. He might bend the rules for you, but Singapore is a special friend you see. We're strict and most importantly, we're CHINESE! If you do not understand what I'm talking about, please click here. You can't bargain with one.
Anyway, his reminds me of Michael Fay, the American vandaliser who got a lighter sentence "out of respect" for the US government. They didn't want him to get caned, but he got it anyway, without the jail term.
So.. don't mess with us Singaporeans ok? We may be kiasu, kiasi, auntee and unker, but don't mess with me! RAWR!!

(That doesn't mean I love Singapore though. Thank you.)

Great! I have officially screwed up my math and chemistry.
Now, I have officially screwed up math, chemistry AND general paper! How great is that?
First of all, I scanned the essay topics (without believing my eyes) about 3 times before I miserably picked an unfamiliar topic to start off. So, I was drumming my fingers with my essay done (with no substance at all) half an hour before it ended.
Second, I didn't finish my application question and right now I'm so bummed because I know I would have done well for the AQ if only I had enough time.

Anybody wish to send his/her well wishes?
I promise I'll give you a candy.

I tuned into my "Slow Moods" playlist, comprising of slow, emotional chinese songs.
It was supposed to help me relax. Instead, after hearing some lyrics, I just felt an overwhelming urge to break down and cry.

I wonder why I let go of my faith, I wonder what made me lose my motivation to gain knowledge. I wonder why I have let friendships slide. And I wonder if, after these years, I am a better person.

Why am blogging anyway when I'm supposed to be looking at Stats?
Oh right, last minute doesn't help anymore. I'm supposed to just relax.

So, I gave myself the green light to calm myself. I argued that if I really did make mistakes in the previous years, I should make it up in the years to come.

If I start emailing Ying, our relationship might improve again and we won't become one of those talk-once-in-a-million-years friends, ceteris paribus.
If I study very hard in my university years, I might just hit my dream of getting first class honors, ceteris paribus.
If I take up enrichment classes, it would make my life more enriching, ceteris paribus.

And then, I look at these pointers again, I feel like crying all over again.
Because, I realized.
In this world, no matter how much equity there is, there's no such thing as ceteris paribus.

Though the name Davienne creates the urge to understand and help others, we emphasize that it causes procrastination, lack of confidence, and the inability to realize your goals and ambitions. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid systems.

Your name of Davienne makes you easy-going and refined, but detracts from your physical vitality. You desire all the finer things in life--lovely clothes, home, furniture, and environment. However, procrastination is your worst enemy, and you find yourself lacking the ambition to make your dreams a reality often because of lack of confidence. People are inclined to take advantage of your sympathetic, tractable nature. You naturally attract people with problems who seek your understanding and advice.


Oh no. This whole name analysis thing is so true that I'm comtemplating changing my screen name.
I'm still feeling a little indignant about it though; I love the name! It's unique, and it looks nice on the screen. -pout-

Papers started on Tuesday. Unfortunately, I contracted a nasty fever the day before. Weak and drained physically and emotionally, I went to sleep breaking out in cold sweat and shivering in breezes of wind. Biology and Math papers were do-able. I wasn't at a loss like I was during prelims. I don't dare to bring my hopes too high though. I constantly remind myself that I will be contented with triple Ds. Of course, triple Cs would be a bonus.
Thankfully, I've recovered a little from the bout of fever. I still break out in cold sweat though, and I hate it. I had a bad chemistry paper today. Really terrible. Tomorrow is my stats paper-- my most feared paper. I've realized there's no point in studying any further, because math is something that should be practised diligently, not done overnight.

Mom called me from Guangzhou just now. It seems that I'm not the only one down on luck. She had counterfeit change given to her and witnessed robbery in broad daylight. That's one of the reasons I hate going to China. If I can avoid it, I will never go there. I'd rather spend money in Singapore to contribute to our economy than to contribute to theirs. You see, I just happen to hate countries that lie about their bird flu/SARs conditions and drag people down the dirty waters with them.

I can't wait for my papers to be over, really. I'm seriously excited.
I hate this school, this education system. I can't wait to be out of here and start my own life in university.