Let me tell you something. If you ever want to feel the inner mat in you, go watch a soccer match. Confirm the mat in you will come out. How I know? Because I felt a teeny-weeny bit mat-ish just now while watching the soccer match between MJC and ACJC. Well, MJC lost, but hey, there's always tomorrow. Which means, there's gonna be more days where I'm gonna unleash my inner mat, simply because the mat in me is gonna be unleashed. OK, repetition.

I still don't get the reason behind this game. Why on earth would 22 grown boys want to run after a spherical-shaped object for 90 minutes? I mean there's better things to do like say, nail jelly onto the wall. Ok, that was mean. But I guess it's fun to watch the game, since you can swear/curse at the enemy, and unleash all the negative energy at them. And I swear ACJC doesn't have a drama society, since all of their actors got transferred to the soccer team.

Something happened today, and I'm pretty happy about it, but not overconfident. My PI finally got approved and it has the potential to EXCEED EXPECTATIONS! I just got to let that out, because after 4 bloody weeks of hard work and late nights trying to finish the different drafts, finally there's someone who recognises my PI as having substance. There's a teeny sense of jubilation in me, but now it's diminished, since the ghost of yesterday's homeowrk has come to haunt me!

Piles of homework to do, and projects. I want to slaughter the person who decided that 24 hours was enough to constitute a day. Guess that person ddn't go through this bloody JC experience. Must be some random dude then. Anyways, Ms Chew finally(i think?) admitted that she might have lost my assignment, as well as nizam's, because naeem told her that me and nizam were the first from the class to hand in those assignments. HUH, so much for treating us like adults!

I'm shagged from all the cheerings just now, but hey what the hell. It's not everyday I feel like a mat, since all those other days, I'm faboosh Asyraf K. Ok, narcissism alert! But anyways, tomorrow's gonna watch Wolfy with crazy people. And I realise I've such cool friends coz most of the people in all those house committee are people I know:) Yes, that includes you Suu and Connie and Syafiqah, and Danial and Siddiq and Xiao Qi and Wei Lin and Matthew M and Firza and Namira!!!

Hi Frankie,
I've been reading a lot of online reviews about you recently. I swear to god you sound like the coolest thing that has ever happened to the human existence. I love your website, which is so full of cool, geeky stuff, which is so me. I like your free, cute wallpapers too. Not only do you have fashion editorials in your pages, you also have music and political sections within you. I swear I'm going to get you from now on, and I will cherish you more than I've ever cherished anyone.

Love, Your Fanboy
Asyraf

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Gallivanting
about on the hillside
on a glorious peter pan day
we hop and we skip
through the meadow
helterskeltering the day away
with candy floss kisses
at lunchtime
and kiss me quick hats
on our heads
we'll dream about marshmellow mountains
as we ride the big dipper to bed...

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I kind of feel flustered by whatever the reasons that I'm thinking right now. School has been rather tough. Well, strike that out. School has been extremely tough. As you see, my blog posts has been void of any real spillage of emotions or thoughts in the past week because reaching home at 8-9 pm every single day doesn't really give you that much of a leisure time, no?

For whatever the reasons, I seem to lag behind this week, as compared to past weeks, especially in terms of finishing up the massive pile of tutorials. Although it may seem OK at that point in time to lie to the tutor about being able to finish my work, I usually get this "punch-in-the-stomach" feeling since I know at the end of the day, it's me who's losing out on all the knowledge. And this has happened to me twice this week, for Economics and for Mathematics. It sucks to not be able to understand what the bloody hell the tutor is teaching.

Well, as much as JC life is stressful, I don't think I would ever want to trade it off for anything else, because the company here in MJ is superb. They're the most incredible people that I've yet to encounter. We can easily switch from talking about superficial stuffs, to the serious ones. I'm closer to my classmates of 2 months as compared to classmates of 4 years. Now that's something that was never really cultivated back at NAS.

Other than that, this whole week has been so hectic for everyone. Even nature seems to agree with this, what not with the freakish winds that occured on Wedesday night. Now, that's pathetic fallacy for you. Connie actually thought that rapture was about to take place, and at that time, for a while, I thought the same thing too. Anyways, everyone was having a busy week, with House Committee Nomination, and CCA Leaders Selection, as well as the 2 tests that just zoomed by.

The intensity of me studying now is 200% more than that in secondary school, but yet, why is it that everytime a test comes by, I feel so underprepared and inadequate? It seems to me that the consolidation exercises that I've to go through are so much more draining than even the nationals. "Os", I can handle, CEs just just seem to take its toll on me.

Although this week had been draining, of course there were several plus points too. For a matter of fact, Tuesday was the day when 09A302 was selected to represent Atlas for one of the games at Colloseum. I wasn't playng, I was the cheerleader. Now, that was a fun way to end tiring Tuesday(aliteration!) since everyone had so much fun laughing and just being crazy asses. And today was fun too, since there was the Electra workshop, where the class was introduced to the work of Suzuki Tadashi. His work pretty much speaks for itself. After the workshop, there was a crazy, no holds barred, self-performance, that could only be performed, or shall I say, carried out by Artsy-Fartsy students from 09A301 and 09A302.

______, stop interrupting me. I've had enough of you. ______, how f***ing dare you show me that 'foolish is the atheist' bible verse this morning, and ask me 'what do I think of it?' What the f*** am I supposed to think of it? And you know what I think of you? Foolish is the woman who believes that g**damn tripe. ______, you f***ing worthless c***. You are so... wasteful, bitchy, stupid... you're worthless. Your parents must be ashamed of you. ______, you offended me today. I know that school is hard work! How could I possibly not be aware of that? It takes a f***ing ass to cover every seat, you s*** slice. ______, I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth. You're the most insincere person I've ever met. Damn it, let me f***ing die. You bitches."

I love digging around in the closet, because I'll never know what I would find in there. Well, of course it isn't my closet since I know everything that's in my closet. I'm talking about my parents' closet, specifically my father's part of the closet(like duh!), because somehow, even though I hate my father, he seems to have really cool stuff, from when he used to travel back in the day. So, I found a super cool, navy blue trench coat, which I'm so going to put my name on it, so that if I'm able to go to England for the Literature programme, then I could bring it with me, an act all English. Haha.

That's a random update, but this discovery of mine has ignited the passion in me to go thrift-shopping again. I love thrift shopping, because I'll never know what I'll find. One of the coolest thing I found at a thrift store was a LANVIN bow tie, but of course, back then, it was more of trying to find the treasures, instead of buying them. How I wished I had purchased that freaking bow tie.

Asyraf is in LAZY mode.

-Taming Of The Shrew is bloody difficult!
-Wuthering Heights is lovely.
-Shopping is awesome! Bought 4 shirts(totaling $300+), paid for by mum.
-Air quality is bad. I bet some idiot in Indonesia is burning down the trees.
-PI in progress. Pretty satisfied with research done. PW teacher=hot!

I think that this season of ANTM is super fabulous, even though there's that super whiny burn victim who shouldn't really model because (1) she doesn't have the body of a model, (2) she's got burn scars all over her body, (3) she will never be able to model, not even commercial, (4) Tyra only put her there so that she could interview her post show on The Tyra Banks Show. Personally, after 4 weeks, the girls have their own individual shots, and boy were my favourites all pretty good looking models. I love Alison's and Celia's shots the most though, because they both look super freaking fantastic.

On another note, do I hate Econs, or do I hate Econs! Urgh, the test just now was alright, but I did not draw any graphs or diagrams, because fabulous me thought that since this is an essay test, everything has to be written down in words. So, I took great lengths to explain the formula in a written form, and decided to do everything as if it were a GP essay. Speaking of GP, the test was alright too I guess. i mean what can you expect from GP. You either have the chops to write, or you don't. And as of right now I will choose to believe that I can write, that is until I get back the results. Haha.

Other than that, I think that Chrystal lessons in college are fun, as compared to the god-damned boring CME classes in secondary school. For one, it actually is effective, since the most recent lesson has inspired me to jot down all my work and plan my time management schedule well, so that at least, I won't be clueless as to what lessons are happening in school.

Anyways, I think my class has a weak immune system, as everyone is falling sick by the minute. There's migraine, vomiting, fever and even food poisoning in a span of just 1 week. Get well soon everyone! We must all go to the movie marathon in school next week, and then must be super on about Naeem's open house. Haha;)

I think that from today onwards, whenever I write articles, I'm going to sign off wth "Asyraf K", instead of using my full name, because it just seems a whole lot more professional looking this way. Plus, it sounds way cool-er, and makes me feel like an important person. Haha, the bells of narcissism has rung!