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Bonjour! Ca va? Ca va bien!

It just feels weird to suddenly type after such a long hiatus from the keyboard.

Do reprimand me for stating the obvious after so long, 4 weeks to be exact, but a man's gotta say what he's gotta say it : It's finally schooling time. The long mundane brain-tickling sessions we all endearingly term it as lectures and tutorials are back. Six months of working had, hopefully not, sapped away every memory of calculus from my brain, if there's any to begin with. As usual my engine's slowly revving up, leaving me far behind the likes of Alvin, Yilin, Yihui and, GASP, Jiawei. Horror horror horror! Jiawei's finally got his act together, and i hope you are not doing the equivalent of a 100 metre sprint in this 23km half marathon. Glad for you man keep it up haha. Who knows watching you guys piah so hard i might actually get some inspiration and hit the books soon!

So far the funnest (or funniest if there is a word to term 'most-fun') lessons are the french lessons. Thankfully the teacher from Belgium mixes wit and humour into her classes - the very elements that are sorely missing from the lectures of Mechanical yawn Aerospace Engineering. Worse still are the foreign technicians for our lab classes with only one word to describe their teaching capabilities - Horrendously disastrous. Ok so that's 2 words. And somehow schooling just doesn't seem the same anymore.

Injured my big toe today while stepping out of the toilet and slipping on my left leg which caused my right leg to kick the curb that's always found on the base of the doors of toilets thus leaving me with a bruised toe which had after 1 hour or so began to have blood clotting in the region where the nail starts to grow out from the flesh. It was damn pain but the pain subsided after some twicthing and turning. Evil friends suggested we play pepsi cola 1-2-3. Obviously i gave them the most whimsical look i could muster. So instead we played basketball, which was a very forgettable event. My lungs couldn't work; my limbs failed me; i developed the air-ball syndrome; fell down a few times after charging straight into the smelly armpits of the opponents; and we got thrashed. The only thing positive i could squeeze out is that i worked my heart, which to date i can already imagine it's arteries to be clogged full of cholesterol.

Sorry dear for making you worry about me.

Speaking of evon, we haven't been spending much quality time recently. Working at the ultrasound department must be the worst thing that can happen to her during work. Hope your stint at TTSH will be coming to an end soon dear. Making me worry too with your aching back and all. We have both aged. Just feel like giving you a tight squeeze now dear.

Glad

I am glad.

Quiet friday

Did anyone else other than me noticed that today is actually Friday the 13th? My god, it has been a long time since i actually got tricked or kanna sabohed on this day. Where has all the lame jokes gone to?

That, my friend, is the price of growing up.

Wake me up when this semester ends.

Another new year, another new semester, another bold step forward to the ultimate goal of all these, on last count, 16 years of education. WHAT?! 16 years of mugging and what do we get but a miserable piece of document 'congratulating' us on getting a bachelor of engineering degree? Without honours some more. Oh well let's not be pessismistic - I shall not adopt this defeatist attitude and cave in to the brilliance of all those overseas scholars' competition. I shall strive for at least a second upper.

In the meantime, as all my buddies in school can attest, i am still in anything but school mood, even as I approach the end of the 2nd week of the semester. My engine, as i observed from my past semesters, doesn't really start until somewhere between the 6th and 7th week. Call it a deficiency on my part or whatever. A leopard doesn't change its spots.

Wake me up from my slumber.

Birdies

This post, as the title implies, shall be dedicated those feathery creatures whom without them the terms 'fried chicken wing' , ' kukujiao', 'cockanaden' and 'you piece of bird sh*t' would never had existed. Behold - the japanese birds!

Its a bird, its a plane, its superman! Er no its a bird.

A family of swans cruelly adorned with bulbs to satisfy some sick human minds.


Notice theres a bird in the picture and its not black.


All ready to jump.

Saved some bird lives.

There they go again. They must be depressed......

...........And the savior strikes back. They will thank me.

Some birds in yokohama.

A fleshy looking piece of meat is what i see here, not a cute little bird.

Once again the birds all lined up on a ship's anchor chain ready to jump ship.

The prologue to the mishap that is about to occur - thousands of birds drowning.

Don't be decieved by its droopy eyes and ears and its 4 paws - its actually a bird. And a silly looking one if i must add.
Uhm.... many birds.

I began licking my lips at the prospect of having duck noodle for lunch. (whats with the green head)
An ugly duckling whos about to have cute ducklings for lunch. Poor bastards.

Ducks preparing for a duck race to entertain the sick human mind.

No animals nor birds were harmed in the making of this post.

Belated

Happy new year people! And a merry xmas!!!