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My left, congested nostril warns, “You’d better turn in early.” However, my right, clear nostril argues, “I can last a couple more minutes without sleep. Work’s paramount.”

Yes, I will be damned if I do not start on work immediately (even though I am kindly blessed with a long weekend).

So before I begin figuring out Microsoft Excel all over again, I have decided to take some time off, just like what a concerned friend of mine had advised me to. After all, there’s always tomorrow. Today was far too long a day. (11 SOLID hours spent in school!)

To begin, allow me to wish my wonderful, crazy, awfully honest, hazardously-in-love with Kelly Clarkson mate, Jeremy Tan, a jolly birthday. Yeeharhhh partner! 18 years of existence. You oughta celebrate! (Cheers to being legal enough to drive in Malaysia.)

Got to mention plenty of wild events that have been happening for the past months. Recently, my friend and I were nearly victims of monkey rage. Yeah, you got me right. That chimp was far from jovial. Weeks before, I was caught in the thick of the Youth Olympic Games. Cheering, mobbing, and all of those sorts… Downtown. Yes. We were proud to be loud.

Apart from being a true blue noisemaker, I have adopted a new hairdo not too long ago. Turns out that I am in one of those transformation phases where I decide to lop off half the length of my hair. The hair I painfully grew out since Secondary Three, just so I could attend prom the following year with a nice perm. Gone were the days.

That was not the end of it. Isabel, my half-sister (we look similar even though we are not related by blood), cut her hair on the same day I did. I must admit my new hair length was inspired by her. Had the sudden urge to trim all those excess length off. Like I have been telling others, “Time for a change.”

Not long after my new hairdo sprouted on my head, school begun. I swore every shred of fun was squeezed out of me. It was definitely time to get serious… Fast. After all, close to half a year of merrymaking (we had almost half a year off after our O Levels before Polytechnic begun proper), including the NPP, sure got me laughing. Now, the official start of school was no laughing matter. A week later, I was shivering like a hairless Chihuahua in an unfamiliar place in a lecture theatre.

I should have been catching the gist of the lecture. Instead, I was catching a flu.

Fever stuck me for the next day. I recovered by the third. This morning, I felt it creeping up on me. Thankfully enough, it was all but a mild warning. Should I forcefully push myself when I am still recovering, I will probably end up in a sorry state all over again.

For now, I will temporarily bid baggy sweaters, gym pants and warm breath. It never did me any good.

Back to work!

This blog has been inactive for nearly a month. Where was I? You are about to find out right… now.

To kick off breathing life into this soon-to-be-dated blog, let’s start with something recent:

I am sipping on hot chocolate while I have my standing fan on speed 2, blowing wind directly at my face. Yes, I am actually savouring a hot beverage on this sweltering day. I am clearly not thinking straight.

Though frankly speaking, who can ever resist hot chocolate?

I spent 14 hours out and about yesterday. Attended my third Youth Olympic Games (YOG) assignment. My first two were street roves. You heard me right. I was randomly exclaiming, stomping, cheering and dramatically running downtown for an entire weekend (two weeks ago). Yesterday, I street roved (again) and made plenty of noise at a concert. To emphasis, PLENTY of noise.

A week ago, I was down at Ngee Ann Polytechnic squeezing life out of my lungs. What was I doing? Facilitating a bunch of students for my faculty’s orientation camp. Hello BAOC! (Business and Accountancy Orientation Convention). I was a proud member of Ghetto Rap, to which we owned an extraordinary signature clap. At the end of the camp, I walked away glad, knowing that the Best Student Coordinator for Ghetto Rap deserved the title, as well as achieved, for an enthusiastic group and successful performance.

Recently, I have received my Ngee Ann Polytechnic student card through snail mail. Felt utterly relieved. No more hassle in loaning books from the library! YAY!

I begin school tomorrow. Officially. How time flies.

My laptop can pose as a major distraction. Thanks to my lappy, Milk, I have forgone reading four novels I have loaned from the National Library. As such, the novels lie scattered, around non-strategic locations about my house (not at places where seeing it would haunt me into reading them).

This question bugs me. Should I or should I not retain my notes from the modules I sat for during my Preparatory Programme? (As I speak, the notes are tucked into a folder, slotted among folders on my shelf.)

My feet cannot breathe in my 2 months old ballet pumps. Apparently, my sweat refuses to regulate appropriately and now, I am stuck with stinky feet at the end of the day (after wearing those pumps).

I am beginning to wonder why are flies are shedding its wings on my bed. Curses!

I have to admit that playing  Burnout Legends turned out to relieve stress… Effectively. Go road rage! (I do not support real-life road rage. Let’s be clear on that.)

If you have not met Blobby… It is (high) time you should! Blobby is the mascot for CAN!, which stands for Create Action Now! CAN! is a festival initiated by 18 undergraduates who share one mission: getting youths hyped for the YOG in 2010. For more information as to how you can be caught in the thick of fun, either as a participant, organiser or volunteer, jump by http://www.singapore2010.sg/can.

I owe it to the humidity to attract an unwanted pest in my bedroom. Pest, be gone!

Alright, I shall put an end to all this rant and begin swatting away those pesky flies…