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I ought to apologize for my long absence. I'm sorry. There. This comes once in a while, sorta periodically [no... not period you moron], when yours truly simply run out of time and energy to stay glued to the screen just to write a journal entry [Read: Extreme Fatigue]. Somehow, my attention span seems to get shorter with the passing of each second. Maybe I should have gotten more sleep. There're simply too many things to do, or rather, I can't handle what others can. I don't see why there's a need to be depressed, though the gothic look of this site gives that sort of impressions, it's just a matter of stress and fatigue. Everyday, I would hope for an extended period of time where there's virtually nothing much better to do than to indulge in the myriad of bustling activities going on in slumberland. There ought to be some seams in this hectic schedule of mine to squeeze in extra resting sessions.

You should have noticed the degeneration of my linguistic skills by now.

Let's talk about...

ThinkQuest 1999. To be[satisfied] or not to be, that is definitely not the question to ask now. To me, the journey hasn't quite ended yet. The entry's submitted for judging. It should score well in all aspects(content, design, layout, educational value, et cetera) but there is still a possibility that it won't enter the finals. I guess I'd said in the earlier entries, that while other people progress geometrically, I plodded on like a snail. Unbelivable but true, there're lots more entries out there which are way better than my entry. Pray for me. To help out physically other than spiritually, kindly visit the website now, peruse the contents, scrutinize the intricacies(shame on me) of the design, participate in the forums and sign the guestbook under the about section. To those who find disappointment in my entry, I'm sorry I've let you down. Got to admit the design isn't really what I'm capable of churning. Blatantly speaking, I've sacrificed some designs for the benefit of highlighting the contents. Will anyone ever notice that? Nah... the design just isn't what I'm capable of doing.

Teachers' Day 1999. Fair enough, my secondary school teachers remembered who I am. Mrs Yeong remembered me as the big blob who defied her advice to study till the very last minute and skipped the A Math papers, not forgetting the one and only who stays in front of the computer everyday. Come to think of it, I owe her a million apologies. I should have juggled my time more efficiently. She asked me a very thought-provoking question, "Did you learn how to play any ball game finally?". I am the ball, Mrs Yeong. I'm kidding.

Generally speaking, it was a pretty cold and stale atmosphere. Somehow I just regretted visiting them. I'm not worth their rememberance. The soccer game salvaged the situation, really. I finally got to play my first soccer match this year. Thanks for the encouragement guys... especially Siaoz. Sorry to pose as a hinderance to your access to the soccer ball. ;) To match up, I lost my almighty school uniform for the first time. I'd apparently left it along the sidewalk while I changed into my t-shirt. Fatigue's gotten into me. I've to get a new school badge on Thursday. Sigh.

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Nothing special happened today. I stayed overnight in my aunt's house to help her finish processing her documents. I guess I should go now. Got a math book to finish. (Yes, I am the nerd who borrowed two math books from the library today...)

Food of the Day
Fried Bee Hoon.

Colour of the Day
Dull Black