righto. here i am blogging at 3am on new year's eve. with only 21 more hours to go before the stroke of midnight, and when a new year'll be ushered in.

newsflash: I AM NOT READY!

thanks to warcraft, which has insiduously hooked me about two weeks ago, my planned last minute dash for holiday homework has failed. i KNOW there's not enough time. since i'll be out the rest of today after i awake, and i'll be out getting my new ipodmini/zenmicro (leaning towards the former) on saturday. and, and. and. there's pleasantville this saturday night too! which we never got to finish watching even after 3 or more visits to the LT. oh well. and oceans11 (best.heist.movie.ever.) damnit.

and that's not the only thing. all my late night sleeping which has crazily pushed the boundaries of sane living has ensured that for the first week at least, i will be some kinda zombie shuffling around school even though there are about a thousand hormonally charged and rowdy teenagers running about this strange new compound that i must spend next year in. and about half of them would have never even seen the opposite sex before. now we know why there's so much slutfesting going on.

omg.

talking about this strange new compound, i must say how silly the whole moving ceremony was. i felt like one of mao's red army on the long march, in some "grand" procession whereby we couldn't take any traffic lights at all even though it'd be much faster. the train ride was a huge letdown and a bore. well, being raffles, we need publicity stunts like such. and the whole "ri students flanking the road" thing was kinda cheesy and.. retarded. i felt so embarassed to be passing by so many people just staring. if i were a celebrity it would be granted, but i'm not. just not used to it. and the silly party poppers and noise makers and stuff. this is not a little kiddo's birthday party! (the RPA members on the train platform were a hoot, though.)

and what d'you know? our classroom is not on the first, nor the second, nor the third or the fourth or the fifth or the sixth but on the SEVENTH floor. and RIGHT at the END of the corridor. "seventh heaven", indeed. wah lao, i feel like i'm being sequestered from the rest of the school. furthermore, now that we're j2s all our classes are in the same room. which makes for.. pretty boring cos you don't roam around the school anymore and bump into your friends or your eyecandies or your crushes... and thankfully your enemies. luck of the draw, i guess. luckily we're not the only class stranded on the highest level. there's A03B to share in the misery of climbing up to a secluded corner and being isolated for a few hours...

... and the joy of the breeze and natural aircon of a higher floor. i guess it's good since we're all not going to get airconditioning. and the view's pretty good too, you can see everywhere. and it's near to ri too which makes for a good hasty retreat. HML!!!

ah well. i think the LTs are pretty swell, along with the aircon gym and the adjacent space next to the library which is supposed to house a cafe. didn't get to see the performing theatre though. canteen looks a bit off, don't know why they split it so awkwardly into 2 splitlevels. and somehow even though there are 14 stores now everything still looks as shitty. and the library is VERY off, after thinking about it. there's just too much empty space on its first floor. all that space wasted. for some circle-of-power-lord-of-the-rings shit right smack in the middle, with a round of chairs.

admittedly, i only went for the moving ceremony for 3Ts. train, tour, and timetable. the first was a real letdown, the second was ok, since some parts of the school are really cool but some are really shitty. it's so massive, compared to the smallness of the old campus. the third part was quite good actually. aside from the fact that some teachers are still the same (HAHA YOU CAN'T FAULT ME HERE EVEN IF YOU'RE READING SINCE I DIDN'T SPECIFY WHICH) and that we're always in the same room, no more travelling fun.. it's pretty cool. 4,4,1,2,4 respectively. and actually friday ends at 12, just that there's 3 freaking hours before litS.

ooh. and i just realised there's econs every.single.day. well, there's english everyday too.. so. =)

i'm rather happy to be leaving mt sinai. although i'll miss the cozy feeling where you could always bump into someone you wanted to see (totally gone now) and i'll miss the long walk to school from the mrt station which always felt like a journey for some reason. i'll miss the man with his little 3 year old kid playing the guitar at the underpass. i'll miss LT2.5, i'll miss speaker's corner which had some great memories of sixireon and drama rehearsals. i'll miss climbing over the gate.

i won't miss the lack of places to hide. i won't miss the fucking smelly, gross and dirty toilets. i won't miss the sucky LT tables (omg i will never forget the one in LT4 that i always avoid) i won't miss the shitty concourse. i won't miss terminator's airconparadise. i won't miss the crappy hall. i won't miss the gloom. and i DEFINITELY won't miss the lousy feeling i get every morning when i step into school. oh yeah, i won't miss the extra distance that needs to be walked to the front gate when the side gate is locked.

lynette wrote on her blog sometime ago that the new campus made you think of far horizons, and all that stuff. and i think it's pretty true. the vastness of it all seems reflective of how huge the world is, and all the broad prospects that one can think of. pretty fitting, seeing that it'll be our last year of structured schooling. i guess the familiarity of "homegroundturf" is comforting as well. something that i've been used to for 4 years. so what if we breathe in dead people everyday.. technically wherever you are you breathe in dead people anyway.

wow. that was a pretty long entry.

YAY NEXT YEAR GOT LOTS OF NEW HOT PEOPLE TO LOOK AT WOOWOOWOO. AND J8 IS DAAAAAAAAAMN HUGE NOW.

okay. after all that talking, i've suddenly run out of things to say. actually not. now that i'm done talking about school, let's talk about the year in general. i'd say 2004 was a good year where i tried and experimented with many new things, with pretty favourable results. and i got to know some really cool people. but there were many mistakes made too, and i guess at least i can say i've learnt more about human nature and about myself. yup. caught up with old friends. friendships made and friendships lost, some resolved and redeemed and restarted. others.. can they be regained? -shrugs- all i can say is, it takes two hands to clap and everyone is a willing, guilty party. in most other respects, 2004 was a horrible year.

right. gosh, i spent over an hour typing this. now there's only 20 more hours. to end off - 2004, year of the failures. 2005, year of success. here's looking forward to it. (now that was a simple enough resolution, wasn't it?)

since this is most probably my last time blogging this year, and the next time i'll see you guys is when the new year comes.... have a happy new year, everyone!

quixoticka eulogized @ 2:58:00 am