Comparing today to other days though, today wasn't a good day. I got rained on, was late for tuition and probably failed my first econs test. To top it all off, the house next door just began some kind of refurbishing project, and left puddles of water all over the place. And the mosquitoes got busy. Lol. When I say busy I mean REALLY busy. So now my house is infested with those six-legged vamps.

I swear every time my fan turns to face the other direction I get 2 more new mosquito bites.

You know why? Because I have no dream. Well I probably did, but you know, reality gets in the way and steps on it like it's a pile'o dirt. Then it goes ahead and spits in the debris and mixes it around some more with the sole of its gigantic intangible shoe smearing it on the floor, unrecognisable. Sadded. I'd compare being dreamless to having perhaps lost a limb, or worse, FERTILITY hahahaha. Yeah but I feel disabled. Then people say, "in time dood, in time." and I say, if I'll figure out my dream in time, then aren't I just surrendering to fate and just letting the river of life take me wherever?

Guess that's too bad if I even know where I want to be. Suxorz. Maybe I'm just being too picky huh. Expectations, expectations. Just like everyone else, I want to go back to when I was still that no0b in the picture posted earlier, so I don't waste my life points wondering around. Seriously, I'm quite convinced that there's this invisible "life gauge" thing floating above our heads and every time you make a decision a little portion of that life gauge disappears. Then when you finally run out of chances, you die.

Oh man took me ages to *ahem* you know, get this song. Hahaaaa.

Makes it so much nicer to listen to. Though my maths work is still sitting on my table, undone. Listen and enjoy peeps, cos this is all I got for you guys today haha.

Haha remember last year's Speechday there were so many freakin' photographers it looked like there was suddenly an extra UG contingent. Srsly man an ARMY of photographers for last year's speechday hahahaaa.

If you could put all your emotions in a bottle, what colour do you think it would be today? To me I think nostalgia would sorta look like a bottle of colourful immiscible liquids swishing about. While on a normal day the emotions in my bottle would be homogeneously coloured. Cos when nostalgia hits, it's like feeling everything you've ever felt for the entire time you're in that familiar place, or doing that familiar thing. And each emotion stands by itself and expresses itself as it's own vivid colour in my bottle of nostalgia hahaaaa. It's so weird. It's like drinking a bottle of Pepsi, apple juice, yoghurt and half boiled egg all together, but you taste it all in isolation. Whoa strange impossible analogy.

Anyway, took photos for chinese drama night tonight. (when else would it be? In the day?!!) Need to restock my photos after the recent loss of my portfolio. This time I'll be burning my photos into DVDs.

It's strange how you meet friends who know your friends from your secondary school in JC, and how your friends in secondary school meet friends you know in their JC. It's very strange. I thought about it, and it's more likely that the above happens to you than otherwise.

Now, they expect you to be young adults, yet ironically, they still treat you like you haven't learned how to spell your own name.

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AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY PORTFOLIO. IT'S GONEEEEEEEEEEE GGOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEEE GOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNEEEE. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

So is it okay to cry over spilled milk? I realise it's just not human to not feel immensely irritated and agitated over the loss of several years of work. Is it not human nature to cry when they feel sad? So it is okay to cry over spilled milk, but it's just not constructive. All I can do now is take more photos and be good at it. Saddddd. I feel like cracking my lappy open and pulling my pictures out of the hard disk one by one. And my dad's too cheap to get me a hard disk. I can tell by the way he keeps talking me out of buying things I know I need. This is the last straw, I'm getting my stuff myself.

I hate my laptop I hate it I hate it I hate it.

oh shizz. I don't know what to say. I mean, you people are just wayyy too awesome. Love the new bag doods. I mean I REAALLY love it. I'm gonna sounds like I'm shooting myself in the foot here, but honestly, even without the bag, a day out with a bunch of friends I got to know after four years having the MOST WICKED AWESOME TIME OF MY LIFE WITH THE GREATEST BUNCH OF FRIENDS A GUY COULD EVER ASK FOR is the best give I could ever want.

Ziyad's right when he says that guys don't hug enough. I forgot how to respond to a hug. I think there're areas in my head that enable common human responses that are now either dead, or overwritten with other less normal reactions. Hahaaa. Too much AEP.

I swear this is the first time ever I've had such a great birthday on my actual birthday. Well the first time I can remember at least. I was probably more blissful when I was an ignorant snotty brat. But now I'm seventeen HAHAAHAHA. Yeahhhh...

I think as I grow older I start to feel more childish, because there're more things that you're expected to do, and some things that you're NOT expected to do. But I do them anyway. I want to grow up and still have fun doing it.

I wonder if ghosts exist. I doubt it. Show me!

Seems like these past few days I've been posting very dreary looking pictures. Lol. COINCIDENCE? Maybe, probably not. I just want more views, huh. (yes plss do me a favour and clicky click.)

Urghhhh because of what dear Victoria taught me I'm so hesitant in taking up new commitments. Yeaaahh just a liiiittle bit afraid to take a bite out of more than I can chew. Not using my journal as much as I hoped, but I'll manage.

Whoo I'm tired. Y'know what the best part is? I haven't done anything constructive yet.

If you can't tell, that's me drawing a middle finger and then that's BY breaking it. HAHAHAHA.

That's me drawing a pregnant dude.

THIS IS QUINN'S DOING. OMG DISTURBED.

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I know, I'm exhausted too.

And it's time to make like a phoenix and pick myself up, and perform better than I have ever performed before. "resilience", my shirt says. Sounds so much easier than it actually is. It's just like wake-boarding. It's funny to see people crash and burn, but then it's your turn it's no laughing matter anymore. Or maybe that's just me. Paranoia, paranoia.

I'm losing it! My nice clean room is becoming a dump again. And here I am still staring at this stupid computer screen. We should all keep our short term goals in sight, lest we lose our way. Short term achievable goals - lets go! ENTHUSIASM FADINGGG. I need some sleep maybe. Haha. Keep the fire burning people. Remember zeh f*cking phoenix hahahaha. Like a swarm of annoying fruitflies that follow you around no matter how much you try to shoo them away.

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I've been asked many times why I still tuck in my shirt hahaha. I've also been asked why I'm wearing the girl's PE pants. Let me justify myself by saying that there's no "girls'" or "guys'" PE shorts, but small sized and large sized shorts, and there's no real MEDIUM sized shorts. So I bought both large sized and small sized shorts, hoping that if I wear both pairs equally frequently people won't have the above impression of me.

Have you ever tried to erase something you wrote in pencil on a nice flat sheet of paper, so that you could copy everything in ink later neatly, then you accidentally crumple the whole sheet of paper and then you feel sad hahahaha. Awww. I do that a lot.

Is this good enough to pitch to zeh class?! Lol.

Yeah I'm pretty bored... Woke up early to day to go to school to find that I only need to reach school at 1pm. Now my mom is going to bring me to a specialist to have a look at my foot. Must have been something because when I hurt it I almost passed out. Well I did pass out, but for 2 seconds.

Then again there shouldn't be something wrong since I went wake boarding yesterday and succeded in about 4 tries? Loool. Enjoy zeh pic! (click to enlarge.)

AHHHHHH GAY SONG! (I LIKE IT?!)

Anyone care to share how TRUE ELATION ++ ECSTASY feels like?

I can't walk normally or my whole body will hurt like hell. So now it's like I'm walking like I have no bones. Training for napfa is nuts.

Anyway in other news, I made a trip down to woodleigh park near my house last Sunday to take pictures of the sunrise, and then went down to Quinn's place later in the afternoon to do a little work, and then on to Bedok Reservoir to snap some shots of the sunset, which didn't really happen since the clouds were being such fatarses. But we all got some pretty decent nature shots - i.e. trees, plants etc etc. And not forgetting to mention people pictures which I uploaded to facebook. Lol.

Seriously now I have three places to upload pics and I'm not sure where to put what, but I think I'll just feature all nice pictures on my blog, while pictures that lean more towards the artsy fartsy kind would be on flickr, while people pictures would be on facebook. So here goes noth!

mmmmm delicious leaves.

mmMMMmm leaf.

lens cap still on = photographer fail! Haha first step to success! NO WORRIES!

Pro liao... The face of my rival - Quinn

Aspiring photographer - Bing Yu

Haha just got scolded for something I didn't do. Woo hoo. Another day in the life of Damien! T'sokay, t'sokay, as my house tee writes, RESILIENCE like zeh fcking phoenix, man.

Wooots I get to borrow a camera over the weekend again! I'm gg back to Woodleigh to take nicer pictures of bees. Yummy busy bees that I want to shoot.

I think I just flunked my first physics lecture test though. Sadded. Though I'm quite sure I did pretty well for my mathematics yay! Mathematics FTW!

Zeh photographer - NO GUTS, NO GLORY!

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NO SWEAT?: Benjamin

Haha this is from "THE ONE 2010". The only decent photo in the whole bunch of pictures I took. SOAB.

For Quinn: Civics Tutor Mrs Wang and her one year old kid.

It's OVER. I'm guessing you know why...

This is not how you make friends: Left - Yong Ping, Right - Stella. Or... Right - Yong Ping, Left - Stella?

Uhhh. JUST IN CASEEEEEEEE my CT rep actually visits this page, let me just say I'm sorry if I pissed you off in any way. What I wrote the previous post was biased beyond belief (though i really did feel that way). It's a POV thing you know. Also clicky clicky the pictures so I get more views on flickr! Hahahahaha!

My mom keeps yelling at me like I've been on the computer the whole day. I HAVEN'T. Well not really anyway.

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Oh noooo. I'm losing my positive willpower! Optimism... FADING! AGHHH! Need Milo. Actually I can't really tell if I'm really tired, or really unhappy, or really tired and unhappy. So maybe I'll just go to sleep first and get back to you in a couple of hours.

Ugh this morning something happened that almost made me flip. Like a switch. A very angry switch. Like, "CLICK-KAPOW!" But I didn't, because if I did, you probably wouldn't be able to find NYJ anymore. Then again it was probably my fault. All I really did was tell them (uhhhhh apparently the exco of class I'm not even sure if that exists at all actually) that I'd rather opt out of the "march baby" b'dae bash. And the supposed CT rep came up to me and said, "Huuahaha look at me I'm the CT rep and I say you should let us throw you a b'dae bash so I can take credit for it and people will like me more for helping the disabled/borderline autistic i.e. you! SO I'm going to have to have a word with you later." Okay that wasn't what she said but it was somewhere along those lines. I hope I've aggravated any of my civics class people enough in the para to maybe indicate that you're reading my blog. And maybe that you are outraged that I put words in your mouth that you might not have spoken, and disappointed that I think that way. I understand how you feel (maybe) and I don't take my words back!

What ticked me off was the part where she said, "I'm going to have a word with you later." There was this very dramatic scene in my head where I spit in her face and stormed off, but that never happened because the tutor was sitting right in front of us so I smiled as nicely as I could manage and walked off. Probably looked like a rock smiling at her because rocks don't smile too well.

Also I've already covered my first event for photog, and already I'm starting to feel a little bit uneasy with the teacher-in-charge of the CCA. She seems waaaayyyy to nice just for the sake of being good to newbies. And I'm hesitant to take up photography her photography assignments. On the one hand, A levels is no where near at this point in time, and I probably should do my best to fill up that blank portfolio of mine, but on the other hand I seem to recall being in a similar situation just two years back. To make things worse, this guy called William in photosoc is so much more high profile than I am right now, if I don't do anything, I'm going to sink into the background of the CCA, and there goes my exco pos in photosoc.

I'm scared. Shizz. Planning planning planning planning planning.

I'm so tired too.

Yeah as you can see from the first couple of paras the "friends in class" thing ain't going too well hahaha. My brain isn't wired to be sociable. I remember flaring up at some classmates during PE. It was just a little but it's obvious to them now that perhaps I'm a little to temperamental for my own good. I never remembered making friends to be such a pain in the arse. I'm so tempted to say, "I hate people." now but I'm quite sure that's not true. I hope.

To top it all off, my foot hasn't fully recovered yet, and shows no sign of recovering any further. Despite being able to run again, my foot still hurts at certain angles. I'm going to see the doctor this weekend if I can find the time. I've got a bad feeling about this injury. Something tells me I shouldn't be running around if my foot is still pwned.

Yeah this week wasn't such a good week. So far. Well you can't have a good week if you've haven't had a bad one. Things are looking up! Though I'm still waiting for face-plant Fanny and jackhammer Jane to shut their pie holes, and for god's sake wear a paper bag to school. HAHA that gives me an idea of what to get you for your b'dae. See I'm being very vague for the sake of my good friends. Of course I've got certain people in my head. BUT I doubt these people read my blog. So if you're here and you're reading this, don't feel bad because it's probably not you. And laugh, because if you feel good, tag and I'll feel good too. Note to Friends from VS: You guys are definitely still my sole pillar of support. Keep tagging so I know you're still there. It took a long 4 years to make friends like you guys. Aww man i'm tearing. Sorry emotional moment... Okay done. That was new.

BIG BOYS TEAR TOO. YEHHH WE TEAR PHONEBOOKS!

BAD HABITS are like small rubber balls. You see, they're easy to pick up, but hard to kick. For me anyways. I'm like pajiao. Or however you say it. Small rubber balls hahaha.

Today I gestured both my ring fingers at a classmate for no real reason except for the fact that she needed my attention. From her reaction I deduce that people laugh nervously when they do not know any appropriate way to respond. Yeah.

Since the day I started official lessons I've already ran home to take my homework about 3 times already during curriculum time lololol during the break. Haha so it's sort of a win win situation, like I get to train for endurance running each time I forget my homework. And the fact that I don't really enjoy running gives me the incentive of remembering to bring my work to school everyday.

Gonna be srsly slammed for saying this but, after living in co-ed for a month and a half, I have to say that my gender preference is starting to sway. Not that I'm gay or anything. Okay the previous couple of sentences didn't sound right. What I meant to say was, I'm still "undecided". Oh man I feel gay now. Wtf making it worse. Okay lets just say I'm "gender-blind" now. Parents always told me that my cootie vision will go away as I grow up, but seems to be i'm seeing more than cooties now.

Okay now go ahead and slam my tagboard woot! Publicity stunt.

Oh no my overdue PI!

I don't understand how people can be unexcited about PE lesson. They take longer than 20 minutes to start playing anything. WTF. Maybe I've just been in Victoria for too long. Everyone's always been excited about PE!

ALSO: UNCLE FOO ON FLICKR!

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