As They Take Their Leave

My real fear is that I'll slip back into the oblivion that I was mired in when I was 16 and 17.I pulled myself out of the rut and during my time in ITE found belief in myself again,thanks to the belief of others in me.

In that environment,there were also many catalysts that gave me focus,that simply gave me the will to try by their mere presence.There was ONE that did so many things for me,in so many ways.ONE that was my guiding light,whether they knew it,I don't know.

But I've got to stop living in the past.I've been dragging myself out of it,slowly.

But with it comes old dangers in a new environment.

I'm afraid that I'll slip back into nothingness.That I'll become meek,afraid of life.Like how I USED to be.

It seems foolish that I'm making myself sound so vunerable on such a public platform but I only do so cos I truly believe that all of us go through similar moments in our lives.

I am afraid that,without the familiarity of such a friendly environment that I was used to,I will slip through the cracks due to my own reluctance and fall short of my desired expectations.

The difference between now and when I was 16,I know where I want to go.Back then,when I was lost,I had no one to turn to and I had no idea about how I wanted to live my life.

Now,at least I do.

That still doesn't take away this fear that arises sometimes but it does keep me sane and reassure me that I'm far too busy to fall away just like that.

The guiding light of the past were there for a reason.I believe that God put them there cos he knew that I needed something to pick me up and get me going again.

Boy,He sure succeeded.But now,He's taken them away.Again,for a reason.

The fear does come sometimes and I do ask Him where the guiding lights disappeared to and contended that I needed them to continue to rise like I did in ITE.But He disagrees.

Cos I've had it in me to survive all along, that's why I say I won't be lost like I was.

Sorry for such a dramatic entry but I just had one of those moments about how scary life can be sometimes.

And in those times,we look around for things that kept us safe and smiling once,only to find that they've gone and we're left to fend for ourselves.


"I know that you're leaving.You must have your reasons.The season,is callin'.Your pictures, are falling down.


And it's happened once again.I'll turn to a friend,someone that understands.Sees thru the masterplan.

...

But everybody's gone,and I've been here for too long.To face this on my own.


Well I guess this is growing up."


Blink 182 - Dammit


Read the lyrics,I put it for a reason.It perfectly sums up what I just said.

Like I said;

Life gets scary every once in a while.And you start wondering who will actually stick around.

But that said,I'm sure I won't falter this time round.

Getting Down With The Sickness

Ugh,I really don't feel like going to school tomorrow.

Not that I don't want to,I do.

But I'm feeling very under the weather with various illnesses.

Ach,I was supposed to go and somehow get the accounting revision work stuff but I forgot.I gotta find it from somebody.I have to cos I skipped an accounting tutorial.

Mustn't make that a habit.

All this when revisons for mid-sems are underway too.

Totally not helping.

Not that I can count on anyone.I could but why bother others in the wonderful worlds,ya know what I mean?

I gotta deal with this myself.

If I'm not feeling well enough tomorrow,I'll drag my sick ass down to Starbucks and mug away.No point wasting time.

My only respite will come from Hollywood-land and the stories they spin,i.e.,the movies.

My life isn't boring but it could sure use a shot of excitement.

I mean,being quiet,low-key and dilligent isn't exactly fitting with my plans to be a globe-trkker.Except maybe for the dilligent part.

I gotta meet new people.Interesting people,that wanna meet new people as well.

Forget the old ones,that have forgotten about me.Embrace them if they return.Cherish the ones that choose to stay.

Remembered something I used to say loads...

"Te amo siempre"

And it still means something now.

Ich Bin Krank Und Mude (I'm Sick N Tired)

I had a thought while walking home after hanging with mates last night....

Humans are generally resillient people.But everyone needs somebody else sometimes.

Think about it.When you're at you're lowest.Who is it that you look for shelter in? When asked you usually name a bunch of people but I think that the number's even lesser.One person,or two maybe.

I wasn't surprised at who mine were.But I was surprised at how severe they really meant to me.
Other then your closest friends,you can be surprised how someone unrelated to you by blood can affect you so much.Even if they have no idea.Sometimes they say they do,but you know that they really don't have any idea.

Sometimes even you don't know,not till something happens and you realise they're the one that you need.

Yeah,that was what I was musing at 130am in the morning as I was walking thru the quiet streets on my way back home.

The interview went okay I guess.I could have done it better though.

There was this part where I had to fill up an aptitude test about TP.Can't say I know much about the school.So the questions were a downer but hopefully I fared well enough on the interview.

I had to face a panel of 5.I was a little daunted at first but then I told myself to pretend I was doing an acting excercise.Lame but hey,anything that gets me by,ya know?

I don't know when I'll get a callback.IF I get a callback...

I did a lot of studying on Saturday.Got all tired.

It got pretty bad on Sunday.Blocked nose,blocked ears cos of all the phlegm and now gastric.

Just marvelous.

Was supposed to continue studying but I was feeling really under the weather.

Doesn't set me up well for the start of the week that's for sure.

Tired on Saturday, sick on Sunday.

Not what I need.

Artistic Fuel

I got an absolutely lousy time slot for the interwiew.I gotta report at 8.30pm on Friday.

I gotta go to school.At night.Unbelievable...at least its not Saturday.

I need something new to occupy my life.

It's not a matter of filling up time.

I need to feel like I'm not just wasting my time away.That I'm doing something productive, something that gives me purpose in my life.

School's got me occupied in terms of time and effort for sure but not in terms of passion.

I need something new in my life.Or new activities.

More plays,more concerts,more movies,a class,a script...something of the like.

Jet's the next big mainstream act coming down for a live show.Don't think they're big enough for me to spend $95 bucks for a pass.

Reminds me,I'm still bitter about missing the Fall Out Boy concert.

Hamlet's play is running till the 27th.But I don't think it's a mega-production so I'll pass.

POTC 3 coming out this week.Maybe I'll watch it the following Monday.

In June;

Ocean's 13 coming out on the 7th.

Fantastic Four: Rise Of The Silver Surfer opens on the 14th.

Transformers flying in on the 28th.

It looks like that's what will be occupying me the next few weeks.

Rather shallow and hardly fulfilling my creative release needs but it'll have to do, unfortunately.

The tricky part is finding willing parties to keep me company. Willing parties who aren't short of cash.Though I am willing to treat if I can afford it.

=)

Gosh,I can't wait for Cross Disciplinary Classes to start next semester.

Introduction to French.

Bonjour ca va,madamoiselle! Parler Francais? Moi? Oui!

Michael Buble was asked this particular question in an interwiew,regarding his album.

"Love seems to be the thread that ties all these songs together.

Buble: Yes. We're all either madly in love, sloghtly in love, dreaming about love, recovering from love, reflecting on it, wondering where it is, where it went, when it's coming back and if it's coming back. We've all been there."

Michael dude,I can't believe how spot on you've got it.Brilliant.

=)

Doing Better Now

I had an essay exam today. The one where I had to write about the influence of music.

I don't think I fared too well.Ugh.

Very badly in fact.

Anyways,I have been feeling down about myself a lot of times and I gotta say thanks to all those who have given me words of encouragement or have just been there to let me vent.Even if just for a while.

Like I mentioned,I have an interview for the CCA PaceSetters.I don't know how I'm gonna do but I'm just gonna do it.I don't expect anything.But they must have seen enough in me to let me in to the next round.

I'm gonna do my OB tutorial later.And OB revisions as well.

I got 3 years and I don't know how I'm gonna do it but I'm gonna give it my best shot.Study for poly that is.

I'll be working alone most of the time.I'll only join up with others when necessary(projects,etc).

The others may do well.

But I remembered why I'm here.The whole ideal about a better life for myself.About Rome.

Yeah,Rome is back on track.

=)

I worked to get where I am.I was blessed to do well enough to get here now.Familar friends have gone and I'm left standing alone.It sucks,for real.But that's life and I can't be too sad about it.

It's okay cos it's just for 3 years.

Haha.No more Roswell Girl hangovers (I REALLY HOPE!).Ain't got time for it anyway.Haven't had 'em for a while so that's a good sign.

I'll be shallow and materialistic and pretend to be content with my European beach house and the latest McLaren Mecredes....

Lol.I wish...I really do.

But yeah,I'll stop being a pitiful bugger now and just work on my goals.

My goals.

For me,for that future yet-to-be-met special someone and also cos I can travel the world with my best friends.

Gonna go,Kramer's killing me on Seinfeld.He's hilarious.

Still can't believe I bombed on my essay.

Bollocks.

++ Thanks to friends who tell me to hang in there.I'm here too if you ever need a listening ear.

If you old friends,ever think about coming my way again,please do.I won't turn you away,cos I tried being bitter but that's not the kind of person that I am.I didn't like being that way.So don't think you can't talk to me anymore.

I Used To Believe

How I really wish I could run away.Take a breather.

Early on in ITE,I needed pick-me-ups to get me through.A day out with friends,a really good weekend,some really good news coming my way,stuff that made me smile stuff like that.But as it went on,I got so busy and so used to it that I didn't think about needing all that anymore.I numbed myself to it.

But now,things have slowed considerably and with a bit more space in my mind,I start to wonder about the pick-me-ups again and how I could really use one right now.

A booster shot,to tell me that I'm doing all right.That's what I mean when I say 'I wish I could run away'.

Ahh,after yesterday's show,I realised....

If anyone wanted to take me away for a moment,away from all the pressure.All they would need to do is to take me to a quiet place on a night with a clear sky,with a good spread of food and just having Michael Buble songs playing over the air.

Bliss.

I'm sure adapting to polytechnic or any new environment is hard for anyone and probably everyone.

I've had to deal with that and also I've had to tear myself away emotionally from a couple of things,places and people.

I'm fine flying solo.It's just that these other factors are making it harder for me.

I've even had to question a few of my ideals.I am,if nothing else,an IDEALISTIC FOOL,with my views on life and love.

My close friends know about me and Rome (my special place to visit with that special someone)

But recently,I said to myself,that it was useless in believing in that.

Dancing to Michael Buble's Dream A Little Dream Of Me on a moonlit beach(with that same person).Another fantasy I dismissed.

By the way,I haven't met that someone yet (probably).

I'm not so pessimistic now.But as of a few weeks ago,that's what I thought.

But I'm still negative.I still believe they are not gonna happen.Cos a couple of things have happened to make me not believe anymore.

Not like I used to.

I just don't think I'm that blessed.To even find that someone.Not that I desperately need one.

Some in today's society hook up cos they just need to.I'd rather not.I'd rather be alone if I don't find the right one.

Aside from the fact that this is the way I am,the way I think,feel,people may still ask why I think about such little insignificant things like dancing on the beach to a jazz song,thinking about going to Rome.

Cos these are the things that keep me sane in a crazy world.

Yeah,so all that's been in my head the past few weeks.On top of school.

I got into the 2nd round for PaceSetters.

Some small measure of comfort.

Interview round on Friday night.My first ever interview.

I need to be 'taken away'.Since I'm all by myself...

Just plug in Buble's Call Me Irresponsible and chill.

I'll do it myself.

Singing It The Way I Would Say It All

This weekend's was a bit of a downer till the closing hours.

It's not all happy-happy joy-joy either but my mood is slightly better now.

I was down about a lot of things.About everything.About nothing.I don't know.

It looks like I gotta walk from what I hold dear.Like I promised.

It looks like I gotta start bedding down and get to mugging cos midterms are 2 weeks away.

I gotta ignore my non-existent social life.

I don't know why I say I have a non-existent social life.I have friends.

I think I'm saying that cos when I was feeling down early in the weekend,I felt like I had no one to turn to.

I'm an ever ready listening ear.I guess,for once I needed some else to be that for me and couldn't really see anyone doing that.

Now,I don't expect every friend or person I know to be a listening ear.In fact,that would be too weird.Nobody opens themselves up to everybody.

About 7pm,I started studying and by the time I was done,I actually felt better about myself.
Now,who would have thought that? Studying,making me feel better.Hah,that's a new one.

Part of it was perhaps that I actually got stuff done this weekend and not just waste it away.Also holds me in good stead for the upcoming midterms.

At 11pm,I watched a Michael Buble special on TV.Highlights of his concert.

It totally made my night.

I think I can explain why I like his music so much.

My ideas on how love should be,he sings it.Just listening to the lyrics,I can identify with so many of them.

Look,my love life reflects none of that right now.Honestly,I don't think it's gonna be anything like that anytime soon.It's not reality but the songs reflect my ideas on how it should be.How love shoud be.

That's why I find Buble cool.

It lifted my spirits.I needn't use my eyes to look at the TV screen.I needn't look at Buble cos I don't fancy him the way some girls might anyway.Lol.

His voice and the words he sings.I just need to enjoy how much I agree with the words.He sings what I want to say.

And to you, go on,live your new life.

I'll be fine all on my own.Well,sometimes,maybe not.Sometimes,it'll get scary.But I'll survive.I'll have to.Maybe it'll get better in the future,if it doesn't then at least I'm thankful that you came a touched my life,when I needed it.

Even if it was just for a while.

I don't know what the future holds for me.But I pray that it'll be safe and wonderful for you.

=)

Doing Wrong To Do Right

Still up doing an online quiz.For class.

The only reason I'm doing it cos I still have not received bloody confirmation that I'm exempted from CSA (Computer Systems Applications); AOA in disguise.

It'd better come soon.All I need is that dumb letter.This module is no longer reflected in my online timetable and also my module records but I just that damn hardcopy,to ascertain my exemption.

Meanwhile,I've been skipping the lecture.Skipping tomorrow's tutorial as well.It's bad but it's for a soon-to-be redundant module so...

And I have to attend a feedback session with the CP.Which is fine by me but it's at 11am! I was planning to come at 2!

It's gonna take a short while so I will be stuck for 3 hours with nothing to do.

Absolute bugger!

Will probably be mugging.Not for 3 hours though.I'd be braindead by the time the next tutorial comes round at 3.

And today,after class,I did something that was so against my nature but at that time I forced myself to do it..it was nothing big,but as they say,actions speak louder than words.

I knew you were coming but I turned away.

You called out but I did not respond.I pretended to be on the phone.I wasn't.

I thought that if I ignored you,it would help me to forget you.

I try to forget cos I have to,cos you've obviously moved on.Not that there was anything there in the first place.

Basically,I have to move on from you.

It was a stupid move on my part but I'm sure,like so many of my actions in the past,it didn't not affect you at all.

I wonder if you even noticed what I tried to do.Probably not.

But if you did notice it today,then I'm telling you that it was cos I was trying to forget you.Still,it was no reason to act the way I did.

I'm not like that.It was against every fibre of my being.

It's just that slowly,from the past,you've been moving further and further away from me.Like you never needed me,like you used to.Guess you don't anymore.Or maybe you never did.

I used to lean on you,and I think you leaned on me too,a few times.That's what's friends do.

I don't know why I'm suddenly thinking about you again.I've had dreams about you.I didn't ask for them.

I'm also pushing you away cos I don't want to affect your wonderful world with my problem of not being able to forget you.

Is it the wrong thing to do? Tell me.Oh wait.You have no idea what you do to me,do you? Cos you're in your world and I'm in mine.Seperate.

I know this sounds contradicting but I'm still here,if you ever need me.Just like I promised that I always would be. And tell me,if I'm ever wrong,correct my mistakes.

I wonder if she'll read this.Maybe yes,maybe no.Either way,posting this was my way of letting it out.Monkey off my back,if you will.

Ain't got much going on in my life to distract me.I've got school and that's it.

Repercussions may come.Other readers may label me a wuss but close friends know that this is the way I am and I don't care what outsiders label me,only my close friends,cos they matter.

I don't wanna move on.I hate that I have to.

'I know you'll be better off without me when I'm gone.You know you're beautiful' - Ryan Cabrera "Shine On"

What Is To Love?

Kind of nice to to come home with no one else around.I could kind of chill out and just do my own thing instead of having to put up with a cacaphony of noise blaring out of the TV.

Midterms are a month away.Seems quite a while away but I think it would be better if I were to spread things out.

I've already been given topics that I can choose from for my exposition essay.Think I'm gonna do "The Influence Of Music".

=)

This form of writing is a bit tricky but I think I need to adjust to the style.The nauseating part is that we are going to have to do research on it.

2 other projects in the offing,yet to be announced but I'm bound to be swamped soon enough so I figure I had better start midterm revisions sooner rather than later.That said,I'll start with MacroEcons chapter 1 after this post.

Thank God the dreams stopped.They really weren't helping me forget.I know what they say about how these things are a part of the subconscious but c'mon,I know that the reality that I'm facing is very much different.

At first I didn't wanna say anything cos people may think that I'm boasting or whatever.But I'm not and it doesn't really matter if ither thing I am cos that's not my intention.

A couple of months back,during my last days in ITE,I entered an essay writing competition.I got the news from my teacher that I got 3rd place.

Not too bad,considering that I started 3 days before the deadline and completed the remaining 60% of it,starting only 5 hours before the dealine,submitting in 3 minutes before it passed.

3rd place ain't bad for a rush job.I think it comes with $80 too.I think 1st place gets $150.

Will receive it if I decide to go to the cert ceremony on the 29th.Probably will do so.Wonder who else is going though.

I have class till 1 tomorrow.

I was thinking about it and I realised that I have a non-existent social life.Hardly do anything that is worth shouting about.I know that I didn't have much even with the CCA taking up much of my time but I became so entrenched into it that I adapted,made it work and barely even noticed.

My now that I'm in poly,I realised that my life is pretty boring.It's not numbingly boring,it's just devoid of variety and excitement.

Definitely looking for people who can spice things up for/with me.

Taking a leaf out of an associated blog,I take on the subject matter of friends.

I can only confidently say that the mates back home are friends.And a few others from ITE. Which few I don't quite know,that's the whole point of what I'm trying to say.

I'm wondering about the rest.How many people who've managed to know me for a while consider me a friend?

And I mean a real friend.Not a friend by circumstance but look at me as a real friend.

The word 'friend' has been so tainted.Even someone you just met could be a friend.Wouldn't that be better termed as an acquiantance?

Who are my friends then? Not who I think they are but I'm just asking which ones look at me as one?

Don't get me started on love...today shotgun 'steads' spring up with too much ease.It baffles me how they happen.I've seen an example happen up close so I can talk about it.Thankfully,it's constricted to the public (unfortunately!) minority and mostly a generalisation rather than a commonplace truth.Most of the people I know and in relationships are in it for real and in it for the long run.

I don't really want to continue down the line of making a social commentary.Call me apathetic but I don't care.

I just am of the belief that the word 'love' is being used too freely and loosely. It's being said without much meaning behind it.It's being taken for granted.

I try not to use the 4 letter L word to express it when necessary.

FOR EXAMPLE,(just cos she used to be the 'main' subject)..I would say about Roswell Girl, instead of 'I love you' (cos I don't feel that I deserve the right to use such a sacred phrase cos we're not together,we never were); I would instead say....

"I adore you"

That's my point.

This may not make much sense.But I do try to make my point as clearly and succintly as possible.Whether it comes across clearly that would depend whether you the reader gets it.

And now I bid arrivederci as I go off to get ready for tomorrow's tutorial and start my midterm revisions.

Even if it is a month away.

I'll Pretend You Never Knocked On My Door

MSN has a video feed of Michael Buble in concert.Cool.Will watch when I have the time.

I found out last time that Michael Buble dedicated the leadoff single from his album,saying that the song was for his longtime girlfriend,actress Emily Blunt.

How sweet.To write a song for someone you like.Wish I could do something like that.Write a song.

Oh wait...

But whatever.It's a cold,cold me now.I'm gonna go,get in,be professional,do my job and then get out.

Do what I need to do to to qualify for university.Unfortunately,that includes a CCA.Not mandatory but definitely for my CV's sake.

"Just Friends",starring Ryan Reynolds is showing on cable now.Good movie.Funny,but a couple of lessons to learn for me.

I try to forget,cos I know that's what you would want me to do.

And I've always obliged you,so why should I stop now?

Even if my subconscious persistently won't leave me alone.

Cancelled Lessons

My school starts at 9 today but I skipped the lab lesson and also the 3 hour break that follows. My next and LAST lesson for the day is a lecture at 4 and it and at 6.

If I had known, I would have come at 4 today.

Now at Cyber Center,filling this in.

=(

Got news of my ezlink card.I have to go down to TransitLink to apply for it and subsequently,go down to the Student Affairs office to retrieve it.

Can't wait.Sick and tired of adult fare.

Be back tonight,maybe,maybe not.Session about to time out.

Cryptic Thoughts

Cert presentation ceremony will be on 29th May.It's a Tuesday.I'm supposed to be in school but can I take a leave of absence? Or will I be forced to 'take' an MC for it? Conniving ain't it?

On something totally unrelated,I can't get this out of my head.I got in from a French movie,Les Poupees Russes' or 'The Russian Dolls'.This scene where a French mom calls his son and his English roomate who picks up soon finds out that the French slang for university or college is la faculty,or actually'la fac'.I don't know if it is correct but that's the way it was in the movie.

La fac.

Haha.Yeah,it's pronounced the way you think it should be pronounced.

Whole slew of activities for the new CCA members and seniors.They should be occupado for a while.

I still haven't got my new ezlink card yet.Paying adult fare rates is an absolute bugger.I just put in $10 this morning and it was down to $5+ by the end of the night.

Moving on...

I was really unsure if I should blog out this next part.I'm going to try to be as ambiguous as possible but I think people might fancy a guess or two...

The dreams came 2 nights in a row.The first was a continous one.I know for sure what it was about but I can't remember the details.

The 2nd night,it was about me feeling down about the issue related in the 1st dream.

These dreams serve as a harsh reminder from my subconscious mind.

I'm still stuck on it.Even if I shouldn't be.What should I do? I have no idea.Do I try to suppress even if I feel it's the truth?

It's telling me that I'm still not over it.As much as I try to deny and lie,telling myself that I am over it.

That's as specific that I get.Hazard your guesses on what I just talked about. Some of you could probably guess by now.

To quote Frank Sinatra & now Buble, '....always on my mind.'

Up For A Part?

Erm, laptop's not at home so I'm doing this one from a cybercafe. Don't know if it'll turn out right cos the terminal I got is a bit screwy.

Lets see...

I missed tutorials on Thursday cos I got a bit under the weather.I could have still gone but I didn't feel up to it.So it was off to the doc in the morning.

I actually played soccer yesterday,after what must been ages since I last did.It felt nice to be back in a familiar environment.But the rustiness showed.I got beaten at the near post near post numerous times.Maybe I'll play again sometime soon.

I went back down to ITE on Thursday and I got wind of an open call audition for a short film.

I'm still wondering if I should go.

It's about NS and the struggles that come with it.They're looking for actors to play recruits,a platoon sargeant and a medical officer.I'm doubtful about auditioning cos of the physical aspect involved.I mean it is about National Service after all.

Oh btw,I hoped DJ liked the bag.Even if it was supposed to be another bag.At least it's Adidas right? Adidas rules!

I don't know if I loaded it right but this song for Michael Buble's album is my absolute fave right now....oh,wait,there are other gems in this new album as well,so I don't know.For real.

Dude's even got Whoopi Goldberg & Bono cameo-ing on his latest music vid.That has to count for something.

Well honestly I'm facing one of those times where I know what to blog about till I actually sit down in front on the screen to type.Then,I forget.It happens sometimes.

Laptop should be back soon.Hopefully tonight.

Will update soon.

-->> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPUJIbXN0WY <<--

Watch the vid!

Being Happy & Sad While Attempting Indifference

I was supposed to finish updating yesterday but my sis came along and got me out of the way.

Anyways I went down to HVM on Monday to get Fall Out Boy's Infinity On High & Michael Buble's Call Me Irresponsible.While I was there,they were blasting Timbaland's Shock Value over the system and I ended up getting that too.

Cost me a bomb.

Fall Out Boy's music has such good,enthusiastic energy.

Timbaland's CD is worth it cos of the sick beats he makes.

I'm still amazed that Michael Buble's been the man who got me hooked to an aspect of pop/jazz. It''s like he's 'one of the guys' but he also makes jazzpop easy to listen too.Great when I'm in a chillout mood.

Sunny,the ever ardent die-hard,went ahead to go and get Daft Punk's special edition CD/DVD set which cost him $41 bucks.More than 2 of my CDs,that.

Well I guess,when you're a fan,you're a fan....

He came across a saying I guess which many mey have heard before.

"Should I be happy that we're friends or sad cos that's all we'll ever be?"

Hmmm,I know mate,I know how you feel.

Rather significant for both of us.Both of us,but seperately of course.

Don't give up,mate keep going.

An online pal of mine heard of something quite similar too and we talked about it just a lil bit.

The whole internal debate I've been having about whether I should take up a CCA seems to have come to a resolution.

I think I have to.One that is 'light'.So I may still get a job.

And today a lecturer was speaking at great length about the PACESetters.About how they would be the poly's ambassadors at big events,ie,ushers.But also mixing with the VIPs when they are being held.

Grooming,eloquence will be taught to us.Membership is dependent on the passing of an interview,so it isn't exactly a given.

Personally,I need something 'light' and not as intense as the CCA in ITE.But the fact that I will be taught rather useful mannerisms that will serve me well in many a situation will be a definite plus.

Another factor is that SEAL points (aka CCA points) will be crucial to any scholarship application in the future and God knows I quite need them.

I've picked up the application form.I have till 11th May to submit.

I swear.I'm still hoping I don't make a big splash.Low profile,under the radar.The emphasis of my school life.

Today for example,after the last lecture ended,I bolted straight out of the school,stopping only to get my stuff in order.Granted,I was rushing to be somewhere else but this would have been an unimaginable scene back in my 2nd year of ITE.

Oh and lecture notes and textbooks cost an arm and a leg in poly.Bloody hell.