Packing

I think I am really laid back in this packing matter. As a matter of fact, all my friends have been laboriously cleaning and throwing things. I just give an example of one of my friends, whose name I dont want to reveal. Her room, which used to be a horrendous 'battle' piled up with books and toys and whatsoever, has miraculously turned up and down and turned around to become extremely so much cleaner now. This is for you to see the extent of my laziness and lack of energy. It's such a waste that I will have to throw all my notes away, in the DUST BIN, the worst place ever as I believe that my notes deserve to be located at a better place. They are really useful and can benefit others so much better than being obediently in the dustbin.
My room is totally a mess now yet i am immune to it, which is bad. Maybe I need someone to prick my stomach as a signal that my state of being lackadaisical should end here...

Bowling:)

I went bowling in Bukit Batok today after more than 3 months of enjoying the sedentary lifestyle, meaning no running, no swimming, no exercising in general. As I confessed earlier about my shocking waist measurement, I am quite happy that at least I have overcome my body inertia today though the activity did not exactly help to burn fat at the correct place which is waist. Instead, it is more likely that one of my arms will be more muscular than the other. But I am not going to measure how much bigger my right arm is compared to the left arm. I doubt if there is any fascination in doing that anyway. However, on the hindsight, bowling is an interesting sport about which players should have some tips before hand in order to play well or at least normally.
Firstly, you should know that wearing the borrowed bowling shoes doesnot spare you completely from sliding 'asthetically' on the lane. This is proved by my own experience that just at the moment I was so high at the apex of my excitement when releasing the heavy ball that I did not recognise that I had already stepped on the greasy ball lane, I slided and landed on the floor with a sickening thud. I don't think I will have to describe anymore as you should have already imagined a picture in your mind.Two words to describe the whole thing: utterly embarrassing. Secondly, always be patient, quick to look at the screen to be well informed about exactly when your turn is, but slow to throw the ball so as to have a greater control of the direction of the ball which might otherwise disobediently go astray down the 'drain' ( whatever it is called). Last but not least, stay cool at all times by being expressionless. You will look like you are an experienced one who needs concentration to strategise how to hit the pins hard and accurately. I can explain why I give this advice. I saw a man there. The grey ball which was the heavier one stayed firm in his hand wristed with a black wristlet. He appeared focused and professional with a stern feature on his face. To our admiration, he swung the ball as if it was nothing and released it. And the ball rolled diagonally, hit anything but the pins. Of course, this anti climax was unexpected. This explains further how gesture can lead to certain impressions. Still, we should not end up like the mentioned man. If so, two words to describe the situation are: totally hilarious. The earlier two tips will come into play to help you avoid not hitting anything. Therefore, all three factors are interlinked and cannot be separated.
Next time, if you go bowling, just give these tips a try. I bet it will help. Remember to stay cool like a cucumber.

Diarhoea :(

Today I was attacked by a malicious diarhoea. There is something I would say about this weird being. It does not bargain. It does not negotiate. It strikes and I was hit hard. Toilet #611 has immediately been registered as my favourite place with the highest frequency of visiting ever: every 10mins until my butt was too numb and stiff to stand up, as a result of spending too much time on the toilet ball. I prayed hard and was indeed delighted that the attack would spare me after the prayer, so I scurried around. But the moment I celebrated for successfully escaping the undesirable visit by drinking Browse milk and 2 bananas, IT visited me almost immediately. Serve me right. So what do you think I should do now? Take laxative?
Oh I'm sorry. of course not laxative. If you have any suggestion, please contact me at XYZ - diarhoea afflicted person. Faster, faster please. Amen

Today was a tough day that Geo and Bio were arranged on the same day. Yesterday everyone in the hostel was so stressed and by the two content-based subjects. I was of no exception. I am glad the 'd' day has been over and everything has settled into place quite sucessfully though my geo was not exactly that good. Still at least it was not 'wonderfully' done like my physics practical the other day. Jasmine told me that she had gradually become a mugger, a real mugger. Well I think I am of no better. Having exams as I am now is not healthy at all. My impression? We are being fed with ' dead mutton' ( tests and exams) that is going to poison me soon. Once the exam is over, I am going to... I dont know... maybe play with Dung and Jasmine, my two study partners ever. I like to hang out with them very much. They are such amazing friends and of similar size as me in terms of both width and height. I think I will have to exercise a lot as to my utter horror and shock, I discovered my stomach actually had exceeded unexpectedly MY standard measurement, which i think is rather reasonable to those who are horizontally challenged. Ok i've done for today. See you in the near future, diary.

The start of something new

Hello, this is my new blog. It's really nice,isn't it?