I have three weeks' timetable filled to the brim. Haha. Nope just kidding, but I almost did. At least I won't be breaking cold sweat and having jelly legs when I think of my near-impossible-to-complete revision now.

Anyhow, went to school this morning for attendance taking then thereafter left college for mr tong's consultation. I'd done another piece for him to mark. Guess what, among the 12 questions I'd chosen one that set him questioning, "why did you choose this question?" And his reason was, "arts leh". And I merely replied that, "hmm I thought it was interesting lor." Lol. So the question goes, "A work of art can never be valued in financial terms. discuss." Yup true enough I got stuck halfway through the essay, just like how it went in the prelims. Seriously I'd given up by the 2nd para cos I know nuts about the topic but, oh well, I persevered through the entire length of the 3hr (yah double the time limit) trying to crap through and make it complete, with immeasurable endurance. The good thing is it would then become the best piece of GP essay I've ever written in my entire life, at 34/50 that's one mark to an A! Though I ain't fully deserving of the credit, prospect looks rather promising though=D and I'll try to hit at least a 35/50 within one half hours for the next.

Sometimes I just can't understand youths, like I'm not one. Sometimes they tend to get overly high, overly aroused.. other times they could even get overly mad by merely a stare, and then they will feel a need to give the freaking body of that belonging pair of eyeballs a good thrashing because apparently staring back couldn't acheive enough justice, like there's any justice to fight for in the first place. Sometimes they might just do with steam gushing from their ears. Other times they just tend to over react. Haha. That instant surge of anguish almost made me do something nasty to that fat bitch at the Han's cafe @NLB. Nevermind her colour. Anyway it's none of her business as to why a group of school boys is out of school at a time when they should not. All the more she shouldn't have done that if she got the stereotypical image of a loitering gang up there, which she most prolly had judging by that distressing look of hers. It'd have been a frightful day for her to recall if it wasn't an encounter with me, for I merely put it off as a joke among us.. long enough for that disgustingly fat ass to be out of my sight.

Beng cleverly suggested the uncanny coincidence of the fact that it's published as 'RJC Bull' could likely be implying an underlying matter of fact. HAHA. Hmm.. I think so too. You'll realise it after reading.