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Mot: means witty saying. Short for Mote (speck of dust), reverse of Tom (Cruise), which is in turn short for Tomato.

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Alan Cheng Chai Jun Yi JonK Nash Zee Breakfast! Snee Navjote We Spank Shirin Christine Shumin Jean Trixia Victor Kenny Liyana Jo Jun Sheng Ajit Shib Yam Alps Mike Aparna Sarah Stef Jasmine Shimin Reuben Ziing

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Monday, June 12, 2006
we live in the flicker

so tell me what ive been doing for the past week or so.
erm rmuning, slacking, slacking, slacking. which really pretty much sums up everything! given that i promised myself this would be the most productive june holidays ever, i think im gonna let myself down again. why do i have to do this? i can tell that if i dont buck up this time round my mom's gonna be very disappointed too. she's been talking abt me studying and stuff. but no i choose to sleep and watch tv and i dont get why the urgency aint sinking in. at all. argh i just feel like crap when i know i cldve accomplished so much more. there's this car ad on tv which talks abt time. and how we want it to stop and fly or whatever. yes time i need you to rewindd. i dont get why im losing grip and now i only see two weeks before me which is nothing compared to what i have to cram in. this is why i hate myself. and i feel extremely pressed in now. that sinking feeling in the chest. like. i. cant. breathe. my back's been giving me some problems so my left chest isnt exactly painlesss when i inhale. oh yeah that reminds me i feel guilty abt not exercising too. i dont cherish time enough. i dont know what the hell im doing. with. myself.

but you see i also promised myself i would rest. considering the first week was spent on sats and the second on rmun, i think im entitled to all the tv i want- no? well, not when everyone else seems to remind you about the looming cts. and watching The Scholar only motivates me and makes me wanna get off my lazy ass and do some serious stuff. but suffice to say i have no more excuses left. my cca life is officially over, save for a handover ceremony for mt, but other than that, rmun was it.

you know, muns always have me in hesitation the day before. i really feel like pulling out each time cuz i shrink to become this cowardly amoeba who wld rather have no face and form so he wldnt be recognized. but then i attend the mun and it changes my life, in some ways. and i need to thank so many pple this time round. thanks snee for giving me the chance to head press corps! it was my first mun post last year, and boy have i grown with it, what with hmun and all. it's seriously my passion in the mun and nothing can compare to it. there's smthing so underrated abt press corps i swear- and pple dont always appreciate the hardwork that goes into it. i mean seriously- our deadlines are impossible but we still achieve it. well all i have to say is it may not be as "intellectual" as some pple might put it (how snobbish of you, btw), but it has so much more in other respects. i needa thank the amazing team this year- hoho, jenny & yanci for being the bestest coeditors i cldve asked for. made my job so much easier. and the team this year was simply amazing. i hope they had as much fun as i did. well, since i was a hermit in comlab2 most of the time, i can only suppose everyone else had fun too, and i guess it was a really fulfilling experience for us organizers too. kudos to the functioning portions of the hissoc exco who pulled this off, and so many friends and classmates- amazing job! jean i will always rmbr the crisis video filming and you waiting for me and yousendit, huiting our ex-presscorps experience and this time you running around doing everything snee wasnt, lawrence for letting me know a different side of you and our av ventures, stef for being such a great coemcee! and navjote and cc and zhifeng and aysuria and shumin aiyah everybody lah. oh yes musnt forget mr kwok, our un chameleon. btw the longstanding rumour that i have a lookalike culminated in walter and i finally acknowledging that we bear some sort of resemblance to each other. btw i do believe that we all have a twin somewhere out there waiting for each of us, and this guy came the closest for me. haha. well rmun has taught me so so much, be it self taught or whatever. a pity i couldnt make it for d&d, but im sure it was great- everyone said so!

instead i spent time with my family at grandma's bday dinner! it was a modest keppel club chinese restaurant dinner- but it gave me time to settle down and i dunno recuperate? my shoes unceremoniously cracked on me (cc style) btw, so i had to dump it after doing an old man in peru limerick parody. which brings me to the point of needing new clothes and shoes and new everything. fine call me materialistic but as i was saying- i dont think ive a bad fashion sense, it's just that i dont have enough to mix and match around with. ah nvm. im not gonna be anything other than me. i dont wanna be.

it was more or less friends week also, with cc and alan for badminton and table tennis on monday, and cc pissing me off in many ways. but im not one to bear grudges so im gonna let go and forget. thanks to alan for the superman kfc buddy meal and shopping at big bookshop after that- haha, rediscovering the magic of big bookshop. i sorta idled my tuesday away and found myself lacking sleep over the rmun days. i think if there's one thing to be proud of rmun this year it's the fact that we sent the reporters feedback on their writing after editing. i enjoy helping pple on a learning curve i suppose.

saturday was the day i was pretty much looking forward to the whole hols i suppose. jonk's bday outing. we started off at plaza sing's mac's for breakfast at my suggestion. roamed around pretty much and trooped down to marina square for our x3 movie! nash and cc joined us and it was jolly good fun finally catching that movie which so many pple had spoilt for me. all i can say is mystique rawks and she's a kickass babe no matter human or mutant! in fact i felt for her the most- magneto betraying her and all. grrr. anyhow the whole movie was too short. wldve appreciated more action and the buildup wasnt there. phoenix was the best no doubt but when cyclops died i was like wthh and professor x too i mean you better give us a 4th installment esp after that teaser after the credits!!! and i want magneto and mystique to come back! and jean and scott and charles! ok basically all who died. oh i just cant believe it's over. maybe i just didnt want to watch it so it didnt have to end. it's gonna be a long wait now.

anw we went to a lot of places but pretty much accomplishing nothing but eating and slacking and talking i guess. stopped by the arcade where nash got trashed by the cheena bitch shion in kof11. ahahaha! i cant wait to play again! for dinner we settled for kenny rogers, and i got my chicken pot chicken pot chicken pot pie! ambience was pretty cool esp with the red lights and all. it was a fuzzy feeling i guess. the kind that you get when you know that for once time is on your side. even if just for one night. made our way to esplanade and passed my this weird harmonic whirlie performance. there was a cool live painting thing going on too...after the presents we went to mos burger but i felt so guilty i got a small piece of strawberry shortcake for jonk- and i really soaked in the few seconds for which we sand happy bday in whispers. it was so intimate and powerful, with just one flickering candle as our focus- as conrad wrote, "we live in the flicker". following which was a very heartfelt conversation which depth i felt couldve have been more consistent throughout our friendship- now that there's barely a few months of jc left it somehow seems, once more, a race against time, to know each other all over again, before we part our ways.

i dont know if there is such a thing as friendship that lasts forever. but i think im gonna try and find out. for now i needa sort out this abhorrent lifestyle that i am leading- sleeping for 3/4 of the day. and then i will bounce back, and gain the momentum i need, and the results that i deserve (while enjoying what's left of this holiday, i suppose). germany!

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