Wednesday, January 28, 2009.

ok this sunday marks the end of the 3-month long holiday, which means that life returns back to normal.

transition to normalcy isn't that difficult as it used to be for the past 10 years. it isn't ALL HOLIDAYS ---> ALL WORK, but a mix (transition), which makes the sudden process less sudden and abrupt (a good thing too lah).

anyway a filler post: taken from Facebook note. the facebook meme.

1. My favourite hawker food USED to be bak chor mee (with tons of vinegar) but after eating too much lousy bak chor mee (some with ter kwa), I got repulsed. So my favourite #1 hawker food is now a good nice bowl of Fish Soup. With milk.

2. I only started listening to Classical Music in late Sec 2 (credit goes to Ben Wee). It was sometime during EOYs I think, where I got exposed to a whole chunk of violin concertos (Tchaikovsky, Mendelssohn, Beethoven, Sibelius, Brahms, Glazunov, Paganini #1, Saint-Saëns and Shostakovich #1 - the entry work into Shostakovich!). Of course I don't listen to violin concertos much now.

3. Sorry to disappoint, but I don't understand Mozart at all. (Translated, it means that I don't like him.) Oh yeah, and the LARGE majority of Classical period composers.

4. I actually never liked English (especially Literature). Somehow or another, my English marks shot up at the start of Sec 3, and till today I still cannot explain why. Either OBS turned me into some weird machine who could actually speak proper English, or I read a lot of English while sleeping.

5. Liverpool FTW!

6. In relation to Point 4, I always felt that I was never good in Languages as compared to other subject groups (e.g. Math and the Sciences, Humanities). (Sadly for myself I actually have statistical evidence to back this claim up.) Despite lasting for 4 years, I cannot fully claim I am proficient in Japanese (although that's one of my life wishes - to be at least trilingual.)

7. I still do not know till today whether I am shy or not. Although I'm leaning towards the former. I'm not sure whether people know that, but I tend towards not talking when in a group of people (who are already talking) that I do not know that well. Yet when placed in a group of people who don't know each other well I somehow start conversations very quickly.

8. I have slight face-recognition problems. And slight name-recognition problems as well. Not that I wish to, but well.

9. I am surprisingly productive on the MRT (and slightly less so on the bus). I can finish a chapter of Campbell and Reece (did it once!), write a graded essay (got 18/20 I think, but with comments that my handwriting was horrible), do EOY practice papers, study scores etc.

10. I am a sucker for rules (honestly!). Even now I don't dare to eat in RI outside the canteen (despite me loudly claiming that I would try that one day), although I jaywalk.

11. I dream of one day where the air around me could be cold, yet still equally humid. For some strange reason I really want to live in a country where temperatures are constantly 14 - 23 degrees Celsius. And the occasional snow.

12. Most importantly, on that day my nose MUST be functional. Not the nose that blows itself up every single time I go to a temperate country. My nose is a great tissue-waster. I remember using up ONE WHOLE ROLL of toilet paper for one day.

13. Sometimes I do get pissed that I'm short, but I've learnt to accept it. Anyway isn't it cool that you don't need to bend down your head ever?

14. To me, anyone who has good handwriting is really lucky/talented. I ever tried changing that rubbishy handwriting of mine (that exact handwriting that got complaints from nearly every teacher that taught me ever since Pri 1), but obviously failed. Yet I actually CAN read my own handwriting (with great difficulty.)

15. I am not very confident when it comes to decisions. When mulling over a possible course of action, I can take forever and forever even if the answer is obvious. I double-check what 3 + 5 is using my fingers during exams.

16. I have had several weird responses to my nickname (Lumpy), of which the most memorable one is this certain (coughyouknowwhoyouarecough) guy who told me he had a reindeer also named Lumpy. Somehow I now own that reindeer. Another very weird one was in OBS, where an instructor there was also called Lumpy (I think).

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