Panthera Sapiens Ellipsis: The Blog

Even with the exams all over, it seems I can find loads of stuff to procrastinate about. Like my imminent moving-out, for example. Everybody's asking me where I'm going to end up when my hostel stay finally expires on the 26th of December, and so far I can't think of much apart from maybe Jogger's place or the Gorillas'. But either place has not enough empty space to stuff one and a half year's worth of pack-ratting, so I'm going to have to clear out the room before I even start thinking about that: but here's the rub. My room has lots of stuff that I want to keep but can't think of any reason for keeping, like my string collection or my bugs or the dust bunnies under my bed. (Just kidding about the dust bunnies.) And besides, I've got enough small change scattered over my table to metal-plate my entire room. No kidding about that one: I used to keep the coins as poker chips, but now nobody plays poker anymore so the coins are gathering. And gath

Holidays, it turns out, are surprisingly boring. Apart from the luxury of rolling around one's bed all day, there really isn't very much to do when one is without computer or radio or other devices of entertainment. Which, you see, is why I'm putting up two posts in the same week. Well, actually it's because yesterday's post seems, on reflection, to be rather full of Niche. Wrapping up that little tale, he's gone back and I'll probably never see him again, or his hamsters. He left behind a little note, finally acknowledging his inability to change any aspect of my behaviour through guilt or nagging, and stating that I'm simply extraordinary. I would send him back a similar note, except that I've never tried to use guilt or nagging on him. (Incidentally, I'm probably immune to both these forms of manipulation by now, since I've already gone through lots of both.) Anyway, I pass now to happier topics. Well, relatively happier anyway. I think it

The A-levels is all over. Completely done and gone. I'm totally, completely free--it's not the first time, but it's enjoyable anyway. The last time I was like this was after the SPM, and at that time I wasn't really all that free because I had loads of stuff to go through. Not this time. I'm free. So far I've had several people asking me when I'm going down to So Hour or Patience, and so far my answers have always been along the line of maybe or sometime later. Right now I just want to get myself back into order before I slide too far. I bought a nice 1GB pendrive from Low Duck the other day, and so far I've got several hundred MB of music in it. I would have put MSN Messenger into it, but it wasn't available; and FF3 is yet to be obtained from Chronicles if he hasn't deleted it yet. After all, he's finished it; and only now do I have sufficient time to even get through it. Well, we'll see. After all, I've got the rest of my life to p

I have an addiction. It's not a very big one, but it's an addiction all the same, and it's growing by the day. I'm quite well-supplied with what I need, at the moment, since I have loads of sources to get it from, but all the same it's starting to cost me a good deal, since it's fairly rare where I am and it costs a bit more than commoner things. Not to mention that it's probably going to be very unhealthy in the long run, and besides it's not exactly the kind of thing one is supposed to keep on taking. (Of course if I had my way, I'd be guzzling it like crazy and I'd want a direct pipeline to the motherlode, but I'm not having my own way at the moment.) It's even worse than when I got stuck on fried onion (I still love it, by the way, especially with oyster sauce and vinegar on porridge). Ah yes, the latest love of my life is peanut butter. Creamy peanut butter. It's one of the best things since sliced bread (which really isn't v

The comp lab has just managed to irritate me yet again by blocking another random thread on my Bleach forum. It's no use how I try, I can't view it because apparently there's a banned word on it. Don't ask me what that word is, because I haven't any idea. The comp lab hasn't yet told us what words aren't allowed on the Net. But by the grace of God, I haven't yet accidentally put together that word on this blog or else I'd lose yet another of my only joys of life at the moment. But, obviously, the comp lab staff don't like us spending time online. I have no idea why... but banning that thread especially galls me because I'm IN IT. I've been posting in that thread, and now that it's suddenly gone, my fellow forumers in there are probably going to be left hanging for a bit until they decide I've left or died or something. It's annoying! It's very annoying! If they HAVE to set rules, at least please please set those rules out

Chem 6 was three hours ago (that's how long it's taken me to get this page up; GMail hasn't even loaded yet). It wasn't too bad, although everybody else looked a bit dazed when they came out. I think the last two days of frantic cramming did help somewhat; I was worried about having to memorise pages and pages of reactions and colours, especially of transition elements--God must really dislike black-and-white because He came up with at least sisteen different colours and oxidation states PER ELEMENT--but anyway, I didn't memorise the colours. Not a single one, because my Chem lecturer always says not to memorise the impossible. And guess what? Not a single one came out. Nothing about colours, except about a manganese ion that I was quite familiar with (it being involved in one of the more important reactions in the syllabus). God must have been being nice the day the questions were being set. ...anyway, I can relax now. It's all smooth sailing from here on: I

I just went through more stress in an hour than I've gone through for the past week. Let nobody fool you, Physics is tough! I have no idea why they made it only last one hour, though: all the other subjects' Paper 4 last one hour and fifteen minutes each... or something like that, anyway. I'm not too sure, my sense of time has gone off whack since I don't have classes to regulate myself by anymore. Naturally, I'm in the process of gleefully handing back all my knowledge to my lecturer. I have to fill up on phase equilibria and transition chemistry by Friday, after all, and I can't do that while saturated with one year's worth of formulae and principles. I shall regale you now with the boringness (that's not a proper word, but I find it adequate) of my hostel life for the past week. Because, honestly, I have begun to wish for something more to do than wake up late, eat, and study. And watch anime every night (Gawk Hour and his roommate have an unlimited s

I forgot to mention this in my previous post, and I did try to rectify it yesterday; but the comp lab was being difficult and refused to let me get into Blogger. Today it's being nicer. The reason I'm in school at all, actually, is because Serene wanted some Physics tuition, plus she wanted somebody to test her newly-brewed herbal tea on. And apparently, since I both live near school and am better at Physics than she is, I turned out to be a perfect candidate. (The tea was pretty good, even if she did obsess about its being too sweet.) As it turned out, not much studying got done because she tends to fall asleep in air-conditioned environments, like the library; and she gets distracted by the clothing of everybody nearby. (She admitted as much during lunch.) As a result, the only studying actually done was for half an hour in the library (before she fell asleep) and for an hour or so after lunch (when the canteen was deserted and so nobody was around for her to play Fashion Pol