  gloomy i kind of almost did better than kenji at chemistry. by 1.5 marks. teehee. but no, i had to spell the compound (wrongly) as "nitrite" twice, and my mathematics standard is comparable to a panther's. so that sucks. ditto for physics: CC was half-laughing at eight marks given away to my incredible skill at mathematics, and MISTER KENN HAD THE GOOD SENSE TO GO AROUND THE CLASS HARPING OVER HOW I GOT THE EASIEST 2 MARKA QUESTION IN THE WHOLE PHYSICS PAPER WRONG.
ya thanks :| later i followed cc + malcolm + arthur + wenjun + brian to eat and stare at album after album of cards which have no particular value in my eyes.
i'm very, very curious, really. i have no idea why people waste so much of their money buying cards and then selling them at equally high amounts to get almost no nett gain (or a running loss, if you consider arthur -- about three booster packs, twice a week, $4.50 each). i was just pacing up and down outside the MRT station and dying either from passive smoking or from trying to walk away to avoid it each time a new puff came, my head spinning on an axis different from the earth's, and the rest of me was still stuck 30 years into the past.
yes.
and i'm almost sick and tired of people asking me to help them manage their steadies. i honestly have no idea, since i haven't reach that point in life where everything i write has a reference to being significantly sillier six months ago while not having eaten some magical tonic made of earthworm guts. (or, for the more direct people in the universe: "i am a real MAN / WOMAN / IDON'TREALLYKNOWBUTI'MSTILLRAGINGWITHHORMONESANYWAY !!!). hoorah for weirdness. goodnight. 
