The Revival
This is The Revival of a totally unorganized and mismatched clutter of HTML code stuck together with copious amounts of spit that I shamelessly call a blog. Thank goodness for the non-tangible nature of the Net - if my blog was to be a concrete object in the real world, it would now be buried under a thick layer of dust, enforced by so many generations of cobwebs that a complete genealogical chart of cobwebs would span pages. Metaphorically speaking, of course. And while we intrepidly broach the borders of sense and venture further into the region of nonsensical blabbering, I might as well add that any attempt to approach my dust-covered blog would probably send my oversensitive immune system into overdrive and cause me to keel over from a massive asthma attack. It has been ages since my last entry, and that I attribute to my superb skills in procrastination - I have simply been too busy/too tired/living life beyond squinting at a computer screen and typing for other people's enjoyment/doing too many things at once until blogging totally slipped my mind. Pick whichever you prefer. My talent at dishing out as many excuses as you can muster questions or as fast as you can apportionate blame is flawless.Quite a lot of things have happened since my last entry in Blogland. For one, I am actually living now that the much dreaded Phase 1A finals are over. For another, I have returned home without any fear of being strangled by my parents now that the results of the finals have been published and that I have discovered to my greatest relief that I have passed the exams. I cannot exactly put a finger on why I had this irrational fear of the Phase 1A finals and the day the results were published on the Phase 1A noticeboard. Perhaps it is the fear of facing the unknown, for I had no prior experience sitting for the papers in real life. Perhaps I felt I slacked off too much before the exams, watching everyone breeze through revision while I wallowed through my notes and books like a prehistoric quadruped in a tar pit. But whatever the reason, I was thoroughly relieved when I passed - and even more suprised when I achieved results beyond what I had hoped for. Fluke, or no fluke? That is the Question. And for Questions that I do not have clear Answers to (like the one above), I simply shrug my shoulders and focus on what I have to do next. One down, four more to go. Phase 1B, here I come!
Moving away from the glum topic of exams which, rather distressingly, I bring up unfailingly in conversations and blog entries such as this one, it's been rather hectic since my return to the homeland. Hiromi's 6-day visit, outings with family and various activities with friends have taken up most of my time, so much so that my suitcases are still unpacked and lying in corners of my room, where they are trying their utmost best to become one with my room and blend into the background. It has been a couple of weeks, but a battered matte-black suitcase is still clearly outlined by parquet flooring and wood grain, but not due to lack of effort on the suitcase's part. Boxes, plastic bags and articles of clothing of indeterminate origin have been "placed" on top of it, so much so that the suitcase is gradually losing an outline as a suitcase and looking more and more like a pile of debris with every passing day. I guess I had better clear the place before it develops it's very own ecosystem and weather pattern. There have been ominous whispers of such incidents in plastic bags filled with sweaty clothes which were left unattended for a long time in dark corners. Looks like I have some spring-cleaning on my to-do list - and it's summer! Ah, what the heck...
P.S. - I'll post some pictures in my next entry, which hopefully, will be up in a couple of days!
P.P.S. - What happened to our CAS results? Only Dr. Stark knows.
P.P.P.S. - To Leong, Eric and Irwin : We should do something like that again sometime soon! It was damn fun! Hahaha!
posted by yong chen @ 7:13 PM
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