If every oppertunity was a plum;

I would have the juciest and best plum pie by now.

Im going to make good use of it.

DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE

Today all 14 of us IT club + friends invaded Cathay to watch Alice in wonderland. Ahma, if you are lurking somewhere, out there, floating around in cyberspace, this post goes out to you. Thank you for organising this trip! NEXT TIME YOU WILL COME. Although I must admit I really shouldent get so stressed over the details of getting to and fro from here to there. I can never be a tour guide. Potential Travel companions beware. You now know that I get anxious when we are not on time. XD Ah well. Live and learn.

And speaking of learning, did you know that most of Alice in wonderland (the original Lewis Carrol poems, not the movie!) was based on revolutionary math equations during the time it was written? The Cheshire cat is based on a general math formula, because he points you in a general direction, but he never gives you a straight answer.From wikipedia, "the March Hare, the Mad Hatter, and the Dormouse give several examples in which the semantic value of a sentence A is not the same value of the converse of A (for example, "Why, you might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"); in logic and mathematics, this is discussing an inverse relationship." when translated to english, means that something can equal the fraction of something else, and is basically substitution. If you still didn't understand that, then you need to go read your Amath textbook again. I certainly had to.

Sigh. I miss you guys. Next we should go and invade the zoo or something. Or perhaps go watch "how to train your dragon" in 3D. Anyone up for another movieday?

MISADVENTURES OF THE FIREY KIND

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I went to the night safari to take photos.

I came back with photos of almost-naked tribal dudes breathing fire.

Eat your heart out, nadiyah.

FORMALWEAR

Today, I was dragged off by my mother to buy court shoes for the upcoming pre-university seminar in June (very kiasu, I know). I require such a pair of shoes because I have to wear a blazer. After much whining and wandering around, my mother discovers that I really cannot fit my freakishly large and square feet into women's court shoes, and we end up buying a men's pair that suspiciously look like Michael Jackson's.This amuses me greatly. These flexible and rather expensive leather shoes are now sitting in my cupboard, awaiting the fateful week in June where I am going to clomp around in them all over NUS and look like a crazy spinster. Or so my mother says.

The next step is to demonstrate to my mother how any attempts to put make-up on me will end with my face looking like the Joker.

Why so serious, batman?

NEVER GIVE UP

IM GOING TO LOSE WEIGHT EVEN IF IT KILLS ME. GOOOO-

Eh. Okay, maybe not to the extent of not eating and taking strange and dangerous pills, but I need to try nether less. Lest I get put in the heavyweight girl's sparring and sat on by a real muscle-bound sparrer. Fat vs muscle is never a good sign. There. Motivation. Now I need to get my rear in gear and get it done.

In other news:
Monday is now officially dying day. It is the day I run in the morning, have PE and end at 5. Wondrous timetable joy.

This week is Milestone assessment week. I think I will survive. Just.

I have started on serious self-defense in taekwondo! I can now armlock a person and throw him to the ground. Fun, eh? Its less fun on the receiving end, though. Oh well. But no pain, no gain.

I dont really have much to say anymore, except that I'm kind of tired these days. I wonder why? although blogging does get some of thoughts in order and indulges my new, incredible urge to write proper english. I think I will try to blog properly from now on, and write about something besides myself. Yes, that would be a good project to start on. Then I can collate all my useless information in one place as well. Hmm.

In that great spirit of motivation, I shall put my favourite quote of the day here:
"Life is a series of interruptions interrupted by interruptions."

I think that pretty much sums up life , eh?

Exercise

What I have done in the past week:

Run 2.4 (or rather, hobbled along.);
walked 3.6 km for cross country;
ran another 1.2 today and played captain's ball,
walked 3km x2 for my dog's evening walks;
and finally, ran up and down stairs to get things/move things/call people.


Yet, I cannot lose weight, and have to go for some weight management thing tomorrow.

Sigh.