i need to try and control my dearest sis.
she asked me to help her check her ebloggy when i came online just now. her syf is tmr, and she posted a short entry, in high hopes that her major crush would leave a note for her. and when i checked her ebloggy for her, TADA the note from her crush was there. twice in two entries in two days. she was crazily happy and grabbing my arm tightly. ARGH. pain lei dearest. but pretty glad that her crush gave her that essential strength of support and encouragement for her last and final choir SYF this year. she's been whining loads about being sec4, last year in choir and as such, she'll miss her friends. yea i get what she feels, just like when i was back in sec 4. the times back in rg.. sigh. the good old times. with PSB, with the class. and a particular someone. thinking about the good old times all of us shared. dont ask me why, but she just appeared in one of my random thoughts today. maybe cuz i was looking at sec 4 class photos? plus, joycez mentioned her the other day in her blog. guess all of us still miss her loads. haii.

anyways.
today marks the start of major mugging!
did plenty of biz law todays. whee. shall aim to finish it by tmr. then maybe start on MA on wed? dunno when im gonna slot in finance though.
and im meeting huiru on thurs for movie in the afternoon! something to look forward to during the course of this week. or else i wont know how to make it past this week man. and then, for next week, look forward to sakae buffet after finance paper, which is DUH the last paper on friday! and then, liberation! :)
cant wait, simply cant wait.
i like making biz law notes, reminds me of j2 when i was making chem notes.
a pile of pens on my right, and drawing block right in front of me. one major chapter per drawing block page. COOOL aint it?
hahaha. and i miss the times when i used to draw.

when i was heading to rachs place for tuition on sunday, i saw two familar faces. two art seniors who used to teach us drawing at boon lay art centre. ms tan and .. another tall lanky geeky guy. dont think anyone reading would know who im talking about.. yea. unless you're eunice, kahyin or siyin.. but i doubt they read it. ALMOST walked up to them to say hi, but i think they wont remember me, cuz the last time i was there as an art student was when i was in sec 3. the year before i quit to concentrate on Olevels. and i dint go back to art class after that. quite a waste, yea. and i do miss the times we spent working on watercolour paintings, oil and acrylic paintings, pencil sketches.. the times we criticise each other over the paintings, help each other queue in line to wait for grading from mr yap, help each other look for scenery when we do outdoor painting, and share our resources, resultting in us bringing less materials. the times when eunice's mum used to buy us snacks and food while we paint outdoors. the innocent carefree times when i allowed my hands to paint a picture of what i wanted and thought life would be, the scenery that showed me serene and peace, the fun and jostling activities festivals and streets using watercolour paintins, and trying to emulate the seniors by creating cracks and creases on the acrylic and oil paintings.
gosh. i miss painting. and i still have my artwork at home. together with my materials, brushes, board and paper. but i think the materials cant be used anymore.
now i always pass by boon lay art centre on bus 99 on sunday mornings when i go for tuition, and i always crane my neck, to see if the doors are open. and i think if they are still split according to western art A/B, intermediate and so forth. and i think if i were there, what would i be now. and how my level of painting would be. i can still remember, when we were in sec 2/3, me and a few others were made junior leaders, and we were so proud of ourselves, leading the group in the boon lay art song whenever we go outdoor for class. i wonder if they still do it now. i remember, though we were always stressed by the final year exams that determined our yearly promotion, we still manage to scrape past it every year, with an occasional trophy or two if we were lucky enough. i wonder if they still do that.
all the childhood memories coming back to me now..