feels like ive not blogged for ages. and so im here once again to drone on about everything unimportant yet important to me. hardly anything really newsworthy has happened of late, save for the goddamn strikes, which saw me walking about 400 mins to and from sch over e span of a wk. i thought to myself, the very first morning when i walked in sub-zero temperatures, that i really needed more swear words in other languages to fully express my discontentment with the french. seriously, they need to wake up and open their eyes wide to see what's ailing their goddamn economy. all thanks to them, i nearly missed my eurostar to london. i got thru the custom gates 2 minutes before they closed. and i was panting like a mad dog and cldnt get any gifts at the waiting lounge as the train was about to leave when i entered the lounge. to D: paiseh leh! and thanks once again for hosting me. =)

u know they say a rolling stone gathers no moss? i feel as if e cogwheels in my brain are gathering moss by the second, even though they are turning madly everyday with the bounteous influx of info. sadly, not everything gets processed that ideally, especially for analysis and algebra, which really abase me. all i can say is that there isnt much btwn me and mathematical oblivion. the wkend trip to london revealed that im studying exactly the same type, and close to e same amount of math as a math major in 2nd yr of uni. *boggles at the thought* shldnt we be doing less math than a math major?? they ought to realise how uncongenial abstract math is to engineers, when we shld really be dabbling in something far more rooted in the practical. and talking about abstract, my crapping skills in philo have improved tremendously. now, at least when the prof parts the smoke in my work, theres far more substance masquerading as deep analysis lol. and hell, i even make less grammar mistakes than e french themselves, so kudos to myself for that hah. sadly, such a healthy report cld not be said for e rest of my work. i need smth to galvanise me into action. im still lolling and piddling away some afternoons, and nights even, so i really have to buck up.

and i dunno whats wrong with my knees, but my kneecaps feel as if they are slowly getting dislodged. i hardly do any strenuous sports now, and all the leg action i do, besides a fair amount of walking, is running like a mad dog at e last min to catch my train/bus, or climbing the stairs, so ive no idea why they're like that. and whats uncanny about this condition is that it harks back to my summer hols in spore when i went to a shopping centre to have some foot reflexology. it was really good, except that it was extremely painful and ticklish. and so there i was, reclined in this armchair, expecting a nice relaxing massage when the torture began. i think i wld very much have preferred the iron maiden treatment as opposed to the cracking of all my ten toes and some very rigorous knuckling-down of my soles. no, then again maybe not. because after the whole session, i felt as if ive danced ballet my whole life. my legs felt light, not that they were ever heavy... but anw, he did a whole rojak of feet-kneading and some other rubbing actions that made me scream and giggle like an idiot in the reflex. centre. everyone turned and looked at me, and i tried my best to smother my laughter and moans of pain. but it was in vain. i stretched out my arm to my cousin who was seated beside me and pleaded for mercy, and i squirmed and twisted from side to side in my armchair thru out the entire 1 1/2-hr session. and at the end, e masseur told me ive very weak knees. at that time, all I cld think of was: okay... owell, looks like his words have some truth in it.

e dec hols are approaching fast, and ive no concrete plans yet. sigh. is it too much to ask to be happy and tide thru xmas merrily like a ding dong bell? history sure repeats itself doesnt it? i nearly flew off the handle with a friend, as i cldnt understand where the reluctance came from. and oh, the chagrin of it all, the expectant waiting while the prices of tix soar happily into the stratosphere. i feel like a vicious meld of ebenezer scrooge and the grinch right now, and am ready to steal xmas away from those basking in warmth of their fam and frenz' company. grrh. and ive just received this magazine in my mail screaming 'Noël ensemble' and 'Joyeuses Fêtes'. KAAAPPUUII.

and well, since e tinsels and xmas trees and other cheesy decor are already up in sch (why do i only see either guys or fugly girls under those wretched mistletoes?), and people are swarming the shops to buy presents, it wldnt do to be such a spoilsport. and so, just as the year draws to a close, i wld like to share a song i particularly like. as e composer leonard cohen puts it so succinctly: an affirmation of life. 2007 has seen a fair load of shit. let's hope 2008 will be a less shitty year for everyone. =)