Entry 22

Date: 24|03|09
Entry: 22
Time: 1943hrs



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Well, for once I'm giving the ACTUAL start time that I'll be writing this so you guys can see exactly, what time I do these. Firstly, Today was kinda rush. I'm suddenly back into a depressed state and I feel more or less, sadder. Ive got 38 days by my calculations, but 64 in actual fact. If you want you guys can check out the countdown time on my profile, and I hope I don't ruin your mood with this entry. Its been 40 days and 21 FaceBlog posts since the first time I started publishing. I hope, from all the readers and comments, to keep on writing these entries until the end of the year. Chances are people may exploit them, blackmail me and such, but then again, what have I not said on here? In that knowledge,let us begin.

Today was tiresome. I don't know what is was, or why I was so damn stressed, but I just was. I felt tipsy, my mind was just in a really flurry. Couldn't think. Couldn't even keep awake. I was like a vegetable, The only thing I could think of was an apple for some reason. I just kept thinking, 'Aaapppleee....' I'm serious. It was weird. Well, beside's that. Some teachers that I know are like making really weird comments about me. For example. One teacher came up to me and said, "Hi Howard, You okay? You look really stressed out." To which I replied, "Yeah I'm fine." Then he said, "You sure? You don't look very good." I then replied, "It's okay sir, I'm fine." Admittedly, I am sick. My throat is not its best, nor is my voice. I really need my meds but unfortunately... they are at HOME. Another reason why coming to boarding was a bad idea, my supply of resources is cut and I do not have access to most of my usual amenities and supplies. For example, my meds are in my medicine cabinet at home. How convenient for me, with my ailments to have my medicine far from me. Contrary to popular belief, I am not stressed out, though I am depressed. In addition, I believe I mentioned in a previous entry. Where is it now... Ahh here it is.

I am not emo, merely depressed.
I am not untidy, just unable to clean up.
I am neurotic to the point that weekends are my only escape.
I now hate the numbers 2 and 3. I also hate the letter D.
The name Lee Kong Chian is offensive to me.
I am not, I repeat, not an Indonesian.
I am not a scholar, officer, nor a gentleman.
I do not believe that the best is yet to be.
I do believe that the best is yet to come in 38 days or 10 weeks.

I do indeed believe in the above list, and it still applies to me. No matter what.

I am further confused about what is happening on Saturday. Decorations for Open Mic, Crystal, contact please. After all, you're the one in charge! Speaking of Open mic, I have no blooming idea when it is. And also, on the topic of events. Feria De Abril. A flamenco (no not flamingo) concert is coming soon. For those who wish to buy tickets, $25 a pop, please contact me. You will not regret it I promise. I've been for the past two Feria's and they were awesome. And if you're wondering why I would go for it, well, lets just say that someone I know performs in it. But seriously, Flamenco is really awesome to watch, the music is awesome, though I can't say much about the food provided. But it will be held at Chijmes so I guess food isn't an issue, noting all the restaurants around the area (HOGSBREATH FTW). For more details on Feria please contact me, either call me after 3:00pm or send me a PM/email. Feria is well worth the cost, trust me.

I guess my mind is starting to fail again, sorry but unfortunately this is as far as I can write about.

Hitz out, God bless.

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