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    a plethora of thoughts
    Monday, January 23, 2006 (7:09 PM)

    and that equates to a mess of things i'm going to post here. today, while having a snack at the arts canteen, i overheard an african-american lookalike and an american lookalike arguing about blacks and whites for some reason. but it wasn't a violent argument, more like a funny argument although i didn't really cared to follow the details of the conversation. but it was nice seeing that we are all the same race hanging out together. the human race. the race of peace.

    when i reached home, opened the mailbox, i shivered for a moment when i thought i saw the letter from the japanese cultural society. jlpt1 results. then i wondered why i shivered since i already expected to fail. furthermore, the results aren't due out till march.

    well, jamx was yesterday and things went awfully wrong particularly due to our inexperience. we didn't do the soundcheck well and didn't make full use of the 10 minutes given to us in the afternoon. we just went up, went over it once, took note of the sound imbalance and went off. we didn't bother to make sure of the settings and adjust. we just thought having a rough idea on where to tune is fine and it turned out otherwise. we were hitting different chords somewhere in the middle and i was dead sure someone hit the wrong chord for the introduction but can't figure out who. that's not so important now. i was really disappointed with the performance because our jamming sessions went so much better. despite a poor performance, it was an invaluable experience. the worse thing that night? i was attacked by bird droppings on the way to the train station. but that wasn't the worst. the worst thing was when one of the judges came almost 2 hours late. i'm not going to say who. those who knows, knows. how big is singapore? and it wasn't even raining already by the time of the scheduled starting time. still had the cheek to walk in slowly, big smile. didn't even bother to apologise for coming late. how is a judge able to judge competitors on professionalism when he himself showed no sign of professionalism? it doesn't matter that i know i can't get in anyway but he should've respected the event even if it's organised by students.

    i had wanted to do some poses on the way guys pee but i'm kinda lazy to do it. i had seen some really interesting poses when guys use the urinal. i mean looking at them from the back of course. i wonder if those particular poses help them pee better. i shall do it some day. i promise.