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Birthday Memoirs

It just seems like yesterday that I was 9. Yet knowing that I am already 19 sobers me to the fact that I am getting older as the days go by. It does, to some extent, feel like I am ageing. Indeed, it does feel like a short period of time when I celebrated my 9th year in the world at 2 Angklong Lane, the condo which I grew up in, and the place where all my childhood memories are.
I feel considerably lucky and blessed to have people who I can call true friends. My classmates are a fantastic bunch of people who have made me treasure the true meaning of friendship, and still keep in constant contact even though Graduation Night was some 6 months back. These people helped me to grow as a person, and perhaps even taught me how to be a better individual. They are the people that you can talk to when you have problems, especially the person who I called at 10.30pm on a melancholic January night the day before results were released, and I was facing some personal problems of my own, and needed someone to confide to. Friends are something you cannot do without with. Even if you have a family around you, without friends, the world feels meaningless and somewhat boring.
Then I have my family. My family that supported me through all my years of academic pursuit, encouraged me to pursue what I wanted to pursue, helped me through thick and thin, when crisis arose, and most importantly, emotional support when me as an individual felt useless after pulling out from the 24km Route March due to an ankle injury, and was subsequently unable to participate in the POP. Without them, I would not be the person I am today.
It has been a rather memorable birthday for me. I spent most of my birthday outfield in Marsiling, getting wet, dirty and smelly. I suppose entering the army is a brand new experience for this birthday boy :D Digging 2 shell scrapes in 2 days (for my friend, mind you..) wasn’t exactly my definition of fun, but this was cancelled out by the many best wishes that was sent to me via facebook and sms, and for that, I thank you guys much! I also received the acceptance letter for my NTU sociology application, which added to this “memorableness”.
This day has ended as quickly as it came, and I await, in anticipation, for this day next year. I just hope I don’t have to spend it outfield :D

hope-dashed-hope-dashed

in all my 9 plus years as a Ferrari supporter, I have never witnessed such a Grand Prix like this, a suitable end to the race calendar, albeit a little disappointing. It was worth my while to watch this race

surely the start promised this, with 2 minutes to start, the race was postponed for 10 minutes due to rain. some background has to be provided here. Hamilton was on 94 points compared to Massa's 87. So for Massa to win the championship he had to be 1st and hope that Hamilton didnt get a position higher than 6th. This is how it works.

Hamilton (if 6th) 94+3
Massa (if 1st) 87+10

Hamilton: Massa
97:97 (Massa wins on more number of track wins)

The resulting 68 laps or so were nothing interesting, although it warmed by heart to see that Massa was first, and Hamilton was like 20 seconds behind, but still 5th. Everything changed in the 69th lap. Kubica in 16th, went mad and interferred with the battle between Vettel and Hamilton for 5th spot. In the ensuing chaos, it seemed that Hamilton reaped the benefit, however a split second later, Kubica's interference actually hindered Hamilton and Vettel moved from 6th to 5th which means:

Hamilton (if 6th) 94+3
Massa (if 1st) 87+10
Massa wins with 5 Grand Prix victories to Hamilton's 4

2 laps left, Hamilton incapable of closing gap. It actually seemed as if Massa had the title. And here I was watching the race, an avid Ferrari supporter, seeing the 2007 season repeat itself all over again. Massa leading from start to finish, Hamilton screwing up.....................

Then Hamiton got real damned lucky. Timo Glock's car running on 4th ran out of gas, which means when Hamilton got to the line he was 5th, just enough to take the Championship. And here were the Brazillians, thinking that Massa had pulled off the ultimate miracle, the Massa family jumping for joy. Hopes dashed.

Although Massa ma have failed due to some fluke of Hamilton's, it was evident that it was an emotional moment for both the drivers. I still hate Hamilton because of that Singapore Grand Prix, and I still dont think he deserved it.

Final result
Hamilton 94+4 (98 pts)
Massa 87+10(97 pts)

So close yet so far, you could see the disappointment and the silence of the crowd. But man, that 30 seconds of madness wwas so miraculous. Yet the miracle was dashed when Glock's Toyota stalled.

I now hate Toyota.

it's rather amazing.. 2 black swallows just flew into my brother's toilet.. dont know how they do that.. but they are the cutest things i have ever seen :P *awwww..

they are really really really cute!! the only problem is the hunter cat in the house lying somewhere in ambush *arghs! we tried letting them fly away but they just clinged on and refused to let go.. so i suppose they are our pets for the night at least..

pictures soon to follow!

christabel - heart-shaped box. says:
*oh dear. i nearly mistyped the "h" in huck with a "f"

hmm.. a sign of things to come...

:)

080808!

very slack day.. and of course.. a day where we remember the amount of brainwash.. erm I mean.. contributions, that our Minister Mentor has done for this nation. I still cant help but feel a sense of epic cynicism for whatever we have done today..

connect singapore= joke, not even in the singapore shape
singapore songs.. bah.. just brainwashing attempts..

joke day. this will go down in my memory as a fun day, but an epic failure to brainwash us. should have worn a white shirt with a red armband.. shite.

lol just because i write pentatonicim does not mean it is a Chinese piece!