Sunday, 30 November 2008

English, otherwise known as Q300 in the UCAS universe, is the course for which decisions have come out the earliest. It takes up 3 of my 5 UCAS application spaces, and I've received one conditional offer and 2 rather unfortunate unsuccessful replies. My fingers are now crossed for the the 2 Politics courses that make up the rest of my application. And after that, on to the PSC scholarship application, again. Each day when I get some form of scholarship open house letter in the mail I'm reminded that there really isn't any other one I'm gunning for other that that. 
Just as I did for SAT 1, I don't think I'll be doing much in preparation for SAT 2 next Saturday. I do, however, recognize that it is significantly more difficult, and for that reason, I've been looking through some samples of the 3 subjects I'll be taking. I realize Literature, Chemistry and Mathematics (2, not 1, since I'm told 1 is redundant, I do hope I made the right choice) are truly the only subject tests I'm capable of taking. World History and Chinese were the others I toyed with, but after looking at their samples, I'm glad I didn't pick them after all. 

It probably seems rather sad for me to be devoting so much blog space to stuff that is academic related, considering we're meant to be in a period of anything but. Rightfully so, and thus I shall refrain from talking too much about those things until the days immediately leading up to January 6th. So now, let's find something else to blog about. 

I find myself at a bit of a loss, considering I usually find inspiration for my posts during my day's activities. Hence, when my day is devoid of activity, I don't usually blog. Which may partially explain why it is I started out my post talking about the stuff above. This strange void notwithstanding, I shall push ahead with trying to complete a post that is at least something I can come back to read in the future. 

Usually, 2 trips during any one stretch of time is the maximum. Having travelled to Bintan twice and Phuket thrice in the past 24 months, it would be hard to imagine going anywhere else after the Philippines trip in 2 weeks' time. Yet I face the prospect of being able to, if things work out, travel again, twice. The first is more tentative, which is a simple trip up North to KL with Deon, Yew Jin and Javier which the former mentioned earlier this month when we were still in school. The second is a third trip to Bintan, this time with the musketeers. It'd be really great to be able to spend more time abroad with friends, but everything is kind of up in the air right now, especially since I'm still trying to piece together the rest of the Philippines trip with the rest of my classmates. Apart from our flights and accommodation, everything else is kind of nebulous. Quite unfortunately, one or more of us has been or will be away in between school ending and us departing (Bintan, Cambodia, Bangkok in succession involving different individuals from our traveling party), so we have not had the chance to really discuss anything. After Melodie's securing of our international flights, John Chris has done a spectacular job putting together our domestic transits, though we really should try to confirm what exactly we'd be doing both in the city and on the island. 

When it isn't traveling, there are 2 other things we occupy ourselves with. The first is going out right here in festive Singapore, and the days surrounding Prom have afforded us that opportunity already. Now that that's over, I echo Paul's blog post enquiring as to what we are to do next. I'll be meeting Deon, Yew Jin and Sean for lunch in town tomorrow, probably the last time we'll be seeing the latter for the rest of the year. I'm just glad to be having a little change of scenery after spending a day at home. 

Which brings me to the second thing we occupy our time with, the home turf. I mentioned to Clarence that I wholly agreed with his personal message that emphatically announced his boredom. Prom albums are still popping up regularly on the hour, though I think after posting the pictures Ronald sent me from our Bintan trip, I'm thoroughly and utterly Facebook-ed out for the time being. The downside about having been so utterly adamant about not watching a single episode of the numerous TV shows I follow is that it's hard to start again, mainly 'cos it takes too much time and effort to get those episodes aired so long ago. And the stuff that is shown on cable isn't really the same, unless it's watching episodes not in the order I left them or completely new shows that I haven't even considered yet. So the last, and probably the most popular, thing to do is to lose oneself in the world of video games. More precisely, PC games that require little more than a working mouse and keyboard, an overworked processor and graphics card, a programme of your choice obtained from either a disc, online or a friend, and hours on end not moving from a static position. The choices are endless, though there are obviously those with unrivaled popularity. Anyone who knows me will know that I'm not a gamer by any definition of that term. That's not to say it is completely unfamiliar territory, though that becomes more of the truth every day I don't play. Back when I was 10-12, I played my days away on the computer with the rest of them, but unlike most others, when I stopped for the PSLE, I never started again, just like how I stopped playing tennis and the piano and never began again. That was how it was for the next few years, since I never had any real time to play (any of those 3 things mentioned actually), considering how totally I immersed myself in my new teenage life that afforded me very little free time. The people I hung around with were equally occupied, and while some may have still gamed regularly, I was never prodded in that direction. Not until '06 that is, that year in which I had nothing to worry about, a lot of time after I finished my debate tenure, and new friends who did in fact prod me in that direction. And so I found myself pointed down a path of PC gaming for those few months, playing many nights away over servers from home or at friends' places (strangely never once at a LAN shop; in fact, I can't remember the last time I actually stepped foot into one of those). I'm not sure if I got any good at it, but I would like to think that all those hours spent weren't for nothing. But I haven't played for 2 years, and when I got the opportunity to try again just now, I was amused at how quickly I had forgotten most things. We'll see if I get a chance to play regularly again; it really depends on those aforementioned friends. I quite honestly find no fun in playing alone or online with people I don't know, and who are probably miles better than me and have been playing more often than I even turn my desktop computer on. 

Here's looking forward to more entertaining days ahead which would hopefully precipitate blog posts of similar value.