SPAsTrix: Reloaded

Am i the only one that found the chemistry mock SPA extremely exhilirating and therapeutic? It was just so liberating to liberate x mols of Mn2+ ions while basking in the silent ambience of titrated fluids cascading into the conical flasks...

Hypnotic, hypnotic...

Didn't help that i finished the practical with 15 minutes to spare and was actually done with my apparatus washing up before the bell rang. Nor that i even had the time to draft out a whole paragraph commenting on anomaly (or lack thereof, in my case).

Hypnotic, hypnotic...

God. Chem is fun. Chinese is fundamentally fucked up.

There has to be equilibrium in everything, and i am hence as bad in chinese as i am good in chemistry (or at least how good i think i am). Who the heck gets 40% for ting xie and 50% for zuo wens? Chinese is overly depressing. jian zhi men shi wo le!

After another mind-numbing chinese composition (compost in my case), i had to rush to meet Congren for Mindtrix (its a pun on Matrix, HA. HA. HA. THOSE DAMNED LIBRARIANS! OUTDOING THEMSELVES AGAIN IN TERMS OF HUMOUR.)

Unfortunately, my mind was trixed by Mindtrix and its absolutely inane and useless 'general knowledge'. If by general knowledge they are actually referring to 'RJ library protocol and trivia'. Whoop-de-doo. Needless to say, we were booted out in the first round of eliminations. Talk about trivial pursuits...

There was only a short period before Press Play, a mixed rock bands night thing, begun. We grabbed a bite and admired our stashed-away cow. Some smart aleck went and kopped the cow from the koppers and propped it very unstrategically (read: no one gets moosmerised by it). I bet their plan was to lure us out of hiding when we moved the cow back, and snare us in their entrapments.

How perfectly convenient and intentional that me and Congren and I forgot (to even buy) our PressPlay tickets. Looks like we have nothing to do but sneak in.

Hmm. Upstairs entrances being guarded? Ticket stubs being collected in exchange for purple chops on our hands? Big burlesque guards acting as stoic watchmen?

NO PROBLEM!

I went and 'stole' Timothy's stamp when it was fresh on the back of his hand by pressing mine against his (nothing dirty and gay lah). The result: A fresh purple stamp on my hand too! I then passed this on to Congren with stealthy subterfuge and we both had a poor excuse for a vague indigo RJ crest smudged on our hands.

Mission: Possible. The incompetent (wah haven't used this word in awhile) ticketeers accepted our 'it got smudged' excuses and even stamped a new proper one on Congren!

Verily the felony ah...

Wah OMG. Luckily we didn't pay for that wail-fest. 66% of the bands were below par and painful to (h)ear. Rock bands are headache-inducing and nauseating for the first 30 minutes, especially with the disco pulse-interrupting, seizure-laden lighting. That or it was just the crappy band #1.

Boon's band wasn't that bad! Max don't cry arhs... Its all Velda's fault.

The Legend of Velda has her using her Wailing Winds to blast away all opposition. Supersonic shrieks and competitive choruses were all she specialised in. And don't worry, you were the best eye candy there!

Upon reaching home after late night ban mian, I had to ring the house bell 50 times before my maid came and opened it for me. In the meantime, i smashed the transparent plastic cover over the bell in a bid to squash a lizard making itself comfortable in its nooks and crannies.

I actually thought something bad had happened to my GM as she usually scurries and opens the gate for me.

Must start cherishing her more as of tomorrow.

Edit: My God u must all download this song. It was ringing in my head the whole time during chem and it just stuck, kinda permanently. I think it helped me concentrate somewhat...



Siansing to... Hypnotic - Syleena Johnson