Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Great. I am so enjoying great success in my research for research topic that I can absolutely find no relevant information for it. Why must the school get such a stupid topic? I'd rather explore something that has nothing regarding the education system. As if I've not enough of the education business. I haven't started on my holiday homework as well. Great. Never mind. I can do it in school while I wait for gab on Thursday.

Speaking of Thursday, I wonder how many people are going for the class reunion. I think I should be going, if somehow i manage to finish all my homework and research by Thursday afternoon. I have 2 days right? I'm working my ass off to actually find finish something. I am not enjoying my time here. Not now. I'm actually so desperate that my break is typing this. Oh well.

I need a break, but all I get is time for tennis games. And I'm not even any good at it. I kind of regret signing up for the seminar. Monique was right. All it does is give us additional stress and commitments. But strangely, we both are in it now.

I'm not like, ranting or anything, but I really get kind of frustrated. I may have a better time pursuing a Polytechnic education. But then, I have other commitments. Again, it's not that I don't want to or anything. I can't.

Ok now. If anyone wants someone to do PT with them, feel free to give me a call. I'm damn unfit right now and I need to dirty my size S green Romanis shirt so I can have an excuse to throw it away and get a size XS blue Hose shirt. I really can't stand the size S. It's kind of big for me. But I still have to keep one for House Time. After all, I am running for House Captain.

Ok then. I have to express now the ease of which finding my blog must be, because up to date more than 4 people have found it even when I didn't tell them. How they did it, I don't know and I don't really want to know because they usually come here, tag a "Hey I can't believe I found your blog!" and never come back. You know who you are.

This entry is going to be really long. Don't believe a single word when I say all I want to do is test how fast I can type on my new Macbook (Yes, I am using it because my dad has hijacked my PC to play Company of Heroes) or I just want to throw everything in because I probably don't have much time to blog after school really starts, because all I want to do now is express myself in my own words instead of staring at facts and figures or expressing things in terms of x. Here I go again, back at school.

Let's talk about something I like to do instead. Apparently Louisa has a drum set at home. I really do envy her. How I want one to actually practice on instead of a drum pad or hard surfaces so I can do repeated rolls (which I cannot do properly, yet) and annoy the crap out of everyone and have my parents storm to my room and say that the neighbors will complain. I keep assuring them that that is an undue cause of worry, because the neighbors do the annoying equal, blasting their hip-hop tracks and dance beats out loud at probably 20 decibels. At my 'O' Level period? I'll never forget that.

I'm still going to try to convince the HoD of CCA to set up the recreational team for tennis. I was supposed to go today, but me and Gab totally forgot until we reached the MRt station, and hell no were we going back into the Village again. So we have to go back on Thursday. Wish me luck. I'll be CCA-less otherwise.

Speaking of tennis, today's game was real screwed. Luckily you weren't here, Kyou. Well I guess we were all sort of desperate to play. I mean, going ahead with the game instead of the rain? That's real dedication. Anyway, the whole plan was 75% waiting. Waiting for Nat and Aaron to come, waiting for the rain to stop before going to the bus-stop, watch it rain again as we wait for the bus, reach our destination in the pouring rain, wait for the rain to lessen before walking into the tennis centre, wait for the rain to stop before going to actually play, and only playing for 5 minutes before the rain actually becomes too big for us to continue, wait 5 minutes for the rain to subside, then going in again to play for 5 minutes. Continue. The longest game was the last. 10 minutes, but at least it didn't rain when we were leaving the centre. But it started pouring when Gab reached his stop. I wonder, even with an umbrella, how he's going to make it in without becoming drenched.

Ok enough of the boring talk and let's get started on my explanation of why I wasn't performing at my best today. Well, it's all because of the stupid rain. I think I was damn affected by what the person said when she gave me my contacts. Try not to walk in the rain or go swimming. It increases your risk of an infection. So here I was, squinting all the way until I remembered that the purpose I got these contacts was to play in the rain and not have wet glasses spoil my sight. (It came in a set with my short hair, which allows my hair to dry quickly after a wet game.) So I got straight my idea, and that settles the first half of the games. Also because of the rain, the tennis balls, having a felt surface and being kind of hollow, have a high absorbency rate, and get soaked real quick. And with that, you have to hit really hard to even get it to move. When you hit it really hard, you increase its acceleration and the added rain water increases the balls mass, so F=ma, so the receiver gets the ball at a higher than normal force, and must apply more than usual force to return in the same speed and distance. Thus, it totally screws up your control and power. Adding to that annoying fact is that when the ball is wet, it doesn't bounce that much, so your estimation of the where the ball will bounce until will be off (Like, if the ball usually bounces to a height Y and over a distance X, in the rain it'll probably only bounce up to Y-2 and travel a distance of X-3), until you see the pattern. But it was still great fun. I did my first "slice" ever. Hooray.

Now that I think about it, I play real screwed. All the moves I know either are for long distance returns or travel too short a distance. So I must be at the baseline or close to the net. Darn. I really must practice. That's where Kyou and Joshua Cheng come into the picture. Don't worry if you don't read this. I'll probably be calling you some time soon.

Ok maybe not so soon. After I'm done with my work. Which brings me to the part where I dramatically realize that I have spent over 45 minutes typing this and I should probably go back to my work. Abrupt stop.