Oh I'm sorry, I should be telling you that. This is, after all, my blog, eh? Sorry.

Since the last post I made that isn't a poem, I've had a whole lot of fun playing L4D2, had a birthday/class chalet on the 15th-17th December, which was a hella fun, had my birthday dinner (without cake, my request) at Seoul Garden, leaving me full, but unsatisfied, unlike previous experiences, did some Christmas shopping (no you aren't getting gifts, but merry Christmas all the same).

But I'd like to talk about the chalet the most.

So they all showed up in the afternoon, after me and my parents checked into the chalet and checked out the place. NSRCC (National Service Resort and Country Club) is pretty awesome. The hut itself is 2 stories, with 2 bedrooms (each with 2 beds), 2 bathrooms, a kitchen and living room area and dining room area. It even has a TV with Starhub CableTv and other jacks for stuff like a PS3 (Fifa took up so much of the guy's time). The 1st day we spent bumming around since it rained, stalling our barbecue. But we still managed to have it in the end, thanks to my parents (love ya!) And it was pretty funny, we ordered food for 20, we had about 15 present. Leftovers that my family had for dinner 3 nights later. Shitake mushrooms kind of fail. BADLY.

Drunken party later that night that lasted till like 6. While the drunk slept soundly, the high but not drunk went for an hour walk to east coast park, watched whatever little we could of the sunrise, and then walked back, slept to 12(except for me, I cooked breakfast), then woke up. Nasty stuff happened that night/morning (mostly in the morning, where fatigue and alcohol work their magic so easily) which I shall not relate to the public here.

Second day, and the morning spent slaving away to rapid eye movement and dreaming. The afternoon, some utilized my laptop and free wireless internet, others utilized my PS3 and Fifa 09, while me and a couple others went for a swim. Then it started to drizzle, DRIZZLE, and the pool closed for 30 minutes. Then it opened for 15, and it started to drizzle, DRIZZLE, and the pool closed for 30 minutes. AGAIN. Pissed off, we went to the beach, found a nice little island, and caught hermit crabs in pretty shells, kept them in a cup, and proclaimed them pets (I didn't touch any of those poor little creatures).

At around 7 the whole group left for east coast park, and we walked about 100 minutes before we reached the nearest bike rental (the 2 nearer had already closed). It was just about to close, but we managed to reach it in time, to rent 10 bikes overnight. It was pretty cheap, just 8 dollars per bike for the whole night. And we cycled back to the chalet after dinner at the hawker centre. The trip back took 20 minutes. Waited for a few (VERY) latecomers and due to unforeseen circumstances, I traded my bike for some much needed 5 hours of sleep. The rest cycled off to OLD CHANGI HOSPITAL (the main event for the chalet, although I was informed later that the place had no thrill, held no scare, and proved to be chickenshit compared to what some of us had been through).

I woke up to find the group downstairs, drinking again. I offered to be that night's bartender, and we had a pretty wild time again. Nothing nasty happened though, that night. Not that I'm complaining, for both nights I only had enough alcohol to make a baby cactus drunk (which is not a lot, I think). We slept even later that night, at 6 or so. And we had to wake up at 8 the next day, to check out of the chalet. IMPOSSIBLE? THANK THE HEAVENS FOR PARENTAL INFLUENCE! Where I so badly failed to wake up my friends (I woke up at 7, after sleeping at 6, and cooking breakfast again), my father managed to do so in 1 sentence. I had to blast music and shit.

We checked out in time, and I fell asleep on the car ride home. I didn't sleep again until 12.04am the next day. Some of my classmates now think I am a monster. I didn't bother to point out people survive on 3 hours of sleep a day. I just had about 6 for 3 days.

I'm working on my song now (AGAIN YES, I am a BAAAAAAAAAAD lyricist), since I just fixed my guitar strings (thanks string provider whose name I shall not mention here to preserve anonymity that I so strongly pledge to keep), and my fingers kind hurt, since I'm still new to acoustic metal strings. But whatever, I wanna hear something substantial soon!

Anyway, merry Christmas! And a resolution-keeping new year!

-2329, 22-12-09

How would we feel

joy without pain

cold without flames

light without dark

peace without chaos

company without loneliness

content without regret

reward without struggle

life without death

love without hate

It is the blindly optimistic who see only the good, and pray we never have to face the bad; they will never know that nothing comes without a counterpart.

It is the gloomy pessimists who see only the foul, and give up hope of ever finding the good; they give up the fight before it starts, and trapped in a circle, never realising where the problem lies.

But then there are those who see both good and bad, understand their presence, and laugh at the irony, thinking, whispering, to themselves, "Life is a Funny Thing; That's what makes it worth living."