the four right chords can make me cry

SO unproductive!

Hai, don't know what's wrong with me this week, just havent been able to do anything constructive. Good thing its a slack week and there isn't much to do anyway. I think I only work well under duress. Nono, I only work under duress, no "well".

Duress (www.oed.com)
1. Hardness; roughness, violence, severity; hardiness of endurance, resistance, etc.; firmness.
2. Harsh or severe treatment, infliction of hardship; oppression, cruelty; harm, injury; affliction.
3. Forcible restraint or restriction; confinement, imprisonment. b. Harshness or strictness of confinement (cf. senses 1 and 2).
4. Constraint, compulsion; spec. in Law, Constraint illegally exercised to force a person to perform some act. Such compulsion may be by actual imprisonment, by threat of imprisonment or of loss of life or limb, or by physical violence. A deed or contract made under duress is voidable on a plea of duress at a subsequent trial.

Somebody threaten me.

On another note, no more TKD till next year! =( Said my goodbyes to Tian shun & Mrs Lee at the end of the class. Mrs Lee is the nicest aunty I know! Oh and I found out that sonny's son is actually from my year AJ. Yet another example of how Singapore is just too small. HAI. I will miss them. Everywhere I go I send some roots into the ground and I get very attached to the people around me. So leaving is always painful. Thought about that as I was walking home and I realised that I missed another Ben too, my manager at the restaurant. And Jean and aisha and abang and adam and baya and annie and zhenhong and pi-na and all the other thai chefs. But I might never see them again, cos the staff has turned over already. Adam i see around and talk to cos I'm supposed to be doing some writing for NUSSU, but annie and zhenhong I've not seen around even once. Got home and took out my yearbook to see if I could find sonny's son. Instead overcome by nostalgia. I miss my JC days so much! Mandy was just telling me how BB fiona was dissing AJ etc. (haha! guess what BB stands for!) But I dunno, I really enjoyed JC. I wasnt with the cool crowd with the happening parties and funky clothes. I wasnt super involved like the council people who knew everyone around. But I liked JC so much, I liked my class so much. I miss them and the basketball we used to play, eating during lectures, the guys playing scrabble in the canteen, those endless hours of studying together, the way fadzli could make me laugh, the way sven told stories, the rare class outings (can you remember the very first one? We went to eat AJ ice and robert was actually there! I even miss panda...), our small but close econs class in that small LT (was it LT 5? I forget...), jiaquan vs rachel, the happy tree friends craze, playing netball, the even smaller bio s paper class (me keat neisha), running running running during PE, and even how jikun used to call me small eyes or cow. SIGH. I could go on forever (and you know it).

posted by beckyboo @ 9:33 AM