firstly sorry that it took such a long time for me to get the groove to blog.

for one alot of things have happened in between either making me lose the mood to blog or i'm just plain tired from all that has happened.

first things first - my results. my results, as expected, took abit of a dive. that it happened was inevitable, the only thing that mattered the magnitude and scale of the fall. overall it's still okay, but i can't help feeling shitty about it. seriously i could have done better, and it isn't help by the fact that for one reason or another, i felt that the modules that i took last semester were rather tough. i felt crappy after getting my results since it's never nice to fall, but i'm now okay and ready to fight it out all over again next semester! haha. although it's interesting to note how fast a year has passed. a year ago i was still tending to pots and pans of various prices and shapes and sizes in takashimaya, and now here i am just having completed my freshman year. and looking forward to next week's ivp.

that of course brings me to the impending ivp. it's only next week, and of course it's impossible to say i'm ready. how can one ever be fully ready for a competition like this, or even exams per se? the thing about sparring in silat is that you do it alone, and for me it's really the first time that i'm competing in an individual event. yes, collectively we represent the school but at the end of the day in the ring it's really personal. this is different from performing with the military band in front of 60000 screaming crowds at the national stadium, and also answering questions in quizes. this is more physically and mentally challenging, and i go through it alone. if you ask me the fear/edginess/nervousness has yet to sink in, and maybe it will only sink in on the day itself. then again, seriously speaking as a newbie i don't have anything to lose since i start on a clean slate, and the only person that i have to prove to is really myself. so i'll just do what i can, and see how far i can go in ivp. technique-wise i'm really not up to standard, but i'll make do with what i can.

on another note after a long search i've gotten myself a job. thanks to intan, and then rahman, we got jobs at the science centre. my job is quite slack actually, though i only start this coming monday. all i'm supposed to do is just usher guests to some water exhibition thing that they are having, and i work only at most 4 days per week, 10-6pm. haha. it's quite a brainless job, and at least i get to walk around i guess. or rather, i'm suppose to move around in this automated skate-scooter thing that's called a segway. haha. well it's only for month so it's okay. it's just to fill up time and try new things. at least there are a few friends at work so it's still not too bad. after work i can just zip down to school for training if required, and if i really need the money i can just put in effort in that conversational malay tutoring programme that i went for an interview for earlier this week.

which brings me to the next point - an interesting incident happened on tuesday! haha. i was looking for the building on cecil street for the interview, and as i was doing so this sikh guy just came up to me and said hullo brother! i said err hello, and ignored him since i was more bothered with finding the address 139 cecil street. the guy didn't take the hint and the next thing he did was to come up to me and say -

"you have a lucky forehead. the shape of your eyes yada yada yada tells me that you are going to get lucky next mth. you are going to get a promotion in whatever you do the next month. that is what i forsee.

i just replied err okay. haha i didn't know why i should really believe all that mumbo-jumbo of his. then he went on to say he was a yoga practitioner that kinda thing, and the next thing he said-

"alot of people die early, in their 60s or so. as for you, i look at your face and i say that you will die at the age of 94."

i smiled and just said okay. haha. wow, he's like some modern nostradamus or something like that. upon which he took out a small piece of paper, the size of a bus ticket, and wrote '94' on it and asked me to crush it in my right hand, keep it clenched inside and hold my hand down. he then asked me to choose a number between 1 and 5. i chose 4. then he asked me to choose another number between 1 and 5, and i said 2. then he wrote both numbers down on another piece of paper, and in between he wrote '3' and circled it.

"3 falls between 2 and 4, so 3 is your lucky number. so in whatever you do remember the number 3 will bring you luck. so now choose a name of a flower."

flower? i couldn't think of anything so i just said rose. then he said

"so rose is your lucky flower. rose will bring you luck. now bring up your right hand, still clenched, and blow at it at the hole there. and open it."

well well, guess what? remember he wrote 94 on it? when i opened it the number 3 and the word rose was there, and some scribbling below them which i couldn't figure out. haha. i really didn't look impressed, although the whole thing is quite amazing. in the end he just wanted donations, saying he was from india and all. i could only give me 2 $1 coins since coins were all that i had. haha. then he went away. oh i forgot to mention - his body odour was really strong.

after my interview later on i went to do abit of shopping, and finally i got myself the bag that i wanted. isetan was having discount on the springfield bag, so i just bought it. the last weekend i bought a pair of dress shoes at the robinson's sale. we originally intended to go for the adidas sale but it closed after 7. so we went over to robinson's to see what we could get.

what an eventful week it has been. next week is really going to busy, with work, training and ivp. and the class gathering this sunday. haha. go go go!