Senkei...

Hey-ho, (imaginary) readers! Plenty of things have come to pass since I last blogged, and I've been going through the oh so cliche emotional rollercoaster. Lets see, there was FOW/C. I shan't go into the meat of things, but the crux of it was that I went in and out, virtually unscathed. Ok, so I did take a few bumps during the camp, but it was hardly anything I couldn't recover from. With the possible exception of one little incident, but thats another story, for another journal at another time.

Intership has begun. I'm in my second week in one of the Big Four of PR, and I must say its a really enriching experience, my growing loathing for the *** aside. It's become an almost pathological hatred for them. But I enjoy the work environment. And I can't wait for my internship allowance to come in, because I'm getting rather broke paying for all those meals. I shall say no more, lest I say something i shouldn't and end up getting into some trouble.

Hmmm... People (well, more like a few people) have begun talking about elections again. hah. It's that time of the year again hmmm? I've certainly got a direction I would like to take the Union towards, and I'm pretty sure Alvin Ting and most of the previous exco's would support that course, but I'm also pretty sure that I don't want to go through the whole brouhaha that I experienced the last time. I'm also pretty sure (well, not very) that I want to have more time to pursue photography and some other stuff. A couple of people (literally) have expressed their support, should I decide to stand for the elections, and I am grateful for their belief in me. (and hopefully, my abilities) I'm just not sure if its the correct path for me to take.

Anyway, as much as I'd like to continue, I shall head on to sleep, lest I die during work tmr. I've got a fever and all. Not that you (imaginary) readers give a shit. take that, adam brown! Aufweidersehen.

The Rule of Two

Only two shall there be, a master and an apprentice:

one to embody power and the other to crave it.

pata-pata-pata-pon!

It's FO tmr. hurrah. like, i'm so excited can. yah. very excited. Can you picture me jumping up and down with pure exhiliration at the mere thought of FO again. yah. then hor, i'm so stupendously excited that i haven't pack my bags yet and i cooked my pet terrapin for turtle soup earlier. yah.

Sod FO. I'm going for my own reasons, and I'm sure as hell not going to slog the way i did last year. Besides, they have plenty of fresh young blood to do that for them. Assuming, of course, and its a big assumption, that the fresh young blood remembers what THEIR duty is. Bah, duty. Over-rated and over-used word. THHHHHHE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND AND ROUND. and the cogs in my head go round too. Anyway talking on msn while trying to blog is not very conducive, and i think i spelt that wrong, despite my purported (spelt that wrong too. HAH take that Queen Elizabeth!) proficiency with English. Ok seriously now, sod this. It's not working out.

PATAPON WHY DO YOU REFUSE TO WORK?!?!?!?!

ok bye. Auf weidersehen. A post for you, my dear but imaginary readers. and for adam brown, who is leaving for some bloody airport. Whoever the heck you are.

Superman's love interest.

Superman Returns is on HBO now. Bah.