the 7 o'clock bird.

• accounting 2, courtesy of phua chu beng.

accounting 2 started for me once again today. steven toh, our lecturer, bears a striking resemblance to phua chu beng. minus the fact that he isn't as buff as pierre png. the syllabus for accounting 2 has changed somewhat since i last attempted it aeons ago. let's hope that this truly will be the last time. my dislike for memorizing formats and my ongoing struggle with grasping accounting concepts will be fully put to the test as my patienec will be fully stretched. that, and the fact that the lecture theatre is fucking cold. wandering off for a smoke might be more than justified in the near future.

• live from downtown.

now, let it be known that i'm not much of a basketballer. back when the boys were impressing the girls with their lay ups and swishes, i was more interested in smashes and lobs. yes, despite my overtly large frame, i was a badminton star. i could hold my own against any of my friends (keong will reinforce all this) and i was good at what i did. so let this be known, that earlier today, i shot a basketball one-handed into the hoop from the other side of the court. this, of course, was at the court outside my house, and i could say that it came from the halfway line of normal courts. which is still a big deal for me and the guys who were there.

i have witnesses.

i am a basketball god.

it wasn't the inaugural score to launch the court, but it was the inaugural one-handed trick shot. hah. i've started a trend in the neighbourhood. they might make the shot in the end, but i did it first.

i'm so cheap.

• hay fever.

i woke up releasing a wide load of snot. the whole day's been about releasing wide loads of snot. yesterday's loads of snot weren't as bad as today's. when will it end? when?

eeeugh. there goes another one.