Hi. This is Wallace writing this guest entry. Finally found something new to read yah? Other than those crappy, boring, make-no-sense entries written by our dear Cindy Khoo yah?['Scuse me?]

Dear folks reading this, do you all know that Cindy will be leaving Singapore next week? So you can expect how she feels and how she is trying to tie loose ends, say her good-byes to her friends and bring a few fond memories together with her to the United States. You can probably also expect how her parents feel (if I'm not wrong, it should be more of worry that she can't take care of herself abroad, worry that she goes flirting around with the wrong company [Oh puh-leez, I'm so innocent, why would i flirt with the wrong company?? hehe.], than sadness about their daughter leaving the home for the longest period ever) You can also expect how her friends feel. (Some will be happy that an irritating, smart aleck will be banished from the face of Singapore. Some will be lost to have an Aunt Agony disappear, leaving them to fend for themselves. Some will feel empty to have lost an intelligent verbal sparring partner. Some will be sad to have a corny, cheerful girl leaving them.)[Wallace is kinda confused whether to say good things or bad things about me. Hehe.]

Nevertheless, going abroad to study is definitely a better choice than staying in Singapore, especially when you are going to the United States on other people's money =). We wish her all the best.

Yesterday, a whole group of 97S73 classmates gathered at Tee Joo's house for his housewarming. It was probably the largest class gathering in 1 year. I'm sure Tee Joo is very happy that so many people turned up. I was happy too, to be able to talk cock, sing song, play mahjong (ok, we didn't sing songs) with my classmates. We did lots of things then, such as playing daidi and bridge and watching movies and playing computer. It was quite an enjoyable day. Thanks Tee Joo, for organising this housewarming (you can organise another one another day if its not too difficult?)

I'm right now revamping the class homepage (I wonder how many of you actually seen the old homepage yet), and I decided to change the entire look of the homepage and start from scratch again. Why? Because the old homepage seriously lacked content. All it had was a cool menu bar (that takes too long to load) a jukebox (which played low quality midi music) and pictures (of which half has been corrupted, probably by geocities when they did some upgrading of their servers). I hope the new homepage will be better than the old one (as in it has more content, takes less time to download, and yet looks as cool as before). I don't like things done halfway, so I haven't published the webpage yet. You know how irritating it can be when certain links don't work, and you have "under construction" graphics everywhere.

[And this is the same guy who constantly complained to me how my homepage lacked graphics. Hehe. Now you know it's the contents that matter more! hahahahaha..]

I can't tell you much about what happened today, because basically, nothing happened. I just went to sleep at 2 am last night and woke up at 2 pm today, and started writing this journal already, without having my lunch (yet). But, i can tell you more about myself. I am 1.70m tall (not considered tall by many people), 55 kg (actually it varies from 53-57), not dark, and not handsome. I'm not big sized but i am quite satisfied with my physical appearance. At least I am lean and fit (this isn't to spite Cindy.. serious! [Oh great, thanks a lot. Now everybody knows that I'm not lean and fit.]) As you probably could tell already, I have a fair sized ego, which usually gets punctured from time to time by others to remind myself of myself (am I making sense here?). I may have certain qualities that make me likeable, though modesty is definitely not one of them. (its stupid to say "I am a very modest person", because you are no longer modest if you say that) I believe that I am a genius in science and math [What happened to the modesty part?!], though I have absolutely no confidence in my EQ (emotional quotient). I got to know Cindy better probably because she looked for me when she needed help for her physics S papers (haha.. ok, i'm lying) I refused to give a photograph of myself for her to scan because people will be put off by it. [Too late, darling, I have the class photos, remember?] And, I love playing soccer, even though I'm not exactly very good at it.

oh, and I used to wonder why am I me. When I was young (about 3 years old?) I used to stare in the mirror. I saw a face that I knew was me... but yet somehow, it wasn't as if it was me.. it was like I was thinking "why am I in here?" "why am I controlling him?" you know.. as if I refused to believe that my outer self and my consciousness are actually one and the same. I don't know how I should put it, I don't know if u understand it... but somehow I felt this way when I was really really young. I guessed at some point, I just carried on with life and forgot to wonder why am I me.

somebody please tell me u felt like this before? [OK, I felt like this before, but more of when I'm looking at my fats in the mirror...No, it's not me, no it's not me... Kidding, I know what you mean lah.]

[And that marks the abrupt end of Wallace's debut entry. Any comments? He's actually a rather funny guy. Constant target for my insult practise, but otherwise rather intelligent. And this is only because I know he reads my journal. Hahaha...just kidding...I'm gonna miss Wallace. By the way, he now has this crew-cut hairstyle, which looks way better than his floppy-fringe hairstyle.]