Monday, January 12, 2004

Technically wasted the whole day in school, which kicked off with a shocking speech from Barnard about "Mickey mouse" time. i.e. playing time, and how it is unadvisable to totally slacken... duh, quite inspired after that actually, but my gung-ho spirit about mugging lasted for only 1/2 hr when we went to the library to find out about the implications of the us dollar depreciating.... quite interesting, really. Anyway, went to ikea with mates to eat the "famous" swedish meatball, which i thought amounted to daylight robbery, $8.80 for a stupid combo meal which wasn't in the least bit filling.. Sneaked some free coke when waiter wasn't looking though..hahah, cheapo...Then, went all the way back to school, supposedly to attend debate auditions, but sidetracked instead, and spent the remaining time at choir audtions, which was fun\, listening to other pple sing..Joined in a medley of karaoke hits with mates, including spice girls, mariah carey, celine dion, our HC songs, which totally rock.. I found out that Liang Wenfu (some famous local songwriter)was actually an ex-hwachongian, and he wrote fab songs like xi shui chang liu, dang ni gu dan ni hui xiang qi shui, and a whole host of other soppy chinese ballads, which he reportedly wrote when he was still a student in HC, bemoaning the loss of the school building, (which was deemed unstable in 1991, and had to be torn down and rebuilt), and the friends he'd be leaving behind. The lyrics are seriously tear -inducing, plus, we used to sing some of them back in crescent as well.... so that's really cool, but kinda irritating as well, because i can't get the friggin melodies out of my head.
anyways, shall end off the entry with a poem by Peter Larkin:

This Be the Verse

They fuck you up, your mum n dad,
They may not mean to , but they do
They fill u with the faults theuy had,
n add some extra, just for u.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old style hats and coats,
who half the time were sloppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man,
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as u can,
and don't have any kids yourself.