Taboo was dumb fun. We were practising during the few boring hours we had before the game with the cards Calvin kindly lent us (which he borrowed from Miss Angela Wu), and realised we kinda sucked at the game. Luckily we had stupid quotes to borrow from Lijie to make things easier.

I just peng-ed like totally when "I'm having a particular sore throat" came out. We managed to get into the semi-finals, but only because 2 out of the 3 Aquila teams were chosen (although we were the top scorer for Aquila!) Semi-finals kinda sucked, because we only guessed 12 words right (compared to Nazri's imba group which got 29 freaking words in 1 minute).

Main learning outcome of the day was the existence of such a word as ukulele. Oh, and making new friends whom we will likely not talk to anymore for the rest of our JC life.

Parents starting to nag about lack of studying. Getting increasingly irritated. Should sit with Rachel and Pamela in the morning more often because somehow the red tables near the labs make me feel like doing my tutorials.

And so I shall dedicate an extract from Eliot's famous poem "The Hollow Men" to the lost souls out there with an empty heart.

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope togetherand avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

So yes, those of you reading this, try not to make me feel so hollow and tag. I hate silent readers with a passion.

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