Of the Essay
Hmm.A couple of weeks ago our chinese tutor asked us to write an essay on,anything you like.And due to the fact that we were told a day or two before the Valentine's Day,i decided to write on that day of course.Hmm.Of all the significant events that i could remember during any of the Valentine's Day ive had,last year's was probably the only one that i could remember.Argh.Bad part of my very own history,but then again,it's a nice tale to tell.So yesterday,she gave us back the essays and,god i got 40/70.Not a great result but hey,that's one of the highest already.So a couple of us were asked to present our essays to the class.Meiling's,Hanwei's,Angeline's and mine were chosen.Argh.I didnt want to present at first,since the essay was kinda personal,and that having to tell the class about my sad tragic history of love,not a good idea.Some of my classmates already knew that story,which have been repeated over and over a couple of times to them already.Samantha knows about it,Valerie knows as well,Rachel too i think.Anyway,so Meiling went up first to present her essay,then Hanwei went up,and it was my turn soon after.I was kinda reluctant at first,but started the essay anyway.So there i was,reviewing my own history to the class,true or false?Nobody in the audience knew,save the ones i mentioned earlier.So i gave a detailed account of whatever that happened,with a few summarisations here and there.Didnt know i could write so well.I guess it's because ive given thoughts to it when i was really depressed and down back then,which made things a lot easier when working on this piece of work.Its a nice thing to let the class know more about,whatever happened to you before they met you,but for some reason i was uncomfortable with that yesterday.I felt as if i was revealing too much about myself.Oh well,they wont know that everything i wrote was real anyway.Haha.Unless they drop by to read my blog,which is unlikely.Anyway,so i read the last line and quickly went back to my seat.Wait.Actually i came out to present in my seat,since the chairs had rollers in that room.Stupid Wenlai was tugging my arm,asking me if what i wrote was real.I just dismissed her questions and asked if what she wrote about herself was true.About her jumping off the table acting like superman when she was young.(Actually that turned out to be true.Haha.)WanJun told me that she almost cried when she listened to my essay.Haha.What an extraordinary compliment.Hey thanks.Which inspired me to head towards the writing business in the future.You never know,my simplicity might just earn me millions.Haha.Unlikely.But hell,those taiwanese pop stars without much brains to start with,are publishing their own books,why cant i?When i was reading the essay,i was picturing those scenes in my mind silently.A pinch of sour crept up my nose when i read it to be honest.But i sniffed them back.Oh well,its unavoidable to bring back bad memories eh?Yesterday i skipped PE,once more,to practise with Rachel on the song we are singing for Talentime.I wonder if we will win,i hope so.I asked my whole class to come,and support both my team and Samantha's team.Argh.Stage fright,everybody gets it,even the most professional.Argh.Like Rachel said,she's scared that i might screw up after seeing the audience in LT4.Yeah,im afraid of that as well.I have the tendency to sing at a lower quality then usual during performances,and to forget chords.Argh.Which explains why i am practising day and night nowadays.Make it flow,make it flow.All right,better get going.More practises tomorrow in school with Rachel afterschool.Oh yes,after we packed up for home yesterday at the Student Lounge,the president of the student councel came over.I think her name is Jayne?If i spelled that right.Anyway,she asked if we were practising for the talentime."Yeah..." i answered as i zipped up my guitar bag."Please win ok?I think you guys are really good.You have a very solid voice."I was thinking under my breath,wow am i dreaming?Haha.Well,hopefully things will turn out like she says.This is the first time im feeling confident about something,about winning.Havent had much confidence for years.When was the last time i went,"I will pass this test!" or "I will win this!"?I seriously dont remember.I guess,the victory of this competition might not be the final prize at all,but its all about glory,fame and confidence.I want to find myself again.Come back to me.

Quotes of the Day:
Reuben,'You guys are pro's, the best. I'm sure you can make it out of the casino, of course, lest we forget, once you're out the front door, you're still in the middle of the fucking desert!'

[Last minute tips for Linus]
Rusty,'You look down, they know you're lying and up, they know you don't know the truth. Don't use seven words when four will do. Don't shift your weight, look always at your mark but don't stare, be specific but not memorable, be funny but don't make him laugh. He's got to like you then forget you the moment you've left his side. And for God's sake, whatever you do, don't, under any circumstances...'
Livingston,'Rus?'
Rusty,'Yeah?'
Livingston,' Come look at this?'
Rusty,'Sure.'[Leaves.]

[On the phone]
Terry,'Who is this?'
Rusty,'The man who is robbing you.'

Rusty,'You scared?'
Linus,'You suicidal?'
Rusty,'Only in the morning.'

Reuben,'Second most successful robbery. The Flamingo in '71. This guy actually tasted fresh oxygen before they grabbed him. Of course, he was breathing out of a hose for the next three weeks. God damn hippy.'

Tess,'You are a thief and a liar.'
Danny,'I only lied about being a thief, and I don't do that anymore.'
Tess,'Steal?'
Danny,'Lie.'

Saul,'I have a question, say we get into the cage, and through the security doors there and down the elevator we can't move, and passed the guards with the guns, and into the vault we can't open...'
Rusty,' Without being seen by the cameras '
Danny,'Oh Yeah, sorry, I forgot to mention that.'
Saul,'...Yeah well say we do all that... uh... were just supposed to walk out of there with $150,000,000 in cash on us, without getting stopped?'
Danny,'...Yeah.'
Saul,'Oh,ok.'

Danny,'Does he make you laugh?'
Tess,'He doesn't make me cry.'
---'Ocean's Eleven'(2001)