Of Miss Solitude and Mr Kenneth Lin for Company
Greetings!Wednesdays,early release.1110am.Couldnt wait for lessons to end.Besides the boredom of it all,it was some personal reasons that tempted me to leave the room.(Keep quiet about it,Corinna.)Anyway,the "bell" rang,and i left the lecture theatre to meet Ahmad at the canteen.We discussed yesterday night,that we wanted to have a jamming session.Being the less superior player than him,he had to come up with songs that i already know to jam to.Oh well,what can i do?I wanted to grab a guitar from the music room,but i found it locked up tight.So i went for the jamming session,guitar-less.Ahmad was there,and he borrowed a guitar from a J1 guy.I think his name is Lucas.Wow,cool name.Anyway,since i learned John Mayer's "My Stupid Mouth" not too long ago,we jammed to that.Haha.It was great fun,despite not being able to hear myself.The canteen was too noisy to hear anything,really.He left for his Learning Journey trip to Tekong,and left me with his guitar.I went over to the library later on.A test is coming up,didnt want to fail it.Though i half expect myself to score nothing higher than a "F".I went into the library,and due to the warning Mr Wan gave us the other day,it was dead quiet in the library.(I think thats how you spell his name.)Speaking of library,that library bitch made my friend's friend cry,just because she laughed in the library.When did it become such a serious crime to laugh in a library?If she was disturbing people,fine.But how much can a laughter distract one's attention?The only person who got irritated,was probably you.Anyway,i shall not waste anymore space and words on her.I found a seat at the end of the library,and sat myself down.I didnt know what to do at first really,so i pulled out my headset and listened to it.Staring at the notes only made my head swirl,so i looked around the library.Half of the population was sleeping,while the other half was dilligently working on something.Library bitch was nowhere to be seen.Probably in her office reading some magazine about old unmarried women,too ashamed to face the eyes of the public.Time dragged on,and somehow the library became colder.I read through the notes on Numerical Methods and Discrete Random Variable.I do understand them,but to answer them tomorrow,thats the trick.Oh well,i guess shutting yourself away from everyone might perhaps be a form of therapy?Miss Solitude might be your best friend when Mr "I have lots of friends" is not around.Sitting alone in the library,listening to Symphony 92.4,was enjoyable and yet,lonely in a way.Listening to the violin solos.Haha.Yeah,solos.Get what i mean?

It was close to 110pm,and i went to the room to play some guitars.Met Kevin on the way there,and we talked for awhile.In the end,he left me in the room to take care of things.Or rather,i left myself in there.I found the world outside too noisy and stressful for me to comprehend.Playing guitar alone in that room is a bliss.Nobody can hear you,and you cannot hear anybody.Save for the occasional throbbing sound from the band members.So,i sat in the corner,and played the acoustic guitar while drinking my Milo.Finally,i do have someone to accompany me,alongside Miss Solitude.Mr Kenneth Lin.(That is what the sticker on the guitar read.Thats what i call that acoustic guitar nowadays.Kenneth.Haha.)

2pm,Kevin came back,and we went upstairs for the meeting.Was pretty excited to see her around,but obviously she was late.Mr Wong held the interview next door.So Kevin and I,being the people with absolutely nothing to do,went over to check things out.Mr Wong lost his voice or something,so he was speaking like a mice.The other J2s arrived,and we gathered near the candidates.It was basically the same as the question and answer session really,for your information Valerie.Tee Wee,or Tee Oii,or Tee Oi,whatever,had the most say in whatever things.He's enthusiastic yes,but his motive was all over the place.Im still in love with the idea of having Samantha as the president.At least we wont have to worry about not making it to the SYF with "some people".(You know who.Not you Debbie.)Apparently,the teachers didnt like Tee Oii as much as we've thought.Neither did they like the guy who sat beside him,whose name i cannot remember,(The quarter master guy.)I told Mrs Tan that im pretty fond of Samantha,as the president that is.Everyone agreed,but she kept her opinions.Its all up to them to show their qualities next week,when they organise the so called,"Bonding Session".Good luck guys,surprise us.

That concludes my date with Miss Solitude and Mr Kenneth Lin.Though i must admit that you guys were pretty quiet most of the time.But at least,it saved me from the gossiping and the endless chatter that went on all around the school.Argh.I feel as if we are in a different league,and different world altogether.Yes,you guys are nice people,but i guess i need my time away from you guys once in awhile.Perhaps,i should leave everything behind,like Tristan Ludlow.Haha.Oh well,perhaps that might work someday.Im glad that somebody understands how i feel.You know who you are.Yeah,someday.

Song of the Moment---Adia by Sarah Mclachlan