It's been a while since I'd last blogged, and I apologise for that (if you have been continuously coming to check my blog). I've just been so terribly busy, that I haven't been able to find the time to just sit and collect my thoughts on what has been happening.

Nurie was in town for the past week, so we decided to take her under our roof for a few nights. We went shopping, met up with Ew-Jun, wrecked our voices out on Singstar with Ivan Chee, jammed on the guitars, watched Borat (FINALLY! WAWAWEE!) and some episodes of The Office... And t'was all great fun :)

Now, I am tired. I am exhausted from all the maths tutoring and tennis training in the mornings. I'm in need of a late night, and a late wake-up call. I'm in need of much sleep, and winding down. Especially before school - ah, before the start (literally, with all the old Year 12s gone now) of Year 12. I had played my last tennis competition on Saturday morning with the usual group under my coach, Khoo's wing. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to complete the entire match - with only three matches to go, I had to leave. It was sad, really. I was in the running for second place! :( Which reminds me, about today's Australian Open's Men's Singles Match - Federer rocked ass. He is now my new idol. For tennis. And my, err, performance.

In a way, I am looking forward to going back to Sydney. I'm looking forward to school. I want to live in a structured life or routine, one where I don't need to be continuously wondering what I will do the next morning, afternoon, breaktime, teatime and night. I like to have something I can really work towards, and in the right environment too. I really believe that if I'm at school, miles away from home and in a more confined structure/routine, I can work harder. I wouldn't have all the distractions I have today, back home.

I contradict myself. I don't want to go back, really. I want to stay here. The thought of not coming back for the next six months haunts me every day. It really hurts. I just don't see how I'm going to pull through with it. Of course, I'm definately not alone. I have Ew-Jun, who will meet with me at least once a month (our new deal!) - a meal, a movie or studying at the state library. Mum will be down a little more often too - one, my 18th birthday is 11-12 days from now; two, when I come back from the Japan Trip, I will have a few days remainding of the Easter holidays. I made a deal that dad and I visit Ji-Shen down in Melbourne for a weekend in Term 2. By then, I'd be all ready to go home for the winter holidays.

I don't think I have everything I need to have done, done. I still have accessories I need to buy, like toothbrushes, stationary, etc. I still need to find a decent jacket/sweater to replace my worn-out Singaporean one, and a new pair of khaki shorts to replace my already tearing apart Espirit ones now. I also need to visit the opticians to get my spectacles adjusted, and look for last minute DVDs to last me 6 months. Oh, and not to forget - I must see dad before I go, also because he owes us pocket money for the term; and my good friend Su-Yi, who I need to say goodbye to properly.

Ah, so much to do and so little time to do it all. I even have maths study, which is a constant kind of effort and a History Extension essay proposal to write and a Japanese letter to write for sensei and an English essay on four texts about the Imaginative Journey.

Sigh. I have a sorethroat.
I think it's from all the singing yesterday. Damn, I hope I don't get sick :\

Cheers.