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:: Saturday, May 31, 2003 ::

Manage to squeeze The Matrix: Reloaded into my tight friday schedule. Met up with vai and junita at TM Mall. I seriously shouldn't have known that Keenu Reeves is gay - I admit, I am homo-phobic-(I just think its ...ugh..) The visual stunts were very well carried through all in a single take. Well done. But that was interferred by thoughts of gay man pulling steel bar out, gay man doing kungfu, gay man doing superman thing And then when Vai said 'ooh hes so cute.' I had to chip in with the 'but hes gay' bit. Ugh. I need psychiatric help.

I think the philosophy was quite easy to absorb, its quite common sensical but something not worth pondering on. I just have one question which I hope someone can help me out. Is Zion part of the matrix? If it is, then the world that we live in according to the producers is the one within Zion itself. And of course we have our very own little and unsophisticated system of the matrix called the server. Hmm, I wonder if servers have a 101 matrix system within them.

:: Stuffy 5/31/2003 04:19:00 AM [+] ::
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Everyone's blog seems to be progressing day by day. I wonder whether I have more to think about than write about, or more to write about than think about. Or both. I choose the former. Poundering on one thought for a moment seems irrelevant in the next. Its something like zeigeist. Oh well. Let me see...

A day at school
Rush into line at 7.35. Nothing really changes in the order of the way people arrange themselves. Its like a permanent permutation of some sort. First Sarita, then Sarah, if Divya's around shes infront of me and then Vai at the back, followed by Jane or Melanie whichever comes first and so forth.
I never like entering LT4 for Math when I'm welcomed with a pungent musty smell. Not that I mind Math as a subject itself, but its one of those lessons where following the second needle of the clock is more interesting than copying numerical sums. Thats when I wonder why didn't I wake up late for school this morning and trot down to school during break time, happily picking up math lecture notes and copying them for the sake of copying them from one of those poor innocent souls who actually bother to come for math lecture itself.
The rest of the day is filled with the usual banter of jokes from the Gulab J and I can't remember what lessons. The weather in TJ always seems too humid and terribly hot so much so that it energy wears out even before noon. Sometimes I contemplate climbing up the mango tree to get afew ripe mangoes to bring home for supper when no one is looking. Unfortunately, these trees are placed in a very convenient location outside the HOD offices, more specifically Mr Bala and Mrs Than's office. How unfair, you know they go to waste just hanging there. Its not like Mr Bala eats them or anything, or does he?
To be continued some other day.

:: Stuffy 5/16/2003 08:49:00 AM [+] ::
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