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Nothing much to report for today. Went swimming in the late afternoon and felt both the fear of water and fear of the dark colide together. Technically, I'm not that frightened of the dark and I'm certainly enjoying the risks of capsizing out at MacRitchie, but once the two fears came together, they somehow made themselves larger. I guess that really proves that two negatives multiplied together bring a positive.

But anyway, since there's so much free space, I want to try to cover a) The Reason Why I Love to Wear the School Tie, 2) Explaination on Why I Can Tend to Sound and Appear Sick in the Mind.

Answer for Question 1:

Have you watched Ghost Whisperer? Notice how the dead characters have to go to every set in the same costume, whether it being a cowboy, a rugger, a pilot or even a teenager from the 60's. It's just so ironic that they have to go around in an outfit that somehow doesn't suit the surroundings. And I find that irony very ammusing. And thus I keep it a point to wear my tie from the time I go to school to the time I reach back home (except, of course, before and after canoeing training. You'll definitely find me without a tie after any training session.)

Also in the Prefect Regulations, I'm suppose to keep my tie on at all times as long as I'm within the school compound, unless instructed otherwise by people of higher authorothy or when during PE. But that's just 40% of my reason. The 'Ghost Whisperer' pont is the main one.

Answer for Question 2:

You see in Nanyang, many 'perverts' abound. Basically, they tell sick jokes and discribe horrifying details to others in their attempt to freak them out. So how did I learn to cope? I used counter-attack. I just pretend that I think they're serious in what they say and play along until the 'pervert' himself freaks out from his own medicine.

e.g. _____ comes in front of me and says at my face with a 'seductive' voice, "Come on, sexy. Let's go and have gay sex with each other. I know you want to. It's just fun..." I act as if I think he's serious and also act 'pervertic' myself, telling _____ back, "Why, sure hot-stuff. Come on and give me what you've got." I then go towards him as if I want to hug him and make 'tired grunts' as if I'm really serious. The guy freaks out and runs away in disgust just in time before I push him onto the table to 'make love', saying, "Ew! Ew! Ew!" as he tries to get the mental images out of his head.

While I still have my sanity proper and unmoved. Mig 3-Pervert 0.

Going to McDonald's West Coast for supper. Seeya tomorrow, and blessed Chinese New Year's Eve!