Sunday, November 20, 2005
Whanky.
Kenneth the Cap'n N. N and Vinod the HSK are leaving the college, convinced that the polytechnics are better suited for them and would offer more opportunities.
It has been a good and memorable year and an absolute pleasure on my part to have spent it with Kenneth and Vinod.
Simply looking at their goddamned stupid faces in the picture above (praise to Nadia) abjures a gushing wealth of uproarious and delightful memories. All of which are genuinely indelible. Hell, I would miss them.
As said in the Class-Weblog, I am exceedingly sorry to see them leave and I sincerely wish them all the bloody best in their future enterprises.
This cessation of our time spent as classmates does not bespeak a surcease of our friendship. Emphatically, both of you would always remain as great buddies of mine.
"Once a superhero, always a superhero." -The HKL.
Once again, on a separate note.
I was part of the TODAY newspaper STUDENT REPORTERS PROGRAMME, along with Sharifah.
We were required to sit for this whanky 90 minutes test, which supposedly is capable of sourcing out potential journalist, discerning the brilliant from the bullshits. I hope the whanky test adjudicates me as the former.
I must admit that it was an experience, it was decidedly whanky to meet Neil Humphreys. He writes for TODAY and has published a couple of books, a minor celebrity to say the least.
Sharifah is unquestionably en route to being one of the ten winners, by god, she is a mavin in writing. A bonafide wordsmith.
I have been participating in a couple of such competitions. I recently just completed the NUS one and now there is the Commonwealth shit coming up.
It my intent to be a part of as many as possible, and hopefully learn something from all of it, at the end of the doltish day.
As long as the college continues to send me for such competitions, I would fain agree. I sorely need to have at least some achievements on my Holistic Report Card, considering the bantam fact that I do not have a CCA and the imminently debasing remarks my tutor would be penning with blithe.
Hah, whanky.
Ali G is uproarious, and so is the new season of Family Guy. It is the holidays and I have loads of time to indulge in such leisurely pursuits. Have been tinkering around with the peds and doing my utmost to create some whanky riffs and shit of my own.
Hah, whanky.
I watched H. P and the Goblet of Fire with Sharifah dearest and it was whanky. The new Dumbledore is thoroughly disappointing. Dumbledore should be regal, majestic, awe-inspiring, graceful, judicious, silent yet strong, a little quirky but infinitely wise. However, the current Dumbledore is whankily whacked, more akin to a vacuous imbecile than a highly respected headmaster.
And I made the storming discovery that Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown are Indian. Goodness, I never knew. I mean I knew Cho Chang was Chinese, apparently. But Parvati and Lavender?
They wore saris or someshit to the Yule Ball with Potter and Ron. Now, that is hardcore whankiness.
Hail the Asians in the spotlight. 
