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Thursday, March 04, 2004
Who turned out the lights?

When the only thing worth blogging is a blackout in a little outpost settlement deep in the lush Malaysian jungles, you can just roughly imagine what exciting lives we lead.

Sadly, thats how it is here in Lembah Beringin. Except the fact that the little blackout meant more than just a little light bulb gone kaput.

A blackout means, among other things :

a) Depressingly hot chalets. You don't have to worry about not being able to cook in your chalets when the whole building's one giant toaster oven.

b) Even more depressingly dirty swimming pools. If you haven't figured it out yet, EVERYONE pisses in the pool once in a while, not just you. There's a reason why pool is spelled with a P (yes, that was a pun). The pool cleaning mechanism won't work without good ol' electricity. Hence, the whole place smells like one giant toilet. Wow, what an excellent companion for your extra-large oven.

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Mocks are over for most juniors. They have just begun for the seniors. It wasn't so bad, myself having survived a most interesting Econs paper today. This whole week has been really quiet, especially since seniors are given a study break. The juniors in general declared their own holidays. Ahh, the beauty of living in a democracy.

KMB is hosting a Mega-Sporting Event thing next weekend. There'll be hundreds and hundreds of people from various colleges partcipating. Or so I hear. Our own college is sending a hundred students, and we can only leave on Saturday after classes. Great. That means we'll have to play as soon as we get off from a most amazing 2-hour bus trip. Personally, I think its a splendid idea. (the Mega-Sporting Event, not the leaving on Saturday bit). Especially to our students. It would have the same effect of visiting the orphanage to realise how blessed you are to have loving parents. Heh :)

Oh, and I also heard that some of them (our KMB counterparts) are coming over this weekend. Let's give them a traditional KYUEM welcome. Yes, I'm sure there are other ways to make people feel welcome without the samurai game. Though the thought is tempting. Especially after what they (and every other team) did to our rugby squad.

Well.

To all MOCK takers, KMB game players and the people in Admin who are responsible for settling our electric bills, BANZAI! uhm, yeah.