We might as well keep ourselves occupied.

OK, as if to support my previous entry, The Da Vinci Code: Stylish or Rubbish, look at what I've got from HowStuffWorks (Click here). Enough said.

Anyway, I've been quite busy nowadays, following my mother to do her shopping (I never do any shopping. Everytime we go to Jusco, I'll straightaway make my way to MPH Bookstores. When she's done shopping, she'll come and look for me there), settle bills and so on. It's quite a nice way of killing time, otherwise you seem to have nothing else to do.

Much as I hate seeing my school dropping in its standards, I have the inclination of visitting it soon, perhaps this Friday and Saturday. Yes, you read it right. My school isn't doing as well as it was before. After the retirement of my principal, Mr. Louis Rozario Doss, my heart sank as I visitted the school last week during the school holidays. It seemed so foreign to me. Nothing much has changed, except for the classes and the condition of the school. Not as tidy and clean as I expected it to be, classrooms in utter chaos and great mess and the school wasn't as lively as I expected it to be.

I knew what the reasons were too all these problems, but it is something that I wouldn't want to share with you here in my blog, lest someone threatens to sue me for defaming the school authorities. I've heard enough of those reasons from members who are closely related to the school.

I do intend to visit the school this Friday and Saturday, no matter how disappointing the school will be to me. I want to visit old teachers and meet my friends, if I can. At least I'll be doing something rather than just staying at home. I'm curious to know how the drama is going on, too. Like any Michaelians (who still care about the happenings in SMI), I'm particularly interested in the drama tradition and I'm very supportive towards it. Being involved in the drama for two years (2002 - Flower Drum Song; 2004 - The King And I), I know how it feels like to be able to give a tremendous public performance, one that is, no doubt, memorable to both the audience and the performers themselves.

Soon, I'll be flying to Beijing for a tour. During that eight days of travelling, this blog will be frozen temporarily. I use the phrase "frozen temporarily" as in temporarily stop blogging.

This is not my first time travelling overseas, however, strange as it may sound to you, my enthusiasm is not there anymore. I long to travel, yet not as excited when I first travelled to Shanghai in 2003. Perhaps, it's got something to do with my being feeling lonely and friendless in Ipoh?

God knows.