Today was rather refreshing...allowing me to draw on some valuable insights offered by the US Marine Band's principal percussionist, Mark Latimer. The Marine Band members arrived today accompanied by their director Col. Colburn...a rather tall, lean and ageing man with a style of conducting that rather arouses curiosity and interest rather than our DOMs'...which instead inspire a little boredom and blank, mundane routine. Mark was not too tall, ewan mcgregor-ish, medium built, friendly with the slighest hint of pride. But who am I kidding? I suck at reading people. haha. Looks as though understanding first impressions isn't really my forte. Anyway, it was humbling to be in the presence of a percussion great such as him, although he looked a little impressed and humbled by my SL's drumset technique on a couple of songs.

I took a short look at 'You Have 3 Minutes', a book by a successful Brazilian entrepreneur who managed to sell his idea to Donald Trump in just 3 minutes, and walked out with a closed deal. 3 damn minutes! that's how long it takes? that's it? So it piqued my interest...but my friend's still reading it so he's going to pass it to me, maybe tomorrow...so I can have a better look into it. Apparently the book seeks to preach the importance of making snap decisions, understanding the impact and importance of first impressions, the weight of one's intuition...and a few other factors which.....yes. I forgot, okay? haha. At least this memory's doing something for me rather than forgetting EVERYTHING i try to remember.

Lets see...I weigh approximately 119 pounds. And according from what I've read, I'd need to take in at least 1-2 grams of protein per pound of my weight to gain the muscle mass I need. Now that's around 240 grams of protein, taking the high side of the equation. And get this. A chicken breast gives you around 24grams. Imagine having to eat 10 chicken breasts in a day to meet that requirement. WHAT THE HELL!? I shoulda kept my protein powder around. That stuff gives you 120 grams in one serving, I think. That leaves only one question...where the hell am I supposed to get hold of that much meat? Chugging it is another thing. 10 chicken breasts...who are they trying to kid. haha. I gotta think this over.

I was being a moron at the lunch table today...much to everyone's amusement. I think I do a pretty good job at making a fool out of myself just to incite laughter. BUT I also think its worth it! haha. This guy named Joel from band B was at our table, and we were talking cock after finishing our food. We were talking about outdoor, and band back in secondary school and JC and stuff...so he asked me "are you from ACJC?" so I said "how would you make that connection?" and he said "well ACJC students are under Dr Lee, and produce good players, AND they do very well for SYF"................................"I'm not from ACJC" haha! no connection at all, totally. especially the SYF part...then he asked me "are you 89? (born in 1989)" so I said "gosh no I'm 19." hehehe...if stupidity was a skill I am SO close to mastering it.

So mum told me yesterday that it's confirmed we're going sunway lagoon from 20-23 December. Damn I do hate going to Malaysia. I'm going to have to carry a sharpened pencil in my pocket again so I can stab the next bored motherfucker who tries to do something even remotely undesirable. You know how those malaysian thugs are. "Eh mat, I still not full sia...you got more money for some more prata?" "don haf balls...you?" "tak de seh...we go parang someone la, k?" "steady ah, i go get my moto"..............lowlifes.

Ah well look on the bright side! I'll be shopping, and going on rides made for people half my age. How...tittilating. Sorry, been looking at too many 'Xiang' bak gua ads.

Did I ever tell you about the sharpened pencil? If you're wondering. There was this girl who was, I think, kidnapped by this guy, and it so happened she was carrying a pencil with her. So she stabbed the dickhead (no she didn't stab his dickhead. he's the dickhead.) and got away. Smart, eh? It's not necessarily a weapon, its not illegal, but can still give you a good dose of lead poisoning! serves you right.

Alright...I think I've been going on and on about the Malaysia thing for quite some time already. I don't think I've ever stopped since last year. hahaha. Bad experience. Not easy to accept people once you've formed a rather developed stereotypical view of them. I'm not one to hold grudges though! so things might change...might change. might.

Tomorrow is another long dayyyyyyyy...so I'll get back to you tomorrow. cya!