2 weeks, 14 days, 336 hours, 20160 minutes...

2 weeks. Can you believe it? 2 WHOLE weeks without school. God must be testing Albert.
Pardon yours truly going AWOL[(absent without obtaining leave)(there, you learn something new every day)] but he was battling mid year exams. And you know how mentally draining, physically exhausting, soul-sapping and anti blogging exams can be. So Albert really wasnt dead after all.
Right after the mid year torture was over, on Thursday, he and his merry bunch of friends went to watch Pirates 3. And one awesome movie that was, fast and furious with the action, riduculous with the logic, and funny as hell. The whole movie can be summerized into this line expressed by an exasperated bad guy in his experiance with Captain Jack Sparrow, "Sir, do you think Jack Sparrow has everything planned out, or does he just make it up as he goes?" An interesting question, but one that no one really wants to know the answer to anyway. Another nugget of advice from the great man himself, " If you dont like the circumstances, change the FACTS" is this guy amazing or what? Maybe its cause he's drunk and hallucinating half the time.
Come Saturday, it was Sam's birthday party. It was a small do really, a couple of ex-form 5 students, Chris Teh and Edvinn(and his gorgoues companion which isnt his girlfriend, or at least not yet)the form 3 guys, the usual suspects for form 5, Chris Yoong, Sean, Gao Loong, John, JT. Wai Chun was in Europe. Sigh. Boon arrived with Mee Pei and Hema, which kinda figueres. Tim and Wen were most unfashionably late.
He had a nice barbeque going, lotsa chicken wings, sausages, this weird noodle like substance, and balls. The fried type and the fish type. And a very homely homemade chocolate cake. Ah, food.
After that they retired to a night of video games and more food. Cant imagine a better way to end a night. Well it is at least going to be a helluva lot better than the next 2 weeks.
2 freaking weeks. Now calm down, think, what would Jack Sparrow do......

Prefect-uh Prom-uh Unity Night-Dinner-whatever

Say what you want all you Yih Ren bashers, but really, you gotta give it to the guy who managed to pull of a 70% student majority prefect dinner. Oops, “Unity Dinner”. Right.
So here was Albert, drowning in post-debate depression, hoping Saturday he could eat his depressed soul out at the buffet dinner, which is some sort of consolation. Of course it would be nice if he had a friend who could give him a good pat on his back and go all : “ Come, come, its alright,” but you can’t eat your friends you see. They wouldn’t taste good anyway. Nothing like food for the depressed soul.
But no. Owh no. Yih Ren wanted him to MC the Pref- erm, UNITY dinner. Alright. Alright. Fine. Eager to help in any ******* way possible Yih Ren.
Cant say Albert hated it. Its always nice to feel important. Shereena was being extra nice(she had her eye on Best Dressed), Reddy called, sms-ed, desperately reminding him to reserve a seat for her and Roshan, as though the fate of the entire world depended on whether Reddy and Roshan could park their asses strategically that day. So yeah, nice feeling important.
Tess actually came for the dinner. Which was odd. She brought Boon Han as her date. Albert hears the tectonic plates moving already, let us not push it.
Shereena wore an over-the-top flowing gold gown. She couldn’t pull it off. Sigh. She should have just worn the prefect uniform. Wai Chun was cool in beige, a real contrast among guys that wore dark colours.
The whole program was jammed packed with performances, with really bad ones here and there. Roshan was noticeably unimpressed(but he’s experience probably justifies it). But of course, Reddy was always there to “distract” him. Good looking guy no doubt, must get these kinda things a lot. Lucky bastard.
Edvinn won Prom King( Oliver picked him over Wai chun, yes a stroke of brilliance from Yih Ren). Prom queen was Yin Shi. Edvinn was one happy guy. Albert was nominated for Best Dressed, which goes to show that you can look good without spending a dime. Of course he didn’t win. There was a goofier dressed dude.
Shereena got nominated for Best Dressed, but you see, a girl in a sari won it. Hey, stranger things happened(like someone coming for the supposedly “lame” dinner).
Just when everyone was bored out of their skulls of the performances, the dancefloor was finally open!! Yay! The whole 10 square feet of it!! Well the party animals made the best out of it, the whole half an hour of it, in spite of lousy deejaying(probably distracted sms-ing Shereena, yes, one of the dudes actually liked her).
All this while, Shereena was busy with Nigel, making up for the ground she lost to Husna. The pursued now has to pursue. Ah, the sweet irony. Just like Boon Han and…..whoa!!...the plates are moving again!
As if not enough, to compound Albert’s misery, Chelsea had to draw for Man Utd to open up 5 point gap.
Damn, he should’ve ate more.