Tuesday, June 20, 2006 | 11:29 PM

Ok I'm happy. Cos I finally managed to get rid of the disgusting topic of mitosis/meiosis. The past few days had been quite a grind. The concentration span gets shorter and the desire to just get up and walk out of the effing library intensifies with the minutes. The only medication I got is my ipod; feeding me with painkillers of music, numbing everything else. Metaphoric you say, how true it all seems to me. Ok and maybe everybody else mugging in the hols. I've learnt my lesson. I know, Dinie, but you don't have to remind me. Although it was my choice but I just can't help feeling weird at times. Times when I suddenly realise everyone ard me is different frm me in someway, be it imaginary or there.

Wx and I are the sole survivors among us who mug in the lib. Shuyun had been gone to do her retail therapy, Su has been too occupied with her dance (or rather her dance had been occupying her as usual) and Jn seem to be having a problem of coming to sch. Perhaps she just need to get used to getting out of e hse. I do it everyday. Dragging myself to train or just gg to mug. Somehow, strangely, weirdly and shockingly I look fwd to tmr's trg despite knowing that I have abt 101 things to revise esp MATHS. I AM IN DEEP SHIT FOR MATH. Tell me abt it ok? SNORTS~ I saw Amantha today in the morning. I really need a pressure-killer too. She was asking Mr Koh maths. omfg. That means I'm possibly the last person doing smth abt Math. Oh wait. I did a bit on Graphing Techniques. HAHAHAS. IN YOUR FACE. While doing the se for photosyn, I had this really wild imagination.. me being the top Bio and Chem student. woohoos. That must be a brain-juice-drying-up-symptom.

Su didn't come and meet us for mugging today. I was pretty upset over the whole thing. It felt like we're somehw falling apart. The period of time during exams made us all vulnerable and maybe slightly over-sensitive. And it doesn't help to be the only guy among them with much thanks to Ivan who is the ONLY OTHER GUY taking the same combi as me and he's not really into mugging with the rest of us I guess. I know tt sounds crap.

I heard the song on wx's ipod. It's my new favourite. hehs.

Remember The Name


You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[Chorus]

They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

Alright, me and wx are gg to mug efficiently tmr. And I spotted this $1 lormee so very near sch. Ok lormee craving will be satisfied tmr since the crepe craving has been killed today.