Hitchhike.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is a wholly remarkable book.

In many of the more relaxed civilizations on the Outer Eastern Rim of the Galaxy, the Hitchhiker's Guide has already supplanted the great Encyclopedia Galactica as the standard repository of all knowledge and wisdom, for though it has many omissions and contains much that is apocryphal, or at least wildly inaccurate, it scores over the older, more pedestrian work in two important respects.

First, it is slightly cheaper; and second, it has the words DON'T PANIC inscribed in large friendly letters on its cover.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a peculiar entry on what to do if you face certain, unavoidable death at the claws of a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal; the same method for "What to do if you find yourself trapped beneath a large boulder with no means of escape."

Because the planet Earth has no known population of Ravenous Bugblatter Beasts of Traal nor an abundant population of large boulders, I assume that this is the same method when faced with thick, unavoidable but slow-moving examination papers.

It says this:
"Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn't been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won't be troubling you much longer."

With that, I hope all of you enjoyed Towel Day (Tuesday) and didn't panic!

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, it could be your new before-bed reading material. It's mine already. ^*wink

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010

Click Edit.

Alright, where do I start?

Okay. Pop back 6 years, onto the Windows XP and you've got an 11 year old Bernard Sam keying in his second e-mail. See: he forgot the password to his previous one (ice_frost234@hotmail.com).

Yeah, you can spam hate mail to that account; if it's still in service that is. I won't read it, promise.

So for the past 6 years, I've been using game_freak2348@hotmail.com for just about everything. I know it's weird; don't ask.

Even as it sprawled the E-Mail Address box on my college/university applications, I can't blame anyone who would assume thoughts about me from the e-mail -- though they're probably all quite true. ^*wink

So here's my new e-mail address, with added identity for convenient recognition:
• bernardsam93@gmail.com

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010

You Had Me at, "What the--?"

You allocate several hours of the day just for revision. For the extra effort, you start the hours before the Sun even hits the horizon. Maybe.

You go to school. You sit down at school. You tell yourself, "I'm going to sail through this, and I'm coming out without a scratch." You've prepared for this.

Teachers walk down the aisle, sliding booklets onto your plastic desk, passing the occasional good luck to your ears, all the while with a bright smile of motivational value.

You look around. You give a thumbs up to the neighbouring exam-taker. He thumbs up back.

You face the front and rub the paper against the table. You wait. You hear, "Okay, you may start" out of nowhere. May; heh, so what happens if you don't start?

You flip the page and it's unfamiliar territory. Perhaps you've seen it, but the memory of it lay hidden in the deep recesses of your mind. That's fine, there's another 14 pages behind; at least one bound to be made 100% correct.

You decide to count the pages, make sure everything's fine and dandy. You proceed whipping the pages aside, staring motionlessly at the top of the paper. Numbers dart through and your eyes catch more never before seen territory, but you press forward. Black and white is all that welcomes you until you reach the end, where it's just white.

You start hearing more and more people sighing, by this time. Looks like it's a tough ride ahead; everyone's showing off the effort they're putting in.

You're at Page 2 once more. You read the question, analysing every word twice in your mind. You pen down your best answer and move on to the next. Soon you have to flip the page.

You do it. Then you do it again, and probably again.

You ask yourself: "Did I freaking study for the right paper?"

Well, I hope so.

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010

Next Time Try: Dinner-Time.

Ask any Year 11 kid out there, and he'd probably tell you he takes a nap after sitting for several papers earlier that day. Anybody; really go ahead, knock yourself out.

So I thought to myself, is 7:15PM too late for a nap? Well considering how I almost always end up having to eat dinner late, it wasn't such a great idea. The whole family shouts and I end up crashing through my room to get to the door on time. But I was so tired, could I even stay up tonight to finish a few past year Math papers?

Pity I didn't manage to process another thought; I was already in Narnia.

Note to self & you dear reader: Never think about whether or not to sleep in bed, because you will end up sleeping over it.

Sometime later, I wake up to loud bangings on the door. Ellya mumbles an incomprehensible speech about hard doors (?) and my ears shut her out. I slowly rotate using my ass and sit on the edge of the bed.

A scratch on the head and I'm squinting at my digital watch. It shouted at my mind, "8:40" but all my mind said back was, "don't you have a Math paper at 9:00AM?" I didn't say shiz, but the way my mind roared it, I might as well have.

I quickly fumbled to the door, opened it and leaned my head outward. Again I heard Ellya and my mum mumbling something about something. This time I did end up saying sh--.

I rushed to the airconditioning remote, turned that off and went to the bathroom. With surprising quickness I flung my sleeveless and pants off but suddenly gave more thought to my predicament.

I haven't even had dinner yet, have I?

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010

Let Fail Whales Lie.

If restarting the craze of blogging means anything, it doesn't mean I'm coming down from the Twitterspehere.

To be quite honest, there was a time where I prefered Twitter over Blogspot. It's fast, it's mobile, it's short and it's a great place for one-liners. The only problem: a 140 character limit.

While it is great to update on the fly, there is mind-boggling difficulty when trying to add a sense of detail and storytelling to your tweets. It's not impossible, it's just you need to lug a Thesaurus around with you all the time or resort to writing words people don't even understand; defeats the purpose, don't it?

That said, you could just end up sending a chain of tweets people might probably never follow through or just give up entirely and question why you even tried in the first place.

This is the main reason why I've returned to blogging.

But like I said, I'm not going Death Star with Twitter. My time with Twitter's given me a knack for it (and a uncontrollable addiction to tapping TwitBird on the iPhone).

With that, head on over to bernardsam on Twitter and click on the nice man with a plus on his head beside the word Follow.

It'll keep me talking to myself and to all my Followers in the process.

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010

Reboot.

Alright, let's see if I still got the hang of it.

Hellohello, this is Bernard Sam; Class of 2010, Seladang.

& this is blog number two, if you're the type that likes to keep track. After 5 months and several unfinished blog posts, I've come to the self-realisation that I can't possibly live my life without cataloging bits of it publicly on the Internet. That's a plus for both of us, being I can keep track of the past as it were and you can effectively know how I've been spending my past.

Google's genius. But that's why it's Google.

I'll be sticking to some of the past traditions I've established with LuckyLittleMeatCreature.blospot.com, such as including very conveniently placed dates which I call Points of Interest at the end of posts before their happenings -- though I will be leaving behind some, like the infrequent publishing gaps between posts, hopefully for good; which is great.

With that:

I'd like to welcome you to Always Second from the Right, where nothing is ever quite right; if you catch my drift.

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IGCSE 2010
International General Certificate of Secondary Education
11.05.2010 - 11.06.2010