I have finally come to the conclusion that the reason I was dormant for such a long time was because there was no F1 to talk about. Hee hee hee... Therefore, I have decided to rename my blog 'F1!!!' because really it forms the main portion of what I like to talk about. With other things in my everyday life I can always relate to some person or another, but in the case of F1, the very sad thing is that very little people do ever watch F1 seriously. Well, in Singapore, at least.

Alonso, as usual, was lucky. VERY lucky. Even he himself admits to that(which in my opinion he should have admitted a very long time ago). He just missed hitting Felipe Massa when the Ferrari Massa was driving spun out and you could really see him turning the steering just to avoid hitting him. No wonder my brother calls Alonso "Alon-so-taiko" (taiko means overly lucky, by the way). Raikkonen was extremely spectacular, starting from 22th place into 3rd place(I feel it simply does injustice to him by saying that he started from the back of the grid. It doesn't show how great his achievement is). Last Sunday will probably be one of the best drives in his entire career. Me and my brother were betting on what position he would be in by the end of the first lap. I took 19 and he took 17. It turned out that we were both a long way off as he was already in 13th place by the end of the first lap. Personally though, I felt that the star of the day was the new driver Nico Rosberg. This being his very first race, he managed to get into the 7th place by the end of the race, scoring 2 championship points. This is probably a driver to look out for. A pity that he's stuck with the Williams team for 3 years, or else he might have been able to break Alonso's record for being the youngest driver to win the F1 championship(very sorry to Williams' fans.)

Enough about F1. Choir camp 2006 is coming very soon. In fact, tomorrow. I really do miss the year in 2003 when we had an overnight camp. Yes, we had to do sentry duty, and we also had choir practice at around 8, and endured one night in the freezing school hall, which was so cold that I kept waking up(my internal heat-regulating system wasn't developed yet). Still, that particular choir camp has always remained the best choir camp I've ever had.

I have yet to fully memorise the song that we are supposed to be auditioning for for the choir camp. It's called 'Ngana', which is an indigneous Aboriginal word for 'shark'. Usually I never have problems with the melody memorisation, just a bit of effort on the words, but this is an exception. The song itself is so repetitive that it's really quite difficult to learn.

My very slightly mental group leader(my guess is that she is overly enthusiastic, that's all)- she's my friend, by the way- has sent us all an email asking us to memorise all our camp cheers. Our camp group is called 'Diatomic Triplets'. Why is that? Well, we have to fit in with our camp theme of 'Camp-mystery of Music', which sounds like 'Chemistry of Music'. To me, though, our group name sounds like 'Diatonic Triplets'. Well, whatever it is, doesn't matter.