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true colours, true friends?

2011-07-08T09:05:00.000-07:00

I guess the summer nights make one think a lot.

As my desktop purrs ever so steadily and with everybody fast asleep, I find myself overwhelmed suddenly by the serenity of it all. I am disconnected from the world and so many things hit me I have to pen this down.

After all, it's not everyday you feel philosophical.

Over said, over heard. How do you define a true friend? How can you be sure they are true friends?

I've never really thought hard about this issue so I'm going to force myself to think right here, right now.

Since friendship is all about the connection between humans, I should think it is only natural for 'true' friendship to be mutual.

So, 2 criteria then.

1) You think of him/her as a true friend.
2) He/she thinks of you as a true friend. (Also the one most people take for granted)

1) You

I guess the former is the easiest to judge and it really is all about who do you really think of first when you are bored and thinking about the good old times. Who do you want celebrating your major milestones in life with? Who do you feel most comfortable confiding in? You need to ask of a huge-ass favor, who do you think of first?

Of course there is the issue of having so many friends (esp in uni) it becomes practically impossible to filter. It's so easy to lose track and get lost, trying to fit in or replace friends that you no longer see every other day, week or even month.

Humans need to adapt, we need to adapt. Our surroundings change naturally as we split paths to pursue our individual dreams. We thus, come into contact with other people. Humans need to interact, otherwise, they die. It's what you call, the human connection. As a result, you try to fit in. You change yourself, the way you speak, the way you live and soon you get so caught up in it the winds of time erode the track you once trod and you forget about secondary school, you forget about jc... Quite sad.

So what we need to do is to realize time not only makes us older, time also erodes. Time erodes our memories. Memories like grabbing a plastic bottle to play soccer during recess and getting screwed by the teacher upon returning to class yet managing a cheeky grin at your fellow comrades. Memories like going to the band room everyday to perfect/hone your part and more importantly, because you like the people there. Memories like playing a computer game and liking it because you love the idea of the few of you against the world.

Yes, new memories are created every day. Memories like knowing you are only a bit-part player yet feeling like you scored 4.3 when your teammate scores a goal. Memories like complaining how the project was absolutely screwed up and how late it already is together with friends knowing you are just glad to have them in your group.

Here, I guess being proactive is the way to go. It's what you can and should do if you really treasure a friendship. After all, we have always had to fight to get what we want.

2) Him/Her

But of course, the feeling should be mutual. So how can you tell if someone values you as strongly as you to him/her? Sometimes, I guess that's the beauty of it all, you just know it.

That's the perfect story. However, what if you are wrong? ie You really treat him/her as a valued friend and you realize that the gut feeling that served you so well all along may be wrong.

That has to be one of the most screwed-up feelings in the world. Putting in effort and knowing you're never ever going to break into this social circle. Investing so much time and effort knowing you probably did those in vain.

Being proactive here will serve absolutely no use. Move on? I only have 2 more years left. Is there enough time?

So what do you do now? I really have no idea. Someone tell me? Or I guess I'll return to sucking my thumb.

muses after summerrr

2010-08-13T03:10:00.000-07:00

While watching a certain video last night (http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=455621345922), something struck me cold.

I am no longer 'young', I am no longer on the side of the divide where I can get away from everything with a smile or sorry. I can no longer say that I am young and innocent. I can no longer blame anybody for anything that happens. I can no longer throw my burdens onto my parents when I can no longer handle them.

As the whistle is about to blow on the most awesome 4 months of forever, I guess I need to really take a moment to think. just. think.

I guess one's friends only ever increase as time passes. Or does it? As we continue our individual paths to 'success in life' (whatever that may mean), it's inevitable we meet more like-minded people and friends in the process. But do we actually bother to catch up with our friends from years before? Or are we complacent enough to think the ties of friendship will never weaken? How many times have we met up with old classmates and after that night, realise how much you don't know about them anymore and try as we might, know that that period of yesteryear was as close as we could ever have gotten to telepathic?

Time not only heals, time destroys.

Another fundamental problem of society is the prevalent mentality of fitting in. Especially in schools. As circumstances craft us all into social butterflies (it does), we get so caught up in it all that sometimes, I think we all forget to be ourselves.

To be cool, we try to blend in. We try to change ourselves. I am guilty of that myself. And it usually isn't till we really reflect that we realise that we aren't actually happy. Stereotypes really are rampant in this world we live in. We try every means possible to avoid being a 'gamer', 'nerd', 'geek', 'zhai nan'. So we smoke, we drink, we club, we try to be modern ghost-busters by busting boomers and smokers. We try to fit in.

People are really vulnerable. Nobody feels secure.

We need a cauldron of varying personalities. The world cannot do with just cool people. We need geeks, we need bastards, we need bitches. We need change, we need provocation, we need to be different. We need to have an unique identity. And that's why we should just be our damn selves.

Standing out isn't wrong. Conformity is.

Have you ever realised that when friends say you have changed, it is because you have stopped living your life THEIR way?

To change or to conform?

Of 'weeeeeh' and 'firm'

2010-05-17T09:32:00.001-07:00

You, my friend
Were one of a kind.
So jolly a man,
Even when people did you wrong, you said never mind.

You made befriending people seem like an effortless task,
Suddenly, approaching and saying hello didn't seem like such a big ask.

I remember your pranks, jokes and infectious laughter,
So affable that you charmed even the fiercest teacher.

Everywhere you went, you lit up the place.
In lectures you saved others who were always in a daze.

Though you bragged a lot about your footballing ability
The truth is your outstanding quality was your immense humility.

Your energy always made the class bounce,
So much so when it came to enthusiasm, we always trounced.

'Weeeh~'was an expression I eventually grew to love
Up till now, it remains in my brain's treasure trove.

Now all I want to do
Is to tell you again.
From the bottom of my heart,
You will always be the happy, awesome guy everyone loved, my dear dear friend.

MFE

2009-11-26T05:15:00.000-08:00

MFE used to be a foreign and neutral acronym.

Ministry for Environment? Check!

Mail for Exchange? Check!

Master of Financial Economics? Check!

But it could also damn well stand for Intermediate Maths for Econs.

Boy is it far from neutral now.

MFE before today : Not soooo bad.

MFE after today : Major Fatal Exam. (This is already being extremely well-mannered already. There's another one that's much more obvious and explicit. You guys can figure it out! Or you can request for clues.)

This must be the best image on the web at the moment. Trust google images to come up with the perfect image.

Presenting my feeble take on .... "The nightmare before Christmas"

2009-11-05T09:11:00.000-08:00

On the 25th of Dec, we exchange holiday experiences.

In the month of Nov, we exchange information during bidding.

On the 25th of Dec, we chat about the upcoming Boxing Day fixtures in the BPL.

In the month of Nov, we chat about the upcoming exam schedules.

On the 25th of Dec, we sing songs about giving, joy and Santa Claus.

In the month of Nov, we sing songs about professors, fallacies and the auntie at Subway.

On the 25th of Dec, power sockets are used to power christmas trees and chocolate fondue fountains.

In the month of Nov, power sockets are used to power laptops, ipods and handphones.

On the 25th of Dec, we talk about how the past year has been wonderful.

In the month of Nov, we talk about how the past night's 3 hours of sleep was wonderful.

On the 25th of Dec, we exchange well-wishes, blessings and gifts.

In the month of Nov, we exchange grievances, readings and shitz.

On the 25th of Dec, we hang glittery balls onto christmas trees.

In the month of Nov, we hang ourselves in group study rooms.

Last but not least,

On the 25th of Dec, SS stands for Super Santa.

In the month of Nov, SS stands for...................

Santa, save us. Christmas cannot come sooner.

Yours Sincerely
Gareth aka Jlo aka Jun Long

p.s. I admit I haven't started mugging intensively yet but I promise you I will soon. While wild boars in Tekong charge before thinking, I charge my batteries before mugging.

You know something's really wrong when Ngog scores =(

2009-10-27T08:21:00.000-07:00

You know why it sucks to lose big matches? Because you have to endure the ribbing and worst of all, I don't even dare to read the newspapers for a couple of days after we've lost.

Newspapers LOVE to whack us whenever we lose. It's as if all the journalists in the world are jealous Liverpool fans. Incredible! I remember the Burnley match. Headlines after the loss read "United in Crisis" "Come back, Ronny" "United Blake-d"

Argh.. And when Liverpool or Chelsea lose?
"Aquilani's will win us the league" (NOT!)
"XXX set to face the wrath of the wounded beasts"
"Returning King (Joe) Cole will lift the gloom"

What happened to the witty headlines you guys could have come up with?
"Dont bother calling 999, the Kop is down!"
"Benitez Agger-vated!"
"Ess-sian!"
"Fergie: 'Cech-mate!'"

But anyway, on to my main point.

Sadly, the liverpool match confirmed what I've feared all along. Despite the wealth of midfield players we have at our disposal, none of them can carry a team like Stevie G or Lampard can.

Michael Carrick?

Benayoun could have been slurping a bowl of laksa and still zipped past him.

Scholes?

He's now so slow that even Titus Bramble can out-sprint him. See-rye-ears!!!

Anderson?

He needs to stop thinking he's Scholes by pinging cross-field passes all the time. Shoot more! Even Evra shoots more than you.

Hargreaves?

A flower vase. So fragile he's perma-crocked. Hopefully his extended holidays have changed that!

Get well soon Fletcher! We need you back.

Transport, third?

2009-10-20T23:56:00.000-07:00

What's up with Singaporeans?

Firstly, to the dude who sports a mat cap and squints out at the corner of your eye while plonking yourself onto the seat and pretending to sleep, WAKE UP. Blind as a bat, fat as a cat, whatever. I am no noble soul but if I see an old lady's hand trembling just from holding onto the pole, i'd give up my seat without a second thought.

Just because you have two foreign objects stuck in your larger-than-an-elephant ear doesn't give you the right to PRETEND not to hear calls for you to give up your seat. Then again, I hope your earpiece's so dirty (it probably is given your laziness) you get millions of zits and pimples on your ears. Talk about funky ear accessories.

Secondly, to the missys and misters who 'politely' tilt your bodies to allow other and enjoy being grinded upon, provided the feeling's mutual, then by all means go ahead. Otherwise, freaking step out of the train before re-entering. Want to 'bua' go club, please thanks!

And indeed, I chanced upon a certain post and it evoked really poignant emotions. Memories of yesteryear suddenly came flooding back.

Memories of scrambling for the ball on the beach volleyball court, memories of digging up hot sand furiously so that I could seek the cool of the bottom earth , memories of going all out and breaking layers after layers of energy dissapating pads (HAHA), memories of heaving huge tar-po-lines across giant monsters, memories of digging into tupperwares after tupperwares of mongolian lamb, memories of snacking on nestle ice-cream just across the carpark lot, memories of chasing after emus and kangaroos......

And most importantly, memories of our final hurrah.

Be Sure Always!

C to the power of 5. Chilli Crabs and Coco's 'Citizenship' Crunch.

2009-10-13T23:45:00.000-07:00

Now now, the food debate is getting on my nerves. MAAAAAAN, why can't people just realise that food is for our pleasure and consumption? It's not as if Singapore or Malaysia will lose out in any sense if the respective food items do not originate from them?

Why kick up such a big fuss? Given the time they spent on 'research', I do honestly feel they could have spent their time better. I mean, Chilli crab, what in the world is wrong with having two variations?! It spells variation for consumers! If you guys really must bicker about having a unique identity, think of a new dish. For example, we Singaporean-Chinese use crispy mantous as an excuse to wallop even more yummy chilli crab 'zhap'.

Similarly, why don't someone come up with ketupats to dip into chilli crab sauce?! Imagine the overall increase in utility us consumers will enjoy. Sighhh, this is a downright erosion of consumer welfare.

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Next up, I just read an article about Li Jiawei and her baby. Like.. wth?! The baby's just arrived and these people are already giving the whole family flak. Will the baby be a Singaporean? Will the baby grab Olympic gold in the future with the crescent and five stars in the background?

Get a life dudes. Table tennis balls can wait.. First up? Fishballs duh. Who can not like those springy tangible balls. Give the baby a chance to grow up. The issue of citizenship can wait. This family deserves a chance to embrace their new family life!

Anw, since we are on the whole citizenship issue, Coco Lee has become the latest celebrity to express interest in become Singaporean. Woah, we certainly are attracting foreign talent. People may think that our government shouldn't issue pink ICs like 100 plus at Army Half Marathon but a little glitz and glamour to brighten up our landscape wouldn't hurt.

Look at the local scene, the stars are definitely getting fewer while older. Where are the fresh young talent?! We guys demand more Ou Xuans (when she was younger) and Rui Ens! Maybe Coco Lee appearing as Gongli's daughter and Hui Ge's wife on some show called 'Beach Golf Babes' will inspire more acting wannabes. Having Coco as your wife on screen? Guys will kill.

If Hui Ge can hug Coco, so can you.

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In retrospect, maybe the government should have focused on branding Singapore as 'the most westernized country you can ever find in Asia'. Maybe then, it wouldn't be Coco requesting citizenship.

Maybe then, I'll get to catch Ms Emma Watson buying tangyuan at Mr Bean one day. Or even better, tucking in to chilli crab with a mantou in one hand, and a ketupat in the other.

Go figure.

10 reasons why i love you

2009-08-09T09:23:00.000-07:00

I'm proud as hell to be Singaporean because

1) We are small but pack alot of punch. Dense, in a postive way.
2) We have an enviable public transport system, as in seriously.
3) We have great NDP songs, most of the time.
4) We have an awesome passport.
5) There are so many soccer courts around.
6) There are kopitiams which exude singaporean-ity.
7) The food, people.. The foood.
8) We are so clustered together, its almost impossible to feel lonely.
9) My family and friends are here, for life.
10)It's where I belong.

Anw, besides feeling slightly patriotic, I am really thankful for the past couple of months. Had the time and luxury to slowly consolidate and rethink about lots of stuff. I guess I can safely say that I am ready to step into this next phase of life with reasonable assurance and sense of anticipation.

Here's to uni!

But first, Boss, you have to let me beat the bids. =(

Clapping with two hands and Music

2009-06-14T06:13:00.000-07:00

It takes two hands to clap. Ah whatever, I guess bonds and ties have to be maintained by both sides. One can only do so much. If the other hand's going to stay stationary, one hand's going to be exhausted doing all the moving and clapping.

Oh, on Saturday, I had a good taste of the benefits of being able to drive, although I was not driving lah sigh.. Although it was only me and hongwei, STILL, it was quite interesting travelling to Jalan Kayu to eat the revered 'Guan Yin' of all Pratas.

We had cheese pratas, plaster pratas, garlic pratas and this humongous one called mushroom cheese prata. After that we went for an extended aimless spin around the sleepy Punggol neighbourhood. To be honest, I felt damn surprised to see it being so 'undeveloped' or 'rustic' since it sounds better. I'm not damning the place but I really expected roads in Singapore to be all barricaded if there's even such a term! Ahh but that's besides the point, what I want to say is that sometimes the best plan is still, to have no plan. Impromptu's the way to go, Period. Sometimes.

Aiya, and I really really want to start picking up the guitar. I'm going to do so this week I promise. I've had the privillege of being in bands in secondary school and jc but I believe a top attraction of music is it supposedly being mobile and impromptu. That sadly, is difficult to achieve in a band because numbers matter.

However, imagine taking a stroll along a cool breezy stretch of coastal path before just deciding to settle down at some cosy nicely-lighted corner and 'chill' (convenient word). Then, someone whips out a guitar and starts to strum a familiar tune as the others start to hum and sing along. At that moment, everybody's totally immersed and lost in their own unque world. That's mobile and impromptu-ness epitomised for you right there.

And that, is a stage I like to call musical......

Weird random post but yeah, music makes the world go round. Really.

You were a distinguished nobleman in your previous life!

2009-06-08T09:39:00.000-07:00

The following definition of Karma's what I found online.

In Buddhist teaching, the law of karma, says only this: `for every event that occurs, there will follow another event whose existence was caused by the first, and this second event will be pleasant or unpleasant according to if its cause was skillful or unskillful.'

A skillful event is one that is not accompanied by craving, resistance or delusions; an unskillful event is one that is accompanied by any one of those things. (Events are not skillful in themselves, but are so called only in virtue of the mental events that occur with them.)

Therefore, the law of Karma teaches that responsibility for unskillful actions is born by the person who commits them.

Chim? You bet! But basically, I personally just summarise all those into that all-too-familiar saying "You Reap What You Sow."

Karma nowadays is something over-used as a convenient excuse to explain something that's vaguely diffcult to explain. Everything can be attributed to Karma. Why so? Karma preaches the significance of cause and effect. People, however, abuse this idealogy and use Karma as the reasons ('cause') for events ('effects') that happen for convenience sake.

For example, if this woman's abused by a horrible stepfather and equally abusive mother since young, and she eventually turns to Buddhism because Karma is in fact, a logical reason to explain the brutal unfair unreasonable attacks she has suffered since infancy.

To me, it's perhaps denial at its most extreme. Refusal to accept fundamentally flawed families. Refusal to accept reality. Others may go as far as to say it's dangerous brainwashing because in such cases, victims find a way to forgive their abusers and these criminals get away scot-free, ready to inflict pain and suffering on hapless others.

And then there is the beginning. Somehow, Karma has to start at some stage doesn't it?

Do we start off as humans or animals? Is it like some roulette of destiny whereby it's by luck which 'body' you first inhabit?

Are there a limited amount of entities in the world since we all technically, have lived once or more?
If so, as the global population continues to expand, does it mean more animals are being reincarnated to be reborn as human beings? Or is the situation like a factory, churning out more new unique entities second after second?

Chicken...? Or egg?

Smile like a banana

2009-06-07T10:08:00.000-07:00

Taking this time, I think it's good to just pen/type down some thoughts.

I've never quite subscribed to the whole religion thing. Forgive me for such superficial thoughts, but I've always thought that people usually only turn to religion once disaster strikes. It's when they are at their lowest and they need something, somebody divine and almighty to turn to because they have noone else.

But as I go about my daily life, I notice so many.. how do i put this? Intangible bits of life that I cannot attribute my thanks to. Sure, my parents can have a sizeable chunk. But really, who do I thank for being blessed with awesome soccer firepower? On the more serious side, my social life, my family, my personal and close ones' well-being?

Oh, the above's Kaka btw. He's synonmous with the vile club Madrid these days. He's a really staunch Christian, yet another example of an innoculous being bestowed with fantabulous footballing natural talent. Maybe there's really a big brother out there. BUT, why then does this 'saviour of mankind' create an imperfect, asymmetrical world? Why do millions starve and eat only pebbles and dust while others get to eat their Banana Nut Crunch for breakfast? Why can't he create a world where everything's everywhere? Maybe there'd be pandas in the Sahara, maybe there'd be a nude beach in the Artic, maybe everybody can have bananas for breakfast?

And most importantly, on their faces.

I believe everybody has the right to be happy. I know surveys have shown that poor countries are generally the happiest. But maybe, it's because they have no standard to gauge their happiness?
For them, maybe the spectrum of emotions is much narrower.
Pet scorpion dies (due to brother stepping on it accidentally) = Sad
Breakfast time = Happy.

The modern lucky person?
Pet scorion dies (due to brother flushing it down the toiletbowl)(happened to me, don't laugh!) = Sad (loss of life, duh) and Nonchalant (perfect excuse to get the chinchilla which is all the rage these days)
Breakfast time = Happy (Eating duh!) and Sad (No more milk to go with the banana nut crunch)

Get my point?

Kay, till any more thoughts hit me, good night!

p.s. I hope mr.scorpion's still enjoying itself in the sewage treatment plant.

Nadal and Man Utd

2009-05-18T06:44:00.000-07:00

I was catching the match between Nadal and Federer during the finals of the Madrid Open. And what struck me was how Nadal really hunted and chased down every single ball even though he just participated in a 4hour marathon with Djokovic earlier. 'Half the balls he chased down I would never have bothered' that's what my cousin said.

Hmmmm the woman behind seems to be analysing his rump... Impressive one no doubt.

Obviously for me, considering my ineptness at stamina busting sports, one tenth of the balls he chased down I wouldn't even have bothered. I'd probably feign injury like Djokovic's best at doing.

Or maybe start blowing kisses at the crowd and milking some applause for being the first ever player who dared to play with his back face to Nadal. That's the stuff of legends!

Okay, maybe i'm not so slim and graceful and obviously not blond. But i think we all get the point!

Now now, I'm a proud Man Utd fan though I admit we get a reputation for being bandwagon hoppers. I've long since become immune to those scathing remarks. Needless to say, the day we got owned by Arsenal and still managed to win the title was something. When the final whistle went, my mum asked 'Eh so liverpool won?' (even though liverpool wasn't even playing -_- and she said that even though she knows i am a man utd fan. Obvious goading) I replied 'nope, man utd won'. She was asking how come I have no reaction.

BOY BOY. SHE DIDN'T KNOW DEEP INSIDE ME THAT I WAS CHURNING AND BUBBLING WITH EXCITEMENT.

Okay anyway, onwards to ROME. Augustus's long toast. Caesar's history too. It's our turn to create history. Full steam ahead!!

okay sorry. sometimes, football can be too manly.

Much more like it.

Glory Glory Man Utd!

weekend being head!

2009-04-22T06:37:00.000-07:00

I think that.. having something to look forward to, something to work towards to is the way to live life.

After being the head of the household for a weekend albeit without winning bread, I realise that taking care of others is indeed a more noble job than what i always thought it would be like.

Well, my brother and sister survived. I ferried my sister to school without getting lost. I 'sacrificed' my car time for my brother's own car time. My parents came back radiating with new-found freshness. Life's good!

Now, I want to quickly turn 21. Then sponsor my parents to Genting for a getaway in July or August (not that they cannot afford it) but I think that'd be a sweet gesture.

I have a craving for xiaolongbao sighhhhhhhhhhh and not to mention K K K.

longggg posttttt

2009-04-14T21:48:00.000-07:00

"Lucky"'s such a sweet sweet song.

Okay anw, it's less than 2 weeks before summer term starts and I gingerly take my first step into SMU. There's a tinge of excitement but even more so, an air of apprehension lingers even more ominously.

Once again, I'll step into an institution without anybody close accompanying me. Once again, I have to make friends all over again.
Once again, I have to endure awkward first chats. Argh!

I wonder if this whole networking thing's a flaw in the education system.

From Yumin Primary, I moved to Eunos Primary. I like being in neighbourhood schools actually. Because everybody's equal. And there, I learnt what its like to be truly multi-racial. So anyway, the transition meant I lost 4 years worth of Yumin friends just like that. Not that I didn't make an effort to, just that when you're 10, it's really hard? And then 2 years in Eunos Primary, I made really good friends. But 2 years.. It isn't nearly enough when everybody has had 6 years of friendships isn't it?

Then, after PSLE, I moved on to AHS. Well, I was the only person from Eunos Primary. Once again, I had to muster up enough courage to talk talk talk. Aye, back then, when you're ONLY 13, it's really difficult to crack dumb jokes and laugh freely. Yes, I was a damn introvert! Only comfort I could find was in my family. Thankfully, whoever's looking after me up there seems to always have a way. I made my first AHS friends through soccer. Raymond, Joseph, Ziwei, Kelvin and so on. We played bottle soccer and frequented the street soccer court with alarming regularity.

I finally felt I can be friends with whoever I wanted to. And the train chugged on...

I grew into band because of SYF. In band, I found a really close knit family. Maybe because it was the severe shortage of guys. The few of us formed a core friendship that I've never experienced before. Everything we did, it was as if we were a band of brothers. Hongwei, Huaibin, Henry, Chenghuat, Silas. And also the girls. You were all great too. Thank you. I'd like to think that together, we really changed the way people intepreted band. People tend to think that band's just another CCA for sissies or for fat people who can't do physical activities. (OK FINE I FIT INTO THAT CATEGORY) But we seriously changed that stigma. Just look at the people who kept joining band even after sec1. There was this 'family feel-good' vibe about band and through the band camps, day camps, night games, BBQs, I found myself throughly absorbed. This was the life I never wanted to end.

Then came O's and once again, I found myself wrenched away from familiarity and comfort. I joined VeeJay and okay, CH joined me but it was never going to be the same without all of us. I ended up in a class with so many strange people (HAHA). And to be honest, I felt all left out because VS and TKGS dominated the numbers. Once again though, the one up there decided to sprinkle little doses of other school students and I made my first few friends that way. It's quite amazing how the minority always end up with each other. The Maris boys and Cedar girls. Yet again, Band proved to be the catalyst for making friends. In no time, I integrated into the Victorian way of life and I even found myself singing the Victorian anthem on a couple of occasions. Thankfully, the small class size also meant we were always going to depend on one another sooner or later and I made alot of good good friends. The whole class was like a little family. So it was great. The band, though split into a few cliques here and there, I enjoyed it a great deal nonetheless. Especially since Lz made it a point to include me as much as possible.

And so, NS. Same old story. The usual vacant blank starts followed by slow but steady warming-up period and when we were all finally chummy and good friends,the inevitable separation. I think I was saved once again when I was sent to a small unit. Only 11 of us. There was no way we were going to survive without each other and true enough, I found myself befriending people I never would have dreamt of befriending. It really was a spectacular myriad of personalities in the 11 of us. Each so different and yet so similar in that we really counted on each other to keep ourselves going. Specific good commanders helped too. It was a humbling experience.

Yet again, Life rumbles on and I'm going to enter another phase of networking. I'm crossing my fingers that things will turn out fine again. But I guess I can look back now and really be grateful that I still have so many friends, all from different walks of life. It almost feels the education path I've had to tread so far was pre-determined. But I know things don't just happen. We make things happen.

Initiative ftw!

Not looking at the world with eyes..

2009-04-13T08:16:00.000-07:00

I think when you don't work to maintain a level you have strived so much for, it says alot. And it's even worse when you have been hit with a blatant dig.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY

Freaking awesome stuff. Plucked it from a friend's facebook profile. In the case of it being taken down already, just search for "Susan Boyle" in youtube. The reaction of the judges, the audience before Susan Boyle even started singing was that of extreme cynicism. And sadly, that's also a perfect depiction of the world now.

We judge alot based on visual impression. We see a fatty bom bom and we think he cannot jump more than 100cm, not to mention pass his SBJ. We see an ah pek in singlets and khaki shorts and we assume he spends his nights drinking with his pals at coffee shops. We see a family having a picnic and we think they are a perfect happy family.

There's a need to stamp out such pre-established impressions because it screws the world. I hate hate hate being maligned. I hate hate hate being accused of doing something I never did. I hate hate hate being hated.

Susan was doubted, she didn't bat an eyelid, even pranced around stage with youthful exuberance and then delivered an absolute belter of a song.

It made my night when she opened her performance with a heart-shattering rendition phrase. The immediate applause from the audience. The stunned look on all the skeptics. The bewildered audiences. The standing ovations all around. The goosebumps that arose when she absolutely nailed note after note. That's perfect TV. And I hope that's a perfect lesson to everybody too.

I dreamed a dream. A dream that saw the world look at the world with their heart.

Thank you Susan.

I'll continue to do what I think is right even if I face painfully wrong accusations.

Holding your chin 90 degrees to the floor.

2009-04-07T01:46:00.000-07:00

Ok, so it's the lesser of the two metals.

Definitely, it's a painful lesson. But I think it will prove to be the most valuable one yet. You will all learn lessons that can prove to be so much more useful in life. You guys have demonstrated phenomenal character and determination to fight for what you want. While the end product isn't quite as expected, please take heart.

Take heart in the fact you guys DID improve so so so much. Not only in your playing, but the unity factor too. I think it says alot when people queue up to give encouragement to each other. It says alot too, when your usual-smiley bm can mutter only one word between sobs of sincere gratefulness.

Take heart in the fact that you guys have created a wonderful and memorable stretch of time to look back to in the future. The endless sectionals, lectures, scoldings, jokes, bitch-a-bouts, mini games, toilet breaks, house visits, lunches, dinners, suppers, concerts, band practices. They will all come together like pieces of jigsaw puzzles to form a gigantic mosiac of your band life.

Take heart in the fact that you guys have given alot of positive memories to your teachers-in-charge, and your alumnis. The alumnis are extremely grateful to all of you aristocrats in ahband for putting in so much effort for the better good of the band. Thank you for letting us relive our band lives (somewhat). We sincerely appreciate the effort of each and every single one of you. You've rightfully carved a slice of history for yourself.

You will not be remembered as the band who failed to get a gold.

You will be remembered as the batch who improved so tremendously that even a gold with honours wouldn't have been able to justify the sweat and blood you guys shed.

Treasure your bandmates because they are likely to be one of those few people who you can safely say, know the most about you. I think band people make extra special friends because the magnitude of problems and hardships we have to face in band, others may not ever understand or empathise with. As siblings, whether wielding different tools of music-making, we share this common fate and we channel this hard work into the music we play, that's unique to us. And only us.

This is the Ahband way of life.

Be proud of yourselves, Ahband.

p.s. Thank you Hongwei for always reminding me about Ahband. You deserve much more recognition than you get from me or anybody else.

intensity

2009-04-01T06:24:00.000-07:00

I think what Mrs Lam did was intensity personified.

She shouted, she bellowed and she mouthed.

She came, she spoke and she conquered.

But am I talking about the volume she screamed in?

I don't think so. I think the contents and the way she let it out was 'intensity'.

When someone's saying something from the bottom of his/her heart, it's obvious.

'Intensity' doesn't mean loud and forceful. It means impressing upon others your ideals. The content and the way you phrase it is what makes up intensity.

And that, to me, is the difference between two valuable metals.

mondayyyyy

2009-03-29T17:51:00.000-07:00

Ok, I deviated abit but I guess I'm back on the right track chugging and steaming ahead.

This is one of those rare times I've invested so much in something so much emotionally. I know that applies to HW and CH too and I guess the previous statement makes it very obvious what it is.

I want nothing more than for everybody to be happy in the end. Although overhyped, I still think the process is the factor that contributes to the outpour of emotion that erupts come the big day. With every passing day and practice, that bank of emotion fills up further. Continue to work hard, you guys have every reason to be proud of yourself.

Anw, I wonder if teenage angst is a real thing. Or is it a facade created to garner attention? Why do some people pass through that phrase without even getting entangled while others get themselves in a mess, struggling helplessly in the sticky webs of angst. Maybe it's because people start to crave for attention and confirmation of their place in society at this age. And if they do not get what they want, they resort to means as such to make people take notice of them. Which is ridiculously childish, isn't it?

Social skills, important? You bet your ass it is. But, so what if you can't? Well, you lose the ability to make friends quickly because you cannot make a deep first impression. Secondly, you lose confidence in yourself because you cannot seem to make friends quickly. Thirdly, you lose confidence in the world because you start feeling that it is a shallow world out there. Which is true in some sense, but I believe we people make things happen. Things don't happen just because you wish for it to happen. Don't keep feeling sorry for yourself, time to hold your chest up high (even if it looks like you grew breasts HAHA) and face the new world.

bitter without any sweetness

2009-03-22T06:29:00.001-07:00

God. Damn. It. I am so disappointed.

Should I really blame others? I can so easily think of a million other factors leading to this. But damn, I find it hardest to fool myself.

The worst thing is, why in the world am I only feeling shitty and exasperated now. After 2 whole long damn years.

Procrastinating. Fuck it. I should stop saying later. I'll screw my whole freaking life up.

I find it hard to believe I'm actually blogging this on purpose. Maybe I just want the whole world to know how dumb I am. Maybe I just want this to be a damning reminder for the future me to note.

That I am at a turning point in my life right now.

That I indeed, have a penchant for storing shit up before self-imploding.

That saving things for later will never work out.

hungry ranting

2009-03-08T20:53:00.000-07:00

I hear the first rumble in my tummy.

Coupled together with the low rumblings of the thunder outside, there's resonance.

Damm I'm hungry!

At the rate it's pouring, I'm pretty sure there will be rainbows galore again later. It's indeed the rainbow season.

If only one can find a pot of bah kut teh at the end of the rainbow..

Or if only the rainbow's edible.. Like jiu cen gao. I'll peel off the sumptious red layer first. Then i can slurp and chew on the whole long band of red for hours before consuming orange... and the slurp fest goes on. Maybe at the end, my hair will turn rainbow too.

I'm guessing I'm too hungry.

To the tune of 'Money, Money, Money' - Abba

Hungry Hungry Hungry
What's so yummy?
In a big man's world

Hungry Hungry Hungry
i'm so hungry,
In a pig man's world

AHA-AHAAAAA
All the things i could chew
If I went to yummy canteen
It's a starved man's world!

-cue sexy background music followed by loud rumble of tummy to create a perfect hungry harmonious end-

HUNGRY

Life's like a Rainbow

2009-02-25T22:01:00.000-08:00

A personal e-mail can be surprisingly sweet and private.

Yesterday, I was on my five-star bus home after a long day at work. I guess the rain these few days have been long overdue considering the record number of wildfires broken out in Tampines. As my bus continued to huff and puff it's way through the jam-packed expressway, I peered out of the window and saw, probably, the largest rainbow of my life. It's parabola, too, was the perfect example of symmetry. Slowly, more people, arising from their short slumber, started to point and stare curiously at the phenomena above them. Some fished out their handphones and snapped furiously while others tapped their partners excitedly to inform them of the myriad of colours outside.

What's it about rainbows that continually draw so much interest and attention from us? I say it's firstly, the beauty of having 7 uniform bands of colours in a perfect arch (the visual appeal). Secondly, the knowledge of the rainbow being there temporarily since nobody knows for sure when and where exactly the next rainbow will appear ("limited edition"). Then again, life's like a rainbow. It's a visual spectacle by the time you hit 50 and you have to die some day.

And who doesn't know that rainbows appear because of rain. Yet again, I believe that the reason behind success tasting even sweeter after hardship is because your emotional core, your soul will see no rainbow had you not teared.

We go through tough times and happy times. But that's life, isn't it? Otherwise, how do you get a rainbow if there is no sun and no rain?

It's also why we should always look at things in a positive light. If there's a torrential downpour (hard times), the rainbow's overhead and we should look up, never bowing our heads and allowing ourselves to be defeated.

Life goes on. Let's not dwell in what has already happened.

Spluttering back to life!

2009-02-09T06:12:00.000-08:00

Okay, 'it's only the beginning of the year!''s no longer a valid excuse from now on so please stop using it.

Well, i've started on my virgin 'proper' job. It has been quite rewarding actually. It's nice actually googling for something that's imperative instead of random drifting and becoming entangled on the www everytime you double click that firefox or ie icon.

While my immediate taskings have been far from demanding (it's mentally retardating me.), it's nice to at least feel like part of the morning and evening crowd once again. I have been doing course stuff (which of course is a tiny fraction of what my army job entailed HAHA) so its nothing new.

HOWEVER, and it's a big one, the senior manager said that she wants to teach me how to calculate EPD or smth soon. sounds like it's going to be more than what i've bargained for!

You know how sometimes when you are still young, you doubt the usefulness of stuff like paperweights and paperclips. Well, growing up makes you eat your words. Paperclips are so important to me now that without them, I'm like Popeye without his spinach! (which reminds me, i have a craving for Popeye, please eat with me soon people!) And paperweights, even with a slight tremor measuring 0.2 on the Richter Scale can send stacks of paper spiralling in the end. The sitation gets more dire when you realise that you have been arranging the stacks in chronological THEN alphabetical order for more than an hour.

And while lunch breaks aren't quite as 'ding dong dong dong' recesses used to be, I think it's still a welcome break from the 'stimulating' work at the office. Hahaha and the variety of food's actually damm good over at NIE. I mean, if you have a SakaeSushi, Canadian Pizza, Old Chang Kee, Macdonalds, Subway and numerous foodcourts all within a 5 to 10 min walk from your workplace, it has to rank as number one foodie paradise!

Okay, just a sidetrack. I have this wanting to sing K. I wouldn't say that i love hearing myself sing. It's more about the sharing of emotions and good-natured fun with friends that's so enticing. Shit man. I crave quietly sipping on my honey green tea while taking in the ambience of it all. And of course, the nut poppings are quite DA BOMB.

Sidetrack from a sidetrack, last night, I received a message from an extraordinary person. Thought it's content was simple, it nonetheless made my night. Thank you!

I long for a MonMon

2009-01-31T07:37:00.001-08:00

Okayy, i just felt like blogging again.

These past days have taught me something. I'm not going to be a house-husband in the future. I will, and i repeat, WILL die of boredom. Zhai nan's not what i'm aiming to be. NONO!

Luckily though, i think i am going to nail a job soon. If what amos says is true of course..

When at home, i think boredom breeds paranoia and one often starts to imagine things or just really think of how one wants his/her life to pan out. So i guess while people always ALWAYS clamour for a break, one too long will leave them reeling from pure nua-ness.

Oh, but i tried reliving my childhood days and watched some episodes of Digimon. HAHAHA way too cool okay.. I love how they design the story, get 7 kids with different personalities to appeal to different viewers and match them with 7 incredibly unique monsters and thrust them into a make-belief world of good versus evil. That's a recipe for success.

You have the typical brave protagonist with his dependable Agumon, you have the charming charismatic guy with his equally awesome Gabumon, you have the tech whiz kid with his 'electrifying' Tentomon, the geek with his sea creature Gomamon, the kid with crazily cute voice which everybody wants to hug with his equally cute Patamon, the spunky girl with her sociable Piyomon and lastly, the missy-like girl with her own agricultural Palmon. Wicked stuff.

I think secretly, every kid longs to possess something unique. A pet of some sort which lives for and obeys only him. Just look at Pokemons and Digimons. I know i've always wanted my own 'monmon' so that i can adventure (isn't that everybody's dream!) and kill the baddies and save the world. In the process, I expect myself to have many near-death situations but of course, surviving each and every one with verve and style. Every obstacle will build a stronger bond between me and monmon and eventually, we defeat the ultimate baddie and well.....

i return to real life.

Moohoohooo

2009-01-26T04:29:00.001-08:00

It's been some hiatus but I have this urge to blog stuff again.

Chinese New Year's really something. It's the one occasion where everything negative is nudged aside and positive vibes fill the air.

I think the lunar new year's just perfect for one to reward one's self amidst the uncertainty and confusion in the world right now. It provides a sanctuary for everyone to let their guard down and soak in the rich festive atmosphere. This applies to people of all ages.

Grandparents get a chance to dispel some of the loneliness they may face when Grandchildren flock to them screaming and reciting phrases after phrases of streaming auspicious and pleasant verses. Most importantly, it's the perfect time to once again re-experience family bonds and values with sons and daughters alike, along with their family.

Parents play the role of Santa. Hosting gatherings and distributing Ang Baos. But they too, are at the heart of the festivities because they are like the hub that provides links to all the people coming and going. I guess they get their kick and source of laughs when they see everybody laughing freely and enjoying themselves. Not to mention their customary source of 'bonding' when they partake in the annual inter-family, no age restrictions, gambling fiesta of the year.

I think the role of children and young adults need no elaboration. We get angbaos, we load out mouths with tubfuls of goodies and it's our big chance to become grow up and drink a sip of alcohol. We may even get the big break and enter a select band of 'childults'.

Gosh even maids get a chance to eat abalone and other pricey delicacies!

For weeks leading up to it, shopping addicts get some much needed reprieve. Banners after banners of 'promotions' and 'sales' litter the streets and glasses of retail outlets everywhere. Perfect excuse to get the top you've always wanted.

Friends get much needed excuses to get each other out. 'I haven't gotten my CNY clothes yet! Let's go shop till we drop!'

For once, mothers are more preoccupied with the plants in their balconies and gardens than their children and the friends they are hanging out with.

Phew, this lunar new year's really something. It's an early break to a ominous year so enjoy the festivities and feel-good vibe before we kick on and face the rest of the year.

Stay sturdy as an ox!

Life and EQ

2009-01-13T07:39:00.000-08:00

One thing about life is... you never know what it will throw you next.

So how one copes with unexpected setbacks and challenges is a crucial aspect of surviving and even winning the game of life.

I would like to think that through the years, though I've made some pretty dense mistakes here and there, i have also made some pretty good ones. My life now could have been better but it could also be the polar opposite.

The thing is, life's lived once. Any little action or remark is another part of the future's history. That, it will never change. Like how two bombs altered the face of the world, like how holy people decided to crash planes into towering structures thus setting a precedent for future 'holy' doings.

Same goes for daily life i guess. Although it's counter-intuitive sometimes, I think being all goody-two-shoes and easygoing makes living with people a lot easier. Somebody always has to give. Of course the ideal situation would be everybody possessing similar EQs. Sadly though, EQ is something that just can't be taught.

First off, definition of EQ. EQ actually stands for Emotional Intelligence Quotient. Much like an intelligence quotient, or IQ, an EQ is said to be a measure of a person’s emotional intelligence. A person with 'high' EQ can understand other people's emotions better and thus deal better with them.

People nowadays place utmost emphasis on ingenuity, judged on a person's IQ and learning capacity but sadly, that's casting the human side of life away. EQ's a really profound thing because it focuses on human emotions, invisible to us, intangible. That's why leaders should always possess this certain of EQ. Being a people's leader will always triumph over a powerful leader. In other words, give me Democrats over Autocrats anyday.

I think ultimately, whether a person succeeds in life, being aware of his/her shortcomings and working to overcome them is imperative. Even then, one should also be able to relate to others well. Interpersonal relationships form the webs of life, intertwined to form a really solid strong platform from which we can kick on and find our paths in life.

Sales Like Fireworks

2009-01-10T18:01:00.000-08:00

Ok well, I guess being a salesman is really not easy.
First pre-requisite: Being able to stand for 6-10 hours on the trot.
Second pre-requisite: Having skin thick enough to tahan sarcastic swipes by the public.
Third Pre-requisite: Accept the fact that your product may not be as eye-catching as others.
But I learnt alot of things as well. That there are really weird people who do weird things in the weirdest places. Like.. Cold storage. There was this old man initially just strolling around the place. After rejecting my 'advances', I couldn't give a hoot about him anymore to be honest. But 1 hour later, I saw him crossing by my 'turf' again. Holding Koko Krunch. 2 hours later, holding Jacobs crackers. 3 hours later, Wang Wang. 4 hours later, Ritz crackers. 5 hours later, NOTHING but hardcore knuckles and palm. And I fang gong le, only to see him still walking around, this time shifting his focus on ice cream instead. -_-'' And I thought people who spend 2 hours in a supermarket are mad. This guy's some extraordinaire. Man, he must have been damm bored at home.
Mainly though, it's goddamm true when they say courtesy makes for a gracious society. *the 'Courtesy is for free, Courtesy is for You and Me!' song floods my head* I realised there should be no discrimination against customers. While I could afford the luxury to pick my customers to pitch my sales talk to in previous venues, this place was so ulu that I became desperate. So, as many aspiring script-writers can predict, the least expected person sparked off my firework of sales. A baby. Apparently, the toddler kept smiling at me maybe it's because I am so damm charismatic. Actually I think he was looking at my unshaved chin. Shh So i decided to be like the courtesy campaign's lion wearing a red t-shirt, just that i was wearing the tiger polo-tee and well, be courteous! He got so entertained by me that the parents decided to buy from me as well. KARMA LAH. After that, it was like a chain reaction. (Think group 1 metals erm.. reacting) That's how fast the thronging crowd snatched at my babies. Just like Fireworks. One after another, each time filling up more space in that previously vast black empty sky.

-Disclaimer Act. I would like to add that the above paragraph proved an irresistible lure to finally post my new year fireworks photographs. Here goes!

Peranakan Chronicles Of A Student

2009-01-07T05:44:00.000-08:00

Following the absurd ending bring down the curtain on one of the biggest mediacorp TV productions yet, I found myself often imagining all things Peranakan. The power of the media. Such a scary thing.

Ok anyway, vivid imagination brought upon this tiny idea. The things I learned about Peranakans are that they must always be cheena-fied, from a school of 'traditional' teachings, soft-spoken and submissive. Thus, the link between students from schools like Dunman High and Anglican High and Peranakans.

Taking pride in their 'history' and 'heritage', students from such schools are often well schooled in both English and their mother tongue - Chinese. From what I've observed, the typical school girl is gentle, well-mannered (i wouldn't say submissive, it's derogatory), can speak Chinese well and possesses poise and grace. (Just like Juxiang + talking and hearing abilities.) Of course, there are the bubur-hitam black sheep. These are the loud, wildly over the top ah-lians. The Zhen Zhus in the Peranakan world. Erm.. As for the Kamchengs and Nyonya Kebayas.. I think the uniforms should make up for it. Metal buttons are a symbol of tradition and source of 'pride' for Ah-SIANS and dunmanians

So yeah, if I ever start a parody, I will title it 'The Peranakan Chronicles of a Secondary School Girl' The main advertisement shall be a chinese girl in school uniform smiling in a subtle way at the camera. She will don no Kebayas and hold no Kamchengs. Instead, she will wear her school uniform and hold her Social Studies textbook ala Juxiang holding her yellow Kamcheng. Erm.. I think the Robert Zhangs and Tianbaos are rare and few between so stupid subjects like A maths shall be called Robert Zhang. That way, the Yuzhus can say to their friends. "I was raped by Robert Zhang yesterday." The teachers shall all be called Chenxis. So the students can go "Chenxi bang(1) wo(3) ke(4) fu(2) le(4) Robert Zhang!!" The school song shall be the opening and ending theme songs. Joanne Peh shall be given the honor of singing the school song. (She will have to treat me to dinner first though before I give her sole singing rights. HAHA)

I think it has bags of potential to be a youtube hit! What say you!

It's weird how the above idea seemed perfectly logical to me before I decided to pen it down. Now it seems super idiotic. Oh well.

Lip Syncing Celebs

2009-01-04T01:20:00.000-08:00

Irony of ironies! Just when I talked about the need to integrate foreign people into our society, I was posted to a predominantly angmoh populated area for my first CNY promoting assignment. Tanglin Market Place. Like.. Never hear before leh.. Anyway, I noticed the difference between their shopping mentality and ours. When they want to buy something, they will buy it, whether or not there is or no promotion. When they don't want to, even if you give them freebies or throw them a Frisbee (ok not funny), they will not take the bait. Bad for me, if you consider the fact I have golden oxes (which the angmohs termed 'fake yellow cow toys') and playing cards in oriental packaging (the cigarette counter within 5 steps from me sells prominently displayed Aladdin Card).

Okay anw i just caught the re-telecast of Vivo's new year countdown. It's definitely so much better than the Marina Bay's one. Maybe it's the yellow-skinned Chinese within me, but i feel much more interested in looking at Felicia Chin and Ou Xuan than Gurmit and Utt. (Ok.. I admit 95% is also because i am male) Anyway, it was damm freaking obvious the singers were mostly lip syncing. UNLESS you are telling me Christopher Lee can continue holding a pitch perfect note while taking a deep breath. (Try that in front of your computer screen now. Don't worry, nobody's looking at you being silly.) Hahaha celebs celebs. As capable as they are in the art of acting and public self-selling, they are not perfect. Yes yes.. I hear those 'Nobody's perfect' choruses ringing out again.

Alumni band yest.

Shoutout to all saxy players, whether or not you are still saxy, please try to come for the final prac this Sat! Details will probably be e-mailed or posted on the facebook group.

Routine update.. OVER

TuHoHoNai

2009-01-01T04:22:00.000-08:00

TuHoHoNai has well and truly arrived and it has been an eventful past 24 hours. Never in my life have i imagined that my first working stint will be as an usher. Images of ushers in my mind are always those of student councilors and just random people, but never ever close to being me. It was quite exciting because it's often during such random experiences that you get to see the world in a different light.

Yesterday going into today, I saw Singapore no longer as an Asian society, but as a truly global and cosmopolitan one. I think that's a clear sign Singapore's evolved over the years and that more than ever, people of different cultures and heritage are slowly becoming one of us, becoming Singaporeans. Everywhere in the streets, if we care to open our ears and concentrate enough, Chinese accents are increasingly common, perfectly accented English no longer a rarity like chancing upon Fiona Xie on the streets. Commonly viewed as despicable rats here to vie for the locals' rice bowls, these people are actually a misunderstood lot. They bring with them an abundance of spontaneity, manners and genuine love for this vibrant city which sadly, many Singaporeans sorely sorely lack.

Yesterday, I saw them in the light of an usher. While Singaporeans repeatedly battered us into submission for blocking their views, for having conflicting instructions, for being slow in responding, these supposed 'rats' were the ones who gave us encouraging smiles, even giving us pats on the backs for directing them to the washroom, seats or whatever. Yes, there are always the black sheeps but I implore Singaporeans to give our foreign friends a chance to fit in our increasingly fractious society. As we move away from the year of the 'rats' (ironically), I hope we, similarly, cast aside this stigma of ours and work together to dispel the gloom that's already hovering just overhead and threatening to choke the life out of us in the coming 365 days or so.

Somber beginning yes, but we should confront problems instead of side-stepping them like so many of us find so convenient to do. Whatever it is.

Anyway, I witnessed awesome fireworks yesterday. Maybe it's due to the inactivity of fireworks in my life the past 3,4 years but it made the display all the more alluring and enchanting. The golden champagne spirals, the glorious explosions of red green and blue, the grandiose of fireworks are a sight to behold. For that split second, it just looks as if the celebration of light will triumph over the vast, never-ending black empty night sky and it looks to envelope everybody under that sky. One can't help but feel too, that everybody is, at that moment, captivated and thoroughly absorbed by the illuminated night sky.

There is a tinge of apprehension and an air of cautiousness about the coming year. But i am sure everybody is sick of encountering negative vibes, so am I.

Have an open heart. By open, I mean being big enough to take any impending blows and accepting it. By open, I mean being flexible enough to take the alternative path even if it brings lesser rewards and being less choosy. By open, I mean being generous enough to offer help to anyone in whatever way you can. We create our destiny and similarly, we will create our own 2009, the way we want to.

The birthday of the world

2008-12-25T06:08:00.001-08:00

Hokay! So it's Christmas today. I have to admit though, that I overstretched myself the past few days so I was damm shagged today. After having a very hearty breakfast in Bedok, I admit i bummed my afternoon away. Until 5 that is. However, if i count the events in the past few days as Christmas related.. It's a very different story.

Haha yet again, December proves to be the month of meet-ups. I seriously think that Decembers are imperative to people all around the world because it is the time of the year MOST,not all people get to take a long well-deserved breather in their hectic bustling lives and start to rediscover their social circles. Strained friendships are mended and everybody heaves a huge sigh of relief. Even closer bonds are forged between previosly close friends. It's like the People's Month, uniformly cherished, uniformly enjoyed.

Because it is such a significant period of the year, most individuals use this time to re-embrace the warmth of a very important institute in their lives too. Their Family. Often very understated and overlooked, the bedrock of growing up gets it's own chance to re-lay the foundation in an individual's soul. The one base that one can always look to fall back on, Dec really offers an outlet for one to devote some attention and time back.

Not only that, I think most importantly, December offers the individual a chance to review the past year and really sit down and sort one's thoughts out. It allows the individual an opportunity to reorganise his beliefs and priorities, recap endeavors done and reset resolutions for the coming year, for the future.

The scattered holidays are just an added bonus. Providing yet even more reasons and excuses to meet up, go overseas or just relax and while one's time away.

All in all, Decembers are absolutely crucial. It is the month of snow, it is the month of giving, it is the month of meet-ups, it is the People's month. It is, quite simply, the birthday of the world.

Sat-ay.

2008-12-20T08:58:00.001-08:00

Ok, today was alumni prac. Erm.. The numbers were encouraging to say the least. Because we really spent quite alot of time calling people up. It's phone bill well spent. HAHA Hopefully next week will be even better. Anyway, it felt really liberating to be playing in a band again. That collective music-making is something special. I didn't show it la, but i felt really happy, even gratified today.

With so many more people, with so many smiles, with a BAND.

I think it's true that an alumni band should be something people should actually look forward to. Whether their aim is to catch up with long lost friends, relive those days or just to jam and make music. Suddenly, a resident alumni band, though still such an attractive prospect, doesn't seem like a neccessity anymore. What's important is, i guess, how an individual makes use of the rare get-togethers when they do happen. Maybe this way, we treasure such times more dearly.

Okay anyway, had lunch with a couple of alumnis after prac and we went to Simpang Bedok to eat some famous fishball noodles. Damm nostalgic talking about our lives in AHS. People like Mary Chan, Mr Couch Potato, Park Tai Ha, the stupid chinese cultural teacher... Had a whale of a time really.

Ok, went to a Xmas partehh at night and it was quite sad because almost everybody left by the time I got there. HAHA gobbled a few slices of turkey. It's weird how turkey has so many weird sauces. There was the cranberry one, the mashed potato one and the satay sauce looking one. Quite confusing. Cause firstly, i mistook the cranberry one for jam and i was looking out for jiam tao lou ti (french loaf luh) to spread and eat. Then i saw the mashed potato gravy and i started scanning my surroundings for any mashed potato lookalike, TO NO AVAIL. Finally no satay even. I think my uncle must have noticed my 'omg, i came too late for dinner' face, so he clarified that all the sauces are for the turkey. OKAAAY, VERY INTERESTING. (Diarrheoa now btw) And i have a run with hw and hb tmr.

Ok anw, mum, dad, my aunt and I played mahjong after that and I think that particular game summed up my 'money-investing' fortunes for this year. Horrigible. From the CNY gatherings early this year, to the ocassional trip to SAFRAs around Singapore, to slot machines down under, to Genting Casinos to even more random mahjong games like this. Even -1% interest rate banks offer me a higher return la, however you define higher.

Oh yes, I'm intrigued by the variety of English names one can possess and since I already got one (like, finally. Ang mos don't need to call me ZOON LOONG or even worse, CHOON LONG (silly dinosaur) ), i decided to think of one for my sister. And I came to a damm cute one. I hereby knight her Chup. Chup Tay. Wa i am damm proud of myself. OK very random.

Thank God I'm not gay. Whoopie!

over-zealous and meet-up

2008-12-18T07:07:00.000-08:00

So what defines desperation?

Over-zealous actions? How would you define over-zealous?

Frankly speaking, I find it hard to swallow the fact that people splash the word 'desperate' around so freely nowadays, especially so if it's about someone they barely know. Is it fair for that person to suffer allegations when it's from someone they do not know?

Doing so at a space you assume 'safe', is that better? Because you know the chance of a war erupting is significantly decreased. Sometimes, it's better to not cower behind technology and spew derogatory remarks.

On the other hand, today was spent procrastinating in bed before settling for a quick breakfast and yet another duel with the Z monster. After that and a couple of boring shows later, it was time to catch up with guys. Drove to ECP with my Dad as v-com as usual for the battalion's anniversary. What surprised me first was the huge snow-white tent already pitched up. With fully rotating fans and all hovering above.

It started with a really dumb Amazing Race which turned out to be a one horse race because.. well, the other horses just weren't very interested. Clear cut winners from the start. After that, we witnessed some traditional army entertainment. Cat whistles and rowdy cheers ensued. Yup, hot babes dancing hot stuff. Got everybody (all guys, remember?) excited but i have to comment how brave these lasses really are. Surrounding by wolves of the opposite sex with drool hanging from those lips, they had the gall to actually serenade and provoke the now ravenous beasts. HAHAHA But really la, damm fierce. OK anw, more dumb games later, it was dinner time. Which wasn't that much of a good thing either because the food wasn't that good. Proceeding to Parkway thanks to kampong boy's daddy, we stood in for some carolling before having a talk cock session at the hawkers.

We talked about a number of issues but yes, it was a welcome session because sessions like these will always reinforce our belief in this friendship. So yes, it was an important night spent with great buddies. Let's do this more often!

Memoirs Of Losing Money

2008-12-17T00:16:00.000-08:00

Yet, again my stop-start post-ord life was disrupted for another couple of days, albeit this time it being a holiday!

To me, any time spent with family is quality time spent so the 4 days in Malaysia was very much welcome. Although the destination this time was far from exciting, cue TRULY ASIA, I thoroughly enjoyed my life over there.

We spent 3 days in KL. Mostly shopping around Berjaya Times Square. I have really caught the shopping influenza because all the time we were window shopping, i was calculating how much that nice shirt there will set me back, whether I can afford the 3 for $XXX offer without busting a hole in my bank. (Does not help when I am so selective about a job. HAHA)

Ok anw, as usual, my father and brother complained of leg soreness after mere hours and they had to retire early. I, meanwhile, was too caught up with the idea of new clothes to even comtemplate retiring to the hotel room just yet. As a result, I tagged along with mum and sis the remainder of the time. Haiya, and I finally understood what females see in shopping. Basically, majority of the bargains are for them. Female apparel and accessories are as commonplace as sand on a beach. Really really everywhere. Blinky flashy shoes are going for like 20RM, bright funky tops are going for 15RM. Everything's a bargain. Of course I had my fair share of shopping too lah duh. Who is to deter Mighty Ol' Me when i set myself out to do something!

Okay, after 3 stress-busting days in the sprawling complex as well as the outskirts of the 'Malay Orchard Road'. I was ready to 'cash in' on my good luck. Or so i thought...

Anyway, we boarded a coach on the 3rd day and made our way to Genting Highlands. Which is like.. the place i visit the most in Malaysia. Damm scary. Not Johor, not KL but Genting. This time though.. I decided that this would be breakthrough year. The year i finally snuck into the famed casinos. The Las Vegas of Southeast Asia. (It's not an exaggeration, compare the casino with the fruit machine rooms in Singapore. The fruit machine rooms are exactly that, Fruits compared to the Yu-tou-lu-like casino in Genting. Can't mention bird's nest because that's reserved for Las Vegas. As for Abalone, well, that's for Singapore's IR. That's how much faith I have in the upcoming megaproject)

For the sake of those who haven't been into a casino, i shall describe one to you right now. Hokay, once you make your way to the entrance. They have metal detectors that you have to pass through after which you have to pass the stern-like-hell guards. Apparently I look too youthful (oh well, can't be helped) and i got repelled a couple of times. But like an incessant mosquito, I kept buzzing and flitting about the two entrances until i finally got in. What greeted me first was the overwhelming stench of smoke. Then the sight of many money-crazed ah peks and ah ums gathering around huge tables. They have many games over there. Da-xiao, Roulette, Blackjack and so and so. But I am still only a junior. Small fry. So I took to the one-armed bandits straight away. Obviously, fortune favours the brave and I got off to a fantastic start. Winning featured games after featured games. But it's becoming an increasingly familiar story. Good start= Good vibe about particular machine = Good Game, You're officially done for = -_-

But i can see why alot of people like to frequent Genting. Because they just have to have a simply mentality. "I AM IN EUROPE" So instead of fretting over how much they are losing, they start thinking of how much fun they are having paying off the air tickets to Sweden or Germany. But then again, that sets a cap of $1000+ so it's best to have the "I AM IN TAIWAN" mentality. Minus the XL Crispy Chicken, Orh Lua Mee Sua and Taiwan Mei Meis. OH WELL. Yup, basically i think my parents really enjoyed losing money to those sickening machines but hey, i enjoyed the feeling too so i cannot complain. What's more, it's their turn to enjoy life now. So, although i am not addicted just yet, i can really see myself ferrying my parents up there every now and then in the future to let them enjoy their 'Tour De France'.

Okay, my pudgey, extremely pinchable mei mei is demanding I hand over the com immediately before she starts digging into my earlope again (extremely torturous). Till next time, Tata!

Homat!

2008-12-12T05:10:00.000-08:00

So many sentimental notes are emerging. Who could have predicted that this organisation, the one we all dread and detest, the one thing we guys have in common could be well capable of arousing such stirring emotions within us? I thank my comrades too, my fellow riggers for accompanying me through this roller coaster ride. I will try not to make this a typically emotional post. Because, I'm sure everybody has had enough of the sappy stuff.

I would like to think that when I relive 'those' days in the future, what i will recall about the people are...
Eugene, as the guy who just had to show off his grey underpants everytime.
Keith, as the sleeping pervert with a sly yet extremely contented smile twisting and playing with the hems of his pillow case
Charlie, as the guy who threw a knife from a blind spot and managed to slice off a shampoo dispensing tip Renault was holding.
Jacque, as the fella who constantly flashed his bunny teeth at the sight of SFI
Shane, as the guy who loved to sexpose himself through his erotic boxers
Tristan, as the health guru who woke up early to do Yoga and push-ups
Adam, as the guy who would never hurt a fly. (maybe not, I swear remember seeing him swatting flies in Wallaby) Upgrade the fly to a cockroach then.
Elvin, as the incredibly volatile two-face. Sometimes he's as sweet as nougat, others as bitter as erm.. 99% pure cocoa (damm scary)
Andy, as the man who left a hole in the guardroom (god bless whoever tastes his knuckles)
Renault, as the closest living thing I have ever met who resembles a kampong boy

Seriously though, I'm pleased to have met such fantabulous people. I know I left out many others. Thank you Francis, Thank you seniors and juniors. I reiterate my desire for us to continue maintaining contact and meeting up. I repeat. I'll see you guys at your graduations. I'll see you guys on birthdays. I'll see you guys at your weddings.

With Sincere Thanks
Gareth

Soccer Soccer Soccer

2008-12-08T07:45:00.000-08:00

Today, I had my first real form of soccer since forever. Weather-wise, it was a bitch so we resorted to urban kickaround. Although it was done in a super traditional way, it was nonetheless, enjoyable and refreshing.

Rule Number 1 : Do not wear new soccer shoes on wet terrains. You will probably end up like muscularglen.blogspot.com, with orh-chehs and butt irritation.

Rule Number 2 : Playing at a place with many void-decks is a brilliant masterstroke. Void deck 1's wet and slippery? Let's proceed to void deck 2! Usual uncle in white shirt and brown shorts comes down to complain in a supposedly 'diplomatic' manner? Void deck 3. You get the gizt.

Rule Number 3 : Ultimately, void deck soccer favours the poachers. They will triumph when the war is over.

Boys bond best doing the stuff boys love. It's tried and tested but it was proven once again. Soccer for Life!

Addict

2008-12-07T08:00:00.001-08:00

Is it possible to really miss something to such an extent?

It's ridiculous, it's crazy, it's desperate.

But why, why do I miss those days so so much?

I can't help but feel helpless and crushed by this tide of emotion coursing through.

One Handed Whines

2008-12-03T06:20:00.000-08:00

As i slowly and patiently punch in these words with my useless left hand, i am left, once again, astounded by the handicapped's will to live. They truly have my fullest respect. The stitch in my hand seems to tighten every time i spread my palm gingerly. Even squeezing toothpaste out is a chore. Eating's a bitch. I don't understand how people can actually unwrap sweets or chocs with 1 hand. I cannot even open the tic tac box laaaa... Weird disapproving stares greet me when i am out, whether i am standing on the train or grabbing on for dear life in the bus. What if i miss the supprt bar and grip .. something else? Police case already laaaar.

Picture a loose stitching on a fabric, any fabric, imagine tugging at it now. Till the fabric crumples. That's how my wrist looks like, i cringe without even looking at it.

Dear dear.. Looks like valiant ol' Yang Guo had his shiet days too.

OP?!

2008-11-25T06:20:00.000-08:00

Right, normal right hand. But gosh, this hand's going to force me into having my first op, albeit a minor one. Will be on GA so I guess i'm lucky i'm not going to have to look at my wrist being cut up. Am quite nervous because it's my hand. My master hand! Like how am i going to do anything at all after that?! Guess the problem isn't obvious yet.

The professor said that the cyst's quite deep in and is intertwined with some muscles so it COULD be complicated. To be serious, I don't know how the injury developed and am quite surprised, frankly, that the professor and doctors cannot give an answer too. Upon researching on the Internet, nobody knows quite why cysts like that occur. Apparently, they used the bible to hammer the cyst to smithereens in the past. Massive OUCH. And the professor says it's quite likely for the cyst to recur because of blah blah situation. Okay, wish me luck.

Note to ganglion cyst in hand : I know you have resided in my hand for quite a while and you're probably going to miss me. I am going to miss you too because you've given me a reason to not do chin-ups. Unfortunately, you're becoming a threat to my health and although i used to think you were not very obvious, you're growing much too quickly for your mama's (that's me) liking. I don't need boobs on my wrist. So, goodbye to you, hopefully forever. Viva La Cyst-less!

zooooooooo

2008-11-20T05:15:00.001-08:00

I had a wonderful time yesterday. It's been a long while since erm, 3/5 of my family had a family outing. Because Mum had work and bro had school, only awesome papa, vainpot sis and me went to the zoo. Not even the heavy downpour that occured halfway could affect my spirit.

Perhaps the 1 and a half months spent overseas made the trip more treasurable but i miss the old times. The old times when my dad will bring the 3 of us out on a lazy weekday afternoon if he applies off. To the science centre, discovery centre, bird park, zoo. Took alot of pictures but i shortlisted a few to put in facebook because it will take forever to load everything!

Ok.. Having a chat online about CIP. I realise how much i want to do cip. I remember in jc, i regretted not going for the overseas cip thingy so much! I think i am secretly cut out for a childcare career but that's so nanny. Anw, i realise how much i love communicating with kids and looking at their carefree smiles. I am not paedophilic! So while mum continues her montesorri 'education', I am secretly hopeful she decides to pursue her dream of opening one so i can help out whenever i am free or if i cannot find a job, she will have herself a heaven-made best teacher of every year candidate. HAHA

Aye.. back to life

The wicked world

2008-11-18T18:51:00.000-08:00

Great, so this is how fate arranges it. Once i say i need something to occupy me, this crops up. Perfect, just perfect.

Let's see. It's common knowledge that people in university are having their exams. Is it imperative to call them up to test their 'readiness'? People are studying for their future. If Singapore wants her people to be elite figures in the workforce, isn't it contradicting when she interrupts them midway? I am not going to say the 'thing' we are facing is unimportant because i am god damm sure it will stir up another furore but please, we need some cow sense in this country.

Sometimes, I find it hard to convince myself that what we do is worth it. My mates sacrifice their entitlements, their privileges and just when they think they can finally enjoy some uninterrupted rest, wham bang! Book-in time!

It's not the ant hill's fault, it's the ant mountain's.

Anyway, on to happier things. I will be playing tennis tonight! What else, tmr's fishing trip? Erm.. Fishing for field pack items anybody? Sat will be catching up with band people, hopefully. Knowing how the warped world works, nothing's truly confirmed till it's over anyway.

monday 'blues'

2008-11-17T05:50:00.001-08:00

Hola! taken directly and wholesome from a certain someone.

Went to the Food fair at the Singapore Expo just now and considering it is a Monday after all, the crowd was surprisingly healthy. Even when the looming financial clouds are grey and threatening and the day is more renowned for it's 'blues', Singaporeans still do what they do best after all. Looking for food. Classic.

But yes, the Expo has evolved quite a bit since it first started out. When it first started out, I remember visiting it once and it was quite literally, a white elephant. Jumbo-sized but as hollow as hollow-man, I even pitied it. Laughed at the ignorance of our garment for thinking up a mega-convention hall. I officially eat my words. My god is it bustling these days. Over the weekends, the croc sales, mph sales were held and the queue was yaberdaberdoooo!

My mum just returned from her coy's dnd in Genting. It turns out this year wasn't her year again. It's always the same btw. Every year she says she will get something good in the lucky draw and every year she comes home with either a rice-cooker, vouchers or like this year, more vouchers. HAHA But that isn't the point, the point is, she was in Genting. Where slot machines are aplenty. It's South-east Asia's Las Vegas, Macau even! I can hear the music and coins chinking in my ears. I must be money-mad, casino-crazy. That being said, the dilly dallying the casinos in Singapore are showing the rest of the world doesn't forbode well. The credit crunch and global recession has affected everybody for sure but i hope these casinos (ok, IR but stil...) realise that the fact is, there will forever be greedy singaporeans around and no matter how bad the economy is, there will be people frequenting them. In fact, there will probably be more people than usual considering how many people will be in dire straits and choosing to put their life(literally) on the line. That's my point of view and it's cryptic but it's a sad world out there. Of course it's still best if one doesn't fall prey to the allure of the tinkering of the coins.

I need to keep myself occupied. Any ideas how??

Hackneyed Words

2008-11-15T19:03:00.000-08:00

Been quite a while since i last plumbed down comfortably on my chair with my pudgy fingers furiously punching the keyboard. As i research anxiously on the cause of the incredibly painful sores on my really vulnerable lips, i cannot help but recall the past 1 and a half months in Rockhampton, Australia.

First, the bad. While the first frame was littered with minor incidents which accumulated to leave me a very frustrated and despondent man, I am thankful for the concern and numerous one on one sessions with people which really helped me to calm down. Feeling a sense of injustice and then wanting to just vent my anger without other people knowing was extremely horrible and difficult. I was feeling hapless, alone and shittified. I guess one thing what succumbing to 2 years of yielding and sacrificing has taught me is to TRY to share my worries or grievances with my mates and not bottling them up and causing inconvenience to everyone instead. For this, I hope I've blown my top off for the last time.

Now now, I hereby clarify that I am not emo-ing. Slight sidetrack, emo-ing sounds increasingly overused and childish.

One thing about hardship is how it acts as an adhesive so strong that any bitter feelings can be readily dissolved in an instant. The heat, the strain on every ounce of the body as we continually work, the chidings we receive from our superiors (they don't know every part of the story and usually, we are too tired and frustrated to explain) all manifest to devastating effect on us. While we concentrate on being negative (which I believe is a natural human reaction in conditions like that), what we don't realise is that between us, there are these invisible threads erupting from and merging with others around us. I testify that while I have not quite acquired such powers of supervision, I do realise this phenomenom after the last bead of sweat rolls off my cheek. Kudos and many thanks to my fellow logistic commandos for being so hypocritical and evil when working. Really keeps me on my toes. HAHA!

While hackneyed and cliched, the most important part of the 2 years spent slogging is the people. Through the numerous days and nights, even the most conflicting of 'ba zi' can be resolved because quite simply, working together is key to survival. I'm not going to touch on how this person and that person has been soo important because you know, I know, that's good enough! Let's continue meeting up, going for dinners, overseas and even see each other at our weddings.

farewell!

2008-10-07T07:49:00.000-07:00

Hokay, it's about 12 hours before I depart on my first ever SIA flight. Hahaha call me country bumpkin if you want but I am still excited!

Yesterday, I started to try talking to people online again and I have to say I felt the effort all worthwhile because while in the gaming world, you ARE interacting with others, the familiarity and qin qie gan will never be able to compete with conversations on MSN. Meanwhile, I maintain my stand that people must never start relying on the Internet to maintain relations because I firmly firmly believe that real life meet-ups are still the best ingredients in cooking up a long lasting healthy relationship.

I've also started writing e-mails to a select band of friends. If things work out, I may continue this alternative snailmailing because, well, as in my previous post, I am the hunter now and I hunt memories. Went out today to purchase my cam. It's an IXUS 80 and it's.. silver. Well, I did want a coloured one but the salesman said the colours are spray painted and they come off pretty easily. I don't want a camera which grows permanent silver chicken pox in the future so that's that!

Oh yes, I mentioned going out. I paid a visit to Parkway Parade, where I haven't been in ages. Due to overexcitement, I went there too early and every shop was closed. I walked around like a sua gu and finally settled my breakfast with some delightful products from BreadTalk. Yea, well after that Harvey Norman finally opened and I got to some serious bargaining action. Well, if the salesperson had been an old woman, I think I would have had no trouble getting some cheap shots in here and there. (By that, I mean obtaining freebies from the lady with sweet nothings, nothing else!) Yea, anyway, the salesperson turned out to be a man. (oh shit, i mentioned it in the previous paragraph already) So, end of story. I made sure I wasted all his saliva before deciding on my already decided IXUS80. Camera purchased! Proceeding to get some batteries and products, I then took a short walk to Roxy Square to have my hair cut at the regular VJCSB hair-stop. After the haircut, I looked at myself in the mirror and ohmygoodness, my head looked enormous. And I mean FENORMOUS. With that, I decided on the bus ride home, that I will and must lose weight! RARH, and I just downed like 7 sticks of satay. Great. Looks like I can consider being the real life lion dance datou for the rest of my life.

Hmm, I suppose I should stop now. Maybe I'll turn in for the night so I can devote my energy to exploring the plane's features tmr. Heh, in the meantime, await my return from Rocky Ol' Rockhampton!

Memoirs

2008-10-05T06:28:00.000-07:00

Hokay. As the clock hand ticks down, almost without remorse, I again feel the compelling need to think about my life. Life before, life now and most importantly, life after army. Without doubt, my social life has dwindled to an extent I now find it awkward to talk to some people. This cycle has to stop because I don't want to continue finding new friends and losing the old ones. It's utterly senseless, but what to do..

I miss the days in secondary school. Playing soccer even during short short breaks, splitting my shorts because of stretches the Olympian gymnasts would have been proud of. Scoring goals, laughing and just downright slamming of the soccer ball. Then there were the sweet days of lazing in the bandroom. Chilling, bitching, sight-reading. There were even stayovers, camps and of course concerts to boot. The occasional table tennis game of course. Saturdays would be.. sectionals, lunch and further bonding. Crap man, I actually miss the days in AHS.

Then came JC. Almost everybody were somewhere else. I had no choice but to start all over again. Fortunately, everybody was just pure combustible fun and friendliness. Less soccer now but still, the occasional soccer sessions here and there. Gaming was now 'in'. Band, as usual provided the cultural familiarity i needed. It all culminated in Hawaii where WE acheived gold. Early mornings sitting at the same place, seeing the SAME people. Just nestling up to some good ol' comfy pillows (ignore the drool) and that big big bear. Countless days buying mashed potato at Neptune Court.

Alas, army came. Suddenly, everybody was nearly gone again. This time, even my hair too. -_- But anyway, i survived the sandflies and mosquitos. I braved the Jacob's ladder with the help of my comrades. We finished the preliminary stages of changing our fatty bom bom lives and yet again, almost everybody disappeared. Now, the people who, together, found out more about the real world and most importantly, discovered manual hard labour. Which of course, was a big culture shock to many. We discovered a different side of Australia.

As I finally see the end of the tunnel, will this be the same old story?

I will hunt memories and relive them once more.

Sand,Toe,Sir

2008-09-28T00:18:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was well.. beachy to say the least. Hah, after a er... don't know how many years hiatus from Sentosa, the family place, i returned there with 4 other people! Have to say the build up to the trip was promising enough, how it turned out to be a five man army nobody will ever know but I know i'm glad like hell it turned out ok.

The famous five arrived at the designated meeting point rather late but that's always the case isn't it? Hahaha didn't matter though, as the five had a hearty breakfast cum lunch at ljs before cs the emo and jl the great went to grab ourselves a ball. Cs the emo was particularly choosey about the ball, had to go with our 'cool and awesome' image. After much dallying, we decided upon a black one with the usual 'Mikasa' prominent as always. As we purchased our tickets to the 'island of fun', edi the slut, elvin the rich and jy the model plus the two of us nestled into our corner spot on the monorail as it brought us across the short stretch of water. The 'future development' and 'bimbia?' stations later, we got off at our stop and proceeded to Palawan beach.
Then came the awkward part. The start. A glance around the surroundings provided these details. 1) A group of teen boys playing beach soccer. 2) A group of Japanese people playing beach volleyball. 3) A couple dinking the volleyball over the net gingerly 4) 2 girls within 10m of us stoning. Or whatever (they were wearing sunglasses you see...)

STRESS.

Fortunately though, cs the emo mama sent the ball HURTLING down the stretch of golden 'glorious' sand. We came out of our hives and started 'strutting our stuff'. On a couple of occasions though, the ball homed in to a little shelter about 20m away from us where some people were filming some show. Emomama got a hiding but it didn't matter. We were having fun! After exhausting and dehydrating ourselves (not helped by the scorching sun), we proceeded for a water break followed by a quick game of beach soccer with some beach bums. Obviously, we didn't give too much of a hoot about winning them so we let them build some self-confidence by conceding goals galore. Then again, I couldn't let them get away heads held high and all, so i put them back in their place with 2 goals, albeit career-threatening ones. (my feet was BOILING) I hit the post once too for good measure.

After soaking our feet in the polluted waters of 'Family' Palawan Beach, we then rented bikes and started our Tour de Sentosa. Unfortunately, Sentosa's too small and we breezed past the place with consummate ease. The unstability and antics of Elvin the Rich only served as extra amusement as he crashed again, and again, and again.. Ah, but it's all in the name of fun! Right, Elvin? A bath and a short walk around Vivo later, Trip 'Viva La Sentosa' concluded.

A much needed day in the sun.

Ignorance, is bliss?

2008-09-20T21:56:00.000-07:00

"Strong men believe in cause and effect, Weak men believe in luck." True?

In other words, strong men believe that there must be a reason for something happening while weak men believe that there isn't any concrete need for a purpose for someone to do anything. If this is the case, the so-called strong men often set off on a mission to pursue the reasons behind something happening. They devote their time and attention to details that weaker men will never do. But at what cost?

With it, they may get themselves sucked into a darker, more sinister world. They get exposed to the other side of human nature. They get affected by profound matters of the human mind that they will otherwise be better off without knowing about. Their till now perfect world starts being tainted by violence, cruelty. Isn't it best being ignorant, yet blissful? Yes, I think luck's a great excuse to avoid searching for a reason. I believe luck's a great excuse to believe why things are they way they are.

'So many people have done this, but I am the only one caught. What luck!' Case closed. Point taken. Don't ever take risks like this anymore.

Vice Versa, 'Why was I the only one caught? I must get to the bottom of this.' Theories of conspiracy and plots spring to mind. 'I suspect XXX hates me and wants to pummel me into the doldrums.' 'I think ZZZ is trying to frame me. Saboking.. Grrrr....' Negativity immediately poisons the brain and the world is suddenly a less vibrant place.

So I question again, better off being strong? Or is it better off being weak? To each his
own. Partly why this particular buzzing question arose was because of watching 射雕英雄传.
Guojing's naive and docile nature subsequently led him to reaching the pinnacle of the martial arts world and establishing himself as one of the most accomplished heroes in South Song, revered by citizens everywhere.

"A person is never happy except at the price of some ignorance."

Word of advice

2008-09-13T18:45:00.000-07:00

Think about one's own doing before saying anything. 三思而行 woh!

Sunday Morning

2008-09-13T18:18:00.000-07:00

I have to make it clear that firstly, i hate to admit it. But bitching makes life easier. It takes some of the tension away and in a way, it's something like smoking i guess. Gives me a clear thinking path. (not that i smoke or what, just based on my perception on smoking) Is it too much to ask of the same standards?

While games will always appeal more to us than less spectacular mundane stuff like say.. tying and stowing, it's absolutely imperative we get our priorities right and concentrate on the right things at the right time. Why RISK getting scolded? Don't feel a tinge of guiltiness for not doing anything? I admit that times when we have nothing to do are rare and few between and that we should take a good break where possible. I don't think i have the moral courage to ask people to do this, do that but i'd like to think that i volunteer to help out whenever necessary. People like 'anaconda', they don't necessarily bother people because they think that it's not nice to approach others to help but these are the very people we should not take advantage of and indeed, offer a helping hand. Not wait to be told what to do.

I question the feasibility of possessing tools of recreation to us. While it provides us with much needed joy and stress-busting entertainment and the intentions behind the tools are entirely good for the race of riggerkind, a limit has to be imposed. There is no point simply letting someone sit at the computer, apparently 'doing work' and when you take a closer look, that person's only jabbing at the 'up,down,left right' buttons on the keyboard. It's freaking apparent it's that thing. It's all about the pikachus and dragonites. If it's a group congregating and plotting (take this, then you can fight all the way down!) or (wa, knn. defence damm teng), we know that that is. It piques my curiousity but then again, we're all only human. =)

Don't worry, this is not a sniping session. You may be entitled to your own views, I am entitled to mine. So above is what i think. Accept it or not, this is published and i will not mince any words even though there have been self censorships here and there. Haha. As we embark on another week of the unknown, travesty or unbridled joy, we'll still go have to go through it. Right? Bye!

shitloads by the bucketfuls

2008-09-06T01:15:00.000-07:00

Being lauded a hero for being hammered, that's a first. Never in my life have i craved for attention or 'hero' status, so to suddenly be labeled a 'hero' has caused me some discomfort here and there. I'm a strong guy though, so i can take it no worries!

It's quite surprising how fast some weeks crawl while others zip by. This was a particularly slow one but i'm damm grateful for the 'lull' period in company line. This was a perfect week for me to recharge and i took this time to observe the people around me more carefully.

I thank the army god up there for bestowing upon me so many wonderful people. ( don't ask me who the army god is, i have no idea too. The nearest one should be Guan Yu though. ) I cherish the times i spend in bunk because we talk with no barriers. I bitch with less guilt although there is always that little bit. We share shitloads by the bucketfuls. Thank god for these people.

Meanwhile, the army has taken its toll on me. I am undoubtedly converting into an arms lover. Military games hold more appeal to me now than ever and i am off to blasting those dastardly villians into oblivion.

SAFRA Bay Run'08 !!

2008-08-30T05:58:00.000-07:00

It felt really great as i stood before the giant signboard which was to mark the start of the 21km run. Being pumped up definitely wasn't what i was expecting to feel after last year's 12km horrendevous with lulu. But yes, i saw this big 21 as a way to gauge how far i've come since i entered the army.

Determined to start things off with a bang, we zipped past throngs of other enthusiasts as we sped through the tarmac roads. For the first time, i think the sheer number of people running made me feel comfortable running. Not under the spotlight, not so open to fire. Good things never last. Running partner youngkid then decided to be funky and test out all the water stations. Well, i must make it clear first that this youngkid, albeit young and brash, is the person who pushed me through the 12s and 16km runs in the first place so i was expecting him to pace me throughout this monster of a race. He was sporting obscenely short shorts by the way which would have caused even a housefly (who's supposed to have damm good eyesight) to go blind. But that's besides the point. What happened was, he lost me and i lost him during one of those water point breaks and suddenly, i was all alone in the sea of people looking to engulf the entire city centre.

Once again, adrenaline kicked in and i pressed on, hoping to at least meet youngkiddy again. Running without a partner is painful to say the least. I never saw him. Winding across the huge bridge and then into ECP, i kept my attention fixed to the people in front. At that time, what i recalled was me in VJ then, having a hell of a time trying to run 2.4km. The me then was truly quite horrendous. Haha i had trouble completing 2.4km! Definitely feeling alot better as i saw the 10km mark looming in the distance, i soldiered on manfully. Then at the corner of my eye, i caught a glimpse of the seriously sexposed youngkiddy bulldozing his way past some midgets and i knew then that i would have to outspeed, outrace and outlast him in order to prevent me from going blind. Alas, the stupid damm metres were passing too damm slowly and lethargy started to set in. At the 14km mark, i was dying for a drink but i was afraid of getting a stitch.

Then we entered into something resembling what i would expect of a battlefield. Except... there was a golf course beside it. The sand, the sparse yet lush vegetation, the mud, the flying pellets of mud slingshots. As i entered slow motion mode a.k.a the matrix, i stared ahead but all that caught my eye were the millions of shoelaces jumping up and down like waves and waves of sine graphs, each time hurling yet another 10cm3 of brown dirt into me. As much as i would have liked to avoid all of these particles, my own volume wouldn't allow it. Soon i was enlightened. In order to avoid being the hunted, be the hunter. If i couldn't survive being behind, i would have to get in front someway, somehow. Survival instincts filled my mind as I stomped my way through the express lane (mainly because those were the worst tracks with the biggest potholes that even a Snorlax would have had no problems trying to fit in). Catapulting patches of brown goo wildly back to the evil shoelaces all around me, i smirked but the next thing i knew. A man resembling a balding Rhydon or rather Rhydon with a little bit of half (think bookworm gang, samseng) emerged as a serious competitor. Matching me stride for stomp, he parted the mud permanently. The brown sea. I tried hard to fight back but my Blastoise frame was no match for the intimidating figure that he was.

Thankfully though, we emerged from the battlefield soon after and glancing back at the angry shoelaces fast approaching. I decided to accelerate once more. This time, we entered the Marina Barrage. That was a really awesome alternative view of Singapore city line and the stretch of road quickly ended as I neared the finish line. So near, yet so far. 17km. The subsequent 4km proved to be the most excruciating, torturous part of the rest. Along the way, much fitter and slimmer men were stopping to stretch their calfs and thighs as the problem of cramps took a front seat. As i weaved past them with the grace of Dumbo, the graceful elephanterella, i was secretly happy that my leg wasn't giving me problems yet. But yes, Kaaaaarrrrrmaaaaa. I got the cramps too and subsequently trudged on despondently. Would i still be able to hit my target and get my medal? Mixing a 10m walk with a 5m sprint, i managed to juggle my way to the 19km mark. Argh.. 2kM! I was back in the city though, and that only meant the finishing line was close. Pushing myself to my limit, i inched my way through until i saw a sign that read 1.5km left. OMG! As i turned that exact same corner, about 5m away another sign read '1km to go!' I was totally inspired. I then raced my way to the finish line. This time though, i seriously cramped up and as other runners started to pass me, i was left struggling like a freaking Magikarp. Splash Splash Splash. Eventually i crossed the finish line on 1 leg. I was overwhelmed to say the least. Congratulating myself on finding a new strong me, i held my head high and pumped my fists in the air... before cramps halted my well-deserved celebrations. Darn cramps! Back to the finish though, i was truly elated and while making my way back to the bus-stop to gather, i smiled to myself. I got my medal but more importantly, i conquered yet another milestone in my life.

And so concludes my precious memories of 21km. This also marks the end of my budding running career... NOT! =)

money, enough?

2008-08-03T05:05:00.000-07:00

Being slammed by movie critics all over Singapore, Money No Enough 2 was panned as a failure as compared to its predecessor. Being a self-confessed Singapore movie buff, i decided to give it a chance though together. I have always loved the way Jack Neo's movies help to bring up the common peoples' grievances and problems. Daring to chastise our government, even taking crude digs and swipes in their faces. The former's predecessor, the I Not Stupid series, even Homerun, all of them were movies and films that tugged at my innermost heartstrings. While blockbusters from Hollywood continue to thrill and delight audiences worldwide, the fact will always remain that these mega-money directors will never quite be able to create a film that feels so singapore-heartlandish.

Settling in the seats of the cinema with my family, the movie started off with a really farcical rendition of animation. While typically witty, it was painful watching animation of this quality when so much better ones are readily available elsewhere. Aside from several agonizing blatant adverts (especially pokka's white chrysanthemum tea), the show slowly grew in depth and stature. The characters in the show were developed and the ugly traits of Singaporeans started to surface. The story was unique in the sense Jack Neo dared to portray sensitive issues Singaporeans face. Scenes like the one where the mother was sitting on the toilet seat consuming her meal was so heart wrenching. Mainly about filial piety, how Jack Neo used Singapore to depict this predominantly awkward situation everybody faces was quite awesome. Though punctuated with chuckles and laughter, the general mood in the cinema, as the show rumbled on, was sombre and even so quiet at one point i could literally hear people weeping. I have to admit there was this one hundredth of a tear drop in my eyes at one point but being a masculine Singaporean, i naturally used my eye vacuum cleaner to quickly suck it back in. At this point, i have to make it clear that i think partly why this movie had this impact on me was because the situation the characters in the movie faced is especially relevant to me now.

But take nothing away from this locally-produced movie. Jack Neo says he intends to come out with one similar production every 10 years. If that's the case, i'll sign up on a decade membership with golden village right now! Hahaha I seriously doubt this film will stir foreigners into praises but i have no qualms recommending this film to all Singaporeans out there, especially if you think you've neglected your parents somehow, sometime in your life. Knowing and understanding Hokkien is an added bonus of course! I really like how Jack Neo uses his movies to impart Singaporean-ish family values and how he injects those little witty ideas and phrases into conversations in the movie. Argh, hard to describe. All in all, Money No Enough 2 is an extremely viewable and personable family show.

rollercoaster month!

2008-07-27T08:18:00.000-07:00

holy shit, its been yet another month! clearly, time has zipped by once again.

this month has been a thoroughly horrid one for me. yeah, complaining is not going to get me anywhere but still.. i need to get it off my chest!

well.. it started with a device people like to call the PSP. as god would have it, the person i would have least liked to catch me, well.. caught me. a good way to start off a month of unluck.

then, i got another of my mate into trouble because i wrote the wrong date. like. WRONG DATE?! sigh. damm careless.

Not to forget my endless 'investment' in the fruit machines in SAFRAS around singapore. Mt faber, Tampines and more recently, Yishun. Haha, one go no come back!

Oh, and of course, that stupid incident whereby i got myself injured to help this man and his father. -_- luckily, my excess flubber helped lessen the agony.

I guess life has always been good to me and a month like that should serve as ample warning for the future but i've tried looking on the brighter side of things and i can see that glimmer of hope,, twinkling in the distance but beckoning me to approach and reach out. ha!

i'm abit disoriented when it comes to time so the following sequence of events may NOT be erm... sequential.

First, i.can.travel.along.expressways. YAY! yup, i got my photocard driving license.

Secondly, regular trips to SAFRA has also meant more quality family time. I have hardly had time to touch my computer the past 5 to 6 weekends.

Thirdly, my birthday was very pleasant. buffet, drinking, east coast park, presents. Thanks!

Next, a huge burden was lifted off the entire workplace when all of us, especially mr rosburn, conquered the demons in our rigger hearts.

yeah, i guess its been a topsy-turvy one month. one hell of a roller coaster ride i must admit. hopefully gloom has lifted and the subsequent ones will be very much better. Till then, Be Sure Always to Be Your Best!

爱与希望

2008-06-21T04:59:00.000-07:00

I guess this is still the only place i can go to pen down my thoughts and yet get some reprieve simultaneously.

Apparently, something or someone up there thinks that trials and tribulations should be part of life. Why are some people always taking the shit? Because of capability? Temperament? I don't get how some humans can be so insanely oblivious to the fact that they are going to drive others mad if they keep up with their selfish, ignorant way of thinking. If they think offering someone a better name or title is going to compensate for the month of hell he's going to be put through, i beg them to think again. To smoothen your paths up the military ladder, you're going to sacrifice men? I strongly abide by the fact that no man should be forced to do something he so vilifies and hates. Piss off, idiots.

As i continue this entry, my mind and thoughts are on the earthquake victims in China. my playlist consists of only one song. 愛與希望 Tragic, when something megascale like this hits us. As if we have not enough on our hands dealing with inter-species war like teens littering fellow teens with bullets in schools, like people taking advantage of one of mankind's greatest ever invention and crashing it into another structural engineering wonder, like people slicing heads off one another before proudly dangling and televising it to audiences around the world. In the name of religion? I'd rather Him not existing then. Freaking sick world we live in. And when we think things cannot get any worser, here comes Mother Nature with the most untimely entrance of them all. Rumble Rumble and that's it. Down goes the lamp-post, down goes the traffic light. There goes the previously intimidating grey block, taking along the baby and his mother and countless others to it's sandy grave.

大地被摇晃著
The earth shook

天空突然黑了
The sky darkened

我的心也被震碎了
My heart shattered

下一秒瓦解了
Disintegrating the next second

泪堆积成了河
Tears accumulate into a river

但明天是好的
But tomorrow will be better

我们要坚定著
We must stay strong

爱~让我们不放弃活著
Love~ Lets us continue to embrace life

还要继续和大自然拔河
Continue to give and take with Mother Nature

当爱与希望投射炙热的太阳
When love and hope project through the sun like rays

昨日泪光会随时间都蒸发
Yesterday's tears will evaporate along with time

别轻易放弃明天要许更多愿望
Don't give up easily, tomorrow brings more hope yet

装满了勇气就更有力量
Along with greater courage comes greater power

当爱与希望倒映暖暖的月亮
When love and hope reflects moonlight

再回头望又是筑好的家乡
In no time, our home is rebuilt

我知道未来还有好多路要闯
I know that in the future ahead there will be more obstacles yet

我打开了窗看见了晴朗
I've opened a window and seen the light, again.

We will mourn for the fallen.

We will glorify how the city's rebuilt.

We will grab our 'comrades' by their shoulders and stand with them.

We will announce that we have become stronger.

a-not-so-conventional-post

2008-05-30T10:33:00.000-07:00

It's hard to appreciate words when they are the bread and butter of everything we do and how we communicate everyday but why is it that certain words when strung together create that resonating effect? Perhaps a person with a competent grasp of the English language can, indeed manipulate people in a way lesser people can never hope to do. I definitely do not belong to the former but i sure know of people who belong in that category.

I never did notice how a simple 'really' can make something one says so much more personable, so much more private and genuine. Ha, the simplicity of the complicated. Picture this, 'I think you're a wonderful person' and 'I think you're a wonderful person, really...'. Wow, i may be overreacting but i think the latter sounds so much more zhen(1) cheng(2). (Psst, i am not sure if it's chen or cheng)

Kinda caught up with a long-lost and yet not so long-lost friend today, was a really pleasing and pleasant meeting and i am looking forward to many more such meetings.

Also, not too long ago, a few simple words stirred my heart. I can't help but feel really touched when someone pays you the ultimate compliment, something you really don't expect after being in touch with the crooked and wicked world via the army portal. Thanks for reassuring and letting me know that whatever i do and have been doing, i haven't been doing it for fun.

Since i returned from Australia, i have this strange wanting, this strange wanting to go out and meet people. Not staying cooped up at home and just piling on the kilos. It's strange because in Australia, i really did not miss things back here THAT much. True, the weather still sucks as ever but the people here, they're as real as life (sounds stupid like hell) and i swear, that personal relationships and ties are what keeps the world around all of us ticking.

Kudos to the inventor of blogs, I don't really get what's the thrill of writing a public diary but it's something i still do anyway. To share my thinking with others? Hoping to trigger something within?

And my family, they are wonderful. I want the whole world to know this because I am proud of my family. My Dad is freaking buying food back home every night because he knows i miss Singaporean food and is using the excuse that he wants to eat them too to make me feel better about making him go through all the trouble. My Mum pops in now and then to check on me and talk to me about well, anything and everything. My brother no longer plays his electric guitar when i am in the room because he knows the awful ruckus he creates =P and i get this feeling he has really matured as a person as compared to his pre-internship age. And my 'fatty', she lets me pinch her cheek.. sometimes.. Haha! O.H.A.N.A

Sydney Saturdays, Paramatta Sundays

2008-05-29T04:12:00.000-07:00

Well well, after the company 'exploits' at Rockhampton, who would have thought that i will still be here praising another part of Australia. Granted, we had our fair share of ups and downs and i imploded on more than one occasion. (Becoming worryingly common) I thought I sorted myself out pretty well towards the end. Perhaps I have been indeed taking army life too seriously. Ha! To hell with undeserved criticism and putting downs. Countdown to ORD has well and truly begun! =)

Overall, the accommodation there was great. We stayed at this place called Sebel Resort and Spa. Freaking awesome place. Swimming pool, gym, jacuzzi and even a pingpong table.. Sure as hell beat the living crap out of Camp Growl in Rockhampton! But then again, we were attached to the Condors this time. Wee! Yea, company was great too. My room-mate, Mr Seow was puuuuurfect. Just the right amount of everything contributed to a really homely feeling in bunk. Now now, i mean that in a perfectly innocent way. =D Cs, Jq and Elvin and of course PC made up the rest of the indomitable 6! Oh, and despite the rumours about the NSmen being too strict and xialan beforehand, they turned out great too. Really. Commanders wise, save for the expiring primate, i guess it was pretty alright.

Ok enough about the boring stuff. What was interesting was how many times we went to Sydney. 3 times?! Hahaha that was more than i could have asked for in my entire life. Sadly though, the hustle and bustle and of course, the impossibly expensive shops there contributed to a less than fulfilling shopping experience. In fact, what made Sydney alluring was indeed food and friends. I was never a big fan of arcades ever since i grew out of the whole virtua fighter thing. But being there this time really revived the arcade-loving fella in me. Hahaha, who knew that throwing hoops could be THAT fun! And throwing 'stacks and stacks' (pun intended) of coins into stupid (or should i say, SMART AS HELL) machines sure as hell brought out the bitter-sweet feeling of money-for-thrill adrenaline rush. Oh well... Stupid stackerz.. Besides that, the other bright spark in oh-so-modern Sydney was the food, in well, Chinatown! Poporo was great. So was the food in the foodcourt. I guess being in a country where the staple diet are 'chips and funky stuff', people do tend to appreciate oriental food a whole deal more.

And Paramatta? I think I like Paramatta a tad more because it is more down-to-earth. Perhaps abit Singapor-ish in the mall but yet also unique OUTSIDE the mall. I remember us taking a stroll along the sidewalks of this foreign place and feeling comforted at the sight of so many asian-related stores. Then, we walked into this sort of open space leading to more shops and even a bazaar sale in a building strangely resembling a concert hall. Felt so European. But anw, yes, Sydney and Paramatta, set aside the shopping males and good weather, pretty much everything else were parks and mini landmarks that were mildly interesting. Haha!

It was surreal and a welcome break away from work. But yes, we are down to the business end of the ORD path now. I am going to keep pushing till i finally recover my pink ic.

The hardest thing in the world.

2008-03-02T04:58:00.000-08:00

The most horrible and hardest thing to do in this world must be to lose weight.

The scale seems to tilt to the right EVERYTIME.

Sucks Sucks Sucks.

On the brighter side, soon there will be more people to share our burden at work.

Have a happy March guys! ( Left,Right,Left,Right...) HAHAHA!

the coming of a new year

2008-01-04T04:03:00.000-08:00

2008 has started extremely predictably in that everything i predicted would happen, happened. I had wished that 2008 would prove me wrong because quoting someone important, being 'eternal pessimists' that we both are, I would gladly have something prove me wrong. Wrong, Wrong, Wrong.

Family. Plagued by health problems.

Company affairs have been utterly screwed up. I will drown at this rate. Setbacks after setbacks, taskings after taskings, I don't know how the hell will i ever finish my work. I also don't see how i can avoid a single extra in the month of January. It's coming.

Mostly, and most regretably, I am on the verge of losing something. Something which i took for granted in the past, something that will surely cripple me should the worst happens. I should have taken the initiative time after time but people never learn till they are hit the hardest. Cold brutal reality hit me as i glanced twice, thrice at my phone. The words were simple, emphatic. This wave of emotion shook me up as i struggled to come to grips with what had transpired.

I am truly sorry and i truly hope that i can rewind the facade-y tape that 2008 is. I feel so helpless after learning about the void that now fills my life. This emptiness, this despair i feel, do you feel it too? Will it be too greedy to ask for another chance? Nobody will ever come as close to filling the void that you once occupied. Give me a ring?

Ties that bind.

2008-01-01T19:42:00.000-08:00

Are ties that bind really so fickle and fragile? Things still looked so rosy and just suddenly, so suddenly, the bright lights dim and what's left is just a lonesome flickering glow in the vast emotionless sky of black. Memories, both positive and negative flood the mind as i pen the probable final moments of this truly exhillarating ride. I'll never forget those times but this can't drag surely. I'm sorry, okay?

And so, 2008 begins with a big bang, literally. A bang in my life. Funny how people like to associate bang with happy things. Coupled with the imminent return of army to my life, i am really dreading the coming year. Days will revert to the nightmarish days of yesteryear. Despondency and frustration will definitely be emotions i'll grow accustomed to again as i succumb to the moans and groans and even, ridiculous requests by 'higher' beings.

Sweet tooth, no more.

too long-winded?

2007-12-14T07:31:00.000-08:00

Today is well, a Friday. And it's like.. a couple of hours before i take off. Cool.

Newater Plant was shit.

WWW was ok.

Now, i'm really a lobster. Whole body redness. Uncool.

This is a 'short-winded' entry because of a certain russian someone.

Goodnight.

A thursday's post.

2007-12-13T06:57:00.000-08:00

Hello world.

Today's a Thursday. What does it mean? Hmm, it means tomorrow is batallion fun day. It means it is competition day for best friend. It means that the day after tomorrow will be spent in Korea. Korea.. The land of kimchi, Bae-yong-jun and erm.. bibimbab?! I'm actually looking forward to this trip despite the negatives that naturally appear. Quality family time is what i will be expecting this time round. I'm really contented and happy that i have a close-knitted family. I'm a self-confessed family boy and this opportunity to spend time with my loved ones in the middle of these turbulent 2 years cannot be more well-timed.

Well, talking about Korea. I don't really think Korean girls are pretty though i get alot of stick for that. I think Korean men are like uncouth and violent. I think the Korean language sounds vulgar, almost as bad as Hokkien. I think Korea looks boring. But then again, i will see if what i think is really what i get. One thing i've learnt is never to judge a book by it's cover. And.. Hmm.. The idea of ski-ing is pretty alluring. I just hope i don't tumble and rolly-polly all the way down those slopes. Will totally ditch my new-found 'toughness' from the army. Food-wise, I've heard good reviews on the Ginseng Chicken ( which i have tried before ), Kimchi ( i absolutely detest this, maybe it will grow on me? ), Bibimbab ( YUM! ) and their Hotplates. Ha, eating bonanza!

My niggling knee sore is like getting out of hand. Looks like bread over-heated. Bloated, Red, Fugly. Pus and blood too. And i thought in-grown toenails were bad enough. My sis thinks its a bee sting. My mum thinks its a snake bite. HAHAHA hilarious.

Tomorrow i will witness reverse osmosis. And play in osmosized water after there. How tragic. Oh let me guess, they will probably give us bottles of Newater. Those puny bottles with the red labels on them. Hahaha Wild Wild Wet will probably be better, or so i'd hope. Okaaay, it's not that early so i will turn in now.

Goodnight, world.

Soccer

2007-12-10T23:16:00.001-08:00

As the entire footballing fratenity comtemplates what should have been after Arsenal's remarkable stumble against supposedly lowly opposition, I grin at my Singapore Pools ticket which says 2-1 to Middlesbrough happily. Hahaha!

This post isn't ALL about boasting over my supposed competence in predicting results, rather it is to express my joy in playing the sport.

After I graduated from VJ with not so flying colours, i never thought that the regular soccer sessions would continue but continue it did, even up to now. Scoring and assisting in the goal, making that crucial tackle, keeping out that certain goal. These are things we find so addictive in soccer but what really makes my experience special is the interation with friends. When it somehow all connects and the team scores a goal, we celebrate the minor miracle that has occured. When the opposite team scores a goal too, we applaud them for their exquisite skills and shot. It's especially heartwarming when you realise your friends think like you too.

I was talking to munty after another session. And he said something about how even though he was tired, he still felt soccer was fun. This despite soccer being the very thing which damaged his poor arm. When someone like munty says something is fun, it really must be something special and i felt so heartened by his words. Ha, i sound like a bloody gay.

Yea, special soccer buddies! I shall commemorate our constant soccer gatherings by offering an unbiased analytical view on all of you. =P

Glen : Blessed with natural talent on the ball, he can take out an entire team with bamboozling footwork followed by an eyecatching finish. Also an extremely accomplished passer of the ball.

Daniel : Equipped with height and intelligence, he often surges past opponents before expertly picking out a teammate for the goal. A striker's dream. Packs a strong shot too!

Munty : Defies all critics with a remarkable sense of balance and an eyecatching tackle. Coupled with sound ball technique honed from hours of work, he is the fastest rising star of the s46 football fraternity.

Seth : The poster boy of our soccer sessions. Just like the yellow singlet he usually dons, his antics bewilder opponents and teammates alike. Expect the unexpected from this guy. Any match with him will be a colourful one.

Jfoo : Undisputed No.1 between the sticks. He is also a no-nonsense defender, whacking balls away from goal even when there are nobody in front. Plays with a smile.

Alvin : Obsessed with scoring with panache, he tries backheels when it's easier for him to score with his ass. Rooney-ish playing style without runs, he can be relied upon to not score goals when it matters. And score when it does.

Kafai : Best sweeper in the team. Dominates the backline with a physical yet skillful approach. Can turn on the style anytime during the match. Yeah baby!

Jerome : Hardest worker, maybe clocking a half-marathon everytime he plays. His energy and commitment to the team's cause is admirable. Also likes to wear singlets.

Leslie : Another explosive player with a tendency to burst past players like they aren't there. A lion's performance every game. No wonder he's an officer!

Clarence : Plays his football with swagger and an attitude that oftens stirs everbody to play better. A true motivator. Has a tendency to get savaged in the face.

Mark : Tall and reliable. He is our Sami Hyypia without the blond hair but definately with more grey matter.

Jeremy : Known to be enthusiastic about the game but not much has been seen of this vocalist. Athletic and articulate, we'd like to see more of him in future games.

That should be all the comments i can offer. Thanks for continually providing me an opportunity to play the sport i love! Let's continue this for as long as possible. Viva la futbol!

chalet fishing and friend

2007-12-10T22:37:00.000-08:00

hello world.

Been quite some time eh? Anyway, yesterday was some cohesion chalet for army. Ha! i think it failed spectacularly. Still, the organising must have been tough so thanks anyway to keith and co for planning this. The day before though, we went fishing again. It's this like new hobby of mine. We meet in the night at nostalgical bedok before proceeding to NTUC and Sheng Shiong like old aunties on the hunt for the bargain of the day. After dilly-dallying like gu-niangs, we then grab our stuff, proceed to the area just out of range from the counters and start to analyze. We will then all queue up at the counter with the most good-looking girl even though the other cashiers are like entertaining not customers but themselves. HA! It's all in the name of fun though so don't brand us just yet! =)

After that, we will gather our stuff outside Sheng Shiong on the curved stoned seats and start waiting for our cab. Cabs just don't seem to pass by there too often nowadays. Freakin stony wait but eventually we get our cabs and asses to East Coast Park Carpark erm.. something something. Can't remember. Speaking gibberish like little kids, we will make our way to the lighted bridge that stretches out into sea. Bedok Jetty. After passing countless bus-stops, we decide upon a particular one and start to prepare.

Fisher Check 1 : Proper Hook-Up!

After casting our lines into the dark open sea, initial adrenaline forces us to hold onto our rods. Human minds work in such a way that we tend to hope for a miracle and for the supposedly dumb fishes to get hooked straight away. Of course, this is one of many fallacies. After the enthusiasm dies down, we lay our rods in a way it leans onto the railings seperating us and the sea and proceed to the next check.

Fisher Check 2 : Complete scrutinising of food and opening of them one by one

Tearing open the packet containing whatever is inside, the aroma diffuses into the air and we let our itchy fingers do the job, repeatedly planting objects into our constantly chomping mouths. Always peppered with hopeful glances at our rods but almost certainly followed by more packet-swishing sound and crunches of the mouth. Once in a while though, desperation for a catch takes over and we find ourselves reeling in the line, in a bid to recast it. If we find the bait slightly mangled or ravaged, we curse our luck in unison. If we find the bait gone, we lament on the fact that the fish was BIG enough to rip off the piece of prawn from the hook. Once in a blue moon, we feel tugs at the other end that stimulates even more excitement as we start to jerk our rods and begin the rapid urgent reeling. After a particularly large tug, the tension from the other line disappears and we are forced yet again to dwell on what should have been.

Such a gloomy outlook! but yet, we still want to do it again. Why? i am not particularly sure but i have a gut feeling it's because of the time we spend with each other. The time normally reserved for solitary rest is now converted to social bonding periods. Bonds like these are often strong ( think walawala). And i guess that's why we like fishing. Of course, there are also the times sheer excitement and joy overcomes us. Like when we catch our individual fishes. Catfishes or spinosaurs, they are our catches. The result of hours of hoping and praying. That's the thrill of fishing. The battle against Hope and if the initial battle fails, The battle against Failure. More often than not, we end up slightly disappointed but still happy and that's all that matters, isn't it?

Bbqs have always been quite stupid. A strong excuse to gather but not quite a strong one to fill our tummies. But when the fire is started at like 8.30pm. It only makes it worse. Hungry but not quite as thick-skinned enough to ask for food, people try to smile and talk their way out of hunger. But not before they think the bbq-ers are stealing bites once too often. I'm not saying that is what happened but i think these incidents are rather commonplace, no? Anyway, i realised barbeque-ing nuggets and sotong balls are UP. Tender and juicy, I swear i am going to request nuggets and sotong balls at every subsequent chalet! Often, chalets should be peppered with sudden bursts of laughter, lots of drinking, and even cycling but when chalets are planned without such activities in mind, failure is bound to beckon. It's ok though, if everybody feels a basic responsibility to bear the trouble the chalet organiser went through in mind before attempting to complain about how boring it is and stuff. This is what happened yesterday though, so kudos to supposedly chauvanistic NS boys! We smash those stereotypes! Anyway, chalet providers should include a range of games in their services. Like maybe set up a game renting counter so that people can just grab an edition of Twister in the middle of the night and play themselves senseless. FUN!

Ever since our trip to Wallaby, our lives have definitely changed for the better. BUT, i'm pretty sure it's only temporary. Long weekends will soon be replaced by Long weeknights and rest breaks replaced by hand breaks. Oh well.. On the bright side, i'm more than halfway through my tenure in the horrid army. From a lowlychao recruit, i've graduated to a somewhat more distinguished erm.. LCP. -_-''' Ah well, it wil come to pass eventually. December has been great so far. A lost friend found again proved more satisfying than finding a new one. Best just adds to the extra joy. Good if you know what i'm talking abt, if not, it's okaaaaay too!

Korea beckons... But not quite yet, two more days and i am through!

2007-11-30T06:20:00.000-08:00

sup world. it was overnight fishing yesterday with the army doods. Hah, considering it was my first time fishing, at least we caught 1 fish. =) ok it was not exactly me but still, it counts! i probably summoned the fish or smth. So there!

Oh btw, i watched this programme on sharks and there's really a tribe in the world who pride themselves on being able to summon sharks. basically, they use these big necklaces which are made of coconuts and start knocking them on the tiny canoe they sit on, creating rhythms to attract and summon the sharks . At first, nothing happened and the locals said something about there being too many people at the scene, the cameraman, host and all and that they were scaring away the sharks. I was laughing like mad cause it seemed like self-delusion. ( the sort everyone indulges in ) But once he left the main crew, he soon returned with footage of an encounter with a shark! p.s he had one cameraman following him in his canoe, that's how he got his footage in case you were wondering how those indigenous people get their videos. It's quite amazing how such things happen. Does belief and faith help to MAKE THINGS HAPPEN? i caps-ed those because they hold 'special' meaning to those in 'hell'.

How is belief and faith connected to superstitions?

Talking about being superstitious, does everybody have their own set of rules of what not to do too? I am not without these weird, sometimes senseless beliefs too. Like when playing jackpot, when we were in Aust, i adopted this habit of avoiding playing whenever this guy's around because he's like an object of un-luck. Or I tend to do 'good' stuff sometimes only because i believe in karma and that what goes around comes around. i think it'd be really interesting to know everyone's own set of superstitions because i'm pretty sure most of us have different sets.

Ok back to fishing with the guys. It's weird how close we are even though we got to know each other through 'hell'. Maybe because we all hate a thing or animal in common. Well, we spent alot of time trying to figure out how to attach the hooks and baits and stuff before finally casting our hopes into the murky waters just off bedok jetty. though we only got a fish and an x-men crab as rewards for our toiling through out the night, i still feel fishing is fun. Oh, there were several sick guys quite near to us. They got a couple of eels and started torturing them. Once, we heard a loud 'pop' and heard them talking about how the eel's stomach burst open. Ouch. =( Ok besides the obvious insanity of the company we had with us, we continued experimenting with our amateur fishing tactics. Hah, i think i am made for fishing. Everytime i cast a line, something happens. the line snapped once, the fishing weight got hooked onto the tip of the rod, the line also got tangled with the rod. As if we haven unentangled enough in 'hell'. Ah, but it was a positive experience to say the least. Next fishing rendezvous shall be in the day.

Sunshine returns!

Facades and Karaoke

2007-11-28T05:45:00.000-08:00

What's up with the human mind? Why are some people sad most of the time? Is it to gain reassurances that they still have friends? To create a chance to feel sorry for themselves? Or is it really cause they lead such tragic lives. And then, there are those who are the total opposite. Cheery Sunshiney? Is it to let others not worry too much about them? Is it to mask their inner sorrows? Or is it really cause they lead such happy lives? Weird.. I think it's really hard to see through the facade of it all. I always thought i could read others well /enough. But sometimes, i get so sure that i think to myself that i lord over the world. That others are 'inferior'. How horrible and freaky. And to think i pride myself over being a /nice guy. HA!

Anyway, it was kbox with the army peeps yest. I think it's (Karaoke) a really good way of bonding and letting loose all those angst in you. Yelling and nodding your head to the thumping beats of 'high' songs before releasing the emotional you by belting a ballad takes you through a rollercoaster ride that few other activities can do. And to think I used to think Karaoke was so 'huang jin nian hua'. I take that all back. Awkward moments like coming in at the wrong time, failing to hit that oh-so-high note again, resorting to falsettos to reach those shrilly notes before realising you sound like a duck will lead to a hearty laugh or two are bound to occur and ultimately, those 'special' moments tend to ease the tension or stiff-ness that some people just possess naturally. And it is also so heartening when others are willing to applaud you, to encourage you for your botched or not attempt at a song or two. It is the kind of behavior which reflects human goodness and adds so much to the feel-good factor that karaoke brings. =)
Okay, and i realised it's already wednesday night of the week. omg, please let time stop flying by for once. I DO NOT want to return to the god-forsaken place. It's ironic how Ex Walla was supposed to make me appreciate life in /that place and instead, it has just got me dreading even more about returning. I just know there's probably a million funky things waiting for me.

Till next time!

Routine entry?

2007-11-26T06:42:00.000-08:00

Aloha blog. I don't understand what's wrong with me. I feel /depressed when i want to start blogging. Like WTH.

Anyway, I kinda miss life in school. Haha, while i was on the bus after jalan-ing at Sim Sim Lim Lim just now, I saw these group of students chattering animatedly and i just felt so lost. Hahaha, how awesome it'd be if i can go back to that sort of life again eh? Playing soccer in school uniform after classes, chilling out in the bandroom after school, walking to Neptune Court's 7-11 to grab a bite or two, maybe three or just talking to friends in an environment which is much more alluring and comfortable than elsewhere. Nostalgia.

Familiarity breeds Complacency. I realise that we tend to take things for granted, say friends, as time passes. Because they grow /INTO your life, we tend to forget that friendships need maintaining too. Yeah, i feel that people always promise 'let's keep in contact' but it seldom happens. For a few years maybe, but a couple more? Do you still talk to your primary school bestie? For the one person who does, there are always 10 others who do not. HAH, but that's where the internet comes in. With social networking tools like Friendster and Facebook, friends have been re-introduced to us quite superbly. I never did appreciate the merits of these tools till now.

Oh, can someone tell me why i freaking cannot receive messages that were sent to me while i was in Australia?! I thought switching your phone on would rectify the problem. =( Oh yeah, i recalled something i left out in the previous post. In Australia, i rediscovered the wonders of music. Combating the rigors of rigging was tough but Music resonating from a hand phone whipped out from one of SAF's 10 pockets definitely made things better. Slight digression: Shit man, i realise i miss the feeling of playing in a band. Collective music-making was a really special experience and so, i must go to the alumni pracs from now on! Remind me please. =)

Doods out there, let's meet up! All talk and no organisation makes friendships go sour. =(

Back.

2007-11-25T04:56:00.000-08:00

Touched down yesterday at around 2 o'clock. Long flight back but stepping back on Singaporean soil wasn't as gratifying as i expected. I sound like a bored whore. =)

Basically, Wallaby was... a mixture of everything.

The workload was as expected, crazy, crazy, krazy. But hey, call me psycho or what, i actually LIKED doing rigging and packing instead of typing and printing and laminating and stressing myself out. The prof test was over in a jiffy and i felt we actually did reasonably well. Other than that, the rest of the trip was just rigging rigging rigging under the scorching hot sun.

Injuries were commonplace. 1 sent home because his fingers were fractured, i think. The other, an unfortunate victim of ' i want the best seat in the vehicle' game. Or so it appears.. Cuts here and there. Bruises, on body and ego, too were common. I was not spared either. I underwent a minor foot operation for an in-grown toenail and endured so-called severe ulceration on my lips for the entire month. Ah, but heck it, what cannot kill you only makes you stronger. I hope.

Friends. Sounds corny but the cohort we have, however small it is, is special. Being here makes everybody here already a hero. ( Courtesy of Kevin ) Bathing together everyday without the normal barriers. Laughing and joking about the diameters of *insert anything you want* and so on and so forth under the gush of hot refreshing water definitely made the cold and lonely nights more bearable. Being through the shit we went through made us grow up and gel. 'Firms' developed special meaning. Hahaha. All of us are so different but we are slowly melting in the bubbling cauldron we were inexplicably thrown into. Messy, topsy-turvy, cool, good, quiet, uppity, small, cheerful, wrong, daydream, nonsense, chatterbox, tickle.

Gambling never was bigger to me than it was in Australia. Slot machines were as commonplace as 7-11s in Singapore. Keno now meant more than that game run by a red dinosaur in Neopets. The music of victory emerging from the colorful machine and coin clanking rang loud and long in my ears. Enticed, is an understatement. Si kee puay was another new game i picked up. Now though, back in Singapore probably means gambling's reduced to the occasional punt or two at Singapore Pools and new year gatherings.

Animal facts i picked up in Australia.
1) Emus are the most common bird species you will find in their wild.
2) Kangaroos and Wallabies are sitting ducks if you wish to kill a few. Drive and you're bound to meet one of them. They will stand real straight, staring at the oncoming roadrage with beady black eyes, not knowing impending danger and stone. And i mean Stone.
3) The Koala has officially taken over the Panda as my favorite favorite animal.
4) An attractive female zookeeper cuddling a Koala is definitely a sight to behold.

Slight digression. Somehow, pretty girls i chanced upon in Australia had something to do with animals. In Red Rooster there was one. In the wildlife reserve there was yet another one. Maybe i should start becoming an animal lover.

Food in Australia was pretty pricey. Breaka is probably THE milk over there. Picked up a strong liking for ginger ale over there thanks to Mr Uppity. Beef rissole's actually like a giant beef ball. Coolio. Spuds are actually as tasty as they are flashy. Btw, for those as sua gu as me before i actually tried spuds, Spuds are actually baked potatoes with sinful toppings like sour cream, bacon, onions and stuff. Lots and lots of them! Chicken Cesar Spud. Yummy. Oh Australians are also big on their fast food. Red Rooster, Hungry Jacks, KFC, Macs. They probably have it all. While over there, i fell in love with this thing from Darryl Lea. Its like a bar of white chocolate, peanuts and marshmallows. The combination is heavenly, i tell you. Problem is, you'll probably have a tough time burning off those carbs later on. Peanut brittle is good, too. =)

Considering we share the same sky, it's amazing how different the two skylines are. Over there, the clouds are so white and pastel-like. Even when it's grey and threatening, the sky and clouds never seem to mix as much as ours. They are like different entities, if you get what i mean. At night, the pastel white clouds seem to disperse into millions of shiny shiny particles. I realised then that the night sky they paint in cartoons isn't exaggerated. The sky's probably littered with stars more than what East Coast is with garbage. I really enjoyed the couple of occasions I just paused to admire all that was above me. All that was lacking then was probably another presence? The moon's also pretty big over there, and bright too.

Did I miss out anything? Drop me a tag if i did. Meanwhile, i hope this revived blog will not sound so sordid anymore! If life changes, this changes too. So please change, life.

month of trepidation? month of unimaginable joy?

2007-10-25T09:06:00.000-07:00

Alas, wallaby dawns. The country of waveboarding, the country of kangaroos, the country of koala bears, the country of nougats and also, the country of wallabies. Ah. i do not know what to make of this trip but i'm maintaining a positive outlook nonetheless. It's my first time to Aust and i have mixed feelings towards this exercise. The build-up has been stormy to say the least but somehow, the past few days have actually been good. What's missing is ... ah well. b1.

I finally plucked enough courage to say sorry and patch up a friendship i so deeply treasure.

I finally completed the wretched admin preparations for this trip.

I finally really enjoyed a soccer game with my buddies.

Haha, good night peeps. Good day mai-ites!

militarian environment

2007-10-24T01:15:00.000-07:00

Good day ladies and gentlemen. It's been yet another 3 quarter year hiatus. Hibernating i've been but awoken i am. Shoo away the slumber and it's the start of the new era.

After saying bye to school life, i never thought that i would be so viciously sucked into the flousy world of the contigent that 'protects' Singapore. A load of crap i'd say. Day after day, all we dream of, all we yearn for, all we ardently hope for ultimately comes to naught. Why you might ask, i don't know either though i have a really strong feeling that it just might be the commanders. Promises of rest after work, promises of a better tomorrow. All corny pretences. All utter bullshit. The only comfort i can seek from is often from my fellow sufferers and even that's not certain. Blood and tears i've shed, but for whom? 'For my country' is the politically correct answer but seriously, if we ever come under attack because of bloodlust or something, the sheer numbers of the enemy will flood us all. So what if we have the latest technology or so, if we're ruled by useless fools who let us toil for the sake of appearing good in front of their superiors, we are all going to die, one way or the other. I always thought mine's a morbid description of the current state of affairs. but when i read another colleague's count on all these, i realised that i'm not alone in this. In fact, it gave me the courage and liberty to spill the beans.

This new life i'm leading is a waste of time. Nobody except us will be able to understand. Everybody wants to be protected but have they wondered whether their so-called protectors are willing to protect them? well, they are. But conditions forced upon them make them an unhappy bunch. Devoid of family and social time, they are left to fend for themselves, thrown around like unwanted scraps of meat. After a hard day of toiling like egyptians building a pyramid, make that four, all they get are lectures on how they are not allowed to complain since it's their responsibility to 'forge a better tomorrow'.

I did relish this chance to be thrown into the deep end. To be better able to experience what i'm supposed to be facing. Boy do i regret this now. This hellish 2-year long tunnel i'm supposed to be thundering thru seems to get ever darker and more sinister. I'm crawling at a snail's pace. Claustrophobia some may call it, but i'm stuck in my own world. Dark, smelly, morbid. The call of the devil has never been stronger. My family and friends are what little i have now that i'm deprived of my other joys. People will be saying 'you'll emerge a stronger man'. i beg to differ, i will certainly agree though, with the notion ' you'll emerge a more skeptical and realistic man'. All that the past year has thought me is how the root evil of men is so evidently displayed in what's supposed to be the barrier of protection of society. The blame game, the name-calling, the succumbing to temptations, the sheer cowardice and absolute obedience towards supposed upper-beings. Also, the weak's gobbled up, the strong prevails. Alas, doesn't the weak deserve a chance to get stronger? Is this world better off without competition? Simplistic contentment with gaining a foothold over others, isn't this the basic ingredient for the crumbling of an ever dominant empire? The middle class are left to choose between defending the weak or serving the strong. They either get blown away like sand, never to be seen again or end up doing the dirty work for the strong. Always yearning for recognition but getting none. Always hoping to get stronger but only to realize that they diminish as time passes and their masters find new servants. This hierachy of weak,middle,strong will never come to pass, will it?

I'm not trying to be a smart alex who knows everything. In fact, i don't know anything because i too, am blinded by propaganda. Too easily swayed i am. Thus, i am taking this opportunity to voice out my view before i embark on the next corner that promises me even more lessons that i've yet to learn. Indeed, if going Down-Under is going to bring me closer to hell (no pun intended), then i will take it as it is. Hopefully, my spirit is already at the lowest ebb it will ever dwindle to. All said, i'm going to take this gamble on this next destination. I hope this will turn out to be fine, however i define it.

booook out!

2006-12-30T22:57:00.000-08:00

ahahaaha on to other stuff, this is my 2nd bookout already! =D so shuang.. well, i am sick lar. so i cannot really enjoy this bookout but still, bookout is bookout. i am happy.

went to the ahband el minstrel concert yest after meeting zul py nic and syaheed at ps. hahaha i think the concert was gratifying. =D they improved and went frm strength to strength so much so that i was damm happy by the time they came to the end. I also hope that Ahband doesn't possess so much due respect for mr chua jus because u were chided and lectured. I hope it's because u really appreciate his hardwork and passion for the band. =D but i shan ruin the festive mood because after all, u all did make mr chua really happy too! especially during dancin megahits where he grooved and serenaded everybody with a face melting saxy solo! hahaha oh yes, i wan to say congrats to my dear section too! for playin well. I felt the bass was solid throughout. =D
darn.. my headache is coming back, i shall go rest.

meanwhile, have fun u guys. last day of 2006! enjoy today and hopefully, nxt year will be an even better one! remember to catch up with ur old pals and do not lose contact! =D

army

2006-12-30T22:35:00.000-08:00

hello! frm the title, gu ming si yi, this post is going to be about army!

Its been almost a month since i booked in.. ok 3 weeks. I think army is damm slack. as in seriously, for obese companys, its even more slack den pe lessons. FOR GOODNESS SAKE, WHO FORCES PPLE TO WALK 1.5KM! as if that's not enough, they even scold u for running. crap man. Hmm i have also finsihed my live firing test. i passed! but that day the weather conditions was really fierce. It was raining for the whole day, not once did it stop. So we had to do our zero-ing and firing in the cold miserable rain! eh i tot i missed alot but somehow, i
contrived to pass. HAA!

army really makes u feel bathing is a luxury. nvr have i been so eagar to hit the showers and let the cool refreshing water pitterpatter on me!

hmm, i have nice bunkmates too so tekong is overall quite a pleasant place to be in. so far, my sergeants have been quite nice. not the barking barking sort.. OH, i have a world number 2 gunbound player in my bunk. hahaha talk abt hardcore gamer eh! erm pple in my bunk.. let me recall.. there's syaheed my buddy, zul my nxt bedder who supplies radio and lots of stuff, keefe the judo HIIIIIA guy, vishnu the nice guy, teck chuan the quiet guy, fah aik the violent guy =D, randy the porn guy, alvin the classmate, peiyi the vegetarian, nicholas the childish smoker =p, and shanru, my fellow imt assistant!

erm i am oso temperature i/c together with a guy called sihui frm section 4 but he's in charge of toilet too so i basically take charge. Well... taking temperature seems damm slack to everyone.. and i think so too! hahahha its quite nice too cos i get to know the rest of te pple in the platoon. NONO is the laundry ic and so far, i think his job is damm cham. Whole day must rush pple to change bedshit and pillow case and still must fold all our contaminated god-knows-what-is-on-it bedsheets and send it to the laundry. HAHAHA that's bad luck for u!
eh.. my hair is also growing pretty quickly so its actully quite long le.. no need cap oso can but ah, i wan to wear cos i think caps are cooL! =D but den again, i have a beanie.. but i very hum to wear.. scared malu.. hahahaha

Foood in army is also plentiful. In fact, its crazy. Now i noe why taxpayers feel so cheated. hahahaha the food in army is so woah that i wonder if all the food is finished everyday. not that i am complaining. =D cos i am definately not losing ani weight here! the worse thing is.. i think i am the cannot sai hei type.. i am still super damm albino. The only thing an extended period of time under the sun does for me is to grill me to a bright red colour. NVR AM I BLACK. SUCKs!
erm.. i cannot think of aniting else abt army. its damm boring at night. and thus, i'm damm grateful to people who msg me. =D thanks a million peeeeeps! 2230 lights out is too early lar.
Oh, den there are the usual bastards in army which i shan name. they emit an aura of decomposition and shittiness. DAMM SMELLY. always act damm big. At first i thought i was the only one bt i realised actually there are alot of pple who think alike too. I really hate these guys. But i am going to tolerate. After all, if i cld survive the a levels, wad's another 3 mths with stupid idiots! =P

ahh.. army sounds damm boring right? hahhaha but i think its actually damm unique. i'm kinda glad i am forced to serve national service. believe it or not, i am not under some propaganda mission or smth but when i put on the army uniform, i really feel proud to be a Singaporean. =D One recruit, One army, One Singapore!

post it!

2006-10-30T08:35:00.000-08:00

i am soooo sleepy nowadays.. even when exams are coming up. freakin horrendous. anyway, jus some wondering and thinking, how do you maintain good personal relationships... frm my view, i see people daggering others everyday, walao! damm bad lar.. i really wonder sometimes toooo.. if i get daggered, what kind of things do they say of me behind my back.. hmmm...

lalalalala. i am going to miss tuition. no more free ju hua cha, no more 'twist, lick , dunks', no more buona vista, no more christina! darn. after that, econs tuition comes to an end too. i seriously wonder what will i be doing after exams man.. packing my luggages for tekong? let's see.. rubber duckie 1 in, duckie 2 in, duckie 3 in, blah blah. after that, i can give duckies to everybody in tekong and we can play battleducks together in the showers. great. freakin exciting man.

agrh, i need to rant and rant cause i am so freaking frustrated that i can blog but i cannot study. damm sian lar.. and i'm freakin envious of everybody lar.. everybody's going into tekong like in april.. tmd. it probably means i will looooose touch with everyone during the 1st 4 months nxt year. i dun care ah, if i organise and ask u all out, u all better dun pangseh. better still if u all ask me! like that i feel better and it fits my 'let the others plan' mindset. =D

Oh yes.. i realised that its sooo dark now. tonight seems dark.. which reminds me of water catchment areas ( i bet only the chem tuition pple noe ) and that sour bad incident i had which i cannot forget man. RECAP: one fine moony night, breeze and bustle and all, i decided to take the bus home after a guy's night out. along came bus no.51 and i hopped onto it with the enthusiasm of a kid after the ramly burger feast. i was minding my own business and thinking back on what a nice day it had been when shit stuff happened. I had nestled nicely onto my seat which had a clear view of Tvmobile. Alas, my stupid sense of righteouness forced me to give up my seat even though i thought i had perfect labour immobility, to a not so nice person. well.. *voice of discretion : dun read on cause i am going to slam the person real hard* i saw this midgetty middle aged polka dotty on the head woman having trouble keeping her fugly slippers on the grnd because apparently, her cg, no matter how low it was, couldn't keep her steady. As a result, i beckoned to her, with all the glow an angel could possibly exude, with the sweeeetest smile anyone could possibly offer. She seemed to notice and immediately bundled her way towards my seat. Following that, i, totally expecting a thank you, got shoved with such force that my freakin momentum could have levelled the leaning tower of pisa. Then, she squeezed her oh-so-tight butt onto the poor seat. on hindsight, i think i did hear the sound of zeus thunder and the stench of undigested tandoori chicken or smth. well.. ok i guess. just my luck. so. i decided to just stand there. well, ms-my-ass-is-tight-and-big then bellowed in a voice entirely befitting that of the fart god ' oei, dun block lar. inder inder, *picture fast forward picture of mum lecturing* u dun wan to watch, pple oso wan to watch. budena budena ' I tell you. I was freakin steaming man. So i jus ren-ed and of course, shot offended glances at her. Then during one of those fateful glances, she did the most uncouth and stupid thing i think anibodi cld have done. Her middle finger freakin rose frm her pudgy palm. can u freakin believe it. CAN U FREAKIN BELIVE IT. i was like boiling lar. The thing is she had jus embarraseed me infront of the entire bus, which was packed like tuna but still.. not as tight as her fat butt. PISSED. i was totally picturing her stupid face being dunked in my ex-hamsters shit or smth. And then i came up with a totally awesome plan. When my stop came, which was not long after, i turned slowly and offered her one of my most haunting grins and following that, i relly didn't mean to do wad i did because i noe how sensitive this kind of thing is. My impulse got the better of me. And i made sure she caught a glimspe of me clasping my palm and subsequently bobbing my head off when i alighted. i swear i heard a few sniggers here and there. well, this apparently got her rather agitated and i think that she wanted to stand up or smth but apparently, her round bottoms got stuck between the two metal poles that was beside her and *think russel peters* ' SHE GOT STUCK' awesome man. well i nonchantly waved at her when she turned to look out of the window. and that's that. a freakin bad experience turned enLIGHTening not en DARKening.

vj, a thing of the past?

2006-10-24T08:16:00.000-07:00

Oh hello! surprise surprise! i am back! hmm, i dun know what compelled me to come back to blog this but maybe.. i just feel that i needed to say some things.

Firstly, its the end of jc life i guess, after this hurdle called the a'ss. anw, during farewell, i must admit i was damm tempted to say thank you to the class but alas! my humji mechanism kicked in and apparently, it's kinda courage deactivating. ok so i shall post abt my many thanks here. I must first admit that coming into s46, i felt it was going to be a ah vs the rest thing. but, surprise surprise, it din turn out that way! in fact, i felt that i really integrated with the rest of the class RATHER well.. of course, the beginning of jc life had alot to do with waiyip and band. they helped immensely.. in adapting to this college. The hawaii trip will be something etched at the back of my head forever dudes. Thanks for all the fantabulous memories! Lz especially was a freakin nice companion and friend that i felt so heng i'm in his section. hahahaha jien, for her weirdo chuckles and fangxian for her pretty face! Oh yes, many smiles too to people like chris cheonghing terence and blah for being so accomodating! =D den there's danny and ch and the rest of the zoo. Of course, i cannot leave out the tae club! py,jessie,jien,gy,andrew,merv. Ahh, i had a whale of a time with this group so yea, the good memories will always outnumber the bad.

There's the class girls part. hmm.. there is justina the king, manda the emo, debbbbs the enthuu and recently, feminine and of course, pw mate smart smart steph. Thanks for always laughing at stupid stuff. hahaha the dumb blondes - lynne the artistic talent fujing the mooncake peiwen another smiley hardworking pw mate and tracy the mummy's girl apparently belong to one group now. so yea, there u go! phenomenal number of.. 8 girls in my classs. oh many thanks to quetzzzzzzz tooo for being such a wonderful dependabe source of.. everything! u are the GIANT supermarket of the class cos u provide me with notes, info and notes! haa thanks! =D

Then, the class guys started to do guys stuff and i kinda got sucked into guys fever. soccer, dota, fm, campovers blah. soon enough, ifelt the class guys really got together and bonded! with trips to ubin, weekly soccer ram-a-bouts, lanning sessions at the super profitable lanshops, ahh too many stuff. Glen the arse-nal fellow footie Kafai the hardgay Jfoo the mummy's boy Seth the lucifer of vice Daniel the intellectual Munty the praetor and creator Alvin the bettor AJ the quiet Leslie the all-rounder Clary the dota fanatic Jerome the he-man , Bao the Bao, Lam the rich and more in fact! yea.. thanks guys! keep in contact. haha since mr lam maybe leaving, =(, i shall add something extra. Mr Lam's Mr rich and popular in class and band and i do hope u become like forbes top .5 business man in the future. Do spread ur wealth, just like how more birds lead to more luck, more money, more jobs please! =D

Otherwise, its time to stop being so happy and suagu.. grrr, the exams are looooooming.. the skies are daaaaaaaaaarkening.. tekong is beckoooooooooning.. so is a new future. Whatever is the case, friends i met in Vj whether band or class, let's keep in contact. promise! u can promise on my tagboard!

ps: please tag and dun make this look so awkward! hahahaha

teachers

2006-01-05T06:09:00.000-08:00

ok.. so sch's restarted! haha but so wad? i still feel super slack!anw 01's up and running and its lookin quite normal.. not the big bang sort of thing i expected.. ahaha but still mass dances rock!! well... lookin at the year1s and their apprehensiveness.. i'm so reminded of 12 mths ago! tryin not to malu, but oso tryin not to look so chao enthu, i dunno how the hell i even managed to survive learning the mass dances! haha! oh yar, i was tryin to look out for pple hu dance till split pants.. i rmb last year i spotted 4.. haha! this year so far dun have leh.. either they cant stretch their legs OR their pants are too loose and they wear it at the hips. oh well! there seems to be alot of interesting events coming up. like bowling and dota comp! hahaha i'm interested in both! interested parties please tag too k! let's have fun together!
oh and after meeing our to-be tutors there past few days, i've noted several characteristics
Mr Ng : he seems to have mellowed and does not seem to be as menacing as he was in my card. it could have been oversensitiveness on my part tho! He even let us watch video today! wooot! i am startin to love gp
Rating : 4/5
Mr Ho : his apparent brilliance in math nvr fails to amaze mE! oh, and he's back to his old jovial self! pretending or not i dun really care, all that matters is he teaches well!
Rating: 4/5
Mr Yeo : well, mr pear-look-alike, so far so gd! he looks to be a safe bet for mr cute teacher of the year! =) hmmm, i'd not wan to experience his cockroach killing prowess though.. too freakin destructive!
Rating: 4/5
Mr Ueng: well! he is apparently super slack! and he's stone like hell too! hahaha and i tot mr low last year was a total stoner.. this guy speaks slow, walks slow, teaches slow. oh well.. he's wad we all call a chill dood ba! ah well.. my fellow kind of specis.. SLACK!!!!
Rating: 3/5
Mr Beetsma: he's a super brilliant teacher and i love this guy! totalli changed my impression of foreign teachers.. the last time i had one, all he did was slang his sarcasm at me each time.. and each time, i swore back in my cmi hokkien and one time.. my fren sabo-ed me and well.. let's jus say i was introduced to his cockroach killing prowess! OUCH
Rating: 4.5/5
hmmm alvin chasing me to dota! i shall go play play.. haha see yar for now! =)

Happy New year dudes

2005-12-31T08:01:00.000-08:00

Well! i'm back. hmmm had a really quiet welcome to the new year. haa was at my aunt's place and mum wanted to come back early so yar i got back at 11.58 and guess wad! i welcomed the new year opening a packet of cookies.. omg! how loser it is. ok i shall try to infer something from this. perhaps den, it symbolises me becoming more open in the new year. or perhaps! it signifies non-stop munching and balooning. puttin me into PRIME shape for ns.. prime or primal like king kong? both ways i am screwed! or it represents me opening a new year of sweet delight? haa! delirium....
anw i want to continue thanking people den! first up wld be tracy. well, thanks for sharing all ur homework with me! and also the information about sch the nxt day and all! =) that wld continue this year, wouldn't it? haa i wan to thank my ahband friends too. hongwei, huaibin, henry. u've been the best bros anyone would want to have! of course, jingyi baoying for their cactus, junjie, andrew, steffi, jh, socks... Hmm, the world's such a beautiful place bursting with so many beautiful souls! the vjcsb pple, lz chris nat jessie jien andrew gy ch.. too many of u. =) my class-cum-band and my best ever hongkie fren, waiyip! bj, daniel, js! u noe what. i think i'll write thank you cards at the end of the year. this is killing me.. haha!! i dun wan to offend anibodi but i dun think i'll be able to write everybody's name. jj, sm, ter, jas. agrh i told u! anw, the previous post, the gaming grp, they've been much more den that too! ok.. i'm tryin too hard to be a please-everibody guy.. that's all! tag me to have ur comment den! =)
i am feeling tired. that's why i rushed all those. shall catch some sleep. ahh.. more tan yew wee this year.. tok abt unluck.

goin off soon

2005-12-31T02:16:00.000-08:00

hmmm so this is the last day of 2005. wad a mindblowing year it has been! well alot of things happened this year, so much so that i cannot remember most of them. haa! wad a loser. anw.. i DO remember the warm smile that envelopes me when i patronise the dim sum tidbits or rather, as some uneducated pple spell it, 'titbits' store. ahh.. wad a benevolent auntie.. her radiant smile, her eyes twinkling with gratitude and well, some bogehs in her mouth here and there.. hahaha! yep, this is the dim sum auntie in my college VJ!
VJ has been a wondeful institute and i really really do not regret coming here cause this place opened me up. being arnd with more intellectual, ok i take that back, being arnd with more muggish people, it shows u the driive of people to succceed and it rubs off sometimes! haa! i came here with dubious info that there are lots of backstabbers here hu pretend to be ur good fren before shunning you and refusing to divulge tips or help u with ur work jus so they can get ahead of u academically! and u noe wad.. its true.. tmd! jus look at pple like glen daniel tim alvin and okok, my dota gang! they still backstab me all the time in the wonderful world of defending the ancients! thanks u guys! u've been the greatest gaming partners ever!
well, my mum's chasing me like crap.. ahh. i shall perhaps continue thankin some other pple in my nxt post k! meanwhie, have a wonderful time counting down the seconds to the new year, one that promises hope, new friends, excitement, better family ties and of course, faith. Have faith in everything. =)

RECAP

2005-12-28T23:14:00.000-08:00

k.. finally, after an uber long absence, i am back.. with a vengeance! well apparently, my whole class received cards from my ct.. i did too.. jus that... mine was freakin negative while theirs were all about enjoy ur holidays! nvm, i shall buck up in the new year.. apparently, i am supposed to read more books to boost my command of language. actualli i admit i shld. =X
anw.. lots and lots of thjings happened in the holidays! i had chalets, outings, campovers and everiting! rocks. ah well.. too mani thoughts in my head right now so i cannot realli pia dem all out so i shal first tok abt narnia!
everibodi hu watches narnia will noe the 'uncanny resemblence' ( uh huh! i tried to use a chim word ) between narnia and lotr cos the landscape in some parts are so the same and the war actualli has that 'wow' factor because of the goosebumps u get when the music climaxes and the sheer scale of the battle!.! ok anw.. there is this scene where azlan was revived. well! the girls were shocked when the ground split because the round stone table azlan was lying on apparently cracked. 2 secs later, they turned arnd and tada! azlan's gone? den again.. 2 secs later, bright light shines in and the MAJESTIC shadow of azlan emerges frm behind the steps. hmm.. does that mean azlan broke the chains and immediately scrambled to behind the steps for a grand entrance?! no insult to him, i think he's the coolest lion i've ever seen but omg! it jus makes the movie seem faker. but then again! the movie's super nice! i think it's nicer than King Kong. Of course King Kong's more horny than azlan.. but still.. Narnia rocks!
On a more solemm note.. is it true cliques cannot exist as one? is it true one cannot join more than one clique and hope to have good frens? hmmm dunno lar.. cos if that's true.. than wad's the point of making NEW friends? if it means joining another clique and u'll lose ur previous frens or smth.. den it doesn't make ani sense does it? oh well! this world.. agrh! so confusing... In case u're wondering if i'm sad tho, i'm not k! hahaha i feel contented with my lot. currently.
Nssn.. hmm it was a realli special night for me because it was... special. It's like the whole holidays had been chiongin for this mega event or smth and so it was, that big night. effort paid off, music was good, audience was smiling, laoshi was weeping ( out of pride i hope ), flowers received, new frens made, it was jus fantabulous! sadly tho, it is my batch's last too. oh man. so here special thanks to all who were there in the making of that veri special night. oh that night too, i made up with a special fren! =)
Then christmas came and went, as quickly as the turkey from the plate into my stomach.. Ahh.. the succulent flesh.. haha but seriously, turkey is stiff like hell! the onli thing i like abt it is the sauce! heh xmas was quite fun too cos i met up with ahband peeps and oso with all my relatives. yep, the joy of christmas.. heh! to me lar, i feel that nowadays, all those weekly trips to my grandma's hse are gone because of the speed in which my life is zooming past.. its the hectic and pulsating rate in which we try to fully utilise time. well, all the simple things are jus squeezed out of it and i can list out 1 by 1. firstly, i rarely say goodnight to my parents now because the time they sleep is the time i usually am killin freakin creeps online with frens. secondly, i even forget abt the birthdays of my friends because i am too busy thinking about new strategies in dota i can use to own others. thirdly, i forget to treasure my siblings because i am busy catching up with and making new frens. AHH! so that's why i like christmas. that's why i love holidays. bcause its when i am forced to meet up with my ah ma, aunties uncles and jus have a brief overview on how the world has developed and all.
hmmm in between dota and outings and band, i actuall iwent to 3 chalets in the holidays! namely my ct, band and ex-band! hahaha i love chalets too! omg.. i love the midnight breeze and the thrill of knowing that my friends are there takin everi minute of it with me! woo! oh and not to mention all the nitty gritty encounters with the supernatural and of course.. i always see cars bouncing up and down at night.. ahh. those couples.. tsk! chalets are oso the time where u get to see ur other sch or band mates in outing clothes instead of the same old uniforms and hey, it realli does give u a different perception of the other party!
ok.. i realised this is not a funny entry cos its more of a recap.. oh well! i shall stop here and continue tml! for now, have a ffffffffffffffun holiday ahead before the gates to academic hell open once again in the month of January.

damm chelsea

2005-11-05T05:33:00.000-08:00

soo.. i am back again. wow! haa! anyway, today has been a super slack day for me. nvr stepped out of the hse at all.. oh mum made cheesecake today.. wow.. damm nice man! the cheese melts when it touches ur lips.. the base releases a veri veri yummy taste in the mouth and the feelin is oh-so-good. haha! realli damm nice.. i shall learn how to make man. nxt time.. shop name : junlong's delight! wa i shall make all my fav food.. since my bloody 16th pf says i shld be a restaurant manager.. yea! i shall be one of the most successful one in the whole world!
pw is stressing man.. mr ng said on my first oral presentation dat i shld integrate dead-pan humour into my presenting. well i did that! jus to have my whoel grp laughing at me! come on lor it is creative! i shall let u all in on what i said. 'contrary to eating chili, the room was also veri chilly.... as in... COLD' they started laughin and i also started laughin.. how screwed! oh well!
hmm.. yest was my ah ma's birthday celebration... hahaha its amazing how mani pple is related to me.. alot of new members as well.. i am even an uncle now.. how cool is that! now nobodi can refer me to childish! oooo and nxt sat is my cousin's wedding.. song.. MORE HONGBAOS! oh yes, speakin of hongbaos.. my ahma gave everibodi hongbao yest!! u noe what.. i told my pw grp that inside got 28 dollars.. becos my mum said it WILL be 28dolaars.. wth! scarly today i go see.. 2 dollars. sian!!! from my fish and co meal become some chupa chups.. bui ta han lar! oh well. no wonder actualli.. my ah ma gave everibodi tere hongbaos so couldn't have expected much =X oh, and its great to actualli see her still lookin so healthy and radiant! hahaha i bet the arrival of her favourite grandson lit up her day!
hmmm, i am feelin so sian now everiday.. nothing to do.. shall remember to go out more.. oh yar, goin night safari with my ex-bandmates! wooooooooot! i shall once again step into that place where i remember the first time i went, an anteater actualli stopped our tram by parking himself in front.. hahaha the nxt thing it did was to lumber slowly up to MY cart and stick its nose on my leg and start sniffing my leg hair! bloody hell.. no wonder beckham's considering shaving his leg hair. i remember i was freaked out man! imagine this strange creature jus suddenly take out its flexible pole to sniff ur leg! omg i had a fear that he would jus wrap his trunks arnd my leg and pull me off the tram for feeding lar! oh yar.. speakin abt anteater, it reminded me of the anteatere episode of happy tree friends! how sadistic!
hmmm tmr there's a big match goin on.. man utd against chelsea. please let man u win man.. i hate chelsea.. esp the man with the bulldog face. that bloody balanar! so hao lian everitime can... see also sian ji bua.. score onli will have that kp face and his cheeks will puff out like a pufferfish.. ugly.. and unedible! yucks yucks yucks! oh yes, in case u still dunno his name. he is called Didier Drogba. initials being DD for D-Day and oh yes, its so goin to be Didier Drogba for chelsea.. damm.. the rich ass club!
ah well.. i shall stop here.. feel like mapling. or jus playing games instead of jus typing to a screen.. tata!

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2005-11-01T04:36:00.000-08:00

jus here to pour out my fustrations.. i am damm damm pissed not at others but myself. hai i told them i couldn't do it. but they jus pressure me to. so i did, den i do wrongly. its my fault now. yea. its my bloody fault. i will fix it. jus stop complaining. i WILL make sure the problem is solved.
hmmm long time no blog. its rather stupid cos i was caught up in games. the past few weeks have been damm slack and cool but the recent blunder on my part sort of makes me damm sian. on to happier stuff. i am startin to like gunbound again. although it is gay and... gay. Armor, nak, mage. u name it, i've got it! mwahahaha den there's maplestory. which i told hongwei i will nvr play. but in the end still play.. hahaa! lvl 36 now. oh and hu can forget dota. wa! so many games.. mus catch up with person-to-person activities le.. no more staring at computer screens for 14 hours a day.
jus did some pw today.. op is half way done. we will have to chiong thru tonight. stress! oh and me and glen ate at macs jus now. toked some cock abt boys in class. mwahahahahaha how bitchy and cool is that! come to think of it.. why were we tokin abt boys rather den girls... dun tell me.... noooo i wan to be normal! mwahaha! or maybe its jus the girls in class. mediocre perhaps? maybe.. or is it should be... hmmm haha! i'm jus kidding. the girls in class are great! peace.
I watched the first 4 episodes of full house yest. hai.. dun think can finish by friday.. today got pw. damm! its erm.. quite nice. song hui qiao is chio chio chio. although she looks plump compared to de other girl. i mean seriously! that girl has long sleeeeek babylicious legs. compared to her, song hui qiao has short stumpy ones.. ok. but she's cute i mus admit. oh yea.. now i am goin to start sounding repetitive. stairway to heaven is really nice. serious! told waiyip this. the diff between korean shows and singapore shows is like.. the dialogue. both sides have chio bus.. koreans have song hui qiao while singaporeans have ou xuan. koreans have chenjun i think he's called sangwoo, we have our own ah nan. hu said only sangwoo can grow a goatee. ah nan has goatie plus a beardie ah! the dialogue den.. singaporeans have useless pick-up lines like 'how's the char kway teow?' or 'wan some coffee?'. koreans dun even have pick-up lines. they jus run up with teary eyes and their eyes speak. that's true dialogue for u man! singaporeans often ruin their shows by tryin to portray romantic stuff by showin movement under blanket and cheeky chuckles from under it. koreans build the atmosphere with stuff like the girl playing with the guy till he flies over the bed (this is from sth ) korean child actors and actresses are amazingly sweet and have good acting skills. singaporeans? we have 3 mr i-am-not-stupids and some other same carelehfairs.. ok megan is good but jus look at the koreans, they make putting on necklaces for each other look like engagement. they are that gd. oh and one more thing, singaporean shows seem to play music that dun realli suit the ocassion. like when someone's dyin, the music is romantic genre? its weird. koreans however. are gd at insertin music. percfect crescendo!!! gd climax.. but they hold onto the climax for too long sometimes. SAD... hahaha i shld grow up to be a TODAY movie critic. but that shall never happen cos i wan to be a tour guide! ok den.. i shall go do pw.

2005-09-15T09:10:00.000-07:00

erm, my firefox jus crashed and burned out all that i jus wrote! sian ji bua sia!
ok. Noticed something. I myself have this habit of suddenly saying 'sian'. and i relised something. When u say sian, altho the person u are tokin to will most probably nod and agree and probably' ya lor', that one vile word of yours actualli starts to mutilate and work its magic. Serious! i realised that when someone says sian to me, i will agree and shrug 'oh well'. But after a while, the conversation does start to turn downihlll and u oso feel a sense of SIANNESS. dunno why oso and it all arises cos that person probably has nothing to say or is too lazy to think of a topic to talk abt. Think abt it carefully, it does happen right? everibodi carelessly blurts out the sian word and soon, the whole area will be sianified. This i call, the sian theory. On the other hand, when u say u're happy, the person will think u are siao! where got people say ownself happy suddenly one... budden, u realise that that person's 'silly' remark actualli has that uplifting effect on you. even the most stupid thing like 'tau suan' or the trademark 'firm!' can loosen up the most tense situation. ahaha veri soon u will be like two perverts firming each other but hey, at least u are happier now!

i officially declare the top part of my entry CRAP.. i dun even noe what am i talkin.. oh well.. life has been kinda sian.. ( do u feeeeeeel the same suddenly? ) why leh? i oso dunno.. SIAN hmmm realised class is realli muggish. its like omg.. sian lar! see alreadi oso feel compelled to study cos i have that unique characteristic that the majority of us have. kia-ness.. kia-su and kia-si! i admit i myself veri kiasi.. i dun wan myself to fail the exams and that's is probably why i TRY to mug. Kia-su is abt the same. i dun wan to lose everibodi in my class when results are out. and den there is the other kia that i luckily dun have. kia-bor. YES, this applies to mr HONG.. ahaha! ranting and raving and swearing like a madman in games, he seems amazingly tame and gentle when he's with someone. Poking here Poking dere, bending over and bending under, head placed far and head placed near somewhere, i wonder what are u doin... ahahaha!! siao lar! show her who's the boss man!
there's this man hu regularly takes 55 at 5plus like that. saw him a couple of times le.. hmm firstly, he likes to cock and jus jibber his head front and back front and back while listeing to his mp3.. hmm one thing, he jibbers VIOLENTLY ( even more so den some other race ) he is a chinese btw., oh and that's not racist so i hope not to see ani police when i wake up tml. well.. u maybe thinkin.. 'he's listening to heavy metal or rock?' Nope! he's listening to those type of can hear water droplets, summer sonanta kinda feeling.. real soothing and there's no lyrics. hmm i noe cos he ons his mp3 till max volumme..well.. that's still ok, infact its normal. then there are the times he, all of a sudden, starts to shout 'DIE... *mumble mumble* DIE!'. That is scary. serious. it scared the heck out of me the first time.. and i was sitting beside him. tok abt sui.. that's not the end, in fact he even started to bang his head on the vertical metal bar where the 'stop bus' buttons are situated.. and when i say bang, i mean BANG. hmm something mus have reall shocked him that much.. i jus hope he'll recover one day and he made me realise how truly lucky we realli are. its not so much the 'we can play, ucannot play normally' 'we are smart, u are not' factors.. its the acceptance of society part. seriously, who will actualli go and counsel him or tok to him? and in that particular bus journey, it was veri obvious the commuters shunned the seat where he was sitted. its like there was a repelling effect and that realli sucks. when someone is ill, shldn't he be helped? even tho i was sitting beside him, that few times i was petrified because i was scared he will start saying 'DIE' in my face. imagine the saliva. but.. i've made up my mind..... to never take 55 again!! ahahahaha gotcha.. Actualli, i realli feel sorry for him.. but i guess there's nothing normal citizens like me can do to help except behavin normally instead of the avoiding. SIAN...
hmm its almost 1 alreadi.. shall go catch some sleep. gd night blog!

2005-08-31T09:04:00.000-07:00

hmmm.. sien. made the wrong choice.

2005-08-25T07:16:00.000-07:00

erm... i mus quickly blog this now.. while me wy daniel and bj were walkin home jus now! it was all normal and calm.. that was until there was an earth-shattering shriek followed by the gay and machinegunlike gay laughter of baojie... den he whispered something in my ear and i was like... WOW cooool fissure! it mus ha ve been longer and deeper den san andreas fault or something! hahahaha there was this pair of lesbos plus a trendy looking man.. guess hu's the main character? de man! he looked fashionable alright. cool rebonded deeep black hair, nice short body hugging black t-shirt, coool low revealing hipsters... oh wait a min, revealing?! yea!!! hahaha when he walked, it was like a whole chunk of flesh peekin out of that mysterious darkness to say hi! as he walked it seemed the chunk of flesh grew in size, as u guessed it, his pants were falling lower and lower. the word is DROOPING. realli! i bet if i pull the whole hipsters will come crumbling to the grnd lar! talk abt sexy. well the thing is.. the squeezed compressed flesh was totalli white like toufu! so it was like totalli contaasting with his shirt, his hair his shoes and the colour of the sky.. my goodness... we laughed so hard dat i could have sworn that had i laughed a few more times, my mos chicken would have came flyin out from my aesophagus! u may think i am making it sound so kua zhang but i tell u reall ilor! the fissure as i like to call it, is so bloody damm freakin fobvious! the chicken could have laid an egg inside. tok abt scrambled eggs. well, think i sound quite sick but well.. i bet u wld have been like that too if u see what i saw!
phew.. exhuasting entry cos i had to think of perfect details which would fit seamlessly into this entry and leave no FISSURE. oh well! time to go. Ciao!

2005-08-21T07:18:00.000-07:00

hey hey hey.. my little rottin' blog.. i am back! life seems to be getting better. firstly and most importantly, my dad's out of hospital! it has been for almost 2 weeks and have to say its great havin him back and my whole family treasures him a whole lot more now.. so much so he says we will overfeed him! after discharge, he lost abt 10 kilos! can u imagine it! hahaha now he says we are jealous of his svelte figure and tryin to fatten him up again!
nxt, prelims are coming up.. the usual ' time to chiong, mugging time' nicks are springing up all the time again.. firritating!! its ok, i hope it has that 'shit, i mus catch up' inductive effect on me. it hasn't realli rubbed off on me yet but.. yea.. i can feel it.. mwahahaha
glen's birthday jus passed recently! happi birthday dude! arsenal goin to get owned real bad tonight... drogba's goin to gnaw cesc fabregas and bulldoze jens lehmann.. now i see the daniel happi grin.. but wait a min, why do i sense a hot-tempered, mild, boring draw.. if that happens.. mwahahaha man u will be leading by two points and its GG to the team hu got thier ARSE kicked and the team who got distracted by that lady called CHELSEA.. oh well!
oh yar.. i've caught somthing recently.. its the DOTA craze! well, its devilishly fun when u see the +100gold message.. and oso! the satisfaction u get when opponents go ' wtf.. he's too damm pro!' oh yea.. boost my ego.
oh and the vs goin co-ed thing.. i personally feel that vs shld preserve their status as an all boys sch.. its that reputation that makes vs victoria-nish? i dunno.. and suddenly, u see bois hu wear their vs badges on the edge of their sleeves which looks totalli out of place.. i mean, if u wan to show that u're proud of it, shldn't u stick it somewhere u are proud of!!! of course i dun mean THAT place.. maybe somewhere near ur CHEST? or collar lar... and their online nicks are suddenly so TAME, 'sons of victoria'... why not 'we'll fight for our victorian rights!! u bloody ang pow chew!' that's more vs.. right? actualli i dunno.. but i guess the vs guys realli feel proud of vs and i salute them for that! please dun let vs become co-ed.. it means schs like ah will have lesser pretty girls.. which is unconsiderable since there is alreadi close to none there.. there are a few exceptions tho.. hahaha! jus kidding.
hmmm.. on a more sombre note, i find that i actualli treasure the people arnd me so much more now ever since that incident.. to the point where i actualli spot flaws that i wld have never expected. it is ironic, tryin to treasure people but in the end while tryin to discover more and more of their flaws. some may argue that its better so u actualli got to noe them better but, its jus better sometimes to not find out certain flaws.. oh well! life goes on and i am still goin to live it to the fullest. thanks to my lots of frens. tho i will not list out the whole chunk, these are a few hu realli showed themselves as realli trusty and wonderful frens. LAM WAI YIP, LIN ZHENG, GLEN TAN, TRACY SEOW, JESSIE YEE, BENJAMIN YAP, CLARENCE HONG, GUANYEE, TERENCE LIN, CHRIS, MERVYN, ALVIN, DANIEL TAN, JIEN, JOSEPH CHUA and alot more . sry if u're left out., it doesn't mean i forgot abt u, it jus means i well.. am lazy cos i am goin to paly dota!! it doesn't mean u rank lower den the above pple of course.. =) well..... meanwhile, its time to play some games! gd night!

2005-07-23T05:53:00.000-07:00

i feel as useless as a snail right now. jus creeping slowly alon the road, hopin to see the sun. but, i jus noe i am goin to get squashed by some car, or even a bird. my dad's in the hospital yet all i cld do dere was to fake smiling and jus turnin back my head to cry? come on loser.. it pained me like crazy to see those foreign objects in my father.. the needles, the drip bag, another bag which contained blood.. why the hell does this shit happen man. seriously. worse of all, next, dad grabs me aside and tries to crack jokes to lighten the mood but all he does is make me feel worse. i saw his wounds, he told me the nurse poke wrongly.. the other hand, also the same reason. what BLOODY loser hospital has novice nurses goin arnd insertin needles into wrong veins! relatives came thronging in.. grps by grps.. all the while i forced myself to look strong and alright. but as time passed it jus got worse and worse.. argh.. the more i stood there, the more i realised how painful my dad must have been feeling.. the needles, even sitting up had him breathless and in pain.. i realli wan to curse and swear and blame the bloody world but would it change a thing? no! what can i do now? sit, stare, wait, pray.. come on man.. i feel like a bloody pathetic worm.. is this all i can do for someone who has slogged his guts out to provide and care for me?!! its so freakin unfair.. my mum.. i noe she is super super sad now.. she wept thinkin nobodi cld see her but i cld.. in front of me and my siblings, she puts up such a strong front, den behind us, she cries. why am i such a useless son man.. whatever the case, i pray my dad recovers asap. please give me energy to tide over this period of time.

I'd give anything for my dad to recover now so God, if u're anywhere out there, please bless or cure my dad. he means absolutely everithing to me together with my family. please please please...

Love you, dad.

happi birthday to jien!

2005-07-20T07:37:00.000-07:00

Right, Happi birthday jien!! hahaha

hmm today was a mixed day for me. quite a lot of crap and hmmm went throught a wealth of emotions!! ahahahahaha its ok.. everiting turned out fine again so i am grateful! well waiyip and benjamin are ''leaving... on a jetplane! dunno when they'll be back again..'' Rather nice song.. hmm but yea.. sort of feel something missin without the two of them esp waiyip because he goes where i go or rather, i go where he goes! hahahaha!! den the bao.. no more soap and shampoo for me this friday!! so sian.... lemme see, i was oso being a stupid petty boi today! but its ok, i cleared things up alreadi.. den i went to bugis with guanyee and mervyn.. yep, had an in-depth analysis on the EVENT that's comin up.. oooo i am sooo lookin forward to it! and people in vj! band will be settin up a booth during cultural fiesta, we will be doin temporary tatoos so please do come down to have urself lookin hip, hop, and well, artistic! prices will be reasonable, assured!

was takin to tracy, looks like there is a mountain of homework waiting for me.. shall take things one at a time.. chiiiiiiiiiiiiiill dude.. ok swear to finish econs drq by today.. but that's because it must be handed in or i wouldn't even give a shit! hahahaha.. oh and i jus finished typin my pw survey tho i still dunno how to insert the boxes so do-ers of the survey can tick! alright, kick-ass time, off to do my DRQ!

well and truly ok!

2005-07-14T06:56:00.000-07:00

haha bet i'll be goin back to sch tml alreadi since i can stand up and walk alreadi! big progress frm yest's 39.3degress fever! yay.. learnt that my physics got a c.. hmm not bad not bad.. haha! considering my o's onli managed a b3.. its a miracle alreadi. well papa jus came back from the country where hkwaiyip came from.. went there on an overseas trip. he din buy back aniting much except a shirt for me and two eggs where u slam on the floor and they look like they realli splatter but u realise that they will jus gel back together each time.. horrendous! hahaha erm.. today was so boring.. tomorrow got pe! we'll be playin netball man.. oh but there are so much homework to be done tooo so i will have to resort to copyin again i guess.. hmm, have a feelin i spread the virus to hkwaiyip! ahaha! oh he'll feel the agony and suffer! wahahaha erm ok, that sounds super childish and disgusting, right... waiyip hope u are not that sway! if u are, den sway with music! oooops! haha these few days.. i realiesd the two people hu haf been askin me whether i have been fine are always the same two.. firstly, of course that guy from hongkong, and secondly its my section mate! ahaha linzheng of course.. yep so thanks u two! gd frens indeeed! to teh rest hu have asked me to get well soon too like tracy lynne fujing jessie bao and alot of pple hu i DID NOT forget i repeat, DID NOT forget, jus can't remember at this critical moment.. thanks too! =) hahaha hmm wan to check whether u have the makings of a kiasuman? here's an a-z kiasu philosophy checklist! hahaha

Always must win	Never mind what they think
Borrow but never return	Outdo everyone you know
Cheap is good	Pay only when necessary
Don't trust anyone	Quit while you are ahead
Everything also must grab!	Rushing and pushing wins the race
Free! Free! Free!	Sample are always welcome
Grab first talk later	Take but don't give
Help yourself to everything	Unless it's free forget it
I first, I want, I everything	Vow to be number one
Jump queue	Winner takes it ALL! ALL! ALL!
Keep coming back for more	Yell if necessary to get what you want
Look for discount	Zebras are kiasu because they want to
Must not lose face	be both black and white at the same time

sick

2005-07-12T05:15:00.000-07:00

ok feeling horrid now.. dyin.. din go to sch today.. lemme see, i went home yest in high spirits.. haha cos of the cake, the presents and all the well-wishings!! who noes.. it was all goin to take a dive for the worse.. at abt 12.35, woke up.. stomach was aching like hell.. felt super irritated so i jus sat up and started rockin to and fro cos it seemed to quelll the pain inside.. sat there rockin to and fro for abt 3 hours.. think i realli looked like some ghost cos my brother got a shock when he woke up to relieve himself.. it was realli horrible man.. after that.. went to toilet for 17+ times in 2 hours.. ahH! so sian lor. in the end mum woke up and saw me writhing in pain.. haha! so she asked me rest today dun go sch.. yep. dat was basically wad happened.. then in the morning she brought me to the doctors. turns out that i am having some virus and like stomach flu like that.. horrendous man.. oh well.. tht's basically what i did the whole day.. oh and add in alot of sleeping oso.. and so far.. i have onli eaten watermelon for the whole day.. tok abt no appetite! hahaha ok.. the pain is coming back again.. shall go rest for a while le..

birthday!

2005-07-11T07:46:00.000-07:00

hiiii its my birthday today! first of all thank you everibodi and i realli mean everibodi!! regardless of whether u gave me a wink, a smile, a realli sweet greeting, a simple one, a beautiful card, a wonderful present, a shy red ball.. ahaha!! thank you soo much! yep.. today's a happpy day... smthj was missing today tho.. oh well! ahaha my entries are getting shorter.. but that's cos i am happI!! haha shall write a much longer one nxt time!

A short entry

2005-07-09T09:53:00.000-07:00

ok i promise this will be a short entry.. the day started off realli brightly and i realli felt quite happi during section outing and tae club meeting but now, things jus took a turn for the worse. feel like shit now.
first, mr ng sent us an email and said he is extremely dissatisfied with our gpp. that realli sucked.. the extremely part..
erm the rest i can't realli say. hmmm oh well.. guess sometimes things jus ain't fair to some people..

2005-07-03T21:39:00.000-07:00

harlow harlow.. hmm been a long time since i typed in here.. basically i am super bored and hey mid years are over!! to tell u the truth, the whole exam period was bloody idiotic cos i eat sit study sleep.. no life and worse thing.. growing wider and wider!! ahHHH!!! this is not veri gd... anw.. listening to du de wei's jia gei wo.. veri nice! haha go download and listen..
anw went to ahs sports day on friday.. sad to see how ah has deterioated.. haha nowadays.. even their sports day is commentated by a gay! the guy was goin ' oh and here comes the basketballers speeding like superman!!!' and ' MAN, nobodi can stop him!! ' u noe.. i guess it sounds alright when u read it but when u're experiencing it, its uh.. an experience u wan to forget in a hurry! haha the worst thing is that his voice is shrieky and gay and shrilly and gay. oh well.. we have to accept them i guess...

oh yes.. regardin singhs... i have been wondering cos i saw a couple a few days ago. what if they go swimming? do they hve to wear turbans in too? welll.. the ans is yes.. haha i went to jurong east swimming complex a few days back.. and i saw this realli happi and blissful looking family entering the complex.. well, as i continued swimming, rapid successions of splashes sounded arnd me... ahaha! it turned out the whole family jus jumped in with their clothes and turbans and all.. at that time, i realli run as fast i mean swim towards the end of the pool. because u can see lor.. the moment they jump in, there's this sudden whooooooooosh and the scent jus pierces ur sense. haha! den u see the water they are wading in oso change colour a bit.. ahh!!! lucky the security guard came to chase them away ask them go and change into proper attire. hahaha

oh the recent big event is the olympics commitee meeting.. 140+ one is it? not sure oso.. countries running are madrid new york paris london and moscow.. hmm i kinda hope london wins.. cos i like england. moscow can jus go eat a beef burger and mosburgers.. u get it? mos+cow! ooops not funny.. MADrid is MAD.. new york can concentrate on enlarging their big apple while paris is hardly a place for athletes.. guess the impression i have of paris is the tongue exercising part. ooooops oh well jus being frank. so london mus win!! go beckham!

and the big hoo hah revolving arnd sarong party girl.. well have to say she is a rather gd blogger cos i went to look at her blog.. curiosity kills the cat they say.. but it killed the crab out of me.. kinda interesting to see the media portray her as a whore and a disgrace to Singapore becus she posed nude.. however, to read HER side of the story, it changed my mindset cos its true, why shld the nosey parkers care? its her blog, her life. its up to her to decide what to do with it. if she wants to post ARTISTIC photos of herself den so be it.. btw, in case u were wondering.. nope i din see the pics but hey stumbled upon it in some other DECENT forums the nxt day and it doesn't realli make a difference. haha aiyar.. we jus have to be open abt it! and don't get the wrong impression of me ok.. i am super sure most if not all wld have stumbled upon this type of things when surfin the net.. its not like i go look for it what..

hmmmm quite ironic when u say u are sian during holidays and oso during sch days.. haha that's right. econs says it all! human wants are unlimited. oh well! i am soooooo sian!! lucky later goin to meet my juniors to hang out and chill.. yest, abt the cancer charity show.. have to say it was quite boring cos alot of old singers belting out their yesteryear songs.. however, it as the first time a hokkien singer sang hokkien song on tv! ahaha yi zhi xiao yu san.. my father was singing along with it and its been such an awfully long time since i last saw him singing along so happily to a song.. haha realli tickled the rest of us when he tried to reach those high notes!! ahaha oh i feel so lucky..

Why is it that Adam and Eve could not have been Chinese?
Because if Satan took the form of a snake and tempted them to eat the forbidden fruit, Eve would have said, "Quick, Adam! Catch the snake also! Snake also can eat, mah!"

Why is it that Adam and Eve could not have been Malay?
Because if Satan took the form of a snake and tempted them to eat the forbidden fruit, both Adam and Eve would have said to him, "Relac lah! Tomorrow also can eat!"

Why is that Adam and Eve could not have been Indian?
Because they would have conned the snake into eating the apple.

hahaha that's racist but realli.. its funny!! ahaha here's another one. please have an open mind when u read the below cos its solely for entertainment purposes!

One day, 4 babies were born at K.K. Hospital: a German, a Jewish, a Filipino and a Singaporean.

However, someone mixed up the babies by mistake, and the nurses couldn't differentiate between them.

However, the head sister had a bright idea. She lined the babies up in front of her and exclaimed, "Heil Hitler!"

At hearing this, the German baby raised his arm in a salute, while the Jewish baby soiled his diapers. In the meantime, the Singaporean baby turned to the Filipino baby and said, "Clean that up!"

ahh... almost time to leave.. ok see you sooN!

2005-06-21T07:17:00.000-07:00

aHH!!!! i cannot stand it.. promised not to tok abt exams but... bo bian.. i am feeling like crap now.. the studyin accumulated this week and a half have surpassed what i studied in whole of sec sch!! what is this? and my head can remember only a few things.. ok here are some random thoughts now.. econs.. hmm mcq i do 30 i get 2 and a half correct.. y? the half is i write what looks correct and get wrong. but i noe its wrong cos i had a gut feelin the correct anwer was correct. get it? no? its ok.. i dun get wad am i tokin sometimes too.. maths... i remember got oval graph and it can become a circle if something happens.. grr.. physics.. i noe there's inelastic collisions and perfectly ellastic ones! why does it sound like econs? this is freakin confusing and gay! and chem.. shit.. i can't even think of aniting. woooooot!
ok. i am fustrated. very fustrated. feeling like a stupid bird who is stuck in a super big cage in a dark stupid house whose owner loves poking me with a stick. i have an escape route in mind if i can squeeze out of the cage. but the big problem is.. why can't i?? i dun noe.. maybe those sunflower seeds are too rich in cholestrol which in turn is making me super fat!
the above is a super no link bi(3) li(4) so forget that..
yest i went to changi airport to guess what? study! freakin exciting u bet! indeeeed.. i felt more thrill lookin at ang mohs den touching my notes. luckily there were jessie and guanyee there so it wasn't that boring! ohoh! here's something for guanyee if u happen to read this. shOO!!!! i sHan tok to u animore guanyee!!
ok totally random! let me name u names that come to mind now... oh sobriquet jus signed in! .hkwaiyip. jus showed me a super gay firm picture.. guanyee doesn't like how i dress! linzheng is pro at badminton! edmund's hair is like bird nest.. ugly but nutritious. clarence likes quet. glen loves arsenal.. j foo is a sailing dude.. zhiyuan's zen micro is coool. timothy's physics is pro. amanda debbie and just are always linked together when i think of one of them. lynne fujing and peiwen make up the other trios. danny can spend 30 mins on one page of his chem notes. jessie loves nuts. jiejun always looks sian. jien can't stand econs. alvin loves helping her. nathaniel is pro. benjamin has poky hair. stephenie is a dancing queen. mervyn hates tuba. chris has nice hair. fangxian's tuition centre loves her. jerome gave justina a standing ovation during investiture. daniao is tall. alvin loves dota. tim loves it more. mark is a mugger. leslie balances well. jaslyn and terence are lovebirds. shaun loves patrick. chenghuat wants to eat a buffet. there are two andrews in band. lester is quiet. peiying loves paying. shujing plays the trombone. marcus is gd at acting. ok mind blank... stone stone stone stone stone stone.
if u can jus make up roughly half of what i mentioned above, wow, same wavelength.. ok. this entry is my most zaniest and idiotic entries yet and i hope it does not stop. gdbye for now!~

MY ahma

2005-06-14T08:28:00.000-07:00

hey hey... gt a new hp! haha its a k750 my dear dad bought it for me! yay i love my dad! tell u smth, my sis jus told me my dad told her its actualli not my b'dae pressie but a present to reward me for doing well in olevels.. wa! i am sooo happi but never mind i shall treat it as a birthday present and well... i still love my dad...

thinking back.. i remember the time i used to stay in tampines.. my ah ma jus lived down the corridor so i happily went to her hse everiday to keep her company.. ahh ho times have chaged.. the last time i saw her, she seemed so much older, the white hair, the wrinkles and even her vein-y palms.. will try my best to keep her company in the future man. ok back to last time, my cousin Donald used to stay with my ah ma with my uncle and auntie and me him and my bro were like glue last time! haha i remember the time man.. a bouncy red sweatin peach chasing another overly tanned banana hu in turned chased a brown overripe mango.. all the catching we used to play! i was well... the peach.. hahaha! quite obvous ar! den i remember zhong qiu jie last time.. dearest ah ma wld lead the three of us down and we would chiong arnd the whole neighbourhood.. haha with our lousy plain butterflies lanterns.. but it was oh so fun.. frm that we upgraded to the cellophane ones... and den came my sis and the electronic ones which would play auld lang syne everitime it goes on.. i remember when we used the cellophane plastic ones.. i used to carry a dragon one and it was super cool cos it was veri MAJESTIC compared to my bro's snake and mr donald's duck! haha we would den play hu cld run to the end of the basketball coiurt first and the person hu reached there first mus not have the lantern blown our first.. in de end, it wasn't donald hu won, it wasn't bro, it wasn't even me. it was slow but steady ah ma who always won.. ya! i'm realli grateful for all the memories my ah ma has given me and i dunno why but i wan to dedicate this to her! =) den after the sweating after the lantern carrying, we would den proceed to the voiddecks to do formations with all the left over canles..
yep i remember there was once.. we did the words 'ah ma' and my ah ma realli wept and we were like wei she me ni ku? but she would jus stroke our heads and say nothing.. i am so damm glad we did that.

and den there was the time she went to korea and she got us the power rangers suit.. hahaha my cousin was the green ranger, my bro was the blue ranger while i was the.... bad guy.. because i couldn't fit into the suit!!! sooooo sad!! it was so fun cos while my bro and cousin will sweat crazily in their costume i will be chionging away easily cos theirs is sooooo stuffy and they look sooooo goofy in it.. ok maybe i am eating sour grapes.. but yea... the memories are oh-so-precious. hahaha and there was the classic movie scene.. i remember i was young and four-third-pai-r-cube and one day i fell sick.. dunno what was with me oso.. in the end my ah ma had to walk all the way to pap and yes... piggyback me back.. not to forget my freakin stone filled bag... my god.. i realli wonder how she managed to do that.. oh man... ahaha hard to believe eh?

oh.. and hu can forget all her cooking antics?! haha i remember she used to cook all the weird stuff.. de pig's blood, the si ka zhua even... erm for those hu dun understand hokkien, its monitor lizard! yep! she caught one and managed to cook it.. ahaha! those were the days man..
ok never mind.. on to today.. today i went to sch to study with jessie and jiejun den ch came after ah and we studied.. wad else? alvin and elinor came and we studied.. after that we went to mos burger and we? correct.. studied... what is this man.. and i onli finished 3 chapters of chem.. anw everibodi is tokin abt studying in their blog that i find it soooo disturbing! haha shan tok abt studying.. NONONO... hahaha ok lar.. quite tired.. shall stop here.. gd night! and one more thing, if u have an ah ma, go up to her and give her a long big hug! =)

chalet

2005-06-07T07:19:00.000-07:00

hey... aha! its night and there's band tml and i haven slept a wink... where got wan dan?! ok at chalet got sleep lar but.. oh well! yest was investiture and chalet. think the investiture went quite smoothly, tho not spectacular.. hmm i was emcee together with jaslyn and was great partnering with her.. weixiang said we were too mushy thO! wth. never mind.. yea the more let-down thing was that alot of pple din go so it was kind of sad cos we had so mani souveneirs left over.
anw, after the investiture i went to have section lunch with hu else... my section. hmm ate bk cos tianying had her coupons and i tasted the star potatoes thing for the first time! its realli amazing how advertisements can enhance a product. u noe.. the sort of image they project! haha the star potatoes drop in slow motion... as they hit the ground, golden brown small crisps fly thru the air, and it looks unbelievably nice, crispy crunchy and yummy yummy! tooooo bad its jus stupid starshaped hashbrowns which are cold, hard, sand-type texture... erm ok not veri nice.. but the star wars tumbler was quite cute! took one home for my sis! ok.... nxt i went home while lz and ty went to wy's hse to chiong mahjong or smth. hmmm, after bathing.. i stepped out of the hse and believe it or not bird shit drop frm the tree outside my hse onto my shoe.. where got sway!! haha okok, that's quite boring..
hmm anw after askin a stranger to check in for us, we proceeded to the chalet and it was on the outside realli facing the sea and anibodi jus zipping by can jus peek in.. nt quite private. oh well! anw, me jessie and gy den went to rent bikes.. we got ours at 5bucks. hmm quite reasonable considering its overnight.. anw, me and jessie den went all the way to indoor stadium there! haha it was a realli long journey and realli pain-inducing on my butt.. anw, when we got there.. i was goin to tu xie because iw as soooo thirsty and the onli restaurant there was some highclass jap place.. siiiiiaaaaaaaan.. so jessie decided goin to dunman to buy drinks and yep, went in there again. have to say it has that traditonal cheeena aura arnd the sch, glancing saw me spotting chinese caligraphy and basically, it's sooo big and empty that it felt eerie. haa! oh well..
thruout the chalet, it was routine stuff lor.. the barbeque was hmmmm... nt bad. went cycling alot.. slacked arnd qute alot.. and hey.. i din do aniting much leh.. shucks and i thought i went thru alot yest! anw.. feel that i spent quite alot of time with jessie yest.. weird! but yea.. oooh wellllllll... oh ya.. and i was having the worst bowling game ever when mr yuan stepped in and suddenly i got a turkey and finished above 100 again! hahaha song bo? and the socks the marine cove bowling place offers is like wth.. the typical type of grey long socks my ah ma will wear! craaaaaap... oh yar.. the ntu pple contacted me halfway when we were goin for pool.. they asked me and lz to join them for wmc. its in holland i realli wan to go but if its goin to with a bunch of strangers then no thanks man.. its 1.4k i think, veri reasonably considering its holland. ah!! fustrated, nid to give them an answer tml... and haven discussed with my parents and they are in dreamland alreadi.. aiya.. okok, so sian...
when will i start studying for midyears!! sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon kueh! hahaha wth no link.. tt's it!

2005-06-04T21:22:00.000-07:00

hihi... hmmmm lemme see... yest i finally booked the east coast chalet for vjcsB! u noe what... 25 available rooms... shows how pathetic they are faring! oh well.. and chalet willl be tomorrow le. oh yar.. my family ate kenny rogers yest.. hmm have to say its damm refreshing to eat dat again! haha the chicken itself has a veri weird and tangy texture to it.. depends on how u like ur chicken i guess.. the cheese macaroni is super duper nice! yum i like the cheesy taaste! the garden pasta or soemthing was super sour but since i ask my mum to order i had to force myself to SAVOUR it infront of my mum.. haha den i was like wa this is veri nice leh! at the same time, my stomach was churning.. horrendous den came my mum''s brilliant idea.. she called the waitress over and 'can i have another LARGe side dish of the garden pasta??'.. my god..... where got sian??? in the end i had to keep twirling my fork arnd the twirly pasta bits and force myself to devour it.. the worse ting is the forcing urself part i have to give that yum yum look and at the same time i purposely stick some pasta on my cheek dere to like show my mum how addicted to it i am... den came MY brilliant idea.. i grabbed a whole big spoonful of it and pretended my sister pushed my hand and the whole thing fly!!! in slow motion it was.... till it landed.... into my cup of water.. puuuuuuuuuuuuurfect.... ah well...

anw after that, i went to my ah ma's hse to keep her company and at the same time play some mahjogn with her.. haha it was quite fun.. we reached her hse at abt 7plus to play. den we played till abt 1 plus.. u noe.. i won 17bucks leh!! haha i was the onli winner. den came the funny part.. my very cute ah ma said in her traditional vulgar souding Hokkien something like 'how come today so early 8oclock go home alreadi?? haha me and my mum started to burst out laughing and told her its like 1 o'clock le.. den second wave of attack came... she asked whether we ate alreadi not!!! haha den she say we mus eat first before going home! she say she haven eat dinner yet... but after goin into the kitchen she walked out and was like ooooops, jia ba liao... hahaha!! i love my ah ma!! =)

hmmm today is a sunday.. shld i get some work done?? dunno leh.. see how lar.. ahahaha i hope my mum's goin my ah ma's hse again later! den i shall follow and play some mahjong again! oh yes.. and u noe the weekday channel 8 9pm show? the yin cha yang cuo show.. yep! its theme songs are damm nice. both the starting and the ending one.. both by lin junjie.. mu nai yi and yi qian nian yi hou.. i love the songs man! oh ok.. here's a joke that has been circulating arnd for quite some time.. find it quite funny... haha haf a look man..

No wonder our girls could not get the "Miss Singapore Title" .
One of the main reasons why in recent years the Singapore Government has always ensured that their Miss Universe representative were of tertiary level education or higher was because of the following incident which occurred not too many years ago.
It is the final round of the Miss Universe Pageant and the 3 finalists, Miss USA, Miss Malaysia and Miss Singapore are being asked 3 simple questions:

MC: The first question is name me an electrical appliance starting
with "L"
Miss USA: Lamp
Miss Malaysia: Ligh t bulb
Miss Singapore: LADIO
Judge: No, no, Radio does not start with the letter "L"

MC: I am going to give you 3 more chances; Now, name me an animal starting with the letter "L"
Miss USA: Lion
Miss Malaysia: Leopard
Miss Singapore: LABBIT
Judge: No, no, no!

MC: Your next chance. The name of a famous car that starts with "L"
Miss USA: Lexus
Miss Malaysia: Lamborghini
Miss Singapore: Lolls-Loyce
Judge: Oh my God!

MC: I am going to give you one last chance! Name me a fruit starting with the letter "L"
Miss USA: Lemon
Miss Malaysia: Lychee
Miss Singapore, with full of confidence, smiles and says: LIEWLIAN !!

haha this is not the end cos the ending abit more for the bian tais out there but i believe there's a bian tai in everione so here is the ending.

This is not the end of the story, the Judge consulted the board of judges to determine if Miss Singapore should really disqualified; and they decided that since Miss Singapore was having as many problems with the letter "L", they decided to give her another chance.

Judge: OK, the final question is name me a human anatomy starting with the letter "L"
Miss USA: Lung (applause)
Miss Malaysia: Liver (even more applause)
Miss Singapore: LAN CIAU
The Judge fainted..!!!

HAHAHA!! nxt time u open ur mouth, make sure u speak with lanache and lacuraccy!!! =) have a wonderful sunday guys..

well i'm back

2005-06-03T03:57:00.000-07:00

hmmm hi! after a long long time, i'm finally back typing in here. These few days have been arguably the most busy and filled days of my jc life. haha have been goin out everiday till my mum bu shuang me. majestia was last week. to me, it went quite gd considering the fact we were toiling and scraping thru everi band prac be4 that. u noe, its realli special when u perform because u noe that this is YOUR platform and all those people sitting in those comfy red seats are anticipating your performance, whether they came because of pure moral friendship obligations or because of true interest in the music, they came n that's what mattered. ahhh.. y am i even toking abt these type of nonsense thing..

hmmm. dere was supposed to be a section outing after the performance but tianying wanted to pak lan.. so suan le.. i followed my ex-bandmates to eat eat at macs.. haha oops cancel the 's'. its supposed to be mac. after that i went to hw's hse to stay over with mr chew hb. hmm felt great jus being arnd them once more because i thought we had all moved on as in we had forgetten each other but now.. we still yi jian ru gu and hit it off realli well.. haha den mon i went to sch for badminton.. its been a realli realli long time. and i played with jessie gy and friends.. haha too lazy to type. yea..

nxt day was unofficial handover day and the new exco was formed. well congrats to all hu got into the commitees! to pple hu were asking me whether i am sad, i am not. simple as that. posts are like cars. u get that flashy feeling when u are manouvering thru unchartered territories but at the same time, u also pay so much for the patrol and at the same time, u may accidentally piss off ur friends because u r too flashy. hmmm wait, dun get me wrong.. this isn't me eating sour grapes. i wouldn't have minded a post but oh well! since i din get it den tt's it. y brood over it?
ahaha

well wed was tj concert day and i have to say their chosen was simply appetizing. haha as hw said in a 'quite' crude way.. it was orgasm everitime the horns went strutting their stuff. haha it was realli realli impressive so to tj band-its.. great job! but, dun mind me saying all these.. the second half was quite a letdown because despite valiant efforts, they din manage to realli recreate the magic of the chosen. the stageband was super duper entertaining tho.. haha nssn mus have something like that!! the guy realli acted damm gay and kudos to him! haha now..

lots of random stuff are jus popping out in my head.. flashes of memories jus keep passing by. life suddenly seems so sad. i dun noe how to put it. its like yes i'm having lots of fun playing but there's the exams coming up. there's also the case of me getting to know lots of great pple like the vs and dunman and tkgs and maris and sooo mani other frends but are they 100% sincere in friendships? do they go arnd backstabbing? i don noe. and i don reallly wan to noe. there are my old buddies... my friends.. how are they doing now? does it mean goin to diff jcs put an end to me and them? have i made a damm wrong choice in coming to vj? shld i have gone to mj or tj.. argh..i realli dun noe.. but what i mus clarify with pple from other jcs hu stereotype like me last time. its not true, pple from top schs are not self centered, they are not nerdy, they are jus like us. everione of them. so please do not out-casting rj-cians all these pple le.. cos i regret being so naive in my thinking last time. lives are sooo full of regrets.. and life is like so weird now. its full on the outside but quite empty in the inside. grr... this sucks.. hope this is not depression. oh and i absolutely detest smth.. it sux being a minority in vj. all my close frens split and went to diff jcs and suddenly, my soccer pals, my band mates.. they are all gone. i'm left alone in this veri stressful environment with alot of backstabbing.. argh. hate hate hate this.. i dun like this feeling.... at all.

Vjcsb

2005-05-04T06:28:00.000-07:00

One day a father and his rich family took his young son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night in the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

Very good, Dad!"

"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.

"Yeah!" "And what did you learn?"

The son answered, "I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden, they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden, they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard, they have a whole horizon.

When the little boy was finishing, his father was speechless.

His son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are!" Isn't it true that it all depends on the way you look at things? If you have love, friends, family, health, good humor and a positive attitude toward life, you've got everything!

You can't buy any of these things. You can have all the material possessions you can imagine, provisions for the future, etc., but if you are poor of spirit, you have nothing!

Vjcsb.. no matter what we will get tomorrow, be proud of what u've obtained cause u've shown u have spirit for fighting this long.. for coming for all the band practices.. for skipping all those tempting class outings.. for forsaking those tutorials.. I jus want to say let's relish every single moment tomorrow and put forward our best crochets and minims... Take t0 stage tomorrow with guile and grace, play with our hearts, listen with out hearts. Tomorrow will be the day. Good luck guys!!

2005-05-02T04:16:00.000-07:00

__Basics__
3. Birthday: 110788 woot!
4.place of birth: Singapore General Hospital
5. Sign: Cancer i jus love crabs!
6. Male or Female: male
9. Occupation: Student
10. Residence: Eunos/kembangan area..
11. Screen Name(s): 8nanaboi duh!
__Your Appearence___
12. Hair Color: Black
13. Hair Long or Short: eh.. half half ba...
14. Eye Color: eyewhite area: white, eyeball area: black!
15. Skin Color: qute white
16. Height: quite short
17.Weight: not so light
18. Shoe Size: erm 9 anda half ba..
19. Braces?: Nope!
20. Glasses?: yar..
21. Piercings: nope.. too humji
22. Tattoos: even more humji..
23. Righty or Lefty: Righty!
___Your 'Firsts'___
24. First Kiss: kiss from my mum on my forehead in the hospital after i popped out into this world!
25. First B.F/ G.F: mei you lar...
26. First Buddy: hmm raymond?
27. First Award: short put!! woot!
28. First Sport U Joined?: volleyball!! but ever since people called me the ball, i've quit that damm game!
29. First pet: Two little terrapins!
30. First Vacation: Indonesia i think..
31. First Concert: erm.. tooo long ago to remember!
___ Favorites___
33. Movie: i thought moulin rouge was perfect!
34. TV Show(s): amazing race and survivor lor.. poooor stephenie!
35. Color: PURPLE!!
36. Band: chicken rice rubber band.
37. Song: Come what may!
38. Food: erm.. i eat everiting! hahaha
39. Drink: well.. i drink everiting too!! except that stinking waste that comes from ur body! same applies to above quesiton!
40. Candy: candies are all nice!
41. Sport To Play: Soccer man..
42. Sport To Watch: Soccer toO!!
43. Brand Of Clothing: Brandless.. its the best!
44. Store: my house storeroom.. got all the nonsense..
45. School Program: erm, aniting that allows lessons to be cancelled.
46. Animal: puppies i guess..
47. Book: fantasy types.. like harry potter and lotr.. realli makes u feel that pigs can fly!
48. Magazine: 8 days.. haha
___Currently___
49. Eating: Bah chang..
50. Drinking: Green bean + barley drink
51. Typing: pi.. its damm hard..
52. Online: yaberdaberdoooooo!!
53. Listening To: elizabeth by johan de meij
54. Thinking About: how am i suppposed to finish my pi...
55. Wanting To: jian fei...
56. Watching: eh.. this thing?
57. Wearing: my gay purple pegasus tee and school pants!! wooo!
___Your Future___
58. Want Kids?: yep.. its up to us guys to replenish Singapore you mei you..
59. Want to Get Married?: yep.. i strongly object to pms.
60. Careers in Mind: at first was tour guide, now.. teacher? or maybe... i dunno..
__Which is Better With The Opposite Sex___
67. Cute or handsome: erm not realli impt..
68. Lips or Eyes: the eyes..
69. Hugs or Kisses: hmm!!! depends u bian tai!
70. Short or Tall: in between ba..
71. Easygoing or serious: can have mixture? shld haf balance lor..
72. Romantic or Spontaneous: i dun noe..... grr....
73. Fatty or Skinny: see how lor!
74. Sensitive or Loud: sensitive does it man..
75. Hook-up or Relationship: rwhat's the diff?
76. Sweet or Caring: i like both.. heh
77. Trouble Maker or Hestiant One: hmm sui bian!
___Have You Ever___
78. Kissed a Stranger: nope
81. Ran Away From Home: yep.. ge pi!!
82. Broken a Bone: eh no lar... i got cushion all over!
84. Broken Someones Heart: haa! my mum?
85. Broke Up With Someone: not exactly..
86. Turned Someone Down: yar.. bet everibodi does..
87. Cried When Someone Died: yep.. dying jus isn't right to me..
88. Cried At School: yes.. after getting syf results..
___Do You Believe In___
89. God: well.. i guess so.. the universal one maybe?
90. Miracles: yes definately...
91. Love At First Sight: nope.. dere's onli infatuation..
92. Ghosts: definately..
93. Aliens: well depends on how u define an alien..
94. Angels: yea... people like me lor..
95. Heaven: yes
96. Hell: yes
97.Yourself: yes
99. Horoscope: yes!
__Answer Truthfully__
100. Is There Someone/thing U Want But u Know uCan't Have? :yep.. oh well!!

Sien..

2005-04-24T07:23:00.000-07:00

Well.. i'm jus updating for the sake of updating.. lemme see.. listening to our recording in sch today... its not that bad lor.. seriously.. i think vjcsb can make it. yay!! anw, we ate steamboat on friday to celebrate linzheng's birthday.. think the people dere realli despo to make money alreadi.. they go all the way to the mrt to la ke.. its crazy lar.. but there is pian qian one.. sooo little variety onli lor.. but never mind, i ate lots of meat! haa! and we played charade.. which is like pictionary.. ahaha i got to perform the word gopinathan son of sheru or something.. den its like wth! ahaha in the end still managed to let the others guesss after prompting from jon and tianying.. song bo? hmm hu was dere.. jien,lz,jon,ty,waiyip,sm,mervyn and me.. hahaha qutie ok lar.. den today, livead had meeting after the SCH thing.. so we ended up tokin nonsense and playin concentraion.. ahaha so dumb lor!! den i gotta call myself peiying.. its like.. wth! so hard to play... after that actualli wanted to go ps with jien and the rest de but dat side the pple oso go home so bobian! gotta come home slack.. horrendous right.. and i realised something, tracy and clarry messed up my tagboard and it looks so unsightly now!! basket! hmm.. life feels soo busy u noe.. its like sooo mani mani mani things to do and sooo little time... i jus hope i can make it past this week first den we can tok abt nxt week.. tracy, hope u're feeling better.. clarry, better take care of her! ahaha now's ur chance you mei you...
i dunno.. but i see some hope after all.. things are getting better and yep, i am optimistic.. oh well.. shall write a more interesting entry nxt time round! gd luck for pple takin physics review test!

Band

2005-04-17T08:27:00.000-07:00

First of all! congrats to ahband! woot, u've all deserved it! sooo damm proud man.. anw, yest's bbq was quite a success wasn't it! we came, we ate, and we conquered! its like soo amazing.. the beginning was everiting bad u cld think of.. black clouds, uncooperative pple, budget exceeded, and even water from the heavens destroying my gel!! but den.. all of a sudden, it jus all got together and we had a wonderful bbq mixing arnd and jus socialsing again! well.. i remember the day still.. soo glad i went to support u all! band no66! ahahaha ok.. on a more serious note, u noe smth? syf realli isn't a fair system of judging cos it doesn't measure true consistency.. u may jus be godly gd for that one day but suck for the rest of the year and contrastingly, u may realli suck and cock up for that one precious moment, and boom, u get a less den desirable results.. so bands who din get what u deserved and somehow stumbled here, dun worry cos quality cannot be hidden forever and what matters is picking urself up and start working again!yep!n i hope ahband doesn't get complacent..u noe. there are lots of realli fake people in the world but oh well, hu doesn't like a winning combination.. ever since that gold with honours, pple in ahband have been unbelievably crazy saying they love band n stuff.. do dey mean it? i doubt so.. cosdey din even participate in the syf.. its jus because they are proud dey are in a 'gold' cca.. oh well.. guess its the same in soccer.. suddenly alot of pple are saying chelsea rocks.. u noe smth.. ahs band teacher in charge has a blog! u all shoud go take a look and u'll noe why she teaches chem instead of english! lamsh.blogspot.com mrs lam.. i'm sure the band loves u too!!
erm ok a five day band week coming up.. i'm actualli looking for it! i am veri inspired by ahband's gold with honours and i realli realli dun wan to end my syf journey with a silver. i wan the gold, together with the honours dat comes with it. 'all's well ends well' i sure hope this is true, getting a silver last time rnd was realli depressing because we worked our socks off.. ultimately a gold with honours is a gold with honours, u can say that the process is wad matters and stuff but reall realli, its never complete without the ultimate reward, the gold with honours. i'm tryin hard not to think this way but oh well!!! ahaahaha, its the start of de week again.. hope its gd.
for the first time in life, i feel life's enriching cos i am soo busy everiday of the week.. its tiring yes.. its irritating yes.. but ultimately, i feel its making my life soo much fuller cos last time it was like study, soccer, band, on weekdays and sat and sundays were usualli jus slack and sleep.. sooo routine so i kinda like the unpredictabiltiy now.. the tension when laoshi's scolding, the mood swings of maths extraordinaire mr ho, and so on!
well, band isn't a cca, it's life.

05s46 special tribute!

2005-04-12T06:31:00.000-07:00

ErheM! ahaha himan... well two worst days of the week is over! wooot.. ugly monday and bloody tuesday! haa! today hor.. actualli nothing much oso.. jus dat had chem mock spa.. sien ji bua! i tell u i sure get level 2 or below lor.. wth man.. maybe i shld realli haf changed subject combi ar... but wth, since made my decision jiu yao stick to it! ok.. hmmm feel that i shld jus briefly write down wad i think of my classmates since its been 3 mths plus le.. make no mistake abt it, s46 owns all!! no matter wad the toopid lz may say..

Amanda: Well! all she loves is her lor mai gai but hey she's spontaneous and is always ready to say i like char kway teow even tho its super duper no link!! mine got alot of link can.. yep.. den she paly badminton quite pro de k.. yep! make sure ur lor mai gai not too oily k! wahahahaha
WaiYip: well.. this guy is seriously gay! he's been one of my closest fren in vj cos we are frm band too so yep.. he's helpful, auntie like and those hu wan a gd laff to forget those lousy lectures u dun understand, interact wif him.. he'll confirm make u laff de! yep! oh yes, tho he's rich be sure DONG owe him moneh k.. he'll haunt u down before u can say 'ah!' ahaha 3 cheers for waiyip!
Debbie: ok.. she is realli mad.. like a feng gou like that and can see that she's realli quite talented cos she seems to play soo much but yet, always does her homework! and anibodi hu adores green shld seriously be noticed.. haa!
Kafai: well! he's the loud guy which everi class seems to have. jus that, he's unique and one of a kind so all u hu think u are loud, think again.. kafai's here to stay!! he'lll probably whoop ur ass in tennis too!
Daniao: hmm.. this stupid bird go and quit band for fencing wad is this man.. i think birds are better off squeezing their beaks into the trumpet mouthpiece rather den use their feathery wings to poke others wif a sword dat can't kill no shit you mei you!! ahahaha yep.. he's easy goin so hey, make him ur fren now!
Jeremy: he's new so i dun reallli noe him except he's from choir and he's super on about the choir man.. rock on mate.. He seems realli fun too, anticipating the day he BLOSSOMS! ahahaha
J.Foo: well! he makes even the funniest guy on eartch seem like a total FooL!! ahaha he is witty, humourous, and of course LOUD too.. life will never be a bore beside him cos even in a subject like econs.. he can start on something called.... BOMB COKE.. wth! ahaha
Yincheng: hmmmm.. this guy's sort of quiet and not realli dat on! he's kinda like neon.. one time i did see him open up tho was when he danced.. wow he realli can shake his ass! and oh yes. he is hairy. VERY hairy.
Lynne: ahaha pple call her fei niao.. but if that's the case, i would be like chao fei niao.. which isn't veri nice indeeed.. so yar, i think she's quite fun loving but leans towards de sporty side! yep.. and she plays badminton too!
Baojie: well this BAO u know le BAO laff one.. once he laughs, his face becomes as red as char siew in the charsiew BAO! ahaha oh yes, he never seems to be BAO(3) but hey.. he's a real funny and gd guy to have arnd in class!
Mark: mark is a real mugger and he's a great joker too! indians, malays.. i bet dey are all thirstin for his blood!! ahaha oh well mark.. mug hard! and shall see u arnd too kram!
Jerome: well.. he's the new age chao enthu guy.. he volunteers in class, excels in stretching parts of his bodi and sooo, teacher's pet he shall be! yep.. and the gd ting is he never minds critism so keep up wif dat pal!
Tracy: this girl is crazy.. ahaha she's always laughin and since she's from band too.. can say that i joke with her quite alot and she's real fun and well.. bonny like a stick insect.. smart, fun, wad more can a certain clefairy ask for...
Leslie: hmm this guy is wicked! ahaha he is the sort of guy hu is hard to predict but at the same time he is soooo pro in his studies so hey.. think he'll be a future firefly leader or smth! ahaha gd luck leslie!
Peiwen: eh.. she's like a xiao niao.. ahaha and she calls herself dat too! the typical cute cute happi happi type of person. yeP! never a bore to haf her in class.. oh and she's in PA.. qute a cool cca tho i quit it! ahahaha
Glen: BOOOm.. my fellow soccer mate! ahhaha he's crazy abt arsenal and i'm crazy abt man utd. he's a 6 pointer and a great bowler so he's a typical singaporean! oh yes, and not to forget he's funny, gay, spontaneous and u get the idea... =P
Fujing: shao jiao ren! well, sec1 and 2 same class so guess i noe her for the longest in the class.. we were not realli close but hey she's like a netballer and a realli outdoors person k! oh yes.. and she's counted tall for a female le!
Tim: hmm ok this guy's a hakka i'm sure! he's sly and even has an evil voice to enhance that image he gives others! wicked sick! he is a selfconfessed warcraft and he's no slouch at the game so dota lovers, he'll give u a real run for ur money!
AlviN: uhhuh.. our class's treasurer! he is enthu, has a BOOOOOOMING voice and can be seiours when needed so yep.. oh yes! how can i forget abt his fav fruit!! heard it starts wif p.. wonder wad it is pomelo i think? ;P
Steph: oh the dancer in our class. she's a real natural on the dance floor so get ready to get ur heads turned by this smart elegant braces-donning girl!! ahaha oh yes.. and her chi name is two syllabus! how rare is that! smile on!
Justina: ok.. this is the girl hu likes to poke, step, kah jiao me.. wth! and she's our ct rep! ahaha yep she bounces arnd in school and is a veri fun person to have cos she can get hyper in like .0003sec.. yep! oso, she reminds me of a pig.. dun noe why too..
Clafairy: oooooops.. aiy.. guess he doesn't mind aniway.. well clafairy is this dude from ri hu behaves like a guy from vs. n he's realli responsive and volatile so hey hey, dun push ur luck in front of him.. push him instead!! wth...
Jieren: hmm dun realli noe him..

yep!! wad a long long entry.. the band peeps some other time.. they got much much more!! ahahaha well tml's ahband syf le! i realli wish i will hear gold with honours.. oh well! wad's meant to be will come to be! =) gd nite