ok i get it. now's my "honeymoon" period, according to my colleague (sounds damn old rite. if i were pes a/b it would be comrade/ pltmate/ bunkmate) which means my first few weeks. Admin Support Asst laterally means, in a nutshell, secretarial work. but now i havent learnt much yet so the warrant officers n sirs n ma'am still look to the others to do the work. my first week has been a sole excuse to donate money to SBSTransit n SMRT... i literally read 2/3 of a novel n played sudoku n went online for the past few days in the office. but also did some "modern saigang" la- photocopying, filing, whatever shit lah.

but i guess im more than happy with this vocation lah. cuz its damn slack...! sry i cant tahan... must say... im quite sure i made the right choice. i mean of course theres no right or wrong choice la (actually by right dun even have choice but by left i created a choice) but aiyah. i feel i made a gd choice can already lah. n dun get me wrong ah, i mean this 'choice' not to be about getting into pes c or not, but forgoing the monosodiumdichromate one.

just in case anyone wanted an insight (my opinion),
pes ab vs pes ce chionger vs slacker warmth of the sun vs cool of the aircon tanned vs white stay in vs stay out tactical vs digital smartfour vs civilian cookhouse vs canteen rifle vs cdrom interesting vs boring fire&movement vs sudoku lightsout vs knockoff reveille vs report higher pay vs lower pay saigang vs saigang

i never imagined i'd do an office job before i entered uni.

i came up with a poem by combining cliches and lame shit- what i call a clisheit.
Life is never a bed of roses
but it's always full of surprises
unexpected pepsi twists
n taro turnovers.

wah damn sleepy now... ok gdnite and caramel to ur dreams :) dont dismiss them cuz they do come true. cya

another boredom stretch. im working on something like a links-pic. maybe when i got more free time then i'll work on replacing the whole linklist... gonna take quite an effort, but it should be fun. besides... i've got quite a lot of time considering im in NS now. 2 yrs ns as an admin support assistant is really a big waste of time. i think if they just let us skip ns we'll definitely learn and/or contribute alot more to society/economy/whichever/whatever.

its kinda back-to-school for me... got posted to maju camp just beside NAP n SIM as some clerk. its abt 5 bus stops from dover mrt. well, beats 10plus bus stops from bukit batok... can reach home by 7 everyday. wonder if meandeaf is hooking up with income revenue to develop singapore's economy... wonder why cant they just post us to the camp nearest to our home if we're gonna be an ASA anyway.

suddenly i miss aep. reminiscing the days we had to stay back in school to chiong our projects everyday (n even sat) in the art room until the gate closes at 7... then go pp for dinner(bk!) or go to mp lib to mug for exams if they were coming. in a way that's why i like parkway alot n also y i wanted so much to go to vjc... just found it difficult leaving marine parade road. sometimes it doesnt matter whether good or bad things happen; it'll still leave u clinging onto every strand of the memory. when im old n sunken, whether or not my life was a happy or sad one i'll still be polishing my Pensieve (i think i really need one) every single day.







my coursework... sigh.
all due to the carelessness of a complete stranger who's supposed to know how to manage movement of art projects
it is in pieces now... broken. part of my heart too.

dumbledore said it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live. ive a feeling he'd be damn angry with me. especially now... i wake up n wander through the day still in a world of ideal, refusing to believe i'm gonna have to spend 5/7 of the next 2 years at maju camp, refusing even to believe that time's outrun me. cuz it seems only yesterday tt i started doing blind contour in the VS design studio... when u're free revisit your childhood and secondary school life, then tell me if u dont feel the same way.

had some seoul garden lunch yest at taka with two pau-s who kept adding nonsense in my drinks. wont be surprised if my health cocks up cuz the night before i had a damn bad headache, yet i still went to eat alot of chaota stuff, prawns- i dont normally eat tt many, n drink nonsensical drinks n soups. nvm... about time i visited MO again hahaha


watched Spirited Away again on the com... there's sth abt Hayao Miyazaki films that make me wanna watch them again... especially Spirited Away- its artistic, imaginative, emotional, magical, paradisiacal. what i dream about most of the time... flying, ephemeral places n the like. n Spirited Away's theme is also very deep, of responsibility, courage n love. but thats secondary; the main thing is the whole new world that's just on the other side of the temple. the train platform in the middle of the ocean with an exit to nowhere, the village bathhouse, n the rules in that world. it only comes to life at night, when the river fills and the human world can only be seen as a lighted city across the lake.

and at the end Haku told Chihiro, "Go straight back the way you came and don't ever look back."

shit man im still revelling in it... to the point that im even hoping (childishly) that one day i'll take a wrong turn and find myself plunged into such a fantasy.

went to Mind's Cafe at boat quay there... the environment n ambience is alot better than settlers cafe i think. had the set meal, the soup was nice, main course okok, the vanilla cappuccino nt bad, n the dessert a definite two thumbs up. shit la forgot to take pic of it. anw played dunno what ticket ride game

the four yellow trains which i uselessly built n the one card tt could save ws.

and also a blokus-like game (but 3D one), n modern art (had nothing to do with contemporary art n everything to do with business.)

ok gonna lights out now n get spirited away

wanted to do some sprints before swimming at bedok stadium but red swastika (pri) school was having their sports day... or maybe sth else. cuz altho i saw the usual pri sch sports day scene with almost 300 plus students in their house shirts, sitting according to their houses n cheering, n auntily/kebayarobically-dressed teachers standing ard beckoning to the kids, somehow i heard a familiar clacking sound all around... then i realized, like half the number of kids were wearing spikes. like wow man pri sch level already so on...

so i watched them for abit... reminded me of pri sch days (minus the spikes of cos). wonder if im not young enough anymore to say that primary school was just some time ago... cuz i still remember TPS clearly :) anw after tt met darren n rey then went swimming. bloody goggles... two times in a row i pulled the goggles outward n it slipped n slapped back into my unclosed eye. TWICE! freaking pain. while it was still searing i was imagining if i were the victim of the spartan's spear in the eye. unfathomable pain.


mum sent me this pic of some BIG briyani feast... those arabs ar. too rich know. give me some oil la haha. tt reminds me... after 2008 dubai is a must-go! i'll b quite sad if i dun get to visit dubai someday.



Company logos? Not. Look closely... I got it off Google Earth.

been a long time since i played tennis under the hot sun... reminded me of the days in VS n AJ when every other day i went home a happy lobster. haha. eastern handgrip, comfort zone, brush it up, make him run! getting baked doing sports n sweating every pore is almost shiok man... but the same thing in long four n SBO sucks.


went to watch 300 after tt at century sq... its damn cool. 300 warriors bringing down waves of thousands, only to die because of some traitor who couldnt raise the spartan shield. their tactics technique strength everything is chiselled to perfection la... and of course their unity. "Spartans, what is your Profession!"

during the movie i was abit blur at some parts cuz i didnt know it was based on a comic book tt adapted its story from history... now the pieces fall into place. perfect! 300 stars out of 300 stars.

then went to play pool with 4B-ians at where else but pp. too bad didnt get to meet muzzy who just came back frm london, then can eat some chocolates hahaha... a few ppl left even before i reached... ahh but can play pool can already. n i can empathize with the ppl who have the impression tt pool is an ahbeng game. cuz the fact is tt people frm all walks of life play pool, but its just tt more often than not the pool hall plays host to one or more groups of such ppl. they're irritating, have something to say abt everything, boisterous, fault-finders, but what can i say to these uneducated ppl. i just walked away.

the similarity between the spartans n ahbengs is that both groups are strong.
the difference between a spartan n an ahbeng is that a spartan is strong.

another puff of a flame and i'm 19 now. sounds too old i think for me. n metaphorically speaking they say boys become men after bmt... but they forgot abt pes c ppl. so how sia liddat haha... im a Betwixt-and-Between, as how j k rowling would put it. ah but who gives a shit. im not into philosophy anw; anyone intending to take philosophy can start here n give me an essay on age (but not anything on the oedipus complex thanks).

anw i wanna say a BIG THANK U to my family for the timsum lunch (chair included lah cuz of perth timsum and the phone call) n also a HUGE THANK U to
t4 n jemima for the cake n the gay bday song n the wallet n gay flower
t4 n jemima n qixiang for the Messengers (movie lah.)
ly for the cap n the nice card
mel for the lockable compass- nv seen before haha
chair for the chocs (i think mum wont let me eat.)
bro for the ahem panther
n mum again for the advanced belated present
n everyone for their wishes thank u thank u very much :D

if any of u all happened to see the performances at bugis today, i think tanglin sec n juying sec did very well, juying esp. well choreographed, energy brought out fully, well executed... si beh ho ah!

went to watch the messengers... quite crap, n cheap also i think. not cheap production but cheap approach to a horror movie. using sound blasts that were over-the-toply loud. after tt we talked cock on the mrt abt making a spoof called The MSN... everytime at the part where the sound blasts we replace with the msn alert sound. damn lame rite?! no meaning haha

during one of my boredom stretches this week i played ard with fireworks again. for ppl who r absolutely clueless as to where to go, this is the answer


Preferred around the world. The SMNUT. For people who have No Idea.

hello there Na1Cr2O7. monosodium dichromate.

getting more confusing as it gets higher. to pri sch; very easy dont need to do anything, my parents choose for me. to sec sch; need to think abit cuz must choose the school (VS rocks! haha). to JC; needa think abit more cuz must choose the school and either S or A (@#$^^% in the end still kena played out by the system). NOW... dammit not only must really decide whether to go overseas or not, still must choose the school, then must choose the fac, then must choose the right course out of so many, then still must think whether to do double degree or not, then then then then... then i might as well become sargeant thomas...

ever since i saw an NUS brochure some 1-2 years ago, i couldn't help but be drawn to it... ok chiefly (and thick-skinnedly) is cuz of its local prestige n also the quality of campus life (this i'm not too sure). in any case, i still have 2 years to rewrite future history.

marc said UWA is damn nice... when he gets back i'll take a look at the photos then see... but aiyar anyway if i go overseas too my parents no more clothes to wear already la. some ppl told me they're headed for australia, possibly melbourne or adelaide. melbourne sounds like a nice place to live in but not to study in (i dunno lar guess only, chair or anyone can confirm anot); adelaide sounds like a nice place to sew curtains... i also dunno y i said that. anyway if i were to go to Aust then i'll want to go to Brisbane! hahaha can stay in Blue Waters n play at gold coast n go to the three worlds everyday... shit lar childhood memories flooding my thick head now

went to NTU Open House just now. either the openhouse basically programmeless or i went too late. go there to see some booths n ask some questions. got this PRC student promoting the School of Physical n Mathematical Sciences talking to me in that accent... damn funny i very nearly snorted but lucky i didnt... ok shit this is damn bad but heck it la.

met quite a few ppl there... vs ppl, platoonmate qihan, ajmates ryoutarou (i dunno y i keep seeing him everywhere) n yiyu aka onefish whom i almost didn't even recognise cuz she changed her hairstyle (but nvm look chioer now! haha) and also some tpjc ppl i know by sight... yz was there but nv see her. tmr going to "see the difference between them n'us"... hopefully it'll be fun!

gotta prepare my eyes for 2 yrs of daily computer-staring, my brain for 2 yrs of secure systems computing, my hand for 2 yrs of clicking and my skin for 2 yrs of aircon(?!). envy me or pity me, that's how my NS is gonna be like.

damn oysters.

the day we got our results back we went to Fish & Co. (yes, fish n co, not some budget lousy foodplace without a name to uphold) n me n ws had raw oysters with lemon in a dish of ice for starters. skip the rest, i dont doubt the grilled salmon teriyaki.

TMD @#$%^&*(&^%$#$%&*!!! last night i just suddenly got up from bed with a super queasy feeling... walked to the toilet... then emptied the contents of my stomach... through my mouth. and not like those kinda abit abit come out kind. mine was like one shot, one action, one single muscular contraction of the stomach n perhaps oesophagus, bringing everything up and out. my chest was burning from the acid... never realised how concentrated stomach HCl was.

what a waste of the tennis today... met darren n qixiang to play tennis but then i felt super lethargic, probably due to lack of sleep. ws's case even worse: puking + diarrhoea. so we just played a while, then realised we couldn't play for long... only darren n qx played most of the time.

later gonna book in at 8pm summore... damn sian. but nvm its the last week already... can't wait for the 2 weeks block leave man.

damn oysters.

i experienced a blast of euphoria yesterday that i wished i could've captured and then replay whenever i want. but too bad technology's not advanced enough for that... anyway thanks mum for keeping tt slip of paper in ur purse n chair for that "banner"!

the vicious cycle of achievement: the higher the aim, the harder the fall, then the higher the bounce, and its back to the high aim. i'll never forget mid-March 2005... nor yesterday.

yesterday i witnessed the downside of meritocracy right before me... made me wonder if academism actually does more to make us intelligent than it does to strain relationships. so many times the few letters on a slip of paper explicitly set the rift between friends, and soon alienation sets in.

i saw this on the paper.


they're inseparable playmates, but zookeepers said the bonding will be shortlived once their natural instincts kick in.

i came across an astro-scientific yet philosophical question on the net: which is more powerful, the great multiton Sun or a small Black Hole?

suddenly it all comes back.

like Light Yagami when he touched the book n everything rushed back to him... i rmb the entry i posted 10 days before the As started... feelin super despot. at tt time my WHOLE life = academics. frm the moment phys s paper ended until today it was everything else- in other words a Real life (ok maybe dont count pes c army)... results were just something distant. then just now on the ferry i was imagining myself receiving the slip, then the reality- that tmr mattered more than anything else- just came crashing back.

SO HOW?! shit damn kan cheong now... can remember the day i received my Os results... walking towards the teacher... outstretching my hands... taking the slip... looking down at it... 11. heart continued beating, no flinching, no commotion... but that's the problem!

history please dont repeat... further back- ah that history, repeat.