escargo gambargo finnelapasgibolisco.

2010-06-20T02:15:00.002+08:00

it has been a year.

just one year.

yet

it's really been the longest and thickest year i've ever had in my life.

i started university, and started ESP. thats one thick academic story on its own already. i started living in KR, and that's where life really happened.

in one year, i did so many things i could never have done in a simple year. i donned fancy costumes dancing rag and chingay in front of a crowd, donned cool clothes dancing hiphop in front of a crowd, got cornered by 2 girls who shaved part of my leg, had so many different people who could ever visit me in my room visit me in my room, tried to date a girl for KR's dating game, tried to date girls outside of dating game, talked overnight and wished upon a shooting star at the roof of a high building, learnt to supper after midnight, organized a camp, went on roadtrips... and the rest of the crazy things dotted a whole chapter of hall life i'll never be able to summarize nor yet forget.

but the only thing that matters from all of this is the people. you go for camps and after that you miss your groupmates. you go for a one year camp - that's what it's like - and you feel something so big you can't even describe how much you miss them if you don't see these people again.

especially when these group of people, you don't just share classes with; these people, with whom you practically share weal and woe, heart and soul, through the timeless time and the senseless times you spent together. they become- cliche or not- family... it doesn't matter if KR or C-Block doesn't feel familial, it's too many people at a go. as long as you feel empty without seeing these people again, that's family for you.

i feel empty without seeing HPB 0910 again.

can't catch the butterfly.

2009-07-21T01:25:00.006+08:00

all of a flutter;

takes off and flits

into the daylight and what seems like summer

never can it rest;

it should then be

no longer beautiful but normal at best

frolicks in the bright;

it ceases to realize

what better to bathe in than honest moonlight.

2009-07-07T00:37:00.001+08:00

i AM gonna blog about each camp. even more so if it ROCKS. yeah SPORTSCAMP rocked totally! even if it ended abruptly. H1N1, do u know u're the bane of fun, so do get the hell out of us and find your haven somewhere else in people who deserve it. like terrorists or something.

very very very happy to have played with (rolling start!) the ZOVB, the pool bubble thingy, windsurfing, cable skiing, canoe polo, water polo, archery, handball, the Jump Leg thingy, and Paintball! this list isn't even exhaustive!

and I really have to say BONANNO ROCKS man. i think it was the one of the best OGs i had in all 4 camps, every single one was ON, no one kept to themselves (other than day 0/1), and we all slowly went crazy together. but just as all the ice melted, H1N1 kicked in full blast bankai form and tore the whole camp apart.

it's ok cuz there's gonna be a Part 2! and we're still in gear five :D as long as the BONANNO tan tattoo doesnt recede off my arm, it's still alive man. shagali your father niah PA!!!

sportscamp really lives up to its name of exhaustion. it was really super duper ultra shagged like shaggy but uber duber dultra fun like seafood horfun. for ONE MORE DAY shall it be. definitely looking forward :D

对你爱爱爱不完 !

2009-06-20T15:21:00.005+08:00

engincamp09 was actually fun! or maybe it was just because i went in with meagre expectations. i'll admit it wasnt as good as the hall camps, but it definitely rocked! and it was memorable enough to not have to rely on photos to remember the moments.

i wonder if camps are actually obligated to align themselves to their theme. like almost all the activities in engincamp were subscribed to the notion of analysing and innovating, and deciphering. even the sheares exposure camp (superbly christened Sheareslock Home) didnt have that much brainwork involved. if that were the case then i wonder again what artscamp would be like. but well, still good, so no complaints.

that aside i have a bone to pick with. it actually somewhat brought down my impression of the camp as a whole. it's this anomalously overrated idiosyncrasy that almost every camp has, called Pageant. or maybe it was just engincamp's pageant. i had both the honour and the misfortune of joining both Sheareslock Home's and Engincamp's pageant events, so i shall compare. whoever u may be, please note that this is only my opinion. there may be others out there who truly advocate glamour and limelight, but i'm just not one of them.

first things first - i definitely enjoyed SECC's pageant more. we wore casuals, our rehearsal took just about half an hour, and our only instructions were where to walk, and the flow of events. everything else was relaxingly up to us.

something which engincamp clearly didn't see value nor virtue in.

we had to be in semiformal (dont really have a bone to pick with this, but it's still a point of comparison), we were taught elaborately how to walk, pose, look, count. and every spare minute was spent having our act scrutinized and corrected. and the rehearsal took close to 2-3 hours. we couldnt even join our OG for dinner, but instead sat in a lonely pathetic corner for dinner. like whoa, are there gonna be modelling scouts there, or was this New Paper Face of the Year or what. it's just a camp, it wasnt even the engin Bash thingy.

i dunno. dont mistake me. i just think a fac camp pageant isnt that big, nor should it require that much seriousness. if u ask me, i'd say i'd rather be together with my OG down there.

BUMBLE GEES!!! FOUR!

FUN, FUN and MORE FUN!

2009-06-14T01:36:00.002+08:00

SHEARESLOCK HOME just ended, and again the emotion sets in. the people i met, the games we played, the sand on our faces and the dirty clothes.

scooby doo,

the games in a circle,

the meals (FTW!!),

the CHEERS (FTW!!),

sentosa beach games,

west coast War Games,

Polar Bear,

the PAGEANT,

everything.

very grateful for this opportunity to yet again create beautiful memories that i'll never forget in a lifetime.

SCOOOOOBY will......

Slap you flat like gingerbread and never let you slap us back

SCOOOOOBY will......

Slap you O0OOH! Slap you AHH! Slap you slap you O0o La Laaaaa

now BLUEBLOODed.

2009-06-07T01:08:00.010+08:00

just broke camp off CAMP BLUEBLOOD 09 today. which I really have to say ROCKED LIKE CRAZY.

when you go through a 3-day smorgasbord of fun-packed, ABSOLUTELY SPIRITED events and activities, you'd hate to see it end so suddenly without you getting any dreary first. you'd hate to know the camp lasted only 3 days, and you'd hate to know you won't be seeing your mates again in at least a few days. and, you'd also really hate to know the next time you see them again might be the last.

because people hardly spend only 3 days having this gargantuan amount of fun and getting so close to people you never did in 3 days, it seems like a dream of which you'd doubt truth, and yet you know full well it happened, so it becomes a tad magical. really.

SWIFTY!

2009-06-02T14:36:00.006+08:00

Sights and Sounds of a Beautiful Tuesday Morning.

I awoke to the percussive rhythms of hammers and pilings, which were so pleasant to the ears, I absolutely had to abandon my dream for them. The thuds and knocks reverberated and repercussed, with the occasional crash that so beautifully punctuated the beat, sending a jilt to the pulses and innervating the start of my day. Opening the door I stepped into a heavenly mist, taking in the aromatic scent of the immediate cloud, freshly and artfully hacked off the floors, and welcoming the fuzzy sunlight that greeted me through the dust. Shouts and yells from the outside cupped my morning in excitement. I was all ready to start my Tuesday.

Blueblood is in a couple days, Sheareslockhome is in a week, and Sportscamp is in a month. really looking forward to all of them... gonna be fun as hell! gonna be shagged like shaggy but fun like horfun. at last it's time to work hard and play hard again. i've been a slob for 2 years already. kinda like a homecoming, a return to academics and institution, to stu-dentity. and also to (only in singapore) competition - in any aspect.

don't know about the people, im sure they'll all be interesting, but in any case i think i really like my course. really looking forward to reading it too... as of now, that is. haha.

2009-05-27T14:30:00.000+08:00

finally i've something to rant and rave about.

i failed my TP test.

albeit it being a first and firsts usually being failures and failures being a taboo hush-hush. cuz i'm really up in arms about it. my instructors too. sometimes i really wonder if it's only in clean, green, perfect Singapore that getting a driver's license and getting straight As come under Life's Milestones. it's getting to me abit. why does everything has to be so orderly, by the book, and worse of all perfect?

why did he fault me for picking up and shifting down too fast? heavy demerits and even on multiple counts... and not like the car in front was just in front. all the Cars-in-front had long left me biting their dust la, even before i hit second gear.

In Singapore's Traffic Police tests, you don't drive to conform just to driving and safety standards. you probably just have to drive in line with the whims and fancies of the silent idiot sitting in your passenger seat and mutedly meting out slapdash penalties for the way he dislikes your driving. Or you.

2009-04-14T15:01:00.000+08:00

なだりぶしさひ

i can hardly wait for uni to start. it's been enough time since ord... and i need to make a freakin decision.

or rather it's a bit too late, but nonetheless the choice is still valid. i had to and still have to choose between opportunity and delectability. the opportunity is distasteful while the delectable, remote. which would you choose?

right now would you eat army combat ration, or hope that your neighbour comes round with food?

would you spend 5 bucks on a beggar or 5 bucks on the lottery?

0.80 (Senses)

2009-02-22T01:12:00.000+08:00

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
and Heaven in a Wild Flower,
hold Infinity in the palm of your Hand
and Eternity in an Hour.

getting a pretty thorough experience of this. how the world changes when sound leaves me behind.

what's left is a place that i know to be booming with noise, and yet so noiseless, it gives me a strange serenity akin to that you get watching a slow-motion audioless vid. i don't even feel like speaking because it resonates loudly within my head.

all i do is contemplate the half-world around me. i might not even bother to interpret.

音さん…戻って来ない？

2009-02-19T01:30:00.000+08:00

i was wrong. someone or something behind those clouds are doing something to really stop me having my test tomorrow, or better yet, being out at noontime. so i'll stop thinking about it. i believe in miracles as well as blessings in disguise.

i'll always remember the warm feeling (literally and figuratively) when i walk down jalan chempaka kuning to simpang in the lazy, timeless afternoons to have meepok.

and as long as my yu yuan mian smiles back up at me, it'll be sunshine always.

2009-02-13T11:51:00.000+08:00

maybe at the time of the 23rd January that just passed, i might have been excited about ORD. who wouldnt? a breaking of chains and acquisition of the liberty i lost for 2 years. but my exhilaration probably went in tune with everything else and eventually, i did not post the 3 big, bold japanese characters "owari"- which means end and incidentally sounds like ORD - that i had been planning on posting.

of course, now that i no longer need to long for ORD, it seems like a faraway bygone now. something small in my life that i'm past caring. right now, the 2 things that matter to me are a job, my TP test, and getting into hall. its 2 and not 3 because i just can't decide which was more important.

and because of this, i made a decision which i know not whether fruitful or rash. hard decisions come when you have to give up something so tangible and near, in order to reach for something only half as tangible. a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, but i still chose the two.

i still have hope, though.

2009-01-05T09:24:00.000+08:00

many Edens exist, i'm telling you... just that not many know how to find their way there. i found half the way to one of them. because i could only eat five.

2008-12-27T02:21:00.000+08:00

a beetle i snapped my camera at when i was in greece.

somehow it felt weird to contemplate the day from a perspective similar to this kan cheong beetle's. to go about the day treading the waters of paranoia and scuttling the sands of time, silently hoping the clock would rush too, even though time was the commodity. i realized i can't gamble with time. well, that about summarizes today.

christmas is over. cool, cold december also ends with christmas. somehow christmas gives me a feeling unlike other festivals or holidays- not even the new year, chinese new year, or even my birthday. it has an uncanny dreamy, faraway connotation that comes with it.

jingled bells
jingled bells
jingled all the way
oh what fun it was to ride
through that happy christmas day

2008-12-08T12:34:00.000+08:00

ureshii means happy. stop-lessly completed the 21.2k in a humble 2:20. but still honestly ureshii.

and for the second time in my life, my mind lost control of my body. i think it can only happen with running long-d, cuz the body pretty much repeats the same few movements over a heck of a long time. i swear i was in a hard daze in the last 3k. a dangerous but somewhat wonderful and mysterious(?!) feeling.

now that i've seen what 21.2k is like, it'll only be a matter of not time but courage, before i try the big 42. i think it really takes some serious training to complete it smoothly, if not nicely... so realizing the truth about myself from this time, i'm probably not someone who can devote much time- if any at all- to progressive training for marathons. my last 3k this time probably proved how barely i scraped through. so... i dunno. haha

2008-11-28T14:14:00.000+08:00

the 9pm chinese show's quite nice - The Little Nyonya. Don't quite get the "Little", but anyway it's about the life of a nyonya (a Peranakan female) as the daughter of a second wife.

it's interesting to know that the culture of the time differs so greatly from the University Age i'm living out right now. this difference matters because I am actually Peranakan. both my dad's parents and my mum's mother are Peranakan. my mum's father is Chinese. as in really 中国人.

so my ancestry's estimatedly close to 75% Peranakan. the bulk of it coming from my dad's side.

i don't know how i ended up a chinese. haha u might think that's normal cuz the Peranakans in The Little Nyonya all speak chinese, but that's purely just because it's Channel 8. my dad said Peranakans speak hard Malay or Hokkien, esp the completely Peranakan family type portrayed in the show.

assuming the producers did their homework, i'm intrigued with how my ancestors actually ran the family like a company. second wives are inferior to the firsts. then what was the point of the second marriage if he never intended to "honour, love and protect" her... doesn't he realize the quality of equality? purporting power and emphasizing hierarchy when it clearly contributes to nothing but discord. i've had enough of this shit in the army. where people regard you by your shoulder rather than your eye.

ok i think i got carried away thinking of the army. anyway, this show really made me like my culture but hate the tradition. such a pity the closest i've come to Peranakan culture is a chat with my dad's half-sis.

2008-11-18T09:29:00.000+08:00

marc dont say i irresponsible ah... just tt i read it abit late. i'm responsible, cuz i dont have crabs on my shoulders.
and this is not crap. there is meaning to everything.

1. What is your dream ambition?
- to ORD

2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
- TO ORD. my dream is coming true soon

3. What will your dream wedding be like?
- getting married when I get my pink ic

4. What is the city of your dreams and why?
- Maju camp guardroom (viewed over the shoulder). cuz the first time i look back at the guardroom when i book out, is when i ORD

5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
- Retarvert

6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
- being blessed

7. Do you trust easily?
- i dunno, but i will ORD easily

8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
- then just detach

9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?
- other ppl's ORD

10. What does your name mean?
- Bryan means saturated sodium chloride solution

11. Is being tagged fun?
- as fun as going to cookhouse to eat

12. How do you see yourself?
- tilt my head downwards. what a stupid question

13. Who are currently the most important people to you?
- the officers and DXOs signing my ORD clearance

14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
- Recruit

15. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
- i'd rather ORD

16. How many children do you want to have, if any?
- i think nvm la.. i go buy Sea Monkeys

17.What’s better, to give or to receive?
- to give what i receive. then can save money for ORD

18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
- i would pick the non-simultaneous one

19. Would you give your all in a relationship?
- All my what?

20. What are you waiting for right now?
- the mess canteen to sell siew mai

ok time to tag ppl... the 8 ppl are - kuan yew, hsien loong, hsien yang, chok tong, chee hean, bow tan, kan seng n balaji. gambatte!

2008-11-02T12:18:00.000+08:00

"On these magic shores children at play are forever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more."

there are some things I want to do before I die.
I want to:

wear a pair of seven-league boots and chase a falling star.

cross a river at the edge of the world, to work in a Japanese bathhouse for spirits and demons.

stay in a washitsu at the top of that bathhouse, overlooking nothing but the ocean and a small train travelling across the waters.

sit in a boat and row towards a huge yellow moon at 13 o' clock.

visit a limestone crystal playground at the top of Ayers Rock.

look down at my toes and see the ground miles away.

look back up and see a castle with a huge garden and oases.

follow a brown pomeranian along a drain and through a wall to a flashy night carnival with a huge Ferris wheel.

see a forest in all its greenery; and the night in all its sparkle.

Siew Mai

2008-10-24T05:04:00.000+08:00

i really like siew mai.

when i buy food, i never fail to think of siew mai.

when i don't see siew mai, i feel cold and sad.

siew mai gives me warmth, and when siew mai does that, i feel very loved and happy that siew mai can be there.

when i see siew mai, i cheer up immediately.

no matter how sad or depressed i feel, siew mai can rid me of my sorrow and turn it into happiness.

and when siew mai looks super hot, i feel even happier that i can have siew mai.

i'm not talking about a girl or what.

its really siew mai. HAHAHA

VIETNAM! another heck of a long post

2008-10-20T14:57:00.000+08:00

at last i got some of the photos up here. some of these r already on facebook, but what the heck. there were about 2200+ photos in total, i almost wasted my life away trying to decide which to put up. so here goes! hajimete!

a local dish. u pour some kind of sweet chilli sauce into it then mix n eat

on the roads

we asked ws to take all of us. he managed to leave us all struggling for some aperture

Blue River Hotel. Recommended! Just rmb, there's a switch for the heater!

the Vietnam road.
tour guide: "some of u come from countries that drive on the left side of the road, some of u come from countries that drive on the right side of the road. in vietnam, we drive on both sides"

a park. its actually damn happening at night. long range capteh, some funny mass line-dance, badminton, electronic kites... AT NIGHT. LAO JIAT AH

Learning How to Pout

a photo u wouldn't have guessed was taken in vietnam. vietnamese are actually either christian or catholics.

Lamppost!!! and thats not cityhall station or what. its a post office. but still cannot fight our paya lebar one

appreciate if someone knows the actual pronunciation. cuz apparently, unlike romaji, what is spelled is NOTHING like what it is.

inside the Notre Dame.

Who's That Pokemon

Lesson: Learn what is linear perspective and the vanishing point.

hahaha

Pho Bo - beef

these are a whole bunch of vietnam war victims given food n shelter in return for their creative labour. thats not a paintbrush, its a scalpel. those broken pieces are egg shells. damn impressive. the shop next to this work area sells the exquisite masterpieces which upon seeing is still unbelieving

and here we tourists are thinking that the strawy roof is so interesting

somewhere in the jungle... brush the leaves away...

and poof! u have an entrance to the Coooo CChiii Tunner-! (Cu Chi Tunnel) This is probably the Level 3 tunnel. there are level 1, 2 and 3 depending on the cross-sectional area.

i forgot to rotate this... its a vietnamese trap for the americans. that stick is supposed to be a state trooper's leg.

here we are at the entrance to Level 1 Tunnel! this pic was taken at least a minute before i went down. i dont know how hundreds of them chiong down

retarded pictures in the tunnel. like as if it were so comfy

good summore

singlish: the on top one is the below cambera take one, then the below one is the upstair cambera take one

that's a heck of a bomb right behind us.

Agent Orange- Dioxin. the americans just released it all over the country, causing this massive tragedy unescapable by death.

the quintessential scene in vietnam - the confused tourist with two sibeh enthu vietnamese ppl

a closer look at the enthu Vietnamese.

Thuy and Thuy, the super friendly hotel staff who purposely use that name in emails

view of hell from the haven of a cab

waiting for some nice food

we'll never know what it's like in their lives and vice versa...

what childhood means to them...

and what 'future' means to them

here are three tourists waiting to give one of those boat-rowers her monthly pay.

boat rower behind: "knn row liddat might as well dun row"

2 x 3SG vs... (see ws's right hand - using dragonboat style)

1 x officer + 1 x clerk. hahaha

supposedly "better lunch"... ok la it filled our stomachs lah. WAH PIANG EH

stairway to heaven... although in this case walking up that stairway was more like walking away from heaven

a Vietnamese Wedding! thats the entrance to a house... which happens to be along the road so we saw the bride and groom walk along the road (rmb, its a vietnam road) towards the house. apparently vietnam hasn't learnt "glam" yet

dragon! and i dont know what the words mean.

My version of The Son of Man

the One-Pillar Pagoda

Temple of Literature - the world really has it covered by China

soft sleeper train berth - to Lao Cai (chinese pronunciation: lao3 gai1)

two's company,
three's a crowd;
four + 4 x psp 's still company.

our hotel. Shinjirarenai! almost like some 5 star resort. in the mountains summore

we probably crossed one of those.

result of a 2-sec timer - haltingly awkward.

2 x retarded 3SG along the roads of sapa. hahaha

the haunting presence of an empty playground in the midst of the mountains. the carousel horse might have been something before.

never fails wherever i go. there's also one on the underside of the upper deck in a bunk in a camp in Taiwan.

the Cloudyard is really halfway to heaven. now i know why heaven be. because (happiness +freedom +enlightenment = HFE) is directly proportional to height above inhabited land

itsudemo dokodemo motte itte yo.

i keep on imagining that platform suddenly break off and fall off

THAT'S RABBIT MEAT. it's abit like chicken but just less tender.

sapa is really beautiful.

breakfast overlooking wonder.

refer to facebook for an explanation, its quite tedious...
the rightmost lady is Mi, our tour guide. the other two are waiting to take over L and N in Death Note

at the freakin summit!!

one wrong step...

it's actually damn steep. you must be a Sapa woman to go up n down the mountain on slippers

i dont understand, but anyway its an entrance to some village.

ushi! crazy cow just stood across the only walking path. we had to pass it throwing caution to its swishing tail. which apparently was wet n slimy with something that probably just came out of its toot.

another thumbs up! and toes up also! and..... never mind

amazing things u can do with a camera... meet the aborigines!

there are some scenes worth remembering, worth going through every detail again... for me drawing gives me a chance to live or relive it, so every piece is a different experience... so i drew these two while we were nuah-ing in a kfc back in hanoi. just couldn't forget it :D

vietnam was really splendid. i admit i wouldnt want to go back to ho chi minh n hanoi, but i totally didn't regret going those places. and another visit to sapa would definitely be worth it!

i swear i dreamt of sapa when i was on duty last night... just that i dreamt i was in sapa's Disneyland. interpreters please

2008-09-21T14:11:00.000+08:00

gotta love my siblings;

gotta love my parents;

gotta love my whole mad cockalow family.

that might just be the reason why i'm still holding that perth trip so close.

when it's not like everyday where
one is watching 9pm chinese show,
one is on the com,
the other is on his com,
another is on his com,
and one is in her lab thousands of kilometres away.

for everyone to be smiling together,
that's just one of the moments that take my breath away.

2008-09-15T10:36:00.000+08:00

everytime i return from an overseas holiday i go through this unexplainable post-vacation emo stage. cuz the moment i hit singapore, everything starts to come flooding back- everyone has their own "everything"- last time it was schoolwork and exams, now it's booking in and duties to think of.

the thing about getting aboard a plane and going to australia for a holiday is that it makes me (u?) really not want to come back. cuz i really had a lot of fun over in WA (thanks to chair!).

ah.. i'm thinking of so many things to say but i can't say them, i dunno why. i'm finding myself stuck in the photos of the vacation, stuck back there where i didnt need to care so much about anything, just holidaying. and why does facebook only allow 60 photos per album!
i need to sleep. i need to escape... back to perth, back to UWA... back to lancelin to sandboard... back to... burswood... pearl room... back...

2008-08-11T03:34:00.000+08:00

it's said that on sorrow's facing shores there is a smile... when I finally reach that place, what awaits me there? the purpose is not to run away, it's to chase after dreams... I should have left on my journey on that faraway summer's day.

even if I see it tomorrow there wouldn't be a sigh either, like a boat going against the current... right now I'll move forth, ahead.

in a place consumed by pain and anguish, they say happiness awaits... I'm still searching for the last sunflower of the season... if i clench my fists and wait for the morning sun, my nails would stain red before my tears start to glisten and fall.

if i've grown used to solitude too, then with the moonlight i'll fly away on featherless wings, moving further forward ahead.

if a thundercloud breaks, the wet roads will sparkle.

only the dark will show me a stronger and stronger light... I'll be strong and move forward.

2008-07-19T03:05:00.000+08:00

this blog isn't stagnant yet. although it seems like it. but of course it isn't over until I say so.

it can be just so typical of people to find a point, thrive on it, harp on it, suck on the gum even until it is rid of taste, even if they know it is no longer relevant, no longer useful. I wonder what the pure conviction for continuing something so childish is... to break the wall of nonchalance I put up? even after I cease to acknowledge, or even respond to it? after so long, even after time under the knife, you're still beside yourself, trying to make yourself heard.

I know it's obvious that paragraph was to someone in particular... if you can't make head or tail of it then you're probably not the one. that person would probably be the last to read this anyway.

our visit to tpjc's watercolours probably stops short of fruitful cuz the only thing we got out of it was seeing some teachers and the planetarium. and of course, to see abit more of the class.

6 more months. some senpai just ord-ed today, which set me thinking about my turn when it comes. no doubt there'll be ecstasy that friday but the blankness I'll wake up to on the following monday is not exactly a stranger to me (and many others?). It's just gonna be like post-exams...

and then i'll have to start thinking of something to do.....

I Think I'm Going to Hell

2008-06-03T11:39:00.000+08:00

"Now copy and repost this;
if you don't you'll have bad relationships for 69 years.
> By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you.
> If you don't repost this, you will have bad luck for your entire life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I think by now I'd be destined for the 19th level of Hell. I've been cursed 69 years of bad relationships, I'm gonna have bad luck for the rest of my life, I will never find true love, and I'm gonna lose more than a parent, sibling and friend. I'm quite sure I speak for millions others. I'm still not forwarding that chain mail. If I get to the 19th level of Hell, I'll make friends with the devil.

I say eden is in the eyes of the beholder, and luck is fair. Love is unconditional and blood is forever.

IF YOU DON'T COPY THIS WHOLE POST AND REPOST IT IN AN EMAIL AND SEND TO EVERYONE ON YOUR CONTACT LIST, YOU WILL ALSO HAVE BAD LOVE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE AND for bonus JOIN ME IN HELL!! There's no turning back now! You've read this and it sticks in your heart until you satisfy yourself by sending this email! WHAT'RE YOU GONNA DO?

今までまだ美しくらいのチェーンメールを見る。
And I do forward the few that are. To people who are the type who would spend time to contemplate the world in a grain of sand; to people who care more about the content, not the curses at the end.

こころおどるきおく a cheerful memory

2008-05-25T09:39:00.000+08:00

a picture that took half my breath away. thanks to john for putting up that facebook challenge...

nothing makes me gush more than looking at a childhood memory that was so long ago, it might have been crushed by the decade-over of other memories.

this girl's name is penny and she's trying to pry open a skull to get some jewel inside. might be familiar to some of you.

for all those decades, i can actually remember: this was the first time i learnt the word "pry". it was a storybook of the cartoon (with pictures) for kids. some images really stay with you for a lifetime... when i did that Walt Disney cartoon quiz on facebook and saw the picture of the mice it sort of went through my eyes to my brain and all the way down to my SINO-ATRIAL node. haha i dont know how better to express that. maybe a phrase in spirited away's theme song: "こころおどるゆめ"... in this case it'd be こころおどるきおく - a memory which makes my heart frolick :)

yes, i'm downloading it now. taking longer than i can wait. i realize there are many more things that would grasp my heart and crush my lungs in the same way... a smell, a place, a toy, a song... the smell of churros, a tuckshop, a white spaceship with 8 windows, and the Song of the South.

2008-05-06T06:09:00.000+08:00

sometimes its good to have a little deprivation.

to make u realize that its actually a blessing to have the things you'd normally just look past and take for granted. taiwan wasn't so bad, but the 10 days in the camp where the main cp was set up was enough to induce some homesick sentiments. cuz for all the joy of not needing to go outfield, the bunk was nothing more than just shelter and bathwater.

i think for that case outfield might have offered a better experience. not some half-f experience.

the r&r was ok but contrary to hearsay, Kaohsiung is not really that much more than Dou Liu. the liuho night market stretches a mere street. i could say sg's pasarmalam does better. but anyway of course it was an eye opener. and their Dream Mall owns vivocity big time haha... 10 hectares of mall with an amusement park on the roof.

roc is over. just one more- clmlrlsls - remove the ls - and then ORD is more than a whiff away~

2008-03-29T09:29:00.000+08:00

turning 20 wasn't exactly a happy thing. worse than turning 19 of course... when i entered 2007 and NS i was like "holy crap, i'm an adult"... i happen to fall into the group of people who aren't enthusiastic about growing a year older.

but still, special thanks to mum for the piano (and shirt?),
HQ and bro for having lunch,
and of course andrew mas cherie n iskandar for the crazy outing, shisha and my first GMax experience. haha

there was a quote on a video/TV series that made me realize i'm making a huge mistake:
"i want to have fun and create beautiful memories now so i can treasure them later"

now i'm remunerating on the past and receding into the world of youtube (?! but yeah) and escaping my own life. its really hard to stop living on this drug. like when my com crashed recently i almost went into withdrawal. god knows what i'd do if the online videos suddenly vanished... i think i'll vanish too. i think its the same for everyone out there la, be it anime, tv, movies, games... something to escape to when u think life's just too damn boring.

japanese tv is nice. why can't mediacorp think like them?

2008-03-01T18:29:00.000+08:00

Meet the Spartans was damn funny. many servings of every humour- witty, verbal, satirical, slapstick and parodical (my favourite two hahaha) - pao ka liao. but people may end up not liking it at all if they dont keep their minds open and silently lambast the show for every corny morsel of it. felt damn happy and light watching it haha

been spending some time looking at art by the Impressionists and Post-Impressionists. ever since i started killing time on the com during office hours using MSPaint... i realize im beginning to appreciate or even like the van gogh/monet/maybe seurat style. but my concepts still lie with the surrealists. :)

i'm gonna try an oil on canvas.
never tried before, and anw i have an unused canvas.
once i get the oils, only inspiration would be of the essence. not much of a problem since i stone a lot anyway.

Inspiration can come as a mood, a memory, an emotion, a perspective, a desire, pretty much in any way, at any time... i don't know how the phrase "no inspiration" came about. that's probably just an excuse for not daring to express whatever is on their mind at the time.

being conscious is good for your mind, but being unconscious is good for your soul :)

2008-02-18T06:02:00.000+08:00

i calculated.
my post count now is 178. if i blog once every odd-fortnight from now, my post number 203 will be a very happy, exciting, energetical, lively post. its really damn exhilarating to think of it in weekends and fortnights.

about a year more - sucks
about 11 months more - damn
about 48 weekends more - hmm
24 more fortnights, 24 more blog posts - aHA!

its the same thing i know but call it solopsychotherapy or whatever, it helps me. when you're living in oppression you get very emo and go obsessive-compulsive over that miraculous day called ord. on behalf of all pes Cs/Es.
actually since we're in pes c
= non-operationally fit
= impossible to be operationally ready
= should not waste resources forcing us to do this.

see, one freaking sunday is thrown into the bin - sitting in a small room sleeping/blogging/watching tv/sleeping.

by this December, my nose will only smell ord.
on January 23rd, my tongue will only taste ord.
re-enjoyment is then my own
re-employment is consequential
then i will embark on the climax of my life called university

2008-02-08T05:37:00.000+08:00

happy lunar new yr to everyone and myself!

for those who feel happy, share the happiness;
for those who aren't sure, choose happiness;
and for those who are sad, forget the sadness.

somewhat glad to be able to celebrate two new years... a second new year = a second chance to explore, second chance to relax, second chance to turn over a new leaf, second chance to everything.

once again meeting relatives, sitting there wondering how tradition ensured that we never drift apart for more than a year, looking at the people yakking at me in cantonese and hokkien but not something i'd understand, pretending to respond with a smile and nod of agreement to something i have absolutely no idea about. all i know is they were talking about bak kwa. seeing how cousins whom i knew as little kids change every year cuz they are growing up (pity them. i'd tell them not to be in a hurry to grow up).

going visiting is really like watching a movie. although my movie was quite short. there's an emo soundtrack playing in the air (my air) every Visiting Day of chinese new year.

be happy, be contented, love to be loved, and count your blessings (ang pow money for most).

2008-01-27T14:18:00.000+08:00

taking the mrt can be funny sometimes... totally put me in the right mood for a friday. yest morning as usual i commuted to dover by mrt. somestation shortly after tanah merah this guy (who reminds me of Grawp in HP altho he isnt big-sized) boarded n sat down just like everyone else. after awhile he suddenly started examining something imaginary in his hand, acting like he was a narcissistic person holding a tiny mirror in his fist.

the ac girl whom he sat next to shifted one seat down (thats when i realized there really was something wrong with him.) just before other ppl including one young ahma (abt there lah) sat down unwittingly next to him. then as the train moved off he started talking quietly to himself (not loudly n aggressively like the number 10 / 76 bus guy). he kept doing three things which people dont normally do.

1. he talked to himself. checked - no handsfree set.
2. he kept using his imaginary mirror to smooth his hair.
3. he kept stretching out his arm in front of him n making the no. 3 sign with his 3 middle fingers (no rings nothing) and examining it, smiling, then smoothing his hair again.

when he first did (3.) the young ahma sitting next to him suddenly stared at him from the side. then with that typical kangkor-ahma-look she looked to me cuz i was staring at the guy too. i totally arrm-chio-ed where i was sitting la... the scene including the ahma's face was damn comical. just imagine some crazy weird guy n an ahma with a kangkor face both staring at u for different reasons. too bad i didnt have my n80 with me or else i immediately spycam already la hahaha.

totally made my day.

i think i shall try for architecture... i really dont know what to do. im at a dilemma panema rihanna ahma. ok im gonna admit it now. call me nerd but i really quite love science (and the curiosity of it) to quite an extent. thats why i took trip sci at As even though i never took O lvl bio. BUT i love design too... when i revel in that abstract imagination... its freedom. just that it'll just be the architectural branch of fine arts. some limited.

if only i had the intellect and time to do Double Degree in Engineering Science and Architecture! that's crazy man.

torn between the test tube and the pencil. sigh.

2008-01-11T15:36:00.000+08:00

the first time i tasted xiao long bao. ahha abit late but still, never too late.

went to din tai fung (not exactly sure how u pronounce that) to celebrate dad's bday- chair's treat. according to chair all the dishes ordered were signature. including of course their xiao long bao. so here's what i learnt- the "official" way to eat a small cage packet.

1. use the chopsticks to dip the XLB in the gingered vinegar. ethanoic acid. then put on the spoon.

2. then nibble a hole and drink the juices. hahaha sounds wrong but it's true what

3. place some of the vinegared ginger on the small cage packet.

4. then obviously put it in ur mouth. how ur teeth and tongue play with it is not my problem haha.

i had their chicken noodles. ha sounds overly mundane but it doesnt really look like the one u're imagining now. its totally some unique taste la i just dont know how to describe. ok la im watching a freaky show now simultaneously so i cant blog properly. so anw since i have nothing more to blog abt i shall leave it at this. bye

2008-01-06T15:03:00.000+08:00

time can be really heartless... sometime not too long ago i was grieving 06's farewell. and now it's already 5, 6 days into 08. not that i love being in ns but for my case ns is nothing more than a 8-5 job with minor plusses and minusses. its particularly this carefree life that im not so keen on letting go. to time. Doing what i want at night, blogging, late nights, psp, movies, tennis, running, youtube addictions, going out with absolutely nothing but the outing on my mind (ok maybe a few more things... my ram not tt low)... i definitely can't say that the girls r unfair when they complain about uni. i just diam n look at the incredulous faces of the chiong sua ppl. haha

yes, so thats it. my new year resolution- to cherish this year. what do i have to hate? cherish my 08, savour the taste of exotic work soft play hard life before tasting the work hard play hard of uni. yes the difference is just the work part. its stupid not to play hard.

to all 19s out there
20 is coming.
don't cry for 16... i'm trying not to.

Barcelona :)

2008-01-01T15:59:00.000+08:00

i almost forgot my username. nearly covered with dust from this blog.

just came back from Barcelona... a trip like none other. some different experience. didnt stay in a hotel this time round, stayed in one of those apartments. they dont have flats; the same way they dont have coffeeshops and hawker centres. i think a plog will do cuz a blog would certainly jam the blogger server.

this is what barcelona city looks like. tt building in the middle of the street reminds me of gringotts.

the ground floor n first floor of the apartment block,

and the window view of other apartments...

... and the apartment(the living room).

never judge a book by its cover.

there's something about europe and busking. welcome to La Rambla, their orchard road.

this is a real man. he stays still but moves slowly and elegantly everytime a coin clinks in that bowl.

Parc de la Ciutadella n la Cascada. and my photography nt bad man... just tt got lotsa lampposts. haha

Headlines: Retarded family caught queuing into hedge in front of Parlament de Catalunya-

that bird obviously came from madrid.

either a kid's or some girl's 40-sq-feet paradise. this is in a market though

this is not edited. haha i really jumped off n mimicked the Colon guy in the bg.

revelled in Antoni Gaudi's legacy we did. the whole day.

Casa Battlo;

Sagrada Familia (a huge Catholic church. pity we weren't catholics, we went there for the art but not the piety);

and Parc Guell. a place where u find peace and exhilaration in harmony.

visited Barri Gotic the next day but not sure what's so special to Barcelona about it. looks kind of the average carrer or passeig in Barce city.

small me, the courteous sun n the magnificent entrance- to Palau Nac n Montjuic.
actually the 'u' comes with two dots above it but i dunno how to type that.

somehow reminds me of Howl's Moving Castle's Kingsbury setting.

the plaza outside the Montjuic Olimpic. it was blowing a freaking cold 'breeze'.

Montserrat.
a monastery cum small city on the top of a mountain. its out of barcelona btw.

had to take cable car to the top... to first base - literally. Santa Cova.

of course- this is what a cable car is for

... then took the funicular (like a tram) steeply up to the top. Saint-Joan. theres nth wrong with the cam or the glass, nor is it smoking... it just happens that clouds literally pass by. i was damn happy to breathe clouds again.

before the clouds cleared;
and after.

maybe thats where god really is.

how nice to jump off the edge :D then maybe hangglide to the other side or sth

family photo! definitely keepsake-worth.
we listened to their famous boys choir sing, really quite heavenly, and visited the archway at the center of the front facade of the church, where something very important is usually situated. this is it.

not sure what significance it has but it looks like a lady holding out a spherical thingy which visitors can touch. and she carries a baby i think which does the exact same thing with a smaller ball...

this is some passageway somewhere in the church. i like it alot although i dont know what it means. like some candles for souls, all still brightly alive but bodiless.

montserrat was really a nice place cuz i felt close to the heavens. where man just isn't king. can feel it one.

down to earth and back to idiosyncrasies.

FCBarcelona fans gathering outside the hotel to catch a glimpse of Them.

and they're quite hardcore.

outside the stadium, before the madrid match... haha look at the scarf just beside my ear. it says "ANTIMADRIDISTA"

Q: When does a main road become a lane?

back to universitat (where we stayed). an interesting sight.

that bollard sinks into the ground when a driver puts money into the machine up ahead. unique right

n that wraps up our stay in barcelona... i quite enjoyed it really, though not the last day. what with all tt lugging n running about...

anw i wanna share an art tt some people may never get to appreciate... Sunrise above the clouds. beauty at its finest :)

till again ppl :)

2007-12-13T16:24:00.000+08:00

ok the last time i didnt blog for two weeks.
now i didnt blog for an entire month. eons since.

suddenly had some kinda inspiration to put something down here, and thats about CHAIN mail. now it even transcends email, to facebook and youtube comments. of course i dont blame the people who forward it, i only bear a grudge with the people who created it. whats with the curses? like hello man, this is singapore, not some egyptian pyramids... i saw one damn good reply somewhere on youtube which went my mum should have been dead 5 hours ago but she isn't. how i wanna tell those people that.

im ok with the ones that sympathetically ask people to forward so that some company would pay 3 cents towards the medical fees (honestly not even sure whether thats true). or if its just nice or informative, so that i'd forward it even without the imperative.

something to catch my breath (or take it away again).
i'll be overseas from this fri night until christmas morning... so try not to sms or call yea. unless u dont mind making trunk calls or sms.

ive become an official addict... of my psp and Heroes. haha

and my half month holiday has to be punctuated by the 27th and 28th. damn!

2007-11-17T15:02:00.000+08:00

wow. haven't blogged for like what, two weeks... although time is completely on my side.

just that i have other- er- obligations, indulgences and idiosyncrasies to ration my time to. especially since i've just modded the psp, its starting to follow me everywhere i go. well... until boredom hits! haha

dad just came back from mumbai. lotsa funny experiences over there.
their prata is called paratha which tastes blander than shit, there's one famous star Amita Bajan who appears in every advertisement, and his 3-floor terrace house is considered a tourist attraction because the rest of the residences nearby are slums.

and lastly dad brought back a bottle of ENO from his apartment cuz he didn't use it.

looks normal... but on the reverse,

it says there
INGREDIENTS (per 5g): SVAJIKSARA (SHUDH) 2.94g, NIMBUKAMLAM (SHUSHKAM) 2.06g

hahah i can just imagine this guy saying it.

HAHAHA i dont even know why i took a pic of this guy last time. thats the S01 class tee btw.
and i dont dare take the ENO

sigh... what timing. dar leaves just as jema returns, and i leave just as he comes back, and i return on christmas day which may well be halfway into the class chalet, if there is.

but no doubt, i sure am looking forward to enjoying the spanish christmas coming with my family :)

2007-11-07T15:18:00.000+08:00

a date with mom. mum.

dad was invited to a UniSIM alumni movie event for two at vivomax, but since he's in Mumbai, I went with my mum. there was quite a spread too (aha!) what with the mix of east and west... including mini-soon kueh and walnut brownies. been a long time since i spent time out with my mum, other than dinners at the meepok stall. not that i've just read For One More Day and want some kind of proactive justification. its because my dad had the tickets, and the book's (thanks dar/eugene) made me realize that it's really stupid to think of an outing with my mum as something only a mama's boy does. and i most definitely do not have the oedipus complex.

Stardust was not bad, i quite like the fantasy part (as i usually do) but what i didnt like was the occasional quips and remarks that sort of jerk you back to earth and affirms that this is a film, remember! it can't be real. so in the end it turns out to be something like a comedy (yeah there were enough funny parts) with a poke of fantasy. my completely subjective rating: 3/5.

then watched UNREST with t4 the next day. quite a weird consensus considering it was initially a choice between a family show or a fantasy show. ended up watching a horror flick. i still can't really forget the cadaver's face. argh! how come they don't have Delete Temporary Files for the brain.

the day after is Deepavali (Happy Advanced Deepavali(?) to all!) and a long weekend... then after that i'll probably be looking forward to December leave period :)

2007-10-23T14:21:00.000+08:00

red and yellow and pink and green;

purple and orange and blue.

some songs just stand out more than others. i dont like songs just because they are nice. i like a song because it makes me binge on memories. not romantic memories or sentimental memories; just memories. like, soledad by westlife gets me picturing myself n bro in dad's car making a u-turn to dunearn road, getting ready for tkd lesson at raffles town club.

or lately- i swear by all 4 one is stuck in my head cuz whenever i hear it, im sitting with my sis again in front of the old fan, holding a small card with the lyrics on it (belonged to our maid at tt time), singing into the fan... fascinated by the whirring effect of the fan on our voices.

or Disney's Song of the South - otherwise known as zip-a-dee-doo-dah. leaves me stoning for minutes reminiscing Brer Rabbit, Brer Fox, and the Zip-A-Dee-Lady of DL's Splash Mountain. god... the more i think of that place..... i think if i ever went back there i'd be so happy my face would change, my clothes would get too big for me, and i'd be me the last time i was there... small, heckish, and running all about.

bro, me, and cous. :)

just feeling dreamy again cuz im listening to songs.

oh yeah and
HAPPY (belated)BIRTHDAY JEMA!
haha today only then wish u cuz only today then i blog... got decode it anot hahaha

went to mind cafe with t4. damn long nv go there alr... anw it was still fun like some hor fun... then Mloclam joined us for dinner hahahaha made the dinner so much more funny... what with all the suanning him...

till next time!

2007-10-17T14:34:00.000+08:00

i saw a scene on the mrt today. minor but no less mindful.

as usual the mrt is sardine at peak hours. so a group of either lucky or kiasu ppl would be sitting, the rest of the 80% of the commuters standing. since i wasn't wrinkled enough and didn't board from jurong east or boon lay, i was standing. somewhere along the way, an old couple suddenly appeared among the standers. then this happened in one go -

a young lady gave up her seat to the old man. the man sat down, only to stand up after a moment to let his wife sit. the old lady sat, only to get up after a moment to let an older woman (more wrinkled n droopy look) sit. then a lady down the row, seeing the friendly exchanges decided to be friendly too and got up to let the old man (who was nearer to her) sit. the old man motioned to his wife to sit, and only after the wife had sat down did the person to the right stand up to let the old man sit.

in Singapore everyone knows it is right- no, correct- to offer your seat to someone who needs it more than you do. honestly when i give up my seat to an elder, a pregnant woman, or a mother with kids (yes i stereotype on purpose), what goes through me is not complete empathy but duty-boundliness (i dont know if theres such a word but u get my drift). ok u can blame it on the education system or whatever, i'm not delving into that.

Remember! Please offer your seats to someone who needs it more than you do! The sign isn't there for nothing! Read and take note please!

The Pesky Cluck

2007-10-11T13:50:00.000+08:00

part of a series of numerous short stories from a book popular with girls, called These Crap Two Years (numerous authors - most of whom are operationally ready boys).
This especially goes out to anyone who wishes to read a twisted chapter from the same book, and esp to my bro. Unfortunately it has to be as outright plain and retarded as it is.

There was once a rooster named Cluck. At the start of the chicken year, Cluck was forcefully shoved into a coop/pen together with thousands others who obviously want to live the Chicken Run dream. The majority were laboured everyday, forced to lay eggs and other random shit that would tire their asses out. However, Cluck was missing an eyeball. Hence he was part of a splinter group where every chicken was either one giblet short, one eye blind, had a feather short or some other random problem. They call this group Pesky.

Because of their problems, the Peskies were only forced to lay one egg every day instead of 6. They weren't thin enough to dismiss exploitation for eggs; neither were they fat enough for the slaughterhouse. The farmers couldnt bother forcing them to lay another egg, so after they had lain an egg they would go back to their barn and await feeding time. So during their barntime, they slept, chewed on snacks like kept worms, played with the worms like pets, and utilized other random shit to entertain themselves.

All chickens, after 7 chicken weeks in that particular coop, undergo natural selection and evolve into dogs.

Finally, the Peskies were deported away to random places. Pesky Cluck was initially deported to a ghetto-style military security camp as a burglar-watchdog whose leash was to be superglued to his neck after orientation. However, before orienteering could complete, Cluck ran away and was caught and deported again, this time to a family household of farmers who kept about 6 other dogs.

There was a site in the household where their pet spider's web was. The household butler was called Adobe. Thus, Cluck was trained to maintain the web site and also to work with Adobe, along with other errands that the farmers wanted. Sometimes, Cluck had to stay overnight in the household guard's room, where the guard usually watches the TV and surfs Facebook.

But most importantly, Pesky Cluck had no leash nor muzzle.

Pesky Cluck often thinks about his mates in the majority at the coop. After 9 weeks, they evolve from dogs to horses. Many become magnificent Pegasuses and Unicorns, but from the stories Cluck listens to, most of them (especially when they are rounded by a Tiger) are bridled, straddled and often mistaken for camels or oxen.

On behalf of all Peskies.

2007-10-06T13:50:00.000+08:00

i dont know if i mentioned this here before. but there's this mynah (literally the bird, not... something else.) i see every weekday at dover mrt, on the way to camp. and its a stupid bird. cuz its at the bottom of the mrt station building, then it crosses the road, up the curb, and hops up the stairs. like what's wrong with using his wings?! and it doesnt take the escalator when its just beside... really birdbrained. got the brain of a bird. either that or it's so intelligent that it's taunting the wingless humans sitting at the bus stop. basket.

Balls of Fury was nice, funny on the whole, esp the anticlimax parts... the rest was just filler humour. thats what i think la. im still waiting for another big comedy that'll shake me more than White Chicks or Bruce almighty.

Ali G -
FBI Interview

hahaha

and i read the Alchemist again... what am i doing, i havent even started on Hallows! but anyhow, that book again left me with inspiration, thought, answers, imagination... and sadly I realized I've forgotten my Personal Legend.

"When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."

2007-09-24T13:08:00.000+08:00

ttt is over. its back to normalcy. but i cannot exude complacence. cuz the last time i did, normalcy was snatched away from me again.

magazine design turned out quite well, heard the three-crab was somewhat impressed. yeah man haha maybe i become his PA then get promoted to ossifer sia! hahaha dont stop me dreaming now.

went to watch Legerdermain Magic Competition on sat. quite cool la the magic performances... some were very professional, some were personal, some were funny... sadly a few of them screwed up, end effects of which i heard were supposed to be very impressive. i think my favourite scene (act) was no.9, he kept conjuring coca-cola vintages with the "Always Coca-Cola" song playing. eventually there was a whole tray of coke bottles in front of him. power. haha

then headed to holland v to have zi char (dunno how to spell) at the whatsitsname coffeeshop with a nice slanting (literally) ambience. relac ah!

hung out at erdinger's until late, n when cpt adrian n his magic gang came, hung out till even later cuz we had more card magic in our face, up close and personal, free of charge. we want the magic, they want an audience. complementary haha. met justin, my aep senior- he's in the s'pore magic circle too. haha small world lah.

watched the invasion today... its a horrorless hardcore-thrilling thriller... it makes ur heart pulse likes crazy but doesnt make u force urself to peel ur eyes off the screen just because of horrific scenes, and thats gd... the story n concept was quite gd, but i think it'd have been bttr if they included a human-alien showdown. so's to say, there sorta wasn't any climax. although ur heart gets an almost constant action potential (Na-K pumps act, sodium influx, potential of neurone axon rises from -65mV to 40mV, ok enough) thruout the show.
so, i can't rate it.

anyone can rewrite the history of his future, and i think it's time to do so.

2007-09-18T14:48:00.000+08:00

realize its getting abit stagnant here, so im creating some ripples. to keep the mosquito larvae away.

last two saturdays were interesting! the previous sat us trackers gathered again. 17 of us, from 04 and 05 batches. some ppl pangseh-ed of course, but 17 was good enough. had dinner at Essential Brew at holland v. sort of a miss clarity's cafe sorta thing but they had better food, cosiness n ambience (apart frm the overcrowded bday party eating into our space). quite funny cuz we actually ate n hung there till 10 plus.

after that we decided to not go home yet. why waste the company haha.. so we had a fun alcoholic night at balcony. of course we dont belong to the group of people who believe there's such a thing called drunk... cuz there isnt. alcohol just makes ur face hot n red (esp me) and does nothing to ur mind. whether or someone wants to exploit the presence of alcohol as an excuse is up to the person. maybe its just cuz it makes ur face, ears, throat n stomach a little ticklish (read: euphemism for uncomfortable) so we become a little more heck abt what people think of our actions.

thats just what i think.

and last saturday, 17 05S01ers gathered at desiree's house for a bbq dinner. and for me it was after a bbq lunch during my unit's 3rd anniversary event in the day. but it wasn't much difference cuz i was doing sai kang for the most part. somehow it was really quite relaxing sitting by the poolside fountain with my class, not needing to care abt anything except talking n laughing. and basket mloclam didn't come.

then ironically... the more fun part of the night came when everybody left. only us t4 stayed nearby so we remained in des's house n played uno stacko n daidee(?) with des until 130am. dunno y we were all damn high, kept laughing all night. until the next morning eugene had shoulder aches. damn hiong haha. i think its her floor... haha i dunno lar. it was almost like a half-chalet in every sense.
told ya alcohol was just an excuse.

more i hope.

and i'd like to give a toast to Facebook, cheers for this cyber drug! haha!

things on my mind now:
this week's course video production rush on thurs.
driving BTT.
Deathly Hallows. why the heck havent i read it yet?!
weekends.

half pastsicks

2007-09-04T05:39:00.000+08:00

damn.

i just woke up from a short doze-off in front of the com screen. and guess what i dreamt- a complete stranger who looks a cross between malay and italian was strangling me the way homer simpson does bart. its crazy... forty winks with a meaningless scene.

taking off feels super shiok man. walking out in the afternoon, feeling blissful tt the weekend comes half a day early... mon is off too, n half day off on weds, n the whole day off next fri! its a gd week :)

was just video surfing on youtube... thanks to the Related tab in youtube. and currently, im undergoing... temperamental torment. nostalgia so strong it's nauseating. withdrawal from the drug called memory. sometimes i can just smell a particular pastry i had for packed lunch when i was pri 1, then memories of pri sch, the hall, the canteen and the whole scene will omni-materialize in front of my eyes.

when u try to remember your primary school days, your sec sch days, your sec 3 camp, your orientation camps, something in particular u really longed so much for last time but couldn't get, school life, school uniform, the first three months, mass dance, saturday funfair, cca, after-school hangouts, all the fun... and then u crash back to the reality tt all that is past and 18 (and school) really is over, it actually can get quite nauseating.

18-20 is the transition. the official welcome to hell. there's only one more stop... university. just one last taste of fun, one last aftertaste of school.

then we officially call ourselves adults...

18 and 24 are the sweetest poisons.
the end of school and the end of youth.

2007-08-27T13:23:00.000+08:00

at last course is over. no more possibilities of staying over sleeping late and sleeping cramped on some office chairs. but i have to say i sorta miss the Heroes and the Return of the King in the Ops Centre. hah. back to mess breakfasts in the morns, soccer after runs on tues and fris, reaching camp at 745, and getting out at 540! its an addiction kinda thing. drugs n smokes were never good but they get ppl hooked. thats what pes c is - a drug. ahah

this is totally normal but i somehow just wanna pen (key) it down... simpanged again yest, after a seemingly long hiatus... but this time at some new asian fuse grill or sth liddat. abit underdressed but who cares, we're heartlanders! haha not bad the food... all that Restoran Kampong needed was a facelift.

today is the day i found something to look forward to every yr for the next few years. The AHM.

ran the 12k... the only time every year when u can run in the middle of the expressway amongst thousands others- a droplet in an ocean... but abit sad tt this time i wasnt really well prepared nor on form... firstly, i forgot to get a receipt for the taxi ride. ok no link but nvm. then i forgot to wear the watch i brought so i couldnt time my run. then i forgot i shouldnt have too much of a breakfast. then my shoes n socks ganged up on me to give me 2 blisters (i shouldnt get blisters i dunno y i think its more of the socks?). then cuz of everything i failed to not stop running. i broke at 8k-plus. damn sian. promise, i'll do better nxt yr :D

oh. and a minute of silence for CPT Ho and his spirit for sport.

Cute, funny, fine movie. 4/5!

The word Ratatouille comes from "touiller," which means to toss food. Ratatouille originated in the area around present day Nice. It was, originally, a poor farmers dish, prepared in the summer with fresh summer vegetables. The original Ratatouille Nicoise did not contain eggplant (which would not have been available during the same time period as the other vegetables used). Instead, it used only zucchini (courgettes), tomatoes, green and red peppers, onion, and garlic. The dish known today as Ratatouille adds eggplant to that mixture.

2007-08-20T07:25:00.000+08:00

ok i'll give both Rush Hour 3 and License to Wed a thumbs-up. but i think Rush Hour 3 is alot better... carter's mouth is really one hell of a machine gun. and humorously irritating. and 3's better than 1 and 2 in terms of humour and action, the 2 things that make up a Rush Hour. haha. License To Wed is a light hearted romantic comedy- laughed the most at the old babies... FREAKIN SPASTIC AND WRINKLED HAHAHA!!!

ClMlRlSlS course has started, but i cant say anything here. just tt the office is gonna be quite busy this period. actually not too bad for me haha.. the specs get the bulk of it. overnight in the office was quite fun but abit hard to sleep... watched the first few episodes of Heroes, courtesy of "la Capitaine Adriano" haha all the things associated with the military must warp abit... or else tio kan. now i have the whole of season 1 haha... but its a tad draggy. like as if it faithfully followed a good book... every paragraph, every chapter.

my to do list........ punctuated by my desire to switch on the computer and stay on it for hours.

1. read OOTP, HBP and DH
2. complete jema's portrait
3. reread The Alchemist
4. read a Sidney Sheldon again.

i think i'll nv reach 4 unless i cut my computer cable haha. but thats the way it is.

been laughing timelessly in front of the com screen.
Just search madtv on Youtube... madtv is seasonal hilarity man

oh ya and happy bday eric! dunno whether u'll see this but just watch this lah. reduce some stress

HAHAHA gangsta fight

The World - Dubai

2007-08-11T06:56:00.000+08:00

paradise rewritten.

give me some tips on how to rob a bank, thanks :)

2007-08-10T10:18:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday Singapore :D
found this somewhere on the net... i think its quite heartwarming haha.
Marina Bay has a cooling weather, all the laojiat-ness of the parade, and a reason to go home late... just tt im not there. shit. haha

recently watched this with bro- Life is Beautiful. its an old italian show about this care lair fair guy who lives life for the moment n in the later part gets sent to a German concentration camp. its a true story recounted by someone in the show who's not him (the realization makes it more beautiful). i think its nice... first half slapstick romantic comedy, second half emo struggle for his wife n son. great movie for anyone who wants tears of either laughter or sorrow.

i must be crazy. while watching the parade on tv i was hoping the helicopter hovering near the water surface would suddenly Transform

2007-08-06T13:10:00.000+08:00

omg. the maid zhao-ed. what the heck?! this morning as i left the house for breakfast with 4b ppl at pp i realized the gate was unlocked n ajar. i went to the back to find the maid. dammit, she wasn't anywhere! her bags n everything she took with her... except her passport - its still with mum. crazy maid... we never even hit her nor even scolded her- she was just homesick. wth man. lucky she's not a 18-yr-old singaporean male liable for bmt. confirm kena recourse.

went to chevrons again with john jj n jiayuan. i was abit shocked when my baileys irish cream 'on the rocks' came. for 6 SGD, i got like what, 10 ml of stuff to drink, excluding the ice. n i thot cappucino was ex enough! all i can say is tt it was easy on my tongue, difficult on my throat, and im not ordering it again unless its free.

i recently got an oldie stuck in my head. originally by the Bee Gees, resung by Faith No More.

I Started A Joke

met desiree the other day at tanah merah n saw yz after we had some balls 'n' chicks (quote) with lynette at ikea yest. sigh.. all the girls either have already started uni or are starting soon... n us guys still have to bear with another yr plus of ns. i wont say its irrelevant or useless cuz i know that statement can be easily challenged. i'd say its something i (we) Don't really Like nor Want. esp at an age like 19.

flamboyant National Day is arriving. how i long to be part of the audience again... esp this year. but unfortunately that has yet to be since eons ago.

2007-07-31T13:51:00.000+08:00

went to catch The SIMPSONS Movie last fri... laughed so damn hard la. Homer Simpson is really one helluva dumb idiot.. just watching this movie made me wanna watch all the simpsons episodes frm season 1... haha i now have a favourite cartoon. now western australians can welcome me to the simpsons fanatic club!

DA
DA DA DA DA
DA DA DA
DA DA DA DA

after hearing eugenes flatter of han's pastries i suddenly feel like eating some apple crumble or strudel. too bad didnt carry on to hans on sat haha... but im not so much into apple pie though. i know.. some screwed palate i have but what the heck. then now i start thinking of Mind's hot cold chocolate dessert. wah piang cant wait to go there again dammit.

someone tell me more about Devhook? cuz i - er - Don't Have The Time to go SimLim find out more ah... n im nt in the mood to go buy games now. neither am i in the mood to burn some more bucks off on some game.

looking forward (currently) to three things: reading The Last Book (honestly i dont give a shit if i know the end now, i just wanna read it lah), and...

23 January 2009.

Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place

2007-07-22T14:10:00.000+08:00

damn nice damn nice... loved the effects but a wee bit exhaustive. Severus "Legilimens!" Snape is damn cool, the Weasley twins have Attitude!, Hermione and Luna are swans (sorry Cho), Voldemort and his DEs are real evil, Dolores Umbridge is worse, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore's Got Style, and Harry Potter really looks like a father. Oops, i mean- his father.

yesterday had some happy hour at the mess again... pooling and table soccer-ing with forfeit (wad else but pumping). heng i caught the last train back.

and today marc bro woke up early in the morning to collect the Deathly Hallows n yet according to him he's the last one to collect. wth man...
im gonna devour it once marc finishes with it. i dunno but i feel like reading the series frm book one again first... but i dont have the patience to try getting hold of the books. jk rowling is really a powerful witch. her hp books r really the kind i'd hate to put down... all i know is tt everytime i turn the last page i feel like dying, then for the next few days i'll go into withdrawal... now its really the last book, i hope by some magic i'll never reach the end. i think i'll just go cold turkey, start using my dreams to get back into that world, and maybe forget abt wakin' up.

yes, there's a new drug in town... it just takes the form of a book, not a pill. now i'm glad to know there are at least 325 million other escapists in the world. :D

draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.

2007-07-16T01:06:00.000+08:00

had another unit cohesion last fri... this time alot more fun cuz its just our branch alone- everyone knows everyone else.

so had 4k run in the morning then soccer- some serious Revenge! haha. at abt 12noon everyone met at some Guilin (probably chinese) restaurant in this CDANS thingy somewhere in the west... had a 9 course lunch, i think also to celebrate 3ppls bdays. Just in case... Happy Bday Mr Teo, WO Lee & Samuel!

played LaserQuest after lunch... quite shiok hahaha... the last time i played was damn long ago la. what with the UV light n the dark 'battlefield'... nobody gave a shit abt the rules la. cover the sensors, running n shouting n getting abit violent. but one thing although its aircon... with the equipment on, u'll just come out of the arena damp with sweat.

after that went to shoot some air rifle- or air pistol they call it... but anw its a rifle lah. 10m target. i did quite well for a pes c excused live firing hahaha... got a 96/100! (10 shots.) A*star know! quite fun but after while abit cramp cuz of the shooting position. its not proning, its some weird twisted position that probably wouldnt let ur food digest properly.

so that was officially the end of the Cohesion at 4pm but almost everyone followed up with the drinking session at some bar in orchard. ok i take back my word abt not drinking ever again... cuz the last time was bad company who forced liquor down my throat. this time it was very relaxed, just drink as i wanted, play retarded 5/10 game with drunk regulars and nsfs... quite fun really. but i still keep my word abt alcohol not tasting nice. its still the soda/coke/green tea tt makes it bearable. but the fun is worth the heck of a taste if u get my drift.

n that was it for friday. haha

my favourite webpage at the moment.
we're not alone, we're not the centre of the universe, and Nature is a better artist than any other :)

Lasse Gjertsen

2007-07-09T06:39:00.000+08:00

HAHA this guy rocks my socks man... if ur feeling a bit down then take a few minutes to watch this professional musician.
click the stop button to stop the background music first then watch

Stop Motion Drums n Piano

Hyperactive - Stop Motion Beatboxing

2007-07-08T14:05:00.000+08:00

some unit outing... on mon after parade at where else but the bloody place, my unit n parent unit had an excursion of sorts to Artillery Institute. we got to sit in the simulation arti gun n fire. too bad the round didnt really fly out of the gun... so sadly there wasnt any destruction. but the arti cannons were quite cool la... look like can Transform kind.

then we went to old ford factory- its a museum not a factory- to appreciate military history. of course i couldnt appreciate it actually. i can appreciate a painting but not really militia n politics... summore i pes c. wth man. so we only spent awhile there before going to vivo to watch Die Hard 4.0- a somewhat exaggerated, incredible but nonetheless brawlish actionpacked movie. one man took on a helicopter, an F22(?), n countless bodyguards n assassins with at most a gun to begin with... three-half for me. but i'd sure like to know how to carry out a Firesale.

n there was another visit yesterday... to Sembawang Air Base this time. i actually came within metres of an Apache n even sat inside a Chinook! (the one they use to fly the flag during ndp.) haha i imagined owning a private military helicopter... shiok man anytime can fly anywhere i want n blast the living daylights out of anything i want... like some GTA ahhaha

argh shit i missed 07:07:07 07/07/07. i spent tt moment on the shores of dreamland... does tt mean anything?

n tampines mall is officially sardine. breathing space is limited to a 1-metre-radius. so go there at ur own risk of claustrophobia... looks like town would be the better choice nowadays...

2007-07-02T12:54:00.000+08:00

the week was quite ok... played tennis with chair at some bedok. n LOOK HERE bedok tennis courts suck. n the woman in charge of the bookings n all that also sucks. she overcomplains in hope of seeking justification when what customers really want is for her to stop yakking n hurry up. ok i shall not slam the courts nor the government.

i shall just describe it. the court ground is weathered, revealing the bitumen or whatever coarse material it is beneath. the courts are surrounded by lots of grass n trees, so the floodlights attract the lovely flying ants who affectionately decide to sink their puny teeth into the skin of my neck and hands. so much for company.

n i think its time i regripped n restringed my racket. shit i forgot my tension.

been visiting bugis quite alot lately... not a bad place i think. the crowd isn't like some tampines yet not ulu like desert. just nice... like marina. anyway the GSS is officially closed... n i totally didn't make use of it one bit. wth man... ah heck it.

TRANSFORMERS is damn nice... damn cool... cooler than spiderman cooler than silver surfer cooler than any other show i watched. i dunno how else to describe this super action-packed show by michael bay/steven spielberg. i dont care im giving it 5/5 man. haha

A L L - S P A R K - L O C A T E D .
haha its my best show this year man.

before Order of the Phoenix.

2007-06-25T06:34:00.000+08:00

been feeling abit lacklustre throughout the week... n not only that, i merely passed ippt. and that sucks... plunged my whole weekend into a basin of sian-ness.

but on a lighter note, chair's come back! n dad's back too!
but on a darker note, darren(vs) left for taiwan for a yr. ns is really screwing up all the lives of 19 n 20-yr old singaporean guys man.
but on a lighter note, there was s01 outing on sat!
but on a darker note, the turnout was quite a turnoff.
and on a darker note, Miss Clarity Cafe's was in general a letdown. but at least now we know.
but on a lighter note, we hung out at tcc till quite late!
and on a lighter note, the tcc slacking made me feel the outing wasn't quite wasted after all. (though i think it may have been for eugene hahah)

saw the TPJC MV on youtube... its quite nice but the starting part of the song could've at least been sung better n clearer. n i think the animated stuff wasn't really necessary. sort of contaminated the otherwise quite professional video.

watching the video, i felt somewhat foolish... that i didnt enjoy the whole of my JC life. when i moved from aj to tpjc in '05, i was down in the dumps n lamenting my life for getting myself into this jc. cuz i went from temasekpri to vs to aj n then to tpjc.. sort of a bitter pill to swallow, for someone who (i admit) was quite biased against neighbourhood schools n drew a fine line between. yes i know better now.:) being a victorian i wanted very much to go to vj but i couldn't n i somehow just couldn't get over it. not until j2, when i started to warm up to jc life... but by then, i realized i only had half a year to go before a lvls arrived n the ministry of enjoyment would wind up. of course... i only can say sorry to myself.

go and catch a falling star
get with child a mandrake root
tell me where all past years are
or who cleft the devil's foot
teach me to hear the mermaids singing
or to keep off envy's stinging
and find
what wind serves to advance an honest mind.

2007-06-19T13:27:00.000+08:00

i want his board, dammit. i wanna b an astronaut now, then fly to a nebula or wait in space for a supernova, then abandon ship n jump into the Power Cosmic! haha i give it 3 1/2 planets out of 5, mainly cuz they couldnt bother to recreate Galactus... n galactus isn't a thundercloud!

my first time to chevrons... wasnt a gd first impression unfortunately. its a nice place as i saw on the way in, but we went straight to the ktv pub. the tobacco in the air didnt really help... n the fact of the day: the waitresses r imported not from America, not from China, not from any other place u'd even think of importing foreign talent from, but - lo n behold, Philippines. The young lady didnt understand what "Is the pool table spoilt?" meant.

n HENG ar i managed to refuse beer. after succumbing to a string of things before that. hey, i know whats the diff between 'can' n 'cannot' ok.

sentosa was sort of a disaster cuz of the weather... played vball rained and shined at the wrong times... in the end i just relived childhood playing with the sand n the waves. and beached debris. making a wall/fortress of sorts with a bottle cap as a company logo.

Hills Have Eyes is Damn boring, n then Damn exciting, or thrilling, more like. disc 1 is filled with talking n disc 2 is filled with suspense, thrill, shock, gore n brutality. haha dont ask me where i watched it. u can guess it in 2 tries.

2007-06-14T13:22:00.000+08:00

the JPEGs n AVIs has already been invented;
the MP3s n WAVs have already been invented;
when are they going to invent something that can record smells? when r they gonna capture experiences?

and when are they gonna invent an emotion-capturing device? or a dreamcorder?

i dunno whats wrong with me... feeling quite sleepy now cuz im in the ops room. in any case guess what... i was disinclined to acquiesce to his request but i ended up not being disinclined enough. thats how i landed up here now. Someone please teach me how to say no. a jc classmate once remarked that i never say no... im starting to wonder whether i was right then to laugh it off. i mean for serious parts, as in not counting the way i say No to my bro tt kind. wah lao. but for now it doesnt really affect me cuz he says he'll confirm do one for me next month. i'm gonna see how.

n now tt i said it i just remembered. in the resource centre's Temporary Loan Book got one guy's rank/name LTC Wah See How... hahahah the parents abit the thanks know... so like something i'd say in a conversation- "wah... see how first la" or sth liddat rite haha... shenyean once told me mj had a guy called Ming Soon... sounded totally normal until he told me his surname was Kam. hahah dunno whether he talking cock anot.

okok sry sry i apologize... my name also no meaning la k... what Bra flows far into a dragon (sounds liddat in chinese la... but then again my chinese abit cmi)

lClMlRlCl stands for Chaogeng, Malingering & Relaxing Cooperative... where there can only be two Words of the Day- Physiotherapy and M.A. (Medical Appointment). wah lao eh asthma, knees, back all got MA... now even got such thing as excused formation duty (read: slack in Ops Room until get economy class syndrome n sian of internet)... hmm maybe i should go get my Ear checked... maybe Its Overflowing with Wax and Infection is Setting In! OMG! i can't hear what i'm saying! I need... a Medical Appointment!

2007-06-12T13:43:00.000+08:00

caught this on sat. cool... as always. would've given it a half star-short of full five if not for basket jeff who called me halfway through the show

"eh bryan where r u arh... y u not in camp? warrant pancha looking for u"

in the end he just wanna know what nice food the east has... tamade like tamago... lost me 5 min of the movie (tts quite alot for a movie know... abt the same as visiting the loo halfway through.)

while us Thyroxine was walkin in marina square b4 tt we met weitian n AhPok n their group.. but tk nt there forgot y alr alamak. they suddenly came out of some boutique - shoppers milking the GSS for all its worth haha... cant believe i never at all made use of this wonderful government effort. havent bought anything under the gss yet... hmm

and House of the Dead 4 is all the rage now... ppl just keep trying to get past The Lovers. hahaha what a crap name for an overgrown tarantula...

n today... i got momentary stupefaction on the mrt. i went to tampines to eat, then on the way back i met LYDIATANTAN on the mrt with her sis malvina. i stunned for some seconds then i realized tt she already came back yesterday haha. they were going to vch for a concert... only had time from tampines to tanah merah to chat... n she seemed eager to find out abt 01ers, so S01 WHEN R WE MEETING AGAIN?? this weekend?

oh yeah n i read Who Moved My Cheese? (recommended to me by eugene recommended to whom by his sgt). there's a treasure of a lesson to be learnt frm it... it basically told me sth i never realized before. but the wisdom aside, there's nt much to imagine lah... it keeps things simple, working solely on character-building; doesnt engage alot of the brain nor the heart nor the mind's eye (unfortunately the thing i want most from a book). but anw thats the purpose of the book, as for most such books too... so i dunno y i said tt load of crap.

my fellow resource clerk sam is MIA most of the time, hasnt touched the website since i touched it, somehow proffers his part of resource to me, n now asks me to stand in for his overnight stint as duty clerk, for which he would thence be unable to repay me one next month.

I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request. - quoted from Captain Barbossa

2007-06-06T12:27:00.000+08:00

one for friday
its a good show in fact...
all abt the psychology. or maybe just my psychology. cuz it offers nothing mundane n everything mystical, in the disney way.
damn i like how they came back from world's end... philoso-conceptual...
up is down.
not sunset, but sundown

n one for sunday
super corny n maisy yet still funny... in the typical shrek's random/ all-at-once/ anticlimax/ spoofy kinda humour. n the story's plot actually unravels! if ur down in the dumps this show should put the smile back in u :D

yo, ho

haul together

hoist the colours high.

heave ho

thieves n beggars

never say we die.

i was in a half-sized car n dad was driving up a HDB staircase with a low ceiling. i was some kancheong spider n yet he was like "dont worry lah, i told u can already..." n surprisingly he manoeuvred it, slowly, all the way to the dead end at the top n parked it there. n somehow we could still get out easily. i walked down the stairs, heard some sound tt was damn irritating, then nxt thing i realized it was my freaking alarm clock. what a weird dream...

haha this is my portrait of yuezhi's colleague's daughter. my first ever portrait... done using two saturdays of formation duty. couldn't figure out exactly what kinda hairclip was tt so i changed it... n i think i unlocked the skill to drawing hair hahha (straight/wispy style sorry.) all it takes is a mixture of 3B,HB, a lil' confidence n patience. n i also realized i made the jacket a tad oversized. dammit hahaha but anw its a first lah so can close one eye (i normally open both n put toothpicks to prevent them frm closing one). but its still unfinished. gonna add a few more childish touchups to it before i Fixatif it :D yeah man woohoo!

I hate alcohol.

2007-06-02T02:33:00.000+08:00

i never drank more than half a shot of alcohol (excluding champagne) in my entire life... so u can rightfully call me a noob- a serious noob at tt yet on wed nite i went overboard. went to O Bar with some of my platoonmates n got into some serious shit... not as in fight or what... some serious shit to my health. so for anyone out there who's interested in what an overboard first experience feels like pls read on.

firstly i dunno wads so nice abt alcohol. the taste simply sucks (to me tt is). they'll put like a shot of the alcohol into a cup with ice then fill it up with another normal drink, then they call it something else. anyhow lar

ok first when i went in i had the standard free drink- the one with sprite... i dunno the name... i was quite thirsty so i felt ok. then wayne ordered 3 more jugs, which meant 3 more cups for me. some redbull one, another one i think its some mary dunnowhat (?), n i forgot the 3rd one is what. Four cups! but surprisingly on the 4th cup i still felt normal... only a few minutes after tt my ears suddenly felt super hot n like got air pressure liddat (the kind when ur on the plane). thats when i knew i was abnormal alr.

we went out for awhile to look for chenyang n scott. after tt when we went back in, wayne &%!&#%)#!Q%* went to get one more jug n final-ed it with a freaking tequila shot for everyone. 5 cups + 1 tequila shot is enough to get many veterans off alr, wadya think it did to me... awhile after tt i went to the toilet n puked. until there was nothing left to puke n yet i still puked air, if u know what i mean... in the process my nose even bled. my throat was sore n damn dry. and to top it all the bitter taste lingered there like a poison attack. went out of the bar n rested there for a long time before i went home.

experience? u bet it was man... oh ya n not to mention. when i was in the restroom i didnt recognise the face in the mirror. looked like something out of a horror flick.

well i've had my first and last booze. a sip of champagne like at mums bday party, thats ok. clubbing + frens - alcohol thats still ok. going for "a few drinks" thats not tehping, over my freaking dead n buried body man.

lunching at siglap food centre n pooling at parkway yesterday suddenly seemed so much more heavenly haha. went to meet mum n dad at suntec too- for what else but Sitex! i could've almost gotten an apple notebook frm dad but wth man apple doesnt have a booth there. n there was no time to go look at every other reseller's booth.

n suntec's foodrepublic now is very nicely ambienced. but only one thing... No Meaning sia. eating in an antique library. no link...

SevenOhFive - Skid Marks. saw this on youtube... its damn funny hahahahah

2007-05-29T14:55:00.000+08:00

may's going off; into june... n im starting branch duty in june!! dammit.

ok now samuel n me officially took over the website from jiabin. planning to introduce some flash into it... if got time that is. nowadays almost all webs got flash in it, pure HTML's kinda boring. at least the banner put in flash la.

can't believe singapore's welfarism... i nv knew there was such a thing as Eat-Dinner-With-Ur-Family Day. all govt employees knock off at least an hr early every last fri of the month. haha! wth... but I Like It! yeah man i think we shud also have eat lunch with ur family day, n have tea with ur family day. then repeat also for relatives, distant relatives, friends, old friends blah blah until all workdays r Eat-Something-With-Someone Day :D

hung out with rey dar n muz on sat... actually wanted to watch some movie but ended up eating n talkingcock at bk n starbucks. the starbucks at raffles city is nice man... the ambience reminds me of Ponte Vecchio somehow... one of the shops i went in to escape the cold. the old brown wooden air kinda thing.

today.Blades of Glory is damn funny... i dunno wad else to say but its the super spontaneous, Dodgeball-like, meshuggeneh show tt keeps ur endorphins raging thruout the show- testosterone/oestrogen too perhaps. hahaha n it makes me feel like every cent of the 8 bucks is worth it. i'd give it 5 but i'll give it 4, if u catch my drift.

met bryan choo peide aka tpjc tennis vice-capt 05 at marina... some long time no see! he said he was in safsa... pro... then he tell me go play for my formation. totally dun understand what n how he meant but i just said i'll ask ard. wa if really can play then uber good! n anyone knows whether marina sq sells churros? cuz i somehow caught a whiff of it there...

then just now i watched this on the com- My Sassy Girl. its not what i think it was like- heck i think everything's not what i think it's like lar aiyah but anw this is a nice movie la... in every sense of the word nice. its a feel-good movie; a love story (duh, hanmovies r almost always abt love) but with a weird but nice twist. 4 stars (one of the 4 is for the afterfeel. chocolate has aftertaste, this one has afterfeel).

a good week lies ahead! alot of ns ppl r looking forward to a long vesak break...
happy happy
but i not happy
cuz i may have
formation duty

argh! haha

2007-05-23T14:32:00.000+08:00

saturday was abit of a disappointment. i just dont understand the sch's intention of limiting college day audience only to prize-winners n invited guests a.k.a current students, many of whom wanna pon (knowing tpjc)... in the end ppl who wanna go (not just to get their attendance marked) dont get to go... non-prize takers didnt get to see tk, wm n s01 in the limelight of the audi. heard they replayed photos of tk (n inevitably s01) onscreen to appraise tk. i missed all tt, how sian can it get! damn.

but in any case, i went to pool abit with dar at DTE before meeting up with the rest at tpjc. quite heartwarming to see everyone n the teachers again :D too bad ms tan couldnt come... so we hung ard the foyer talking like everyone'd lose their mouths the next day.

n i collected my school graduation certificate... it looks cool man... like some book prize or sth. how they glamourise the cert... but then again, everyone in Dragon Year (again!) got it. so by absolute perspective its gd n nice n cool. by the relative perspective its chey i also have.

thumbs up for the glam cert! hahaha

the class went to mrs gay's house after tt... her dogs look magnificent man, esp the brown one (forgot wad breed alr.) n we whacked table soccer until damn fun like hor fun haha never knew it could b that fun... No Rules. had pizza of all sorts... saturating the stomach. took photos, hung around talking cock, the thing tt we always do!

s01 @ mrs gay's house

n i find this photo damn funny dunno y... smile everytime i see it hahaha

next is the day ms tan comes back! looking forward to it :D

watched Spidey 3 on sun w eugene n ws. contrary to what the bulk of reviewers think, i think its actually good. stunning visuals, gd plot (u cant expect it to be as intertwined as those korean/ hongkong serials), and with a twist- the final 2v2 battle. n venom looks damn cool hahaha. probably its reverse psychology in action. the early swifts who caught the worm expected a snake and got a worm. they lambast the worm, calling it a maggot. the ostriches who caught their worm later expected a maggot and got a worm. so here i am praising the worm for being a snake :D Four stars!

nus offered me Engineering Science... if i decide not to change it in the next two years, im almost 80% decided on Bioimaging and Optics for the specialization. but i sure as hell wanna at least minor in psychology! or if can do double major even more Shiok! but confirm dont have... shiat.

n ok this is random. i dunno whether i said before but there's sth suspicious abt how CMRC hires NSFs... their names are Wen Jin, Jun Jie, John, Jeff, Jia Bin & Jun Long...

ok shit i was tagged by jema... argh. why me!! haha some purposely right?!

Rules of the Game

Each player starts off with ten weird habits/little known facts about yourself.
Tagged people to blog about ten weird habits/little known facts.
You must choose six people to be tagged and list their names.
No tagbacks and state rules clearly!

ok the six ppl r Somebody, Anyone, Everybody, Anybody, Someone, n Everyone.
so basically if ur reading this, or ur on my links, or u tagged at the board before, or u comment before, or u accidentally typo address then come to this blog, or u kena some virus anyhow no meaning link u to this page, u're tagged! so go n do... aiya up to u lah

well here goes nothing n there goes my S01-ness.

1. i recently walked into a glass partition at challenger. if u think i said this before... no. i said i nearly walked into it. fact is i actually did... as in got kena the glass abit la. shit.. dun start calling me blur now

2. i thought white chicken n brown chicken (as in some chicken rice) were different kind of chicken

3. when i was in pri sch i was one of the two shortest ppl in class... doesnt matter guy or gal cuz dunno y somehow all the gals all abit the tall.

4. i can't wake up without an alarm clock. with alarm clock also still only 50% chance

5. the maju camp canteen auntie asked me whether want ice (ping) or not. i told her "one month ago" or sth liddat cuz i thot she ask me when i come in (army is ping rite.)

6. i dream everytime i sleep.

7. i have phobophobia... means i have phobia of having phobia (i think im running out of things to say)

8. i hate someone's hands and face. that someone's name is Clock.

9. i can swim even in quicksand but not in memories.

10. i threw away the key to the box i kept my secrets in

2007-05-19T00:35:00.000+08:00

ok if u're looking for something like Peter Pan or Narnia... then dont watch this show. went to watch it with eugene on mon since he was on off. i expected something of a full fantasy adventure in that Terabyte-graphical world tt appeared in the trailer... it turned out to be a childhood struggles n reflection kinda show, not unlike Finding Neverland. Although finding neverland is much better mayb cuz of the way the whole movie is expressed with intensity/ seriousness/ all tt blahness, with the inexplicable element of truth since it was after all an autobiography of J.M. Barrie. Bridge to Terabithia was just watered down in its plot, childish instead of childlike, n without a possibility of the imagined being in the slightest bit real. sadly... 2.5 dimming stars, at most 3.

been watching DEAL or NO DEAL on chn 5 tues n weds night. i must admit its as exciting as they say... esp. when the banker offers something to the tune of $16,600... then the time when adrian pang opens the button panel n u see the participant go all maniacal, stroking the red button, or doing anything but pressing it, then finally closing the panel in refuse.

it actually all boils down to greed doesn't it. idealizing the outcome in our heads... the question of "what if"... somehow humans have a habit of forming a mental picture of the ideal outcome, then after we imagine seeing it we'll go on to believe it.

i hated hope once... but i didnt realize that it was actually a wish in disguise...

whatever la.
thursday- HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO! hope u get lost in tt book of lost things n enjoy ur newfound freedom of 18s... Heck the Mums n Heck the Dads hahaha no la jk...

AtWorldsEnd
OrderofthePhoenix
RiseoftheSilverSurfer

dun catch can go jump.

2007-05-13T00:15:00.000+08:00

been quite a hectic week. im in no position to say anything abt tiring but i can complain abt hectic.

mon & tues i lifted quite a large rock off the top of my head, or i climbed out of a deep well, or whatever way u wanna put it, but on Monday 070507, this special day more than 19 years after i was born... i finally saw the platforms of Chinese Garden, Lakeside & Boon Lay mrt. and i finally ever set foot in Boon Lay. like visiting some foreign land. i never went beyond jurong east.

anw went to BCTC to be some photographer for some reservist/regulars course... but happened tt mon n tues all lectures. sucks.

weds... another malu at maju. i forgot to bring my uniform to camp! cuz i forgot mon i didnt go back to camp, n i only always bring a new set on mon. shit man... luckily my warrant officer's a nice guy... n also luckily he's my duty officer for my weds duty. he let me off... damn heng...

thurs. we chionged make a video but it was super budget. i dunno how they (the up-theres) expect us to upload 3 tapes frm the cam, extract the important parts, n come up with a summary video all in a matter of 4 hours. conflicting ideas between the sirs dont really help much... in the end we did abt 8 hrs. left camp at abt 10... we almost wanted to stay overnight in the office already... actually not a bad idea, considering the resource room hahaha

yesterday was the opposite. the centre closed at 3, so i went to Jurong Point at boon lay with cmrc ppl... and... tt was my first time at Jurong Point. maybe i dont live under a rock. i think im living under an entire mountain. anw went there n watched......

200 Pound Beauty.
at first glance many ppl (incl. me) think this is one of those soppy love After The Sunset kinda thing but actually the movie is about facades. the love part is only the scaffolding for the story... n its one of those funny yet touching movies. the funny parts r really LOL crap kind n the moving ending is a real tear-jerker... i tried to fight it off but my tear ducts not muscular enough. i give this emotional rollercoaster a 4 or 4.5... yeah i think its that good, unless u're the kind without a sense of humour nor a heart for friendship n kinship.

today- im not typing this post from home. nothing further.

2007-05-06T17:26:00.000+08:00

had EP&C (neither do i know what tt stands for) cohesion on thurs evening/night... sth like a gathering for my unit n another unit. nt bad quite fun n loud n laojiat haha... hung in the mess (recreation centre) n played pool n table soccer n took photos. seems like im getting abit more satisfied with my NS job. i can involve myself with media, software n abit of design. all of which i quite like :D

until now im still feeling the tinge of relief from making the implicit choice to be reposted from monosodiumdichromate. i cant help but feel happy ever since i went to the ASA course n met the NaCr2O7 ppl n heard tt all tt talk abt 'extensive learning of computer security' stuff was just talk. basically the underlying thing abt tt job is the same... an ASA. or mayb they just didnt want to reveal their top-secret knowledge?? oOoo...

and Happy Birthday Purity! some paiseh... now i post on the correct date haha

watched the movie version of a walk to remember... realize i had it in my com for awhile already. its so much watered down compared to the picture the book painted of the romance story between Landon Carter and Jamie Sullivan. somehow the movie made the girl seem like another aloof introvert who's actually capable of a few harsh words, instead of the samaritan saint who's nice to everyone no matter what. n the walk to remember itself wasn't portrayed la... what was supposed to be a heart-wrenching walk turned out an all-smiles-and-sunshine kinda thing. but all in all still a very nice movie. only one thing... the song is stuck in my head now.

sing to me the song of the stars
of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again

that could be my favourite line... haha. ok its time to hit the pillows and stoke the dreams...

2007-05-03T14:59:00.000+08:00

how is it tt life has so many things that stare u straight in the face yet we look past them most of the time? much like the Anti-Muggle Charm put on the door of the Leaky Cauldron... maybe all we have to do is to stand and stare, then perhaps we realize much more. we'll realize that people actually walk into the blank wall between the two shops.

eragon's nt bad... cant believe i watched it only now. its a nice show, cool effects. but one thing... it has a happy ending! tt makes it like one episode, one phase and thats it. i'd prefer endings tt give u sth to ponder about, something more to anticipate for. like most of the trilogy movies or hp.

was at anchorage bus stop, there were two ladies abt early 30s at the other end of the bus stop, holding clipboards, accosting seemingly-income-earning-bypassers (standard scene). their routine action: wave their hand with their arm stretched out n "Hiiiiiee! Would u mind blah blah..." in the sorta act cute way. One middle aged man who was rushing for time responded: wave his hand with his arm stretched out in exactly the same way n "No no dont want". the lady suddenly paiseh then bent her elbows n retracted her hand immediately, n i nearly choked on my subway cookie.

ok tt was bad but at least i didnt chortle in front of her... on the spot it was quite funny lar... but after tt i see the lady like very scared to accost people already.. then realize tt that man was quite bastard.

bro showed me this toot (literally) of a performance

hahahahaha this guy certainly has a super flair for creativity man

2007-04-30T18:08:00.000+08:00

watched turistas with t4 on sat. don't wanna put the poster here cuz its neither cool nor fancy. in fact its somewhat horrific. ok the show's bloody sick, what with poking a satay stick into someone's eye, cutting open the abdomen area and removing someone's kidneys, someone falling n getting her head bished by a protruding rock... but its a gross reminder of the kidney chase... i rmb last time there was sth abt a gal being drugged then nxt morning she woke up in a bathtub of ice, with two slits in her back just above the hip area... some bastards stole her kidneys. ok 3 n a half stars for me, +/- 0.5 depending on whether or not u like gross.

then went to lau pa sat for supper... normally it'd b crowded on a sat night but i dunno y mayb it just happened tt vch, esplanade blah blah had nth on so the masses r absent... reached back home at abt 130 plus.

i rmb when i was in pri sch i heard of big sisters n big brothers coming home past midnight n i'll go "tsk tsk tsk". now my parents tsk me when i come back past midnight n i go "what?"

Change.

got some new shoes to replace my old tennis pair with open mouths n open asses at where else but queensway... then at the shop just before the one i bought frm, i asked the indian shopkeeper how much the shoe cost. he went "how much u want?" how m i supposed to answer tt man... i went "cheapest possible lah"... "ok cheapest... original 109, give u $93." mum walked ard outside to recee, knn 2 shops away had it for 80, down from 109. then when i started walking away the guy started offering until 87, 85, 83 then finally 80 but i no mood alr. basket then he still shadow me to the other shop know! wth man...

hahahhahah wth is up with ads nowadays ar hahaha damn retarded... or maybe its just gatsby. i havent see any normal gatsby ads as yet. they got a singer becoming a skeleton, humans breaking out of eggs, jungle theme, hair tt claps...

ah whatever. its a long weekend... go out, go play, go do whatever u want! especially if u're an NSF.

2007-04-29T05:06:00.000+08:00

just finished reading this book recently. its a very nice book... flinging ur mind to different corners of the heart. must admit i'd always underestimated this story ever since i heard of it, thinking it to be just another cheesy twin of the princess's diaries sort of thing. it's actually a universe apart... the starting part may b abit boring cuz it introduces the characters n all tt... no doubt important la. but after tt once u reach the start of the build-up then it becomes interesting... i only put the book down twice before i reached 1/3 of it. the next time was after i finished :D i'll rate it 4.5/5 (for ppl who read novels la). thanks for the book jema!

reflection time. what i have learnt so far as a ASA(D):
1. rank doesn't really matter, although it does.
2. how to manipulate my formation duty to my advantage (i now only got 2 for the month of may)
3. block out fridays, saturdays, eves of public hols too.
4. in an office/ in camp, its good to think smart n act blur. gives u the confidence to get around rules and regulations.
5. out of office/ out of camp, its ok to think blur n act smart.
6. the psp is a very good friend in times of boredom, like on the mrt or on duty.

what does FAST-CARS mean to u?
not rapid vehicles... its actually an effective anthrax detection method.
i wonder who would have known that its an abbreviation for femtosecond adaptive spectroscopic techniques via coherent anti-Stokes Raman scattering.

2007-04-26T13:24:00.000+08:00

the others came back frm taiwan already... at last its a tad more lively in my unit, more noise, more vibration of air molecules blah blah. gave something like a presentation to the Regulars, regarding mindmapping software. well so i showed the the difference between (them n'us. hahaha ok i drift) two of the softwares, A & B. demo-ed basic use of both software, then i showed them how B was much better than A cuz it had alot more freedom of design n customizability. but i focused to much on design tt i didnt realize B didn't have a minor function tt was quite the thing they were looking for.

MALU at MAJU... somemore the big boss got tell me before to try to understand the project as clearly as possible.

but in the end they decided to take both softwares. haha some thanks
after abt one hr of promoting, "ok, we'll take both softwares, then samuel n bryan each go n champion one..."

and ma'am said sth abt cmr centre ppl nt needing to do formation duty by right... then maybe she'll go ask boss abt it. hope runs through my veins haha

recently i met yz n her colleague on the train on my way home... small world haha. N somehow now something's (gd cuz its fun or bad cuz its sth extra im nt sure) on my agenda- doing her colleague's daughter's portrait. im not very gd with portraits but i think it'll b fun to give it a try... or i can just take the picture n MagicWand the subject out then add a sketch effect hahahah. budget sia.

NTU's letter came alr- CBE... now waiting for NUS's one... lotsa ppl r going SMU sia. heard they're gonna take in abt 1000... from a whopping 12,000 applicants! thronging the faculties of Law and Accounting. and all tt i heard abt its campus, everyone already knows.

Run, run, as fast as u can,
U can't catch me cuz im the Resource Clerk (?!)

hahaahhahah no meaning... damn random i also dunno y i suddenly think of tt haha k cya ppl

2007-04-23T04:14:00.000+08:00

went to eastcoast with jema on thurs... sat at the Bund (hahaha!) n talked cock for damn long. been a long time since i sat there facing the vast expense of the sea n its inland breath. hung there until dusk became a night of red clouds. then we went to dapao char kuay teow n ORLUAK! really long time no eat since i got posted. to this cooling place near the moneywasting water sports there. we saw this couple sitting a few bounds away with their arms n elbows somehow interlocked n their backs in some funny position but they looked quite relaxed. concluded they must be some physics/ civil engineering students... cuz resultant force = 0, resultant torque = 0, got dynamic equilibrium :D hahaha damn funny cuz they looked v cock. ok shit v bad.

then walked at the breakwater abit... spore beach the waves cmi one. surfers paradise compared to this one really paradise already hahaha. went to bedok jetty in hope of some usual cool breeze but we reach there the air totally still only got abit only. budget air haha no fun one... got some ppl still go n wear jacket... siao bo. dar called from inside tekong when we walking back... could clearly imagine the whole situation in his bunk la when he say his officer coming all tt. Tekong... the memories arent many but still i'll nv forget :)

after tt we went from the hawker ctr there (aka toilet there) all the way to marine cove's macs... didnt know it was so far away la! cuz i only ever bladed tt length of ecp... nv walk before.

beware the jigglypuff... i left macs looking like this. some thanks... hahaha

sure like sherlock holmes!

played tennis with xianglong the next night... another tie breaker! but most of it is cuz we made the same number of unforced errors hahaha budget burger sia. then aft tt simpang-ed with him until quite late. shagged like shaggy haha

spent yest morning n afternoon preparing jema's cards at pp. then damn funny at bedok interchange suddenly got someone shout my name. i saw my tennis fren peiling. then i see who's with her, my pri sch fren emily! hahaha they were both like "eh!? how come u also know him!?" i also kena stun powder in my mind also "eh how come they both know each other!?" so ahrgalrghlarghlr hahaha... but i was rushing off, so i forgot to ask them. shit lar damn blur... if anyone happen to know can be kind soul n tell me haha

then come back, forgot i havent done her cd! then got alot of computer/software probs also... wa long time nv feel so frustrated alr... so went to eugenes hse burn... we alr rushing ar then the taxi driver halfway on the road ask us whether we rushing anot, cuz his petrol meter is like E\""""" F. thanks him like a EHonda know... but lucky got enough then can make it to the airport lah (or else gonna be damn drama mama). dunno after tt what happen to him stranded arh haha

anw we reach there, des grace nad n jessie sac ppl (dunno how come sylvia nt there) also there, and wow, mind the crowd haha i think half jema's church was there. at least we managed it in time for us to give her the stuff n her to pass us some stuff. n also for us to give her a farewell hug.

fellowTeapot, thanks for brightening up my life ever since dunno when! hope u use the retarded poker set haha n enjoy the cd. paiseh owe u the pics n vids v long alr... we're gonna miss u lots man... dun worry i'll definitely read the book haha must remember t4 ok! Pangsǽh! Twig! and go n set up ur mike! :)

aft went to fish n co with the des nad n jessie to eat... talk alot of cock along the way. whoa n i nv knew fish n co had their special birthday item... quite cool. like some cheer haha...

this week's been a busy n filled one... but nonetheless, one of the best :D with the stark exception of saturday.

2007-04-19T06:08:00.000+08:00

hung out on sat with eugene n jema at boat quay area n mind cafe till quite late, soaking in the night-y mood... must admit the esplanade/vch/sg river area's a very nice place for whiling the night away without clubbing. shit lar if i hadnt had duty on sun i'd seriously just hang out the whole night. after all the nights of prom n the christmas eves i spent out were something quite memorable.

when i was young, books told me to live happily ever after
now, they tell me to live like i'll die today.

life's such an irony n yet it can be lived... two parallel lines on the ground will never cross yet from the heavens high above they're one and the same line.

right now i can't wait for two things:
Spiderman 3, Pirates 3, Harry Potter 5.
5:30pm hahahaha

frankly speaking, somehow im not dying for ORD to arrive. not cuz i suddenly found something that makes me wanna enter maju camp everyday, but cuz of the empty space tt can be filled at night. im sure there's alot of stuff to partake of in the afterevenings (recommendations? :D), excluding moonlighting of course. but if it turns out tt i really cant find anything to stick my head n heart into, then damn it for goodness sake let ORD faster come.

a walk down Memory Lane

2007-04-14T05:42:00.000+08:00

there is still no known material cure for a minor ailment that's been around for as long as there were humans- nostalgia. i suppose the only possible medicine is time. how long depends on the severity and the patient.

i happened to go to my folder called phone images n was looking for a photo taken quite long ago. i used camphones for quite a long time already... n im the kind of person who'd take a photo/video of almost everything, n use more than half of a 2gb miniSD for visual media. anyway i ended up browsing thru almost all my phone-taken pics, right from my first photo using the 6230 in '04 to date. try this- go to each n every folder containing pics u've taken or with u in it n copy all of them from yesterday up to the earliest photo u remember (so dont count those baby photos of u playing with whatnot), into one big folder. videos too. then arrange them according to modified, aka date. then start frm the first file n u can watch the replay of half your life again (~15 yrs to 19 yrs old is half your life; the other half is your childhood.) it should take at least 24 hours... then u'll suffer from withdrawal symptoms, otherwise known as emoness.

just started tutoring my younger cousin for physics n chem- for his n levels. jbciagfbavagvibgrrr by right after every sentence i say he should be nodding his head in agreement. but instead he's nodding his eyelids. in ignorance of course. thanks know... damn difficult. then i ask him something expecting an answer like "charge" or "work done". u know what he did anot... he come out tt typical eyelid-weightlifting head-swaying gestures and murmured, "uh... honey." WTH?

i read up abit on hypnosis before... this theta mode is the perfect mode for "getting under". HA next time if i get tired of him doing this then perhaps i'll put the lesson aside for awhile haha. see whether what i read works anot :D i just need a boring yet imperative voice... just not sure about the latter, looking back at my stint in gvss hahaha

2007-04-11T13:10:00.000+08:00

my forearm rots sick in the cold air. the skin dries up, becomes a mesh of snowflakes, with black straws i once called hair poking out. my bones no longer sturdy, my blood no longer liquid.
but when i step out the door into the late morning sun, the warmth engulfs me like a blanket, thawing my arms n face. i can't stay in the sun's embrace for long; gotta return to the glaciers of the resource room soon.
and when it rains, it actually snows...

that's an ugly side of it- overblown out of proportion but anw its just all in my head.

i rmb in tekong at the start of the budget field camp i exclaimed "why can't the sun just disappear" out of irritation. after lunch the sun went behind the clouds... then there was CAT 1 rain n a short thunderstorm. and the rain just didnt stop until 3 or 4 days later, after my 3-day-1-night field camp ended. so, love the sun ppl. the thing u should be hating if u're gruelling in NS under the beaming sun is ur sbo, if not fbo.

n i didnt know yappachow also another pes c basket... hahahha C9L9 summore... wth! haha confirm clerk already

darren's gone in already; only getting out on the 26th. ws's going in later, probably getting out same or later than dar. so only t2 can make it to see jema off on the 21st. crap!

i thot they said the world was getting smaller. why does it seem otherwise??

2007-04-08T14:59:00.000+08:00

just had indomee n coke with alot of ice for supper... best supper other than oreo n meiji fresh milk!

from now on i shall rmb to look before i switch. because i didnt, i ended up losing a night out n a late morning rise... but the thurs duty officer was quite nice cuz he bought snacks n suggested late night pooling at the mess. but unfortunately the bloody key only came back close to midnight. thanks know.

reached home at abt 930 on fri (TGIgF!) morn, washed up abit, then went out again haha only got time to say a few words to dad who was the only one up. marina kbox was packed until sardine also cannot make it... so we went to suntec one. first time i went kbox in my entire life... been a long time since i laughed so hard until stomach pain. but i didnt quite expect it to b so prochinese until even the staff sort of speak chinese only kind. abit the liak bo kiu. then most of the updated songs r mandopop; only got a few recent english songs only. y cant they just add english songs also... can make money frm taufikbatisahwannabes they dun want. totally laughed like crazy thruout, esp when ws turn on angelic mode. his voice damn high n somewhat icy n intentionally out of tune. damn funny hahaha n eugenes on the spot translation also damn cock haha... too bad for me i dun really listen to mandopop so i mainly went there to chill out n have a gd (n hard) laugh.

after kbox, in an unfortunate twist of events, my nemesis appeared... a choice. if u had to release one hand, which situation would be easier... a lump of coal in each of ur hands or a gold bar in each? nxt time cannot let the scales escalate... makes things damn difficult n frustrating. went to some court in amk to play soccer with jemima's church ppl. it was ok la quite fun but still couldn't escape the inevitable awks n 'loofs in the atmosphere.

i think this movie was quite ok n could have been a 3.5 or 4 outta 5, but cuz we were late for the starting part so now the most i can give it for what i watched is a 3. my stomachache didn't help. after the movie in the night had a drink at simpang with eugene n jemima... just dunno what i'd do without this place called simpang.

went for a swim today with rey darren muzz n sean at villa marina opp vs- muzz's aunt's hse. i think tt condo's very nice. the pool also got alot of ambience... somewhat diff frm other condo pools i've been to. the house also interior decorated v well. anw for dinner... where else nearby but pp! hahahaha

shortly after i reached home there was a ring at the gate. i checked it out n realized it was those youths selling ice cream (the box kind the uncle sells with bread/biscuit). He went "hello... we are doing this for the charity... we r selling ice cream... comes in alot of flavours, just buy one, u'll be giving us extra pocket money, help us pay O level fees... u can buy one n share with the rest of ur family..." touching right? i looked at him. dyed hair blonde with highlights, with the usual haircut and style tt u see with tt colour, tshirt n berms clearly branded, Playboy (the rabbit-icon brand) bling-bling hung frm his neck, n flatbase sneakers (those adidas/converse kind).

"Oh... er.. how much is one??"
"Fourtee- er- thirteen ninety"
"Erm. nvm la thanks we dont really eat ice cream....." i almost wanted to add in a "much less tt type" but decided against it cuz tt'd really b bastard... like wth man pls la considering 13.90, if it were the same guy at least dressed more plainly perhaps i would consider it.

no offence to anyone reading this, perhaps u've done this before... if u feel like giving me a piece of ur mind, i'd definitely welcome some answers. but im just saying this impression isn't very convincing u know.

2007-04-05T04:37:00.000+08:00

in the office right now. duty's already started, and i just had it last night, and im gonna have it again on thurs. not really a night to remember though. all i did was watch tv n surf a youtube-less n friendster-less net. n perhaps anticipating an alarm which would've made me the ultimate kancheong spider cuz i dont really know how to rectify either the fire alarm or the IDS. Both of which im supposed to know.

is it really uncommon that people dream everytime they sleep? i read somewhere that dreams normally serve a higher purpose than a mere channel for the overactive subconscious to ventilate. they suggested tt dreams were actually a manifestation of the person's character in pursuit of ideals, his reflections on life, n perhaps the desire to find himself. u could say its mental homework, psychological revision and assessment, though not consciously. there are even hypotheses about astral travel, experienced under the pretext of dreaming. cool eh... not that i wanna experience these out-of-body experiences, heard it's freaky.

"DREAM - Dream as if you will live forever; live as if you will die today."

abt 2 weeks ago i came across the eBay song by Weird Al Yankovich. it's quite funny haha... spoofing of the BSBoys' I Want It That Way.

if not for the radio playing in the office, i think the lion in the poster in front of me with the words "BRAVERY - It Is Better To Be A Lion For A Day Than A Sheep All Your Life." would seem very much alive in the disquieting stillness here.

2007-04-03T14:51:00.000+08:00

sigh. first my sis goes off to aust. then fellow 4B bro kh goes off to korea. now jemima's going off to aust. at this period of time suddenly everyone's going everywhere... particularly just when its the time for the ppl of this generation to forge closer bonds n friendships- some guys have to enlist in jan, some in april, some gals find semester jobs before matriculation, some enter now, and among us all some go overseas. sian.

anw lunched with jema at pp's ajisen ramen on sat. i totally nv tasted ramen before n i dunno whether it was supposed to taste liddat but my black pepper beef ramen was abit like spaghetti in maggi mee soup. excl the meat of course... weird!

n until now i didnt know u could print photos direct using wireless. haha ok right i live under a rock. but good what... shelter leh

watched mr bean's holiday in the night with ws n eugene. it's SUPER retarded n funny in the oh-my-god-i-cant-believe-it kinda way... cuz he's really so stupid until it overshoots despise n becomes amusing. n the last part at the Festival du Film in Cannes- PLAYBACK TIME! - is the best part- super creative, funny, lame, n that is just where everything clicks into place. i'd give it... 4-and-a-half! hahaha

yest played went pooling with bro at eastpoint before meeting up with t4 n jema for an afternoon at one of the best places to spend time... theMindCafe! mind's desserts r damn nice... some yum... apple crumblebleblebleble. played a funny game involving charades which invoked the retard outta everyone. too bad we couldnt play for longer... jema had to go n eugene had to book in. so the t3 remaining went to subway n hung ard there talking abt Tekong n the Supernatural until they were closing up, then we moved to outside esplanade. the night view of esplanade is splendid. i think can compare with the parkview sq alr...

:)

The Esplanade makes another sparkle in the night.

n guess what i did today. i had to spend the whole time testing a whole half-shelf of markers to see which were still working n which were not. so of course i took the chance!

Fauvist eh... haha the one in the middle is cuz the coloured markers all finished testing alr. there were all kinds of markers with different kinds of tips n i tested them on the sheets of the army mini-notebook (the one with the elastic band). quite fun actually leh! hahaha dun care gonna add them to ma portfolio. altho abit the small but nvm! :D

ok tmr got formation duty. sian... thurs also. i know im asking for too much la but still... sian what haha. looking forward to the friday thats good. then can TGIgF!

2007-03-31T15:22:00.000+08:00

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

2007-03-29T12:47:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-23T17:00:00.000+08:00

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

2007-03-22T14:51:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-21T17:41:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-18T13:59:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-10T18:30:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-05T09:08:00.000+08:00

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.

2007-03-03T18:28:00.001+08:00

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?

2007-03-02T00:38:00.000+08:00

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.

Happy Looney-er New Year!

2007-02-19T06:18:00.000+08:00

reunion dinner at grandplaza park hotel was (i admit) my fullest and foolish-est buffet dinner i've had in a long time... cuz my palate was heck-caring my appetite... all the blood rush to my eyes n mouth until my stomach n brain screwed up the negative feedback system. but i dont want to waste food/money ma... so must eat 100%!

3 mini- buddha jumps over the wall, some duck, some ham, some rib, abit of roast suckling pig, some smoked salmon, oysters, a little sashimi, jellyfish, some sushi, softshell crab, spaghetti goreng(?!! i dunno wads tt but looked nice), not-very-good-lobster bisque soup, fondue from a chocolate fountain, abit of french pastry, fruit, n ice cream with toppings. all in one sitting, which i dont think i dare to do again haha.

so damn full i think i could feel the last of the food just at the entrance to the oesophagus. i dont think i even ate this full last yr. Greed can kill us, literally.

went budget visiting today- to my maternal grandmother's n that's it. n the thing abt those people we call relatives is that they just have to say the usual abt "all so big already" n stuff. even though im sure they know abt the log phase. y cant they say sth at least different, like mayb "wah u still so young!" or sth else... or if someone's daring enough then tell the older relatives "all so old already" back to them.

a relative's visit made me realize how silver the spoon in my mouth is... his life is somewhat broken now, because of a teary childhood owing to lack of parental love... drove him off the lateral in his learning years n now he can never catch up with time already. relegated to the middle class, doing full-time what my friends are doing part-time. quite sad. now the family's ok (tts y still can visit us), but abit too late to patch the 28-yr-old's life.

changing is one thing; shortchanging is another... if i become a parent, i'll try to not to spoil my kid, but i'll definitely not deprive him/her... i grew up happily n i'll make sure he/she does :D

2007-02-17T18:34:00.000+08:00

watched this recently... i think overall its quite entertaining n funny- all the satirical remarks n the small bits. for a local movie its quite gd, n if it were a didactic school project i think its remarkable... but production-wise i think it leaves quite some room for improvement. maybe its just my expectation for visuals, but the fires n explosions n other CGI is really substandard for a movie tts showing in cinemas. graphics aside, i applaude jneo for his critical stance on singapore(reans?)

been playing tennis lately... luckily i havent lost my touch, although my racquet has lost its touch with the game. string loose, body dirty, grip rotten... i only changed the grip cuz tts the most practical thing to do.

n despite what-they-call-NasdfS, im actually even having time to catch up on Death Note! haha what kind of crap solasdfdier is this... forget it la if there's one thing i'm definitely not cut out to be, that's a Solasdfdier. N its not like i can help it... i am not a chao-geng-er!!! haha serious... who the hell in his right mind (or ear) wants to miss out on live firing n grenadsfades n soasdfc n all that. ok im done with my final declaration.

"Chinese New Year not so far,
people gather round to eat ba gua!"

i sorta miss my bunk n locker(?!!). hahaha cya

2007-02-14T11:43:00.000+08:00

no before u start calling me an exploit, let me just say first that i didn't try to push my luck n succeed. it just happened, n here i am sitting at home just 2 damn nights after i booked in last sunday.

first lets have a look at our RO for monday.
0515 wake up 0530 fall in 0545 breakfast 0620 area cleaning 0715 first parade 0730- swimmers go swim, the passers go pass their time in one way or the other (i.e. mope around ur bunk for 3+ hours). 1115- fall in for lunch (btw if u finish lunch early u go back to ur bunk.) 1330- fall in for platoon phototaking, take finish, go back do area cleaning. but what were we doing at 0630? 1530- weights training for abt half an hr 1715- fall in for dinner (same thing abt finishing early) 1900- RO for next day 2200- lights out

counted? thats abt 10plus hours of free time spent in my bunk, on the day just after i book in. no wonder we're destined for clerk.

i had a damn bad sore throat when i booked out last fri. the fever went away n the cough came when i booked in. the sore throat stayed put... then mon night i dunno if it was my coughing, or my bunkmates' that kept me awake but either way. no nice, comfy, dreamy sleep.

some of my bunkmates were still coughing like mad this morning, so we reported sick. an exceptionally large number of ppl reported sick too this morning, almost all with cough/ sore throat. so ONLY NOW did the medical centre realize there's a viral outbreak, n made us leave the camp for at least 3 days. for me quite heng i got 4 days so i only book back in after cny... so here i am lor.

those reported sick yesterday r still in there, unable to come out n yet further propagating the virus. i heard the company's 2ic in deep shit now... need to write report n all that.

come to think of it. do they really think tt this kind of army (no matter what pes) actually exudes deterrence... that this kind of overfocus on do-only-as-and-when-you-are-told regimentation will actually be our basis for survival in military conflict... of course this is only my view la but i think that They (hard to elaborate who) think tt the next war is going to be like those kind the king/ govt says, "Tomorrow We Wage War!" then those ancient desert wars or Black Hawk Down-inspired battles commence, with everyone going tactical n physical on the battleground.

come on la. this viral outbreak should be somewhat THE drill, rather than chorusing "Loyalty to Country! Leadership! Discipline! blahblahblahCare For SOLDIERS!!!" or "your left, your left, your left right! (Taurus!)" or "1check1check1check1check1check1!". our togetherness may be impressive but still i think our training should be in the head, not in our limbs. the next war's probably gonna be biochemical if not highly technological. look, one minor virus poorly controlled, already 'crippling' abt 10-20% of a company- blatantly n ironically- while we're learning to manage rifles n how to survive outfield.

our economy's already gone knowledge-based. why hasn't our military? or is there another purpose for our ARMY, which takes in able-bodied(able-minded) men at 18 years of age(just before getting back a level results) ?
a levels coming out soon... maybe i should consider GOING OVERSEAS? No but THIS IS MY HOMELAND! i love it n i will stay here!

2007-02-10T18:11:00.000+08:00

yay im so happy to b back in singapore!
not cuz i'll b able to escape army, but because im simply bored and abhor the drag n drear of tekong and miss singapore.

a somewhat (alotwhat) different but simple insight into another side of arasdfmy life. cuz its PEasdfS C life for the physically (some mentally) disabled n impaired.
what u get if u're in pasdfes c. i dunno if its the same for the other plasdfatoons but at least for taasdfurus plt 2.
1. u're allowed to comasdfplain reasonably n most of the time u're given the beasdfnefit of the doubt. most commonly used phrase by them- "anyone not feeling well, u better soasdfund off... dont garaasdfng act tasdfough"
2. in one way or another, get about 5-6 hoasdfurs of adasdfmin (free) time a day till u get sick of ur basdfunk n basdfed
3. all bark n hardly any bite, all buzz n hardly any sting
4. i told them the doc told me i had a mild spine problem (its the truth arh) but i felt a-okay. they excuasdfsed me from carrying the fieasdfld pack

but our pasdfay stops at $300-400, we dont get to go SasdfOC/OasdfCS/n all the other interesting stuff. thats y most of the peasdfs c r unmotivated to serve esp in tekasdfong... although im sure we indicated otherwise in the survey. for me even worse i dont get to sasdfhoot live (real) rounds or throw greasdfnade because im impaired in the ear. only get to play imasdft- some arcade-simulation of the live range. n of course, im not expecting much of an experience from fieasdfld caasdfmp.

thats y Aasdfrmy life for me is simply put, i confess, sort of a poorly-organised boring chalet. just hurry up, let me ORasdfD n go to university.

Have you ever wondered
Why must we serve
Because we have no choice,
And we want to be freed, to be freed yah

[this entry was warbled in case i got slammed n charged]

2007-01-26T15:55:00.000+08:00

so tmr's the beginning. i've shaven my head in commitment to the government as monks do in commitment to the temple. O Holy Mighty Meandeaf, i am your humble servant.

anyway thanks to dar ws jem n mloclam for having a 'last meal' with me. thx jem for introing to us the parkview sq! i think i'll hardly forget how tt place looks like :D

relief teaching stint was quite an experience no doubt... but no matter how much teachers think of students in that light (u know what kinda light), humans are humans, and we are all pretty much the same... as i observed the teachers' meeting from the back of the AVA room.

One, two, three... twelve. I'll be out in twelve.
if there's anything, i'd be happy to return ur sms from under my blanket in the dark in the middle of the night. Cya ppl!

2007-01-22T15:41:00.000+08:00

this is an example of what i did recently when i was bored to the bone. i took a 4B pencil, a piece of paper, closed my eyes n drew a random line:

then i opened my eyes, thought abt it for awhile, then added in the rest of the pencilwork.

now dont get the wrong idea. thats neither 'the girl of my dreams' nor a portrait of anyone i have a crush on, cuz that girl is physically and logically impossible (im not talking abt her lack of feet- laziness on my part) if u happen to realize... just a figment of imagination, a result of my underactive left brain n overactive right brain. maybe i'll do more of these 'one-liner' series... if my activity level drops too far down again.

went to play badminton/table tennis with siblings today. surprising how many ppl r into sports on sunday... it was fun, no doubt. haha

school's also getting abit sian... perhaps teaching's not really my cuppa tea. though i know i may have gotten the wrong impression of the occupation... but its hard to disregard the first impression. the uncertainty in the mornings, my semi-validity in the classroom (or nursery?), the trepidation in school, all of it la. to tell the truth, i've never been in a better mood for enlistment... actually im quite looking forward to friday... at least it'll take my mind off nothing. it'll give me some engagement of my senses. at least it'll give me back my sense of orientation.

2007-01-19T09:37:00.000+08:00

wow. i really didnt believe there was an opposite of elitism, but now i'm a convert. i sure as hell believe in that now cuz i happened to swap classes with another relief teacher n ended up standing in a PARTICULAR sec2 normal technical class.

some eye-opener i got... its really hell man. they're the worst lot seriously. exactly like those monkeys' behaviour in the zoo, just that... no wait, there's no bloody difference. freaking ITE-bound students... no brains in the first place, still wanna throw away their character. IF u dont want to change ur attitude like many others have done, for god's n society's sake just remain in ur ugly, stupid condemned world of ur own n dont call for help. you'd be better off in the casket. actually they wouldn't even be reading this. they're most probably out smoking/ gangfighting somewhere.

i think it'll be interesting if schs like this had exchange programme with a grp of RI n RG students (stereotyped, but u get my drift). they'd be wondering what kind of mudhole they fell into. ha, ha. but undeniably true.

maybe singapore shud bring army forward. its already a consensus tt sec2 is the beginning of nonconformist-tendencies. then after 2 yrs they'll b better 16 yr olds. then continue studying for O levels. then 'A's. shouldn't tt b the better way... like an experiment needs proper conditions for success. whats the use of bombarding those ppl with information when they dont digest it? waste of time, manpower, resources... whatever.
but then thinking back, VS was a military camp that came with lessons. i rmb complaining abt this back then... but now i thank god for that.

ok. i'm done ventilating. argh.

2007-01-17T14:41:00.000+08:00

what a crappy day in school. there's seriously something- er- different -about gv. i heard its song cuz today's tuesday. the song was really thought-provoking. as i listened images floated into my mind... a purple creature... yellow front, with little red hearts all over...

then, curriculum time. i went into this sec1 class n did my usual stuff. then sometime in between one of the boys started taking out his umbrella n playing with it at his table. after a while he opened it n shortened the handle, sticked it down his uniform at the back n started crowing, "i'm a mushroom!"

talk about idiosyncratic sec1s.

n its not like the class was perfectly still n quiet n the boy acted out of the blue or sth. Chaos-meter already quite high yet they all stopped to enjoy the show... THEN he closed his eyes n started to perform an impromptu pantomime abt a subservient zombie n an exotic meal of pizza. i was sitting there -_-"ing n saying to myself heng its not upper sec. but for his age his imagination quite gd.

i rmb he mimed putting a dash of some sauce on the "pizza", then putting it down, doing a whole lot of other random shit, then suddenly picking up the "sauce" bottle frm the exact same spot on the table where he put it down a moment ago. like he pictured the whole thing in his minds eye.

and so just by writing a single word on the board, i substantially taught the class the true meaning of it: "Retarded"

making sec 4 n 5s understand binomial theorem i think i can handle.
explaining indices n surds to sec3s, still okok lah.
talking abt number lines n integers with crazy sec1s... whoa. now that needs some real good explanation skills man.

2007-01-13T12:08:00.000+08:00

i wonder. would anyone who'd seen one before recognize the other?

HAHA the wonder of facades... i dont think anyone would ever believe that societal antiphase juvenile delinquent standing next to in the mrt would be a relief 'cher. i just hope no gv student happens to see this :

and i realized the OM/dm of gvss is not at all the person he is when dealing with students... we were having lunch recently then he came n sat with us n joked n crapped n we ended up laughing until dunno wad time. mayb as alicia said... all DMs r actually like this. looking back at mr maran n mr chia in vs... possibly.
and i also realize there's one more thing abt working in the sch's staff room. hardly any office politics like some other- er- office. frm what i see at best the teachers r all like friends n at worst mayb just aloofness/ indifference... i dunno if my 6/6 could b failing me but it seems liddat.

we sent Keun Ho off to korea last night... hong keun ho, fellow korean victorian 1C2C3B4BAEP-ian! some rhymes... gd luck in ur future endeavours, remember to come back for holiday, and don't ever forget Victoria School yea! nil sine labore :)

2 more weeks for me. eugenen wm's in already hahaha gd luck n hope yall have a spanking gd time in There-with-a-capital-T!
i really hope army wont change our characters for the worse.. ive heard of many coming out a total barbarian due to the inside environment...

i can't wait for NS to end n uni to come.
i can definitely wait for NS to come n uni to end.

2007-01-10T14:57:00.000+08:00

went to Chen Fu Ji at suntec for dinner yest... the food there is damn good yummy delicious sumptuous wadever. simply exquisite. just that the ppl r the absolutely china kind. they speak only chinese, n pronounce egg as eh-gu. then saw alot alot of vj ppl there i think they got some orientation thing... this time there's no mistaking cuz they were wearing their pe shirt. some tj ppl were also there in sch u n shirts.

anw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!

omg... i survived the first day. thank god i didn't get into any kinda soup... but somehow now its a totally different perspective, literally or not. i could just picture my sec-self down there, wondering why a stupid teacher would find it so noisy even when we were talking under our breaths. now i realize why... its cuz of the summation of murmurs.

n somehow i felt so grown up standing there even though im only 18 (only?!) , n guess what, it sucks. i'd pay double what i earned for standing there just to move the clockhands backwards n swap places with them and become a sec sch student all over again.

but of course not greenview. VS.

oh my god. 2 more months and i'm gonna be freakin' 19. whenever did time speed up??

"Like a handless clock with numbers
an infinite of time
no not the forever found
only in the mind
forever always seems
to be around when things begin
but forever never seems
to be around when things end."

2007-01-09T03:07:00.000+08:00

i realized the orientation grp i saw wasn't vj its mj. cuz the orientation shirt was white n black with the big words Vincintoire or sth liddat then the mjc small small somewhere within the mess. n i think only mj has this roaming activity for their orientation.

in any case. went to the zoo on sat! n i cant believe each of us 5 only paid 3bucks to get in... cuz thx to jemima i think her sis got some special card to admit 4 ppl. haha totally reminiscence cuz the last time i went was wad, pri sch. abit the sad i know but nvm updated alr my life!

the entrance.

went to kfc for lunch first then went in. saw all the animals i'd willingly keep as pets... lions tigers goats... n kangaroos HAHAh some lola... but all the while i was imagining these animals as domesticated animals. i think damn cool la ppl always keep dogs cats n critters... for once someone shud have these animals.

monkeys are super interesting to watch... cuz u can see Man in them, only- er- unconditioned.
we watched an elephant show n a dog stunt show.
we trained our noses at the Children's World (izit?)
saw inuka the polar bear. mayb its a marvel just to see tt big bear in real life, but other than tt the only thing he does is walk to n fro.

appetizing huh... yum

someday i'll talk to giraffes face-to-face.

zebras r so polite

i spotted 4 unknown herbivorous species on my way to toilet... wonder where they come frm

lola! hahaha

actually we were damn late, the ranger kept chasing us out... so in the end we ended up taking crap photos with the mannequin kangaroo near the entrance

beastility and kangaroo

kangaroo and bestiality

hahaha after tt walked ard abit more then went out already.
we had a budget bday celebration for darren at j8 cartel... we all chiong one rodeo combo in abt 10-15 min. power la... then we high knee to the top floor to catch...

this show is superb. just going by the storyline and acting alone its brilliant enough to make me hate the appearance of the credits at the end. unlike dn1 it had more comical parts n the strategies (esp light's) were totally more elaborate n interesting... its like they can solve alot of simultaneous eqns simultaneously. n there were so many pseudo-ends. aaaaaaagrhrhargharh i want their brains!!

mayb tts wad everyone thinks. mass worship of a comic, a figment of someone's imagination. wise or unwise i dunno. but who gives a shit... its our nature to revel in fantasies. more if its singapore.

swam at the anchorage yest with jie. the bluddy pool so shallow the deepest only i think 1.4m... wth might as well play in a puddle... dunno how those ang mohs can bear it man. if only earth wasn't so big we'd b able to fly. logically.

2007-01-06T15:37:00.000+08:00

watched this yest. i think its a hell of a good movie. gd plot (true story wadya expect) gd acting gd cinematography... visual, action-packed, intellectual, touching. all rolled into one damn gd movie. its abt the origin of the diamonds tt we see in shop windows... with the diamonds come bloodshed like we've never imagined n sorrow like we never experienced. a little more epic n its confirm a full five stars.

went to ikea just now w eugene ws jem to eat some balls... then i cant believe it. we actually spent abt 3 hrs in ikea admiring (yar, admiring) the model rooms n stuff... n of course abit of fooling ard. when i next renovate arh.. its ikea for me man. i think everyone also think liddat cuz the showrooms r really cool...

stuffed toys anyone? nt if they're stuffed like these yea.

Night At The Ikea. ok lame shit

jem trying to b a steve irwin. lucky got pillar to block off the ikea man's fov

life just before enlistment is totally nomadic. in a way im actually looking forward to uni... no, i can't wait for uni.