Digital Vortex

Living the Doog Life

2006-01-21T21:00:00.000+08:00

I know I'm changing my URL again, but at least it's an extremely generic one this time so I won't be changing in the next 5 years, probably.

www.livingthedooglife.blogspot.com

Personality Warp

2006-01-18T16:17:00.000+08:00

Remember that old cliche line about how a person's personality/character warped overnight mysteriously, much for the worse?

I sometimes wonder what that exact transfiguration would be for me. I think the worst case scenario was if I woke up the next morning as a dejected/negative/pessimistic person. Upon reflection I've realized I've been jovial and freaking crazy-mad-happy at sometimes...thus.

I guess it can apply to most people, but I dunno...you tell me.

Mohawk

2006-01-17T18:39:00.000+08:00

Eeeee hax I only knew today that my great grandfather died at 37 and had 5 wives in the process. In fact I know almost nothing about my family roots. And my other great grandfather opened a medicinal shop. My paternal grandfather was a letter writer for me. One of my aunts came over today and told my mom so much. Such things intrigue me, and to think I never bothered to find out...

EMB message on Cooking Sabbatical: "And the highlight - we will be doing the cooking at the kitchen in Nanyang Girls; grab the opportunity to show the girls what you are capable of." Wahhh this am hax. Interested in the part after the ';', but not the part before the ';'. Haha...and I won't join. I need ACE in chemistry/physics during the sabbaticals.

I stopped trying to spike my hair today. I tried doing the mohawk style for about 5 days before yesterday but after the hair dries it fades away into inconspicuocy after like, a couple of hours, so it's no use doing it anyway because it takes quite some effort to do it up anyway. So I'll give up on it. I guess my hair's really not suited to 'spikage' at all because it's thick and heavy...

Ehhh Ms Tan resigned from ATS. Wanglaoshi just told me. Er, she's doing some community work somewhere so I guess it's not wasted, but I will miss seeing her at ATS when I go back, I guess. But it's usually glossed over when the guys play soccer again. Oh, and Mr Ting (our old principal) is well after all. My dad said he met him at the park about one and a half months ago (keep forgetting to post this, meh) and Mr Ting survived the final stage of liver cancer, or something. Whew, he was such a good principal.

I'm supposed to see Janey Sim tomorrow with PDC, BX and Jason. I have a suspicion that it's regarding helping out at the PTG, but hopefully I would be able to skip it because, er, I've agreed to go to the NY modern dance production on Friday night. I was wondering about whether it would suffice as an excuse well enough but Qihan told me that him, Zhong Han and Alfred were excused on the same basis, so I suppose I'm safe as well.

I just hope that going to the hospital at 3.30 won't drag on for 4 hours, but by right it shouldn't, because I'm just going there for doctor's to assess which would be the best solution to the, ah, problem, on my foot. Perhaps I'll say more about it next time.

Ohhh I know have confessions from Chang Rui Yi and Tag Yujie (well, not exactly, but for the lack of a better term...) about their deepest, darkest secrets and lots of stuff that they kept in the dark. Just a few more people around the world whom I shall gather secrets about, probably including Wong Qi Han, before I can publish a book called "Confessions of a Few *insert corny adjective* HCI Boys". It'll be a hit, I tell you.

Eeee Wong Qihan accused me of being popular amongst girls but look who's talking.

Shan't post anything on school today.

Confessions of a Tag Yujie

2006-01-16T21:59:00.000+08:00

Ahaha I have some details about Tag Yujie that is the opposite of him ahh what a spectacular and ingeniously crafted FACADE. I can now publish a book called "Confessions of a Tag Yujie" but I'm sworn to secrecy by my integrity...

Class has fallen back into it's usual swoon of boredom but, at least, it's passing like 3x faster these days for no apparent reason, and everyone feels so too. I mind, and I don't mind too...and the HCJC side has finally fallen back to curriculum time. Thank God, I was feeling scandalized because they have 2 full weeks of orientation during term time.

It still feels like Sec 2 because we're still getting very little work. I wonder why...

Ahhh we went for the aerial photography exhibition near Borders @ Orchard today and most of it was quite boring except for the picture of the status of Christ Jesus on Corcovado in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. It looks really grandeur and magnificent by itself, and that's only on first sight. I really like my inferences on the picture, but I haven't heard others'.

Suffice to say it looks magnificent and calming, and even that might be an understatement. It feels particularly reassuring when you can feel that someone's watching over you even as you attempt to blaze away through your hectic life...thus.

Family Day

2006-01-15T20:50:00.000+08:00

Today is a prosu FamilyDay because my sister turned 16 today and my father's in the newspapers.

Blehh nothing else today besides going to church from 11-1 and tuition from 3-6.

Off the Line

2006-01-14T12:28:00.000+08:00

Do you think brilliant goals or off-the-line clearances are more heart stopping/surprising?

I think it's the latter because of
1) personal experience
2) when was the last time you actually saw an off-the-line clearance in professional soccer

I've done more clearances than actually score goals in my entire life. It took me 3 days at court to actually score a goal...but my block was arguably more hax.

hax.

I think my illness is a blessing in disguise, because this is the first time in 6 months, ever since I transferred to track & field, that I actually get to go home at my discretion...bliss. Every cloud has a silver lining. Anyway, I left school at around 2.15 (hax, on EP3 day to boot), meeting a couple of Sec 1s from my orientation group, those more enthusiastic ones.

Then I had to go for chinese tuition which my mother is bent on me going as many hours as possible to maximize the $250/month tuition fee. >.<

At church youth, I saw Fabian! He's one of the two people I can remember from the last time I actually went to Salvation Army 3 years and a couple of months ago. The usual, although I now know I actually have to do the exercise before going there. Oh, and I thought I met CRY's sister there last night. Her name is Ruijun but I doubt it's the same one...

Had chemistry tuition today morning, some building around Raffles' Place. Tuition by Chen Rui's father, he's an eccentric but brilliant person. Surprisingly, I was the fastest with the velocity/displacement/acceleration/retardation thingies today. And other finer details that I'll leave out.

I haven't been taking care of my feet since I joined jumps. For starters, I have one dead toenail. Come to me for the more gruesome stuff...

Sleepover at Tag's

2006-01-11T20:38:00.000+08:00

Sleepover at Tag's was questy. Jevon couldn't come and Darrell's father wouldn't let him stay overnight despite an attempt of persuasion by Professional, Disdainful English Linguist with Paparazzi Climbing All Over Him called Chang Rui Yi.

Tag's house is real nice. It's 3 stories high and the balcony on the third floor is really super. It sort of makes you feel sentimental for no reason whatsoever if you're up there just leaning on the balcony in the wee hours of the morning. Too bad it's not an exactly good location in Singapore, Eunos...

From 10-12 we actually had some highly intellectual discussion with the 3Ps, involving philosophy like dreams and gay marriage, politics which we only skimmed over very slightly, and psychology...lots of stuff. And of course, girls. It's a fun bunch there with me and Tag churning stuff to talk about, CRY to follow up because he's not that forthcoming, and Dleong to loosen up the mood. And the dogs, of course.

It's so sad that I can actually have intellectual conversations with only a select bunch of people. In fact, only with Tag, CRY and Jeremy Ang. It's hard to find anyone nowadays with so little time and so much crappy brains. Oh and I finally got to ask a long thought-out question, on whether religious violence (due to intolerance of choice) or racial violence (due to what you are born like) is worse. I think it's the second, but Tag and CRY both think it's the first...

We tried to persuade Dleong's father to let him stay the night when he came at midnight but he stood firm. At least we managed to reach a compromise letting Dleong come at 7AM the following day.

The night was l33t haX where we played truth-and-truth and we digged out CRY's deepest secrets, which unfortunately I'm sworn to secrecy to. The only thing I shall reveal about his one hour ordeal is about his secret domineering attitude which he has been hiding behind a facade of his usually submissive attitude...

That was until 3.30 AM where we slept til 5.30, woke up, fell asleep at 6.30 and awoke again at 7.30 to reinvite Dleong back into our fold. With him he bought Counterstrike, so that was more instantaneous gratification we had instead of the boring process of watching someone lane in DotA. I'm not half-bad at killing two AI at once with headshots using a pistol...Anyway, we were joined by Ching To and Yao Hui.

Anyway, morning was rather boring with lots of CS (skip til fullstop) and me bonding CRY in a titanic one man effort. Usually it's at least a 5 man effort. Anyway, we went bowling thereafter, for 4 games. Statistically, my average score improved by a whopping 16 points from 73 up to 89, and my high score (which still sucks) went up from a measly 86 to 97.

I probably would've crossed 100 if I didn't completely screw up my final shot. It was looking to be my worst game at about 50+ points at frame number 7 before I got a spare 8, spare 9 and spare 8 in succession, so I got a little cocky in my final shot and I completely lost it. I tend to go for lots of raw power at the cost of accuracy, but when there's one or two pins left I try to bowl gently straightly, which was how I got the 3 consecutive spares.

Tag's house was rather unproductive later where we played DotA with Tag's bro and it's the closest match I ever played where me and Leong used Lifestealer against his QOP, what a game...

Random thoughts and happenings today:
- chen rui am l33t haX at speeches
- 'basically' and 'actually' are overrated words in presentations
- scored my first court goal of the year
- made a haXly clearance off the line from ChanWeiHao's shot
- court after rain is fun
- pole vault coach is l33t at court
- lian seng is PRO
- today am zzzz

Zzzzzzz!~

SLC Concept

2006-01-08T17:43:00.000+08:00

Now, with the OT list updated, I'm finally out of SLC. I'll still be helping out though, most likely with the Concept team because Jeremy's house is just two houses away from mine, and I know 3 out of the 4 concept members well. I just can't help when the BPGH members are there, because I'm officially out of the OT...

Secondary 3 will be doubly tough, I guess. I had a 4 hour nap yesterday and still I didn't feel that rejuvenated. Probably the 5 trainings, 2 chinese tuitions, one church youth session and my final SLC meeting (for the moment, at least) doing its work.

Speaking of last times, last times are always fun because there's seemingly infinity last times. Just at Orientation I was contemplating it being my last council duty. After that, SLC meeting was my last duty. A few days after that, I was informed about council GM. I assume I'll have to go since the outgoing Sec 4s have to go too. Last time indeed...

Church is kind of overwhelming. It's kind of hard to remember everyone's name at once, and there's like, multiples of each name, and once you've crossed that, you've got difficult names to remember. And during this time I'm trying to recall who I met where, because I was there 3 years ago, and I only recognize 2 faces.

Have to go to barber's and doctor's soon. Cya.

Give a Damn

2006-01-08T14:00:00.000+08:00

1 Week Burnout

2006-01-07T17:25:00.001+08:00

Replies to tags...

@yanting: Yes I was insulting you, no that was an honest opinion. Er, I jumped because I saw a frightening monster.
@jevon: I think sausages > onion rings...
@fabian: ^^
@jiawei: Refer to above.
@yujie: =O
@woonyang: The backbone's connected to the, leg bone...
@sherilyn: Salvation Army.

My dad's being a bastard and all, just because I've missed one chemistry tuition to go for my last SLC meeting. I don't think he's an emotional being so I didn't try to convince him to let me go because I'm passionate about SLC. I don't think he's known any emotion besides anger and frustration, so I don't think the emotion we might call passion really appeals to his hard-heartedness.

And he kept saying the same things to me, and never tried changing his approach once. I never listen to him. Why the bloody hell should I? He keeps raising his voice and repeating his words over and over again. He uses the tough approach, I listen once, get tired of it, and harden my shell and forget he exists. If he's right next to me, I move.

Anyway, this week has been super burnout because I just took a 4 hour nap and I still don't feel rejuvenated. See, I had mental drainage for 5 and a half hours. There was a short break before the physical exertion/torture resumed for 4 hours. Home and rest for another one and a half before going to church youth movement for 2 and a half. Zzzz.

Oh, and I met Yanting yesterday, outside weights room. =OOO

So, urm, yesterday. As I said, I met Yanting. That was a small part of yesterday anyway. At training, the whole track & field was flooded with Nanyang girls who don't have their own field. Anyway, I had a back problem meaning I can't jump, and I had two really tight hamstrings which meant I can't train with sprints, and I'm not about to train with throws; it's not like I'm going to run towards the board and do a backflip into the pit.

Meanwhile, Ang was telling all the jumpers that their take-off degree was too low, so he told me to stand, hold a flag, and see if their head could touch the flag in midair during the highest point of the arc during their jump. It was so tantalizing for them because Ang would treat them to a free H2O for them. But none of them actually hit it. I raised it higher and there's nothing in it for me anyway. It's not like I get anything if they actually succeed...

Anyway, just like previous days it began pouring. I was a Hero because I braved the rain to return 3 water bottles to a NY girl (=OOO), after that returning the big umbrella, the flagpole and 10 cones to the track room. And that was worth about one minute of rain. =/

Er, we had soccer after that and I think Chan Wei Hao really should get the Nobel Prize award for outstanding courage and bravery. You guys should know by now who Scott Wong Wei Gen and Tan Yew Wei are. I mean, it's amazing if Scott comes sprinting at you, you crash into him, and you can come out of the crash with your bones intact. Simply miraculous.

Oh, and I made my FirstEverSoloRun yesterday. I got the ball on the right flank and I evaded three of Aran's stab tackles, then forcing him away with my body, before riding an incredible block tackle against Cheng Lijie which is worth about 82kg plus minus of blocking force. And I should change my name in soccer to the Great Wall because I blocked about 4 devastating shots from Aran and Kwang Yueh.

Rest for one and a half hours including travelling time before going to church youth movement at The Salvation Army. It's hard to fit in when everyone's about a couple of years older than you, but I'm estimating to fall in into the flow about two sessions later. The common age range is 16-20. Anyway, it lasted for 2 and a half hours and I was already half-dead.

Oh, and two trainings prior we were doing the last set of 10 sets of 110 metre sprints. About 20 metres into the sprint the Chariots of Fire (olympics) song suddenly sounded from the NJC side and we were spluttering with laughter while we tried to cross the line with composure.

I won't blog about today. Ciao.

Resolutions

2006-01-05T20:40:00.000+08:00

Hmm I realize I don't have any new year resolutions yet. =/

1. I will study harder and more consistently this year.
2. I will be detached from 3Q, back to 3L, ASAP.
3. I will outjump Guanyu by the end of this year.
4. I will be a good son (impossible).
5. I will be even more active as a councilor.
6. I will be more responsible.
7. I will be more faithful in religion.
8. I will not play computer games.

My brain's dry now, I'll move on to less serious resolutions.

1. Get a bloody handphone.
2. Hit those higher notes.
3. Get more of that disco.
4. Know more friends, and know more of them.
5. BE HAPPY. =]

And of course, there'll be some resolutions that'll be stored safely at the back of my mind.

Anyway, school was incredibly mundane/boring today except for occasional highs. Well, chatting with Mr Goh with Dexter, Mark, Yaohui and Ching To was definitely an eye-opening experience. He mentioned something about being a monk later in life...and 'torturing' students now such that they'll...something to do with karma.

And just when I'm restarting training in jumps with my knee problem now, I'm going back to train with sprints when I felt an incredible shot of pain in my back when I landed in my sandpit. Well, at least I'll be training lots of speed for that jump. Technique...I'll get there sometime. There's still 6 months.

Still, the cheers from the JC side are soft and shrieky. That's goes both ways as an insult and as a true opinion.

The days are dark again as I look at my schedule and realize that I can only go out on Saturdays and if some holy force favours, Sunday nights. I'm busy til 6 every day. Training 5 times a week plus two chinese tuition sessions on the less strenuous training sessions to keep me hectic til six. And church on Friday from 8-10. Saturday morning booked with two tuitions from eight to one. Church on Sunday morning, followed with more tuition from 3-6.

GG life.

Parents' Quarrel

2006-01-04T21:44:00.000+08:00

First off, my mom is letting me use 30 minutes of the computer everyday. Which I think is quite ridiculous. And she's only letting me stay up until 10:00, which of course I definitely won't be adhering to.

School was okay. Mr Lee has got an interesting form of punishment. Punish the whole class. Bloody unfair, but it is effective, I suppose. And Mr Hon (yew pin) seems like some sort of paranoid guy because at the start he gave us this form where we filled in all our particulars + parents and siblings stuff.

Assembly was quite boring. IHC wasn't too bad, because Mrs Tay was spending time telling stories about her daughter saying teachers are 'yodeling' away in school. She discouraged us quite a bit by saying chances are only half of us will go back to the mainstream. Putting that aside, English was mundane.

Went to see Mrs Giam after school. Just to find out if she was the one who recommended me for 3Q. She said she didn't and I believe her. No hard feelings anyway even if she did. So anyway, I just thanked her for year 2005. I'm so sweet. Insert angel smile here, and Jevon, please don't make the halo headgear horrible, like some onion ring thing.

Training was different today, because we trained under the sweet rain. Usually I welcome rain, especially drizzles because we're usually incinerated every afternoon. But today's rain came in with wind and we were FREEZING in training. FREEZING.

And my hair was Super Wet and it became all flattened, matted and utterly depressed today. Sprinting was particular tiring. I guess it's all about conditioning, because most of us haven't trained for 2 weeks and we were about ready to collapse and get some CPR.

And we did stridings from the start of the track to the sandpit. I got 18 but only because I was super cautious for the last step. I don't ever want to repeat the experience where my knee suddenly collapsed and I fell face flat into the sandpit.

Anyway, new stuff. Training will be slightly different. Which means I'm expecting every week to be a 5-day hell course, then plopping home, slugging it out against homework, barely staying alive on the computer, then dropping dead on the bed.

I'm going for chinese tuition. You pay $250 per month which is very exorbitant at first sight, but you can go any number of hours from Monday to Friday, 1-6 or Saturday 9-12 or Sunday 3-6. If you're really kiasu, you might be paying less than $3 per hour. I'll be leaving out some of the, ahem, finer details out.

Just went two houses right to Chen Rui's house because his father's a chemistry tuition teacher. The first impression you get of him is he's a survivor from some sort of horrible 3 month starvation or something, because his face is sorta gaunt and his eyes are really big and alert. But anyway, that's besides the point.

He's really outspoken and confident (not to the point of arrogance). He seems to know everything about IP schools. He can dish out any information about chemistry syllabus OR anything about IP syllabus anytime. He thinks our IP is the best, but by no means great. =/

And our stuff outstrips other schools by one year, I think.

Anyway, now to personal stuff. My mom and dad didn't take the news too well when I told them I was in 3Q the day before school reopened. Of course, we had the usual stuff. Meaning scoldings, lectures and all the stuff.

Lecture wise, I just listen to them droning on. I've heard what they said literally dozens of times. I could go so far as to say maybe a hundred-odd times already. And they said alot of stuff about 3Q which I all figured out already. They think I'm some sort of...of...inanimate object (eg robot) which can only take stuff at face value. I can analyze.

The finger pointing started again. It's a real prevalent problem in my household. Mom blames Dad, Dad blames Mom, Mom says that...blah blah blah. You know the drill. I get so fed up that even in problems (and they might think even crisis), they can't even be united.

I get so pissed off with them because they seem more like work partners than parents to me. Yeah, I know the problem's about me, but still...anyway, I'll stop talking about my own problems here.

Life is sweet, enjoy it.

Day One

2006-01-03T21:14:00.000+08:00

Today was the first day of school. Bleh.

First day of school was just okay, but sian. Entertained the Sec 1s for 15 minutes until they got bored and I asked them what they wanted me to do. They said breakdancing and I attempted the helicopter but I got one round ultra slow before giving up. Then went back.

Went to LT2 for some discussion session about 3P/3Q/4P class. Quite boring. Went back and luckily I was unfortunately unavailable to be one of the CMCs, because I'm supposed to be helping out with, erm, some committee for these 3 classes.

There's still class segregation. Everyone sits with people from their old class. I sat with those 2I'ers who went to 3L. Yeah, 3L is a bunch of fun people and I wanna get there ASAP so I can have fun. Not that 3Q isn't fun. It's just out of my comfort zone.

And we're getting SCAMMED omgx it's like we won't be there for one full year and we're supposed to pay $30 for class fund. Assuming we get out by half a year, that's $15 net scam. =/

So today was just a normal day at school without lessons, but still boring. Not enough to kill though, because our brains were hardly taxed. Street soccer after school was okay, but I still have a long way to go at it. My playing style's for field.

Oh, and during street soccer I could hear the cheers for HCJC's orientation. And I can tell you how...soft and...shriekish the cheers are. I can't imagine cheering like that. Assuming I get down that road 2 years later, that is.

And just for something interesting, I like Chew Guanyu and Chen Jianyi's accents.

Back to School

2006-01-02T20:17:00.000+08:00

There's school tomorrow.

=/

2005 in Review

2006-01-01T20:45:00.000+08:00

Well, 2005 was my most busy but best year yet. I think council really made my year. Making new friends, going to Youth Forum and SLC, organizing Open House, Teachers' Day (okay, maybe not) and Sec 1 Level Day with friends, being an Orientation buddy and going for council dinner...great.

Other great stuff wasn't too plentiful. Other than joining Track & Field in July with a great bunch of track-mates, watching them become champions 2 weeks later, going to Phuket for holiday, Secondary 2 camp, and going out with friends, nothing much. But what I said seems quite a bit to me.

The only thing bad was studies. But hey, studies isn't life, right?

Bring on 2006...

2006

2006-01-01T13:36:00.000+08:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR...

And replies to tags.
@All consolation tags: Thanks.
@charis: Of COURSE I'll remember you, auntie.
@cons: BYEBYEBYE
@WhiZ: But j00 didn't get bonded!
@suwan: Hi again. Just wondering how you made your way to that post. And best wishes for your knee, whatever happened.
@sherilyn: You're the first tagger for new year. Erm...for that, I'll return you your $5. Yeah?

I know I'm late with all the wishing, but I'll attribute that to my reaching home at 1:30 AM last night (or this morning, see it as you wish) instead of the 11+ PM I stipulated. But no worries, I can handle myself.

OK. Went out yesterday with Qihan, Ching To, Kelly, Qingyu and Li Hua. Kelly already watched Chronicles of Narnia, and there was nothing else good on, so we settled with watching good ol' dumb King Kong. But first, dinner.

Li Hua is interesting, because she's a tracker (3000m), and she's a vegetarian. Where does all that protein come from? Anyway, we had that $44.90 pizza Christmas special or New Year special or whatevernot.

Watched Kong later. Well, things to note are: Kong appears one hour into the movie, it's just like any other monster movie just plus a small bit of humour, Annie likes Kong for some reason, dinosaurs appear in the movie, and the US Army cannot spare more than 6 measly monoplanes to strafe a dumb monkey.

Well, something cool was when Kong was fighting with the tyrannosaurus and he broke the dinosaur's jaw. That was super cool. I have just got to try out that move on someone, someday. Not on Dexter, though. Oh, and I'm still quite surprised that Adrien Brody chose to play in this movie. After watching The Pianist I was inclined to think that he'd rather play a more, ah, sensible film.

Anyway, it wasn't watching the movie that was fun. I preferred the time after the movie where we minus Ching To were at Macs. Qihan and I were still hyper and energetic and that sort of stuff. The effect was probably carried over from last night. The radio was playing music and suddenly it went, "TEN!"

Then I started yelling the countdown too. I was the only one til Qihan joined in at around five, and everyone in MacDonalds was looking at us two. I wonder why people are so cold nowadays, I thought at least half the people around would join the countdown too. Man.

And as we left Jurong Point, both Qihan and I turned around and bellowed "HAPPY NEW YEAR" into the dark shopping centre. Oh well, we ended off with a blast, didn't we?

And while New Year's here, and everyone's happy, I shall be happy too!

Council Dinner 2005

2005-12-30T23:39:00.000+08:00

Today was a pretty Ecstasy-ized council dinner.

Well, before the dinner I went to collect my new spectacles. Well, they're really similar to my old spectacles which I abandoned today, except that it isn't spectacularly bent or heavily scratched by whatnot. And it's black in colour.

So, I went for council dinner, reaching SAFRA at around 6.30. I expected it to be just some dumb dinner. But it was much more rawk than that. I being in the front of the line, grabbed quite some food. I had only average though. I had much confidence in myself finish twice that amount of food. I just didn't have enough confidence in the paper plate.

After the mildly interesting parts like the catered dinner, prize presentation, a video, some speeches by the present council mentors, the music started.

During that time, Mr. Fong was invited to say a few words. One of the sentences was, "Before all hell breaks loose,". After that, all hell broke loose. And I do mean a whole lotta hell.

OK, so throughout the whole night, it was almost just a Sec 2 dance. At first, we did obscene stuff like Mr. Bean dancing as a group. There was not a single Sec 3 within sight, almost all the Sec 2s were doing the actions together. It seems very obscene and disgusting from the outside but it felt extremely rawkkish when I was doing it along with them.

Besides stuff like Mr. Bean dancing, we changed dragon pumping into, er, ah, dragon humping (of course not the real one, we still had our pants on), FTF (the popular short form of F*ck the Floor), and many other sick stuff that was real fun when I did it with the rest of the group. The Sec 1s, 3s and 4s merely watched from the side. Unsporting dudes =/

And during some parts I was drowing in wtf, but it was a wtf in the name of fun.

Yeah, after that we had some great disco dancing. Even without any girls it was still fine =]. Although that could've completed the atmosphere, but it was a pure natural over-the-board high feeling. Again, I think someone must've spiked the fruit punch, because I never feel like that.

By this time, my shirt was about half-drenched in sweat, but hey, so was, about, all the Sec 2s who were doing all the crazy stuff too.

After that, we had like, probably about a dozen bondings. For those who don't know what a bonding means, it means many people holding you down while others take off their clothes. I don't see the logic, but I find it fun except when I'm the target. Anyway, we didn't go past the pants, so nothing much but still fun.

So, below you'll see a case-by-case study. Or actually, those interesting ones. Nothing obscene. No genitals were harmed in the production of the bondings. Now make a move on.

LEE JIA WEI
Yup, so as most of the council knows, Jiawei's birthday was two days ago. It was during Orientation, and we were so exhausted and tired we couldn't bond him then. So now we bonded him! Welcome to your 14th year in your life, kid.

DARYL LEE JI JO
Next come Ji Jo, our proud heavyweight 1st runner-up. Whatever. Anyway, we bonded him. Again, my arms around his knees and pressing down. The thing is, he had this belt around his jeans (or was it pants? can't remember.), and it was so difficult to pull out, so Gregory pulled it out gently and tantalizingly and it finally came loose.

MARK LEE JIN YI
You could always see this one coming. In most cases where my arms weren't already occupying the neck, Mark would have his whole body lying on top of the person's chest, so the person being bonded always saw him first. Poor Mark, his face always being in the line of fire. Mine too, but I'm bigger and faster.

JACK HUANG LIANG YEN (or something)
Mark yelled 'BOND JACK!' and Jack rushed out, but not before Jingbo and I covered the corridor and he was forced to run the other way. We pinned him to the ground, with him screaming vulgarities and yelling "SENIORS! HELP ME!" And when we unbuttoned his jeans, he was wearing something like...too bad. Censored.

OK. I'll have a momentary pause here. If you read Jack's one, by this time we had formed into bonding teams. Sec 2s, Sec 3s and Sec 4s had their own teams, and we pledged to defend each other and try to rip the bonders off their team-mates. So here's where the fun starts...

ERIK WIDJAJA
This one was special. Someone said 'Where's Widjaja?' and Jack replied "zao liao!". So, I searched the toilet and found one door closed. I jumped over and glanced, and I saw him inside. I yelled for the whole place to hear, "ERIK'S IN THE TOILET!" Somehow, Mark forced the door down and pulled Erik into the room to be bonded.

HO RUI AN
Our Ortus Council Chairman. In the Sec 2 group, I had them gathered around me and whispered, "Where's Rui An?" Just then, Rui An had the luck to stroll in through the door. We rushed for Rui An and he bolted for the stairs, but me, Mark and Zhong Han caught up and we carried him on our shoulders back to the room, with him screaming like a girl on the way.

GREGORY LEONG JI MUN
Our vice president. During this time, the Sec 4s rushed to defend him. Terence and I jammed the corridor, with me and him holding Jack, my hand grabbing Yuanjun's arm, Jijo tryingto climb over Terence, and me blocking Rui Xiong with my outstretched arm.

However, Gregory has brains. Bonding's only fun when the person thrashes and defends and gets successfully bonded, against his own will, in the end. Gregory unbuttoned his shirt himself and was proceeding to his pants when people left.

MYSTERY BONDING
Guess who.

Anyway, the Sec 3s were huddled together. So, the Sec 2s formed one big mass, where Me, Terence and Davin formed a formidable first wall. Then, the Sec 3s rushed for Davin on the right, when I was on the left. So, most of the Sec 2s rushed towards there and I was isolated, when suddenly Shiwei attacked me from the flank and grabbed me. From then, suddenly I was surrounded with a horde of Sec 3s, and I thrashed madly - I swung my leg so hard that the guy holding it fell, and together we all fell, including those behind him not participating.

So I escaped unscathed. How? Violence. I just thrashed around with all my 4 limbs being held down. I rolled over Rui An's shins with my shoes, I gave an unintended kick to Chia Jone in the chest, and tons more. With some help from Davin, Terence and Qihan, I escaped without even a shirt off, against maybe 15 seniors. Augustine told me later that I was thrashing so hard that most of the Sec 2s were afraid to defend me lest they catch a wild swinging leg.

I think that was the last of the bondings, so in the end, out of so many people, only Gregory and I were the survivors. One of a kind. Gregory through psychology, and me through brute force. Proves that force is still a viable method in the world.

Still more crazy stuff after that, but not all that memorable. A bit more dancing, spraying some stuff around the room that we had to clean up later, a bit more shaking, crazily low limbo, and stuff. Oh, and throughout the night, the council mentors did catch a small bit of our crazy antics. But Mr Fong and Ms Seng are great teachers.

Went to Macs later with Mark, Fabian, Terence, Jiachen, Zhong Hong and Davin, discussing mainly about the bondings. Yup.

'[2.4.6] shiwei ; 2006 basket sec twos'

Yup, Shiwei must be really, really pissed with the great unity we displayed today. Because we bonded him twice. Haha.

Once again, guys, thanks for keeping my mind off stuff...

Orientation Day 3

2005-12-29T23:38:00.000+08:00

Orientation day 3 was a blast, and my eyelids are drooping as I do this. Totally bloody exhausted.

I went to school with Davin's dad fetching me there. And I still felt terribly gutted on the trip because it's my last duty as a councilor. But anyway...

So the previous night, we guys went to Cold Storage and I bought $22 worth of chocs, M&Ms and kitkats for them. Leaving it in our bag, we went for Hwa Chong Amazing Race. Whatever. We collect straws, staplers and scotchtape throughout and we have to build towers.

I left my group to my own devices during the tower building, refusing to help them. In the end we got the most artistic group prize award, because we built the Eiffel Tower. Too bad it got wrecked in a melee in the Ops. Room later. More on that at the end of the post.

Cheers practice and competition. Oh well, my team didn't do that badly after all. There was nothing really outstanding this year, unlike my year where one group had those leading the cheers carrying those following the cheers on their shoulders. That was brilliant, but nothing spectacular for this batch.

Yeah, then we had a buddies cheer. The moment Alfred yelled for us to squeeze, we sprinted up to stage from all directions. And during the 'shan ge' cheer, instead of just the usual boring fist punching in mid-air we all ripped our shirts off and had them in the air to swing. That was brilliant. Ecstasy without any side-effects.

We got all eight flags from the seniors, and by this time I lost my whole voice and I could scream about as well as a St Nicks girl. Not bad. Oh, and my group got 2nd in cheers competition. GG.

OK, it's now in my 20th hour of being awake. I shall make this as quick as possible. That being said, it'll still be long.

I shall skip all the way to the debriefing part. So Jerry spent thirty precious dollars buying the biggest cake he could, both for Jiawei's birthday (WOO!) and for Orientation. So guess what we did? We smashed Alfred's face into the cake. One second later, Alfred looked up, cake-faced, and threw the first projectile. And it all started.

For about 20 seconds it we were hurling the cake madly while for the first time in my life I was scrambling away from all this, hurrying out of the door behind Rui An. For me, casualties include my pair of shoes worth $94, but otherwise I escaped relatively unscathed.

So it ended with a bang, and with the classroom a total mess (cake on table, door, whiteboard, noticeboard etc.) we proceeded merrily to clean up. Well, it was all great and merry before Mr. Fong and Erik Widjaja came strolling our path.

Hurriedly, the Sec 3s locked the OT and buddies inside while we tried as hard as we could not to laugh or make any noise or any movement at all. But in the end, such things are always found out. Erik didn't scold us til it was the OT and seniors left. By that time, me, Jian Rui, Qi Han, Zhong Han and Fabian were already out of the line of fire.

We went to KAP again. And we were just high for whatever reason. I was screaming with laughter all the time and when I couldn't take it I'd just stand up and sprint to the toilet and laugh myself crazy in there. Won't say much here, because you need to be there to feel the madness.

Orientation Day 1 & 2

2005-12-28T22:26:00.000+08:00

OK, it's been one day since the terrible news and my mind is seemingly functioning properly. The stunned/shocked feeling has passed and since I have had no time to think of the backlash and I don't want to think about it yet, let's talk about the past few days.

Oh, and thanks, guys. Yah, so I guess lots of my council friends and classmates at least know about what happened already.

Yup, I have 4 photos from the Christmas eve -> Christmas stayover. Let's see them...

4 couch potatoes, and as you can see my hair's really depressed because I just took a bath. And ok, so maybe I'm a little bit tan...

After Circle of Death. Charis is waiting to use the toilet. To puke, I think.

That's me and Faith. Ok, so maybe I'm tan...

Playing twister. Note the gritted teeth. Yeah, because staying in one-hand pumping position for only one minute is super easy and it's not exhausting at all. And no one can ever give up while doing that. Ever.

OK, so Day 1 of orientation passed by real quick. In the morning me and Qihan were supposed to be training. And mind you, we did train. Just that we trained about 15 minutes of trying to open track room, 1 hour 15 minutes of basketball and 15 minutes of weights.

Yeah, so as you expected I did drastically poor at shooting hoops because the words "finesse", "technique", "grace" and "control" are so totally me. Yup, so I stuck to defending for the most part, which was about 45 minutes where Qihan tried to score and I just defended.

I think he scored about 6 points in total when I was defending. I suppose I fouled him quite a number of times. But anyway, even with him shielding the ball with his back, my arm just looped in front and nicked the ball, or I just made him screw shots because he had to shoot really, really high angles. Probably 80 degrees.

Back to Orientation. The icebreakers were total shit. Let's skip them totally, remember the good things and forget the bad stuff. Like the commercial about some young kid playing tennis. Anyway, cheers was okay.

So usually, in cheering there's these 4 quarters.
Front quarter: Those really enthusiastic ones, screaming their lungs out.
Next quarter: Those who say, "Hey, those guys are cheering. Okay, let's cheer too!"
Next quarter: Those who go, "OK. Those guys are cheering, fine, we'll cheer too..."
Last quarter:

zzzz

I think there's some problem with this batch lah. I remember that during MY orientation, about half of them are real enthusiastic all the time. I was always in front, or as front as possible, I remember. I can point out those enthu ones all the time.

Anyway, teambuilding games weren't half bad too. They're much better than whatever I could think of, anyway. Had to leave for the 3Q thingy halfway. When I came back, I watched for a while, couldn't take it, moved over to the side benches and started crying.

I'm trying to be high for tomorrow, so I'll not post anything emotional today. The crying will probably start during the final group debrief.

Anyway, back to Orientation. I joined them again and watched. I couldn't take it from the middle, and my presence would be detrimental anyway because I'm half-sobbing, my eyes were raw red and my throat was blocked.

At the end of the day, the seniors had a good scolding session. Won't talk much about it. About half the screw-ups happened while I was during training, and by that time the shock has cleared and the realisation starts to sink in, so for me I was kinda detached.

Now it's time for the second day...

EP3 orientation. I tried to take it a little more personal today. Talking to them in smaller groups, more individually. Yah, it might've worked throughout the day if I wasn't handling a large group of 45 Secondary Ones alone.

Everything was great. Throughout the whole day I was telling them they've got everything to gain and nothing to lose. Except their pride which isn't a big thing. Yeah, and everything was like that. Everything was actually fun. I tried judo but YH wouldn't let me throw him. =/

Except for dumb X-country. Ram told them they had to run 1.1km in under 6 minutes. Yeah, so they had everything to lose and nothing to gain, from their perspective at least. So everyone got tired, demoralized, frustrated and stuff. Bloody shit.

EP3 oreintation continues...and then we had water bomb. Chaotic shit. Fun shit. Yeah, at one time I was up at the track room. High ground for buddies, OT and seniors, and I was shaking my ass at the Sec 1s. Luckily I took no direct hits to my pants because I didn't bring a dry set. And I was relatively dry compared to SLC.

Oh well, at least we ended off with a bang today. All the Sec 1s had fun. I had fun. I managed to forget about 3Q. Anyway, after usual stuff from Alfred & seniors, a few of us went to Cold Storage and KAP. I spent $22 worth for snacks for the Sec 1s. Strepsils during orientation, chocs after orientation.

I'm feeling terribly gutted. Tomorrow's the last day I have a duty as a councilor. My term ends soon...

Suspension

2005-12-27T21:16:00.000+08:00

I am in totally no mood to post about orientation.

It's just chaos. My mind is blankly stunned, I can't think logically, my brain is in total chaos and disorder seemingly orchestrated by some higher order, my brain is being hit with a splitting headache that seems to be a result of all the above mixture.

Today, I stepped into LT2 and I thought Mr Hon was just going to talk to us. Now we're in this class called 3Q which is still IP, but is quite unstable. Yeah, and we can get transferred back to 3L, or to 3P as and when they like. But worse of all, I have no consortium, which means I have no council.

I never realized the brilliance and the devastation of being stunned and totally blank. I hate it now. I shut my feelings up during the briefing, but.

When I went back to orientation later I couldn't take it anymore and I just cried my guts out. I sobbed, and sobbed, and sobbed harder. I never knew how much councilorship meant to me. I love the school. I love serving the school. I sobbed endlessly. I've never known such pain as this.

Those who were there by my side to console me, thanks alot. In no order: Ting Wei, Alfred, Augustine, Jerry, Rui An, Ching To, Yi Cheng, Jia Chen, Matthew, Jian Rui, Felix, Zhen Yang, Wei Leong, Jeremy, Junhao, Qi Han, Zhong Han, Zhen Jie, etc. It made all the difference.

Oh well. As of 1st January 2006, my councilorship is put to an end. I'm going back to the next two days of orientation. I'm gonna shout, cry, cheer and rock my guts out. Since I'll be gone for at least the next 2 and a half months, I'll definitely do all I can.

At least it's still temporary. I can come back by next term. I'll be back by next term. Don't worry. 2 and a half months won't kill me. I'll be back by then. Just you wait.

Shaved

2005-12-26T16:18:00.000+08:00

OMG you wouldn't believe that I actually shaved.

It's painless, for the most part except when I accidentally pressed my left thumb against the shaving blade. There's a little cut which didn't stop bleeding for 5 minutes, but it's okay.

I shall go into a corner and Cry because I look 16 instead of 21 now =(

I KNOW YOU'RE GONNA LAUGH AT ME WHEN YOU SEE ME TOMORROW

Speaking of tomorrow, tomorrow is Secondary one Orientation. Once the clock hits 9:30, I'll be getting off the computer to do some mental preparation and revving up for tomorrow, visualizing it all, getting some rough stuff up for pep-talks etcetera.

Tsunami Anniversary

2005-12-26T12:04:00.000+08:00

Today is the anniversary of the tsunami.

Perhaps you'd like to observe a moment's silence for the victims and the survivors.

Christmas Eve Stayover

2005-12-25T09:54:00.000+08:00

Merry Christmas everyone =)

I shall reply to a few tags first...
@yujie: Png you. I just forgot for a moment.
@bx: What do you want...David Bingham (that's worse)?
@yanting: Some things are best kept unknown.
@Rurouni: Haha, never had, never will be.
@tor: =OO you never come here. Why the sudden change?
@zhiwei: Merry christmas too =]

OK, I'm back from the sleepover at Constance's and the exhaustion is finally starting to kick-in.

Went there with DAJH. Met (in no particular order) Sherilyn, Ching To, Jevon, Faith and Dominic. Took the bus to Constance's/Charis' house. It's really messy and disorganized. I wonder how they live with the disorganization, or perhaps it just chose to invite itself during the festive season.

Anyway, when we reached their house, I heard someone say, "Hello, auntie.". So, I turned around and I just instinctively blurted out the same thing without looking who it was. Then I saw it was Charis. >.<have to watch that mouth more...

I think we had about one and a half hours of street soccer. Me, Erwin, Jevon, Ching To, DEE AY JAY HEICH, Sherilyn and Constance. The latter two fared the worst with about the 33.33% of Ching To's shots I wasn't able to block with my extremely long legs. Another shot straight to my head to add another battle scar to my spectacles.

Sherilyn got a bad knock on her hand which damaged her wrist. But it's not a sprain, it'll be fine. Not of us got anything bad, though my feet and legs were sort of jarred from blocking shot after shot from Ching To. At least one per minute, I think.

Back from the street soccer court, drenched in the collective mixture of sweat and dirty rainwater, I took my first of three showers. After a, um, good dinner which forunately had white rice to fill my stomach, we went bowling, for about the 3rd time in my life.

I never liked bowling, because I'm not a 'control' person. Which is why I stick to defending at soccer. Anyway, I scored an 86, which I know is really, really lousy. But nevermind. Bowling was never my sport anyway. And the girls were like screaming and cheering throughout. It was noisy, but nice atmosphere.

Jevon has to be nerfed because he scored 149. =(

Went back and had ANOTHER shower...then we watched Home Alone. Throughout the night, Faith was asking someone to crack her back, but no one could do it. So I went up, gave her a good, hard press, and cracked her back bones really well, but I cracked her neck bones at the same time. =/

Watching Home Alone is still great as ever. Probably because it's the original version.

Played Circle of Death afterwards. It's some game where you have to drink lots of water. Black 2-9, drink one serving. Red 2-9, select someone to drink one serving. 10, create a new rule. Jack, play the rhyme game. Loser drinks. Queen, "I never ever..."...nevermind. King, it's a "go to the toilet" card. Ace, you do an action and the slowest to copy has to drink.

I think I drank the 2nd most, just after Darrell. Fortunately for me (and not so for everyone else), I had the luck to strike two king cards, so I was always safe. Faith had 1. Almost everyone else threw up after the game because it was really a lot to drink. I think I drank about 25 cups.

And the sensation is, when you've just finished emptying your bladder and you lean forward to tug the handle to flush the toilet bowl, you suddenly feel like peeing some more.

Nevermind. After everyone did their puking, peeing and whatnot, we chatted for another while before a few of us decided to play Twister. Me, DAJH, Dominic and Constance. Constance got bored after a while because she got all the easy squares, so she left.

In the end, it was just me and DAJH. Mine were the really exhausting positions while DAJH had to do all the twisted positions. Well, since I'm strong and DAJH is a gymnast, we were in our respective elements. I won purely by luck when Darrell slipped at the last moment. I took another shower after that because I was drenched in sweat again.

At this time, it's about 4 AM. We told each other stories. From me, mainly about our dear biology teacher, Mr Goh Yan Yih, and some real life HappyTreeFriends-esque incidents, my once a month (or perhaps fortnight; maybe even week) fights and, lastly, Mr Png, but for that last one it was so mind-boggling we gave up halfway.

The girls' stories was a mixture of their teachers and stories involving a whole lot of condoms. Or a whole lot of stories involving condoms. Either way, condoms. We finished at around 5 A.M. today before we finally decided to go to sleep. I slept on the floor whilst Erwin and Dominic played Dead or Alive on Xbox.

Have I mentioned the perfectly athletic and beautiful feet all the girls have? When we were comparing foot sizes (as usual, like lots of people do), I noticed that they all have perfectly arched feet. I may kill for that. Flat-foots kill off your knees very fast. Damn.

Oh, and one of the corridors is quite narrow, so I was always climbing up towards the ceiling on that. It was cool. And jumping down is rather cool too, but it supposedly irks their irritable neighbours. So sad, because a disco probably could've completed the night.

So now that I'm back from church, I'm proud to declare I stayed awake for maybe 70% of the time. God bless.

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Update. About 9.00.

Oh well. I guess Christmas Eve plus the first 5 hours of Christmas was far more interesting than the rest of Christmas. Nothing but cousins coming over, although we did download Madness Interactive onto the computer as a .exe file, so that was cool. Otherwise, it was a bore.

And I'm proud to say I haven't succumbed to my exhaustion yet. It's now 9:48, which means I've been awake for about 14 hours right now. Weird, when I only slept 3 hours...

Let's see some of the battle scars from yesterday and today morning:
A minor cut on the knee from Faith's nails.
A wound similar to my disgusting wound. On my 4th toe, from playing street soccer.
Spectacles even more lopsided.

And I'm not sleepy at all yet.

Wayne Doogey

2005-12-21T22:07:00.000+08:00

I failed to wake up for training this morning. Oh well. If Ang asks, I'll just say I stayed at home to look after my mother. Which is true, because I did look after my mother at home. Like all the best lies, majority of the lie is, in actuality, truth.

So I went for the Orientation pre-event briefing. Yeah, it was GREAT. Especially the part when Shiwei gave us a pep-talk. Shan't say anything here about it, or things may happen. Clue: Track & Field 2004. About him never seeing the other schools being so united in his entire hwachong life. Figure it out yourself.

Ee. Kiral and Junnies have put their names into Ronaldinho, so it turns out as Kiralinho and Letalinho. Letal is Junnies nickname. Er, so breaking away from Ronaldinho, I called myself Wayne Doogey. Bing Xiang is Robingho. Felix is Alex Felguson. Haha.

Aran, with his incredibly long surname, shall be called Ruud van Shanmugaratnamstelrooy. I know it doesn't fit either, both sound wise and syllable wise, but for the lack of another longer name, van Nistelrooy will have to suffice for the moment.

There'll be some dumb kayaking tomorrow. It'll probably turn into some sort of crapping session with no one actually having the intention to kayak. Sorry, Yikai. I'm wondering if I should just not bring the form and then I won't be able to go...ah...tragic.

Christmas is arriving in 4 days. I, for one, find it tedious and a waste of time to send out Christmas cards. A sincere 'Happy Christmas' sounds much nicer to me than a card. That said, I don't usually have the energy (or the bother) to go around to chat with most people that usually rot on my contact list just to tell wish them happy Christmas.

Things to buy over the next few days. Handphone, for one. Shaver, and I've already been avoiding the Holy Knight for 2 and a half months. A pair of jeans because I, shockingly, don't have any. A pair of spectacles, because it's all covered with battle scars. A pink shirt, just for fun.

I'll also need to get some discipline and studiousness. I wish they would start selling those at local convenience stores like 7-11. That would be life.

Reality Check

2005-12-20T16:48:00.000+08:00

School starts in 13 days. Or something like that, and I haven't done a single thing about it. I've thought of MRP/PW briefly before tossing it aside. I read a few pages of each textbook and put them back in the shelf. I haven't made any resolutions or preparations for next year.

Oh well. 3L next year. It won't be so bad in there. I'll get to see people like Darrell Leong and Bing Xiang everyday, for one. That's something I'm certainly looking forward too. That's probably all I'm looking forward to. The people.

Things I'm definitely not looking forward to a deflated reputation. Well, studies, for one. Girls prefer a guy of a certain standard of intellect. And of course, being the only councilor in 3L will definitely be detrimental to my reputation. I envisioned being in there with Ching To, but he's in HP. Darn.

Speaking of council, we still haven't gone through the trimming stage yet. I know I'll definitely be staying in. Not 100%, of course, but pretty close to that. I imagine about 6 of us will be taken away. I already have names in mind about who.

It seems that I've been going through a reality check lately. Which means, I've been back to training with jumps again. Today was rather slack since we managed to cheat about 4 of the diagonal terraces steps off Ang. The whole time Keith was talking about what happened when a few of the trackers were going to China.

And speaking of training, Ang let me be a buddy for Orientation. Whew.

My wallet is filled full of baht in coins. Anyone who wants some, bug me on MSN and hope I meet you sometime.

Oh, and don't you think this is a great idea?

Surfing at Mach 1. That doesn't sound too bad to me.

Chick Magnets

2005-12-19T10:18:00.000+08:00

I think I really lost some size (not weight) ever since I joined track & field because I can pull down my bermudas quite some distance down now. And lost 1kg at Club Med. Anyway...

Az and Jai are getting me real jealous. I came back from Club Med, and 2 girls I knew there liked me. Az and Jai? 7 and 4 respectively. Everyone's calling them chick magnets. And they are. Az said I was one too but take a good look at the statistics, and do the math.

It is a point that everyone else I knew went back to their respective countries with a grand total of zero. That makes me 3rd on the scoreboard, but I'm not satisfied because it's still a far cry from the other two. Hah.

I should be happy that I have, at least, garnered two. But in almost every field (the term "almost" not encompassing studies) I prefer to compare myself with the best, so it gets depressing at times. But nevermind. The feeling's passed.

Maybe if I change that one little thing about me and start looking from the bright side, I'll be a bit happier with life. Haha...

My mom's coming back from hospital today and she's fine. She'll just need to have crutches, nothing really serious. And if it is, they can just extract the growth in her bone, so she'll live past the age of 50, at least.

Eeee school restarts in two weeks =(

Edited with more content.

This = win.
http://entertainment.tv.yahoo.com/news/wwn...3414040002.html

I'm a SOO buddy but I'm not sure if Ang will let me go, especially after my knee problem which forced me to train with sprints for one and half months. And especially if he already doesn't let both Qi Han and Guan Yu go. =/

OK. I'm going to get a handphone soon. Probably in the last week of the holidays. Either a Nokia 7610 like YH has, or Nokia 6680. I know all of you are feeling so proud of me. And a shaver too. I guess I'll be looking slightly younger soon enough.

Club Med Doesn't Like Me

2005-12-18T19:02:00.000+08:00

All great things at Club Med happen right after I leave. Damn.

Az and Jai were just telling me about the great stuff that happened the night of the day that I left. The perfect night missed by one day, damn. If only my mom's procedure could've been scheduled one day later. That would be life, but "shit happens".

All the guys are supposed to grab a girl and do position dancing. Dammit. I'm feeling a little sensitive about missing all that great stuff right now, but it'll pass.

Life back in Singapore has been real damn boring after Club Med. When my family's been out I close all doors and windows and blast songs like "Yeah", "Let's Get it Started" and "Hollaback Girl" on the speakers nearly disco loud, dancing solo but without the eyes this time. It's fun, but everything else is either mundane or repetitive.

Next year's either at Ria Bintan, Cherating Beach or Kani. Hopefully, I'll also get to go in June, but that all depends on the timing of SLC, hopefully it'll be the same as this time, staged around the second week of June, then I'll go and enjoy. And my mother's agreed to have it for at least one week this time. So I won't miss any good stuff.

Yup, we're all back to reality now. Training, stoning in front of the computer etcetera. My mom's in hospital. I wish my mom's condition would be more fatal because it's real boring and there'll be no chance of her dying. That's really dumb, but I like living on the adrenaline feeling.

5 Random/Weird Things

2005-12-16T22:32:00.000+08:00

Ohhh yeshhh I just had to be tagged by Yanting. Usually I trash/don't care about this stuff but this one's rather different from all the chain stuff. Anyways...

Rules of the game:
1) Post 5 weird/random things about yourself.
2) Tag 5 people.

1) I passed of as of age in a bar in Singapore before and, ordering beer and getting it. =]

2) I have never combed my hair for a few years. Not even formal events. Untidy. =O

3) My clothes closet is devoid of the following: jeans and a pink shirt.

4) Despite my current fascination, I used to totally Hate.Abhor.Despise. girls. Things change.

5) I personally consider none of the above weird/random, but I couldn't think of anything else.

The 5 people I shall tag...
1) Bing Xiang
2) Jevon
3) Yujie
4) Aran
5) Elson

There you go.

In Pictures and Videos

2005-12-14T19:14:00.000+08:00

A few photos and a video.

That's me and Azz.

Game with Cameron. Just scissors paper stone, and the winner must use the club to bonk the loser on his head before he gets his hat on.

Me with my cert. Russo's on the left, with his arms probably breaking from catching me, and Rifki on the right.

Sexaye. And that's Andrea at the right. I know you all think he's hot.

Had to use PhotoBucket for this one because Imageshack only accepts 1024kb or below images. This one was 1052kb. On the left is Emma, the dude in the centre is Azz, next to me is James and behind me is Jai. I remember saving this one.

Knee hang catch. You gotta scroll left and right during the swinging. Sorry 'bout that.

Club Med Phuket

2005-12-14T15:14:00.000+08:00

I originally meant to post all this in the cyber café at Club Med, but it's 40 baht ($1.60) for the first 5 minutes and I had to charge it to my room. If I could pay there, I might've used it, but no.

Right. So originally intending to take a leaf out of Taggy's book by bringing an empty exercise book and penning down random thoughts coming in, I thought I'd just use it to capture the thoughts and feelings of the moment in Club Med. Feels much better reading a post at present rather then after the whole thing.

So you're reading it like I'm still there. Read each post like a different one.

Photos and videos will be uploaded some other time.

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Day 1.

Woke up at 4:30 in preparation for the flight at 7:00 AM. I won't blog anything about the flight. We started with a bit of archery. I shot a bull’s eye on the 11th shot, so I quit on the 12th. Quit while you're ahead, you may take 50 more shots to get a second bull’s eye.

Lunch today was with mom, sis and an Italian dude. We had trouble conversing with him, though we got a bit out in the end. Like the tag on my arm meaning I can't order beer, vodka, wine etcetera. In Club Med you have tags for different ages. But that hardly matters.

Practiced squash for a while, nothing much here.

Passed by the theatre at 3PM. At Club Med, they have all sorts of crazy games taking place like, every hour. Here's a real conversation that took place between me and one of the GOs.

"Hi, what's your name?"
"Douglas."
"Where you from?"
"Singapore."
*sees clipboard in his hand*
*snatch*
"You're not writing my name down til I know what it is. What is it?"
"Horse racing."
*looks around*
"You're the horse."
"In that case, I'm Sam."

Then we did the trapeze at around 4 o' clock, but since it was raining we had to do it indoors, in the theatre. I did the knee hang again but with the added backflip. Almost achieved it but I didn't get my feet back in time, landing horribly on my toes and cracking all my knuckles simultaneously. The GO said it was because I was tall, but an equally tall Aussie teen did it before me. If I might add, he looks INCREDIBLY like Wayne.

Went for combat fitness later, but they might've called it cardio combat for all it's worth. Learnt all the stuff with Ching To and Dexter already. Just pick some fights with them every once in a while and my self defense (and/or offense) will be fine.

Yay. My room has ESPN. That means I can have a 24 hour day. Stay awake from 6-1, stone for an hour, watch a random EPL/La Liga/Serie A football much for 2 hours and stone for a couple more. Voila.

Dinner afterwards. It pays to go to meals alone all the time because you get to sit with strangers. One thing about Club Med that's great is the community. And if you're going to be around for about 5 days to two weeks, you might as well get everyone to know you. I do that, otherwise I think it's a waste of time staying there.

So anyway, ate with an Aussie family. Robbie, his mother and his aunt. His aunt's real funny. We were talking, and when i said I could tell their nationality, she put on a mock angry face and positively yelled, "WHAT DO WE LOOK LIKE, GAYS?" Oh, and Robbie was wearing a pink shirt. It takes a lot of courage to wear one. Guess I'm a coward at heart. Gotta get a pink shirt some time.

There was a fake casino later with fake money. I played, because I'll have to wait 4 years for the IR to open anyway. Had some fun at Russian roulette and blackjack.

Highlight of the holiday. My holiday at least. Disco dancing. Only a handful went, about 40-odd. Dad actually went! I'm so damn proud of him. For half an hour we did guided dancing. Not too bad.

Then for the next one hour, the GOs went away and we were left to our own devices. Songs like "Let's Get Retarded" and "Hollaback Girl". Spontaneous dancing. And I continued! Chickened out for a while because there was a group of really good dancers from Bangkok, all about 22-25 years old, about 10 of them in total, plus 2 GOs staying behind and showing off all their stuff. Felt real awkward, but I went back and danced some more.

Those people are just like fluids. They dance everyday, literally and figuratively. Everything comes so damn naturally to them. I actually have to think a little before going onto the dance floor. But hey, it's a start, innit? Oh, and once again, literally no one believed my age. Lowest guess thus far is 17. Should've lied and said yes, then could've gone out with the older chicks around. HAH. I'm a bit too honest for my own good. Damn.

What a long day. Woke up at 4:30, and stayed awake here until 1:30, which in Singapore time is about 2:30. Not bad. 22 hours.

Still feels...dunno. That was my first time doing it spontaneously, just shooting off whatever's at the top of my mind. And with those sexy chicks! It was great. Great confidence booster. Just being the youngest there by a mile and dancing with people at least 1.5x your age. Life is sweet.

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Day 2

2nd day. Woke up at around 8, local time. Super, SUPER exhausted from yesterday's stuff, but I'm not a very good sleeper once I'm awake so I forced myself to get up. Namely, rolling off the bed and falling onto the floor. That works surprisingly well for me.

Squash again in the morning after a quick breakfast sitting with an Australian couple. Went back to the room afterwards and watched Mona Lisa Smile on HBO. In the morning it's usually devoid of lots of people except at the restaurant. And there isn't that much to do anyway.

Watched a huge crowd play waterpolo at the pool later. Didn't join in because I was afraid my wound would hurt, or in 5 man pile-ups my wound would get a huge knock by some random thrashing guy. Hmph.

Had lunch with two Australian GOs, a South African dude and a 12 year old Singaporean kid called Daryl. The South African guy has a son who supports Liverpool. =O and I have a Manchester United shirt with me. Cristiano Ronaldo. Oh, and Daryl is going to Victoria next year. Damn.

Anyway. I went back into the pool for a dip and found out that my wound didn't hurt. Damn. Met the South African dude's kid in the pool. He's cool. About 9 years old, but he's a bomb.

I suppose having the Ronaldo shirt is a real irony. Other than the height I'm really the complete opposite. I can do all sorts of stuff in soccer, shooting, tackling, blocking shots, crossing, but I can't dribble to save my life. Meh. Maybe one day while playing soccer and wearing the Ronaldo shirt, I'll suddenly start producing nutmegs, stepovers, flip-flaps and roulettes while thinking of the hawt girl at the side watching, not concentrating on the game.

Oh, and remember the big Aussie family I was talking about? It's actually South African. Hah. They're all lance thin, super tall and they all have rock hard abs. Even the hot 17 year old chick.

Went on the trapeze for three times later. Executed the first one perfectly; knee-hang and backflip. Screwed the second one slightly with a poor first attempt at the backflip, and on the third I took too long to get my hands off the bar. I'll get the video of the 2nd one uploaded sometime. Recommend a good site plz.

Going up there is super easy now. I don't even feel a little nervous. Some feeling I can't describe, it's closest to pleasant anticipation. Used to have jelly legs at Bali, especially the first time where I was screaming like a mad dog. Oh, and the trapeze show is on Wednesday so I can't feature. I was on the shortlist in Bali but I had to leave early. Repeated this time.

Still can't get last night out of my head. One of the best experiences in my life. Especially the time where I was dancing ALONE on the dance floor. At first there was me, 2 girls and a guy on the dance floor. One by one they left and I was alone, but I continued! I reckon I lasted slightly over half a minute there. That's a bloody HUGE achievement considering the standards of people who were watching. They were actually cheering and stuff!

Felt like leaving that time, but it's better to stay up and do not so well than leave. At the end of the half minute I was yelling over the sounds of the pumping music to the Thai girl at the side who was watching to save me. Haha.

Dinner afterwards. Had it with a Korean GO and two Taiwanese couples. Somewhere into the meal...

GO: "Where's your partner?"
Me: "Don't have one. How about you?"
"Haha. Got no one either."
*cheekily*
"Well, they got partners, I don't have a partner, YOU don't have a partner..."
*raises eyebrows cheekily*
*shakes hands*
"The thing is, I'm only fourteen."
*mock defensively* "Hey, I only shook his hand, I didn’t say anything!"

Had a 5 minute go at juggling. I'm nothing short of horrible at that. Tonight's show was a fashion show. Got to see more hot bodies on stage. Yep, just another perverted teenage adolescent male mind of 14 years at work. The show was cool.

Tonight was Creation Night. No, not that creation. But you know, they give you stuff like newspapers, empty water bottles, a clean black rubbish bin, chopsticks and plastic cups, and we gotta make a character out of it. We made Catwoman out of a 12 year old Malaysian girl named Celine. Tail of newspaper, cape and eye mask of black rubbish bag, 4 weapons including 3 chopsticks as knives and a water bottle as a pistol, which shoots the cap out when you smack down hard on it. And cat ears with plastic cups and chopsticks.

And gain, back down to the disco with even more crazy dancing. Tonight I felt much more natural and confident than yesterday, though I'm obviously FAR from good, at least in relativity to the other dancers there. About average, I guess. At least, I have the comfort of being the youngest of age there by a whopping 8 years.

LOSE CONTROL OF BODY AND SOUL!

Lasted perhaps a minute by myself on the dance floor by myself this time. Damn cool. Oh, and it's easy to get known if you do the spontaneous dancing because that means you're like 1% of the entire population at Club Med which actually does that.

So anyway;;

Another crazy day, night and technically, another day because right now in the room it's 1:30 AM in the morning. My family's all asleep right now.

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Day 3

This time, woke up at 10:30. Really, really effing exhausted from yesterday but I probably do more stuff than 90% of the people here. And anyway, there's nothing to do in the morning besides eating so I might as well have a good sleep-in.

Lazed and stoned for an hour before the pool game, water basketball. Did stuff like diving straight into a 6-man rugby battle for the basketball. I tell you, it's damn violent there. I caught a huge knock on the jaw from a huge Italian guy during that one. And a solo wrestling match against one of the South African boys. I won that tussle. Oh, and those boys can jump super duper high. Much higher than me, and that's saying something.

Those local dancers from Bangkok left this morning. I wanted to say goodbye, but they left around the time I woke up. Damn. It was so cool meeting and knowing them.

Lunch was with a Scottish woman and a Chinese couple. Caucasians are just much more friendly than Asians. And again I was told that I looked older than my age. It's cool. I struck lucky twice in Singapore and got to drink beer and wine. Shhh. As long as I don't look older than my age when I grow older, I'm totally cool with it.

Table tennis tournament at 2PM where I lost 5-15 to the same guy who knocked my jaw. Sad that he got 1st runner-up, if not I could say I was soundly beaten by the champion. His name's Andrea. That's supposed to be a girl's name.

Ate dinner with Andrea's family. The guy who knocked my jaw. And a sexy New Zealandish GO. Sue me for my adolescent mind. Anyway, half the conversation was about snorkeling excursions, and a quarter was about me, and a quarter was about Andrea's family. And Andrea is cool. Born and bred in Italy, studying in Britain for 12 years, before going to university in the States.

Did nothing much today, except the trapeze and did it damn well. Did the knee-hang CATCH this time and there's a video. The fear feeling came back momentarily because it's another first time. But it's no different from the knee-hang, really. It was real easy doing it the 2nd time. Not for the catcher though (Russo), because I'm a good 71 kilograms heavy.

It was exhilarating up there. Really, now I'm perfectly confident of going up there. Confidence overtakes anticipation now. Or it may be bravado, but still I say confidence. And Rifki said I'd be doing a new move tomorrow! Finally. The knee-hang catch gets boring after a while.

There were 2 others who did catches today. Ellie's (Australian) catch was perhaps double as spectacular as mine because she had to let go of the bar, THEN catch Russo's arms. At least my knees can still hang on if I didn't latch onto Russo's forearms correctly. Ellie's mom did the knee hang catch too. Oh, and I got a certificate for that stuff.

Dress code for today's dinner and night is ELEGANT. My clothes are sort of elegant, but I'm definitely not. Haha.

LETS GET RETARDED!!

Ate dinner with Andrea's family. The guy who knocked my jaw. And a sexy New Zealandish GO. Sue me for my adolescent mind. Anyway, half the conversation was about snorkeling excursions, and a quarter was about me, and a quarter was about Andrea's family. And Andrea is cool. Born and bred in Italy, studying in Britain for 12 years, before going to university in the States.

Oh, and I was offered a bit of their wine! Hah! Showed them my tag, but still I asked them sheepishly to give me a wee bit. And they did. But shhh.

Went down to disco again tonight, but spontaneous dancing wasn't fun today because there was a sharp depopulation. The Bangkok dancers. So there were only about 4 of us tonight. Me, Werner, the boutique woman and the hot dance choreographer girl. Got real awkward after a while because it's just a few people. And no one I know so it get...just weird. I was the 2nd last to retire for the night.

So I went up to the bar. Sat down and chatted with Werner (24 year old South African GO), Jay (female Indonesian GO ), and finally met one of the South African dudes, James. A 17 year old. This group didn't believe my age until I was forced to take out my EZLink card and prove it to them. Though James did go jokingly, "Rubbish."

The bar's supposed to be a really sinful place. And it is. People smoke and drink beer all the time and hang out with strangers that they don't know. Oh, and I do the last one. Heh. Well, I'm just getting to know the cruel realities of the world. Actually, it's not that cruel. Sad to say, it's quite fun.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Especially the new move at the trapeze that Rifki mentioned. And I'm going to join the junior club in...well, doing stuff. Junior club = teens. Werner told me to go. Oh, and I do hope the disco dance floor gets more populated tomorrow. I think it's the best part of this year's Club Med. For me, at least.

I pledge to wear myself out to dust tomorrow. It's the last day so I'm going to do all that I can do kill myself. Wednesday doesn't count, I have to wake up at like 6:00 just to leave the place. I can't even eat breakfast! Gotta keep awake from 8 to 1, at least. Shoot for the stars, Douglas!

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Day 4

Woke up at 7:30. Earlier than I planned to but it's okay. Long day ahead. Ate breakfast with 2 French and 2 Belgian people. They were talking French (or perhaps Belgian; I don't understand either) half the time, so I was like, "WTF?"

Killed an excessive amount of time before going to join the junior club in doing stuff today. Met Callum, Cameron and a Malaysian guy called Azz. It's the nickname. The real name is 6 syllables long so I decided to stick with that.

Azz is a great dude. 15. He's like, knows too much about girls and switches GFs left, right and centre. He lives in a boarding school where the boys climb over the roof to the girls' house EVERY NIGHT. Wow. I'm DEFINITELY going to study there sometime. Well, if I'm not happy with him I can just threaten to blackmail him by telling his mother. Douglas, you are evil.

Water volleyball was cool. I can dive really really really far in the water. Lucky for Azz because he's 15 and he's like around 155. He'd like, be crushed if we played polo or basketball with the big guys. I jumped onto his back and forced him into the water like, three times. He tried to do the same to me but failed miserably.

Met for lunch later with Azz, Jai (18yr Malaysian) and their siblings. So the whole time, we were going like,
"Hey, Jai, the girl on my, about, four or maybe five o' clock is checking you out."
And we were telling each other and pointing out which teenage chicks from the club we liked.
Hah.

Played beach soccer at 2 with lots of people. I made 3 blocks against shots that would definitely be goals if my left foot/right foot/GROIN hadn't been there to block them. Played with outsiders who weren't from Club Med. They're all too good to play. Oh, and sand is an antiseptic, so it should be good for my wound.

Oh, and just before the trapeze opened, I met the hawt South African chick, Emma, who's 17. Talked and joked about with her. She's got incredibly blue eyes. Stunning. Oh, and when Azz told me to go for her during lunch time, I told him to let me savour the anticipation. Take things too fast and it isn't fun at all. Heh. So I got to know her. Haha.

So anyway, trapeze. Remember the new move I was talking about? Yeah, tried it out at the practice bar, and like, my biceps were almost ripped out just from the effort of hanging on. It was crazy, but it rained, and they didn't set up the indoor circus. I promised so much, but in the end I delivered so little.
Anyway, more beach soccer later. Organized one this time. Played in my Ronaldo shirt. And the Liverpool guy was on my side! Wearing the Liverpool jersey. Haha, but he's incredibly good for his age. Kinda like Morientes. Made a few tackles and got some sand into my eyes when I lifted up my leg to block my opponent from scooping the ball above my head.

Rinsed off, but since we were all wet from either sweating and/or rinsing we went to play a game of waterpolo. I was keeper. Emma and another Cameron (her brother) scored a few against me. Especially Emma, but not because I was focusing on her instead of the ball. Haha. Most of the time it's like Cameron's on MY left flank, sizing up for one of his monster shots so I swim to the left to cover the angle, then he passes to Emma at the far post who taps it in.

But I made lots of great saves. Save to goal ratio was probably about 3:1 or 7:2. Just stand in the middle and stick the hands out the correct way and the whole goal is covered. Of course, at point blank range or with one of Cameron's monster shots it's much more different. Made an incredible save involving two deflections. We played with corner, and during those, when I chose to dive off my posts to punch the ball away, I nearly drowned Cameron once and Emma (HEH) once. Accidental, though of course some of you won't believe me.

Dinner with Azz, and two more hawt Malaysian girls. Ern, 13 and I forgot the sister's name but she's like, 20, which is obviously, like any fool can tell, out of bounds. Life is sweet. The younger one is really shy. Hah.

During the show, we sat together. Ern was sitting to my right. So there was one point her head was leaning towards me to get a better view of the show, and my head was leaning towards her side, over her head, to get a better view. I didn't realize what it must've looked like until it was probably 5 seconds. Haha.

Disco again later. And tonight, I got incredibly, superbly, naturally, crazily high. Serious. I don't know how. Crazier than my usual self, if you can absorb that. Shook like crazy even when there was no songs beatin and jumped real high and real crazy when we were supposed to jump. Azz, Ern and her sister were telling me either I was crazy or that I'm natural. The South African family was watching too. That includes Emma.

The time came for spontaneous dancing and I went crazy. Real crazy. Lasted probably about 3 minutes on the dance floor alone, and when I was walking off the floor to talk with my mom and sis, who were watching, for a while, Sharon, one of the GOs, pulled me back in. And so I continued dancing with her. And this time I mean dancing WITH her. Slow down, Doug.

Now that I danced my energy's worth, I went up and hung around the bar with 3 GOs. First with a Thai GO, Uum (yes, that's a name. 24 year old female), after that with Andy, the real cool and super hilarious comedian GO, and Saya.

"So your name's Saya?"
"Yup."
"Beautiful name. Sad that it's kinda selfish too."
"Really?"
"Yeah. In Malay, it means I."
"Really?"
"Yeah. You should change it to something like 'We'. Dunno what that'd translate to in Malay, though. You know, WE."
*gestures to her and myself*

Yes, I'm sick. Sue me. It's fun, though, since all the GOs are real friendly and they're also always horsing around. Especially when you horse around too.

Meh. I'm going back tomorrow. I feel really sad and disappointed, but all good things have to come to an end. But it's been great here, yeah? Being the youngest spontaneous dancer by a whopping 8 years, the knee hang catch, getting to know some hot chicks and of course some of the guys too, and about a third of the people here knowing you. Now THAT is life. And life is sweet.

I just have to go to another Club Med next year; otherwise I'll just stay at home and stone it out.

OK. It's 1:24 AM now.

4 crazy days. Over and out.

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Yup, so that's it. Content is more or less the same, just with an increased amount of descriptions. Notice the number of times I say "Life is sweet", "hot chicks" and "sexy". Hah.

And if you actually read all that, congratulations. You don't get a certificate though.

Packing for Phuket

2005-12-09T20:02:00.000+08:00

Yup, I'm in the midst of packing now. I've done my clothes, my book, my $90 budget (heheh), my sandles, my two sports shoes. I don't think there's much else.

OK. Erm. I've been spending the whole day playing Warcraft III and Starcraft melee games. Won all of them though it got boring after a while.

"It appears that Zhong Han is still missing. Policemen and special taskforce agents have been searching for Zhong Han but they have yet to find any success."

Yayyy I shall go join CNA now =O Then I'll move on to BBC and/or CNN and/or Fox News and/or Microsoft and then finally GOOGLE and I'll have worldwide fame and fortune. Trump card =]

Eeee I still don't know what else there is to pack =/ I seriously hope that I can participate in the stuff, not sitting out and lying in bed 24/7 except for meals. I hope there's a LAN shop, I remember seeing one at the one in Bali. Hope against hope.

Madness Interactive

2005-12-09T12:20:00.000+08:00

Remember Madness Combat (I - IV)? The game with that guy doing mindless killings, the guy with the halo who can ressurect humans? And the clown with the metal mask DJing? Play Madness Interactive. I got addicted to it over the past couple of days.

http://www.2flashgames.com/f/f-281.htm

At my best I've only got a 48.96% efficiency rating, with a 11:1 kills to deaths ratio. I hate the part where you run out of weapons and you have to melee the flying guy with the halo. Takes damn long, but one time I had the machine gun, machine shotgun, rocket launcher and submachinegun left to blast him to death.

Ah. Here's the screenie.

Your hero is going to Phuket tomorrow. Get an autograph now!!!

Oh. And for those who've accused me of being sadistic, it's not like I went to rip the hole in my skin. I only took advantage of the situation. There's a difference.

Pngtex and Eetex Shoes

2005-12-08T23:08:00.000+08:00

Presenting two new brands of shoes.

- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
pngetically pngthetic
goodnight - poetically pathetic says:
come on stir up the png
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
lol
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
www.pngtro-.blogspot.com
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
www.digi-pngtex.blogspot.com
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
eh pngtex sounds like a brand
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
let's design a pngtex shoe
goodnight - poetically pathetic says:
icepngtitude

goodnight - poetically pathetic says:
OMG LOL
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
yay i created a new shoe
- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
I RULE THE WORLD

- the new age - [stiruptheheat] says:
LOL

lol crappaye.

Walking in public with open wounds or gauze swabs covering your wounds, then walking with a limp or some sort of thing to signify that you are injured, is sort of poserrish. Haha. You get people looking at you if you limp, and even more so if they see the gruesome injury.

I got that today. I bet they're thinking ~~wtf how'd he get so dumb to get that injury~~ WAHHH SO HEROIC he can actually walk, I shall go up to him and KISS the floor in front of him to reward his heroism =O.

Man, going to Club Med in 2 days and I'm not even sure if I'll take part in the activities. Well, I'm going to sacrifice my wound for the soccer if need be unless I'm going to die because of it. Hopefully I can do the trapeze without scraping my wound on the bar. Man. Clothes ready. Other stuff unpacked.

Bloodier Wound

2005-12-08T15:18:00.000+08:00

OK. My wound took quite an interesting twist yesterday, I must say. The picture is even more gruesome than last time, so if you got sick last time (you wimp) you'd better not look at this because you'll probably freak out. And die. Not that it matters to me.

Pus and dried blood. Didn't notice it. Felt really painless and didn't find out about it until my mom did and freaked out. Yup, so don't scroll down if you can't take it.

House Painting

2005-12-07T21:51:00.000+08:00

Replies to more tags.

@bx: You may be the winner in nls, but I am t3h prosu in lejongspeak. Doog shall be winnar.
@sherilyn: You bet it'll be a hit. And what does blood have gotta do with Friendster =/
@SHAN: Show me a nice photograph of Zhong Han trying to sneak without attracting attention from the public and I may CONSIDER hiring you =]
@yanting: I survived once in ages past (2 years), and I shall do so once again!
@jevon: Some guy indeed.

OKKK my house is finished being painted today bet no one knows about it. My living room is now GREEN, my room is PURPLE (eee gay) and my parents' room is YELLOW. DAJH now you can't complain that my house is plain and uglay anymore.

My training with jumps starts next week as soon as I'm back from Club Med Phuket. But maybe I'll skip training on Thursday so I can accompany my mom to the operation. Meh, I've been sort of neglecting her for the past 14 years. I feel quite guilty about that right now.

Meanwhile Ang told me (Yes! He didn't dao my call! Hurray!) that I will continue training with sprints til Friday but I've no mood to go. Not for tomorrow, at least. I'll only be doing killer weights in the track room. Hopefully, if I go, Yuan Chang will still be injured so I can get some company. I am ebul to think of that, am I not?

Horrors in HCI

2005-12-06T20:47:00.000+08:00

REPLIESH TWO TEGGS

@yujie and bx: I prefer englishnazi and pornsitefornoobs.
@davinN: Blogger 404: Page not found =(
@shihui: Go to Broadway.
@jevon: I think I shall =]
@sherilyn: The sock had its intended effect, didn't it?
@DAJH: Read on. And I still read your blog.
@yanting: I BET YOU COPIED JEVON you no originality monstar. I will definitely NOT enjoy my second time as your junior. Good expierence though.
@nick: See above.
@CEL: I've seen more disgusting =/

A horrible realization hit me a couple of days ago as I recalled that ALL the YF facilitators are going to HCI. Oh man, I'm going to die next year. Especially from Yan...SOMEONEZZ. Which means a total of 11 of them. 'Cept Suwan who's not going to HCI.

And she's going to RJC which means we may meet in Bishan =O Seems like everywhere I turn I'm surrounded by HORRORS!!!

Just found out that Jeremy (Ang) lives two houses away from me! =O I never bothered to find out who was living on the other side of the other side. Meanwhile, on the other side of the other side is Chen Rui. And further down the neighbourhood is Daniel.

"Fans have long been calling for Zhong Han to update his blog. Zhong Han has re-apperared from his exodus lately but has thus far been unavailable for comment. Please tune in to BBC, every 1800 hours, for updates. Reporting live, from London."

Yay I can be a reporter =)

OH YES and everyone please stop acting so pro because Vianne told me (or rather told Qihan who told me) that the wounds are formed because the skates aren't tight enough. People include: DAJH, CRY, etc etc. I'm too lazy to search my chat logs, go dig the names from memory if you're one of them.

Hmmm I bet Ang will be heartbroken because I'm not going to training for the next 2 weeks. I've tried calling him but NOOOO he's another of the Daoists.

CSI: Douglas (con't)

2005-12-06T10:02:00.000+08:00

Let's see. Write-ups for CSI: Douglas.

1) The flamboyant style. CRY did it. I'll get him as a language editor.
Mr D.P.Foot, 14, was found vivisected and eviscerated, spinal nerves enervated. His internal organs and above- mentioned spinal nerves are unaccounted for. Said miscellaneous organs are presumed with the at- large and unidentified killer. Evidence, or perhaps Red Herring, postulated to be left behind by malefactor consists of one ensanguined Nike sock. Investigators are perplexed but not cowed.

2) Straight to the point.
The sock is bloody, therefore I AM THE RULER OF THE UNIVERSE

And even more shocking images. Please please please do not scroll down if (blahdeblah).

CSI: Douglas

2005-12-05T21:40:00.000+08:00

My sock looks like a piece of evidence!

Thus I shall go to the CSI production company and take over it! And rename it CSI: Douglas!

=O

And Qi Han shall be the accused for second-degree murder of my foot!

=O

And I shall rule the world!

Bloody Sock

2005-12-04T21:46:00.000+08:00

This is a picture of my beleaguered right sock. The aftermath of ice skating. Oh, and if you get nauseous easily/traumatised easily/emotionally scarred easily, please avoid scrolling down. The author shall not be sued for any of the above. You have been warned.

Tears for Mom

2005-12-04T13:33:00.000+08:00

Cried for the first time in a long while.

I realize that how much I hate my mother, in the end I still love her as much as anyone could love their mother. I've never thought of what would happen if she just left my life just like that. Hopefully the growth turns out to be nothing but I'm preparing for the worst.

We went to the Salvation Army church this morning for service. Sporadic tears kept leaking through my eyes when I turned to look at my mom. I realized that I've been creating some sort of emotional shell when someone around me passes away. My grandmother and uncle. I couldn't hold it together today.

Suddenly, halfway through a song, I just broke down. So did my mom. I cried so hard, and hugged her for the first time in months. I couldn't hold back my tears like so many times I did before. I'm an emotional weakling.

Cheered up now that service is over. Suppose I'll think more about it later.

Ice Skating

2005-12-03T16:50:00.000+08:00

Went out for ice skating at Jurong Entertainment whatever, with Qihan, Becky and Vianne. Well, ice skating would be really, really fun if not for the fact that I had a huge knock on my left knee, two calfaches, and bleeding on both feet. But otherwise, it's still cool.

Yup. So I reached Jurong East MRT at around, 10.40. I suppose not having a handphone for a while will improve your punctuality because you can't contact anyone to tell them you're late or some emergency just cropped up.

That's besides the point. Saw Qi Han first, then Becky. Vianne was already at the ice skating ring. And the first thing they commented on? My height. I'm kind of sick of it nowadays, but it always comes in handy if I'm in the mood for making fun of others. Oh, and speaking of height, height doesn't matter in ice skating. Rather, it does, but negatively because I have a much higher CG and I kept unbalancing left right centre.

So we started with ice skating. Yeah, I was making bets with Qi Han on how long we'd last on the ice before we fell. Well, we crossed the estimated mark of 10 seconds by about 4 times, I think.

The start. Becky had to hold my forearm and guide me along. I was very nervous at the start but in the end it's just sort of like walking. She had to grab me a fair few times to keep me from falling down. Almost cut her many times when I lost balance.

When I could skate already I wanted to go faster and Becky kept telling me go slower. Fell down quite a few times while going fast including a huge knock on my left knee but it's okay, and it was much more fun, and it was better since excerise makes you hotter (hawt) and prevent me from dying from hypothermia. Guess it was about 15 degrees Celsius in there.

It was Qihan's first time too. He was content with going much slower at the start. He fell down more times than me (heh). Becky learned in P2 and Vianne learned while she was young.

Quite easy in the end, just that I had to fall down many times in order to emergency break and prevent myself from banging into/trampling on small kids and judging by their size, murdering them outright.

Stopped awhile for snacks, just when the ice was resurfaced. The three of us decided to leave Qi Han there while we skated on the much smoother ice which makes you go so much FASTER and it feels more exhilirating though I finally decided that I was going too fast and was slightly more cautious. Later the ice was back to normal condition.

Did a thirty ring skate nonstop without falling down or stopping for a rest. By that time I could already feel myself bleeding and my calves where aching like mad. But we continued until 3 when sadly, we had to leave. =(

Oh and there was this cute Emma Watson lookalike at the skating rink. That am <3. She had blonde bushy hair and a cute smile. =O And there were crazy skaters, those who were going really fast or doing incredible tricks.

Certain songs were nice, sang to Who Let the Dogs Out and one of the songs from Black Eyed Peas. Forgot the name though.

Ate later with Qihan and Becky. Vianne had to leave before us. I can't believe the number of times Qihan and Becky were bickering over who was paying. They kept trying to pay for each other, or insisting that one owed the other money.

OK. Just applied medication on my feet. Ouch...bathing is a real pain too. The water seeps into the wound or the water splatters up from the ground. But I'm a boy, right? Gotta learn to take this kind of stuff...not like I haven't had experience after my fights with Ching To and Dexter...

Texas Bans Marriage

2005-12-02T20:33:00.000+08:00

This. Just. Effing. Owns.

http://pittsburghlive.com/x/tribune-review/opinion/archive/s_394426.html

More articles...just go look from here...

http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&q=texas+bans+marriage&meta=

Death Penalty Justified?

2005-12-02T11:37:00.000+08:00

A quick overview in for and against.

FOR
+ It stops the criminal it catches.
+ It scares off a bunch of potential mules.
+ Rehabilitation cost is super high.

AGAINST
- He was compelled to do it.
- Drugs are cheap, mules are easy to find, so there's no point.
- He complied with the Singaporean authorities.
- Empirical data does not justify the death penalty.

I personally feel that the death penalty is unjust, but quite sadly, it's neccessary. Empirical data (view the link on the last post and search to find it) indeed does not justify the death penalty (i.e. does not cause crime rates to drop) but logical thinking + common sense still tells you that the death penalty does have its uses.

Just like the draft dodging case, it would send the wrong message across to potential criminals. I do believe that universal and unilateral punishments are largely unjust but it's necessary to stamp down on this case. Because, 396g of heroin (correct me if I'm wrong) is enough to get hundreds of people addicted and/or killed. No-no.

The death penalty is thoroughly unfair to Nyugen because he was forced, but he knew the consequences and he took the risk. Singapore has been known for it's very strict laws for many long years. Trafficking drugs is sort of like second-degree murder. You unknowingly strike many humans off the globe.

He's just another drug trafficker who's unlucky enough to be caught by the Singaporean authorities. I don't remember any past cases generating such publicity. Bummer...

And to all Australians whining about Nyugen being sent to death - Singapore's laws are Singapore's laws. If he gets caught, too bad, death penalty strightaway. That can't be changed, at least not by you, so save your breath and stop it.

Forum Discussion

2005-12-01T16:39:00.000+08:00

http://www.thewarcenter.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=28234 <- good read.

Won't say no more. Just go read it.

Slowness at its Best

2005-11-29T19:46:00.000+08:00

It actually took my dad two years to figure out that the stuff I was doing in front of the computer wasn't work but playing, surfing the net and a whole lot of other stuff. Two years. That's a whole damn lotta time.

Well, my holiday will be in Phuket at Club Med, just like last year save the location. Can't wait to get back on the trapeze and try out even more crazy stuff which I expect I'll get cold feet and not do them at all. But you can never tell...

Ever since the computer was fixed, I've been playing DOTA all day. Yup, nothing interesting about that. But I'll finally get to experience it without the massive lag and with the adrenaline pumping sounds. Especially the "M-M-M-Monster Kill!" That one really works.

DOTA AI is incredibly easy but I can't move on to US.East or US.West B.net without experiencing a 1 second command delay, which really makes your hero lose out alot. Relegated to playing AI, though I'm having quite some time trying against Insane AIs which, in the Warcraft game engine, by some trigger gains more experience.

Getting to 30-0 against AI is no huge problem unless they gangbang you four on one. =[ I got it when I was using Drow. Then from nowhere a Zeus, KotL, Sven and Omni charged at me.

LIU QIAN YOU HAVE 3 DAYS TO ORGANIZE LAW OUTING. If my memory fails me not, you did say 2nd December...

CRY YOU HAVE TEN DAYS TO SET UP A BLOG.
urls BX and I suggested:
1) www.pornsitefornoobs.blogspot.com
2) www.hihiimruiyi.blogspot.com
3) www.iamanenglishnazi.blogspot.com
4) www.cry.blogspot.com
Vote guys, VOTE!

Computer Fixed

2005-11-28T16:00:00.000+08:00

FINALLY MY COMPUTER IS FIXED!!

It's super damn fast now like it was always supposed to be without any lag at all. And my sound system is finally ressurected, which means I won't be dying of silence anytime soon. Send me songs plz.

So, the only problem remaining is that the computer has an infuriatingly small hard disk; a total of 19 gigabytes. That sucks. Well, since it was just fixed, I've no right to complain. I'll just settle for what I currently have.

WHO'S INTERESTED IN DOING MRP NEXT YEAR hmmm I'm seriously considering using the topic of UNSC being obsolete for my next year research paper. Problem is, it's ongoing, not already concluded. I'm not sure what the boundary and/or definition of history means, if the second that just passed while I'm typing is counted as history, then maybe. If not, the only subject this falls under is politics - not even the core 3 humanities.

And then for PW I'll just cross my fingers and hope that Taggy does choose bloggers in Singapore as a topic then I'll jump onto the boat. =]

Went to Queensway yesterday and bought a grand total of THREE new pairs of shoes. First is ordinary walking shoes, then I've got an ordinary pair of running shoes and one awesome looking pair of all-terrain running shoes. Cost a total of $292. All size 13.

If I continue to grow further I think I'll have to go overseas for shoe shopping. =(

Family Stuff.

2005-11-26T18:52:00.000+08:00

Replies to tags.

@sherilyn: Nice blogskin.
@shan: Hate away. And oh, that 1.84m was perhaps, all the way back in March. I suspect I might've grown a bit over that 8 months.
@yujie: You know nothing! DotA pumps the adrenaline well.
@tomato: =0 ! I'm waiting.
@Ching To: It isn't if you're playing with friends that shout "BUDDHALIKE!", or, "FOR ALLAH!"every minute.
@>.<: You don't know how hard it is to keep that up for 6 months. I've given up.
@qihan: Probably another of your female fans.

BOOO life sucks. Sometimes, at least. Gotta choose between fulfilling council duty and going for training. Speaking of which, I have missed my last 3 trainings. Gah.

Kkkk I think I relinked everyone so please don't kill me if I haven't. That should be: Zhiwei, Aran, Jevon, and Sherilyn. Yup.

SUCCESSORS TO KEANO (leadership wise)
1. Gary Neville
2. Gary Neville
3. Gary Neville
4. Gary Neville
TAKE YOUR PICK!!!

=0 My father might actually be getting a new computer! WOOHOO! Most likely because there's some sort of discount going on right now or he wouldn't even be thinking of it at all. The computer's spoiled bad and I might lose everything on it but I've got all my files on Gmail. Although the last "backup"was sometime in October.

And more, my father wants to go to China (again) for holidays. Nooooo. I particularly dislike holidays in China because it's all scenery, which I generally have no interest for. Although I wouldn't mind New Zealand's scenery because it'll be kinda new. My sister wants to go to Las Vegas and my mother wants to go to South Africa. Cool.

MORE FAMILY NEWS! My mother has something in her hip that forces her to miss her marathon (yes, MARATHON!) on 5th December. What a pity, because she's been training for like 6 months straight. Hopefully it's just a growth and not cancer which might just spell kimotherapy and a short life.

MY SISTER IS RETARDED BECAUSE SHE SPEAKS ANIMAL! Oink, woof, meow, quack, MOOOOOO!*

Okk I realize I've been blogging quite randomly today. I may post like someone different each day, who knows?

* (In a commercial-ly voice) This paragraph was typed down by request of my sister. Contactable at the toll-free number, 1800-I-SPEAK-ANIMAL, ispeakanimal@animalspeak.com.Uhh, subscription fees apply.

Missing

2005-11-26T11:47:00.000+08:00

So you guys may have found me missing for a few days. My sister accidentally spoiled the computer by kicking the CPU on the floor. Using her laptop now.

Don't remember much about Wednesday, only that it was the most tiring training I ever had. Played LAN with Ching To, DAJH, Jevon and one of their friends. I picked Sniper again, Ching To had Pudge, Jevon Medusa, DAJH Slayer, and the last guy Doombringer. Nothing much.

Thursday. Played LAN again, after our duties at school. More on that later. This game was much more fun. Me & Ching To versus YH and Alex. Played allrandom, and I had Furion. Ching To had Sniper, YH had Zeus and Alex had Tiny.

This game was so damn bloody fun. Late into the game, I had Guinsoo's, Perseverance, VB, Belt, Power Treads and Perseverance. Ching To got pure damage. So I would Tree Sprout a hero, letting Ching To shoot at him, if he escaped I'd disable with Guinsoo's, and if he's still alive I'd use Tree Sprout again.

I was yelling throughout the whole game. Here's a sample: "KILL TINY! KILL TINY! Oh shit, Zeus coming! KILL ZEUS! KILL ZEUS! KILL ZEUS! Shit, RUN BACK! RUN BACK!!! I'm getting some Treants. OK, start pushing!" Yup, repeat that about 10 times.

So, Friday. Duty again. So basically, PSLE results came out on Thursday and we were expecting some kiasu parents to come around. Today was much more tiring than yesterday answering enquiries and giving at least 8 tours around the school compound which really killed off my legs.

Oh, and the last 2 tours had to be conducted in Chinese so I almost died there. I do remember one of the guys, though. Name's Sam. Very nice and vocal guy unlike all the others who keep their mouth shut all day. Well, if my memory doesn't fail me, I was like that too.

I think I'm overdosing myself with LAN. I pledge to go only once in the next week. I hope I do keep to that pledge.

I realize I'm kinda like a loan shark now, without the massive interest. My sister owes me $10, my mother hasn't given me my weekly allowance worth $40, I need $10 for my EZLink, Alex owes me $9, and my maid owes me $26. Not bad, eh?

Timothy's Jinx

2005-11-21T19:16:00.000+08:00

Had the best training ever.

That wasn't so evident in the morning because we were doing stuff like, squats. Although it was only quartersquats, which isn't too bad, it was a heavy 130kg. I was forced to sit aside because of my knee problem (hee). I guess I've lost alot of bao fa li over the past one and a half months because I'll damage my knee if I do full squats. Damn...

After eating at the chicken rice stall with the other trackers opposite Beauty World Plaza, I went to Bukit Timah Plaza to play LAN with Ching To, Jevon and Kevin. Yep, you guessed it, DOTA-Allstars. Well, Me and Ching To versus Kevin and Jevon. Allpick mode. I wanted to pick Sniper but Jevon chose him first. Kevin chose Troll. Ching To chose Pudge, and I chose Slayer.

They won, purely through Kevin. Jevon gave me lots of gold because Laguna Blade instantly killed him, and the moment I couldn't insta-kill him anymore I got an Aghanims to improve Laguna. I also had a Refresher Orb (insta-kill for any hero with below 1.8k health), Power Treads, Hand of Midas and Black King Bar. Kevin owned us late game with permastun involving two Cranium Bashers. Sheesh.

Hurried back to training later.

Well, wasn't late after all so I warmed up with those who were there at the street soccer court. Scored a nice goal with a curling low drive from the left wing, just in front of the halfway line. It smacked the left post and went in. Played field when the rest came.

This was where the fun started. For some reason, everyone was laughing throughout the madness of the whole game. Everyone. I dunno for what reason...may it be for John screaming "WEI HAO IS MINE!", following with a clumsy sliding tackle with Wei Hao cleanly sidestepping it, or Shaojie receiving a long ball basketball style with his hands (-.-), or just the pure insanity of what was taking place in the game itself, everyone was laughing throughout.

And I believe Timothy has some sort of jinx against me. Remember that time I denied him a goal in floorball? Today, I denied him of TWO goals with sliding tackles that blocked the ball, going right down the centre of the goal, just one foot away from it. Twice. The goals were the hurdles, promoting accuracy. So anyway...

KEY
X = space
O = shot direction
- = bar

FIRST SHOT

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X X X X X
X X X X X
X X O X X
X X X X X

After a desperate slide...

---O--------
X X X X X
X X X X X
X X X X X
X X X X X

It hit the bar.

SECOND SHOT

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X X X X X
X X X X X
X X X X X
X X O X X

After another desperate slide...

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X X X X X
X X X X X
X X X X X
X X X X X

The ball went to the left.

I shall call this the Timojinx Hax. Did much more than that, though. I think I blocked another 3 potentially goalbound shots today. I didn't tackle that much, played cautiously (while laughing endlessly) and making my contributions count. Songjun called me a star defender. That am <3.

I simply can't explain the madness of the game. Shots were skimming the posts left right centre, desperate tackles missing only for the striker to do likewise with his shot, the incredulity of the one-on-ones that took place.

Yuwei didn't see much of the ball although one of his shots shaved the post. The game ended 5-2 in our favour. Me, Shaojie, Weihao, Yuanchang (ankle), Songjun and Soon Hock versus Jun Lin, Zhenyang, Yuwei, Timothy, Terence, John and Ivan.

Had to do hurdles drills after that, but even so we were laughing throughout even during the exercises where we had to jump over hurdles. Then, when Wei Hao was doing the abs exercise and making grunting sounds I was yelling, "PUSH! PUSH!" Wei Hao was laughing so hard he couldn't finish that last one.

There's only one Keano. That's all I can say...he's irreplaceable. In the technical department you can obviously replace him, but his leadership and his many other qualities - inspiring and fearless to name a few - are totally irreplaceable.

The Goblet of Fire

2005-11-20T12:15:00.000+08:00

It was good, but slightly disappointing.

But that doesn't mean I'll be skipping the rest of my trip there. Took MRT to City Hall and walked to Marina Square. CRY and Tag almost walked right past me without noticing but I gave a hard slap to Taggy on the chest. I suppose it's become a bad habit of mine nowadays to give a friendly punch/slap to anyone I meet nowadays.

Had some sort of trouble at the counter receiving the tickets we booked because CRY did not have his father's identification card. What the...How'd you expect a kid to have his father's card? I finally caught a glimpse of CRY in his evil mode. We did sort it out in the end though.

To waste 3 hours before the movie, we went LAN gaming. For the very first time in my life. CRY totally owned Tag and I in CS. Felix arrived shortly thereafter and balanced the scales, teaming up with Tag against me and CRY. I fragged Tag a good 3 times and I got Felix once. Felix is good.

Played DOTA later. Well, Tag isn't a good learner at practical. CRY was the fastest learner and Felix was quite okay. Felix and Tag left the game halfway to watch some people bowl at the bowling alleys next to us. YH used Axe, CRY used Phantom Assassin, Felix picked Drow, Tag chose that Huntress hero. I picked Sniper.

Had to resort to killing CRY so many times if not I would've lost horribly to YH. 11 times at last count. I got killed by YH once in early game and he outleveled me by 3 but in the end I was leading by 1 level until we both got to 25. I Butterfly, Burize, Cranium Basher, Heart of Tarrasque, Power Treads and Stygian Desolator. YH had two Hearts, two Bashers and Treads.

Creeps are useful after all. I couldn't have killed YH if I didn't have the creeps around. YH had to maze around everything before he came into melee range and my last shot killed him. I had a 2500 hitpoint machine gunner dealing 400 damage a hit and with Burize about 850. Add in Stygian to reduce armor. Oh, and I left Felix and Tag's heroes at the fountain so CRY couldn't farm from them. And I made a monster - CRY became addicted to DOTA.

Ate dinner at the food court and went to watch HP:GOF.

First I shall comment on the actors.

Daniel Radcliffe. Erm, he's grown up. In my opinion still kinda like a pretty boy but at least he can actually do something unlike Becks. Very nice acting and especially kickass in the first task.

Rupert Grint. BIG MUSCLES. Brilliant at portraying jealousy. And nice dress robes too!

Emma Watson. She's damn cute lah. I think every boy in the world likes her, me included. Might be biased, but she acts the best amongst the three.

Tom Felton. Sadly, not a big part in this movie.

Michael Gambon (dumby). He's getting hippier and hippier with each movie. Period. And somehow his speeches are sorta inspiring.

Stanislev Ianevski (krum). EVEN MORE MUSCULAR. Siao lah, it's like a EVEN BIGGER Zhuo Yan. That's no joke.

Robert Pattinson (cedric). He's very handsome. AND HE's TALLER THAN ME wtf. bu gan xin. Not half bad at acting too.

Clémence Poésy (fleur). SHE'S DAMN HOT LA. She looks nice in the Beauxbatons uniform but she has an ultra killer body in that swimsuit.

James/Oliver Phelps (fred/george). They're both still ultra cool. It's just inherent in them, I suppose.

Bonnie Wright (ginny). Hope they replace her with a cuter version next movie.

Katie Leung (cho). Fine. She looks good in the movie.

Alan Rickman (snape). Sadly, like Malfoy, didn't get much time on the screen. I think it's particulary disappoting here because Snape has an inherent kickass-ness that cannot be denied.

Maggie Smith (mcgonagall). Doesn't get much time on screen too but her scenes were funny.

Shefali Chowdhury (parvati). URGH. She doesn't look good at all lah.

Robbie Coltrane (hagrid). Still a cool actor. Sharply reduced screen time but still, he makes it count. Alot.

Brendan Geeson (moody). Also very kickass, but he wasn't as mutilated as I thought him out to be. Still, he's the only actor who can match up to Snape.

Ralph Fiennes (voldemort). Looks totally ugly, bald head with almost nonexistent nose. Still, very cool to watch.

OK, that's all for the main actors.

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The movie. TOO SHORT, despite it being brilliantly crafted out. I mean, 150 pages all crammed into 10 minutes. The Quidditch scene was absolute rubbish in my opinion. It lasted 5 minutes and we didn't even get to watch a single second of the match at all. Not even Krum breaking his nose or something...although we did see Krum do a cool trick by balancing one hand on his broomstick. I wouldn't mind if the movie lasted 3 hours instead.

The celebration scenes were ultra cool. The Death Eaters' march had an immense aura to that. Wrecking everything in their path, it was totally breathtaking IMO. Shooting fireballs left, right and centre and stamping onto tents with people running about away from the total carnage. The after effects were great too with ripped tents and smoke everywhere. And the Dark Mark was good, too.

The arrival of the other 2 schools were really cool, too. During Beauxbatons show we saw it from the back point of view with the girls asses swaying left and right. Well, at least, that was the focal point of the scene. French chicks are hot. Sorry for the sexual content over there. The Durmstrang was more graphically gratifying with the wizards blowing fire out from the tips of their wands. Looked more like a military march with the staves producing sparks whenever the pupils smashed it into the ground. Very deadly aura.

Fred & George getting into the Age Line was funny. They got thrown out when they tried to put their parchments inside. When they were out they grew beards and they had a scuffle with each other. Everyone was cheering, then Krum opened the door and came in. All of a sudden, everyone went =0

Dumbledore gets really cool in the movie too. Kickass. In the room where he questions Harry whether he put his name into the Goblet he was pinning Harry against a wall by the neck and was somewhat spitting his words out. Guess lots of the characters in the movie are much more kickass than the last time.

The first task was even crazier than I thought, but I think it took up too much time. Scenes were still cool though. Especially the dragon. The dragon died halfway through when it crashed into a part of the Hogwarts castle. I wonder how much damage in terms of Galleons did the dragon cause to Hogwarts while crashing and smashing through all the architecture.

The ball was cool. All the girls were goddamn cute. Hermione in particular. But the argument between Ron and Hermione was the best acted part of the scene.

Second task not as cool but well done too, especially, Harry shooting out of the water and doing a flip in mid-air before going back into the water. The last part was cool too with the little but ferocious sea creatures swarmed him in the dozens. And Harry electrocuted all of them with one spell. That was cool. Oh, and did I mention that Fleur was hot?

Pensieve graphics were cool. That Barty Crouch Junior guy was cool in acting. His eyes really had a mad gleam in it.

The third task was suspenseful but I wish it could be more varying. Only saw vines creeping out and gripping at Fleur and Cedric. Harry saved Cedric from that. And that the hedges closed in on them as they ran. That's all there was for the obstacles.

The graveyard scene was ultra kickass I feel like I'm disappointing/disgracing it by writing so amateurishly about it. The grim reaper statue was unbelievably awesome and felt so real when his scythe locked on Harry's neck and prevented him from moving. The priori incantatem part was visually stunning. Although the return to Hogwarts was a little abrupt, it was still great.

Harry howling and sobbing over Cedric's dead body was unbelievably saddening. Dumbledore and Snape were again kickass to no end in the next scene when Moody turned back into Crouch.

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Thoughts on the movie.

Well, with so many scenes cut out and with so much rush, I thought that the audience was required to have read the book and know the plot to understand what was going on. At some times I was thinking "WTF?" Well, I thought all movies should be screened like you never knew the plot at all...minus marks on this one.

Graphical brilliance. Undeniable. Fireballs flying around, electric bolts shocking a few dozen creatures, blowing fires outta wands, it was totally breathtaking. Priori Incantatem in particular. It looked kinda like Warcraft III graphics to me, though...thumbs up for graphics.

Acting was totally cool. Ron's great at jealousy, Hermione's great at frustration and indignation, Harry's okay, Fred and George are great at being cool, Moody and Snape are great at totally owning the others. Well, won't be going totally into details. But the acting was really, really cool. Plus 1.

Movie was kinda dark, too. As in, the feeling. Makes your hair stand up.

I shall end talk about the movie now. And moving on to Roy Keane. I don't have the energy to talk about it now. A quick review.

1) Roy Keane quit.
It's his decision. He contributed to the club for 12 1/2 years, leading Manchester United to being the best team ever. With so much contribution, you can't possibly expect him to stay.

2) Roy Keane sacked.
This is goddamn unbelievable. He could be as inconsistent as Harry Kewell or Djibril Cisse, or be as slow as Beckham, and I would still play him like there's no tomorrow. He isn't as efficient as Gerrard and Lampard may be, but his leadership is irreplaceable.

Man, I'm too tired to do this right now. Maybe tomorrow. Adios.

SLC Bloc Outing

2005-11-19T16:41:00.000+08:00

Replies to tags.

@bx: Yuwei am r0ck. And I knew it was you. I saw the exact same IP on the tags with a time differences of 40+ seconds.
@yanting: Huh? What? Irresponsible? Where?
@SHAN: I meant in the newspapers yesterday.
@yujie: See above.
@davinN: I'm not niao-ing, I'm just stating a personal opinion. :)
@jonNEO: You know Liu Qian meh?
@kevin: Watching later, dude.

OK. Had training again yesterday. The thing I remember about it most was the sandbags. And the number of times it dropped from above our ankles to the ground. Dozens of times. We had to strap it on again and again, until coach let us take them off and do the exercises.

Yuan Chang's far too righteous for his own good. I mean, he can't even skip a single training to go out, ever. AND he goes for his own training. C'mon, dude, relax a little. Tried to persuade him to skip afternoon training along with me and Shao Jie but he declined.

Poured in the afternoon. Stupid weather. Worried that the barbecue would be cancelled but the rain slowed down eventually.

Bloc outing later at East Coast Park. Well, met Shao Jie at the Bedok bus terminal by accident. Deciding that I had money to burn (that I'm not giving away) we took a taxi instead. Then about 20 minutes went by before we could flag down a taxi. Bummer.

And then another stupid thing. Well, East Coast Park is HUGE, right? The barbecue pit was C15 for EAS. Me and Shao Jie walked...and found D48. DEE FOUR-TEE AYT. Shao Jie was so frustrated by the long wait for a cab just now he decided to run there. So I ran along with him. Must've ran like mad dogs for about 15 minutes. Would've taken about 40 minutes instead if we walked.

That must've been some sign from the heavens, or the PE teachers, since we skipped afternoon training to come for this. And then we found ourselves running a 3km (estimated) marathon. That's what I call divine intervention.

Well, reached there sweating like a mad pig, saw about 16 people from EAS were there. That ain't too bad, more than a third. And SAM was supposed to have one at C16, but only 4 of them turned up, so they joined us. What an enthusiastic bloc there! No offense. Zhenjie wasn't there though.

Ate little, crapped alot. Calvin was being our magnificent food tester and gobbling up the food when it was barbecued. Then, he was going FANG2 AI2! all the time with either ice lemon tea or green tea when someone was eating some kind of food that looked badly cooked. That soon became the term of the night.

I don't remember what we talked about, crap mostly. Played a few rounds of taitee, lost the first round horribly with cards ranging from 4 to the jack. Won the next two rounds. Went back to the barbecue pit, they were playing zhoujimima. Well, the concoction (containing cucumber, satay sauce, ice lemon tea and margarine) didn't seem that horrible, but I never did get to try it.

When the time came to leave, we had to leave. Shared a cab with Ronald, Wei Ting and some girl who kept amazingly quiet throughout the whole way as the others and I chatted endlessly. I never knew that Wei Ting was the president of...Anderson, was it? Well, she obviously doesn't look like one. Doesn't have that aura that people like Jack and Gregory have.

So anyway, I'm going to watch Harry Potter later. Gonna finish around later than midnight so my dad's not going to be too happy about that.

HP in Cinemas...

2005-11-17T17:44:00.000+08:00

Katie Leung is astonishingly fat for someone who's going to be the crush of Harry Potter. Seriously. I suddenly notice that all the girls I've known (well, most of them) aren't that bad after all. Heh.

"Grint, then 16, was not only 2 years ahead of his screen age, but now also pushing past a stunning height of 1.78m." 1.78m at 16 years old that stunning meh. :)

Skipped training for the second day in a row. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow but perhaps not in the afternoon because of the bloc outing. Unless Tok forces me to stay or something, in that case I'll be late. So anyway, it was pouring like hell and I still felt faintly fatigued.

Finally started playing Riviera like Ching To's been bugging me to do. It's nice. Extremely brilliant graphics, unique gameplay, interesting storyline, and the best is still the characters part. And certain scenes are...well, I'd do better not to mention them at all.

Oh. It may sound crazy but to pass the time I've been flipping pages at random through the dictionary and reading them whole. Yes, whole. Well, it does pass the time quite quickly and you do get at least a few words of vocabulary a day. Two-for-one.

After 3 hours of being away from this post I finished Riviera. 4 straight days of playing. I got Cierra's special ending. Well, the best part was that the game had lots of sexual humor. Hardly any other games ahve got that part.

Ebul

2005-11-15T14:04:00.000+08:00

I am EBUL.

Woohoo. This holiday doesn't seem that repetitively exciting (what irony) after all. Well, on Friday, there's the bloc outing for SLC. On Saturday, I'm going to watch Harry Potter (coming out in 2 days!) with CRY, Felix, Tag and YH. And then...

I bullied Liu Qian into organizing an outing for law committee. I am ebul. Whee. I just had the thought yesterday about having the outing but as some people know, I'm er, quite busy, super exhausted and in the end just too lazy to organize something like that. So, I proceeded to bug the first victim.

Scrolling down on my MSN list...Liu Qian just came online. Marvelloso! With my, er, slick tongue or...whatever, I convinced her to organize it. Yeah. +1 for me. So erm, I was the one who actually initiated the whole thing. So credit goes to me. And if anything goes wrong...hey, I wasn't the one who organized it.

Woo. Training today wasn't that bad, but for some reason I was incredibly exhausted even when I woke up. And I had 7 hours of sleep yesterday. Weird. So anyway, warm-ups, followed by sprints training, with a 20 minute rest interval in between. And Tok came back from New Zealand.

Went home but halfway saw Aran, BX, AKY, Tor, Songyi and Min Jian playing street so I joined them. We split into two teams, me Aran BX versus AKY, Tor, Songyi and Min Jian. After a short 20 minutes it was about 4-4. I actually scored a brace. Two nice tap-ins, one under Songyi's arm from a 50 degree angle and the other an open goal from Aran's low cross. BX made more good saves with his face and stomach.

Played a game of Danite's Hell on ROC just now. It has alot of potential for imbalance. I chose MS, got Abysmal Call, Stop, Evasion and Arrow Shockwave. Teamed up with SS and he got lots of kills but my record was 1-2. I probably assisted him in 5 kills though.

I'm becoming slightly unhealthier because I've been buying Lays/Ruffles twice or thrice a week from the convenient 7-11 right opposite now. Ohnoes I'm getting FATTER! 73kg up from 71 at the start of the year. The packet of chips has been waiting beside me...for so long...

Time to eat it.

Holiday Life

2005-11-14T19:10:00.000+08:00

Bloody, bloody tired.

Another full day at school. Day started with training (again) and we did our weights (again). And despite what others say, injury is not a good way to slack off. If you get an injury, then you must do a special routine that no one else is doing. Which means you keep on doing and doing continuously while others can rotate, take a rest in between, etc.

So anyway, I was doing that tiptoeing thingy with the squat bar. 65kg heavy. So anyway, while everyone was doing steps with the 20kg free weights or gao-tai-tui at the track, Denise (toe) and I (knee) were inside the track room doing specially crafted exercise routines. Ouch.

Training ended at around 10.45. Had a quick lunch before I went to SLC meeting. It was the first meeting I attended with Erik Widjaja inside it. Nothing much happened during the meeting. I was learning how to spin pens on both left and right hand at the same time. I can do it now.

Then, on the way to the library to waste time before training resumes at 2.30, I saw the ProEd room being painted. SO FUN CAN! So I pitched in to help a little as I had 1 hour and 45 minutes to waste. I wasn't being extra, there was a reason why I was there. To reach all the places that no one else could reach!

And the whole room is like, bright orange. So cheerful and lively. Shi Wei was also there. As was Ting Wei. I taped some parts of the ceiling to help protect it from the paint. And I have souvenirs in the form of a paint stain on my left arm and a few small stains on my uniform. I could've taken one of the roti prata that the teacher bought for lunch but it was time to train! And so I left.

I wanna paint Ortus Room too.

So anyway, training, again. Played soccer, and again the team was Sec 2s versus the rest. Well, at first it was only me, Zhenyang, Jun Lin and Terence. Against a team of 6 players including Yuan Chang and coach. So our strategy?

HOLD THE LINE UNTIL YUWEI COMES (we were informed beforehand).

We were playing a primarily defensive game against them though I had one foray into their half skipping past 2 players. But defended mostly, until Yuwei ~~the Chosen One~~ arrived to save us from our demise. The match was instantly turned around.

Yuwei is just a bloody genius. He twists and turns around endlessly and can escape the tightest of situations. I have no idea how such a tall player can have such grace and control that I have never ever possessed. So anyway, he scored one goal after dancing his way through several defenders. Zhenyang scored a brace BUT THE FIRST GOAL WAS INCREDIBLY TYCO hmph.

It was an overhead kick with very little power that inched (or bounced) its way slowly, slowly into the goal. Jun Lin almost decided to take control of its random bounce but in the end he let the ball take its natural course and it went in. Second goal was a low cross from Yuwei and Zhenyang just had to tap it in.

Then we had a series of drills that made us look spastic. Sorta looked like dancing but it's the dancing of those crazy guys you see on the streets from time to time. Then did hurdle practices later. Easy. Got an icepack from poolside for Yuan Chang's ankle because I was barred from doing the exercises which hurt my knee.

And that was all for a monstrously tiring day.

Holiday life sucks. Well, not exactly, but it's quite mundane. Three main parts. Training at school. Council meetings at school. Stonining in front of the computer. I'm trying to improve on the stoning in front of the computer part. It's half-succeeding. But what would you expect of someone like me?

OK. Aside from my day to day life. I'm doing er...other stuff that people don't normally expect me to do. Say, writing stuff on politics. It's a post in the making. About the United Nations Security Council being largely dysfunctional and obsolete in the current global situation. More on that next time.

HP is arriving in cinemas in...3 days. Well, that's fast. I think I forgot most of the small details and some of the big parts but that's okay. It'll be better to watch a HP movie like a brand new movie instead of watching a movie and knowing what's actually coming beforehand.

Oh, I'll probably do another post on soccer in Sec 2 sooner or later during this holiday. Probably do another XI line up but with substitutes this time. And rating the top 20 players one by one in Sec 2. Like Timothy just did, but that applies only in court. Only in court. Not field. Field is a totally different dimension.

Now, please excuse me while I drop dead in front of the computer now in exhaustion.

Not a Holiday

2005-11-12T18:37:00.000+08:00

Here I am, sitting at home, playing Warcraft III.

And there it is, right at my neighbour's house 10 year olds are running around at each other screaming the f-word over and over again. Or at least, that's what I heard them screaming at each other. Hm...

So ends the first week of the holidays (only weekdays count). Let's have a quick overview of what happened during the whole week.
Monday: Training, 8-10.30 and 3-5.30.
Tuesday: Training, 8-11.00 and AGM, 1-4.30.
Wednesday: Physiotherapist, 8.30-10.30.
Thursday: Training, 8-10.30, SLC meeting, 11-12, basketball, 12-1.30.
Friday: Training, 8-10.30, SLC meeting, 11-12, badminton, 12-1.30, training 2.30-6.

Conclusion: Not a holiday.

What the hell is wrong with Eriksson, I can't believe he dropped Campbell for Ferdinand. Ferdinand used to be good, but now he plain sucks. Campbell is much more consistent and while he's fit, you might as well use him before he get's injured playing for Arsenal.

We're finally, FINALLY, going to have a bloc outing for 11th SLC on this Friday at East Coast Park. Gonna see everyone again. 'Cept Elliot, of course. Wonder how's everyone doing now? And how they'll react when I tell them I'm in 12th SLC OT?

KATIE LEUNG SARKZ.

Harry Potter is getting it all wrong. In terms of female actors, at least. Cho is supposed to be more visually appealing than Hermione, right? Then why'd they choose Katie Leung to be her? But that means more screen time for Emma Watson! Rejoice! The actresses for Ginny and Fleur are okay.

I wanna create a island hopping type map for WC3 TFT but my patience, or rather my lack of it, and my disastrously poor mapping skills are letting me down. Damn.

Pushing the Pain Barrier

2005-11-11T20:40:00.000+08:00

Can you even call this a holiday? God, I've been in school from Monday to Friday. And it's exhausting. Argh...

Went for training, again, today morning. And today, Yuwei the slacker actually came. He'd easily be 1st for hurdles, if only he trained harder. He only came one day of these five days of training. Unfortunately, he chose the wrong day to make his grand appearance.

Today morning was almost a carbon-copy of Monday morning. Except that the type of exercises we did was different. Well, it was still like Monday anyway. Just weights and weights and weights, and as Zhong Han aptly puts it, like there's no tomorrow. You know, Han actually brought an extra weights bar for us to use. Shiny silver. How ominous it felt.

Went for SLC logistics meeting. Poor Alfred can't be in anymore, so Junhao's taking his place. Finally met Yu Hui, from Ortus. I didn't even see his face before, that or I have amnesia because there was an Annual General Meeting on Tuesday.

Played badminton with Junhao, Guan Yu and Shi Wei at Kah Kee Hall later. Junhao's quite good. Guan Yu wasn't motivated to play. Shi Wei...sucks. Haha. Actually, he's got his flashes of brilliance. Oh, and I almost killed him today with a shot that went directly beneath his throat. Any higher and I would've been a murderer.

Went for training again in the afternoon. With my not-so-impeccable Chinese combined with my ingenious negotiation skills, I got Han to allow us to play soccer today. The reason? We were supposed to play soccer yesterday, but we couldn't find the damned ball which was in Jun Lin's locker, and on that day Jun Lin was absent.

1 hour of soccer. Sec 2s + John versus the rest. We completely overran them 6-1 winners. I even scored a goal. Yuwei was walking for majority of the match but he bagged at least a hat-trick. Maybe even 4, or all five remaining.

For my goal, Yuwei gave a nice low cross and the goal was open, so without looking, I stuck out my right foot and hit the ball softly with the outside of my shoe to direct it into the goal. Yuwei was brilliant when he was actually doing the work, playing tricks with the defenders all the time.

For the most part of the match, I just stuck on to Soon Hock and marked him like mad. He scored the last goal with his shot going through both me and John's legs, but otherwise I controlled him well with some help from Jun Lin. I did trip Yueting someway into the game but I actually got the ball first. They had a penalty anyway but John kept it out.

Then after 20 sets of steps up the incredibly small steps, we were subjected to an incredible amount of pain. Basically, it's just normal stretching with about quadruple the intensity. We would do one sort of stretch, then Han would do something that made it really stretch.

I was actually yelling in pain when Han did it to me. So was Zhen Yang. About everyone else put on a brave face and chose to keep silent, well, for the most part, at least. Well, I think it feels much better to let all the pain out instead of bottling up inside. It was pure torture. Yuwei, that must've been the worst first training you've ever had. But it was effective.

Well, Soon Hock was the first guinea pig to go through all that, followed by me. It was quite satisfying and even partially sadistic when we had already finished all that hell and now we were happily watching others being subjected to the same hell that we had gone through only minutes ago. Happily savouring the fact that it's over for us and we get to watch an exhibit of torture.

Training ended, concluding a damn tiring day at school. Oh, and my knees do feel better now.

No one's online. 'Cept me.

Oh, and that tag seems suspicious. Because it came 5 minutes right after Jevon wondered, and then BX came and tagged 1 minute after that. It may be true, but there's doubts...

05-11-10
23:18:13
202.156.136.223
bx: hi mrs ann (hehe) lol good thing i didnt go for the play wooo

05-11-10
23:17:27
202.156.136.223
Ruth ANN Hi Douglas I hope I don't see you in 3P next year! World Best! (:

I miss Png.

Multilingualism

2005-11-10T19:04:00.000+08:00

Hi guys. Seems like Mrs Ann knows about my blog now. If that's true, hi Mrs Ann if you're reading this. Looks like I've gotta censor myself now. Haha.

Well, nothing new today. Training in the morning as per normal. After the usual 1km warm-up jog and stretches, Han told us that we could play soccer...but the soccer ball disappeared from the track room. What luck. After a massive search for the ball, we resigned to the fact that we had to do sprinting exercises. How tragic.

Oh, and Aran's back from China after 2 weeks of being there, and competition. He jumped 5.8 for long and 12.8 for triple. My god. That's really far away. But nevermind, he taught me certain vulgarities in Hangzhou-speak.

So that adds on to French that I've learnt from a neighbourhood friend and German that I've learnt from a distant relative. Sadly, Malay is one language that evades my intellectual grasp. So, in terms of certain parts of languages (that is to say, vulgarities), I'm actually, ah, multilingual.

OK, back to training. Nothing spectacular happened today. Other than Han (who speaks only chinese by far), when he called Aran (he didn't know his name), "yin du de guo lai!" And then Aran owned everyone with the steps exercise. Oh, and Zhen Ning can sprint really fast for a jumper.

So anyway, we did not receive the traditional lecture at the end of the training. Went for SLC meeting. Blah-de-blah. Played basketball later with Jason, Guan Yu, Qi Han, Zhong Han and Yuk Choi. For the most part I sucked, scoring only a couple of baskets. I'm good as an interceptor for passes though.

Hm. Seems like I haven't been doing a serious post for a long, long time. I'll probably do one sooner or later, since I've got time. Seeya, guys.

Trip to the Physiotherapist

2005-11-09T20:55:00.000+08:00

Had a good dose of DOTA in a long, long, long time. Which is about 4 months.

Went to see a physiotherapist at SGH for my knee today morning, for which I had to miss training. The basic problem is that my right foot is slightly arched while my left foot is totally flat. Then, there's one stretching exercise I do that actually damages my knee. Then, my squatting position isn't exactly correct. And that my quadriceps are very, very tight. Need to loosen them up more before training. Oh, and I got soles to create recommended arch shapes in my feet.

I have a confession to make. I skipped the "10 Brothers" play. Sue me. Figured out that it'd be by far and large useless and a waste of time. My instincts were correct this time, according to my various sources. I wasted $17 of my father's money, but who actually cares.

Played a game of 3.7 and a game of DH. Won both but the lag was extremely terrible. For SC, I played a few Zerg levels without ever losing more than 40 units. In Fire Emblem, I'm trying to make my characters the ultimate gods by buying stat boosters. Selling all gems and brave weapons to raise funds is very effective. And some weapons like spears, when sold, can buy you a whole stat booster in return.

I'm getting slightly irritated at BitComet. I mean, my uploading speed is usually twice my downloading speed. Shucks.

And what's all the problem with ankle socks? Why do all the bloody schools have a problem with it? I mean, socks are meant to protect your feet from infection because germs and bacteria multiply in the heat that is intensified by your shoes, right? And your shoe usually never goes higher than your ankle, right? Bloody hell...

Fall From Innocence

2005-11-08T19:35:00.000+08:00

Life at home is boring. I'm just rotting away...

Training was hard. Everyone's muscles were seized up following yesterday's weights. Even stretching was unbelievably excruciating. Moving around today is already counted as a thoroughly incredible achievement. Which means I achieved lots today.

Can't believe I actually survived it when I had trouble walking up stairs. I did, anyway. Short lunch at poolside before going to the library to waste time before the annual GM. Met Zhong Han, Qi Han and Jeremy there so I wasted my time accordingly.

AGM. Well, the agenda said 1230-1600. So, I bet it would end at 1700. Ended early this time. It was just a review on this year using stuff like Areas for Improvement and Key Performance Indicators. Then ExCo had an extra talk with us Sec 2s. Stayed back for a while to chat, then went to help teachers do some manual labor.

Incident later where we discovered Junhao's...fall from innocence. We were helping transport a metal cupboard. Junhao said, "My hands are wet...they're all clammy" but 'clammy' somehow came out as 'cumming', and, er, it's not an exactly clean word. Those around were all howling away when we heard that coming out of innocent Junhao's mouth.

My muscles are killing me. Help.

Tired

2005-11-07T20:36:00.000+08:00

I'm dead tired now. Just dead tired.

Training in sprints is really tiring. Gotta go for training in the morning, after that gotta go for training in the afternoon. That's for Monday, Wednesday and Friday. On Tuesday and Thursday it's only in the morning, thank goodness for that.

Rewind back to yesterday. Well, I was correct about the part of my mum being pretty pissed about my poor results. Make that very pissed. Well, I can't blame her for that. And we had an argument about it. Blah blah blah. So she banned me from the computer yesterday, which I surprisingly did not touch.

So I went to the library and borrowed 6 books. Finished 4 of them. Which gave me a valid excuse to spend some time on the computer. Mainly, I'm playing Starcraft and I achieved the last Terran mission with only 12 unit deaths and 6 buildings razed. Then there's Fire Emblem. Finished Ephraim's path in addition to Eirika's. Shall try Riviera once I get bored of Starcraft.

Back to today. Training is killing me. My knee hurts. Weights in the morning was a bloody killer. My arms and legs are all sore. Luckily it rained in the morning or we'd be completely burnt. Afternoon was even worse. We did a bit of soccer but no one was really motivated. That includes me, by the way.

The coach is bloody long-winded. Soon Hock slept while he was giving one of his 'speeches' and we sometimes time the speeches and see how long he takes to finish. Last time was 9 minutes 14 seconds. We can actually use him for chinese summary.

The new 7-Eleven directly opposite my house, at the MRT station, must be a godsend. If I'm getting bored of water, which I usually do nowadays, I can just skip over and buy 2 bottles of H2O, a rare commodity in Singapore, at $1.90 while it's still on offer. It can be accomplished in less than 5 minutes.

I'm going to see a onthroirpqorqego(help me here)-dist on Wednesday. To help with my knee. Another godsend because I can skip training on Wednesday and if it drags long enough, some dumb play that we've gotta go watch. It's called Ten Brothers.

Oh. Manchester United actually beat Chelsea. I don't know how that happened.

Nearly Blinded

2005-11-04T16:02:00.000+08:00

Ignore the title for a while. With a guest tagger I feel obliged to reply, and anyway I have to reply to all those I haven't been replying to for, about, one week. Starting 10 tags back...

@Ching To: You're wrong, it isn't 186cm, it's maybe 185cm...
@sherilyn: Don't worry, he'll probably have to go for a haircut soon.
@zhiwei: When I feel free and bored. Which is probably every single moment of the holidays. Sometimes soon, just not now.
@yh: EOYA am pwnt.
@shan: HELLO. Wow. Caps and smileys are effective.
@Ching To: It was someone else who started it. Although I did capitalise...
@bx: Your luck hax am gone. n00gz0r.
@Ching To: Yeah, you get to manage your the finances of your army. Learn to save money for a rainy day...or a base in an inferno.
@wasaa: Blog am gone, kthxbai.
@chaiping: Hello. I appreciate the friendly gesture but 'hello' alone is plain. No offense.

OK. That was tiring.

Training again today. And it looks like I will have virtually no holiday because my trainings alone take me back to school 5 days a week. Stack that up with council activities. I'm GGed. So anyway, we were playing floorball (almost like hockey) in KKH instead of soccer.

3 teams, king format. My team was Lin Chen (good at everything), Soon Hock (I think that's it, he's good at everything too), Terence (sucks except for basketball), 2 Sec 1s and me (brilliant at defense in any game but average otherwise).

The things that happened today:

1. Yuan Chang nearly blinded me for life, and perhaps could've been fatal as the hockey stick swung right up and nearly smashed me in the eye. It grazed the eyelid. Yes, Ching To, the title is true and I'm nearly blinded. Some NY girl training with us (didn't catch the name) got hit by the ball between her eyes and above the nose. That makes 2 nearly dead/blind/broken-nosed people today.

2. Timothy (Yong) went on a rampage and scored 4 goals today each in beautiful fashion, such as faking the keeper or rounding a player or taking a wide angle shot. But I stopped his goal count from becoming 5 in a goalmouth melee where our keeper was off his line. Timo shot from half a metre and I was there to block. He was still on a rampage though.

3. TvT function. Teacher versus teacher, Terng versus Tok. What a nice acronym. And duality as a nice bonus. Correct me if my choice of words was wrong. It was sort of interesting to see them challenge each other for the ball...on a side note, Terng's kid is cute.

Nothing else is worth mentioning. Though Songjun looked like a Sec 1 with his height and that he was wearing the new PE shirt. I was also wearing the new set, but I'm vastly taller than him (there I go again).

I'm absolutely convinced now that my father doesn't care about me anymore. All he cares is about his goddamn reputation, about me excelling in studies (pfft, if ever) and staying in HCI. To heck with him. I love HCI but hey, anything can happen...

Identity Fade

2005-11-03T17:23:00.000+08:00

Qi Han is asking me to update. Well, speak for yourself, man, your blog's been dead for over half a year. Well, here I am.

FOS wasn't that bad in the end, not because of brilliant organization but because of the crazily spectacular matches that took place on that day. Sec 1 Ortus versus Sec 1 Aphelion. In the first half, Aphelion pulled two goals ahead to make it 2-0. The second half was madness. Ortus opened with a goal to increase their chances of winning. Then Aphelion struck back with one. Ortus scored thrice in the next one and a half minutes to bring the score to 4-3. Then Aphelion leveled it to 4-4, then pulled away to 5-4. Ortus pulled back another goal to make it 5-5, then they won the penalty shootout. Woah.

Our matches were okay. I didn't play in the Ortus vs Aphelion (Sec 2). Yuwei was on a rampage. He scored 3 out of 4 Aphelion goals in a 4-2 win. BX had a good match despite letting in four goals. Yuwei's shots were impossible to save but BX made many more saves to keep our hopes alive. The first goal was from Yiming's blunder with a chipped back pass. I played as a sub in the second game. We won 5-1 comfortably.

Got my results back. 3.67, which is a pass. Though I'm not totally happy with it, I'm quite relieved because I managed to evade a 4 or worse. Which is good enough for me considering how I got 4.33 in my first term, 3.33 in my second term and 3.67 in the third. Excused myself early from the last talk by Giam to all the students saying that I had a meeting at 1 PM about SLC. And then, Giam was at the meeting. >.< Didn't expect that.

Training after that, continued training with the sprinters. Had a slight left hamstring strain, but nothing happened anyway. After the usual warm up we had another soccer match which spanned over 2 hours. White shirts versus yellow shirts. I was wearing a yellow shirt, and majority of the people present were wearing white. We were outnumbered 14 to 9 and I expected that we'd be overrun in the first few minutes. Well, they had about 7 Sec 1s, but they had 3 JC seniors. Most of us were Sec 2s, with a few Sec 3s and 4s.

And in the end, we overran them. I was on fire that match, making many accurate tackles even against the JC guys. The only bad part of the game for me was during a corner when the ball came in, I waited for the ball to come so I could clear it with a volley. The JC senior leapt out from behind me and got the ball, placing his foot right where I was gonna kick. And I fouled him. Other than that I was making lots of great tackles. Props to Wei Hao who was a good keeper today. We pulled to a three goal lead in the first half. 3-0.

Tok arrived later...in a white shirt. So we thought we'd be screwed, but in the end we beat them 5-1. I even made two tackles in total against him. Yuan Chang got back into his form with a hat-trick today. Lin Chen as usual. Terence was playing much better though he's still far below par. Jun Lin was good, Timo had a temper and didn't play well. John was good with his physical tackles. Nothing else interesting.

Well, yesterday was the last day of school this year. 2I05 is over. Identity fade. I'll miss the quests, the flicks, the EEs, everything. I'll miss the scoldings in particular. I always reminisce about the scoldings I have had. It's the best thing...I know I'm weird. But it's gone...

Return

2005-11-01T12:28:00.000+08:00

I haven't blogged for about one whole week. Either I haven't been in the mood to blog or I was rudely interrupted in between and the whole unsaved post was lost. Bummer...

So Thursday was Sec 1 level Day. It was monstrously tiring, and difficult crowd control because we were in KKH instead of Auditorium like last year. And they've got tons of space to run around. So anyway, first 2 rounds of bidding game passed unspectacularly. First game was Move to the Beat, basically a rip-off from Sec 2 camp where representatives from each class imitate dance moves from the OT member, Jia Wei. The moves were spastic but he made it look decent, at least.

Another 2 rounds of bidding game. Then second game, Roulette Style Fear Factor, which wasn't roulette stylish at all. Representatives pass a baton, and the unlucky idiot gets to drink a blended drink. I had the pleasure of blending the drink myself. Ingredients include: banana, wasabi, chilli, chilli padi, lime, mayonnaise, ethanoic acid, soya sauce, tofu, F&N orange, tomato sauce and baby powder. Water was the base. There was once I had to stick my hand into the drink to unstick the bottom of all the ingredients where the blender was stuck.

Third game, Fight it Out. Classes may send representatives to challenge other classes or the OT to do something. Four challenged pumping (lame) so we let them duke it out against each other. Some guy challenged long jump and Wayne came out to own him. Another guy pwnt us at yo-yo. He's something special. Then the Sec 1 thrower, strongest in the cohort (probably), challenged us to arm wrestling.

I went and arm wrestled with him, having beaten another Sec 1 soundly. This was totally different. Right from the first second it was a deadlock, for about thirty seconds, either of us pushing the other only slightly towards the other side before returning back to the original starting position. I lost, but it was the best match I had in a while. After that I had a host of people massage my arm which was experiencing excruciating pain.

Then the next few rounds of bidding game rocked. Well, we tempted the Sec 1s by showing a soccer ball beforehand. So for the mystery prize, a coalition of 4 classes bid high for it, and it turned out to be newspapers. The next mystery prize, other classes thought it would already be the prize. So they bid really high...and when we took it out, it was a soccer ball wrapped in newspapers...or it looked like it. Crafted spectacularly by Khang Wen. There was nothing inside. Then the last one, we just brought it out open for us to see.

Ended with movie screening, Ferris Bueller's Day Off. It was cool, and I almost fell asleep in the Auditorium. Went home instead of heading for EOYA at NSRCC with the other guys at the chalet. Then Friday, went for training. The pain in the knees aren't that bad but I still can't take heavy impacts, so trained with the sprinters instead of the jumpers. Played soccer for three straight hours.

During the first half of the game I was a good defender, making accurate tackles. First, I stuck onto Yuan Chang like a wart. Then as he got too tired and moved back to defense, I stuck onto Wei Hao like a wart. When more players came (JC ones at that), my defending dropped sharply and it became more of harassing than tackling. During the second half of the game I was making more precision passes than tackles, like playing long balls and chips right to the target's feet.

Yuan Chang made many runs which were interrupted by Jia Xing, armed with his physical (and often inaccurate) tackles which gave me enough time to zip in a nip the ball away from him. Wei Hao was different and he used his body strength against me. The JC guys are real calm and they move left and right real quick. The Sec 1s are quite good. Lin Chen was great with his dribbles but he didn't take a shot. Mr Tok was brilliant. He only lost the ball once in the whole game. Yueting scored a brace. >.<that happen?

Saturday & Sunday. Martin and a distant German relative came over to stay. We didn't do anything much on Saturday, though Martin's a real good help at the computer for a 16 year old. He searches your computer for the niggling files that add up to 1 gigabyte of space, he knows exactly what to keep and what not to keep in your program files, and exactly what software to download (like one that multiplies your DL speed by 5 times) and what not. And where to download FULL computer games, even the latest ones.

Monday. FOS was a total sucker. It rained. Shit. So the Sec 2s went to LT4 where we watched 2 movies, October Sky which was stopped halfway due to the really bad quality and the constant jamming, and the second one was Rules of Engagement. That one was really nice. Not just because there were vulgarities spewed every few minutes. It was really meaningful. And I'm too bloody lazy to explain the movie.

Yay, Starcraft downloaded. Time to play.

Lameness and Intellectuality

2005-10-25T21:44:00.000+08:00

Well, in stark contrast to what I had earlier predicted, there's actually something to blog about today!

I finally realized that the only thing people who I haven't met for a long time talk to me about in short conversations is about my height. Seriously, don't you guys have ANYTHING else to talk about? Met Jane the other day at J8 and the first thing she commented on was my height.

OK, today. Mathematics didn't go as well as expected by I get A1 for EOY for it anyway due to my maxed ACE and OP. I simply flunked my Chinese paper 2 but Chinese paper 1 saved me to a pass but a poor score nevertheless. English was a good surprise with 101/140, 60/80 for comprehension and 41/60 for composition.

Checked my bio paper with Mr Goh later. Perfectly happy with a 32/50 seeing how I almost flunked my last two modular papers. Then, the shock of the day as Mr Tan asked me if I wanted to be the OS for a small scale Open House during next month. Xia dao!

I was really shocked la...so anyway, I agreed, and according to Mr Tan I was "highly recommended" by Yi Cheng. That am <3. CONFIRMATION AND EVIDENCE OF MY GOSU-NESS!

Then went to KAP later with CRY, DAJH and Jun Long. Discussed (or lamed) about stuff like how BX, AKY and Jun Long fared at being posers, and "what-if" situations if our classmates were the guys in the haunted house. As in, what we'd be.

I think I was the Grim Reaper, Ching To was a Wraith, Elsons ~~were~~ was a ghouls, Mark was a werewolf in human form while Adriel is the werewolf in true wolf form (figure that out) and Zhuo Yan was some massive executioner holding a giant axe.

Then we decided that BX and AKY were n00b posers because they had cool hair but their voices don't match with a good poser. Jun Long's voice would be decent but nowhere near perfect either. Haven't found a really good poser before.

Went for the EOYA pre-event briefing later but it didn't really matter because I won't be present on the first day (or half-day depending on my decision) because I'll be at S1LD. If Wei Leong or anyone can find a convenient bus I'll go or maybe I'll just pon the whole first day...and say there's no point in coming for the second day. FTW.

Before that met Zhong Han and Jason at the library preparing some documents for the ProEd leadership camp. So of course I assisted in drawing their attention away and we played with Google Earth instead.

Realized that NY is about the size of our main field plus side fields. ZH was pestering Jason to go look at the other girl schools (ok, so I was involved, a bit). Located my house later. The exact house. And then Chen Rui's. And Zhong Han asked to locate...nevermind, some things are best unheard.

Went home with Tag on 156. Had a highly intellectual conversation (surprise, surprise) with him. Talked about psychology and politics and philosophy. Amazing how I can actually talk sense when I can talk all sorts of crap with BX and YH. My personality has a wide range.

Watched CSI later and learned of the correct term of sociopaths and a brief introduction on split personalities. Really cool, the dominant personality and the subjugated personality in a person. Oh, and Grissom's face seems unusually fat in Season 1. Perhaps I've been watching too much of Season 4 - 6.

I dunno why an immature mind like mine would be interested in stuff like politics and psychology. Just doesn't seem right when I actually take note on one of my actual conversations. But I love the way the human mind thinks. And politics...I never really know my persuasion for political issues.

Fanfic's going on fine without any writing but more of the outlining. I've got several brilliant ideas but I'm currently at a loss on how to piece them together to form one magnificent piece of work. It's an unfocused third person where there are actually seven persepctives in the whole thing, perhaps I'll cut down on it later. I have some nice titles like "Minus Six" and "Flight of the Queen". It'll become clear only when I

If you've noticed this post took a monstrously long time to create, it's because I'm playing Fire Emblem in between. The only real thing I'm playing for is to look at the graphics which are totally first-rate for a Gameboy Advance (though I'm playing it on the computer with Roms), and even so it's brilliant even on the computer.

And I'm surprised words like Troubadour and Myrmidon (found in the game) actually even exist. I thought they were just made up stuff.

See ya.

Absence

2005-10-23T22:16:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna disappear from this blog the next few days. Maybe it's because I'm spending loads of time on Fire Emblem, or on my fanfic, or that there's nothing interesting to blog about, or that it'll just puzzle or bore the crap out of you. That being said, goodbye.

Blended Food = Win

2005-10-21T17:59:00.001+08:00

I'm feeling very bored at home.

S1LD meeting was nothing much. Went there, stoned 40 minutes, then we tested out Roulette Style Fear Factor, or rather just the blended 'drink' the unlucky student would have to drink. It was cool.

So we blended wasabi, chilli padi, water, milk powder, sprite, pepsi, soya sauce and banana all into the same blended drink. Then when it was blending, it looked like TOTAL SHIT. Literally. It was the color of...dunno, something like curry. But it's the curry that makes your eyes burn.

Matthew was the first to try and I was the 2nd. It wasn't nice, but it was tolerable. It wasn't as horrible as I had imagined earlier. We need worse ingredients. FAR worse.

Fire Emblem is cool.

Ching To also has his own fanfiction. Hm. And Yaohui's gonna make one though I seriously doubt it'll be any serious at all. It'll all be crap but it's very good crap, so ain't complaining.

It's All Over Now

2005-10-20T21:04:00.000+08:00

They say it's all over, it is now ;)

I'm celebrating the end of examinations though in reality it was no different from the past few days where I've been on the computers for 8 hours on the go (the stats seem to increase each day, interesting).

Meanwhile, I'm splitting my time between writing my fanfic and playing Fire Emblem on ROMS on the computer. Perhaps I'll play LAN with the other guys at the end of checking of papers, or just go out and do something.

Well, it's so sad, Matthew just informed me we have to come to school for S1LD Programmes run tomorrow. It's not S1LD that bothers me, it's coming to school when everyone else is staying at home and playing. But hey, sacrifices have to be made and I'll be damn bored anyway.

Snore.

Aftermath

2005-10-20T16:34:00.000+08:00

EXAMS ARE OVER! Heh, they were easier than I expected. I expected to be chiong-ing my Chinese paper up to the last minute, but I actually managed to finish it in a record time of 1 hour and 40 minutes. Left me 20 minutes, so I half checked and half countdowned.

Went to court later. One rock solid hour of playing. Yes, one solid hour. There were only 2 teams, me, Zenghao, Yujie, Bing Xiang and Junzhe, and the other team was Aran, Kaiye, Samuel, Daniel, Tobias and Iype. They kept subbing in and out to rest players.

Game started quite well, Tag scored a few goals from camping. My tackling skills have deteriorated sharply but I guess I'm just taking time to get used to the speed in court which is about twice as fast as in field. But I did alot of closing down and harassing so that made up slightly.

Made a really nice drive. Low and extremely powered, the first time I ever did this kind of shot properly. Usually it just goes as slow as a normal pass or it balloons into the air over the bar. I ALMOST scored, if not for Tobias' outstretched leg. Quest him man.

Then throughout all the other tackles and closing down, I received a long ball (well, long in relativity to street soccer court size) 3/4 way upfield (or upcourt, whatever). I miscontrolled the ball with my first touch as I usually do, before the ball edged to the halfway line. I got back and made an overhead kick that soared into the air.

I turned around and I saw Taggy coming in with a beautiful first time volley but IT MISSED THE TARGET HOW SAD. Otherwise it'd be a really nice play. I admit it was a blind assist as I didn't see anyone but Tag's a camper anyway.

Played keeper when I was tired and made a really fast reaction save with a low drive from the wing by Kaiye (or was it Aran?) into the bottom corner of the far post. Other than that, nothing happened.

AT HOME!

EXAMS OVER!

Finally our exams are over, though not officially as we have exams for those poor guys taking Malay Language tomorrow. GLHF, GLTC.

Progress on the fanfic is quite well though the first few chapters are introduction to new characters and continuations from the old characters. I'll only be doing the detailed plot only after I sort out the first few chapters. I like doing the characters first, though. My favourite part of storylines are the characters and how well they mix together.

So anyway, I did my first real surfing on TWC for a long time. Here's a pic meant for those who've watched LOTR and play DOTA classic/allstars regularly.

As for end of year results, I'll be satisfied and content with any MSG that takes me into IP next year. Even 4.00 doesn't matter as long as it's the required grade to get in. Oh, met Mr Goh by chance today, he already marked my bio paper and I got 32/50. Well, that ain't too bad. And for the CS project, me and YH got 55/100 for some crapped up project. Haha.

See ya guys.

Hardly Matters

2005-10-19T21:20:00.000+08:00

ONE MORE EXAM.

Yes, just one more. And it doesn't count anyway because examinations = revision, and this test is practically impossible to study for. Everyone already began holidaying one week ago already anyway, except for the occasional mugger. Haha. I'm already spending six hours in a single shot at the computer

Everyone's actually playing much more than they have during other times of the year. I had bio, but it was studied over 8 weeks (@#$!@%$#) and an additional mugging over 1 night so it was manageable. I still used the computer alot the day before biology (yesterday).

Fanfic is cool. I get to create the future of SC. Zerg overrun the galaxy, Duran and Zeratul have disappeared, the Terrans outstrip the Protoss in their technological advancements...you're in control of everything. Created several cool units as well.

Well, nothing solid has come out of it yet.

One More

2005-10-19T16:56:00.000+08:00

One more day. Just one more.

Somehow, it's been feeling very relaxing on the exam stress (huh? What exam stress?) so far. I don't feel stressed at all. I don't know why. I usually feel very stressed during these sorts of periods, but not this time.

Mathematics was okay, I managed to complete it really fast though I almost skipped one question which I forgot to do. Whew. So it was okay in the end. I need a 52.8/80 for this test to score an A1 for Mathematics.

Biology was not the killer I expected it to be. In fact, I found it surprisingly easy. It's over now, FINALLY, after 6 weeks of studying, not knowing when the test will actually spring up. Even sexual reproduction got boring after a couple of weeks. Sheesh.

I abandoned my old SC fanfic and started on a new one. Seriously, I could puke from the level of writing in the first one. Urgh...

Well, Chinese Paper 2 tomorrow. Can't be studied for. Well, I'm just hoping for the best.

Two Down

2005-10-18T18:51:00.000+08:00

English was quite easy. Paper 1 was composition, did one about being stuck on a mountain in the harsh Russian winter and having to descent 2000 feet down on a 90 degree cliff. The second was formal letter writing.

The second paper's theme was volcanology. Finished it quite fast, in about 45 minutes, right behind Ching To and about the same time as DAJH. It was quite boring as I had one hour to stone thereafter. Besides making some quick checks I did nothing else.

Nothing else happened afterwards.

Going to practice mathematics and mug biology now. More of the latter though.

One Down

2005-10-17T16:33:00.000+08:00

Oh well. My emotions have been very random lately. I can't predict how I'll feel the next second. Which is probably why I want so many different things lately.

Today was Chinese Paper 1. I did Q1 and Q4. Q1 was some question about discussing young people starting up their blogs and the wide audience that reads them. I said something about being responsible and thinking before you post the content.

Q4 was to write a compo on "how to be a responsible student". I screwed up at first because for the first page I was writing WHY we should be a responsible student, but after that I spotted the error and wrote 2 pages worth of how to be a responsible student. I hope I'll pull of another miracle like in term 3 but to get a B3, I'm already relieved.

Tomorrow is English paper, and it's unmuggerable. I'm tired of mugging biology and I've practised all sorts of mathematics questions. Bah.

Oh, caught a pic of BX's hair from a weird angle with his phone.

Simplicity

2005-10-15T21:14:00.000+08:00

Exams have arrived. Finally.

That's the last hurdle for me to cross. Or rather, that's the last hurdle for the majority of other HCI students to cross. With my current situation, compiled with multiple problems, it is only the beginning of the end.

Right now, I just wish my life was simpler. To be carefree (or less bogged down) in a less prestigious and less taxing school. To be a normal student and not care about the inner workings of the school. To be in a CCA less taxing on my body. To face lower expectations from adults.

I hate my life now. Guess why.

The Simple Life

2005-10-14T18:05:00.000+08:00

Oral Defence today was quite easy, I must say. Jia Han said a few wrong things here and there but I was able to shore it up. The only thing I remembered being criticized on is our lack of book sources. A few questions, but all focusing on that.

The judges were Rosalind Lee and Vivien Sim, so it wasn't that bad. At around 7.30, just before the thing started, when we were all waiting for our judges, SAMUEL LIM and JOYCE walked into the class...then they said their class was somewhere else. Whew.

Life is getting tougher, though.

Turbulence in the council...
Interpersonal relationships...
Dangerous examinations...
Threatening injuries...
A sudden bout of self doubt...

Sometimes, I wish I was just a student.

Escaping from Reality

2005-10-13T22:30:00.000+08:00

Today, for a moment, I attempted to escape all the grim realities that had unfolded in front of me so far, and escape into somewhere, away from it all. (this isn't suicide, mind you)

It was bliss.

To be untroubled, unrestricted, free of thought, unlimited, unbound, to be free of all the pain and troubles that have assailed me and my friends. For one single moment, it was bliss, pure bliss.

Before the magnetic grip of the grim realities came back with a rushing vengeance and pulled me back down to earth. The more I tried to escape them, the harder they hit back, forcing me to remain dormant and face it.

If only I could escape...

From reality...

Living life the way I want to...

But like many of my dreams, it disappeared after the initial jubilation. I was so happy...and then, poof, it disappeared totally.

I am really beginning to doubt myself.

All this time, I was always the invincible creature to myself, always imagining picking myself up back from great falls. It always happened. It was always that way. But now...with the magnitude of the troubles, it won't be that easy anymore.

But bottom line, I have to do it. I have to stride on.

And replies to tags, something I've neglected for a long time in my depression and frustration.
@bx: LOL to all. And thanks for the advice tags.
@shiwei & Jerry: Thanks for all the advice and words of wisdom.
@qihan: The world was always crazy...it's just that, there was always this shield against the maelstrom. And it was lifted, all of a sudden, exposing us to the chaos.
@Ching To: Ego problem removed.
@darrell: Thanks. Short and sweet.
@Jasmine: I don't care. You spiced up my tagboard. And you irritate me. Do what you want.
@nick: During turbulent times, people change. Too much has been going on, just too much.

Good luck for Oral Defence tomorrow. And to the seniors for whatever they're taking.

For all the friends carrying me through the most turbulent period of my life, another thank you.

Regret

2005-10-13T17:22:00.002+08:00

I was given a choice.

I made a decision.

I live on, and regret it.

Alfred...I don't know what to say.

Apologies.

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I read Shi Wei's friendster profile.

I saw the photo of him, Jerry, and Daryl.

Sec 1 Level Day, Sec 1 Orientation, 11th SLC.

How I wish, how I so really wish, that I could have remained in all three. An opportunity for me to serve. To be involved. To groom myself. And avoid make tough choices and hurt others.

If only, if only, where the result of getting somewhere was due to our involvement and our participation. Where we sow the seeds, and reaped the harvest, rather than someone else getting it.

Well, I'm going back to work.

Good luck for to everyone tomorrow.

I Wish

2005-10-12T19:22:00.000+08:00

Sometimes, I wish I could spend hours away mugging. With discipline.

Then it would take my mind off things. I wish I could encase myself in an impenetrable shell from the outer world. Sink myself so deep into my own work, that I never come out. Then, my problems would be delayed, until the appropriate time comes to think about those things.

Unfortunately, my discipline, or rather, the lack of it, fails me where I need it the most.

I wish.

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10:02 PM

To Jerry: I have absolutely no idea on how to do that. I've thought the whole day, and I've been stumped. That statement was more to remind myself that I have a duty to follow, more than anything else.

Well. Everything sucks. Everything in life seemed to be building up to one horrific experience.

I sprained my wrist back in term 3. Biology exam shifted to next week.
Cracks appeared in the council. We can be called HC Prefectorial Board now.
My studies are further going down the bloody drain.
My right knee is still as weak and unstable as it can ever be.

Everyone is cracking up.

But we will have to pull through. We must pull through. There is no other alternative.

All Going Backward

2005-10-12T15:33:00.002+08:00

Many thanks to everyone who helped me yesterday. Zhong Han, Qi Han, Bing Xiang, Yujie, Yaohui. Though it doesn't matter anymore, you pulled me through another day. I really needed you.

And now...

It's all going backward. Even worse than what I feared, something I never fathomed.

The decision is being made for me. And my initial bliss of not being able to choose, and therefore hurt my feelings and that of those around me, are quickly erased. It meant that we no longer had student empowerment.

Everything's going backward. Hwa Chong Institution High School Council is a shadow of its former self. It was always about student empowerment...and now, it's falling backwards into time from modern democracy to tribal hierachy.

It puts the councilors on the same level as ordinary students. Cross that, we're below them now. Or even worse, we're basically slaves to the school administration. They talk, we listen, we do. And we're enslaved intellectually, not the physical work.

And what separates us from all the other schools...

...is gone.

And then, I am presented with another set of choices. To quit and secede myself from council totally, or to stand up and fight back.

Of course, it's the latter.

It may not be my fault that the current batch is suddenly falling into all the deep shit. But does that mean that I, as a Hwa Chong Institution consortium councilor, can sit back, relax, and watch all these unfold in front of my eyes? Can I let the juniors suffer the same, if not worse, fate?

F***ing NO.

It is my duty.

I will not sit down and contribute nothing to the fight. I will not sit back and watch the council slowly descend into slavery. What I will do, is to stand up and do whatever I can. Not just for myself, but for the current councils, and the next few batches. No matter how small my help can extend, I will do it.

I will not let student empowerment go down without a fight.

We have to stand strong in the face of adversity. Be tough and resilient. We'll pull out of all this bullshit somehow. Somehow. We, as the student leaders, have to fight back. WE will get through this. WE will plod our way through. WE will resist everything the bloody administrators can throw at us.

Every single councilor and CIT will have to work together to reverse the reversal. Right now, more than ever, we need the whole council to be together, working as one for its' goal.

WE will get through all this.

We will.

To Pierce Someone's Heart

2005-10-11T20:32:00.000+08:00

I came really close to tearing today. Quite a few times, actually.

It is a ruthless decision, one that will hurt me and someone else around me.

But I realize, deep down, that no matter how hard I am hurt, how badly my heart is wounded, in the end, it is inevitably Alfred who will be the hardest hit, no matter which angle you look at it from. He's lost 5 out of his 13 organizing team members now.

The other eight, Alfred himself, Wei Leong, Wen Bo, Jia Wei, Davin, Matthew, Junhao and I. And now, Junhao and I are left to decide if we're staying in SOO. If both of us leave, over half of his team his gone. Over half.

I'm worried for him...

And this worry for him is one of the primary reasons I am holding back my decision. I may injure or tease people often, but deep down I cannot bear the thought of striking someone in the heart, and leaving them, with a deep gash, their blood flowing out of their wound freely, with no one beside to help...just no.

I have not come to any decision whether it will be XIISLC or SOO2006. I want to make it a wise decision. There is no correct decision, just a decision well chosen...

Alfred, I cannot possibly fathom what you are going through right now. Depression, anger, hatred, frustration...I wouldn't know. I can't promise if I'll remain or I'll leave.

Whichever path I choose, I will always be supporting you, one way or another.

I hope you understand, whichever I choose...

Of Choices and Decisions

2005-10-11T16:22:00.002+08:00

During today's recess, when Qi Han and Victor came into my class, my worst fears were confirmed.

The advisors lost the battle (but then, I can't blame them).

I have to dump either 12th Student Leaders' Convention or Secondary 1 Orientation 2006.

And I don't know what to choose.

I really don't know.

No matter which one I choose, it will be a regretting, heartbreaking, mind harrowing decision for me. It is the worst decision in my life I've faced so far. No matter how, my miserable, already fragmented heart will be pierced through by a sword.

I'm having a dilemna. I wonder if it is indeed bliss to still not being able to decide. If I were decisive and had already made the choice, I would be regretting it already.

On one hand, I have XIISLC. A great opportunity, a great learning journey. The last SLC HCI will be having. A chance for real-time collaboration. To be part of the elite, the cream of the crop from the consortium councils. Recognition from schools, local or otherwise. I'm gravitating towards this due to the attractions.

On the other hand, I have Orientation. The most important event of the year, in my opinion. One where the primary six boys are metamorphosed into our new batch. It drastically affects the new batch, inspiring them to be passionate, and make them feel connected with the school. On this side, it is more of the duty and service to the school.

What's worse is, to me, deep down, very deep down, it seems like a choice between two people who have become an integral part of my life. Alfred, or Guan Yu. Right now, no matter which perspective I look at it from, it seems more like a choice of rejecting one more than a choice of accepting another.

During assembly, Mr Edmund Teo played an song after his presentation on how to relieve exam stress. It was the "Superman" song.

I let it flow through my body, at least, as fluent as it can possibly flow through me. For those moments, I felt calm, I felt...inspired. It was as if there was a small beacon of light guiding me through.

But just as it came, it disappeared abruptly, leaving an emptiness inside, dancing tantalizingly out of my clawing hands. Leaving the darkness even more compelling and stronger than ever before.

My strong outer shell cracks into a thousand pieces, revealing a fragile, imploding inside.

I'm at a complete loss. I have no idea what to do at all.

For once, I need a protector.

For once, I feel like crying.

God, please give us all a miracle.

Threatened

2005-10-10T21:16:00.001+08:00

The future on SLC looks bleak.

http://www.scoutinglight.blogspot.com/

I don't want to think about it...

It pains me to.

I want that place in SLC.

I need that place in SLC.

I won't say any more...

Untitled

2005-10-10T18:00:00.001+08:00

Today's flag-raising was really funny. With the Sec 3s and 4s having their exams, there was no band, and we relied on the audio system. So, after the first national anthem was played (pay attention to first), we had the pledge, and everything was going nice and well.

Then we had the school song. No worries..then 1/3 way through, the school song stopped. So we continued singing without any music, that was fine. Then suddenly, a variation of the national anthem played, followed by another variation, followed by a THIRD variation...talk about remix.

Then during English lesson, Kala found out that Elson didn't hand up his homework. So, Kala said, "Luckily only one person didn't hand up his work." Well, Elson is considered plural amongst 2I students. And continuing, she said, "EEEEEEEEEEEEven Nicholas handed in his homework!"

The rest of the day passed by in relative boredom. Mathematics, then double Science where we watched videos on the human body (no disgusting parts though) and a short video on Journey to the Center of the Earth. Well, that was kinda cool.

Geography, chinese, english...nothing interesting happened. Well, we received our Literature tests where I got 17/25, which brings my overall Humanities grade this term to 71%, or a healthy A2.

Weights is perpetually fun with Zhuo Yan and Yao Hui.

MGS' exams end tomorrow.

Happy birthday, Ervin.

Random funny!

Oral defence begins in 3 days but I haven't started preparing!

My mom's having a different type of job at the same company!

Guitar is fun.

terminate(CompulsiveRandomSyndrome);

Oh, and Jeffrey Lim said that shaving is a MOE requirement. Well, I'm fine with it.

Bye guys.

Blogs & People

2005-10-10T16:36:00.000+08:00

Does a blog reflect the person behind it?

For most people it does, but for some people, it obviously doesn't. BX, Jevon and Aran are crappy funny people, I'm a crappy funny by occasionally serious person, Tag is a philosophical person, while Zhong Han is an emotional person...sometimes.

You know who I'm talking about already. I won't bother to type the name, you've been through that many times already.

Stop hiding behind that miserable, fragile and broken facade, you disillusioned fool.

Screwups Again

2005-10-09T18:04:00.003+08:00

I wish the admins would stop screwing up.

Latest report of the teachers' treachery: Our dear Dean of Student Care is soo caring for us that he is considering taking all people who are in Secondary 1 Orientation (ironically, SOO) out of 12th SLC OT. What a bloody idiot, major planning doesn't really start til SOO is over.

Hope the advisors can win the battle against the admins and the teachers. C'mon, we can handle it. And to be honest, Ortus will be totally crippled if the admins win. Wei Leong, Junhao and I are the only Sec 2s good enough for SLC.

And hurrah, that bloody Sven finally returns England to their traditional and effective 4-4-2! But another thing, he just plays Beckham again and again, what a good thing he got sent off. What a sucker. First player to get sent off twice while playing for England. Good thing they won 1-0 though.

Congratulations to BX for being my 1000th visitor! I opened my StatCounter and it showed me my 1000th hit, so I went to tell BX, and he told me he was at my blog. Haha.

Random stuff!

My calves are shaped like a girl's!
My left eyebrow am evil!
I have three waves of hair!

FTW!

9.1528724401% of my visitors are foreign!

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It's most likely 90% wrong, but you should be smart enough to understand that.

After the EOYs, I'm going to play soccer, go for training, prepare for Secondary 1 Level Day and Secondary 1 Orientation, chat with more people on MSN, go out more, pick up fights with Dexter, practise the guitar, and SO MUCH MORE!

If only it could be right now. I'm so envious of other schools - SNGS and CHS are already finished with their exams and NYGH is going to finish theirs tomorrow. Damn it.

Oh well, I have to study again. Bye guys.

So Near, Yet So Far

2005-10-08T21:19:00.000+08:00

The exams are so near, yet so far...

We have a measly 9 days left to prepare, or 6 if you count Oral Defence. But looking at how the other schools are already finishing (most by midweek), it seems like forever. 12 days before it ends...

And yet, we can barely study for them. English and Chinese are unmuggerable, whilst Mathematics is a subject that can be practised. I've got an extra subject, biology, but that hardly matters anyway.

I want my exams (and freedom) now.

Terrorism & Ideology

2005-10-08T13:26:00.002+08:00

Hi again, guys.

Well, today I read the article in the World section of the Straits Time about Bush and his speech on terrorism and how the Al Qaeda and its leader, Osama, was obsessed with "building a totalitaraian empire".

The idea isn't that difficult to imagine. And it is a horrible idea at that. Another of the Purges, another Holocaust, another...God-knows-what the terrorists and Al Qaeda can do to the people of the Middle East.

It's bad enough that many terrorists are causing death, terror and fear in many parts of the world, but the worst part of it that all Bush is trying to do to stop it is actually escalating the problem to even greater proportions. What bitter irony.

Sure, Osama is the root of most of the terrorist problems in the Middle East right now. Without Osama, the world would be a much safer and peaceful place.

But, Bush, who (or, perhaps seems like) wanted to eliminate the terrorist threat, created even more hate and dissent against the already disliked American regime, in turn spawning even more terrorist elements, replacing the expendable few killed during the Iraq/Afghanistan Wars.

'In a speech on terrorism, Mr Bush said it was a "dangerous illusion" that the United States would be better off pulling troops out of an Iraqi conflict whjich has cost nearly 2000 American lives and hammered his personal opinion poll ratings.'

It bloody isn't...

Bush is the one with the dangerous illusion.

Terrorism is an ideology that can never be destroyed unless you hunt it down to the last person. That said, it's impossible. One dies, another one comes up and replaces it. Force is not an option in handling terrorism (for the outright removal of it, anyway), yet Bush blindly remains in Iraq and Afghanistan.

It is a virtual impossibility to root out terrorism. It will somehow, always be present. Staying in Iraq and Afghanistan will cost more human lives, and even then the problem can only be prevented temporarily.

If only Bush would wake up...

And a not-so-crazy crazy.

God bless him.

The Safety Bubble

2005-10-07T20:15:00.000+08:00

I have realized, with a jolt, that my MSG has a fair chance of being >4.00 this year, meaning I'll be kicked out of IP, and go in to 3P.

Despite good and thoughtful advice from Zhuo Yan and Qi Han, and friends like Darrell Leong who are with me, stuck in the same boat, I suddenly feel frustrated, I feel disheartened, I feel...afraid.

The bubble of safety around me has been ruthlessly shattered.

I really cannot believe the extent of the consequences and the repercussions that I have to suffer should I fail to make a 4.00 or below this year...

First and foremost, my parents are going to treat me as an utter failure. They'll be disappointed with me. Despite how much I absolutely abhor my parents, there's still a part of me that wants to satisfy and/or please them. They give me so much, monetarily or otherwise, just to see me getting kicked out of IP.

Secondly, I will have to disappear from council completely. The fun, the laughter, the seriousness, all gone from me forever. The things I always wanted to do - Orientation and SLC, slipping out of my grasp, if I fail, they'll be nothing more than tantalizing shadows in the distance.

Thirdly, life just becomes so much different. I can hardly bear entertaining the thought of it, and I don't want to.

And assuming I get past this year, which seems all the more impossible for each second that passes, there's the next year and the year after to worry about, and for Sec 4 I need a MSG of <2.00, which was the exact same grade that I got in Sec 1. And the stakes just keep getting higher and higher.

For once, my life looks bleak.

GG'ed Tagboard...

2005-10-07T17:33:00.000+08:00

Woah, what a chaotic tagboard. To YN Gan and Jasmine (whoever you two are): Calm down and take things a little lighter, open your eyes and read the text properly. To everyone else...

@yh & bx: GG'ed, Own'T, gosu. l33tsp34k am t3h r0xx0rz.
@tag: Hah, it's too fun for that.
@shan: WTF we still got like 10 more days to exams. I feel scandalized.

Finally, a test paper improves my spirits, for I got a 15/20 for my history. Then, next to the mark, Mrs Giam wrote "could hv done better"...OMG...I'm already feeling relieved that I can finally get an A1 for a test besides geography.

Secondary 1 Level Day meeting was fine, was able to skip the movie proposal part. Training later, or rather, going home. Luckily, Ang wasn't around today. Not that I could train anyway with my knee problem.

10 more days to exams.

And just as a random funny...

Reversed

2005-10-06T21:49:00.000+08:00

@towkay: First > Second, thus HCI > NY.
@yaohui: Don't ask me...
@Ching To: Just admit defeat, you sore loser...
@Ching To: Refer to the contents of this post...
@Ching To: I'm not very sure about that either.
@bx: Policeman > All.

I was planning to post this post with a picture of me shaved and clean.

But not any more!

You will not see the clean and shaven Dougy tomorrow!

For one sole reason, that my dad is totally against me beginning to shave. He says it's a natural process and that it's really bloody troublesome to do it. So he wants me to write a letter to chen and then he'll sign it.

Actually, I'm for either side to win. If I shave, I'll look more tidy and less unkempt when you couple it with my messy and uncombed hair. If I don't, it'll be one less daily routine that I have to worry about. I'd trade off a couple of cm for having less facial hair.

Now that I'm in SLC, I'm now sweating over what committee I'll be in. Well, all three are possible. I'm just hoping that the advisors, none of whom are from Ortus, won't have prejudice against me and dump me into logistics committee. Anything but logistics (and of course, administrative)...

Pissed...

2005-10-06T17:16:00.000+08:00

I am thoroughly effing pissed today, but at the end of the day, I'm still a happy person.

PISSING EVENTS
-Today, early in the morning after flag raising, the great permanent-PMSed chen gou caught me for wearing ankle socks. Well, the socks were naturally small, so he forgave me.
-Then, just when I was going away, he called me back, and told me to SHAVE and get back to him tomorrow and let him see. WTF.
-I failed my chinese test with a brilliant 37/80!
-I scored weak for my geography with 17.5/25.

WTF I HAVE TO SHAVE. Bloody effing pissed because it'll become a bloody daily chore and I have to do it every morning (and/or night). Just so bloody troublesome. But hey, it'll look neater, so...either way, just eff you chen gou.

Grew even more pissed when huang went through the chinese paper...it made me feel like a total loser and feel even more infuriated when people who passed were angry over their marks. I have to sort of appreciate it that I wasn't the lowest in class.

Then geography and my spirits worsened...I got a totally poor 17.5/25. Well, this is considered great for any other subject but for geography, it simply sucks because geography is just that easy.

Well, from double science afterwards, my spirits became better with the usual laughs with BX during remedial, plus after school at KAP together with BX, Tag and YH. Thanks alot, guys.

I Still Don't Know...

2005-10-05T21:36:00.000+08:00

Overdue replies to tags first...

bx: CREWE ALEXANDRA TEH ROCK
jevon: Football football...
erwin: Eliseus + Sanyu makes the world go round.
Ching To: Liverpool am teh suck in EPL, kthxbai.
Ching To: Yea, I can tell.
xopa: I AM ATTRACTIVE OKAY! At least, more than many people...
bx: Yea, if ONLY Dunman were there...
yh: Well, I caught her looking at me anyway. Win.
yh: Credits are given.
dajh: Crouch is a good target man too...

Well, I still really don't know what to say about getting into 12th SLC. Of course, I'm happy and elated, duh. Hope I'll get into concept committee, I think it's really great there. Programmes is still fine, but I hope I won't get into logistics. I abhor being in logistics committee.

Double English, then squash for PE. Owned Ching To totally though he's quite good. Mark and Jun Long had a great match as they come up pretty even. Then I played with Mark, but I kept screwing up my drop shots and boasts in the first few points and he came to a 4-0 lead, but I killed him 7-5 in the end.

Mathematics, Chinese, then History in the library because Giam was sick today, then a final English period before lessons ended. Quickly gobbled lunch before Level Day programmes committee meeting, where I was informed of my OT-ship in SLC.

Weights after that with Guan Yu and Alfred, then street soccer with them. Guan Yu is damn funny lah. When me or Alfred shot the ball out, he'll put on that half spastic half funny face and go yelling "IT'S A GREAT SAVE!"

Random stuff.

I'M GETTING FAT! I just realized today afternoon with a jolt that I had been eating 2 suppers for 3 nights consecutively wtfarkz. I'm going to weigh myself now...73kg. Hope it's all the muscle from weights...

ALFRED'S IN SLC! Ok. That was what SLC really needed. Someone Alfie-istic.

EXAMS ARE STILL 12 DAYS...AWAY FROM...STARTING! Yeah, that's kinda obvious. We don't even need to study, there's only English, Chinese and Mathematics...

3P IS A POSSIBILITY. My expected MSG is either 3.5 or 3.66. Add in a bit of bad luck, which I seem to be running into quite often, and I might fall into 3P, and I wonder, what will become of my position in council...

KNEE STILL INJURED. wth heal faster lah you stupid knee. Well, at least I can still run.

12th SLCOT

2005-10-05T17:30:00.000+08:00

I don't know what to say.

I really don't...

I'm in.

KAP Crazies II

2005-10-04T20:08:00.000+08:00

Continued...

EDIT: After much nagging from BX...

Just after I bought my food, walked up the stairs, dum-de-dum, then an MGS girl, for no reason at all, came up to me and started talking for like, no reason! First she asked me if I knew someone called Junhao, then after that switch and ask if I knew Douglas (wtf that's me). Then after that she went back.

I went back to my seat. Then later Yao Hui came back, and I told him what happened. Yea, then, I asked him to see if the girl was eyeing me (I indicated which one), and he said yes.

HAHA I OFFICIALLY DECLARE MYSELF ATTRACTIVE.

Back to what I originally posted.

Well, it should make sense to some people. I turned back and saw the coolie master from NY from HDC, with one of her friends. Can't recognize liao. So anyway, I was rather surprised, then ok, went back to my work. Well, actually, me and YH discussed how to best respond for a while, then we went back to work (mathematics).

Then...

Yea yea, so one of the lines from their play.

So me and YH scribbled, on a piece of paper:

HCI < NY
HCI + policeman > NY

An obvious reference to Wei Ze.

Then...

Yea, then I got pissed off in a good way, walked over to their table, and asked them if they would like to have a simple, normal conversation instead. They DECLINED. And so we were able to continue our work in peace. Poof. The things girls do.

WTF, madness. There's also something else that happened but I guess that's enough.

EDIT: Woops, forgot. Credits to YH for getting the images on his cam.

KAP Crazies

2005-10-04T17:02:00.000+08:00

Double computer studies today was dumb. Some C++ scripting in flash that let a fox with a basket over his head catch randomly dropping apples. Followed by Assembly, then a PCME quiz. I'm bound to fail for that one.

Chinese and English periods followed, both slacky. Lessons have been getting slackier and slackier towards the EOYs. It's weird but I'm not complaining in any way. It's totally great, I can actually have good chats with Elson during lessons now.

Went to KAP for lunch with Yao Hui. We tried to force BX along by unbuttoning his shirt once for each time he said no. We let him go in the end though. KAP experiences are getting crazier and crazier for me.

Anyway, went to KAP. Was doing my maths merrily with Yao Hui (surprise, surprise, I can work!), then suddenly, someone placed a piece of paper on my table from behind, with words written out by highlighter. Guess what it was about...

I'll say in next post when I have the photos. See ya n00gs.

The Money Game

2005-10-03T22:53:00.000+08:00

Football sucks now.

There are a few reasons why that happens, but I'll only be posting on one of them.

BIG MONEY CLUBS.

It's not just about Chelsea (mainly it, though).

The game has been ruined by big money clubs. Once they got the available money, they spend it in the millions, approximately 250 million British pounds from what I can remember. That averages 83.33 million British pounds per season. It totally ruins the game, where you get players quick and easy. Manchester United gets 30-40 million pounds per season.

Who's in the top of the EPL/Serie A/La Liga each season? It's always the same, perhaps one or two surprise teams. The rest are the teams with an assload of money. Arsenal can't be blamed, Wenger is crafty enough to nab the greatest players with the least amount of cash. Then we have Chelsea, Man United, Juve, AC etc...

At the most, they only churn out a handful of their own trainees. United's treble winning team were half their young talents, now I can only name a few, Richardson and Fletcher, if I remembered correctly. Chelsea hardly nurture them at all.

That's when other clubs have to nurture players from young, a process which takes years and years, and is a lot of hard work because no individual footballer is the same. And then, a big club swoops over and the player is snapped up for 8 million pounds, like a drop in the ocean for the wealthier clubs.

Call me a bloody Chelsea hater, but that's just the way it is. Note: I'm also starting to drift away from Manchester United. Now I like clubs like Charlton and Bolton.

Back when it was hard work, now it's all about having the cold hard cash.

Degradation...

-random

2005-10-03T19:14:00.000+08:00

I realized that I can be really random. One day I'm posting/chatting seriously and being philosophical and being wise/insightful, and the next day/moment I'm typing in either ALLCAPS or l33tsp34k. Aside from that glorious revelation...

NYAA was Own'T today. I actually managed to hand it up! And like, everything inside was actually real! I didn't fake a single piece of shit out. Service, National Day Carnival, some shit stuff at HCJC and some more at some chinese debate thingy. Adventurous, Sec 2 camp. Skills, Malay language, and physical recreation, jumps.

Well, no more slack first period because no more reading period. Dammit. Then anyway, mathematics followed. Double science remedial where BX and I had more laughing. Took 3 photos of myself with BX's cam, 1 with us laughing, 1 with us studying, and 1 with my evil pointed eyebrow.

Free period in library followed, where I started changing the lyrics of songs such that Elson could be the main subject(s). Then Chinese, then one last English period, before I chiong-ed my NYAA. FTW.

At a second glance, we Hwachong guys are real lucky. We don't have to mug for anything for EOYs, at least for Sec 2s, because our tested subjects are un-muggerable. English, Chinese, Maths. I have Bio due to my sprained wrist last term, but it's only one. OD is screwed lah, do also will die.

SAVE ME...Updated.

2005-10-02T21:00:00.000+08:00

SAVE ME FROM NYAA.

I AM AT A TOTAL LOSS AT WHAT TO DO.

MY SERVICE DOES NOT COME UNDER THE INDICATED SECTIONS.

MY PHYSICAL RECREATION DOES NOT COME UNDER THE INDICATED SECTIONS.

I EFFING HATE NYAA BECAUSE IT GIVES YOU CATEGORIES THAT YOU HAVE TO LIMIT YOURSELF TO.

AND BECAUSE IT'S COMPULSORY IN OUR SCHOOL.

SAVE ME.

52 minutes later.

I realize how dumb I am. How could I forget that almost the whole cohort crapped dumb things out, and that the 4 teachers I have to approach are nice teachers? Ang, my jumps coach, Tok, the nice sprinter coach, Huang, chinese teacher, and TAN THE MALAY TEACHER OMFG!

Life ain't so bad after all.

DOOG > BRONZE NYAA!

Bali Round Two

2005-10-02T18:06:00.000+08:00

Overdue replies to tags.

@yaohui #1: All the major events came at or after the July period, when your competition should have ended. RHD, OH, Teachers' Day.
@bx #1: Hood munster am dumb.
@yaohui #2: Because YH is a n00g.
@shan: Well, then what would YOU call it?
@bx #2: Depends on the phoneteeecs, but for the most part yes.
@dajh #1: Luck.
@yaohui #3: See Erwin's tag.
@erwin: That isn't what I'd call a waste.
@yaohui #4: See Erwin's tag.
@Ching To: We all know what it meant.
@yujie: Yeah, I suppose it's life.
@dajh #2: We know...

OK. Bali has been bombed again. At least the death toll is much lower than last time. Apparently, my family and I passed the exact same location where the place was bombed last year, around November. Lucky for us, not so much for the victims.

Well, the govs around the world have gotta do it differently. USA in particular, terrorism ain't something they can go carpet bombing and destroy them. It's an ideal, for Christ's sake. You have to eradicate the thought in every last man if it's going to work. Bombing them sure isn't.

On a lighter note, I went to my cousin's house today to celebrate his first birthday! The other cousin's 5 years old. I took my biology notes to study there because it's an absolute bore there. Well, not for today. I studied for one hour flat (UNBELIEVABLE!).

My older cousin's really bright. Well, he knows how to take cover behind a sofa when being fired at, and when my mom took a toy gun and "shot" him, he said it had no effect because he was wearing thick pampers. I think he meant bulletproof, but hilarious enough.

How I wish I was like that again.

Children's Day

2005-10-01T21:23:00.000+08:00

Children's Day...

Back when we were still in primary school, carefree and joyous, more than we can ever be right now. When our troubles were nothing more than a half hour worth of homework. There was always so much fun, and so much time.

It may not be the best, but our most enjoyable part of our lives has ceased to exist.

As we grow, our time lessens, our hearts stiffen, our attitude grows cynical, our pressure increases by the dozen, our sorrows increase, our temper heatens, and our minds distrusting. Growth in human can bring new things, but it likewise brings about sorrow.

Growth and maturity has brought so much to me, but it ruthlessly murdered a part of me that I will never find again.

If only I could turn back the clock...

...and be a child again.

Improved Hamstring

2005-09-30T21:38:00.000+08:00

Yeah right...

http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/info/classes/warriors/talents.html

Walao. Even WoW is niao-ing me!