Curtain call
All efforts will see fruition. Med fac Dramafeste 2003
5 star.
Thursday, July 31, 2003
Tuesday, July 29, 2003
You
How I wish for you to be there,
At the end of day, with my dinner fare.
A comforting word after a day of stress,
A warm hand for mine to caress.
Putting your hand around my shoulder,
Knowing that together we could move any boulder.
You were there during my darkest hour,
You gave me strength, you gave me the power.
All I need is a listening ear,
To which I can pour out my troubles for you to hear.
It’s much better than to sit and mope,
Lying in wait for eternal hope.
You were my confidant, my humanoid diary,
To which I commented on anything, sly or savoury.
You were the spark plug when I lose my shine,
Also knowing when to kick me from behind.
You were the reason I troop off to academic hell each day,
With the knowledge I will see you along the way.
Lessons not learnt, tutorials not done,
I just had to see you before one.
You chose to enter my dark, mysterious world,
Filled with skeletons, angst and no pearls.
Why did you choose me over the rest?
You never could settle for nothing, save the best.
However, still you refuse to enter this dark abyss,
Nothing would make you compromise your wedded bliss.
Don’t you realise the folly of your ways?
Come now, ignore your carpeted enclave.
You never moved, never wavered,
Even as I feverishly laboured.
You never even existed at all,
Perhaps, my arrogance was my downfall.
Was this a dream that would cease to persist?
Ng Zhao Yang
9.56 p.m. 24/4/03
To “You”.
A little backstory to this poem. I was going home late that day, 24/4, and I felt very tired and messed up and I wanted to talk to someone about it, but sitting alone in the bus 77 on my way home I had no one to share my words with. Thus I speculated of this imaginary person who would talk to me about my troubles, but knowing the impossibility of that, thus the twist at the end. Hence the "you" in inverted commas.
Perhaps, one day, I could finally dispense with the inverted commas.
How I wish for you to be there,
At the end of day, with my dinner fare.
A comforting word after a day of stress,
A warm hand for mine to caress.
Putting your hand around my shoulder,
Knowing that together we could move any boulder.
You were there during my darkest hour,
You gave me strength, you gave me the power.
All I need is a listening ear,
To which I can pour out my troubles for you to hear.
It’s much better than to sit and mope,
Lying in wait for eternal hope.
You were my confidant, my humanoid diary,
To which I commented on anything, sly or savoury.
You were the spark plug when I lose my shine,
Also knowing when to kick me from behind.
You were the reason I troop off to academic hell each day,
With the knowledge I will see you along the way.
Lessons not learnt, tutorials not done,
I just had to see you before one.
You chose to enter my dark, mysterious world,
Filled with skeletons, angst and no pearls.
Why did you choose me over the rest?
You never could settle for nothing, save the best.
However, still you refuse to enter this dark abyss,
Nothing would make you compromise your wedded bliss.
Don’t you realise the folly of your ways?
Come now, ignore your carpeted enclave.
You never moved, never wavered,
Even as I feverishly laboured.
You never even existed at all,
Perhaps, my arrogance was my downfall.
Was this a dream that would cease to persist?
Ng Zhao Yang
9.56 p.m. 24/4/03
To “You”.
A little backstory to this poem. I was going home late that day, 24/4, and I felt very tired and messed up and I wanted to talk to someone about it, but sitting alone in the bus 77 on my way home I had no one to share my words with. Thus I speculated of this imaginary person who would talk to me about my troubles, but knowing the impossibility of that, thus the twist at the end. Hence the "you" in inverted commas.
Perhaps, one day, I could finally dispense with the inverted commas.
Say it as it is
I never kept a diary before I started blogging. When I first started to blog, I didn't have a clear idea why I wanted to do it, just that it was interesting. But as time went on, I used my blog as a soundboard, where I can say what I want, about anything I want.
It has always been my way to say it as it is, I call that being straightfoward, others call that tactless. I admit that my PR skills are the pits, due to my outspoken nature. I do not believe in being politically correct, if something is lousy I'll just say its lousy.
That was me a few years ago. Scouts have taught me that is a dumb thing to do as it does not inspire people to work for you. Although you are telling the truth, there are many ways to tell the truth and a blunt and obtrusive way is not the way to go if one wanted to be an effective leader.
Having said that, I don't think they apply to blogging. It is my blog, I say what I want, what my opinions are, and the kid's gloves will come off and I pull no punches. I'll hold nothing back.
What I say here is ultimately my opinions, and no one can stop me from saying what I want. Already, the whole day you are putting on masks in school, work or during ccas, why continue to put what isn't what you really think on your blog?
I guess, this is the way I am and it will be very hard to change.
And I really, really, really hate wearing masks.
I wish I could take mine off.
I really do.
I never kept a diary before I started blogging. When I first started to blog, I didn't have a clear idea why I wanted to do it, just that it was interesting. But as time went on, I used my blog as a soundboard, where I can say what I want, about anything I want.
It has always been my way to say it as it is, I call that being straightfoward, others call that tactless. I admit that my PR skills are the pits, due to my outspoken nature. I do not believe in being politically correct, if something is lousy I'll just say its lousy.
That was me a few years ago. Scouts have taught me that is a dumb thing to do as it does not inspire people to work for you. Although you are telling the truth, there are many ways to tell the truth and a blunt and obtrusive way is not the way to go if one wanted to be an effective leader.
Having said that, I don't think they apply to blogging. It is my blog, I say what I want, what my opinions are, and the kid's gloves will come off and I pull no punches. I'll hold nothing back.
What I say here is ultimately my opinions, and no one can stop me from saying what I want. Already, the whole day you are putting on masks in school, work or during ccas, why continue to put what isn't what you really think on your blog?
I guess, this is the way I am and it will be very hard to change.
And I really, really, really hate wearing masks.
I wish I could take mine off.
I really do.
Sunday, July 27, 2003
They'll come, they always come...
The countdown begins now.
Just 7 days to the greatest show ever put up in the tiny area called the atrium in RI will be staged. It promises a night where months and months of planning, paperwork, sleepless nights, proposals, blood, sweat, tears, arguments, tense moments, midnight smses and phone calls will bear fruit. The night where we put up a how for those honoured to watch. A night to remember.
And I will be part of it. That is the only reward I want.
The next week will be the last crazy week. Wednesday is temasek seminar, then I have to rush back for campfire full dress rehearsal. On thursday and friday, I am supposed to paly a small role in dramafeste, but have to ask the directors whether i'm still involved. Then saturday will be the day of days, where campfire will be a rip-roaring success. Finally, I end the week by getting trashed in pesko sukan (sp?).
My foot is getting along fine, after twisting it when I fell awkwardly after being tackled from the side by junseng while playing soccer in RI on friday. My usual tie2 da3 doctor was delighted to see me again as I provide him regular business, and he advised me not to use my foor too much for a week. With competition on Sunday, I rather not risk it, but I will sit out PE and wistfully look at yangqi and co play basketball.
My project work group came to my house today, 4 of them trashed my room, Keng Piang as usual was being blamed for everything, and it was fun as we readied our file for external checking tommorrow.
Still haven't finished hardwired, what with all my stuff to do, finished maths tutorial 11 but haven't done chem tutorial, starting to dread chem tutorials...
And as quickly as it came, it went, silently, like it was never there before. Briefly, but surely it brightened our lives, yet with its passing the gloom it chased away came back, this time darker and more ominous than before...
The countdown begins now.
Just 7 days to the greatest show ever put up in the tiny area called the atrium in RI will be staged. It promises a night where months and months of planning, paperwork, sleepless nights, proposals, blood, sweat, tears, arguments, tense moments, midnight smses and phone calls will bear fruit. The night where we put up a how for those honoured to watch. A night to remember.
And I will be part of it. That is the only reward I want.
The next week will be the last crazy week. Wednesday is temasek seminar, then I have to rush back for campfire full dress rehearsal. On thursday and friday, I am supposed to paly a small role in dramafeste, but have to ask the directors whether i'm still involved. Then saturday will be the day of days, where campfire will be a rip-roaring success. Finally, I end the week by getting trashed in pesko sukan (sp?).
My foot is getting along fine, after twisting it when I fell awkwardly after being tackled from the side by junseng while playing soccer in RI on friday. My usual tie2 da3 doctor was delighted to see me again as I provide him regular business, and he advised me not to use my foor too much for a week. With competition on Sunday, I rather not risk it, but I will sit out PE and wistfully look at yangqi and co play basketball.
My project work group came to my house today, 4 of them trashed my room, Keng Piang as usual was being blamed for everything, and it was fun as we readied our file for external checking tommorrow.
Still haven't finished hardwired, what with all my stuff to do, finished maths tutorial 11 but haven't done chem tutorial, starting to dread chem tutorials...
And as quickly as it came, it went, silently, like it was never there before. Briefly, but surely it brightened our lives, yet with its passing the gloom it chased away came back, this time darker and more ominous than before...
The rest...is slience
People leave everyday.
Some leave the mortal realm, others leave your life, others just simply leave, with no apparent reason at all.
I have learnt to accept that leaving and parting is inevitable, and all one can say is "Goodbye".
No "Please stay"s.
It will be extremely selfish of us to make a person not leave your life because of you.
All of us will part some time or another.
We may be friends now, fellow travellers along the same road, but once the road splits some will go the other way, others will follow you till the next fork in the road.
Somehow, with people I know leaving, I can't seem to feel sad for them. And rightly so. They are going forth to a new chapter of their life, a chance to excel overseas, an opportunity that I wish I had as well.
That's why do not be sad because they have left us for America, Uk or wherever.
Take joy in the fact that they are doing what they want.
Would I have the courage to just give up everything like that?
Yes and no. Yes because it is my wish, no because of my safety net of an established life here.
I'll figure that out when it reaches my turn, hopefully.
People leave everyday.
Some leave the mortal realm, others leave your life, others just simply leave, with no apparent reason at all.
I have learnt to accept that leaving and parting is inevitable, and all one can say is "Goodbye".
No "Please stay"s.
It will be extremely selfish of us to make a person not leave your life because of you.
All of us will part some time or another.
We may be friends now, fellow travellers along the same road, but once the road splits some will go the other way, others will follow you till the next fork in the road.
Somehow, with people I know leaving, I can't seem to feel sad for them. And rightly so. They are going forth to a new chapter of their life, a chance to excel overseas, an opportunity that I wish I had as well.
That's why do not be sad because they have left us for America, Uk or wherever.
Take joy in the fact that they are doing what they want.
Would I have the courage to just give up everything like that?
Yes and no. Yes because it is my wish, no because of my safety net of an established life here.
I'll figure that out when it reaches my turn, hopefully.
Friday, July 25, 2003
And so it ends in your own hands
Someone I don't know died today.
She wasn't killed in an accident.
She took her own life.
My initial reaction was one of shock.
Then pity.
Pity of a waste of talent, of human potential.
This is my opinion on this.
Nothing, absolutely NOTHING should EVER make you want to take your own life. No problem in this world is not solvable, things will work eventually.
I can only imagine how her parents and friends are feeling now.
Please, if you have a problem, seek help. Don't ever entertain thoughts of suicide, it is just the coward's way out, running away from the problem. You are also being very selfish to your parents who love you, and friends as well.
If she had been killed in an accident I would have been really sad, but all I feel is just an immense sense of waste.
Someone I don't know died today.
She wasn't killed in an accident.
She took her own life.
My initial reaction was one of shock.
Then pity.
Pity of a waste of talent, of human potential.
This is my opinion on this.
Nothing, absolutely NOTHING should EVER make you want to take your own life. No problem in this world is not solvable, things will work eventually.
I can only imagine how her parents and friends are feeling now.
Please, if you have a problem, seek help. Don't ever entertain thoughts of suicide, it is just the coward's way out, running away from the problem. You are also being very selfish to your parents who love you, and friends as well.
If she had been killed in an accident I would have been really sad, but all I feel is just an immense sense of waste.
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Hanging by a thread
One moment, I was happily writing the third paragraph of my essay. The next, I vaguely remember the table rushing up to my face as I blacked out.
Sheesh, like my mum pointed out matter-of-factly as I came home today before dinner, "it's so nice to see your face in the daylight."
Been going home very late these few days, but cannot be helped I guess. Everything seems to require my attention.
Cheerleading was a blast today, but the loudest cheer has to reserved for them, the girls and the guys out there sweating it out. My contribution was minimal, the real stars of the show were them. My sincerest thanks to amanda for putting up and coordinating a great show.
Saw stephanie and kenneth sparring, lost 20 cents thanks to kenneth...
Going to buy hardwired tommorrow. Can't hardly wait...
And yeah, doc ock looks cool...here he is...
One moment, I was happily writing the third paragraph of my essay. The next, I vaguely remember the table rushing up to my face as I blacked out.
Sheesh, like my mum pointed out matter-of-factly as I came home today before dinner, "it's so nice to see your face in the daylight."
Been going home very late these few days, but cannot be helped I guess. Everything seems to require my attention.
Cheerleading was a blast today, but the loudest cheer has to reserved for them, the girls and the guys out there sweating it out. My contribution was minimal, the real stars of the show were them. My sincerest thanks to amanda for putting up and coordinating a great show.
Saw stephanie and kenneth sparring, lost 20 cents thanks to kenneth...
Going to buy hardwired tommorrow. Can't hardly wait...
And yeah, doc ock looks cool...here he is...
Monday, July 21, 2003
Wo yi ge ren tiao ze wu, xuan zhuan
The day in a nutshell.
Muru lent me his indian costume, which was a very nice smooth silk like material. 12 out of 19 in our class wore costumes, winston looking like seraph and alina looking like a real indian, plus keng piang with his table cloth around his waist.
Got back my bio paper today. Got an E. Kinda expected. Not too unhappy this time. Results stand in the end as DOEE.
(Tried) to listen in mona chew's lecture. Her lectures are, let's just say very interesting...
Played basketball for PE again. Felt a bit off today, missed quite a few...
Had cheerleading prac till 2100h. Was more or less zombied after it.
Tutorials still not done...
Now is the busiest part of my life.
All engines are primed.
"What do we do now?"
"Gamble. And hope that the dice rolls in my favour."
The day in a nutshell.
Muru lent me his indian costume, which was a very nice smooth silk like material. 12 out of 19 in our class wore costumes, winston looking like seraph and alina looking like a real indian, plus keng piang with his table cloth around his waist.
Got back my bio paper today. Got an E. Kinda expected. Not too unhappy this time. Results stand in the end as DOEE.
(Tried) to listen in mona chew's lecture. Her lectures are, let's just say very interesting...
Played basketball for PE again. Felt a bit off today, missed quite a few...
Had cheerleading prac till 2100h. Was more or less zombied after it.
Tutorials still not done...
Now is the busiest part of my life.
All engines are primed.
"What do we do now?"
"Gamble. And hope that the dice rolls in my favour."
Sunday, July 20, 2003
Injustice for all
Today was a great day of rest and procrastination.
Woke up at 10, zombied around reading newspapers eating breakfast before my systems reached 100% capacity, then turned on my computer.
Did the earlier entry, then completed the editing of the commercial video.
After lunch, dad and bros fixed up the new computer, which is located in the corner of the staircase. I watched in amusement as brendan, my youngest brother argue with dad over how to fix the table, where this nail goes etc. I was there before. My dad is super eccentric that makes him exasperating yet amusing. In the end, the computer was fixed up, and my cunning brother managed to get a black monitor, speakers the works. I always wanted a black colour scheme for my computers, but my father was always against it, somehow my brother managed to convince him... Watched him play frozen throne and marveled at the speed of the progress bar...
Oh yah, finally got my weights... LaU mocked me as it was only 6 kg, he claims that he uses it for fore arm. Well, when I reach your standard then I will heed that advice.
Still quite shaken by the skateboarding incident yesterday. I thought over it and realised I do not have much experience handling these kind of pai kias... sheesh... still I think they were a bunch of losers who were just looking for fights.
A new, busy week awaits me. Tommorrow Muru will lend me some indian costume, for racial harmony day. Also, IFG kicks off on wed, with cheerleading on the same day.
Life is a blast.
Just let me procrastinate a bit more...
Today was a great day of rest and procrastination.
Woke up at 10, zombied around reading newspapers eating breakfast before my systems reached 100% capacity, then turned on my computer.
Did the earlier entry, then completed the editing of the commercial video.
After lunch, dad and bros fixed up the new computer, which is located in the corner of the staircase. I watched in amusement as brendan, my youngest brother argue with dad over how to fix the table, where this nail goes etc. I was there before. My dad is super eccentric that makes him exasperating yet amusing. In the end, the computer was fixed up, and my cunning brother managed to get a black monitor, speakers the works. I always wanted a black colour scheme for my computers, but my father was always against it, somehow my brother managed to convince him... Watched him play frozen throne and marveled at the speed of the progress bar...
Oh yah, finally got my weights... LaU mocked me as it was only 6 kg, he claims that he uses it for fore arm. Well, when I reach your standard then I will heed that advice.
Still quite shaken by the skateboarding incident yesterday. I thought over it and realised I do not have much experience handling these kind of pai kias... sheesh... still I think they were a bunch of losers who were just looking for fights.
A new, busy week awaits me. Tommorrow Muru will lend me some indian costume, for racial harmony day. Also, IFG kicks off on wed, with cheerleading on the same day.
Life is a blast.
Just let me procrastinate a bit more...
Sheltered existence
Yesterday was really a day of eye openers. I saw things I only heard of, but would never want to experience. Well I got to experience it up front yesterday.
Felt absolutely dead after the meeting, thus woke up at 9 the next day. In the end, dragged myself to RI 2 hours late, taught the bhangra brudders LaU mog and muru how to do this cheerleading move which I learnt yesterday. They were carrying nicholas yeo and tried to do the sweep and carry move, quite fun.
Went to watch the sec 1s dance. With more practice they would be ready. Then went to watch the sec 3 item, which looks quite promising.
Coordinated the amazing race filming people, then left for home at about 1. I ate lunch then rushed off to city link again for filming. We went to the bottom of the esplanade, then we shot 2 scenes.
Then the memorable thing happened. One scene required 2 teams to fight over the clue box while the 3rd team strolls in and grabs the clue first. While doing a demo of this, some skateboarders started to skate in our direction. The 1st time one of them narrowly missed us, the 2nd time, I realised too late was the fact that these people were just trying to pick a fight with us. This was because, the second one of them collided into one of my juniors, let's call my junior X. X's back was facing him, so he could not see the skaterboarder, let's call him the WSG as he was wearing a white shirt, coming towards him. I clearly saw WSG not pulling out of the collision. Part of it was my fault as I did not shout out a warning to X, but never did I expect them to try and cut into us so brazenly.
In any case, X stopped WSG's skateboard, and he started shouting f words as he was pissed over the fact that he touched his skateboard. X, in retrospect should not gotten agitated and talked back, but I'm sure he has learnt his lesson now. I tried to calm things down by apologising to WSG, but he told me to shut up and said it was only between him and X. I'm sure it did not help that I was wearing RJC PE uniform. I was more concerned over the police stopping us from filming then unreasonable skateboarders. I thought if a policeman were to accost us, at least I could point to my uniform and say we were filiming for a school project.
Continuing on, WSG just kept cursing at us, and his gang of 3 other people were also doing so. AS he stood there using f words with absolute impunity, I just stood there seething and kept apologising in a controlled voice. In the end, they told us "to f off" in their own words. I thought the best course of action was to beat a strategic retreat, which we did.
My take on it was they were just looking for someone to pick a quarrel with, and my juniors agree with me. Ironically today in the papers a person critiscised the government for not allowing people to skateboard in that very place. He argues that it is counter to Singapore's push to be more artistic. After what happened yesterday, I say the government is right. Young punks like WSG do not deserve to be placed on the same pedestal as great artists. Still, I thought I did the right thing backing off, after I realised that these people were immune to simple reasoning. All in all, it was an eye opener as I finally got to taste what life is really like, underneath the squeaky clean exterior.
We took refuge above ground first, then LaU came. (Start of tall tale) He heard our story, then walked up to WSG and flexed his biceps and asked "Yes? What is the problem?" When WSG said X touched his skateboard, LaU took the skateboard, snapped it into 2 on his knee, and said nonchalantly, "What skateboard?" (End of tall tale)
What really happened was LaU went to check out whether they were still around, and when we found that th coast was clear, we hurriedly took the scene and left.
The last scene was at burger king, where LaU was the GLPB. (Guai Lan Passer By) He should really be a comedian with his rubber face. The scenes were just sublime, and we wrapped up and I left for home to get ready for the east area campfire.
LaU, nick, mog , muru, js plus me went for the campfire. It was quite sian, the highlight was the fact this band played unwell which was nice, but most of the time we were drummed about the message "fight sars!" Finally found out that Five Star came from fight sars...
The second memorable event happened was on the bus ride to Tampines MRT. While waiting for the bus, this bugger in a bus which moved past us slowly due to a traffic jam, started to point middle fingers at us and making fun of our scout salute. One of us was pointing the middle finger back to at them. Sighz, yet another unprovoked action.
We finally boarded the bus, and were joined by bedok south scouts. They were a real boisterous bunch, and was a sharp contrast to the 6 jaded souls enjoying the air conditioning. LaU engaged them in conversation, and I found out that they have a lot of funny impressions of RI.
As the final act, ate at macs with js LaU nick, before embarking for home with LaU, listening to his consultation...
But it was far from the end. At Orchard MRT I saw policemen photographing blood stains on the floor ala CSI style...didn't linger around to figure what happened.
As I said throughout of yesterday, I had enough excitement for one day...
Yesterday was really a day of eye openers. I saw things I only heard of, but would never want to experience. Well I got to experience it up front yesterday.
Felt absolutely dead after the meeting, thus woke up at 9 the next day. In the end, dragged myself to RI 2 hours late, taught the bhangra brudders LaU mog and muru how to do this cheerleading move which I learnt yesterday. They were carrying nicholas yeo and tried to do the sweep and carry move, quite fun.
Went to watch the sec 1s dance. With more practice they would be ready. Then went to watch the sec 3 item, which looks quite promising.
Coordinated the amazing race filming people, then left for home at about 1. I ate lunch then rushed off to city link again for filming. We went to the bottom of the esplanade, then we shot 2 scenes.
Then the memorable thing happened. One scene required 2 teams to fight over the clue box while the 3rd team strolls in and grabs the clue first. While doing a demo of this, some skateboarders started to skate in our direction. The 1st time one of them narrowly missed us, the 2nd time, I realised too late was the fact that these people were just trying to pick a fight with us. This was because, the second one of them collided into one of my juniors, let's call my junior X. X's back was facing him, so he could not see the skaterboarder, let's call him the WSG as he was wearing a white shirt, coming towards him. I clearly saw WSG not pulling out of the collision. Part of it was my fault as I did not shout out a warning to X, but never did I expect them to try and cut into us so brazenly.
In any case, X stopped WSG's skateboard, and he started shouting f words as he was pissed over the fact that he touched his skateboard. X, in retrospect should not gotten agitated and talked back, but I'm sure he has learnt his lesson now. I tried to calm things down by apologising to WSG, but he told me to shut up and said it was only between him and X. I'm sure it did not help that I was wearing RJC PE uniform. I was more concerned over the police stopping us from filming then unreasonable skateboarders. I thought if a policeman were to accost us, at least I could point to my uniform and say we were filiming for a school project.
Continuing on, WSG just kept cursing at us, and his gang of 3 other people were also doing so. AS he stood there using f words with absolute impunity, I just stood there seething and kept apologising in a controlled voice. In the end, they told us "to f off" in their own words. I thought the best course of action was to beat a strategic retreat, which we did.
My take on it was they were just looking for someone to pick a quarrel with, and my juniors agree with me. Ironically today in the papers a person critiscised the government for not allowing people to skateboard in that very place. He argues that it is counter to Singapore's push to be more artistic. After what happened yesterday, I say the government is right. Young punks like WSG do not deserve to be placed on the same pedestal as great artists. Still, I thought I did the right thing backing off, after I realised that these people were immune to simple reasoning. All in all, it was an eye opener as I finally got to taste what life is really like, underneath the squeaky clean exterior.
We took refuge above ground first, then LaU came. (Start of tall tale) He heard our story, then walked up to WSG and flexed his biceps and asked "Yes? What is the problem?" When WSG said X touched his skateboard, LaU took the skateboard, snapped it into 2 on his knee, and said nonchalantly, "What skateboard?" (End of tall tale)
What really happened was LaU went to check out whether they were still around, and when we found that th coast was clear, we hurriedly took the scene and left.
The last scene was at burger king, where LaU was the GLPB. (Guai Lan Passer By) He should really be a comedian with his rubber face. The scenes were just sublime, and we wrapped up and I left for home to get ready for the east area campfire.
LaU, nick, mog , muru, js plus me went for the campfire. It was quite sian, the highlight was the fact this band played unwell which was nice, but most of the time we were drummed about the message "fight sars!" Finally found out that Five Star came from fight sars...
The second memorable event happened was on the bus ride to Tampines MRT. While waiting for the bus, this bugger in a bus which moved past us slowly due to a traffic jam, started to point middle fingers at us and making fun of our scout salute. One of us was pointing the middle finger back to at them. Sighz, yet another unprovoked action.
We finally boarded the bus, and were joined by bedok south scouts. They were a real boisterous bunch, and was a sharp contrast to the 6 jaded souls enjoying the air conditioning. LaU engaged them in conversation, and I found out that they have a lot of funny impressions of RI.
As the final act, ate at macs with js LaU nick, before embarking for home with LaU, listening to his consultation...
But it was far from the end. At Orchard MRT I saw policemen photographing blood stains on the floor ala CSI style...didn't linger around to figure what happened.
As I said throughout of yesterday, I had enough excitement for one day...
Saturday, July 19, 2003
Ergo. Vis-a-vis. Concordantly.
Haven't found much time to blog. Quick update on the last two days.
Thurs was rather ok, school was shorter in my perception than usual, normally thursdays are draggy affairs. Hauled myself to RI after school, as a result missing the interview with paul masefield. But Fabian and I filmed a great video, no matter what jun seng says. Went home and messed around trying to edit the video, only finished half of it before retiring to bed.
Today was fun, but it only got fun after PE when somehow, for whatever rhyme or reason, sharon boon seer and ester decided to join us for our game of basketball. We played 4 on 4, sharon boon seer enming and myself against boon kwan ester shiming yangqi. I think we won, according to boon seer, and I think I played a good game. My lay ups were rather accurate, but my conversion rate was a little low. Anyway, I must thank the girls for being so sporting to play basketball with us, it was a nice game with ester being blocked by me all the time, sharon shooting for the basket netball style, boon seer's funny style of dribbling. Yeah yangqi played well, our personal duel continues...
Finally got my suit, went to the store and received it from YJ...
After that, reluctantly went for cheerleading. As it turned out it was not as bad as I thought. The cheerleaders were very good, and the rountine was impressive. I think we stand a good chance of winning...
I spilt myself between the cheerleading and helping brenda to ready the med fac banner. We scotch taped the holes and I borrowed lashing ropes from council to secure the banner. I used bowline to secure it, then we hung it. Then walked to the east sussex lane bustop with brenda and took 165 then 156 to Bishan, first stop was S-11 to grab a packed dinner, then RI.
We discussed at length the campfire, but now we are more or less done. Campfire will be a success, I can feel it.
Haven't found much time to blog. Quick update on the last two days.
Thurs was rather ok, school was shorter in my perception than usual, normally thursdays are draggy affairs. Hauled myself to RI after school, as a result missing the interview with paul masefield. But Fabian and I filmed a great video, no matter what jun seng says. Went home and messed around trying to edit the video, only finished half of it before retiring to bed.
Today was fun, but it only got fun after PE when somehow, for whatever rhyme or reason, sharon boon seer and ester decided to join us for our game of basketball. We played 4 on 4, sharon boon seer enming and myself against boon kwan ester shiming yangqi. I think we won, according to boon seer, and I think I played a good game. My lay ups were rather accurate, but my conversion rate was a little low. Anyway, I must thank the girls for being so sporting to play basketball with us, it was a nice game with ester being blocked by me all the time, sharon shooting for the basket netball style, boon seer's funny style of dribbling. Yeah yangqi played well, our personal duel continues...
Finally got my suit, went to the store and received it from YJ...
After that, reluctantly went for cheerleading. As it turned out it was not as bad as I thought. The cheerleaders were very good, and the rountine was impressive. I think we stand a good chance of winning...
I spilt myself between the cheerleading and helping brenda to ready the med fac banner. We scotch taped the holes and I borrowed lashing ropes from council to secure the banner. I used bowline to secure it, then we hung it. Then walked to the east sussex lane bustop with brenda and took 165 then 156 to Bishan, first stop was S-11 to grab a packed dinner, then RI.
We discussed at length the campfire, but now we are more or less done. Campfire will be a success, I can feel it.
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
All You Wanted
I wanted to be like you
I wanted everything
So I tried to be like you
And I got swept away
I didn't know that it was so cold
And you needed someone to show you the way
So I took your hand and we figured out
That when the tide comes I'd take you away
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
I'm sinking slowly
So hurry hold me
Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
All you wanted was somebody who cares
If you need me you know I'll be there
Oh, yeah
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone.
Basically sums up what I feel most of the time. The chorus really depicts how I feel, why I feel that way and sometimes I just need to talk to someone, somebody who cares, somebody who listens. The day that person enters my life is somewhere in the hazy future, I hope. I sincerely hope. The person who would hold me together when I am literally falling to pieces
I wanted to be like you
I wanted everything
So I tried to be like you
And I got swept away
I didn't know that it was so cold
And you needed someone to show you the way
So I took your hand and we figured out
That when the tide comes I'd take you away
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
I'm sinking slowly
So hurry hold me
Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
All you wanted was somebody who cares
If you need me you know I'll be there
Oh, yeah
If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares
Please can you tell me
So I can finally see
Where you go when you're gone.
Basically sums up what I feel most of the time. The chorus really depicts how I feel, why I feel that way and sometimes I just need to talk to someone, somebody who cares, somebody who listens. The day that person enters my life is somewhere in the hazy future, I hope. I sincerely hope. The person who would hold me together when I am literally falling to pieces
Will it end in body bags?
Got stabbed in the shoulder by edwin today during training, and my guard was totally scratched when we pseudo-sparred today. That made training very fun, but edwin is quite violent and he nearly hit yangqi in the face as well.
Yesterday slpet at 1, feeling tired now. Still have to settle campfire plans, cheerleading, project work etc. Tommorrow will be filming campfire commercials, thank the heavens ms lui is so nice to let me skip remedial tommorrow.
I regard it as a great blessing that I have nice, understanding and good tutors like ms lui, mrs toh and mrs tan, it really makes a difference to a student with poor study habits like me.
Oh yah, RI broke ACS' 42 year stranglehold on the swimming title. That is really great, pity I'm not around to take advantage of the coming half day. (?)
Still holding on I guess, still have the fight in me...
Got stabbed in the shoulder by edwin today during training, and my guard was totally scratched when we pseudo-sparred today. That made training very fun, but edwin is quite violent and he nearly hit yangqi in the face as well.
Yesterday slpet at 1, feeling tired now. Still have to settle campfire plans, cheerleading, project work etc. Tommorrow will be filming campfire commercials, thank the heavens ms lui is so nice to let me skip remedial tommorrow.
I regard it as a great blessing that I have nice, understanding and good tutors like ms lui, mrs toh and mrs tan, it really makes a difference to a student with poor study habits like me.
Oh yah, RI broke ACS' 42 year stranglehold on the swimming title. That is really great, pity I'm not around to take advantage of the coming half day. (?)
Still holding on I guess, still have the fight in me...
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
A little of nothing
I wish I have the energy to blog now... will do so later...
Life is so hectic now that I feel so pressurised... and I have no one to turn to to talk about it...
I'm beginning to doubt myself... sighz I don't know, I somehow wish I took the easier paths out, but I know I can never turn away...
I will still be there... doing what I believe is right but everyone else thinks it's wrong, just because of my blind conviction... I have a job to do, and no way am I going to take the coward's way out.
I wish I have the energy to blog now... will do so later...
Life is so hectic now that I feel so pressurised... and I have no one to turn to to talk about it...
I'm beginning to doubt myself... sighz I don't know, I somehow wish I took the easier paths out, but I know I can never turn away...
I will still be there... doing what I believe is right but everyone else thinks it's wrong, just because of my blind conviction... I have a job to do, and no way am I going to take the coward's way out.
Monday, July 14, 2003
Antithesis
Monday, another week begins.
Today went pretty fine i guess.
Nothing really notable happened.
Bio paper was not returned today, they are just prolonging our misery, putting off the inevitable.
PE was real fun, managed to enter 6 baskets, was quite proud of myself. Played the best game i've played since school reopened.
Interview with Mr Reeves was just sublime, as he is very knowledgable and he was marrying the ideas of economics into our project on commercialisation of soccer. I really want to be taught by him.
The low point was the fact that someone stole alina and boon seer's handphones. Whoever the person was is really a coward. Stealing is dumb simply because it is case of you failing to control yourself. I have no respect for thieves. If you by some chance reads this post, let it be known that I think you are really a coward and you do not deserve to wear the Raffles colours. If you still have a shred of regret in you, you would return them discreetly.
Monday, another week begins.
Today went pretty fine i guess.
Nothing really notable happened.
Bio paper was not returned today, they are just prolonging our misery, putting off the inevitable.
PE was real fun, managed to enter 6 baskets, was quite proud of myself. Played the best game i've played since school reopened.
Interview with Mr Reeves was just sublime, as he is very knowledgable and he was marrying the ideas of economics into our project on commercialisation of soccer. I really want to be taught by him.
The low point was the fact that someone stole alina and boon seer's handphones. Whoever the person was is really a coward. Stealing is dumb simply because it is case of you failing to control yourself. I have no respect for thieves. If you by some chance reads this post, let it be known that I think you are really a coward and you do not deserve to wear the Raffles colours. If you still have a shred of regret in you, you would return them discreetly.
Sunday, July 13, 2003
Me, me, me
Argh.
The whole of yesterday everyone, and I mean EVERYONE went on and on about my hair. I was just trying to see how spiky it can get and I must admit I should have not spiked my sides, but still what am I? Some kind of walking attraction? Even my sec 2 teacher Mrs Ng commented on it. That took the cake.
Those (un)fortunate enough to see that hairstyle will most likely be treated to it again.
In any case, update since I last blogged.
1) I got a D for econs. no good. died for essay
2) I got A2 for GP. Says a lot when my best subject is the subject that requires no studying. Second in class behind crystal, expected.
3) 4 people turned up for auditions. That's how sad...
Saturday was a crazy day. First went RJ for the pre temasek seminar thingy, which was forced by alina again to present. After that, walked in the rain to take 156, got my shoes wet, damm pissed, phoned mog to lend me a pair of shoes, ate ban mian at S-11 by myself, mucked around in the den for a while before activity started. Crapped up some stuff for the long quan dance, adrian could tell was quite pissed that he had to sing.
Then it was 02 campfire. It was more of a pubbing sessions, minus the usually omni-present drugs and liquor. It had a party atmosphere, but I felt the programme dragged on a bit. After that, dragged myself home...
Now to do something about my hair...
Argh.
The whole of yesterday everyone, and I mean EVERYONE went on and on about my hair. I was just trying to see how spiky it can get and I must admit I should have not spiked my sides, but still what am I? Some kind of walking attraction? Even my sec 2 teacher Mrs Ng commented on it. That took the cake.
Those (un)fortunate enough to see that hairstyle will most likely be treated to it again.
In any case, update since I last blogged.
1) I got a D for econs. no good. died for essay
2) I got A2 for GP. Says a lot when my best subject is the subject that requires no studying. Second in class behind crystal, expected.
3) 4 people turned up for auditions. That's how sad...
Saturday was a crazy day. First went RJ for the pre temasek seminar thingy, which was forced by alina again to present. After that, walked in the rain to take 156, got my shoes wet, damm pissed, phoned mog to lend me a pair of shoes, ate ban mian at S-11 by myself, mucked around in the den for a while before activity started. Crapped up some stuff for the long quan dance, adrian could tell was quite pissed that he had to sing.
Then it was 02 campfire. It was more of a pubbing sessions, minus the usually omni-present drugs and liquor. It had a party atmosphere, but I felt the programme dragged on a bit. After that, dragged myself home...
Now to do something about my hair...
Thursday, July 10, 2003
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Seeds of the future
Crappy day. If yesterday was 8/10, today was 6.5/10
1) O for chem. yangqi got B. jolly
2) coach refused to spar with me because he said I never come for training for so long, when I only skipped training once.
3) eyes still hurt
Sighz. Below is my list of things I shall effect from tommorrow onwards. This was after ms lui reminded me that it is impossible to cram all the things you learn in one month, the only way you can do it is by regular revision.
Daily
1) Study 1 topic of 1 subject. (4 out of 7 days in a week) Make a summary on paper of the subject.
2) Do questions on the topic
3) Jot down things not sure about and ask my tutors
4) Read lecture notes the night before
5) Use chinese breaks to do more work
Weekly
1) Complete 4 topics
2) Finish all tutorials for the coming week on Sunday
3) Type summaries of each topic on Sunday
Resolutions
1) Restrict time on the computer to 2 hours
2) Sleep early
3) Don't sleep in lectures
Drastic measures are needed. I put this here to remind myself constantly. We all reap what we sow. Hard work will pay off, and I have always bounced back. With a little discipline, hard work and persistance, I believe I can improve.
As always, here's to a better tommorrow.
Crappy day. If yesterday was 8/10, today was 6.5/10
1) O for chem. yangqi got B. jolly
2) coach refused to spar with me because he said I never come for training for so long, when I only skipped training once.
3) eyes still hurt
Sighz. Below is my list of things I shall effect from tommorrow onwards. This was after ms lui reminded me that it is impossible to cram all the things you learn in one month, the only way you can do it is by regular revision.
Daily
1) Study 1 topic of 1 subject. (4 out of 7 days in a week) Make a summary on paper of the subject.
2) Do questions on the topic
3) Jot down things not sure about and ask my tutors
4) Read lecture notes the night before
5) Use chinese breaks to do more work
Weekly
1) Complete 4 topics
2) Finish all tutorials for the coming week on Sunday
3) Type summaries of each topic on Sunday
Resolutions
1) Restrict time on the computer to 2 hours
2) Sleep early
3) Don't sleep in lectures
Drastic measures are needed. I put this here to remind myself constantly. We all reap what we sow. Hard work will pay off, and I have always bounced back. With a little discipline, hard work and persistance, I believe I can improve.
As always, here's to a better tommorrow.
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
Sobering thoughts
The iranian twins died, I hope they rest in peace. It wasn't meant to be. Like Nick said, what with common tests results people may take this lightly, but still one shoudl take time off and think about one's mortality. My view on death is simple. Like my mum says, if you're time is up it is up. Millions of people fly everyday, if you're on the one that crashes then it's the end of the road for you. However, having said that, I don't believe in fate. I had always believed in the fact that I have control over my life, not some mysterious higher power. As a chinese saying goes, ren2 ding4 sheng4 tian1, translated meaning humans have the power over the heavens. I have staunchly resisted all religion because of that fact, but I still respect other people's beliefs.
The only people I can stand are those who set out their stall to convert me. This isn't meant to be offensive, please do not take offence. I am just not happy with some people who bug you by calling your house up and wanting to talk to you about god. And if I tell them sorry no, they don't get the point and I have to be more forceful. I mean, no use forcing a guy if he doesn't want right? This kind of hard sell tactics fail most of the time.
Now this parts get a bit offensive. Please really do not take offence.
I remember a rather funny (if you see it my way). Daniel chiang, now the MJC head councillor, the lovable idiot and devout christian, who tried on many ocassions to convert me but failed, was studying for history on the day of the paper. He asked me what are the reasons for the fall of the provisional govt in russia, I replied him with a straight face.
"Cos god planned it."
With that, he was totally dumbstruck.
After that, we both had a good laugh as friends.
The iranian twins died, I hope they rest in peace. It wasn't meant to be. Like Nick said, what with common tests results people may take this lightly, but still one shoudl take time off and think about one's mortality. My view on death is simple. Like my mum says, if you're time is up it is up. Millions of people fly everyday, if you're on the one that crashes then it's the end of the road for you. However, having said that, I don't believe in fate. I had always believed in the fact that I have control over my life, not some mysterious higher power. As a chinese saying goes, ren2 ding4 sheng4 tian1, translated meaning humans have the power over the heavens. I have staunchly resisted all religion because of that fact, but I still respect other people's beliefs.
The only people I can stand are those who set out their stall to convert me. This isn't meant to be offensive, please do not take offence. I am just not happy with some people who bug you by calling your house up and wanting to talk to you about god. And if I tell them sorry no, they don't get the point and I have to be more forceful. I mean, no use forcing a guy if he doesn't want right? This kind of hard sell tactics fail most of the time.
Now this parts get a bit offensive. Please really do not take offence.
I remember a rather funny (if you see it my way). Daniel chiang, now the MJC head councillor, the lovable idiot and devout christian, who tried on many ocassions to convert me but failed, was studying for history on the day of the paper. He asked me what are the reasons for the fall of the provisional govt in russia, I replied him with a straight face.
"Cos god planned it."
With that, he was totally dumbstruck.
After that, we both had a good laugh as friends.
More Than Words
Saying I love you,
Is not the words,
I want to hear from you,
It's not that I want you,
Not to say but if you only knew,
How easy,
it would be to show me how you feel,
More than words,
is all you have to do,
to make it real,
Then you wouldn't have to say,
that you love me,
Cause I'd already know,
What would you do,
if my heart was torn in two,
More than words to show you feel,
That your love for me is real,
What would you say,
if I took those words away,
Then you couldn't make things new,
Just by saying I love you,
It's more than words,
It's more than what you say,
It's the things you do,
oh yeah,
It's more than words,
It's more than what you say,
It's the things you do,
oh yeah,
Now that I've tried to,
talk to you and make you understand,
All you have to do,
is close your eyes,
And just reach out your hands,
and touch me,
Hold me close don't ever let me go,
More than words,
is all I ever needed you to show,
Then you wouldn't have to say,
that you love me,
Cause I'd already know,
What would you do,
if my heart was torn in two,
More than words to show you feel,
That your love for me is real,
What would you say,
if I took those words away,
Then you couldn't make things new,(no no)
Just by saying I love you.....
I don't know why I put this up here, maybe because I am surrounded by people who never reveal their true feelings...like the boy in the train and the another at the airport...
3 words, but so hard to say it out... I guess the game has ended in a stalemate...
There are 3 versions of this song, but it is still damm nice.
Let's hope tommorrow when I receive my chem paper i won't start laughing crazily again...
Saying I love you,
Is not the words,
I want to hear from you,
It's not that I want you,
Not to say but if you only knew,
How easy,
it would be to show me how you feel,
More than words,
is all you have to do,
to make it real,
Then you wouldn't have to say,
that you love me,
Cause I'd already know,
What would you do,
if my heart was torn in two,
More than words to show you feel,
That your love for me is real,
What would you say,
if I took those words away,
Then you couldn't make things new,
Just by saying I love you,
It's more than words,
It's more than what you say,
It's the things you do,
oh yeah,
It's more than words,
It's more than what you say,
It's the things you do,
oh yeah,
Now that I've tried to,
talk to you and make you understand,
All you have to do,
is close your eyes,
And just reach out your hands,
and touch me,
Hold me close don't ever let me go,
More than words,
is all I ever needed you to show,
Then you wouldn't have to say,
that you love me,
Cause I'd already know,
What would you do,
if my heart was torn in two,
More than words to show you feel,
That your love for me is real,
What would you say,
if I took those words away,
Then you couldn't make things new,(no no)
Just by saying I love you.....
I don't know why I put this up here, maybe because I am surrounded by people who never reveal their true feelings...like the boy in the train and the another at the airport...
3 words, but so hard to say it out... I guess the game has ended in a stalemate...
There are 3 versions of this song, but it is still damm nice.
Let's hope tommorrow when I receive my chem paper i won't start laughing crazily again...
Crashed and burned
Crappy day.
1) got an E for maths
2) quite sure i got a F for chem
3) slept in both lectures
4) contacts hurt like hell
5) was accused of not turning my hp to silent mode in the library as some idiot's hp rang
6) slept 3 times doing the comprehension exercise
7) hell of a lot of hw
Arghz, I really need to work harder, should have really done better for maths, sighz...
Here's to a better tommorrow... good thing I didn't lose my temper at anyone...
Crappy day.
1) got an E for maths
2) quite sure i got a F for chem
3) slept in both lectures
4) contacts hurt like hell
5) was accused of not turning my hp to silent mode in the library as some idiot's hp rang
6) slept 3 times doing the comprehension exercise
7) hell of a lot of hw
Arghz, I really need to work harder, should have really done better for maths, sighz...
Here's to a better tommorrow... good thing I didn't lose my temper at anyone...
Monday, July 07, 2003
Out gunned in more ways than one...
Today was supposed to be my free day, my day of relaxation, but as usual nothing goes as planned.
Woke up early, about 0620 this morning and went to jog. Jogged past taka again, it was nice to have a feeling that no one else is along the same road as you. Normally it would be bustling with human traffic during the day, but in the early morning all you have are some joggers and early birds setting up their stalls. However, did not run as far as I wanted too, felt tired far too easily.
Then went home to change, and went online to finish my blog reconstruction. However, went mogilan online, who happily informed me that a meeting is going to be held at nick's house in 1 hour. In any case, I meddled with my code for a while, before getting pissed and leaving the house at 0945.
Took train to bishan, then missed 156. Again. Someone should really complain and get the frequency of 156 to increase by 3 times, 1 every 5 mins. Finally got to nick's house, where mog, muru, nick, js and lau were already there.
Basically what we all did was to cheorograph dances, like a bhangra dance and learn the jolin 72 bian dance... i had to slow the frame rate of the mtv to 3 frames per second so that we could see the moves clearly... and the 2 indians came up with a very euthentic bhangra which was damm zai.
In the end, we left nick's house at about 1330, after eating pizza provided by him. Thanks nick for letting us kill your house. Again.
Lau had to leave for PW, so the 4 of us went to LAN at AMK central. First we had lunch, then off we went to frag. Adrian eventually came to join us. It was the good ol' times, as mog said, using the same 4-letter password (no caps), Nagurum being damm pro, nelly the hum ji king camper, zephyr the noisy screener, myself still can't really shoot properly. Strangely, before Adrian came, we were still rather quiet, but once he came it was REALLY back to the old times, with vulgarities being screamed at the top of our voices, with the exception of the very guai seng. It was just bloody hilarious as we played cock and adrian and muru were CT and mog, js and myself were T. The 3 of us took awps and it was just like shooting ducks in a range. What would happen is adrian will try to bunny-hop away to safety, and one resounding boom later he would be shouting "F*** you!" at the top of his voice. That repeated itself at least 4-5 times... And I had 37 frags that round...
After LAN, I played time crisis 3. I rather regret my decision as after LAN I was still zombie-ing around and was not at my best. Add that to the fact there were 4 idiots irritating me I blew my $5 worth of tokens quite quickly...died at only stage 2....
After that, went to stone at KFC to recover, they bought food, I just drank water from my bottle as my throat was hoarse from screaming vulgarities... then we went on to buy the much-talked about AJ Ice, which was a huge ice kachang. It was really nice, and the 5 of us shared 1. Adrian tried to cut a tunnel through it, but destroyed it himself in the end. We ended up fighting for the parts where hershey's chocolate was added, and thanks to murugan the table was a mess when we left.
It was late, so we left for home.
Haha, today was fun in a way, but I would like to laze around at home for once. Never mind, the highlight of the day was really the swearing session, seriously the words that adrian use would make even a sailor blush....
Today was supposed to be my free day, my day of relaxation, but as usual nothing goes as planned.
Woke up early, about 0620 this morning and went to jog. Jogged past taka again, it was nice to have a feeling that no one else is along the same road as you. Normally it would be bustling with human traffic during the day, but in the early morning all you have are some joggers and early birds setting up their stalls. However, did not run as far as I wanted too, felt tired far too easily.
Then went home to change, and went online to finish my blog reconstruction. However, went mogilan online, who happily informed me that a meeting is going to be held at nick's house in 1 hour. In any case, I meddled with my code for a while, before getting pissed and leaving the house at 0945.
Took train to bishan, then missed 156. Again. Someone should really complain and get the frequency of 156 to increase by 3 times, 1 every 5 mins. Finally got to nick's house, where mog, muru, nick, js and lau were already there.
Basically what we all did was to cheorograph dances, like a bhangra dance and learn the jolin 72 bian dance... i had to slow the frame rate of the mtv to 3 frames per second so that we could see the moves clearly... and the 2 indians came up with a very euthentic bhangra which was damm zai.
In the end, we left nick's house at about 1330, after eating pizza provided by him. Thanks nick for letting us kill your house. Again.
Lau had to leave for PW, so the 4 of us went to LAN at AMK central. First we had lunch, then off we went to frag. Adrian eventually came to join us. It was the good ol' times, as mog said, using the same 4-letter password (no caps), Nagurum being damm pro, nelly the hum ji king camper, zephyr the noisy screener, myself still can't really shoot properly. Strangely, before Adrian came, we were still rather quiet, but once he came it was REALLY back to the old times, with vulgarities being screamed at the top of our voices, with the exception of the very guai seng. It was just bloody hilarious as we played cock and adrian and muru were CT and mog, js and myself were T. The 3 of us took awps and it was just like shooting ducks in a range. What would happen is adrian will try to bunny-hop away to safety, and one resounding boom later he would be shouting "F*** you!" at the top of his voice. That repeated itself at least 4-5 times... And I had 37 frags that round...
After LAN, I played time crisis 3. I rather regret my decision as after LAN I was still zombie-ing around and was not at my best. Add that to the fact there were 4 idiots irritating me I blew my $5 worth of tokens quite quickly...died at only stage 2....
After that, went to stone at KFC to recover, they bought food, I just drank water from my bottle as my throat was hoarse from screaming vulgarities... then we went on to buy the much-talked about AJ Ice, which was a huge ice kachang. It was really nice, and the 5 of us shared 1. Adrian tried to cut a tunnel through it, but destroyed it himself in the end. We ended up fighting for the parts where hershey's chocolate was added, and thanks to murugan the table was a mess when we left.
It was late, so we left for home.
Haha, today was fun in a way, but I would like to laze around at home for once. Never mind, the highlight of the day was really the swearing session, seriously the words that adrian use would make even a sailor blush....
Sunday, July 06, 2003
The other side of the story
Why my obsession with sad endings? Well, in a literary sense, sad endings have more impact than the happily-ever-after-disney-warmness movies. It makes the writer unhappy, which is a greater emotion than happiness. Those who played FFX would know what a powerful ending it was, when Yuna tried to stop Tidus from leaving but only succeeded in falling through him. Also, the mail which mogilan forwarded to me about the girl with cancer is another example. It invokes strong feelings in the reader, compelling him to read further on and feels that he is really involved in the story.
In a personal view, I prefer to write sad endings as I am better at that. Somehow cookie-cutter disney endings are not my cup of tea. Also, I feel I am reflecting life in general. Too often we see the happy endings, especially in the last episode of chinese drama serials. I want to reflect the other side of the story. For every wedding there is a funeral, for every birth of a child there is a murder or death. For every happy couple there is a break up, for every acceptance there is rejection. Other people can write about the wonders of life, I prefer to stick to the dark side of the story. For every disney writer, there has to be someone like me.
Why my obsession with sad endings? Well, in a literary sense, sad endings have more impact than the happily-ever-after-disney-warmness movies. It makes the writer unhappy, which is a greater emotion than happiness. Those who played FFX would know what a powerful ending it was, when Yuna tried to stop Tidus from leaving but only succeeded in falling through him. Also, the mail which mogilan forwarded to me about the girl with cancer is another example. It invokes strong feelings in the reader, compelling him to read further on and feels that he is really involved in the story.
In a personal view, I prefer to write sad endings as I am better at that. Somehow cookie-cutter disney endings are not my cup of tea. Also, I feel I am reflecting life in general. Too often we see the happy endings, especially in the last episode of chinese drama serials. I want to reflect the other side of the story. For every wedding there is a funeral, for every birth of a child there is a murder or death. For every happy couple there is a break up, for every acceptance there is rejection. Other people can write about the wonders of life, I prefer to stick to the dark side of the story. For every disney writer, there has to be someone like me.
Saturday, July 05, 2003
The Train
“Wait.”
She stopped in her tracks.
He rushed out of the train, the door closing a few seconds after he walked out.
She turned around, smiled and then said in a quizzical voice, “This isn’t your stop.”
He clenched his fist, not daring to look right into her eyes.
“I…” He stammered, not trusting himself to speak.
She took a step towards him, eyes expectant. “Yes?”
He forced himself to look into her eyes, and gulped heavily twice.
He mouthed the words.
“I like you.”
At the very same time, a train came screeching to a halt at the platform.
“What was that?” she said, a puzzled look on her face.
He took another deep breath.
Better do it now while I still have the courage, he thought.
“I like you!” he repeated, this time it was crystal clear over the din.
She smiled.
She just merely smiled.
Then she hugged him again.
Head swirling with happy thoughts, he smiled too as he embraced her tightly.
But it all came crashing down in one single instant.
Cheek to cheek, she whispered the words into his ears.
“This isn’t your stop.”
Then, as she did a few moments ago, she parted ways with him as friends, nothing more.
She turned away and climbed the steps slowly, away from him, away from the train, away from a shattered heart.
It was not his stop.
“Wait.”
She stopped in her tracks.
He rushed out of the train, the door closing a few seconds after he walked out.
She turned around, smiled and then said in a quizzical voice, “This isn’t your stop.”
He clenched his fist, not daring to look right into her eyes.
“I…” He stammered, not trusting himself to speak.
She took a step towards him, eyes expectant. “Yes?”
He forced himself to look into her eyes, and gulped heavily twice.
He mouthed the words.
“I like you.”
At the very same time, a train came screeching to a halt at the platform.
“What was that?” she said, a puzzled look on her face.
He took another deep breath.
Better do it now while I still have the courage, he thought.
“I like you!” he repeated, this time it was crystal clear over the din.
She smiled.
She just merely smiled.
Then she hugged him again.
Head swirling with happy thoughts, he smiled too as he embraced her tightly.
But it all came crashing down in one single instant.
Cheek to cheek, she whispered the words into his ears.
“This isn’t your stop.”
Then, as she did a few moments ago, she parted ways with him as friends, nothing more.
She turned away and climbed the steps slowly, away from him, away from the train, away from a shattered heart.
It was not his stop.
No more pandora's box...
I've just realised how stupid pandora's box sounds... so I changed it. Not really a major change, but I think I will do some tommorrow if I can drag myself away from MMBN3...
Today was quite hectic, early in the morning went to RJC to take a english test (not SAT). Breezed through it, left RJ and took 156 to RI. There I handled the ventures' logs.
After a rather late dismissal, we had 2 seperate meetings, one for anniversary and one for campfire.
Yeah, tensions rose quite high today. But Guys TM, we are all friends, take it easy man.
And as for our dear old jimmy, you are one lucky bastard. Seriously I am quite willing to be in your place.
The highlight for the day was when we observed a minute's silence for jimmy... and how we digressed to his ahem... "close experience".
I've just realised how stupid pandora's box sounds... so I changed it. Not really a major change, but I think I will do some tommorrow if I can drag myself away from MMBN3...
Today was quite hectic, early in the morning went to RJC to take a english test (not SAT). Breezed through it, left RJ and took 156 to RI. There I handled the ventures' logs.
After a rather late dismissal, we had 2 seperate meetings, one for anniversary and one for campfire.
Yeah, tensions rose quite high today. But Guys TM, we are all friends, take it easy man.
And as for our dear old jimmy, you are one lucky bastard. Seriously I am quite willing to be in your place.
The highlight for the day was when we observed a minute's silence for jimmy... and how we digressed to his ahem... "close experience".
Thursday, July 03, 2003
Mitosis and Meiosis Overdrive
Biology is a nice subject to study, as you get to learn about the fascination of life and protoplasm, but why on EARTH must we have exams on it??? There is just such a great volume of things to remember that I have no choice bu to spot questions... sighz heard physics was as hard as chemistry, so by association of sadism I expect biology to be as bad tommorrow.
Studied in the den today, was very conducive as I didn't have my computer next to me, tempting me with its flickering screen... in the end managed to study, I think, was writing down all the stuff on pieces of paper, whether it entered my mind is another thing...
Need to settle the ventures log and comm service problem, then start work on outlook issue in july and cheerleading competition, and dramafeste script is NOT done. jolly.
on a lighter side, watched chemistry today. It is just 100% lame, the same "my fiance is my half-brother!" cliche. But just watched it for rui en, haha. Her voice is damn deep for a girl.
"Everything that has a begining has an end."
Tommorrow is the end of the common tests.
Let's hope it doesn't end in body bags.
Biology is a nice subject to study, as you get to learn about the fascination of life and protoplasm, but why on EARTH must we have exams on it??? There is just such a great volume of things to remember that I have no choice bu to spot questions... sighz heard physics was as hard as chemistry, so by association of sadism I expect biology to be as bad tommorrow.
Studied in the den today, was very conducive as I didn't have my computer next to me, tempting me with its flickering screen... in the end managed to study, I think, was writing down all the stuff on pieces of paper, whether it entered my mind is another thing...
Need to settle the ventures log and comm service problem, then start work on outlook issue in july and cheerleading competition, and dramafeste script is NOT done. jolly.
on a lighter side, watched chemistry today. It is just 100% lame, the same "my fiance is my half-brother!" cliche. But just watched it for rui en, haha. Her voice is damn deep for a girl.
"Everything that has a begining has an end."
Tommorrow is the end of the common tests.
Let's hope it doesn't end in body bags.
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
You wanna play? Let's play!
I was bored and decided to come up with this.
Match the Guys TM to his characteristics!
the hum ji one
the "boss"
the gangster
the one with the funny hair and chem lab goggles
the one who rolls up his sleeves
the one who speaks all 4 national languages
the one who is fixated with brandon's nightmare girl
the "yandao" one
the beng
the one with the evil eye
the joker
the absent one
the one who is a scout skill dictionary
the one who they love to GL
the one that looks like luke chadwick
the one with the garfield shirt
the one with all the com games
the one who is fixated with chinese serials about backstabbing
the super cock one
the one with the ear infection
the one with the sour skittles
the one with the quiet name
Yeah I don't think I left anyone out. Have fun!
I was bored and decided to come up with this.
Match the Guys TM to his characteristics!
the hum ji one
the "boss"
the gangster
the one with the funny hair and chem lab goggles
the one who rolls up his sleeves
the one who speaks all 4 national languages
the one who is fixated with brandon's nightmare girl
the "yandao" one
the beng
the one with the evil eye
the joker
the absent one
the one who is a scout skill dictionary
the one who they love to GL
the one that looks like luke chadwick
the one with the garfield shirt
the one with all the com games
the one who is fixated with chinese serials about backstabbing
the super cock one
the one with the ear infection
the one with the sour skittles
the one with the quiet name
Yeah I don't think I left anyone out. Have fun!
We all have to do what we are here to do
I've decided to come up with a list of stuff I like about 01 or scouts in particular, to enlighten more people of what we do. After all, for most of us, 01 is a cca not held in RJC, so it does not enjoy the perks like the STLs have to go for the leadership course. (If you can consider that as a perk)
1) We can do anything we want. We have a variety of activities. As compared to a sports person in basketball, who trains basketball everyday, we get to try our hand in anything under the sun.
2) It builds character. All the camps and hikes are physical demanding, so it trains you to be mentally tough to handle it.
3) We get to experience the outdoors through the hikes etc. Like Jun Seng once said, go for enough hikes and you should be able to know the whole of Singapore by heart.
4)The friendships!! After 3 years of crapping, shetting, ma-ing, lubbing around we are a close knit bunch of friends. Pity about my sec 1 year though...
I'm also fed up with the constant misconception about scouts. So now I shall try to change some people's mindsets about it.
1) We do not steal chickens. We have outgrown that phase.
2) We do not always hike. We do other things as well.
3) No, we do not steal the money we get from jobweek.
More when i think of it...
I've decided to come up with a list of stuff I like about 01 or scouts in particular, to enlighten more people of what we do. After all, for most of us, 01 is a cca not held in RJC, so it does not enjoy the perks like the STLs have to go for the leadership course. (If you can consider that as a perk)
1) We can do anything we want. We have a variety of activities. As compared to a sports person in basketball, who trains basketball everyday, we get to try our hand in anything under the sun.
2) It builds character. All the camps and hikes are physical demanding, so it trains you to be mentally tough to handle it.
3) We get to experience the outdoors through the hikes etc. Like Jun Seng once said, go for enough hikes and you should be able to know the whole of Singapore by heart.
4)The friendships!! After 3 years of crapping, shetting, ma-ing, lubbing around we are a close knit bunch of friends. Pity about my sec 1 year though...
I'm also fed up with the constant misconception about scouts. So now I shall try to change some people's mindsets about it.
1) We do not steal chickens. We have outgrown that phase.
2) We do not always hike. We do other things as well.
3) No, we do not steal the money we get from jobweek.
More when i think of it...
A scout smiles and whistles in the face of all adversity
Argh, I'm dead. Killed. Destroyed. Imploded. Blow to itty-bitty pieces. Chem was killer, no matter how doable the paper was. I'll be lucky if i pass... then again a combination of laziness, non-practice and panic caused my downfall... sighz have no one but myself to blame...
Maths was fine, so was econs, but chem took the cake. Argh. Hope bio is not the same case.
Slacking away now, played 14 hours of MMBN3 already, just hope it does not come back to haunt me...
May bio be a better day.
Argh, I'm dead. Killed. Destroyed. Imploded. Blow to itty-bitty pieces. Chem was killer, no matter how doable the paper was. I'll be lucky if i pass... then again a combination of laziness, non-practice and panic caused my downfall... sighz have no one but myself to blame...
Maths was fine, so was econs, but chem took the cake. Argh. Hope bio is not the same case.
Slacking away now, played 14 hours of MMBN3 already, just hope it does not come back to haunt me...
May bio be a better day.
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
Not enough happy endings to go around...
He watched her walk out of his life. Then he turned and followed the river, past the swans and off into the countryside. He didn't stop. Nor did he look back.
The ending to a book I read like 3 weeks ago. "Eagle Strike" by Anthony Horowitz. I had to wrestle with my brother to read it.
In any case, my first sentence does give off the stench of truth. Too often we are blinded by the media that there are enough happy endings for everyone in this world. Well, unless you live in disneyland, that is unlikely. (On a side note, even disneyland closes at night)
I am a realist. I know that an unhappy ending is more likely than a happy ending. The world is already pareto efficient (a case when no one can be made better off by making another person worse off), so I guess I will just wait my turn for happiness and something good to happen.
We are after all already producing at the margin. Unless technology improves, we cannot increase production...
Argh, too much econs mugging...
He watched her walk out of his life. Then he turned and followed the river, past the swans and off into the countryside. He didn't stop. Nor did he look back.
The ending to a book I read like 3 weeks ago. "Eagle Strike" by Anthony Horowitz. I had to wrestle with my brother to read it.
In any case, my first sentence does give off the stench of truth. Too often we are blinded by the media that there are enough happy endings for everyone in this world. Well, unless you live in disneyland, that is unlikely. (On a side note, even disneyland closes at night)
I am a realist. I know that an unhappy ending is more likely than a happy ending. The world is already pareto efficient (a case when no one can be made better off by making another person worse off), so I guess I will just wait my turn for happiness and something good to happen.
We are after all already producing at the margin. Unless technology improves, we cannot increase production...
Argh, too much econs mugging...
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