Tuesday, September 30, 2003

Diary of a dragon prince

Ok I'm taking some time off mugging to crap here.
First, to rebut jun seng's maximum and minimum theory. I just do what I want, I may look funny but hell lah, most of you know I don't really care about appearances, especially mine.
Second, about the poor standard of english among jc students, I must say the survey overplayed the results. A few grammatical and spelling errors here and there a bad student does not make, rather I believe it is lack of proper exposure to the language. Which brings us back to the singlish debate as usual.
My stand is simple, use singlish only when you know how to speak proper english.
Which brings us to the speak chinese campaigh. I think it is a zai idea as it has motivated me to try and improve on my chinese (stop laughing adrian and nick) but my self-improving course will only start after promos.
Which reminds me. Go read the diary of the dragon prince on talkingcock. Very hilarious.
Which brings me back to why am I blogging when I need to study????
Wake up. School. Mug. Sleep. Repeat till end of promos

Argh... I was never a sit down and absorb knowledge sort, so I am really struggling to revise. My attention span is very short, so I really have to force myself to study. So I would be cooped up in my room, with only 933 and my books for company.
Paying the price for not being very consistent throughout the year, but a good thing I cleared bio, so cleared most doubts. Still need to revise maths.
10 more days. Time is really really short now. Trying to make use of every minute I got.
Which begs the question, what am I doing here, blogging at 1230 am?
Hang in there guys and girls, we get through this and then we will have the A level's to look forward too, in 8 months time, or SAT in 2 months time for me.
Mug mug mug. Sheesh. We spend too much of lives trying to abosrb knowledge you are unlikely to use in daily life, or in your future profession.
I can draw a tangent to a curve! Wow! Neat! Wonderful! But how is it relevant in our life? Like I am going to find the tangent of a MRT track or the car's steering wheel.
Haha, I should stop ranting.
Mug hard guys, and don't forget, in the immortal words of kenneth "lampa" teo, to go and have some fun once in a while. Otherwise, you will and most definately go mad.

Wednesday, September 24, 2003

Individualistic aspirations

Taking a break from all the mugging. 16 days to go and I hope I am doing enough fast enough.
Everyday nowadays is more or less the same pattern, wake up, school, study, sleep. I feel more like a machine. Life has become very very boring, most of the time I am cooped up in my study room studying with only the radio for company.
Oh well, just slightly over 2 weeks the promos will start, and in 26 days later it will all be a memory. I just hope the reprecussions and fallout will not be disatrous.
Little tidbits about the my rather slow life.
Signed up for job shaodwing, fighting for the only space in a legal firm. Sucks. I really want to go. Another step to my dream.
Had o-team "meeting", all I can say it was not a veryhappy experience for me. But more of it another day, maybe I was just being macham. Didn't offend anyone, if you're thinking. Something more introspective.
Scratched my discman remote screen. Was going to happen sooner or later.
Nothing else.
Can't wait for all these to be over. Holidays will be packed no doubt but I prefer cca activities over studies anytime.
I guess I am always a person with a strong individualistic streak. It is hard for people to work with me, and hard for me to work with other people. That has to change. No man is an island, in the future when I work in society I would have no luxury of choosing project members to work with.
Guess that for a while. I may update sporadically, but with short entries.
Good luck people, all the best.
And to all the people out there, promos maybe important, but do spare a thought to people who contribute to the school as well. A simple good morning to the cleaning lady is nothing to us, but it sure helps to brighten up anyone's day.
Taking a breather



Haha this pic is one of my favourites. It was taken without our knowledge by xinkai, and we only saw it when the patrol logs came out for that year.
It seems that I am arguing with albert over something, and jun seng looks agitated and wants to cut in, but is being restrained by nick, who has a cunning look on his face. Mogilan looks pissed at our argument and starts to turn away in disgust, while murugan is busy polishing the carrom board, not caring about our argument. LaU is the half a face in the background.
Happy mugging guys.

Saturday, September 20, 2003

Killing a passerby to test a sword

I think this is the longest period I have been away from blogging. I think I can attribute that to my try to sleep early efforts.
Wednesday was the dialogue session, the less I say about it the better. Let's just say the way the "admin" does things does not really inspire much passion in me. Got so fed up over the loss of mugging time that I went to eat with esther in mcdonalds. Had to endure yangqi's gloating the next day over the the amount of work he did, which I didn't do as I went to sleep immediately, felt so tired.
Thursday, borrowed soper, good stuff, less wordy as compared to campbell, and more to the point. Didn't sleep in any of the lectures, and understood everything taught. A rare occurance in my school life. The stars were somehow aligned in my favour.
Friday, played soccer, our class played better than usual, but I missed 6 glit-edged chances and well, we lost. And next week we're playing 6D. Macham great.
Saturday, had med fac meeting, played frozen throne. Started to win games, but must fight the addiction to it. Studied respiration until I understood it.
The title came from one the rockman exe episodes I watched, rather interesting, want to know how to say it in japanese.
Yu Jian is damm nice.
I taught shiming how to download files from irc, and he got kicked in 5 mins for flooding.
PW sucks.
Ran out of random thoughts.
Another time.

Tuesday, September 16, 2003

The Runaway Verdict

Another day, another 7-8 hours spent in school trying desperately to absorb what is being taught to us.
Started on bio revision, did 3 chapters.
Tommorrow there's still that forum which I can't escape from, sighz.
Oh well, for those who watched "Let him have it!" today for GP, here's a piece I wrote about how I would defend him if I were his lawyer. I'll try to amend it soon as I think there are many holes in it, so bear with me for a while.

How I would defend Derek Bentley

1) I would not let him testify at all. It is obvious that he is incapable of answering the prosecutor’s questions competently. After all, he is mentally handicapped and therefore could not protect himself from the loaded questions the prosecutor was asking. Not having him testify may cause the jury think he has something to hide as he is afraid of being cross-examined, but that can be easily countered by the fact the events can be easily told to the court through the testimony of Craig and Fairfox, the detective, and also by pointing to the fact that Derek is mentally unfit to take the stand. After all, in this case, the truth is the best defence for Derek.
2) I would mention the fact that Derek is epileptic. Strangely enough, this was never mentioned in court.
3) The prosecution case lies on the fact that he had coerced Craig into shooting, by saying “Let him have it.” However, the fact that the phrase has a double meaning, shows reasonable doubt. Furthermore, the later actions of Derek showed that he meant no harm to the police officers. This argument was unfortunately unable to hold as Derek had contradicted himself by saying he never said such words, which threw his credibility into question. This point also furthers proves why Derek should not testify.
4) I would point out that Derek did not possess the weapon that killed PC Miles. His actions later proved that he had no intention to kill.
5) I would argue that Derek is guilty of armed robbery, maybe even accessory to murder. But willful murder is hard to accept, especially he was not the one who fired the gun.
6) Lastly, I would (in The Practice speak) Plan B Craig. That is, arrow Craig for being the cause of Derek’s actions. I can prove that Craig bullied Derek into following his actions, and given that Derek had the intelligence of an 11-year-old, he acted as an 11-year-old would, not as an adult. The night of the murder, Craig had visited Derek. This showed that Craig was in a sense, leading Derek on, goading him to commit the crime. And like any 11-year-old facing taunts, Derek did not walk away like an adult, instead he tried to prove Craig wrong. Craig had deliberately made use of the fact that Derek had low IQ, thus manipulating him. Therefore, it is logical to conclude that Derek had been influenced to a certain extent by Craig, and the greater blame should rest on Craig, who was not repentant for his actions.

Oh yah, good luck to all sec 4s having prelims. I was there before and I know it sucks but it will be all over in like 2 more months.
Just one last final note, I shall quote a part in the Practice but I forgot who exactly said it. It goes,
"Why do you do what you do, letting guilty criminals get back on the street?"
"Because I live in the hope that I set more of the innocent free than the guilty."

Monday, September 15, 2003

4 weeks to Normandy

I'm going to sleep at 11, an achievement of sorts for me.
Today was fine I guess, for a return to school, but I felt like I never left it. Sure most of you feel that way.
Table tennis was a riot, slept at the end of bio lec again, drew leaf cells for bio prac.
Oh I acquired a new disciple of sorts.
And like that another day passes. Strangely rnough it feels like any other day. I guess that is life for a hectic student. You get swarmed with work that you rarely have time to read a sci-fi thriller or legal mystery, write a short story or poem, play some sports, or even a simple game of cards with your siblings. And if we do do so, we are reprimanded for wasting time.
Sighz. Seriously we are all slaves to our busy schedules.
Argh, unless to complain. 4 weeks to the landing on Normandy, the opening of the 2nd front. Better buck up. Leave the introspection for after promos when I are sad enough to write something more coherent.
One should always make the time to enjoy the finer aspects of life, like the scenery at night at Harbourfront...

Sunday, September 14, 2003

You are Peace
You are Peace.

You are at peace with your self and the world
around you. You have balance in your life and
exude tranquility from every pore of your body.
People are constantly asking you "what is
your secret?"


What Emotion Are You?
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Same as jay again... This is becoming too coincidental...
"The Second Coming"


"Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand."


"The Second Coming" by W.B. Yeats.

I have never put this despite it being my signature. Here it is. A very nice poem.
Procrastination is the greatest sin of a student.

And I would know. But I still let myself fall into its trap.
But how good it felt...Muhahaha...
Spent the whole of today downloading Rockman EXE, watching it, playing frozen throne etc.
Told myself I needed a break away from the incessant mugging, and therefore thought might as well rest the tired brain for a while.
Watched robots in disguise on channel i, after mog called me up to tell me.
Played frozen throne for the first time. Have been figthing the temptation to play it ever since brendan bought it, which is like 2 months. With the first click of the mouse, I was hooked, although I suck at it. Haha. Killed like 5 hours on it. Not consecutively though.
Read a bit of Prey as well. Very intriguing.
Watched Van the Man bag a brace to beat Charlton, Ronaldo was superb, setting Solskjaer up for a great chance which he fluffed somehow.
Oh yah, anyone with the "turn left, turn right" book can lend me? After promos that is. I want to brush up on my hapless chinese.
It's sunday already. Oh darn still have to scan the photos. And PW.
Sighz.
Cycle of laziness is complete.

Saturday, September 13, 2003

Your Anime Life by kazoku
Your username
Gross income of creators$1,014,621
GenreMecha
Your roleBystander
Your secretYou are the one chosen by fate to save the world from the one chosen by fate to destroy the world.
Will you save the world?Yes, and you live happily ever after.
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Friday, September 12, 2003

Last activity before suspension

enjoy the pic of the Guyz TM



Normal service is resumed

Well, the good news is that the drilling has more or less died down. I think they destroyed all they could possibly destroy already.
Been spending the last few days studying, harder than I normally do I must admit. The last 2 days mugged with nick, in between bantering like we usually do.
About Evangelion, I believe that it is a form of art, and art has always been about opinion. I believe that Evangelion is good, and I believe I understadn its message. True, it has its fair share of detractors, but which artistic piece doesn't? I believe it is fruitless to argue whether Evangelion is good or not, as that is the opinion of the individual. I rather like to think of it as the show I watched that changed my outlook on life and kindled my interest in anime.
Oh come on, people stop posing as my neighbours. Not funny at all.
Haha, I don't even consider the last post as a poem, it doesn't even rhyme, it is too clunky to be a free verse. Just some drivel I churned out in my sleep deprived frenzy and listening to yes 9.33's incessant ads on turn left, turn right.
And as I always say, sad stuff bring out more emotion, easier to write, happy endings tend to alienate people unless they are under 10.
Oh yah, if you guys were listening to power 98 around 1625h today, you would have heard something very interesting...

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

Turn left, turn right

Turn left, turn right.
You go my way, I go mine.
I may want to take the same turn with you.
But I don't know whether you will let me.
I don't know whether I have the courage to do so.
I don't know what lies ahead after that turn.
What if we turn away from each other, and never see each other again?
That very thought makes me cold all over.
Maybe I'm happy to be friends with you now.
Maybe someone else more worthy of you will take that path with you.
Maybe I am just destined to take a different road from you.
You are far too good for someone like me.
You always were independent, you don't need anyone.
And if you wish to take that road with him, go ahead.
At least I know you are safe in the hands of my best friend.
Turn left, turn right.
A lingering glance at your path.
Then a determined effort to look away.
One step, followed by another painful one.
Your silhouette gradually disappears.
I walk away, away from you, in the arms of my best friend.
Away from your happy ending.
Away from the emptiness I feel.
To that cold apartment of mine.
To my endless piles of work.
Back to those faceless four walls.
A wry smile.
Why would you want to walk a path with a loser?
I don't blame you.
I guess this is what I should be contended with.
The empty feeling of solitude.


Random bout of insanity.
Anime fantasy

Just only realised how much I missed watching anime, after reading LaU's new entry and going through IRC again.
I love anime. Compared to the substandard nonsense they come up in the US, save for some rare shows, they really rock. I don't proclaim to be an expert on anime, but I guess I do know enough stuff to talk about it.
Nowadays with commitments pulling me one way or another, it is hard for me to cough up some time to wrestle with people on IRC to download episodes and watch. Remember doing that the later half of my sec 4 year, like how I used to motivate myself to study so that I can watch the episode I just downloaded.
Actually, I think there are also bad apples in anime as well, and I had the misfortune to watch 1 of them. Let's not go there. The real good stuff and Neon Genesis Evangelion, the series which caused my outlook to life change totally, and stands as the best anime in the 20th century. Beat that. To any EVA detractors, I feel sorry for you people as you cannot appreciate Hideki Anno's vision. NGE was a bit dated, the nicer ones nowadays are Kiddy Grade and Rahxephon, both of which were shown on VV, both of which I never finished. Argh.
Anime like LaU said, can be too much of an escapism, as somehow or another this teenage boy always 17 will gain special powers, have to fight a mysterious enemy, fall in love with a girl, has a tone load of angst as he has issues with his father/mother/former partner etc. Eventually he defeats his enemies and saves the world.
However, having said that, there are more than meets the eye in these characters. They are not the atypical american cartoon heroes, noble, self-sacrificing the works. They are more "real", as they have their own fears and insecurities, and suffer from jealousy and selfishness. In a sense, I can empathise with them. And also another thing, the japanese really know how to make their heroes look really badass.
Oh yah, they also have an obessesion with elemental powers. For the record, I would like to have the power of water. Like Mikagami of flame of recca, you can control the 3 states of water, ice, water and vapour. With ice, you can create ice shields, ice shards, mirrors, ice surfaces that are slippery to walk on. With water, you can create water snakes, high pressure jet blasts, water decoys, creating images of yourself from water. With vapour, you can release a blinding cloud of steam, "feel" the movement of water vapour in the air to judge the movement of weapons, use the vapour in the end to slow down enemies by clinging on to them.
Thinking too much again. Still think Mikagami's Ensui is badass.
I hope to watch some stuff after promos, but what with pw, o-team, training, GTC, family trip, I doubt it.
For the want of more time.
Like an article I read in the Business Time, "we now live in a world of a time-based economy. The basic problem of scarcity of resources is now gradually being replaced by a scarcity of time."
Bringing the house down

The last 2 days the new neighbours of the level above me have been creating a racket with their renovating, the sound of the pneumatic drill practically fills my ears the whole day. And it is darn bloody ^%$#&((^& loud. It was so bad that I went downstairs next to the swimming pool to study. Argh, don't they know that it is the school holidays and poor children like me need a quiet environment to study? Bloody inconsiderate if you ask me. When I do renovate my house I'll at least have the courtesy to inform my neighbours 1 week beforehand that drilling will take place. Oh well, decided to go and study with yangqi in RJ. And a pretty girl better move in upstairs to make it worth my while, tolerating the noise....
Wish had more time a day, 24 hours is really too little. Want to read the backlot of time, newsweek and reader's digest. Also want to continue with Prey. The same time I have to study. Argh.
Had the fencing clinic today. A bit messed up as there were only 4 people to teach. Oh well. The o-nite meeting was ok I guess. Am in charge of fire with nick and christelle.
Fun thing of the day: being chased around the indoor gym by joanne over nick (hmmz...)
Have fun people, don't die while mugging.
I'll have to identify the body...

Sunday, September 07, 2003

Revisionist sentiment

Saturday. For the first time in a long time I had a saturday morning off, and since mama stayed over I decided to go to the Tiong Bahru market with her. The last time I accompanied her was end of last year, and somehow I found the prospect of going to the market inviting. Not really sure why, maybe it is because when I was young I used to go there all the time, every outing to the market was an adventure in itself, with unknown treats for good behaviour, the sight of butchers cleaving meat, fishmongers descaling fish, vegetable-sellers bargaining with mama.
It was a really nice experience, as the market was as usual that hive of activity, and somehow I felt very at home in that area. I sort of stuck out like a sore thumb in the market, being the only visible teenager in the crowd of elderly people, housewives and little children. I guess a part of me enjoys the quaint feel of the wet market. Mama asked me about my work, I told her work is never-ending, but I have only one grandmother and grandfather, and I would rather spend some time with them.
Got home and sorted out the food. Realised that I haven't cooked for a damn long time. Owl can testify to my "good" cooking. Anyways, mucked around till lunch, then left for united square to get a hair cut. Got lost again. The stupid place has bad architecture. I am just quoting my mum who is an architect.
Studied chemical equilirium a bit, then got ready for night hike. Left home earlier to meet brandon and nick for an o-nite meeting, but turns out both were 20 mins late. Damn pissed. We had a rather fun but unfruitful meeting, I think, then we met up with the rest of the J1s and the SU, and started on the hike.
The route stretched from paya lebar mrt to marina park. It was a very scenic route, we were along many waterways, which supplied us with breeze. The city lights being reflected off the water surface was absolutely beautiful, and I mentally added the route to the places to visit when P18 is filled.
Reached end point, then slept rather badly till the next day. Killed the circulation in my right arm by sleeping on it. Anyways, we left the park early in the morning, and I went home and bathed, ate breakfast and slept again. Haha.
After lunch managed to drag dad to comex at suntec. After an arduous campaign to find a parking lot, we joined the human sardine can jam and looked around. I got myself a mp3 discman, costs 260 bucks, 40 less than adrian's, but that is because my discman is 0.05 cm thicker. Also got a new mouse to replace the faulty old one. My PW group was complaining of the right button every time they came over.
Mum bought Prey for me. It is darn interesting, will try to stagger reading and studying. No study plan as yet. Blooming wonderful.
At least the albatross of a silver discman will hang around my neck, as a reminder to work hard to keep my end of the bargain.
Random thought for the day: What this world needs is for us humans to screw up big time before we really make an improvement.

Friday, September 05, 2003

Just another day at the office, I guess

A fine day overall I guess. Our class were afflicted with the "last day of the term" madness, and I myself got affected.
The draggy chem practical converted to a tutorial was surprisingly tolerable, as I had got most of it correct and I didn't feel so lost as I normally do during chem tutorials. Ate 2 plates of the ghim moh ipon horfun for lunch. Sufficiency is lacking in most stalls these days. Sat in during a chinese lesson, found out that everyone really dies in chinese class, quite glad that I dropped. Not that I hate chinese, I love the language, but somehow 4 years of mugging the ci yu shou ce really killed my interest in it.
PE was soccer, the whole of our class against 3 PE teachers, and we still drew. Shows our ability. Played basketball again, but I played a stinker. Don't want to think about that.
Interesting thing that happened was the fact shiming challenged sharon to a bet of $10 to climb the vertical rope. After some coaching by me, she scaled the top and made a fool of shiming. It was really amusing to see shiming trying unsuccessfully to distract sharon as she neared the top as he saw that his $10 was flying away.
Random thought for the day. You can work like hell to help others, but if you do not take care of yourself, no one will take care of you. No one will protect your own interests, you have to do that yourself.

Thursday, September 04, 2003

Sounding off

Darn Kazaa. Screw RIAA.
Can't a guy rip off some super rich record company which is earning super-supernormal profits? I mean, it is bad enough that they shut down napster, now they are flooding Kazaa with screwed-up versions of songs. And to those stupid idiotic Kazaa users that keep the screwed-up file, delete it now! You are misleading a whole bunch of fellow music-lovers which do not feel that CDs are worth spending on!
Man, what kind of world is this? I refuse to pay for something that I got for free before.
End sacrasm.
Despite that above tirade, I don't really see the need to download stuff nowadays. The songs being played on the radio and really lousy, most of them are hip hop songs which I don't appreciate. Well, I guess one man's meat is another man's poison, but the fact that most of such songs sound vaguely familiar has not escaped my notice.
Sighz. Local television is in a sad state, local shows are crap, too many crappy shows that really insult people's intelligience eg. Bachelor, lousy imitations of western gameshows, family dramas that become atypical after a while eg. Holland V, the drivel of television they call reality TV, and most of all the frequently repeated lousy movies they term "blockbusters" eg. Rambo pick a number. Shows like the practice are given late timeslots, while they allocate mind-numbings shows like 30 seconds of fame on prime time. And the worst thing is they do not have quality children's programming.
I am so disgusted with local TV that I only watch football on cable, maybe news, or TAR if I have the time. Mediacorp is really guilty of the monopoly problem, no desire to improve as mediaworks is really a very lousy competitor.
It can be argued that as Singapore is a very small country, television broadcasting can be seen as a natural monopoly as if there are anymore companies the EOS enjoyed will really be too little. But still, that is no excuse to give poor quality broadcasting.
But really it is quite futile. Mediacock is governed by market forces, so as long as the majority of the population enjoy shows such as survivor, bachelor, fear factor and what not, they will continue to show it.
Sighz. Let it be said that I am not an elitist and view such shows as degrading. I agree that such shows are entertainment, and they serve their purpose. It is just that I believe prime time can be used by showing other shows.
Below was the letter I sent to Mediaworks over their misguided decision to remove Beast Wars from their programming. In the end, I received no response, shows a lot of their willingness to listen to the viewers.
On hindsight now it is not the best way to approach the situation, but I just hecked care and gave it the best I got.

I refer to your decision to remove the show "Beast Wars" from your TV schedule.

I feel that it is extremely unfair of the station just to remove the show just like that. No doubt, "Beast Wars" is a cartoon, but does it mean that just because it is a cartoon, the station can take liberties with it as most likely the audience would be too young to understand why it has suddenly disappeared?

It is safe to say that "Beast Wars" is a critically-acclaimed show. It is the second ever show to use state of the art CGI technology to produce a cartoon. Backed up by an interesting plot and characters, it has won many awards. I am sure that is why your station bought the rights to it in the first place.

However, I believe it is because of low viewership and that is why you removed it. I beg to differ. What viewership can you expect at 10 a.m on a Sunday morning? Please be realistic. Anyway, I don't think your choice of its replacement is very good either.

I believe that the reason for its low viewership is because of the fact the station has not done enough to publicise it. There are many Transformers fans out there who do not know of the fact that "Beast Wars" were being shown. I know of 6-7 of them. Maybe with more publicity, viewership will increase. Do not forget that Trasnformers is officially the most successful toyline ever. Hasbro, the company that owns Transformers are famous for that. The firm that animated "Beast Wars", Mainframe, gained international recognition immediately after the show was shown.

The station only needs to air 11 more episodes and that's the end of it.

I know of people who love this show. We Singaporean Transformer fans feel short-changed by the fact that in 1998-99 MediaCorp did not show the second and third season of Beast Wars. We were naturally elated to know that MediaWorks decided to show it. However, we are all now shattered to know that it has been removed. Interestingly, the series ended in America in December 1998. We, Singapore, will end the series, if it were to continue as per normal, at December 2001. 3 years. Doesn’t the station care about a potentially strong group of viewers, or is it just interested in raking in the numbers?

Once again, I do not see the rationale, purpose and motive behind removing Beast Wars. Ask around. Anyone who watched Transformers as a kid will love to watch this series. There is something alluring about transforming robots. The Transformer line started in 1984 to present day. There is a Transformer convention held every year in America. I bet that the station doesn’t know that. The station cannot just mess with something many people in the world hold dear to them.

You may just dismiss me as a fanatic, and send me a "polite" reply giving a lot of excuses. But the station knows what it has done. It has broken the hearts of many Transformers lovers in Singapore.

I won't be the only one. There would be more of us, Transformer fans. It is not a lot to ask for. Just 5.5 hours of your precious broadcasting time.

Damm, why am I so kaobeh today? Must be PW....

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

Between the devil and the deep blue sea

I wonder which is a worst fate. Being with a person you do not love, or being unable to be with the person you love the most.
Either way, I'm sure one would feel really miserable.
Sheesh.
I wonder what would this world be without love.
No illogical decisions.
Just pure, mechanical, rational logic.
Everything would be simple, life would just be routine.
Interesting thought, ain't it?
A world without love.
The perfect dystopia.
To be ahead, you have to be ruthless, cunning, cold-hearted, ready to accept that the ends justify the means, and ultimately go against your innate goodness.
Like how a lawyer has to live with himself after he has helped a guilty person go free.
He can justify it by saying it is his job to do so.
I guess that is where I am aiming for.
A lawyer with malleable morals.
How strangely ironic.

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

Rain, rain, go away, little children like me want to play

It rained the whole darn day. I woke up at 0430 in the morning to close my room's window, but it was a bit late as the rain had already wet some of our books.
Rained so heavily in the morning that Dad had to drive me to school, and we waited for an eternity for the traffic jam to clear, before finally I could get to school.
Still a bit sick, but the running nose is gone, just the sore throat, which is not so bad now.
And thanks to jimmy, I am being machamed...
Some things should just remained closed, as I have already moved on. I do not want to be caught between the past and the present.

Monday, September 01, 2003

Change in the weather

Am having a very bad bout of flu. Nose kept on running throughout today, felt damm weak and sleepy.
My PW group came over again today, and I tried my best to work... but in the end after they left, took a short nap as the medicine had made me very drowsy.
Thanks to my illness, wasn't able to be on the same wavelength with keng piang and alina, couldn't catch that weather joke and the one about nuts.
Argh, it is always one thing after another.
Didn't touch any work at all due to competiton and sickness, hopefully did enough beforehand.
Oh yah, about blogging, just to say it once and for all.
What I blog about is the me I cannot be because of society's rules.
Yeah, that is it.
Nihil Sine Labor (Nothing without work)

Apparently, those words are hung in Sir Alex Ferguson's office. Well, somewhat sums up what I feel over the course of the last 3 days.
Friday was quite ok, despite the fact that I felt the walkathon was a bit weird, ended up talking with zhong hao over his boarding house ghost stories and how the adult in his house was more scared of the ghost than he was. He said it was "a waste" as he could not see a ghost. Well, personally I think ghosts look for you, and one naturally try to avoid them. At least for the most of us.
The concert was fun, with some good performances, like kelvin singing, which was quite good. Don't remember that part of him from cat high. Then, the image of my dear CT mrs toh in esther's school uniform shall be burnt in my retina for the rest of my life. All I know is that when she came on, my poor eyesight prevented me from recognising at first, then gradually the light shone through and I was dumbfounded. The next I remember I was lying back, screaming "oh no! oh my god!" while laughing like adrian.
After the concert, tried to hail a cab to RI with shiming and the yong twins. Well, we went up road to try and steal a cab. Enhui was rather nervous as he recognised the girls from downroad and was very apprehensive about stealing the cab. In the end, shiming got 1 and we sped away to RI under some hard glares.
Back in RI, was glad to see some of my teachers, and my old classmates. But felt rather tired and bored most of the time, in the end stoned in the scout den most of the time, watching LaU and brandon dance, before leaving for lunch. Saw DC, pong, shaorong, dr lee, wu yahui etc.
Went home, just crashed on my bed, slept for 2 hours before going for the play. To supplement what I said in my previous entry, i swear keng piang was acting as the guy wearing the green boxers, edward was being a "pillar" of strength for someone, and joshua only got home at 1. And yes, P18...
Next day, Saturday, training as usual. Felt a bit bogged down, played 5 bouts, beat steph 8-7, bingrui 7-5, after he took a 4-0 lead, joshua 10-9, lost to peiyi 5-7, yangqi by the same score as well. After training, went to macs and bought an ice-cream cone, then realised I was going to be late for my stupid seminar. Reached orchard mrt, and lo and behold, it was raining and I forgot my umbrella. Dad had to come and pick me up, but he had to negotiate a very bad traffic jam to reach me. To cut a long story short, when I finally got home my mum was not very happy with me.
Wolfed down some lunch, then bathed, before Dad drove me to SGH for the "Forum on approaches to safer contact lens wear". Yes, don't laugh. My mum signed me up for it, and when I protested, she threatened to never allow me to wear contacts again. Oh well, since she hardly insists on a certain thing, I guess I decided to humor her a bit to go for it. But it didn’t mean I wanted to go.
Got there at 1430 when it was supposed to start at 2. While there, I just read the booklet I was given, for about 10 minutes, then I dozed off, finally awaking at the Q&A session. That done and over with, I made my way to clementi sports hall again, to support the girls.
Joanne, amanda and stephanie were fencing fencing masters. Steph was anchor, and overall I felt that they all fought well, given that this was the first time competing. I think the final score was 24-45, around there. I was trying to get steph pissed off to make her fight better. It sort of worked as she got most of their team's points. At the end of it she wanted to buy us bananas for tomorrow. (Apparently according to peiyi, she was forced to do so) Also saw some rather interesting things, like a Caucasian team shouting like it was a football match everytime they scored, and when they won the game by a very close call the loser got so pissed that he slammed his epee down and stomped on it.
Left for dinner with my family, ate at the riverside jumbo seafood restaurant, then got home, was watching the merseyside derby, then went to sleep.
Sunday. This was it. At one point the night before I could not sleep, thinking about the competition. Woke up early, got myself ready and packed up. Adrian called up with a sos asking for long socks, as his wardrobe only consists of ankle-length socks. I gave him a ribbing for that as a payback for all the GLing I got for wearing very long socks.
Decided not to bog Dad down and take the bus there myself. But the bastard bus no. 7 took so long to come and move, that I only reached there at 0850. First thing I did was to empty my bladder. Then we warmed up, and suited up. Joanne was disturbing me with her increase in height thanks to some heels, plus the usual bantering
We got our match-ups, and somehow by faith or destiny, we drew yangqi, peiyi and kenneth teh. Another 2 RJC foil teams were against each other, and lloyd, andy and joshua had a walkover tanglin secondary.
Adrian won the 1st bout against yangqi easily, 5-1, to set the tone, and we never looked back. We won every bout, never losing the lead. I got kenneth teh and yangqi both 5-1, but was quite pissed that I lost 8 points to peiyi before eventually labouring to the end of the bout. In the end, it was 45-36, and we were through to the 2nd round. The other team was gracious in defeat, and yangqi had a good-natured laugh over it. Was quite disappointed that my flexible blade could not be used as it failed the weight test.
Halfway through the bout steph came and I demanded my bananas, which she did not bring. In the end, she went to NTUC to get bananas for all of us, including coach. I ate one to calm my nerves.
Saw rayner talking cock about beating some guy 5-0 and he lost to him by that score. Also saw lloyd's team got whacked by the 1st seeded team 45-15, and lloyd himself got beaten 5-0 in 21 seconds by some crazily good guy. And all the very good guys keep on flicking....
We were the last team to fight, so everyone from RJC came to support us. We were fighting the 2nd seeded team, and edwin told me later that one of them was his primary school classmate and he had a score to settle with him. Something about him stealing his gameboy cartridge.
Ultimately, we were unable to cope with their flicking and unorthodox fighting style, so we lost, 26-45. I got some good hits though, edwin was majestic in this match.
We took a photo together with the score board, which I found a bit guai lan. After our fight, we changed up, watched our only women's epee team lose 45-37, then we left for lunch by ourselves. Back home, studied for a while before succumbing to sleep.
Woke up and ate dinner, then watched I not stupid then watched man utd go down disappointingly against southampton.
Tomorrow, my project work group will make their 3rd sojourn to my house to do the 1st draft of the report which is due on Tuesday.
Well, in case you haven't noticed by now, I have been doing a lot of things, but 1 crucial thing.
Studying.
6 weeks to promos....