Of curve balls and daisy cutters
Hmm... Wonder if you ever got the feeling that something will fail you so miserably that you sit down and watch its debacle and instead they go on to prove you wrong by doing well, and when you start feeling enthusiatic for them the next time they flop?
Well, i think that is mentality of many a singapore fan. One day the national team loses to our neighbours 4-0 the next they defy the 3 and 1/2 handicap to hold japan to a respectable 2-1. Well, they deserved their narrow loss, they fought hard, but their tactics were seriously limited. The scoreline was achieved by the japanese tiring towards the end, their european stars playing below par, and the weather, 29 degrees and high humidity.
In any case, back to my mundane life. Finished anhilation, at the expense of precious sleep. Tsk tsk, old habits die hard. Biotechnology is interesting, if I can stay awake. ODE got whacked, somewhat. Read through some econs s essays, damm I really need to structure my points.
Parting shot, whether life throws you curve balls or daisy cutters, trap, look up, pick your spot and blast away. When in doubt, don't.
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Monday, March 29, 2004
This dog and pony show
Haha, ironic laughter. My most confident subject and I get a D for Chem. Jolly. I'll get F maths for sure in that case.
Time to get my act together, be a mugger and leave all thoughts of a life behind.
Bought anhilation finally, yet yo start on it, but at 230 pages it is really a rip off.
And yah the reason for the previous post's title as I was getting frustrated by the stupid websites for discontinuing providing free picture upload.
4 days of slacking have passed, time to start cracking again.
It was fun while it lasted, but now it is time to smell the asphalt again.
Haha, ironic laughter. My most confident subject and I get a D for Chem. Jolly. I'll get F maths for sure in that case.
Time to get my act together, be a mugger and leave all thoughts of a life behind.
Bought anhilation finally, yet yo start on it, but at 230 pages it is really a rip off.
And yah the reason for the previous post's title as I was getting frustrated by the stupid websites for discontinuing providing free picture upload.
4 days of slacking have passed, time to start cracking again.
It was fun while it lasted, but now it is time to smell the asphalt again.
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Friday, March 26, 2004
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach
Really long post, you've been warned.
Well, before I had a chance to start on this entry, my parents barged in and demanded to know what I was doing. And then they started to ask many weird questions about what was I typing. I had to beat them off with evasive answers.
In any case, let's get on to the subject of the matter. Common tests are over! But I know I'm going to be machamed by my tutors when I get back the results. Crossing my fingers on bio and econs, maths was a disater. I thought 7 questions, how hard is that, I was totally wrong. Got destroyed and conned. Saw that 4 marks were awarded for just using trapezium rule made me suspicious. I thought, this is rj, they don't give people marks just for applying formula. I thought wrong. Argh.
Anyways, went out with the class later, it was quite comical to tell the truth, we went to lido, then PS because the girls wanted to watch my girl while the guys wanted to watch the eye 2. In the end, at PS, 4 of the guys splintered cell to watch the eye2, while the rest stayed till 7 for my girl, the stragglers went home. I splintered cell to play Time Crisis 2&3, then returned to the rest to take my first ever neoprint. (Stop those sniggers in the background, it's rude)
Thursday, class outing, organised at 2230h the previous night after some very furious smsing. 8 of us went to sentosa, with a few mishaps here and there. For one, I got rather fed up with answering the question "who's going" over and over again on sms. In any case, I had my kunch a little late, thus I got that 30 mins after the 12 o'clock situpulated meeting time. Which was just as well, as expected, most of them were late, especially alina (very expected). Shiming was complaining about how was at harbourfront at 1150h. While we waited for the others, we played bridge as we waited the rain out. In the end, the people came, we went to harbourfront centre for lunch, and the girls bought a cake and we creamed birthday boy boon kwan. Yangqi and keng piang was quite cunning because they gave bk a cup of cream to put on the cake, and when he laid down his defences, they took another cup of cream and did their worst. I was trying to convince al about the merits of counterstrike and GTA: Vice City.
The sky finalyl cleared and we took a bus over to the island, playing bridge along the way. We got to siloso beach, played a bit of football, before we threw bk into a hole dug by the girls and buried him, and tau poked him. Then we washed the sand off him by throwing him into the sea. How fun. I was the second one to go in. Fortunately I was prepared for that.
We then played a bit of water polo, then yq threw my shirt on a high rock, and when we finally got it back after some difficulty, we punished him by chucking him into the sea. As crystal puts it, we just took turns to throw each other into the sea. The guys that is. We also buried boon seer's slippers, who then spent 10 minutes looking for them. Quite amusing.
Finally, we rented some bikes and cycled along the beach, both siloso and palawan. Kp is a danger on the road, I must say, he had 4 near collisions and shiming nearly killed a lizard by running it over.
The girls had to return their bikes earlier as they rented them earlier, thus the guys just went a few more rounds before returning them and going to bathe. We found the girls looking at turtles outside underwater world and getting temporary tattoos. Finally we got a bus and went back to mainland. Bought G1 #3, Jetfire looks real cool in the comic, Bumblebee gets the Rodimus treatment (like i care), and the return of omega supreme. Finally. As usual cannot wait for #4.
Friday was quite stone for me. But, if you are a regular reader of my blog, you would know I have very, and i mean very, weird dreams, especially so if they are the lucid type. I had a really weird dream that night, real off the charts material. I'll try to recall it here.
First of all, I vaguely remember that I was having soemthing like o-prep in school, until someone called me to buy some stuff needed for something. Then somehow, kp myself and winston boarded a blue car and kp was driving. Damm weird. We reached a people's park-esque shopping centre, and we parked in a multi-storey carpark. After we got what we came for, (this part is rather hazy), we wanted to leave, but we felt small earth shakes, and somehow or another I found out a T-Rex was outside the shopping centre's carpark. We had to leave by the back door in order to avoid the dinosaur. It does not end there though, we went to a prison and to a cell with energy bars, and a bald headed guy was talking some nonsense about his pet T-Rex being unleashed from this cell. Inside with him was, bizzarely enough, jolin tsai, taiwanese popstar for the ignorant, and suddenly I was talking to her, eating a pack of potato chips (the orange packet type). She was lamenting that she was very lonely, then I suddenly grabbed her hands with my soiled hands, proposing to her. Uber-weirdness... At this part it got too weird for me so I woke up. Anyone knows what all that meant?
Anyways, got up, found out there is practically nothing to do at home, no games nothing. Chatted with al for a while, then had lunch and decided to continue my ill fated quest for transformers: anhilation book. Found nothing in both borders and kinokuniya, proceeded to cineleisure wanting to play time crisis again, then met up with edwin, junseng, alvin and mogilan.
We stoned in burger king talking cock as usual, ("small talk with alvin") listening to mogilan's outtakes, and eventually I grew to tire of their interogation, and we made our way to the arcade, where I teamed with alvin on time crisis 2. He took a few bullets for me (haha), We got all the way to the final boss, forgot that you have to shoot the wings of the satellites first, in the end died due to time, an embarassing first. We then parted ways, not after I koped mogilan's sticker when he donated 10 cents to some charity. Muhahaha...
Well, that was a very nice and somewhat relaxing 2 days. Still have to do some work though, I'll try to do some tommorrow. Anyways, although I thought she was weird at first, but al's mail made some sense, the time we have as a class is not getting any longer, we have only half a year left. I wish I could I reproduce her mail here, but I fear a whacking so I shall refrain. Sure, the guys, especially the gang of four can really irritate the hell out of anyone, but hey, guys will be guys, and like I've got to learn how to compromise for the girls, they have done so too, albeit to a lesser and more grudging extent.
What a super long entry. I think this will do for sometime. After this short rest it's full throttle again. And med fac is pulling a few rabbits out of our yellow hat, med fac people look forward to that. Coming to a lecture theatre near you.
Anyways, at the end of the day (voted worst cliche, used all the time by footballers and managers on the EPL highlights show), I go to sleep.
Really long post, you've been warned.
Well, before I had a chance to start on this entry, my parents barged in and demanded to know what I was doing. And then they started to ask many weird questions about what was I typing. I had to beat them off with evasive answers.
In any case, let's get on to the subject of the matter. Common tests are over! But I know I'm going to be machamed by my tutors when I get back the results. Crossing my fingers on bio and econs, maths was a disater. I thought 7 questions, how hard is that, I was totally wrong. Got destroyed and conned. Saw that 4 marks were awarded for just using trapezium rule made me suspicious. I thought, this is rj, they don't give people marks just for applying formula. I thought wrong. Argh.
Anyways, went out with the class later, it was quite comical to tell the truth, we went to lido, then PS because the girls wanted to watch my girl while the guys wanted to watch the eye 2. In the end, at PS, 4 of the guys splintered cell to watch the eye2, while the rest stayed till 7 for my girl, the stragglers went home. I splintered cell to play Time Crisis 2&3, then returned to the rest to take my first ever neoprint. (Stop those sniggers in the background, it's rude)
Thursday, class outing, organised at 2230h the previous night after some very furious smsing. 8 of us went to sentosa, with a few mishaps here and there. For one, I got rather fed up with answering the question "who's going" over and over again on sms. In any case, I had my kunch a little late, thus I got that 30 mins after the 12 o'clock situpulated meeting time. Which was just as well, as expected, most of them were late, especially alina (very expected). Shiming was complaining about how was at harbourfront at 1150h. While we waited for the others, we played bridge as we waited the rain out. In the end, the people came, we went to harbourfront centre for lunch, and the girls bought a cake and we creamed birthday boy boon kwan. Yangqi and keng piang was quite cunning because they gave bk a cup of cream to put on the cake, and when he laid down his defences, they took another cup of cream and did their worst. I was trying to convince al about the merits of counterstrike and GTA: Vice City.
The sky finalyl cleared and we took a bus over to the island, playing bridge along the way. We got to siloso beach, played a bit of football, before we threw bk into a hole dug by the girls and buried him, and tau poked him. Then we washed the sand off him by throwing him into the sea. How fun. I was the second one to go in. Fortunately I was prepared for that.
We then played a bit of water polo, then yq threw my shirt on a high rock, and when we finally got it back after some difficulty, we punished him by chucking him into the sea. As crystal puts it, we just took turns to throw each other into the sea. The guys that is. We also buried boon seer's slippers, who then spent 10 minutes looking for them. Quite amusing.
Finally, we rented some bikes and cycled along the beach, both siloso and palawan. Kp is a danger on the road, I must say, he had 4 near collisions and shiming nearly killed a lizard by running it over.
The girls had to return their bikes earlier as they rented them earlier, thus the guys just went a few more rounds before returning them and going to bathe. We found the girls looking at turtles outside underwater world and getting temporary tattoos. Finally we got a bus and went back to mainland. Bought G1 #3, Jetfire looks real cool in the comic, Bumblebee gets the Rodimus treatment (like i care), and the return of omega supreme. Finally. As usual cannot wait for #4.
Friday was quite stone for me. But, if you are a regular reader of my blog, you would know I have very, and i mean very, weird dreams, especially so if they are the lucid type. I had a really weird dream that night, real off the charts material. I'll try to recall it here.
First of all, I vaguely remember that I was having soemthing like o-prep in school, until someone called me to buy some stuff needed for something. Then somehow, kp myself and winston boarded a blue car and kp was driving. Damm weird. We reached a people's park-esque shopping centre, and we parked in a multi-storey carpark. After we got what we came for, (this part is rather hazy), we wanted to leave, but we felt small earth shakes, and somehow or another I found out a T-Rex was outside the shopping centre's carpark. We had to leave by the back door in order to avoid the dinosaur. It does not end there though, we went to a prison and to a cell with energy bars, and a bald headed guy was talking some nonsense about his pet T-Rex being unleashed from this cell. Inside with him was, bizzarely enough, jolin tsai, taiwanese popstar for the ignorant, and suddenly I was talking to her, eating a pack of potato chips (the orange packet type). She was lamenting that she was very lonely, then I suddenly grabbed her hands with my soiled hands, proposing to her. Uber-weirdness... At this part it got too weird for me so I woke up. Anyone knows what all that meant?
Anyways, got up, found out there is practically nothing to do at home, no games nothing. Chatted with al for a while, then had lunch and decided to continue my ill fated quest for transformers: anhilation book. Found nothing in both borders and kinokuniya, proceeded to cineleisure wanting to play time crisis again, then met up with edwin, junseng, alvin and mogilan.
We stoned in burger king talking cock as usual, ("small talk with alvin") listening to mogilan's outtakes, and eventually I grew to tire of their interogation, and we made our way to the arcade, where I teamed with alvin on time crisis 2. He took a few bullets for me (haha), We got all the way to the final boss, forgot that you have to shoot the wings of the satellites first, in the end died due to time, an embarassing first. We then parted ways, not after I koped mogilan's sticker when he donated 10 cents to some charity. Muhahaha...
Well, that was a very nice and somewhat relaxing 2 days. Still have to do some work though, I'll try to do some tommorrow. Anyways, although I thought she was weird at first, but al's mail made some sense, the time we have as a class is not getting any longer, we have only half a year left. I wish I could I reproduce her mail here, but I fear a whacking so I shall refrain. Sure, the guys, especially the gang of four can really irritate the hell out of anyone, but hey, guys will be guys, and like I've got to learn how to compromise for the girls, they have done so too, albeit to a lesser and more grudging extent.
What a super long entry. I think this will do for sometime. After this short rest it's full throttle again. And med fac is pulling a few rabbits out of our yellow hat, med fac people look forward to that. Coming to a lecture theatre near you.
Anyways, at the end of the day (voted worst cliche, used all the time by footballers and managers on the EPL highlights show), I go to sleep.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Sunday, March 21, 2004
Cry me a river
Hello hello, here I stand, at the brink of my common tests, looking back on a week that bordered on the fruitful and wasted.
Spent a good part of yesterday afternoon watching the majestic, the movie starring jim carrey, about a guy who loses his memory and is mistaken to be a war hero in a small town. It was a very run-of-the-mill emotional movie about how a jaded guy finds himself again, but somehow it struck a chord in me.
When jim carrey eventually regains his memory and finds out he is supposed to stand trial for his alleged communist activities, (the movie was set in the 1920s), he reminds the judges that the first ammendment, where everyone has the right ot be who he wants, freedom of choice, he also says, good people, like the war hero he unwittingly impersonated, fought and died to preserve the first ammendment, and they deserve better.
It reminds me of the fact sometimes we lose sight of what we really want to be. Jim carrey's character had a choice to admit his "guilt" and make all his problems go away, but yet he chose to stand up for a cause. He drew a line he refused to cross. He did what he thought was right. Most importantly, he had the conviction to see it through.
Away from the "that's hollywood milking the audience for all their worth" cynicism, I see that conviction lackign greatly in school, society, hell even me.
"You stand up for a cuase and you get mowed down." I quote jim carrey's character. How true yet sad. I've stood up for a few lost causes before, and they remained lost and I got frustrated. And the actions of those involved dampen the desire for me to try again. Sometimes I feel like just letting it out and give up without a fight.
Sighz, sad yet true. How many of us have really stood up for a cause and fought for it, till the end, against bureacracy, against the people who set the rules?
I should stop ranting and get back to chem. I don't want to get mowed down again. I worry for my testimonial.
Hello hello, here I stand, at the brink of my common tests, looking back on a week that bordered on the fruitful and wasted.
Spent a good part of yesterday afternoon watching the majestic, the movie starring jim carrey, about a guy who loses his memory and is mistaken to be a war hero in a small town. It was a very run-of-the-mill emotional movie about how a jaded guy finds himself again, but somehow it struck a chord in me.
When jim carrey eventually regains his memory and finds out he is supposed to stand trial for his alleged communist activities, (the movie was set in the 1920s), he reminds the judges that the first ammendment, where everyone has the right ot be who he wants, freedom of choice, he also says, good people, like the war hero he unwittingly impersonated, fought and died to preserve the first ammendment, and they deserve better.
It reminds me of the fact sometimes we lose sight of what we really want to be. Jim carrey's character had a choice to admit his "guilt" and make all his problems go away, but yet he chose to stand up for a cause. He drew a line he refused to cross. He did what he thought was right. Most importantly, he had the conviction to see it through.
Away from the "that's hollywood milking the audience for all their worth" cynicism, I see that conviction lackign greatly in school, society, hell even me.
"You stand up for a cuase and you get mowed down." I quote jim carrey's character. How true yet sad. I've stood up for a few lost causes before, and they remained lost and I got frustrated. And the actions of those involved dampen the desire for me to try again. Sometimes I feel like just letting it out and give up without a fight.
Sighz, sad yet true. How many of us have really stood up for a cause and fought for it, till the end, against bureacracy, against the people who set the rules?
I should stop ranting and get back to chem. I don't want to get mowed down again. I worry for my testimonial.
Saturday, March 20, 2004
You are a white dragon, pure and noble, you would
help humans if they desprately need you. YOu
are kind and wise with a heart of gold.
Which Dragon resides in your soul? (cool pictures!)
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Friday, March 19, 2004
I Tried To Climb A Mountain Today
I tried to climb the mountain today.
As I inched my way up the path, I felt overwhelmed, so I had to turn back.
I tried to climb the mountain today.
On my journey, darkness started to fall, and I was full of fear, so I had to return to a safe place.
I was ready to climb the mountain today.
But it was so hot outside, I thought I better stay in my nice air-conditioned house and rest up for tomorrow's attempt.
I was about to climb the mountain today.
But I had so many other things to do, so instead of climbing the mountain I took care of much more important tasks. I washed my car, mowed the grass and watched the big game. Today the mountain will just have to wait.
I was going to climb the mountain today. But as I stared at the mountain in its majestic beauty, I knew I stood no chance of making it to the top, so I figured why even bother trying.
I have forgotten about climbing the mountain today; until a friend came by and asked me what I was up to lately. I told him I was thinking about climbing that mountain some day. I went on and on about how I was going to accomplish this task. Finally, he said, "I just got back from climbing the mountain. For the longest time I told myself I was trying to climb the mountain but never made any progress. I almost let the dream of making it to the top die. I came up with every excuse of why I could not make it up the mountain, but never once did I give myself a reason why I could. One day as I stared at the mountain and pondered, I realized that if I didn't make an attempt at this dream all my dreams will eventually die."
"The next morning, I started my climb." He continued, "It was not easy, and at times I wanted to quit. But no matter what I faced, I placed one foot in front of the other, keeping a steady pace. When the wind tried to blow me over the edge, I kept walking. When the voices inside my head screamed 'Stop!' I focused on my goal never letting it out of sight, and I kept moving forward. At times, I was ready to quit, but I knew I had come too far. Time and time again, I reassured
myself that I was going to finish this journey. I struggled to make it to the top, but I climbed the mountain!"
"I have to be going," my friend said. "Tomorrow is a new day to accomplish more dreams. By the way, what are you going to do tomorrow?" I looked at him, with intensity and confidence in my eyes, and said, "I have a mountain to climb."
Credit to shuwei. Now for that mountain...
I tried to climb the mountain today.
As I inched my way up the path, I felt overwhelmed, so I had to turn back.
I tried to climb the mountain today.
On my journey, darkness started to fall, and I was full of fear, so I had to return to a safe place.
I was ready to climb the mountain today.
But it was so hot outside, I thought I better stay in my nice air-conditioned house and rest up for tomorrow's attempt.
I was about to climb the mountain today.
But I had so many other things to do, so instead of climbing the mountain I took care of much more important tasks. I washed my car, mowed the grass and watched the big game. Today the mountain will just have to wait.
I was going to climb the mountain today. But as I stared at the mountain in its majestic beauty, I knew I stood no chance of making it to the top, so I figured why even bother trying.
I have forgotten about climbing the mountain today; until a friend came by and asked me what I was up to lately. I told him I was thinking about climbing that mountain some day. I went on and on about how I was going to accomplish this task. Finally, he said, "I just got back from climbing the mountain. For the longest time I told myself I was trying to climb the mountain but never made any progress. I almost let the dream of making it to the top die. I came up with every excuse of why I could not make it up the mountain, but never once did I give myself a reason why I could. One day as I stared at the mountain and pondered, I realized that if I didn't make an attempt at this dream all my dreams will eventually die."
"The next morning, I started my climb." He continued, "It was not easy, and at times I wanted to quit. But no matter what I faced, I placed one foot in front of the other, keeping a steady pace. When the wind tried to blow me over the edge, I kept walking. When the voices inside my head screamed 'Stop!' I focused on my goal never letting it out of sight, and I kept moving forward. At times, I was ready to quit, but I knew I had come too far. Time and time again, I reassured
myself that I was going to finish this journey. I struggled to make it to the top, but I climbed the mountain!"
"I have to be going," my friend said. "Tomorrow is a new day to accomplish more dreams. By the way, what are you going to do tomorrow?" I looked at him, with intensity and confidence in my eyes, and said, "I have a mountain to climb."
Credit to shuwei. Now for that mountain...
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
If you see me online, I should be mugging
Yes indeed.
Holidays, if they can be called that, have started, but I'm spending most of my waking time studying. Sighz, I've given up on complaining about having to study.
Some isolated incidents worthy of mention that brightened up my otherwise grey days of benzene rings, KMnO4, phenols and what nots.
Murugan went in search of me in the heartlands of woodlands while I was taking sec1s on jobweek.
Murugan was showing off his polyphonic ringtones on his archaic handphone.
Ate lunch with him and JS in Siam Kitchen.
Had dim sum lunch with family on sunday.
Tasted mum's great brownies.
Watched Man Utd go down 4-1. Sigh.
Monday went to visit SUTC.
8 more days.
Like what was said in the dialogue session, what do we have to look forward to?
Common test.
Jolly.
Yes indeed.
Holidays, if they can be called that, have started, but I'm spending most of my waking time studying. Sighz, I've given up on complaining about having to study.
Some isolated incidents worthy of mention that brightened up my otherwise grey days of benzene rings, KMnO4, phenols and what nots.
Murugan went in search of me in the heartlands of woodlands while I was taking sec1s on jobweek.
Murugan was showing off his polyphonic ringtones on his archaic handphone.
Ate lunch with him and JS in Siam Kitchen.
Had dim sum lunch with family on sunday.
Tasted mum's great brownies.
Watched Man Utd go down 4-1. Sigh.
Monday went to visit SUTC.
8 more days.
Like what was said in the dialogue session, what do we have to look forward to?
Common test.
Jolly.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Work, work
The title says it all. I'm gearing towards the common test in like 10 days.
GP common test was quite fine I guess, with fingers crossed I hope I can get an A1 or 2.
Messed up maths test, as expected.
Dialogue session went as how as I expected it.
Got stuck in the rain.
Random sentences to describe my day.
How was yours?
The title says it all. I'm gearing towards the common test in like 10 days.
GP common test was quite fine I guess, with fingers crossed I hope I can get an A1 or 2.
Messed up maths test, as expected.
Dialogue session went as how as I expected it.
Got stuck in the rain.
Random sentences to describe my day.
How was yours?
Monday, March 08, 2004
Insightful commentary
Came across really amusing and interesting articles on a fruitful monday spent surfing the net.
I must say whoever came up with this idea of a photo has a very good photographic sense. For the ignorant, this photo was used as a supplement to the article on whether people from neighbourhood schools should date people from the top schools. And yeah, the article is damm anti-raffles. Oh well...
2nd, this article about a radical plan to get teenagers to boost our flagging birth rate. It made me laugh, but after I thought it thru, it is scarily practical. Like mogilan said, logically sound, but violates every moral fibre of our society. But hey, the fact that mindsets can change is a very important point, therefore who knows? It could be coming to a future very near to us.
3rd, a set of 2 articles which mr sowden sent to the econs s yahoogroups. Here's an excerpt of the article.
The other day the Sun bestowed the title of "Britain's Laziest Woman" on Susan Moore of Burythorpe, North Yorkshire. Miss Moore had come to the paper's attention courtesy of its Shop-A-Sponger Hotline: as Alastair Taylor explained: "Super-sponger Susan, 34, has not done a day's work since dropping out of college in 1988." Despite receiving "Jobseeker's Allowance" for 16 years, she does not seek jobs, and never has. She was offered one by a supermarket, but it was five miles away so she wasn't interested. Ryedale Jobcentre put her on a "New Deal" course and, to make sure she attended, sent a taxi for her every morning. But one day the cab didn't show up, so Susan gave up
the course. She lives with her divorced mum, who's also on "Jobseeker's Allowance", though she hasn't sought a job since giving birth to Susan in 1969. Sportingly, the Sun offered Susan the chance to make a few quid manning the Shop-A-Sponger Hotline over the weekend, but she didn't fancy the disruption. "I shop on a Saturday," she said, "and on Sunday I sit at home and relax a bit."
Well, with people like her they give slackers like me a good name. Anyways, there is a counter argument as to why society needs slackers like her, which is allow another person have a job. I think that is great piece of bullshit, anyone who understands theory of income determination knows that a person working will have a trickle effect as she is contributing to the circular flow of income. However, maybe that is compensated in the G of AD, but i personally think there is some implicit multiplier somewhere.
The last one is the Malaysian wayang kulit, oops I mean elections. Hey, I thought the media circus of whether bush served in vietnam or not as a a response to kerry supporters challenge that the current president shriked war duty was bad, but this tops it. Only in Malaysia do you get opposition telling you that if you don't vote for them you'll go to hell. Oh well, like mum said, it is entertainment. Not far from the truth.
Damm....spent too much time reading useless articles when I should have been studying...
Came across really amusing and interesting articles on a fruitful monday spent surfing the net.
I must say whoever came up with this idea of a photo has a very good photographic sense. For the ignorant, this photo was used as a supplement to the article on whether people from neighbourhood schools should date people from the top schools. And yeah, the article is damm anti-raffles. Oh well...
2nd, this article about a radical plan to get teenagers to boost our flagging birth rate. It made me laugh, but after I thought it thru, it is scarily practical. Like mogilan said, logically sound, but violates every moral fibre of our society. But hey, the fact that mindsets can change is a very important point, therefore who knows? It could be coming to a future very near to us.
3rd, a set of 2 articles which mr sowden sent to the econs s yahoogroups. Here's an excerpt of the article.
The other day the Sun bestowed the title of "Britain's Laziest Woman" on Susan Moore of Burythorpe, North Yorkshire. Miss Moore had come to the paper's attention courtesy of its Shop-A-Sponger Hotline: as Alastair Taylor explained: "Super-sponger Susan, 34, has not done a day's work since dropping out of college in 1988." Despite receiving "Jobseeker's Allowance" for 16 years, she does not seek jobs, and never has. She was offered one by a supermarket, but it was five miles away so she wasn't interested. Ryedale Jobcentre put her on a "New Deal" course and, to make sure she attended, sent a taxi for her every morning. But one day the cab didn't show up, so Susan gave up
the course. She lives with her divorced mum, who's also on "Jobseeker's Allowance", though she hasn't sought a job since giving birth to Susan in 1969. Sportingly, the Sun offered Susan the chance to make a few quid manning the Shop-A-Sponger Hotline over the weekend, but she didn't fancy the disruption. "I shop on a Saturday," she said, "and on Sunday I sit at home and relax a bit."
Well, with people like her they give slackers like me a good name. Anyways, there is a counter argument as to why society needs slackers like her, which is allow another person have a job. I think that is great piece of bullshit, anyone who understands theory of income determination knows that a person working will have a trickle effect as she is contributing to the circular flow of income. However, maybe that is compensated in the G of AD, but i personally think there is some implicit multiplier somewhere.
The last one is the Malaysian wayang kulit, oops I mean elections. Hey, I thought the media circus of whether bush served in vietnam or not as a a response to kerry supporters challenge that the current president shriked war duty was bad, but this tops it. Only in Malaysia do you get opposition telling you that if you don't vote for them you'll go to hell. Oh well, like mum said, it is entertainment. Not far from the truth.
Damm....spent too much time reading useless articles when I should have been studying...
Sunday, March 07, 2004
Same old same old
Woah. Today was my best performance in competition, and it is my potential swansong. Won 2 out of 5 in pool, beat tse yang 15-9 in the 2nd round, then lost to the top seed in the 3rd round.
Oh ya, and after using tse yang's bf blade in the pool, I really really REALLY want to get a better blade...
Tommorrow will be a long day, thanks to mr tan's extra chem tutorial.
To the GC2004, hi hi, hope you guys will make jobweek and SUTC 2004 a great success! I'll be there.
Woah. Today was my best performance in competition, and it is my potential swansong. Won 2 out of 5 in pool, beat tse yang 15-9 in the 2nd round, then lost to the top seed in the 3rd round.
Oh ya, and after using tse yang's bf blade in the pool, I really really REALLY want to get a better blade...
Tommorrow will be a long day, thanks to mr tan's extra chem tutorial.
To the GC2004, hi hi, hope you guys will make jobweek and SUTC 2004 a great success! I'll be there.
Simple yet effective
Last 2 days been a bit incident filled, yet quiet at the same time.
Friday was another heatwave, tried to bend my newly repaired specs into shape when a sharp crack was heard. It turned out to be the death knell for my old warrior, who accompanied me in many a camp and exam. In any case, had to open a new set of contacts and was driven to school by dad due to the delay.
Chem prac was fun, doing organic chemistry stuff, got back my prac test, think i'm the lowest in class, 22.5. Sheesh. GP, got back a mock comprehension back, 36.5 upon 50, but crystal trumped that with a 42. Urgh. Always a few branches off the canopy.
The heatwave got worse, hiked up my pants for the absolutely boring econs tutorial. Finally got dismissed, went to the optician, chose a titanium frame for 95 bucks as my replacement frame, then went to lucky plaza to get a severe, and I mean severe haircut, to beat the stupid heatwave.
Saturday, trained, slept, mugged and then watched Man Utd get their act together and beat fulham 2-1. RVN as usual got the goals, flecther's best game in an united shirt.
Hiaz, so much still to be donw in terms of homework, and on top of that, still need to study for common test.
In a blinking of an eye, term 1 reaches an end. It started with me having a whale of a time, soaking up in j1 enthusiam for orientation, before crashing and burning in J2 ineptness, and now slowly rising like the proverbial phoenix to crash again soon. Just like a trade business cycle.
Sighz, lamenting is so nonsensical.
Last 2 days been a bit incident filled, yet quiet at the same time.
Friday was another heatwave, tried to bend my newly repaired specs into shape when a sharp crack was heard. It turned out to be the death knell for my old warrior, who accompanied me in many a camp and exam. In any case, had to open a new set of contacts and was driven to school by dad due to the delay.
Chem prac was fun, doing organic chemistry stuff, got back my prac test, think i'm the lowest in class, 22.5. Sheesh. GP, got back a mock comprehension back, 36.5 upon 50, but crystal trumped that with a 42. Urgh. Always a few branches off the canopy.
The heatwave got worse, hiked up my pants for the absolutely boring econs tutorial. Finally got dismissed, went to the optician, chose a titanium frame for 95 bucks as my replacement frame, then went to lucky plaza to get a severe, and I mean severe haircut, to beat the stupid heatwave.
Saturday, trained, slept, mugged and then watched Man Utd get their act together and beat fulham 2-1. RVN as usual got the goals, flecther's best game in an united shirt.
Hiaz, so much still to be donw in terms of homework, and on top of that, still need to study for common test.
In a blinking of an eye, term 1 reaches an end. It started with me having a whale of a time, soaking up in j1 enthusiam for orientation, before crashing and burning in J2 ineptness, and now slowly rising like the proverbial phoenix to crash again soon. Just like a trade business cycle.
Sighz, lamenting is so nonsensical.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
Only material comforts
Today was an interesting day, to say the least.
To cut a very long story short, woke up drenched in sweat, rushed to school under a heatwave, got my specs destroyed by a ball during soccer, left temporarily blind for maths lecture and chem tutorial, which caused me to get ribbed by mr tan when I had to go face to face with the blackboard to see. Got mum to send my old specs over, which prompted guffaws thanks to its oblongness, struggled with NMR, then listened to ms chew's amusing stories about cows, before trekking to chinatown again to fix my condemmed specs, picked up war and peace along the way home, and played megaman battle chip challenge.
Erm, where is the part where I did my homework?
P.S They are only material comforts...
Today was an interesting day, to say the least.
To cut a very long story short, woke up drenched in sweat, rushed to school under a heatwave, got my specs destroyed by a ball during soccer, left temporarily blind for maths lecture and chem tutorial, which caused me to get ribbed by mr tan when I had to go face to face with the blackboard to see. Got mum to send my old specs over, which prompted guffaws thanks to its oblongness, struggled with NMR, then listened to ms chew's amusing stories about cows, before trekking to chinatown again to fix my condemmed specs, picked up war and peace along the way home, and played megaman battle chip challenge.
Erm, where is the part where I did my homework?
P.S They are only material comforts...
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Of words unspoken
Sighz.
If I felt sian yesterday, I feel really down today.
No concrete reason why, just that I have this uneasy feeling around me.
Got 28.5/36 for chem. Sucks when you find out that most people got 30++.
Will surely flunk maths. Again.
Got whacked by ben tan today. For the ignorant, he is a national fencer and during the recent competition he was ranked 2nd or 3rd, while I was 36th.
Econs S assignment is causing me many grey or lost hairs.
Speaking of which, I need to cut my hair again.
Cross country won double gold, good for them.
Haiz.
Still looking for the root of my weariness.
Sighz.
If I felt sian yesterday, I feel really down today.
No concrete reason why, just that I have this uneasy feeling around me.
Got 28.5/36 for chem. Sucks when you find out that most people got 30++.
Will surely flunk maths. Again.
Got whacked by ben tan today. For the ignorant, he is a national fencer and during the recent competition he was ranked 2nd or 3rd, while I was 36th.
Econs S assignment is causing me many grey or lost hairs.
Speaking of which, I need to cut my hair again.
Cross country won double gold, good for them.
Haiz.
Still looking for the root of my weariness.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I refuse.
Every once in a while I would come to a very stupid conclusion about love. It hurts more than it makes people happy. Yet it is this crazy paradox, a person wanting it as much as hating it.
This may sound like a rant from someone extremely disillusioned, but the way things are in this world, like i like to always say, there just isn't enough happy endings to go around.
Oh well, they are just feelings after all. I can suppress them. I can learn to feel nothing, be a being devoid of emotion. Why let myself go through emotional trauma? Why let myself do irrational things like talk on the phone for 4 hours in the death of the night when the time could be spent better studying or sleeping? Why do stupid things like wait in school for 2 hours just to catch a glimpse of her before walking the different way home without even talking to her?
Indeed, why?
Sighz, isn't that the idea of love? You lose all sense of rationality. I may scoff at these people now, but put me in their shoes, chances are, an overwhelming majority would do the same.
Isn't love an indication dependancy problem? Like you're alone in the night and you want someone for company. Isn't that selfish? You're making use of someone to do this. Even if the other party is willing, both of you are just curling up, hiding away from the harshness of the world, seeking solace in each other instead of facing the world head on.
This world is harsh. We face the pressures of life everyday, and are constantly bombarded by love songs on the radio to twinge your heart.
And the fact that we are constantly looking for love is where we derive most hurt from. Eventually some people will recoil in fear on the mere mention of relationships.
I stare at the mass i typed out in slight amusement. Maybe it is just one of those days when I just get fed up with myself and tap away at the keyboard. Maybe tommorrow something good happens and I'm smiling again, feeling on cloud nine.
Ironic isn't it?
As I face the computer screen, mental fatigue fills me. Behind me are the mass of tutorials screaming silently to be completed, notes begging to be read and highlighted, the legacy of another disatrous maths test still linger at the back of the mind, training equipment yet to be packed, another soppy love song is playing on the radio, the singer's melancholic voice betrays a very emotionally weary person.
Love is something I cannot fanthom. I wish to live without it, yet in doing so I only wish for it further. It is my version of "so close, yet so far."
I feel so complicated inside that I cannot express it properly in words.
Sighz.
I guess there is no use rationalising the irrational.
Every once in a while I would come to a very stupid conclusion about love. It hurts more than it makes people happy. Yet it is this crazy paradox, a person wanting it as much as hating it.
This may sound like a rant from someone extremely disillusioned, but the way things are in this world, like i like to always say, there just isn't enough happy endings to go around.
Oh well, they are just feelings after all. I can suppress them. I can learn to feel nothing, be a being devoid of emotion. Why let myself go through emotional trauma? Why let myself do irrational things like talk on the phone for 4 hours in the death of the night when the time could be spent better studying or sleeping? Why do stupid things like wait in school for 2 hours just to catch a glimpse of her before walking the different way home without even talking to her?
Indeed, why?
Sighz, isn't that the idea of love? You lose all sense of rationality. I may scoff at these people now, but put me in their shoes, chances are, an overwhelming majority would do the same.
Isn't love an indication dependancy problem? Like you're alone in the night and you want someone for company. Isn't that selfish? You're making use of someone to do this. Even if the other party is willing, both of you are just curling up, hiding away from the harshness of the world, seeking solace in each other instead of facing the world head on.
This world is harsh. We face the pressures of life everyday, and are constantly bombarded by love songs on the radio to twinge your heart.
And the fact that we are constantly looking for love is where we derive most hurt from. Eventually some people will recoil in fear on the mere mention of relationships.
I stare at the mass i typed out in slight amusement. Maybe it is just one of those days when I just get fed up with myself and tap away at the keyboard. Maybe tommorrow something good happens and I'm smiling again, feeling on cloud nine.
Ironic isn't it?
As I face the computer screen, mental fatigue fills me. Behind me are the mass of tutorials screaming silently to be completed, notes begging to be read and highlighted, the legacy of another disatrous maths test still linger at the back of the mind, training equipment yet to be packed, another soppy love song is playing on the radio, the singer's melancholic voice betrays a very emotionally weary person.
Love is something I cannot fanthom. I wish to live without it, yet in doing so I only wish for it further. It is my version of "so close, yet so far."
I feel so complicated inside that I cannot express it properly in words.
Sighz.
I guess there is no use rationalising the irrational.
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