All in good time my friend
 
I've decided that if I want normal people to read my blog I have to cut down on cryptic posts or long sermons about the greatness of Transformers. Still, I can't help it if a bit of both sneak into my posts once in a while.
Well, attended various career talks, notably the law talk, where I more or less affirmed where I want to go for my further studies. Still, I can't help but feel it is now all so frighteningly close to the end of my school days, for the next two years at least.
A crappy thing is that grad night is on 5/12, which is in between the trip 01 is taking to pahang. Argh, oh well I'll deal with that later.
I guess this would be an appropriate time to take stock of life wouldn't it? After all after this nothing else happens other than just more mugging after mugging. I envy the J1s doing all the fun stuff I did last year, where school was just a means to the end of attending such activities. Haiz, my foil sits forlornly in the corner of the study room, untouched for weeks. Maybe after the A's I'll train intensively for a month then go try my luck in novices.
The Guys TM really help keep my sanity. My class can really go over the top at times and I'm usually miffed by their actions, especially when I'm having a particularly bad day. Just that I rather not express my frustration, never did any good to anyone. Anyway who cares, I've grown deaf to dumb comments.
At least still got the camaderie of the Guys TM to draw upon on. Yeah, only in shitty times do you know your real friends, as mog postulates. 
Really have no idea what to write. Something is plaguing my mind for a long time already, but I can't write about it here. Suffice to say I'll wake up from this dream soon, regardless the ending, sweet or sour or just plain bitter.  

Transform and Roll Out!
 
Well, for all the ignorant people, Dreamworks have confirmed they have accquired the rights to produce the Transformers live-action movie. Steven Spielberg will executive produce, Tom DeSanto of X-Men will direct. So far that's all the news we have, apart they will have a core cast of 7 on each side, and they will try (emphasis) to keep the original elements of the mythos. They began work immediately, slated for a summer 2006 release.
Personally, I'm super excited, as it the movie was specualted online for some time but it died down, I thought the project got cancelled, apparently not, thanks goodness. Now I hope they produce a decent movie that will gurantee sequels, but just try not change it totally until it loses the Transformers feel. Megatron cna be a tank, Soundwave a mp3 player or what not, just seeing them on the big screen would be good enough for me.
Still, I wish I could see the dinobots take on Devastator, I guess that would be for the sequels.
My choice for the core 7 would be Auotbots: Optimus Prime, Prowl, Jazz, Sideswipe, Ratchet, Ironhide, Bumblebee. Decepticons: Megatron, Starscream, Soundwave with Rumble Ravage Laserbeak, Skywarp, Thundercracker, Blitzwing, Astrotrain I guess.
Just realised that there are way more autobots than decepticons. Wonder why Prime just ordered a direct assault and won the war by season 1. Then later Decepticons had like 6 combiners to 3 autobot, and thus should have wiped the floor with them.
And yes the Decepticons had one of the coolest guys on their side, Sixshot the six-changer, took out the aerialbots with ease in Rebirth.
In any case, can't wait for the robots in disguise to hit the big screen!

Ghosts

Down that noisy walkway, there it was,
Jet black dark hair abound, more true than false.
Hollow eyesockets, a pale white dress,
Speaking in words dripped with distress.

Hand outreached, whisper it did,
Beckoning, coaxing, like I was a kid.
A faint impression of a smile curled,
Helpless, yet fascinated, head in a whirl.
 
Down the spine the chills went,
Rapid flushes of blood the heart sent.
Throat dry, voice unsteady,
To stare death’s messenger in the eye, I was not ready.

Coarse fingers wrapped around mine,
I hesitate, like on my debut crime,
Cold, clammy, yet, oddly welcoming,
Bizarrely, I wished feverishly for no ending.

Closer the pale face drew,
More defenseless I grew.
Eyes closed, hoping for it to end quickly,
In that crazy moment, I welcomed the ghost’s embrace happily.

Then it was gone, like a leaf in the wind,
The world swam back to what it should be.
The apparition disappeared, with perhaps a slight trace of a cryptic whisper,
Leaving me alive, like a diamond that has lost its lustre.

Return it will, to haunt me it shall always,
For only I can sense its being, its purpose, the games on my mind it plays.
When my own personal ghost finally claims me,
A smiling body without a soul, his end was, said she.

Ng Zhao Yang
12.56 a.m. 23/7/2004
To my ghost. Please stop haunting me.

Ghosts

I quote from a classmate's blog, "(for common tests) my half-formed stabs in the dark and found As out of them."
I must have gotten the leftovers then.
Hello electronic world again. I guess things do look a darker shade of grey now. Been trying to knuckle down and study, with varied success.
I think an emotional inertia has come over me. It's weird in a way, as it now really seems to me that I am actually going through the motions, when I always have done so. Maybe my brain has finally caught up with what my body has been doing all this time. My life now has a routine, swimming on sunday and OC on thursday, interjected with school and mugging.
Maybe another cause of my inertia could be due to my hauntings. For the uninitiated, there is a ghost haunting RJC. It sucks the soul of a person on visual contact with it, the sound it makes sends chills down one's spine, yet it has this crazy allure, the cold and clammy feeling making its victim unconsciously seek it, to torture himself in the most twisted of ways.
I don't know how many people can see this ghost. They say it takes various forms, each unique to each person. And there are some who cannot see the ghost, but can sense its demented presence, some even yearn for its diseased touch, some shun the ghost and fear it, for it would render them weak, and eventually tear the person apart from within, leaving nothing but a mess of crimson red.
It seems my ghost is growing stronger. I can't seem to combat it, with every appearance in the walkways, canteen, with every harsh whisper that i hear, for every homocidal action it does, I grow weaker, more susceptible to its control. If I do not get a grip on myself, it would surely destroy me from within.
Ghosts that grip you and never let go.
I need to save myself before I lose myself. 
I never believed in ghosts until now.

Boat reach bridge auto straight
 
Someone taught me that. It may be some crude translation, but the way the person said it will be the reason why I remember it.
Went for brendan's (my 2nd youngest brother) band concert. It was nice as usual, in the end the pieces made me accept that 10 bucks was a good value for it. And somehow I predicted they would play the spider-man theme. No wonder he was so nonchalant when I played buble's version.
Also, something I noticed. Normally, ri events would have more guys than girls, but sitting early in the third row from the front (thanks to my kiasu parents and grandparents. "Must get good seat so we can see your brother!"), I can't noticing that the ratio is equalled out. To say anymore would incriminate me.
After talking to edwin, I guess I know too little.
Last thought for the day. "Caught the Summer-flu? Need some Anna-biotics?" Man what would I give to have his problems.

She Will Be Loved

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

The constants in my life

For starters, Crystal will do blindingly well in anything that has a semblance of a test or exam or quiz. I have emprical evidence to prove this. Any deviation from the trend of excellence is just a fluke.
The countdown begins. 7 weeks and decreasing. Urge to mug: Minimal. Attitude: Lazy. Course of action: Suicidal. Result: Unfufiled potential.
Speaking of which, G1 #6 was a flat in my opinion. Jetfire blabs a lot about Sunstorm, how he is some fusion bomb waiting to go off etc, but I couldn't really get the mumbo-jumbo. In any case, Sunstorm gets up like the Terminator again after being blasted by Starscream's null rays, but starts to disintegrate due to the interference of the gunk he fell into. He goes mad, and eventually jetfire dukes it out in midair with him, before grabbing him and flying off into space where along with Sunstorm he gets blasted to bits. In other words, Jetfire bought it. But first rule of comics, if we don't see a body, he's not dead. And with the relatively immortal transformers, their death is about as final as day of our lives. Well, at least this story arc made me like Jetfire, but the story has more holes than swiss cheese so i hope they resolve it soon. Anyway next we have the badass Sideswipe and Sunstreaker vs the Insecticons. Let the squishing begin.
Oh yah, and apparently Chee Keong told me that people actually complain that I write about transformers here and it pisses them off. Hmm, I wonder if it ever occured to them this is my blog, and they are not forced to read what I write. Besides, surely you do not begrudge me the opportunity to let off my fanboy-ism here, rather than let it bottle in me and fester until I start spouting lines like "one shall stand, one shall fall" while playing tennis or pool, or worse, bringing a saturn like object into an exam hall and start trying to open it while shouting "now, light our darkest hour!"
Gee, lay off me will ya? Everyone has a hobby, mine is just more unusual.
Anyway, once the live action movie comes out, there will be more people jumping on the transformers bandwagon, and those "fans" who won't know their skywarp from thundercracker will get the full blast from me. Just like those people who panned the Spider-Man movie just because there was not much action. Once again, no respect for the material.
Like I always said, there is just this allure of transforming robots. In addition to that, here is a civil war with a limited number of soliders, each of them having a very distinct personality. The complexities of the issues go far beyond giant robots smasing each other silly.
Anyway, I've gotten immune to all the stuff thrown at me. All I can say is, Happy 20th Anniversary Transformers, it's been a long haul but it's still going strong. May we have more enthralling storylines.
Just a random thought: Maybe it'll be nice to name my future son Optimus. Haha. If my future wife would let me.
I guess to escape this world where every day is just another carbon copy of another, it's nice to have some little distractions to make it worth looking forward to tommorrow.

Moral of the day

From the OC: If somehow, on Thanksgiving, the two girls that you like, one of which is your supposedly best friend and lab partner, the other the girl you have rabidly wooing for some time but has always resisted your advances, end up in your house, one in the poolhouse, one in your room, and you start making out with both of them, for the love of a higher being, choose one girl quickly before they congregate in the kitchen, exchanging evil glares with you in the centre saying things like "I kissed you!"
Couldn't stop laughing my head off. In any case I'll just take anna. Haha. Man, rather than problems like "What is the appopriate role for the central bank today?" can't I have his problems? I promise I'll try not to screw up as much as my econs s essay.
Yeah... decadent american shows. If my father watched it with me he'll probably have a coronary and start explaining to me why what seth is doing is wrong and you must be faithful etc etc etc.
Thanks carol for recommending the OC to me! At least now I have something to look forward to on thursday nights...

This is a story that is not worth telling



Lampooning the frequency spidey loses his mask in the newest film.
Well, just to share some random thoughts for today. I think one can learn more from 1 episode of CSI or the practice than in 1 hour of econs tutorials. CSI is chock full of facts, which you can just pick up as it is all bite sized and somehow irrelevant information gets stuck in my brain easier than how effective monetary policy can be. Shall go out with a whimper tommorrow due to the lack of studying for the econs s common test.
As for the practice, they challenge your concept of morals. Fundamentally justice must be administered using a system, otherwise there would anarchy. Without a proper system, where a person is innocent until proven guilty, and it msut be proven beyond any reasonable doubt, no matter how terrible the crime, no matter how obvious the person was the one who committed all those crimes, he must be proven guilty, beyond reasonable doubt. Otherwise, as I quote, "the only thing in the future between us and a prison cell, is an accusing finger pointed by a child who has a history of lying." Justice is many things but fair. Better to let a guilty man go free than convict an innocent man. Any system is inherently flawed, and the judiciary is no different.
Spidey still stays in my mind. Like many have said, he is the hero whom we can all relate to, he could be anyone of us, struggling with school, money, love and other assorted problems, plus a great burden. A burden of guilt that weighs heavily over him. Haven't we all been there like that before? Being pushed on to do something as you're racked with guilt? Being unable to say what you want to the girl you like? Feeling absolutely crappy as everyone else is having it good while you're not? Feeling torn apart by all the responsibilites pulling you in many directions? There's a spidey in all of us. He is arguably the most "human" of superheroes, like he said, if you punch me I bleed. He can represent the best and worst of us, the resistance to wallowing self pity and to seize the situation by the scruff of the neck and change it for the better, or to run away and not confront the problem. I guess that's why he is still so immensely popular in this day and age, 30 years on after his creation.
Been brooding over the return of school. The mother of all exams loom real and large now. I guess this is the beginning of the end. Funny how short these 2 years were. Wide eyed I was then; perhaps a better word would be dumber. Things turned out ok I guess.
Final note: Why is it many people want to skip prom nite? Granted it may end up being an affair overshadowed by more prominent characters, but that's their problem, who cares? I'll just take it as my last day in RJC. Perhaps we can have a guys table again, but whether we can fill it is another thing, a few already are koped by other people haha...

Effervesence observed

Well well, I come to you when the tide has turned itself inside out. Common tests are over, so did the holidays that came with it.
In retrospect, the papers were doable, just that some of the concepts that i studied were rusty and i had to derive them out on the spot, which wasted precious time. Also the trademark nervousness manifested itself as my stomach sommersaulted many a night, causing me to almost doze off in the middle of the bio paper.
What happened after the papers deserves more column inches i think. Thursday, spidey filled my mind the whole of last night and that morning, found it hard ot concentrate on kinetics. Anyway, went to lido to watch, and thanks to crystal and al who went ahead first to buy tickets for us we managed to snag good seats, but later at 1330. We stoned in a food court, talking cock to winston who complained to no end about his lousy food. After that, we splintered, the girls went to shop, some of the guys went to pool and I decided to go home and change itstead of going on yangqi's trip to marriott hotel to sit in the lobby. Got home, bathed, packed some chips for the class and got to lido. The show was a blast, although I felt that the slow scenes dragged it downa bit, but they were a necessary evil, as the small events seem to build up to that final confrontation. And yes he did take off his mask too much.
However, what pissed me off was some people having no respect for the material, only wanting spidey to beat up anything. They should just go watch a governator movie, and rent the dvds and enjoy them away from other people. Sheesh. Apart from that, enjoyed picking out all the easter eggs and in-jokes that other people didn't get. "Go get 'em , tiger." indeed.
After that, went to pool with singyong cheryl yangqi kengpiang and winston. It was my first time, I sorta used my carrom skills to judge the trajectory and spin, and more or less got the hang of the game, under the tutelage of sy who is always willing to explain how to play games. He taught me mahjong the last time during the chalet.
Got home played a bit of MMBN4, slept late, the life..
Next day, went for class sentosa outing. A bit machamed, cos no one bothered to message back any negative or positive reponses. In the end, I didnt go at the situpulated time, came only on the insistence of kp that "half the class is here!". Evidently his maths needs revising as they were only cheryl kp bk yq winston, more quarter than half. In any case, we went to siloso beach, met 3A there, played beach football, practised headers, bk and yq oogled, soaked in the sea talking cock, dinner at the seah im food centre, with kp grossly chewing on a straw. Went home by train, talked some nonsense that doesn't seem right now. Another case of me not shutting up when I should. What do you say to someone who is so mysterious?
Sat was a lazy day, played MMBN4, went for dinner at the glutton's square, had to fight through teeming crowds for the food, and avoid being noticed by geraldine chong. The food was good in any case, and mouth-watering (pun intended) possibilities of finally getting a good supper filled my mind.
Sunday also passed with minimal incident, till the night I made my way to don's house to watch the final of euro 2004. Along the way i read the spider-man book, at jurong east went yengyong, talked to her a while until she got off at laskeside, met the guys at boon lay. Checked out alvin's cool wallet, a gold and green box the side of a pda. The bunch of us hiked to don's house as we didn't want to squeeze on the bus. Once there, we had a lively debate on what dvd to watch before the match. Alvin suggested shanghai knights, as fann wong is in it. Vetoed instantly. In the end, we settled for the return of the king, as alvin was here.
Halfway through the movie, don gave us some leftover curry, which seng fab annd I started to mop up. Then alvin and kenneth the musou kings splintered to play some LOTR game which resembled dynasty warriors, and didn't stop till the match ended around 5. It was amusing, to say the least, to hear the 2 of them shout random stupid nonsense. Fabian got a video of them doing that.
Finished the curry, then settled down to watch the last part of ROTK. Fabian was making stupid spider-man commentsd about shelob, some the rest fell asleep. Once the movie ended, don showed us this clip which he claimed to be very scary. He even turned off the lights to add to the atmosphere. Then, as alvin puts it, "what's so scary about that?" Still girls in red dresses popping out of a lift from nowhere ranks high on my scare meter, only that she was made of pixels.
The match started, and it was really lacklustre, the only person who was happy with the result was seng as the underdog won. Sheesh. Briefly I found kenneth's and alvin's digital exploits more interesting than the match.
After the match, we tried to sleep, but fabian and don flash banged everyone with their cameras. In the end I got no sleep thanks to the endless commotion, and we left at 6 in the morning, trudging groggily to the MRT station. Went home by 0715, bathed then crashed till lunch, then crashed again in the afternoon.
Now for the final lap, gotta go for my second wind...

Hold On

You tried so hard to be someone
That forgot who you are

You tried to fill some emptiness
Till all you had spilled over

Now everything’s so far away
That you don’t know where are
You are

(Chorus)
When all that you wanted
When all that you had don’t seem so much
For you to hold onto
For you to hold onto

For you to belong to


When it’s hard to be yourself
It’s not to be someone else

Still everything’s so far away
That you forget where you are
You are

(Chorus)
When all that you wanted
When all that you had don’t seem so much
For you to hold onto
For you to hold onto

Hold on [4x]

Hold on [4x]

(Chorus)
When all that you wanted
When all that you had don’t seem so much
For you to hold onto
For you to hold onto
For you to hold onto

For you to belong to

How to make a ngzhaoyang

Ingredients: 1 part friendliness 3 parts self-sufficiency 1 part joy

Method: Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little sadness if desired!

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a little sadness?

Let die the woman you love, or suffer the innocent children?

New layout, made by a singaporean! I like it, even though I tweaked it a bit.
Spider-Man 2 is opening soon... Can't really be excited as I'll be having CTs... Sighz...
I hope I don't do too badly for this CT. Trying to get the fact that crystal got full marks for SAT II out of my head. Like I'm already under enough stress. Can never seem to focus and study, wasting numerous hours in front of the computer...
Oh well, we'll see after I return on thursday. Battle network 4 is out tomorrow, must resist temptation to play. Hopefully I'll get Cs for the majority of the subjects. At least that's a platform for improvement. No 3Ds this time around please, and hopefully my maths miracle can sustain itself.
Euro is exciting. The big seeds are dropping like nine pins. I guess there is some romance in that, but more or less I am not surprised by some results. Either portugal or spain had to go from the group stage thanks to the imprudent greek, so it was spain in the end. Germany, thank goodness, it is a relief to see them gone. Negative football is the bane of any fan who wakes up at 0245h to watch a match. Same goes for italy, what with totti's throaty antics and del piero's impotency, their cries of match fixing are ridculous. England lost rooney and lost the plot, so bye bye. Poor scholes, nevilles and butt, who didn't even play a match. Besides the england is rather crappy and overhyped, too one-dimensional and heavily reliant on rooney. France, due to the virtue of having some many arsenal players in their ranks, deserve to be dumped out ignominously. Seriously, a cocky team (read: arsenal 2003) wins nothing but boos. I'm tipping the czechs, this time stronger than before the tourney, but judging from the events of the past few weeks the unexpected seems to happen all the time, i rather leave the crystal ball gazing to the so-called experts and enjoy the football instead.
I guess this is it. The time where we are forced to take a stand, mug hard and overcome the dangers ahead. Sigh. At least a lucky break in the form of 2 year NS came my way. Hey, I will just keep plugging away, doing my best, making sure I live to die another day.
"I believe there's a hero in all of us...
Gives us strength, makes us noble...
Even though sometimes we have to give up the thing we want the most..."

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Gifts and Curses

A very nice song from the spider-man 2 soundtrack, good rocking tune. Depicts the plight peter parker is in quite well. In any case, common tests are coming up and I'm occupying myself with counting down to spider-man 2 and battle network 4 and watching euro instead of putting in hours of mugging. A case of screwed up priorities i know, but I think I'm 50% there, so I'm going to get only 50% of the marks. Jolly. In any case, go enjoy the song, good music helps to destress.

Yellowcard - Gifts and Curses

Mary belongs to the words of a song.
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her.
But she will not wait for me, anymore, anymore.
Why did I say all those things before? I was sure.

(She is the one), but I have a purpose,
(she is the one), and I have to fight this,
(she is the one), a villian I can't knock down.

I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
still I will always fight on for you.

Mary's alive in the bright New York sky,
the city lights shine for her, above them I cry for her.
Everything's small on the ground below, down below.
What if I fall, then where would I go, would she know?

(She is the one), all that I wanted,
(she is the one), and I will be haunted,
(she is the one), this gift is my curse for now.

I see your face with every punch I take,
and every bone I break, it's all for you.
And my worst pains are words I cannot say,
Still I will always fight on for you. Fight on for you ....

John Cleese would be proud

DEMOLISHOR: "What did you do to Tidal Wave??"
MIRAGE: "Allow me to answer that. You see, my former comrade, in this new form, my mental functions are not nearly so divided. As such, I am afforded the ability to focus my intellect at a loftier level. You might say the diminutiveness and brobdignagian nature of my mind and body, respectively, have reversed themselves. Quite the metamorphosis, what?"
DEMOLISHOR:"Huh? I don't get it."
MIRAGE: "Nor would I expect you to, you knuckle-dragging halfwit."

Makes me laugh, it does. Sorry for the transformers in-joke.

Seems that the light you were following was not bright enough

Random thoughts of the week:
1) Finally watched harry potter. Liked the better pace, mood and feel, but it may be a step too fast for the series. Anyway, still don't like the time travel plot resolver, and the odd feeling why do they build sirius black up so much to be a very bad guy when we all know he is just misunderstood. Still, looking forward to the 4th movie, wonder who'll play cho chang, or even whether she will be in the movie.
2) Bought transformers #5, a better issue than #4, some holes in the plot are filled, but still we're only slowing inching towards a conclusion, so I hope #6 will not be a rush job. Great art, starscream was real badass, but we get no mention of the orion and the captured warpath and bumper.
3) Songs I really want:
- Real emotion, 100 words by jade from sweetbox, full versions, not the soundtrack cut down versions
- Rockman EXE Axess theme, full version
- Pompeii by E.S Posthumus, full version
If I remember the rest I'll put them down. Kind souls please help me!
4) Think about this. Wayne Rooney is around our age, and he's playing for England scoring goals for fun and showing defenders older than him no respect, while we're stuck studying for common tests. Bah. I bet rooney doesn't even know how to differentiate x. That's a thought.

I had a dream

Wonder if any of you had a dream, and you just didn't want to wake up from it?
I had one this morning, and I really didn't want to get up.
In it the ultimate impossible thing happened to me, so much so the dream felt real. Maybe it was just me wanting it to be real, normally I would know that I'm dreaming eventually and wake up, but this time it was different. I wanted it to go on and on, despite the fact the dream got more and more ludicious, and it got more and more apparent that it was a dream, but still I wanted to dream.
Maybe it is just a manifestation of those pent up emotions and desires hidden within me, denied even by my own consciousness.
Sighz. Like they say, desires are empty. As much as I want to dream, I woke up in the end. And all memory of that sweet dream faded away rapidly. Why pursue impossible desires and chase the uncatchable? Why, indeed? Why did the dream appear out of the blue? To remind me of my joke of a facade, telling me to ditch my cavalier attitude, and feel the dirt like everyone else, to not let these emotions bottle up inside me?
Before my heck-the-world attitude returns, I think this song is rather appropriate for now.

"If You're Not The One"

If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all

I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with

I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?

I don’t know why you’re so far away
But I know that this much is true
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life

I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?

‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right
And though I can’t be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side

Resolutions are made to be broken when the right temptation comes along

Been away from here for quite some time already... Little excitement nowadays, thanks to the pressures of the looming CTs and A's.
Last monday, went to andrew road to watch the jolin mini-concert. Andrew road is damm long, i just have to say that. Found out how cheapsakte fliming can be, they actually flim the clapping first so they can add in the clapping later. Anyway jolin looks better in real life than on paper, and she was quite good-natured, bantering with the audience, even when they cut the song halfway she was doing a humorous wrecked player sound.
Last friday went back to RI for AC, went to bishan earlier intending to play time crisis, found out they got rid of the arcade at j8. Bought some tidbits for Owl, then went to RI, played football, what started out as a purely 01 game became a emasse of ex-RIPB and anyone that wanted to play. In the end I had to get out early, as I was bushed. The stupid vending machine ate my $, then went and walked around the campsite, tried to influence judges, sat in the sec 4 meeting, and when night fell we just walked around the campsite, talking the usual cock stuff, then finally announcing the inter patrol results for 2003, and we adjourned to the interchange macs for dinner at 10. As usual, the centre of attention for the ribbing, got home around 11 after a fun time just talking Guys TM cock.
Saturday was a bit hard mugging, as the plan was hatched to go to don's house to watch euro. Ate dinner at home, crab, before leaving the house at 8 to go for OG outing. Got lost 3 times, and thus got ribbed by serene. Just chatted a bit, we wandered around the esplanade, marina square area, until it was 10 and I left to go to don's house. Along the way I read the econs TYS, and met edwin and fabian there at the interchange, bought a meal of macs as I strangely found myself hungry, crammed on to the bus, argued over shoe leather cost with ed and fab, trooped over to don's house, not before waiting for murugan. Reaching there, we settled down to watch greece vs portugal. Ed put $5 on portugal, and after 6 mins his investment was gone and kenneth had a fun time GLing him throughout the whole match, what with his crotch thrusts and what nots.
The hilarious part was halfway through the first half, the 9 of us were engrossed on the match, then don who was sitting behind me, said, "zy, dont move, there's a cockroach behind you." I turned around, and sure enough there was one. Kenneth grew nervous and confessed he was scared of cockroaches and koped a magazine to defend himself. Don tried to grab it by the feelers and toss it away, but it ran away, and that's where all chaos broke out. Fabian and ed were standing on top of a couch, murugan and albert was hiding don't know where. Jim and don chased the cockroach around the room trying to slay it, kenneth was shouting at the cockroach, pong and I were laughing, till my sides hurt badly. It was simply too hilarious watching 9 guys, all scouts, who have braved greater dangers, and got scared by a kachua. Oh well, it was a good laugh, and in the end the not hum jim slayed the cockroach.
Ed los this money in the end, and we palyed mahjong before the next match, which ended up no one winning any match due to a lot of comedy, like me spoiling the game for the heck of it, and jim mistaking a 1 bamboo for an animal.
Watched the first half of the spain vs russia match, the lack of sleep was getting to us by then and don was muttering nonsense and everyone was spitting saliva over baraja. Half time we trooped out to the pertrol station to buy some stuff to eat, met up with a biker gang which fabian and kenneth attempted to provoke, back I played a bit of splinter cell before the time was 0530h I went to sleep in don's guest room. Slept for 3 hours, had to leave then, but not before making a return trip to grab my cd, which made me lose the rest and subsequently getting on the wrong bus. But get home I did, and slept a bit and went for dinner at tony roma's with the family. And yes, watched zidane's smash and grab, or should I say england's shooting themselves in the foot twice.
Tuesday and wednesday was faction camp, had to drag myself there, was attempting to wake up and get there by 8, and no one was there. Jolly. Helped with the dwelling game, was a station master, then had a med meeting, which comprised of 5 people. Lunch came and went, ended up in LT 3 hearing min li, kahli, hanyan talking cock about personality tests and tv shows... after that was the floorball contest, in truth I was bored to death, shiming came back from his parenting workshop dead beat, went to bathe in preparation for the night game, tied gazillion water bombs, ended up getting wet and shrinkled and threatened with being bombed from every corner. At about 11 I curled up on a chair and slept, before being awakened at 1230 to get ready for the game, I was supposed to roam around and catch people, but a lot of them, especially the arts fac people were extremely uncooperative. Anyways hon lyn and I were having fun time grabbing people for fun, by wrting "you are being kidnapped. keep quiet and follow me." on our phones and showing the potential captive. The finale was wet and a bit hard to go down, got one in the kisser, had to change my pants, and it all ended and I koped a pillow from the council room and slept in the J1 room. Next morning was a bit groggy, ate a bit of breakfast, helped out with the powder and the toothpaste game, was appalled by the methods the J1s have the guts to use to pass the toothpaste, using their noses etc.
For the final game, I was at the torture chamber, where hockboon was really having a go, I was more cavalier. In the end they got the corny all must unite together, and with 1 unite cheer we concluded. Bushwhacked, I packed my stuff, then got waylaid in the canteen by al, talked to her for a while, before I dragged myself home with sally's chem notes.
Been mugging hard for the last 2 days, trying to make up for lost time, tommorrow is the chem class, somehow completed the holiday exercise... 1 more week, let's get it started in here...

How To Install Love...

A call comes through on the customer service line.

Customer Service Rep: Yes, Ma'am, how can I help you today?

Customer: Well, after much consideration, I've decided to install love.
Can you guide me through the process?

CS Rep: Yes, I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?

Customer: Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready to install
now. What do I do first?

CS Rep: The first step is to open your HEART. Have you located your HEART
ma'am?

Customer: Yes I have, but there are several other programs running right
now. Is it okay to install while they are running?

CS Rep: What programs are running ma'am?

Customer: Let's see, I have PAST-HURT.EXE, LOW-ESTEEM.EXE, GRUDGE.EXE,
and RESENTMENT.COM running right now.

CS Rep: No problem. LOVE will gradually erase PAST-HURT.EXE from your
current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it
will no longer disrupt other programs. LOVE will eventually overwrite
LOW-ESTEEM.EXE with a module of its own called HIGH- ESTEEM.EXE. However,
you have to completely turn off GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM. Those
programs prevent LOVE from being properly installed. Can you turn those
off ma'am?

Customer: I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?

CS Rep: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke FORGIVENESS.EXE. Do
this as many times as necessary until GRUDGE.EXE and RESENTMENT.COM have
been completely erased.

Customer: Okay, done. LOVE has started installing itself automatically.
Is that normal?

CS Rep: Yes. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for
the life of your HEART. Do you see that message?

Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed?

CS Rep: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need
to begin connecting to other Heart's in order to get the upgrades.

Customer: Oops. I have an error message already. What should I do?

CS Rep: What does the message say?

Customer: It says "ERROR 412 - PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS."
What does that mean?

CS Rep: Don't worry ma'am, that's a common problem. It means that the
LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on
your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in
non-technical terms it means you have to "LOVE" your own machine before
it can "LOVE" others.

Customer: So what should I do?

CS Rep: Can you pull down the directory called "SELF-ACCEPTANCE"?

Customer: Yes, I have it.

CS Rep: Excellent. You're getting good at this.

Customer: Thank you.

CS Rep: You're welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them
to the "MYHEART" directory: FORGIVE-SELF.DOC, REALIZE-WORTH.TXT, and
ACKNOWLEDGE-LIMITATIONS.DOC. The system will overwrite any conflicting
files and begin patching any programming. Also, you need to delete
SELF-CRITIC.EXE from all directories, and to make sure it is completely
gone and never comes back, you will need to empty your recycle bin.

Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with new files. SMILE.MPG
is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that PEACE.EXE, and
CONTENTMENT.COM are copying themselves all over my HEART. Is this normal?

C Rep: Sometimes. For others it takes a while, but eventually everything
gets downloaded at the proper time. So, LOVE is installed and running.
You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go.

Customer: Yes?

CS Rep: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to
everybody you meet. They will in turn share it with other people and they
will return some similarly cool modules back to you.

Customer: I will. Thanks for your help. By the way, what's your name?

CS Rep: You can call me the Divine Cardiologist, also known as The Great
Physician. Most people feel all they need is an annual checkup to stay
heart-healthy, but the manufacturer suggests a schedule of daily
maintenance for maximum efficiency.

"Till all are one!"

All 3 parts done!

Part 1:
We open with cybertron drained of energy after eons of conflict. Short introduction of the transformers. Optimus Prime leads an elite team of auotbots to search for energon, but they're overheard by decepticons who attack the ship in mid flight. The ark crashes on earth, mt st helens erupts, the decepticons leave the ark and raid hoover dam, the energy weapons duel revealed in remastered glory, before blowing the dam up and pissing off humanity royally, the autobots are forced to retreat, spike tells them that their war is unwelcome here, the collateral damage saddens prime, megatron ponders his new move, and decides to raid both cybertron and earth! As prime contemplates spike's words, the decepticons attack a NASA insitute to steal a rocket to return cybertron. Prime tells the autobots to "transform and roll out", but not before askign wheeljack to look for the "5 unaccounted warriors". A drag-out knock down fight takes place, with individual battles showing each tf's power, like skywarp's teleportation and mirage's cloaking ability. Prime and megatron duke it out again, and prime bests him, places his rifle to megs' forehead, all the while rehashing the classic movie dialogue, but before he can pull the trigger a gamma blast strikes him on the shoulder, knocking him away. Autobot and decepticon alike pause to see shockwave, in gun mode, transform as he exits a vortex. He chillingly tells megatron he brought "reinforcements" and out come the 6 constructicons! They scan for alt modes, then combine to form devastator! Devastator promptly routs all the autobots with his solar rifle and size, and as prime lies half dead mega transforms and gets soundwave to blast prime, but wheeljack arrives with the "5 unaccounted warriors", the Dinobots! They take on Devastator, and prime rallies the autobots for a final push. While the war rages on, the US govt decides to end this problem by nuking them. Soundwave reports that a nuke is arrivng, and megatron laughs hysterically about how the humans have betrayed him. Superion goes to intercept the missile, and the us govt, seeing that their plan had failed, decide to attempt to capture superion instead, so they detonate the missile near superion, knocking him out but not killing him. They salvage him and transport his parts for investigation. The nuclear explosion however created a large wave, which covered all the tf's allowing the decpticons to escape. Prime contemplates the autobot's cause again, as all around humans protest their residency on their planet. Seeing no alternative, the autobots return to the ark, with prime vowing to protect this planet despite their inhabitants hatred for them. In the final scene, we see megatron, in his new undersea base, reiterating his desrire to enslave earth inhabitants and drain it of its resources. He looks at a computer as it is scanning, then it stops. The words "NEMESIS FOUND" appear on the screen, and we end with megatron laughing.

Part 2:
We start with the scene of a devastated power plant, debris and corpses everywhere, and as the autobots rolled in they once again realise they were too late. Prime picks up a decepticon symbol from the ground and crushes it, swearing revenge on the decepticons. Suddenly a bunch of humans hurl rocks at them, shouting for the transformers to leave their planet. Ultra Magnus questions why they should be defending the ungrateful humans, spike expalins they're scared and they're reacting as normal humans would. Prime once again berates himself for this war and orders hound and prowl to find out what is the next decepticon target.
We then cut to the decepticon base, megatron is gloating over his latest success, and starscream, having had enough, challenges megatron to a duel over the leadership of the decepticons. Megatron happily obliges, and hands starscream's nosecone to him. He declares his patience for his treachery has run thin, and packs starscream off into a stasis pod and sends him to deep space on it. When megatron is finally satisfied, soundwave reports to megatron they have found the next target, a nuclear fusion plant in california. Megatron then rallies his troops by telling them once this raid was complete, the Nemesis will rise again! He leads the decepticons to the plant.
In a shadowy room, the president of US asks if their secret weapon was ready, and he receives an affirmative reply, then he says he hopes that will be the end of the transformers...
The decepticons arrive at the plant, but megatron senses something amiss, and he is right as the autobots jump out of their hiding places and engages them! Prowl and hound managed to find their next target, then the autobots waited in ambush. A battle rages, the autobots seem to have the upper hand until a massive shadow casts itself ont he battlefield... Superion, or what was left of him that wasn't destroyed in the nuclear blast or modified by humans started to attack all transformers. Prime is horrified by what the humans have done, turning their comrade against them, megatron merely gloats about the cruelty humans show and questions prime why he bothers saving such vile creatures.
Meanwhile, starscrem awakens in his pod. He finds out the pod is headed for the sun and his destruction. However, he uses his null ray to disable the security systems, and proceeds to steer the pod towards cybertron, swearing revenge on megatron...
As the enchaned superion causes the auotbots to fall back, megatron takes the opportunity to collect the energon he needs. He sneers at prime for being unable to hurt his former comrade in arms. Prime is at a loss at what to do, it seems superion is no longer sentient, he is only a puppet of the humans. He tries to bring his old friend around, but he fails and gets pummelled instead. Megatron attempts to escape, but the decepticons crash against a forcefield instead. A metallic voice comes from superion that self-destruct sequence has been initiated...
On cybertron, shockwave is busying himself getting ready to send reinforcements to meagtron, but he gets shot in the back by starscream, who takes over the space bridge and warps himself and 5 protoforms to earth, vowing to create his own "bridgade"...
Prime tries to reach out to superion again, but fails again. Megatron insists prime take out superion together, or they'll all die. Prime refuses, and tells the aerialbots to remember who they are. At last they do, and superion flies up into the air, breaking the forcefield and exploding in mid air, sacrificing himself yet again. Megatron makes use of the diversion to escape, and Prime contmeplates this series of events, saddened by the humans actions...
When he recieved news that their plan failed, the president cursed and raged. Not for long though, as a tech points out that a very large airship is headed for new york city, and it is of alien origin!
Megatron had finally reactivated the Nemesis. The ancient warship made its way to new york city, destroying everything in its path. The autobots, after overcoming their shock, quickly set out to intercept it, but being unable to fly, were seriously disadvantaged. Powerglide gets blown out of the sky, while prime orders ironhide to try and get the ark to fly. He says it's impossible, the engines were totally blown out, and the escape shuttle for emergencies was mysteriously missing as well. (not mysterious to beast wars fans though) When all hope was lost, prime recieves a transmission from an old friend, and he orders the autobots to assemble outside the ark...
Starscream comes through the space bridge right into a military base, and proceeds to sacre off all the humans with random laser blasts. He then activiates the protoforms, and they scan for alt modes as starscream cannot contain his glee...
The auotbots gather as they watch the destruction the Nemesis was doing tot he city. Suddenly, the ground trembled, and Omega Supreme shows up! He fires a powerful blast at the nemesis, which gains megatron's attention, and he steers the nemesis towards omega and orders his decepticons to attack the autobots. Prime borrows sideswipe's jet pack and flies unnoticed into the nemesis...
As the battle rages on outside, prime reaches the bridge of the nemesis. He crushes soundwave easily, so filled with rage prime was. Megatron taunts him again, saying that the fusion cannon he is powering up will level the whole city. This however time prime does not waste any time, lunging at megatron with murderous intent.
They grapple and deal each other heavy damage, megatron breaking one of prime's "horns", prime smashing megatron's back cannon to bits after ripping it out. The computer announces that the cannon is ready, and megatron breaks out of their grapple and punches prime across the face and leaps to press the button. Just then, a blast stops megatron, and prime turns to see ultra magnus. Summoning his last bit of strength, prime smashes the fusion cannon controls, causing the cannon to backfire. Ultra Magnus helps prime to his feet, and he watches as the nemesis loses altitude, damaged beyond repair, as they prepare to leave the ship, Megatron blasts ultra magnus, seperating the 2 brothers. Magnus gets blown out of the ship, and the 2 mortal enemies fight for the last time. Megatron bests prime, and finishes him off with a final blast from his fusion cannon to the side. The impact of the blasts blows both of them out of the nemesis, just seconds before it blew up spectacularly.
Thundercracker retrieves the barely alive megatron, who declared in a wild voice that he has destroyed optimus prime, and the decepticons return to base. Ratchet quickly transports prime back to the ark, but it is futile, prime dies, but not before passing on the matrix of leadership to ultra magnus.
Back in the decepticon base, megatron gloats about prime's death but is stopped short by the sudden appearance of starscream. Enraged, he menacingly approaches starscream, but he is caught by the giant hand of Bruticus! Starscream hovers to megatron, and wants him to give up the leadership of the decepticons. When he refuses, starscream headshots him. He then places megatron in a pod as well, while he is now only barely alive. He claims he is showing megatron greater mercy then he did to him, by just letting him float in space forever. As the pod exits the earth's atmosphere...
We cut to an ominous voice saying that the 2 leaders are gone, and the time for chaos is now... Then the words "to be continued" appear and the credits roll...
After the credits, we see the coronation of starscream as new decepticon leader. However, someone disrupts it, someone purple and carrying a decepticon insignia! He promptly transforms into a futuristic cannon, and reduces starscream to dust with a single shot. He then claims the leadership of the decepticons. He declares himself as Galvatron, and he has a message: Chaos is coming!
END

Part 3:
We open in space, where megatron's lifeless body drifts in space. As his eyes flare back online, he roars "I still function!", and he meets unicron. The scene from the original will be redone here, with the same classic dialogue, basically unicron reformats megatron as galvatron and wants him to get the matrix from the auotbots, as it is the only thing that cna destroy him. Unicron even provides him with new troops, cyclonus and the sweeps. We then return back to normal time in cybertron, where galvatron muses about how best to claim the matrix from the autobots. Soundwave is seen gathering laserbeak, and he plays back a recording of ultra magnus' voice. He says that prime is dead, and now the matrix resides in him and he argues with prowl over what might be the best course of action now, before the decepticons decide to strike when they are at their weakest. Hearing that, galvatron immediately gathers all the decepticons, and they head off for earth to attack the ark.
Most auotbots are in mourning over the death of optimus prime, and grimlock is openly hostile to the new prime, ultra magnus. As grimlock tries to claim the matrix by force, the ark shakes and they hear explosions! The whole decepticon force was attacking the ark. Galvatron tangles with ultra magnus, who is astonished as galvatron announces that he is the more powerful version of megatron! He almost succeeds in terminating ultra magnus, but is stopped by grimlock. Outnumbered, outgunned and totally outmatched, ultra magnus orders the autobots to retreat, and asks ratchet to activate the self destruct sequence for the ark. The decepticons pull out just before the ark explodes, but galvatron orders the continued search for the matrix as the autobots had scattered after the explosion.
Hidden away in the forest, Blaster receives a transmission from moonbase 1&2 of cybertron. It appears that they were being absorbed a gaint planetary being. Ultra magnus tells the autobots their best course of action now is to return to cybertron, as the attack by the new leader of the decepticons and the destruction of the moonbases are somehow related.
The autobots board the ships ultra magnus and the rest came in in the previous movie. Just as the shuttles are going to take off, galvatron attacks! The decepticons attack different shuttles, galvatron makes a beeline for ultra magnus again. Flanked by sweeps, he beats up ultra magnus badly, and forcibly rips apart his chest for the matrix, and blasts him again, this time he dies. Laughing hysterically, galvatron returns to unicron, leaving behind the small group of autobots and the ruined shuttle, and his ominous warning that chaos is coming!
Hot rod, incensed by the murder of ultra magnus, wants to return to cybertron immediately to avenge him. Their shuttle crashes on junk, where the junkions and wreck-gar help them to rebuild their shuttle.
Meanwhile, galvatron has no intention of giving the matrix to unicron, instead he tries to use it against him! However, galvatron cannot open the matrix, and the enraged unicron swallows him into his body, matrix et al. He then transforms, and wipes out all the decepticons, who had started to attack him when galvatron was swallowed by him. The few that survived returned to cybertron in fear, and unicron announces his next target would be cybertron!
Unicron arrives at cybertron, and finds that every transformer has taken up arms against him, as the surviving decepticons had warned the whole planet. However, even their combined power has little effect on unicron, and he proceeds to decimate the planet.
At that crucial moment, the rebuilt autobot shuttle appears through a warp hole, and crashes through unicron's left eye. Once inside, the autobots hot rod kup blurr springer arcee try to fight their way to the heart of unicron, but hot rod gets seperated from the group when the internal security measures of unicron were activated.
Hot rod finds himself in the heart of unicron, and hiding in a dark corner, is galvatron, matrix chained around his neck. Filled with righteous rage, hot rod takes on galvatron, but he easily bests him, and as galvatron tries to crush his neck with his bare hands, hot rod reaches out and grabs the matrix, a shning light appears and hot rod undergoes a transformation, he is now taller and bigger, and with a deeper voice he proclaims "This is the end of the road, Galvatron!" Rodimus Prime has arisen. The two leaders fight it out in the heart of unicron, this time, rodimus avenges both prime and ultra magnus by blasting galvatron out of unicron.
Then, he picks up the matrix, asking it to "light our darkest hour!" The matrix opens, and unicron starts blowing apart, the auotbots escape by crashing out of the right eye, and for the final shots, we see unicron's head pop off before his body explodes, and the scenes of jubilation of the auotbots to the end of the war and a new age of peace and prosperity, as we see unicron's head orbiting cybertron, and roll credits...

Really laughable

This website takes the cake

You know, I really wonder who people can be so blind in the name of religion. Oh well, their highly blinkered opinions really make me laugh. How do they equate harry potter to witchcraft and all the bad stuff in the world is really mind boggling. It's a good thing I have never met any extremist idiots in my life or I'll make it my personal mission to humilate them by announcing their sayings to the whole world. Excrept:

The Whole Harry Potter movies, and books are pure evil. These movies are teaching witchcraft. Witchcraft is for people who follow The Devil. These movies are nothing, but evil. I dont care if the movie is good, and has lots of action. God hates this movie. My Ratings: [Extremely Offensive/1½]
--Micah, age 14

Gee, they do get them young nowadays.
And I remember an argument in GP class, about why science cannot replace religiona s it does not tell us what moral standards to have. Invalid in my view, as most people who never had a religion are not moraless people. I just don't do things to people that I wouldn't want them to do on me. If they play hardball, I play it back.
Now excuse me as I guffaw at the idiotic responses...

At least, a voice of reason...

As for the whole occult thing, I honestly just don't get it. Do you really think our children are so stupid that they can't distinguish fantasy from reality? My brother was OBSESSED with Superman when he was young but he didn't grow up and jump off tall buildings wearing a red cape. Honestly, the books and movies are just fantasy. My kids have shown absolutely no interest whatsoever in becoming Wicca or practicing the occult. And don't tell me that you never escaped to your own fantasy world when you were a kid. My Ratings: [Better than Average/5]
--Wuchen Li, age 35

Electroencephelographically challenged

Hello all.
Just a kind reminder. Mug hard.
Don't screw up CTs.
Bye!

If anyone asks, I'm not in

Slow week of holidays... been reading more harry potter than studying...
Must say book 5 is worth the wait, as harry becomes an asshole and that makes it all believable now, no longer is he some holier-then-thou messiah...
And yes, recent events have led me to the conclusion that we should just take everything at face value when it comes to people. Second guessing people will take forever, but sadists will point out where's the fun in that?
In any case, I'm rather glad for this break away from school, gives me space to breathe... Still, the shadow of the A's are hagning over my head ominously...
And also, i really don't understand something which I cannot mention here, lest i get death threats from half the world's population (hint hint).
Oh well, readin other people's blogs makes me glad I'm rather.... sane. Sheesh, there goes my novelty value. Maybe if i can get a treebranch scar on my forehead...

It all started with a SMS

Well, as I've been threatened with a fate worse than death I cannot say anything about what happened on mon. Suffice to say, it was a real weird experience. In any case, I don't really care much. Until... my mum scolded me about wasting the whole day. Oh well, a good deed a day is a scout's honour, anyways I would be compensated, eventually.
Burning day after day, read harry potter for 2 hours, slept for 2 hours, slacked for 4 hours... I'm screwing myself up...
For the want of a tunnel vision on studying only...

Before they see you...

Just a quickie post...
FSI done and over, bye bye fencing for a long time...
Did no mugging at all...
Will type out the ideas for part 2 and 3 of the tf movie i have in mind...
Holidays are here...
Happy mugging people!

Cyclical argument

So much has happened since the last post. Will try to summarise quickly the events.
Last monday, played around with pGlo, tues had to repair my disc player, wed was ns checkup, spent a great deal of time there, found out my left ear is defective, thurs got my knee swollen, limped home and got scolded, friday limped around school, got home and then went out again to watch shrek 2. Sat, spent the day at home mugging somewhat, sunday burned it somewhat, lunch with the family then kinokuniya browsing. Monday again, crashed in 4 goals in floorball, tues attended a econs s session with 4 ppl only, and collected my lens.
Feeling a bit of end of term blues. Don't really know why. Maybe the realisation of the need to mug madly is now upon me. Maybe all i need is some crazy lanning.
Whatever, who cares anyway. My life , not yours.

Happiness held for ransom

Wow, believe it or not I've 260 posts in just 1 and a 1/2 years. Not bad, not bad at all.
Ok after the previous post filled with transformers fanboyism, here's something more normal. Friday was the visit to the art museum, quite interesting, but my personal feelings of art is just that it has always been a matter of perception, as long as you get enough people say it's good hey presto you have a piece of art. Personally I think everything can be considered as art, as long as one thinks so. In the end, got quite pissed as got played out of watching troy, feeling fed up i took 14 to taka to go to kinokuniya and browse for some books. Flipped through the catalogues of transformers toys, found out that bludgeon's alt mode was actually a tank. Went down to the food court of sorts and bought a cheese japanese bun?pastry? which now cost 1.10, an increase in price of 10 cents. Grr... Bought 1 only (elastic demand) and walked along orchard road, homeward bound. Then by some contrivance of fate, met sally my ogl on the way. SO we spent the next 45 mins chatting by the side of the road, me leaning against the board seperating the work place at wisma, listening to her give me advice on studying and econs s. I must say I remembered how she went out of her way to make us feel comfortable during those days of orientation, and I subconsciously modelled myself after her as an ogl as well. She really inspired me to work harder, 4As 1D, something I know i can achieve. In the end she had to rush for a movie and I thanked her for her advice. Saturday, trained, more j2s came this time, fenced rather badly, must be due to my lack of fitness. Got home, slept till 5, read online posts on transformers, only started doing S2 at 8, all the way till 12. Sunday, surprisingly woke up at 730, finished up S2, mugged money madly and did my overdue essay, before slacking till the night and slept.
I must say now sally has really inspired me to work harder. Now to translate that inspiration to real hard work.

Fanboy

Yes yes, I am one. So, a BIG warning to all now. If can't stand fanboy gushing, leave NOW. This entry is that and only that.
For all those who haven't heard the news, there is going to be a live action transformers movie coming soon, projected date is 2005 dec. Well, once the movie arrives, it will surely be marketed as those comic cartoon crossover to the big screen blockbusters, and everyone will be interested in it. I, for one, hope there won't be too many fair weather fans proclaiming to be fans for 20 years and not know his bluestreak from tracks. Admittedly, that is unavoidable that bandwagon hoppers will suddenly appear out of nowhere, but I hope they don't make stupid comments. ALso, there is talk about changing some aspects of the original show, like how megatron cannot be a gun. Sighz, i must say that is rather expected, times have changed and Walther PPKs cannot be seen by children. Anyways if they make megatron into a tank i don't mind as long as they use his G1 mold and tweak it, like how figueroa did for war within. For the movie itself, I'm just happy for the fact that it'll be made, I hope they keep to the original story well, and use only a few characters. Most of the season 1 crew would be fine. Maybe the sotry could be along the lines that they crash on earth, mt st helens erupts, the decepticons leave the ark and raid hoover dam, the energy weapons duel revealed in remastered glory, before blowing the dam up and pissing off humanity royally, the autobots are forced to retreat, spike tells them that their war is unwelcome here, the collateral damage saddens prime, megatron ponders his new move, and decides to raid both cybertron and earth! As prime contemplates spike's words, the decepticons attack a NASA insitute to steal a rocket to return cybertron. Prime tells the autobots to "transform and roll out", but not before askign wheeljack to look for the "5 unaccounted warriors". A drag-out knock down fight takes place, with individual battles showing each tf's power, like skywarp's teleportation and mirage's cloaking ability. Prime and megatron duke it out again, and prime bests him, places his rifle to megs' forehead, all the while rehashing the classic movie dialogue, but before he can pull the trigger a gamma blast strikes him on the shoulder, knocking him away. Autobot and decepticon alike pause to see shockwave, in gun mode, transform as he exits a vortex. He chillingly tells megatron he brought "reinforcements" and out come the 6 constructicons! They scan for alt modes, then combine to form devastator! Devastator promptly routs all the autobots with his solar rifle and size, and as prime lies half dead mega transforms and gets soundwave to blast prime, but wheeljack arrives with the "5 unaccounted warriors", the Dinobots! They take on Devastator, and prime rallies the autobots for a final push. While the war rages on, the US govt decides to end this problem by nuking them. Soundwave reports that a nuke is arrivng, and megatron laughs hysterically about how the humans have betrayed him. Superion goes to intercept the missile, and the us govt, seeing that their plan had failed, decide to attempt to capture superion instead, so they detonate the missile near superion, knocking him out but not killing him. They salvage him and transport his parts for investigation. The nuclear explosion however created a large wave, which covered all the tf's allowing the decpticons to escape. Prime contemplates the autobot's cause again, as all around humans protest their residency on theri planet. Seeing no alternative, the autobots return to the ark, with prime vowing to prtect this planet despite their inhabitants hatred for them. In the final scene, we see megatron, in his new udnersea base, reiterating his desrire to enslave earth inhabitants and drain it of its resources. He looks at a computer as it is scanning, then it stops. The words "NEMESIS FOUND" appear on the screen, and we end with megatron laughing.
Not too shabby huh? I just need to add in more areas for character development, and tie up some loose ends. Maybe i will do a full cinematic script, but yeah that is a big maybe. Notice i sorta mixed the MTMTE ideas with dreamwave vol 1 ideas.
Yeah fanboyism over. Transformers.

From one skeleton key to another

A quote I always wanted to post here for the longest time but it kept slipping my memory. "Warm coke tastes like piss." Go figure which person said it. I think it was annual camp sec 2 and it was said to edwin.
And just a nugget of information, a skeleton key is a key that has auto-adjusting teeth, so it can open any door which has a lock of about the same size as the key.
Loads of things happened this week, notably the 3 tests which I slumbered, struggled and ultimately got through. Spent the monday mugging for chem, tuesday I forgo econs s for bio test, but didn't do much studying, couldn't cram sacrromceyes-whatever-it-is-as-long-spellcheck-can-recognise-it into my brain, wrote loads of crap in the test itself, like what is a commercial use of amylase? sold to bio labs in schools for digestion experiments. Wed was the smu econs talk, the professor was good, although i slept, yangqi used his stuff for econs test the next day, so i guess i lost out. Speaking of which he led me to a merry good chase around bukit timah with me cursing and swearing and putting my hiking skills to use again.
I think nerves are fraying at the moment. I read something that made me feel sad, really, and I don't know quite why. I should just brush it off, since I can avoid the problem totally by doing what I've been doing all this while. But somehow I can't. I feel the need to speak out about it.
Ok, I'll be the first to admit our class isn't the best, we're crazy to a fault, and we all have our quirks. I can honestly say I don't dislike them, most of them I consider to be my friends, and although they irritate me at times I think my tolerance levels have increased since 01 times with DC and at home with my brother. Therefore I'm just saddened.
Mum used to tell me she used to just hang out with all her like-minded friends all the time and "despised" (she never used the exact word) others who she felt was intellectually inferior. Now, she tells me NOT to do the same, and learn from Dad instead, who could talk to anyone, be it the roadsweeper or a CEO and still make the person feel at home.
I never took that advice seriously until sec 3, and paid the price for it. Now I know, one cannot choose who you want to work with, same goes for a class. We cannot just live our lives with the same bunch of like minded people. No man is an island, we need to socialise and learn to live with people we don't like. I used to dislike those really arrogant people, but now I'm trying to tolerate them, as now i understand their arrogance is actually an extension of their confidence.
Haiz. So it would come down to this. Shinji Ikari's ideas of running away seem to be the best way out for me. And I'm subconsciously doing that. Know that I'm taking no offence with whatever was said, one has a right to say and think what one wants, and so do I. My belief is that we must learn to live with all types of people, and lower our expectations of others to make life more bearable to ourselves. I used to think that is a cop-out, and at times still do, but I guess accepting things as they are has kept me going. Maybe that will make life a tad more bearable. Maybe not. But happiness is something one feels, no one can make you unhappy unless you let the person do so. And I certainly ain't letting no stupid thing or people who are out to spoil my day do so.

Scorpia

There can really be no words to describe the absolute emotional intensity of this book, less fun than Eagle Strike, 100% the best book in the series. And the ending really blew me away. Although a bit cliched, but horowitz's writing ability more than makes up for it. Normally I would scoff at the star wars-esque plot twist but horowitz's wizardry makes it all believable and real. Gripping, absolute page turner stuff. All I can say is that everyone who lieks the notion of a teenage 007 with a very mature twist, go read the alex rider series. For those who hope they can escape the drudgery of being a student and be a jet setting spy, this series will make you change your mind.
Nothing like a very very VERY good book to take your mind off things for a while. Like the impending 3 tests in 3 days. Like the rather staid ORA. Like reading drab economic text. For 3 hours, I was transported to a world of alex rider, to a world I would never envy him for having it. Great writing does things to people. At this moment I am truly still reeling from the explosive ending.

There just ain't no figurin' a female

For starters, no, the title has no hidden meaning or what nots. It means what it means, and it was taken from Beast Wars Season 2 episode 3 "Tangled Web". Quickstrike said it in reference to BlackArachnia. And somehow it is quite true. Oh well, if we understood everything, what is the fun in that?
Speaking of which, some time back glenn was being bombarded by mrs toh in gp class over his presentation on agnosticism. Something glenn said which i fail to recall now prompted me to wonder if god had a sense of humor. Maybe by making all things imperfect in their own way was his manifestation of his kooky side. Oh well, who knows, but I sure hope he does because people who don't sure are boring. Like Optimus Prime. Defender of all things good and right and fluffy bunnies.
Been a good week, I guess, monday was short in my opinion, handball was fun, somehow lost a 3 goal lead. Econs S on search theory was interesting, the analogy on SDU is hilarious. As usual mr sowden provided some soundbites, like the one about how MOE won't hire teachers that support division 1 clubs. Wed came, the unfortunate incident which I was lucky to miss, rain came down in sheets, washing out the scorched landscape. Went to training, cut a lonesome figure on the side as I did not bring my suit to fence. Thurs, rain continued, so we had floorball, scored 2, although the second one zhongwei stole frag, bouncing off his heel before it went in. Did stupid things like stalking kp in ghim moh, whacking him damm hard and making the bunch of them think i'm jealous (i'm sure). Friday was choir concert, before that we rushed about with econs s essay, chem prac, and me fighting back sleep. Got home and just crashed for 1 and a half hours, then got up went for choir concert. Finally got to wear the blue long sleeved shirt from thailand. Dropped by the orchard mrt florist to buy flowers, saw yeng yong and priscilla chan there. YY insisted the champagne rose I bought for audrey was for myself, I refused to argue with her in front of the nice stallholders. They were friendly and helpful, and bailed me out as I knew nuts about flora. Concert was good, passed the rose to audrey, congratulated her on a good job, and went home with js. Saturday, training, got the bloodlust back, and saw the return of some of the prodigal daughters. Got home after a few rounds of hard sparring, crashed a bit, before going to watch man u vs chelsea. We needed a man sent off and a goalkeeper fumble to get a measly 1 goal. Sighz.
Tests, ora, fsi, fa cup final and other unseen obstacles ahead. Life is good. Need a game though.

I was an atheist until I realized I was God

Finally got Armada vol 3 and Gl #4. Both kick ass, Omega Supreme was just majestic, his monosyallabic responses brought me back to my primary school days when I knew if he appeared, he would kick serious decepticon ass. Armada Megatron vs Galvatron was nice as well, the sheer gravity of the fight leaped out of the comic book. But the combined price of $46 is causing me to be a little short on cash...
Boon seer and sharon came over to do the biotech project, had a real brain trip, boon seer made a lot of "interesting" comments, and i ended up saying "erhemmm" a few times. Make that many times. The comment about Jurassic Park was priceless.
Econs S essay is driving me up the wall. I am becoming a LKY soundpiece, quoting from his memoirs like nobody's business. Oh well, better get back to it soon....

Inversely proportional

My nose is leaking like a tap. Took some piriton, the effects are kicking in so I shall leave soon. Talk by chilean president ricardo lagos was good, although his thick accent and me nodding off restricted the amount I absorbed. Lost the chance to ask his opinion on the econs s question. Went home after school immediately, and freshened up for the talk. After the talk, crys kp zhongwei and i meandered our way back to school, where zw and I bought snacks, ate dinner, set up the hall, all the while arguing and me being left speechless by zw's anti-social topics. Slowly, the people trickled in, and i noticed that the couples tend to spread themselves out from the main cluster near the centre, much like a nucleated settlement pattern. Halfway through the move had a crisis, the auntie wanted to close the hall, in the end pam mediated the situation as usual. My admiration for her grows everyday, someone who is really worthy of anyone's respect and a real example for anyone. No more incidents after that, a bout of cleaning up after that and I was back on trail home, sweat drenched long sleeved shirt and leather shoes hurting my toes in tow.
Next week will be damm exciting, many class quizs, plus econs s essay and bio group work, here's to another week of good, hard, honest work.

Icons of self indulgence

I'm getting a little pissed over the fact that people keep on looking down on DInobot's last words. Today mrs toh butchered those immortal words with a rather dramatic way of saying it. I think people should go and watch beast wars, especially the episodes leading to code of hero. Dinobot's ultimate ambition was to die a hero, but he did so many dishonourable things, switching sides, causing the golden disks to be lost, in the end I think he went a bit overboard to die that glorious death he wanted. Whatever the case, those words shall be the way I guide myself in this life.

You know the drill

My to do list in my notebook isn't really as bad as I initially thought, as it turns out half of them are dates to remember rather than work to be done. Inf act, I'm rather ahead in terms of work to be done, just that I'm stalling on my revision. Don't really feel like tackling mr chan's haphazard notes on genetics yet.
Med fac movie screening this fri was thrown on my lap just like that on mon, it's surprising that I'm still retaining my sanity. The forms are settled and ready to go, plus we still have a talk on fri, a chance to hobnob with royalty, in a sense.
Just watched icontact. I must say mr raymond lim was more forthcoming with answers and was not as sleep inducing as a certain senior civil servant.
My file is crazily thick, so much so I flipped through it 10 times trying to unload something. It was a rather unnerving thing to do, shows the compulsive side of me where I have this desire to file things properly and worry about a bloated file. Sheesh.
Visited my old fanfics. Not much change on the reviews side. No time to continue any 23 chapter epics, the first fic took up too much of my emotions the other time. Re-reading it once in a while I actually wonder what I was smoking when I wrote the story. I broke every rule of writing that I set for myself now, like dead people stay dead, period, do not go anywhere near romance as I cannot describe it well, and over the top cain and abel antics. Oh well, nice to chart the evolution of my style of writing.
Super link ie energon is fine i guess, but the ideas are rather disjointed, and optimus needs to go on a diet, grand force is quite dumb, megatron needs to destroy more stuff, scorponok needs more screen time. In nay case, the animation is top notch, but i hope to see greater plot depth, not just the decepticons searching for energon to revive unicron. But beast wars started that way as well, and look how it turned out. Defintely room for bigger things.
You know the drill, fall to the abyss, then pick yourself up, all by yourself.

Experience

Fencing camp was fun, to a certain extent. Morning PT was quite sian, afternoon I became the bastard of the camp, shouting into the loudhailer like a crazy person. After my team bonding segment Joanne was cheekily telling the J1s not to take it to heart as I am normally a nice guy. Right, very good damage control. Played a bit of ball games, before getting really sianed and stoned in the hall before going out for dinner. Came back and talked cock with js ed and jay for a while, with gladys and amanda joining in, and aman was making a lot of off remarks. Played bluff, jimmy won, (again!). Eventually went up to the hall again for the quiz, saw the guardian angel, watched the girls mix evil concotions as punishment, then prepared for nightwalk. The Exorcist was very very very hardcore, I got really freaked myself.
I was in charge of dragging people out, some were calm, some were really scared. The two girls (one of them was xiaofang) screamed so much that zepeng came to complain to me and ghim moh residents complained to the police who came and put a premmature end to the nightwalk. In the end, I had to rewatch the ending again at the second LT, abandoned by all the guys who said they would wait for me to go home together. Had an uncomfortable night of sleep on the stage of the hall, woke up and started to remove drain covers. There were a hell lot of them, and then we had to wash the drain of muck and get rid of spiders. Finally we got the drain ready, and the j1s were led blindfolded through it. Either they had ice down their backs, flour on their faces, tickled by a feather duster or grass, stepping on balloons, or just plain splashed by holy water ie water used by kahli to wash her feet. After the drainwalk, I dragged my exhausted self on to a strangely crowded 7 and went home.
More another time.

Of squishing fishballs

Today was a day of altered plans. My notion of a quiet lazy afternoon at home having a nap, mugging a bit and listening to cyndi wang on the radio was turned upside down quite quickly.
It started halfway through mona's lesson, when she was busying herself with answering a question by one of my classmates, I casually remarked to chee keong if his kill bill vol. 2 has finished "ahem". His reply was negative, but crystal pointed out that it opened yesterday and it was rated M-18, both of which was news to me. So I asked around a bit for people who wanted to watch next week, but not many people were keen or underage. After lunch at ghim moh, I was supposed to go home, but decided to stone in delifrance with esther for a while, hoping she could teahc me complex numbers. As it turns out, once she got there, I took out my tutorial and she happily told me she hasn't done it yet. So I took out my biotech tutorial, decided to do some of it then leave after her tutor arrives. Then she suddenly exclaims she wants to watch kill bill before going for dance night. I thought she was jesting, as she ends tuition at 1630 and it was near impossible for us to watch the movie and go for dance night on time. But being herself, she took the free newspaper at delifrance and checked the timings. In the end, she negotiated with her tutor to cut her tuition by half, and we went to lido to catch the 1615 show.
The show was nice, but vol 1 was more exhilarating, (I'm not supposed to have seen vol. 1 though), vol 2 focused more on plot, and Bai Mei guy was a tad hilarious as he kept on brsuhing his beard. The squishing fishball image will stay in my head for some time.
Ok, tommorrow is fencing camp, last hurray. It was good while it lasted.

Not so loud now...

A bunch of quotes from today's "big" event.
"I would ask him, 'With all due respect , personally I don't think the reasons for youth apathy is not whatever you said, but you are!' Let's see him answer that."
"I have just got more material for my essay on youth apathy."
"I was grimacing up there, not smiling."
"The person was constantly dodging questions, which rendered the Q&A session useless."
"I'll get more feedback from talking to a wall!"
Shh..... I don't want to get exiled to sentosa and placed under house arrest forever. All I can say is that I was disgusted, totally disgusted by what transpired today. With such examples, youth apathy is here to stay.

Wascally Wabbit



70th anniversary campfire! Haha, in the end, as usual we j2s got into a bit of mischief by ourselves, abandoning the main programme. Shepherding birthday boy fabian to the squash court corner, forming a human wall to block inquisitive onlookers, we "settled" him, edwin poking him a few times for good effect. And after that we ribbed edwin over his sleeveless adidas shirt forever, to the point everyone who just merely glanced at us was deemed to be checking out edwin, male or otherwise. And also the incident outside the school gate, js seemed to have grown b***s of titanium haha. And of course, malvin and the 80 dollar bunny suit, who got hugged by guides, protected by LaU, punched by ah beng scouts and what nots. Also, a fight erupted over musical chairs, which led to the finger given in front of the VIP.
NAPFA tommorrow. Shall go and whack it.

Rain

1) For the want of it. NOW and A LOT of it.
2) The reason for me being labelled endangered.

Which reminds me, for the RJC people who did question 12 on CCAs for GP, yangqi was presenting this question during GP on tuesday, and he said that CCAs are important as they help you expand your social circle and thus when you grow up you have a social network to be tapped. Mrs toh commented that this was "cold and calculating", I say there is some truth in it.
Personally, I think the short 2 years we have in JC are the cause of such a mentality. It is essentially just 1.5 years, when you do some chopping and cutting. As a result, I think it is hard to make very good friends, as the time spent together is very much shorter as compared to secondary schools 4 years. Therefore, we try to make the most of the time spent, but it ends up being too little. Thus we cannot elevate friendships to a higher level above accquaintances at times, thus we are more likely to think of social networking. I'm not the only one who shares such a view, but then it is just my opinion on things and should not be taken as gospel.
Quote of the week: "My preference is that Manchester United loses the rest of their matches. But they are facing Leicester, Portsmouth and Blackburn. For those who do not understand what I am talking about, GO GET A LIFE!" Mr Sowden, while econs s lecture, explaining preference maximisation which consitutes welfare may not be fufilled.

Fate: Life planned out for you

It's monday, a new week, nothing much to talk about.
Let it be that way then.
Settling into a routine of mugging for the A's, in other words accepting the inenvitable.
On a lighter note, I finally broke my RJ duck. Collecting a loose pass, i cut outside a defender and readjusted to flick with my right foot. I sorta scuffed my shot but it eventually bobbled into the goal via the far post. Mr Ortega was screaming shoot shoot SHOOT!!! like a madman...
And Blues becomes a Darkloid...the coolest character becomes the enemy. Maybe we'll get to see a extremely intense Rockman Vs Blues cross fusion battle. Can't wait for BN4.
Going back to sec4 life of anime, gba roms and studying. I guess that is good.

Sidewinders

Happy easter to all my christian friends!
Dad and mum are currently at margeret river, somewhere in perth, having their 4th honeymoon which they decided to have on impulse, which is very unlike them. In any case, mama and ah kong are temporarily staying with us. It is nice to have them around again. I love bantering with mama in a mixture of broken hokkien and english.
Went for a Guys TM outing on friday, but only fabian nick js mew and don showed up, don't know where the rest disappeared to. Nonetheless, we went to play Battlefield 1942, had a fun time fighting over planes, crashing them, blowing up tank after tank in berlin, and shouting "for zion" while throwing grenades and hitting the ground. Eventually the whole bunch of us cabbed back to my home to watch arsenal vs liverpool, liverpool took a 2-1 lead at halftime, until a certain mr henry turned the game on its head. Sighz.
brimingham vs Man Utd is starting, going to watch now. Keep sane evryone.

That fine line

This has been a topic that has been nagging me for quite a while. It seems that our lives are governed by this fine line we all have to tread on each day. Reading the papers about service expectations in singapore, it seems people define good service as going the extra mile for the customer, but for those in the serivce industry, is it really worth it? They don't get paid extra time for their extra million miles. And yet people still expect them to accomodate their every whim. I think it is quite unfair to service personel, but having said that, I don't really like the idea of having a sour faced person serve me, but I say there is this fine line we have to tread.
We want to be helpful, like clearing plates for others, but you run the risk of becoming a doormat.
You are honourable and want to do things the right way, not cheat, but you risk lagging behind others who laugh at your stupidity.
Everyday poses us more fine lines to walk on, some thinner than gossamer.
Tread lightly.

(I'm damm sleepy at 9)

Carpe Diem

A letter I wrote to my OG which was supposed to be read out on o-nite but something else cropped out. Reproduced here just for the heck of it and rather than let it rot in my C drive. Besides, I think I wrote what I really felt in it.

Dear Apsytus,

First of all, I must apologise for my absence as I have to be in charge of the campfire, therefore I cannot be with you, much as I really want to but duty comes first. We must be responsible in whatever we do and I hope you understand and forgive me for my absence.
In my place is this letter to all of you great and wonderful individuals, which I’m proud to call my Selffars. Although Day 1 you guys were still awkward and unsure, I sensed in all of you buried potential, and I was not disappointed when the games were played. You guys were committed, determined, hardworking and persistent to the very end, values that are very important in this world.
I hope through the games, amazing race, dancing and other activities like discussing toilet activities and singing songs you guys have bonded as one as an Ja’rox, and made new and good friends, and have started to understand the wonder that is RJC.
Like I have repeated ad naseum, this is not my orientation. I merely facilitated your orientation. Think back over the last few days. Did you really make orientation the orientation you want? Or did you feel it was a big waste of time?
I hope all of you will take at least a few minutes before you sleep at night and reflect over the last week, all the games, activities etc. You will never have a second orientation, so cherish these memories. I’ll always have fond memories of my orientation Zaqaedor, and I hope all of you feel the same of Jaxoras.
This is not the end. This is only the beginning of your wonderful JC life. You will experience the highs and lows of teenage life, of trying out new experiences and being a better person. You guys have a short 2 years, go out and cherish every moment of it.
If you always wanted to try a sport, go do it, and to hell what other people think. My advice to you in RJC is very simple. Carpe Diem. Go out there and seize the day, go out there and live your dream. Not mine, not their, not your parents’ dreams, but yours and yours only. Go out and try new things, pick up a new skill, etc. RJC is a place of opportunity for you to do so. Never forget that.
Last of all, I would thank Yang Qian my co-Ja’Dye, for putting up with an easy-going to a fault me, we may have had our disagreements, but we had them due to our desire for the best for our Ja’rox.
At the end of the day, what really matters is that you take away something positive from this 6 day experience, be it compassion for your fellow man, understanding the other gender better or just simply having more friends, it is good enough for me. I, as a Ja’Dye, have completed my task and I’ll be very happy.
And yeah, if you guys need any help in any way, just buzz me. I’m more than willing to help you out and I’ll keep everything private.
I’ll end off again with my favourite quote. “Tell my tale to those who ask, tell it truly, the ill deeds, along with the good, may I be judged accordingly. The rest… is silence.”
In short, when you finally leave this world, what do you want people to remember you as? By your good deeds, or ill deeds?
Last of all, remember, we are the hope of a better age.
The fire of the Rafflesian Spirit burns in your heart.
Auspicium Melioris Aevi.

Yours sincerely,
Zhao Yang

Need I say more?

In the face of adversity, stare at it and tackle it head on.

Take that Arsenal, just our way of saying that if you want to be the premier team of England, you have to do it over our dead bodies. Heroes all, from the back, caroll's wonder early save, brown's and silvestre's composure, a far cry from their jittery selves. Fullbacks neville and o'shea didn't attack as much, but were solid. Keane bossed the midfield, fletcher came to the fore when needed greatly. Ronaldo's incisive running and trickery won us a number of free-kicks, plus he was the outlet for counter attacks. Giggs the old head showed he had it in him, setting up scholes' goal, functioning as a support striker well. Scholes all round play was great, won a few tackles, scored a typical goal. Solskjaer cut a lonely figure up front, but he did his best even though he lost many aerial duels. In the end, it was a great team performance, and i can't get any happier.
Now for the resurgence.

Freed from expectation

Never have i felt so liberated in my life. I finally thought it over and sorted out my feelings and thoughts. And because of that, I feel really much better. It is amazing what a little soul searching and a chance encounter can do for a confused person. Anyways, I have really seen the light. No more stupid self torturing with stupid thoughts.
Yeah, I'm really happy. That means I can finally concentrate on what is my first priority, those stellar results. My common tests haven't been all good, so I have to improve.
Like all stories, this one begins with a girl.
Contrary to what you think, i didn't come up with the above line. It was from the spiderman movie.