FreeFall

2008-01-02T22:20:00.000+08:00

Taxis are really expensive right now.

And you probably know that, first hand. What with all the startup cost of $2.80 and meter jumps of TWENTY CENTS (ZOMG) at a go, I'm sure many have been put off travelling via cabs since the price hike.

Even Comfort cabs doesn't really seem to live up to its name anymore, no? With the price increase and trigger-happy meters, how can anyone sit there and relax when both their eyes are fixed on the meter? It's a known fact, by the way, that heart-related deaths are on the rise recently. Not much wonder, I suppose.

Anyway, taxi = expensive = government's cash cow

I don't suppose anyone can find a spot-on reason to explain the hike, and "to accomodate the GST increase so cab drivers won't be disadvantaged" doesn't quite seem to cut it. And I specifically resolved to save more money this year (~~for my new kickass guitar~~ give to the poor ), I don't see how that's going to happen anytime soon. Something inside tells me to call Muttons To Midnight up to complain, heh, should be great fun.

Anyway, bottom line as I said, taxi expensive, me poor. Maybe I should ask for taxi money as a christmas present this year, maybe the sum would actually be big enough to warrant as a worthy present.

Pffffft!

2007-12-30T21:44:00.000+08:00

Okaaayyyyy! As 2007 draws to a close, let's review the most memorable and top phrases this year...

Topping the list, of course, would be the very infamous "Don't tase me, Bro" courtesy of Andrew Meyer.

Andrew Meyer, a senior at the University of Florida, yelled this when he was pinned down–and being tasered by the University of Florida campus police. Andrew Meyer had been protesting a speech by Senator John Kerry. Not surprisingly, there is a Wikpedia entry about the incident.

Next up, we've got Lauren Upton, a South Carolina contestant in the Miss Teen USA contest, who in response to the question of why why one fifth of Americans can’t find the United States on a map, said :

“I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because some people out there in our nation don’t have maps and I believe that our education like such as in South Africa and Iraq and everywhere like such as and I believe that they should our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S. or should help South Africa and should help Iraq and the Asian countries so we will be able to build up our future for us.”

Huh?

“In Iran we don’t have homosexuals like in your country."

Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, President of Iran, said this while speaking at Columbia University in New York city, New York. Nasty.

And...we have

"Why don't you shut up?" by Spain's King Juan Carlos to Chavez :))

Alright, and these are the chart-toppers for 2007! With that I shall leave you with merry merry blessings for the upcoming 2008! Cheers :)

2007-12-25T22:38:00.000+08:00

Just came across this rather interesting forum thread in STOMP,

yeah yeah I visit the site.

It's damn funny, because what these people are debating on, in this particular thread, is the issue of "IS ANAL SEX HEALTHY". Now, first of all, it was an eye-catcher, because not many people, even netizens, dare to post such a lewd topic unless of course he wasn't from Singapore, i.e. tourist, or he's undercover CID trying to catch paedophiles.

Either way, the title of the thread made me chuckle.

Entering in (don't think dirty), I was amused to read several of the comments in response to the first tag, which was some guy writing about the topic of anal sex on his blog (he left his blog address there). There were a few comments stating the worry of getting err, dirt, all over your tralala if you actually tried, something about what happens if the guy forgets to wipe up after doing his business in the toilet.

Have you ever met anyone who forgot to wipe up!?

Still, there were a few concerns over getting it dirty, so that rose a few chuckles there.

Then there was this one guy who exclaimed in surprise, verbatim, "This type of thing government must approve????!!!" It made sense because I don't see how the government should intervene if a couple wants to have anal sex or not, it's not as if they're (the couple) are holding it in the indoor stadium and charging $250 for entrance fee. Still, somehow the S'pore government still comes across as pretty "Big Brother"-ish; I wouldn't fancy the day when we'd have cameras installed in our bathrooms so the government can monitor whether we're taking illegal substances intravenously in our bathrooms.

Walao, isn't the tax we pay enough?!

Here's the link :)) : http://talkback.stomp.com.sg/forums/showthread.php?t=29630

2007-12-25T21:56:00.000+08:00

Merry Christmas to one and all! Ah hah, while you're busy opening presents/getting drunk/getting laid, don't forget to think of the less fortunate & try to find ways to spread some Christmas cheer!

Please, don't drink and drive too.

Merry Christmas!

2007-11-29T01:50:00.000+08:00

Boarding in about 7 hours! This is boring.

List me something I can look forward to on my tagboard please, and receive a souvenir :))

CHAR NO GUMMY BEARS REPEAT NO GUMMY BEARS sorry sorry sorry!

But I got something else ;)

Florida's been great and all, kinda feel sorry I'm leaving. Wish you were here.

2007-11-27T07:37:00.000+08:00

omg i can't believe i'm blogging on an iTouch. Its features are uber fantastic! And yes I did get souvenirs for you guys :) see ya'll soon.

2007-11-22T21:11:00.000+08:00

Greetings from Florida!

It's pretty cold out here in the mornings, the look-ma-I-can-breathe-smoke kind of cold; I only look forwards to the opportunities where I get to feel warm water, which means to say that brushing my teeth has never been such a joy.

Sorry for the late late post, was too damn tired the past few days to blog. On that point, I should probably mention that I've never sat FOUR planes, repeat, FOUR planes in a single journey to anywhere in the world. Stopped over at a few places before reaching Florida, namely Hong Kong, San Francisco and Chicago.

Guess who I met at Hong Kong? Shane!

Shane Pereira, hohoho. It was a pleasant surprise, meeting someone from home in somewhere foreign. And he was travelling to San Francisco too. So we met up and talked at two different countries. Heehee.

Alright I'm going off now, Disney beckons. See ya'll folks later.

2007-11-19T16:28:00.000+08:00

Hello all,

Currently at the airport, but I keep feeling as if there's something or another I forgot to bring with me; the thing is, on the return, I feel I've left something behind. Ah well, I'll see if there's connection over there so I can log on.

Much love! See you guys online if I do go.

tata.

2007-11-17T22:52:00.000+08:00

It's been a pretty long while since I last jammed, and I mean pretty long.

Which was why, of course, Colin's twin Fenders and a Gibson LP were a verrryyy pleasant surprise the other day, when Nigel & I crashed his place after training. Hoho, seksy peektures a-coming.

He had a Yamaha Custom acoustic drumset at his place too, looked like Mahogany wood. Sounded nice, but the drum heads and cymbals looked a tad ~~old~~ vintage. All the same, Starlight and Wonderwall sounded the seks hehe.

(btw I photoshopped the LP so it doesn't actually look that good in real life. Sorry Colin :P)

But as you can see, a Precision and a Strat makes for good playing. Nigel screwed up the lyrics for Are You Gonna Be My Girl, it was pretty funny.

It's a one-two-three, take your hand and come with me
because you look so fine, I'd really wanna make you mine.

Four-five-six, come on and get your fix.
Now you don't need the money with a face of...?

Haha, there you go.

====

Just got wind of how the holiday house is going to be like,

dig this,

-One-Storey

-Two-Gardens

-Three Bathrooms

-Four Bedrooms

.....

ONE POOL TABLE AND PS3 ZOMG.

Hell yeah, you know what Dad? Just take Disney off the list, and we'll rock to Guitar Hero all night long. YESSSSS!

no funny posts today, sorry Keley. I'll see you guys when I return, adios and so long suckers! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

2007-11-13T11:34:00.000+08:00

I don't know where I screwed up,
all I know is that I did, and now I need a second chance. Damn.

I feel sorta depressed. I don't know why.

It's not because I'm developing a hair loss, no, you misunderstand. It's not because I have a flagging libido, nay. And it sure as hell ain't because I just discovered I have a flaccid penis. Which I found out long ago.

Maybe, it's because the hols are ending, and A'levels approacheth.

Maybe, it's because I haven't been eating well.

Or maybe, it's because of my serious case of constipation. Ouch.

Cannot jump too much, cos if I do, my muscles ache.

Maybe I should see a doctor for this depression, but he'll only prescribe me more and more enema for my constipation. Double ouch. Maybe I should label this post : "my fifty-first post" and diss all those CJC-ians who failed/are going to fail their papers such that they cannot promote, maybe that would make me feel better. But Joshua Chong isn't my name and dissing people ain't my game.

Hey slick, it rhymes!

Besides, two black eyes and bruises all over on the first day of school isn't really my thing. PLEASE I APPEAL TO 99% OF SINGAPOREANS ~~saddened~~ ~~traumatised~~ ~~OFFENDED~~ ENRAGED BY HIS REMARKS, PLEASE DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT THROW A MOLOTOV COCKTAIL INTO HIS CLASS DURING LIT LESSON! I AM, I REPEAT, I AM INSIDE!!!

I ALSO APPEAL TO THE OTHER 1%, PLEASE STOP LIVING UNDER A ROCK!

That goes for you, Marcus. I don't look like him, do I? Watch where you throw your punches ((: Love ya.

Leaving for Florida this Monday, I don't really feel like going. But then again, Jac's going off for quite a number of days anyway, such that for about 4 Saturdays in a row, she won't be around. Busy girl that she is, I must be content with what I have. AH HAH, I shall comfort myself with taking pictures together with Mickey in suggestive compromising positions. Watch out, DisneyWorld/Mickey, here I come :D

Recently, I discovered, I'm not so different from everyone. This is disturbing to note, after all, to find that you've got the same athletic ability as David Cassidy (which no, is not a cowboy), the height of Ivan Wong, and the brains of Agatha Marie Low (just kidding, heh), is something you've never realised could be possible.

Neng was saying, I've become quite the sadist myself during trainings. Couldn't agree more, it feels great btw. Strange as it may seem, biting through lactic acid attacks bring on some shiokness in a certain way. BITE THROUGH THE PAIN, YOU WUSS, he always reminds me during my 200 under-basket shots.

and I'm thinking, FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOU.

and the 200 balls go as simply as they came.

Thanks Neng, :)

2007-11-13T00:18:00.000+08:00

Deepavali at Muthu's place!

Thanks Sir, ((: Fun stuff you got in your house! Happy belated Deepavali!

As you can see, new blogskin. Finally one I make myself, not easy, but it's rewarding in a certain kind of way.

2007-11-11T21:30:00.000+08:00

Highlight of the day : I clocked TEN KILOMETRES DURING MORNING RUN YESTERDAY! Been a while since I last ran that distance, mainly due to the fact that running hasn't been one of my regular activities lately (the developing paunch bears testimony to that)

Headed over to Jac's place after that, and ended up playing board games with the entire family sans Ashleigh (Chiang Rai, mission trip). It's definitely more fun than it sounds, happy ((: and then tagged along with them to Ikea where we wandered around for a good 45 minutes thereabouts, before we went to get hotdogs ((: happy again.

Somehow, that made me feel much better about everybody.

MEENAKSHI NATARAJAN! Muchos gracias for the D to the double E to the P-A-V-A-L-I dinner at your place! The curries were great and the whole thing was just slick, yo! Not to mention the camwhoring (yes, now you know), and what-nots. Sorry I made your mom/dad like me, hehe. Say hi to Hugh Jackman for me!

Rahhh, and now for peektures.

But, after everything's been said and done, I guess, there's still something I owe T34, and here it is :

another time perhaps.

2007-11-08T14:13:00.000+08:00

What does it mean, when
someone says she'll give you anything you want,
even when the relationship, is not of that nature?

First training in 91503219 years yesterday was somewhat of a nightmare. Already two minutes or so into the FIRST drill, I was panting like a, well, dog, and sweating buckets. Only goes to show how "flubby" I've become.

OMG I am unfit! How long ago did that happen to me again?

I only realised yesterday how uncouth I've become in games. I've really got to cut down on the swearing and finger gestures, really; during the games, for some uncontrollable impulse I flipped Nigel, I think, when he screwed up a ball. Come to think of it, on hindsight, that was no doubt a signal surely lacking in sportsmanship. Damn. I remember once, I made a pact with Eddie, another fellow foulmouth, to quit spouting out smelly words.

On a sidenote though, doesn't really help that I'm watching Royston Tan's 15 now, heh.

Ah, no clever posts for today. I love you all, friends and family. God bless you.

2007-11-04T21:11:00.000+08:00

Quote from Joshua Chong's blog, (taken verbatim from Marcus')

"Sympathy to those that didn't make it (i.e. those sub-paper case and retainees) but to me, with all the help the school has given us (i.e. rounding up every single component and moderating all H2s up by 4 and H1s by 2) and yet you still cannot pass, it really is your fault then, either lacking in attitude or mugging really isn't ur forte. I feel, those that still require sub-paper even after all this aiding by the school, such just be immediately be retained of kicked out, don't waste school's valuable resources (i.e. money, paper,time of teachers etc), which we are already seriously lacking of. While many do find the school's method of pinning up the names of those who didn't make the promotion criteria (which CJC's is already very slack) for the whole school population and perhaps visitors to the school to see, very heartless, I beg to differ. Well, for one thing, the deserve it, because they wasted one year worth of school resources, which could have been spent more efficiently and productively on those who passes, and possible they would have gotten higher grades, as with their better attitude, they would know how to better treasure such resources. Its like they are just being plain selfish coming to CJC using up resources and then not passing promos. Another reason would be that, it will serve as a form of a wake up call to the failers (which I deem them to be fittingly called) that, well its a really competitve world we are living in, 'survivor of the fittest'. If they are going keep up with their BOCHAP attitude or doing something they are not good in, they are just going to 'die'. I suggest, do something you are good in, or just rot and die. I mean like, since this is da case, just GET OUT of CJC as there are many others, not in CJC yet, wanting to come here, who posess better attitude and talents, and will yale much better results later in life as well. As this saying goes 'For the great of all mankind, some have to be sacrificed', thus those who feel that everyone should be promoted, you might want to take into consideration of the additional benefits of having a smaller class, for example, the teacher would thus be able to spend more time with each student. So a note to those failers, don't be selfish and just get out of CJC, you all are simply a liability to the school."

FUCK YOU, no seriously. Don't you have any respect for those who take the S-papers and those who didn't promote? No, apparently not. FUCK YOU, so you think you promoted very big la? FUCK YOU. Who the fuck cares if you got 2nd in class for fucking GP? If you write like that there's pretty much no point, fucker. Who the fuck cares if you dared to put something like that on your blog if you took it down again thanks to overwhelming response? You can go fuck yourself and please bring some shinpads first day of school, sweetheart/

http://thompsonyaymoo.spaces.live.com/blog/ : Let's go fucking blow his brains.

2007-11-01T16:16:00.000+08:00

Oooooooh yeaaaaaaahhhhhh,

SHIOKLAH! PW IS OFFICIALLY OVER!

Today's Oral Presentation went off pretty smoothly without so much of a hitch, but I guess my question-&-answer could have been much better handled than how it happened. Oh well, no more late nights slaving over crap-ass Word documents and whatnots. I even forgot what EoM stands for, and no I'm not inviting you to remind me, thank you very much.

Apparently, Ssica encountered a premonition that kind of provided a bit more assurance to our hopes of scoring a (bloody) A. According to her, she noted a man on the morning bus donning a red cap with the words "AKIRA" on it in RED. Coincidentally our subject of study was (PW is over) this Japanese fellow named AKIRA Kurosawa (now don't ask me who is that, I forgot too).
Ah, so you see, red also signifies luck, says Ssica, so we're gonna clinch those As.

Ah hell,

"26 As for T34, yo!"

=====

And here are the pics of Ssica's Jack Russell, 乐乐, as promised. The hyperactive thing was bounding along the parquet floor with its nails sounding like a hail of rice on a hard floor. As you can see, it was never still for a single moment. Tsk.

2007-10-25T23:34:00.000+08:00

I was just thinking, (in the shower, no less) what if I suddenly got into some freak accident and so suay got knocked up and somehow had my head hit some weird and very hard object and somehow got my memory erased.

Can probably imagine the scene with people all around me, as I wake up. Thing is, I'd possibly have lost my memory and can't tell the difference from my girlfriend to my sister, yeah don't even get me started on psychological incest. Anyway, seeing that in such a case I wouldn't remember much of how I used to be, I think it's pretty safe to create a memory that I could use to see how I was like before such an accident. *knocks on wood for safe measure* Maybe you should too, you never know.

Anyway.

Hi, Nicholas! This is the old you speaking, do you remember who I am? Of course you don't, that truck/lorry/car/grandmother knocked you up real bad. In any case, you used to be like me once, and here I am trying to help you regain your memory again. So when you finally do, remember to reward me and give yourself a good treat! Ice cream please (:

1) Your birthday is on the 3rd of April 1990. In fact, the nation declared the 3rd of April every year a national holiday because of you. But Lee Kuan Me took it away now that you don't even remember who you are, that ass.

2) You have a very pretty girlfriend! Her name is Jessica Alba.

3) You used to be very handsome too! Here's a picture of you.

4) You were very happy. Your life was complete. (this one is serious)

5) You belonged to a great class, which you loved and cherished. They were 1T34.

6) You loved playing the guitar. It was one thing that kept you going, apart from 1T34 and Jessica.

7) You HATED emo songs. If you like them now, GET RID OF THAT DIRTY HABIT YOU SHIT.

8) Somehow or another, you used to be really funny. Really.

9) You had great friends. Andres, Aaron Lim Yong, Eddie, Ezra, Gilbert, Ken, Marcus, Rowena, Sherlyn, Varian, just to name a few. The rest would've already come up and introduced themselves to you all over again if they were that close. Just like making friends all over again.

10) Your favourite food was a good plate of chicken rice.

11) Your dream was to grow up and be a chef/ go into the bermuda triangle/ jam with Deep Purple (just kidding)

12) You have a hidden stash of crack hidden beneath the floorboards of your room. Go check it out.

13) There's a girl whose picture you have in your wallet. Remember her?

14) You don't forget grudges easily. There's this certain faggot whom you wished you threw off the CJC building.

I think, these ought to suffice for now. Take my cue la, go try creating a memory too/

2007-10-23T23:20:00.000+08:00

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground

And I'm hearing what you say

But I just can't make a sound

You tell me that you need me

Then you go and cut me down

But wait...You tell me that you're sorry

Didn't think I'd turn around and say..

I can almost hear the cries of despair of little kids all over the world, now that the news is out. Straight from the horse's mouth :

DUMBLEDORE IS GAY

Please, to all those who simply take refuge in denial, I speak of the 'g' word here as being HOMOSEXUAL. It's interesting to note that all this while, the world's greatest wizard has been a closet homo. Which means of course, Voldemort's got a very distinct advantage over his closest rival.

Anyone bothered to tell Tom Riddle that all he has to do is just dangle Orlando Bloom in front of Dumbledore in a duel to win the damn thing. But I can't imagine to what cost would Orlando Bloom agree to be bait, unless of course he's of the same sexual orientation as Dumbly? I know Meena's heart would break, and that's not a very good birthday present, considering he's her quote-unquote, flaming god of love. Cheesy.

How now brown cow? That the unsung hero of the Harry Potter series (the more obvious one being Potter himself) likes men? I think no one is safe from his clutches, and knowing that he takes obvious delight in Gryffindorians, Slytherin(ians) better watch out for his "wand". That means you, Draco.

Why, Rowling, why? Now book sales all over the world are going to drop because little chewren are afraid that kind Dumbledore might come out of the book and ass rape them. Awwww...boycott Harry Potter, quick! Before Rowling reveals that Ron is actually a she-male who's afraid of critters like spiders; pussy boy!

Admittedly, I grew up on Harry Potter as (cheesy as it may sound) an escape to another universe of magical & mystical mumbo-jumbo. To hear that the man who saves Harry's ass just because Harry has deficiencies irritatingly in promptness and creativity(but surprisingly abundant with gung-ho spirit) actually have certain flaws of his own, is simply heartbreaking. I mean, it'd would (worst case scenario) incite the conjuring of images of Dumbledore going "Wingardium Leviosa" just to get into the mood by making boys fly around the room naked in a kinky fashion. Even worse, replace those boys with a very sallow-faced Snape wearing only loose cotton underpants.

Bleargh/

Coincidentally, as raised by Sarah, now that the advocation of the repeal of the Penal Code 377A is become an increasingly rampant hot issue, the occurence of this just had to come then/ Is God trying to say something?

Please not let it be "Let homosexuality rule."

2007-10-22T01:55:00.000+08:00

It's always fun to have a battle in the middle of the night, when chemistry is driving you nuts.
Hello, brother.

Nicholas says:
Your mother botak

♥ says:
your dad skinny

Nicholas says:
your sister prostitute

♥ says:
your brother ducky

Nicholas says:
wtf your whole family sell condoms

♥ says:
your relatives fuck freely

Nicholas says:
your auntie armpit smelly

♥ says:
your uncle leg hair rebonded

Nicholas says:
Your father no dick

Nicholas says:
sorry

Nicholas says:
I meant

Nicholas says:
your father small dick

♥ says:
your mum loose pussy

Nicholas says:
your sister saggy breast

Maybe next week, PQ, let's go roast mutton and win ourselves a Motorola K3. Each sms only costs 30 cents.

2007-10-14T22:47:00.000+08:00

I had the runs a few days ago. I suspect the culprit was the little, what did Jess call it now...oh yes, the little Bimbo pill escapade I had the other day. Qi laughed when I told her over the phone (yes, the sound was that unmistakable).

Well.

There's this new show in town, though actually it's labelled 'coming soon'. It's starring Daniel Radcliffe, also known as Harry I'm-so-cool-cos-I-can-make-light come-out-from-the-tip-of-my-wand Potter. It's titled December Boys.

I don't know how you feel. But basically, I think December Boys is a screwed up name for a movie.

Somehow or another, linking the word 'Boys' with the name of a month in ANY circumstance makes the entire phrase sound strange. Of course in the more severe cases, such a name would be mentally associated with say, a Strip Club (right?) for men who like little naked boys dancing around poles wearing little Santa hats, the kind with the little bell at the end that go 'ring-ding-ding' everytime the boy shakes his tootsie.

Now imagine Harry Potter doing that.

Ya. Yucks.

But as with all errm, thought-provoking movie, it'd probably garner a top rated review from some famed critic. I can imagine NY Times going:

OH MY GOD, THIS IS LIKE THE BEST SHOW EVER!

DECEMBER BOYS DESERVE A THREE THUMBS UP!

Wasn't there a similar reaction to another director's movie recently, his name sounding something like 'ugly'?

Even though certain parts were edited (no doubt this was prompted by the Singapore Censorship Board on account of little girls all over the island, inconveniencing their mothers with curious inquiries of "Mummy, why that woman never wear clothes?"), newspaper reviews in town waxed lyrical over the film's merits, despite the absence of errm, thought-provoking scenes, e.g. Tony Leung discovering the female lead, etc. Curious how the mind works, surprisingly, there are still Ah Peks who complain that the Yangtze cinema screens insufficient grainy arthouse films for them & advocate for more.

I guess there's an inner Michael Jackson in all of them la.

Daniel Radcliffe in a Santa's hat, anyone?

2007-10-09T14:55:00.000+08:00

Sitting on a tire swing,
flying like Tarzan through the trees
and back to the bus when the sun goes down.

I took on a dare by Qi today. And ate a pill of Panadol Menstrual. It didn't half taste as bad as umm, per say, a usual aspirin, but it did get me feeling a little queasy a while later, knowing that I've only just ingested a pill meant for women dealing with their time of the month [which, I was told by Qi (or rather I reluctantly listened to), only hurted as much as somebody stabbing you in the thigh]. But before anyone screams "details!" I suppose I ought to include a fair explanation of an incentive to take the dare, & what the plug was Qi doing with an entire blister pack of these anyway.

As it turned out, Qi was having these "times" except that it occured err, irregularly (verbatim from the way she told it, I swear). Apparently, these little monsters (angels?) perk up your system somehow that it makes a little more well, regular, & also easier to bear.

I imagine that it must be very painful.

Anyway, so we were having something to eat at the Starbucks at Paragon when she whipped out the silver-foiled packs, popped one of 'em out & chugged it down together with a mouthful of her frappe or whatever. Curious as I was, I fingered it (the pack), flipping it over to reveal the proclaimation "PANADOL MENSTRUAL) in large jet-black letters staring straight at me.

Wow, I thought,
they actually have something for this kind of thing.
Qi, mistakening my look of curiosity & interest as one of utmost horror, snapped "Aiyah, it's only a pill. For what guys don't have."

Oh.

Then all of a sudden, she comes up with a preposition, delivered of course with her usual charm & poise :

"Nicholasss (she adds a slight hint of a purr at the end, but sounded more like a hiss), I DARE (this' where she strikes) you to take one of these."

"Siao, it's not as if I can't bleed down there in 30 day intervals."

"Then it shouldn't matter, righttt (here comes the purr again).. It'll have no effect what..."

At this comment, a vivid image of my haemoglobin and what-other-cells-have-you slowing escaping from a cavity in a certain part of my anatomy, flashed. Not...cool, I must include. But being me, really, just being me, I took her on & swallowed the pill with the last of my hot chocolate (not being gay, I just didn't feel like drinking coffee).

As if it was the Dr. Jekyll's potion or, God forbid, some sort of male poison, she fixed her eyes on me (or somewhere on me) for a few moments, waiting to see if perhaps I'd start an amazing transformation to err, Hyde? Or maybe a Woman? Well, I didn't. In fact, I just sat there staring back at her, and perhaps also grumbling that in less than 10 lousy minutes I'd run out of a beverage I paid 6 bucks for. 6 bucks.

Later on, on the train home I was indeed feeling a little strange. No, not the feeling of incontinence (for the uninitiated, that's simply pee coming out when you don't want it to) or anything like that, but more of a latent fear that eeeeyer, I just swallowed something not meant for my gender. There are rules for that, you know, just as females are not supposed to take something meant for Erectile Dysfunction, even if the doctor did recommend it, in which case he'd probably be a quack. Not only for the fact that it does nothing, yes nothing, of benefit for that someone of pseudo-masculinity/feminism but also because you never know what kind of backlash you might get for such a temptation.

I think I'd better go shit or something.

2007-10-04T10:12:00.000+08:00

"That girl has a friggin' fireball for a heart."

- James Heartsock Junior

Anyway, I'd like to say, yes I feel slightly better now that Promos are over. But I don't like to lie. & no I don't wank, my lean (yes, lean) body is the result of genes. I swear.

Was reading this book (actually I've read it ten times before) on the way to school; Ash Wednesday by Ethan Hawke. If any of you recall, I was quite hyped on by the theme of Ash Wednesday a number of months ago, well meet the culprit. Ah hah. It's an interesting book la, chock-full of sex, love and appreciative adventura. A little better than Maxim or FHM.

Anyway, all I have to say is, "I love Christy Ann Walker."

ARRR! :)

Switched hairdressers the other day at Klearcut, boy, did she look uncannily like a certain Xiaxue. I thought she was, initially, judging from the application of enough mascara to sink a boat, and the unmistakeable "golden-lian" tint of her mane.

*at this juncture, I'd like to mention that another feature was that she was pretty "bak bak" (hokkien for meaty), but I think I'd like to refrain from any slander lawsuits.

"Fwoah, getting your hair washed, blown (the hair, not me), and cut by a celebrity blogger, all for 25 bucks."

At first I thought it was some sort of celebrity stunt, like the sort you catch on Girls Out Loud where Ros or Wendy get to try something out of the ordinary like screwing up some guy's hair all in the name of media & posterity. The worst thing was, as I was imagining then, they would do it while simultaneously LAUGHING. 25 bucks for a celebrity hairscrewup I can stand, laughing at their own disastrous creations that normally would incite numerous WTFs, I cannot.

Anyway, as things went by, she only did the actual potong of my hair, the washing (shiok) was done by this other person, presumably the owner or at least the supervising stylist, judging from pseudo-Xiaxue's address to her as "big sister". We struck up a convy & I casually mentioned the resemblance, & in return came an entire barrage of protests :

"You sure or not?! I'm prettier right?"
"Xiaxue where got so slim one!"
"Actually, only those who don't know me well say that. All my friends say I'm much more beautiful."

Pertaining to the latest remark, I reserve my comments. Of course I don't know you well la, we just met.

As it appears, she used to work at Mediacorp Studios as a hairstylist (stylist only, I was wondering if she has a 10,000 year experience in cutting hair) for the various artistes. I couldn't imagine myself walking out of Klearcut with a Christopher Lee 'do; somehow when it comes to Mediacorp, he's the first person that comes to mind. But hey, it turned out pretty okay & I walked out satisfied, twenty-five bucks & a lot of hair lighter.

Kua kua kua

Are you on Facebook yet?

2007-09-25T00:11:00.001+08:00

It's been three months Thad! Father was just kind enough to remind us at mass just now.
Your parents and Thomas were reciting the rosary where you rest just now; Aaron and I were with them. But of course you know that. We miss you.

Wish you were here.

Confirmation '07 Entrance Hymn

Soli Deo Gloria

2007-09-03T15:17:00.001+08:00

Supercollider
shooting inside your mind

Hiatus from blogging, chionging promos ftw/

2007-08-30T16:35:00.000+08:00

I chanced across some random bulletin on Friendster today. Not that I've a lot of time to go on Friendster to check bulletins, but this one caught my eye. It said:

CHINESE HOROSCOPE (Freakishly Correct)

Being the curious type, I ventured a sneak into one of those things I thought have probably circulated around the network for a decade or so. After all, there were instances of which I did discover something kickass interesting. You can try it if you want, but my evaluation's down there. Comments in brackets.

Anyway, this one read,

DO NOT CHEAT OR IT WON'T WORK AND YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN'T. TAKE 3 MINUTES TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT.

THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL (standard chain mail protocol to include this :D )

NO CHEATING!!!! THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME.

DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT.

IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY

1st. Get PEN and PAPER

2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW

3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS!!!!! Very important for good results.

4th SCROLL DOWN ONE LINE AT THE TIME DON'T READ AHEAD

otherwise YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.

1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITENUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN onthe LEFT.

2. Next to the NUMBERS 1 & 2, WRITEDOWN ANY 2 NUMBERS YOU WANT. DO YOUHAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?

3. Next to the NUMBERS 3 & 7,WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. SAME SEX IF GAY

CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT

4. WRITE ANYONE'S NAME (like FRIENDS or FAMILY...) next to 4, 5, & 6.DON'T CHEAT OR YOU'LL BE UPSET THATYOU DID

5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9,10, & 116.

Finally, MAKE A WISH (I suppose this adds to the idea of it being a chain mail *see above*)

ARE YOU READY? (well, duh)

HERE IS THE KEY TO THE GAME

1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE THAT LIKE YOUis found in SPACE 2

2. THE PERSON IN SPACE 3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE

3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in SPACE 7

4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in SPACE 4

5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.

6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR LUCKY STAR

7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE PERSON IN NUMBER 3

8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE PERSON IN 7

9. THE 10TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT YOUR MIND

10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT LIFE

11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR LUCKY NUMBER

repost this *WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS.IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE. REPOST WITH CHINESE HOROSCOPE

(*isn't it in every chain mail?)

My first thought was, this is really bad grammar and spelling.

My second thought was, this is really stupid and I'm probably gonna regret trying it out. So I did, it was somewhat (actually bloody hell) inaccurate.

Anyway, my answers to this were :

1) 8

2) 7

3) Rowena

4) Muthu Tamilselvan

5) Thomas Tan (my father)

6) Mario Chua

7) Agatha

8) The Great Escape

9) Through The Fire and Flames

10) We Believe

11) Original Prankster

Ooookayyy...So according to the answer key,

1) 7 people like me.

2) I love Rowena?!?! WTF?!?!

3) Agatha, I'm sorry but it says our relationship cannot work :(

4) I care most about Muthu Tamilselvan?!?! WTF?!?!

5) Yeah I thought that was acceptable, after all he's my old man.

6) Okay la....he saved my ass a couple of times, as a best friend.

7) The Great Escape → Rowena? Okay, maybe.

8) Through The Fire and Flames → Aggie? Hmm, this is getting good.

9) I totally didn't understand this one. We Believe tells me most about my mind?!

10) Original Prankster tells me how I feel about life. Refers to my devil-may-care attitude I suppose. Thanks.

11) 7 is my lucky number, you twat, not 8.

Umm, I'd give it 4/10 overall for accuracy, a big fat ZERO for coherence in questions.

2007-08-29T22:01:00.000+08:00

Managed to take out a bluff on a few people that I'm leaving CJC at the end of the year to continue my JC2 studies in AJC instead.

Really ah? Or you bluffing me one? Must be bluffing.

Yay! Now I have the whole class to myself to terrorise.

Haha! I swear your jokes are getting more & more hilarious by the day.

The thing is, if it weren't a joke, I guess the idea itself would be verrryy entertaining I must say. I know how Charmaine feels now, it isn't too distant from my own opinions too. Zzz. But after snubbing the Vice-Principal (AJC's, not Jek Suan) by walking into the school in March with nothing but a t-shirt and green berms plus my slippers with a CJC appeal form, chances are, they'd take their opportunity to pinch my nose if I ever step into that school again.

KNN! Your basketball team didn't even get second this year!

Anyways, more pictures of the class. (or of me)

What's wrong with my shooting wrist?

Like Mike

2007-08-24T14:24:00.000+08:00

Took this from kennysia.com

The man's bloody hilarious. Thought I might share this, it made me laugh.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Remember the Andy Lau / Chicken Little comparison I did a while back?

That Felicity took a look at my picture and said that I look like a cartoon character myself.

Which cartoon character, I asked.
She showed me this pic.

Bloody hell!

Is this what you call an "unkenny resemblance"!?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

And then some guy with too much time on his hands made this.

Damn ugly can.

-taken from kennysia.com

2007-08-22T14:06:00.000+08:00

I bumped into Jacqueline at the drink stall, this morning.

One of the first things she said (I only say this because I've genuinely forgotten what she asked me beforehand haha, sorry Jac you don't make much of an impression.) was "sooo...how's Jaclyn?"

Experiences taught me to answer "ummm, she's fine I guess."

Now, I know Jacq knows her through attending the same tuition class, Auntie Lynette or some funneh tuition class like that, but then, she's never asked me how things are with umm, the Wife. Lol. Come to think of it, she went on to probe deeper : "soooo....are you guys okay already or are you still, you know, letting things cool? (at which she does some pseudo-surfer hand action)"

At that, my eyes went wide because no one, NO ONE, knows so elaboratedly about this break thing we have. Hmm, of course at this juncture I should probably mention I didn't describe the entire issue on this blog.

So I just said, "Oh, she told you eh?".

She replied, "No, not her but someone else."

Which of course almost made me gasp in disbelieve, which I didn't cos I was trying to burp concurrently. How many people know about this much information I've never shared with anyone save for Mario & my imaginary friend, Nicole?

& I'm thinking, this r/s is getting too publicised. Zzz. Keeping under wraps is key (or one of them) to a surviving r/s, methinks.

She is one difficult girlfriend;

2007-08-16T23:49:00.000+08:00

The taste of smoke is alluring once more. - Nicholas

I'll show you just how much you have grown up.
-Qi

2007-08-12T22:53:00.000+08:00

I got a rude shock when I viewed my blog 0_O and somehow or another, it wasn't as palatable as breakfast in bed, but all the same, I'm wondering,

How come I never get the girls who stand by their man so ferociously? Lol, it must be the short hair. Don't ask me why, I don't know either :P

Anyway, to Ruth (whoever you are, Ken's girl or who), I shall not contest your points, but I am compelled to point out a few inherent mistakes in your arguments, if you please of course, perhaps someday it will help you in your General Paper.

1) Intellect does not, in anyway relate to Maturity. You could have a young boy who's smart enough to know things such as loyal girlfriends don't come every other day, and then you have older teens who take these girls for granted (like me hahahaha).

2) I shall not employ the use of sarcasm here (as previously planned) as it will probably spark off another conflict between you & yours truly here. Anyway, in my humble opinion, I don't think it's proper to label me as "childish", especially if you happen to be a girl totally unrelated to me posting seven, SEVEN mind you, hate tags on the blog of someone she doesn't. Even. Know.

3) Dipshit happens to be a totally randomly affectionate term for Kenneth & I. Think that's childish? Try asking your darling Kenneth the names he likes to call my mom & I for kicks. Yes, that's right, he insults my mother whenever he feels like it. Not very mature now is it?

4) Please get your facts right, that's verrryyy important if you plan to make an argument against someone/thing. I did not insult your being in Secondary 5; I was in fact trying to shake Ken's hand. My ex-girlfriend is currently in Secondary 5 too, proving I don't discriminate against people in N(A). However people mentioned in (2) do tend to make me feel a bit annoyed at times. I suppose Kenneth must have conveyed it to you in a very biased and opinionated manner but of course I shall give him the benefit of the doubt :)

Andddddd......lastly, to Kenneth,

In any case, I said nothing against your girl or anyone else, if you remember I was proffering a hand to you for a shake. Buddies don't spite each other do they? All the same, you know how it's like, how I feel, when you call my mother those names you call her? This is your girlfriend, but that was my mother okay? See the difference?

Comparing how your reactions now to a misinterpretation of my actions & how I simply, good-naturedly shake off your incessant name-calling insulting my half-heritage, I suppose, if I may say so, that it can be considered that I am not so childish after all, but you are the immature and unfeeling one here?

I don't know (but I have a nagging suspicion) if there is someone in your class I know who is telling you false things I am supposedly saying against you, but as I said above, buddies don't spite each other, especially not for nothing too. I don't have any case against you, and you wouldn't trust someone who's been with you since your first day in Primary School?

We used to be such friends.

I'm sure I don't need to elaborate which two words are the operative words here.

2007-08-08T02:11:00.000+08:00

New story on Muse Inc, but I'm only halfway done. Comments please.

2007-08-02T23:29:00.000+08:00

You know,

just to appease you weird weird people out there conforming to the "tag" phenomenon, (e.g. Priscilla Su, Jessica, Qi) I shall play along & share 10 things that I consider(ed) unusual about me.

1) I used to have this habit of rubbing my shirt collar (when I'm wearing it) with my thumb. Enjoyable.

2) Unbeknownst to the class, I also used to have a habit of buffing my nails. On one hand.

3) I went for eyebrow threading once in two months before the GST increase. KNNBCCB.

4) I am unusually deceptive & manipulative. Believe me.

5) Except to those friends I hold dearest, of course.

6) My torso is slightly slanted to one direction, about 18 degrees It's alright, I guess, sucks only when you want nice, defined abdominal muscles =\

7) My second & third choice for PSLE postings were CHIJ (Toa Payoh) & CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls Secondary School.

8) If there was a CJC Netball team for guys, I reckon I'd be one of the eager firsts to join.

9) Believe it or not, I'm actually straight.

10) I have a penis. (haha actually I don't find that weird. Some of you do, I know)

HAPPY? Okay, after that torturous (may I add, totally redundant) racking of brains, I'll tagg...

1) Whoever's not tagged yet.
2) Whoever's not tagged yet.
3) Whoever's not tagged yet.
4) Whoever's not tagged yet.
5) Whoever's not tagged yet.
6) Whoever's not tagged yet.

Random fact of the day : Luncheon meat really ftw.

On a more melancholic note; I suppose, everyone deserves a second chance, don't they? Or third, fourth, fifth, hell a thousandth. Because, my point really is, we all make mistakes some point or another.

and, somehow I believe we all want someone to pick us up when we do.

& will Mom&Dad, Jaclyn, Jenn, Ro, Mario, SN Sisters, IJTP Sisters, SJC Sisters, Qi, Melvyn, Gong Jiao-ers, be there to do that? What really intrigues me is, what is the limit I can push that privilege ( I stress privilege ) until each one of you really gives up? I've done so much I am not proud of, & let down many, & each time, I always thought I've crossed the line, but somehow Pardon pulls me up & gives me seven slaps.

I dread the day it just leaves me there & laughs.

Forgiveness is not just a pardon, it's a sacrifice on one's part. Regardless of context, I never want to let anyone down; to solely take the responsibility of various vocations so resolutely on myself, like the Chinese say : 单枪匹马, is probably placing a toll on me heavier than I ever anticipated.

Carbon turns to diamonds under pressure, or so they say.

Unknowing to most, I've also learnt that that particular reaction has dynamic equilibria, meaning that if one has enough patience (& eats bloody healthily enough to last a few thousand years) you'd probably see your diamonds turning back in coal. Chew on that for good measure,

as evident from a quote placed on Aggie's blog :

The best thing about being a pessimist is, you're either proven right, or will be pleasantly proven right.

but then again, interesting quotes don't always equate to being non-anomalous. There I go, pessimistic behaviour again, RARRRRR.

Today was an interesting day, probably because it was the first time in a while I really laughed. The usual suspects were off to the showers after P.E., & for the first time I was waiting for my cubicle alone.

Bored (of being the shampoo & shower-gel passer), I yelled to 1T34's resident peranakan joker, "CHENG YOU, HURRY UP LA." Looking forward to his predictively honest-meets-tactless answer, I instinctively edged forward slightly on the wooden bench I was on. To my utter disbelief (and of course the part of your brain that controls your laughter, called asjhdiaq), Cheng You replied with a "OKAY LA, I'M COMING, DON'T DISTURB ME."

Boys being boys, naturally we laughed. The spontaneity & pun of it all was just, laugh-out-loud hilarious.

To which, I replied after a while, "CHENG YOU. HURRY UP LA." & in response to my impatient urging, "OKAY LA, OKAY LA I'M CLEANING MYSELF."

No prizes for guessing what the rest of us did. Yes, that's right, we laughed. Baba Cheng You (his official title, thanks to his faux Peranakan heritage) should really learn the art of being tactful, & maybe someday we might all laugh at another joker who thinks before he speaks, hopefully when he's not "coming in the shower"/

Not that I'm far better, of course, I let slip a "Calvin, can you help me take my underwear from the Robinson's plastic bag. Thanks ah."

Which of course drew more laughter from the usual suspects.

I miss you, come back safe.

2007-07-31T01:41:00.000+08:00

It's 1:43 am.

I'm still mugging chemistry! & nothing seems to sink in.

& halfway round the world, Jaclyn is on a plane to bloody Cambridge.

Sigh.

Take me away from here.

2007-07-28T17:08:00.000+08:00

& coriander grows along the banks
where we go walking at night.
Creeping slowly over the ground,
we tiptoe round the garden
trying not to tramp it down.

I suppose, it sure is harder than it looks, saying no to someone in dire need. All because there is no way you could assist them.

1T34 VS. 1T04 yesterday! & good game, guys & girls of both sides, we played an enjoyable victorious game. 28-17! Well played,

Ro, for your perseverance
Andre the Golden Boy, for your layups
Ezra, for your fast breaks
Zhi Ying, for playing though you felt like puking
Nicole, for the bitch within you ((:
Aggie, for your unleashing your hidden masculinity (just kidding)

No matter how insignificant one of us ever feels we are, it's the little parts we play that compose the macro view of things. Not a single one of us is able to claim at any time that a victory is due to the efforts of one person alone.

So, Rowena, add oil, & thanks for playing ((: We still have many more matches *if you know what I mean ;)*

2007-07-26T13:26:00.000+08:00

New Coach : Lim De Neng.

Training yesterday was all killer no filler, those two hunks called thighs are still screaming in aching agony. & really, I think I am in desperate need of deep heat. De Neng is a rather good coach though.

Sadist yes, but really, I couldn't give a damn.

Warm-ups was horse-stance against the wall for a 5 minute count. Painful, but bearable.
Then he introduced it,

"In my days here (he was the captain of CJ篮球 5 years ago) whenever we wanted to leave the court for a drink, we had to pay an exit fee : 20 free throws in a row, for every missed shot, everyone would give the coach twenty,"

"But seeing as it's your first time, I shall give you all a discount, 1c free throws in a row. If one person misses, you give me ten."

I suppose we've never did so many pushups in our lives.

All in all, training was hell, but albeit a fun one (the incongruity). Nigel & I had to stay back for extra training; we were the only two center players CJC has at this point. Fun.

Nothing much to post.

2007-07-23T16:04:00.000+08:00

You know what they always say, Nicholas

Work Harder.

2007-07-20T15:13:00.000+08:00

Dear God,

Thank you for bringing me up these past 17 years. 17 years is a long time, long enough for me to experience a few of Life's simple pleasures such as friends, family, love, & of course, chicken rice.

Thank you for my Mom & Dad, without either of each I would not be here today; thank you for providing me with a mother who is warm & understanding & doesn't smack me if I commit an offence; thank you for the gift of a man with principles & altruistic nature for a father (though sometimes he can be quite incoherent in his arguments), they're both very kick-ass parents & I love them.

Thank you for granting the gift of quick & nimble fingers to play the guitar, and also a rich, deep bass voice so I can sing, & a pair of ears that aren't tone-deaf to do both. May I always use these gifts, and others I might have left out (like all 187cm of my height), to do glory to your name, and to make you proud of me.

Thank you for my friends, Lord, people whom have made a difference in my life some way or another, in a subtle manner or otherwise, they have played a major part in shaping my character to who I am today, the good and, the bad. They have been there for me when I needed them to be, they have given me help when I needed it, they have picked me up when I fell down, & they have forgiven me when I most needed forgiveness.

- Thank you for my SJC/St. Nick's/CHIJ TP sisters, they have provided me a valulable insight to the female intellectuality & have given me exceptional advice on certain issues (Yes.) They have made some boring nights turn into a conventional laugh-out-loud conference with their unabashed self-proclamations, teasing, & affirmations. They have given me strength in times of a particular adversity. I shall never look at convent girls in the same way again thanks to you guys (girls). God bless each one of you & once again thanks ((:

- Thank you for reliable St. Gabriel's guys in my class. After-PE showers will never be the same again, with our incessant requests for the shampoo & shower gel to be passed along the floor of our cubicles, with Ezra's habit of using the light mirror to peep on PeiQing in the shower, with our individual narcissm in front of the mirror for a good 15 minutes, & with the chiong-ing of meals during our breaks to avoid being left as the last person who's to clean up every plate. You people have been reliable friends, thanks & amen to that.

-Thank you for my homosexual friends, gays & lesbians alike. They have given me another perspective into looking at homosexuals altogether, that it is not their fault they're like that, that it is in fact not a disease & that society should just welcome them back (albeit with a little caution) & that because you have a plan for them in their lives, they should accept themselves for who they are, for they were/are/always will be created in your own likeness.

-Thank you for my bisexual friends, like Alicia who is currently cheating on Han Sheng with a girl in the same class, as evident by the frequent lip-kisses & hand-holding just to spite me when I say I will do the same to Han Sheng. They have shown me that diversity is not bad too.

Thank you, Lord, for the gift of a warm, nice, caring, beautiful, sexy, tender, loving girlfriend. She has given me much happiness (who cares about the bad stuff), & I pray that you will bless our relationship always & keep us consumed in quiver love. I just want ~~to be with her always~~ her to be happy always. & I pray you will help us tolerate each other in our times of conflict & help us grow deeper in faith & love together.

Thank you, for certain teachers in my life, both in & out of the classroom, for they have taught me lessons that no textbook could teach me, installed those intrinsic values I will keep rooted within, & boy have they taught me well. Thank you, teachers, for also playing a part in moulding who I am today.

Thank you, for my siblings, Christina & Tiffanie. They give me endless joy & have been generous in our dealings. X'tina has taught me the very virtues of being a person & has evolved to somewhat of a confidante, while Tiffanie, thanks for your FullMetal Alchemist comics. Love you two to bits.

In all, thank you for all you've done for me; I pray you will continue to be there when I need you, to accept me for a son though I've committed ~~numerous~~ uncountable sins against you. Be there at my rising & lead me I pray, to a more positive character & stronger will. Help me make the right choices & lead me not into temptation, though I usually find it myself. Give me the strength to forgive & pardon those who have trespassed against me, in more ways than one, whether directly or indirectly, & provide me the grace to accept whatever Life/You throw at me, & also the maturity to overcome my obstacles with the knowledge that they are there to make me stronger. Help me to look at events from more than one viewpoint, to avoid bias, & to understand people or situations in the eyes of an impartial character.

These I ask. Amen.

2007-07-18T12:20:00.000+08:00

Two roads diverged into a wood,
I took the one less travelled by
and that has made all the difference.

These past few days are okay, I'm still adjusting to life w/o her, no more nightly how-was-your-day texts. All the same, transition was never easy, regardless of context.

I wonder how she's doing?

& I'm wondering how things will turn out on Aug14th.

Never easy, indeed.

I've only just realised, almost every occasion I'm on the phone with Mario, the inevitable inquiry that is bound to arise somewhere in the conversation, would be (from him to me):

"Has your sex life improved?"

And I'm thinking, huh what kind of a question is that? You might as well ask if I'm picking up hookers for kicks now.

You see, a question like this, really I should think, belongs in a book titled "Damned If You Do, Damned If You Don't, a compilation of unanswerable questions by Random Retards". It should sit alongside those questions Man has never found a plausible or satisfying answer to and probably never will, such as "are you still beating your wife?" or from a masculine perspective, "does my butt look fat in this pair of sweat pants?"

Anyway, coming back from that slight deviation, my replies to that question each time would be more of less similar to the previous one.

Yes. Obviously not, you fool.

Sometimes, it's strange & somewhat surreal (well, maybe that is too exaggerated) to know so many of your friends who're more or less sleeping around so promiscuously, & knowing that hey someday a little Mario Jr. is gonna pop out & call you Uncle.

Brrr... the thought...

Back to basics, it's time to talk about Academics! Wo0+3rz! My grades are teh seks (latin for damn good) I must say, as evident from my previous post. & somehow, along with five hundred other blue smurf factory workers, I'm feeling that I've let countless teachers down with my grades *hangs head down in shame, then releases uncontrollable snigger*

But really, I think it's a personal ~~defeat~~ letdown as well. I've never gotten an Ungraded mark in my entire life, I really don't suppose now's any reason to start.

"Oh sure Nicholas, everyone around you is getting nice smileys on their test sheets too."

I don't want to be part of the crowd in this situation, not at all.

& looking at Aggie,

Aggie=powerhouse (in more ways than one)

She's keeping awake through lectures, and I only know when people say so; the obvious reason here is that I'm too asleep to notice that. & Economics really is boring. Still, I've been trying la, and with the recent ban on caffeine imports into Nicholas, staying awake is one hell of a task.

加油, 子骏!!!

Promotionals are coming soon. But I've more than that to worry about. I really should start focusing on school instead of those other work I have. It certainly isn't a delectable feeling to have Ms. Violet Teo threatening to snap your neck in two every few seconds. & dammit, a nine pointer who retains?

Is that an oxymoron?

Tell me so.

I'm just putting all my hope in the Lord, all that's troubling me now.
& I know my Father will let me rest in him.

Hey, you take care

2007-07-14T23:10:00.000+08:00

"Let's take a break for a month alright. I hope you understand, I need some time by myself to think our relationship over."

"whatever. have a nice july."

& I am thinking, huh.

I am just so tired of her nonsense & I shall not even bother explaining my rationale behind it. But a month it is, & a month I shall use, to think it over, to evaluate if it's worth carrying on. & a month later she'll be back from Reach Cambridge.

lots of love, take care.

Well, my results are total crap. Let's go, it's a B for Maths, C for GP, D for Literature & Chinese, & two smiley faces for Chemistry & Economics. That's it, tuition does seem like a verrrryyyy viable option for me right now, not to mention totally necessary, if I still want to attain my ambition of doctor/Emmanuel Stroobant.

Boo.

But it still pwns Aaron's U SUCS score. LMAO.

After listening to Jacq on 98.7FM, I've come to a very plausible conclusion, Meena should go become a radio deejay. The incoherent verbal diahorrea sure works for spouting loads of nonsense that listeners want to hear. In any case, it was Say It With Music so I suppose it really didn't matter cos most of what she read were probably from the letters that dedicators have sent in anyway.

I don't think I will ever become a radio deejay, for the simple fact that, I do not babble on & on incoherently, the least bit. All the same, someday it would be fun to re-enact Ong & Leong.

& make people laugh their guts out & make Kathy's pee come out of her eyes.

haro everryyyybaadiii! This is Ong! & this is Leong! Together we are Ong & Leong, the number one rawyers in the country wor!

2007-07-12T00:21:00.000+08:00

"How long do you think we'll be together?"

"Do you think God approves of us?"

"I call you, hoping that you could cheer me up, Nick, but I never get cheered up. I don't know why."

Never? Never at all? Somehow, I really must say, I don't understand you, not until now. & honestly, I am starting to think if saying yes three months ago actually led to anything positive three months later. & finally, finally, I am thinking of what you thought of doing once.

& somehow, I don't know, it doesn't feel that bad. It's not the best thing to say, really, but I don't even feel that it'll be my loss. After all, what have you put in so far? You don't want me to answer that for you/

but I did promise, I won't be the one to let go. I don't regret that promise.

JORDAN, can you please stop your kissy-kissy nonsense/

True to my word
I've been gay for a week. I love Isaac! Bite me :P

I am tired, so tired, tired of school, results, tired of training, tired of her.
tired of everything.

I dunno how much longer I can hold on if not for you guys. Love you all, you guys are the best.

2007-07-09T01:02:00.000+08:00

Random fact of the day : It takes one to know one; I am going to be gay for a week. Yeah

bite me.

Just the other day, Grace was teaching me how to get fat.

"You must eat a lot of carbohydrates! And protein! Then you mustn't move around too much!"
"Oh, okay."
"& you must snack in between meals! Do you snack in between meals?!"
"Err, no."
"Must! Like that then you'll gain weight."
"Is it?"
"Ya."

Essentially, she was just telling me to do what she tells girls not to do. Hah.

These past couple of weeks have been so tumultous for me, that I simply think it must be all a very bad dream or maybe just some spoiled onions I ate, but I think some due thanks must be given out to those who've tided me over this in some way or another.

-Mario- Thanks, my sexy shuai shuai, for listening to me rant about almost everything I can possibly rant about school, girlfriend & ass-pimple guitar skills.

-Jess, Shan- Thanks, my St. Nick sisters, for those late night conferences with Yinting & I. Takes a load off my mind but also makes me sleep in class the next day. Love you both anyway ((:

-Yinting- I still haven't forgotten the sms you sent. That was encouraging & to let you know, it kept me going when I wanted to give up already. I've a lot to thank you for, friend. Be there for me aye.

-Ashleigh- Ah yes, dear girlfriend's sis, thanks for your trust in both of us, for sticking up for Jaclyn & I in front of Dad, for helping us out when we've problems with each other. Basically just hovering nearby to lend a helping hand whenever, cos you just know Jaclyn & I can make it. Thanks, cos I KNOW you'll be somewhere near when I need your help. (:

-Rowena- EH Gossip buddy! I always like having chats with you, where I can talk about anything & everything & you'd provide the crappiest advice ever. Only joking. But seriously. Everything's within the conversation ya?

WuhhNick'semo-ingwuhhwuhhwhatever.

I'm just thinking,
I'm feeling strangely fine.

I really am growing up. In fact, too fast for my own good. I start to dole out forgiveness where it isn't deserved, but concurrently, I am starting to love the world again, I guess. Enough of that teenage angst, reserved only for emo-indie shits like *smacks forehead* oh wait, I am trying to forgive..

Bochup-ness is taking over!

Baby, we're gonna pull through ((:

pain

2007-07-05T00:29:00.000+08:00

I was just wondering,
I am feeling strangely fine.

Though not quite la, it's some bullshit sort of Zen I'm in.
Must be the enormity of degree of a certain heavy slate of stress I am under.
& I can still find time to blog! Interesting.

Finally, I've at long last made it for my first training in what, a century? No, that's too kind. After 3 months in Sing-Song Club, my physical finess has plummeted to a deplorable state that I can politely describe as not-so-good. And I can't find anyone to blame except myself.

Warm-ups today were 3 rounds around the campus. I am sad to announce that my stamina has likewise fallen from grace. Honestly, I doubt I am able to recreate my awe-inspiring feat of 2.4km in 8 minutes & 35 seconds. Although I managed to lead the pack from start to finish, I actually walked. Three times.

I have never walked in a single race before. Though this wasn't a race, it still does not conceal the congruity of me walking during a run. The stitches hurt like nothing ever before & I was panicking for my heart was beating something fierce. Still, the disappointment was overwhelming when I reached the finish. Training during the first intake with the CJballers included a weekly five-900-metre-rounds-around-the-campus run; in effect, that's weekly cross-country runs. That's not really the point. I used to be (& I emphasis used to) be able to lead the entire J1 ballers & even once, the J2 ballers.

That really says something bout stamina doesn't it? David was saying, we lose it by the week, but we gain it by the week too; that's why it's an extremity, we lose it fast, we gain it fast.

I am taking advantage of P.E. & basketball training to force my fitness level to rise. It's tough shite forcing your body against its own will & it takes a sheer force of willpower to bend your mind to such a way that you limit your mental conjurations to "not pain, not pain" & "one foot after the other".

Already I've drawn up several restrictions for myself, some of which include :

1) Giving up fast food
2) Giving up caffeine
3) Giving up soft drinks

It's painful, very painful, already there are hints of withdrawal symptoms showing, like, I am a manufactured caffeine freak & if I don't drink some sort of caffeine loaded drink e.g. Tea, Coffee etc, I will fall prey to Sleep, & oftentimes it's during the most inappropriate periods like titrating a very (well not quite) voilatile mixture of hydrochloric acid & sodium carbonate. Ouch.

Did I mention I sprained my right thumb during today's training? Yeah, with a well aimed (& very fast too) pass from David. It's swelled to the guise of a beige drumstick now, & it sure makes typing a lot more difficult. Like a certain Priscilla Su, it's some jinxed body part of mine. Already to date, it's been sprained ajhdashdf times & I am starting to feel that perhaps the thumb is getting tired of swelling so often itself.

Jaclyn is getting so strange, on one hand, it's this & that about other guys, when we talk. But when I mentioned briefly about Jaime the other day, she snapped "Can we don't talk about her?"

I think in some strange way, I am finally growing up in maturity of thought. It's his birthday today, & I put everything that has happened behind, & I wished him a happy 17th birthday.

Well done, Nicholas. I am proud of you ((:

2007-07-02T21:04:00.000+08:00

RED VS BLUE

This is hilarious, I always loved machinema.

2007-06-29T00:13:00.000+08:00

Loss/Light

No more
the fierce tempest shalt rage,
an end,
and in its stead, a mild Zephyr
sweeping the parched earth,
like a tear rolling its predestined path
across beige plateaus.

The demise
of Goliath 'twill not be dismissed
with nonchalance
instead, embraced in faith,
trust akin to a warmness on the soul,
in Him that tragedy and tribulation
shall meet this once, but never again.

Oh! and one spies
the faintest glimmer of radiance
extending hope,
enhanced by the pitch passage
through which the blind have
led those who cannot see, with false comfort,
but not quite.

Beauty
that lies in the guise of
a solitary black rose,
provenance of consolation, stems
from fortune's existence of godsent memories
Joy everlasting, and from thence,
we shall be content.

© Nicholas-thedevileatsprata.blogspot.com

wake. up.

2007-06-26T23:59:00.000+08:00

This is a very long post, if you don't have time, don't read.

But those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength
They will soar on wings like eagles
they will run and not grow weary
they will walk and not be faint.

- Isaiah 40:31

It's been 3 months since I wore those algae-green shorts.

and today I wore them again.

I attended Thad's wake just now, and...I couldn't help but to give rise to the utmost grief I have ever experienced in 17 years of life here. Seeing his achievements lined up against the wall, his medals ever so shiny, resting forlorn on the backdrop of the white tablecloth, his phone, the COLOURS award so proudly received.

All of them only expressed one thing : his euphoria in his victorious events, his pride in achieving what others dreamt of reaching, the joy of living the life as Thaddeus.

Things were going so well for you, but why did you have to go? Not now. But it wasn't up to you anyway.

Then going in front of the coffin, it took the muster of every nerve & sinew to fix my gaze upon Thad's peaceful visage. It looked somewhat different, lacking the energy & vibrancy that once tingled upon the surface like sparks of plasma; it seemed as if for once, Thaddeus was really just resting, something I'd never seen him do, not once. His trademark red sunglasses, the ones he donned for every triathlon, the ones he wore when he was the first to cross the finish, were lying on his chest, alongside his cap; these two, in splendid isolation on a sea of white, lying above a heart once so strong & kind.

The tears were gathering in my eyes but stoic as I was, I held them back, not wanting to shed tears in front of Thad, no he wouldn't have wanted that.

It was apparent so many of us who were present, the 公教 guys, the random smatter of people from church (the majority visited yesterday), Thad's family, were all still seized by the fact that Thad was gone, & his body lying so still there bore testimony to that. His father was tenderly stroking Thad's hair through the glass, whispering words of care & love, as if Thad could hear him, even through the transparent yet solid barrier .

Shawn was also stoically maintaining a straight face, attempting to mask his deep melancholy, when his red, moist eyes gave him away.

谢老师 was there too, & not surprisingly, it affected her a considerable amount too. She exhausted her brave front & expressed her grief in the only way she could, with her tears.

Marie just...broke down after singing An Irish Blessing, which in all honesty I was quite surprised to hear the SFXyouthchoir sing.

But at the end of the day, my sympathy really lies with Thad's parents & of course Thomas. It's no insignificant matter losing a beloved son/brother, & from the looks of it they are handling it better than a lot of people expected. Thaddeus must've been the perfect son; he was smart, athletic, well-behaved, trustworthy, and it goes on...They've really taken it with a lot of grace & courage, granted no less by our Father above.

& really, I should think, that was how Thaddeus would have wanted it to be.

If one wanted any more evidence of the legacy & impression Thad left behind on his peers & those who knew him (and I should doubt there'd be anyone who did), google his name. One would find that Thaddeus did leave a lesson that most of us caught on, to treasure those around us more. & even to people who didn't know him, Thaddeus' sudden passing meant something to them.

He died doing what he loved, & it was after he broke his personal best timing, if I may say so, a good way to leave.

Taken from a certain SFX-ian, Serene's blog :

We were having a fun time laughing at Father Gerard's jokes during homily. It was the Youth Community Mass. He was talking about youths not reflecting the values that Catholicism offered and suddenly to the youths' horror and the parents' roar of laughter, he started talking about how some of our Friendster accounts did not indicate at any time that the user was Catholic. And he started talking about his own Friendster account and soon the whole congregation was roaring with laughter. ("I am very honest. I put there occupation - catholic priest. favorite book - bible! favorite music - gregorian chant.") And talking about 'emokid's cutting themselves. Hahaha Father Gerard is extraordinarily cool and up with the times for a Catholic priest. ^^

And then Father Anthony came out just after Father Gerard finished his homily, and after a brief discussion with Father Gerard, stepped atop the podium, and with a voice cracked and hollow with emotion, announced to the entire congregation, "A youth has just collapsed. His heart has stopped -" An audible gasp swept like the rustling of leaves throughout the church. Father bowed his head and choked with despair,

"I am r-rushing him to the hospital. Please, please pray for him. His name is Thaddeus Cheong."

Oh God. Oh God oh God oh God.

The fragility of life is unbelievable. I mean, when you know there's an impending danger, when you're aware of the danger, it isn't that bad. At least the mind can counter its effects by being mentally prepared. We weren't born totally without survival skills. If we do know there's danger coming, sometimes pure instinct takes over. And that moment of adrenaline can actually save you.

But this.

The unexpected, a cancerous growth perhaps, or a heart stopping its beating prematurely. It's frightening, really, how you have absolutely no inkling of when you might just collapse on the floor. Really makes you think.

And it was a youth that collapsed. And if Father Gerard guessed correctly, it was the same Thaddeus that was very athletic and took part in triathlons.

I almost cried when I read this. Thaddeus, it was only three days ago you left everyone behind.

& if, somehow you could ever read this, I want to say :

You owe me that last run, you owe me the promise, & just wait til I'm there where you are.

IT WAS GREAT HAVING YOU AS A FRIEND. & I know you're just living it up over there so don't forget to keep an eye out for us always. Or two.

Rest in peace, buddy.

You will be missed.

May the road rise to meet you,

may the wind be always at your back

May the sunshine warm upon your face,

The rains fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm

of his hand.

R.I.P. Thaddeus Cheong Wing Kit

2007-06-25T00:11:00.000+08:00

It's hard to accept when one of your ex-schoolmates passes away.
It's hard to accept when one of your teammates passed away so suddenly.
Don't even start on your churchmate.

It hits the worst when he was a friend.

Thaddeus Cheong, you still left your promise unkept.
Maybe you made it in jest, but I've kept my part & now you're gone.

Rest in peace, we miss you.

2007-06-23T02:26:00.000+08:00

Popped this off SamFoo's blog. Found it very insightful & filled with meaning

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."

Rebecca - age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy -age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."

Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."

Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

Danny - age 7

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."

Bobby - age 7

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."

Noelle - age 7

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is more handsome than Robert Redford."

Chris - age 7

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."

Karen - age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget,"

Jessica - age 8

Yeahhhh, it does bring warmness. At least it did for me. Thanks, Sam.

& to all my Catholic High homeboys, this is a little love for you all, courtesy of Uzzy.
It took me a while to find.

FYI : THE TEST IS STILL DOWN THERE IF YOU FEEL LIKE FAILING, lovelove:)

2007-06-21T23:53:00.000+08:00

How is it that we don't always get what we want,
& when we pursue it, more often than not,
it's crap back 'atcha?

It laughs in your face,
& I hate that.
No, it's not even sorry.

You're not even sorry.

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Create your own Friend Test here

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OH SHIT, it's Lit Midyrs tomorrow.
Actually it's today,
how about that.

I don't have a spare book of Brave New World!
I AM FAAARRRKKKEDDD

Hopefully, they won't be ngeow about it.
Hopefully.

I didn't study, I'll be honest, not for Literature anyway.
I'm not banking anything on Lit, truth be told,
& Jaclyn can bear testimonial to that.
Then again, the last Lit assessment I ever took
was three years ago. OMG.

Went out to do some studying with her today. On my way to Coffee Bean, it so happened that by some coincidence, I crossed paths with Fabian & Nicole. Conveniently mentioning Jaclyn was inside, I manage to get Nicole to willing/excitedly waste some time with her, while Fabian & I wasted a good half-hour talking all sorts of nonsense about the current Cath. High trend, which involves something like :

1) Catholic High's uniform has 3 silver buttons & two plastic ones? The "in"-thing now is to hide the plastic ones with your pants.

2) In the past we'd pull our shorts really low, to make them look like a pair of bermudas. Now, it's the other way round. Really, just reverse everything.

3) Current Catholic High boys just scream "cool". Really. Not.

& then we went on & on, & on, about all the hype about Ocean's Thirteen which he caught yesterday with the J2 Choir guys, & I a couple of weeks back. Wrapping up which, we chanced upon some whole rendezvous (pronounced ren-derz-voos) of the J2 choir folks further down in Yoshinoya.

Speaking of all these makes me hungry as hell.

Good morning, Starshine! The Earth says HELLO.

Thank your lucky stars she's so forgiving. If I had my way I'd fuck you upside down. & the only reason I'm not doing it, is because of her.

2007-06-21T00:11:00.000+08:00

Haha listen & Laugh

three really old episodes of Ong & Leong :)

Ong & Leong: Smack that a$$

Ong & Leong: How to deal with the wife

Ong & Leong: Bull’s Balls

2007-06-19T22:12:00.000+08:00

This is commonly known as camwhoring after 6 hours of crazy mugging ((:

& yeeeaaaaa, that's all SoccerBall & Jem have for you today.

I don't even know how he's so easily forgiven.

Digressing a little from night study with SamFoo a.k.a. SamFats, a.k.a. SlackFats, a.k.a. SoccerBall, I was posing the scenario to her ( I don't have to elaborate it here). & she said OMG I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THAT ASS FOR TOUCHING ME. NEVER.

And why is it that she did?

I'm thinking like "What the f-, the guy took advantage & you're still so close to him?"

& yeah there goes another point to the number of people who asked me to leave her, & the count for the other side's still rock bottom.

Boo.

I am still very disturbed. OMG.

& it's not entirely her fault, I can't even spend time with her now, screw that/

Screw everything.

2007-06-17T02:55:00.000+08:00

Milo? Orrrh, the chocolate milk is it?

I dislike people who term Milo as "chocolate milk". Chocolate it is, Milk it is not.

Eleanor's back, with a vengeance ;)

Ever ditzy, we were texting on my way to the airport, not (as commonly believed) to pick up Priscilla from the airport, but instead to meet SamFoo for overnight study. Anyway,

Ele : Hey I've been sick yesterday. Sorry i can't talk to you the other day you called, I already slept. So are you studying overnight at the airport?

Nic : It's so late already & you're still up? Not to mention you're not exactly well..go sleep soon la, & yes I'm on my way there already.

Ele : Haha, I'm doing my revision then go t sleep. You wont be sleepy? Or you weer sleeping in the afternoon. airport is still operating? Where you study at?

Haha that, as you can see people, is the clincher. I told her airports operate 24hrs, dear. Rowena says I'm being mean, but then again, it wasn't me who laughed out loud for so long when I told her about it.

Says a lot about the kind of innate hypocriticism people possess though some don't realise it.

What do you do when it's a triple whammy threat to your relationship?
What do you do when you're still hung up over what has already happened?
What do you do when it's a kind of passive fear you'll lose her?

She asked the other day, just on the morning of our third month. At 4 in the morning, I'm usually not so responsive. It wasn't any difference in this case.

She asked : How long do you think we'll be together?

Without a doubt that is one thing that puts a male on his alert, other than "You have a small penis" or "Let's go shop for bedsheets", because you know it's usually followed by something either a) Offensive, or b) a reason you don't want to hear.

I didn't know what to reply, honestly, it hit like a train. I sort of muttered out loud, "Well, if I had my way, we'd be together forever."

Pertaining to any normal masculine reaction, I'd be on my guard by now, such a query would no doubt be perceived as saturated with intentions? Sometimes, she's not telling me everything/

Boo Ya/

Night study at the airport with SamFoo was fun, & somewhat very productive (that didn't make sense I know). We ended camwhoring at the end of the study, bout 8 in the morning. & not to mention on the loooooooong MRT ride home.

Shagged & then missed class. Sigh.

It's rather hard to keep this secret of why I'm not able to spend time with her/ & Chun Yun isn't giving me the lightest of stress with each day's lesson.

It's aching arms each time, but hey I learn to cook something new?

& I can't tell Jaclyn, not now at least. If I want to keep that element of surprise.

Duck Confit is surprisingly easy to prepare.

Wait til the last week of hols, I'll spend it all with you :)

not. cool.

2007-06-11T23:46:00.000+08:00

Well, she's acting up again.

WTFWTFWTFWTF,

Mario said it could be PMS

I said that's bullshit, I know when it comes & when it doesn't thankyouverymuch.

and Wednesday marks 3 months,

I guess I shouldn't have counted my chickens before they hatched. Retarded idiom, should garrot the wisecrack who came up with it.

& who else (it always happens when things between Jaclyn & I aren't that smooth) but Eleanor popped up the other day, Hello Ele! :)

New text message received from : Eleanor

Ele : Why did Nicholas eat his homework?
Nic : Why?
Ele : Because his teacher said it was a piece of cake. Get it?
Nic : More or less, how's things been? :)

No wonder Jaclyn says I don't often question her intelligence. I do, but in a subtle manner I guess.

I promised (I think) never to call her Jac, cos that's wayyy too common. Even though it could save my fingers a lot of unnecessary stress accumulatively on sms & msn (& blogging).

Anyways, why's she suddenly like that? Or maybe she's asking the same thing (me, not her) on the blog she refuses to reveal the address too.

Oh well. Damn you books, I am done with studying, but studying isn't done with me yet.

Session with the quacks

2007-06-08T22:58:00.000+08:00

Melvyn Darius Pang : Resident shrink is IN

================================
Nic : "Why do people even act the way he does, I never knew anyone had enough balls to actually do that."

Melvyn : "The answer you want also replies to the question of why there are so many rapists & sex offenders in the world, why husbands cheat behind their wives' back; it's just human nature, nothing you can do about it."

Nic : "Then why am I not like that? Huh?"

Melvyn : "Because people like you are rare, that's why so many girls take interest in you. Good guys always finish last, you prick."

*Pregnant pause*

Melvyn : "She's not being totally honest with you on that issue. That guy is such an ass. Well, if you want my honest opinion, you should leave her."

Nic : "Why would you say that?"

Melvyn : "From what I can deduce she's probably just playing around with your
feelings, it's probably better to end it sooner. Short pain not as pain as long pain."

Nic : "I don't think she's fooling around with me can, fuck how do you know Tabi isn't fooling around too?"

Melvyn : "How well do you know her to trust her that much?"

Nic : "Well, I've known her for more than 10 years methinks, from when we were.."

Melvyn : "I'm not asking you how long you've known her, I'm asking how well you know her."

Nic : "I trust her."

Melvyn : "See? That's some excuse you're cooking to stay in denial. Ahhh, ignorance is bliss."

Nic : "But that is crap, of course in every relationship there's an element of trust can."

Melvyn : "Well, I dunno, it's up to you, my advice is just to end it now."

Nic : "Nope, I don't think I will."

Melvyn : "Up to you."

*Thank goodness he was free of charge.

Having this retarded chat at 2 in the morning with Meldarius Pang has made me realise that there is this possibility I am trying too hard.

Maybe. Then again, maybe not.

Melvyn shot nonstop about how there's so many other girls out there, but for all my vocabulary I could only err, muster a weak defence of "but I trust her; there's probably no better catch I would want."

and then the deadpan: "..even if there was I'm too lazy to do anything about it."

*It's the signals you're sending. I'm totally in love with you.

2007-05-26T23:15:00.000+08:00

Wayne Thunder has passed away.

I just found out today, it happened last Tuesday. I dunno, they say he died in his sleep.

Wayne Thunder from the Suns. I flipped him once, I think.

Rest in peace, Wayne Seah.

PUS

2007-05-25T23:36:00.000+08:00

Well, I'm finally back from Pre University Seminar '07

It's ironic how five days ago I was squirming with reluctance to participate in the annual event, even though it would mean an extra thumbs-up on my SGC, & how I would give anything (well, almost) to actually start the experience all over again.

It was probably one of the most enriching experiences I had ever, & I'm glad to say I've left Pre-U Sem with more than just a taste of the elite, with bonds & friendships forged through 5 days of teamwork, play & yeah good food. To reiterate my point, the closing ceremony today was filled with emotions running high; towards the end, it was very much apparent that neither of SG28 wished to part at that juncture.

The girls (almost all of 'em) cried their eyes out, while for once the guys were actually sober. I couldn't find it within myself to actually pull a joke out together with Berrrrtrraaam when everyone around was so filled with such melancholy.

I swear I'll miss you guys, SG 28, you people have made my Pre-U Sem experience a whole lot of seks & working together with you all was enjoyable beyond description.

I miss you all already.

Peektures:

LINK TO REST OF THE PICTURES : http://s45.photobucket.com/albums/f58/2359hrs_/

2007-05-22T15:01:00.000+08:00

ThAh ha, i'm probably one of the rare few blogging during pre U sem.. I'm now doing this during panel discussion, and woots cameras are flashing everywhere.

it's strange but I guess i'm starting to fit into pre U sem. My group's relatively nice, funny especially a few of the usual jokers in it.

meeting other people's part of e perks of the event itself luhh.

oh & btw people i'm using another number for pre u sem. If you want/need t contact me, my number's 98729115.

see ya'll later :)

2007-05-21T00:28:00.000+08:00

Tomorrow's the start of Pre-University Seminar

Actually it's today,
in a few hours time in fact,
I haven't packed my stuff & finished my research.

I am the evil knievel of procrastination.

Somehow I don't even feel like going,
but if I back out now,
Ms. Lee & Mdm. Damo will rape me
in the arse.

and what's more,
I'll have to come back to CJC after checking into the NTU hostel
just to perform the Lunchtime concert.
I haven't even got my part for That Lonesome Road
only that
The last note is this low, low seksy note
that always garners praise from the conductor
cos basses always handle
low, low seksy notes
extremely well (me included)

SHIT my Lit Essay's still not completed,
and it's due in what,
5 hours' time?

I need to sleep too, yes
the white fluffy sheep beckon.

If it's of any comfort,
Jaclyn's still up, coincidentally doing research on P.U.S.
plus her own Literature essay.
so Yay, I'm not alone.

I'm tired
dead tired
I'm gonna fall asleep midway through Sarba Dance
& I have no one to blame

but Mrs. Sng for setting
such a stupid essay topic.

Believe it or not
I am seriously gonna miss lessons
not in the literal sense
but I guess I'll really long
to be sitting in class studying
as opposed to bent over a laptop
discussing optimum ways
of presentation.

& then after P.U.S.,
it's straight (well, almost) to Slovakia
to do what?

Sing.

I want to play basketball,
but the court's probably pitch dark now,
besides
it might spook off another series of
investigations
of a figure in black
pacing the court.
with the sound of a ball bouncing,
echoing into the distance.
Bleh.

So I shall not
be posting much, if anything
for the next one week
or so.

I think I shall go O.D. myself on something now
Kit Kat anybody?

OMG SIAN...

2007-05-19T23:24:00.000+08:00

Music - Heart Shaped Box.Nirvana

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

I've never seen anyone so dumb as to burp and then scratch his/her(omg) armpits on the bus. That's like social suicide.

Lately,
things are NOT going well for me.
Well they're certainly looking a little up,
but still.

Jenn asked why I ~~ranted~~ sounded so depressed on my blog.
Janis asked why I was so glum.
Vickaye didn't ask anything, but that's cos she didn't need to, I told her.
Mario asked when can I lend him my keyboard.

& no, Jaclyn didn't ask anything; she knew I was pissed though.
why does she forgive so easily I don't know,
is it really so easy to forgive someone who did something really trespassing to your temple?
Really, up till now I can still say I haven't truly forgiven what he had done, but Jaclyn seems to have, so okay I'm cool.
Except that if he ever, EVER tries it again,
I will ____ him personally.

It's such a pity most of my friends know him but don't know what he has done.

Yesterday was CJC's Games Day '07. It didn't go down all too well, T34 didn't emerge champions of anything (not even eco-challenge)
which IMO is really an event for ~~wusses~~ the sport-disinclined
In fact,
we didn't even go into the semis of Netball,
which we were banking on.

I feel like blaming everyone else, but
hey I screwed up too.
Just that dammit T37 will be one class
I shall not come up against in the future.

Perry, you dick! :D

What makes me
most upset is
I didn't try my best.

Stupid indian man at Queensway screwed up OneT34's order for the shirts. Yu Kang got a frigging M, while PeiQing received an XL.

Still it could be because that moron can't read, both of them are Andre Ngs.

I'm obliged to impart the shop's name so you guys
don't get conned too!
JEANS -fucking- ARCADE (cancel the expletive & you got it)

What with all the "brother, brother" addressing,
acting all so friendly & then charging
THIRTY TWO Yusof Bin Ishak dollars
to screw up our shirts.

Thank you, sir, I shall not be patronising your superb service any longer.

Lanz once told me Queensway indians lie "alot, alot", boy was he right.

Rape me.

I'm superultraduperfrigging scared of failing my mid-years.
I have this private fear
of being more inadequate
in comparison to others/

Although I can safely say
I'm not one of the lower scoring students
in class
I'm also not one of the brightest
in case you haven't noticed,
these past few weeks have been characterised
as of infinite duress to me.
Choir, Basketball, School, Girl, everything
I should drop one,

but I don't know which.
Suggestions are very welcome.

Ele. : Were you on bus 153 today

*Jem : yeaaahhhhh I was. Went to Queensway to get my class' tees. Why?

Ele. : Do you have a ear hold(sic)? You know I think you were sitting in front of me.

*Jem : Oh haha! You mean you're the IJ girl behind me? You were scolding someone aye?

Ele. : It was really YOU? You look kinda familiar but I was scared it was the wrong person. Your(sic) quite good looking huh. I was not scolding anyone.

*Jem : Haha lemme check, was I wearing specs? What colour was my bag.

Ele. : You were not wearing specs, red bag, & your friend was in specs.

*Jem : Haha okay, no la I don't think I'm that superb looking. You were ranting at your friend right? Something like "where the hell are you" & "I don't care, you'd better come down NOW."

Ele. : Haha okay I think it was loud and embarrassing. At first did you think it was me?

*Jem : No la, I haven't seen you in ages, I don't even know how you look like now luhh hahaha.

Ele. : Ya la, so ugly you can't recognise. Next time if you see me, say Hi.

Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

zzz

2007-05-16T22:13:00.000+08:00

I had the most absolutely, really, super alot alot ~~FUCKED~~ screwed UP DAY today.

In fact, if I was emo, I'd say I WISH TODAY IS THE DAY I WISH TO ~~FUCKING~~ DIE.

There was some run-ins with the t-shirt manufacturer regarding the class t-shirts we were initially supposed to make with our senior class; there're now 20 shirts sitting pretty, waiting for ONEt34 to collect them. The sucker is, they're not free (well duh) We've got to find some way of procuring 20x20 bucks to satisfy the shopkeeper's anal appetite for moolah. What's worse is 2T34 even came down today & said "oh you know, on Friday we're wearing white & you're wearing black, not very united you know."

I really felt like screaming at you guys alright, this whole fiasco was because YOU failed to convey the entire picture to us!

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Today's GP mid-year's exam was shit. Truly. I've NEVER, EVER done an English paper without confidence of at least a low A. Now I'd be glad if I attained a C/D. GP can go fly a damn kite okay, the topics were difficult, the time was insufficient, & this time I admit, I AM STUPID.

I walked out of the examination room, dejected.

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Jaclyn flaked again the day before. She said she'd text to say if she'd be free after school so we could go home together. I flaked off movies with Chopsticks & Mario, blew sectionals, rushed through the t-shirt ordering, just so my afternoon could be free for her.

& she didn't even text at all to say she couldn't make it.

-It didn't help the slightest bit that Mr. T. was going on and on about how Jaclyn might run off with some RJC guy during the Pre-U Seminar. I know that won't happen cos I have absolute faith in her, but it's not nice to hear such things anyway.

Tamil must have realised he was being very offensive cos he started cracking a few jokes to try to get me to laugh, but I was shit inside already. I tried laughing a little, an I'll-try-and-laugh-so-you-don't-jack-yourself laugh.-

It was all my capacity to find it within myself to tell her it's okay and add a smiley at the back. This is not the first/second time she's done this already & truth be told, it's super f-edup if you tell someone you'd do something & you totally forget about it. Fuck. I'm really trying to be super nice here, being the ever suffering boyfriend.

& I think I'll crack soon.

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Really irritating people in class like Meena canNOT keep their fucking mouth shut especially when I have to make an announcement to the class, causing me to have to raise my voice & embarrass myself. It's not in my nature to raise my voice at anyone or anything except my pillow & the occasional microphone. I'm not very loud-spoken & I HATE being on the offensive to people.

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& I'm trying to keep this poker face in class though I'm tired & shit, try to crack a few jokes, smile & make things seem normal. And Mrs. Sng isn't helping nuts by saying "oh you know you have to work hard on your literature, I mean, Agatha has no problem but you...you need serious work cos you're not very good at it you know." OF COURSE I KNOW I'M NOT GOOD AT IT, I HAVEN'T TAKEN LIT SINCE SEC2.

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Retarded. I hate how life is going right now.

WALAO EH

2007-05-13T01:04:00.000+08:00

Music : - Warmness on the Soul - Avenged Sevenfold

Pre-U Seminary meeting this morning was a total (somewhat) waste of my time. Ms. Lee specifically mentioned that we'd have to report in school by 6-friggin'-30a.m. I woke up only around 5:30a.m., after bathing & all it was close to 6:50 already.

So how? Take a CAB lor.

& what happened? We set off from school at SEVEN-OH-FIVE.

What a waste of ten bucks, seriously. I could've just blown a meagre sum of 45 CENTS to sit pretty on 156 & spend a half-hour riding to school.

The experience of Per-U Sem is rather intimidating; time & again I've to remind myself that OMG I'm here with some of the nation's smartest brains & shhhhiiiiitttt I feel so out of place over there. Of course I met a few CHS-es from the other groups, 'bout seven in total, thereabouts, so it wasn't so bad.

LMAO, Kong Meng's in my Seminar Group.

I spent the almost half the time listening to the organising exco talk about dipshit etiquette when talking to the President (MISTER, President) & whatnots, how to eat, when to eat, what to eat. Shi Jing (thank goodness she was there so I don't feel so lonely & out of place) was dozing off every few seconds though I tried waking her up at momentary intervals.

It was getting increasingly depressing la, urgh, I'm like "I'm not supposed to be here." Worst still, people like Mark's withdrawing cos of commitments like Rugby. It's people like us that bring life to this kinda events. Fortunately there's still Lester HAHAHA, woot we happened to meet accidentally today.

But negativity aside, I went for stAJework's Black Boards, White Walls production this afternoon, went to support Jaclyn :) The play was extremely well-acted I must say, it wasn't so much of a tear-jerker, but apparently Jaclyn really broke down & cried in one of the segments, which I incidentally was stoically trying to stanch my tearing. (wuss, NOT)

Oh yea, the playwright of Black Boards, White Walls, Alfian Sai'at, was supposedly seated beside me, heh.

Anyways, the awkward part arrived after the play.

Jaclyn came out to mingle with her friends after the entire matinee ended, so being the ever-suffering boyfriend I just hung around making very mindless conversation with Ashleigh & Pillar. Seeing her so pre-occupied with her friends I thought of leaving first, then perhaps calling her at night to talk or something.

I suggested it to Ro. (she went to watch the play with me at my request hah)

Just as I was about to leave, Jaclyn suddenly rushed up to me with a giant peck on the lips. I'm thinking like "oh shit, your parents are behind us, dear."

Apparently, Mrs. Chong told her a while later that "no P.D.A (personal displays of affection) in public." cos she was cautious about her daughter being made famous on STOMP or Youtube. So okay, no P.D.As in public, at least not when her mom's around XD

Jaclyn said her mom asked if our (Jaclyn+Nicholas) relationship was a serious one. She didn't know what to reply to that, though I could have thought of one on the spot if I were her = "Obviously, then?" Mom then proceeded on to enlighten her on the merits of putting schoolwork before relationships, blah blah etc.

Baddd....

Anyway, she said it's somewhat a good thing, cos it means her parents approve. Yay :)

2 months baby, and still going strong <3

HUH...

2007-05-10T16:47:00.000+08:00

9:53

I was stunned when I heard the timing, & it's hard to be stunned & little else when you're actually gasping for breath.

9:53

I was SUPPOSED TO get a sub-9 timing, basing my indignant judgement from my usual PT timing of 8:35. But no, I didn't. & 9:53 happens to be a good minute & 18 seconds behind 8:35. Which sucks, big time. My 6th round was already 8:32, the chances of me getting anywhere near a sub-9 was what, negligible?

Balls to IPPT, balls to my stamina & BALLS TO those people who say soya bean milk can help improve stamina.

& balls to bananas.

But hey, it's 28 points out of 30 & a sweeet gold, cheerios baby.

====

CJChoir scored a Silver for SYF. Initially I expected a Gold, having been convinced by Toh Ban Sheng that we had a shot at Gold, though "You're a Silver choir" was heard quite repetitively. & I heard from Rachel that we had scored a Gold, in fact we were of Gold Standard, but during the dialogue session with the judges, Toh was told (ya Toh, told) that we had only just missed out on the Gold because Toh transposed the song to another key.

What a waste luhh, but we know we've tried our best, it doesn't matter as long as we've tried our best.

Which we did. :D

====

We're still happy together :) for all the right reasons

====

& hey look I found my definition:

JEM --

[noun]:

Someone who does damage on the Court. Synonym: Anklebreaker

yeah black and brown, all sorts.

2007-05-06T22:04:00.000+08:00

Yeah, black, brown, yellow, all sorts...

I do find my family somewhat peculiar. We've got all kinds of people in the extended family I kid you not, it's like a certain kind of melting pot of races.

My mom's Taiwanese. (Ken, your nipples are at stake)

My Third Aunt is Thai.

My Second Aunt is Malaysian.

My sister's boyfriend is French (Chinese in race though...)

My cousin's girlfriend (soon to be cousin-in-law) is Indian.

There are times I wonder whether there's some portion of me screaming "HI, I'M AZTEC", but then again, judging from my single-eyelidded visage, yupp it's just half-taiwanese blood for me.

Thanks Mom.

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SYF's coming up, on Tuesday to be exact. Methinks CJChoir is capable of gold? With honours is another matter, but gold it is.

Thankfully, just before SYF I've managed to go one tone lower in my vocal range, just nice to hit the low F in Chua-Ay

I love my fellow basses. We're this bunch of slackers, & we're just different from others cos we've low voices HAHA. While the Sops & Altos are rehearsing their parts, the basses just corrupt the Tenors' minds with a shitload of sex, sex & more sex hahaha. That's why tenors+basses ROCK!

cos we're dirty slackers with low voices WOOT.

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Othello

A man of panache, of unmatched flair

'Twas Othello, trust in friendship true

of valiant heart and steely sinew

Hath won the heart of Desdemona fair.

Respect he bore for elders of age,

In polite manner, hath asked for Brabantio's acceptance

Though in futility, from Brabantio's reluctance

Despite thee's insistence & noble image.

Sans fear He trudgeth through battles, sieges, Fate

whereof the stories, she devoured with a greedy ear

and He that loved her, she whose admiration, compassionate

But alas, he was, for all he embodied, a moor

& man's faith & hope in him came to naught.

As you can see, my poetry is not very good, I'm trying! Think this is a good effort for someone who took Literature eons ago.

Nice one, Nic.

chugchug

2007-05-03T13:02:00.000+08:00

We all perceive each other as equal. We do not condescend or discriminate against any one person because of differences in our skin, where we come from, or what we do. Even if another shows discrepancies in social conformity, we do not strike an offensive front to segregate ourselves from them;

We do not see ourselves as superior to anyone, for we are all equal. Disgust & fear should not divide us from people we used to deem normal, by our standards. We should view the world through eyes freed of prejudice, of bias, of any criteria that filter out all potential attempts to connect to them.

We should not possess an elitist attitude to all those who seem inferior to us just because we are beautiful.

Because, so are they.

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Just had my IPPT today, it was WOOT. I didn't expect to excel in SBJ (standing broad jump), which I didn't, but at least I managed to get a C. This, of course, in layman terms would mean that I CAN SCORE A GOLD hehehehe. The rest were pretty much okay, scored As for pull-ups, shuttle run, sit-ups & sit-and-reach.

Next one coming up! 2.4km in sub-9 timing SEKSEKSEKSEKS.

Hurr, I'm excited cos I only got bronze in Sec4 because of stoopid SBJ. Wuss.

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Jaclyn blew off meeting today (again), cos of Drama rehearsals. Yu Kang was only inquiring a couple of weeks ago : "how many times do you meet your girlfriend in a week?" Obviously I didn't meet her that week so any number more than zero would be a lie.

I could somewhat tell that he could perceive the number of times I meet her in a week plus one would be equal to one.

All the same, we are both busy, so I guess it can't be helped. One girl in the universe with a work ethic & she has to be my girlfriend :)

Can't wait for June!

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CJC & Spongebob just doesn't go together. Everywhere I look it's goddamn Spongebob, my Literature classroom, Jessica's wallet, Andre's underwear, I just can't find this spot of non-Spongebob solace anywhere. & I'm pretty sure I'll go blind if not for the ever so sexy logo on my RipCurl pencilbox.

Random fact : I miss Catholic High

Even more random fact : Kobe Bryant looks good bald

Most random/shocking fact : Your mama's a man.

Toodles.

WTFFFFF...

2007-04-26T16:00:00.000+08:00

I seriously can't believe this luhh, I'm failing goddamned Chinese even though I got an A2(d) at the O's/

Come to think of it, I'm failing just about everything. Ms. Chia returned T34 their maths test today, & personal expectations of a >14/20 fell really flat, to like 11/20? BALLS, like HTF how can I even just pass a mathematics assessment? It's somewhat my best subject imho somemore..

KNNBCCB

On a separate note, Michael Tan is going on a (sorry, Mr. Michael Tan) rampage of short skirts & whatnots the CJC girls had to break the school rules, to the extent of Nicole Aw screaming a huge FUUUUCCCCKKKKK after she got caught. Come to think of it, it's rather amusing too heh, thank goodness we guys have pants & the only thing they can catch us for is perhaps for not wearing underwear beneath those baby-blue pants.

As long as your skirt doesn't touch your feet, it's considered short (for Michael Tan).

I've been given detention (thought I'd mention since we're on Michael Tan) tomorrow, but as luck would have it, SYF draws near so I'd have to postpone it to some other time; I'm guessing that if I can keep this game up, he'd probably be sick of chasing me & let me off, but then again, it's likely to just be wishful thinking.

& to you all, I'm currently uncontactable til perhaps the weekend cos my phone got confiscated by (who else) Michael Tan.

I'm not going on a slant against him, fyi.

Anyways, not contactable! It's much of a hassle to luhh, somehow things seem more connected when you have your phone with you; try leaving your phone at home for a week & not touch it, chances are, you'd feel very much naked.

As I am.

पुग्गाल्होए

tired

2007-04-21T12:43:00.000+08:00

Veryy, veryy tired. I went out at 3 am yesterday morning to meet Melvyn.

I just wanted to talk la, you know how it is when you're somewhat troubled & sleep is not an alternative cos you're somewhat bothered. It's always fun talking to Melvyn late at night, partly cos he swears like nobody's business (which of course incited me to break my no-swearing policy ~~a few~~ quite a lot of times.

He gave quite a lot of valuable advice that really helped & made me feel loads better, TYVM Mel/

====

Sometimes I remember we used to laugh out loud over the phone then I realise we don't do that so often anymore/ because it's getting harder & harder to make her laugh. Although she says I make her smile. Thank goodness for that.

Paiitium.

CJC IGNITE

2007-04-19T20:45:00.000+08:00

I'm starting to love Hindi & I wonder if I'm the only one. HAHA woot

Tom Bohot Puggalhoe! That's "you are crazy" in Hindi.

Paiitium! That's "crazy" in Tamil.

Okay, rape me. I'm going nuts.

CJC's been rather mundane the past couple of weeks, to the point where we/I really get a kick out of voyeuring candid shots of lecturers/tutors.

Screwing around excessively with the graphic calculator

I knew I should have read the warning signs about dipping your penis in the unknown substance

2007-04-16T11:32:00.000+08:00

वी अरे हेइर्स ऑफ़ अ ग्लोरिओउस किंगडम
ऑफ़ त्रेअसुरेस पस्त अगेस हवे बेस्तोवेद
ओं थे ट्रुथ विस्दोम लोवे ऎंड पास
वी रेजोइस तो प्रोच्लैम ऎंड उफोल्ड

लाइव इन ट्रुथ, लाइव इन फैथ ऎंड लोवे
लेट ओर लाइट शीन ऎंड ब्रिघ्तें थे निघ्त
लेट ओर फ्लामे वर्म अल हेअर्ट्स ऎंड यूनाइट।

तेंग तेंग तेंग तेंग/

Hurr, for all those of you who didn't know (a.k.a. all of you), that's the CJC school song in Hindi/ Wooterz, now that Blogger has enabled a English-Hindi transliteration, having fun has never been easier. Now I bet all you hoes out there will go screw around with it, especially Ken. hurr hurr.

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It's only been a month! & I suppose she's not very happy with me. But Sherlyn-Jie & Mario + a few other people all say it's just a phase we're going through. Hopefully so, knn it would suck if otherwise.

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Stupid Lit is becoming much more (sadly increasing by the tutorial) of a hassle rather than an delectable topic. It's err, quite difficult, & even so deplorable because we've only started on Othello & Brave New World, both nastily nasty books for Literature.

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Can't wait for June when I have finally more time to : 1) Spend with her, 2) Build more mass, 3) Spend with everyone.

Cannot wait, although the mid-years are directly behind it, & yeah the European trip is at the start too. Jaclyn laments that it's taking too much of time, time she'd like to spend with yours truly. *beams*

2007-04-13T11:04:00.000+08:00

Think I shall try to stop swearing almost entirely. I don't think her daddy likes it.

Up til now I'm still wondering whether I've made the right choice in appealing to CJC from AJC. Well, not everything I had hoped for actually materialised, but then again, certain things I had wanted in CJC did come tru & thank goodness for that.

But maybe I'd have been happier in AJC.

For one, I've been in some sort of passive interaction with the 公教 guys in CJC, save for a few. I don't know why that is, but for some of them I'm not even close to anymore & that's regrettable cos you guys played a big role in me coming back to CJC.

I was gonna type a sad face, but that's just stupid.

I like my class, my class is good, nothing much I dislike about them.

Homework too, heard AJC's workload is heavy enough for donkeys (no offense to my ex-schoolmates for a day)

& besides, Jaclyn is there. I didn't/wouldn't want to be in the same school with my girlfriend, cos of obvious reasons. Would you?

Too late to change my decision now, think Brother Paul (CJC's principal) & Susan Leong (AJC's principal) would joint murder me even if I wanted to, haha.

Yupp, it's CJC all the way now. The loyalty is there luhh, just the other day I got word that there're certain AJC-ians who despise CJC & what about us being a place of fun & high abortion rates.

The former yes, latter no. You're outdated, people.

I don't wish for some AJC-CJC war to break out, but you know, if one did, I'd know where I'd stand.

Through The Fire & The Flames we carry on...

2007-04-11T14:28:00.000+08:00

ZOMG,

What? DRAGONFORCE~!

Where? DOWNTOWN EAST~!

When? 20TH MAY OMGOMG

Why? COS THEY ROCKSOCKS!

How? WITH HERMAN RI & HIS ENHANCEMENT PEDAL.

Can't wait for the actual day, Mom's gonna get me tix if I wanna go, the only caveat now would be whether the rest of the Gong Jiao people are gonna make it. As Bert puts it, it's terribly close to the GP paper exam, but of course that won't affect me so much cos I'm off to NUS for Pre-U Seminar for five days, so I'll probably take the paper along with the other papers after the June Hols. That means mugmugmug.

Not cool.

But then, it's Dragonforce. Probably only time they're gonna be here. With their clumsy bassist & rhythm guitarist. With their all-worship lead guitar. With lead guitar's enhancement pedals.

& if you don't go, Herman Ri will shit on your head.

====

Up til now, people are still wishing me happy birthday. Thank you all, & go figure.

====

Shucks up til now my thumb still hurts like hell, yeah the one where Nat busted it with a well-misplaced pass, & somehow every fuggin' training after that one, I manage to get it busted by other well-misplaced passes. Hasn't healed as of yet, I'm thinking of referring today's match with Yong Xian instead, just to let it heal so that I can play in next week's one. Coach is very much irritated at me already, & on that point, building mass is a priority for me now. God knows what a bit of extra muscle could help me in.

I need someone/something to heal my thumb somehow.

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Just in case you're reading this, I know what you did, but it won't affect our friendship. Just don't do it again, or else I shall do something horrible to your -/

====

Replies :

Yinting:

Your love proclamations can be done

on the Cereal Tossers' blog, link can be found at the right

hand side.

Vic:

Thank you but I probably have most of the things I wanted

for my birthday. Ask me out for lunch la heh.

Gilbert:

No Bert, I don't wank. Honestly. Waste of time ;)

hahaha

2007-04-08T23:22:00.000+08:00

Woah, we finally kissed. *beams*

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I love hanging out with my cousin's (Clarence) family, cos they're so open & goddamned hilarious.

After mass today I went down to the canteen to grab so chow, when Third Uncle (Clarence's dad) bumped into me & grabbed that plate of 2 siew mais I was holding. Obviously I had no idea it was him who bumped into me so I exclaimed "what the fuck!" in a canteen full of God-fearing worshippers. He then grinned at me & led me back to the table where the rest (Clarence & his mom) were sitting, where Clarence had this black black face like he was fit to kill.

"Fuck man, I'm gonna kill that motherfucker for blowing off today's meeting." He was complaining to his mom. A la Third Uncle she just grinned sheepishly. Those two measly siew mais weren't lasting long so I wanted to go get somemore.

Third Aunt agreed saying that I should eat more, goodness I'm so skinny. "Ya, like an african child." I joked.

At this point, Third Uncle burst in with an indignant "African child?! More like masturbate king!"

Christ, I love that guy. Obviously it was damn funny, I can see where that guy gets his grins from cos they're damn contagious.

*on that point, I'd like to note that I do not wank. It's not my fault I'm so skinny.

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Happy Birthday to me :)

2007-04-05T13:27:00.000+08:00

Hello, as half of the world already knows, it was my birthday last Tuesday. Thank you ALL so much for your lovablelovable gifts & greetings, many of the latter came from those whom I didn't even expect they'd remember (Later, I found out, most of which was due to Friendster alerts, but that's another story)

-1T34 gave me a big BIG jar filled to the brim with all lots of good shit like M&Ms, Oreo Waferstix, assorted chocolate bars & the like. Goodness, I can't thank you guys enough, ZOMG & it's like more than enough to last me for maybe a whole month? Sorry, I'll put up the picture of it online soon, I'm still trying to minimise the picture so I can upload it here (yes, that big).

-Jennifer got for me this big BIG jar of Famous Amos cookies (those from the made-on-spot stores) & it's ~~quite~~ ~~rather~~ damn nice luhh. At first I didn't expect that black bag on my table was a present from her, in fact I just assumed Charmaine was feeling generous that day, but I discovered in the end, & there you go. Must've cost her something big cos it was a ~~quite~~ rather big jar. I didn't even think she'd remember it, but there you go again.

Initially wanted to get the 公教 guys to go out & bomb, celebrate on that day, but guess they all had one thing on or another, wasn't too cool. Then wanted to ask Jennifer out too, but somehow that didn't come across as too cool either. Sherlyn Jie cancelled lunch at the last moment, so I settled with going out with 1T34. Not bad at all I must say, it was a rather fun outing.

We all went to dine at some place in Cine called Chicago's Steakhouse (weird act-cheem name) & the irony is that none of us ordered steak there, in fact we all had seafood. Heh.

Thanks you guys, you made my birthday fun & enjoyable :) love you

2007-03-31T23:04:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was CJC's Annual X-Campus Relay '07. For what it's worth, as team leader, I'd like to say "~~good~~ ~~great~~ SUPERB effort" to the team of 1T34! Although our team composed of only two girls & two guys, we beat many of the rest to clinch a very impressive 10th out of 28 teams altogether.

So to Brenda, Aggie & Yu Kang, great run, glad to have you guys as a team :))

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Went out for dinner with Ezra & Aaron Chan after the X-Campus relays, at Prata House. The thing about Prata house is, I always spend a lot of money there.

& end up regretting it.

My personal bill came up to about 12 bucks I think, & if you ever chalk up 12 bucks eating prata, it's either a) You got a damn big appetite, or b) You keep ordering the expensive stuff like a certain mushroom cheese prata, & find out eventually that indian prata men are extremely skilled at false advertising.

For me it was more of the latter, gosh, the prata tasted ~~like crap~~ not as nice as I expected, in the end I noticed that it was more of the novelty of the prata that I ordered it. I also somehow realised the smirk on the indian man's face when he took that particular order,

the haha-what-a-fool-he-doesn't-know-mushroom-and-cheese-prata-tastes-like-crap-oh-well-as-long-as-he-pays-it's-alright face.

In fact, I did feel like one when I passed Aaron my cash to collate together.

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2007-03-29T22:56:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry.

Let's close this matter.

-1

2007-03-23T22:23:00.000+08:00

Okay, TGIF! I'm tired, stoned, dead drunk, whatever.

Coach wasn't too happy with yours truly today; I was late cos I went back to take my scores & the goddamned 300 bucks, & as a result missed the 4.5km run. Zzz, & that's not considering the fact that I had to leave training at 4:30p.m. to go for choral practise.

The team wasn't too ecstatic about it also, David & Xian Yao asked me to f*ck choir cos I was skipping training all the time to go for it, & I'm currently the sole J1 center they have in the team. I told them I wanted too really, things have gotten quite hectic, with me having to learn the songs for SYF & stuff, & solfage isn't exactly the most idiot-proof thing in the world.

Still, I love the team, & all my J2s seniors & centers. I won't let you guys down, David, Xian Yao & the rest, next year's 'A' Div CJC will pwn!

Nicole (Low)'s been asking me about this Gabrielite in my class, some guy named Jerome. Apparently one of her friends ( in the oh-so-cliqueish Recess Friends) eye-candies Jerome, not very appealing if you ask me. But anyway, Nicole refuses to say out her identity so yes, I shall not know.

& I'm included in Recess Friends! Sort of. Recess Friends and partners. Now that's according to Nicole, cos of obvious reasons (that I'm in Recess Friends and partners, I mean.)

All the same, now that we're ALL in the same family, must stop bickering & whacking each other on the head during choir practises.

Peace NICOLE LOW.

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2007-03-22T11:49:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'm now like this little thing called the Home Tutor Councillor, or HTC.

It's like your Monitor position in class.

Thank you, Rowena/Charmaine/Nicolette & all of you who gave your support. In screaming my name when Mr. T asked the class to elect their lovable lovable temporary HTC, and then later on the PERMANENT HTC.

This means, that I have to take care of the class, a caretaker, if you will, & I've to manage the affairs of the class well.

It isn't very easy, with the antics of the Gabrielites seated at the back.

They're a funny bunch, but when it comes to crunch time they don't exactly seem to get serious anyway.

I didn't make it into the team this year; Coach announced the names on the roster of this year's 'A' Div team/ Four centers got in :

1)David
2)Xian Yao
3)Kelwin
4)Si Kai

I've not much to comment on, just that it's somewhat strange that Si Kai would make it into the team, but it's just personal puzzlement I guess. Oh well, next year's 'A' Div is in the bag for me, so I needn't worry.

Coach cut down on training for those not competing in this year's 'A' Division games, which in a way is a good thing, I can have a day's worth more of time to spend time on other stuff, not to mention that training is so much slacker w0ot.

IMPT : To all 2nd intakers J1s, training for you guys will resume 28/03/07. For those of you whom Coach hasn't picked for you all to join us, you have to go through the basketball trials. Ken if you're reading this, pass on the message to the 2nd intake ballers you know.

Alright, I'm not online most of the time nowadays, cos it's been really busy for me. Stoopid school stuff, trainings, then dinner with Qi. (on that point it's been a while since we last talked =s) Damn tired & all nowadays, what with all that class flag hype & stuff. Stressful!

Jaime came back to CJC today, in her full AJC garb looking (somewhat) crestfallen. I wouldn't be very much surprised, AJC is ~~one of~~ the worst places to actually study in unless you're damn studious/open-minded/moronic.

She talked all about how AJC was crappy & all, what with the high-populated Cheena-fied people in her class (some guy was puzzled why she didn't listen to chinese songs /roll)

& mostly, how it all sucked there.

As usual, Agatha, Ketsu & I could only offer our sympathies. Then she took out this hideous piece of cloth, which she later identified as the AJC tie. LMAO, Jaclyn already forewarned me of the incredible degree of hideous-ness the school tie possessed, but for Aggy & Ketsu they were just stunned. XD

Sian, it'd have been great if Jaime came back. It'd have been great if Valerie didn't transfer out of 1T34 & dropped H2 Lit. It'd have been great if I didn't have so much responsibilities to bear.

CHeeeee.......bbbbbb....

=

2007-03-17T01:48:00.000+08:00

You know how it is, even though you're hella tired & bored, not to mention it's 1:49a.m., & all you wanna do is just go to sleep,

you come online & blog.

Jaime didn't make it back into CJC, no wait, actually, she couldn't though she wanted to. It sucks ah, to see your fellow CJCian-AJCian not being able to be a CJCian-AJCian-CJCian. Feels like you left someone behind,

& that one day in AJC was so fun too, no thanks to the school though.

So what I'll say is, ALL THE BEST YOU PIG, DON'T FORGET US HERE AT CJC!

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All the holidays I've not gotten enough sleep, must say, but strangely I'm not that tired during the day.

Was roaming S'goon Gardens with Jenn the other day/night, at like what, 11+ thereabouts. I had nothing to do at home too actually, & if I recall correctly she didn't want to stay at home alone, so we went outdoors lor.

It was fun, in a way, being out late.

the activities were nice though :)

We walked round Gardens for a while, then headed up to the playground beside SFX where we climbed the big-ass model of the half buckyball & lied on top, watching the stars.

& talked a lot. Bout all sorts of things like ambitions. Mine was to be a rock star.

Really felt like picking up a Breezer from 7-11 then, but figured out since Jenn doesn't look like she wants to drink, I'm not about to chug Bacardi alone either/

*on that point though, Reynard says Breezers are drinks for kids, but all I'll say is, I'd rather drink something that tastes good then drink something that tastes like sai & call myself an "adult"

We hung out til about 4+ or 5? Then it was pretty late (ya, understatement), so I walked her back to her place, which was ehhh, quite far? LOL/ & after that I took the looooonng(understatement also) walk home to my place.

I had fun. Hope you did too Jenn :) though not really hor?

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Balls, the hols are drawing to an end, & this March Holidays haven't been much of a productive week, seeing that if it isn't Choir Practise (The Basketball team went to M'sia, sooo no training), it's just slacking; I was too plain lazy to do work.

Well, all the same, it's going to be back to 1T34 again (Nicole Aw, the St. Gabs boys, the St. Pats boys Billy & Calvin) & back to my HTC duties.

TRAINING ON MONDAY YESSS!!! I miss basketball practises.

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2007-03-13T10:31:00.000+08:00

I'm in school.

and I'm bored.

and I ♥ CJC. CJC is the seks.

It's seems like things are finally going my way, being back here at CJC and all. Somehow I still wonder how Jae's doing with her appeal & all, last I heard, SA's accepted her in already. Perhaps she'd accept but as things go, I hope she'll come back to CJC & be part of the CJC»AJC»CJC crowd again.

With Ernie & me & a dozen other people :)

I dropped Physics for JAE, now taking Literature. It's goddamned difficult luhh, what with all those themes about loneliness, love, and whatnots.

It'd have been great if Shakespeare wrote about mindless sex, drugs & rock n' roll.

It'd have been great if John Milton was a druggie.

It'd have been GOOOOOD if the fellow who wrote Othello played Guns N' Roses and had long curly hair.

All the same, I'm struggling with it now, shit. But as with all subjects, the first step always sucks.

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The team's in Malaysia right now, playing all their matches & shopping and having nipple fun. I wish I was there but my fingers typed in AJC in the JAE application. Coach was pissed at me, so was half the team, like why I can't make it to M'sia with them & fill the spot for the lacking centers.

Zzzz...like I wouldn't wanna be there catching rebounds right now.

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A few replies -

Diana - Yes, you can have it.

Victoria- Yeah I'm free Friday, in fact I'm free anyday.

Samfoo - SAM FOO! STRONG SKA WE ALWAYS WILL BE!!! & I added you on msn, ask the pics from me then.

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2007-03-11T22:20:00.000+08:00

Yeah again it's been a while since I last blogged. Not my fault, I've been rather busy. Too busy, in fact, for my own good. But for one thing, I'm back at CJC, & believe me I couldn't be happier about it.

I went for a day of orientation at AJC and seriously I couldn't fit into the school at all, but surprise surprise! Ernie, Jeremy and Jaime were posted there too! LOL I was settling down into the AJC auditorium for some subject talk when Jaime sat down in front of me. I was damn surprised (pleasantly) of course.

Turns out (after I kicked her chair a couple of times & she came to sit up beside me) she wasn't too pleased about her posting to AJC, cos it was pretty much her parent's decision etc etc, & I guess she was really regretful of it.

Anyway! Ernie's appealed in successfully, same for me, the only thing left now is for Jae to do the same, but the only obstacle left is her parents and I'll just pray for the best.

Cos IMO AJC is just this weird old prison.

Even the security guard hates it, he told me himself. Something about not being able to even go to the toilet lest he misses people who run out of school to play truant. He gave me thumbs-up to leave too eh, lol some "security guard". Love you Uncle.

Lots of things to blog, so little time. Will blog more in a couple of days.

Promise.

so long.

2007-03-06T09:32:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was my last day in CJC as a PAE J1 student, kinda melancholic but I knew it was going to inevitable. I got posted to AJC (Science).

I'm appealing back.

take it away

2007-03-01T18:24:00.000+08:00

Haven't posted in a while gosh, seems like I haven't got much time to do so anyway, with school and all. My days at CJC are drawing to an end too quickly & it's inevitable that I feel I need more time with everything at CJC.

and I do.

I'm seizing the opportunities to have fun with the people I'll call schoolmates & classmates one last time, playing Bridge in the toilet, playing Bridge in class, playing Bridge in the female toilet, etc. & I have to say, it isn't enough.

I feel very much like staying at CJC, in fact, I am very inclined to appeal back to CJC after collecting my posting results, because I know there is NO way I'm going to be posted back here. Still, it is only fair that I give AJC/SAJC a chance.

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The J1s were supposed to do our self-training yesterday, but as luck would have it, it rained cats & dogs, so we forfeited our 4.5km run. To make matters worse the gym was closed too, so in essence the message of the day was : No exercise.

Calvin went home.

Ezra went to study in the Library.

Shaun went somewhere.

Elton didn't appear.

Teren as well.

and I stayed in the canteen stoning with Trent, Xian Yao & Ong Zhen. We were VERY bored.

Trent in deep thought

Then, I went over to where Bert & Eddie were sitting along with a few other people, playing (of all things, old-school Pro-Yo, WOOTS). And made some new friends.

Gilbert, Me, Eddie

Gilbert Gilbert trapped in 3rd dimension

And Jane came tumbling after.

Now this is scary. Reminds me of Shutter.

Self-explanatory.

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Now listen to me

2007-02-23T23:39:00.000+08:00

You aren't second choice, you never were.

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2007-02-23T01:11:00.000+08:00

Keeping in line with Colin's (or is it Mel's) game of tagging people and asking them to reveal 6 things about themselves, I shall compromise and list down 6 things. But I don't think I'll go tagg someone hahaha.

Anyways:

1) I still think there are monsters under my bed
2) I can't take durian, find it yucks
3) My fourth choice in my Secondary School application was CHIJ Toa Payoh
4) Cedar was my fifth
5) I used to be crazy about magic
6) When I have stomachaches I like to sit on wood panelled floors

BOO

NOW THIS IS ME AND I GOT BUSTED DURING ECONS, check her face out.

Play me something-/

2007-02-22T23:57:00.000+08:00

I shall start off today's post with something not so pleasant.

Dad says I've been overspending.

According to the records,

I spent $608.80 last December

I spent $478.00 last January

and I'm spending $489.00 so far this February.

OMG I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the bank statements la, it was incredible. First thing that came into my mind when I noted the figures was (I swear) "WHAT THE F..." Dad says that I don't feel any pinch now when I'm spending like no tomorrow cos there's still roughly 1.8k inside the bank, but when it's a zero dollar balance, there WILL be no tomorrow.

Or something cheesy along that line.

The thing is, I MUST cut down on all those ~~condoms~~ food, been having too much ~~sex~~ food to eat recently, and they do cost quite a lot accumulatively pffft.

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The team went over to Innova JC the day before to play a friendly against them. Coach chartered a bus to take us there from the CJC campus, which was really a godsend cos Innova is located all the way in Woodlands.

Of course it isn't all fun and games; the fact that Innova is in Woodlands meant that the bus journey would take quite a while. And all the J2s took the opportunity for some team bonding.

It wasn't fun. Not the least bit. We (meaning the minority of unlucky J1s namely Me, Teren, Elton..) were brutally pinched all over (OMG) when we could not do/ refused to do what the J2s told us to do, stupid trivial things like sing the National Anthem IN CHINESE,

and nipples were the prime target. The J2s sure have strong fingers.

Can't stop

2007-02-20T20:05:00.000+08:00

I was talking to Mario over the phone yesterday night (no, no phone sex). He's pretty much the only male I chat with over the phone, owing to our very sturdy decade-long best buddies status, and also due to the fact that not many guys like to phone-chat with guys that are not best friends with them for ten years. On that point though, best buddies don't have sex over the phone, well not with each other at least.

Anyway, enough of deviating from the topic, somewhere in the middle of the conversation, he introduced some new, not to mention very random topic inside.

He asked, "If some guy you know, by name and face but not personally, does something to the girl you love veryyy much, like y'know, rape her or something, what'd your response be?"

Obviously, my first thought was that this was some stupid trick question where you'd have to submit an answer that resembles a nonchalant response so as to avoid getting jacked. But otherwise I decided to play along, by the way, it was also a rather interesting question. He gave me this scenario,

say there's this guy, umm Henry, and your girlfriend, umm Mel. Henry's project partners with Mel, you've only met him a couple of times before because of some D&D that Mel's company had. So one night, Henry's escorting Mel home when he suddenly pulls her into some dingy dark alley and starts giving her some sugar (no, some candies and chocolates)

So, later on in the week, you see Mel and she looks all pale. You decided to ask if anything wrong happened to her, but of course she's reluctant to say anything. However after persistent probing, you discover that she had of course, been "discovered" by Henry. Of course at this point, your blood starts to boil, but only because even YOU haven't seen Mel's inner glory yet, but also because your girlfriend was raped hahaha.

What'd you do?

I gave some reply that sounded like, "Oh shit, this reminds me of some incident that happened a while ago. Well, first I'd comfort/console her, like y'know hug her or something, and then tell her "it's alright...". Wait a minute, do I know where this Henry guy lives?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then I'll go all the way to his place and I swear I will kick the goddamned door down and find the fella. and then I'll make sure he doesn't rape anyone anymore."

"Doesn't? Or can't?"

"BOTH. NYAHAHA."

"Woah that's the spirit man, I mean, I knew you were gonna say something like comfort Mel and hug her and stuff but, the whole kicking the door thing? That's DAMN unexpected so ya, good going."

"Thanks."

After that we proceeded to talk some more about our respective similar incidences, which got me a bit worked up. But in a sense it felt therapeutic, releasing a sort of frustration that's been in me for the past year.

His last words on that topic were the best though.

"If you ever need help whacking someone up, just give me a call."

Thanks Bro. :)

Open up our hearts

2007-02-19T00:26:00.000+08:00

I must seriously start watching what I post on this blog, lest it upsets certain people like JENNIFER, worst still give her the wrong impression that she's PLAN B (no la, you're not, really) & give unnecessary information to people like ever lovable Lanz.

Thank you all so much for the kind reminders, I'll buy you lunch one day.

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Well, I stuck to my promise in the previous blog post to run my owed 4.5km on Friday. Somehow it just wasn't my day :

1st Run : 22:20 mins

2nd Run : 22:20 mins

3rd Run : 22:22 mins

As easily observed from the timings listed above, I have deproved by a very wide margin ( I stress VERY WIDE) of 2 seconds.

2 seconds is a long time.

2 seconds is the time some people take to run 12 metres

2 seconds is the time I take to run 12 metres

2 seconds is the time for one sweet kiss

Okay the last point was random/nonsensical but what I mean is that, it's a rather SIGNIFICANT deprovement, in my opinion. It didn't help that I ran the whole thing alone, cos Calvin ran off with some dumb friends to return to his alma mater. I'd have lapped him so many times anyway,

HAHA CALVIN HAHA

: P

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As I said to Jennifer, you know the truth, I'm damn sure of that ((:

Perpetual Bliss :)

2007-02-16T00:08:00.000+08:00

Happy BELATED Valentine's there to all! Hope you spent the day in an enjoyable manner, I know I did :)

Went out with Jaclyn for dinner yesterday at Gardens. I had to leave training early (yes I had training) cos' there was no way she could make it after my training ended (FYI : 1930hrs?). Coach wasn't too happy about this, but the day didn't exactly turn out right for her also la.

-Christopher, Calvin and me went for blood donation before training so we came late & didn't run the 4.5km in the end. We couldn't have ran anyway, you get the point.

-Ong Zhen's lip collided with Isaac's head and needed three stitches (you should have seen how it bled. No wait, you shouldn't have.)

-Trent was already planning to leave early cos' he too was going out with his girlfriend.

So as you can probably deduce, she wasn't exactly all smiles. Sorry Jiao Lian! I'll run my 4.5 tomorrow I promise!

All the same, we met at Gardens, then walked over to Sushi Tei for dinner. One really STOOPID thing is that Sushi Tei doesn't accept call-in reservations, which set in the anxiety and malu-ation of not getting a place when we got there. Thankfully though, there were quite a few counter seats, good news I guess, at least we could sit side-by-side. You understand :)

Dinner was fun, that's all I shall say.

& then afterwards I don't know who came up with the idea but we went over to ICE3 to see Victoria hard at *ahem* work *ahem*. We had a plate of this Cookies&Cream brownie-cum-mudpie thing, aptly named Cookie Monster, VIC AHHHH DAMN SWEET AHHHH. We ended up not finishing it, or rather I didn't, seeing that Jaclyn nibbled a third, and gave the rest to me. AHHHHH SWEET AHHHH.

The night was very sweet, no really, and it wasn't because of the dessert :) for a while I was really happy. When she got back, she must've seen (I'm assuming this, but it's a clever guess) the bouquet of lilies I got delivered to her place ( Trent, lobang my ass, my friend's girl's auntie's shop sells cheaper than yours pffft).

I remember asking her how happy was she that night, on a scale of ten with ten being the best, she said 9.

If you asked me, it would have been a ten. :):):)

I HATE JAE. REALLY.

2007-02-13T18:33:00.000+08:00

It's like, 1834hrs right now, and tonight I'm probably submitting my entry of the choosing of JCs for JAE. To be honest I'm feeling rather attached to CJC now, having spent almost close to one and a half months there. I wouldn't say exactly the same thing for my class though, it's sorta dysfunctional, and I only feel close to half the people in class? LMAO, not to mention the rather pathetic gender ratio of guys : girls being 17 : 4.

But still, CJC I love you. and I would rather not leave, if not for the very IRRITATING presence of A'Levels; I know I'd probably not do as well as I possibly can, owing to the fact that CJC is more of a centre for Arts instead of Sciences.

So to Bert, Marcus, Ken and so on, I'm sorry I won't be able to join you all for Rockafella next year. But hey, the maggot IS coming, maybe you guys can play some Slipknot & I'll come and support you guys. YEAH.

For now, I'm probably putting AJC as first choice (as AJC is more of a Science-orientated school, & also thanks to her constant reminder that it would be nice if I went to AJC with her),

maybe SAJC second? OMG OMG their FACILITIES are t3h SEX!!!

and, to be fair and support my interests, CJC all the way for third. Cheryl I'll come back to choir if I do return to CJ, and please, Yong Xian my nipples are pained enough already.

for now, I'm sorry to all I'm leaving CJC.

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Pffft, I'm ending up having to postpone our Valentine's date to some other time when I'M MORE FREE, due to the fact that I have, in fact, training tomorrow. No shit.

To make matters worse, Coach announced yesterday that we'd have to run our weekly 4.5 km run on Wednesday, due to the fact that there's no training on Friday.

To aggravate things, Bro. Paul isn't giving us a 6-day holiday for us to consider our JAE options a la OTHER SCHOOLS.

To make me REALLY miserable, I'd just wanted to spend the entire day with her. She says it's alright though, but it would be our first Vally's together. Oh well, I have a surprise planned for her in the morning ( VIC SHHHHHH)

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CHS ftw!!!

2007-02-09T20:52:00.000+08:00

Okay today's Results Day! Probably while you're reading this, you'd either be in tears (not due to reading the blog) or jumping in ecstacy (okay I'd claim credit for this one).

How did everyone do? Hope you guys got the grades you hope for, and even if you didn't, cheer up! It's just another opportunity to try harder!

But first, some AMAZING statistics for this year's O'levels results:

1) CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL IS FIRST AMONG ALL SINGAPORE SCHOOLS WHO PARTICIPATED IN THE CAMBRIDGE GCE O'LEVELS EXAMINATION.

2) CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL HAS A MSG FOR L1B5 OF A VERY MEAN 9.6!

3) ENGLISH - 56% DISTINCTIONS
BIOLOGY - 100% DISTINCTIONS
MUSIC - 100% DISTINCTIONS
E MATHS - 98.8% DISTINCTIONS
A MATHS - 80% DISTINCTIONS

that should keep you entertained for now.

4) CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL IS T3H PWNNZZORRRZ Wo0+3rz!!!

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If you'd like to know how much I got for my O'levels you can text me. =D

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Today also happened to be my first CJC friendly match (or any match, for that matter) & it was against SRJC. Dammit, SR was home & IT IS VERY IRRITATING to go all the way to SRJC after collecting your results, and to play ball there some more.

Okay the match went fine, the results were fantastic, we trashed SRJC by a large margin of more than 30 points (which was ultra seksy).

But I got scolded by the coach for poor defense and that was the highlight of the day for me. Not to sound funny, but her reprimand's been in my head ever since the 3rd quarter ended. Shucks, I must really try harder.

On another note, for any basketballer who reads this, IF YOUR SCHOOL IS PLANNING TO PLAY AGAINST SRJC, WATCH OUT FOR NO. 4! That guy is one hell of a machine, I kid you not. His dribbling technique is one of the best I've seen and his moves are so smooth and slick. Gosh, if anything was ever hard, it's marking him.

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I'm going out with her on that day. Captain Trent says Coach might actually cancel training cos last year Trent didn't turn up for training on Vally's either haha, so WOOTS.

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That's right Stickman! Do it baby!

2007-02-08T12:24:00.000+08:00

Being Nicholas is not all that bad/

2007-02-06T23:52:00.000+08:00

I remember asking my sister, the elder one, back all the way in Primary 5 (me, not her) whether it hurt taking the BCG jab when she was in Primary 6. Her reply was,

"OF COURSE IT HURT, Y'KNOW, BEFORE THEY INJECT YOU, THEY PLACE THE DAMN THICK NEEDLE IN THE OVEN, THE TYPE WITH THE GRILL UNDERNEATH, YOU KNOW? AND THEY HEAT AND HEAT THE NEEDLE UP TIL IT BECOME RED HOT THEN THEY JAB IT INTO YOUR SKIN."

needless to say, I was rather traumatised. In fact, I was trembling outside the library (that was where we got our jabs that day) and frantically pissing my friend off with lots of "THEY PUT THE NEEDLE IN THE OVEN YOU KNOW?" & "REALLY! MY SISTER TELL ME ONE!".

To this day, I never found out whether her (my sister) statement held true, cos' my friend responded to my insanity by shaking my shoulders (shaking is too kind a word) & saying "THIS YEAR NO MORE BCG, LAST YEAR WAS THE LAST BATCH." only half a million times, before I responded with a "really meh?". & that was the last time he ever talked to me.

My point is, it's really amazing how fast you believe when you hear this kind of stuff as an innocent 10-11 year old, I kid you not. My sister managed to convince me that the ventilation tubes outside Sim Lim Square, the yellow ones, were actually rendezvous spots for aliens (don't laugh).

Certainly of course I hope it doesn't reach the point where I have to stand up during dinner and say :

"To all who are seated here, I would like to announce that I have made a complete fool of myself in sex education class by repeating stories concerning storks told to me by certain parties residing therein."

LMAO>

Have you ever been so tired you just feel like crawling into a corner and sleep?

2007-02-06T18:41:00.000+08:00

Ran the 4.5 km run again yesterday in splendid compensation for last Friday's participation in Choir. It wasn't slow, hit the timing 22:20 again, wo0t, I didn't slacken!

but 22:20 mins also means 0 improvement on the timing. I was aching & tired yet again (what is wrong with my legs).

The team is going to M'sia come the March Hols + The CJChoir is flying off to Bratislava, Slovakia for some festival, if I'm staying in CJC I'd join them. Which reminds me, results this Friday! All CHS alumni coming to collect their results are required to not attend school on that day, and come to the CHS compound to play soccer and basketball.

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Tomorrow's the CJC X-Country, I will run.

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I suppose everyone has a date for Vally's? I've got a tentative one, seeing that Wednesday is CCA day, and yes that means Basketball for me. Zzzz..Wonder where I'll take her if everything works out fine.

Yes, Vic, in case you're reading this, don't be an ass & stick your nose into it.

*grins*

I LOVE

2007-02-03T11:26:00.001+08:00

FINALLY FOUND YOU.

going, gooooiiinnnggg, gone!

2007-02-01T18:35:00.000+08:00

I hate it when people tag on my tagg without leaving some sort of genuine identification.

I hate it even more when they type something like "poser la you".

I hate it the most when I can't find out who they are. -.-"

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Sian la, the arrangement with Ms. Lee is getting worse. In the end I went for basketball training yesterday, had no choice but to text Ms. Lee to say that I couldn't make it for choir on such short notice. So in the end I had to meet her today during breaktime, and etc etc. Turns out, I'd have to come for full-time choir practise tomorrow, while the 2-hourbasketball-2-hour-choir preset will only come to play next week.

zzz, and I haven't learned a single piece yet; somehow I got the feeling I should withdraw, but I can't do that cos Brother Paul already gave clearance, and from what I've heard, it took quite a bit of paperwork.

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X-Country next wednesday!

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91503219

2007-01-30T18:52:00.000+08:00

D'oh, the moment you all have been waiting for, yes the verdict is out : I'm going for both Basketball & Choir. Brother Paul gave me clearance (or rather gave Ms. Lee clearance) to participate in this year's SYF (for her to drag me into choir) and handle Basketball at the same time. Coach reluctantly agreed also, saying that hell, though I will definitely get into CJC Basketball team next year, I might not play for the school this year,

So yes, I am officially (actually, not quite) in choir.

Zzz, happy now, Vic?

Yesterday's training was stupid, got quite banged up. Kelvin accidentally tripped me up during the friendly (meant for practising the 2-1-2 defense formation) and I got rather scuffed up. Scraped my entire elbow til some patch of skin came off, bleh, & the knee swelled up some./ Not cool, it was quite painful, especially when I washed the wound. Ouch.

But good thing is, I skipped PE today while everyone was running the 15 rounds/ Lol, no guy actually managed to complete the laps in time, though Clara finished hers with a few seconds remaining (girls only had to run 12 rounds). Somehow I really wanted to run though (no really), but my knee was shit la.

Sometimes I don't know what am I doing as a CJC basketball center. I always get boxed-out some, get hit a lot during rebounds (of course, Yong Xian got it much worse the other time). I feel like just leaving Basketball, but then,

Quitters never win, and Winners never quit

Add oil!

wishful thinking

2007-01-29T00:19:00.000+08:00

There're some incidents where you feel as if you paid for something that was well worth the money. And then there are incidents where you opine that the 12 bucks you paid for Marina Bay steamboat was moolah for utter crap (not quite, but you get the point)

Went for a 1T34 dinner today at Marina Bay (ah now you see how it connects), and yes we ate at a steamboat restaurant.

"Why steamboat?" you may ask.

Well, that's just because.........THERE'S NOTHING THERE BUT STEAMBOAT.

It wasn't all that bad, the atmosphere was good, we had fun, lots of whoring with Casey's & Priscilla's cameras, i.e. weapons of mass whoring. But IMHO the stupid 12 dollars they charged for the entire meal was unjustified. Now, I know I'm complaining again, but there ARE some who agree with me that 12 bucks is a great deal of money for a minority of Singaporeans.

Okay la, we had fun, I must admit. Lots of laughter and jokes :)

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Once again I must stress to my classmates : I do not like Sandra/Bao Run/Joanne/whoever your little mind can think of! In fact, I have absolutely no feelings for any girl in class, pleasee believe me.

The girl I like isn't even in CJC.

and yes I have someone in mind already. So stop it! Esp. Priscilla -.-

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Met Jia Ying for supper just now, ended up going home at 11:30pm due to our very convenient scatterbraininess at forgetting the time. Zzzz...

There's training again tomorrow, gonna stay online for a while more and then really take some winks.

Night!

and where do you go?

2007-01-28T09:00:00.000+08:00

My niece was born the day before, and I didn't know a thing! Dad sent me a picture by e-mail, of the cherub's newborn visage. I got a suspicious feeling at first cos,

1) The e-mail was titled "baby photo"
2) I absolutely knew (or remembered) no one who was pregnant

Anyway, I opened the message and out popped this big-ass, larger than life picture of a sleeping baby. I was thinking "is this some sort of those chain e-mails where you just forward some spaz baby everybody thinks is cute?"

apparently not.

I considered the possibilities : the e-mail might be fake, i.e. the baby could OPEN its eyes anytime and say "COME TO MYBABYLOOKSFUCKINGCUTE.COM for more cute pictures of babies."

or

the baby could suddenly morph into a ghost and say "We are coming."

Anyway, I just realised then that cousin Felicia was giving birth around that time too -.- silly

The baby's named after me! It's a girl! *okay that didn't sound too right*

*Eva Nichol Tan-Borromeo

pui pui tua tua jiak~! :D

2007-01-26T20:09:00.000+08:00

YAY, today's training was fun :) for warmups we did 5 rounds around the school, roughly 4.5km, and it was FUN. And tiring yes.

I managed 22 minutes for the entire five rounds, a feat I consider SHIOKAH, excluding the fact that I was first J1 in :):) the fastest guy was of course Trent, CJC basketball captain, with a timing of 18-something minutes (I can't remember). I'm setting next friday's run target to beat Trent or at least be somewhere near his timing. I don't think that would be too hard, seeing that I walked the steps of the 4th & 5th round. Then on it was, to the other ball-handling, conditioning drills and footwork, including four-corner passes with medicine ball.

and the shower after training made it all worthwhile :)

Add oil, add oil Jem!

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Planning to crash MJC next Tuesday! Any takers?

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& I seriously need to focus more on the schoolwork; kinda find myself lagging behind like hell. Zzz, in case you haven't noticed, THAT IS NOT COOL/

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Tsk tsk/

2007-01-25T17:22:00.000+08:00

To all CHS people out there, both past and present, here's an update on how the school has changed for the worst since the 2006 batch of graduates (mine) left the school/

Took this of BZ's blog, no idea how he got hold of these articles, but still they're an eye-opener. According to him (I can't read chinese due to my indian heritage), it's increasingly more communist propaganda from the anti-Japan,Malaysia,Singapore etc-except-communist Mr. Lin Dan Wen (one of the chinese teachers)

Seriously, hasn't Hak Boon had enough fun? Shit, he's ruining the school with all these crap. What, morning devotions and all.

and to quote BZ : "I just hate it when they publish useless books like these. I mean who the hell reads them? They force students to buy it cause if not none would be sold and the book ends up in the bin the following day if their lucky. If not, you would find the front cover on the teacher's table and the back cover in some destroyed locker. So much for being a SAP school. Nevertheless, 10years in Cat High, it is still the best school even with stupid stuff and people(look at photo for reference)."

enough said eh? Hak Boon, I'm glad I'm out of your control.

I'll always love Catholic High as my alma mater of 10 years, and things like these are not gonna change that. But hell, Hak Boon stop trying already./

laugh my ass off

2007-01-24T01:46:00.000+08:00

Look this is really hilarious, some dubbing done over Herman Li's and Sam Totman's instructional video of Through the Fire and Flames. Enjoy. (and laugh)

76 flights of stairs?

2007-01-24T00:17:00.000+08:00

This was somewhat supposed to be posted a loooonnngggg time ago, perhaps last year before the O'Levels? Sorry though, I had totally forgotten till I was reminded through some incident the other day. It's not exactly for you all to see, but I'm so *insert alternative for FCUKING PRESSURED* so I guess I'd just type it out

It's alright last September when you said
you could not be with me

It's alright when you said
you just weren't ready yet

It's alright when you said
maybe sometime in the future
when we're older

It's alright though you told me
you might meet other guys
and me, other girls.

& it's great you know
what you want to do in Life
so early on.

Maybe you'd have me in your plans
in your life
after you meet other guys, and me other girls
when we're older
when you're ready
then you could be with me

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PE is fun exciting just plain STUPID

2007-01-22T20:31:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'm back from training, and yes once again I am not feeling so good owing to the numerous aches and pains so kindly contributed by Basketball!

But there is a small sense of achievement though I didn't get praised by Coach, unlike Shawn. Oh well, who gives a dang, next year will be OUR YEAR yeah.

Provided of course, that I do stay in CJC. Rumour has it that the O'level results are coming out on Feb 5th, as I said, it is a rumour, and should be in no way a substitute to the true date. Of course, if any of you by some mysterious (or underhand) methods have divinited the actual date of release, do share the love :)

Got a call from Ms. Lee just now, she's rather adamant that I do join Choir, since they're training for SYF already & according to her, it'd be good if I participated. So I just suggested that she talk to Coach Tan, regarding the issue & see if they can work out anything.

Haha I was just dreading to explain to Coach that I'm slacking off training to SING. I'd get my ass whooped and out of CJC Basketball in a flash/

Anyways, don't feel like blogging much today, am tired! & okay please come tagg my blog :) *smiles*