Lonely Rapper

.o.

2006-05-21T20:06:00.001+08:00

this blog is officially closed. and wally has officially moved on, psychologically, that is.

im sorry to say that its only psychologically to those who wish i'd die. ;)

.o.

2006-05-21T20:06:00.000+08:00

!

2006-05-07T23:18:00.000+08:00

Wally has no friends.
Wally cant wait to grow old enough to not need friends.
Wally still doesnt know the difference between living for 5 years or 50 years.
Wally thinks God's missed his name from the name list.
God's not calling Wally.
Wally can't go home.

MAYBE

2006-01-27T23:03:00.000+08:00

There is no meaning to the word maybe and maybe not.

Maybe I'm a boy means maybe I'm not a boy.
Maybe I'm not a girl means maybe I'm a boy.

E.g. "are you eating dinner at home?"

"Maybe" and "maybe not" means the same thing in context.
Thus there's no point in the word and it will not be missed even if it's not in the English vocabulary!

The phrase 'if i'm not wrong' makes no sense either.
I can tell anyone, "If I'm not wrong, I died yesterday."
But the fact is that I'm wrong.
"If I'm not wrong, I ate ten aeroplanes yesterday."
But I'm wrong!

So there, these phrases are contradictory and make your statements absurdly senseless. Yet people are still saying it, if im not wrong. But maybe I'm wrong.

Xianguang and his random lines.

2006-01-24T22:30:00.000+08:00

Xianguang: *holding bio textbook*
Zaviar: Wow, Xianguang is mugging!
Xianguang: *turns to me* Unbeknown to him, this is actually half of my bra..

Random crazy lines (aimed at Alvin) :
As long as you're willing to change, (inserts fugly girl's name here) will welcome you with open legs..

There's a girl in our school who appeared to resemble an actress in Mediacorp. (or maybe she IS the one) Xianguang wanted reconfirmation, and he didnt dare ask her. So I brought him to her, agreeing to help him clarify. When she noticed us, I pointed at Xianguang and said,"He wants your phone number!"
Imagine the agony and embarrassment i put Xianguang under!! This made my day!!

Winston Churchill made a fool of himself. Or as our humanities diary made him out to be.
It says:
"Courage is the willingness to stand up and speak. Courage is the willingness to sit down and listen"
TRANSLATION
"It doesn't matter whether you stand up and speak, or sit down and listen. You will, nevertheless, be courageous."

This sums it all up!
Goodnight!

MY LINES.

2006-01-24T22:11:00.000+08:00

Life is not a journey. Life is a long queue to death.

The above quote is by no means depressing nor pessimistic. We are all in the queue to meet God when we eventually perish from the Earth. Thinking deeper will only allow you to realise that everyone is actually dying to die. (pardon the unintentional pun!)
Why is this so? Simple. When we die, we get to go to heaven! God will be waiting for us with open arms. From this perspective, there's actually nothing to fear about death.
Now, let's view death as a goal to work towards, fellow optimists!

Note: Haven't you seen the clear transformation of being pessimistic about life to being optimistic towards death! I know it sounds nonsensical, but if you put more thoughts into my words, you'll realise that it's actually logical.

Fuck.

2005-12-14T00:21:00.000+08:00

School's like starting pretty darn soon.
Too soon for comfort.
But anyways, the sooner school starts, the sooner O' Levels arrive.
The sooner O' Levels arrive, the sooner it ends.

Homework's undone.
No revisions either.
I better do something about my life.
It's upside down, in a big mess.

On a brighter note, taekwondo's been really fun.
But people don't like the way i spar. =(
They think that I aim at heads all the time.
But that's just my style, there's no correcting.
If I don't kick their heads, I'm weak at kicking torsos.
I'd be beaten up badly.
At least I kick above belt.
Some people kicked me below my belt.
They deserved to be kicked in the face.

Aw, fuck.
Better do homework soon.
Good day, non-existant readers!

Layout.

2005-12-09T13:35:00.000+08:00

Yeah, I know I lack computer knowledge. So, this layout isn't done by me. =(

But YIYING is here to help!

Yay, my blog got new clothes!

THANK YOU!

Now you guys can comment. LOL. But once it's like abused/miused/i'm not amused, it's going to be taken off again.

Have fun reading!

Contradiction?

2005-12-06T16:34:00.000+08:00

ALTHOUGH WET DREAMS COME ON THEIR OWN, IT TAKES DISCIPLINE TO GET THEM. :D

Some facts.

2005-12-04T01:31:00.000+08:00

If you get 21 orgasms a month, the risk of you getting prostate cancer is lowered.

A certain powerful political figure by the name of Happy(can't name names because of the recent furor about bloggers and such!!) had a prostate operation some time ago.

Wait no longer, do what you're supposed to.

RIGHT NOW!

Bolsters!

2005-12-04T01:23:00.000+08:00

Bolsters are so sly. They do all sorts of things behind your back, and when you look at them, they appear to be so innocent and motionless. I suspect teapots, table lamps and television sets do the same too.

???

2005-11-19T16:00:00.000+08:00

There's absolutely no point in this entry. Because there's absolutely no point in life. What's the meaning of life, you ask. The answer is.. NOTHING!
So what if you're the president and you earn millions a year? So what if you're a beggar who earns millions of insults a year? Everyone will end up with nothing when they die. So it's back to the question of,' Why are we working so hard?' and 'Why are we trying so hard in life?'
When I see people slogging so enthusiastically and backstabbing each other while vying for leadership positions, I just laugh to myself. Because I don't see the point in them doing this. So what if you become the head of student council, so what if you top the level in your academics. I know that this analagy is so repetitive that it's turned sickening and irritating. But this is ALL that life is all about.
Have you ever wondered what you will stand to gain if you slog your life away and pass away? You'll prolly just end up with nothing. And even if you happen to go to heaven, what do you even do there? Slack everyday? Sit around everyday? And if so, what will be the ultimate purpose of it? NOTHING.
This is why I say that life is absolutely meaningless. And God has flawed by creating the world and allowing Mankind to survive.
Maybe not, God is omnipotent. Maybe there is really something very meaningful in life after death. But in our current situation, it's really rather meaningless.(Pardon me for this irritating repetition) If I've wronged God and his ideas, forgive me!

Yo.

2005-11-13T20:29:00.000+08:00

A post is a post.
This is a post.
Be glad.
I hardly update.
But now i have.

Yay!

Bleh

2005-09-16T13:09:00.001+08:00

-Studying-

Studying is like a race we all have to ace.
Going on and on for years and years.
Turning up in school, five times a week.
Bags filled with texts, yet no sleeping bags.
During boring lessons, we all rarely listen.
Teachers pick on us, 'cos we're restless and listless.
More time is spent with our heads on desks,
Than us dilligently doing our tests.
'What's school for?'we all question.
We can cope at home, on our own.
School's but a place for clearing our doubts.
Visit it once a week, unless you're weak.

-What's Life-

You and me, we're on a journey.
The journey of life, and it's not our choice.
Life is precious to the deprived,
Yet it is tough on the able.
We're mere pawns, shifting on a board.
Waiting to be extracted, when God has decided.
Some try so hard, and they earn peanuts.
Others hardly try, yet they have their rice.
The reluctant are rewarded, and the willing are not.
Fate is cruel, but God is fair.
It's worthy to note, that their Destiny are alike.
The finishing line's the same, unless you're a saint.

The irony of life is that death is the greatest equity of every being. No matter what path you walk, you'll end up all the same. The funniest thing is that the slackers enjoy life while the smart think that the slackers are stupid. Little did they realise that they are the dumb people, because they slog their short lives away... Only to end up equally eventually-dead.

Cynical and cruel way to look at life. Hahaha!

Queueing.

2005-08-08T05:49:00.000+08:00

We queued for 28 hours to get our Nike Dunk Low Tiffany Diamond. Damn tiring, i only slept for 2hours. We spent most of the time playing poker cards, chess, Uno, gallivanting at that mall and arcades. Luckily we had sleeping bags or else we'd be lying on the hard ground. At night, the people there were quite noisy and the people upstairs threw eggs down. Fuck it.

Time passed quite quickly and it was a worthwhile wait for the limited edition Dunks. Tests next week, have to start revising. Bye!

Lucky.

2005-07-24T13:36:00.000+08:00

Today we went to Orchard to buy limited edition shoes. I was telling Levon about it the other day and she wished me good luck, and it helped! LOL.

So, Singapore only had 16 pairs on sale. They did the selling through balloting so that it would be fair. When we put our forms into the draw boxes, we were so afraid that we would win all the shoes. That's because we didn't have the money to buy more than two pairs!

The draw was at 7.30pm so we had a lot of time in between worrying.

When it was about time, we had to rush from one end of Orchard Road to the other just to be on time for the draw. Over there, there were like 50 people already. Then the draw commenced. Darren and I got one pair each. His was white US size 7 while I got an orange pair which was US size 8.

Whilst they were doing the draw, I chatted up a China guy. He was a collector, so we thought we have struck it rich. LOL. We went to queue up to pay for our two pairs. Meanwhile, we negotiated the prices with him. So we haggled from $370 to $450 and back to $410 for two pairs of Puma Clydes. We decided that we would get a substantial profit and just sold it to him. The three of us split the earnings.

With the money, we took a taxi back home, feeling happy and contented.

We're ready for the newer arrivals that are on their way to Singapore. Bring it on!

:D

Fun?

2005-07-23T12:47:00.000+08:00

Today at SJAB, we did cool stuff. Were supposed to take the Sec 1s. Xian and I asked them to march but they did the job lousily. So we asked them to run around a nearby flower pot twice. Subsequently, they also ran around one of their squadmate twice too. We also asked them to cheer on a passing fat scout who was running.

One guy was so feeble and shouted damn softly, so we asked him to exclaim,'Wow, that tree is so big' in Chinese. Most of the time there were laughing. We did other weird stuffs too. Seldom
have so much fun.

I wore my Spongebob boxers to school today. Was the envy of many others, LOL. Had a great laugh and I decided that I would buy one more pair of Spongebob boxers, a different design this time! xD

I just realised that I have many caring friends. I am a happy man. LOL.

Damn.

2005-07-17T01:41:00.000+08:00

Hectic week.

Wednesday was Physics test. Not exactly hard, but I worry that careless mistakes would cost me my decent pass grade.

Thursday was Geography. Rather shitty because I didn't study. I had a bad headache.

Friday was CL2 O' Levels Listening. Quite nervous initially, but managed to calm down after it began.

More tests coming up next week!

I wish to get a High Distinction for my New South Wales thing. It's the only worthy glory that has eluded me!!!

Damn it, I think the bad headache was due to migraine. According to sources, it's due to oversensitive nerves. The pain lasted for 3 days and miraculously disappeared in the middle of my Geog test. O_O

Hey, at least I updated!

Bye!

=(

2005-07-03T07:57:00.000+08:00

Today's really horrendous.

Yesterday was O' Levels Chinese Oral Examination.

I got a second ear hole on my left ear.

I want to buy one more Nike Dunk.

And watch Initial-D.

As well as War of the Worlds.

Farewell.

.-.

2005-06-23T13:38:00.000+08:00

Do it to me.

I'm Back

2005-06-21T14:27:00.000+08:00

Erm, if you even noticed that I was off for my 4D3N camp, I'm back. Finally. After 4 torturous days. . . There are two highlights, and countless fucked up times. The shitty times first, since they also occur first.

On the first day, there were many, many lectures, just sat there and hardly listening. Learnt nothing, but made new friends. One of which is called Hakim. More of him later. But to give a brief idea of what he's like, here goes. Quite suave. He has a cool hairstyle. Got his haircut in Perth. He is always talking about girls, laughing at ugly girls and calling them 'chio bu'. More importantly, he's so bold that he dares to do, I quote him, 'almost anything'. Unfortunately, he's from a different platoon, but we always get together when we could.

Nothing much happened on the first day. We only finished everything at 2am. We were always behind schedule because the officers liked to ask us to run to and fro continuously. In this way, they kept delaying our sleeping time. I had sentry on the first night, 3am-4am. What luck to be doing this shit at such an unearthly hour, while others are fast asleep. . . So, there goes my rest time. Finally got to sleep at 4am and we had to wake up at 7am. This means I only slept for 3 hours.

On the second day, we went out to hike at 3pm. From the school, we walked all the way to Bukit Timah Hill. Our haversacks were at least 10kg. I also had to help carry my platoon's watermelon, which was like 3kg. We did not go to the summit, only probably around halfway through. Did some triage and we left for our second destination, Bukit Batok Hill or something. We had our field cooking at the carpark there. The sky was very dark and I had no watch, so I have no idea what time it was back then. As it was so dark, me and my friend, Damian took our own mess tin to cook. We took 3 packets of instant noodles and went to a corner to cook. No one could see how much foot we got. Haha. We also shared a can of curry chicken. Had such a wonderful dinner, considering the sucky plight that we were in.

We went on to hike at 'Little Guilin'.(The carvings on the stone said that.) On our way back, I was so tired that I was sleeping while I walked. When we got back, it was already 5am. What the fuck were they thinking. =(

Slept from 5am to7am. This sums up my misery. At the very least, I wasn't homesick. Yeah.

The third day was the most meaningful and the most interesting one. We had campfire, but before that, we played some balloon games. All of us formed into a big square and tied blown balloons to our ankles using rubber bands. Then we were supposed to go to the middle to step and burst other peoples' balloons. I pulled my balloon till it was right below my knees, so everyone had a hard time attacking mine. Burst many of theirs in the process, hehe. After that it was the instructors' turn. I collected many rubber bands from those burst balloons. When some instructors wrestled in front of me I shot one rubber band at one officer who was 130kg. He was in the middle of a tussle so I think he didn't realised it. After that another officer came along too, and I shot another rubber band. This time I saw it bounce off his left butt cheek, couldn't help but laughed like mad. LOL.

Soon, there was campfire. I used a strong torch to shine at those funny looking people in the course, one of whom was wearing a pair of sunglasses. I think she couldn't differentiate between daylight and nightfall. =( Kept shining the torch at Hakim too. xD

After that, we had some free time and Hakim came over. I spared him a rubber band. There's this extremely fat girl in my platoon. I think she's at least 80kg. I asked Hakim whether he dared to shoot the rubber band. And so he did. He just walked past her back and shot it at her ass. After that, he just walked away emotionlessly. While the few of us were laughing so uncontrollably. He lived up to his reputation- being fearless. LOL.

When we played this water bomb game at around midnight, I raided to the officers' base. Smashed a lot of their water bombs. Even threw some at 2 of them. LOL. Glad that they're sporty or I'd be dead. Haha.

That's about it. Time to sleep on my soft bed now. This camp made me realise a lot of things:
1) Green bean soup never tasted so nice
2) My bed can never be softer. (We slept on the bare floor WITHOUT any sleeping bags)
3) Syrup drinks are very nice. So is tasteless milo and bland barley.
4) I can actually survive with only 5 hours of sleep for the first 3 days.
5) Rubber bands are one of the best form of tools for entertainment.
6) A bold friend makes your day.

Now it's bedtime. They're mine tonight, my pillows and bolsters. (:

Camp

2005-06-17T13:35:00.000+08:00

Tomorrow's the SJAB 4D3N camp. I know on one will notice that I'm gone but then, I'm used to this kind of life. Not trying to be cynical. But still. . .

There's something important to discuss, but let's leave it to after camp.

In this life, I only have about 3 proper friends but it's good. It's better to be indebt to a few kind souls rather than to have one big bunch of people coming to you. Maybe it's just me; I like to live a quiet life. The last thing I'd want is to be a burden to others. But it's still too early to tell. Unless God can allow 6 years to skip. I'd be extremely elated. The two of us would make a killing. If circumstances permit, we'd be very grateful. Things change as time passes, but I hope this particular one doesn't. To cut it short, my life depends on it!

The most important phrase in this world is: Circumstances DON'T change. . .

Will not forget true friends, will we Ken? xD

Movies

2005-06-15T13:28:00.000+08:00

Today, me, Wanyi, Grace and Levon went to watch Mr. & Mrs. Smith at Cineleisure. When the two girls' course ended, it was already 11+am. Couldn't catch the show at 12pm, so we settled for the one at 2.20pm. We had plenty of time so we went to Burger King to eat. Took the Star Wars bottles but left them behind on purpose in the end. ><

I bought a wallet at The Heeren Shops for $60. Yeah, spendthrift me. =( But it's Tough! xD We played at the arcades and watched Wanyi dance that Para Para thing. Figured that if you just wave your hands randomly, you'd be able to at least get 10 combos. LOL.

So after window-shopping for some time, we went into the theatre. Well, the show was a little ridiculous. It was very cool. Reminds me of Bourne Supremacy. Brad and Jolie are rather hot. They were supposed to assassin each other in the movie. But they ended up together because when they got married, they didn't know that they were actually out for each others' life. Rather ironic, but then if its not, it wouldn't be made into a movie. :X

On our way back, we took a lot of pictures of Levon on the MRT. Grace and I used our 6610i to take lots and lots of pictures of levon in various positions. Grace has 28 while I have 22. So we have $50. I'll go and buy the Nokia data cable and we'd upload all the pics. It's for sale, only for Bryan. Come and buy! Buy 1 get $49 free. 1 for $50!

Yay, fun day!

P.S Grace likes the corner seats in movie theatre. Why? Beats me.

Best One I've Heard In Years

2005-06-12T11:30:00.000+08:00

How do you have a brother who is also your son? Fuck your mother.

Have a nice time!

Business.

2005-06-11T13:48:00.000+08:00

There are many family business happening around me, but I don't really give a damn. Two incidents to prove my point:

Last week, my younger cousin was hospitalised. I don't really know what happened, neither did I go and visit her or anything. That's because I'm not as close to her as I used to be. Used to visit them once every two weeks but that was during my primary school days, when I had no homework to worry about. However, due to school commitments these days, I hardly go down. The frequency is less than once per three months. This is how pathetic things are going. I'm not groaning as I know that I'm not the only one suffering. ;-)

I don't think that my prescence would be of any use anyways. It's not that I'd lose out if I don't visit them. Their lives and my life still go on, as normal. These days, kinship has to take a step backwards to compromise with our busy lives. Relatives hardly meet. When they get the chance it's usually only during some wedding dinner, some funeral, or when some mishap occurs and someone has to stay at the hospital. This also proves one point, friends and people whom you meet everyday are closer to you than your relatives. We will also turn to our friends rather than our relatives when need be. Hence, we should go out of our way to help our friends instead of our relatives. It may sound like I'm some kind of ill-bred brat but then this is only the truth portrayed in a harsher manner.

Another of my relative, or rather my uncle will have another kid soon. But I still can't be bothered because it's none of my business. I don't even know how old my younger cousins are. Although we meet quite frequently, but then they have done so many things to make me change my impression of them. I shall not dwell on that. But the things they have done are almost strictly self-beneficial and have resulted in some disadvantages to us. This is why I say, everyone for himself. Why should you help others when they don't give a damn about your well-being?

I'm trying to instill this belief into my parents but they need some time to realise that they don't actually gain anything out of their compassion for others. They're always the ones helping others. I always tell them that they need help but no one offers any. They still can't get this into their heads. For example, my brother is always asking my father whether he can call the NKF hotline to do a donation. But then I always tell them, if everyone saves his own money, no one would need to owe anyone anything when it's time to foot their medical bills. My family should save our own money so that we can help oursleves during rainy days. I also keep telling them that we're not a rich family. We can't even live in absolute comfort, so we should save ourselves first, and help others only when we can afford to. They just wouldn't listen, nothing helps.

After a friend read my previous entry, she pointed out something important. It's about the drama serial that I watched. She said that if I appear in my friends' dreams and tell them to die so that they can live happily with me, these friends would just wake up the next day, thinking that they were probably just experiencing some nightmare the night before. And it actually makes quite a lot of sense. But after saying this, you'll probably REALLY believe me when I appear in your dream. (Not that I'm dying to)

Next week, I'd be going for some torture camp. It's 4D3N, from Tuesday to Friday. I think that we'd be spending one night out in the wilderness, but that's not my worry. The only worry is homework. I'd have a lot of trouble completing everything because once I come back, I'm only left with the last week to complete everything.

Now my only wish is to remove every form of distraction so that I can concentrate solely on my farken homework. I really hope I'd be successful. . .

Trust No One

2005-06-10T13:47:00.000+08:00

After recent events, I've come to a conclusion. In this world, it's every man for himself. No one gives a damn about you when they see opportunities in front of them to pull ahead. So for soft-hearted people, it's like a kick in their stomach. Don't even harbour any hopes, people would just surge ahead of you when there's the slightest chance. Be wary of the people around you. The most important thing to note is: Self Before Others. I have always thought that people will be around you when you need them. But an incident today proved otherwise, right Xian! xD

Now I shall be careful not to be used as an advantage to others. I shall remind myself of what happened in the past, and pay the people back in their own coin. This world is full of self-centered people and if I don't start getting wise, I'd be at a heavy disadvantage. I wouldn't allow this to happen, never. Hence, I shall just ignore these people and maybe even learn some of these tactics from them. . . To state an example, when they need you, they'll ask you out to get the stuff they need. But when there's nothing to gain, your buddy would cook up excuses when you need them to lend a helping hand. This experience is truly saddening. And I have brought myself to forgive and forget, but a leopard never changes its spots. I had fallen and stood up for countless times. There will not be a next time. I'll make sure the next time I fall, I'd be cushioned by the person who brings it upon me.

I've been watching the drama serial on Channel 8 at 9pm for countless evenings during weekdays. It's about people who are living on planet Earth as well as in Hell. When these people die, they proceed to Hell. Their relatives would burn money and clothes for them. With the money, they can apply to appear in their relatives' dreams. Of course these relatives have to be on Earth. But then, why havent the producer or any other person thought of this. When one die, he will go to Hell. Over there, he'll miss his family members. However, I thought of an even better idea. If I die, I'd get money to go into my family members' and friends' dreams.

The first thing I'd do is to tell them to die and join me in Hell. Don't get me wrong, I'm not being evil or anything. That's because in Hell, people can choose to live there forever or reincarnate. I'd ask my close friends and family to all join me in Hell. Then we all can choose not to reincarnate and we'd live happily every after. That's even better than having half of my friends continue living on Earth, and the other half residing in Hell. It'd be like a great gathering where everyone have no worries, no stress and the best of all, NO HOMEWORK!! Everyone of us would be able to play, eat, picnic, slack and do nothing together.

So I seriously think that the other world would not be like this. My master once said,"If something is too good to be true, it usually is."

But if this show is a true depiction of Hell, then I'd cordially invite you people to come and live with me, through dreams of course! (That is if you die after me) This is a sensitive topic, so I shall make myself clear- I don't want to die anytime soon!

See ya soon, pals.

What The Fuck?

2005-06-07T13:41:00.000+08:00

These days I've been feeling rather empty. Now that the holidays are here, our fucking CCAs still won't give us some peace. These dicks still continue to hound us like some mad dogs. If holidays are meant for CCAs and lessons, then it's only right that normal days should be treated as real holidays?

Come on fcukers, why don't you all just spare us some time so that we can really enjoy a proper break. Stop hauling us back to school for CCA, just to tell us that it's informal? I know some of your 'lives' revolve around your dearest CCA. But still you must spare some thought for us. Not all of us are like you, we don't get orgasmic upon hearing that we can indulge in some mind-soothing CCA sessions. Just as you detest the things we enjoy doing! So would you kindly leave us alone, we're really not your kind. That's because, we live lifes. You all don't.

After lazing around at home for almost one entire week and hardly spending any money at all, I decided that I would probably be able to survive if I don't work at all. I mean, I'd only need about $500 a month. With that I can buy some food, sleep around and do nothing for the rest of my life. How am I going to get my $500, you ask. Well, I'd just need fifty of my friends to each give me $10 a month. This would be enough for me to live my life. Or if these people don't want to be in any way related to me once I decide to laze around when I grow up, I can consider moving over to France or something. Over there, the Government would give money to everyone who don't work. Till then, I'd be able to just sit around for the rest of my life. Maybe I could even pick up some hobbies like collecting different specimens of leaves, tiny rocks made of different material, et cetera. I'd be able to live a life of my own. I'd be stress-free. I'd be able to do whatever I please. Only then, I would be truly convinced that I am living a happy life. If I continue to study 24/7, go out and look for a job and slog till I retire, I'm afraid that it would be just a boring and energy-sapping routine. Why would I want to put myself under such torture instead of going elsewhere to enjoy some freedom?

On other news, my younger brother just wouldn't learn. He just has to get in my way whenever I'm pissed. He knows that if he fights with me, he'd never win. I won't even have to use any fancy backhook nor turning kick to reduce him into a shitty state. A reverse punch would probably knock the living daylight out of him. But still, he has to retort meaninglessly. He should learn that his words are probably just ingredients to assist in making my blood curdle. I still haven't gotten physical with him yet. But when it happens, 10 ambulances and 100 rolls of bandages wouldn't even be enough. Be warned, faggot!

Infuriated

2005-06-04T13:30:00.000+08:00

Looks like the cook doesn't want her job anymore. Fancy denying us of a CCA post? All the members who are taking over would definitely take on a post but for us? We don't have one. Just because we missed the interview because I had tuition means we won't get to take on any position? I think it is ridiculous. I have to stress that a cook can be easily fired and replaced. One call down to the principal office and she'd be sent packing. Why wouldn't she cooperate with us and give us the bare minimum. If that happens, she has her job and we have our posts. Both parties would be happy. But no, she chose otherwise. What less have we done compared to the other member who got his post? Nothing! It's just that he went for the interview! And I had other commitments and couldn't attend. So is this fair? I hope that the cook would come to her good senses and put us back in. Or she's only one call away from a nightmare. This is not a threat of any sort. This is merely me stating the truth, nothing but the truth. . .

Cut The Act..

2005-06-03T14:51:00.000+08:00

No matter how well you act, no matter what kind of character you portray to your friends, be it real or fake, it'll definitely come to light someday. People give chances, pretending to ignore others' opinions. But sometimes, the facts are really right in front of them that they cannot help but to believe. Afterall, seeing is believeing right.

I have to tell you. No matter how well an actor/actress you are, people will see through your thick make-up and your true colors. Once evidence is shown, people would say,' Oh, so what --- says is true afterall'. One should be calm, friendly and honest. Being oh-so-defiant, rude and cold would lead you nowhere. One day, all your 'friends' will leave you. 'Friends' is used because they don't know who they really befriend. And yes, the person they befriend is not you, it's the person you act as. Putting up the act for 1 year doesnt mean you can hold on to it for 50 years.

To everyone, be honest to yourself and to others. You'll be happy and contented with life. But if you choose otherwise like --- has, then you'll end up where he/she is. That person doesnt know how many people in the world are against him/her. This is why I say he/she is only fooling himself/herself. Some people know who I'm talking about and that's good. And if you're the one mentioned, I sincerely hope that you can change the way you behave. And it's not for me, but for your friends.(I don't think I'm a friend to you) A humble piece of advice, but I wish you'll take heed.

Spendthrift

2005-06-01T04:30:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I went to Jurong Point with Darren. Actually I wanted to just go to the spectacles shop to just look around. Wanted to see if they have new Levi's specs. And yes, they have a lot of them. I tried some of them on and I liked one very much. The shop owner said it's $218. I told her if she give me discount I'd buy straightaway. Or else I might go home and decide, and not buy afterall. I think she was rather despo for sales and thus she agreed. Haha! So it costs only $198 for a pair of Levi's and proper lenses. Now that I have spent this $198, I shall not buy a Crumpler anymore. =( Unless I get wealthy overnight. If I continue to spend like this, I'd not be able to save enough to retire in the future. Recently, I've been addicted to Jay-Z's songs. But HMV sells his album for $28.50. Extremely overpriced for an album which was released in 2003. I'll try to find one at the normal price of $20++. If you guys see it, tell me the place, and I'd go down to grab it!Bye guys, going out for lunch!

Glorious.

2005-05-26T22:40:00.000+08:00

Liverpool FC finally won some major honours. Early this morning, the entire team fought like men possessed to level the score at 3-3 after trailing 0-3 at half-time. I was very dejected when I saw my team conceding so many goals. So at half-time, I thought the contest was over and I went to sleep. I knew the fairytale had to end and so it did. They were resigned to the UEFA Cup next season. But hey, when I woke up in the morning, I saw an SMS by Hurwitz which said 'It's 3-3 now, and it's the penalty shoot-out. Woot.' I felt rather happy at that time but I thought,' If Liverpool had won, he'd have SMS-ed again but there was no second SMS'. So I just went to check the Teletext for the confirmation. To my surprise, it said that Liverpool won the 'thriller' through penalty shootout! I was over the moon because I had given up on them. Luckily, they didn't give up on themselves.
Now that we're five-time winners, the trophy is ours to keep. Next time, I'd go down to the museum to check out the shiny and well-deserved trophy. My last wish is that they get to play in next season's Champions League. May God bless us!

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These days I've been rather restless. Holidays are coming so why don't the teachers give us some peace by stop teaching. There are only a few days to holidays and they still wouldn't spare us. My grades have been extremely poor and disappointing. I vow to work harder and bounce back from this very upsetting experience. My academic aim is to get my A1 for CL2 O' Levels. I hope God can lead me on to my all-important target. I also hope to be able to cope with schoolwork and understand everything that the teachers teach. This routine would at least ensure that I can get into a decent JC. I really need it.
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Today at school, we were helping our classmates do some survey for their project. One unhelpful classmate refused to help me pass my completed survey to the people who were in charge. So I folded the two pieces of paper into paper aeroplanes and flew them across the class. Then the damned teacher saw it and threatened to tear it up. It was not that I really bothered because the project isn't mine and even if she really tore it up, it was none of my problem. So I challenged her to tear it by saying,' Tear it anyways, the project is not mine'. Of course that unreasonable teacher realised that it was a lose-lose situation for her. Furthermore, teachers aren't supposed to tear students' work up. (this is an interesting point to note)
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It's Staff Team Building Day tomorrow. We will be dismissed at 9am. We'll go to Grace's house again, I think. They say I'm one of their sisters. Hmph.

Goodnight, faithful readers.

Orchard Road

2005-05-22T03:17:00.000+08:00

Today Darren, Alvin and I went out together. FIrst, we went to Dhoby Ghaut to meet someone who wants to buy 20 of our Baller IDs. By the look of the SMS, we thought the person would be an Indian guy so we were kind of afraid that he's a gangster or something. So we asked beforehand what color shirt would the person be wearing. So we got the color and it was 'white polo tee'. So on our way there, we pointed at everyone who was wearing white and say 'maybe he's the baller guy'. I asked Alvin to SMS the person to ask if he's an Indian man. But we thought it would be rather stupid so we didn't. Haha. So when we reach Dhoby Ghaut, we too kthe escalator up and down until the person reaches. He's supposed to call us when he reaches. After a while, we got the SMS. When we looked around we saw a white shirt person looking down at his handphone and we knew immediately. Darren said,' Just go up and ask la'. And so we did. Alvin asked,' Are you the Baller ID person'. When the person looked up, we realised that it wasn't the Indian man we were expecting. Turned out to be this young tall manly mid-20s chinese woman! I almost laughed out damn loudly. She took all the different colors plus 3 more repeat colors so that she can get the 20 she wanted. She paid us $83.50 and left. After that we were thinking: What if we SMS her and ask if she was an Indian man? Haha.
After that we went to Flash & Splash and Darren bought a surfpants. I wanted to buy this one with the unique design but I thought that it was not worth spendin $89 for a pair of pants. So he bought his and we went to Heeren. Bought a shiny ear stud and we went for lunch. Bought 4 packets of sweets and a bag of chips for $20 at Marks and Spencer! What a rip-off. The chips was $5.90 a packet. It was ridiculous but I still bought it. >< Went to have lunch and we looked at Crumpler bags at Wheelock Place and Paragon. Was thinking of buying Fux Deluxe but is the $179 worth spending? There's still the Levi's to buy! Decided to rethink about it and went to Shaw Centre. At the underpass, we saw two people standing very still and moving very slowly. They were doing a performance or something. One of them was lying on his side and I gave Alvin a sweet I bought from Marks and Spencer. He threw at the man from the back and it hit his stomach! The intended landing spot was his head but blame Alvin's poor accuracy. The guy flinched and I was laughing so madly! After that we saw him taking the sweet and eating it. Hahaha! Then I bought a Billabong shirt from Isetan Scotts. It was like $40? We went to an underpass after that and one busker was playing on his guitar. I catcalled and clapped to the beat. Haha! Then when we returned to the two people who were standing very still, he was standing and holding something. Then I took a sweet out and put on his hand! He moved slowly and unwrapped the sweet, then he ate it! It was hilarious. After one whole day of walking we went home - contented.

Yeah.

2005-05-18T12:29:00.000+08:00

The world makes me feel good for a bad reason. This is because I realise that no one in the world cares about each other. Or maybe it only happens to me. But then, I've already got a plan. I'd succeed one day and I shall snub all of you the way you're ignoring my prescence this very day. I'm not bitter, angry nor mad at anyone because I've realised too long ago that this world operates in this manner and we all have to stick to it. Everyone should really lead their own life and get rich on their own. At that time, you'll notice that you don't need anyone around you. We thought of a plan, if it works out. We'd be very very rich. And I won't be here wasting my time typing these shits to you fools. Yes, tell me to fuck off please.

Want to die? Think twice.

2005-05-16T21:43:00.000+08:00

I don't understand why people go and jump down a building in a fit of rage. If they sit down and plan beforehand, they'd have realised that there are so many million more things that they can do before they end their fucked up life.
You know why I think like that. Becuase I've thought of dying, but then i realised that there are so many things that I can do before I die. I shall list them, so next time you want to die, you can do something worthy first before going to heaven or hell.
You all can:
1) Spend all your money in the bank, then jump down the building after you are broke.
2)Rob a bank and get shot by the officer. (Worth the thrill, jumping down not much excitement)
3)Assassinate someone famous. Get hanged after that also die, what more, you can get famous.
4) Rape someone. (Can consider if you're perverse)
5)Go on the streets and stab everyone you see. (Have fun before you die)
6)Burn down the Swiss Bank/Istana/White House/Neverland Ranch! (LOL)
7)Run down people's car with your stolen car.
8)The list goes on, I'm just giving you the gist of what you can do.

Maybe after that, you realise that you don't want to die just yet. . . but it's too late. Unless you chose the first option. Haha, nave fun thinking of new ideas!

My Faithful Friend

2005-05-16T13:43:00.000+08:00

After spending the past one over year with us, our family friend had to leave us. We're all reluctant but it's a friendly departure. He had served us very well for the past year and had never once let us down. He went through thick and thin with me, accompanied me to school everyday and follow us out for visitations during weekends.
But today, he has to part with us because we cannot afford to continue living with him. Actually it's not that we cannot afford, we don't want to afford. Sometimes in life, it's about creating a balance. Sometimes it's a happy option, sometimes it's a sad decision. For us, it is the latter. So today, my parents and I went out with him for the last time before sending him away. I heard from my parents that he's going to be sent overseas to be with another new family. Hopefully they would treat our dear old friend as well as we treated him.
In the morning, we got ourselves prepared for the trip. We went down with him to my grandparents' place and sat around for a while to delay his departure. At around noon time, we had to bring him to somewhere in Bukit Timah where his agent was waiting patiently. At that place, we took our lunch. None of us had any appetite but we had to eat. When it was time, we handed him over to the agent. We received another friend in return, but I don't really like that new friend. I took one last fond look at my dearest trusty friend before leaving. I know I'd never see him again. He'd go away and never come back. Goodbye, my old car!
On the other hand, I hope to grow to like the new one. We actually downgraded to this shit one. But then, this new car is only for transportation purposes. We bought it at a low price and none of us bother to clean it or anything. Deep down we know this one sucks, it's nothing compared to our old friend.

Finally

2005-05-12T13:54:00.000+08:00

Rejoice. The torture is finally over. However, the end of this shitty torture marks the beginning of the next. Right now, the first thing to do is to enjoy the freedom first. The sobbing over poor grades would come at a later time.
So after exams, everyone went to gather with their close friends, while the odd few go home.(to rest probably) It was no different for me. Wanyi, Levon, Adeline, Jiaying and I went to Grace's house. As always, there was no particular aim for our doings. Probably just to relax a little. We always love sitting around and playing a game of mahjong, cards or watch movies at her home. We were sitting around, laughing and crapping all the time, with the accompaniment of tidbits and soft drinks. Its bad for our health, we know, but once in a while is acceptable.
We played Monopoly on my tiny Monopoly set. Levon and I had the honour to pit our skills against a national championship contestant. xD. Of course, we ganged up and cheat when that poor girl was watching tv. We moved a lot of extra steps before our integrity overcame our greed. Haha.
Hanged around to watch Princess Diaries. Some parts were hilarious. And in between the movie, Grace's brother and his girlfriend came. They went into the room and ---. Grace found --- in the drawer and I saw that the --- was messy! Interesting.
After the movie we went off and poor Grace had to clear up the mess, sorry!

The Irony

2005-05-10T02:40:00.000+08:00

This morning, my brother realised that he lost his pencil case and his spectacles. Then my father and I went down first. We waited damn long for him to come down. Both of us were so fed-up. Then he finally came, and still couldn't find his specs, so we went off without it. On our way to his school, we met up with like so many red lights and my father was so pissed. He was so angry that my brother was the first to wake up and last to come down. Then he just drop him off outside the school instead of going into the school compound like he usually does. After that we were moderately late and we rushed off. Suddenly, my father asked me to check his bag to see if he took the wrong pair of spectacles. When I went to open it up, guess what I saw. Both their spectacles in his bag. I was laughing damn loudly because my father was the pissed one, and he was the one in the wrong. LOL. Then later he was asking what class my brother is in, and I had absoultely no idea either. So he just drove me to school. Maybe he went back to his school to give him his spectacles, maybe not. A rather interesting Monday morning indeed.

Mid-Years

2005-05-08T16:02:00.000+08:00

Aww. This entire week has been tiring. Study, study, study! Although I regret not starting earlier, but I can do nothing about the circumstance. The school rushes mid-years, and all the teachers are rushing to finish the syllabus. Of course, the problem would be snowballed to us. The problem being: excessive shit homework. I know studying is good, maybe a little fun. However, everything has to be done in moderation right. The bright side to it is that we get to slack earlier than the people in other schools. I don't remember studying so much in my entire life. Nowadays, I'm like a completely different person. I start to study. This is because my class is full of nerds, if I don't keep up, I'd die. There's one good side about my class though. They don't seem to compare grades at all. This is good because I never like these kind of external pressure. I always feel that self-motivation is the best. When they don't compare with me, I'd feel happier. Maybe that's because I always get damn low for everything.
So I mugged throughout last week. Now there are still 3 papers left but I'm already slacking. Fuck it, I have to get down to work tomorrow. Summon my immense motivation back. Haha. After that, I'd do my undone tasks. Like going down to town to waste time. Go out and gossip with those people(you know who you are =D).
I hope I do well for my mid-years. I'd be happy to get an L1R5 of 15! Then I'd reward myself with a Crumpler or a Levi's, haha. Or maybe that's just an excuse for my uncontrollable spending urge. .

Baller IDs

2005-04-30T08:41:00.000+08:00

What's up! I've been staying up late to study these few days. I'm going to break down and get headaches and sore throats, perhaps. Today's English comprehension was such a killer. They gave us never-seen-before weird words for vocabulary. I think I'm going to flunk the vocab part. Hopefully I can do very well for the summary. I got the grasp of doing a proper summary already. Enlightened myself yesterday!

The Nike Baller IDs are doing very well! We ordered 100 from overseas. In these three days, Alvin and I have sold about 50 of them. Keep it up, buyers! Haha. We provided quite good services. Allowed the people to change the colors they didn't like, and offered discounts for bulk buyers. Also acquired a runner by the name of Zhihan. Heh. Come and support us by buying, if you havent. Buy one more, if you have bought just 1! New and more exciting ideas coming up soon. Don't miss the action!

A Day Out

2005-04-28T09:07:00.000+08:00

Yesterday after mid-years, I went to eat with Celestin, Jiamin, Levon and Adeline. It's like so weird but they asked me to go and I did. Seldom go out with a bunch of girls, the last time was like December. So yeah, it feels so awkward. On the other hand, I get to hear so many gossips. Now I know who's who's boyfriend, who has painted toenails and who has a crush on who.
We saw --- and --- walking in front of us. I think the girls have a grudge against them and so they purposely badmouthed about them very loudly. They were saying how ugly --- was and how they kissed(with a funny expression which I cannot imitate). I bet they heard us but they seemed calm and composed.
We were supposed to wait for Jiaying at the seats there but she didn't come and we were getting impatient. She didn't have her cellphone with her and we thought of a cool idea. Levon took out a piece of paper and wrote 'Jiaying, KBOX' and signed off as 'Lev'. Then we went outside JEC and tore two small holes on the paper. Then we fit the holes into Ronald McDonald's thumb and the pinkie. It was the manequinn, of course. When we saw jiaying approaching, we dashed off to KBOX immediately. Haha. We were slow and she saw us, so half of the fun was gone.
We wanted to play this game and there were 'people' there. Two of them were from my CCA. The tyrants(no names!). They hogged on the game for such a long time, maybe on purpose, and so we stood around and watch people ice-skate. One of them was so noob and they kept laughing at him, very loudly. I think he heard them. This is the problem with going out with girls, they make me feel embarassed. Haha. After that we got tired of waiting and just left.
To conclude, you shouldn't go out with girls. Unless you have other male company to keep yourself sane. Or you have nothing to do at home(my reason).

Fucked Up System

2005-04-26T10:10:00.000+08:00

Screwed Officers!

My parents went to Malaysia on Saturday. They had this spare side mirror in their boot. When they passed the Malaysia custom, this officer stopped them. He demanded R$200 because according to him, they were going to 'sell the spare part'. From the look of it, it's plain corruption. His fucked up unfounded accusations summed it up. My father negotiated the amount and in the end they only had to part with R$50 for their contributions to the corrupted system in Malaysia.

I figured that the country has instilled poor moral values to their people over these years. I wonder what these people go to school for, help to eat the expired food in the school canteen because God told them not to waste food? In fact, they're already wasting food. What good have the become after eating so much and seeing so much. At the end of the day, they learn nothing. Hopefully someone can knock some sense into them and tell them this isn't the way going about it. Corruption can only make a country go back to the olden unorderly times instead of heading forward as a world. I truly wish that Malaysia would not be a black sheep among countries which are really keen on making the world a fairer place. And please, provide your citizens with proper food to let them think properly. Right now, go and find ten publishers to come up with a book 'End Corruption in Malaysia'. I'm pissed at their greed and their screwed up morals.

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THANK YOU LEVON!

I got a pleasant surprise at school today. Levon gave me a pair of ear studs. It's simple and cool. I like it very much, but I love you more! Haha. x)

Prank

2005-04-22T08:38:00.000+08:00

Ghost sightings in the west area in Singapore? Not so. It was only a prank that I played last night at around 9pm. This trick is easy to play, and certainly very thrilling. You'll only need a powerful torch with a pair of strong AA batteries (preferbally Energizer). The other brands of batteries that I used are not as good as Energizer. With this tool, you're geared up and ready to go.
I live on the 7th storey and my torch was powerful enough to shine at the ground floor. First, I pulled down the curtains and opened the windows. Then I turned on the torch to try it out. I waited patiently for someone to pass by the stretch of road. Not long after, one unspspecting person walked by. Immediately, I turned on the torch and shined at him. He stopped in his tracks and looked up, only at the wrong direction! The person has to look around the place in order to spot my exact location. He was not that lucky and he looked 90-degrees off where I was. I also hid right behind the curtain once he tilted his head up. He walked away after that.
Next in line was a motorcycle rider. He was trying to reverse his bike into a parking lot and thus, he was looking backwards. As his gaze is fixed on the road behind him, I turned on my torch and shined at the patch of road behind him. I even drew circles with the torch and all he saw was mysterious light circling where he was looking! I bet he urinated in his pants! After he parked the car, he began to pack his helmet and windbreaker. At that time, I shined the torch at his torso. His response was also similar to the previous man- look skywards at the other direction. I almost had my heart jumped out of my mouth when he tilted his head up.
After that, I saw a white Mercedes reversing into a parking lot. I went to shine my torch and allow the rays of lights to circle around his bonnet. Imagine what he would think. He was in the car and could not look upwards to see if anyone was doing anything funny. All he can see is weird light circling his bonnet from the inside of his car. I bet that unlucky man also urinated in his pants because he thought that a ghost did that?
So after all these, the next time you see a newspaper heading 'Ghost Sightings in Neighbourhood' you do know what exactly happened, don't you?

Impulsive Thoughts

2005-04-17T14:51:00.000+08:00

There are so many things I want to buy. I shall list them all, and try to fulfil them one by one in the future. Not in any order.

1. Transparent plastic Levi's spectacles ($175++)
2. Tough wallet ($70++)
3. Diamond ear stud ($100++)
4. New school bag ($80?)
5. New table-tennis rubber ($80++)

I'll be broke. It's stupid, I only have 1 earhole but the ear studs come in pairs at SK jewellery. I need someone to buy one from me, yet I don't want to be seen having the same ear stud as others. . . Everything cost like $600++. I can't afford everything. Probably I need to get money from people. Sponsor me? Any amount will be appreciated. Haha.

Corny

2005-04-15T09:02:00.000+08:00

3G phones are scary in a way. You can make a phone call and see the person talking to you on the phone. Imagine when the person go to the toilet and you call him/her. LOL. Isn't that a funny and cool prank to play. I bet one day the makers of these 3G phones will come to their good senses and realise that their 3G invention is nothing but a whole lot of crap. Time wasting and resource consuming.

Liverpool are in the semi-finals of the Champions League! They beat Juventus on aggregrate. It really makes me wonder. With half a team of lousy players, how'd they manage to pull off such a stunning display. Applaud them, please. Next opponent is Chelsea. Hope they beat Chelsea.

More stunning discoveries. This is a story I heard. It concerns a friend's friend's friend. It's a true account of what exactly happened.
Let the boy be GIRL (name changed to avoid embarassing him).
Let the girl be BOY (name changed to cause confusion).

The conversation went like this:

GIRL: "You know which of my body part I hate most?"
BOY: "No" *shakes head*
GIRL: "It's my dick, because it's sooooo small". *uses fingers to show the size, with thumb and index approximately 3cm apart*
BOY: "Err".

It's not a surprise that he has a microdick. After all, he looks like a real girl. I'm not mentioning names. Everyone knows that I'm a good boy.

I'm behind time! Homework hardly completed, not up-to-date, etc. I live a happy life, don't you think so?

This Is Life

2005-04-14T13:18:00.000+08:00

-Cursed School Life-

Since birth I've experienced hell on Earth
Opening my eyes to a new day
Trying hard to find my way
Never wanting to get prepared
Nor gear up for the day
Longing to forget school
And sleep the day away

You see, school is so boring
It's all about repetition
Eat study homework test
That's everything that I detest
I must confess how I'd like it
If all these come to an end

What's worse than be cursed
With a lifestyle like this
At six in the morning I start my day
This is sick my interest is plunging
Turning up at school seeing the same old *fools
Same grey chairs and unchanged bin bags
All this is driving me crazy I'm becoming lazy

The things we are taught
Are words in books translated into talks
The teachers never spare a thought
The front of the classroom they always hog

Opening my mouth just to cough
I'll not be able to withstand their onslaught
They'll slough my skin if i lapse into sloth
I'll breed complacency in them when they see me bleed

Breaks are not for me to eat my cakes
Queues are so long that it kills my mood
Get in the line just to get a plate
Of cold chicken rice and plaque-constructing coke
I can only hope to gulp it all down on time

Sauntering back to class with homework undone
Always on the run when the teachers hunt
Fail to hand in my work I'm inviting rails
And when I wail no one seem to hear

School ends at three I'm finally free
Dashing to the school gate after a long wait
To the train station I head almost dropping dead
At this rate I'm checkmated

* denotes teachers, not friends.

A fun rap, but it's really saddening. True reflection of my life. Every Singaporean student experiences this. Hell on Earth, indeed!

Not Fated

2005-04-13T10:38:00.000+08:00

I'm not going to tell you who this is about. Neither am I going to deny nor confirm it even if you come up to me in school and ask me. Unless you are the 'someone'. Yep. Maybe some of you can guess, but I'll keep my mouth closed! Have fun guessing.

Mystery

Your beautiful enticing eyes
And crisp cool voice
That makes you
The nice girl that boys enjoy

Your personality poses
As a problem to my roses
Being in a good mood
Will allow my flowers live longer
Detest the day
And my roses wither away

In our school I look for you
You look away before our eyes meet
That leaves me to ponder
And I always wonder
Why you shun and run from me

I know you're engaged
But I'll never fail to gauge
How long I'll have to wait
To ask you on a date

It's not up to me
To judge the guy that he is
But you never fail to amuse me
When I muse over why you chose him

Do the cactus he give
Smell better than my roses
Or are his gags
Cornier than my jokes
To you he may seem better
But we haven't tried either

You come up to me
In between lessons
It lightens my mood
It makes my day
Eventually we turn out to be
On better terms than before

You seem not to know him
When you converse with me
You joke with me like I'm him
Making me think that
All we need is an opportunity

The way we interact
Makes it difficult for me
Never playing it right
I can't compromise

Haha. She's not going to read it anyways (if there's really that 'someone'). Lord please help me get this thing right, Amen.

Guilty People

2005-04-12T13:32:00.000+08:00

Most of us, not including the people who love studying, have some problems with coping and keeping up with the fast-paced school days. The main factor, in my opinion, is motivation. Although tests are there to keep us going, we somehow do not have the mood to study right. We always rush things through last minute, study for tests the day before, copy homeworks just as we are supposed to hand it in. Why? Why can't we do our work conscientiously, revise regularly? This would probably make everyone 6-pointer students (get 6 A1s). As for myself, I always use the computer when I come home. Only unwillingly switch it off when it's time for dinner. Through this, I waste about 3 hours doing nothing everyday. If you people have any suggestions on how to inject some nerdiness into me, kindly share your tricks with me!

Below is a poem my friend and I created. Notice the difference in writing style, it probably is a combination of our work. I must admit that it is not our best effort, but still. . .

Unmotivation

Yellow post-it notes
Piling and heaping up relentlessly
They're like flowers blooming in spring
Effervescent and buoyant

I wallow around
In my sty of laziness
Swimming around in a pool
Of my leftover homework
Unable to find the surface
I'm about to suffocate

Still daydreaming
Feeling relaxed yet bothered
Can't seem to ascend from the clouds
Yet on the verge of entering a whirlpool

There isn't any drive in me
Neither is there hunger for success
Lying down looking up into the sky
Sliently wishing God would appear
Hold my hand and walk me through my troubles

If all Man slack
If no one gives a damn about work
If the working class goes to an eternal sleep
I'd be more than just grateful

If only, if only
The creator of money was aborted
Denying him the chance of inventing currency
Every being would be living in utopia
Because after all
Money is the root of all evil

More can be said
My whinings can be elaborated
But I just can't be bothered
It's because of my... yes
My unmotivation to drag it on

Remember, teach me how to spend time efficiently, if you know how to. No CCA tomorrow, God must be feeling really generous these days. I haven't had any CCA for one week already, and am definitely not missing it.

Don't Ask

2005-04-12T08:52:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was black belt grading. I think I passed. I did the moves wrongly in front of the grader- TWICE! The horror. My mind went blank after a certain move. Got a prompt hint and I completed it. Phew!

In other news, I got a earhole (left side). For all you noobs who have asked me, "Left side is gay right?' To hell with you.

Right side is gay, get this clear. About 10 people have asked me about it. Please don't go on, it's getting annoying. I'll answer the frequent questions.

1. It is not painful, hardly comparable to getting a mild headache. It's just like falling down and getting an abrasion.

2. I got it at 77th street. 1 ear $5 dollars. Buy the earsticks yourself, 5 for 50 cents.

3. No, I'm not a delinquent nor a gay.

If there's nothing else, that's all for today.

Always Against You

2005-04-10T06:40:00.000+08:00

-Time-
In Physics we learn
Time is a scalar
It'll never retract a hectare
It's not a vector

Time is a foe
Occasionally a friend
Always when you need then
They will oppose you
More often than not
It leaves you exposed

Eccentric and uncompromising
They are really mind-boggling
Try racing against it
You'll never win

Einstein could 'turn time back'
In this theory of his
So what if he won the Nobel Prize
From the coffin, he'll never rise

Time is very dim
That makes things tormenting
Ask for more of it
It gives you none of it
Never possess any manners
Just like any heiress

Can't push excess time away
It'll haunt you time and again
Charging at you like a mindless bull
Would even make Your Highness lose his cool

Overcoming it is defeating it
Suffer no shortcomings and it'll be a feat
Heed my advice and that'll be it
Conquering it will be chicken feet

I'm always short of time. Time flies when I use the computer. Time always trickle when I'm doing my homework. Why can't things just swap? The disgusting contradiction of life. Tomorrow's taekwondo black belt grading. God bless me!

P.S. I bought Sly's new album, First Flight.

You

2005-04-08T13:34:00.000+08:00

-Loving You-

Once I set
My eyes upon you
My gaze is fixed
My eyelids twitched

Once, in a room
There was only us two
Vowing not to let this chance slip
To god I plead
'Let this girl be mine'
'She's sweet like wine'

I desire you
Just as you inspire me
When I am tired
Or dead beat
You fire me up
And laid bricks
You're the ultimate
Fundamental of my joy
The fuel to my fire
The essence of my life

Whenever I see you
My heart would skip a beat
I'd fumble with my rehersed words
And beat around the bush

Always hiding my feelings
Not knowing how to redeem
Don't know what is deemed fit
Circumstances throw me off my feet

One day I realised
I had enough of it
The silence had to be broken
My sentiments had to be shared

It only took an instance
To trigger my emotions
Once I related the notion
Our relationship blossomed

Overcoming my fear
I whispered 'my dear'
You didn't hear me
It certainly teared me
Crying for what seemed like years
'Life's unfair', I cursed the universe

God's response was sublime
I was thrown a lifeline
You started to notice me
I started to tease you
I'd always miss you
How I wish I could kiss you

Between us, it's heavenly
Always longing for each other fervently
The memories we collected
For centuries would it be accumulated

Although it's cliched
I still want to say
That I love you each day
And want to be with you everyday

Our indestructible affinity
Will last an eternity
Till the end of time
Till death do us part

My love for you
Is nothing but the truth
Our love will last
I know it won't pass
Although it's not lust
Seeing you is a must

I'm glued to you
I'm true to you
I need you
And I love you

Don't get it wrong, I have no girlfriend/ crush. I wrote this because I promise to be less angsty and more substantial. Energy-sapping, took me like one hour. Maybe I could have done it faster, if I really had a girlfriend to think of and model it against. Haha!

4$$|-|0|_3!

2005-04-08T09:57:00.000+08:00

-Monster-

There is a teacher
Whom we call 'monster'
Although she's not green
She's goddamn mean

Mon is hardly hairy
But she is very scary
There's not the physical resemblance
But more of the mental attributes

She taunts with her words
She visits me in my dreams
She haunts me in my nightmares
She seems to be everywhere

Everytime our eyes meet
Glimpses of fiery gazes would be swapped
Although never mentioned
We've hatred for each other

If you still don't see the battle between us
There's a simple analgy to make it clear
She is to me
Like what Snape is to Potter
And what Jay-Z is to Eminem
I tell you it's never good

She never fails
To resemble a whore
It may just be me
'Cos I assemble her flaws

This sums it all, nothing else to say. I'm not mentioning names, so you cant catch me. It's only my right to voice how I feel of you, ******! I'm doing this because I don't want to get into trouble.

I sound so angsty? So many people say so. I'm writing on impulse to diss you assholes who come in my way? You certainly can't agree more. I'll try to change, till then, just bear with my shit.
Okay, I promise to write things that have more depth, sound less angsty and more mature. This takes time, can't change overnight. The journey to the remaking of me starts. . . NOW!

Out Of Competition

2005-04-07T08:30:00.000+08:00

Fuck it, after training for like 6 months, we are officially denied of the opportunity to compete in the competition. The claimed that they could not send in one more team as they have reached the limit. This sucks.
The good thing is, we did not put in our best efforts, we always train half-heartedly and such. Always saying that we have commitments and leaving the training sessions early. The good thing is only the building of friendship throughout these months. Damn it. This saga would not end here, I swear. They waste our time, and it is only right that we waste their's back. Watch out you fools.
Below is a rap/ poem that i wrote. Names have been changed so as to protect the identity of these juveniles (No offense to the Mighty Lords above us).

-72.5 out of 450-

Did I mention
That First Aid Comp's nearing
But in my whole damn team
There's no one worrying
That is because
We have no passion
Hence we find no reason
To showcase our talents

The three other fools in my group
Are namely Jesus Allah Buddha
Each of them are bad at something
So when combined
We suck at everything

Leader Jesus lumbers in footdrill sessions
And fumbles with commands in quick successions
That's because they're all in Malay
What more can I say
Thus we don't respect our Number One
'Cos he's not cut out to be the One

Allah's our Number Three
He's no better than a fallen tree
All he does is fan the casualties
And wish they revive miraculously
Hopefully with the help of the deities

Buddha the Pon King does the best
Always claiming that he couldn't care less
Never turns up to train with the rest
So his skills are in a mess

As for me
The slacky Number Two
I'd rather train for my taekwondo
The grading's in April what can I do
I'd gladly give up on CCA
'Cos I can never cope with two

The four of us
Are as slack as can be
Mock comp was nearing
The future seemed gloomy
We were shivering
Because Doomsday was looming

The big day finally came
But Buddha was nowhere to be seen
We were put to shame
And were deprived of any fame

We took the test
And it was a no contest
We got 72.5
Out of 450
The Elites laughed
And the teachers barfed

We didn't train
Hoping it would rain
God give me a fucking clue
Why our prayers didnt come true

Screwed Up But True

2005-04-06T14:13:00.000+08:00

Today, let us talk about academic success and failure. Personally, I think that there is really a very fine line between the two scenarios. What separates the people from the Gifted Education Programme (GEP) and the Normal Technical (NT) stream, you ask. Well, I think that the only major difference is that the people in GEP care about what they are studying, and somehow finds interest in studying. The people in the NT stream basically just hate studying, or you could say, they have not found the joy in studying.
In school, the people who get high marks are the ones who ask questions because they are interested, not because they have nothing better to do. Probably the people in NT stream are indulging in activities such as roller-skating and arcades while the people in GEP are curious of the history of Singapore and how certain Physics phenomenon occur. They just did not get the right start, the positive influence to start loving to study. Because of this, they lose out by a lot in what seem to be a very short period of time.The people in GEP probably found their interest in studying when they were in lower primary or even kindergarten. Thus, they had a head start over those who have not been bothering about studies. Once these smart kids get a good start, they never look back. They continue to find joy in Math and Science, feel a sense of pride after completing their homework, feel joyous when the get top exam grades. These are the things that kept them going and also the factors that brought them thus far.On the other hand, the people who are less knowledgeable do not really think it is fun studying. It is probably they have not achieved good grades, have not tried completing their homework. This may be the reason that they have no interest in studying. They have not tried and persevered to truly experience the joys of learning new things each day.From this, the people from different academic streams progress for years and years. Each day, the GEP people learn new things; the NT stream people repeat old routines. The vast knowledge that the GEP students accumulate throughout the years is what truly set them apart from the others.With this, I conclude that it is not that difficult to be smart; it is just the breakthrough. Once the elation and the satisfaction of acquiring new knowledge are present in daily lives, everyone should be as smart as each other.It is not that the people in the NT stream have no future. It is just that they will have to work extra hard to find joy in learning. Next, they will have to catch up on what they had missed out in the past few years of slacking.Now, go pick up a Biology book, a History book, or something . . .

You.

2005-04-05T14:13:00.000+08:00

-Missing-

Was bad at first
But I've come to terms
What's done is done
What's gone is gone

I've learned to adopt
A better outlook on life
The dark days are over
The future is bright

One should cherish
Before the chance perish
Don't look back
And brood over the past
'Cos before you know it
You'll break your neck

Run straight ahead
At a breakneck speed
Scour high and low
From a bird's eye view
Because the right opportunity
Might be right before you

Catch it now rather than
Choose to lick your wounds
For all these chances
Would not forever be around

Enough said, time to reflect
I still feel sad
I haven't forget
I know sometimes
I tend to neglect
Up till now
There's still a little regret

If you still
Want a shot at it
Fair enough
I'm up for it

Please give your best
There's no next next time
Hope it'll work out
Or it'll be the next lifetime

Hey dude. I kinda like this. With regards to the audience, go figure it out yourself. If it's not you, then take this entry with a pinch of salt.
Goodnight, test coming up tomorrow.

Relationships With People.

2005-04-04T03:57:00.001+08:00

Have you ever wonder, why some people have so many friends while some remain alone wherever they go? Well, this has got to do with their ways of handling people around them. Those people who have many friends normally know what to say to their friends. For example, when they dont like something or object to an idea, they would say, 'I don't think this is going to work out, why don't we try it in some other way?'
From another person's point of view, they would accept that suggestion. At the same time, they do not feel offended and would even respect the person.
However, some people do not know how to twist their way of speaking. They just blabber their feelings, without much thought. Although it would definitely be a more honest opinion, it might hurt others' feelings. To state an example: Maybe they don't like a person's way of doing things, they would proclaim rudely, 'That sucks!'
Although the words give the listener the entire idea of what people think of his work, it would no doubt be very annoying and hurtful. Imagine spending like one hour drawing a picture, and when you show it to the others, they just go, 'That sucks!'
This is indeed what people hate the most. Probably after he completes the next piece of his work, he wouldn't want to even let you get near enough to smell the crayons that he used on the drawing. This is how bad the situation would be, if you cannot deal with it properly.
Hence, some have friends while some don't.
However, there is one downside to having many friends. If you can make friend with a person, that probably means other people can also make friends with him easily. This sometimes means trouble. I would very much like to stress that this example that I am going to state does not happen all the time.
If a person has like 1000 friends, it probably means that he treats his friendships lightly. In some cases, he can even betray you without even bothering about the consequences. After all, he still has 999 friends. What is one lost friend to him. He wouldn't even feel any pain. Thus, you could say that these people are fake friends. Because to them, your existence is unrequired. So the next time you befriend a person, think carefully.
I am not here to discourage friendships and such, but then, some people are really not going to be your true friend. They might just befriend you because they can gain something out of it. Last but not least, be careful of the way you speak, or you'd end up with no friends.
A poem to end this entry:

WORDS

Words are like Tsars
Powerful and merciless
Being inappropriate and rude
Would make you be loathed
Not step out of line
And you'll be fine

Friendship with peers
Depends on relationship with words
If you befriend the right words
They'll come out of your mouth
As and when you summon them
This is good in a way
Because your popularity would shoot
Right up to infinite

But beware, there's a risk
Not all words are up to task
Mix with the wrong kind
And it'll be the end
Of your rapport with mankind
Everyone would shun you
And the ugly words would forever haunt you

Open your eyes wide
Because bad company aren't in the hide
Never judge a book by its cover
Even when they hover before you
That's the advice I give you
Because spouting a wrong word
Can cost you the world

Thank you for your time. With this, I wish you a happy Sunday.

Terrible day.

2005-04-02T15:18:00.000+08:00

Our Math teacher left us. Don't read too much into it, he's just resigned. He had certainly been a very entertaining and witty teacher. It's really sad that he has to leave us. He wouldn't cite the reasons, and I respect him for that. However, I've managed to link up his behaviours and his words together. Somehow, I feel that there's a problem with the people around him. He has been rather strange recently too. During one of his last lessons, he started asking us, 'What do you think will happen to us when we die?'
He has no answer to it either, of course. He has health problems, he's mentioned. No one knows for sure how much his health problems had a part to play in his resignition. He told us that he had three dreams: to be a policeman, a teacher and a banker. Up till now, he has fulfilled two of them, thus I think that he's on his way to realising his last dream. To him, money isn't that important anymore. He said that he's contented with having a daughter, a family, a house and a car!
Well, today was his last day. We tried our best to make it a very memorable one for him. Before he came in, we cut out the words 'Presenting the World's Best Teacher' and put it on the OHP. We turned off the lights, played the song 'Graduation (Friends Forever) and waited for his arrival. I couldn't bring myself to greet him or I would choke and cry- probably. He had tears welled up in his eyes. I could see it, indeed it was like a knife piercing through my heart. I felt that God has taken away an important figure in my life.
We continued with lessons but after teaching. We were back at it. He turned off the lights so that 'you wont see me cry'. He started saying that his first encounter with us was when we were playing the inter-class soccer games. He said that we'd continue to do well in our lives and wished us happiness.
We were afraid that we could not see him ever again, but he comforted us and said that 'Singapore is a small place'. However, we could visit him in the future. Thank God.
In the late afternoon, I was having my CCA when I saw him carrying this big box. It probably contained all his things that he had cleared from his desk. I could only muster a 'Bye, Mr Choo!'
Am regretting that I didn't thought of offering my help. He was alone. No company, no last farewells. Was probably the last to have talked with him before he drove off solemnly in his Alfa Romeo. From the outside, he's a quiet figure, but on the inside, I'm sure that he was very emotional. As I watched his car being driven off, I was wondering, 'Mr Choo, when can we ever meet again?'

The Sad Past

2005-03-30T14:15:00.000+08:00

Firstly, I would like to thank Yiying for doing up my blog! Well, you all may think that it's plain and YOU could do a better job. But to me, it's the thought and effort that counts. What's those bragging about your superior-to-hers HTML skills if you dont even get down to work. So yeah, I like the set-up and the song. Thank you! =D

Next. You all can write your own raps and if you want me to post it up, just come to me. I'd definitly acknowledge your work and maybe edit it to sound better (if I can!). This will eventually be some sort of featuring star guest thing. And yes, it sounds like a great idea to me.

Back to raps. In Secondary One, I was an immature little kid. I liked to behave rudely, give people problems and such. Because of this, I landed myself into hot soup. I ACCIDENTALLY broke the fire alarm. You may ask, why accidentally? Well, I certainly did not have the intention to break it and make the entire school panic. Come to think of it, who would?
But well, the authorities did not accept my explanation and dealt me with a demerit point. I think this incident brought me out of my dreams. Maybe it is a blessing in disguise because I learned to become a better person altogether (people told me so!). Looking back, I can still vividly remember what exactly happened. Thus, I penned this rap to the best of my ability.

-Alarming-

August twenty-six
Two thousand and three
A young boy me
Naive as can be

To the school I head
Feeling very dead
Rebellious and bold
I diss the old
They ask me to greet
I let them smell my feet

It was their turn to go
The Sec 3s turn to rule
Just like tyrants
They control the rest
Although not the best
No one dares protest

Feeling very angsty
I turn against the world
When they were practising dancing
I strolled around prancing

Walking up to the fire alarm
Like I'm his closest pal
We mingled a little
And it dared me to stroke
Although I did not poke
To my disgust it broke

At once it rung
And I was like stung
Indeed I was stunned
Like a betrayed pal

I never ever thought
Even glass disliked me
Why must it break
Till now I always ponder

Although a foolish act
I don't think I'll regret
Because if the glass was hard
My attitude would still be fart
I would not have learned
It's a lesson I deserved

This very incident
Would forever be etched
On my memories
Till the very day
That I rest in peace

I'll never forget
How they treated me
The way they accused me
Seems like it was intentional
'What's the rationale', I asked
They said it was personal

'To hell with them'
Was what I thought
Though I dared not say
But how I pray
That they would hear
And die away

Yeah, that's about it. You can praise me or criticise me on the way I write. Suggestions are welcomed too. Or maybe suggest some topics that I should write about.

Bootlickers be Recognised

2005-03-27T08:00:00.000+08:00

-Bootlickers-

Boots to them
Are like rats to cats
It's the air they breathe
It's the staples they need

Their spirits lift
When their boots behave
Their spirits dampen
When they dont oblige

Always among them
They would try
Their very very best
To outshine each other

Countless courses they attend
To brush up on their skills
Are like concerts angsty kids attend
To worship Eminem

Some call them Dr. Shoe
While others say Boots Guru
But it all means
That they are screwed

To sum up what it means
There are only
A few words to describe
Shiny shoes, good shoe day
Misty boots, miserable moods
Sadly that's
The life they live

Sometimes in life, you are bound to see people who would stoop so low. They would go out of their means to make people happy. In the process, their dignity is sacrificed. To them it means being over-enthusiastic but to me, it's bootlicking. Sadly, it is one of the better ways of surviving in this fast-paced society. But for me? I'd rather struggle and suffer than lose my pride as a proper human being who leads his own life, rather be led on by people's life.

There is a complimentary rap to follow up with my first one. The people who gave me the thoughts of writing this are the 'over-enthusiastic' bunch of 'winners' in my CCA. I thank them for being the inspirational figures who aided me to come up with this. Here goes.

-With All Due Respect-

Oh mighty elites
Please own me
Please suffocate me with your First Aid notes

Wrongfoot me with your pro drill skills
Amaze me absolutely with your First Aid antics
Deafen me with your reverberating voices
Blind me with your shiny boots

To add some salt to my wounds
Make me enjoy your heavenly Kiwi stench
Till then I'll walk past you with a manly strut

It certainly amazes me. These people can polish their boots until they shine like mirrors reflecting light. They can even memorise the entire First Aid Manual. I think their hobby is reciting the contents to one another. I don't know. . .

First Thing First

2005-03-26T15:18:00.000+08:00

I know you'd surely ask
What's my blog name mean
But when I do explain
Please do not complain
It just means 'lonely rapper'in French
Don't ask me how I thought of it
But since it's there please bear with it

Well. I've finally mustered the courage to start a blog so that I can post my future raps. Don't come telling me that they sound like rhymes or poems. I prefer to call them raps.
No self-introductions because I believe that the people who come here certainly know me.

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