Democracy, and Conformity

ahha! i found neverland. its on 17 april, i think. the wonders of the ctrl+F function and a simple word "neverland". n persistance. k.

big deal.

p.s. if u find the above statement really nonsensical, please refer to previous post. if u could make sense of it, please consult ur english/gp tutors as neverland is often regarded as a place and hence cannot be falling on a time. space and time are not one and the same. "my birthday falls on suntec city" is not an appropriate sentence.

yes.

okay now i jus got to rambling utter nonsense.

yesterday i broke my person record - i studied for 6 hours. not straight of course. that would be madness. i was intermittently interrupted by first a seriously intellectual discussion regarding lost orbitals n ligand exchange blah blah blah in chemistry by roshni n chitra. and then subsequently by blatantly mindless chatter n crap from the former's boyfriend n the spas who is dr de.

dr de has a god-given ability to be brutally honest yet i still feel like laughing. maybe its jus me.

they do tell me i have a pleasant disposition. true? decide.

i was going to say "hurhur" but constructive critiscism in todays democratic world makes me refrain from it. power of democracy. but i dont go actively looking for constructive critiscism bcos an overly democratic state cant progress, can it. laissez faire...

perhaps.

again i make it clear this blog entry bears all the views of the author n solely the author of the blog entry n hence the author and blogger are both not directly responsible for any view propogated against any party.

anw moving back to the issue at hand,

although i managed to study 6 hrs yesterday (albeit distractions) and hence i didnt blog yesterday...
today, i managed a total of 1 hour(s). please i put the parenthesis around "s" because i am hoping against hope that perhaps that number preceding "hour" will change by the end of today. hoping against hope is quite fun. trust me..

and tada i'm blogging today. hurh- sorry. see? i listen to the people.

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its quite weird to watch people reading ur blog. like watching sum1 reading ur diary. makes u all squirmish inside, perhaps. yet one has no qualms publishing the "diary/blog" over the whole wide world web...

n i still dont get people avidly claiming on their blogs "this is not a blog, mind u". i mean.. i DOES say xxx.blogspot.com right? see clearly. BLOG-SPOT. buh.. n then perhaps there will exist "thisisnotablog.blogspot.com" wait i check first..

yes it does exist. n tt really isnt a blog. hats off.

buh..

technically if it hadnt existed, i wld hv taken it. its quite a unique name.. oh but then.. i already hv a blog, n i've already moved site once, for those who rmb ancient times. btw, http://bakteesud.blogspot.com still exists, amazingly.

Testament of a time when i was Very Crazy in thai..

now i'm just verycrazy in english. or a sudden inspiration by wavelengths of less than 400nanometers... actually this blog title is 400nanometers, mind you.. jus that when i changed the template i changed the title from the thingie.. erf... okay..

Anw i think pple believe blog=online diary. n then guys who jus refuse to be sissy and consider having a blog/diary to be sissy refute the claim that they have a blog, even though some agree to post on xxx.blogspot.com.

to those not mathematically inclined, x refers to a random variable. it can take any value.

anw this is not an online diary. its jus a means of crapping n sharing crap with the rest of the world who bothers to read crap.

or it also could be that those who deny the existence of their blog are just in denial of their compromise with conformity. if everyone were to deny conformity, to divert from the crowd WOULD be ultimately to embrace conformity. this paradox bears wicked similarity to the "you're unique, just like everyone else" paradox. so whichever way u go, to embrace to reject conformity, ur ultimately jus following the crowd. bah.. why bother..

okay.

cheers. n peace~

The Verbal Diarrhoea Epidemic

I finally found my crumpled post-exam timetable yesterday bcos i thought all of the extra-lessons i was involved in finished yesterday. but to my horror i relised that all the extra lessons i am involved in are next week. oh horror oh agony..

oh well, so ignorance is bliss.. n i tried to refer to my archives abt my neverland post.. but i cant find it -- its buried too deep under rubble of ancient ruins.. geez..

anw, wid reference to that is bcos i relised that we all is growing up n soon we can be jailed! Oh NO!! which means we hv to watch what we do, n worse still we have to watch out for getting framed! omg.omg.. i'm paranoid. n we hv to watch abt implosive tempers.. esp me. sumhow i hv this ningling hear that sumday i'd jus lose my cool n explode n do smthg reli atrocious..

haii.. jus hope tt nvr happens lah..

or mb not. hmm.. hehe..

~.~

ah well.. anw i keep getting these images of me causing grievous hurt to the onli person i've ever despised atrociously whose name i cannot mention here bcos i cant risk anything that wld get me in trouble - especially seeing as i turn 18 eventually.. i hv to sleep it out of my memory n jus live n let live, bcos i came to a sudden realisation. there will always be folks who hate ur guts merely by the sight of it. we jus hv to get used to it.. n not contribute to that number.

anw i think i hv to be less childish lah.. cos eventually we'll all grow older n die.. might as well get prepared for getting old.. so i better start doing my work more seriously bah bah bah..

golly n then go off to ns for two more years where i hope i wont meet too atrocious characters, pardon the language..

and i relise that i've written soo many realy really long sentences in this post that i hope that none of my miniscule count of readers wld choke on the meaning. like that sentence, hurhur..

~.~

n i've been meaning to change this blogskin. should i? shld i? i was messing with photoshop jus now n got some reli reli interesting results.. here's one.. reli reli simple effect that has this sorta satin-look.

i think its quite cool, n its jus a purple background... similar to that of this blog with black (yes this blog is purple).. n then my finger jus went all runny all over the mouse-pad-thingie which i still dont noe what its called.. u noe, the little pad thing on a laptop that acts as a mouse? anyone of ye wise readers noe what its called? oh. is it a touchpad? whatever~

N then i had more fun with it after the intial 5-minute-satin-work above i decided to play arnd more.. n tadaa~!

Same starting thing. Different movements of the hand.

Then i was abt to do more rubbish when deb's friends came for a visit. n they promptly ejected us two guys out from the two computers. i shall yet hv my revenge. n i shall use my sudden fetish with photoshop to cheer ye readers/blogsurfers up with a new blog design. hurhur.. thinking of a massive refurbishment. smthg like the crap that the vj website has undergone. crap here is not used in a derogatory sense, its jus a figure of speech.

sumhow i'm beginning to consider vj my old school. yet the irony lies in the fact that i still consider anderson my school. wicked.. guess its bcos two years is half the time of four years. n i guess its short. not too short. just enough.

think i'm in such a blabbery mood bcos i hvnt talked properly to anyone in erm.. in erm.. quite a few days. oh wait. its jus one day. still, one day of non-human interaction tends to do this to u.. buh..

okay i think its quite late now, even x-men evolution finished, so my purpose for staying up has vanished. one of them. bobbie's gone to bed so.. there! all my purpose to stay up has instantaneously vanished. though i think i can go on, n on, n crap on.. but i think none of u wld read this blog properly... haha..

such a turn off.

haha

cheers~ n peace.

The School That Watched Me Grow (for 2yrs)

Pool analogy is getting useful. i shant think abt NS so quickly... imagine the dire consequences of going into the exams with NS on your mind...

Question: What is 2x2?
Answer: 4. Sir!

So moral of the story, unless u want to screw up A levels, don bother abt army right now. well i guess technically since ur answer is there, there aint no fault in it.. hurhur.. examiners wld be like.. hur?

And i've got so much to do that i dont noe where to start. so i'm starting by coming online. hehe.. n then i'll do all my stupid work.. yadayadayada..

anw, my lack of anything to blog is prob due to the fact that theres no interesting happenings.. or a severe lack of it..

but it still feels quite cool to be finally out of school n able to blog at this ungodly hour.. haha..

BUT i will miss vj.. my class, n my friends.. n the school in general..

the victoriandersonians; jz,simsy,peijoo,kelvin,shimin.. n the yr ones..

quite proud we managed to keep the victoriandersonian spirit alive for 2 years!!... we, though small, outlasted the tkgs-vjcians, n the massive cohort of the dunmanhigh-vjcians..

the class; cant name. too many..

we pulled thru.. n now we hv one final lap to go.. we are better than 3/3. we hv yth. and i think even though i'm not so close to u guys, i still feel part of the class.. n i appreciate that. we hv to go on one final class outing before we part our ways.. n as mr kan says, keep in contact. i noe onli a select few wld be seeing this blog. n i noe who thou art.. haha.. possibly the closest thing to a clique in the class.. i think the pool clan. haha.. thx.. n hope to keep in contact!

the badminton guys; chinseng,kendrick,jingren,matthew n the yr1s i.e. terry,junjie,michael,weiyang n chunhan.

Quite sad that these two years were barren years, but it was fun working together lah. i'm seriously doubting any1 of u will be reading this.. so.. hmm.. anw, year ones, terry, jia you.. next year confirm bring back top four placing!

the lecture; gobs,ushnish,christhong + fana,karthik(last year) + all the wannabe indians out there i.e. krishnan/kesmond, ashish/alvin, viknesh/victor...

i think, with all the prcs n wannabe prcs out there (i.e. most dunman high, no offense) we livened up mrfoo's lessons considerably. i think i'd be falling desperately to sleep n hence failing exams had it not been for continual bird hoots etc from the minority report, as i jus love to call it..

and finally; the 55-gang. too many to mention again..

sorry guys that i've defected to 76 recently, due to a no. of reasons, which i shant mention here.. haha.. but still, the 55 journey is so long. n esp in the first half of the first year, when there was always sum1 to take the bus all the way home.. (jen n jz, normally) haha.. but then the others i.e. alvin n desmond.. not often we find pple who are willing to start up a conversation with a complete stranger, albeit from the same school.. yeah.. more of u guys wld make singapore prolly a more vibrant place to live in..

and there's the credits for VJC.. memories tt i'm trying to dig out, even though some part of me jus blotted it away for fear of tearing on farewell assembly (which i didnt!). i'll find them yet.

thanks vjc for giving me these memories, my friends for creating them, n of course God, who sumhow got me to come to VJC even though RJ was like.. 10 mins from my house.. hurhur..

nil sine labore~

cheers~ n peace.

The Pool Analogy

Its cruel.

Just as i finish farewell assembly, n realise that YAY! my schooling days are over... i HAVE to get that dreaded reminder that says "well, ur schooling days are over. now..."

yes. NS. i got enlistment letter today.. i dont hv energy currently to put forth a cheerful face abt it, nor think abt the great benefits of NS. i noe its very good, in many ways. but still, the feeling of "freedom" or rather pseudo-freedom vanished before it had the chance to manifest itself appropriately.

hai.. so.. in case whoever is wondering, its in early jan.

but yeah, there is this part of me thats reli excited for it. n then theres the other part thats trying to think of loopholes for it.

excited for the prospect of loopholes?? riight..

Anw, ChrisChua made a great (unintentional) philosophy, n let me share it.

life is like a pool game. there are times when u are in control of it, and then there are times that u arent in control of it.. but crucially, when ur not in control of it, its always better not to think abt it - added stress. in the pool-analogy, when ur opponent is at the table, dont bother thinking of what he's doing. jus relax.

But when u ARE in control, take ur chances, make it count. and thats how u win the game of pool/life.

speaking of pool - i jus went to play jus now, n yeah.. didnt reli lose touch, but not as though i'm overly thrilled of playing again. but it was quite fun seeing its the last time we go play pool after school's end.

N schools end. its inevitable, n welcome to a certain extent. Welcome in the sense that no more school-induced stress n pressure, dreaded in the way of loss of friends and fun.

yet, without loss, gain has no meaning. so with this loss, we learn to treasure what we have, no matter from which era - sec sch, pri sch, jc...

n then we move on to the next era where we'll meet new faces whom we befriend, n some familiar faces too. NS characters wld be much more diverse, n diversity implies richness.

But i wont forget the place(s) i come from

N i wont forget all the ones that i've loved...

Breakaway (KellyClarkson)

Cheers~ n peace..

The Cool Organ

I actually played on the main-church organ today!!! woohooo in front of say.. hundreds of pple.. scary... but quite cool, i hope i get an opportunity to play again n hopefully next time my leg wont shake on the expression pedal like it always does.. geez... its hard enough to try to play n follow the cantor without hearing excessive percussion from the rattling expression pedal that resonates upon receiving driving frequency from the leg..

and yes, no typo there - the organist does hv to follow the cantor, not the other way round.. added stress for the organist, but needless to say, thankfully there exists a conductor to help smoothen things out, attempting to direct both.

But it was wicked cool... haha..

okay i think there's still plenty of work to be done - chem mainly. n i guess maths c to an extent too.. so toodles.. n avatar rockx..

cheers~ n peace.

n i hv this feeling that gneake will interpret the title of this post with a pervetic inclination again. it's bait. hurhur.. wait'n'see.. hehe =)

Bed-Wedding

Ahh.. what bliss.

I had such a sleepy day today. slept in. slept long. just kept sleeping. n yes, in between all those sleeping i managed to salvage some work.

But then, the soporific feeling caused by studying is so overwhelming that i couldnt get much work done. everytime i sit down to do work, i suddenly get drowsy n head for my bed. no wonder they invent a bed-less domain for students, i.e. school. its to torture us cos no matter how tired we feel, we still dont hv a bed to rest our weary bodies upon. geez... mean..

anw, i finally made a dramatic diversion from my increasingly dulling lifestyle. i celebrated a birthday. anw i shant publicise whose bdae cos it might induce unwanted jacking. hurhur.. or cake smashing (which is such a worthy waste of fine cake)...

brings a new point. which is worse? jacking or cake smashing? hmmm.. ponder it.

but twas fun cos we played one game.. i lazy to describe. go rais's blog. got description there. hurhur.. but instead of touching the nose, we drank water. problems there:

1. we were eating peanuts which were thirst-inducing, so we'd jus drink any time. for eg.
   A says "i hv nvr kissed B's girlfriend" and say B has to drink bcos B has kissed B's girlfriend.
   but say i'm thirsty at that time and take a drink... i'll leave the rest to your imagination.. hehe..
2. my bladder was at bursting point. geez.. the whole 55 bus ride was like so uncomfortable.. n i was so worried n thinking of what wld happen if i happened to lose control of my bladder. not pleasant...

But it was fun, though perhaps it might hv been better to play wid girls too? haha.. we'd definitely be getting more juicy details. ngehngeh..

but ultimately, i think i got hungover on the water, if tts ever possible. haha.. unless sumbody spiked the drink. hurhur.. which wld, of course, explain our addiction to it. hehe.. in any case, the point was i couldnt wake up this morning. plus the rain was making my bed even more seductive. the soft pitterpatter of the rain drops carressing the roof.. easy not to wake up from that.

plus i was dead tired. for some reason. n omg, i hv so much chem to do left.. i onli finished biochem n inorganic chem, but hey.. i finished smthg right? haha.. n oh, i got back GP yesterday. got B3. wicked cool, cos i nvr gotten B3 before!!! yippeeee!! hahaha...

why is it always the case that when i get B for GP, i must screw up one A level subject? hmmm.. weird.. hope i can get good score for actual A level. but wont come without much effort in. it seems a long time, n golly geez.. i hope i dont get my call-up any time soon. NS is reli currently the furthest away of my worries, n i wish it to remain that way. (there's no offence here to the singapore gov't, in any way...).. now must be careful of wat pple interpret on blogs.. my my..

n i'm feeling in such a yakky mood.. i think i'm gg to pick of my phone n start calling pple.. hehe.. or perhaps studying? haha..

anw, i watched triple nine today again. its great to watch TV programmes from eons ago when mark richmond was still in the entertainment industry, let alone an actor. but triple nine is quite cool.. though, of course, some might argue that it might pale in comparison to CSI or Alias.. i think its quite funny/cute. especially mark richmond's character..

oh well.. i'd be off now, study chem plus what else.. hehe.. toodles

cheers~ n peace.

All Four Back

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i jus looked back n saw me hoping for four A's. too bad. it aint coming. got one C liao.. but well.. i reli shld stop complaining for my laziness to study chem... buhhh..

but my other marks all came in four the four subs. n yay! i got A for FM!!! yay!!! and its a continually increasing curve of marks!! yayness!.. lets apply linear regression n predict wat grade i'll get for f-maths a'level? haha.. riiight..

but chem. tts a reli sharp drop. really really sharp drop. oh well. shuddup ben.

n i'm so freaking tired. eyes drrooping in school and all.. yawnnn.. this is wad happens when u torture urself by doing chem over n over again. hehe.. lets finish it as soon as possible?.. haha..

n my life has taken a sudden turn towards boringness. its jus boring - onli lessons. n studying to think abt. haii..

boreedd... n too tired to study.. arf.. n there's rumours abt moderation for chem. if that'll do any good. lets hope, shall we? hurhur.. but not keep our hopes too high..

-MAFMPHCH-

cheers. yawn.

Post One-Oh-One

i think post 100 was soo lame. so here's post 101. hurhur..

Anw, we got back marks. yes. in short, they were okay as a whole. bcos physics was quite good. =D; maths was all right; chem was shitty. really shitty. i got C-D.. we dont know yet, cos one last qn to mark. so right now, its hovering at D. but if i pass the last question, i scrape a C. but still.. its not an A. (yeah, i noe u all are going "damn him").. but still.. its quite low, i think. but then, ultimately, thinking back, i think i deserve it. okay.

I wont disclose any of my marks here. hehe...

Anw, its already the final lap, n i'm losing steam. we hv to study but i jus cant muster enough energy to do so. the P-word, Procastination is the name of the game. hai.. plus i hv no energy to even blog nicely. sorrie.

well except for one thing which i jus rmbed cos i jus wanted to type smthg that i realised i shld censor. hmph.. i noe pple think its quite dumb that blogs are "monitored" n students can get suspended for saying the wrong things, and tt they say tt its an infringement of privacy yada-yada-yada..

I'm sure Singaporeans understand that their actions affect others. A responsible society doesnt need monitoring. i'm sure a little harmless badmouthing of teachers shld be allowed as its an expression of the students emotions. i'm sure teachers dont go looking for hate msgs by typing in their name into a search engine and searching for all websites. that would be dumb, and just a form of self torture.

And i'm sure other pple do have the common sense not to tell teachers that there is reli awful stuff abt them. ignorance is bliss, any idiot noes that. but still, i dont condone reli horrible stuff. which, from what i hear can be reli bad n horridly mean. oh wells.. there are always bad elements in any society. we just cant eliminate that.

or so it seems.

so to any1 i offended, i apologise..

oh well.. A levels coming soon.. boring entry. buh.

cheers~ n goodluck...

Milestones

This is a milestone post. it is my 100th post on this blog. haha.. *pops champagne*?...

?

okay fine.

today is the last day that us VJC JC2s hv of happiness. or as i mentioned in previous entries, pseudo happiness. tmr we get back our results. hai.. or well. i dont reli noe, cos i hv onli one lecture tmr. but mb they'll give back during the tutorial sessions. oh well. scared to see the marks lah. especially chem. haii.. oh well.. toodles. i'm gg to drown myself in panic again.

hurhur

cheers~ n peace. n good luck pple.

The Preliminary Conspiracy

Its all a conspiracy. its not because our exams of the impending A levels that our exams are placed so early. its bcos they dont want us to play the fool after the exams. mean, i tell u. let me explain.

The park is empty. no one goes there to play soccer. hai.. bcos of THEIR exams. let me elaborate further. nobody wants to play badminton. (well except for some j2s..). haii.. so i'm stuck at home playing antisocial computer games. though i hv this nagging feeling tt i shld be mugging chem. but lazy. n i need to go to sch n give mr kan smthg. but soo far away. i could ask sum1 to do it for me.. wonders of technology. haha.. see first. haha..

~.~

I suddenly thought of smthg jus now. lots of pple talk abt adopting children when they grow up. well, all in the good nature of it, but it suddenly brought up a memory of a song... i'm not sure by whom, but its an oldie...

As I was slowly passing an orphan's home one day,

I thought I'd stop a little while just to watch the children play

Alone, a boy was standing, and when I asked him why,

He turned with eyes that could not see,

And he began to cry.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

People come for children, and take them for their own.

But they all seem to pass me, and I'm left here all alone.

I know they'd like to take me, but when they see I'm blind,

They always take some other child, and I am left behind.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

No mommy's arms to hold me, Or soothe me when I cry.

Sometimes it gets so lonely, I wish that I could die.

I'll walk the streets of heaven, Where all the blind can see.

And just like all the other kids, There'd be a home for me.

I'm nobody's child, I'm nobody's child.

Just like a flower, I'm growing wild.

No mommy's kisses and no daddy's smiles.

Nobody wants me, I'm nobody's child.

i think tt wld be a great (albeit very difficult) thing to do, to adopt a disabled child. note: i'm not saying i'd hv the courage to do that, though i wish i had the courage to do..

oh wells..

cheers~ n peace.

Post-Exam Depression?

No typo, i did say post-exam depression. is it a possible scenario? is it possible for one to actually get depressed due to the end (or rather, in my case, pseudo-end) of exams? Because i was feeling down for a long time today and a large portion of yesterday... now why?

Post exam depression could be an offshoot of boredom. Boredom due to a sudden removal of a 'purpose' in life. Maybe. Before exams, one studies (cough cough) hard so that one can get the grades, duh... but then after the exams, no reason to study anymore. is that a possible explanation?

No. Because, technically, its untrue to say we 'A' level students hv lost our cause/purpose in life - the bloody 'A' level paper is in one bloody month's time. (Its a startling revelation, isnt it?). Besides, not all of us would actually have Studied excessively due to exams right? right??

Anw, i think Post-Exam Depression, or rather, i should name it "inter-exam depression", is a result of there being too many things to do. Unfortunately, as fate should have it, these many things for us to do are inappropriate to do due to the "inter-exam" status quo.

For our exams havent truly ended. Its an illusion springing from the fact that subconsciously we know that the hard stage is over - prelims. "'A' levels is a snitch isn't it?". so.. we WANT to do stuff. but we can't. cos we know deep down, the freaking exams arent over. bah...

But then, this wld be specified as "inter-exam depression". So okay, i'm (or rather was) suffering from inter-exam depression. So does Post-Exam Depression exist?

I think it does. At least for me. But in this case, its more like.. There's sooo much to do, yet so little time to do it. And it becomes one huge mess... Like after "O' levels. That, was hectic. I even commented that post exam is more stressful than exam. True to a certain extent anw..

Anw, anybody suffering from post exam depression inter-exam depression, fret not, post post exam depression elation does exist.

anw, enough abt P.E.D.

yeah man, its not even true. more like PPED (pseudo-post-exam-depression) - still got Maths S on monday. smack in the middle of nothing. i want to go out!! please my friends, if u read this... i'm dying at home... falling steadily into the abyss of darkness, being dragged down the boulevard of broken rubber dreams..

Drama sial..

okay,

cheers~ n peace.

Hark the End is Nigh

wonder if my last entry angered any ManUtd fans.. oh well.. sorry if it did, but its jus in harmless jest. anw so much for the hype that u get a well balanced goalless draw. buh..

so far exams: physics was generally okay, prompting me to question why they make chem so hard when they make physics so (relatively) easy. those ... teachers.. hmph no fair.

anw the final stretch is here. the hardest four papers tt i'll ever sit for (i hope). in sequence:

1. Further Mathematics (Pure Maths)
2. Further Mathematics (Applied Maths)
3. Physics (Special)
4. Mathematics (Special)

oh n theres a chem MCQ sandwiched in between no.s 1 and 2. you want to eat?? (complete with hand gestures)

exam periods are so dreary. each day that passes u tell urself "jus a little to go" but its the longest "little" we ever go thru. if onli the holidays pass by as slowly as exams do. n its theres little glorious prospects after our prelims, for then comes the real papers. those flown in from cambridge. *bows in respectful awe*. sadly..

you get stressed before exam period, u get bored n lonely during exam period, n u get a rude awakening after exam period. why, then, do we need exams, when it induces such negative emotions?

argh..

good luck n try to strive on last few days. except u stupid trip science pple who hv finished, u idiots. haha.. okay..

cheers~ n peace.

Where I am procastinating..

I just woke up from a horrible dream where i was sitting for chem paper three, n the teacher's were looking at us as if they were like "those poor souls" n they actually told us that "if u cant do, dont worry, even the teachers found it hard" haiii... nightmare nightmare.

i hate exams. one more week n one more day.. jia you..

~.~

I see u year ones n non-prelim-taking pple coming up to us n asking "how's ur exam??". don lie u guys. i noe wat ur thinking. "poor dude, thank goodness i'm not him".. haha.. i was year one once too, u noe..

haha jus kidding..

anw i didnt hv many senior friends. probably one, or two, or three. most prob can count on a single hand. mainly badminton guys, n a few others la..

oh well, i hv more junior friends. *grins cheekily*.

~.~

i think its high time for a sequel to bend it like beckham. its highly outdated. probably the sequel shld be called "balloon it like beckham", or smthg like that.. the poor guy is mocked for his penalty miss(es). well, i guess its a matter of how often a play of how great a standard like beckham forgets he's playing soccer n goes into rugby.

move over johnny wilkinson.. here's...... Beckham!!..

anw, speaking of which, tmr's the match. Liverpool v. Man Utd. The one where the European Champions (hurhur) face off against the championship pretenders (hurhur). now.. who do u think i support? *whistles innocently*

oh yeah, i forgot to mention, championship pretenders and FA-cup runners-up. always second best ya?

n owen is a magpie whose feet still hvnt started talking. no goals.. poor thing. shld hv come liverpool. at least liverpool hv a midfield worth mentioning, even if their attack can be summed up with one word - "dreadful". nahhhh... i noe liverpool's attack is strong, but jus not confident. it'll be a great confidence booster if perhaps this happens?:

steven gerrard plays a cool one two with alonso

gerrard, through-ball...

rio ferdinand left in no-mans' land as djibril cisse...

cisse..

one-on-one with van der Sar..

squares it for crouch..

Crouch SCORES!!!

van der Sar helpless..

n crouch scores!! wid his FEET!!!

den on the other end, van Nistelrooy-Rooney. dangerous.

Man Utd desperate for an equaliser..

Scholes, through ball for rooney,

and Carragher with a great tackle to disposses him..

watch out!

rooney slides in two footed..

definitely a red card...

the KOP expects no less from referee XXX

and yes, he brandishes it,

wayne looney - i mean rooney -

sent off second time in two days..

and man Utd down to 10 men.

Thankfully Keano didnt play, or they'll be down to 9 by now..

Man Utd are full of deadly players. literally. they dont like u they can take u out. for example roy keane. tackled alfe inge halland a few years back wid intentions to ending his carreer. and to think i used to admire him before. yucks... (btw, he boasted abt this)

okay studying calls.

cheers~ n peace

Where There is a JC2 Massacre Week 1

Quick update on exam timetable:

Monday 12/9: Maths C Paper One

• Not too hard, but it was much harder than i had expected. But overall manageable with onli one careless mistake SO FAR that i've seen that might be worth 1-4 marks cut. depending on whether teacher is nice or nasty...

Tuesday 13/9: Chem Paper Three

• Forget Friday the Thirteenth, here's Tuesday the Thirteenth. a horrid paper set with one purpose in mind - to convince all who dare approach it that chem is not for them. i could practically hear the paper yelling at the top of its voice "drop chem, drop chem..." Think i lost minimum 50% of the marks. where does tt put me? obviously, i was in a very bad mood the rest of the day.

Wednesday 14/9: Physics Papers One and Two

• Going into this was like going into a battle after a horrendous defeat the previous day. like japan gg thru the battle after losing midway. key here was to keep calm, relax, dont think abt yesterday (chem III). i succeeded in that. redemption. at least for physics. hopefully.

Thursday 15/9: Chem Paper Two

• Felt like a waste of time, gg to school today, for two reasons. reason 1: its a half-hour paper. reason 2: chasing an A for chem is already chasing a lost cause. but went for it all the same. n yes! it wasnt as hard as paper three. hopefully on track now, looking for paper one. but there's temporary redemption, n hope exists. but i dont aim too high now.

Friday (tomorrow) 16/9: Maths Paper Two

• Mechanics, Statistics, Applied Maths. should be playing up my strengths? hopefully there'll be minimal integration (yucks!). i hope the mechanics questions wld be all right. i quite intend to do the applied maths section. hurhur.. after all, diversity is encouraged. actually must go n study the mechanics parts. i'm a bit shaky in the Maths C mechanics. Power, Projectile (so many formulae), Motion, Variable Acceleration... i think these are the harder few. but thankfully dont hv rubbish that can grow on u like SHM or Vertical Circular Motion. not yet at least. that battle will be waged on next thursday, the day i declare war on the last section on chem. right now, chem is the scariest subject anw.. hopes...

Cheers~ n peace.

Where the Swan Sings

Hear my swansong. well not really. its probably (hopefully) gg to be the last time in some time till i blog again, cos of course, my dear favouritest time of the year, prelims-time is coming up very soon - tmr.

haii n i'm so unprepared.

especially for chem. n physics too. n the blardy f-maths paper which i stardied so hard for is at the very end. buh...

oh well, hopefully i can get the required results.

anw, a random point:

i was typically disgusted by an ad i saw today. pasted up on the walls of a shopping centre (in kovan) hurhur... right in full view of everybody, there was a pic of sum naked woman. well she was covered in the extremely vital parts by fruit. (yes, fruit).

but typically, in our conservative society, nobody (especially those overly conscious of making our society more liberal) considers the feelings of the conservative pple, whom i feel still makes up a majority here. n being conservative, they dont reli speak out, do they? vicious cycle.

and then theres the issue on parents being outlawed from beating their children. i pray this nvr happens to our society, cos i truly believe, as sum1 who has been thru whacking n is thankful for that, that sparing the rod spoils the child.

of course, some say that parents promote violence yada-yada-yada. but well, if a parent beats out of love (i.e. for the better of the child) its called disciplining. effective disciplining.

i fear for the future, seeing the spoilt brats that some more-liberal countries where parents dont hv a hand in disciplining their students. its come to a stage where students are even allowed to utter vulgarities at their teachers. *raises eyebrows*.

if the teachers of past saw this they'll either laugh at the joke that is discipline or cry at the lack of it.

thankfully, currently singapore still disciplines kids to a large extent, even if that extent is being reduced, as teachers' role in disciplining kids are severely restricted by parents who tend to spoil their kids. its quite amusing that even i, as a "modern day child", wld be terrified to return home n tell my parents my teacher scolded me, for fear of getting an even bigger scolding at home. whereas kids nowadays, upon complaining to their parents, would see their teachers getting into trouble.

this is how one breeds spoilt, albeit often intelligent, brats.

so the dilemma tends to this one: intelligence, or morals... pick one.

thats enough from me n this atypical entry.. hurhur.. so..

cheers, n peace~

n to all those suffering under the burden of exams,

Good Luck~! (n sleep early)

Where Hakuna Matata lives on

IT means no worries, for the rest of your life...

*raises eyebrows till they look like theyre part of my hair*

is that a possible situation? no worries, for the rest of your life? hmm.. utopian. idealistic. how is that possible when prelims loom arnd the corner, like an ominous dark cloud loom over the mountain top, threathening that the sky will soon pour?

threats, risks, dangers exist always. worse still, they lie dead straight ahead. currently the stoopid threat that lies dead ahead is prelims. sooner on we'll find the a levels. just gets worse day by day.

n dont we ever stop to consider that, each day that passes, we grow one day closer to our death? or that the fraction of our remaining lifespan that we use up (idly) each day grows ever bigger as days go on?

anw, the trouble at hand is.. the stupid prelims. n how did i prepare for prelims today?

• i studied in the morning.
• then i was interupted for a lunch i had to go to.
• then i got sick with headache n all.
• then i played computer.
• then i played badminton outside.
• then i came inside n watched "Ghost Ship"
• then i came online.

how erm.. productive. wake me up. september is coming soon.

oh den i'm scared. dengue is rampant now. quite scared. that stoopid puny insect that causes so much trouble. why?

stupid mosquito. wonder how badly Gardens is hit...

oh the lunch was at uncledennis's place, at seletar hills. so i persuaded my dad to make a detour (a long one, at that) to see marie's house. hehe.. bo liao eh.. hehe.. anw, at the lunch itself, i was reminded that soon, i wld hv graduated from the drinkers of soft drinks n all to beer.. hurhur. few months time. there here is the much coveted booze -

ahh.. hehe... booze.

but don worry, i aint gonna become some alcoholic or what not. jus need to work my liver, as my dad would put it. too healthy, as he says, is not good.

so hakuna matata. i'm still here online even though prelims are in two days time. lak one korner la.. hurhur.. mat-on. no worries.

cheers~ n peace out.

Where There is No Worries

Where i wake up on the wrong side of the bed.

i now understand that if you get off the bed on the wrong side, u'll be in for a bad day. wait.. first let me point out. this is my room. >>

So how did i get off the wrong side of the bed? i woke up. turned upside down, n got off. so yeah.. hai..

anw, i digress.

it was a bad day... n everything just seemed to go wrong. n i was soo frustrated i actually wrote a poem in my handphone. yep. but i shant publish it here. cos well.. i neednt.

anw, granted i went to vj to buy papers. n surely enough, as things wld hv gone, the photocopy shop had jus closed, n ya. no papers. all the way down to vj for nothing? haha. no. bobbie was there, n ya.. need i say more? =D. (i knew she'd be there)

so yeah i thought good, at least things are getting better. n then it had to get worse after that. looking back i think its lucky i didnt say "things jus cant get worse" cos thankfully it didnt. now that would be desperately sad case. anw, i was soo tired.. n so when i went home.. i didnt do much any work. hai..

but fortunately, today was a better day. i managed to do TJC FM paper one, after much struggling, n scored 73% (i dunno how).. but i think its quite scary, still not stable in FM. if i can score 73% under sans-exam-stress conditions, how can i score A for the actual exam?? haii...

lemme try to do paper two later. TJ paper is jus a warm up. the actually heavy hitting wld start tmr, when i try the NJ Paper.

its quite funny reli, cos i was thinking i could do all my FM papers in one day. (stop laughing, i dunno wat i was thinking). anw, in retrospect, it IS possible. i had 4 school prelim papers, each having a paper one n paper two (so overall 8 papers). n each paper was 3 hrs long. so technically i can finish all of it in one day right? barely.. hurhur.. ya riiight.. (3hrs x 8 = 24hrs = 1 day)

so good, i can finish f-maths. oops, i jus realised i hv two more subjects to prepare for. oh welllll.. physics n chem?? oOo.. soon. soon. soon..

tomorrow never comes. you noe why? cos each time u say tmr, u are implying the time 24 hrs from the time u say it. yep. procastination.

oh well. carpe diem.

speaking of which, i'm living by a new philosophy - Hakuna Matata. yep.

i'd resent it if u claim a monkey taught me that.

it was a baboon.

n not any baboon. a CARTOON baboon.

*nods fervently*

okay. hakuna matata, no worries.

cheers~ n peace out.

Carpark thoughts...

ushnish said i sound like a neighbourhood school reject here. buh.. haha.. read my profile, i aint.

anw, wid respect to that, i could afford a little boasting right? haha.. just that an amusing thought came to me as i was walking along the carpark today.. i think the prize winners for e-maths n a-maths in most schools are often the same person.. esp one like anderson.. haha.. but my year was so weird cos two pple took the two prizes. i managed to get e-maths but failed to get a-maths. guess the difference, is geometry.. haha.. i'm quite good at that, and i'm quite interested in pursuing that later on..

see first.. hehe..

could explain my prowess in mechanics. hurhur..

anw i had such a studying fit. finished most of mechanics. n i'm gg to fire on to stats tonight. n perhaps (hopefully) finish it..

the flame of the sudden inspiration dwells in my heart. n i'm gg to vj tmr for a few reasons. one of them being to buy papers. need practice. revision is nearly done, i think. oh well..

cheongggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

the battle cry of the empire. hurhur..

okay cheers~ n peace.

September Blues

i can hear mechanics callling to me. but duh, i'm ignoring it. i'll respond to it later..

anwae, its been some time since i last wrote anything here. more events happen when ur at home than when ur in school. hurhur..

anw, i went for novena and confession on saturday.. n yup, i'm feelin much better! haha.. i donno why sum pple hv so much objections to catholic practices such as confession. its abt as good as seeing a psychologist is some ways, n its very burden-relieving in sum ways.. oh well.. guess the roman catholic church is considered by the world as outdated, especially in some issues such as contraception. bah... ridiculed we are.. but well. i'm not ashamed. i agree wid the church's stand on that..

science advances so fast. and each time it advances it creates more and more problems, opening a new pandora's box each time... and then more science n research has to be put in to compensate these problems. n the cycle perpetuates. oh well..

okay. den sunday was hai.. tiring..

i woke up soo early to go for 7am mass.. but i sang okay.. but quite weird. some of the hymns the basses has soo weird parts, n de other two veteran-bases were so well, veteran, n expert at singing the bass parts. and i was like "huh?" cos i didnt noe the parts.. anw, after the mass they taught me. still cant rmb though. till they pass me the score.

anw, then after tt i rushed for badminton. and i did a wallabies. played four games, n lost four games. its prob onli a matter of time before i play four games n lose five games =(. oh well, its a matter of playing faster i guess, n moving faster. n all.. oh well.. first priority is the prelims.

speaking of which. darn, i hear mechanics calling again. on such a tight schedule, cos i want to go out some time in these hols. =).. inspired. okay enough for now. adieu~
cheers~ n peace.

New Marital Tradition!!

I shouldnt be here. I should be studying. I am too tired.

oh well..

Anw, i was rather amused today. My parents intend to be trendsetters in terms of marital trends.. They said, assuming i get married (not an invalid assumption), that on my wedding day they will carry out a novel practice. Rather than have anything that resembles a tea-ceremony or anything like that, my parents decided to hv a "washing-off-the-hands ceremony", likened to that of Pilate washing his hands on Good Friday two millenia ago.

"I wash my hands off you, son. Now all problems and responsibilities are with your wife."

i'm not that bad am i? looks innocently sad.....

oh well...

okay this will be my shortest post. ever. cos i hv to go for choir now.

st. maximillian of smthg choir. (hey at least i got one part of it so far right?)

hehe

~.~

Boo.. i'm back. its after choir n i decided that a short post isnt a right post. hurhur.. so i'm back here, continuing this. oh anw, i've finally discovered what my choir name is - st maximilian kolbe choir. he was a martyr. yeah, can check out more.. =)

anw as of today i've completed complex numbers n vectors. wats left is eigenvalues/vectors n a little of analysis. but well, i'd hv completed it by the end of the hols.. (what hols?)

and i'm not stressed. i'm just tired. and bored. n sleepy again. oh well, short post it is then, though not THAT short.. haha.. okay..

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

- Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney

cheers~ n peace.