Friday, February 27, 2004

Sashimi tastes like jelly if you close your eyes and use your imagination.

I still cant stand Wasabi. Its like a nuclear bomb explosion in your mouth. I cant even describe the taste.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/27/2004 09:00:00 PM

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Chem takers reading this right now: YOU SHOULD BE STUDYING.

Of all the most awkward things to do in the most bizzare of all places at the most inappropriate time, a few moments ago i was at Westmall, play Truth or Dare, one day before Chem test. Talk about setting our priorities right.

American idol starting later at 10. Since the auditions are over, American idol would not be humourous anymore. And one more thing. Why in the blue world is the world going gaga over William Hung (not michael tan)? He is just an object to be laughed at. Doesnt he feel it too? I dun understand why he willingly go through all this humiliation. I read somewhere he was stuck up on cash. But is the cash really worth the humiliation? If you ask me, i would never go on stage and prance around like a fool in front of millions for a million bucks.

OK. Chem students go mug now. others go do some nonsense.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/25/2004 09:01:00 PM

Monday, February 23, 2004

A Green Slip to Slip outta School.

I took my second ever green slip in my life and now i am right at home. Had a throbbing headache. I could push on, but decided to succumb. No point turning up for class if i had not prepared tutorials anyway. Heck. Now i feel fine. Must have been yesterday's climb.

National Vertical Marathon 2004 was a killer. More braincells died. It wasnt that physically exhausting but the after effects of the climb was harsh. I came down not remembering it was sunday. I will not elaborate anymore. Over and out.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/23/2004 01:45:00 PM

Saturday, February 21, 2004

Wo de hua wen hen zai.

Of all days the chinese department has decided to put the chinese compo stupid dumbass writing thingy on a Saturday. I had to force myself up at 5.45am just to turn up and write jibberish on a piece of paper with a thousand tiny little squares on it. I felt that filling up the little squares with nonsense alien looking characters have already killed a thousand of my brain cells; one square of a dumbass character per hundred braincells have died. Worst than sniffing glue (or cow dung) i tell you. I felt so beat after one hour already and i was only halfway through, so for the remainly half i rushed through and when i finished writing i didnt dared to read my essay. A real load of primary school junk. Chinese is the bestest bestest subject in the whole world and i declare it proudly.

After that i didnt do much. Played soccer a while, and i realised that a few people had really good soccer potentials. For eg. :
-Nazhar was a rather good goal-letter! His reflexes were great: the ball approaches the net, and a split second later he DIVES out of the way! Marvellous!
-Carol could kick a ball with her STATIONARY leg man! The ball is passed to her, she swings her right leg, she misses, and the ball rebounds off her left leg towards the goal! Talk about awesome.
-Joel can really aim the ball with perfect precision and accuracy! Every shot (and i really mean every single shot) he takes towards the net, the ball uncannily flys over the posts for a perfect landing on the opposite court! Spectacular beyond description!

Later i went for circus training in B12. In case my studies are poor i could get a safe job next time busking. And i just realised that if this is how i will spend my Saturdays for the next few weeks i really have to find a job in the circus next time. Nus dont want me, maybe Moscow will.




I picked up the fragments @ 2/21/2004 06:42:00 PM

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Someone shut me up.

The school's fitness seem to improve tremendously. Or maybe my fitness level have dropped drastically. Or maybe it was the weather. Too warm. Not cool enough for running. Or was it the soil? To muddy and rocky. Must be the wind. To strong and pressing against me. If i didnt fall i would at least get a number. Stupid guy behind me. And the judges was biased towards track people. Were there even judges? No? Fine. The track people were biased towards themselves then. Being track doesnt mean you need to get tops. Dont even think they are fit at all. They are just thin. And scrawny. And short. Did i mention the weather? It was too cold. I was shivering. And the wind not strong enough. Cannot push me forward.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/18/2004 09:55:00 PM

Sunday, February 15, 2004

The friendship emmy goes to...

v day is overr. for the occation i would like to say a few words of appreciation to all my frens who were there on sat.

-thanks Biao, for being the greatest and wisest funty brudder i ever had.Sorri for teasing you and urban. You will always be the greatest treasure on earth. ok that sounds weird lets move on.
-thanks Carol, for being so nice and sorry for giving you the balloon so late. Next year you will receive ten from me, promise.
-thanks Christina, for being so cheerful and erm, unique unik? Sorry for not giving you any balloon, but hope you like the roses.
-thanks Honghui, for being the most caring uncle fren one can ever have. Sorri for calling you an alien, for you are much worst. (kidding)
-thanks Alex, Joel and Ivan, for being the source of laughter for us, and to be laughed at. Without all of you outings will no doubt be dull and quiet. But more peaceful though. But quiet. yeah.
-thanks Congjing, you are one good boss.

Hope i did not miss anyone else who saw me yesterday. did i?
And thanks to all my other frens not mentioned above, it does not mean you are not significant.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/15/2004 06:40:00 PM

Thursday, February 12, 2004

Ten thousand yahoos with cartwheels.


Yabadabadoohaa! The show of the century is back next tuesday. Time will definitely slow down for me.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/12/2004 08:36:00 PM

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

Look forward to Colours day.

I would like to add on to Biao's logical view on Friendship week.

And so the student council had come up with this marvellous idea of having 'colours day', one colour per day, to be precise. A totally thoughtful suggestion for a so called 'friendship' week. I mean, come to think of it, who in the right mind would be eager enough to turn up in school, when a councilor starts the morning by announcing, "Yay! Today is 'Green' day!!" And the remaining portion of the day we have to spend sitting in the lower cafe inhaling the pungent odour coming for hell knows where, in addition to that we have to spend staring at fellow saints of 'higher status' with multiple balloons suspended from their bags. A day to make us green in disgust? Or green with envy? How about 'Blue' day on tuesday? A day for the whole school to feel blue? Rather appropriate actually, seeing the number of poor souls being rejected by their targets, as well as seeing their crushes falling for others. But do they have to rub salt on these wounds by having a 'Blue' day? And what about monday's 'Black' day? Really an encouragement to people who came to school with a black face.

And dun even expect the upcoming 'Yellow' and 'Red' day to make any difference either. I suspect on 'Yellow day' all the unstable mungents in the school will come up with a sinister plot to try overthrow the entire college and eliminate the other races, and therefore are finally free to sprout the phrase, "Whazzup me Mungent!!" whenever and wherever they want. And of course on the final 'Red' day, expect war to erupt and bloodshed everywhere in the cafe. Hopefully the unbearable revolting odour would be heavily covered by the scents of explosives and blood. A great ending to just another 'Friendship week'. 'Friendship' indeed.

The above article is produced in all due respect to the student council and its planning staff. The writer means no offence whatsoever and was inspired purely by humour and sarcasm.



I picked up the fragments @ 2/11/2004 08:49:00 PM

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

Reminiscing.

Scanning thru my files trying to clear space, i found my thailand journal which we had to submit a month back. think its rather meaningful so i decided to put it up. dun noe if anyone will bother to read anyway.

To be honest, I should admit that I came for the trip unprepared mentally. I thought that my sole purpose for the trip was purely to be a brainless ox, using only brawn and doing what it is told to. And I thought I was a good ox. But I was wrong. An ox has to have endurance to pull his cart, just like a builder needs stamina to build a house. I also thought that we would not have fun. Can you blame us? We were told that we had to finish four houses (not told how big a house was and so assumed one to be huge) within 10 days, and any fooling around would cost us our shopping time. And I was wrong again, because the amount of shopping really did our thai baht justice and there was definitely plenty of fooling around.

The work was tough, no doubt. We treasured every single break we had. But we completed the houses very efficiently, much to our surprise. When the walls of the houses were finished, I really looked in astonishment and wondered how we were able to build such (relatively) attractive houses in 10 days, and it really seemed like a miracle. The process of the construction was complicated, with all the cement mixing and the brick placing, and at one point in time I was really skeptical about the fact that the walls will last for a hundred years. The start of the construction was pathetic, I would say, as the thai instructors had to really sweat in order to aid us, like spraying water at an entire wall and ramming it back into place, or mixing the cement for us. But we eventually got our momentum, and we had fun in the process.

And speaking of fun, it would be tragic (or would I say dumb) that we had no fun during the building process. I mean, what is the point of sweating and suffering for someone else, if all you achieve is misery? One should always try to liven up during times of hardship in order to push yourself ahead, and in turn you would also press others on unknowingly. I appreciate the few who were (or tried to be) the clowns of the expedition despite attaining for themselves the title of ‘those crazy idiots’.

I will now stop emphasizing on the construction of houses because I don’t believe the whole expedition is based solely on ‘manual labour for the homeless thais’.

The visit to the rice fields was quite a different experience for almost all of us. Not only we learnt how to manually harvest rice crops, we also found time to relax and enjoy ourselves after a hard day of manual labour.

I also found the visit to the local school rather meaningful, as we managed to get a glimpse of their tradition thai folkdances, as well as interaction through a friendly game of soccer. I believe that letting them win the soccer match really strengthened our ties with the locals. Oh come on, I mean the fact that we could even score a goal (or two) showed that we could definitely trash them if we desired to. And we had an excellent goalkeeper that willingly let in four goals despite his prowess in saving balls.


I figured that one should not leave this meaningful trip without learning valuable lessons, therefore I have come up with three. Firstly, punctuality is really a virtue. If we were not we wouldn’t have enough time for so many shopping trips. It is also one way to please the teachers, as they are the ones planning the schedules. Secondly, we should not really underestimate others. One example is Udon Thani. We were told that it was a rural environment and the people lived in poverty. But we were greeted by numerous internet cafes and air-conditioned shopping centres and food courts in our vicinity. Thirdly, and most importantly, learnt to have fun despite the hardship thrown to us. It is really not worth our sweat if we do not gain a single pleasure out of the hard work we volunteered to do.

Lastly, I would really like to thank the three teachers who took care of us and were patient with us despite all the mistakes we did. Being stressed with the schedules, planning, and other important stuff, they still found time to bond and have fun with us, and I really appreciate what they have done for us.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/10/2004 10:50:00 PM

Friday, February 06, 2004

NEWSFLASH: Hong-Hui species sighted!!!


According to eye witnesses, the species looked somewhat like that. It did not fit previous description, and scientists are worried the species might be a shape-shifter. Reports suspended for further observations.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/06/2004 06:40:00 PM

Thursday, February 05, 2004

Silat boy and chillipadi king.

I miss thailand. Let us all go back one day.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/05/2004 03:43:00 PM

Sunday, February 01, 2004

Booyah.


The next League of Extraordinary Gentlement.

I picked up the fragments @ 2/01/2004 10:07:00 PM

Im still a kid.

Saw a little girl today hugging this big cute teddy bear. I also want..

I picked up the fragments @ 2/01/2004 03:10:00 PM