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2007-07-28T21:17:00.000+08:00

Behold,
the ♥CALCULATOR

it's not really accurate, but it's worth a try. go click on the purple words :D

on a random note, my hair is chopped into a disturbingly androgynous state.
i am depressed. : '(

2007-06-17T20:42:00.001+08:00

Thank you, rioHC. for the best memories one can ever ask for.

2007-06-04T22:59:00.001+08:00

Alright, i give up. imma having fun at lj but not many are tagging and that takes the fun out of things. gaah. new blog url is http://clandes_tine.livejournal.com. gogogo!

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OCIP Outing Details!

Date: 13th June, wed

Meet: Buona Vista MRT, 1.30pm. We will proceed to Settler's Cafe from there! imma banking on xinwei the holland v kid to bring us there. hopefully we dont get lost.

Cost: $6+ unless i read the http://sg.settlerscafe.com/ wrongly.

Yup, please reply to my sms! or tag the tboard (3rd diamond on the left of this column). Aah yes, jiahao will be orgainising the Kbox OCIP so interested pple please tag/ talk to him yea?

2007-06-02T08:30:00.000+08:00

Today, i woke up with this mental image of me squealing my head off cos i can finally see the Blogger dashboard page. (strange things i think of first thing in the morning. hohum) and YES! after three weeks of blogger blocking me, i'm finally able to login! (pops champagne)

However, i've found new blogging love over at the livejournal site (oooh sexaay lj cuts!) when blogger unceremoniously rejected my repeated requests to sign in. Therefore, I've decided to shift to lj for good. :D ah yes, the new blog url is secret (ah well, not exactly considering i did put up the url in the tboard once but i've decided on impulse to delete that tag and not many saw the tag when it was up there so it is as good as secret). i might tell you the link if you approach me and lie down in prostrate position with a golden pot full of Tiffany's & Co creations. (allow me to remind you the usage of the word MIGHT in the previous sentence. heh). But then again, if you are observant enough, you'll find it somewhere somehow. :D

I'll still use theyuntian.blogspot for announcements (such as the ones below) so yea, do pop by and keep my tboard alive. thankyou! hello, you sharp one. scoot over to clandes_tine.lj

1. OCIP gathering

YES, after 5 months of zilch contact, we are finally going to have an outing soon! please check your phones for the ocip outing message (s6 students should get one from me and s7 from peishan) AND REPLY TO THEM OKAY! yesterday i've sunken into another bout of depression because after four hours, only ONE out of THIRTEEN (a meagre 7.69% mind you) bothered to reply my message. how very upsetting! i shall spam the rest of this paragraph with unhappy faces to show how sad i am. :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(

[hey they look like smileys from another angle!]

Alright, enough of nonsense, to those who somehow didn't get the message (aah the inconveniences of faulty communication), the ocip gathering itinerary are as follows:

Where: Settler's Cafe. Most likely the Holland V branch. check out http://sg.settlerscafe.com/ for more information.

Do what: TALK! and yes, play the boardgames that settler's is famous for.

How much: weekdays would be $6+ if we take the student's package and weekends prices are more expensive (although imma not sure of how much more expensive it would be. check out the above website for more details on price and such)

Date: Aaah here's where your response is crucial to the success of this outing. Please reply through my tagboard (in case you are wondering where's the tboard, there are actually 4 WHITE -hence invisible to certain colourblind males- diamonds on the top left of the entries column. press the 3rd button to get to the tboard) or via sms, the days that you would be free for the outing. Please choose weekdays for obvious financial reasons and I would appreciate it if you would include the days that you won't be free for the outing too.

thankyou and reply! or i'll sink into depression again. gaah

2007-05-09T19:14:00.000+08:00

"Choir Number 5, Hwachong Institution

Gold

WITH HONOURS!"

And all hell broke loose.
:D

2007-05-06T20:09:00.000+08:00

I want to lose myself to the music, so completely and utterly that the song is the only thing that keeps my spirit together. I want to immerse in the imagery; of Mother Sun, of the domestic warmth that she radiates, of lambs that still sleep with stars in their eyes and ploughs that lie idle in men's dreams.

I want to feel the strange, tingling sensation that comes when a perfect chord is formed, the upheaval of emotions when the final crescendo is created. I want to feel the bounce, the sustained boing in jap game. I want to feel the voices of 68 choristers meld into an uno voce, the spirits of 68 choristers merging into an invisible force. I want to feel the magic that jonny had described of the previous SYF batch, the camaraderie that can only be sensed when everyone has the same mind, same focus.

I want to leave the VCH stage at 11.15am on Tuesday, seeing Miss Lim smile a real smile; feeling that i've done myself justice to the songs, to the choir and to Miss Lim. I want to walk off the stage with my head held high because I know that performance is one that I will remember for years to come, one that I will have no regrets about.

When we awoke,
the sun was already stepping
up through the ash trees and into the sky.

rioHC will soar on stage on the Big Tuesday.
Voices in flight we shall be, as we ascend to the Heaven above.

2007-04-29T16:09:00.000+08:00

Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down.

2007-04-28T21:00:00.000+08:00

We were there, sitting on the red seats of the SCH when you all walked onto the stage with the guzheng in your arms. For 7 minutes 16 seconds, we held our breaths while you all performed the best guzheng piece we could ever imagined. For 7 minutes 16 seconds, you all had us swelling with pride when you carried off the 2 pieces with perfect dynamics, skills and technique. At the end of 7 minutes 16 seconds, you had all 7 of us clapping wildly because we know that your performance is worthy of a gold.

Do NOT, for a moment, doubt your abilities as a guzheng ensemble. Do NOT, for a moment, think you have failed yourselves, the teachers or the seniors. Do NOT, for a moment, think of your batch as the one that failed because you are definitely not. You are the batch that Zhang Lao Shi has considered to be the most promising batch. Even my batch didn't get to be commended as such. We were there, we heard you and we were very proud of you because you all managed to create magic in your music, to wow us with your techniques, to capture little details that my batch never fufilled. To us, you were more deserving of the gold award than the previous batches.

It is depressing to be judged and condemned by untrained ears. It is sickening that this have to happen in SYF, a competition that i once thought is a fair gaudge of an ensemble's standard. It is maddening that we can't do anything to change the status quo. I don't want to see you all dejected, defeated, crushed whatsoever. This judging has not been fair from the start, so please don't be too overwhelmed by the results. What does not break you, makes you stronger. Rise up cedarians, rise up with the fierce cedarian pride within. Remember that the cedarians will always "walk through the fields with our heads held high cos aint nobody will break our pride". No more tears now my darlings. It's time to stand up and fight on.

2007-04-22T10:33:00.000+08:00

Coming Up:

Math Lecture Test
Cedar Guzheng SYF @ SCH
Meet-up with Shulin before Guzheng SYF :D
rioHC SYF! (Miss Lim says she can "smell the Gold with Honours". )
VJ concert @ Esplanade
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!
Cantare @ Esplanade (J2's swan song)
AC concert @ Esplanade

A lengthier post next time. Meanwhile, enjoy the Barbershop Chorus!

Why cant our basses and tenors be like them? :

2007-04-12T19:49:00.000+08:00

28questions:

who are important to me and am i, in turn, as important to them as they are to me? who am i to you? who are my friends? not just mere hi-bye acquiantances, but people who really see through me and figure me inside out; people who care for me for the purest platonic reasons. who are those that i will want to gravitate towards when my final year in hwachong comes to an end?

what makes me happy; inspire me; fuel me with the strength to carry on? what sustains me, motivates me and convinces me that everything i do is for the better when it all appears seemingly wrong? what anchors me firmly into reality and makes me feel important, needed, indispensable? what am i going to do after JC?

when will i start to pick up? when will i stop failing? when will i stop confusing daydreams with reality? when will i be able to justify my decisions? when will i prove myself that i am not weak and am definitely capable of greater things? when did i stop believing in myself? when will i put action to my words? when did i accept failure as normalcy? when did i abase myself from someone who learnt things from scratch to someone who copies and follows? when did i stop thinking for myself?

where am i heading after hwachong? where will i be a year (or five, or ten) from now? where did all the dreams, hopes and expectations of entering into hwachong go to? where did my sec4 self, the sanguine individual, disappear to?

why do i choose to do things that have maximum damage? why do i find myself feeling lost and disorientated these days? why do i choose to dwell on intangible feelings on non-existent issues? why do i love who i love? why do i always, ALWAYS, screw up at that one moment that mattered the most?

how do i want this year to end? how can i, as a friend, a chorister, a pupil, a classmate, a senior, a daughter, a sister, make things better for me and for others? how do i get out of this shithole that i dug for myself?

heck, how do i even answer all these questions?

2007-04-10T20:40:00.000+08:00

A MAN overboard!

What matters it? The ship does not stop. The wind is blowing, that dark ship must keep on her destined course. She passes away.

The man disappears, then reappears, he plunges and rises again to the surface, he calls, he stretches out his hands, they hear him not; the ship, staggering under the gale, is straining every rope, the sailors and passengers see the drowning man no longer; his miserable head is but a point in the vastness of the billows.

He hurls cries of despair into the depths. What a spectre is that disappearing sail! He looks upon it, he looks upon it with frenzy. It moves away; it grows dim; it diminishes. He was there but just now, he was one of the crew, he went and came upon the deck with the rest, he had his share of the air and of the sunlight, he was a living man. Now, what has become of him? He slipped, he fell; and it is finished.

He is in the monstrous deep. He has nothing under his feet but the yielding, fleeing element. The waves, torn and scattered by the wind, close round him hideously; the rolling of the abyss bears him along; shreds of water are flying about his head; a populace of waves spit upon him; confused openings half swallow him; when he sinks he catches glimpses of yawning precipices full of darkness; fearful unknown vegetations seize upon him, bind his feet, and draw him to themselves; he feels that he is becoming the great deep; he makes part of the foam; the billows toss him from one to the other; he tastes the bitterness; the greedy ocean is eager to devour him; the monster plays with his agony. It seems as if all this were liquid hate.

He tries to defend himself; he tries to sustain himself; he struggles; he swims. He- that poor strength that fails so soon- he combats the unfailing.

But yet he struggles.

Where now is the ship? Far away yonder. Hardly visible in the pallid gloom of the horizon.

The wind blows in gusts; the billows overwhelm him. He raises his eyes, but sees only the livid clouds. He, in his dying agony, makes part of this immense insanity of the sea. He is tortured to his death by its immeasurable madness. He hears sounds, which are strange to man, sounds which seem to come not from earth, but from some frightful realm beyond.

There are birds in the clouds, even as there are angels above human distresses, but what can they do for him? They fly, sing, float, while he is gasping.

He feels that he is buried at once by those two infinities, the ocean and the sky; the one is a tomb, the other a pall.

Night descends, he has been swimming for hours, his strength is almost exhausted; that ship, that far off thing, where there were men, is gone; he is alone in the terrible gloom of the abyss; he sinks, he strains, he struggles, he feels beneath him the shadowy monsters of the unseen; he shouts.

Men are no more. Where is God?

He shouts. Help! Help!

He shouts incessantly.

Nothing in the horizon. Nothing in the sky.

He implores the blue vault, the waves, the rocks; all are deaf. He supplicates the tempest; the imperturbable tempest obeys only the infinite.

Around him are darkness, storm, solitude, wild and unconscious tumult, the ceaseless tumbling of the fierce waters; within him, horror and exhaustion. Beneath him the engulfing abyss. No resting place. He thinks of the shadowy adventures of his lifeless body in the limitless gloom. The biting cold paralyses him. His hands clutch spasmodically, and grasp at nothing. Winds, clouds, whirlwinds, blasts, stars, all useless! What shall he do? He yields to despair; worn out, he seeks death; he no longer resists; he gives himself up; he abandons the contest, and he is rolled away into the dismal depths of the abyss for ever.

O implacable march of human society! Destruction of men and of souls marking its path! Ocean, where fall all that the law lets fall! Ominous disappearance of aid! O moral death!

The sea is the inexorable night into which the penal law casts its victims. The sea is the measureless misery.

The soul drifting in that sea may become a corpse. Who shall restore it to life?

-Les Miserables, Chapter VII: the waters and the shadows

2007-04-07T20:43:00.000+08:00

Apparently guys (coughjasoncough) can't seem to tell that there are 4 white diamonds to the left of this column. I suppose it's some genetic male problem that causes them males to see white and grey as one entity. Anyway, those diamonds navigate to the tagboard, links, archives and the drawing board. please please tag/draw. it's getting a little quiet around here. :(

oh the drawing board and youtubes only work on IE. oops. here's a little clip on the alternate version of My Humps. Methinks the melody is pretty dolce but the trashy lyrics just. spoilt. EVERYTHING. urgh.

2007-04-04T20:46:00.000+08:00

There is a room that's full of toys
There are my hundred boys and girls
Nobody shouts or talks too loud
Not in my castle on a cloud

I know a place where no one's lost
I know a place where no one cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud

-Cosette's Song, Les Miserables

2007-03-31T09:22:00.000+08:00

I've learnt a new word today. It is Schadenfreude, which means to feel satisfaction or pleasure at someone else's misfortune; and i think it fits you, you and YOU very well.

(ok, after thinking more objectively, methinks i fall under the category of schadenfreudens as well. gaaah)

2007-03-24T19:47:00.000+08:00

ok, so now begins the blissful interim where i can seek temporal comfort in the fact that the blocks are over. But the world's gonna come crashing down again when the dismal results start pouring in and i get suicidal and all. to tell the truth, i wasnt really prepared for blocks. like my holidays just passed without me knowing it; which resulted in me cooking up my own economics theories, inventing new alpha-helix conformation, and writing rubbish like "the coat colour of himalayan rabbits is white during winter so that it can camouflage with the snow, keeping it less visible for the its predators, hence increasing its survival rate". Khairul's so gonna flip when he sees that.

choir had its second workshop this month today and it didnt go all that well. there's something that miss lim said that stucked. about how being in hwachong puts you in a different league, and just because you are an embodiment of hwachong, people expect nothing short of excellence from you and you are expected to deliver that. and just because we are hwachong, we are the benchmark of excellence. Our standards should be those of our own instead of just being contended of being marginally better than the rest. and i was thinking how all this is parallel to my attitude towards work from last year til now. it's like my expectations of myself have reached so low that i think i'm doing fine if there is someone else who is worse off. its depressing really, cos i know i am capable of achieving more, but theres this something that's holding back (laziness? cant be bothered? idunno). i feel like banging myself against the walls sometimes cos its not as if i have a lot of commitments that sucks my free time dry and hence an covenient excuse for poor grades. on contrary i do have a LOT of time, if only i can like sit down focus and stop indulging in unnecessaries (ie msn, maybe i should delete that damn thing). aah its times like this i miss my cedar self. jc is turning me into some useless crapshit, but strangely, i never had a better time enjoying myself. the irony. hoho.

4 part thailand facial foam advertisement that is guranteed laughter & entertainment:

2007-03-18T20:06:00.000+08:00

Hello world. i've already written my suicide note, my will, goodbye letters to everyone dear, and finished the very very last cookie in my Kjeldsens box (aside from those horrid puke inducing raisin oatmeal ones) and i think i'm ready to die.

ONWARD BLOCK TESTS!

ok i'm really really not making any sense now (which i have every reason to be cos econs exam is a *gasp* 13 hours away and i still dont understand what the shit is ADAS about and i'm still here writing a nonsensical entry. shoot me pleaaaase!) Suddenly the "4Us! 4 Us!" keep recurring in my mind and somehow these4 4 Us turned 3D, came alive and then inverted upsidedown to nail me down firmly on the ground. strange signs. hmm.

On a very very very random note, my mom purchased some cappucinno for me in indonesia, (which is very sweet of her cos i need external help in keeping awake these days.) But the thing is the cappucinno contains ginseng and TONGKAT ALI! ohmysky. i nearly died when my mom showed me the cappucinno box. i was like "mommy tongkat ali is for boosting the male's er herm leh!" and my mom was like "aiya nevermind just drink la."; which i did and thankfully there's no horny side effects whatsoever. HAHA. zee cappuccino is pretty delicious though. anyone wants? MUAHAHA

ohkay, see you world! that is if i dont commit kamikaze with my 0.38 uniball signo pen during the blocks (which is highly unlikely, because i foresee myself frothing in the mouth by just looking at the bio block test papers. ). Perhaps i'll try to survive if there is a promise of a pleasant pleasant surprise on my birthday (cough28MARCHcough).

(SMILES INNOCENTLY)

Alright back to econs madness. goodnight world. :D

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

All cafes should have music like this :9

2007-03-10T18:36:00.000+08:00

28 March is a very special day. Mark it down on your calendar: In case you haven't been informed, 18 years ago, a certain outstanding individual called Yuntian was born on 28 March! In light of such a wondrous phenomenon, annual celebrations involving coercing friends into buying presents have been conducted and this year is no different. TheYUNTIAN would like to hint to all friends that she likes the following items very very much:

The Un-get-able Items:
-THAT brown addidas jacket
-~~new puma/addidas shoes~~
-~~a simple silver plated necklace~~
-new phone
-my very own digital camera
-one real pale-silver kitten (with grey stripes)
-one Vienna Choir Boy (aaah they are so cute! swoons~)

My fetishes:
-audrey hepburn flicks
-audrey hepburn posters
-studio ghibli productions
-a drop-dead gorgeous town bag
-10cm white espadrilles :D
-a CD with compilation of songs from (pick any) MUSE/ David Tao/ Boyz II Men/ Josh Groban/ Damien Rice/ My Chemical Romance/ Michael Buble/ QUEEN/ Fort Minor/ Wang Leehom/ Joe Hisaishi/ Alicia Keys

I live to eat:
-BAILEYS! Or Godiva white chocolate liquer
-NewYorkNewYork/ Spageddies/ San Zhong Lian Jian/ Changing Appetites
-Cookie monster mudpie from Changing Appetites :9
-Ben&Jerry's Chunky Monkay
-Subway Macadamia Nut cookies/ Mrs Field's cookies
-Mango&Ginger cookies from The V Tea Room

I don't mind practical stuff. really:
-One year supply of uniball 0.38 dark blue pen refills
-Tasteful hair clips/hair bands/scrungies
-~~Bio TYS. (yes, i'm serious. tys must have answers one)~~

But of course, I'm still a sucker for surprises:
-a single, perfect, long stemmed white rose tied with a black ribbon
-the best j1 tenor 1 to serenade me with a song. (yes you jason. better start memorising the moonriver lyrics now! you can erm have someone to sing with you if you are shy. HAHA)
-pleasant surprises of any kind (note: PLEASANT)

(list to be updated)

2007-03-09T19:28:00.000+08:00

Merci: to all those who cared. Thank you D, for being sensible enough to make me thrash things out even though it was terribly awkward and i had been childish enough to avoid you all the time. Thank you C for listening to everything i have to say over the Mac's table even though you are not obliged to take on my problems. To everyone else, thank you, i love you and i am currently grinning crazily over all those tags and smses that made my day. Am very much better now (in terms of spirit, i mean. cant say the same about the blocks revision though) and am pretty determined not to let any dregs of the past week interfere with my life. Gracias once again, to all you darlings. things wouldnt be the same without you all. :D

Who wants to watch The Phantom of The Opera with me?: ok that basically sums things up. reply on tboard if you're interested! i know the chances of finding someone willing to fork out 3digits for a single ticket is as slim as the possibility of the choir guys eradicating the usage of 'brother' on me completely but still, i'm crossing my fingers. Miracle, please, i need a miracle.

Hisaishi's my new aphrodisiac:

Sit down, turn on the volume, take a deep breath, and play.

2007-03-05T19:08:00.000+08:00

我真的想找一条船，能远远离开这片沙滩。

2007-03-03T21:47:00.000+08:00

I'll treat you to Ben&Jerry's if your week can be any worse than mine: somehow, i am plagued throughout the week by A Series of Unfortunate Events. It started off with me dropping my handphone on wednesday while trying to catch the ever-elusive bus 170 (hence resulting in the loss of my very dearest Damien, the red sony erikson that i barely had for a year. my heart breaks into a million and one pieces. ) and then my ezlink went berserk on tursday; it worked in the morning but not in the afternoon. The bus uncle said my card has expired (WTF?) but it turned out that my card value has finally reached negativity. Friday started off with dad dropping me off at the same SMU busstop where i lost my phone and then when he happily drove off, i realised that I've forgotten my wallet. My replacement SIM card had yet to be activated yet, so there i was, practically stranded in some stupid busstop and cut off from all the people i know who could have helped me out. I was reduced to the state of asking for 55cents from a complete stranger. She was very sympathetic; gave me the coins without asking why. Bless her. Oh and I have been marked as absent for today's core module session (which i did attend even tho i was late! what's your freaking problem?) and my big name's up on the EMB site for all to see. Urgh. And as if the week hasnt been bad enough, my cough is back once again and so are those days when i could barely breathe properly because of the buildup of phlegm at the back of my throat.

Am feeling terribly rotten now and the fact that the spatial gap between now til blocks is decreasing exponentially isn't really helping. thankgod choir is taking a break from the 5march onwards. finally some time to breathe, think and do work. which is what i'm going to do now. CIAO.

The Shanghai Knights:

Afterthought: Ok this is probably the best thing that has happened so far. (Aside from those random meetups with donald&lynnette&co that is.) watching this video kinda reminds me how we were once all so close and all those crazy late night convos about how we wont ever forget each other and then the stark contrast with the state of affairs now; how we all drift apart into our various commitments, and those shanghai memories lie dusty and forgotten. But i guess this is prolly the course of action that life will take eh? One chapter closes, another opens. It's time to move on.

2007-02-23T22:36:00.000+08:00

Falling hopelessly, hopelessly in love with:

... Moon River. I first heard this song in Bad Education 2 days ago, but it's strange how the song sounds so familar to me on my first hearing. And the song stuck since then. i've heard many variants of MoonRiver, but the original one by Audrey Hepburn still captures my heart. Limited vocals and unpolished sound aside, I think it's the raw simplicity and innocence that makes her song outshine others. And it does help that Hepburn has perfect features and the complete dreamy look for this song. Hepburn, an elfin beauty and a true lady! (~swoons) Methinks I shall name my first girl Audrey. :D

Moon River, wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style some day
Oh dreammaker, you heartbreaker
Wherever you're going, I'm going your way

Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbow's end, waiting round the bend
My huckleberry friend, Moon River, and me.

lazing on a friday afternoon:

I love friday afternoons. I love the feeling of doing nothing at all, the feeling of having all the time in the world stretched out in front of me for me to waste. just lazing, sitting, talking with the choir people makes me feel immensely satisfied at the pace of life. tea party with donald, lynnette and job was good, unadulterated fun. The Tea Party wasn't exactly great in terms of culinary expertise, but its second floor was nicely vacant and covered with plush sofas and lovely red cushions and playing coldplay's The Scientist (swoon) ; excellent place for chitchat. It's the first time I've ever sat down and listened to 2 Arts guys talking about bra-burning (hoho job depicting lynnette as the female rights' activist with her bras ablaze. HAHA), Anna Nicole Smith (whose codename is The Breast. omfghaha!), the importance of Bras and how it is a modern necessity (very GP. maybe 72 shall discuss it during karenneo's lesson one day. but i doubt the discussion would be fruitful, considering my class's (lack of) maturity). A very boobilicious conversation, as you can tell and its the guys who started it first. Haven't laughed so much in a long time. Pity the Tea Party was spoilt by some rv bimbo gathering. They made a big ruckus everytime they see another one of their bimbo gang coming up the stairs. Terribly annoying. Thank goodness we left early.

Mute: On thursday, my voice was so bad i cant even talk. The house was very silent that day. It's unnerving.

2007-02-22T12:28:00.000+08:00

Stunning's the word:

One of the best commercials i've seen so far. Turn up the volume and enjoy!

Ambitions: have received the NUS open house letter recently and am coerced into thinking what plans i have for the future. which sadly amounts to nothing. So far, the only subject that i'm confident of securing a decent grade is GP (sidetrack: i've got 6/8 for AQ! omfgomfg. imma *punchesfistintheair* happy. tis a great achievement you know. considering my previous marks borders around 2 ~ok i see those Arts people rolling their eyes. i say, up yours! grrr. ). Math is somewhat dying even though i'm getting tuition. prolly because laoshi lost hope in me after i got into JC (note to self: must not be influenced by others. argh) Econs is something i've always been interested in, but never really scored. pissifying. Bio and Chem sounds like greek to me these days and i forsee dropping either of them in the near future. So with only a good english grade and a interest in econs, i dont think i can go far eh? prolly end up going down the same mass communications road as my brother. oh man.

2007-02-19T19:19:00.000+08:00

The Mentos + Coke Experiment:

251 bottles of coke + 1506 mentos + 2 boliao but ingenious duo = 1 fucking cool video.
(it's so cool i'm swearing so watch it please just freaking watch it!)

CNY: basically a repeat of what happened last year. eating ahdoh's famous noodles, praying to the ancestors, collecting angpow via sign language since i've lost my voice, getting niao-ed by brothers for wearing a dress, taking Gambling 101 lessons from my uncle, being trampled by Amber the dog, mahjonging for 4 hours. One difference tho, this is the first CNY that i have yet to eat mandarin oranges. None. Zero. Gosong! i'm so freaking deprived. bleaaah.

Homework: is piling up ominously at my table top. one day my table will crack under the weight of all those undone tutorials. shall look into them after i'm done with Million Dollar Baby. :D

jumbled ; week thoughts the of

2007-02-17T12:42:00.000+08:00

vday: of roses and chocolates, puppies and surprises, firedrill and cross-country. This vday couldn't have been more bizzare. The vday shopping was hellish though (imagine carrying a watermelon around orchard road. wtf. and i discovered yesterday that orchard road watermelon's cost $2.10 more than the BIGGER shengshiong kind! graah cheated), but it payed off in the end since the presents i received > presents i gave. oh gosh, feeling guilty now, especially since i've only gave my angel and mortal a watermelon and a clock, while they gave me this ultra-huge dog and a puppy as a bonus (whine: why no cats?)! graaah. must do something nice for them.

sick: coughing fits worsen at night. there are times when the cough just cant be stopped, when every breath i take becomes a excruciating choke, when i feel like just dying right there so i won't feel any more pain, and then the cough stops. in the precious seconds that i could breathe, i feel alive again. That is until the next cough robs me of my breath.

cure for a sore throat: met up with the choir peeps at zhexi's house yesterday and i realised my current 'normal' singing voice is LOWER than joe the tenor2 and donald the bass1. omgomgomg. this is very bad. salt + coke / lozenges/chuanbeipipagao/insert random remedy don't seem to be working for me. please, if you have any fast + effective cure to a sore throat, tag it on the tagboard. pretty please! i really dont wanna turn bass. :(

cross-cty: being an official is fun when you have juniors to gossip and lame with. did so many stupid things in one day, ie mass pretend to have leg cramps/toe infection/shin injury whenever the pe teacher needs volunteers, discussing how to steal one canister of milo from the milo van (with the milo van uncle behind us all the while), volunteering to be the 'garbage bag people' so that we can sit around in chairs and talk, holding a "most rubbish in bag" competition (which i think anitapee won cos of her amazing fengshui), ordering pple to throw rubbish into our garbage bags, lining up in threes while holding out the teachers' medals so that teachers have three chances to grab their medal at the finishing point. Oh being an official at the finishing point means that you can see your friends in varying states of dying when they have finally finished the race. not quite something you see often eh?

random: i appreciate subtlety and quiet sincerity. What i do not appreciate is to have my feelings played with in front of others, you understand?

faith: been blog-surfing and i've been seeing things like "i can do ____ because God will be there for me", "because Jesus will heal me" recurring in christian blogger's entries. but i've been thinking, when they are proclaiming their faith in the lord will help them achieve great things, aren't they indirectly placing faith in their own abilities? The point i'm trying to make is that i think that god/lord/jesus is an extended metaphor of yourself and when you believe in god/lord/jesus, you are, in effect, believing in yourself. question: why is it that it is so hard to believe in yourself? Why is it only possible to place faith in yourself in the disguise of another?

dresses: CNY shopping with chrlx only made me face up to the fact that i am ridiculously short, that the dresses of far east are made for 1.65m girlies and i fall 10 cm short of that mark. which then implies that a knee length dress turns into a half-shin length granny garb for me. but i did manage to find a quaint brown and cream flora piece which i am modestly proud of because it does 1) not make me look fat, 2) not make my legs look dwarfish. i just hope i can endure all the niao-ing i'm gonna get from my brothers from wearing a dress to a family gathering for the first time since dage's wedding.

CNY celebrations: for the first time in my life, i'm not looking forward to CNY. Prolly because i'm sick and will potentially sit through all the visiting without eating the pineapple tarts/hae bee hiang/egg rolls/sinful food that will silence my voice forever. Prolly because CNY preparations like springcleaning will inevitably end up into mass quarreling in the house between my parents because they cant see eye to eye on how certain matters are dealt with. Prolly because it would mean eating vegetarian food (i still find 'vegatarian chicken' an oxymoron) for chu yi and believe me, processed tofu wrapped around ice cream sticks aint the nicest tasting thing on earth. Prolly because block test will look a LOT nearer after CNY. (someone just reminded me there's 4 weeks to BT1. which means GG) Prolly because the chinese new year songs in TECHNO are blasting tooloud and too frequently for my liking (reason why i prefer xmas to cny is because of the songs. seriously, nothing creates atmosphere like xmas carols). there are many other reasons that i have not cited yet, but still methinks it's prolly better if i just enjoy this lunarnewyear break while it last because it will be full throttle in the mugging race thereafter.

short fuse: been blowing up a lot at my parents lately. haven't been this insolent before and i am kinda embarrassed at my outburst. i usually converse in mandarin at home but there are times when i feel a whee bit sarcastic and i start spouting english (just like how my mom and dad yell in canto vulgarities when in a quarrel). not a pretty sight to quarrel, but sometimes, the things that they ask are simply ridiculous.

schindler's list: a poignant piece. spielberg was ruthless in exhibiting the atrocities of the Holocaust. the random killings of jews were done quickly and unflinchingly, which reflects the blantant disregard the German armies have towards the Jews. There are several moments that i cant seem to forget. Like how a young German girl screamed "Goodbye Jews! Goodbye Jews!" while throwing stones at the moving throng of middle-aged Jews. Like how Goeth, the featured german commandant, lazily shot at random working jews from the comfort of his own villa. Like how the doctor gave all the hospital patients poison so that at least they could die a peaceful death rather than being massacred by the german soldiers later. Like how the girl in red could walk nonchalantly down the streets of died jews. Like how the Jews were forced to strip down to nothing (thereby losing their dignity as humans who clothe themselves) and coerced into running around the open field so that the german soldiers could inspect them (much like livestock). Like how Oscar Schindler broke down at his inability to save more people when he had already saved over a thousand. Like how the hundreds of schindler's jews clustered around schindler, hugging him and comforting him that he could not have done anymore. Like how at the end of the clip, actors walk hand in hand with the real characters they have portrayed to place a stone of respect on the grave of the real Oscar Schindler. The Nazi Party member who have risked his all to save the very people that his party depise of. But for this, he is honoured and revered above all.

2007-02-15T22:52:00.000+08:00

hello world! meet my son, xianyou! He's cute, non?

2007-02-10T21:26:00.000+08:00

omfg i'm going to be an aunt! my da sao (not kimberly, as hewlett had assumed), the real da sao is currently 2 months pregnant. hoho. am not supposed to spread this but its fairly unlikely that my grandma knows how to operate the computer to come to this site, so yea, i guess the secret is safe here eh?

oh yea, my er ge just proposed to his girlfriend of dunnohowmanyyears. soooo that means there will be a wedding coming soon. hoho. which also implies that i'll very soon be the only child living with my parents. not a pleasant thought really.

an imminent wedding and a niece/nephew in september. it's quite a good start to the new year eh?

Meanwhile, i shall entertain you with

ANOTHER GUZHENG PHOTO

This is the legendary pink hibiscus costume i was speaking of. try to spot me! :D

monday to thursday: in a nutshell

2007-02-08T16:05:00.000+08:00

monday

finally mustered enough courage to propose to lynnchacha. Ever since the love calculator registered a 95% match for me and lynnchacha, i've decided that she IS the one. job the gay cardinal presided over the wedding. half the choir was watching the ceremony and kaixuan the evil president had the cheek to start choir practice midway through our wedding. TSK. insensitive. joel and donald recorded the entire ceremony on their handphones. i hope they dont do anything stupid to the vid. ohmysky.

tuesday

barely a day into our marriage, we have adopted our first son, XianYou. he's unbelievably cute. he's like ziyuan, just more cute and un-evil. but he has problems identifying who's the mom and who's the dad though. tsk. dumb son.

oh yea, this tuesday is the first tuesday in three weeks that i've attended school. am always sick on tues for some unexplainable reasons.

wednesday

2.4 km trail test left me disoriented. sat through gp lesson in screen-saver mode (and it doesn't help when the topic for gp discussion is war, which i know nuts about). had to do CS after ct session and it turned out to be quite exciting cos i made new friends! was assigned to clean classrooms with two guys, shohan and scott. scott was especially interesting cos he had so many stories of trackers to tell. hoho. shohan was the only person in our group that persisted in removing the tabletop graffiti. he tried every single method possible, like the eraser, the detergent and even scrapping off the graffitti using keys. ohmysky. CS is good, it helps you make new friends. everyone should do CS someday. :D

oh yea, another thing about CS is that it forces you to look at every single tabletop vandalism
and they turn out to be pretty fascinating. it tells you about the latest scandal, the suckiest teachers and even random things like "Allah rocks!". totally wtf. there was one particularly captivating drawing of a guy kissing a girl and me&shohan was ooh-ing over the sweetness of it all then scott just had to erase it in one mighty swipe. tsk. unromantic twerp. think it was shohan that said we are repressing creativity if we inhibit vandalism. hmm.

oh oh! 2 days into our marriage, we have adopted a daughter! she's seok hui, an alto and she begged to be included into our family. haha! we tried to adopt hoekit as well, but he refused cos he's 3 days older than me. wth. he's a m'sian scholar by the way, which explains why he is older even tho i'm a j2 and he's a j1.

went home feeling feverish and woke up the next day still feeling feverish. (oh gawd, i type like some mindless doofus)

thursday

changed skin and added a valentine thingy beneath the profile. please click on the valentinr icon and send me a valentine! hoho. i currently have ONE heart (each valentine will be reflected as a heart) and that's pretty sad. :(

s72 girls were just remarking how sad our valentines are cos none of us has got a hot date on the 14th and the weird thing is none of us are horribly hideously or ridiculously flawed whatsoever. we have all come to a conclusion that guys are blind. heh. meanwhile, all 9 girls in 72 are in lonelyhearts club. :(

went to see a chinese medicine doctor for the first time just now and its really cool cos the doctor didnt use any of the fancy western equipment at all. no stethoscope, no nothing. all he did was to place two fingers on my wrist and he could spell out all my illnesses, including some of the things that i never said (ie sore throat). he could even tell that i exercised yesterday! amazing. oh, he said that the flu is getting pretty vicious these days and one of his students died recently because of the common flu. told me not to exercise for 2 weeks or i'll die (somewhere along those lines. i still think its pretty funny how extreme the whole thing is). but the good thing is that i can tell the pe teachers that and skip x-country entirely! whoots. but he couldnt gimme an MC that would stretch that long. oh well, i hope a parent's letter would suffice.

he gave me some medicine which is so complicated to cook that the counter lady had to explain to my mom and i thrice before we could catch the gist of it. (wait, up till now, i still dont understand how to cook it. i do hope my mom does. hoho) it's something to do with boiling the white packet first, then add the big packet (with unknown amount of water) and then add the black backet (with unknown amount of water) and then boil for some time. something like that. oh well, just hope that a little errors here and there wont turn the medicine into poison.

2007-02-04T09:14:00.000+08:00

this week, i realised:

i'm really incapable of comforting people cos i'm terribly frank and i cant lie for nuts. so any attempt at comforting would just make the situation worse and i dont realise it only after the damage is done.

if you dont make your presence felt, no one's really gonna bother to try and include you in anything and by that time, you are as significant as ants on the floor

little things gets me really easily. am sensitive to the little thing that you do (or did not do) and i'm hurt because its those things that speak volumes about you.

i'm starting to like kawaii stuff all over again. declining taste?

donald is a horrible shopping partner. almost almost died shopping with him on friday. thou shalt not shop with a perfectionist.

i'm not as strong, not as vocal about my opinions as i make myself think i am. am ashamed of the way i see things go horribly awry and all i do is to just watch.

i need to get a grip of my life. like seriously. i still dunno what i wanna do after JC. heck, i dont even know what i wanna do in JC.

i cant take care of myself. keep forgetting to eat medicine. how to survive when i move out?

i reaaally reaally need something to hold on and believe in. things that used to keep me going doesnt hold the same significance. i need to find reason in what i'm doing in now before i just go bonkers at the senselessness of everything. no, i'm not going to consider christianity yet.

i need to stop those woe-is-me thoughts.

week 6 isnt going to be any much better than week 5.

2007-01-30T10:25:00.000+08:00

Dear Viruses,

CAN YOU STOP WRECKING MY HEALTH YOU NEH NEH POKS! DO YOU KNOW HOW OBSENCELY DIFFICULT IT IS TO STUDY NATIONAL INCOME OVER SPACE AND TIME AT 3 AM ON A MONDAY MORNING COS THE REST OF THE TIME IN THE WEEKEND WAS SPENT RECUPERATING/CHOIRING? DO YOU KNOW HOW IRRITATING IT IS TO NOT BE ABLE TO CONTROL THE COUGH AND EVERYTIME I COUGH PEOPLE TURN AROUND AND STARE AT ME AND IT FEELS LIKE SARS ALL OVER AGAIN. DO YOU KNOW THAT I CANT TASTE ANYTHING AT ALL BECAUSE MY TASTEBUDS SHUT DOWN WHEN I'M SICK? DO YOU KNOW THAT I CANT BREATHE THROUGH MY NOSE ANYMORE SO I CURRENTLY RESEMBLE SOME SEMI RETARDED INDIVIDUAL COS I LEAVE MY MOUTH OPEN FOR BREATHING? DO YOU KNOW THAT I'VE PAY $35 FOR MY MEDICATION, ONE OF WHICH IS ANTIBIOTICS WHICH IS LIKE 3 TIMES THE SIZE OF AN AVERAGE PILL?

AND YOU, YES YOU STUPID COUGH AND SORETHROAT VIRUSES, YOU THINK YOU VERY FUNNY AH? LAST YEAR YOU TWO MADE ME LOSE MY VOICE TWICE. ONCE BEFORE CNY AND ONCE AFTER SHANGHAI. YOU THINK ITS VERY HILARIOUS TO SEE HOW LOW MY VOICE CAN GO RIGHT? WTH WTH WTH. I HOPE THE MEDICINE KILLS YOU NOW. DIE YOU ALL DIE!

yours truly,
yuntian

2007-01-23T19:02:00.000+08:00

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE FAMILY GUY!

On a sidenote, my social life is GONE. GONE YOU HEAR ME! freak A levels. fwaaaaah.

2007-01-19T20:28:00.000+08:00

i really really miss having friends who genuinely care for you, who can sense that something is wrong with you and come up to you quietly and ask what's wrong, who will stay back with you so that you wont be alone, who will help you out of tricky situations, who will give a random hug, a letter, anything really, who can understand all the random angsty emotion i get at the spur of the moment, who will share dirty little secrets, who can hear me out of my bitching and rantings, who will send me nice long messages on how it was fun being together with me, who will go the extra mile to make you happy, make you smile and make you feel that perhaps life aint that bad after all.

pffft.
i really really really dunno who are my genuine friends and who are my acquitances anymore. everything's blurring into a huge mess and all i do about it is to just watch on as an outsider. watching my destruction on slow motion.

2007-01-13T20:24:00.000+08:00

from left: donald, jason (fake rv! of all schools.), lynnchacha, yuhan the SL, me, kimbobo, jobang

CAMPFIRE! whoots. there was this mad frenzy among the j2s to wear secondary school uni and an even madder frenzy to exchange the uniforms. Cedar uni is still universally recognised as the coolest uniform (DUH).

I got changed into SC pe uni in the end because 1) i dont like nanyang's hongzhi, 2) yuhan thinks my hair is inappropriate for the innocent MGS uniform, 3) job doesnt want to lend me his chinese high one, 4) donald/jason also diedie wont change out of their rv, 5) joel offered to strip out of his rv uni but he was going to do it in the middle of the class benches, omg the shame to be associated with him. Yea, so in the end, i had to settle with a SC uni, which lynnette says that it makes me look like some SCGS netballer. Compliment, non?

from left: lilin (only sop), lynnchacha, me, yuhan, kim, kaii (altoooo poweRR!)

Speaking of which, everyone's being telling me i look like i'm from sports cca, i'm from oac, yada yada, but the truth is, I am not! Am having problems with even passing my standing broad jump (i cant jump the length of my height) and i'm like the last few girls in my class to finish 2.4km (but then again, my class girls average 2.4km speed is less than 12 minutes and that is seriously imba). Sigh. And pple get a shock when I tell them my secondary cca is Guzheng Ensemble. Their reaction is as follows:

1. Gasp
2. Eyes open big big.
3. Respond with "HAHAHAHAHAHA", "you serious ah", "talk cock la must be", "eh not funny lor", "you think i stupid is it?", "did your guzheng get certificate of participation for SYF", "riiiiiiiiigggght", etc etc

After which, i have to persuade them to believe me that i am REALLY from guzheng and we won Gold for SYF and I was sitting in the centre front for SYF. But they still dont believe. But when i bluff them, saying I was from NCC, they believe. Tsk. Maybe i should just stick with the NCC story. Save myself the trouble.

Anyway, here's a picture of Cedar Guzheng for the skeptical. It was taken in Sec 3 i think. (ohmygod my HAIR) If you look really closely, you can see those fake nails on our fingers.

Yup, I hope you havent been stunned tio by the fugliness of our costume. This is in fact quite nice already as compared to the one my batch wore for SYF. It was PINK and had RUFFLES on them. Make us look like hibiscus. zomg. It's so gross that I dont even have a picture of that in my comp.

Alright, random pictures time because i'm running out of things to say. the following pic was taken during campfire too! Stupid junquan bluff me say dont wanna wear rv uni and look what happened in the end. Another rv guy, donald said the same thing and turned up in white shorts too. So the moral of the story is dont believe rv guys. tsk.

And my favourite picture of the day! The choir salutes you! HAHA. One thing i love about choir is that we are all very weird pple that strike weird poses and we have a weird chorister/photographer Zhongwei, who just cant get enough of us doing weird poses. Hehe.

[edit]
just found the inspiration behind athena's item! its waaaaay funnier than the athena version.

POOF. Goodbye world!

2007-01-09T21:53:00.000+08:00

Let's see. It's barely 10 days into 2007 and I have:

-been late for school thrice thanks to the infamous Bukit Timah Jam. Stupid, spoilt kids that need their parents to drive them around. (oooh mr khaikhai just sent me a goodnight message telling me he dont wanna see me late again. how thoughtful)

-been sleeping irregularly (ie, piaing GP til 5am this morning and then rest for 1.5 hours before returning to school in zombiefied state)

-just failed the bio lecture test. I can feel it. Am going to fail the math one this friday if this goes on.

-been eating irregularly. i binge twice in school and skip dinner entirely. notgoodnotgood.

-have copied someone else's tutorial. ohman, my resolve to do tutorials by myself is gone!

-scream in the central plaza cos i saw some idiot nehnehpoks doing the dance thing. jsdlgkal;dkg;l

-read Blink and 1/3 of Kafka on the Shore.

-am halfway through writing the local CIP proposal that i'm suppose to send to Elaine 2hours 15minutes ago. >___< (ah yes, for those who dont know, we are doing a MATH TRAIL with the marymount primary school kids! everything is not confirmed yet cos we havent even mailed the primary school yet. zomg. just pray that the proposal and all will breeze through. )

A great start to the A levels year eh?
Methinks i need to go on Time Management 101 to piece my life back together.

Oh well, a random picture to a random end!

here's 72 girlies trying to look human with dom's fake-cheapo-mosquitoeyes shades! okok i'm not condemning your taste la dom, just trying to describe it truthfully. Heh. Thanks a lot though!

2007-01-06T21:48:00.000+08:00

2006-12-28T14:32:00.000+08:00

2006-12-22T14:01:00.000+08:00

Am on a hiatus.
Fill my stockings below if you please! :D
Have yourself a merry little christmas, my friends. Adieu.

[edit] stockings removed due to disturbing content[/edit]

2006-12-20T00:46:00.000+08:00

tiann says:
SHOOT YOU AH

jenn says:
okay come.

tiann says:
BANG BANG BANG BANG

jenn says:
*ducks for cover*

tiann says:
there is no cover nehnehepok

jenn says:
GOT!!

jenn says:
i use umbrella

tiann says:
I SAY DONT HAVE

jenn says:
I SAY HAVE.

jenn says:
my umbrella super ONE okay.

tiann says:
BULLET CAN PASS THRU UMBRELLA LA NEHNEHPOK

jenn says:
SUPER umbrella,

tiann says:
MY BULLET ALSO SUPER ONE LOR

jenn says:
never hear before meh?

jenn says:
i wear wonder bra to protect

tiann says:
AHAHHAHAHAHAHA

tiann says:
OMG

jenn says:
HAHHA

tiann says:
YOUR WONDERBRA CAN DEFLECT BULLETS?

jenn says:
can deflect back to u

jenn says:
then u DIE

jenn says:
cos u nvr wear wonderbra.

jenn says:
dingdingding

jenn says:
jennifer wins this round

tiann says:
i wear ULTRA BRA

jenn says:
i wear GODDESSBRA.

tiann says:
can deflect bullets and SHOOT bullets as well

jenn says:
-stops and imagines-

jenn says:
FREAKAZOID?!

jenn says:
eee.

tiann says:
THERE MY ULTRABRA BULLET HIT YOU

tiann says:
MUHAHHAHAHA

jenn says:
my wonderbra deflect la.

tiann says:
WONDERBRA NOT AS POWER AS ULTRABRA

jenn says:
but can still deflect.

tiann says:
THEREFORE ULTRABRA BULLET PASS THRU WONDERBRA

jenn says:
i have.......

jenn says:
WONDERBREASTS :X

tiann says:
so what. flesh is nothing compared to steel

jenn says:
wonderbreasts made of alloys of ALL metals.

jenn says:
bullets cannot pass through

tiann says:
-STARES-

tiann says:
ZOMG

jenn says:
MUAHAHAAHA

2006-12-18T23:47:00.000+08:00

Ah. busybusybusy. I apologize for not putting up the meme yet. Kinda regretted doing the meme in the first place cos i realised i cant really nail down an answer to some of the questions (ie, the animal you remind me of. some pple just reminds me of, well, humans). Anyway, was talking to tammy the airhead just now. gosh i miss her and her random stupid remarks.

By the way, Kai my fabian was chipped on the right corner, went into comatose state 4 times and had to be sent to the nokia care centre twice. Dont you dare try the steal the title of the Queen of the Accursed from me.

anyway here's a short excerpt.

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
oh dom said she bought shades for all of us

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
haha. nice dom dom

tiann says:
is it chanel?

tiann says:
then i can like resell it on ebay.whoots

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
LOL. fake ones lahhh

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
eh maybe they'll be real

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
who knowss. dom dom is loaded

tiann says:
verily

tiann says:
you know how to differentiate genuine and fakes?

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
erm i have nv actually seen a genuine one b4

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
so i wouldnt know

tiann says:
ask dom to bring her real ones

tiann says:
then put next to the fakes

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
lolllll YA

tiann says:
then at the end of the day

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
helloooo i think she'll be able to differentiate lorr

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
of all peopleee

tiann says:
NO

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
dom who owns 98309283 pairs of sunnies would be able to tell

tiann says:
she doesnt even know that her pots got 24 carat gold on them

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
LOLL

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
and you knew!?!?

tiann says:
ITS WRITTEN ON THE POT

tiann says:
LIKE IN ENGLISH

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
LOLLL

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
OKAYYY

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
sigh dom

tiann says:
you see. so it might be possible we steal the real thing

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
hmmm but right

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
i think the maid will know

tiann says:
the shades i mean

tiann says:
who steal pots you nehnehpok

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
HAHAHAHA

tammy; like a shoebox of photographs, with sepiatone loving says:
OMG I FEEL QUITE DUMB

2006-12-15T16:51:00.000+08:00

"Now the carollers are singing~"
from left, first row: sarah, xinyi, yuhan, miss ng, kaii, miaoqin. second row, sera, zoe, me, mel, cheryl. third row: zhexi, jason, joel, zhikang.

Havent been updating lately because I've been too zonked out by the combination of choir practices, tuition and various other energy-consuming activities ie ocip mass convos. Anyway, carolling at changi airport was fun! If only they didnt alternate the carolling sessions between terminal one and terminal two (read: we had to shuffle between the two terminals during our miserly 30 minutes break). But oh well, its quite an experience to be singing in wide open spaces with minimal acoustics and little kids running amok. There was one session when we had to compete against the noise of a freaking WATERFALL.

oh yes, my courtshoes, those darling black heels that I wore since sec two finally died on the day of changi carolling. I was just talking to kaixuan and then i lurged and tada, the right heel came off. But I could still stand properly (not one leg one leg down due to absence of the rigth heel) because there was a metal strip on the right courtshoe itself that held the courtshoe up. Alas, even that metal strip come out and during the second last carol nonetheless so I had to tiptoe on the right foot for the rest of the carol.

Well, the picture says all. Jason, in his attempt to break the other heel off only managed to FOLD the entire shoe into half. He says its because he is too strong. -___- nehnehpok. Oh yea, I nearly destroyed one of the airports decorations. My bag caught onto the wings of an angel and it kinda pulled the wings away from its original position such that the wings are underneath her armpits instead of spreading out gracefully behind her back. Oops. Methinks I am a hazard to my surroundings.

Speaking of which, my brother is also a walking disaster. Like streetlamps starts flickering when he walks past them, things starts dropping etc. But i'm prolly worse cos there was once I went the hougang mall to study and the entire place blacked out TWO TIMES when I was there. zZz. The world hates me.

Anyway, here's another excerpt i've ripped off. I'll be doing the meme by the end of this week i guess. It's quite difficult to answer some of the questions to certain people. hmm.

"If there are easily 50 million people who are nice, kind, sweet, thoughtful etc, then why do you love who you do? What inimitable or rare trait does he or she possess to make him/her one of a kind - the sui generis in a sea of mediocre replicas?

What makes him or her the superhero you see? What is that elusive quality that 50 million people are missing?

Is it the memories you share? The time you spend together, the interests you have in common, or simply the unique blend of traits which makes up an individual that complements yours perfectly.

I suppose this is one of those things which aren't meant to be questioned simply because there aren't answers - logical ones at least. One of those things you cannot put in a box and slap a definition or price tag on, because then it instantly becomes worthless and meaningless. But I'm curious anyway."

2006-12-13T12:42:00.000+08:00

Ripped off the following from a senior's blog. The excerpt contains whatever that i wanna say.

"So, the A's have come and gone. People too, are starting to slip away. I can feel my social circle shrinking. But then again, all this is inevitable considering the looming 2-year withdrawal from society that all guys have to go through; people will gravitate towards individuals whom they value. Periods like these, when time becomes a scarce commodity, are highly revealing of- to put it bluntly- who really matters, and who matters less, I suppose. I too am guilty of such selective interaction.

Well, I was just thinking- yes, relationships are bi-directional, but if it lacks even a unidirectional flow, reciprocation is unlikely to happen. The relationship will inexorably collapse because both sides let it happen. As such, I feel highly disturbed when individuals attribute relationship failures solely to the inactivity of others' without considering the possibility of proactivity on their part- which has been happening quite often of late.

Still, I'm thankful for the few i've managed to establish comfortable relationships with over the years. Someone once likened friendship to electrons- edmund blogged about this before- where an equilibrium distance has to be established between friends, where attractive and repulsive forces equalise. I find that very true; perhaps it was that thought which helped me delineate the boundary between being close and being 'cling-y', better. "

And by the way, the meme below is still on, so if you tag on my tagboard now I'll include you in the meme.

A Meme !

2006-12-11T09:24:00.000+08:00

If you tag on my tagboard

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. You must post this thing on your blog.

random musings

2006-12-10T06:30:00.000+08:00

I love the OCIP people. I really do. It's the only thing other than choir that I feel attached to in Hwachong. Going for the trip seems like a mistake at first since there's a choir trip held concurrently but in the end it's like an equivalent exchange. You lose one, you gain one. I've lost the opportunity to bond with the choir during the penang trip, the chance to learn more about music from the penang experience, but then again, I met another 24 people on the Shanghai trip, each one a gem and unique in their own way and somehow, in the 10 days in Shanghai, we bonded. We transformed a great deal from a bunch of strangers to a family of 25.

But i am afraid that as the time pass and as our commitments pile up, will we forget each other? Will our "hi"s and "bye"s cease as we grow uncomfortable with each other's presence when we gradually stop to communicate? Things change. Sooner or later, our schedule will be packed up and those little things like MSN mass convo that has kept us remembering one another will fade into non-existence. Sooner or later, there will be events in our lives that are more important than the OCIP Shanghai, which will then be once upon a december, no more than just a lingering memory. Will OCIP Shanghai then be no more than just a forgotten toy in a child's playroom, the toy being a memory and the playroom the mind?

Throughout the first half of this year, I've been missing Cedar immensely, deeply and so much that it hurts to be staying in Hwachong. I kept enclosing myself in a happy bubble of cedarian memories and so immersed was I in the past that I become detached from the present. It took me so long to come to a sinking realisation that everyone else have moved on. And all the while I've been clinging on to the past like catching wisps of smoke from the end of the burning joss-stick. It is there, but like the wind, you can never contain it.

I don't want OCIP Shanghai to turn out to be another Cedar for me.

The human mind is nothing but a conflicting one and mine is no exception. I want to remember those Shanghai nights, but then again, I dont want to be so consumed by the memories that i let those yesterdays to use up my todays. To strike a delicate balance between this is difficult and I don't know how.

TURN ON YOUR SPEAKERS PEOPLE

2006-12-09T21:37:00.000+08:00

Cinema Paradiso.
Listen and let the music overwhelm you.
(ignore the footage.)

(and here's the english translation. the song's in italian.)

If you were in my eyes for one day
You could see the full beauty of the joy
I find in your eyes
And it isn’t magic or loyalty

If you were in my heart for a day
You would have an idea
Of what I feel
When you hold me strongly to you
Heart to heart,
Breathing together

Protagonist of your love
I don’t know if it’s magic or loyalty

If you were in my soul for a day
You would know what is inside me
That I fell in love
At that instant, together with you
And what I sense
It’s only love.

Another ZOMG!

2006-12-08T16:37:00.000+08:00

2006-12-08T11:33:00.000+08:00

Local Comm! Jiawei + spiked hair + tiptoe = slightly taller than MaoDun. that's seriously damn sad

Shit my posts are seriously lagging. This is actually an update for wednesday.

So wednesday commenced with a failed Local CIP comm meeting. Everyone was digressing left right and centre but oh well, at least we met up. 100% attendance leh! Zai or not? We have decided to do some kinda performance at Queen's organisation for kids-with-spoilt-muscles-so- they-have-to-go-around-in-wheelchair during the first week of January. Yea. So after 4 hours that's all we came out with. [sarcasm] Very productive. we should have more of such sessions [/sarcasm] Yea, but its still nice to meet up with everyone. Very heartwarming.

Then there's the choir chalet after that. It's one of the weirdest chalet I've been too cos Miss Lim started conducting carols DURING the chalet! Like zomg, combined during chalet is spoiling the chalet spirit la. but it was quite fun. The seniors were there too and somehow everyone's saying the same thing to me, ie "wah, your voice so low", "sound like man", "you can hit b flat?". Sian. Must get back voice (this is the nth time i said that).

The chalet itself was humongous. There's like 5 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, a kitchen, a living room, pingpong tables, TV, 2 sofa, etc etc and it cost $220 per night. Not bad eh? Next time if OCIP wants a chalet we can book there. Everyone pay less than $10 bucks or something.

The skit was great and me being the zai photographer managed to take some really scandalous shots of ahem and ahem. Shall post them on the choir yahoogroups soon. Will photoshop some stuff in them to er glam up those scandalous photos. HEH HEH.

Oh someone brought the Boyfriend (who is a non chorister) to the chalet and then when they were sweet-talking outside the chalet door, the choir was singing "Can't you feel the loOOoooOvEEEee tonight~". Hilarious. That someone then flung open the door and called all of us lightbulbs.

Ok random pictures!
The tenor and bass are seriously bored. Playing 2-~~man~~ gay bridge among themselves.

So the Hwachong's smartest mind decided to put a block of ice into the dispenser to cool the cordial. And viola, we realised that the dimensions of the ice is bigger than the opening. And then some smart ass just had to remind us that we could have unscrewed the cover and get ourselves a bigger opening >________<

Food! Glorious food! Best chalet food I've had cos its not BBQ-ed. FINALLY!

Charlie's Angels. Job manages to look gay and eunuch-y in any photo i take with him. Joel just looks, orange. yea. :D

2006-12-05T20:50:00.000+08:00

THREE is a combined performance from the Gaia Philharmonic Choir (Japan), Ateneo Chamber Singers (Philippines) and SYC Ensemble Singers (Singapore).

Needless to say, the Singapore Choir got PWNED by the philippinos and japanese. Guess it's in our blood to be more mechanical and robotic (read: BORING). The Japanese have this wild streak in them. Like look at their conductor, Ko Matsushita! He composes really eccentric songs, speaks english with an accent so strong i thought he was speaking jap all along (that is until cheryl chang translated to me what he said) and he conducts the choir as if he's waltzing on stage. Yes and his choir aint that sane either. There's this sop that would sing eyes close and back arched as if she's some karaoke superstar; and there's this tenor that sings with his knees perpetually bent 45 degrees! Weirdos. But they were very entertaining! (and there was a hot jap bass! got cool hair. swoons) And the songs (all composed by Ko Mat himself) are beautiful. Especially the sad sad love song that got the Alto and Bass solo at the beginning. Yea and their Shinjiryuu pwns our noob version a million times over. Totally. Rocking.

The choir that impressed me the most however, is the Philippinos. The way they sing can put all other choirs to shame. It's like Miss Lim always talks about a free sound, having a voice that fills the room, an uno voce in a choir, a voice with intensity, with passion, with fire. I haven't really gotten a clue about how that is suppose to actually sound like until I heard the Philippine Choir. They are, and i quote Sarah, "IMBA! IMBAAA! SERIOUSLY IMBAAA!". Yea, all their songs were amazing! they've got the power, the spirit, the perfect crescendo, the vibe (insert more praises). My hair was standing throughout the whole of the last song, esp at the part where they went "Amen, Aaaamen, AaaaaaaaaMEEENNN!". The whole crowd went mad when they ended! zomg. it was so exhilarating! Yes there's Alto Powerhouse during "You raised me up". Her voice is ZOMG. It's low, rich, but not dark. ringing even. I never thought that a voice could be that touching, that emotional until i heard her and it took my breath away. Am very very very inspired to be a better alto. Aaah comeback voice comeback so that i can stop singing at tenor/bass range. grr.

[edit] from this point onwards, mozilla decided to be an asshole and closed my window before i could publish my entry. shit you. grrr! [/edit]

At the end of the concert, the 3 conductors held each other together in a tight embrace and so did some random choristers. Such a world-peace moment. Awww.

Had a ~~failed~~ TCSS (aka talkcocksingsong) session at the seaside of Esplanade. Someone bought a keyboard and so we started combining songs for Desperado, Yesterday, random carols, credo, etc etc. Oh it was so dark that i mistook a tennis ball for a xiaoqiang .___.

random pictures!
This picture is the ultimate proof that jobang is gay. Or is an ahkua. Or both. Why? Cos in this picture, i'm supposed to be the guy and him the girl and since he succeeded more in terms of imitating the gentler sex than I am of the musculine one, I hereby declare Jobang an ahkua GAY. :D

Hewlett! Yet another gay that the bass section has produced. His (forgot which one. is it left?) eye kept twitching. and twitching. and twitching. But unlike his seniors, he is actually kind, helpful and gentlemanly, so there's hope for him. :D

Tammy the pretty! Couldn't really recognise her at City Hall link until she started jumping and waving wildly. Mad as usual. tsk. Evil woman got the j2's after prom party tickets at DXO. How cool is that. And the coolest thing is she can go party party party and still be so good in everything. Jealous.

ZOMG!

2006-12-04T17:02:00.000+08:00

You are The Devil

Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession

The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.

Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

2006-12-03T17:47:00.000+08:00

Medicine's my new best friend!

I have underestimated ze cough. It is more vile than I thought, keeping me awake in ungodly hours, preventing me from speaking a complete sentence and making my throat go all hoarse and sore, hence creating the illusion that my voice is breaking. Pfft.

And so to counter the Evil Affliction, I popped by Mustafa to get the above medicine! The bottle on the left is actually poison! (or so it says on the box) yea so if one day i cant take all the shit in this life, i can (heh heh) turn to this. But I dont think I will la, cos this medicine tastes gross and looks like pee. If i wanna commit suicide, i'll rather take pills or something. At least it's tasteless.

Oh yesterday's ocip mass convo was exciting! Bachelorette, Bachelor, jhm, prince and princess, royal family wedding, nehs, fate and other whatnots. Havent had so much fine in a msn mass convo for a long loong time. :D

Medicine's making me drowsy real quick. gonna catch up with 40 winks now. GOODBYE

Chronicles of Chinatown!

2006-12-02T19:12:00.000+08:00

Yet another day with Chrlx. Today's supposed to be a BACY meetup but Bee is bee-sy (heh no pun intended) with her filming and Annaling got a headache arguing with Jonathan about Dawin's Theory til 3am in the morning. ( -.- ).

But it's alright! Cheryl and I had lotsa fun exploring/touring around Chinatown. Found the coveted funky place that i heard so much about. If you are looking for retro stuff or clothes from hongkong/korea, then People's Park Complex is the place for you! It's like the retrofied version of Far East Plaza.

People's Park is this revamped 3 storeys building that is brimming with surprises! There's so many many many many retro stuff there, its like walking into a 70s shopping mall! Loud stripes, multicolour polkadots, big buttons, fat belts, you name it, they have it. They also have a fair share of DIY bead shops (there's one that sells lace and cheong sam buttons. freaking cool), bag shops (all big fat bags. no town bags), shoe shops, fabric shops, bra shops, etc etc etc. Oh they have 2 shops that are some kinda warehouse for earrings, hairpins, necklaces and other accessories. Freaking cool! Almost went mad there but had to resist cos i got a lot of those already. Yup, got myself a reaally nice and retro black&white dress for $25! which is a steal. :D Cheryl got her this super chio pair of brown pants and gold belt. NICE.

Heh. Stupid spelling blunders. Or is it on purpose? hmm.

Yea, the cool thing about People's Park is that there's great food downstairs! So that makes shopping at People's Park even more enjoyable than let's say shopping at Far East. Far east only got like chippy's taiwan shiling, yakun kaya toast, random errxin fastfood places whereas People's park have authentic Singaporean delights at level 1! Like this absolutely heavenly yongtaufoo! It's so good that there's a queue of 50 people waiting outside the store even before it opened. And the yongtaufoo is seriously good. Every yongtaufoo is freshly made and you can taste the twangy-ness of the fishball, the softness of the taufoo, the sweetness of the clear broth. And their chilli/sweet sauce totally kick ass! The best thing is, after I ate the yongtaufoo, i got my normal speaking voice again! How amazing right! But it only lasted for 3 minutes and then voice revert to low manly voice. :(

ORANGE BOWL! rmb there's two yongtaufoo stores in people's park. one green bowl, one orange bowl. never ever go for the green bowl. eat the authentic orange bowl! $3 only. you wont regret it! it's one of the rare pleasures that money CAN buy.

After combing the entire people's park, we went for an Ahballing treat! heh. Ginger soup with ahballing totally rocks. helps soothe throat, clears nose, etc etc.

Bling bling makes your eyes blink! The pendants here cost $5.90 each and I almost drove Cheryl nuts by asking her if i should get a blue/yellow/white key a million times before (and after) i made the purchase.

Anyway, who says Chinatown is a boring place? (glares at cheryl) Go people's park for ultimate fun :D

2006-12-02T05:21:00.000+08:00

Random Picture #1: The Famous Amos cake that my class gave me at the end of the choir performance! Come to think of it, it's the first cake i have entirely for myself in a looong looong time. I usually only get a slice. >.< And my family don't have a habit of buying cakes. They buy roasted chicken. :9

When it's 5.27am in the morning and there's nothing to do, i tend to do stupid things. Like this quiz. :D

#1. Are you a chinese or english freako?
I've always been an english person, despite growing up in a entirely chinese environment (both my parents are chinese educated; my mom owns a chinese tuition centre and is an active advocate for promoting chinese. we watch chinese news everyday and we only order LianHeZaoBao). I guess it was prolly due to too much chinese and then i freaked and sought refuge in english. Backlash la.

#2. If time is going to stop; what would you possibly do for that time?
go on another OCIP with the shanghai people. :D have another round of skirt + heels shopping with BACY. study in cedar (even if its just for one day) all over again.

#3. Prefer a playpool or playground?
playpool as in play pool or what? Anyway, either is ok as long as there's good company to lame around with.

#4. Do you usually gossip others; or being gossiped?
heh. gossip others la! It's a girl thing. And wxy brings out a good point, how the hell would i know i'm being gossipped at?

#5. Do you like simple or complicated stuff?
A mix of both? Cos I do like complex stuff, which gives things "layers" that i can unfold and explore and it sets me in thinking mode. Think its Adam Khoo that said "its always better to be confused" cos when you are confused -> you work your brain into understanding -> you learn. But sometimes, i just go braindead and that's when simple stuff starts to look appealing. heh.

#6. Do you tackle numbers better; or alphabets?
Numbers. that is if i have my GC with me. I dont think i'm that pro in english, especially when there's siaokias like dom around.

#7. What makes you pissed off?
That depends on my mood. once the pms mode sets in, ANYTHING can piss me off.

#8. How's your childhood?
I cant remember anything before the age of 10. I'm serious.

#9. Do you have inspiration without perspiration?
Aah yes. sometimes. By the way, isn't inspiration something spontaneous, and not something that is cultivated?

#10. Do you think 24hours is too long, short or just okay?
i think it's just fine. it's how you handle it.

#11. Would you judge people by their appearance?
Heh. Being a shallow, superficial 17 year old, i do take people's appearance seriously. But the speaking voice is also another factor that i use to judge a person. You can tell a lot from the voice alone.

#12. What is attractive in your eyes?
Serious people.

#13. Do you like day or night, explain why?
Night. I'm nocturnal. I do most of my stuff in the wee hours of the morning.

#14. Do you treasure stuffs that you own, or have insatiable desires?
more of insatiable desires. it all fits with the central problem of economics. humans have unlimited wants, therefore me, being human, have insatiable desires. alright, i'm guilty. :X

#15. If your computer hanged up; with a long long document not being saved; how would you react?
Swear. and swear again.

#16. Do you believe in miracles? Or was it longed predestined?
i will believe in miracles if there is nothing else to hold on to.

#17. Do you often tend to forget the past; or trying hard to do so?
hahaha, my mind works in such a way that there's a mental void about the unhappy memories.

#18. In your mind, why colours are out there?
so that artists can exploit them in their paintings.

#19. Have you ever pitied those who are real pitiful; and shed tears for them; etc?
never did shed tears for them. but if you think closely, those who are in pitiable conditions dont think themselves as pitiful (ie, kids in tsunami regions could still swim and play around in bathtubs while the rest of the world laments the tragedy that has struck their country) whereas those that are in un-pitiable onditions think themselves deplorable (ie, kids in singapore killing themselves over failed courting attempts. wth. there's more to life than that)

#20. Describe yourself as in attitude?
erm. someone said i am very cedar. go figure.

#21. Do you suddenly lose the grasp of hope to survive as yet?
No.

#22. Give 3 advantages when you get to live?
to learn, to love, to live. zomg, this is getting cheesy.

#23. What is your ambition in life?
truth to be told, i have no ambition. YET. i am trying to find my calling ok!

#24. Do you believe in horoscope etc?
i read but i dont believe. it's quite cool to know that some people would leave their fates to the stars. heh.

#25. Describe music in your life.
music is equivalent to the air i breathe.

#26. Which country would you like to go; when you can afford it?
JAPAN! HOKKAIDO! all those JapanHour got me into japan-fever!

#27. What do you think blogging is about?
it's like friendster. it links me to the lives of others and vice versa. Just that i cant delete people from reading my blog.

#28. What kind of style are you trying to get hold of?
one that i can call my own. and one that others will reciprocate.

#29. When you fail a test, how will you react?
ahaha. failing is somewhat a normalcy for me now. but i still get angsty and stuff.

#30. Pass this to 8 friends; for them to get it done.
Not passing to anyone. I am nice.

2006-12-01T19:16:00.000+08:00

~~Guys~~ Gays of OCIP Shanghai! I really liked this pic cos it captured the very essence of gayness in the guys. Like, look at johnny and kaiern! they are holding hands (SCANDALOUS!), jiawei's grabbing junquan's ~~boobs~~ ~~nehs~~ chest, chunkang and his failed attempt at breakdancing, maodun and his pull-up stance. Only lg and mingren look normal. heh.

Back to today! Finally went back for choir. And was niao-ed furiously for my voice. Ze voice has sunken to yet a new low and is even lower than some of the choir guys. Lynnchacha helped me check my range and I found out that my lowest note now is a Low D! Now how cool is that. even zk cant do it. heh. I never realised i sound that bad until I heard the altos sing and its like i sing an (or two) octave lower than them for every single part. Ji sad. Come back voice come back!

And now rewind to Shanghai days.

Whoever said that Shanghai is a shopping heaven? Let me, ze one who has been there and back tell you ze sad truth. It is all a great scam! Acessories-wise, there's nothing, unless you count the JADE NECKLACES. Pity they closed the Xian Yang Shi Chang (which is some really really massive flea market of pirated/fake stuff). Poor Shanghainese must have lost themselves quite a crowd of shoppers.

yup, so after 10days in the rumoured-shopping-paradise, this is all i got. :(

A furcoat (cost me SGD13 i think), a cap, Rock&Republic jeans (was dumb enough to only buy one pair. grr), my first ever ZARA top, MaoZeDong shirt, Paul Frank Slippers and Mickey Mouse shoes (which i dumbly wore them on the day we had to go farming in the freaking muddy fields! oh my heart my heart).

Random MaoZeDong memorabila! Methinks this political figure is a cool icon. I mean, which fat old men can have his face printed on shirts and bags and still look appealing enough for people to carry it around? heh. :D

If there is ONE thing that you should buy in Shanghai, it gotta be the music CDs. It's freaking cheap. AND ORIGINAL. For example, an original Beatle's compilation costs you 58yuan (about SGD12) whereas in Singapore, you cant get the same thing for any price lower than SGD30. And things get even better if you are into Chinese music cos everything there is like the latest (hello, it's china afterall.) and cheapest! Pity i'm an english person so the stuff i bought are like retro classics like Beatles, queen and NKC. heh.

Am about done with the movies. Should have bought more! Damnit, should have bought that One Piece package there and then. ahh regrets regrets.

2006-11-30T20:00:00.000+08:00

(mugging at Nat'l Lib's Han's. Me and Cheryl showing off her red braces. which is sadly unnoticeable)

Just came back from my first holiday mugging session with chrlx dearest! She's still as random as ever (ie "how come the pad advertisment always use blue water on the pad ah? why not green water, or purple water?" asked a very observant and perverse cheryl. zomg. how to answer?!). Yeah, it was moderately productive cos I finally looked at my bio lipids notes for the first time since the end of promos. yup, finished a bit of math tuition, got stuck on cheryl's VERY simple integration that got both of us in a screaming frenzy when we finally realised how to work it out. yea, it's good to be back on mugging mode cos heh, my results aint that fantastic. need to work like quadraply hard to fill in those blank tutorials. whoops.

Oh met some random 70 guy (whom i forgot his name. whoops) on the walk to the bus stop and he is JI evil! this is what he said:

me: "eh hello! you are that aljunied guy right!"

random 70 guy: "ah yes, you are that cedar girl right! you second puberty ah? voice breaking liao."

Waah. stabs self in a corner. People have always been tactful about how i sound right now, but that was like ultimate frontstab. (Oh i just remembered Kiku called me Ah Kua during tuition cos of my voice. nehnehpok. this world is filled with evil, insensitive, uncaring people. :( ). Shit there's choir from 9-5 tomorrow and I still sound like Nat King Cole when i sing. DIES. Come back falsetto come back!

ok some random pictures. The next 3 pictures chronicles my Quest to sort out the ungodly stack of notes residing on the top of my table since the end of promos.

And so you see the stack of notes spanned out on my bed in its full glory. And that wasnt even the whole stack. Yet. Brilliant. Ziyuan's pig decided to camwhore as well, so its here in this shot.

Then it came to the point where even the bed is not big enough for those papers, so they kinda like swarmed onto the floor as well. Part of the floor paper contingent is from The Cupboard. The papers just spilled out when I opened the Cupboard. Oops.

Alas, at an ungodly 3am in the morning, I manage to conquer ze evilnehnehpok papers and confine them within the tight grasps of my trusty files from cedar days. :D If you look real closely, bio took up 3 freaking files whereas other subjects average around 2 files each. See! that's the proof of hwachong bio power!

Ahahah! Random OCIP pic. It was taken during our R&R days and some smart person (come to think of it, i think it is myself >.< ) said come let's take a jumping picture! And so we jumped and jumped, but there was always someone lagging. :( GOMENASAI! i got slow reaction. Always jump a second later than others one. But this pic is still cute la! Right right right!

Ahahha. goodnight world!

2006-11-28T22:21:00.000+08:00

For Jiahao: This is the ONLY Team A photo I koped off from Friendster. Dunno where the one with our mural went. Most prob with Mr Lee who has 3000 of our photos! hahaha!

ohsix72 at Shanghai Airport! This is the ONLY class photo because we had so much trouble finding everyone to pose for one shot. Ahahaha. Ji NICE. i never realised i was that short. :( Sian la, vertically challenged. Grrr.

Random Pic: SHULIN! I dont think you ever read my blog, but still, I've just realised that I miss you a lot, especially after seeing you just now. I miss chatting with you, especially like last year, we will talk and talk and talk into the night. i remember not liking you when we were all in the guzheng comm initially, because you struck me as bossy, hard-to-talk-to, etc. Yeah, but time changes everything! you are one of the rare few people that I turn to when I want to talk about something serious. Shows the level of trust I have in you ok. I'm glad to have you in my life, so please dont disappear! Let's meet up for makan real soon! Oh I wanna see your ugly hamster! Hahaa. Oh yea, elaborate on your 2 scandals leh. Hoho. scandalicious woman la you. Even I am not that lucky. :D

2006-11-28T03:36:00.000+08:00

At Yucai School: (clockwise from left) Me, Qianlei, XINYI, gwen, wensi, elaine, joanne, random teacher, mingren, ji cute kid that dyed hair, johnny, another ji cute kid, lg.

Aah. Stupid coughing fit left me awake at this ungodly 3.40am in the morning. Laoshi said that I've got my cough because I screamed too much in Shanghai, and in the process in doing so, I inhaled the cold Shanghai air into my lungs and now it refuses to get out, hence the cough. He also ~~cursed~~ said that it will take a looooong time to recover cos that was what happened to his parents or something. Ji evil. I must get rid of the cough and get back my voice. It cost me the opportunity of going for the SAJC choir workshop. SAJC leh! So freaking near cedar. I wanna go la, but melloh the super-scary-but-kind-student-conductor (heh) say cannot, must get back voice by 1 dec. Devastated.

On a side note, the cough medicine tastes REALLY good! And it's hot pink, which reminds me of owner, which also reminds me we have a BACY date coming soon! Hoho! I've bought some Shanghai Stuff for you all! please please please come!

On another side note, I think Beatle's Eleanor Rigby is an awesome song. It's got everything I want in a song, the angst, the passion, the crescendo in the chorus, the beautiful violin and cello behind, the abstract lyrics ("wear the face you put in the jar by the door"). Left it on replay for 20+ times and I'm still not bored. Methink i'm hooked.

Was walking around bugis yesterday and some things strucked me. Which made me VERY grateful to be living in Singapore.
1) I kept guarding my bag, prolly out of habit from the 10days in a place where there was a lot of potential pickpockets.
2) Even when I stopped guarding my bag, I was very conscious how exposed my Maozedong bag was as it laid askew on my back.
3) no one spit there. the floor was wonderfully clear of all human egestion, at most can see some random bird faeces.
4) the cars stopped/slowed down even as I jaywalked. hoho. Stark contrast.
5) Singapore shopkeepers are actually quite friendly!
6) There was no beggars. Zero, nil, gosong! Felt so weird cos in Shanghai, there were so many variants of them: The Trashbag (beggar wears trenchcoat and lies face-first and motionless on the floor, shaking the cup from time to time with one hand. If you look from far, they actually look like trashbags, hence the name), The Guilt Trap (applies to those parent and child duo. One of them I saw had an albino kid. I heard some parents will deliberately break the child's legs so that they can get more money), The Busker (old man playing Er Hu in the midst of the human traffic.), etc etc etc. I've heard somewhere that beggars get chased off the streets in singapore. Wonders where they all went.
7) there was a 10289497123499023489048120981903 million things I want to buy from Bugis. Shit must start saving up. SHOPPING SHOPPING. WHO WANTS TO GO SHOPPING WITH ME!

Alright, back to 40 winks. Coughing finally stopped. Prolly comes only when i'm sleeping. Hmm.

2006-11-27T18:33:00.000+08:00

(Outside Plaza Sing Cinema: jiahao, yushan, peishan, XINYI, kimmin, johnny, myself, algernon, wensi, junquan, xinwei. jiawei went off early for some wedding dinner. )

[edit] A million sorries to pretty girl in blue and white stripes. GOMENASAI! now you see your name nice and big dont you? heh [/edit]

Whee. OCIP shanghai had their first meetup yesterday! A sad number of 12 turned up and everyone was in varying degrees of sickness (ie, xinyi fever, wensi cough, me voice gone, johnny face turned red cos of too much soccer the previous day. lol).

But nonetheless it was fun!
(despite Johnny's relentless suaning about how having half-strength for the first meetup is a failure. ANGRY. )

Had the famous Tian Tian Hai Nan Chicken Rice at last! Jiawei and Xinwei were very amused by the fact that me and junquan bought chicken rice. Tsk tsk. Anyway, it wasnt as good as it sounds. Just that the chicken is very erm, fluid. As in, there's a lot of fats, but not in the fat-until-you-wanna-puke-out way. The fats flavour the chicken in a very well-rounded manner, so 3 stars out of 5 for Tian Tian. :D

Went off to watch Casino Royale thereafter. NEVER EVER EVER WATCH THAT MOVIE UNLESS YOU HAVE TOO MUCH TIME AND MONEY ON YOUR HANDS. O r you like to see old men with ONE freaking big pec frolicking around the sand. Omg, moi eyes moi eyes! Me and Johnny cringe automatically when that new James Bond appeared semi naked on the screen. Tis is too much for the eyes to bear. Plus, the plot is kinda plot-less. It was just action, action, some raunchy scenes (that got johnny pretty high), more action, bond showing off his united nations abs (someone just shoot him and get back pierce brosnan on the job please), bond's girl tries to flirt, action action, and then some really crap ending. So goodbye $9.50. Should have watched Happy Feet instead. I mean, at least the penguins are cute.

Oh yah, I forgot to mention. Being kuku, I ordered 10 movie tickets instead of 11. So that means junquan the slow didnt get any tickets. Heh, but luckily we have the rv-pseudo-smuggle-people-into-cinema pro WENSI, who saved the day! Up till now, I still dont understand how she did it. but anyway, this proves that dearest constipation here have a new talent to add on her list, which makes her indispensable when going for movies. Heh. ok i dunno what i am typing le.

Had Choir today. Felt so shuang walking into the AVT cos once i walked in, got people started clapping and cheering! ji nice! never felt so welcomed before. heh. But got niao-ed immediately once i started speaking. GRRRR. Cruel la, all of you. I go and cry le. Yup, felt super duper useless cos cant sing anything. In the end i just gave the sweets, packed up and left for tuition. Dropped by the library and borrowed Les Miserables! I've read the abridged already so hopefully, this original will fill in some of the gaps. Whoots.

Think I am FINALLY getting back part of my sec 4 self, you know, the siao, carefree persona that has been missing throughout the course of this year. It took me so long, but heck, its great to feel like this again. :D

2006-11-26T09:17:00.000+08:00

(sorry for the lack of photos. will upload as soon as i kope from others)

HELLOOOOOOOOOO EVERYBODY!
I am BACK!

But i wanna go back again. :(

I was quite unwilling to go on this trip initially because there's the choir penang trip held concurrently as well, but since we've already paid for the trip, me and johnny cant pulled out anymore. so it was like quite sad to go for choir listening to them say how excited they are for the penang trip while all i can do is to just stand there and smile. BUT, after the entire ocip, i dont regret going for shanghai a single bit. :D

In fact I miss shanghai, albeit the food tasting as if it has been soaked in saltwater prehand, albeit the shopping haunts not living up to expectations, albeit the super ji incosiderate drivers that almost killed us when we tried to cross the zebra crossing (the drivers there no eyes one i tell you. they wont stop even if you are riiiiight in front of them), albeit the drivers honking their horns like there's no tomorrow (got jam, horn; no jam, also horn. bloody hell), albeit the pickpockets surrounding us as we shop, albeit the stupid weather that kept our feet perpetually wet (it was raining EVERY SINGLE DAY other than the day we arrived and the day we left. the local kids there said that prior to our arrival, the weather was perfect. grrr), albeit 7124897231578 small things . . .

I still miss shanghai.
A lot.

I miss the 10 days, we as a group of 25 that barely knew much abouot each other, bonded and become this gang of 25 in which everyone can talk to anyone. There wasnt any obvious cliques and we all could fit in very well.

I love the way how everyone would help out, esp on the night where we tagged the books and cut 10 million thousands tags in preparation for tmr.

I love the way the guys were automatic enough to accompany the girls when we were out at night (there was once the girls were left shopping at the convenience store while the guys walked off and a few moments later chunkang and another guy, prolly maodun came back to check on the girls and walked back with us. )

I love the way people are spontaneous about things and no one shirked their duty.

I love the way we could joke about each other's scandals, embarrasing stuff, etc and still have no hard feelings.

I love the way we all worked as one to finish our JI CHIO mural (which i think is more chio than team B's one cos got my blood, tears and sweat on it ok) and how we tagged like mad and finally finished colour coding 1500+ books via the construction paper plus scotch tape way.

I love the way the kids will clamour up to us and take photos. I love the way the kids would rush down to our library EVERY break just to see how much we progressed and they would be outside saying NI MEN HUA DE HAO MEI!, can just stand there and melt la. There was even a kid that especially cycled all the way down during a school break just to see our mural. MELTS.

I love showing magic tricks to people even tho my trick got exposed the first time i did it. But it was still fun learning with xinyi, jon, mr lee.

I love me and gwen's room number: 438. say it in chinese and you will understand.

I love the polarbear/mafia nights where we will just sit in qianlei/kimmin's room and play this game for hours. It was the most exciting polar bear i've played cos got so many weird people like jonathan (and his chuang shang de ren), mingren ("wo shi creator, creator got 2 lives." and then he gets killed in EVERY first round), jiawei (and his stupid aim to assassinate me in every game. "just kill yuntian"), gwen (and her boombox. without her, the polar bear game will be silent), yushan (with her hao mai actions. lol) etc etc etc.

And even if this is hard to admit, I love theyuntian dance! I just kept laughing and laughing while you guys shook your butts off in the cold cold area outside the toilet. I WANT THE VIDEO OK! AND PICTURES! Mr lee ran away with all our pictures. :(

I love OCIP shanghai because I love the company.
25 of us, 3 teachers, 2 ymca facils, 10 days, 1 mission, an unforgettable experience.

OCIP shanghai Nov 06!
ROCK ON

2006-11-13T16:43:00.000+08:00

Hoho OCIP is in less than 2 days' time and methinks i'm a little excited about it! :D :D

Even though we are terribly unprepared. at least for me. I'm still watching southpark when I'm suppose to be doing the family tree. Hoho. Oh well, will get around it sometime tonight. Anyway, am tonnes sad cos Owner cant send me off for tmr. Was thinking that we can have some last minute BACY-ing in the airport before they three send a tearful me off to the gates of the departure hall, them sticking their face to the glass panels while I leave, with my back turned against them and a luggage trailing at the shadows of my steps.

Ok fine I exaggerate.
Anyway, that Mediacorp-8pm-soap-opera-inspired moment aint gonna happen anyway cos
1) Owner's gonna be busy with school the next day so she need ample rest. -.-'''
2) If owner's not going, then Bee wont be going
3) I havent told cheryl that i'm leaving tmr. No point saying when so 1/2 of BACY cant be there.

Aah damn sad. But nevermind la. Cant wait for the trip! FLY TIME, FLY!

2006-11-13T07:30:00.000+08:00

Ah i was right about Beginner's Luck going away when I gloat. Zhexi revived and thrashed me 15-12 or something. and that was the first match + second match scores. and that says a lot since cos the first match was 9-0 to me so that means he won 15 matches in second game. ZAI.

Only won thrice yesterday, first win cos of Beginner's Luck, third win cos tyco and the last win (which is the funniest of all) is due to a MSN computer glitch. By right, the opponent with the most tokens wins the game immediately, but even after Zhexi got 4/7 of the tokens, the comp still did not declare win and so we played until I got 3 in a row (another way of winning) and thus won the match. HAHAHAHA. I was laughing so much that I hurt myself.

Ooh just realised Zhexi is super super super un-vulgar. He never swears (in fact i think I swore more than him), only just "wah", "omg" or "hmm" throughout the entire game. Wonders how would it be like if i play with Zhongwei. Surely kena spammed with all the pseudo profanities acronyms that even he dont understand. "LL". :D

My screenshot of the glitch.

Zhexi's screenshot of the glitch.

yay. Zhexi we must play somemore! :D I must get back my 100% win precentage! Ok wait, that's impossible. I'll settle for a 99% win, that means we have to play another 1485 matches and I win every single one. Hoho. Can play until you go NS liao and we still haven't finish. :D

2006-11-12T16:13:00.000+08:00

It's fun playing 7 hand poker!
Especially if it's with Zhexi. Keke I beat him 9-0 even that was my first time playing. Initially wanted to play until he wins, which shows how ~~pathetic~~ ~~poorly~~ ~~ill-adept~~ not good he is in 7 hand poker despite having more experience than me.

Maybe it's all beginner's luck la. If i gloat too much the luck will go away. So i shall shut up now. :D

Anyway, just a screen shot of my 100% win percentage! COOL RIGHT!

2006-11-11T22:06:00.000+08:00

Am currently not myself. have never felt so antisocial before. like just walking away when everyone else is still waiting. and then ignoring them. think i'm becoming more feline-like. individualistic. self-centered. it aint good, i know. why? why is it that i cant just like talk and rant nonstop as i used to be? i know i'm a lively person, but recently trying to hold a convo one on one is tiring. draining even. i dunno why. its almost as if i dont dare to interact anymore. i'm scared even, to be myslef lest people see me as weird. this is worrying. ironic even becos some tell me that it is my personality that makes me shine. i try and i try and i dont get response. i'm scared that what i'm doing is wrong. afraid that they might twist how they see my intentions. afraid that i'll be put into those black list of people to avoid. i dunno why i'm thinking like this. bloody fuck. mind is not thinking str. I tell you what i am most afraid of. Rejection. Loneliness. And right now what i am doing. the lack of initiative to communicate with people is going to drive me down this long dark road. read somewhere that love, care and concern can work wonders. I want so much from others. but then again. can i give as much. is what i am getting now a reflection of how much i give? if so, then i really oughta rethink my behaviour.

2006-11-11T19:07:00.000+08:00

(from the Divine Secrets of the Yaya Sisterhood)

Vivi tore the rose coloured handmae paper off the box. She reached in and very gently lifted out a tiny glass vessel about the size of a foxglove blossom. The vial was very old, made of sterling silver over glass, with one jade stone in the center of its little screw on lid. Gingerly, Vivi unscrewed the top and held the vial to her nose to sniff it.

"It's not for perfume. It's for something else, isn't it?"

"Yes it's for something else, Mama"

Vivi tilted her head slightly to the side, thinking. "Tell me."

"It's called a lachrymatory. A tiny jar of tear drops. In olden days it was one of the greatest gift you could give to someone. It meant you loved them, that you shared a grief that brought you together. "

"And i'm giving this to you."

2006-11-10T20:17:00.000+08:00

ENFP - The Champion

You scored 100% I to E, 31% N to S, 50% F to T, and 68% J to P!

Your type is known as the Champion type, which is part of the larger group called idealists. Nothing occurs that does not have some deep and ethical significance in your eyes. You see life as an exciting drama. You are very charismatic, yet tend to be too harsh on yourself for not being as genuine as you think you should be. 3% of the population shares your type.

As a romantic partner, you need to talk about what is going on in your life. You are a strong supporter for your partner's efforts to grow and change and be happy. You need to feel that same support from your partner. Expressive, optimistic, and curious, you are eager to enjoy new experiences with your partner, whom you wish to be your confidant and soul mate, as well as play mate. You are uncomfortable sharing negative emotion, though, and tend to withdraw from confrontation and process your feelings privately. You feel most loved when your partner appreciates your creativity, accepts your uniqueness, and sees you as the compassionate person you are. You need to hear your partner tell you how much you mean to them and would love if they did thoughtful spontaneous things to demonstrate it.

Your group summary: idealists (NF)

Your type summary: ENFP

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 99% on I to E
You scored higher than 99% on N to S
You scored higher than 99% on F to T
You scored higher than 99% on J to P

Link: The LONG Scientific Personality Test written by unpretentious2 on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

true?

nonsense post

2006-11-10T12:48:00.000+08:00

(nonsensical post ahead. you've been warned)

SICK.

Woke up today to find some green snot at my right nostril. Voice sounds unnatural due to the lack of air to my lungs. Am breathing through mouth now. Worse thing is i need to get well before tues, which is the start of the Shanghai trip. Yeah, and there's still construction work/rewiring work going around in my house. So i have the Construction: Symphony in C Major background music playing when i'm suppose to have forty winks.

Am quite worried about Shanghai trip cos admin seems to be doing very little, even though we did covered all that we are suppose to do. Like what Murphy's Law states, when everything is going well, you have obviously overlooked something. Besides, i still havent found winter clothes! Graaah. omg, 10 days worth of clothes and i dont wanna look repetitive. GRR.

Anywa, class outing at Dom's is pretty much a success. EVERYONE was there which is quite rare cos our class isn't really that cohesive. Prolly everyone came cos Khaikhai was paying for the food. Found out a lot of things about the class people during that BBQ, ie

I realised that ZK can do REALLY nice medium rare steaks so he will prolly remain a permanent fixture for future class BBQ.

Confirmed the fact that Dom is rich. In fact filthy rich. I mean who on earth have cooking pot covers that have 24 FKING CARAT GOLD on them! Yeah, and the coolest thing is she didn't even know that there's 24 CARAT GOLD on them.

Also confirmed that Mingren really cannot sing. And everyone in the second shift was niaoing him for having an Angweehiong accent during OP. keke

Realised that the girls can talk. as in talk for extended periods of time ie from 12am - 5am, while the guys can have a mahjopng marathon for godknowshowlong.

Found out that wenrong has an extremely exciting life. Hell, i think my entire life isnt half as intense as her kindergarten days.

Realised that Mango and Ginger cookies are absolutely heavenly.

Realised that i am claustrophobic.

found out that Dom's dog, Milo really likes to sit on my feet. and drool on me.

Realised that I really really cant survive on 2 hours of sleep and then try to keep awake for morning tuition and ocip meeting thereafter. which prolly explains my current state of health.

Bleaah.

2006-11-04T20:07:00.000+08:00

Brothers.
There's something very compelling about the bond of fraternity between Ed and Al. A brother who lost his body as a result of a disastrous blunder on the other brother's part. A brother, who in an attempt to get back his only kin, sacrificed his right arm in exchange for the soul of his brother. Two brothers who set off on a journey to regain what they have lost. Not for themselves, but for the other.

Would you do as much for your family?

2006-11-03T23:44:00.000+08:00

Crescendo
cre‧scen‧do [kri-shen-doh, -sen-doh; It. kre-shen-daw]

1.Music.

a.	a gradual, steady increase in loudness or force.

b.	a musical passage characterized by such an increase.

c.	the performance of a crescendo passage:

*
Even dictionary.com cant produce a satisfactory meaning for crescendo. It is not, as i have once thought, trying to blast your sound louder and louder. There's more to that. It is the gradual increase in intensity and depth, the growing richness to your sound as it fills the entire room, exciting the senses of the audience. It's almost as if you could feel it. A natural crescendo sets your heart racing, your skin tingling and makes you wide-eyed with wonder.

I wish i could do that.

2006-10-31T15:43:00.001+08:00

Sometimes I wonder how my friends can stand me for so long.

I mean even I, myself, think i'm a jerk, judging by the callous way i deal with things. I'm a super tactless person that dont really apply the some-things-are-better-left-unsaid theory to awkward situations, which often results in generating dislike and contempt others have for me. And the disgusting thing is that I only realise I've hurt someone after I've said it. GRAAAAH. Must learn to control ze tongue, ze most vile weapon of humans.

I'm sucha disgusting person that I wanna kill myself. grrrrrr

2006-10-28T15:03:00.000+08:00

Ever heard of the Free Hugs video?

The one whereby Juan Mann stood in the centre of the human traffic, holding a sign that says "Free Hugs", only to be ignored by everyone else. Eventually, someone accepted the hugs and sparked off an entire chain of people hugging more people. Juan Mann's Free Hug Movement was banned by the police but he managed to get 10,000 signatures to support his movement. Right now Free Hugs is replicated everywhere else.

Including Cedar.

The thing is, my juniors tried to initiate the same Free Hug Movement (full elaboration can be obtained at Clara Loke's blog, yes she is the same girl that wrote to PM Lee to ask if she can attend his inauguration.)

And like the original Free Hug Movement, their harmless little intiative was BANNED and even more ironically so by A MEMBER OF THE HIGHER AUTHORITIES WHOM SHE, HERSELF, GAVE A FREE HUG TO ONE OF THE FREE HUGS MEMBERS (there, bolded and capitalised to accentuate the full irony of this)

In fact, right now, Free Hugs in Cedar is labelled as "offensive and disruptive behaviour".

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

From what I have heard, no one has been mortally offended, physically injured or mentally disturbed by this Free Hug Movement. Hugging, imo, is an entirely wholesome activity and can be traced back to anitquity as an act of peace and friendship. In fact, even some of the teachers participated in this hugging thing SO WHY ON EARTH DOES IT HAVE TO BE BANNED?

IS IT BECAUSE NOTHING LIKE THIS HAVE EVER HAPPENED BEFORE AND HENCEFORTH IT MUST BE BANNED?

IS IT BECAUSE IT SEEMS AS IF ITS A DEVIANT BEHAVIOUR THEREFORE SHOULD BE LABELLED AS DISRUPTIVE?

IS IT BECAUSE YOU PREFECT THINK ITS NOT THE RIGHT THING TO DO (in the first place, why the hell is it NOT the right thing to do?), AND YOU , BEING GOD, CAN DO THINGS THE WAY YOU WANT?

AND THE TEACHER WHO BANNED THIS, PLEASE EXPLAIN WHY DID YOU BAN THIS EVEN THO YOU SUPPORTED THEIR FREE HUGS MOVEMENT? the fact that YOU gave them a hug is more than enough evidence.

So, if you feel as adamant as I am about the Cedar Free Hugs Issue, please sign their petition.

Hopefully, the ending to this will be the same as the original movement.

All's well that ends well, i hope.

2006-10-28T13:53:00.000+08:00

And so our elite rafflesian Wee Shu Min says:

"if you're not good enough, life will kick you in the balls. that's just how things go. there's no point in lambasting the government for making our society one that is, i quote, "far too survival of fittest". it's the same everywhere.

(BLA BLA BLA)

the world is about winners and losers. it's only sad when people who could be winners are marginalised and oppressed. "

and she end with an apt

"please, get out of my elite uncaring face."

SOMEBODY SLAP HER NOW!
NO WAIT, LET'S JUST WAIT UNTIL KARMA STRIKES AND THEN SHE WILL UNDERSTAND.

2006-10-25T20:13:00.000+08:00

Big fish in a small pond. Small fish in a big pond.
Which is better?

Just a year ago, I thought that being exposed to a more competitive environment outweighs the pros of being kingpin in a less competitive place. But now I realised that in a big pond, it is the small fish that dies first.

Big fish in a small pond. Small fish in a big pond.
Which is better?

2006-10-17T20:01:00.000+08:00

I received a deathnote.

"you are living on borrowed time, my friend.
See you in hell the same time next year"

1000 points to whoever who can guess what that means.
oh yes, FUCK you yuntian. FUCK YOU.

2006-10-13T22:24:00.000+08:00

Goodbye Fabian.
Hello Nova!

Sensual red design. 2.0 megapixel camera. 1 Gig Memory Stick. Ooh baby, you are my new love

Been getting too many red stuff lately. Red speakers, red thumbdrive, red handphone. And the best part is, i didnt even plan to get any of those stuff red. it was a subconcious effort i suppose.

Open House came and went. And during that period of time I was transformed into someone with fierce Hwachong pride, someone who would prevent our potential juniors from hopping over to RJ, who planned Open House on the same day as us, those morons. I felt a momentary, fleeting sense of Hwachongian pride when I saw the crowd (mainly councillors) dancing the obiang school mass dances. We weren't as great as the VJ crowd, but hey, the enthusiasm sure was infectious. Perhaps one day, when i graduate, i'll appreciate Hwachong as much as I did for cedar.

I dont miss cedar anymore. Not when my own juniors are that snobbish in my school compound. Dissapointment.

2006-10-13T01:04:00.000+08:00

1.01AM

Here is when i plug in into emo JayChou and Coldplay (a surprisingly pleasant mix actually), and start feeling emo and have those random suicidal thoughts floating fleetingly across my mind.

I haven't felt like this for a long time.
So . . . at ease.

2006-10-12T18:22:00.000+08:00

Just some random pics.

Up till now i still dunno how we girls can end up in the same pose without discussing beforehand. Perhaps we have amazing telepathy.

I ought to stop the stupid pufferfish look. grr.

Michael Wong at one corner. looks like he's pasted there.

S72 girls are one bunch of vulgar bitches. (ok. maybe just me la.)

D for Econs. Freaking sad, cos i thought econs was my best paper. Imagine how would my bio and math fare. OMFG OMFG OMFG.

Tomorrow's open house and i've signed up as a tourguide. It feels weird because tourguides as like the FACE of hwachong, you know beacon of hope for those young innocent sec 4s, and i dont feel like i even deserve to be in this school at all, considering my shit results. what should i tell them, really?

JY said "ten years down the road, will all these matter?"
I wonder.

2006-10-10T17:59:00.000+08:00

A painless lesson is one devoid of any meaning.
One that does not sacrifice anything, cannot achieve anything.
That is the central Principle of Alchemy

Shit. i think i'm obsessed over FMA. It's a really good show which focuses on kinship and brotherly love, something which i find especially lacking in the genre of anime i've watched. The ending's pretty weird tho, with the brothers transporting in between the door. tonnes irritating. why cant they just meet up and live happily ever after? Grr.

Oh yes, the Principle of Alchemy thing is super applicable to real life. Take my chem grades for an instant. Last minute cramming = (censored) grade. I'm dropping chem to H1, not gonna regret. It's good that i got back chem today cos there was mr teh's talk scheduled for later and what he said was what i needed to hear then. Make choices that fits you, not with the crowd. so what if the others do 4 h2? so what if i had to drop? this is my choice that i am making, and its only me that is affected, why should you care? (suddenly rmb about miss claire's stand on discrimination against gays. haha. )

Oh do you know taking 4H2s is actually for siao kias in hwachong? Most of my friends from other JCs say that the norm in their JC is to take 3H2 and 1 H1. Guess i belong to the normal crowd after all. I attended the Hwachong ~~propaganda~~ talk for tourguides and they were spamming us with ALL the freaking achievements they have. Bio olympiads Challenge Trophy, Chem Physics O gold, 46 Presidents Scholars, the list goes on. Makes me wonder why I even deserve to step on the "sacred ground" of Hwachong. But then again, i did get 6 points, all As. So i cant like retard that fast since Os. Perhaps history shall repeat itself again, haha. then i'll get the Principal Award like i did in cedar. Whoots.

Anyway, if the Principle of Alchemy applies, then I would score a BCD for econs, math, bio. We shall see about that.

[edit]
oh shit there's a rumour going about that says 75% of the cohort fauiled econs. RIDICULOUS LA
[/edit]

2006-10-08T13:56:00.000+08:00

MAF was alright. The light up wasnt as cool as last year's Stars though. I didnt realise that the MAF lightup pattern is suppose to symbolise the lunar cycle. I thought it was watermelon stripes all along. Oops. Oh the haze freaking destroyed everything. All the dust particles make me feels sick.

OH YES. pretty pictures from MAF! I cant upload it yet cos i lost the usb. hrmm. Tammy please gimme some!

Games at Lynn Chacha's house was pretty fun. I think choir should make Charades/Taboo our official game cos everytime we play that something ridiculous will happen. ZK was the reference point for words like "overweight", "obese" and even, lol, "pig" (ok not really la). Johnny pwned with his parachute and hug. HAHA. When he did the parachute action, everyone guessed "suicide bomber", and when he hugged ziyuan for the word "hug", everyone guessed "gay". Rofl.

Fabian died. Again.
Perhaps I should just like get a new one and call it Nova, after that shy konpaku from Bleach. Ahaha. :D

This is for you, annaling. wonders why everyone doing surveys on love.
(whitened for the same reason as the prev time)

8 of these = Perfect Lover
1. Sings like Nat King Cole (SWOONS)

2. Shares the same kind of humour as me. (my humour, i've been told, is a mix between southpark, whose line, and everything else in between)

3. Shares the same interest (loves coldplay, loves sushi, loves cats, love music, love anime, blaaa)

4. Someone that I can turn to no matter what happens. Dependable, that is.

5. Good looks not that impt, but good dress sense is a MUST. Ever heard of clothes maketh a man?

6. Appropriately crude. Like say fuck in dire moments. not like in every sentence. (which i just realised, is something that i've been doing these days. :P )

7. Makes me feel special. Is silly enough to like do something really sweet even if it is at the expense of his "face" whatever.

8. Intellectual. MUST. And quiet confidence. (NOOO YOU DONT HAVE THEM MAO)

Basically, a male version of me.

2006-10-03T20:31:00.000+08:00

Presenting to you, The Seh-est Haircut I've Got!

TADAAAA!

Oops.
Ok that was taken 3am last night (or should i say morning). I was halfway through genetics. Just look at that half-crazed smile and the odd displacement of hair.

AND A SHORT TRIP TO CHAPTER 2 LATER,

This is what you get. :D :D :D Probably the seh-est haircut so far. Ok, only the BACK part is seh that's why the pics were never of a frontal view. I love my stylist! She could still remember me and even the way my hair was styled even though i havent been to Chapter 2 since june. So people, if you are looking for some really good stylist, please go look for Fyn at Chapter 2@Marina Square. You wont regret it. :D

Alright, here's something that never fails to crack me up. I salute the Whose Line crew for their amazing spontaniety and humour. :D :D

Drew totally rocks even if he screwed this one

2006-10-01T21:57:00.001+08:00

A quickie before I resume bio madness. It's math tmr but i'm preparing for
bio. wtf. kenna tricked by timetable again. grrr.

So here it is, cheryl. The Confessions of A Girl Who Had A Crush Too Many.

(it's whitened cos its embarrassing. HAHA)

1) Single, taken or crushing?
crushing, i think. My heart works in weird ways that my mind cant control sometimes.

2) Are you happy with your life now?
ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?

3) When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?
No. It takes me quite some time to interact with a guy and decide if he is the one. And usually by then, i'm slipping in between friendship and love. You know like, stranger -> friends -> really close friends (transition stage. ahaha chem) -> love, but NOT stranger -> lovers. I dont really believe in love at first sight because it has kinda failed for me. :(

4) Have you ever been heart broken?
My bad for getting involved in stupid one sided love.

5) Do you believe that there are some circumstances, where cheating love is acceptable
I dont know. Its despicable, but well, it can happen.

6) Would you take someone back even if he cheats on you?
NO.

7) Have you ever talked about marriage to someone else before?
yes.

8) Do you want children?
I used to be really adamant about NOT having kids cos i cant stand them. Especially those 2 year old who scream and run about in the MRT, or hit their parents and stuff. But now, I kinda want kids. Its a bit weird how perceptions change with age. Perhaps it is the nesting instinct.

9) How many?
2 sons.

10) Would you ever consider adoption?
No. I would want something truly my own.

11) If someone likes you now, what do you think is the best way for him to let you know his feelings?
Just simple things like slowly trying to know me better, talk to me, talk to my friends, be nice, be gentlemanly and then asking the right question at the right time. Please dont do weird things to attract my attention. I cant take it. I'll just run away from you.

12) Do you enjoy getting into relationships?
No comment. Dating virgin here.

13) Do you believe in love at first sight?
NO. See question 3.

14) Do you believe you can change someone?
I used to be more of the influential than the influenced. But the tables have turned. I think i kinda tamed down in JC. Weird.

15) If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?
I'm not a Christian but I would like to have my wedding in a church. With white confetti and the Choir chorusing. It seems only right this way. See the evils of media influence?

16) Do you give in easily when you are fighting?
No if i want to win

17) Do you have feelings for someone right now?
I think. A slight fleeting moment here and then.

18) Do you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?
Yes. Twice.

19) Have you ever broken a heart?
I don't want to admit that I did.

20) If one day your best friend falls in love with the guy you are deeply in love with, what would you do?
Ahaha. quite unlikely. We have different tastes.

21) Are you missing anyone right now?
Yes.

2006-09-30T18:04:00.000+08:00

I think I'm starting to understand
the rules of this game

It's all simple, just Game Theory.
You wont make a move until i do.

Meanwhile you just keep guessing
what how when i make my next move.

[EDIT]
ok that was prolly the first and last time i attempt to create a poem. (ok i can see some blank stares and speech bubbles that goes "that's a poem?"). disgusting shiaaat. i was kinda inspired by something that happened on thurs, but by the end of the second verse i kinda lost it. graah, so much for trying to be intellectual.
[/EDIT]

Meanwhile here's some toilet humour for you. Enjoy!

2006-09-30T16:59:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I just do the same stupid thing for so many times over that I wanna kick myself.

Would you ask again?
Please?

2006-09-28T20:52:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna drop chem to H1.

It's not like I have a choice anyway. I am certain that I'll get (yet another) U for this chem promos. Try as I have, those chemical formulae, conditions and reactions just won't stick. I am not Dom, I dont find organic chem fascinating. I am not Tammy, who can keep her cool before the chem paper.

Chemistry always had this brain-freeze effect on me. I see a stoichio question, I freeze. I see benzene rings, i break out in cold sweat. Oh and the ratio of the chem tests I've failed in proportion to those i've passed is somewhere 1000:1. Why the fuck did I even think I'm gonna pull through A levels Chem when I nearly died doing O level chem. bloody bloody fuck.

oh great, i'm blogging about studies now. omg. shit promo stress.

On a sidenote, my hair is in a super-fuglylicious-medusa-inspired-see-already-you-would-think-i'm-a-walking-hair-disaster state. I. FREAKING. NEED. A. HAIRCUT. Strangely enough, haircuts make me high.

2006-09-17T20:24:00.000+08:00

omfg i'm a genius! my adaptor has been comatose for a month plus now and today i got so fed up with it, i smashed it on the floor and guess what, the adaptor worked! Haha, sometimes violence is the only way to deal with things.

On retrospec, it's pretty bad to have the connection now cos going on internet means

1. msn-ing. telling everyone how fucked up i am for promos

2. BLEACH.
I'm so gonna get Kon. He's loud. He's lame. and best of all he's ORANGE. roar!

Aint he cute? (swoons)

2006-09-11T16:34:00.000+08:00

I walked home in the rain today.
It feels nice, to have heaven's tears on your face.

just wondering

2006-09-09T20:07:00.000+08:00

Here I am, brain half-fried from reading Miss Wang's omg-what-the-fuck-are-they-talking-about trilogy notes, and thinking what has life in store for me.

What's in my future?
I can't see. My life is currently shrouded by promos and the ugly prospect of retaining if i dont work hard enough. It's a sad, mundane life to live, one that I certainly did not anticipate in the beginning of the year. Right now, I'm regretting the subjects that I've chosen to study, regretting picking hwachong, regretting wasting my time on trivial matters. It all boils down to making the wrong choice and it's all my fault actually. If there's one lesson to be learnt in this year, it would be the importance of choice. Choice is powerful, for its repurcussions haunt you in every turn of your life. I've made my choice, regrettable or not, and now it's time for me to place trust and faith in my decision.

I'm thinking of Steve Jobs now. About a speech that he shared with the university students. He said "life is about connecting the dots. you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever."

Somehow I hope that everything that I'm doing will turn out alright. Perhaps, sometime in the future, I will understand.
:X

2006-09-08T07:08:00.000+08:00

It is a scary feeling when your friends are pissed over what you said and scarier when you dont even know that they are pissed, and even scarier still when you dont understand why they are pissed.

:(

rioHC

2006-09-02T08:39:00.000+08:00

So what if the choristers there dont look as seh as my classmates, so what?
I still love the rioHC more than anything else in Hwachong.

THE HWACHONG CHOIR.
rock on'

2006-08-27T06:52:00.000+08:00

gave up on econs and chem sometime around 9 last night and started playing bomberman! well done. there goes my grades. i can like totally drop chem now. what;s the point of studying some stupid chem shit when its not gonna be applicable to me later on cos i'm not gonna be a fking chemist! angry. and right now i'm wasting precious time on blogging. angry

i can imagine the monday's post starting with "I feel like I've been murdered, twice over. First by that STUPID chem test. Study for what la. Nothing came out anyway.... " (kiku, if that seems like your post, it IS your post.)

sloth will be the death of me.

Bad Day

2006-08-13T13:46:00.000+08:00

I think i have knocked over some seventh month offering and offended a certain hao xiong di because i've been hit by a bout of bad luck lately. Really sorry to the offended ghost. will make up to you soon.

Anyway, I've lost my wallet, spoilt my handphone and somehow killed the internet connection on my computer. In addition to that I've lost my oligopoly notes and had to resort to borrowing AJ notes from xianhui (cedar neighbours rock!) in order to complete econs ilp. Oh yes, fabian my nokia 6280 is sent for repair and will have his memory erased because they are going to reinstall the software in him. Which means some of my contacts will be missing. shit. Meanwhile I'm using this ohbiang red phone, which has been passed down for dunno how many generations, until fabian is repaired on wednesday. sadness

I'm praying that my wallet is still lying somewhere in the avt because if it's gone, i;m gonna have to remake my ezlink, library card, purchase a new cashcard, etc. the only thing that cant be replaced are the neoprints. shit la. first neoprint that i ever took with 72 is missing. oh my heart, my heart.

Quote of the day

2006-08-09T07:54:00.000+08:00

"My dad don't mind me clubbing. He'll just tell me dont get drunk and don't go around raping people."
-yg.

don't you face this sometimes?

2006-08-05T20:27:00.000+08:00

(guess what, this is actually econs! gosh i heart econs now. if only we didn't have him)

The classical prisoner's dilemma

Two suspects, A and B, are arrested by the police. The police have insufficient evidence for a conviction, and, having separated both prisoners, visit each of them to offer the same deal: if one testifies for the prosecution against the other and the other remains silent, the betrayer goes free and the silent accomplice receives the full 10-year sentence. If both stay silent, the police can sentence both prisoners to only six months in jail for a minor charge. If each betrays the other, each will receive a two-year sentence. Each prisoner must make the choice of whether to betray the other or to remain silent. However, neither prisoner knows for sure what choice the other prisoner will make. So the question this dilemma poses is: What will happen? How will the prisoners act?

The dilemma can be summarised thus:

	Prisoner B Stays Silent	Prisoner B Betrays
Prisoner A Stays Silent	Both serve six months	Prisoner A serves ten years Prisoner B goes free
Prisoner A Betrays	Prisoner A goes free Prisoner B serves ten years	Both serve two years

The dilemma arises when one assumes that both prisoners only care about minimising their own jail terms. Each prisoner has two options: to cooperate with his accomplice and stay quiet, or to betray his accomplice and give evidence. The outcome of each choice depends on the choice of the accomplice. However, neither prisoner knows the choice of his accomplice. Even if they were able to talk to each other, neither could be sure that he could trust the other.

Let's assume the protagonist prisoner is working out his best move. If his partner stays quiet, his best move is to betray as he then walks free instead of receiving the minor sentence. If his partner betrays, his best move is still to betray, as by doing it he receives a relatively lesser sentence than staying silent. At the same time, the other prisoner's thinking would also have arrived at the same conclusion and would therefore also betray.

If reasoned from the perspective of the optimal outcome for the group (of two prisoners), the correct choice would be for both prisoners to cooperate with each other, as this would reduce the total jail time served by the group to one year total. Any other decision would be worse for the two prisoners considered together. When the prisoners both betray each other, each prisoner achieves a worse outcome than if they had cooperated. This demonstrates very elegantly that in a non-zero sum game the Pareto optimum and the Nash Equilibrium can be opposite.

2006-07-29T00:33:00.000+08:00

2006-07-27T20:52:00.000+08:00

Things are definitely not going right when your results spells U-SUC (read: you suck) in your face. It's high time for damage control which means I am, once again, on hiatus.

Good day and goodbye.

mostly true

2006-07-23T09:53:00.000+08:00

MURPHY'S LAWS STATE THAT:

If anything can go wrong, it will.
If there is a possibility of several things going wrong, the one that will cause the most
damage will be the one to go wrong.
If anything just cannot go wrong, it will anyway.
If you perceive that there are four possible ways in which something can go wrong, and circumvent these, then a fifth way, unprepared for, will promptly develop.
Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.
Nature always sides with the hidden flaw.
Things get worse under pressure.
Smile . . . tomorrow will be worse.
Matter will be damaged in direct proportion to its value.
Everything takes longer than you think.
Every solution breeds new problems.
If your looking for more than one thing, you'll find the most important one last.
If you fool around with a thing for very long you will screw it up.
When a broken appliance is demonstrated for the repairman, it will work perfectly.
In any hierarchy, each individual rises to his own level of incompetence, and then remains there.
If you want something bad enough, chances are you won't get it.
Just when you think things cannot get any worse, they will.

2006-07-21T22:17:00.000+08:00

I'm in love with A Beautiful Revolution .
Simplicity + Bizarreness = Coolios.

I found a random entry there that sounds startlingly like me. All you need to do is to replace man with girl and you will have my (potential) life story. Read on:

The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate

‘If only’, sighed The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate, ‘If only I could concentrate. I’m sure I would finally achieve something with my life’

As a boy, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate had been plagued by many delirious daydreams. Whilst the rest of his class would listen intently to the tales of Henry the Eighth and his many wives, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate would sit at his desk and just stare out of the window and wonder: where all the bees went to in the winter, why the sun was bright yellow, and how could he leave this godforsaken school full of ruffians and become a cult figure.

Now, as a man, in his late thirties, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate still couldn’t concentrate. Things got so bad that he eventually went to see a doctor - who told him to stop smoking. He went to see a psychotherapist – who told him to meditate. He even asked his Mother's advice – but it was no use; The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate, simply couldn’t concentrate on anything.

Then one day a stranger he’d met briefly in a West-London pub suggested books. ‘Read a book every evening and your affliction will soon disappear’ she said.

The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate, now at his wits end, decided to give it a go. He ordered books – many books. Short stories, long stories, fiction, non-fiction, philosophical masterpieces, 18th century French classics, you name it, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate, ordered it. Every day the postman would bring yet more books. Soon, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate, couldn’t move; there were books everywhere. But try as he might, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate found it impossible to read a whole book, and soon, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate's head was full of a thousand half-read stories. It was an impossible situation.

As a last gasp attempt to finally rid himself of this awfully frustrating affliction, The Man Who Couldn’t Concentrate decided he would write about it – in his diary. But as soon as his pen touched the paper, he lost all interest in the subject, and decided to go for a walk instead.

editted

2006-07-20T22:04:00.000+08:00

Hello you.

While you were still at his house, I was thinking about what our friendship has become. Do you detect a slightest hint of friction between us yesterday? Usually we are to complete each other's sentences, but yesterday it felt awkward for me to interrupt between you two. I feel like an intrusion to your happiness bubble. A lightbulb. A gooseberry.

It was extremely awkward, when you and him were fooling around at one corner and I'm at the other corner watching southpark. I feel as if I was in the wrong room. If you're wondering why I would rather read econs notes, listen to ipod in the car than to talk, it's just that I dont know what to say. It just feels so wrong. That I'm in the wrong show, with the wrong hosts and everything. Or maybe it's me that's wrong.

I worry because I feel that I'm losing my bestie. Not that I disapprove you two dating but it's just that I'm selfish. I dont want us to drift away, lose contact, and eventually never see each other again. But I understand that for you two to work out, I need to go. And goodbye that is.

I love you too.

<3, yuntian

feeling jaded

2006-07-18T22:26:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the emo-ness. It's just that sometimes, out of the blue, depression just kinda hits me, stifle my thoughts, open floodgates of emotions and transform me into this blabbering emo moron.

Which i still am. But not for long I guess.

On a lighter note, here's my favourite pic that I've found today.

Cedar.

In her full glory. See that magnificient sea of blue there? I was a mere drop in that ocean but I was happy. Things were much simpler back then.

Tomorrow's the national track and field, where cedarians will show the world what REAL cheering is all about. But I cant go cos of choir. >.<

Cheer on, cedar. Do us proud.

"Cedar unite, we will show our might

we will show them how the cedarians fight

we will walk throught the hills with our heads held high cos aint nobody gonna break our stride

we are, we are cedar! (ow) cedar (ow)

we are, we are cedar (ow) cedar (ow)! "

:D :D :D

2006-07-16T08:33:00.000+08:00

2006-07-15T01:30:00.000+08:00

Dear Brain,

It's been a while hearing from you. I hope you are doing fine. The last time we've conversed, you were complaining how inhumane it is to cram 237489632 pages of bio notes in less than 24 hours. Since the end of blocks, you've gone on a hiatus and never came back. We all need you back here desperately. Especially me. I was never too good with making decisions. I tend to get emotional and base my final choice on whatever I was feeling right then.

I need you to sort things out logically, to prioritise the stuff that I should be doing and leave the stuff that I want to do for the last. I need you to remind me that if I keep slacking anymore, I'm gonna retain and that's the last thing I ever wanted. I need you to psyche self up to the pre-prelims state. I need you to get back the eye of the tiger. I need you to find back my enthusiasm in life. I need you to help abolish whatever shitty in my life and only then, can life pick up for the better.

I need you.

Love, Heart

2006-07-07T18:36:00.000+08:00

Random funny moment during Thursday's Econs Lecture

(firedrill alarm rings)

Lecturer: Oh no, what happened?

Yg: World War Three. Germany declaring war on everybody after losing to Italy.

Note for the really clueless:
Germany lost to Italy 2nil during the thursday's match. FUCK ITALIANS FOR SCORING ON THE 119TH MINUTE.

2006-07-05T19:51:00.000+08:00

Here's the new blogskin, since so many are against the old one. seems like only murray and i agree that it's classy and all, ~~suckers who dont appreciate art~~ everyone else just think it's some kinda optical-illusion piece.

NOW STOP COMPLAINING YOU PEOPLE.