so we fear solitude and loneliness.
so i'm self-centred since i m updating this space.
drained. the lethargy is taking over. when all the entertainment is taken away, the only route of escapism s lost. yet i cant think of nothing. the mind never shuts down, even when it should. maybe that s why i m drained.
island creamery was great. the run there was better.
Fashionably sensitive but too cool to care.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
BT2
I m always tempted to blame, to feel disgusted with myself. The results are horrible looking figures.
People are all filled with greed. Having something is never enough, it must be something better, something more appealing to the eyes. The objective of the assessment was just to seek improvement and if surprises arise, it s a bonus. But it s easier said than done. It s more demoralizing than boosting, who likes to fail? Sometimes after working, you realised the returns aren’t justified, but all you can do is shut up, listen to others discuss how bad you are and feel totally crappy. What help are others rendering when they ignore or simply fail to realise the importance of getting the morale up again, the confidence booster, the belief in the potential that s evident in the long journey we’ve come thus far? Why dun they recognise the fact that people hate to fail, and trust them to get back on track by themselves? Why must they constantly target certain people, when in fact these people just need sometime on their own? Why must they always THREATEN and scare us with numbers and parents. AND why are parents so intimidating??!!
Lecture time is just to fill up the notes that are punctuated with blanks. What s the point? Just to keep us awake? People still sleep anyway. We waste hours filling up blanks when it can be used more productively. Honestly, i learn so much more academic stuff from youtube than trying to fill up blanks, copying chunks of information labelled as bonus points when they could all have been included in the notes in the first place. Many concepts need time to understand, and that is done by staring at proper notes.
Why dun they understand that productivity is dwindled as the day drags on? Having tons of lessons from 7.45am to 6.30pm just aint gonna help. 3 hour lectures are practically useless. At least 3 hour naps refreshes the mind. Feedback? Sure.
2 DAY WORK WEEK, i like that idea.
At the end of the day, we still have to accept it. JUST HEAVE A HUMONGOUS SIGH and move on.
But i m glad and blessed with wonderful people around me. Be it friends, be it teachers. Ms Yeo is ever supportive and encouraging, still believing in us when the results are atrocious, giving us the regular 'jia you' s through emails and even a custom made notebook. Mr Tan is the best math teacher and math friend ever, always fully booked for consultations and patient with us regardless of anything. Mr Peh brightens up the day with his lameness and sacarsm, and his explanations are always top drawer stuff. Friends just make the torture less significant.
OLD PALS reuben and ming s birthday recently, 6 years now, 60 more years to come. Just the right time to catch up when i missed the bbq and soccer sessions locked up mugging. The simple stuff like playing cards, teasing, cracking lamer and lamer jokes, and LAN really keeps life meaningful. Left 4 Dead! Without these people, there really isn’t much motivation to move on.
Haha i sound kinda suicidal eh. There IS still many things to accomplish and do and to simply enjoy life. So many more wonderful non-academic stuff to look forward to. There is also one important task that i ll regret if i m unable to complete this year. And that s driving me on.
Courage is being afraid, but going on anyhow. And that s what i have to do.
Enjoy when you can,
Endure when you must.
People are all filled with greed. Having something is never enough, it must be something better, something more appealing to the eyes. The objective of the assessment was just to seek improvement and if surprises arise, it s a bonus. But it s easier said than done. It s more demoralizing than boosting, who likes to fail? Sometimes after working, you realised the returns aren’t justified, but all you can do is shut up, listen to others discuss how bad you are and feel totally crappy. What help are others rendering when they ignore or simply fail to realise the importance of getting the morale up again, the confidence booster, the belief in the potential that s evident in the long journey we’ve come thus far? Why dun they recognise the fact that people hate to fail, and trust them to get back on track by themselves? Why must they constantly target certain people, when in fact these people just need sometime on their own? Why must they always THREATEN and scare us with numbers and parents. AND why are parents so intimidating??!!
Lecture time is just to fill up the notes that are punctuated with blanks. What s the point? Just to keep us awake? People still sleep anyway. We waste hours filling up blanks when it can be used more productively. Honestly, i learn so much more academic stuff from youtube than trying to fill up blanks, copying chunks of information labelled as bonus points when they could all have been included in the notes in the first place. Many concepts need time to understand, and that is done by staring at proper notes.
Why dun they understand that productivity is dwindled as the day drags on? Having tons of lessons from 7.45am to 6.30pm just aint gonna help. 3 hour lectures are practically useless. At least 3 hour naps refreshes the mind. Feedback? Sure.
2 DAY WORK WEEK, i like that idea.
At the end of the day, we still have to accept it. JUST HEAVE A HUMONGOUS SIGH and move on.
But i m glad and blessed with wonderful people around me. Be it friends, be it teachers. Ms Yeo is ever supportive and encouraging, still believing in us when the results are atrocious, giving us the regular 'jia you' s through emails and even a custom made notebook. Mr Tan is the best math teacher and math friend ever, always fully booked for consultations and patient with us regardless of anything. Mr Peh brightens up the day with his lameness and sacarsm, and his explanations are always top drawer stuff. Friends just make the torture less significant.
OLD PALS reuben and ming s birthday recently, 6 years now, 60 more years to come. Just the right time to catch up when i missed the bbq and soccer sessions locked up mugging. The simple stuff like playing cards, teasing, cracking lamer and lamer jokes, and LAN really keeps life meaningful. Left 4 Dead! Without these people, there really isn’t much motivation to move on.
Haha i sound kinda suicidal eh. There IS still many things to accomplish and do and to simply enjoy life. So many more wonderful non-academic stuff to look forward to. There is also one important task that i ll regret if i m unable to complete this year. And that s driving me on.
Courage is being afraid, but going on anyhow. And that s what i have to do.
Enjoy when you can,
Endure when you must.
Saturday, July 04, 2009
BT2
Ok, Beeties too.
havent been what i hoped to be. but i dun expect much, i m not overly ambitious to jump the gun and get As now, i just want an improvement. at least see 50 percents once again. it has been quite some time. after spending the bulk of term 2 running and sleeping, i was left chasing after the train.
honestly, even if i fail to make the mark. i m still proud of myself for scaling the mountain without anyone s help.
was studying ioinic equilibrium and i realised it s still blank! and feel bad that i was carried away doing math and left very little time for bio. everything was last minute for bio and i didnt cover a number of topics, forgot everything about genetics and eukaryotic genome. gotta confess though i rediscovered the fun in solving math problems. sadly didnt have fun doing paper 1.
oh well, the objective of beeties too: not be labelled as AT RISK student and try to see >50 all over again. who cares what others think, i just have to believe that i m not dumb. thanks Leroy!
live without regrets.
havent been what i hoped to be. but i dun expect much, i m not overly ambitious to jump the gun and get As now, i just want an improvement. at least see 50 percents once again. it has been quite some time. after spending the bulk of term 2 running and sleeping, i was left chasing after the train.
honestly, even if i fail to make the mark. i m still proud of myself for scaling the mountain without anyone s help.
was studying ioinic equilibrium and i realised it s still blank! and feel bad that i was carried away doing math and left very little time for bio. everything was last minute for bio and i didnt cover a number of topics, forgot everything about genetics and eukaryotic genome. gotta confess though i rediscovered the fun in solving math problems. sadly didnt have fun doing paper 1.
oh well, the objective of beeties too: not be labelled as AT RISK student and try to see >50 all over again. who cares what others think, i just have to believe that i m not dumb. thanks Leroy!
live without regrets.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Two Boys Are Crying
Two Boys Are Crying
Across the world
Two boys are crying,
Both wanting more
And tired of trying.
The first boy wants a mountain bike
And blames his mum for being mean;
Had enough of the daily hike,
He's desperate to be part of the scene.
All day long
The wanting burns strong.
All the night
The wanting burns bright.
So little to ask,
Bikes are everywhere;
Oh, why is life so unfair?
The second boy wants something to eat
But he is too weak to place the blame,
His mother weeps, helpless, dead-beat,
While his father hangs his head in shame.
All day long
The hunger burns strong.
All the night
The hunger burns bright.
So little to ask,
Food is everywhere;
Oh, why is life so unfair?
Across the world
Two boys are crying,
One's full of life,
The other dying.
-Ray Mather
Regretting the absence.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Week 3
I guess i had the last fun moments i ll have in a long while. Last saturday, Tamp 1 to meet up with Shawn and Ying before going to Xiao Ping's to jam. It was sort of just a can't break thru session. But if there s a next time which i believe there will be in probably 5 months time, there ll definitely be more instead of just going there to make noises. Yep but the feeling rocks, especially when all the noises synchronises to form something that a band produces. Loving the job of a rhythmic.
After some pool at the attic, and some sleep at the same place, we marched to Bedok to catch the bus, of course catching macs.
Track CIP at Changi.
%5B1%5D)
It was pretty boring, one of the most boring sports event CIP i ve been. EVEN vertical marathon s better. Surf and Sweat s still da best. Free tan, a brilliant time with the sand and of course the rain too. Bike rally, er, i just slept on the job.
So, all we did at Tri Factor was...
%5B1%5D)
Being retards.
Hahaha, like what Nic Kang said, everyone went mad. See the ring around the 2 retards? It s the invincible moat that deters enemies' aggression and attacks. Thou shalt not pass. And that s said to millipedes. MILLIONS OF MILLIPEDES. ok that s exaggeration. there were just every where there.
Ok, wasted a few hours there before going home to catch up on sleep.
Following 2 days were just medicals.
NS medical checkup. i m in whooping PES D! Hi five reub! seems like really gonna spend 2 years counting bullets. But it s kinda sad still, if not for thalessemia or the bleddy fainting spells, it s all PES A ratings + the NCC + Track - only male child = commando. Ok not as if i really want commando, but a retard having blood disorder is able to compete in Nationals Track and Field (Mid Distance some more) and survive it even though the oxygen transport isnt as efficient, but not able to take part in normal BMT. Isnt ironic? Well, that s me.
And i had the cyst removed. Before the whole world asks me about it. Even the medic wanted to suck blood out of it. Yep it s gone for good.
And my dad got pissed and moody. And i couldnt go for 435 BBQ. And i m broke after lending money everywhere. CENTRAL BANK BO LUI! PAY UP PAY UP! still need to go invest one.
And i finally got down to real mugging. sitting there and staring and notes for hours.
And i finally finished Prison Break. It s fantabulous. The Plan didnt make Everything right, almost. With sacrifices. If only communication could be as interesting as it is in the show, everything s gonna be real fun and witty.
And SWINE.
And i guess that s all folks! Back to mugging!
Once in a while, you gotta send somebody a smile. :)
After some pool at the attic, and some sleep at the same place, we marched to Bedok to catch the bus, of course catching macs.
Track CIP at Changi.
It was pretty boring, one of the most boring sports event CIP i ve been. EVEN vertical marathon s better. Surf and Sweat s still da best. Free tan, a brilliant time with the sand and of course the rain too. Bike rally, er, i just slept on the job.
So, all we did at Tri Factor was...
Being retards.
Hahaha, like what Nic Kang said, everyone went mad. See the ring around the 2 retards? It s the invincible moat that deters enemies' aggression and attacks. Thou shalt not pass. And that s said to millipedes. MILLIONS OF MILLIPEDES. ok that s exaggeration. there were just every where there.
Ok, wasted a few hours there before going home to catch up on sleep.
Following 2 days were just medicals.
NS medical checkup. i m in whooping PES D! Hi five reub! seems like really gonna spend 2 years counting bullets. But it s kinda sad still, if not for thalessemia or the bleddy fainting spells, it s all PES A ratings + the NCC + Track - only male child = commando. Ok not as if i really want commando, but a retard having blood disorder is able to compete in Nationals Track and Field (Mid Distance some more) and survive it even though the oxygen transport isnt as efficient, but not able to take part in normal BMT. Isnt ironic? Well, that s me.
And i had the cyst removed. Before the whole world asks me about it. Even the medic wanted to suck blood out of it. Yep it s gone for good.
And my dad got pissed and moody. And i couldnt go for 435 BBQ. And i m broke after lending money everywhere. CENTRAL BANK BO LUI! PAY UP PAY UP! still need to go invest one.
And i finally got down to real mugging. sitting there and staring and notes for hours.
And i finally finished Prison Break. It s fantabulous. The Plan didnt make Everything right, almost. With sacrifices. If only communication could be as interesting as it is in the show, everything s gonna be real fun and witty.
And SWINE.
And i guess that s all folks! Back to mugging!
Once in a while, you gotta send somebody a smile. :)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Magical week
The week has been magical.
And the best thing is, it hasnt ended yet.
TRACK CAMP
Being part of the organising team is fun. But missing out playing the games means missing out another kind of fun. Even then, being a senior and playing team bonding games when you are gonna disappear in the pile of books just some time soon is kinda ironic.
Anyways, had fun with the Night Race, coming up with the clues and games even though most were rejected. Had fun playing soccer all day long, from morning to afternoon to evening on the field, the crossing and heading was great. Couldnt sleep at night and played cards at the music corner till 4.
Continued with soccer and water games and soccer at 2am till got warned. Macs the next day and faced some music for it too. Overall, it was fun. Congrats to Shawn.
BIRTHDAY
I'M 18! Really wanna thank those who were SO generous with their greetings. Sorry if i missed out replying to any sms es or facebook. Kinda overwhelmed here. And cheers to those who sprayed champagne with me, and those who watched mature movies with me (ok pelham 1 2 3 is not m18 but it s mature eh).
Anyways, the super-material-ficial people led by the APES attempted some makeover. Knowing i m as cheapo as ever, i wont spend on this kind of stuff.
Grateful to those with me at Suntec Swenson's, gabriel, hui hui, lois, pam, yong pin. All the time and effort put into organising and getting these stuff especially the board, it s appreciated. really.
And when you join in a group of guys, especially those from SJI, you ll think BORING. That thinking s so wrong. Thanks Slayers, call me gay or whatever, but best friends forever. Love you guys.
Reubby it s been 6 years pal!
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Never have i dreamt of getting this.
I finally understand what a birthday present means, Mr Su. Thanks.
And billions of thanks to everyone who threw in those precious dollars in this, hui hui and lois for the double present, ming, jun jie, slut, shawn, ying, jeremy and everyone else. BIG BIG HUMONGOUS THANK YOU!
CLASS BBQ
Woei Xin s house was the venue. Met up at AMK for lunch and get some stuff.
Mahjong, fire, bbq, eat, slack, mahjong.
That s how it was and should be. Ok more to do.
The mountain s really HIGH.
To be some one with honour, isnt easy.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
June Holidays
ok shall keep this as short as possible. no time to spare. havent been posting pics for quite some time now, so i ll just throw 2 here.
was walking out of school and happen to see some kids playing soccer. and it wasnt only kids, see the one in purple pants? it s some auntie playing as well! haha but the main highlight wasnt only that, she actually kicked the ball .... *drumroll*... into the boy's stomach! 3 Cheers for auntie!
That was quite some time ago.
and it was Mum s birthday on 31st, Steven Gerrard s birthday on 30th. Happy Birthday!
went to somewhere in yishun i think. some country club for lunch. EX EX EX. $$$$
GP block test. Nothing much to say, just hope for the best. It s simply subjective.
June holiday s has been packed and is gonna be very packed. really gotta scrimp and save every second. Personal Mastery was kinda motivating. Dun regret going and i m not gonna regret anything. I hope.
Faith is a gift i've yet to receive.
was walking out of school and happen to see some kids playing soccer. and it wasnt only kids, see the one in purple pants? it s some auntie playing as well! haha but the main highlight wasnt only that, she actually kicked the ball .... *drumroll*... into the boy's stomach! 3 Cheers for auntie!
That was quite some time ago.
and it was Mum s birthday on 31st, Steven Gerrard s birthday on 30th. Happy Birthday!
went to somewhere in yishun i think. some country club for lunch. EX EX EX. $$$$
GP block test. Nothing much to say, just hope for the best. It s simply subjective.
June holiday s has been packed and is gonna be very packed. really gotta scrimp and save every second. Personal Mastery was kinda motivating. Dun regret going and i m not gonna regret anything. I hope.
Faith is a gift i've yet to receive.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
LIVERPOOL!
Seeking company for a break.
Angels and Demons.
And Liverpool's coming town! $88 per tic. Rival fans are welcomed to join me watch Singapore get thrashed.
SIGH SIGH SIGH. Even soccer gotta take a backseat for at least a few more days. Sprained right ankle for the fifth time i think, kinda lost count. PE with DownLoad for the last time was pretty fun. Captain s ball never fails to deliver the goods in SAJC. :)
BARCELONA VS MANCHESTER UNITED tomorrow.
Anything But Man U. ABM. Join the club.
Angels and Demons.
And Liverpool's coming town! $88 per tic. Rival fans are welcomed to join me watch Singapore get thrashed.
SIGH SIGH SIGH. Even soccer gotta take a backseat for at least a few more days. Sprained right ankle for the fifth time i think, kinda lost count. PE with DownLoad for the last time was pretty fun. Captain s ball never fails to deliver the goods in SAJC. :)
BARCELONA VS MANCHESTER UNITED tomorrow.
Anything But Man U. ABM. Join the club.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Soccer girls finals
Girls finals last Friday was some final. It s great to watch such an exciting match, end to end action. Excellent job SA, even though we didnt win, it was a good show. And our star player Jo!
Went to Tim s house for a romantic Korean dinner that he whipped up. Got to see how his life is like which is quite an eyeopener. The food was great, and the entertainment was good too. Watched youtube videos, played some guitar and english chess! After how many donkey years.
Oh and i finally completed my napfa! Just scrapped the minimal, some A s some B s. Gold can already. Anyway i dun have to worry about NS. Hmm maybe not. Better wait for the med check up before i declare anything.
Time to sleep! Tired tired tired. Night shift aint easy.
Went to Tim s house for a romantic Korean dinner that he whipped up. Got to see how his life is like which is quite an eyeopener. The food was great, and the entertainment was good too. Watched youtube videos, played some guitar and english chess! After how many donkey years.
Oh and i finally completed my napfa! Just scrapped the minimal, some A s some B s. Gold can already. Anyway i dun have to worry about NS. Hmm maybe not. Better wait for the med check up before i declare anything.
Time to sleep! Tired tired tired. Night shift aint easy.
Ah Bua Bua
We affectionately called her ah bua bua, or ah boh.
For years, she was the one doing all the chores, taking care of the oldies in the house, all alone. She cooked wonderful meals, her unique way of cooking chicken rice makes it the best, original Hainanese chicken rice. The slightly burnt rice that s scraped at the base of the pan is the famous crunchy rice. And everyone would fight for it.
June and December holidays, or even weekends, we would stay over and she would take care of us. The cai tau kueh and chwee kueh will always be on the table when we rise and shine. Add a soft boiled egg and a cup of tea. She would specially fry a 'mata lumbu' aka sunny side up for me when she knows certain dishes werent to my liking.
When it s 6pm, it s time to catch the rabbits. Russell and Ash. Russel was the senior and left right after Ash arrived. They would do their business at every corner of the house and she ll have to clean up, picking up the little black balls and at times a pool of yellow pee. They caused much trouble in the house, biting the barbwire, hiding behind the cupboards and refuse to be caught back to their cages. But she treated them like her children, even softly spanking them on their bottoms when they misbehave. She treated us like her children too.
Though she had a bad temper especially on the mahjong table, she was always a sport at the gambling den during Chinese New Year. Always the banker, and often the Santa Claus who loses to everyone and gives out extra money.
She left last Saturday. After 4 years of struggling. She remained strong. When things went downhill, she hung on, for months when most would have expected her to let go. She didnt eat for a month, and fought the hunger for a week without drip. She still hung on, until her youngest sister assured her, it s ok to let go and end the pain and suffering.
I love her.
and i love everyone of you. friends and family. always cherish them, not wait till they have left and regret for life.
For years, she was the one doing all the chores, taking care of the oldies in the house, all alone. She cooked wonderful meals, her unique way of cooking chicken rice makes it the best, original Hainanese chicken rice. The slightly burnt rice that s scraped at the base of the pan is the famous crunchy rice. And everyone would fight for it.
June and December holidays, or even weekends, we would stay over and she would take care of us. The cai tau kueh and chwee kueh will always be on the table when we rise and shine. Add a soft boiled egg and a cup of tea. She would specially fry a 'mata lumbu' aka sunny side up for me when she knows certain dishes werent to my liking.
When it s 6pm, it s time to catch the rabbits. Russell and Ash. Russel was the senior and left right after Ash arrived. They would do their business at every corner of the house and she ll have to clean up, picking up the little black balls and at times a pool of yellow pee. They caused much trouble in the house, biting the barbwire, hiding behind the cupboards and refuse to be caught back to their cages. But she treated them like her children, even softly spanking them on their bottoms when they misbehave. She treated us like her children too.
Though she had a bad temper especially on the mahjong table, she was always a sport at the gambling den during Chinese New Year. Always the banker, and often the Santa Claus who loses to everyone and gives out extra money.
She left last Saturday. After 4 years of struggling. She remained strong. When things went downhill, she hung on, for months when most would have expected her to let go. She didnt eat for a month, and fought the hunger for a week without drip. She still hung on, until her youngest sister assured her, it s ok to let go and end the pain and suffering.
I love her.
and i love everyone of you. friends and family. always cherish them, not wait till they have left and regret for life.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Where s lameness?
HI!
the king of procrastination is back. after overcoming much laziness, it s time to update. Cant really remember how i wasted my past weeks. This proves how bad my memory is.
Ying lun’s 18th was fun. Reuben, jun jie, ming, jeremy kicked started the celebration at meridien pool. I guess the present for the birthday boy and indirectly for the rest was just the presence of these fools coming together, spending time and just laughing our asses off. Sakae buffet dinner as requested by ying even though i was truly sick of japanese food. Never felt so happy for quite a long time now until these idiots came back to spark some life in my miserable life. Shawn and tongs came for dinner as well, it was just a fun night.
Then, there was one of the days, when there was a CCAB session. But we were chased out like the days at Dempsey. Haha, just the mention of the word makes me smile. Those days were one of the best. So, we wandered off to Clementi, some small court to continue playing. But, life is never smooth sailing and it poured. The normal rational being would say ok let s call it a day. But ask the 435 soccer gang + the 2 PJ wonder kids, the fun just started to begin. Yup, we played in the darn heavy rain, we slid around and fell, stood up and just laugh it off even though it hurts like mad getting whacked on the head. To cap it off, dear Mr. Su had to BUY a mop to MOP THE STREET SOCCER COURT. Hahahaha, 20 cents each. Obviously it was useless but we still had fun with the mop. It s amazing how a spherical ball can bond a group of boys and make them such good friends. Despite the time constraints and distance, we still make it a point to meet up and have some schoolboy fun. Shawn took the train from school to meet us at Clementi, and of course me, the tampines boy had the usual travelling to do since the rest live in the West.
There was also a Fisco session which was good but just did not have the right feel since the right people wasnt there. But it was just a day to ram balls, simple as that.
Hmm seems like all play right? At least i know i spent my weekends reading the bio and math lecture notes, my weekdays reading Sloman which i somewhat gave up recently, my late nights doing essays, and the scorching afternoons doing organic chem. I did spend my time quite wisely afterall. Hopefully this keeps up. Anyway, there s reallly nothing else to do, except strumming and plucking and mugging.
I was sick too. Er still am i think. Yep, never recovered. And so even though napfa stations were good, i really couldnt complete the run. Isnt it ironic, to train running like a maddog for months and now cant even complete 6 rounds. Wheezing and koffing, too much to handle.
And there were many trips to the hospital too. Still the same condition, but she showed how strong she is, ever fighting.
And and, there was one night, unconsciously i just kept smiling. It just shows how much one can do. Small gestures do have a long lasting impact. I really dun wish to hold back, but there s no way i m allowed to change how things are like now. After meeting ming and jun jie, i wonder if i lost my lameness after coming into SA. Is there any way to have fun like it was in SJI? Or is it just mundane and zombie lifestyles available to me now?
To be whacky is like committing a crime.
the king of procrastination is back. after overcoming much laziness, it s time to update. Cant really remember how i wasted my past weeks. This proves how bad my memory is.
Ying lun’s 18th was fun. Reuben, jun jie, ming, jeremy kicked started the celebration at meridien pool. I guess the present for the birthday boy and indirectly for the rest was just the presence of these fools coming together, spending time and just laughing our asses off. Sakae buffet dinner as requested by ying even though i was truly sick of japanese food. Never felt so happy for quite a long time now until these idiots came back to spark some life in my miserable life. Shawn and tongs came for dinner as well, it was just a fun night.
Then, there was one of the days, when there was a CCAB session. But we were chased out like the days at Dempsey. Haha, just the mention of the word makes me smile. Those days were one of the best. So, we wandered off to Clementi, some small court to continue playing. But, life is never smooth sailing and it poured. The normal rational being would say ok let s call it a day. But ask the 435 soccer gang + the 2 PJ wonder kids, the fun just started to begin. Yup, we played in the darn heavy rain, we slid around and fell, stood up and just laugh it off even though it hurts like mad getting whacked on the head. To cap it off, dear Mr. Su had to BUY a mop to MOP THE STREET SOCCER COURT. Hahahaha, 20 cents each. Obviously it was useless but we still had fun with the mop. It s amazing how a spherical ball can bond a group of boys and make them such good friends. Despite the time constraints and distance, we still make it a point to meet up and have some schoolboy fun. Shawn took the train from school to meet us at Clementi, and of course me, the tampines boy had the usual travelling to do since the rest live in the West.
There was also a Fisco session which was good but just did not have the right feel since the right people wasnt there. But it was just a day to ram balls, simple as that.
Hmm seems like all play right? At least i know i spent my weekends reading the bio and math lecture notes, my weekdays reading Sloman which i somewhat gave up recently, my late nights doing essays, and the scorching afternoons doing organic chem. I did spend my time quite wisely afterall. Hopefully this keeps up. Anyway, there s reallly nothing else to do, except strumming and plucking and mugging.
I was sick too. Er still am i think. Yep, never recovered. And so even though napfa stations were good, i really couldnt complete the run. Isnt it ironic, to train running like a maddog for months and now cant even complete 6 rounds. Wheezing and koffing, too much to handle.
And there were many trips to the hospital too. Still the same condition, but she showed how strong she is, ever fighting.
And and, there was one night, unconsciously i just kept smiling. It just shows how much one can do. Small gestures do have a long lasting impact. I really dun wish to hold back, but there s no way i m allowed to change how things are like now. After meeting ming and jun jie, i wonder if i lost my lameness after coming into SA. Is there any way to have fun like it was in SJI? Or is it just mundane and zombie lifestyles available to me now?
To be whacky is like committing a crime.
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Post Nationals
Havent posted for sometime now. The restrictions seem to have some effect.
Anyhow, before i forget. It s post-nationals now! And the last race was good enough for me and maybe for the rest as well.
4 X 400 Metres Relay Event 12-06 Heat 1 Lane 2
03:44.83
5th
SPH relays we did 3.49. It was a whooping 5 sec cut. Great job guys, we did our best even though it wasnt enough, i m satisfied. Pushed real hard and cut the distance to almost 15m at one part, but just died out at the end, that s my all! almost cramped.
So now it s just back to school, work work work. I have a mountain to climb. Missing almost 2 weeks of school because of season and illness is really a hell lot missed. Chem, math, econs, no idea what s happening. Equilibrium's conclusion, electrochem, halfway through complex numbers and practically everything about macroeconomy, from aims onwards, i m as clueless as a Martian. Luckily didnt miss much of bio, so it isnt as bad. There s still some knowledge.
Finally kicked a ball that day! 4 months of abstinence. Almost an amnesia of the physics, chemistry and biology of football. Forgot how to curl ball, the telepathy and chemistry with ying lun, the fitness ok maybe because i m still sick. Anyway it wasnt a very good session but played considerably well for the first part.
Wolverine was good. Choir concert not so. Missed the only possible song i could really appreciate. Not that the others were really that bad, it was good for some relaxation and peace for the soul. Cant be always blasting the headphones right. But spent quite a sum that day, heartpain. tcc slurp then ouch.
Long weekend just trapped at home playing ketchup. Oh and the highlight for yesterday was killing another cockroach for my family. Haha i really cant believe one was actually crawling on my head two months ago. If it s a lizard i ll probably freak out. Can you imagine if it leaves its tail in your hair. hahah!
that s exciting! all the cheap thrills!
Anyhow, before i forget. It s post-nationals now! And the last race was good enough for me and maybe for the rest as well.
4 X 400 Metres Relay Event 12-06 Heat 1 Lane 2
03:44.83
5th
SPH relays we did 3.49. It was a whooping 5 sec cut. Great job guys, we did our best even though it wasnt enough, i m satisfied. Pushed real hard and cut the distance to almost 15m at one part, but just died out at the end, that s my all! almost cramped.
So now it s just back to school, work work work. I have a mountain to climb. Missing almost 2 weeks of school because of season and illness is really a hell lot missed. Chem, math, econs, no idea what s happening. Equilibrium's conclusion, electrochem, halfway through complex numbers and practically everything about macroeconomy, from aims onwards, i m as clueless as a Martian. Luckily didnt miss much of bio, so it isnt as bad. There s still some knowledge.
Finally kicked a ball that day! 4 months of abstinence. Almost an amnesia of the physics, chemistry and biology of football. Forgot how to curl ball, the telepathy and chemistry with ying lun, the fitness ok maybe because i m still sick. Anyway it wasnt a very good session but played considerably well for the first part.
Wolverine was good. Choir concert not so. Missed the only possible song i could really appreciate. Not that the others were really that bad, it was good for some relaxation and peace for the soul. Cant be always blasting the headphones right. But spent quite a sum that day, heartpain. tcc slurp then ouch.
Long weekend just trapped at home playing ketchup. Oh and the highlight for yesterday was killing another cockroach for my family. Haha i really cant believe one was actually crawling on my head two months ago. If it s a lizard i ll probably freak out. Can you imagine if it leaves its tail in your hair. hahah!
that s exciting! all the cheap thrills!
Friday, April 17, 2009
Nationals Track and Field
Nationals.
Tag Number [155]
800 Metres Heat 2 Event 01-04 Lane 10
02:22.51
25
DNQ
400 Metres Heat 5 Event 04-01 Lane 6
00:56.74
21
QFY
400 Metres S/Final 3 Event 06-04 Lane 1
00:57.24
22
DNQ
Results. That s all that matters right?
Disappointed. Not because the individual journey has to end here. But the way it ended. 800m, i promised to give my best, but didnt. Just one tactical error killed everything. I sacrificed the gift, if i had any in the first place. Tried a slow first lap to conserve energy but it was way too slow. 68 sec? Too comfortable. That s not a 800m race and i cant even better the 2.17 in Allcomers when i knew that wasnt the best.
400m heats. Gave my all. No regrets. Lesson learnt from the previous race. Yet, the 55secs didnt come. BIG SIGH.
400m semis. Felt tired from the start. Attending school in the morning really zaps energy. The shin was complaining right from the warm up. And guess what. LANE ONE. It just had to be, adding to the collection of coming in last in the cursed lane.
Overall, nationals was an eyeopener. To see real monsters burning the track, to be part of field events like pole vault which i never saw in reality, the clapping was somewhat fun. And more importantly, to experience running with elite runners. Somehow i was fated with Weihan from sji and now acjc, seeing the gigantic difference between a 1 year crashcourse noob and a 5 year seasoned athlete.
Joining track in SAJC was never a wrong choice, we just needed more time and practice to realise our maximum potential. Even though nationals wasnt a very pleasant running experience, with the flu bug, inflammed throat and the ever persevering shin splints, at least i learnt something. I have some of the 'gift' afterall and am better than what the results show.
It s really depressing. I cant wait for bio lecture next week. I want to know more. When you are part of it, when you feel it, when you see it with your own eyes, you finally understand what it s all about. The process is painful to watch. Every now and then, the images play in my head, the words echo, and i feel guilty. I never saw this coming. The condition, physically, now mentally. It s bad, really bad.
Cherish what you have now, for it might be taken away anytime, especially when you least expected it.
It s a natural process that Man fails to combat. We must all accept but unfortunately painstakingly. That s the only consolation.
Tag Number [155]
800 Metres Heat 2 Event 01-04 Lane 10
02:22.51
25
DNQ
400 Metres Heat 5 Event 04-01 Lane 6
00:56.74
21
QFY
400 Metres S/Final 3 Event 06-04 Lane 1
00:57.24
22
DNQ
Results. That s all that matters right?
Disappointed. Not because the individual journey has to end here. But the way it ended. 800m, i promised to give my best, but didnt. Just one tactical error killed everything. I sacrificed the gift, if i had any in the first place. Tried a slow first lap to conserve energy but it was way too slow. 68 sec? Too comfortable. That s not a 800m race and i cant even better the 2.17 in Allcomers when i knew that wasnt the best.
400m heats. Gave my all. No regrets. Lesson learnt from the previous race. Yet, the 55secs didnt come. BIG SIGH.
400m semis. Felt tired from the start. Attending school in the morning really zaps energy. The shin was complaining right from the warm up. And guess what. LANE ONE. It just had to be, adding to the collection of coming in last in the cursed lane.
Overall, nationals was an eyeopener. To see real monsters burning the track, to be part of field events like pole vault which i never saw in reality, the clapping was somewhat fun. And more importantly, to experience running with elite runners. Somehow i was fated with Weihan from sji and now acjc, seeing the gigantic difference between a 1 year crashcourse noob and a 5 year seasoned athlete.
Joining track in SAJC was never a wrong choice, we just needed more time and practice to realise our maximum potential. Even though nationals wasnt a very pleasant running experience, with the flu bug, inflammed throat and the ever persevering shin splints, at least i learnt something. I have some of the 'gift' afterall and am better than what the results show.
It s really depressing. I cant wait for bio lecture next week. I want to know more. When you are part of it, when you feel it, when you see it with your own eyes, you finally understand what it s all about. The process is painful to watch. Every now and then, the images play in my head, the words echo, and i feel guilty. I never saw this coming. The condition, physically, now mentally. It s bad, really bad.
Cherish what you have now, for it might be taken away anytime, especially when you least expected it.
It s a natural process that Man fails to combat. We must all accept but unfortunately painstakingly. That s the only consolation.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Sports Day and' PW results
I would be lying if i say i m not upset to miss out on this sports day.
I would be lying if i say i m not happy that PW was graded A.
It s mixed.
The medal means nothing. It s the experience. To see yong pin's burning desire to run warms my heart. To see shawn finishing like insane bolt makes me smile. To see everyone else working so well as a team even when we dun even know each other is simply amazing. To see running a race as an expression of art and oneself makes every runner proud.
It is in giving that we receive. To give someone else a milestone in life, to fulfil a wish, does feel great even at the little expense of yourself. YP, dun worry, you deserved that race. I have a bigger one next week. Perhaps it is a blessing in disguise, the only way to control my indisciplined self which i tend to follow the heart more often than the brain. A complete week of recovery for the troublesome shins.
4th Allcomers last sunday. 2.17.96. Could have done better. Disappointed for making the wrong choice at the 3rd 200.
PW s back. 2 words. Relief. Empathy. Even after hearing my name, knowing it as the last one, there was a sinking feeling. That s all? There are others who deserve better and it s just isnt justified for them. PW is one big loophole, fullstop. If i comment further, i wouldnt need to post in future.
Yet i m relieved for my group. Glad that everything paid off. The time and effort. From the countless drafts of PI to the infinite editing of WR to the sore throat OP. The extra extra work done, from the calls for interviews, transcript that s probably 30 pages long, to a self directed production, to every single detail of the project. All the sample letters, application forms, game rules, floorplans, even security and cleaning manpower, sponsorship, real postcards, brochures, posters, sound effects, graphics, props and just so many to list down. We tried our best. All that could be done, was done.
To end off with a less solemn mood, those 11 really gave their best. Tribute to the legendary record breaking team.
Diana
Cassie
Jolena
Samantha
Yiwen
Charmaine
Timothy
Benjamin
Yong Pin
Ying Lun
Shawn
Like what ying said, this is indeed the imba last minute team. Kudos to Sam for wanting to win so much. If not no one would have bothered. Bringing the team together was such a chore, but most importantly now, it is proven muggers can run too.
You should have trusted, from the start.
I would be lying if i say i m not happy that PW was graded A.
It s mixed.
The medal means nothing. It s the experience. To see yong pin's burning desire to run warms my heart. To see shawn finishing like insane bolt makes me smile. To see everyone else working so well as a team even when we dun even know each other is simply amazing. To see running a race as an expression of art and oneself makes every runner proud.
It is in giving that we receive. To give someone else a milestone in life, to fulfil a wish, does feel great even at the little expense of yourself. YP, dun worry, you deserved that race. I have a bigger one next week. Perhaps it is a blessing in disguise, the only way to control my indisciplined self which i tend to follow the heart more often than the brain. A complete week of recovery for the troublesome shins.
4th Allcomers last sunday. 2.17.96. Could have done better. Disappointed for making the wrong choice at the 3rd 200.
PW s back. 2 words. Relief. Empathy. Even after hearing my name, knowing it as the last one, there was a sinking feeling. That s all? There are others who deserve better and it s just isnt justified for them. PW is one big loophole, fullstop. If i comment further, i wouldnt need to post in future.
Yet i m relieved for my group. Glad that everything paid off. The time and effort. From the countless drafts of PI to the infinite editing of WR to the sore throat OP. The extra extra work done, from the calls for interviews, transcript that s probably 30 pages long, to a self directed production, to every single detail of the project. All the sample letters, application forms, game rules, floorplans, even security and cleaning manpower, sponsorship, real postcards, brochures, posters, sound effects, graphics, props and just so many to list down. We tried our best. All that could be done, was done.
To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the gift.
-Steve Prefontaine
To end off with a less solemn mood, those 11 really gave their best. Tribute to the legendary record breaking team.
Diana
Cassie
Jolena
Samantha
Yiwen
Charmaine
Timothy
Benjamin
Yong Pin
Ying Lun
Shawn
Like what ying said, this is indeed the imba last minute team. Kudos to Sam for wanting to win so much. If not no one would have bothered. Bringing the team together was such a chore, but most importantly now, it is proven muggers can run too.
You should have trusted, from the start.
Friday, April 03, 2009
Post BT1
Haha, i feel like crying.
There are times when you dunno whether to laugh or cry. Or maybe just do them both simulataneously.
Friends friends dear friends. Wonders they create. Storms they cause. Peer pressure came in the form of positive and negative. Peer support came too, in tough times like this. Emotions are wavering in the uproar. Yet, i m blessed.
Rise to the occasion. Not so occasionally. Just THE occasion. That s what i ve been doing all the time. Hanging by the starboard, throughout the entire journey, and pulling myself up to the deck when the waves damp my feet. But now, i slipped. Paddling furiously back. My mates are offering a hand, but the old captain's at the helm. He wouldnt budge. No one is EVER allowed to fall. But now i have, will he pick me up?
The pain was excruciating today. Numbing it was only temporal. It s gonna be a painful 2 - 3 weeks. It s still bearable. Barely bearable.
800m in 2 days time. High hopes, high expectations, only achieved by the level of punishment my body can withstand. The foot, the ankle, the calf, the shin, the quads, the hamstring, the core, the arm, and most importantly, the mind. I need to adjust the state of mind. Have to be focussed.
SPH Relays last week, probably wasnt in the best shape but i m close to my target.
The teachers understand, does the P?
The class is upping the tempo, only to drift away from one another.
I'm not doing anything, wait, can i?
I am not discouraged because every wrong attempt discarded is another step forward.
There's so much to say but i always choose not to.
There are times when you dunno whether to laugh or cry. Or maybe just do them both simulataneously.
Friends friends dear friends. Wonders they create. Storms they cause. Peer pressure came in the form of positive and negative. Peer support came too, in tough times like this. Emotions are wavering in the uproar. Yet, i m blessed.
Rise to the occasion. Not so occasionally. Just THE occasion. That s what i ve been doing all the time. Hanging by the starboard, throughout the entire journey, and pulling myself up to the deck when the waves damp my feet. But now, i slipped. Paddling furiously back. My mates are offering a hand, but the old captain's at the helm. He wouldnt budge. No one is EVER allowed to fall. But now i have, will he pick me up?
The pain was excruciating today. Numbing it was only temporal. It s gonna be a painful 2 - 3 weeks. It s still bearable. Barely bearable.
800m in 2 days time. High hopes, high expectations, only achieved by the level of punishment my body can withstand. The foot, the ankle, the calf, the shin, the quads, the hamstring, the core, the arm, and most importantly, the mind. I need to adjust the state of mind. Have to be focussed.
SPH Relays last week, probably wasnt in the best shape but i m close to my target.
The teachers understand, does the P?
The class is upping the tempo, only to drift away from one another.
I'm not doing anything, wait, can i?
I am not discouraged because every wrong attempt discarded is another step forward.
There's so much to say but i always choose not to.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
U
If there s anyone who actually has a hint of the state i m in now, it s LLC. Because he is the only one on board the same boat. Apart from H2 Econs and H2 Bio, we are almost in the same pair of shoes.
A decision that never came easy, and a path that will never be easy. The load seem to increase, the frustration follows. It s kinda justified, but not to such an extent. I m fine with facing failure, but not others that i face daily. All i ask for is time. I know there isnt a lot left, but, honestly i trust my sanity to last me through everything. It s not being complacent, because it has never been an issue, being never at the top. It s just a matter of trust and time.
Distance taught me many things. Perseverance and pushing beyond limits are life long skills. I m not trying to boast about being in distance, but it s indeed for a special breed of people - like Bio. Trainings are tough, but LLC and i never slacked in our strides. We push to the max, and even beyond the max for every single training. Encountering complete exhaustion, fainting, migraines, cramps, long lasting lactic acid, breathing difficulties, shin splints etc. It s all part of being in Track, but i ve got Coach's backing on this, 'Distance is tougher than Sprints'. I've thought of giving up and just join Sprints, so many times, i can be a specialised 400m runner under coach or even go shorter distances like 200m, take things at least a little easier. But looking at how LLC and Monique's determination overcome the mind, is seriously inspiring. These are the special breed of people. They dun just give up.
3 times a week. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, we go home completely dead. The next day is just a fight to stay awake. The weekends are just to pay the rest debt and do that little bit of work. And weekends arent just weekends anymore, it s for so many other things other than leisure. I m just a zombie in school, roaming the campus, going through the motions of school life but not internalising the content. A bad start easily kills everything. A disruption breaks the momentum. I'm no robot.
I may seem slack, indifferent and oblivious to everything. But it s really difficult to be pushing beyond limits daily. Limits are in existance for a reason. To take a step more is an achievement. If i d given in, i would have just dropped Econs to H1 and take the easier way out. But i chose to persist. And i hope those who pin any kind of hopes on me, do grant me some time. Results dun inverse overnight.
I m tired. Very very tired. I chose this path of high intensity torture that sometimes i wonder if i m even medically up for it. But i survived till now. Just one more month. Being the most worn out zombie in class and probably in school isnt helping. So please, do understand, world.
The pain is bearable, the peserverance is maintainable, only with understanding and just that little bit of support. And more minute hands to keep the clock going.
A decision that never came easy, and a path that will never be easy. The load seem to increase, the frustration follows. It s kinda justified, but not to such an extent. I m fine with facing failure, but not others that i face daily. All i ask for is time. I know there isnt a lot left, but, honestly i trust my sanity to last me through everything. It s not being complacent, because it has never been an issue, being never at the top. It s just a matter of trust and time.
Distance taught me many things. Perseverance and pushing beyond limits are life long skills. I m not trying to boast about being in distance, but it s indeed for a special breed of people - like Bio. Trainings are tough, but LLC and i never slacked in our strides. We push to the max, and even beyond the max for every single training. Encountering complete exhaustion, fainting, migraines, cramps, long lasting lactic acid, breathing difficulties, shin splints etc. It s all part of being in Track, but i ve got Coach's backing on this, 'Distance is tougher than Sprints'. I've thought of giving up and just join Sprints, so many times, i can be a specialised 400m runner under coach or even go shorter distances like 200m, take things at least a little easier. But looking at how LLC and Monique's determination overcome the mind, is seriously inspiring. These are the special breed of people. They dun just give up.
3 times a week. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, we go home completely dead. The next day is just a fight to stay awake. The weekends are just to pay the rest debt and do that little bit of work. And weekends arent just weekends anymore, it s for so many other things other than leisure. I m just a zombie in school, roaming the campus, going through the motions of school life but not internalising the content. A bad start easily kills everything. A disruption breaks the momentum. I'm no robot.
I may seem slack, indifferent and oblivious to everything. But it s really difficult to be pushing beyond limits daily. Limits are in existance for a reason. To take a step more is an achievement. If i d given in, i would have just dropped Econs to H1 and take the easier way out. But i chose to persist. And i hope those who pin any kind of hopes on me, do grant me some time. Results dun inverse overnight.
I m tired. Very very tired. I chose this path of high intensity torture that sometimes i wonder if i m even medically up for it. But i survived till now. Just one more month. Being the most worn out zombie in class and probably in school isnt helping. So please, do understand, world.
The pain is bearable, the peserverance is maintainable, only with understanding and just that little bit of support. And more minute hands to keep the clock going.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Gotta Be Somebody - Nickelback
Great rhythm, nice lyrics, catchy.
Gotta Be Somebody - Nickelback
This time
I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing
I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting
Will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen
So I'll be holdin' my breath
Right up 'til the end
Until that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Tonight
Out on the street, out in the moonlight
And, damn it, this feels too right
It's just like deja vu
Me standin' here with you
So I'll be holdin' my breath
Could this be the end?
Is it that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with?
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Ooh!
You can't give up
When you're lookin' for a diamond in the rough
Because you'll never know when it shows up
Make sure you're holdin' on
Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me, oh!
Nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
How true, out of 6.76 billion people as of now.
Gotta Be Somebody - Nickelback
This time
I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing
I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting
Will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen
So I'll be holdin' my breath
Right up 'til the end
Until that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Tonight
Out on the street, out in the moonlight
And, damn it, this feels too right
It's just like deja vu
Me standin' here with you
So I'll be holdin' my breath
Could this be the end?
Is it that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with?
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Ooh!
You can't give up
When you're lookin' for a diamond in the rough
Because you'll never know when it shows up
Make sure you're holdin' on
Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on
Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me, oh!
Nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Nobody wants to be the last one there
Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
How true, out of 6.76 billion people as of now.
Track outing to sentosa
Track outing to Sentosa was fun.
Beach volleyball, soccer, touch rug, frisbee at Sentosa. Post Sentosa to Vivo which included walking about aimlessly deciding what to eat before finally breaking up and meeting again for cards at the roof. It was a good outing.
Even better, another treat from my dearest aunt at Pan Pacific Global Kitchen. If only i can just stay there from day to night. Great ambience and chef, even though the main highlight is the buffet food, it s the on-the-spot-cooked prawns and crayfish that rocked. Emu was somewhat like turkey and the tenderloin was definitely left there for too long. Probably it s due to just 3 tables being filled. DIY tea was something new. Price tag not justified though.
Today was by far the most productive day. BY FAR, when BT is just 2 days away. Wait, 1 day. Please prepare the grave. Thank you.
Beach volleyball, soccer, touch rug, frisbee at Sentosa. Post Sentosa to Vivo which included walking about aimlessly deciding what to eat before finally breaking up and meeting again for cards at the roof. It was a good outing.
Even better, another treat from my dearest aunt at Pan Pacific Global Kitchen. If only i can just stay there from day to night. Great ambience and chef, even though the main highlight is the buffet food, it s the on-the-spot-cooked prawns and crayfish that rocked. Emu was somewhat like turkey and the tenderloin was definitely left there for too long. Probably it s due to just 3 tables being filled. DIY tea was something new. Price tag not justified though.
Today was by far the most productive day. BY FAR, when BT is just 2 days away. Wait, 1 day. Please prepare the grave. Thank you.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
March Hols
休息是为了走更长的路。
- A. Lim
Haha. But apparently I m resting a tad too much. Been doing too many non-academics stuff.
Block test so far, hmm, how should I put it? Haha maybe the Barney gay song ?
I love U, U love me, we are happy family…
Oh well, it s part of a life-long education, to teach us to accept failure in our stride and to learn from it in time for the real thing. But honestly, it s time, people. Time to get down to real work. Like back in the second half of the sec 4 year. It won’t be as easy as 2007 with season coming up and considering the snowball on my desk isn’t melting at a fast dy/dt. Anyway, back to how I wasted my time away.
FRIDAY
It s simply sleep and slack. Recovering from last minute mugging for the past week.
SATURDAY to SUNDAY
It s when the adventure around Singapore began. TAMPINES. Woke up early to meet Pam for NUS open house to attend some talks. Bumped into Wei Li there as well. DOVER. Left when we couldn’t take the business talk anymore and went to BUGIS junction for late lunch. Checked out Sim Lim Square for headphones but nothing was good. Ying Lun called, met trackers at PS CJ. DHOBBY GHAUT. Watched them eat after Allcomers and went to Paradiz for a short pool session. Next, to KEAT HONG Palm Gardens, Shawn’s house for Man U- Liverpool match. I guess everyone knows the result by now right? Heh. Really happy with how they played. Not so sure about the host though. Met Lois at the LRT station and took to CHOA CHU KANG MRT and ultimately to BOON LAY. Met Zheng Da who was waiting for ages and 179ed to NTU. Slept, woke up, Sam, Van, Mann came but wasn’t split into the same group. Bussed with Lois to some where near JURONG EAST. It’s some industrial area that s quite uluated that we cant even find a toilet. Ended up walking into a building which the guard forgot to lock the gate to borrow the toilet. Did marshalling, and was picked up by the bus to move back to NTU to get lunch and then redropped at HOUGANG. Did more marshalling, partly in the rain but was lucky enough to be near a bus stop and actually slept there for almost an hour. Bike Rally was sort of cancelled and we were asked to go home. So, bussed through PASIR RIS, then to TAMPINES to meet family there. Lois experimented the ‘3 hour 67’ to CCK but busted the myth. It s now 1.5 hour 67. Finally got home, napped, Matrix, conked.
MONDAY
School, but was a total waste of time. The rest of the day was super unproductive, just didn’t have the mood. But the mouth got a treat, the ears too. Hui hui treated pizza. Didn’t know choir was that good until they invaded the music corner for a ‘warm up’. Didn’t know Cassie was that good on the piano until the ‘practice’ session. Hmm too many modest people in the world already. Track, pretty slack hence shocking because I was told to do starting blocks. It was a provocative move that got tongues wagging and minds speculating. But it was quite fun to do something new.
TUESDAY
Lessons and probably waste of time again. Macs breakfast. Went back school to sleep, only to wake up in time for distractions and training. Made an unwise decision to go to Tau Huey with Gabs just before training. Turned out it wasn’t gym for me but 400, 300, 200, 400. Stomach groaned as expected. Phlegm choked, but still managed reasonable timings. Puked a lil and that s when A.Lim made that statement. It s kinda inspirational in a way since I realized there are more chiongsters apart from myself. Rejoined the pack in the gym and for the announcement for team sajc, which confirms the speculation that I m in 400m individual, 4 x 400m team and also 800m. Really grateful to ms tan and coach for offering me this chance. Will try my bestest best. Aunt was feeling rich again and gave a treat at Yummy Crab along Changi Road, the adidas sundown marathon place (wanna be there this year again!)
WEDNESDAY
Basically paid my fatigue debt and guitar debt and jun jia badminton racket restringing debt. Which tallies up to another slack day.
Which means I gotta start right now. Tata.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Sick
Sleeping my life away since Thursday.
Friday, Chinese Boy. Expected worse, since the expectation is lowered, there is an element of surprise. Which is always my policy. Congrats to those who had a chinese astroboy which theoretically doesnt exist, and best of luck to those retaking, seize the last chance!
Another buffet, at Orchard Hotel. It s somewhat a tradition in the house after receiving major exam results (which turn out usually REASONABLY good).
Saturday, refer to the first line.
Sunday, refer to the first line.
Somehow, a familiar fragrance hung around me today. Perhaps it s an illusion, perhaps it s the medicine. But i cant deny it came from the mind.
Friday, Chinese Boy. Expected worse, since the expectation is lowered, there is an element of surprise. Which is always my policy. Congrats to those who had a chinese astroboy which theoretically doesnt exist, and best of luck to those retaking, seize the last chance!
Another buffet, at Orchard Hotel. It s somewhat a tradition in the house after receiving major exam results (which turn out usually REASONABLY good).
Saturday, refer to the first line.
Sunday, refer to the first line.
Somehow, a familiar fragrance hung around me today. Perhaps it s an illusion, perhaps it s the medicine. But i cant deny it came from the mind.
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Surf and Sweat, Cross Country
I wonder how i ended up spending time in Merchant Court having buffet yet again to torturing myself at Sentosa to East Coast Park and now, at home.
Week round up, Aunt s treat last Wednesday. Wasnt the classy hotel, more of an Asian cut. Crayfish was the highlight.
Saturday, Jurong Point, productive mugging on train. Met up with Pam and Lois for dinner at Food Court before the rest came. Movie Slumdog Millionaire, should have booked earlier to get better seats but it wasnt that bad apart from the start where there was too much action and caused some headache. Overall it was a good show, 4 Stars. Ridiculous though, it s just a show that worth 10 bucks.
Bussed to NTU. Busy talking to Gabs and missed the stop, went one round and still had to walk. Singlet no size. Felt for the girls. Oh well. Slept for 1 hour and strolled alone and Ying Lun joined, followed by bridge. Showered and left for Sentosa.
Assigned stations, road marshalls, burnt for 8 hours, froze for 2 hours. It was really quite extreme, considering i couldnt hold my piss and had to walk in the rain and freeze longer than others. Tram ride was spasmodic reaction all the way. Ran back, tried to help the rest but hindered. Got bags after a long time, stuff fell out, went back to get, before finally getting out of Sentosa after changing.
Harbourfont, Breadtalk and slept all the way home.
Training on Monday, Core since i was feeling sick ald.
Tuesday, PE captains ball finally had 3 monsters on my team, which was definitely imba. Training, supposed to be light weights but tonnes were on my sunburnt shoulders. Should i say the other white singlet NTU gave.
Wednesday, Cross country, 7.20 nature s call, Mcdonalds, Strepsils + Fuel Gel = YUCKS. Jumped into action, phlegm choked the pipe, tried my best, scrapped a 52. Which is utterly disgusting, but considering my plight,
It was all in the mind, pushed hard from midpoint, thought it was ending and sprinted but obviously wasnt and ended up sprinting 1 km. Thought of giving up seeing all those who started in front bursting away, while i was stranded in the middle, but kept thinking, i'd never know i've lost unless i gave up. Sick and screwed up but still managed to complete it, happy with it.
Parkway, lunch, beef noodle as usual, walked about, enjoying the shopping mall ambience on a weekday. Bussed 12 home.
Bathed, slept for 5 hours, woke up shivering, yet burning. Docs, MC.
There goes Cross Country. i m disappointed but running, a fever literally, made the result satisfying. There s no next time, but i tried my best.
Commendable efforts from Gabs, Zheng Da and Cassie. And He Wei, a livewire indeed.
It has been an eventful and memorable week, wouldnt turn back time to change anything, Surf and Sweating with classmates was torturous, but at least we experienced it together, going through thick and thin, from movie to shivering. Thanks to Lois, Pam, Zheng Da, Gabs, Cassie, Jing Yan, Jolena and Hui Hui. Especially Gabs, being accompanied by him for probably 20 hours made life a bit better, Zheng Da for being the worst off fella and hilarious statements and deeds.
Cross country, shawn, ying and lip chiau. Sensational runs, great job.
Now off to get rid of whatever foreign bodies in me.
Week round up, Aunt s treat last Wednesday. Wasnt the classy hotel, more of an Asian cut. Crayfish was the highlight.
Saturday, Jurong Point, productive mugging on train. Met up with Pam and Lois for dinner at Food Court before the rest came. Movie Slumdog Millionaire, should have booked earlier to get better seats but it wasnt that bad apart from the start where there was too much action and caused some headache. Overall it was a good show, 4 Stars. Ridiculous though, it s just a show that worth 10 bucks.
Bussed to NTU. Busy talking to Gabs and missed the stop, went one round and still had to walk. Singlet no size. Felt for the girls. Oh well. Slept for 1 hour and strolled alone and Ying Lun joined, followed by bridge. Showered and left for Sentosa.
Assigned stations, road marshalls, burnt for 8 hours, froze for 2 hours. It was really quite extreme, considering i couldnt hold my piss and had to walk in the rain and freeze longer than others. Tram ride was spasmodic reaction all the way. Ran back, tried to help the rest but hindered. Got bags after a long time, stuff fell out, went back to get, before finally getting out of Sentosa after changing.
Harbourfont, Breadtalk and slept all the way home.
Training on Monday, Core since i was feeling sick ald.
Tuesday, PE captains ball finally had 3 monsters on my team, which was definitely imba. Training, supposed to be light weights but tonnes were on my sunburnt shoulders. Should i say the other white singlet NTU gave.
Wednesday, Cross country, 7.20 nature s call, Mcdonalds, Strepsils + Fuel Gel = YUCKS. Jumped into action, phlegm choked the pipe, tried my best, scrapped a 52. Which is utterly disgusting, but considering my plight,
"I tried my best and have no regrets at all"
-William Hung
It was all in the mind, pushed hard from midpoint, thought it was ending and sprinted but obviously wasnt and ended up sprinting 1 km. Thought of giving up seeing all those who started in front bursting away, while i was stranded in the middle, but kept thinking, i'd never know i've lost unless i gave up. Sick and screwed up but still managed to complete it, happy with it.
Parkway, lunch, beef noodle as usual, walked about, enjoying the shopping mall ambience on a weekday. Bussed 12 home.
Bathed, slept for 5 hours, woke up shivering, yet burning. Docs, MC.
There goes Cross Country. i m disappointed but running, a fever literally, made the result satisfying. There s no next time, but i tried my best.
Commendable efforts from Gabs, Zheng Da and Cassie. And He Wei, a livewire indeed.
It has been an eventful and memorable week, wouldnt turn back time to change anything, Surf and Sweating with classmates was torturous, but at least we experienced it together, going through thick and thin, from movie to shivering. Thanks to Lois, Pam, Zheng Da, Gabs, Cassie, Jing Yan, Jolena and Hui Hui. Especially Gabs, being accompanied by him for probably 20 hours made life a bit better, Zheng Da for being the worst off fella and hilarious statements and deeds.
Cross country, shawn, ying and lip chiau. Sensational runs, great job.
Now off to get rid of whatever foreign bodies in me.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Complicated
Yong Pin said my posts are airy. Acknowledged.
Anyway, it s back to airy posts. PE and Track. haha.
In fact there s nothing much to say about PE. Track was xiong on Thursday. Joined sprints for training. Pyrimid. 400, 300, 200, 100, 200, 300, 400, 500. 3 min break in between, timed runs. I managed 400 to 400 but legs decided not to go for the last 500. Did ok for a first time, managed to come in under the stipulated time except for one 200, missed by a second. It was a good training.
Ok about work, i m down to it right now.
Tag Replies. (yong pin commented about tag replies also. acknowledged.)
HUI HUI - many things happened.
LOIS - you tag so many times that i have to choose which one to reply to. oh ya, you said no need to reply right.. alrightie!
DS - yea i m missing cookies too. march hols. promised.
TOOTHPICK - it is to a small teeny weeny extent. a nicer word would be reflective.
JY - true. appreciate and cherish everything present.
JOLENA - oh no, sounds like a GP discussion. nothing ever makes sense is indeed the best conclusion.
JEREMY - no copyright infringements.
SAM - haha i m more of abusing both of them everyday. but i ll try to, TRY.
MUG!!!
Anyway, it s back to airy posts. PE and Track. haha.
In fact there s nothing much to say about PE. Track was xiong on Thursday. Joined sprints for training. Pyrimid. 400, 300, 200, 100, 200, 300, 400, 500. 3 min break in between, timed runs. I managed 400 to 400 but legs decided not to go for the last 500. Did ok for a first time, managed to come in under the stipulated time except for one 200, missed by a second. It was a good training.
Ok about work, i m down to it right now.
Tag Replies. (yong pin commented about tag replies also. acknowledged.)
HUI HUI - many things happened.
LOIS - you tag so many times that i have to choose which one to reply to. oh ya, you said no need to reply right.. alrightie!
DS - yea i m missing cookies too. march hols. promised.
TOOTHPICK - it is to a small teeny weeny extent. a nicer word would be reflective.
JY - true. appreciate and cherish everything present.
JOLENA - oh no, sounds like a GP discussion. nothing ever makes sense is indeed the best conclusion.
JEREMY - no copyright infringements.
SAM - haha i m more of abusing both of them everyday. but i ll try to, TRY.
MUG!!!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
If only...
if only the clock turns 3 revolutions a day,
if only a movie theatre exists right here,
if only salted popcorn rained on my bed,
if only the phlegm turns into saliva,
if only weekdays turn into weekends,
if only running can be like before,
if only overlapping runs can be made daily,
if only the longing burns away,
if only the cold wind blows forever,
if only tests are always decades away,
if only knowledge has boundaries,
if only the pen moves by itself,
if only buddies never change,
if only nostalgia faces extinction,
if only the world understands,
happiness is defined.
if only a movie theatre exists right here,
if only salted popcorn rained on my bed,
if only the phlegm turns into saliva,
if only weekdays turn into weekends,
if only running can be like before,
if only overlapping runs can be made daily,
if only the longing burns away,
if only the cold wind blows forever,
if only tests are always decades away,
if only knowledge has boundaries,
if only the pen moves by itself,
if only buddies never change,
if only nostalgia faces extinction,
if only the world understands,
happiness is defined.
Exhaust
What comes out when an exhausted person farts?
Ans: Exhaust!
hahahaha. then probably i ve been releasing exhaust for the whole week.
it has been an extrememly tiring week. it might be due to Allcomers, burning my federal reserves leaving me with none for the rest of the week. i realised all that i blog about for the week is mainly just 1) Training, 2) PE. So i might as well just do it systematically right unless there s more interesting stuff than that. Books? Erm no.
Monday s training, long run and core. Core was simply hardcore. 5 sets of 1.30min. Long run was suppose to help the shins but apparently it made them worse. Cold spray became my best friend for the week, though it didnt help when the pain was too overwhelming.
Tuesday was orientation for J1s. Gym cut halfway. Anyway we couldnt do most leg exercises. Captain s ball was fun. Managed to remember some names. Turn out was a boom. let s see if they can take it.
Wednesday PE frisbee. Wasnt suppose to run, so volunteered to be keeper. Let in 3 disappointing shots. Loke s shot was exception, the other 2 could have been stopped if i was more alert. It was fun though. Tyco-ness creeped in again, scored from one end to the other. It was suppose to be for anyone upfront to grab but everyone missed so it just went in. Unlike Captain s ball, the intention was there, but tyco certainly helped.
Thursday training, oh Quads have something to say,"I hate thursday's training!" ah well, for the sake of shaving off 9 seconds. Shin said,"Sorry Quads, you gotta solo." 500m of lunges is no joke, that s why neither Quads nor Shin is laughing. In fact, Quads cried on Friday, the whole day.
Friday, Quads was crying. PE, Shin teared too. Captain s ball vs S01. For the first time i felt so demoralised. They were all unsavable. Stretched and jumped as high as i could, all at the right time, even got up at zero angle, crashed the Captain down, i still cant save it. Even with Zheng Da s shoulder, still cant get it. Changed tactics and charged the shooter down and they came up with basketball tricks to somehow score. Roughed back but found no appropriate way to defend. The only way to win is to concede, but score more than you concede.
Saturday, slept till my heart, mind, body and eyes content. Out for dinner at Marina Square, met some SA peeps, i think S and F gathering. One day break, next day gotta work.
there was a weird conversation that day. i couldnt understand the tone. maybe the phrasing was off but it sure struck me. did i make the right decision? i have to prove it in other ways.
then, there s another ongoing incident. one that has been happening since the start of the year maybe stretching back to the end of last year. am i doing the right thing? it seems pretty mean, it seems unlike me, it seems to be making feel guilty. even if i made up my mind, should i be doing this? the rationale is to act as a preventive measure, things seem to go as planned but when there s quiet and peace and just the time alone, i wished nothing had gone as planned. maybe i should offer one more chance, maybe to know more? risky it is. it s unavoidable. and it s unbelievable that there are other observant people around, who knows more than they appear to be able to see. i guess i ll just play along.
and sometimes it gets irritating to be honest. being tolerant is good, being continuously tolerant pushes limits, being tolerant for life is an immortal virtue. the best thing to do is to avoid, sometimes running away is indeed the best solution.
i trust myself to do the right thing, waiting for someone to trust in me. completely.
Ans: Exhaust!
hahahaha. then probably i ve been releasing exhaust for the whole week.
it has been an extrememly tiring week. it might be due to Allcomers, burning my federal reserves leaving me with none for the rest of the week. i realised all that i blog about for the week is mainly just 1) Training, 2) PE. So i might as well just do it systematically right unless there s more interesting stuff than that. Books? Erm no.
Monday s training, long run and core. Core was simply hardcore. 5 sets of 1.30min. Long run was suppose to help the shins but apparently it made them worse. Cold spray became my best friend for the week, though it didnt help when the pain was too overwhelming.
Tuesday was orientation for J1s. Gym cut halfway. Anyway we couldnt do most leg exercises. Captain s ball was fun. Managed to remember some names. Turn out was a boom. let s see if they can take it.
Wednesday PE frisbee. Wasnt suppose to run, so volunteered to be keeper. Let in 3 disappointing shots. Loke s shot was exception, the other 2 could have been stopped if i was more alert. It was fun though. Tyco-ness creeped in again, scored from one end to the other. It was suppose to be for anyone upfront to grab but everyone missed so it just went in. Unlike Captain s ball, the intention was there, but tyco certainly helped.
Thursday training, oh Quads have something to say,"I hate thursday's training!" ah well, for the sake of shaving off 9 seconds. Shin said,"Sorry Quads, you gotta solo." 500m of lunges is no joke, that s why neither Quads nor Shin is laughing. In fact, Quads cried on Friday, the whole day.
Friday, Quads was crying. PE, Shin teared too. Captain s ball vs S01. For the first time i felt so demoralised. They were all unsavable. Stretched and jumped as high as i could, all at the right time, even got up at zero angle, crashed the Captain down, i still cant save it. Even with Zheng Da s shoulder, still cant get it. Changed tactics and charged the shooter down and they came up with basketball tricks to somehow score. Roughed back but found no appropriate way to defend. The only way to win is to concede, but score more than you concede.
Saturday, slept till my heart, mind, body and eyes content. Out for dinner at Marina Square, met some SA peeps, i think S and F gathering. One day break, next day gotta work.
there was a weird conversation that day. i couldnt understand the tone. maybe the phrasing was off but it sure struck me. did i make the right decision? i have to prove it in other ways.
then, there s another ongoing incident. one that has been happening since the start of the year maybe stretching back to the end of last year. am i doing the right thing? it seems pretty mean, it seems unlike me, it seems to be making feel guilty. even if i made up my mind, should i be doing this? the rationale is to act as a preventive measure, things seem to go as planned but when there s quiet and peace and just the time alone, i wished nothing had gone as planned. maybe i should offer one more chance, maybe to know more? risky it is. it s unavoidable. and it s unbelievable that there are other observant people around, who knows more than they appear to be able to see. i guess i ll just play along.
and sometimes it gets irritating to be honest. being tolerant is good, being continuously tolerant pushes limits, being tolerant for life is an immortal virtue. the best thing to do is to avoid, sometimes running away is indeed the best solution.
i trust myself to do the right thing, waiting for someone to trust in me. completely.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Allcomers
AllComers.
Just wanna say i did my best and am happy with it. The only thing that i could probably do better is learning how to avoid being boxed in time and time again. 3 times! Start, middle, end. other than that, 2.19.11 is good for me.
The rest of the trackers did well too. But surely there s still room for improvement for all. We can be much much better.
Burnt from Saturday s swim and today s run added a bad headache. Tired tired tired.
New York was good, good ambience and good company.
Overall, the effort paid off for me, despite having a huge chunk of phlegm stuck at the throat and the horrible heat. I cant ask for a better debut. Thanks to all those who came down even though i didnt want any one to make the extra trip.
Thanks to Shawn and Ying Lun who cheered the loudest. APPRECIATED.
Thanks to Ying Wei for the media coverage.
Thanks to Monique and Lip Chiau for being in the same shoes as me.
Thanks to Ms Tan and Mr Lim for the strong support.
Thanks to PW mates who came late, but still made dinner good + Pam.
Thanks to all for making the debut so memorable, it ll only get better. :)
Just wanna say i did my best and am happy with it. The only thing that i could probably do better is learning how to avoid being boxed in time and time again. 3 times! Start, middle, end. other than that, 2.19.11 is good for me.
The rest of the trackers did well too. But surely there s still room for improvement for all. We can be much much better.
Burnt from Saturday s swim and today s run added a bad headache. Tired tired tired.
New York was good, good ambience and good company.
Overall, the effort paid off for me, despite having a huge chunk of phlegm stuck at the throat and the horrible heat. I cant ask for a better debut. Thanks to all those who came down even though i didnt want any one to make the extra trip.
Thanks to Shawn and Ying Lun who cheered the loudest. APPRECIATED.
Thanks to Ying Wei for the media coverage.
Thanks to Monique and Lip Chiau for being in the same shoes as me.
Thanks to Ms Tan and Mr Lim for the strong support.
Thanks to PW mates who came late, but still made dinner good + Pam.
Thanks to all for making the debut so memorable, it ll only get better. :)
Friday, February 13, 2009
Valentine s Day
Happy Valentine's Day!
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FRIDAY
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Waited for Lois and Pam with Gabs and went for dinner at PS. Pastamania, spammed cheese. Gabs wanted to get his Valentine s Day stuff. Which turned out to be mass produced gifts. haha. Anyway it s the thought that counts even though it s just typical cheapo of him.
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SATURDAY
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Ms Ye s house. Mahjonged and Wiied. Hitched ride to Paya Lebar and went for a half an hour swim before rushing home for the crabs. Downed dinner and rushed off for Boon Lay but couldnt make it and LPO came to the rescue. Picked up Lois and Pam on the way and met Gabs.
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Rounded Boon Lay a few times before getting to NTU. Cards and minimal work before going for stroll around NTU with the company of a stalker cat. It s just lonely. haha and we almost left it in the Education Wing to spend the night, just to stop Pam from screaming. Went back to the hall to sleep just to wake up in a few minutes.
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SUNDAY
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0430. Washed up and bussed to Raffles Place. Pathetic breakfast. Just a raisin bun smaller than the size of a fist. Was allocated stations. And i had to do this...
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Handball with Lois and Pam. Gabs was a separated, guarding the stairs. Momokun aka Domokun was my best friend of the day. I would have died of ball ramming if wasnt for him. The sun havent risen and we had to start our jobs. Picking balls.
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Lunch.
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SUMPTUOUS MEAL.
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that was suppose to last us 12 hours. include the weeny raisin bun. not even a drink. had to walk to Lau Pat Sat to get proper food. Managed to survive till 6 plus and trained home.
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MONDAY
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Long day. Training, lunged and lunged and lunged with the medicine ball. Only could stare at those running freely and Loke being a goalkeeping coach. If only we could do a swop of positions.
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TUESDAY
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Ended early. Had to finish up overdued work with Cassie and Tim in library. Forgot about time but still managed to leave and reach Tampines for another swim. Thanks to Tim s cheat route.
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WEDNESDAY
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PE. Kicked around with the guys. It was pretty good apart from missing 2 open goals. No excuses for that even if there s shin splints or broken shins. CCA sign up after school. Relatively good compared to last year. 30 plus people, about 3/4 girls. Let s see if they are really serious. Just slept at the booth for half an hour, since i was drained and there was nothing to do.
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THURSDAY
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The lamest circuit for PE. No other comments. Training. Decided to give the shins a chance. Managed to survive 6, 4, 2. Albeit feeling some pain. But not as bad as the previous week. Not running till sunday.
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FRIDAY
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Love is in the air! Yong Pin attempted a free kick. Not sure whether he kicked it already of he missed the ball totally or he scared his foot hurt from kicking.
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Couldnt squeeze time to do something for the class, quite guilty. Anyway thanks to the donkeys for all the gifts, it s appreciated. I m joining gay Barney's song: I love you, you love me, we are happy family!
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Bio test. Come what may. Took down CNY deco to get ready for the new design after a productive discussion session with Tim. Gotta buy the stuff soon. Was suppose to swim but too tired, cant afford to sleep halfway while in the pool right.
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SLACKED till now. I need sleep yet i m procrastinating that as well.
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nitezz.
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FRIDAY
.
Waited for Lois and Pam with Gabs and went for dinner at PS. Pastamania, spammed cheese. Gabs wanted to get his Valentine s Day stuff. Which turned out to be mass produced gifts. haha. Anyway it s the thought that counts even though it s just typical cheapo of him.
.
.
SATURDAY
.
Ms Ye s house. Mahjonged and Wiied. Hitched ride to Paya Lebar and went for a half an hour swim before rushing home for the crabs. Downed dinner and rushed off for Boon Lay but couldnt make it and LPO came to the rescue. Picked up Lois and Pam on the way and met Gabs.
.
Rounded Boon Lay a few times before getting to NTU. Cards and minimal work before going for stroll around NTU with the company of a stalker cat. It s just lonely. haha and we almost left it in the Education Wing to spend the night, just to stop Pam from screaming. Went back to the hall to sleep just to wake up in a few minutes.
.
SUNDAY
.
0430. Washed up and bussed to Raffles Place. Pathetic breakfast. Just a raisin bun smaller than the size of a fist. Was allocated stations. And i had to do this...
.
.
Handball with Lois and Pam. Gabs was a separated, guarding the stairs. Momokun aka Domokun was my best friend of the day. I would have died of ball ramming if wasnt for him. The sun havent risen and we had to start our jobs. Picking balls.
.
Lunch.
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SUMPTUOUS MEAL.
.
that was suppose to last us 12 hours. include the weeny raisin bun. not even a drink. had to walk to Lau Pat Sat to get proper food. Managed to survive till 6 plus and trained home.
.
MONDAY
.
Long day. Training, lunged and lunged and lunged with the medicine ball. Only could stare at those running freely and Loke being a goalkeeping coach. If only we could do a swop of positions.
.
TUESDAY
.
Ended early. Had to finish up overdued work with Cassie and Tim in library. Forgot about time but still managed to leave and reach Tampines for another swim. Thanks to Tim s cheat route.
.
WEDNESDAY
.
PE. Kicked around with the guys. It was pretty good apart from missing 2 open goals. No excuses for that even if there s shin splints or broken shins. CCA sign up after school. Relatively good compared to last year. 30 plus people, about 3/4 girls. Let s see if they are really serious. Just slept at the booth for half an hour, since i was drained and there was nothing to do.
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THURSDAY
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The lamest circuit for PE. No other comments. Training. Decided to give the shins a chance. Managed to survive 6, 4, 2. Albeit feeling some pain. But not as bad as the previous week. Not running till sunday.
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FRIDAY
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Love is in the air! Yong Pin attempted a free kick. Not sure whether he kicked it already of he missed the ball totally or he scared his foot hurt from kicking.
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Couldnt squeeze time to do something for the class, quite guilty. Anyway thanks to the donkeys for all the gifts, it s appreciated. I m joining gay Barney's song: I love you, you love me, we are happy family!
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Bio test. Come what may. Took down CNY deco to get ready for the new design after a productive discussion session with Tim. Gotta buy the stuff soon. Was suppose to swim but too tired, cant afford to sleep halfway while in the pool right.
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SLACKED till now. I need sleep yet i m procrastinating that as well.
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nitezz.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
CNY
If what Ms Yeo said is true, then i'm just glad. JC is quite crazy. I'm more worried about not get enough rest than anything else right now.
Anyway dug out some time to upload whatever pics whoever took that is left in my phone.
>>> Jer, cage about 5 weeks ago.
>>> aha, the concrete footprints at a flora shop. reminds me of blue's clues.
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At least i gotta watch the EPL matches and highlights. LIV 2 - CHL 0 !!!
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Anyway dug out some time to upload whatever pics whoever took that is left in my phone.
>>> Jer, cage about 5 weeks ago.
>>> aha, the concrete footprints at a flora shop. reminds me of blue's clues.
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>>> Just 2 golden cows
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CNY itself was kinda mundane. Maybe it s because there wasnt any gambling this year. Just visiting, some mahjong, watching tv, that s about it. Went to watch Ink Heart with cousin and sisters on Tuesday, chu er. It was something different from all these years. I gotta see all the shops closed in the mall during day time, gotta see the desperate queues at remaining restaurants opened, and gotta chat with my cousin about jobs at Sakae. Really got me thinking. Good day or rather good night.
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Then, back to school, training, long run to Bishan was good, 10km but relaxing. Friday, there was some MILO tryathlon press conference. waste of time. Had to run here and there, did drills in full school uniform, even had problems queueing up for milo. just gotta sigh about ms k. Missed a bio tutorial... it could have been a productive lesson. Anyway, hui hui, lois, pam and gabs came over. Just snacked, some guitar, while gabs was busy worrying about his movie, dinner, the ape missed it, cards and that s about it. Bai nian more of just EAT EAT EAT and PLAY PLAY PLAY.
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SATURDAY
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it was just the beginning of a nice weekend wasted. Long long trip to Malacca, dont count the hours, count the fatigue. Just for a 'wedding cum cny dinner'. Food wasnt that bad, just had ants as waiters, real waiters pouring chinese tea into a cup of water and pouring water into a cup of ice cream soda. It was more of the hotel than anything else.
At least i gotta watch the EPL matches and highlights. LIV 2 - CHL 0 !!!
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SUNDAY
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did some walking about at the nearby shopping mall, Macs breakfast. cheaper but smaller but still Macs anw. Carrefour and another long trip home. A total waste of a weekend.
It s Ren Ri, so had dinner at Soup Restaurant with aunt and uncle. Yu sheng and the trademark ginger chicken. i can just have that for lunch everyday.
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MONDAY
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and back to school again. long day. econs econs econs. seems like eons of econs. training, almost died. 400m STILL 58s. 600m burntout. another 400m puke. and they didnt change the colour of the jersey....
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puking lion. nah mum sent to me saying it s cute. hahaha.
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TUESDAY
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supposed to be a short day but had gym training. attempted to do some work before gym but the orientation was too distracting. nothing much to say about gym, i m just aching all over.
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WEDNESDAY
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Thermometer. Saved 4 bucks. Gotta thank mann and diana.
PE, torture. Just pain pain pain. After the soreness, one round was bad enough, bball was even worse. Shin splints seemed to have come back. It s not official, but it seemed like it wont go away fast enough. Finger went the wrong way, a new pain. Pain in the neck, the shoulders .. ah everywhere. Bball is a 5 v 5 sport, comemon even 10 people in one half looks crowded.
AND i m finally back home early for one day! good nap on the bus. should be able to relax a lil.
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i need coldspray.
Monday, January 26, 2009
CNY
HELLO ALL! Totally in the CHINESE mood.
咱门庆祝一番吧！
Actually watched a CHINESE movie in the theatres few days ago. And the interesting thing was, it was Red Cliff 2 with Mr. Ang at Century Square. Haha it s quite hilarious. Not the movie but watching it with Mr. Ang. Took a train to Tampines and had lunch at Kopitiam waiting for 5.30pm. Nice chat with the funny man, i think i know him a lot better now. His interesting life stories make mine simply boring. (i know he blog hops, so HI!) Anyway Red Cliff was nice. Good plot, good action, good pace, good length. 2.5 hours made 6 bucks totally worth it.
Following days were simply CNY stuff. Soaked in Chinatown on Friday, moving like a penguin (similar to New Year's Day), but it s just an annual thing. Next stop was flowers. Gotta get those plants to decorate the house. Flora East, Katong, etc, staring at daisies, tulips, pussy willows, even bamboos and BABY's BREATH (i didnt know baby's breath stinks!) Loved the atmosphere. At home, just hanging those red stuff around, clearing up the place, and there s all the typical CNY music. The unique atmosphere once a year.
Reunion dinner was kept simple, just steamboat and few people. CHINESE movies like Kungfu Hustle completes the picture. Mahjong movies are good too! The CHINESE snacks are
making me bloated. Staying up all night today! 守岁！It s fun doing these traditions.
新年快乐！
咱门庆祝一番吧！
Actually watched a CHINESE movie in the theatres few days ago. And the interesting thing was, it was Red Cliff 2 with Mr. Ang at Century Square. Haha it s quite hilarious. Not the movie but watching it with Mr. Ang. Took a train to Tampines and had lunch at Kopitiam waiting for 5.30pm. Nice chat with the funny man, i think i know him a lot better now. His interesting life stories make mine simply boring. (i know he blog hops, so HI!) Anyway Red Cliff was nice. Good plot, good action, good pace, good length. 2.5 hours made 6 bucks totally worth it.
Following days were simply CNY stuff. Soaked in Chinatown on Friday, moving like a penguin (similar to New Year's Day), but it s just an annual thing. Next stop was flowers. Gotta get those plants to decorate the house. Flora East, Katong, etc, staring at daisies, tulips, pussy willows, even bamboos and BABY's BREATH (i didnt know baby's breath stinks!) Loved the atmosphere. At home, just hanging those red stuff around, clearing up the place, and there s all the typical CNY music. The unique atmosphere once a year.
Reunion dinner was kept simple, just steamboat and few people. CHINESE movies like Kungfu Hustle completes the picture. Mahjong movies are good too! The CHINESE snacks are
making me bloated. Staying up all night today! 守岁！It s fun doing these traditions.
新年快乐！
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Problem resolved
I came online with a light-hearted mood, and i guess i m gonna go off similarly. :)
The week was bad. I was drained to the core, mugged till late almost daily, slept about an average of 2 hours a night. In the end, MSA was crap even after everything put in. The timetable made things worse. I actually paid full attention to all lessons, it s really not easy. Sitting in front is good, i ll just stick to the front for my own good.
Fell sick since Sunday, wasnt that bad initially but i couldnt switch off the tap in school. But i still managed a gym training, some soccer, PE and today's 12 rounds fartleks. I should get some rest (tomorrow) as what Ms Tan suggested. Today the new PE teacher, cant remember his name, came for track training. He was in TJ Mid distance and imparted some knowledge that he thought was essential for us to know. He encouraged me and said that i had a 400m build and should be able to get into the finals. (Are you kidding?) But the short session with him got me kinda inspired, not to aim for 2nd last!
I was glad the problem that rocked the week was solved. Emotions ran high, was extremely upset at a stage, yet touched at another. I guess i m too emotional. Anyway there isnt much to say other than something that i m saying for the third time, 'my principles never change, my priorities remain the same.'
There is something else i need to do..
The week was bad. I was drained to the core, mugged till late almost daily, slept about an average of 2 hours a night. In the end, MSA was crap even after everything put in. The timetable made things worse. I actually paid full attention to all lessons, it s really not easy. Sitting in front is good, i ll just stick to the front for my own good.
Fell sick since Sunday, wasnt that bad initially but i couldnt switch off the tap in school. But i still managed a gym training, some soccer, PE and today's 12 rounds fartleks. I should get some rest (tomorrow) as what Ms Tan suggested. Today the new PE teacher, cant remember his name, came for track training. He was in TJ Mid distance and imparted some knowledge that he thought was essential for us to know. He encouraged me and said that i had a 400m build and should be able to get into the finals. (Are you kidding?) But the short session with him got me kinda inspired, not to aim for 2nd last!
I was glad the problem that rocked the week was solved. Emotions ran high, was extremely upset at a stage, yet touched at another. I guess i m too emotional. Anyway there isnt much to say other than something that i m saying for the third time, 'my principles never change, my priorities remain the same.'
There is something else i need to do..
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
So screwed up
Everything's just so screwed up.
Terrible today.
From the wee to the noon to the mid to the set.
Just so tired.
A good leader cares for his followers.
Even a friend does that.
Sitting by the window with the breeze blowing got me pondering.
Is there anyone who'll stand by me even when the sky falls?
Sick and burnout. Mucus during soccer. Just lemme sleep.
Wake me up when Friday comes..
Terrible today.
From the wee to the noon to the mid to the set.
Just so tired.
A good leader cares for his followers.
Even a friend does that.
Sitting by the window with the breeze blowing got me pondering.
Is there anyone who'll stand by me even when the sky falls?
Sick and burnout. Mucus during soccer. Just lemme sleep.
Wake me up when Friday comes..
Saturday, January 17, 2009
T1W1 09
It's school once again. Recalling some significant events before school started.
Cage was quite a letdown. So many backed out the last minute. Grateful to those who came and burnt a hole in their pocket as a result.
Younger sis birthday. Jack's for dinner. And she got a bleddy acoustic AND a bleddy PSP at just the age of 15. Spoilt kid.
My friend was hiding in my room one night. And he crawled onto my head just when i was about to fall asleep to give me a pleasant surprise. Too bad his 6 legs and 2 feelers were too irritating and i had to sweep him off, grab and roll a stack of newspapers and send him to heaven. (He had to go through the sewage system first.) Gotta admit it s a relatively weak cockroach.
I guess that s about it before school term started. Was rushing through some work towards the end but wasnt much.
SCHOOL!!!
Just one word. EXHAUSTED.
Wasnt used to the new clock. Day 1 was shitty. Ended at 5. And training was draining. Every bit of energy was wiped out. 300m fun but shorter should be better.
Was introduced to a new ODD and EVEN week system which didnt go down well with me. New teachers, which in my opinion are better TEACH ers. Hope it s a blessing for the sake of A s. Haha Gabs had some comments about our new Commando, which i sort of agree.
PE. New rule. Gotta do pull ups every time. Haha it s good in a way since i m just too lazy to pull on my own. Max probably dropped to 8. Hey hey but i gained a hell lot of weight, 60 plus range already. More than one sac of rice compared to the ape to carry. Anw do 10 for NAPFA should be enough la.
Thursday was KO for me. PE, Capts Ball, then Touch Rug, then Soccer and TRAINING. Timed 800s. Died on the 3rd set. The wind hated me.
MSA. Studied things that never came out. Oh well failure aint the end, i m no stranger to it anyway. Just gotta make sure i ditch it by October.
Elder sis birthday. Crystal Jade. Quite a simple affair.
Next week 2 more MSAs, and and and CNY to look forward to!!
Cage was quite a letdown. So many backed out the last minute. Grateful to those who came and burnt a hole in their pocket as a result.
Younger sis birthday. Jack's for dinner. And she got a bleddy acoustic AND a bleddy PSP at just the age of 15. Spoilt kid.
My friend was hiding in my room one night. And he crawled onto my head just when i was about to fall asleep to give me a pleasant surprise. Too bad his 6 legs and 2 feelers were too irritating and i had to sweep him off, grab and roll a stack of newspapers and send him to heaven. (He had to go through the sewage system first.) Gotta admit it s a relatively weak cockroach.
I guess that s about it before school term started. Was rushing through some work towards the end but wasnt much.
SCHOOL!!!
Just one word. EXHAUSTED.
Wasnt used to the new clock. Day 1 was shitty. Ended at 5. And training was draining. Every bit of energy was wiped out. 300m fun but shorter should be better.
Was introduced to a new ODD and EVEN week system which didnt go down well with me. New teachers, which in my opinion are better TEACH ers. Hope it s a blessing for the sake of A s. Haha Gabs had some comments about our new Commando, which i sort of agree.
PE. New rule. Gotta do pull ups every time. Haha it s good in a way since i m just too lazy to pull on my own. Max probably dropped to 8. Hey hey but i gained a hell lot of weight, 60 plus range already. More than one sac of rice compared to the ape to carry. Anw do 10 for NAPFA should be enough la.
Thursday was KO for me. PE, Capts Ball, then Touch Rug, then Soccer and TRAINING. Timed 800s. Died on the 3rd set. The wind hated me.
MSA. Studied things that never came out. Oh well failure aint the end, i m no stranger to it anyway. Just gotta make sure i ditch it by October.
Elder sis birthday. Crystal Jade. Quite a simple affair.
Next week 2 more MSAs, and and and CNY to look forward to!!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Disappointment
My eyes opened to disappointment.
Never knew there would be doubts.
At least the edema is subsiding.
Never knew there would be doubts.
At least the edema is subsiding.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
0600 - 1500
I m just rotting at home all day long.
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter.
That s so true.
Actually i m sort of enjoying my new clock. It rocks. When it reads 0600, it s time to sleep! And the next time i open my eyes, it s either 1400 or 1500 or even 1600. And it s time to slack. Because there s a million distractions in the day. But when the clock strikes 0000. Everything goes silent and there s nothing left but books. Ok maybe there s still the guitar. But not much of it.
Anyway, training yesterday was great. Running running running. 600m. 400m. Striding. Sprinting. Shallnt think of running, if not the adrenaline is back again. Good luck to the sprinters for Saturday.
Cage tml. Yep again. Tata.
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter.
That s so true.
Actually i m sort of enjoying my new clock. It rocks. When it reads 0600, it s time to sleep! And the next time i open my eyes, it s either 1400 or 1500 or even 1600. And it s time to slack. Because there s a million distractions in the day. But when the clock strikes 0000. Everything goes silent and there s nothing left but books. Ok maybe there s still the guitar. But not much of it.
Anyway, training yesterday was great. Running running running. 600m. 400m. Striding. Sprinting. Shallnt think of running, if not the adrenaline is back again. Good luck to the sprinters for Saturday.
Cage tml. Yep again. Tata.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
NEW YEAR 2009
The date reads 1 January 2009.
This is what happened right before that.
Woke up early and was very very very lethargic. Still managed to throw myself on the buses to Kallang Leisure Park. About a 2 hour long ride, i should really find an alternative way of going there. Did that little bit of work at the Food Court with Ying Lun and moved to Cage to kick some balls.
>>> Ying wanted to prove his point that he was scammed by Kou Fu. Big Gulp vs Kou Fu Bandung, 10 cents difference.
Cage was quite sian, had little playing time. Went home after that. Shawn followed since he claimed he ll sleep if he goes home. So it was another long bus journey. Almost died of hunger together and was saved by instant noodles at home. Shawn wiped out half a container of my cookies!!!! My breakfast!
Was suppose to quickly eat, bathe and leave, but ended up playing guitar and singing songs, thanks to Shawn Yeo. But it was quite a nice session. Guardian Angel was the best. Real climax. Lips of an Angel was good too.
Bathed and left for City Hall. As Shawn said, the whole Singapore's going there. City Link was bad, but it was just the intro, the whole area was flooded with people. Met the rest which were trackers, Ying, En Hao, Nic Kang, Antonio, Guan Ming & Wen Hui (aka the couple) at the bridge, Esplanade Drive, same as last year. Squeezed with the crowd, just to get across to Fullerton. Moved like a penguin.
Booked our place, expanded territory since there were more people coming. Shawn's 2 pon stars Annabel and Ivan, and unexpectedly the Cage people this morning Alwyn and gang. Sat there and waited for the new year. There was only one person cam whoring.
>>> You cant see him.
Ying said it is the people. I guess it s true. The people you want to be there aint there. The person that should be there to draw a smile wasnt there. Reuben, Jeremy, Ming, Jun Jie, Slut and maybe one or two others that shouldnt be missing.
This is what happened right before that.
Woke up early and was very very very lethargic. Still managed to throw myself on the buses to Kallang Leisure Park. About a 2 hour long ride, i should really find an alternative way of going there. Did that little bit of work at the Food Court with Ying Lun and moved to Cage to kick some balls.
>>> Ying wanted to prove his point that he was scammed by Kou Fu. Big Gulp vs Kou Fu Bandung, 10 cents difference.
Cage was quite sian, had little playing time. Went home after that. Shawn followed since he claimed he ll sleep if he goes home. So it was another long bus journey. Almost died of hunger together and was saved by instant noodles at home. Shawn wiped out half a container of my cookies!!!! My breakfast!
Was suppose to quickly eat, bathe and leave, but ended up playing guitar and singing songs, thanks to Shawn Yeo. But it was quite a nice session. Guardian Angel was the best. Real climax. Lips of an Angel was good too.
Bathed and left for City Hall. As Shawn said, the whole Singapore's going there. City Link was bad, but it was just the intro, the whole area was flooded with people. Met the rest which were trackers, Ying, En Hao, Nic Kang, Antonio, Guan Ming & Wen Hui (aka the couple) at the bridge, Esplanade Drive, same as last year. Squeezed with the crowd, just to get across to Fullerton. Moved like a penguin.
Booked our place, expanded territory since there were more people coming. Shawn's 2 pon stars Annabel and Ivan, and unexpectedly the Cage people this morning Alwyn and gang. Sat there and waited for the new year. There was only one person cam whoring.
>>> You cant see him.
>>> You cant see me.
>>> AHA! The whore. A camera one. Everyone agrees.
>>> The cage people. Jackston (spelt like this?) and i think Ye Sheng. Aint close to em.
The time drew near, all stood up and SQUEEEEEEEZZEEEE to the barricade to get the closest view. And some Indian national was molesting me the whole time. Maybe i m fated to be molested. At least i wasnt brave enough to exclaim like Ying, "Stop touching my butt!" lol. Yea he was just pushing his way all the way to the front but i wouldnt budge. Latecomers will not be entertained.
The countdown was pathetic. Wait, there was NO COUNTDOWN at all. where was the 5, 4, 3, 2, 1? Suddenly the fireworks came up and the Indian fella jumped up and down to get a view (you see, his eyes wasnt at the 1.8m level. about 1.6m) Anyway, the display was shorter than last year. Didnt take any pics because the cam was still in Shawn s bag. I learnt my lesson from last year, was videoing the whole thing and couldnt enjoy the fireworks fully. So i just stood there and watch.
It ended as quickly as it started and all start to leave. Nic Kang and Ying went a lil crazy but still not as crazy as last year. Belmond, Thaddeus and Tan Chien Ming. The ultimate combo. There was something missing this year. I wasnt happy. The cage people broke off almost immediately. And we all SQUEEEEZEED yet again with the crowd at the road across to Fullerton. Sent out greetings on my phone with strangers surrounding me. Guan Ming was busy protecting his girl.
Kept a look out for my friends.
There was no enjoyment at all. We walked towards Singapore River. Pon Stars broke off. The remainder headed towards Clarke Quay Central.
Ying said it is the people. I guess it s true. The people you want to be there aint there. The person that should be there to draw a smile wasnt there. Reuben, Jeremy, Ming, Jun Jie, Slut and maybe one or two others that shouldnt be missing.
So in the end, 6 of us ate at BK Central before finally heading home at about 2.30am. Took NR7. Long journey again. Stood for most of the journey. As usualy when you have nothing to do you start thinking. From heart wrenching to heart warming to heart breaking to heart pounding. 800m, 2 rounds, adrenaline, fear. Between t and v. How the night could have been better.
Bus didnt stop right at the door step. Gotta walk some distance before reaching home. It was lonely. Had to scan the surroundings the whole time. Switch off mp3 music. Glance over
shoulders. Fight and flight adrenaline. Had to be careful. 3am, camera, phone, wallet.
Last year, the same walk home was cheerful. I was smiling about all the crazy stuff. The NUM
hand. The whoring. The shouting and screaming. Random wishing of Happy New Year. It s just passe.
Reached home at 3.30am. Considered early. But slept at 6am. My clock is just screwed. Ming invited us to cage again, 12pm but i was still in la la land. Only woke up at 4pm in time for lunch and dinner. Must find the mood for work again! Just lost it.
Happy New Year, not so happy afterall.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
YEAR 2008
YEAR TWO ZERO ZERO EIGHT
2008 began with a bang! PAE at CJC. Orientation was fun, really fun. Even the mass dance was fun, usually generalized as corny or lame or simply disgusting. The games combined both brains and brawn, interactive, and made us bond with the IG mates (as what they call at CJ). IG 3, jem was just next door. Haha we actually appealled together and got in, me, of course the infamous 19 points. Nice chat with Brother Paul.
Orientation was over in a flash, time for studies. At least that s what i thought. I wanted my JC life to be as mugger as possible. And i managed to accomplished that in 1T26. BCM H1 E. I was called the smartest in the class by teachers and classmates (which obviously isnt true! lol), was the ultimate nerd, raising hands and legs to answer questions or to ask questions, sometimes just to save the class in the eerie silence when the teacher s awaiting an answer. Attended lectures religiously, listened attentively, took down extra notes, went home finished homework, revised got ready for next day. It just went on and on, became a routine.
CJC Soccer trials. What can i say? No chance? Probably not. Minute chance. Started out at my faved position RB did nothing wrong, made overlapping runs, defended well, crossed for the striker, covered for CB, launched counter attacks. The coach made some readjustments and i was the CB, maybe to test my versatility, but i know it ll fail. Hadnt the composure yet, wasnt commanding, and my head wasnt strong yet. And the one punt probably killed me. It was going to land right between me and the temporary keeper. The opposing striker was chasing and pushing. I was out of position to even touch the ball so i just blocked off the guy and let the keeper handle but obviously a temp wouldnt know what to do right. He let it bounce and the striker pounced. Beep beep beep. OUT.
Ah whatever. That gave me more time to mug. To go for class outings, like the one to Prata House. Bonding was good, Edmund, Sean Ong, Yu Chen, Desmond etc. Shower times were fun, the music blasting in the classroom, dai dee and bridge. Ponned last day to hang out at Macs Serene Centre. It was a fun time PAE.
Then came JAE, St. Andrew's Junior College. Orientation, sorry SC but the orientation for JAE was bad. Even i couldnt take it and crashed Shawn's OG. OG 21 was merely some 7 people? I think even less. Haha the mass dance was a BAD BAD BAD experience. Multiply that a 100 times. Finale was a show off for a band? Got quite a bad impression of what i was in for the next 1.75 years. Had literally zero friends, just spent time finding Shawn, Yew Tong and Ying Lun that was always MIA, still searching for NJ. Ponned together with Shawn's Pon Stars, security talk, some lectures, and went for Choir Concert. Felt out of place.
Subject combi, BCME all H2. Stuck with Bio. Because i just didnt like physics. Didnt think H1 Econs and H2 Econs made much of a difference but now i know. Then came 08S19. Ms Ye Meixiu as Civics Tutor. I thought i was done for. STRICT as she looked. The scene will always be stuck in my head. The first interaction was outside LT3, the benches, Nicholas was talking a lot, so i thought it s good to make friends with the more sociable one first, Jolena was friendly too. The first classroom i think was D block first floor. Darren next to me, Nicholas next to him. Seriously their conversation topic sparked no interest. All the girls sat together, different uniforms, different impressions. I was early and got to see most walking through the door. Hahah then 2 punks came in! And an IJ girl came in with an attitude. lol quite a sight.
Break time Lois was trying to remember the names, Class Com election i was trying to remember the names. It didnt take long. Hahn Dong Seok was familiar at least, but MIA that day. Was saboed to be Welfare. Was still unfamiliar with these peeps and went on searching for Ying Lun and Shawn. Sat with them for a few lectures and learnt nothing. Ended up talking more than listening. The time table s a killer. 4.30pm?!! CJC s 1.00pm to say farewell! Not used to the long long days, and the people.
At least there was PW. I didnt want to be involve with the group selection process, just wanted fate to decide. And the result was the Polka Dots, the Crescent and some WEIRDO. lol. jk. I had no idea what the hell was PW about, and didnt know what am i suppose to do. The bleddy booklet was so sucky in explaining something new to a noob like me so i couldnt contribute much to the first discussion. Just played along, looking forward to going home and sleep.
Track and Field. Shawn s persuasion usually works. I had nothing to join anyway. Soccer was attractive but didnt appeal much to me in the circumstances. Track was in quite a mess when i joined. SPRINTS was BOOM! A hell lot of people. I thought whoa so many fast people in SA. It turned out it s your choice where you want to go. In SJI i was never known for sprinting, there are probably a 100 people faster than me in a 100m. Ok maybe not. Say 50? Yea so it made no sense to join sprints at that time. So DISTANCE was the choice. I was prepared to run and run and run. That s what i do best anyway.
Training was tough. Introduction was Fartleks. Lunges. Torture. Havent been exercising regularly before that. Track made me do so. I must really pay tribute to my legs this year.
They RAN more than 1000 KM this year.
They KICKED Thousands of BALLS this year.
They CYCLED merely 200km this year.
They LUNGED more than 1000 this year.
They SQUATED more than 1000 this year.
And
They WALKED God knows how many MILES this year.
the list goes on... and on.
the calf raise, the leg extension, the step ups blah blah blah.
Back to studies. It started out quite well actually, but for my father's standard it s considered low. The first tests were all Bs. Because i had a good foundation at CJ. After that, it was all downhill. EEEEE SSSSS UUUUUU. They became my friends for mid years.
Training was energy zapping, had no time or strength to concentrate on work. Sleep was often the one being sacrificed. Often a zombie.
May 08, i was just having a casual chat with Tim about OCIP and it became a serious subject. Cambodia seemed reachable as a class OCIP at the end of the year. We worked together to plan for the trip, every single detail. It all turned out well till the usual root of all problems surfaced - $$$$$. People became disinterested. Even with the small group we persisted, PLAN A, PLAN B, PLAN Z. None became true. 2009? I dunno.
There was FPSP too. Spent quite some time on it. It was a refreshing experience that made me really think. The competition structure was appealling too. All the time with Ms Ye, at her house, at Paya Lebar and the time in her car. At least we were top 5 in Singapore.
PW nights were great, i was closer and closer to the 3 culprits that never ran out of topics to talk about. The pin was the only guy who recognised the shape of a football in the class. Hui hui was a mother to all. Lois just kept talking. But, we still did the work, we were on task, after many soloing at home and compiling together. PW was probably one of the distractions from the other subjects. It was the only non-typical MOE academic subject. I rather write reports than to do tutorials. National Library was our new found home. We became food hunters from Han's downstairs to Bugis Junction to the hawker centre opposite OG. FIFA 08 was another digress.
SO, THE OVERALL EQUATION:
TRACK + PW + FPSP + OCIP + SLEEP DEPRIVED = FAIL
Gotta admit though that i was slack as usual in SJI, and allowed the 'i-dunnos' to snowball. Promos came so quickly. The last minute method usually save my blushes. Mugged quite madly but still not ultimately i think. Food was the fuel for me and the scavengers alongside me to keep going. Snacks ranged from Khong Guan crackers to Ko ko Krunch to Ohs to Chocolate Waffers to Lexus to whatever there is on the table at home. Gabriel was the ape. He still is.
So, promos, just scraped it. Father pissed. I m pissed with myself. There are so many things that could have been reversed. Simple things like knowing the difference between the small minus and the big minus sign on the GC could have made things a hell lot better. Things like knowing how to vomit points instead of pointless elaboration that waste time and just plain moving the pen faster could have made the card look nicer.
Anyway what s done s done. It was time to party! Eh no, not yet. PW s home stretch. THE WR, THE OP. chionged chionged chionged. practised practised practised. hope it s worth it.
PARTY! no still not yet. there s CHINESE A s. It was sandwiched in between the PW madness. Didnt prepare much for it, i should have at least watched more Chinese programmes on TV. Too much English for PW did me no good. In the end i think it was a screw up. Haiya.. come what may, another few months with lao shi next year?
FINALLY a break. Class chalet top of priority since every one s gonna be busy. It was quite good apart from some 50% attendance and a mirco percentage of people staying over. Those who wanted to enjoy did enjoy, that included Ms Ye! Wiiiiiii!!!
Track Chalet, a complete success. Night cycling, one of the craziest night of the year. Red House remains as the joke of the year. haha.
After the chalets, it was all rotting at home for me, bombarding buffet food into my stomach, training after training, movies movies movies, guitar guitar guitar. And the almost once a week Cage affair. Seriously, this is the most good food year ever. Even with the recession in our faces, the expenditure i see is really a contradiction.
The Top 10 Best Food that ended up in my stomach in 2008 came from...
1. Pan Pacific Hotel
2. Meritus Mandarin Hotel
3. Swissotel
4. Traders Hotel
5. Grand Copthorne Waterfront
6. M Hotel
7. Hotel Grand Central
8. Miramar Hotel
9. Orchard Orchid Hotel
10. Shokudo? No no.. my own cookies!
(The ranking is purely subjective.)
Had my first job at Suntec for banquet. Money dun come easily. Good experience. Saw behind the scenes that would be so familiar when i am the one having the buffet. The kitchen, the storage department, decoy, the cargo lift and the WASTAGE.
That s about it.
MY 2008.
MY RESOLUTION, simple, one word - MUG
My MOTTO, remains the same,
COME WHAT MAY, 2009!
HAPPY NEW YEAR, MY LOYAL FANS!
2008 began with a bang! PAE at CJC. Orientation was fun, really fun. Even the mass dance was fun, usually generalized as corny or lame or simply disgusting. The games combined both brains and brawn, interactive, and made us bond with the IG mates (as what they call at CJ). IG 3, jem was just next door. Haha we actually appealled together and got in, me, of course the infamous 19 points. Nice chat with Brother Paul.
Orientation was over in a flash, time for studies. At least that s what i thought. I wanted my JC life to be as mugger as possible. And i managed to accomplished that in 1T26. BCM H1 E. I was called the smartest in the class by teachers and classmates (which obviously isnt true! lol), was the ultimate nerd, raising hands and legs to answer questions or to ask questions, sometimes just to save the class in the eerie silence when the teacher s awaiting an answer. Attended lectures religiously, listened attentively, took down extra notes, went home finished homework, revised got ready for next day. It just went on and on, became a routine.
CJC Soccer trials. What can i say? No chance? Probably not. Minute chance. Started out at my faved position RB did nothing wrong, made overlapping runs, defended well, crossed for the striker, covered for CB, launched counter attacks. The coach made some readjustments and i was the CB, maybe to test my versatility, but i know it ll fail. Hadnt the composure yet, wasnt commanding, and my head wasnt strong yet. And the one punt probably killed me. It was going to land right between me and the temporary keeper. The opposing striker was chasing and pushing. I was out of position to even touch the ball so i just blocked off the guy and let the keeper handle but obviously a temp wouldnt know what to do right. He let it bounce and the striker pounced. Beep beep beep. OUT.
Ah whatever. That gave me more time to mug. To go for class outings, like the one to Prata House. Bonding was good, Edmund, Sean Ong, Yu Chen, Desmond etc. Shower times were fun, the music blasting in the classroom, dai dee and bridge. Ponned last day to hang out at Macs Serene Centre. It was a fun time PAE.
Then came JAE, St. Andrew's Junior College. Orientation, sorry SC but the orientation for JAE was bad. Even i couldnt take it and crashed Shawn's OG. OG 21 was merely some 7 people? I think even less. Haha the mass dance was a BAD BAD BAD experience. Multiply that a 100 times. Finale was a show off for a band? Got quite a bad impression of what i was in for the next 1.75 years. Had literally zero friends, just spent time finding Shawn, Yew Tong and Ying Lun that was always MIA, still searching for NJ. Ponned together with Shawn's Pon Stars, security talk, some lectures, and went for Choir Concert. Felt out of place.
Subject combi, BCME all H2. Stuck with Bio. Because i just didnt like physics. Didnt think H1 Econs and H2 Econs made much of a difference but now i know. Then came 08S19. Ms Ye Meixiu as Civics Tutor. I thought i was done for. STRICT as she looked. The scene will always be stuck in my head. The first interaction was outside LT3, the benches, Nicholas was talking a lot, so i thought it s good to make friends with the more sociable one first, Jolena was friendly too. The first classroom i think was D block first floor. Darren next to me, Nicholas next to him. Seriously their conversation topic sparked no interest. All the girls sat together, different uniforms, different impressions. I was early and got to see most walking through the door. Hahah then 2 punks came in! And an IJ girl came in with an attitude. lol quite a sight.
Break time Lois was trying to remember the names, Class Com election i was trying to remember the names. It didnt take long. Hahn Dong Seok was familiar at least, but MIA that day. Was saboed to be Welfare. Was still unfamiliar with these peeps and went on searching for Ying Lun and Shawn. Sat with them for a few lectures and learnt nothing. Ended up talking more than listening. The time table s a killer. 4.30pm?!! CJC s 1.00pm to say farewell! Not used to the long long days, and the people.
At least there was PW. I didnt want to be involve with the group selection process, just wanted fate to decide. And the result was the Polka Dots, the Crescent and some WEIRDO. lol. jk. I had no idea what the hell was PW about, and didnt know what am i suppose to do. The bleddy booklet was so sucky in explaining something new to a noob like me so i couldnt contribute much to the first discussion. Just played along, looking forward to going home and sleep.
Track and Field. Shawn s persuasion usually works. I had nothing to join anyway. Soccer was attractive but didnt appeal much to me in the circumstances. Track was in quite a mess when i joined. SPRINTS was BOOM! A hell lot of people. I thought whoa so many fast people in SA. It turned out it s your choice where you want to go. In SJI i was never known for sprinting, there are probably a 100 people faster than me in a 100m. Ok maybe not. Say 50? Yea so it made no sense to join sprints at that time. So DISTANCE was the choice. I was prepared to run and run and run. That s what i do best anyway.
Training was tough. Introduction was Fartleks. Lunges. Torture. Havent been exercising regularly before that. Track made me do so. I must really pay tribute to my legs this year.
They RAN more than 1000 KM this year.
They KICKED Thousands of BALLS this year.
They CYCLED merely 200km this year.
They LUNGED more than 1000 this year.
They SQUATED more than 1000 this year.
And
They WALKED God knows how many MILES this year.
the list goes on... and on.
the calf raise, the leg extension, the step ups blah blah blah.
Back to studies. It started out quite well actually, but for my father's standard it s considered low. The first tests were all Bs. Because i had a good foundation at CJ. After that, it was all downhill. EEEEE SSSSS UUUUUU. They became my friends for mid years.
Training was energy zapping, had no time or strength to concentrate on work. Sleep was often the one being sacrificed. Often a zombie.
May 08, i was just having a casual chat with Tim about OCIP and it became a serious subject. Cambodia seemed reachable as a class OCIP at the end of the year. We worked together to plan for the trip, every single detail. It all turned out well till the usual root of all problems surfaced - $$$$$. People became disinterested. Even with the small group we persisted, PLAN A, PLAN B, PLAN Z. None became true. 2009? I dunno.
There was FPSP too. Spent quite some time on it. It was a refreshing experience that made me really think. The competition structure was appealling too. All the time with Ms Ye, at her house, at Paya Lebar and the time in her car. At least we were top 5 in Singapore.
PW nights were great, i was closer and closer to the 3 culprits that never ran out of topics to talk about. The pin was the only guy who recognised the shape of a football in the class. Hui hui was a mother to all. Lois just kept talking. But, we still did the work, we were on task, after many soloing at home and compiling together. PW was probably one of the distractions from the other subjects. It was the only non-typical MOE academic subject. I rather write reports than to do tutorials. National Library was our new found home. We became food hunters from Han's downstairs to Bugis Junction to the hawker centre opposite OG. FIFA 08 was another digress.
SO, THE OVERALL EQUATION:
TRACK + PW + FPSP + OCIP + SLEEP DEPRIVED = FAIL
Gotta admit though that i was slack as usual in SJI, and allowed the 'i-dunnos' to snowball. Promos came so quickly. The last minute method usually save my blushes. Mugged quite madly but still not ultimately i think. Food was the fuel for me and the scavengers alongside me to keep going. Snacks ranged from Khong Guan crackers to Ko ko Krunch to Ohs to Chocolate Waffers to Lexus to whatever there is on the table at home. Gabriel was the ape. He still is.
So, promos, just scraped it. Father pissed. I m pissed with myself. There are so many things that could have been reversed. Simple things like knowing the difference between the small minus and the big minus sign on the GC could have made things a hell lot better. Things like knowing how to vomit points instead of pointless elaboration that waste time and just plain moving the pen faster could have made the card look nicer.
Anyway what s done s done. It was time to party! Eh no, not yet. PW s home stretch. THE WR, THE OP. chionged chionged chionged. practised practised practised. hope it s worth it.
PARTY! no still not yet. there s CHINESE A s. It was sandwiched in between the PW madness. Didnt prepare much for it, i should have at least watched more Chinese programmes on TV. Too much English for PW did me no good. In the end i think it was a screw up. Haiya.. come what may, another few months with lao shi next year?
FINALLY a break. Class chalet top of priority since every one s gonna be busy. It was quite good apart from some 50% attendance and a mirco percentage of people staying over. Those who wanted to enjoy did enjoy, that included Ms Ye! Wiiiiiii!!!
Track Chalet, a complete success. Night cycling, one of the craziest night of the year. Red House remains as the joke of the year. haha.
After the chalets, it was all rotting at home for me, bombarding buffet food into my stomach, training after training, movies movies movies, guitar guitar guitar. And the almost once a week Cage affair. Seriously, this is the most good food year ever. Even with the recession in our faces, the expenditure i see is really a contradiction.
The Top 10 Best Food that ended up in my stomach in 2008 came from...
1. Pan Pacific Hotel
2. Meritus Mandarin Hotel
3. Swissotel
4. Traders Hotel
5. Grand Copthorne Waterfront
6. M Hotel
7. Hotel Grand Central
8. Miramar Hotel
9. Orchard Orchid Hotel
10. Shokudo? No no.. my own cookies!
(The ranking is purely subjective.)
Had my first job at Suntec for banquet. Money dun come easily. Good experience. Saw behind the scenes that would be so familiar when i am the one having the buffet. The kitchen, the storage department, decoy, the cargo lift and the WASTAGE.
That s about it.
MY 2008.
MY RESOLUTION, simple, one word - MUG
My MOTTO, remains the same,
COME WHAT MAY, 2009!
HAPPY NEW YEAR, MY LOYAL FANS!
Christmas 08
***** MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!! *****
oh wait maybe not, since Christmas is 12 days right?
This week has been slack physically. Have been eating like mad again. There was the Garuda Indonesian Buffet, there was the The Buffet buffet at M Hotel, there was the annual Christmas home buffet at Aunt's house and my very own cookie buffet at home. Wiped out about 5 containers of cookies by myself in 2 weeks. Hahaha i really wonder what s the size of my stomach.
At least there was gym, did own running, and swimming. Havent been swimming since Sec 1? Almost forgot freestyle. lol. But it was refreshing, just swimming on my own, up and down up and down. The goggles actually snapped when i stretched it, showed how long it hasnt been used. Hope to go more regularly since it s part of individual track training.
2008 s almost done, 2009 approaching, that means J2s coming, MSA s shouting HELLO! and i dun even know what are the topics. Some kind soul please drop a tag on the topics or please blog about it and i ll patronise. Life's really boring.
Ok shall go do some work. Emphasizing some again. ;)
merry xmas once again peeps!
oh wait maybe not, since Christmas is 12 days right?
This week has been slack physically. Have been eating like mad again. There was the Garuda Indonesian Buffet, there was the The Buffet buffet at M Hotel, there was the annual Christmas home buffet at Aunt's house and my very own cookie buffet at home. Wiped out about 5 containers of cookies by myself in 2 weeks. Hahaha i really wonder what s the size of my stomach.
At least there was gym, did own running, and swimming. Havent been swimming since Sec 1? Almost forgot freestyle. lol. But it was refreshing, just swimming on my own, up and down up and down. The goggles actually snapped when i stretched it, showed how long it hasnt been used. Hope to go more regularly since it s part of individual track training.
2008 s almost done, 2009 approaching, that means J2s coming, MSA s shouting HELLO! and i dun even know what are the topics. Some kind soul please drop a tag on the topics or please blog about it and i ll patronise. Life's really boring.
Ok shall go do some work. Emphasizing some again. ;)
merry xmas once again peeps!
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