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2011-06-03T21:38:00.002+08:00

Last post was feb 6.

MOTHERFUCCCC!

Anyway Mike is like asking me to update, so here I am in the TSD room typing on this computer in the too-low chair.

Seriously.

Anyway, yup been a long time, studies are ramping up, and dance is pretty much over at this moment.

Did I blog about danceworks?

Shit.

Danceworks was okay I guess, marked a pretty large milestone in my RJC life. For the first time I was out there with a team competing in dance. And for a NPCC boy who just picked up six-step in Viet-freaking-nam, it's a pretty long journey and yadayada go read the very long Facebook note.

After that, hmm, there probably were a few other things, like the performance we had in school alongside our juniors. Kudos to Juliet haha despite the crap floor she pulled through and recovered super well.

Oh right! Our juniors.

(I hope they don't read this, else they'll get too full of themselves)

BUT they're such a dope, enthu, and bonded group that I'm super optimistic for the future of Street.

Would like to put the credit on our seniors and what we learnt from them, what to do and what not to do, that helped up select and bring up this batch well. Teachers too, with what they taught us and what they teach them. And our batch, for bringing up the rep of Street so that truly the best are interested to join us.

But of course, the main factor was the batch themselves. There are the natural leaders, there are the natural followers, there are those who provide order and direction and there are those who always inject fun into the day's activities. The batch is largely growing together, is largely doing things together, and not just dance, but even in schoolwork I see these clumps of Streeters around during the holidays studying. It's something that we never achieved as seniors, and I'm damn proud of the junior batch for being so bonded from the start. After all, as they say, a good beginning is half the battle won.

Sure, we could be ego and claim that meh, we planned this from the start. Us seniors gave them the juniors the pep talks, the scoldings, the right examples, the right atmosphere, we selected those who we knew would function best in teams and whatnot.

But at the end of the day, what we really did was find the most passionate dancers, those who loved dance for the pure joy of it.

And I guess that was enough. (:

Oh.

Rproject!

Was a funnn time. Teletubbies Crew was an instant hit and the success was pretty exciting. regardless of all the digs I've made at Mike (both of them), mad props to both of you for setting up this gig, for flips and for pushing me and chiap to do it.

kaythnxbye (:

2011-02-06T23:23:00.002+08:00

Last post was December 22.
Whoa, it's been quiiite a while, dear non-existent readers.

Well, i'm back with a short update while I transfer music over to my phone. (:

Major events

1. Orientation!
2. Danceworks!

Ooh.

Those are actually like, just about the major things i've been living for in JC life. Oh, right, A levels too of course.
But phew, it's not easy.

Aiya my phone finish transfering already.

Nevermind, i'll remind myself of stuff to add in next time.

1. SnD
2. Danceworks prep!
3. Orientation
4. New Year + visitings!
5. Homework.

2010-12-22T00:31:00.002+08:00

Day 3 (no internet D: )

Mekong River!

We’re at Can To now, it’s some small fishing area west of Cambodia. We came here by coach, but on the way we took a boat ride that stopped by a few spots along the Mekong River, a 1.5km wide river that leads to three other countries. On the way we stopped by at some Buddha pagoda thing, a giant statue of Buddha was there. Did you know that many Vietnamese were Buddhist? Anyway, didn’t take any pictures of the place (didn’t feel right, being Christian and all) but we took pictures of the flowers, which were really quite pretty.

Anyway, the islands!

First was Tortoise Island, an island named so just because it was pretty small. No references to any legends or anything. Had a short tour through a small part of the island, learnt why Saigon was called Saigon. Sai means “firewood” and Gon refers to some useful tree that was widely used in the history of the country, as fertilizer, as food, as construction, even medicine.

Learnt about the island’s culture of breeding fighting roosters, their methods of burial, their love for dog meat, and of course, the sad case of how urbanization has messed with the demographics of the place- there is hardly anyone between 18 and 40 years old there.

Of course, the “hellos”. Us foreigners to them are called Hellos, it’s quite funny! The guide recounted how the local chief will ask him “hey, how many Hellos today?” It’s because the first thing we say to them is Hello! And the only word they know is Hello too!

And of course, their motorcycle culture. Taxes on cars are super high, in a bid to reduce road congestion. Cars take up much more space than motorbikes, see. While a bike can be brought super-cheaply, (about 3-4 thousand), a car costs maybe five to ten times more, excluding the tax which apparently goes up to another 80% of the car price.

This causes a pretty big strata rift between the car owners and bike owners, and even among the bike owners there’s class differences. In fact, so much so that marriage in Vietnam is dependent on your means of transportation. Big bike, = girlfriend, bicycle = forever alone, and car = king. Quite sad really, but at least I know where to get a girlfriend in the future if Singapore girls don’t like me. (:

Oh right. Second Island!

IT was largely a trip of sightseeing on the second island (Coconut Island.. I think! ), we were brought from place to place to experience their culture. Had a performance of some singing and their guitar-like instruments made out of jackfruit tree wood.

Digress abit: It was hilarious to hear our hotel playing old western music during our breakfast! Because they were playing music from the vinyl disc era, heard a couple of breakbeats being played, was pretty hilarious, especially when my parents started reminiscing about the past and how they liked those music. I started beatboxing and they stared at me funny.

Lunch was on the islands too! Their fried spring rolls are fab. Had an awesome looking fried fish that was eaten by wrapping in vegetables. Not that nice, but the presentation was worth it. Heh.

Beers are super cheaaap there~ like, 80cents! Been drinking it more than water hahaha.

After that, went to a coconut candy factory (I say factory loosely, it’s more of a family of people working by hand with about two machines in operation.)

Here on the island, they produce coconut candy from scratch (ie, the coconut from the tree) and it goes through a somewhat simple process of extraction, mixing with caramel, cooking and then cutting. The speed where they do it is pretty intense tho. And it tastes awesome when it’s hot! Cut a few myself haha whoo.

Extraction is just simply breaking a husk of a browned coconut and putting it in a grinder to extract the white meat inside. The coconut water can’t be drank already, but apparently it’s great for bathing sensitive skin! Just like beer. They do love their beer, don’t they? Our guide said he was bathed in coconut water when he was young. Other richer families use beer. XD

After that it is washed and compressed to extract coconut oil and coconut milk! The oil will float on top, it’s skimmed and exported. The milk is combined with caramel, cooked for an hour or so, and then it’s done. Another household makes the rice paper through a similar process, and the first family uses the rice paper to wrap the shaped and cut coconut candy. Rice paper is the edible transparent film, you would recall them from the “white bunny” sweets.

After taking a long car ride back across a 3km long bridge, we were back to a new hotel for R&R in the evening, had a pretty cool dinner! Barbequed snails and crocodile meat. (:

Oh and three beers.

They didn’t have internet though, pretty pissing.D:
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Day 4:

Back to Saigon!

Woke up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy.

A P.Diddy feeling freaking sleepy.

Supposed to wake at 5am, as we had a floating market to explore. But my mum’s alarm rang at 5am Singapore time, which is 4am Vietnam time. So we woke an hour early and had to sit around in the lobby waiting for breakfast.

Breakfast was a hurried meal of beef stew and bread. Quite oily! But all Vietnamese food I’ve eaten so far is pretty oily, so I’ll have to be consigned to praying for clearer skin.

And we were off! Back on the main bus with the chio angmoh (seriously, one was super pretty!) and we went back to the river to catch the floating markets in action.

The river access and the proximity to Cambodia means that almost 30% of the traders were not locals, and in fact many of them were large-scale traders! They don’t buy for their household use, but for their businesses, maybe a hundred or two hundred kilos of goods at a time.

Anyway, the first river market was that type, and the boats had a healthy mix of sanpans, double-deckers and metal craft.

Hang on, where’s my notebook? I wrote down some noteworthy stuff.

Oh right. The door with the heart graffiti! The boat brought us along the river, and all along the banks were buildings, homes on stilts. Most were old and tin-roofed, pretty much run down. Admist the junk and clutter, one solitary tin door had a single heart spray-painted on it.

--warning, bullshit ahead----

Something so commonplace, something so ordinary as graffiti jumped out at me, just like that. Admist the beauty around me, the sharp contrast of the starkness of the single shape against the clutter around it provided a beautiful frame for the message of strength and love.

It was the ordinary-ness of the thing that drew my attention. Like a rose standing defiant in a plowed field, it is a testament of the power of love to stand and take root anywhere, be it in a dingy stilt-tin-shack on the banks of Mekong River, the colorful walls of Los Angles, or the tree on a hill at the back of a small town. The heart shape is universal, and looking at that door transported me to a hundred, a thousand different places and times of love and strength.

Plus, it was a pretty arty photo moment, provided I had the gadgetry to take a picture.

Okay stupid chiayoon tell me faster blog. Hrmph.

Alright, so we arrived at the market! First thing to greet us was a small sampan with a smaller outboard motor operated by a mother, and her two young children at the front. They were waving and smiling, and shouting Hello! Us tourists were so taken with them we started taking photos.

Then they suddenly adopted a serious face and saluted!

We all but melted from the cuteness.

And we bought a couple drinks from them.

Their way of making a sale is pretty unique! Drive up next to your boat, grab a hook and hook anything you have sticking out of the boat, and then cut their motor and drift alongside showing their wares. They sell everything from seafood to vegetables to even hot coffee! Saw a boat cooking and selling noodles. Crazy..

We went to another boat, who sold us coconuts. It was super cheap! Like 5k dong. That’s 30cents?

Oh, and their currency is the dong. One thousand dong, two thousand dong.

Guys, stop snickering.

Went to another market, nothing much happened.

On the way back, I sat with some Englishman haha. He was bloody funny, swearing left and right, and being happy about the cheap beer here. Their colloquial terms are hilarious, like “I spent the flight getting piss-drunk” and “then I was like, fuck it, ya know?”

Plus the accent is sexy.

Westerners are such free sprits! He’s 20+, came by himself for 3 weeks, no idea what to do here, probably gonna go find a train to a beach to kitesurf.

I like his style.

My ass hurts from all the sitting, gonna go take a bath and sleep.

Heading back home tomorrow! Singapore, watch out. (:

day 2

2010-12-20T02:23:00.001+08:00

Day 2:
Cu Chi Tunnels!

Woke up early, went for breakfast! We had a place to visit today, the Cu Chi Tunnels, an iconic battleground during the Vietnam War and a symbol of Vietcong guerilla warfare.

Breakfast at the hotel was pretty decent, and for a tiny three-star hotel, we were very impressed by the décor of the place, and how they managed to utilize the super tiny floor space to the best benefit.
Cu Chi Tunnels! Went on a small minivan with 6 others from the same hotel (Queen Ann), and that minivan joined up with another tour bus! It was quite a cool arrangement, which meant that to give greatest flexibility, our tour was not organized by a single agency, but rather just joining other travel groups who happened to go towards the same area at a certain time. Today’s travel was with TNC travel agency.

The bus had a lot of westerners! Prettaee~

Okay. So what is Cu Chi Tunnels, and why is it so signifigant?

Cu Chi was a farming village north of Saigon, and it provided some vital path to the city and neighboring American bases if I’m not wrong. However, shelling started, and the farmers were forced to dig tunnels to hide from the mortars.

From farmers they became soldiers, and they put up heavy resistance to the American forces with their complex, tiny, booby-trapped tunnels, hundreds of kilometers in length, dug by hand with a small bamboo basket and a hand spade.

The tour brought us to the village of Cu Chi, where traces of trenches were still visible everywhere. The smell of cordite hung in the air- punctuated by the sharp reports from a nearby war-weapons shooting range.

First stop was a video showcase, where we sat in a hut the size of a large classroom, and a video was shown to us to give a general outline of the history. It was quite a refreshing change from the usual American version of the events, and it was pretty funny to sneak peeks at these gweilos every time the heavily accented narrator talks about the peaceful village being razed by American bombs.

There was a cutout diagram of the tunnel system, pretty cool! The tunnels were broadly classified into three levels.

First level was 2-3 meters underground. This was the living quarters, and ambush areas. Concealed exits too small for Americans (but about right for Vietnamese) were scattered everywhere, in every household, in forests, in neighbouring villages, even 70 km in the city of Saigon itself. How the digging was done, I have no idea. Sheer grit and determination. :/

Second level was the stockpiles, bomb shelters, and booby traps.
Booby traps are crazy. But that’s for later.

Third level was the escape routes, the long-dist tunnels, and entrances to the Saigon River.

Overall, it was a pretty self-sustaining feature, with wells and escape routes within the tunnels. By day, they were local farmers, by night, they turned into the Vietcong, fighters for liberation. They developed a saying: A rifle in one hand, and a hoe in another, that’s the spirit of the Vietcong warrior.

Okay I digress.

Next was a visit to the tunnels! We went down one of the concealed exits (it’s really like, concealed into the forest floor you know) and found super narrow paths la! Have to do some kind of duck-walk to get through, and it totally kills the knees. Without some electric lamps, it’ll be completely pitch—black. Quite scary! My mum was freaking out after about 10 meters, and we left the tunnel the next exit. Or not it would run up to about 150 meters.

We saw the traps next. Pretty gross stuff. Most were concealed animal traps made larger for human purposes. There was the traditional bamboo spike-pit trap, a few traps that drove iron barbs into you as you fell through, a really devious one called the rolling log (two logs with short spikes sticking out, so if you step on one and try to step away you’ll just fall into the other) and another with a variation of a seesaw with spikes.

The tour guide activated each on in turn by prodding a stick through, and it was really quite disturbing. All the iron barbs are made like fishing hooks, with a wicked backward-pointed barb that causes serious damage when attempting to pull out. Hope to get pictures out soon!

Hmm what else what else.

They made shoes! Vietcong sandals. Made out of truck tires. They’re surprisingly sturdy and comfortable, and best is that they don’t use any glue! So it’s practically impossible to spoil. Most of the security guards in the area also wear these sandals.

Went back, shopped abit, and now yeah, it’s pretty late. Going Mekong River tomorrow, hope there’s internet access there!

2010-12-18T23:52:00.002+08:00

Holiday time does seem to run quicker.

It seems like it’s only 11pm, but actually it’s 12!

Oh right, cause of the time difference.

Here I am, sitting in a hotel room with a laptop in my lap and a tenuous internet connection. I’m on holiday with my parents and my grandma, which means that the bulk of communication I’m going to get is in Hokkien, which I sadly don’t understand.
That does leave me much time to type, to let my mind wander, to fully absorb the sights and sounds of this wonderful, unique place.

Day 1:

Ho Chi Minh!
Pretty awesome experience to be back in Vietnam. The last time I was there was filled with great memories, during my OIP trip. This time, we’re in the grand old city of Saigon, or Ho Chi Minh.

Was super tired when I woke up, didn’t get a great sleep the day before (That’s another story for another time) but I guess nothing’s as invigorating as a cold shower at 4am. (:

Picked Grandma up at her house, went to the airport, (cab fare was like.. 30!) and went to budget terminal!
Was quite cool, despite being a so-called budget terminal.

Went on the plane, knocked off straight away and only woke up about 2 hours later during landing.

Some angmoh guy beside me had a Kindle, he had some problems with it. I was holding my book and feeling smug heh.

By then, it was about 9am, and the rest of the day was free! The tour agency sent a cab to bring us to our hotel, and then we were supposed to go free and easy for the rest of the day.

First time for all of us being tour-less, and could tell that we were all quite excited!

Asked the concierge where to shop, they directed us and made broad gestures saying “big shopping very close!” in heavily accented English.

Following their hand signs, this unlikely quartet left the hotel into the crazy streets of Vietnam.

We walked for ages, I tell you.

The stupid shopping centre (It was more of a bazaar, like Bugis Street messiness combined with Mustafa variety.) was like freaking far away la! Walk and walk and walk. Stopped for free ice-cream, (some shop had a promotion) and we reached the place. Saw awesome dance shoes in a shop along the way, but didn’t stop and look. Kinda regret it now, cause the bazaar didn’t have any, and we didn’t find the shop on the way back.

Had my first pho ga in 2 years (chicken noodle soup)! Felt nice. The food’s definitely cheaper here, but not by much. Or perhaps it was because these are tourist traps. Vietnamese have a habit of bringing their own utensils, I think! Saw quite a few eating who brought their own. I guess it’s cleaner that way. Good for the environment too.

Went back laden with stuff, got a taxi (we were ripped off haha, paid 20plus sing, for a ride that should have cost about $4. But it’s okay la.

The rooms are nice! May take a picture.

Dinner was at a restaurant nearby, who was obviously catered to tourists. Food was surprisingly cheap, had beef soup hotpot, claypot rice, and some cool rice vermicelli springroll wrapped in herbs and lettuce. Cost about $4 each, including our drinks. They were playing a cd that had the “happy birthday” song in all the major languages. Korean sounds cute.

And now I’m back in my room, feeling prettyyy tired. Long day tomorrow, the tour’s starting!

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Should I blog about the camp?

Bleah, tired. Let Zanthe do. (:

Nightoes, Singapore! I’ll be back in 5 days.

You better get better looking ladies okay! Vietnamese are pretty. (:

2010-12-09T21:18:00.002+08:00

NICE. ((:

Hmm, okay. Haha nothing much to say! Prom's over, had fun, now mayybe countdown's a no. But meh.

Going for camp and then overseas on 16-23! Hope I enjoy myself (duh, I will haha.)

dream!

2010-11-28T21:32:00.002+08:00

Had a new dream. Was QUITE DISTURBING so I didn't feel like writing it down. I'll just summarise it abit.

1st part:

Halloween! Our school had some survival camp in a forest. We were in small groups, crawing through undergrowth, trying to be as stealthy as possible. Why, I don't remember.
The next scene was of a giant stage in the forest, and the rest of the "school" was already gathered. There were a few people on stage, what I understood to be the school board, and they were all dressed like, or were actually monsters. I noted that the guys all were vampires. Maybe it's more classy then werewolf that's why.

Then an external person came, he did some complicated choreography which we couldn't follow. He then laughed and said he was just proving that he was capable (of what? I remember feeling it was not dance related). He then changed into a vampire too.

Remember cooking something (chicken?) by placing tinfoil over a brick, then using a flamethrower or something.

Okayyy whatever next.

2nd part: the weird shit.

Next, it was IHC! INTERHOUSE CHAMPIONSHIPS.

But it wasn't just any event.

It was interhouse warfare.

Each house assembled at a different area, and all of us had a choice of weaponary to take. Most of us took assualt rifles.

I'm not sure what happened after that, but I lost my rifle, and bumped into mike on the way. He told me of an excellent spot where people didn't see you till it was too late. It was a broken staircase of sorts, extending halfway down from the second storey to the first. Hiding there, you could pick off people who walked right by you without looking back.

So there I was, holding a fistful of keys, wondering if I would be able to jump on any non-MTian and ram the keys into their throats. Some girl was giving me cover from another angle as well, I forgot who. But she had the rifle, I let her keep it instead of me.

Nice to know I had morals even in these shitty dreams.

No one was killed though, and we went back for debrief. The death toll was pretty bad, we were passing around an attendance list, only about half was still there.

And it was only half-time, we went to another room, this time stocked with grenade launchers, carbines, and other huge weapons that I didn't know about.
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I woke up.

Crazy dream, right? I'll analyse alll my previous dreams soon, just to give myself a morbid christmas present.
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Oh, and strawberries are flattered that people like them, but still, that's no reason to over-eat them. It's not a very balanced diet, and strawberries also get worried when someone craves them for so long. Stop eating strawberries, there's plenty of other stuff out there. (:

2010-11-26T10:40:00.002+08:00

I remember having stuff to blog about.

OH YA MARINA BARRAGE HAHAHA.

Awesome! Went there for Learning Journey with all the other Nat Day people, had some talk about history of the barrage, it's really quite cool actually. I like the pride our govt has in such large plans, it's somewhat infectious. Plus they really did a good move by making the tour so interative and well designed.

Of course, for the STREETERSS, the learning journey was after that!

HAHA.

Went out, decided not to wait 30min for the bus, walked in the rain instead. Then we tompang a lorry. Quite fun! Was taking random videos and shizz. squatting at the back of the lorry.

First time for all of us.

Then yoghurt! Awesomeee. Haha lisa very enjoy life. (:

Okai! Next up is OPEN HOUSE AND AUDITIONS. We better get a good intake mans!

New skin!

2010-11-14T21:58:00.002+08:00

May be sticking to this one for a while. It seems like something i'll like.

I know, I know, it's been ages since I've blogged. I haven't been at the computer much, I guess.

*gasp*

Yeah, heh. Been pretty preoccupied with books and other no-life stuff.

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Dance camp was fun! Interacted with mostly juniors, had alot of fun with the boys, with Wenying. Made some new friends. Bbq party in December? Set ah!

Love the hoodie too. (:

Birthday!

Really love the well wishes, appreciate them a lot. To be honest, I don't really care much for the presents. It's just that I appreciate knowing that I mean enough to some people for them to consider what I would really like. It really shows the care some people have towards me, and I'm very grateful for that.

Especially like to thank islandcreamery and zanthe. You know what you all did, and I really appreciate it.

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OP!

Quite okay ba. Hehe. Our group was kinda grilled by the examiners, but it's okay! We pulled through.

THANKYOU WEIHAO (:

Watched movie after that! Due Date. Quite funny. But exceedingly random.

In fact the next few days was spent watching movies too. And of course, East Coast. Easily one of the most memorable of East Coast trips. Cycling in the rain ftw. (:

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Oh no I'm becoming scandalous. D:

2010-11-01T00:47:00.002+08:00

BBOYING!

DANCING!

JAPANESE BUFFET!

PASSING PROMOS!

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I cut my toe.

Will be having epic dancing at UCC this week. Can't wait. (: But quite worried about bloody socks. lol.

dreams!

2010-10-02T10:32:00.002+08:00

Dream 1: There were two variations to this dream. I call it that beacause, well, same location, two events. Quite new for me, so haha it was quite interesting.

Me and louis were running towards the MRT ticketing machine. It wasn't a MRT station i've seen before: it was circle line, but it was brown marble and geometric L shapes. There were also only 3 ticketing gates.

Somehow, was racing louis to the machine, but we collided (i was in front, but have to fumble for my card) and we weren't sure who tapped their card. lol. Anyway, I was then called over to control, who helped me scan my card again. So I went through the gate, then realised I left my bag on the other side (like in airport security, youknow? Need to put in the basket.) Had to sneak back and retrive my bag.

After that, went to the mrt, zanthe was there, louis wasn't.

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Second variation involved some despo girl. Lol. Won't go into the details, but we were in some MRT (it went both red and green lines) and it was the wrong train for both of us. Then some guy called Elias came up, looked like the guy from 爱, the 7pm weekend show. Claimed to be the girl's boyfriends's brother and told me to lay off.

They got into some arugment about if he really was her boyfriend, but i took the opportunity to ditch her. Phew.

The second variation was narrated much like a book, was quite cool. Recogonised some stuff from a book i read earlier in the day.

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Second dream:

A boat pulled up to a grey, desolate, neverending shore. It was some sort of expedition, and i guess we had to survive in these conditions, on the bare rocky beach while nothing in the ocean but freaking anchovies. Raiding parties too. Along the other side of the beach lay something we both desired and feared, something drangerous but rewarding. All the raiders have come from there there and it was perhaps the longing for human contact that made us look towards there. We never moced though, and instead worked on building a stable home for the 6 or so where traveled there. Narration was very much gameplay mixed with first person, so I was sometimes viewing a top down view of where to build watchtowers or temples, and directing where the boat could go. At other times I was on the beach scuffing stones into the still ocean, walking around supervising the work, and talking to ther other people.

The girls had really pimped out thier wooden house tho, racks of high heels and shit.

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Earlier dream:

This was the day where my sister and her friends slept over, so I had to evacuate my room and use my parent's.

I dreamt I woke up at 4plus, saw my sister on my parents bed playing around with some lighter and candles. My parents were not there. Went to sit beside her (she WAS going overseas the next day) and played with my phone for a while. Started humming random songs while she continued whatever she was doing, i think making presents? I started singing Yi Zhi Du Xiu from Show luo, because I happened to be wearing sunglasses and fingerless gloves. At 4am.

Went to play the video on my phone using wireless interenet. But it was pretty soft. I asked my sister if she knew how to make the lighter flame brighter. She didn't, so I took it and helped her make bigger. I did the same for my phone volume too. (NO FREAKING IDEA HOW).

Played with candles for a while.

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OKayyyy gonna go study bye~

Dream!

2010-09-12T11:19:00.002+08:00

I realised that my dreams have creepy and violent tendencies.
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Me and Kate grew up together. Best of childhood friends, we evolved from friends to lovers during our preteen years. How, I'm not sure. Love's funny that way, right? Whatever it is, we loved each other, and we swore the world to each other.

Then she disappeared.

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The dream begins years later, when I had become a young adult, definitely older than what I was now, I guess. But that remains to be the seen. Somehow, Kate had returned, and I don't know how we knew. But whatever it is, I was going to meet her that night, in my parent's bedroom. I guess we wanted to celebrate her return more privately, just the two of us, without any parents or friends fawning over her.

It took forever of pretending to be asleep, what with my parents walking in and all (their bedroom after all) and finally my parents stopped checking on me and left the door sht. I was alone.

I glanced up at the mirror above the bed, and sure enough Kate (Was that her name anymore? It sounds weird.) was there, peeking out from behind the reflection of the bedpost.

I smiled and turned away (I wasnt supposed to see how it worked) and with a woosh and a thump she was beside me. Snuggled and talked abit about life and stuff.

Suddenly, the bathroom door creaked slowly open, loud enough to be audible, soft enough to be creepy.

My mum was there. Torn dress, messed hair, standing expressionless while the bathroom light flickered behind her.

We stared at each other for a couple seconds and then the door swung back shut.

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We went back to talking.

The door swung open again. Now my mum's hair was grey and frazzle, and she kept the same expressionless face.

The door swung back shut.

We went back to talking.

The door swung open again.

"SHEESH MUM!"

"Sorry!" She said, walking out of the toilet and beside the bed to pour herself a drink of water. She had a mud mask on now and looked hilarous out of the flickering bathroom light. "Just didn't know that your friend was here."

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The scene changes into a map view that zooms into off the coast of some unpronunceable area. A swamp. Me and the girl was having a holiday or something there, wading through the swamp and looking at the vegetation with a guide bringing us around.

Something brushed her leg and she screamed, and immediately the guide brought us up above water for a while. He explained that there were lots of Ebi fish in the water and that they were transcluent eel-like creatures. (They're not, but bleah it's a dream!)

I plucked out a small splinter from the sole of my foot and went back into the water to finish looking at the sights.
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Back in my bedroom after the day, I was turning into to sleep. I remembered the splinter wound and the dirty swamp water. Bettter disinfect, I thought. I looked at my foot, and omg.

The wound had increased to a larger than a 50-cent gaping hole in my left foot, something you could put two fingers into.
And you really could put two fingers in. The foot was semihollowed out on the inside, red raw flesh half an inch inside the foot and some mass of stringy purple shit right at the visible corner in the flesh inside. (So you can like put your finger in till the first knuckle before it touches the flesh.

Gross. I wanted to like put a plaster over it, but realised the hole was too big.

Then I looked at my other foot. Turns out that there was probably a cut there in the balley between the large toe and it's neighbour. There were the same stingy bits of dead purple flesh hanging out of it.

Wondering if I could pull out the infected part, I looked closer.

They were fucking moving.

Worms! I licked out and a few dislodged, with a splat onto my bedroom floor. Squinted abit at them, sure enough, they were moving ever so slightly.

Then I thought about my hollowed out left foot with the mass of carnivorous worms nestled deep within.

Spent the next 30 minutes of the dream in the toilet spraying water into my foot trying to dislodge them. Hurt like hell.

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Next Dream!

Flooded pond in a park. Fun times! No worms. There was some sort of water-part going on, and everyone was having fun. I still didn't dare to try backflips.

I was helping move stuff over to dry land, there were boards, chairs, etc. Everyone was swimming or boating.

Then some missile exploded above the park and the heat dried up the water. ):

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Dream!

2010-09-08T15:23:00.002+08:00

I'm having weirder dreams now. Sheesh.

The scene draws in in third person to a lone man in a immucalate grey suit walking down a hotel hallway, cane in hand. Think Dorrian Gray from Leauge of Extraodinary Gentlemen in the Inception Hotel.

He stopped, turned at one of the doors, and opened it.

Empty.

Shrugging, he continued to the next door, opened it.

There was something haha but ican't remember. Related to a picture. That's why I thought Dorrian Grey.

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The third door was opened to a room, smaller than expected, coverend in antique tapersty themed-wallpaper, with strong incense and of course a old woman sitting at a round table with a deck of tarot cards fanned out.

"It's too late," She smiled, taking a sip of steaming coffee from a cup. To Grey's horror, the cup was CHIPPED!

Somehow that meant alot. So Grey rushed to the window, flung it open, and looked down. There were people milling below in grey uniforms and holding primitive automatic weapons. It seemed like something was going to happen, and soon.

Grey jumped.

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Standing in the streets of some Cuban town I couldn't quite pronunce, the LEGENDARY SWORD or something like that slung on my back, I watched as a crowd of soldiers carrying these weapons hurried towards (some away) from a large pagoda like structure. Didn't seem good.

Then BOOM!

The pagoda thingy exploded in a rush of flame and from inside crawled out a large DRAGON!

Proceeds to flashback to the times where my old mentor was a blue dragon and was killed by this large red green dragon against a tree on a grassy hill when I was young.

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Then I took the sword and killed the dragon.

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I was standing opposite Chenwei. He was dressed in white.

"Let's not fight," I said. "I mean, all the good guys will win at close combat but the bad guy wins at weapons. This isn't fair. We don't have weapons!"

"Let's go!" He challenged.

HAHAHAHA THEN GET THIS! HE HOPPED ON THE FREAKING SPOT TWICE IN A CIRLCE.

Then we traded a few blows and I started laughing my ass off.

"Why the hell did you do that!"
"Do what!"

"The Poink Poink thing!"

Then i woke up.

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Hooray for PW (:

dream!

2010-09-06T18:28:00.003+08:00

Shopping with some girl, not sure if I knew her before. But somehow, in the dream, she i guess seemed like that perfect girl that all guys look for. Cute, fun, able to relax and talk, able to mess around and understand sick jokes, the type that just feels right when she's in your arms. We were shopping in some large shoppnig centre singing Jay Chou songs and hiding behind clothes racks. And PDAing alot. lol.

Walked out hand in hand after that, on hindsight it looked like the place outside Toa Payoh NTUC. It was late already, at least 8pm, and it was pretty quiet. But I had to tell her that I wasn't ready to commit.
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Aiya actually the dream became quite detailed. But it suddenly feels very personal. So cut forward.

"Beware of men who are implusively spontaneous and romantic."
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Scene subtly changed, was still night, was still orange lights and grass, but we ended up sitting at a stone table+bench. Studying i think. Like those along parks. The girl became zanthe. ._.

Some annoying malay/indian dude came along, asked Zanthe for something in her bio notes. I was quite pissed with that guy. We started messing with each other, suanning his face off. In the end I told him to go to hell. ._.

He started talking about slippers and commenting on the fashion styles of slippers.

I KNOW LA IT'S A DAMN WEIRD DREAM.

Then after we dao him for a bit he continued talking to another dude who was leaning beside a billboard thing (the bus stop advertisment thing) near the benches.

I asked zanthe "he's gay right?"
"Yes. Heh."

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Third dream was damn bloody offensive.

It's quite sexual, so not typing much here. It's just quite disturbing la.

A bboy gathering along some huge superhighway. Maybe doing some type of tv show. Someone came along and.. did... stuff to the bboys. Like bloody disturbing stuff. Bboy physicx. D:

Ended up somehow I was involved, and I beat the shit out of the guy who did it back in his house.

Weird violent tendencies.

PW!

2010-08-30T03:00:00.003+08:00

"You want bubble tea, I want bubble tea, he wants bubble tea. So we get together and sell bubble tea to each other...?"

Jellyfish!

Wood!

"He poor right? He need job right? So he need entreprenuership right?"

"Urm, yeah we FIND her BEST!"

I <3 our PW group soooo much. (:

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Awesome times. It's really disheartening everytime we sit down 8,9 hours mutiple days in a row and only get tiny results, and even THAT gets short down. But having a great group like ours just makes up for it.

Hope no one's too stressed out over this PW madness, becky, kashen, weihao, lakshmi pull through okay!
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Mike is REPRESENTIN' RJ STREET Black Mirrors Crew at SGBBOY CHAMPS!
I'm damn proud of him, and I'm damn proud of the effort he's put in. His hard work is really.. wow.

I guess breaking; and I mean REAL breaking, the style, the groove, the self expression and originality, they don't come easy. Sure anyone could do a Nike or a forearm freeze or any of those cool blowups, but to sit down and train your footwork for hours..

Man, that's dedication right there.

He's a dopeshit bboy and an awesome friend, and I owe him half my life.

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Dream!

2010-08-21T23:38:00.003+08:00

OH CHECK THIS OUT.

http://2lols.com/lookalikes/

Hey guys!

Today was awesome dance day. (:

STEP UP + ESPLANADE + SUNTEC COMPETITION!
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Awesome shizzle.

I had a couple of dreams lately. Been harder to remember them though.

Yesterday's one was weird ttm. 4 streeters in a toilet.

Can't really type it here, but it was a Royston Tan-ish dialouge setting that really makes you look at growing up and how children sometimes try too hard to be like adults.

Deep shit, but distrubing shit.
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Wednesday 18th August:

We were on a batch outing of some sort, a mass walk thing at night. It was a cool misty night, and we were walking in single or double files along well-worn pathways through forest and grassland. Seemed like a place more suitable for an army march, but there we were, a large group of RJ kids slowly making our way forward, each whispering quietly to the friends they were walking with.

It was a REALLY cold night, it seemed. you could see your breath, and the ground appeared to be crunchy with frost, making distinctive rustles above the faint murmur of voices in the otherwise silent night. In some places there were large pools of water that had frozen over, and I either sidestepped them or tread gingerly on them, unsure of the strength of the ice, and for that matter, what lay beneath the surface..

I was tired, and falling behind, letting my friends pass me and continue their walk. The road looked so eerily beautiful, but so long, so mysterious. I wanted to go on.
Then my old teacher came along (I'm not sure if he was my teacher, but i knew instinctively in the dream world that he was an old teacher)
"Sir! I'm tired, why is the road so long!"
"Don't worry about being tired or how long the road is. Just skate."
"Skate?" I asked, even though I immediately knew he refered to the pools of ice. I looked at the path again, and sure enough now the entire path was covered by a thin faintly glowing sheet of ice. My friends and batchmates continued trudging along.
"Yes, it's perfectly safe!" He assured.

And I was off. Skating (More like sliding) on the ice, it was great fun and I made my way quickly past all those who overtook me before. The wind whipped my face and it felt great. I saw images of Ngee Ann Poly in my mind as a small abandoned vine-covered school, though I'm not sure if it was my destination or just near the path I was taking, in a small clearning surrounded by trees. I also passed what seemed to be a reservoir of shimmery phospherent water, with a quaint red Chinese boat bobbing off the quay partly visible through the white mist in the dark night. It was really pretty.

Soon the grassy footpath changed to become more forested, and the path while straight started to be framed by thin, garled, tall trees. It got darker than ever, the sort of dark purple we see late at night, but a lot more foggy and with stranger lights glowing around trees.

It was in here that I met David.

I said hi, and immediately my phone rang.

And my right buttcheek hurt like crap.

I fell to the floor while scrambling for my phone. (It REALLY HURT.)
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Dream 2:

It was after dance prac at the Studio, a bunch of us were just sitting around the back of dance studio (The blue mat areas), stretching and talking abit with steffi. The topic switched to some members of street, and strange characters started walking through the DS door every now and then. I remember a fat black African American woman in a white dress, but there was definitely more than one.

I was talking to Yuhan in a small room with random stacks of cardboard boxes. In the dream I thought of it as some part of the Dance Studio. Perhaps it was part of the same dream.
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Dream 3:
I was interogating someone in a house/bar setting, in any case we were seated at a bartop. The person was charged with murder, of this guy called "Helger" and a subsequent person, perhaps the witness to the first murder.

I was tricked quite badly by her. Never got anywhere. Asked her about what happened on the day itself, and she herself didn't mention much that I remember. What I remember though, is trying to get her to talk about her day, every detail, and I had a very vivid image of her in an MRT, buildings whipping past visible through the window, her arms folded across her lap serenely.
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But it was very distracting. A TV show was on, it seemed, and we both paused every now and then to watch the show and only continued the pathetic attempt at integorration during commercial breaks.
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2010-08-20T00:15:00.002+08:00

Pissed.

I'm not sure if the school even notices me.
Or if that's just their way of saying that I don't deserve to be here.
Do I even belong here?
Frankly I think not.
What I said in my interview is 100% true though. I won't mind at all.

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*gets over it*

okay whee! Spa tmr. Rather, today. I have to mug and do my maths tutorial.

AND I HAD A REALLY REALLY COOL DREAM.

Will type it tomorrow.

2010-08-18T19:55:00.003+08:00

lala.

Nope tagboard isn't up yet. I'm a lazy dude. (:

Not like anyone tags anyway heh.
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DANCE PRAC TODAY! After AGES I tell you. Been looking forward to do one of the suddenly famous Steffi pracs.

Oh hot damn. She is some closet bodybuilder.

Heh I can see pracs being very fun with her taking charge. She's like this cute ball of dopeshit energy that leaves you surprised every time. Why am I fanboying my instructor. But aiya she's fun and is really willing to be involved with our CCA. Plus she seems like the type that watches taiwan variety shows. So I approve.

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Heh this is a crazy week, 2 spas, 2 econs tests, GP test, and this weird shit called Functions Tutorial. And EOM and WR.

School is really gearing up for promos though. It's right there in the air: study for promos!
Good luck guys. (: I HAVE DECIDED TO STAY BACK EVERY TUES WEDS FRI to study. Will gym on Sat, Mon, Thurs. (:

Can't wait for Saturday. :/

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Oh and a pretty funny joke. IMO. haha.

My job is so fucking unbelievable. I’ll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:

First, there is this supermodel wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless.
The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on make-up.
She is extremely self-centred and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself.
She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe.

The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet.
Her career opportunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10.
I’m not sure she even showers, much less shaves her “womanly” parts.
I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store she moans like a cat in heat.

But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead.
In fact, he is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I’m sure after work.
He probably hasn’t been sober any time in the last ten years, and he’s only 22.
He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the 1960’s, and to make things worse, he brings his big fucking dog to work.
Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke.
Hell, sometimes I even think it’s trying to talk with its constant bellowing.
Also, both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonald’s and Burger King, every single fucking day.

Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and shit.

2010-08-15T22:20:00.001+08:00

So apparently my blog doesn't work on FF. Say sooner lah. ._.

It's been a month since I posted!

Really busy period, sorry to whoever still uses IE and reads my blog.
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Will change skin soon!

And I PROMISE PROMISE to update more. Heh.

For now.. GP Essay!

2010-07-14T03:22:00.002+08:00

Whee!

Doing PW, and decided, that well, since I'm not sleeping anyway i might as well blog abit. Heh.

Heard somewhere that it's better to not sleep than to sleep for less than 1 hr, you'll wake up more tired or smth.

Meh but anyway i'm quite hyper now so i shall not sleep lah.

Actually I can probably finish PW soon but.. haha i'm just going to enjoy myself. The night sky is so peaceful and.. wow, Singapore.
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3.27am

BECKYYY! SHE NEVER SEND ME THE CURRENT SOLUTIONS. D:

And I bet Wei Hao and Lakshmi went to sleep.

Ooh, I haven't bathed yet.
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3.58am

This shouldn't be happening.
But she's really cute. :/

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4.31am

Sian, my computer is REALLY SLOW.

Why ah?

Maybe I should let Weihao take a look hehe.
Haha nolah, I think that it's a terrible thing to take advantage of your neighbours/classmates/friends/family in that way.

Too many times have I seen the doctor in our family giving out free diagnosis everytime there's a family gathering, or calling your cousin who's your neighbour to come and look at your computer.

I've been on the benefiting end most of the time, but i'm aware that well, it's not very polite lah. I try not to ask for help as much as I can heh. Not from family, because they can't say no.

Now i'm repairing my uncle's stereo/tv/radio/dvd players everytime I visit my grandma's house on Saturday. Irritating.

I forsee being annoyed a lot in future, being perhaps the only kid going to Uni in my extended family. (oops. D: sorry i'm offensive after not sleeping. Brain dead.)

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5.01am

I should start getting ready for school.
To Print or not to print? 10 pages siala.

Oh shit, 10 pages only?

Actually I'm quite worried for PW haha.

Mm, okay printed. Weihao didn't send me anything. Ahwell.
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5.32am

SHIT LAH MY COMPUTER IS REALLY DAMN SLOW.

I'm so irritated.
Blah. It's okay. I'm early for school anyway. Maybe I'll do some stretching, eat a nice breakfast, go school sleep a bit.

Physics results today right? *nervous*

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Haha aiya whatever lah. I shall go prep for school.

Oh no, i'm sleepy.

roses are red
violets are blue
I know it's not a haiku
But I'm sleepy, so screw you!

EYEBAGGS. D;

2010-07-06T23:59:00.002+08:00

wheeee!!!

Dance = fun.

Aiya sorry lah, i'm always posting before I sleep. Which means i'm sleepy and not in much mood to write.

Nevertheless, i should try.

Okay, today we had our Interview Skills enrichment programme! Some was common sense, some was quite smart. I wish the notes were filled up though.

Had alot of balloons lying around, must be the balloon (sp?) sculpting enrichment.
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Choreographed some stuff today, it's really really fun. Oh and the Taiwan thingy, helping them.. not sure if it was a good idea, but it'll be a great experience to have. Guess i have to be really really focused these 3 weeks though.

OKay yeah, results are coming back soon. I'm pretty worried. Please don't let them take away my Nat Day man.

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Room B 32
12 30 is when I face
My chem test results.

2010-07-04T10:55:00.003+08:00

Whee cts are over!

yeah.

I don't know what else to say, but i'm supposed to be trying to figure out how to play a couple of songs now so ttyl peeps.

Hmm, it seems like I've
Forgot something important.
Oh, oh, the haiku!

2010-06-27T19:53:00.002+08:00

hey! I'm here, not studying, and going to blog instead!

Went to watch RGCO concert with zhengxi yesterday. It was quite nice, some of the pieces, but a couple were too shrill for my liking. ahwell, chinese instruments.

Was a little weird. But meh.

Totallly didn't study today, shit i really really lack discipline. I'll regret it by tomorrow.

Church was nice today.
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Econs tomorrow.
Whew, just started to study.
Sorry, Mrs Tan.

2010-06-24T16:04:00.002+08:00

Should be studying
But I'm getting distracted.
Stupid Mafia Wars.

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And in reply to becky

I know rhyming's cool
Could I do better than you?
Perhaps in haikus.

HAH! (:

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Okay lah, back to mugging. Haha. super fun day ytd, guess i should get back on track for my study schedule.

2010-06-22T20:09:00.003+08:00

yo! back to update about what's been going on.

First,

WE'VE SUBMITTED GPP!

yeah.

urm, so that's a huge load off our chests, at least until it gets thrown back at us still unapproved.
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Mugging is still going reall slow, wheeew. Finally i'm done with all the iffy bits for physics though, can blast through the next few topics by tonight, well maybe except thermal physics, i still don't get the root-mean-square speed being the root of the mean of the square of the speed instead of the root of the mean speed squared.

Laughed like shit when i read that in the lecture notes.
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hmm what happened today?

Studied physics with Denise. Horribly distracting, everyone in raja block was messing around. haha.

Fun talking about scandals which i didn't know about. D:

Finished kinematics and measurement. lol. i took 4 hours for measurement. D:

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Tmr will finish physics and start on maths!

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yeoon- haiku haiku says (8:17 PM):
oh no i'm thinking of a haiku now!
haha
can't think of what to write about.
rebecca says (8:17 PM):
haha
write about...
uhh
what you did today
okay that's borign
yeoon- haiku haiku says (8:17 PM):
that's a boring haiku. D:
rebecca says (8:17 PM):
about world cup
yeoon- haiku haiku says (8:17 PM):
haha yeah
rebecca says (8:17 PM):
about
about yourself LOL
yeoon- haiku haiku says (8:18 PM):
ha okay!
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I'm so awesome that
just seventeen syllables
cannot describe me

2010-06-19T08:18:00.003+08:00

Terrible nightmare
Monsters, aliens, paedophelies?
No, Was late for class.

STUDYYYY

2010-06-18T22:40:00.003+08:00

NO TIME FOR STUDYING ALR!

SHIT.

Maybe i should just pray for the next week.

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I don't like physics, most of all. Annoying thing about it is that you need someone to discuss with, or not you'll just get stuck and never know how to do the questions.

But then when you study with another person chances are that you'll get distracted.

Ahwell, gotta work on self-discipline then.

Tomorrow's jitterbugs! I'm gonna sleep early, it'll be a VERY long day tmr, need to chiong out our GPP WHICH IS NOT APPROVED YET WTF.

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Ooh! Just remembered. Today had an awesome sunrise. Like, awesome awesome. You can SEE the rays of sun from behind the cloud.. Lazy to upload pics at the moment.

Good luck to everyone for CTs. We will need it.

Lol, and screw the MRT resolution, there isn't time.

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Summer has arrived

Snowmen, warm clothes, hot coca

Childhood memories

Something can exist for just a moment

but stay forever in our hearts.

Cheer up, yeah? (:

340th!

2010-06-17T23:27:00.004+08:00

340th post. Phew, it's been ages.

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Watched Toy Story today! It's nice. Haha. But A team is nicer.

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Aiya shit i'm not studying productively! So many distractions.

Ahwell, tmr will be chionging PW, no time for studying. Saturday's dance, sunday's.. sunday.

Monday Chem test, tuesday to friday will probably be reserved for maths and physics. So chem will have to really finish off by monday.

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Econs will have to fuddle the way through.

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My back hurts like shit, is it because of doing bridges? Damn, it really hurts.

Was followed today by two paparazzo. Not funny, you bimbos. D: HAHA.

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Had a couple dreams recently. They were really short though, so didn't write them down. The World cup one was awesome though, freaking hilarious.

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OKay first dream:

What happened was that i fell asleep smsing becky the other time, so i kinda dreamt that the conversation continued.

Can't really rememeber what happened, but we were discussing world cup, the girls were all somewhere and the guys was watching world cup from a laptop in the RI canteen, at those round tables just at the sides of the canteen.

Then it got really stuffy and then we started taking off our shirts, well i remember me and richard did anyway.

Then melody smsed me three or four times with "poke", i was like "stopppiittt!"

Urm yeah, then the guys were running around topless.

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More recently, me and my dad were in the parking lot trying to turn in into a lot. But a car stopped in front of ours before we turned into the space, and a couple people exited the car, talking to each other.

They then sat on the hood of our car and continued talking.

My dad was like "what the freak." and reversed so they fell down.

He then parked the car.

I told him he could reverse further back.

He did.

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I KNOW, THE DREAMS ARE SO AWESOME RIGHT.

Swimming and dance tmr! Guess this means i should sleep NAO.

Where did the holidays go? D:

It's almost midnight

A new day's ahead, but then

There aren't many left.

2010-06-15T07:52:00.002+08:00

Hmm, it's quite fun to end in a haiku. All mysterious and shizzle.
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Yesterday was class outing! Had piano before that, so meh, i missed the whole beach part of it.

Caught A Team at Vivo though, it is damn good. Like really, it's funny, it has large action scenes, the characters are very well fleshed out, there's a storyline with more than a single twist, and..

well, yeah. Except for some crazy camera movement at times, it's pretty good.

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After that, every single person zhao except for me and denise lol! So weird la. We went to eat at vivo, well, I ate, and denise ate my bread...

Some tea rice thingy. Quite a cool concept, can try next time. (:

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Really had quite alot of fun, hung around the skypark for quite some time, playing with the water, lying on the grass, getting sprayed by sprinklers...

It's really a great place to go for a date hahaha.

6O is awesome. (:

Looking For Ipod.

Does anyone wanna sell?

I'm willing to buy.

2010-06-13T20:41:00.004+08:00

hello neighbour yunshu!

urm. okay what else happened.

oh, okay science camp! Fun like hor fun. Like really. We werent that good, the music wasn't quite there, but hey, it's all cool. The batch really enjoyed ourselves, i think.

Turnout for the thri-weekly prac thingum isn't very good so far haha, hope it's better on Monday!

But i won't be there, whoops. XD
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Realised that the library has nice movies. (:

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Lost my earphones in 3 days.

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I can't study with girls.

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Cable TV is bloody addictive.

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I WANT TO WATCH WORLD CUP.

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I'm screwed for PW.

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And physics.

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Okay yay summed up most of the holidays just like that. (: Well, there's really alot of things i haven't done on my to do list, damnit, but i hope to get at least some in in the last two weeks of the hols. There's really not much time left though. I hope we can do something good. Red-Line MRT running, anyone? (:

I've been like gymming and stuff too, (yeah don't laugh, underweight me is gymming) and well hope that translates to a heavier me.

Studies are seriously very very far behind. Couldn't get anywhere with physics, halfway through chem, not going to bother about econs (will fail ANYWAY) and then there's still maths (and physics, of course).

Then add that to class outing tomorrow, self pracs, self-self pracs, watching movies in the library (HAHA BECKY! :D ) and whoa good luck to me.

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Acutally i think if i just stop watching discovery channel it'll be all good.
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UPDATE ON RESOLUTIONS LIST!

2010 Resolutions list:
1. Scratch (lol.)
2. Ventrilioquism. (nup.)
3. Juggle 4. (nada.)
4. 2 powermoves. (ziltch)
5. Split. (halfway there)
6. Guitar. (I learnt cminor while talking on the phone... does that count?)
7. ~~Study 1/week.~~ HELL YEAH!
8. Do homework. ( damnit.)
9. Subject notebooks. (damnit.)
10. No despoing. (damnit damnit.)
11. ~~Use Post-Its.~~ Highlighters, close enough.
12. ~~Borrow less foolscap.~~ Yeahhh, baby. I did it, after 4 years.
13. ~~STREET DANCE.~~ Yeahh, baby. I did it, after 4 years.
14. Run 8k. (haiya. better do this during this hols.)
15. Napfa Gold. (silver. stupid SBJ.)
16. 20+ Chinups. (damn, haven't trained)
17. 6-pack. (1pack. SO CLOSEEE!)
18. MRT Jogging. (Gonna do this hols. Don't care!)
19. ~~Punchbag.~~
20. ~~Clothes shop.~~ I'm content with my hoodie.
21. Clothes shop better. (I'm NOT content with my hoodie. )
22. ~~Cook 4 Family.~~ Tuesday! 三菜一汤。
23. Bike, NO HANDS. (Soon, soon.)
24. Meet up w/friends. (I'll never get this done.)
25. Dream of Falling. (what was i thinking?!)

Guess there's alot left to do!

Let's go, me! (:

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There's really something i want to add to my ToDo list. Or rather, my NotToDo list.

Not sure if it's too late for that tho..

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Okay PW time! bye dudes.
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Trust me, it's obvious,

This game of who gives in first.

I made a haiku.

2010-06-05T10:13:00.002+08:00

sigh, looking at the ccal camp pictures now..

Blah.

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Science Camp is on monday! better chiong out and prac.

I changed my phone, finally. I'm using a spare phone from my dad's company, the phone's like meant to be for any overseas workers and stuff who need a phone to use for the moment.

And it's better than my actual phone. lol.

So i'm like trying to figure it out, figure out why not all my messages/contacts can be transfered, and stuff like that.

will be going to dance later. <3

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Just want to dance everything away.

2010-05-25T22:00:00.001+08:00

ahh shit damn stress.

Why didn't i settle the ccal camp thing sooner. D:

GP FIRST!

dream 2!

2010-05-23T22:47:00.002+08:00

I'M HAVING AWESOME DREAMS LATELY.

LOVE IT!

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Today, i'mma writing in a narrative style. It's fun, especially when there's parts in the dream i can't remember. I blame not being able to find my dream book and having to type it down in my phone when i wake up.

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It was just another day.. well, actually it was my day off. It felt good to just walk around on the Moon, instead of zipping around and protecting the citizens here as part of my job as a combat specialist.

(Wtf, i know.)

I was on a beach, enjoying the day with my friend whom i can't remember who, watching the blue sphere that is Earth far far away. But then..

I HAD TO RUSH INTO A ROOM FOR SOME REASON! (I'm giving up the story-line style alr lah. Too many gaps in my dream.)

So, wielding my trusty waterbottle gun, (Looks like a normal coke bottle, you shoot out from the base.) I blasted into one of the brick rooms bodering the waterfront of the beach. Turns out that that was actually a prisoner interrogation centre and i had interruped some form of interrogation going on. It looked like some terrorise. I mumbled my apologies and went out.

AND THEN I HAD TO RUSH BACK IN AGAIN!

Blasting through the wall again, (it must be pretty high-tech to regenerate so fast) I apologised, again, and went to the connecting room, to pee i think.

This time, instead of blasting my way out, i opted to actually use a door, and i entered a corridor and picked a random room to go to. Rasyidah was there, in handcuffs that were so loose she was just slipping them off when i came in.

She had some minor offence, she said, but screw it, i'm going home. You people can't tie handcuffs properly anyway.

I faced a very strong moral dillema then, she was my friend! But i was obligated to shoot her for breach of security. Me being some elite special ops person anyway.

Threatening her all the way, i walked behind her with my gun to her head, until she stopped in front of the girls' toilet.

"I'm going now, i bet you won't dare to shoot me anyway."

I guess, she was right. In a last ditch attempt to scare her though, i swtiched my bottle-gun to secondary fire and launched a smoke grenade just over her head and into the toilets.

Then Yihuan my streetdance ccal ran out screaming.

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PART 2:

Was in a medium-sized shopping centre, shaped like an square, with a huge space down the middle. Something like parts of Far East. Was with denise there, and for some reason we had to evacuate the building. It seemed like a terrorist attack or something. Everyone was streaming down, heading for the underground train systems.

Me and Denise got hopelessly lost, there was like tons of underpasses that lead around in circles. Finally someone pointed to us the way to go, and we ran down the dimly-lit green tile underpass and emerged in a large basement area.
It's like the space under the road overpasses i guess, scruffy vegetation and litter everywhere. There were a few train tracks there, so we had to just follow the tracks out. We were joined by my friend, some guy.

For some reason, we were very much in a hurry, and we had to run like mad. It got scary when a train came, it passed super close to denise as she was stuck between some fat-ass supporting pillar and the track. The train just passed right in front of her and she had to press herself into the wall.

We were all running, but i was really running very slow. Only near the end, i realised that..

HEY! I'M ON THE MOON! I'M LIGHT!

And i sprinted and caught back up. After exiting the basement area, we emerged into a normal street, and joined a crowd of people crouched cautiously on the steps leading up to aa domed round building that looked like the train terminal.

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2010-05-20T20:59:00.005+08:00

Whoo, the last post was the 333rd post.

Ahwell, anyway..

GRIFFLES!

"Being griffles is NOT cool. It is HOTTTT."

Very freaking hot. Haha.

But it was fun! Really really, the experience of a lifetime. Walking down the red carpet hehe, feeling the joy and attitude that perhaps only Griffles can show, high-fiving the higher-ups in the school board...

It's really really unforgettable.

Thanks yezhou, welras, junlem for everything. Would have died without you guys. (:

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Tennis!

Realised I still love the game. It's really really exciting if you know what's going on. (:

Boys' doubles was very epic, and for the girls we ended up cheering for this Claire person alot. It's okay, you played really well!

Ryan! Good job! It was a tough matchup for you, and you did what you could. Hope you didn't stress your knee too much, maybe you should wear high socks next time hehe!

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Oh goodness i'm talking like melody now. haha. ohno!

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Went home with alvin moses zhengxi. Fun smses. (:

Bye!

-edit-
It hurts, definitely, but it's not something i regret.
It's for the best, i guess.

2010-05-18T21:15:00.002+08:00

okay an update!

Whoa, it's been AGEESSS.

okay first 3 things on the adgenda!

Dance Night!
Science Camp!
My latest awesome dream!

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DANCE NIGHTTT!

The sense of accomplishment, relief, togetherness, was just incredible. Dancing on stage, being with my batchmates and seniors, lifting the back curtain during the breaking segment of Take It Off and seeing every row filled, every seat with the figure of an audience, the almost solid sense of energy present on stage..

wow.

And when the emcee said "introducing the raffles dancers", and we all raised our hands, that feeling was incredible.

I'm a dancer. Regardless of my cca, regardless of if i'm having formal training, as long as i keep this passion, keep this spirit alive, I will always be a dancer. And I will always remember this moment.

I'm sure many other dancers have blogged about this, so i guess there's not much point in expressing myself too much. The feeling is really just so.. indescribable.

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Science camp!

Nothing much lor. Haha. Good luck batchmates! We won't have the J2s along with us for this new chapter in Street, but it's okay! We will do them proud, we will do our teachers and parents proud. (:

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Awesome dream!

I HAD THIS SUPER AWESOME DREAM LAST NIGHT.
GUESS THERE ARE BENEFITS TO SLEEPING EARLY. (:

Picture a lush tropical island, a dot in the middle of a endless blue ocean.

The island... OF THE LXD.

Us, the guys in Streetdance, were making our way to participate in the filming. It was a long and difficult journey, but we had made it.

We were walking in a building, just grey walkways and full length glass walls on both sides. We could see the treetops from our walkway, and the gilttering ocean beyond. We finally reached what seemed like a connecting area to the final filming area, and in true Survivor sense I rummaged through abandoned wallets i found in this holding room of sorts. I had the sense that perhaps, for some reason, these people had not made it.

Guess it was really tough getting into the LXD.

There were denominations of every currency, most notably Vietnamese for some reason. Dat wasn't there, so I just kept the Singaporean dollars. Not much.

Anyway, I kept the money, and with a nod to my fellow dancers, I opened the door.

An almost factory-style building greeted us, and it was filled with grey and metal, with shadows everywhere.

Everywhere, except that the air was abuzz with energy and you could feel the quickened pace here.

Immediately we all split up, running to our respective venues to get ready for our performance. I followed rachel and i think clive for a while, then realised that shit, they were going to the Take It Off venue! Not the Icebox one which i was supposed to be at.

Running back, i passed what could be said was the "viewing" room where there was a small audience of what seemed like press, and a large screen was showing the start of the Icebox was already being played. It was a cool roving camera shot of everyone in a frozen pose, with white figures on the floor, and dark figures standing up. It was a japanese-style room, white-brown wooden screens and everything. just as i exited the room to head to my venue, the white figure all did rollback to backflips and the icebox music started playing.

Cursing myself, i finally found the dressing room, but knowing it was too late, i just waited for the performance to end.
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After that, it was the JC2 farewell party, i guess?

Not sure why, but i was at a nice long perfect beach by myself in that afternoon, I just knew i had time to burn. Maybe i choped the space for farewell.

It was in every way the perfect beach. It seemed from another time, definitely, with a fallen tree near my area lying parallel to the beach, underwater and already fossilised.

The water was perfectly blue and clear, and I could see all the way into, well all the way. perhaps even 50 meters, until the water got too dark as it gets deeper of the coast. Perhaps it was the same "LXD island"? certianly seems like it. There was nothing in the horizon in sight.

Put my phone down and played songs while i chilled in the water. tide came up later though, and kinda submerged my phone. I took it to somewhere more dry, and realised i had 5 missed calls from some indian in the Dance Night Org Comm.

Whatever it was, it quickly became nighttime, and evryone came over for the farewell. It was largely an emo affair, sure there was camwhoring, but not much. For some reason I was pdaing with SOMEONE like crazy, and kept thanking her while hugging her. And not in the just friends way too. I'm not going to say who that someone is, but it just bothered me abit when i woke up.

We took a MRT back from the island, across a linkbridge that was definitely very high up in terms of altitude. could see a few small islands from the mrt. And somehow it was evening only, (despite being night just now) and there was a really really really awesome sunset going on. It was a pulsing sunset that sent gold shimmers down the horizon, and every pulse was an explosion of orange that faded into purple sky. After perhaps a few of this pulses, I told the seniors to look, and while they looked the sun gave a final pulse and adruptly it became night, and where the sun was on the horizon there was a giant floating platform where a mega-rock concert was taking place. At least 10 thousand people were there, seeing that we could see people from probably like hundreds of kilometers away. Giant screens were there too, it looked it was a Tokio Hotel concert.

Went back, reached Sentosa MRT. (DON'T ASK ME!)
Some teacher asked me hurry up and settle the Dance Night budget.

Another teacher complained that eh! He left his food or some sort in the MRT.

it was already 11pm plus at that time, so my CT Mr Chen suggested dinner.

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2010-05-02T08:01:00.002+08:00

I thought you would understand. I thought you would see how difficult it was for me.

But i guess not.

But I'm sorry all the same. And for the final time, it's all my fault.
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Icebox.

2010-04-29T21:21:00.002+08:00

Hi blog, it's been a while.

Since the last time we've met, i think i've changed quite a bit. I'm not sure if anyone knows, but i had quite a few emotional ups and downs, faced quite alot of disappointments, but at the same time i met new friends, learnt new things, and I find myself being able to lead the CCA that I truly love. It's been a confusing 2 weeks, to say the least.

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Dance night is coming up real soon. I'm starting to see the item shape up, and the potential is really really there. I'm just hoping and practicing hard that we'll have this energy and ability to pull off this closing item. (:

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Yen lin complimented me today. It really really really felt good. (: Thanks, if you're reading this.
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Let's go guys.

2010-04-16T21:12:00.002+08:00

Am damn excited about tomorrow. (:

Had a dream. Kinda forgot. Sigh. I didn't put my dream book in my room. Noted down some keywords on my phone though.

Epic dancing and mugging session. Cafe, mannequin, Mr Chen. Wasp in light blub. HSM. Shop windows, brown parquet floor.

2010-04-04T20:43:00.002+08:00

The holidays have been pretty slack. Hah.

Back to the daily grind then, tomorrow onwards.
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I'm doing lifts for Dance Night!

Need to buff up.

Need to buff up.

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I have nothing to blog about!

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Did you know that I had this blog for quite some time?

Yes, i guess you do. Looking at the archives.

Wow, it's really been ages. Has it really been that long?

Teenage years are going by so fast.
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There's alot of the irritating flies that are attracted to light in my living room.

I remember when I used to feed them to the luohan by flinging them into the fish tank.

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And I'm reminded of my old balcony back at my house in Keng Lee Road.

OH OH OH OH OH

FREE ASSOCIATION FTW.

I HAVE SOMETHING TO BLOG ABOUT!

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CLASS OUTING!

We went super early to East Coast, right. Then it was super cool! I met up with Yannan and Zhiqi at the bus stop. Saw something on the overhead bridge.

I tried to read econs, mainly slept all the way to East Coast. Navigated by the sun. Lol.

Ate macs breakfast! Ate urm, someone's hash brown. Sorry!

Then skated. Realised i was quite bad at it. I was super good back in p4 k! haha.

Fell down near the end. a very clean scrape. Like, only the very top layer came out. remained white for some time before it bled.

Went to Dhobby after that! Sat around for the longest while.

Had HTHT <3 (HAHAHA) with Joey and Lakshmi. Fun!

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Went off to fetch bee home. (:

dance!

2010-04-03T19:42:00.003+08:00

Man, every day i go home and i realise how lucky i am. (:

haha. Anyway..

Today had dance prac! Didn't really feel too good luh. Cause we don't have a venue at all. So we were like dancing outside the mini LT while modern used it. But it's okay! The beautybeast steps are quite good for phototaking. (:

Didn't break today. Strange. I mean, Take It Off by Ke$ha just so makes me want to try hand hops.

Ahwell. But dance prac was abit stone today. I guess partly cause there wasn't much music, and partly cause it was mainly blocking done. But quite productive lah.

Love Icebox and Take it off. They're pretty awesome songs. I want to do take it off lah! the choreo is awesome.

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And finding costumes now for Dance Night. Ahwell.

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Went shopping + semi-street gathering at Far East! Didn't buy anything there, but had a few ideas about what I could keep in mind when i buy clothes.

Bought a white hoodie thingum. It's more of a raincoat but meh. Feels like it'll be nice for breaking.

Comment leh! Should i get the black one too? is it suitable for dance night?

Here's the black!

Here's the white! Bought this one.

How's it look! It looks quite like, bulky. But it's actually really thin. Like raincoat. The bottom is quite tight so it just kinda presents a full straight solid front. And it'll like ride up abit and make you look fat when you're dancing. So have to stretch the material? lol.

2010-03-30T00:21:00.002+08:00

I LOVE STREETDANCE.

LOVE LOVE LOVE.

LOVE DOUBLE WHACKO.

LOVE THE SENIORS. LOVE US JUNIORS.

Ahh. Forget Raffles Diploma, forget SYF, forget the whole Dance Night issues with Mod Dance, forget that we're just a new and small and under-funded CCA. It's the best CCA ever, because of the awesome people inside.

I'm really quite thankful for the teachers, for our seniors, for Mod Dance, for everyone that enabled the formation of Street. We'll show the school that all these effort was worth it.

Good luck for DANCEWORKS ON APRIL 17TH!
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Mm, today was quite okay in class. haha. Was quite sleepy during GP. But woke up during Econs. Quite epic lesson. Our tutor like turned on Limit Break 5 min before lesson ended. We were all left in the dust, and I was laughing cause everyone was like packing alr and she just kept talking faster and faster and cancelling whatever she wrote on the board.

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Tomorrow's Tuesday!

We all know what that means. (:

BREAKDANCE TIME YO. (:

2010-03-28T11:50:00.002+08:00

Danceworks was awesome. Nuff' said. RJ street won Best Choreo, Best costume, and overall CHAMPION.

"easily the best performance i saw today."

Epic win, and thank you J2s.

Dance Delight was pretty awesome too! There's not as many breaking groups as i thought SG would have performing then, but popping locking and all those super sharp moves.. crowd pleaser beat hitters totally.

And first time I saw a dance to You Belong With Me.

Best part was still the judging process. Crazyeeeee. The emcee came up to dance, he's damn awesome. Then he started calling random names, like his friends or other pretty famous dancers in the scene who happened to be watching the show. They just starting doing solos to the music too, so it's like 360 degrees of dancers and pepole doing crazy popping. Then the DJ came up to do too! SO MANY BOYFRIENDS.

Pink Dollar Crew was just crazy high. Haha. And I'm proud to know a part of the choreography! (:
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There's a shittttload of work to do thought. GP, chem, physics.? Maths, econs, R@ Raffles..

That's why i'm skipping church today. Sigh.
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But reality check.

Realised that well, I've been letting street and homework take over my life. I'm not paying attention to the other things i love, the people that i love, to God and my family. I guess i'm still trying to find this balance.

So babe, I'm sorry okay? I know i've been pretty much of an ass these, well, these few months even. I'm really glad you've been putting up with me and I really really appreciate it. I'm back now though, and I promise that this time i'll be a better guy for you. (:

I love you. <3

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2010-03-23T21:17:00.003+08:00

Hmm, today!

Was quite slack. Somehow. We had MATHS TUTORIAL. BUT I DID EVERYTHING ALREADY.

I'm so happy lah. I'm quite glad that maths does become easier with practice. Maybe except P&C. It's one tough lil' cookie.

Anyway today was pretty okay I guess. I haven't lost touch too much with studies over the March hols. I'm glad i managed to study on Thursday, and Saturday (Well, I kinda regret not seeing bee..) But still of course there's alot to be done! I find myself studying and being more disciplined than i was before, so I guess it's good that the RJC environment is so much more... self-motivated? Yeah. I would call it that.

OH, AND I CUT MY HAIR DURING HOLS. IT'S NOT NICE NOW, BUT IT WILL BE LATER. (:

Went to mug for a while at library after Reasearch@ raffles and class exco meeting. Went through basically my Thermal Physics, got jumped by Yuhan and went to catch up with Chinjie and Alvin.

Yes, I'm being very narrative now but bleah.

Then Melody and Zhiqi were so distracting after I went to the canteen that I never studied after 6pm. ):

We took 1 to 10 photos. Haha. So unglam. It's on Facebook!

Danceworks is on Saturday. Good luck people. (:
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I'm sick. Will sleep early tonight. First sickness in super long! I hope i don't have to see the doctor.

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PHOTOS!

Hair before. Haha it's quite messy, cause I took it on the morning i was going to cut. So i didn't want to wax my hair before i cut lah. Main thing is that it crosses my eyebrows. Loved that part. (:

Beautiful evening.

BUT there was a ton of flies around the area. One assualted me lah. Flew into my shirt when I was walking with Zhiqi.

MY HAIR! It's short. This is number 8, check out the rest on Facebook!

2010-03-21T10:39:00.002+08:00

Some pictures to clear from my phone.

Food!

I realise i eat alot when i'm at home. ._.

I know i know, the fried rice looks disgusting. But it does taste nice! Esp with cheese and lemon. (:

Yeah it's a lot right. Heh I realised too. But I've been eating this amount for lunch just about everyday during the December holidays last year and I didn't gain weight. ):

And I'm eating even more nowadays!

Can you tell what this is?

TADAH!

It's daaaamn nice lah. Heh. Looks pretty ugly though.

And it's super oily.

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And on a completely unrelated note, I'm falling sick.. Seems like this will be my first "major" sickness since sec 3.

Please, not now?

2010-03-17T22:39:00.001+08:00

holy crap. dammnnnn tired.

SOCCER BOYS!
At least let me go to church?
Come come jesus come be my savior let me pray to you.
African Savannah.
Do ya'll want prac on thursday?

Ah. Street dance is so awesome.

Monday tuesday wednesday friday saturday.

Sigh.

2010-03-09T18:41:00.002+08:00

My first white slip. I've been warned that next time I can't complete my tutorial i'll get another one.

So much for spending 4 hours on saturday doing maths.

Can I cope?

I'm not sure.

I just feel like kicking myself in Sec 3/4 and telling my past self to BUCK UP, DAMNIT.Everything's so fast here, and its just so hard to keep up when you don't have a good base to start from.

Didn't get into any enrichment programmes. ISLE.. what an irony.

Danceworks is coming up. I'm barely staying afloat, with my crap technical skills. I'm a bboy and I can't break. I'm dance hiphop and I can't do waves. I'm in Street dance and I can't remember choreography to save my life.

There's just so much to do, with so little time. And it's only, what, Term 1?

I'm scared.

2010-03-09T00:37:00.003+08:00

Just a short update, since today's an important day.

Happy official 6 months, babe. (:

And unoffical more-than-a-year-already. (:

Love you. <3

2010-03-03T23:00:00.002+08:00

sian.

I hate the computer.

Don't even know why I come online lah. Not even fun or interesting to use.

I guess it's just cause i look foward to chatting with the people i like on msn.

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Streets today was awesome. As usual.

Dance night choreo was like, whaaat?

But i think our street night one quite nice.

:D

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Study group after that. Yuhan! Laugh so much omg. Damn NSK LAH HAHA.

2010-03-03T01:50:00.000+08:00

Awww, truck.

I'm so tired.

2010-03-02T21:32:00.002+08:00

Yay, an update.

Singing super no 1 with Edmond really brings back memories. Secondary school sure was awesome. (: 1M2M3M4M ftw.

But as they all say, life goes on, and all we can do is treasure, remember, and take as much out of life as it passes by so quickly.

Well they don't all say that. That's a sweeping statement that needs to be qualified.

Opportunity cost and the influence of media. Z-axis and dimensionless constants. Orbitals and urm, me and my mother.

Yes, alright. Here in this case, JC life is effectively tough.

So happy! And on my 4th try too. (Well, i removed two grains, but surely that doesn't count as a 5th try. )

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What do I have due tomororow?

I'm not too sure too.

Crazy lah, JC.

So I'm really glad for Street. Keeps me sane.

In a kooky way i'm at my sanest when I'm rolling around laughing at how awesome everything is, from Mr Hamzar's gold Supras to the choreography that leaves yan ling complaining, or yihuan's expressions when she does stuff with Hamzar. And Stella. and Wei Jie. And Rachel. And TESSAAA. and Dat. And omg so many other awesome people, and that's just the seniors. (:

Kay sucked up enough. Haha. Will go do tutorials. Bye!

2010-02-26T20:48:00.002+08:00

Heyyo! Here I am, blogging again.

Today was pretty fun actually. Chem was okay, haha, I managed to keep up and actually understand. Chemistry goes soooo much faster than physics though.

Speaking of physics, we're on Kinematics! I was under the impression that Mr Dave Sim was a maths teacher
but whatttever! HE'S THE MOST AWESOME GUY ON THE PLANET. HIM AND HIS MOTHER.

Physics was AWESOMME.
and PE too. haha.

Claire said my popping was cool! SO THERE, JINPENG.

I'll get better. (:

Oh and I think i'll go for YGH. Confirm will come if bee can too. (:
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Played Frisbee after that. Quite fun. I'm actually pretty okay at frisbee~

Sorry Denise for giving your frisbee a super lot of scratches though. ):

Econs is getting less interesting and more tedious. I guess it's cause now we have to write essays. Ahwell.

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Urhm, haha nevermind, not sure if i'm going YGH again. I'll try to organise a class thing lor. Class 2M07. (:

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Everyone seems so fit and strong and healthy now. Sigh. Need to start proper napfa training. No more taking lift for me on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, cause i go home wearing PE.

Will be doing SBJs up the stairs to my house. :D

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I'm feeling so random now. Thoughts are totally disorganised. This shouldn't be the case. ):

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Street seniors are hot. :D

Haha mengxia so happy sia. (:

I totally dig la'trelle.

But really! I hope i can be as pro as the seniors in future. Like, I guess i have to listen to "harder" music. To hit harder, to be sharper.
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Mm. Rambling much.

Will continue Jinghan's story tomorrow!

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And I'm still craving a hug. ):

2010-02-25T22:22:00.002+08:00

Hmm.

According to my memory..

150+ Alrights
50+ Here In This Case
30-40 Effectively.

Guess who! :D

Won't ever do any of that again though. Really pointless. Just that well i guess it's a general gauge. (:

Love thursdays. Short day.

Plus handball today, really really really fun. (: OG bonding. Though we didn't win, but still i think we had fun lah. Hope so anyway.

Bought some TCM herbs and stuff today with my dad! Supposed to help my constitution, cause i have a weak heart... and my sweaty palms. Only thing is, i have to like cook it for 30min each day.

Smells awful too. It's cooking now, and I can smell it even from my computer room lah.

Sigh. Super tired. Writing in point form. Blah. So no style.

Maybe that's why I failed the gp diagonistic.
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Rafatar tmr! good luck to DMY.

ISLE interview too.

PE! Actually quite fun lah. And I'm taking it seriously cause well it's my only avenue to train fitness with.

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Whoa. I fell asleep for a short while there.

I don't know how i'm gonna do my tutorials tonight lah. Will fall asleep on my papers. Like i haven't been doing that already.

JC life is pretty tough. You really need to be extremely self-motivated lah. What you take away from the lectures and tutorials is based on the amt of effort you put in preparation and stuff.

Kinda regret not working hard in Sec 4. It would be a great help if i actually remembered more than the basics.

YES, IT IS A HINT. BABY, YOU HAVE TO PUSH YOURSELF KAY, I DON'T WANT YOU TO SUFFER IN JC. D:

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I really really crave a hug now. ):

2010-02-24T22:04:00.002+08:00

La'trelle and Lorraine.

Street Gear.

Speakers and Video.

Mini-LT.

Drilling.

Street Salutations.

2-hand hops.

My fluke Nike.

Toy Friend.

Danceworks.

Thank you Mengxia for the egroup.

Mondays and Wednesdays, I'm all Street. It'll be my cool days.. :D

haha even drilling is fun lah. somehow. Cause there's just so much to learn.

Handball tomorrow!

ISLE the day after tomorrow!

I'm pulling out of Council. WHO NOMINATED ME?

Random. Just feel like dancing now.

I really can't multitask. Realise i spent the last 40 mins on like, 2 msn convos. One of which was damn dead. And nothing else. Checked my facebook for a few minutes.

Will practice doing work in front of the comp.

First, run through Toy Friend, then bathe, then tutorial. Let'sa go.

Random msn.

2010-02-23T21:44:00.002+08:00

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:28 PM):
yeah
are you going?

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:28 PM):
-shrugs
i also not sure
cause should have alot of people
and it ends late

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:28 PM):
when?

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:28 PM):
like, 10plus.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:28 PM):
when it start man

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:28 PM):
on the other hand it's at orchard/bugis, so yeah
i think 8.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:31 PM):
mm
uhm
i guess i shan't go
opp cost too high <--- HERE'S WHEN IT ALL STARTS!

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:31 PM):
lol
okay
but this is a capital good?
(:

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:33 PM):
definitely it is, we need capital goods like breakdance classes to achieve production of more consumer goods which is girl's phone numbers.

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:33 PM):
YEAHH. (:
ahshit I'm being very consumer-centric now.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:33 PM):
however, there is too much labour involved, and
we could spend more of our resources on dancework prac

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:34 PM):
yes, because for this particular situation, due to dancworks, there is greater opportunity cost in spending resources breakdancing.

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:35 PM):
eh wait. Am I getting the concept?
haha

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:35 PM):
and not all of these resources are purely suitable for breakdancing, so for every unit of breakdance you produce, you lose out more on the primary capital good which is danceworks.

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:37 PM):
yes, producing too many units of breakdance is also unemployment of resources, eg the time you spend lying on the floor recovering.
overall PPC will experience a downward shift due to injuries which lower production capabilitiey.
*capabilities

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:38 PM):
however there is always an antithesis! you see, going for breakdance will help to achieve greater entrepreneurship in terms of creating more powermove combinations.
in the long run, due to this entrepreneurship and the induced tech advancement, both the consumer and the capital goods will have a higher production efficiency.

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:39 PM):
But wouldn't the curve just skew towards the breakdance sector? There is no improvement with technology with regards to danceworks production.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:40 PM):
which is why the thesis + antithesis = synthesis which happens be a "no breakdance workshop" economic conclusion.

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:41 PM):
yes, we have made our choices based on the concept of scarcity.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:41 PM):
......who am i?
what am i doing?

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:41 PM):
econs, my man.
idiots guide to have a conversation.
just speak econs and people will think you're funny. At least, a few people will.

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:42 PM):
so who is gonna post this on his blog?

yeoon- sorrysorry. says (9:42 PM):
me?

mike [danceworks '10] exhausted. says (9:42 PM):
go ahead.

2010-02-22T22:03:00.002+08:00

Danceworks prac starts NOWW. It's like in, a month!

Gotta rush. Need to do like, some tutorials. There's always some tutorials. So I'll make today short.

Basically, I decided that I'll be blogging more often now, or try to at least. So here goes.

Today was pretty fun! Got back my GP paper, failed, 20/50, but still, I know where I'm wrong so that's a start. Less narrative! So the weekly story with Jinghan thing will probably go like "In conclusion, she looked deep into her eyes, another example of the media's pervasive influence and the power to dictate and educate on behaviourial norms."

Speaking of that, Jinghan is awesome! Will be continuing the story with her on and off, like, a thousand words a week, and after a while we'll probably have an awesome story.

Missed my bee alot. Yuhan lah! Keep asking about her. ):

And seeing M and J. (:

And T and C. (:

Street dance, learnt this awesome choreo. sorry to my dance group though, till danceworks are over we can't really get as much training as we want. ):

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go go go mug GC.

2010-02-21T10:21:00.003+08:00

Can think of a few people I'll like to tag these photos of. :D

Anyway, yeah just decided to post some pics online cause my blog was not colorful anymore. My cousin's new pet. (:

Bet it won't live for long though. XD

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Camwhored with bee yesterday. Funfun. :D

But urm, i guess i shouldn't post the pics. Haha. LATER YOU GUYS ALL GET JEALOUS. XD

2010-02-20T20:05:00.003+08:00

Wow, I haven't posted in quite some time. I guess I haven't been giving as much importance to blogging as I should have.

Yeah, yeah, blogging's all leisure and stuff, we all know that. But looking through other blogs, I'm realising that it is quite a powerful tool to reminisce (sp?) with, to track myself, my growth. After all, if we don't record anything down, this valuable time will just be lost from our memories as time goes by.

This blog has served me through major ups and downs, and I believe it'll accompany me for the next few lifechanging years of my life.

But anyway, yep!

School as of yet is already very challenging. I am not used to this Tutorial/lecture system where independent learning is very very important. Gone are the days where the teacher will nag at you to hand up your homework. Gone are the days where teachers talk slowly. Except for Physics lectures.

Really, all these tutorials will push us to have some sort of self-directed learning. It calls for a high amount of discipline that I can't seem to get just yet. I mean, shuttling round singapore the whole day, I only managed to read a few pages of Newsweek and re-read my Physics and Econs notes in the two hours I spent while bee was at tuition.

I guess computer time's definitely going to cut down from now on. Will be staying in school till late at night, most probably. I study best with silence, a nice drink and a cool breeze. The first and last of which i can't get in my house.

Studies are just too important right now. I'm not going to try for council, even though I really feel that I should attempt such a leadership position. My grades were pretty bad the past four years, I can't let it get worse.

Street dance?

STREET DANCE IS AWESOME.

Made quite a few friends (but I'm still having trouble matching faces to names!), had tonnes of fun, will have tonnes of fun. Danceworks, Street night, i'm looking forward to it.

Kay, time to choreo dance with Nandita, joongyan, and diyanah. (:

Bye for now!

2010-02-09T23:05:00.001+08:00

happy 5th!

Loveyou. <3

2010-02-05T18:58:00.002+08:00

My latest dream's kinda choppy, so meh. I didn't write it down, and thus forgot most of it.

All I remember at the end of today, is that urm, there was a changing room involved, and a girl..?

It gave the impression that it was after Street Dance.

And Mike was there too singing some song with me. I think Down. LOL.

And someone else too.

My green towel appeared.

There was talk of going to bubble tea.

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And actually, that more or less sums up my life.

Dance, girls, bubble tea. HAHA.

Nolah, I mean, rawr...

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Let's not talk about orientation first, just wanna give a shoutout to the few people i bonded most with heh. I'm keeping it short, cause if i start typing too much I probably won't ever end.

Chloe!
My "wife"! Haha. Glad to have you as Ahma alongside with me, and for being an awesome dance partner and person to talk to.

Zanthe!
You super ego person lol. Glad that there's someone i could banter with during Orientation, and even emo with on the last day. Better not grow taller kay! :D

Sufyan!
I know i know i know we've been through alot alot alot together already, but you're just so awesome! Haha. I'm really glad that I can know someone like you, someone who can high with me or just sit together in silence.

Denise!
Hello CLASSMATE! I'm hoping we can study together for the next two years. :D

Shifeng!
Haha you're just so damn awesome lah. I never knew you were such a killer. ._. Why do you know all the scandals! TELL MEEEE! D:

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haha okay okay I have to stop writing already. MOVING ON...

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I'm in Street Dance now! I'm pretty sure it'll be my only CCA. One Earth looks good too actually. Or Entre Club. Will ask SD and JX about sessions.

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I'm really quite proud of how I'm in street dance. Looking back, if someone told me in Sec 2 i would be in, i would have laughed in his face. Now it just seems so.. right.

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My class is pretty awesome too! Everyone's not TOO quiet, i mean, I have a feeling that we'll be a pretty bonded class. Thanks Joey, especially, for being so enthu about our class, and helping organise so many things. (:

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MT04, 11SO6O, go! I hope we stay together, always. (:

2010-02-03T23:23:00.003+08:00

This post is dedicated to my baby. -hugs.

Bee! I know I haven't been very attentive lately, what with not replying your smses and just, well, disappearing for this past week.

I'm glad you've been super nice about it luh, smsing me even when I don't reply, and even when you don't have unlimited.

Just wanna tell you that I really really really do miss you like crazy as well, and I'm really sorry if you're upset in any way at me. I'll be sure to make it up to you over time. (:

I know you may be feeling insecure, but rest assured, you're more important to me than anything else.

I love you.

2010-02-01T23:56:00.001+08:00

TEOH YE OON

IS TIRED BUT HAPPY.

And for a first time, it's not just something from a composition.

Orientation rocks. (:

Now to survive last day.

D-DAY!

2010-01-25T09:55:00.002+08:00

Guys and girls, this is it.

This will be the day that decides my next two years.

It's not choosing subject combi, (Meh screw that heh.)

It's STREET DANCE AUDITIONS.

As far as I know, I'm PROBABLY going to get in, but i'm nervous as heck.

Mike's gonna play the cool dude role, and since he does it so well no point competing. I'm going to play the smiley interacter role, then hopefully be able to wow the judges.

I really want to get in. I just don't see myself juggling two clubs only, or even in something like Archery or Recre Badminton. Just not my style.

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I'm pretty optimistic now though, a couple of my questions were answered in my dream, and I hope that my subconscious is really better at guessing the future. (:

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Dream Journal #4
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Dream 1:
Had a dream about breakdance. I think it was after the auditions. It was, somehow, nighttime, probably 7-8ish? Me and mike were at the crossroads at J8. There were of course other people there waiting for the light. Somehow i decided to break at my traffic light. I think mike did too. I remember having this incredible routine, but on hindsight I realised that whatever i did in my dream, the steps, the moves, the freezes, are all what I can normally do already, just smoother, better.

Then the light turned green and i walked across.

I was wearing my white shoes in the dream, and I take it to be a good sign that i SHOULD wear them for the auditions. It's a hard choice, knowing that I've never danced in them before, but I'm going to use them.

Dream 2:
Seems to happen on the same day. I remember wearing my dance pants. And possibly a green shirt. The ORA one? I'll consider wearing it later.

Anyway, I was walking home, on an overhead bridge. It reminded me of the old overhead bridge that was dismantled in facour of the new one, at the RJC carpark side. There were still trees there in my dream.

Anyway, I heard Mrs Lim... (Wtf right?) at the base of the overhead bridge, i think she was scolding someone in her distinctive way. I can' t imagine who though, seeing that it was, too, at night, and this time it was really pretty dark already.

I was pretty apprehensive at first, but I met her heading up the stairs just as i was going down. We chatted a bit, and I immediately felt at ease as I started talking to her. She wished me good luck and went off.

Does this have anything to do with how my fears are unfounded?

I hope that just like the dream, I'm just worrying about something that isn't actually very scary. I hope that just like the dream, my fears will vanish when it's time to face them. (:
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GOOD LUCK TO ME, GOOD LUCK TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING FOR STREET! LISHAN, SITI, MIKE, MANFRED, VINCENT, I CANT REMEMBER WHO ELSE, BUT GO GO GO!

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Oh and Stitch is online after ages of not being online. It's definitely a good sign seeing a breakdancer, and an Idol, online. Shall ask the master-cool-guy to wish me luck. (:

2010-01-21T20:35:00.002+08:00

blah. Today's dance let me learn one thing.

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I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
I NEED TO IMPROVE.
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I'll be going back to basics for a while. Foundation skills. 6 step. Turtle. Musicality.

Will be listening exclusively to hiphop and breakdance songs from now on. No more Genie (for a while, at least)

Will be massive youtubing breakdancing.
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I have to improve.

2010-01-16T16:49:00.002+08:00

Well, it's a good thing that us Scorpios can enjoy solitude.

Thank god for happy songs on my Ipod. (:
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Hmm, day was pretty okay I guess. Went to library in the afternoon, wanted to borrow any of the books recommended for GP, but all of them were horrendously rare. All far away in places like Choa Chu kang and crap.

Found a couple of books that seemed decent, but just as I was going to borrow them I realised they were reference material. Decided to stay in library and make some notes from those. Only managed to write down some examples regarding language as a medium of the America vs terrorism conflict. Then had to leave, was running late.

So instead I got some other books that well, I wasn't sure how they would help my GP. But they look like they can make me smarter, so yay.

I've been quite happy nowadays, cause guitar's improving, and there's free time at school to break, plus there's now more breakers to practice with. (:
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2010-01-14T22:47:00.003+08:00

Dream Journal #2 was almost exclusively about bee, so don't think i should post.
---Dream Journal #3--

Quite a choppy dream.

Dream 1: I woke up mutiple times at night. Was talking to my father. he asked something about school, message him or talk if anything is wrong.

Dream 2: Another dream, we were riding a train, a real steam train, with first class carriages, on a holiday. There were sparkling lakes, rolling green hills and sparse dots of trees in the horizon. It picked up speed, and rushed through the hills, the scenery zipping by faster and faster, and finally it derailed at a sharp curve that bent away from a large lake. The train flew over the water with sheer intertia, and a great black brick wall, stretching as far as the eye can see, loomed up at the edge of the river on the other side. The track would have entered within the wall though a hold dug specially for the train. But we were derailed, so we flew straight, head-on into solid wall.

The front of the train crumpled into the wall, but luckly that i was at the back. The back of the train, in the water, was sinking, so i climbed out, and went to a point further up front of the train, and climbed in. Fumbled abit with the luggage section, opened it by mistake. (i'm thinking of luggage section like those on coaches.)

There was another tour group there. I told them not to worry, this type of shit happened all the time. In fact, last time i came here, we smacked into the wall less than a hundred meters away.

Somehow, the train went back on the track. The driver/conductor was abit pekchek at me, cause the luggage compartment was open, but he continued driving anyway.

Next thing i know, i'm going up some stairs to eat a "bamboo rice" meal.

Dream 3: I have a dog. I spotted $1 chewing gum for dogs at a pet shop. Bought it. I didn't have dog food too, so I wanted to buy. But i couldn't afford it. I was quite sad, because I knew i wouldn't be able to return to that shop to buy.

Dream 4: I was looking for hip-hop based clothes to go with a blue/white cap. Yaknow, those trucker caps that hiphop people wear?

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What does these all mean? i don't know yet. But abit busy to find out now.

Will be guitaring and dancing tomorrow! wheeeee. :D

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Romance will shine on January 2, 7, 8, 16, 17, 21, 26, 29, and 30.

2010-01-13T22:23:00.000+08:00

14th jan ends at 2.20
15 jan ends at 4.25, i have gap from 11.35 to 2.25
18 jan ends at 4.25, gap from 12.30 to 2.25 (middle east)
19 jan ends at 5.25, gap from 11.40 to 2.20 (Material sci)
20 jan, Mentoring, 8-4pm.
21 jan, SL, 8 - 4pm.
22 jan ends at 5.45, gap from 1230 to 225 (mangrove)
25 jan ends at 5.30, free till 1.30 (not sure, but it's forensic sci)
26, 27 not free!

Yepp. More or less that's my schedule. Realised I signed up for some clashing stuff, so wonder how they're gonna handle that.

PUNCHBAG!!!

2010-01-06T19:55:00.002+08:00

OH GOD, THE THIRD EDIT IN 10 MINUTES.

~~NEW YEAR RESOLUTION #19 UP!~~

~~I GOT A PUNCHING BAG.~~

MY PUNCHING BAG FELL DOWN OH MY GAWD.

My brother as an awesome kick. ._.

But anyway, i'm lazy to upload more pics, so here's a "Before" pic!
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Some of my friends are not sure what "undercut" is, when i told them about my hair. I THINK the term is undercut?

So today after breaking took a picute. See the back of the hair? The neck there. Not very clear here, sorry. After breaking, hair's a pretty big mess haha.

Yepp.

Actually, i just wanted to post more than one picture. After all the trouble, might as well upload two. heh.

Had a dream today, I just remembered now. I wasn't trying to have dreams, in fact, i was trying to go for a dreamless night. Was quite pekchek yesterday lah.

Dreamt of me and baby camwhoring on a bright pink camera phone. ._.
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Well, i'm off to start playing with the latest addition to the family, Joe the punchbag. (:

Dreams!

2010-01-05T22:45:00.000+08:00

Okay, some short tips about how to recall dreams.

It's basically formed upon self-affirmation, you have to keep telling yourself that you CAN recall your dreams, you will accept and welcome any emotions along with your dreams, you will dream, and remember your dreams, now and throughout the day... stuff like that.

There's a Tibetian method, which is to concentrate your desire for dream recall and visualise it as a glowing blue ball at the back of your throat. Hold this visualisation till you sleep. Quite interesting, cause it's the area of the brain stem that's in charge of dream activation. Maybe the psychological visualisation helps to trigger vivid dreams.

There's two water methods, first the "third eye" method, which is to dip two fingers in water, first touch your throat, then rub the area in the centre of your forehead, just above the point between your brows.

Another method is to drink half a glass of water, while telling yourself positive affirmation. Then when you wake up and can't rmemeber any dreams, drink the second half of the water.

Oh, and keep a dream journal. We forget dreams easilly. Just put a notebook at your bedside, along with a small light, if you don't have enough light when you wake up.

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Spent the day swimming, then later at night found out that my shoulder was busted, again. Ouch. Dunno why leh! like abit, frozen, liddat. I went to paste that Chinese smelling patch. Heh.

But i still was practicing popping. haha. Couldn't wave, not with my right hand anyway. Damn shoulder. D:

Yeah, i was reminded of a few new year's resolutions i forgot about making, which are more dance related, like getting moonwalk and related glide motions correct, as well as popping and waves. But since it's not "new year" already, they won't be part of my resolutions. Just reminders to practice them often.

Saw some accident on the way to Angie's house. Well, near there, anyway. Yuwei's house actually. Quite serious. I think, 3 cars?

My chinese "koyok"thingum. Sorry for the face, been a long day heh.

Saw this couple walking! just seems kinda sweeet.

Dream Journal #1

2010-01-05T11:26:00.000+08:00

My Dream Journal!

I started a dream journal yesterday. Using some self-suggestion and water techniques i learnt from a library book, i started to try and induce dream recall, (ability to remember dreams better, apparently on average a person has 3 or 4 dreams a day, just that we can't remember them when we wake up.) And also the ability for lucid dreaming, which is to realise that you're dreaming, and consciously control yourself and the surroundings, while still in the dream.

Why? Cause it's hella fun, plain sleeping is just boring. Why not act in your very own movie, (or at least watch one) while you sleep? Not like you're going to be less awake in the morning, you were sleeping when you had your dreams anyway. Heh.

Lucid dreaming is difficult, i was constantly waking up in the night because the moment i had any consciousness of dreaming, I woke up.

Dream recall's slightly easier, though for me it's still in fragments. Good for the first day, though.
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Dream Journal #1 (As it appears in my journal entry, with addition of some background information and heavy spell-checking.)

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Date: 5th Jan 2010.

--Dream 1--
I have not bathed yet. Tzx (A NUS guy that was with us in the China tour.) is the son of a deceased rapper, and the brother of Erin, the real daughter of the deceased rapper whom i saw on a TV show the day before. He is showing us around his house. His house is very large, and he is speaking well. He wears some kind of red square at his neck, the rest of his clothes are black and formal. My parents comment that he is very polite.

I attempt to introduce my house too. I am wearing black skinny jeans with the bottoms folded up to midshin. A standing light near my kitchen is on, and it has a nice orange glow. A pair of brown pants i have is hung there. ._.

--Dream 2--

A 2D sidescrolling view. There is a high platform to jump onto. I am with three friends, 2 guys and a girl in a long orange sarong..?!? I stack them up in a prymaid, with the girl standing on the heads of the two guys. The sarong is long enough to cover both of them. I then somersault over them and onto the platform....

--Dream 3--

"I am.. Sun Wu Kong?" I recall some fighting earlier, but the memory is faint. Whatever it is, I went to a mountain to find some monks, or something. To train. There was a lot of ladders. I'm climbing a ladder up a recess in a vertical face of a forest-mountain. Plants are everywhere, vines are on the ladders. The monks are way ahead of me, and progressing without a sign. When i climb. i shake loose dead leaves and many other plants from the ladders. There are totally horizontal ladders as well, i have to climb them like monkey bars.
One of the ladders turns out not to have rungs. It is actually a mesh strip. Like wire gauze. I do not have a proper grip on that one, and i slip down. I land on a grassy area and there seems to be a house there, well lighted up.

Somehow I find myself in my kitchen, with the layout of my house. There is a microwave, set for 10 minutes. It is the monk's lunch. I somehow know that I have to find the monk before the 10 minutes is up. Before me, on the kitchen counter, is a variety of stuff, including lime concentrate, "sodium sulphate" in a bottle, and a Sprite bottle which seems to be filled with water. There was someone with me, I can't remember who.

First, we made a lime drink with water and concentrate, and then we poured the "sodium sulphate" into the sprite bottle. both were full 1.5 litre bottles, but after I combined them there was only slightly more than half a bottle left.

Then I made potato salad (?!?!) and brought it to my/my sister's room. She was there on her computer. I gave her the potato salad. I made a joke about how the "other groups" must have stuffed her with potato salad as well. It seems that other groups were also doing this task. It gave me a very "Amazing Race" vibe.

When i went back to the kitchen, my partner was sloshing the "sodium suplhate sprite water thing" in the toilet near my kitchen. the light was flickering there. A lot of little flying bugs were there, almost in clouds in the toilet. I remember thinking how ammonium would dry up the bugs. I was looking for salt earlier, but I couldn't find salt.

Then, there was a pair of white latex gloves that were very stiff. I put the gloves in the lime water and they softened. The monk then appeared, wearing the gloves. He tells me that I was not the fastest group to complete the task, but considering that I spent the first 6 minutes doing nothing, it was pretty commendable.
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End of Dream Journal #1.

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Heh, it's pretty funny to read it. I'll be continuing my entries for some time, i think.

AVATAR!

2010-01-03T11:11:00.000+08:00

Watched Avatart twice, once in 2d with Shaun and Shude and Junxiang, and once with 3d with my mum and sis. Bumped into Nelson at Bugis.

And, there's this overseas number that's been calling me for ages.

MRS +919750410***.

Skxawng! You do not learn. You are like a baby! Childish and ignorant.

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HAHA. Avatar's reaaallly getting to me.

Anyway, this person with the 12-digit number's been calling me over the past couple of days. First day she called about, more than 10, second day about five times, and i'm seeing how many times today.

I pick up, she sounds so surprised that I say hello. Like, she'll go hello? back. And then i say again. Then she'll go hello back again, and then put down. Three times, each in english, chinese, I attempeted japanese, and then english in a hopefully Western accent.

From now on though, i'm not going to reject the calls.

I'm going to start answering the phone with a variety of different ways.

With the help of Russell Peters, (YOUTUBE HIM NOWWW! ) I already thought of..

A war cry, (Like, LALALALALALA!)
Na'vi. (See below.)
Sexy bollywood actor. (Hey, talk to me *in a deep and smoky voice*)
Chinese speaking english. (Heyyt! Whuuuareyu!")
Beatbox.
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If I still continue getting calls, i'm going to have to learn British English, Hispanic, Darth Vader, and Achmed the Dead Terrorist.

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Na'vi phrases! Now if only i know how to pronunce them.

Oel ngati kameie ( I see you)

Kaltxì. Ngaru lu fpom srak? ("Hello, how are you?")

Mipa zìsìt lefpom ngaru! ("Happy New Year!")

Tsun oe ngahu nìNa’vi pivängkxo a fì’u oeru pllte’ lu. ( "It’s a pleasure to be able to chat with you in Na’vi." )

Kìyevame ulte Eywa ngahu. (See you again, and may Eywa be with you. )

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HAHA,a few sites that's pretty interesting.

http://www.learnnavi.org/.

LEARN NA'VI!

And urm, oh.
http://www.lhup.edu/~dsimanek/hell.htm

Heaven Is Hotter Than Hell.
Quite funny, if you somewhat know the Bible.

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I'm quite excited about the 5 new rules. (:

Can't wait for Saturday! Heh.

RESOLUTIONS!

2010-01-01T00:55:00.000+08:00

MY TWENTY-FIVE THINGS FOR NEW YEAR.

Now, i have resolutions, and I PLAN TO KEEP THEM.

In fact, i'll put it at my sidebar to remind me.

FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANT:

LOVE BABY FOREVER. <3

Hobbies/interests:

1. Learn vocal/crab scratch!
2. Lean amatuer ventrilioquism.
3. Juggle 4 balls!
4. Get two powermoves down.
5. Do a split.
6. Play guitar better.

Academic/School:

7. Study at least once a week.
8. Do more than 30% of my homework on time. :D
9. Keep a notebook for each subject.
10. Not hit on the girls in JC. D:
11. Use post-its in my textbooks.
12. Borrow less foolscap.
13. STREET DANCEE.

Physical

14. Run 8k or more for an event. And not be last.
15. Retain Napfa Gold.
16. 20+ Chinups.
17. 6-pack.
18. Get friends and spend a day jogging under the tracks of the overhead MRT stations in the NE line.

Misc:

19. Get a punching bag or something related.
20. Go clothes shopping more.
21. Be decisive about what to buy when i'm clothes shopping.
22. Cook a full dinner for my family. Include steamed fish, soup, veg, and something fried.
23. Ride a bike, NO HANDS.
24. Meet all those people I know in MSN but not in real life. (Meeting less than thrice falls into that category.)
25. Have a dream about falling. Because it's just so awesome to wake up thinking that you crapped your pants.

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Tadah! Twenty-five things, i'll try to hit all of em before year's end. OR for those that isn't too specific, i'll just put it down when i feel i did it.

NEW YEAR, HERE I COME.

Mandatory EOY reflection.

2009-12-31T00:37:00.006+08:00

EDITED, PLEASE SCROLL DOWN!
PICTURES! SO THAT YOU PEEPS ARE AT LEAST INTERESTED IN READING BELOW.

All these pictures are from my phone, so the nice scenery pics aren't here. Cause they're in the DSLR or the compact cameras. Not my phone.

Me checking out if my lips were cracked, and if I was dripping mucus. ._.

In the cold weather, phew. Couldn't really tell if you had mucus or not.

I KNOW IT'S UNGLAM. IF YOU DON'T LIKE TO SEE ME UNGLAM, GO AWAY! SHOO!.

Nice sky huh. It was around maybe 3 degrees here? Doesn't look like it yeah. Behind us was a patch of frozen ground haha.

Random waterwheel.

Well, you gotta admit, the hotel does entertain their customers pretty well. (:

Well, last day of the year, huh.

Good thing i chionged out the present in time. It's by far my largest-effort present, i think. heh.

It's one of the crappiest presents though, i guess cause i made it myself. D;

But well, it's the thought that counts! I hope.

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Spent the day doing 300. Yeowtch, haven't done it for ages. Took quite a long time.

Then went to borrow books. How to: Karate, and some background on dreams and dream intepretation. Kinda different subject matter, i know.

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Urm.

So happy old year, i guess.

Looking back, well...

*looks at watch, sees that i have until 1.30 to type.*

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Kay, semi-long reflective period:

These four years in RI have been interesting, fun, tough, and every bit lifechanging.

I first thought that this was a mugger school, that me who somehow scraped in through a borderline pass in PSLE would be pretty much screwed in this school.

Academically wise, well, in fact i was pretty shitty in maths and Chinese, but overall it wasn't too taxing, and - I hate to say this, but I actually found some kind of perverse, sick pleasure in studying for the EOYs.

I know, it's wrong, it's sick and disturbing, but I may have started to like studying. ._.

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Friends, whew. I made some, lost some, but somehow, i've been coming to a realisation of myself, who I really am, and how i should change myself.

My friends, i noted, have drifted from me, surely as time goes by. Some hang on for longer, some shorter, but ultimately, ultimately, i'm left alone and watching these old cliques and companionships move on.

I don't like that, but it seems to be the truth.

Course, i make friends, i make plenty of friends. But as quickly as these friendships form, they disappear, falling back into the distant net of aquaintances.

I guess I should spend my time in JC searching for my buddies, my friends, ~~my soulmate~~ , ( that one i already found. <3

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WELL. MOST OF MY POST DISAPPEARED. I DON'T LIKE THIS. EDIT NEXT TIME THEN. BYEEE!

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EDIT.

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Kay, I'm lazy to write all the junk i wrote yesterday. I touched on topics like attitude, skills, social improvement, appearances..

Quite a lot. So i'll just sum em all up, in maybe a couple of paragraphs.

This year is special, not just because it is another new year, but because, well, it's a change. A change from single sex schools, a change in lifestyle, even, a new year for us.

I used to look at new years, new schools, new friends, with some sort of apprehension and even fear. Not this time, i guess. Why should I, anyway? Looking back, I'm beginning to find fufilment, to find love; not just love for my girlfriend, but love for learning, love for improvement, love for life.

My life, especially in sec 3 and 4, has seen so much change, thanks to a whole slew of interlinked factors. From MOV to Talentime, my interests in dance and beatbox has blossomed. From friends, and my admiration of them, my interests for singing and guitar, has been piqued. From bee, from newfound friends, my self confidence and consequently social skills has improved. (Along with fashion sense, i hope. )

I'll tackle this new year head on, hoping to continuing finding new interests, new ways of fufiling my life to the max. Resolutions will come later, (about an hour later, actually) and somehow, i have the confidence that I can fufill at least SOME of them.

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I do wonder what would happen, though. Everything will be new, and I'm not sure what would become of my lofty ambitions and optimistic outlook the moment i step into the competitive school life...

Ah well. Whatever it is, let's all wait, with baited breath, and remember, remember these times, as yet another beginning rushes towards us.

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Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors.

Introducing yoonie!

2009-12-28T21:12:00.004+08:00

Hey guys, introducing YOONIE!

She's female, by the way.

Thanks, baby. I really love it. (:

I'll be hugging her to sleep every night from now on. <3

story!

2009-12-27T17:29:00.005+08:00

haha okay! a post about my church today, to flood over the few recent posts. heh.

So it was raining today! Quite heavy. Chaos over in church, cause keys couldn't be found and AV equipment was all over the place and there wasn't enough people who knew how to set it right going around.

Played pretty badly, but that's not the point. Hah.

Was raining today, like i said, so Ruth told me to save Joanne (sp?) from the bus stop. Heng ah, cause she was, wearing white, yaknow.

I just wish that the person holding my arm while under the tiny umbrella in the pouring rain was..

Well, you know who.

Yeah.

But it kinda reminded me of us, yaknow? I hope the next time, in such a rain, we would be the ones stuck with a hundred meters and a tiny umbrella, heh.

It'll be nice. (:

(Ohcrap, sounds like i'm stalking joanne or something. *hopes she doesn't read my blog* )

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EDIT

haha i just remembed something else!

So i was at the Children's service right? they were playing the Musical-Chairs-based game, yaknow, passing the ball in a circle, who had the ball when the music stopped would forfeit..?

I had the kids pass the ball to the tune of DJ ACE.

I feel so awesome.
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And i suddenly realised i may have nigerian long-dist runner genes in me. ._.

IT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING! The curly hair, the inability to get sunburnt, the skinny-no-matter-what frame.

Just doesn't explain why i start panting after running 30seconds.

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A lot of good movies now, but..

Sigh. Not much people to go with. Cause they either watch alr or don't want to watch.

Or maybe i'm just lazy to ask people heh.
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KAY GUYS, STORY TIME! DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO.
BUT EH.
IT'S JUST THE START OF THE STORY
SO WHOEVER LIKES WRITING, HERE'S A CHALLENGE. (:

CONTINUE AND FINISH MY STORY AND POST IT ON YOUR BLOG AND LET ME READ!

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It's the story i lost in China. Here's what was saved on the comp, around half the length of the one that was progressing. Basically, it's about three random characters and a plot, chosen independently of each other, and i tried to fix them together.

Here goes! Whoever's interested in the story can continue writing it, but i've given up on it. heh.

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SHORT DRABBLE!
Char 1: greedy, blind middle aged taxi driver (Alvin)
Char 2: a refugee who aspires to be an entertainer (siti)
Char 3: Rich tycoon wannabe actor. (dad!)
Plot: invention and subsequent theft of super super super pro ice cream recipe. (Deborah)

Chua, with a half-scowl, peered into the dim haze of the Hong Kong streets with his left eye. His right eye, made of glass, were bright and unfocused. The disease which had claimed his right eye had begun the unstoppable, excruciating path to the left. It would eventually stop at his brain.

Not like Chua was worried about dying. The disease was painful, incurable, and very very expensive. The ex-combat pilot had stepped down from a comfortable maisonette to an ageing three-room flat beside an industrial park. He had stepped down from fighter jets to a grungy yellow taxi. The boys over at his former base had gave him the half-smile and measured tones usually reserved for reasoning things with old or retarded people. Sorry, but that’s the way it is, huh? You can’t fly with your…condition.

And that was the end of his former life, and a start of a trickling stream of disability checks, never enough to get by on.
Trying not to think about that, trying not to think about the fact that his pay supported his wife and two children, trying not to think about anything, Chua horned and swore, like everybody else did on the congested, polluted Hong Kong freeways.

Just across a street, Chua was being watched by a woman in jeans and a slightly unwashed shirt. The woman carrying a large backpack stared at the middle aged man drumming his fingers on the steering wheel of the gaudy yellow taxi, and considered the possibilities of flirting a ride to where she would be safe.

“He looks like a dirty old man, all right...” Siti mumbled to herself.

But of course, it had complications. What if the man demanded money? She didn’t have anything on her except her backpack, which contained nothing but clothes, most dirty, and all soggy with the brackish Repluse Bay water. What happened if he brought her to the authorities? They would quickly find out that she had been dead in Malaysia for the past 18 months. Or rather, the person in her ID card who had bore a striking resemblance to her. Siti had managed to escape Azahadin’s terror camps, and subsequently Malaysia with her old friend’s passport, but the Hong Kong police were much more meticulous.

The small card with the scribbled Chinese address was her key to survival. Her fiancé Noor had mailed it to her from Hong Kong, just days before she was arrested for “political treason”. Hrmph. The letter that came with the card had been burnt, of course. Every letter from the resistance was dutifully read and burnt each time. Only the card remained, the address to the safe house in Hong Kong where money and a new identity had been prepared for her.

It was good thinking to bury that card under a brick around twenty meters from her house. The thugs came a few days later, and her house was a ripped-up mess by the time she returned, months later. Floorboards gone, walls broken, bed slashed, and the like. If the card was in the house, she and the hundred or so resistance fighters abroad would be dead by now.

Fighting these memories off, she gave herself a mental shake and weaved purposefully through the crawling traffic to the yellow vehicle, just another backpacking tourist entering a dingy yellow cab.

She slid in the front seat, something which surprised Chua. Backpacker, or people in general, do not sit at the front seats of a cab. People who did that were policemen or driving instructors. He studied her warily with his good eye, thankful that the right-hand drive of Hong Kong cars still allowed him to scrutinize his passengers with his left eye.

And then the pretty, brown-skinned woman placed a hand on his thigh and smiled.
“Take me to this place?” She spoke with hesitant, fumbling Chinese, but made up for it with a coy smile.

Chua glanced at the address, a fifteen-minute drive away. He would take a longer detour then. Forty minutes-or more, in the company of an exotic, beautiful girl, he thought with a smile. The day had already become better.

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A huge screen in an expansive room on the forty-seventh floor of a towering skyscraper was displaying real- time stock prices and property values to an empty sofa. The man who had been in it a minute ago was now in the adjoining room, speaking in rapid, baritone Cantonese on a telephone.

The man with the full-length glass-walled office on the forty-seventh floor of Teck Holdings was the founder and owner of this multibillion real-estate conglomerate. This genial and portly man, once a hawklike predator in the commercial world, was now a booming man with an almost legendary appetite for ice cream and fine wines.

Today, Teck Shing Wang was a mainstay in business gatherings, frequently flitting through crowds with a commanding ease. Despite seeming to spend more time in parties than in his office, he still managed to make enough to finance his steadily growing number of summer homes.

And today, Teck Shing Wang gave a wide smile as he hung up on the phone. He was happy for a variety of reasons, and not all financial. He buzzed the intercom through to his aide.

“Hey, I’m heading out for the rest of the day. Could you get my Volvo downstairs in ten minutes? The black one.”

“Of course, Mr Teck.”

“Oh. And make sure there’s my spoon on board.”

“… Yes, sir.” The aide replied and hung up, slightly puzzled. ‘Ah well, bosses,’ he thought, and got to work.

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Siti, surprisingly, was having a great time. She had tried to engage in conversation with the taxi driver, figuring that he’ll be more inclined to let her get off without paying if she chatted. Her clumsy Chinese was a real pain though, and she let slip an “Aww, fuck!” when the joke she was trying to say fell flat.

To which, ex-combat pilot who had spent his early years in the military monitoring American radio chatter piqued up, surprised, “You speak English?”

And that was a start of a proper conversation, thank God.

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DONE!

Yup guys, continue if you want. it'll be fun! Haha.

And if you read this far, just spend a little more time and tag! Tell me how it is. I personally think the story's too ambitious...

And just to add some colour to the post, here's some waterfall during my holiday! Not grand (not like the others i'll post next time) but a nice color and a lot of steps. (:

2009-12-26T00:11:00.002+08:00

argh fuck.

I was such a goddamn asshole today.

Whenever you see this, i'm sorry, kay?

I love you.

random!

2009-12-25T20:44:00.002+08:00

Yaknow how parents are like when they are listening to something important and educational but they only half understand?

So today after dinner my mum told me to pop in some DVD thingum, it was a video of a seminar at some Life Church, american i presume. And it was the segment where a christian author talks about his book (NO, not Narnia damnit.) And basically it's about family bonding.

So there my mum sits, in that half cocked-eyebrow-i'm-concentrating-don't-interrupt-me sideways look at the TV, while the guy speaks fast American english, and she gives assent or encouragement or goodness-knows-what every by nodding and saying "mm" every thirty seconds.

So when the speaker was talking about how he once turned a suicidal goth teen who wanted to kill his parents into a witness and devout follower to God (He did so, somehow, by riding dirt bikes and jetsking with him), my mum turned around to me.

"You know, I think personal tidyness is very important. I look at your room, and it's always so untidy. You know what, we should seriously enforce something about this..."

I wonder exactly how much my mum understood of the talk. ._.

But quite sad lah. That guy right, chases off suitors for his daughters, they watch tv 2 hours a week, his son is 16 and doesn't have a phone... apparently 45min computer time a day as well.

This is someone who's almost celebrity status.. friends with Kathy Perry and family (forgot how to spell her name?) and the like. Quite really quite sad. heh.

complete!

2009-12-21T22:57:00.003+08:00

EDITED!

It's complete now.

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Right, and I cut my hair. It's pretty different, but kinda cool.

Looks abit phallic though. Gives a whole new dimension to "dickhead."
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Now on to the story! By and large a true story, so just enjoy.

Semi-errotica!

HAHA.

“I’ll be right back,” She said, closing the door after her. I panicked for a moment… did I scare her off?

Then I remembered a scene in one of the books I read. Of course! I thought. She wanted to give me time to undress. I thanked her mentally for that. I had let slip earlier that well, I had never really done this before.

I undressed, lay back on the bed, and watched some TV. Damn Chinese channels, it seemed preposterous that I should be caring about something some politician said when…well, yeah.

A knock on the door. “Can I come in now?”

I announced yes, and she poked her head through the door, before walking to my bed, now in a simple cream kimono tied at the waist.

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“Relax!” She commanded, the tone firm, but there was a grin in her face. I tried to, but she was straddling me, knees on either side of my thighs, palms placed on my chest, gently pressing down. Her face was already slightly flushed. There was an errant strand of hair that escaped her ponytail hanging down, tantalisingly close, and I had the sudden urge to reach up and tuck that strand behind her ear. However, anticipating that, she let go of my chest and held my hands down instead.

Her fingers trailed to mine, and holding my middle finger, closed her fist around it tightly. And with a jerking motion, pulled up her arm and released my finger with an audible pop. And again. Images swum in my head, and i stifened with anticipation.

“You like that?” She asked, dark eyes looking deep into mine.

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I was facedown now, and I don’t know what she was doing, but it felt gooood. Her legs, as usual, were straddling my thighs, I could feel that. (Damn, could I feel that!) But her hands were roaming everywhere, from my arms, my back, her hands traced the ridges of my backbone, my shoulders, everywhere.

She was rocking, slightly, rubbing herself against my inner thighs, her hands dipping even lower, tracing the tan lines swimming caused, and then even lower, where she palmed my buttocks, slightly more eagerly now. I could hear her panting slightly.

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I turned over, and she shifted her weight, palms now moving to my inner thighs, my groin. From where I was, I admired her position, kneeling with her knees on either side of my calves, palms resting, thumbs just touching. I admired how that errant strand of hair was joined by another, hanging down, glistening slightly with sweat.

She was kneeling, on all fours, her hands unmoving as stone even as my body silently screamed out for a movement. Her head was bent down so that I could see the top of her head, the tip of her nose, and then down, down, to where that maddening kimono came together at the chest in the dark hanging V…

But something was wrong. She was staring, just staring at where her palms came together. I gave her ten seconds before I awkwardly sat up a little.

“Urm, is everything okay?” I asked, propping my body up with my elbows. My lower body was still pinned down by her, and I wasn’t complaining.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” Her voice was slightly faint, and then she did a sort of whistle-exhale type of sound, the type men do when they see a new piece of technology at the IT Fair.

“It seems that you’re pretty okay too.” She whispered.

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They say the first time’s the hardest.

She eased down somewhat comfortably, I guess, but the first touch, wow, the first touch, sent fire straight down, and I gave an involuntary buck. So this is what they all talk about, I thought. The heat enveloped my loins, again and again.

She went smoothly at first, and sped up to a sort of jerky motion, up-down-up-down, drawing gasps and short, sharp exhales as I fought for control. Then she went, almost in circles, and I quickly gave way to a series of uncoordinated spasms as her fingernails dragged trails down my body, leaving red angry lines behind…

And then, it was over.

There was a sheen of sweat on me for the first time in my nine-day holiday. I lay back, chest heaving, sheets forgotten on the floor.

My dad, lying on one of the other beds, turned on his side to face me.

“How was it? Enjoyed it?” He asked.

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HAHA! The end had you guys freaking out, i bet.
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KAY what's below is an explanation, skip to the red part if you want to avoid it. (:

A/N

GUYS, IT WAS A MASSAGE.

Sure, some of the stuff was overexaggerated, blah blah blah. The dialouge was obviously mostly faked, (In fact we were talking about the education system, Singapore's policy to Chinese immigrants, and other stuff. ) I obviously did not get horny in any way during the massage (That would have been embarassing) And well, what's true is that she was a young Chinese girl. Around twenty. The kimono was sorta true i guess. except for the color, it was some kind of gaudy orange/gold thing.

Physically, everything's there, everything that happened really happened, except for the back part where i took a few liberties and changed the order of the events that happened.

Kay, maybe i'll do a play by play of what happened.

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First: The undressing part, well i really did undress, but changed to some japanese/themed shirt with short pants and a large shirt that's tied together.

Second: The finger part, well that happened, just not with her whole fist, but with two fingers. There was really the pop sound.

Third: Well, the rocking i admit was faked. But with the strength she was using i guess she would have rocked abit and panted abit. She really DID touch my butt. though. Part of the massage lah.

Fourth: The groin/pause part, true. I still don't know why she did that pause, twice. ._.

Fifth: The whole part about fire in my loins.. Okay there was this massage technique about using heated punice stones wrapped in a bag. That's the heat at my loins, as loins are defined by the area between the bottom of the rib cage and the pelvis. (THANKS WIKIPEDIA.)

The up/down and circular motions were the moving of the bag on my stomach, and my spasming was my laughing, cause it was really bloody ticklish.

Fingernails were part of another weird part of the massage. (Right after the butt thing.) But i decided to put them together cause i thought it was fitting. The fingernails were actually on my back, but in the story i took the liberty of not mentioning.

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DONE.

Tell me how it is?

It's a record of.. well, my first massage, in china. Was very confortable.

2009-12-20T11:51:00.005+08:00

eh, whoops. I meant 20th.

but not like alot of people read my blog anywaaaay.

So, guys, i'm back!

There was snow! First time seeing it, and well, it wasn't actually expected. Our group was lucky i guess.

More on that later? Yeah.

I'm glad i'm back though.

Eh? And urm.. i lost my thumbdrive along with my pencilcase in China. Ahwell. My story's come to a stop then. Heh. Maybe i'll rewrite it soon.

Holiday 11-29!

2009-12-10T23:02:00.003+08:00

HEY ALL DUDES AND DUDETTES.

(if any girls read my blog at all. *self-pity* )

I'LL BE ON HOLIDAY FROM FRIDAY NIGHT TO SUNDAY NIGHT!

THATTTTS RIGHT! 11 DECEMBER NIGHT TO 29 DECEMBER NIGHT.

PLEASE DO NOT CALL ME, BECAUSE IF I HATE YOU I WILL PICK UP THE PHONE AND CHAT. (:

Yep. so good luck kay, guys. Please watch this space for my story as well! I don't think i can finish by tomorrow, so anyone interested in continuing, just go ahead, post it to your blog, and tag me to tell me if you did! (:

Will be taking lots of pics, i hope.

2009-12-09T00:57:00.003+08:00

PICTURES!

Because it's 1am and I'm lazy to type much. Mebe next time. (:

So I was zilianing on the bus to East Coast for the 1M2M class outing that a few people showed up for.

Don't blame me, I become excited like a little kid when the front seats of the second level of a double-decker bus is empty. I used to pretend i was a pirate scowling down at my deckhands on the road. (:

Not bad time we had there, I got home about 5 hours later than expected, i got an uneven tan, I did a Nike in front of two girls who didn't even want to look at me.

And we kinda-sorta-taught Tey Guan how to ride a bike, so yay.

Mah new hoodie/thingum!

I like it, cause i can change from normal boy by day...

AND EVIL NINJA ASSASSIN BY ~~NIGHT!~~ BADLY EDITED RED TINT BACKGROUND!

Gotta admit, the snoopy at the back kinda takes the menace right out of the awesomeness.

Me posing with Raffles at our breakdance spot, ORA office. You go, cool dude.

Fried rice! nuff said. I like the smoke.

A pic of my torchlight, across the floor of the top of the multi-storey carpark at my house.

Me and my sis were lying there, with cup noodles and Ipods, at 4am in the morning a long time ago. We were watching the meteor shower. It was pretty awesome, first time seeing those.

Did my blogskin!

2009-12-02T00:43:00.002+08:00

yay!

Did my blogskin!

Despite popular belief and the very telltale signs of *kope-from-internet* ing, I am proud to say that much of the things in the blog i did myself. (: Like the table format, adding the images, the background, that yellow curve that took me many many many hours (stupid pen tool in photoshop is very confusing)...

I am pretty happy about this!

Of course, I know many of you won't like it, as it doesn't really look that nice. So go ahead, flame all you want.

HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT MY TAGBOARD ISN'T UP THOUGH? HEH HEH HEH. FLAME ME, B***CHES!

yeah. When i figure out how to loop the background (and create something suitable for repetition) then tagboard's proabably going to go up.

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Why the weird theme of green? (instead of the always awesome blue on black / red on black/ yellow on black/ pink on black/ coffee on black/ dinosaur on black/ teriyaki chicken on black/... )

I guess cause my old blogskin was pretty greeny.

byebye! I'm off, to chat on the phone or something. (:

2009-11-15T22:20:00.002+08:00

meh, still lazy to start designing.

So, update on my life!

Nothing much happened really, watched 2012, not that good plotwise, but definitely a keeper in terms of visuals.

I always end up with damn suay Saturdays lah! On sat, after my workout in the morning, decided to go down for a swim. And this time, i actually decided to apply sunblock before leaving the house, as i decided to be in the pool for around 2 to 3 hours this time. Now that i'm not going to Bukit Timah that often, got time lah.

Apply sunblock, check.
Towel, goggels, check.
Swimwear, check.

Head downstairs, then eh, pool maintainence.

Okay, nevermind! I went up, changed, grabbed a bottle of water, decided to run around my school campus. Yaknow, the whole outside border of RI and RJC.

So, run run run...

Was tired like crap. Probably the 300 killed me more than i thought.

Anyway, around the final stretch, started raining. So i was somewhere between Marymount station and my house, decided to run lor.

At least i had a cool hairstyle when i got back.

Kay kay, I'm really looking forward to wednesday. Come back soon arh my dear!

2009-11-12T20:58:00.001+08:00

Whoops, guess i've been leeching off my blogskin for ages. Heh.

Now, guess it's time to make myself one?

Will be using the Blogger templates in the meantime, please bear with me.

2009-11-12T14:53:00.003+08:00

Well, hey girl, not sure if you can see this when you're overseas, but anyway, take care of yourself kay! We MUSTMUSTMUST meet up when you're back here. (:

ladela. Now to go out and buy me a birthday present. Thanks dad for the $30 robinsons voucher!

And the 寿包 as a birthday cake...

Ahwell. Looking forward to the 18th. (:

2009-11-11T11:00:00.003+08:00

Well, EOYs are over.
Grad night is over.

I guess, these 4 years have really gone by much too fast.

Back when I was in Sec 1 or 2, I used to complain crazily about, well, being in a all-boys school for 10 years. Trust me, it isn't a very happy thing to do.

But as time went on, I realised that in fact, the single-sex nature of RI has really provided us with a very unique experience. Over in JC, there will be many changes.

No more playing of the Penis Game, at the very least...

Heh. BUT ANYWAY,

I'll save the emo post for later. After all, today's my birthday! I shall reward myself by going out to look for Genie's Album. (:

Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday, over phone, over msn, over tagboard, over facebook. You guys, you gals have been great friends, and I'm really very touched that so many people remember. Even tho it's probably on a FB notification. Heh.

2009-11-02T23:20:00.003+08:00

Quite disappointed about my EOYS.

Especially my humanities. I mean, i'm a writer at heart, so what happened?

Maths is a different story tho, I was born to fail it repeatedly. Luckily i passed both papers by couple marks. It's going to drag my GPA down like crazy with it's double weightage though.

Quite okay for sciences, i guess. Could have been better; I really studied a lot for it.

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I NEED TO FOCUS ON MY CHINESE ALREADY!

Haven't done much work the whole of last week. Then suddenly it's so close.

Doesn't help that I have the habit of logging in to msn now that well, the news came. And Facebook.

So yeah.

2009-10-26T20:33:00.002+08:00

Reverse cronological order!

Becase Blogger photo uploading is irritating.

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Went class outing today, as predicted, we were late, and not many people turned up.

But we still had fun!
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Hui Hao acting cute. (:

Sunset in Sentosa! Awesome sight.

Eddy the pirate. Ye Oon the constipated.
Go and repair your ray bans lah. Expensive leh.

Some cool.. thing. in the bushes near Raffles Square, on sat, when i went there to break.

View from Four Seasons Penthouse.

Aunt's wedding here. (: Awesome view, i tell you.

2009-10-24T23:15:00.003+08:00

I wanted to blog about some musings that's been on my mind for some time, but it sounded cheesy and emo so i decided not to.

Thank me.

2009-10-24T08:29:00.002+08:00

Pay close attention to 1.02 to 1.05.

Based on 3 seconds worth of footage,

I am convinced that Nigahiga is Vietnamese.

(it's an inside joke.)

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So, anyway, why am i youtubing?

BECAUSE EXAMS ARE OVER!

And, uh, yeah. okay. Guess it was quite okayyyy..?

For the sciences, nothing that really killed me i guess. Bio was strange in the sense that I think i was one of the fastest to finish the MCQ section (Welll, or maybe i just flip pages louder than people.) But still i couldn't finish the paper. Guess i spent too much time on the graph, and i spent too much time writing for the other previous questions. Not that i didn't know how to answer, mind you. More like, i knew too much and wrote too much. Heh.

Humanities... pheewww. I haven't been practicing humans, so wasn't really surprised that i was stumped at first. But i guess i had enough material to go on? just that, once again not enough time. I'm just hoping that I managed to link everything to the question.

Maths, let's not go there.

Now, chinese!

mid-eoys.

2009-10-20T22:07:00.002+08:00

okay just a short post while waiting for msn replies. dumdedum~

I have bio and maths left!

I don't have history, so tomorrow's free for me.

Will spend morning on maths. Morning being from when i wake up till when i finish all revision worksheets except diff, and int, and their applications.

Then I'll do bio.
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Papers so far have been decent, nothing that killed me, nothing that made me really optimistic. Except maybe chem..? MR KOH YOU MUST BE SO HAPPY RIGHT!

Geog was meh. Didn't write a lot.

But hey, at least i did a pretty long handstand right after it. A good sign. (:

And a good day too. Studying with don'ttellyou's friends (trying not to have scandalous-looking-pics taken. ._.)

And of course, after that was great too. Didn't realised i missed someone so much. Heh.

Good luck to all taking history! i may go school to break just to suan ya'll. (:

EOYS!

2009-10-14T21:30:00.004+08:00

Not much mood to make it interesting, but basically, what happened on Sun was..

Me and my sis took the wrong bus on our way back home, realised we were on the wrong bus, then decided to just wait till there was somewhere we could recognise, and get off for lunch.

Then we realised we had 18 dollars, $10 mine because i wanted to top up my card at Toa Payoh MRT (our destination had the bus been right), and $8 cause my sis asked my dad.

So, looking at the $18..

We got off at bukit timah and went to eat at CurryWok.

We ordered set meals, drinks, and "orhnee?" yaknow, that yam thingy at wedding dinners and desserts.

Quite cool, like we were on a total random spending spree, determined to spend the rest of the money. Quite high.

With the 1.50 left from the meal, we went over to NTUC and got $1.40 of drinks.

Then we were super worried that my ezlink won't have enough money to get us back. Thankfully that didn't happen. phew.

Ended up with 10 cents and a super high mood.

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Whoa, seems so fast, EOYs are here.

Frankly, i rather have another two weeks to study. But meh, best that it gets over and done with soon.

Here is my schedule:

Thurs: Eng and SS. Will study Chem somewhere till 5. Probably alone, hopefully with bee.. Go home, prac piano, meet Joe and DTY at 8.

Fri: Chem. Will go home and prac piano, take a nap, hopefully wake up and meet Joe and DTY at 8 for Physics..

Sat: Will 300 from 10-11, Swim from 1130-1pm, prac piano, then play at Sharon's wedding.

Sun: Will freak out over physics.

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Following week's timetable undecided as of yet.

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Whatever it is, i won't be blogging till eoys over, i think, so peace out, ya'll.

Beatboxing interest! YAY!

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2009-10-11T18:17:00.001+08:00

Cool day!

Will post more, but feel that well posting 3x in two days is abit overkill. And seems like no one's reading anyway. ._.

so i'll post about today, maybe in a couple days yeah.

2009-10-11T11:47:00.002+08:00

Was searching for piano scores for my aunt's wedding next week,

Rememberd this one from ages ago. Mike, CCW, saw this yet? Imba.

But the beatboxing/DJ-ing was abit too much imo. esp when the vocalising and the spam scratching came in. But hey, there's bboys, so it's all good.

boomz!

2009-10-10T15:47:00.003+08:00

Ahwell, blogger and it's infernal photo uploading system means that my pictures are now not in cronological order.

It's okay, i'll tsuj klat ni esrever!

(I'll just talk in reverse.)

Lol, forget it. Yeah, so heres some random pics.

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I <3 paint. Look at the US news!

Boomz!

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FML DAY.

So, was gonna leave this for last (Best for last, yeah?) but since blogger posted this pic in the front, i'll have to go with it.

FML day. For the uninitated, this means F my life. How did i do that today?

It was a great saturday morning and i was ready for a refreshing dip in the pool. My whole family was out at a wedding and would be back only at night, and since I didn't want to study at home, I thought that, hey! Why not go down for a swim? I'll get a nice tan, ~~a hot bod, and all the girls will swoon over me!~~

So i got ready my things, the rain had stopped, and at around 12.30, with a towel and a pair of goggles in hand i exited my home. Once outside my door, i locked it, threw the key back indoors, and with a cheery smile, shouted that i was leaving and would be back later so could mum please unlock the door later?

Oh, silly me. No one was at home!

._.

Just then my handphone began to ring. From the living room 10 meters away.

So here i was stuck outside my door wearing slippers, trunks, pe shorts, and a baggy shirt, and all i had on me was a towel, 读者，and goggles.

FML #1.

Nevermind! I thought. Maybe my aunt (who lives in the same estate and has a key) would be home.

She wasn't.

FML #2.

It's okay, i thought. Maybe i'll go for a swim, my aunt should be back later.

Got in to the water, and 10min later it rained.

FML #3.

Going out of the water, i saw that a burn on my hand had swollen to kinda disturbing porportions.

It was caused by me cooking porridge in the morning. The chlorinated water probably aggravated it.

FML #4.

Sitting by the poolside under a shelter in the rain, I noticed a cute crow land on my slippers a meter away. It stared at me unblinking as it crapped all over it.

FML #5.

Oh, but it didn't reach FML 6, as my aunt eventually got home at 2plus, and i managed to get back to my house. I saved FMLing again because I decided to check my email before going to bukit timah to surprise my friend after her tuition ended at 3plus.

Turns out she was online and didn't go tuition after all.

I saved myself there, heh.

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PINK DAY. <333.

Lols. It makes me look fat, but the hoodie is veryveryveryveryyyy nice to hug! Haha. Ruimin can testify to that. (:

And yeah, happy birthday ruimin. (:

My trophy broke. ==

Was admiring Nigel and Co. beatboxing during RE congress, put my trophy on some sec 3 booth.

That guy, decides to see how fast he can pull the tablecloth out.

FML.

Ahwell, at least i managed to go up there and share some limelight with the imba beatboxers heh. (:
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12am on my way back from Braddell. (: Cool reflection off the pool of water.

Yes, that is me, and yes, i am acting poser, and yes my fingers are short.

But it's for CLE poster, so it's all good.

happy 1st.

2009-10-09T20:40:00.000+08:00

My baby 满月 le! keke.

Happy first, yeah. (:

2009-10-06T16:32:00.000+08:00

Magic.

And in other news, mixed feelings today. Guess i am getting better for maths, but now chinese comes and starts being a bitch.

Meh. Was fun today though.

2009-10-02T21:14:00.002+08:00

waiting for my turn for a bath, so here i am!

Great time today. (: Kinda awkward moment where i saw Nick though. ._.

reached home at around 820, blah blah blah.

Dance was good today! Around 40min only, but managed to realise how much more work i have to do. I'm starting to be more conscious of myself around the Raja Void Deck though, should i continue there? Maybe i'll move to 2nd floor, but more JC people and teachers are there, so...

Didn't go for RS auditions today, wonder if i should have. Probably not, i sing AND dance pretty.. averagely.

I feel a lot like a not pro version of Charles Wong. Did you know he sings, beatboxes, breaks? Totally like a cooler and shuaier version of me. I really like his style, even though judges don't. In fact i can see myself audtioning for some talent comp in the near future doing what he does. Maybe 校园 or even SG Idol.

Vote for him, yeah? After all, he taught the legendary sup. (:

2009-10-01T20:31:00.002+08:00

Well, went library again to study today. I'm glad that Pat and Dex were with me, at least at the start. It's getting unbearbly lonely to be studying myself. First week or so was fine, then after i swtiched to maths..

Totally unproductive today though. Bad mood, plus that I'm attempting maths questions with no idea how to do them.
Phew, spent up to 20minutes at a time staring at a question, hoping for someone to discuss with, or just talk to, when you feel totally irritated that you can differentiate and nothing else. I struggled with the rest of the papers, couldn't do more than two questions from the first pages of all of them.

Need a teacher, man. Anyone wants to be mah teacher? Can treat him/her dinner. (:

Anyway, next week's gonna continue the studying in library thing, tuesday to friday (monday i have piano)

So anyway, anyone who wants to come along, by all means! I'll stay till 6 earliest, just look out for the guy in the orange hoodie, or the bunny pink hoodie, probably studying by himself.

Helps if you're good in maths. (:

Kay then, gonna go off i guess. Just gonna finish up Weitian's dream and then i'll stare at my papers for a couple more hours.

It's funny how you can anticipate something so much

When you already expected it not to happen.

Sigh.

2009-09-30T19:34:00.002+08:00

Good times.

Met Ruimin today at library, Jeanie some time ago. Was it yesterday? Meh, time kinda slows to a crawl when you mug.

AIYOH YOU PEOPLE AH WHY NEVER COME EARLIER PEI ME!

Hmm, suddenly after like 2 or 3 weeks i get people i know bumping into me.

Oh and great news, i finally managed to have one method of footwork to Nike. Not very smooth tho, and not impactful (compared to like backflip to nike) but hey, it IS one way, and it trains triceps, and as we all know, is very important.

DMP is ending soon. Will miss the times with our hilarious teachers. Mr Ho, Louis Tan, you guys are awesome. (:

And I cut my hair!

Okay, i'm offically rambling.

Intepreting teacher's Dreams tomorrow, I hope our group gets an interesting teacher.

Will start on maths revision tomorrow, sighz. Geog down, Chem down, now maths, physics, bio, ss left.

Not much time, man.

But anyway,

Past couple days i've bumped into some friends while mugging, a refreshing change from mugging alone, though it's much more effective by myself.

I wonder who's going to come tomorrow. (:

draftblogger

2009-09-26T23:12:00.001+08:00

WHEE, using draft.blogger now!

The pictures are definitely less of a bit*h to post up.

So enjoy!

InterUG Half Marathon.

Kinda sprinted 2km? Whoa. I probably did it under 7min. Super super shagged after that.

I loved the run though. Havn't had a good run lately, just too damn lazy. Heh.

So anyway, guess you guys know about the freak weather that happened couple days back, in the morning. Awesome orange tint to the morning sky, leaves flying everywhere like some crazy Bulbasaur with a MMG.

Picked 5 leaves and a seed out of my hair duing the course of the day. Including one which i didn't find till 15 hours later when i bathed.

Oh. And the wind.

The RJ girls were screaming quite a bit. (:

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NEWSPAPER collection!

We did quite well, spent a couple hours collecting newspapers to sell, then donating proceeds to PocketMoney Fund. Seems cool, seeing that it's a Straits Times charity, what would they think if we told them we had to mash into pulp (recycle) a couple tonnes of their papers for money. (:

And it rained. Strongly.

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Refurb!

Sadly, i don't have the pics of the hope we refurbed ourselves.

Nevermind, hope they are enjoying their "new" home now! I cleared enough lizard shit to create a viable source of biofuel, so i hope they enjoy the nice new clean walls as well as the fan. (:

Great work guys, those who came on time anyway. HAVE A FABULOUS 14TH. (:

Had to rush off to Bukit timah after that though. First cab ride i took alone that cost more than $10. TT

Ahwell, was worth it lah.

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Oh, and we attempted to highlight each other's hair.

Eddy's.

Mine. Too overkill already. Drew a lot a lot of stares, especially when sitting on the mrt from CCK to Bishan, in RI pe shirt. Glad i could wash it off, heh, spent super long time while bathing on my hair today.

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OH, and, heres a cool pic.

My Ipod forms a rainbow of colours against a glass screen.

My phone does not.

Coincidence?

I think not.