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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Today me, Ye Zhou, Ahman, JX, Gah, Suf, Chia, Ashraf, and Davin went to LAN. We screamed at our computers over DotA, then CS, then DotA again.

Then we ate macs and went home.
And.....




I BOUGHT THE GENIE ALBUM!!!! XDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXD

It cost me 20 bucks though... and wasn't really worth it in terms of content. But still, its a show of support against piracy.

And then its 10.30 and I'm just starting on my maths worksheet. Hence the short post. I'll edit this tomorrow. Byes for now.

-EDIT-
I decided not to delete the above stuff, because after all I want to preserve this memory for posterity.

Imagine myself, 80 years old, telling my grandchildren about the good old days where blogs were fun, and they'll point out this post and ask me who's Genie Chuo.

But anyway, as an edit I'll be describing the lanning session in more detail.
Hmm. We reached paradiz at 12.30 or maybe 1... nt sure. Then we started to play dota, and ashraf had to return back to school after an hour. I first blooded Wang with Meepo! ROFL. Towards end game I had the most deaths... but at least my K/D ratio was better than anu's overall. I need to train DotA, as it's a very important social skill.

Then now more about the Genie Album!
First, there was a nice little picture book containing a lot of pictures! (duh) And quite nice lah.. becoz shes cute haha. I prefer the MVs though.

Then there were 2 discs in the box, and a lyrics booklet. One disc was all the songs, and the other was about 1hr worth of 4 MVs, the making of the MVs, and a video diary of some 13-day korea trip or something. I realised that Genie looks vaugely Korean or Japanese...

Compared to PLAY, the SHE album, this one is not as good, obviously due to the differences in budget. PLAY had like 10+ MVs wtf. 1 for every song.

Ok, now to the Genie songs!
I've heard all of them except 1 before I bought the disc, and I have to say that that one song is now my favourite. It's called "Finally, the salt said to the pepper" and despite the name it's a really emo song with a beautiful tune.

I won't go about too much into the cheemness of the lyrics, but it basically talks about how the protagonist realises that they cannot go on together, despite already trying so hard. The lyrics start from the scene of the boyfriend eating alone in a large candelit table, and zooms into some cheem story about how the salt and pepper, despite being so close together, are meant for different things, no matter how hard they try to change, some things can never change.
Quite a lot of methaphors in that song, and once again like I said the tune rawks.


Ah well. Gotta mug for the physics and geog tests tomorrow. =( Mainly because I'm Geog Rep, or else I won't care about it. Haiz.

Byes!
10:30 PM

Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Today was quite sian.

In the morning, before I went to school, my sister woke up at the same time as me and lubbed the outside toilet, instead of the one in my parent's bedroom that she normally uses. I don't know why.

So anyway, I decided that since she woke up kinda late I would personally make Milo and breakfast for her since the breakfast that my mum rushes out normally doesn't taste very nice =D
So I tried to make milo but because someone forgot to close the lid of the milo tin and repeatedly used a wet spoon to take out the milo the whole bottom part of the tin had congealed into a frikkin' big lump of brown rock. While I was chiseling out the milo with a knife (in vain) my mum came and scolded me for wasting time.

Hrmph so much for my help. In the end, my mum sensed that I was kinda pissed and apologised.
But it was too late to apologise~~
I'm reminded of that song every time part of the lyrics are said.
I didn't need the apology, but thanks for realising that I was only trying to help and be a good son/brother.

Then when I got home I had forgotten about the incident until my sister pissed me off again.
My mum called my sister's handphone, assuming that she was still out. But when she said she was at home, my mum told her to tell me to cook rice.

She said to tell me to cook rice because she thought that my sister was bluffing when she said that she was home. After all, this is the first time this year that she was home earlier than 7. Normally she comes home at 9 or 10.

So my mum called the house phone, and when I confirmed that my sister was home she said to tell my sister to cook rice, and specifically told me not to cook the rice, because it's always me who does the cooking other than my parents.

Guess what, in the end she completely daoed me when I told her to cook the rice, insisting that I was supposed to cook. Since dinner was at stake I didn't argue.

But I'm still pissed.

I don't know how many of my readers understood that, probably none. But that's what you get when you try to speak in PLOPER ENGRISH like Mr. Adrian Chan told us to do while blogging.

Speaking of Mr. Adrian Chan, he took over our class for English, because him and Miss Quah (our normal English teacher) had arranged some peer teaching and review programme. His lesson was quite interesting.

Well, the other lessons weren't much. Chemistry was quite fun because it was Lab session, Maths was OK, and the CEC investiture was spent listening through one earphone and trying to hide that I was listening, what with prefects stalking around on both sides of me.

Tomorrow is the Staff Training day! I'll be lanning!

And that's about all I guess. Need to do homework so that I won't have to tomorrow. Bye!
7:09 PM

Monday, January 28, 2008
I WORE LONG PANTS!!!
Yay For the second or third time I have reaffirmed my role as a senior in RI. But the pants are very hot so I'll only wear it on Monday.

Today we had Social Studies! The teacher made us talk about what we managed to discuss the last lesson where we split up for group discussion.

It was quite stupid, seeing that the previous lesson she was still giving instructions about how we were supposed to discuss after the bell rang. So we had like 5 mins of discussion before we had to be dismissed. Being the grp leader I had to talk some cock on the spot.

Then there was English! To sum it up in the words of Kok Peng, "This 30 minutes has made me like English."
It was anecdote sharing, and Zi Xuan, Russell, and Wang Peng were lined up one after the other. You do the math.

Then there was nothing much else interesting for the day... except for NPCC lah.
We had pizza! Haha suan the other ugs who saw us eating pizza.
We were "celebrating" a Teacher Officer who would be leaving RINPCC and go to HQ to do whatever he is supposed to do. And we had pizza!

After that we had to redesign the shelter for the National Campcraft Competition or smth. Mahr though of a nice new design that was surprisingly familiar to the Ngee Ann Sec's design which got owned.

I sense a link there...

But anyway, my fanfiction is dead. Dead. So, sorry, Katie, or anyone who was looking forward to the next chapter. Haiz. I had hoped to stay interested in it, but I just couldn't. Plus, all of my commitments and stuff just doesn't allow a lot of time for this.

Yeps, so byes!
8:53 PM

Sunday, January 27, 2008
As expected, we got owned.
But this was one of the first years in RI history that we managed to make the shelter stand! WOOHOO!

And so we're aiming for maybe top 50 or smth in the nationals XD.

Sian la... We spent like how long practicing for like 10 minutes of actual competition. It reminds me of some Chinese saying but I forgot what it was.

The competition was quite fun. We arrived at around 7.30 and was let off at about 12.45. For 10 minutes of competition. WTF.
But it was quite fun la. Fun like ho-*random guy bashes me with a hammer*
The guy teams went first, and we were given 10 minutes to make a shelter, a gadget, and a flagpole. We rushed like some crazy bugger but because the ground was quite hard to peg we didn't secure the shelter properly, and so our shelter was droopy.

Then it was the girls teams! As RI didn't have any girls teams (Damn!) Me and Suf went to support the lot that we were given previously, lot 1. The Ngee Ann Seconday sch or something was there, and they didn't have any supporters so we just sat there and said stuff like "Go Lot 1!"

We got daoed completely. Hmrph. They got owned really badly though, so that's some kind of retribution for daoing us. XD

Anyway, I'm looking forward to the nationals.

Hmm... what else?
Oh ya... after the competition we carried the 3m spars all the way from Koh Chuan to RI.... And I was counting how many pple stared at us.
Everyone, basically. Except for some girl that was drinking bubbletea and listening to earphones on the other side of the road.

Then after we put all the logistics (Why do they call it logistics anyway?) into the co room, me, LKY and KLL went to run 2.4. Sufyan and Chen Wei ponned it... hrmph.
I deproved by about 20 seconds to 11.40, LKY and KLL did about 12.30 or 12.15.
I'll try to hit below 11 next time.

Oh, and for those people who don't know, there's this really nice movie on Newgrounds called Race Across the Rainbow. Which is my nick in MSN. Check it out!

I'm really running out of stuff to blog about. And my phone can't upload pics to the computer so I can't show all the stuff I took during the competition. I want a new phone!!!! But I'll probably get it only at the end of the year.

Gotta go to church now, so byes.
10:04 AM

Friday, January 25, 2008
Well today is the day before the campcraft competition!

We met at around 2.30, and before that I had spammed pullups with Welras and co. My fingers had that close-to-blister red streak on them, and I made the STUPID STUPID choice to attempt the monkey bars.

Backwards.

So anyway, at the end of the monkey bar as I grabbed the last rung, I felt the unmistakable feeling of my skin tearing away on my left hand.
I stopped immediately of course, but it was too late. There was one wound where the skin had come off (In about a 10-cent coin shape and size) and would hurt like hell when I got home. In fact, it hurt like hell the whole day.

Then the second wound developed into a blister which was promptly burst the moment I grabbed a peg. Speaking of campcraft, we are so going to die. Apparently, in the history of RI we have never finished the shelter component, and neither did we in the mock competition we made. We need a miracle tomorrow.

Sigh, and the competition is Tomorrow. I'm reaching school at 6, to practice. That means no D-Gray man for me. In fact, I'm gonna sleep right after I finish this post and get my hair dry. (It took me a LONG time to bathe with 1 hand for everything)

Somemore rite.. I left the school at 8... tts like wtf la 2.30 to 8 to tie knots...

I'm too tired to even put back all the songs that SOMEONE SOMEHOW deleted from my mp3. Gah.

Okie going to set the timer recording for dgrayman. Byes for now.. I'll tell you how Cat high pwned everyone tomorrow.
9:23 PM

Thursday, January 24, 2008
YAY Romantic Princess is on TV!
I'll watch it when the baddie comes out. Becoz guess whos the baddie?
GENIE la...
I can't imagine her playing as a baddie...though she's not an Evil baddie or smth, just someone who wants the same thing as the protagonist and fights with her for a guy.

That reminds me... I want Fan Gun Ba! Dan Chao Fan Or something... the title quite weird. Anyway, in that show Genie is the main character! Plus some guy la. Then she was talking about some stalker that was obsessed with her, kept on calling her "Dear wife" and sending her sweets and even a bra!
Then she was like (In english) "It's too big, you know."

Weird fanboys...

Hmm where was I?
Oh ya and today was quite fun, but I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. It'll be damn hardcore becoz there will be campcraft training after school. And they need to cut our total time for the shelter by around 5 minutes wtf. I'll get rope burns like crazy trying to tie the bloody knots. Then Saturday will be the actual thing... I hope it dosen't override my tution time again becoz my math is deproving again.

I'm starting to appreciate my MP3. It has really brought me through all the boring classes where the teacher is as sian as me.

ARGH I'm bored!!!
I'm reading my bio book (becoz I don't feel like doing hmk) and listening to music while waiting for Azumanga Daioh to start. Argh.

KK I'm sidetracking like some bomb. Byes.
9:20 PM

Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Anyway, today was the first Inter UG muster parade! Yay!
For like 10 or so minutes, we had spent close to 40 minutes changing, briefing and practicing. A big stupid waste of time, that muster master whatever parade.

Then it was campcraft training again. Fuggle was laughing at us while they made some damn man ownage bridge while we tried to create a freakin' tripod. Quite embarrassing.

And then I went home after doing the usual chinups and stuff I normally do before going home.

Hmm nothing much happened today.

Oh wait, I remember! English oral presentation was really stupid. I was listening thru earphones after I presented. Heck, half the class was listening to music during the lesson and the teacher didn't notice, or care.

Also, RE was really boring again. Just lecture after lecture after lecture. I'm praying for CNY to be over, project allocations to be confirmed and then some real fun will start. =D
Of course, the only exciting thing was the speaker that was from Singapore zoo. She was around 3/4 the standard of the animal trainer I met in Malaysia (See my previous "Back from hols" posts for details).
Then there was also the Chinese letter writing test. I some bomb screwedup.

Ok gtg mug. (New year's resolution, don't be freaked out)
9:12 PM

Monday, January 21, 2008
It's my 60th post. You should note that. It'll be VERY important later on.

Anyway, today was the campcraft training thingiy AGAIN. The campcraft team wouldn't get to use the gym until after the competition, and I'm pissed. The funny thing though was that the Scouts changed roles with us... this time we were campcrafting and they were doing drills.

So anyway, I'm starting to develop blisters and rope burns from trying to hit 1 minute for a round lashing. I'm not up to standard yet... the other members are pretty fast.
Also, Mrs David mentioned the idea of extracurricular courses in NPCC. (That's like CCA in a CCA right?) Basically they could organise martial arts courses or stuff. I'm quite interested in the idea, actually. I'm hoping to learn some basic knowledge in martial arts.

When I got home, I tur- SWITCHED on the TV just in time to see an advertisement for a movie, "The Mist." It's based on a damn nice Stephen King story, and I hope that it's not too violent for me to watch. Basically the story is about how some unknown cause (hinted to be a military research facility) created a type of gateway into another world, and that gateway is a huge, expanding mist. Monsters of all types and species come out of the mist, and they start to take over the earth. From giant stuff to tentacled monsters to acid-web spiders to freaky flying bugs, the descriptions are pretty cool. The story ends with the narrator leaving the story behind as a record of his experience while he tries to drive his way out.
I hope the movie is good, to do justice to the novel.
And I think that I've blogged about this before.

In other news, my class is cold. Like reaallly cold. Half our class goes outside between lessons to warm up.

And... I think I'll spend tomorrow lazing in the library. I'm bored.
9:24 PM

Friday, January 18, 2008
こんばんわ! わたしわエオンです!
あの。。。
今日は非常に悪かった。。。わたしわ勉強不足です。
学校がひけてから残留。。。
怒っているです!!! =(

Sorry, suddenly felt like typing jap. Hope that blogger can support Japanese.
I quit in Sec 1 though, so I'm not too sure if I'm correct.
Not like you'd know if it's wrong.

Anyway, today was quite scrup. I found out that I read the grand total of 15 pages of Liao Zhai! Yay! And the book test is on Monday.

Also, I have a serious mental block with the 3rd draft (read: completely rewritten) Commonwealth Essay as I have decided to change the plot and thus the whole story. I don't even know why I do drafts.

And... saturday will be even more screwed up. There's Campcraft training from 12 to 5 wtf. 5 hours of knot tying... thats damn knots. NPCC is damn eager to win the campcraft competition lor...

Nothing else happened today, except that I fell asleep sitting on my sofa (again) for 3 hours the moment I reached home. I woke up in time for TV =D. Then I played Sonny and tried to beat the Zone 4 bosses. They're quite hard.
8:52 PM

Thursday, January 17, 2008
Anyway so I'll like to share a fairly amusing story I had today.

After school, I went to 3Q to talk cock with fuggle and ted for a while, then realised that I was going to have no time to practice my piano before class, so I went home.

When I reached home, I just dumped my mp3, wallet and handphone out of my pocket and onto the dining table before cooking lunch. (When there's pointy stuff in your pockets they (the pockets) tend to get dirty very fast)

So anyway, afternoon at my block is VERY quiet. Plus I didn't know that the power was shorted out. It was bright, I wasn't using any lights or fans so I didn't know that all the fishtanks were off till an hour later.

So after I cooked finished (now it was dead quiet- no sounds of the stove, no fishtank motors, no fans, no aircons or water running in the nearby units, no kids running around ground floor.)
I started to eat when I suddenly heard a very faint, familiar drumbeat.

After a minute or so of listening I suddenly realised that it was 幸福氧气! By Genie! The thought that I wasn't the only person I knew about that listens to Genie was quite encouraging. So I tried to hear to see if I could tell which unit it came from. Yeah I'm damn stalker so what.

But try as I might I couldn't find the source of the music! I went to the kitchen (which was closest to most of the nearby units) but the sound faded away there. I went to the balcony on the other side of the house but the sound faded again. In fact after probably ten minutes there was another faint song playing (another Chinese song hurray!) and I still couldn't find out where it was coming from. In fact, it seemed to be coming from my house!

I went to check on my computer (to see if the speakers were playing) and then I found out that the power was shot. But i didn't turn it back on immediately because I wanted silence to find that music.
However I kinda gave up after a while and went back to the dining table to eat my food that was getting cold. Then I heard another song start- this time "Dance Gate". It was heavy on bass drums so it travelled further and was easier to hear.

That's when I felt so stupid.

Guess where the music was coming from.

Guessed it?

It was from my MP3 player that was five feet from me all along. I forgot to turn it off and it had been playing in my pocket the whole way home. With the silence and drum-heavy songs I could just pick out faint sounds.

It kinda reminds me of the time I waited ten minutes for the traffic light when I was pressing on the wrong traffic light button (at a crossroads), or that time where I tried to walk down an escalator that was going up.

Yeah I'm dumb.

Anyway, I found out that I was quite tired. I played 1 song and slept all the way to 4.30 with my head on the piano until the doorbell woke me up. I need to sleep more...
9:27 PM

Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Some bomb lah.

Yesterday, due to some miscommunication between my parents, we ended up buying a lot of food for dinner. Here's how it happened.
First, yesterday night my father called me to say that he was in Balestier (however you spell it) and there was a new roasted duck stall. So he wanted to try it and told me to cook some white rice to eat with the duck later. I told him that normally my mum would have bought dinner by now so I should call her to check first.
Here's the phone convos.

Me and mum:
"Ya so dad wants to buy roast duck. Have you bought dinner yet?"
"I just bought fried rice and hong kong noodles, but it may not be enough. Tell your dad to go ahead and buy."
"Okie"

Me and dad
"Ok you can buy the duck."
"Ok."

Notice that our phone conversations are very short. Anyway, so when they came home I found out that my father bought a WHOLE duck plus rice. And I cooked rice already. And then we were too full for the stuff my mother bought home.

Did you know that fried rice tastes better with a few days old rice compared to using freshly cooked rice? So I just ate a nice dinner like that one I cooked last time. (Refer to archives for details.) This time though I didn't have chicken so I substitute by defrosting and chopping up a codfish. The dinner wasn't as good as last time's but it's still quite nice.

In other news I became Geog Rep through some strange turn of events. Now I need to settle some outing stuff... quite sian.
After geog was Bio. Nothing much happened, but I found out that Dexter was some pro at drawing. I'll start practicing soon.
After that, RE. I slept thru most of it.
Then NPCC! Muster (or Master?) parade. I got my ranks! And a couple of badges too. Now my uniform is heavier!

And that's all for today. Byes.
8:11 PM

Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Anyway, apparently anything other than IE can't see this skin properly. And adding links is hell for me becoz I have to make a nice curved shape for aesthetic appeal (I never know how to spell these stuff)
So, pple poll! if there's overwhelming response (among my maybe 4 or so regular viewers) I'll change it into another skin.

In other news, the new training schedule (especially the alternate-week Muster parade) for NPCC is damn sian... need to wear uniform every 2 weeks. This is made worse by how I WALK home. Those lucky buggers with parents to fetch have to carry the uniform the total distance of the parade square to the Raja block, while I have to lug the damn thing for a 15 to 20 minutes walk. Even the scouts think that the muster parade is useless. Hrmph.

Basically today was quite uneventful. Class was quite fun becoz there was a free period and Mrs Lim was surprisingly friendly. And I did all the "toughie" homework liao so I have time to slack and exercise properly now. Also, the OBS finally ended on a high. A bubble-tea worthy high no less. I remembered how screwing around with a bunch of vulgar and noisy boys in front of RJC girls can be so fun.

So, tomorrow is the official day where I can wear long pants!
With it though brings more responsibilities. I can no longer screw around and play powersliding in class (for the reason that long pants are harder to clean), and now I am officially a "senior" in the school. Time sure flies... I remember when I called Welras "that Walrus guy" during orientation and kena scolded by Mr Lim.

Then "that walrus guy" proceeded to own my balls off in armwrestling and pullups but that's a different story.

So, tomorrow is another Muster parade for NPCC! Yay! I get to do my uniform and do all kinds of cool stuff! *Does that cool Raffles Trail pose*
That was sarcasm.

Byes for now then.

EDIT
Aww crap I cut the belt too short. Now I'll look like some retard tomrorrow. Haix need to get a new belt soon.
7:23 PM

Monday, January 14, 2008
Ah well. I'm kinda bored so I opened up Blogger. So why not blog?
Anyway, today was nothing much lor... basically we met a bunch of new teachers that are going to teach us chem/geog/English for the rest of the two years probably. We gave the teachers a very bad impression of the class =D

Then it was PE! I discovered that I de-proved a lot since Sec 2, and now I get chao out of breath after 1.6km. Which is badd! And I can only do about 9 or so proper pull ups ba. Don't even get me started on my Sit and Reach.

Thus, I decided to make a lil' workout timetable, like the one Kwek has. Except mine would not be as masochistic as his. Anyway my timetable is just to maintain, not build.
So, here is a rough outline for all the weekdays.

Weekdays:
Morning- 30 situps, 20 pushups, jog to sch (On days where I'm not wearing long pants)
Afternoon- NPCC (Mon, Weds) Gym (Tues & Fri, if possible)
Evening- Walk back home. 2x 120 skipping rope, 20 R.Jumps, 20 pushups.
Night- . 30 situps, 30 pullups (over a period of time), roughly 20 pushups. Stretch, Sleep.

Saturday:
Morning- Stretch, 30 J.Jacks (Set of 8), 7 pullups.
Afternoon- Swim if possible, or else do hmk
Night- Situps, pullups, pushups, stretch, sleep

Sunday:
Morning- Gym (3.6KM, Lat pulldown, etc)
Afternoon- Church
Night- Situps, pullups, pushups, stretch, sleep again.

As you can see it's not that tough, but it'll maintain my fitness until I decide to increase it after NAPFA. Being easier means that it's easier to follow as well.

Hmm. Nothing else happened today, I guess. Just that there was a lot of talk about airport runways... it's an inside joke so nvm.
I'm starting to like my class. It's like a frigging noisy 2M. I laike!
9:00 PM

Sunday, January 13, 2008
Well OBS was really refreshing. I won't spend another lengthy blog post telling the the few people who read this blog exactly how I cooked the Milo (or how I seemed to be the only person on Sembawang Beach that night who could light a fire).
FYI: 3M and 3P were the groups that had the privilege to kayak to Sembawang.

Anyway, after returning from OBS, the thing that will probably remain deep-seated in my memory was not the kayaking, not the pitching of the tents, not even that night where it rained at the campsite where we trekked to, but the Jetty Jump.

I don't know how many people saw the Jetty Jump as just another test of wills or anything, but for me it was meaningful. Constantly worrying about my physical fitness, my results, my attitude, but always too lazy to do anything about it, the Jetty Jump resolved my commitments to "Improve my physical fitness, get 3.6 GPA and a six-pack!" as I yelled before stepping off the jetty.

Also, the other unique thing I experienced was the debrief where our watch "chipmunk!" passed around cards to give each other's anonymous impressions of each other.
Here are the main Pluses and Deltas that I got.

Pluses:
  1. Friendly
  2. Kind
  3. Hardworking
  4. Fun

Comments: Thanks. Though I don't know who wrote what, thanks for appreciating my efforts to be a good Food IC.

Delta(Minus)

  1. Serious
  2. Lousy leader
  3. Must have others to share loads with him.
  4. Always in his own world
  5. Too generous
  6. Too helpful

Comments:

  1. I'm serious because the rest of the group wasn't. Maybe it's my UG upbringing, but I can't tolerate the group being 45 minutes late for everything, and shortchanged the whole level because certain members preferred to eat biscuits instead of cleaning the store or doing any work for the matter.
  2. Lousy leader? I KNOW THAT. The problem is that some people refuse to be a leader, but then doesn't cooperate when one steps out. I don't want to be a leader either, but no one else volunteered so I had too.
  3. Must have others to share loads? Is that advice or criticism? If it's advice then thanks. If it's criticism then SORRY LA I'm not man enough to carry a backpack for 2, plus a tent plus the medical pouch for the whole trek, nor am I man enough to carry a white bin by myself. (Need I remind you that certain people carried two bottles and a map for the whole trek?)
  4. WTF?
  5. Thanks, sort of. I agree too.
  6. Ditto for #5.

As you can see I don't really like criticism. I can accept it, but only when I know I deserve it. In this case, I seriously think I tried my best to help the group in this camp. I tried motivating the group, I helped as much as I could, I chionged ahead to prepare meals for the group, I carried more stuff than most people did, and I spent the my time scrubbing the bloody groundsheets while some people refused to even carry it twenty meters to the store.

Damn, I'm ranting again.

Anyway, since my new class doesn't know about this blog as of yet, I would also not bitch about anyone in particular, nor will I become biased towards the foreign scholars because of this camp. I understand that they have never been in a camp of this level before, and it may have been very tough for them so that they had to take frequent rests.

Whatever it is, I'm still looking forward to knowing the rest of the class better.

Byes, gotta go to church now.
11:13 AM

Saturday, January 5, 2008
Yay this skin is back!
First, I would like to congratulate Kwek for his non-emoness now! Good that you've sorted out your thinking and all those complicated relationship issues. Now it's time to focus on studies (and of course sports). Sec 3 gives us many new responsibilities, as we are now the seniors.

Second, I will be bitching about my homework. Do not read if you are offended by rantings and/or crude language.
You have been warned.


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Argh what the fuck is wrong with this year! I know that there are higher responsibilities and stuff like that but it's like woah.

First up, holiday homework. Due to a shift of mentality and a general decrease in brain activity over the holidays, when the time came to chiong the Book Report at the last minute (I know you guys do this too) I found myself hopelessly perfectionist. Hopelessly bloody perfectionist.
I started doing my book report on Tuesday night, at around 7. I took a pretty leisurely way of doing, listening to music, going to the kitchen frequently to get drinks, eating a nice long dinner, and watching TV at 10. I slept at 12, which is kinda normal.

Aha! But Wednesday, I realised how little I did, and there was Chinese tomorrow. I went hardcore chionging. I grabbed a jug of water in the room, used earphones to minimise outside distractions, and had dinner in the computer room, eating with one hand and typing with the other, daoing almost everyone on MSN. I started at 6, slept at 1. Still not complete.

Thursday. Our Chinese teacher told us to hand it in today. Of course, I was not done yet. I told myself that I had to hand it in tomorrow, latest.

Hardcore choinged again. Once again, started at 6, but slept at 2. I ate an entire bar of chocolate before starting. Still not fucking done. I was so pissed when I fell asleep on the keyboard for the 3rd time that I grabbed a stack of newspaper, held them against a wall and started punching it. At 2am. My fists ended up really red, and one of my knuckles started bleeding a bit. Then I went to sleep.

On hindsight that seemed stupid, but I was too frustrated by my perfectionist-ism. What I would probably complete in a few hours in Sec 2 has taken me more than 15 hours and counting, excluding small breaks where I would be on MSN for a while. I haven't even touched the Battlefield 2142 that Jordan lent me.

So. Friday. Same thing. I realised that I had very little time left to do anything, and so I continued chionging. Still wasn't done, but on the other hand I wasn't very hardcore on Friday either. Still, I totally tanked out. I sat on my bed to SMS at around 12 and I fell asleep sitting down. Until next morning.

So, today's Saturday. And I have no time. I had (I cancelled yesterday night) tuition from 10 to 12, then need to reach school at 12.45 (In full NPCC uniform), go home at 5, bathe and go back out to my grandma's house at 5.30, reach home at 10+. Next day, I have church at 12 to 4, go home, then go out again at 6 or earlier for a dinner, until late in the night. Then next day's OBS.

I still need to buy my OBS stuff, too. I have no idea when I can buy them. Also, the commonwealth essay is due after OBS. Good thing I wrote it already.

And why the fuck am I blogging now?

Yeah I know it's my fault that I didn't do work during the hols, but isn't this a bit too much punishment? Ah well. I'll cope. I always do.

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End of rant.

Ok now to school life. First few days at school were ok. I don't really like my class though... too noisy. I prefer something more quiet.
Anyway, hows my teachers?
Chinese: Mdm Bek.
Bio: Some old boy. He's pretty easygoing.
Math: Mrs Lim.
SS: Fuggle's FT, the one that talked abt not propaganda.
Physics: My FT, Mrs Eunice Tay. We call her ET lol.
Philo: Some guy who lost his voice. Hes quite fun, I think.
Now, I don't know who's my English, GE, Chem or PE teacher. We'll just have to wait and see.
So far though, the teachers seem pretty easy to get along with. Just need to clear up all my current homework and I should be set for the rest of the year. No more slacking this year... I'm aiming for NCO position, around 3.6 GPA, beat at least 3 more ex-2mers at arm wrestling, 14 chinups, Gold for Napfa, and more defined abs.

Anyway, now I know why muggers are so weird. All that studying must fry their brain like it did to me.
Anyway, gotta go do my homework now that my tuition is cancelled. Byes.
9:30 AM

Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Yeah the skin is gone. Forgot to save it while messing around with it.
Anyway, I'll post it back when I have time, but not now. I still need to rush out my Chinese and probably redo my commonwealth essay. Talk later. byes.
9:42 PM


Well, the first day of school was pretty fun. I only knew about 3 pple in my class, 3M. But I bet after the OBS we'll be buddies liao.
Anyway, so today there was no lessons (but they start tmr) but instead some station games and an OBS talk. I'm really looking forward to OBS.
Well not much time to talk now... need to rush my homework. Byes.
P.S I think this is my shortest post ever.
5:37 PM

Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Well... I'm kinda screwed.

I planned to finish up my book report today (YES I PROCRASTINATED) while my parents were off at work thinking that I've finished my homework long time ago. As luck would have it, I forgot that today was a public holiday. Doh!
So, my parents are home, constantly walking into the computer room and checking on me. And if they see anything Chinese on the computer screen I'm screwed.
Oh, and I'm going out for lunch with relatives, which kinda leaves me with little time to do anything.


I planned to make some new year resolutions and reflections on this blog post but since I don't have time I'll save this post as a draft until I can.

Ok Back.

Bah. My parent's were shittin' me again.

"So, we are going for lunch with Grandma?"

"Yep."

"Nothing else after that?"

"Yes."

"Sure?"

"Yes! *gives the "what an irritating child" look*"

Later on in the lift to the void deck...

"Here, hold this."

"Chocolates? For Grandma?"

"No. We're going to your aunt's house after that."

....

So, I came home at 7. diaoz. Who heard of a 7 hour "lunch"?
If you noticed, I have a new skin.

It's a new year. Like I told Kwek, it's a new chance, a new start, a new day. Like the double-headed eagle, one must look to his past with fond memories and to his future with bright ambition and drive. I guess my life... all our lives are like that. We are young and strong, we have bright futures. But when the time has come for us to stop running ahead, we take a rest and look around at the wonders that we missed while only focusing on running. There is a time to slow down, there is a time to run. Now, it is our turn. The baton has been passed to us. We run,

What the hell was I talking about just now? o.O

Anyway, the new skin is a sort of symbol for the new year. (I hated the previous skin anyway) and with this skin, this blog shall change. No longer the idiotic posts of before, no longer the other stuff that I used to do. With this new year, this blog will be more mature, more thoughtful, but yet more intimate, as blogs should be.

Bloody hell what am I writing? I'm getting influenced by to much Lit stuff.

OKOK I'll just sum up my thoughts and reflections on the previous year.

Since my blog started a few months ago, I've grown more attached to blogging. Blogging has become closer to me, leaving me to think through my love life, helping me through the exams, understanding other people through their blogs, and of course reminding me of what I have instead of what I don't.

Blogging to me is not just a public diary. It is the proverbial, virtual mirror that allows you to go back and laugh at your childish rants the day after you write them. It allows a realisation of previous attitude problems and continual self-improvement. Perhaps blogs are more of a old-picture album. Looking at the yellowed sepia pictures of life's ups and downs, you smile with fond memories, and sometimes, embarrassed grins. That, I feel, is blogging.

funlikehorfun has represented what I feel teenage years should be. I'm not going to be that emo freaks that most youngsters are-there are better things to do with our "golden" years. Teenage years are all about finding an identity, making friends, carving niches, exploring and expanding your world, while having random and nonsensical fun. Like Hor fun.

Only two major events has happened since I opened up my blog. The first is of me confessing to my crush, and the second is now- the transitional phase from 2M into a whole new class, 3M.

Number 1.

Well, her name will be protected for HER privacy. I've liked her for years now. Being from my church, we pretty much grew up together. I like to think that we were once childhood good friends, but whatever it is we kinda drifted away when I was p6.

I guess that's when I started having a crush on her. Pretty stupid though. For a long time I could only think about her. I even did chinups by the alphabet of her name. -.-" Ya I know la.. dumb right? Anyway, one day for some reason I just woke up and realised that "I just don't love you no more... rain outside my window pouring down.."

Craig David's Don't love you no more, btw. So, that's when I actually had the guts to tell her since there was nothing to lose. Ended up, there was no mutual feelings. But I didn't feel bad, because most of my feelings for her had gone, leaving only a desire to be friends once again.

I guess that I fell for the first cute girl I saw with a nice personality, and mistook love for a mix of infatuation and admiration. Whatever it is, we ended up without feeling awkward or anything and I suffered no emotional trauma. I think that's a property boys who go through "thru-trains" of boys schools exhibit: A higher chance to be despo in Secondary School.

And with that, the episode ended without any bumps in the road.

Number 2: Splitting of classes.

Seriously, 1-2M has been like the funnest, most bonded classes I ever had. If I had a choice I'll be with this class for the rest of my Secondary school life.

But then again all the cheem crap I said earlier about not looking back would be void and you'll beat me up for being hypocritical. So, despite not wanting to, I know that it's a new year and I should be looking forward to spending my next two years with my soon-to-be close friends. I seriously doubt that anyone can take the place of 2M in my heart in this few years, though.

So, anyway, it's the new year. My TV show is on, so byes for now.

Just so you remember: A Happy New Year requires you to make it so.
10:53 AM

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