2007 has been a turbulent year. i had my happy times, i had my sad times.
elation, satisfaction, joy like i have not felt in my 4 years in the more sterile ri. rjc is just steps away, but rjc is totally different. this year, the first time anybody celebrated my birthday, this year, the first time i actually talked to my contemporaries of the fairer sex. in pri sch i didnt really mix with them, and in ri there were none of them. they might be petty, ignorant, selfish (and the rg ones manly), but they are interesting to know, i suppose.
achieving something extra curricular, becoming the chairman. small club, but chair, nonetheless. my pride, my joy. in ri, i was the slacker, the lucky slacker who raped the cca records with 28 points without going for more than a quarter of the trainings, the slacker that maybe many despised. maybe many detested.
pissed off, when i saw the throngs of prcs. in my og, then in my class. anger and frustration gave way to regret, when i realized karma might have been at work. the years of happying around 4p telling shida how condemned china is and making his life miserable might have brought this upon me.
despair, when i screwed up my econs and my promos. depression, when my cca almost crumbled. when caq was not approved, when tk called the schools individually to cancel the caq.
suicidal, when i first met my pw, when i did pw, when i submitted pw. suicidal when i got a2 for hcl. suicidal when i screwed up my SPAs.
crests and troughs, of amplitudes far greater than those in my relatively sheltered ri life. choppy. foamy.
2007 is a turning point. things changed in 2007. things happened in 2007. but 2007 is about to be over. i thank everyone for the pleasant and happy memories. i will always treasure. to those who have made my life unpleasant, watch out. im waiting to see your downfall, and im always ready to rub it in.
2008 will be a tough year. a fucking tough year ahead. i here resolve to work hard to whip my A levels damn hard. and i shall endeavor to be nicer.
Happy New Year Everyone.
Monday, December 31, 2007
i want to break free
disaster strikes, again.
nope, not the bhutto assassination. thats be sodof old news.
ihc has not been approved.
well, well, im still not very clear why it has not been approved or whether the councilors can overwrite the previous approval or even whether the previous correspondence with dangerous dave even constituted an approval.
as chairman, im pretty disappointed, because im leading the club into a labyrinth of tunnels. dark, deep shitholes. (as an individual, no ihc, less work to do, more time to mug) in good tradition, we screwed up caq. in good tradition, from what i heard about it from sengteck n alan. n from the j2s themselves.
while i feel that the club should exist peacefully minding its weekly activities, it has come to my attention that going for weekly sessions doesnt give u any mileage on ur testimonial. for the chair, its ok, but for the member, it looks like shit on his records.
even if i dont really like them, i guess im responsible for them. so now i just have to hope that the acjc-rjc thingy sodof gets approved. so theres some big shit to write in their testimonials.
cca feste jan 9th. which doesnt leave me with too much time. must meet them and chart the path till june, when i will just handover and start mugging for As already. the sessions already seem very screwed up. the j2s, our batch, decided that theres nothing in recas for them to look forward to. they dont want to discuss, debate or listen. and the few who talk already move to other ccas cos they have no positions.
my life is pretty screwed up. a string of Bs and i hardly mugged this hols. 1 month of attachment almost consumed my whole holidays. i didnt do any SAT on my flights, because the plane stank of china and the seats were really cramp (or better, i became really tall). SAT is in 26 days. and i cant get more than 2000. screw it. my results are seriously gg.
if j1 is supposedly the slow, relax, play ur dick off year, then im seriously going to die. i already dont think i can finish my homework n revise, much less mug like a mugger. add to it my AP & H3, seriously im going to get fucked damn badly.
and cip. and helping aaron and jordan if possible. but i hope they dont count on me to set up the club.
life is fucking tough.
nope, not the bhutto assassination. thats be sodof old news.
ihc has not been approved.
well, well, im still not very clear why it has not been approved or whether the councilors can overwrite the previous approval or even whether the previous correspondence with dangerous dave even constituted an approval.
as chairman, im pretty disappointed, because im leading the club into a labyrinth of tunnels. dark, deep shitholes. (as an individual, no ihc, less work to do, more time to mug) in good tradition, we screwed up caq. in good tradition, from what i heard about it from sengteck n alan. n from the j2s themselves.
while i feel that the club should exist peacefully minding its weekly activities, it has come to my attention that going for weekly sessions doesnt give u any mileage on ur testimonial. for the chair, its ok, but for the member, it looks like shit on his records.
even if i dont really like them, i guess im responsible for them. so now i just have to hope that the acjc-rjc thingy sodof gets approved. so theres some big shit to write in their testimonials.
cca feste jan 9th. which doesnt leave me with too much time. must meet them and chart the path till june, when i will just handover and start mugging for As already. the sessions already seem very screwed up. the j2s, our batch, decided that theres nothing in recas for them to look forward to. they dont want to discuss, debate or listen. and the few who talk already move to other ccas cos they have no positions.
my life is pretty screwed up. a string of Bs and i hardly mugged this hols. 1 month of attachment almost consumed my whole holidays. i didnt do any SAT on my flights, because the plane stank of china and the seats were really cramp (or better, i became really tall). SAT is in 26 days. and i cant get more than 2000. screw it. my results are seriously gg.
if j1 is supposedly the slow, relax, play ur dick off year, then im seriously going to die. i already dont think i can finish my homework n revise, much less mug like a mugger. add to it my AP & H3, seriously im going to get fucked damn badly.
and cip. and helping aaron and jordan if possible. but i hope they dont count on me to set up the club.
life is fucking tough.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Back from PRC
8 days flew by fast
my 5th trippe to prc
amoy, chuenchiu, zangziu, teochew, swatow, kityang
basically all south east china.
i learnt quite a lot, and was pleasantly surprised.
like how southeners dont share the nationalist fervor that transpires among the harbinese and the other northerners that infest rj. many people in these places i visited fear and despise mao tse tung and prc more than herpes and warts.
these people are envious of the success story that is taiwan or roc, whatever u wanna call it, and they suffered graetly during the cultural revolution. because in china during the revolution, if u have foreign relatives, u r to be supervised. many of them lost their land and valuables and family heirlooms and whatnot and were even sent into the villages to 'gai zao' them and make them friends of the revolution.
interestingly, people from teochew have great business acumen, such that over a quarter of chinese wealth is controlled by teochews. and teochew is only a very wee enclave in guangdong province. teochews dominate the rich lists in south east asia as well, with the richest pinoy n indon being teochew. li ka shing is also teochew. lol impressive. if teochews have so much business smarts, then how come im so poor?
many of the richest chinese are from the swatow part of the teochew speaking area. but swatow is mother poor. maybe its because the real pros have the brains and the balls to escape from china before mao took over china.
i visited my 'relatives' in a little village called seng kang. haha. 桑港 actually. they did bear some resemblance to us, but they looked primitive. we have larger rounder eyes. they have slitty little eyes and seem to have very long upper limbs or suffer from bone loss in their backs. they seemed stuck in the past, when we have all moved along and evolved.
but they were bloody rich. all of them have sets of gold teeth. but its cos of remittances from their overseas relations, ie, my grandfather and grand uncle, who together donated a whopping 200 000 RMB to the little village! that they named the main road of the village, which was basically a one lane road after them. riiight.
自扫门前雪
well the chinks epitomise this. they even bring it to an all new level. they literally sweep their rubbish out onto the main road, from amoy to swatow. the roads are filthy. i took a photo of a road, which was wet from a choked gutter, which smelt from the filth, the rotting cabbage from the vegetable stall, the foodwaste from the chuan shao stall and more. SUVs are practical in china, the roads are bathed in plastic bottles, broken wood furniture, glass shards, that it feels like a journey through the densest and harshest cross of a tundra and the malaysian rainforest.
to be continewed.
my 5th trippe to prc
amoy, chuenchiu, zangziu, teochew, swatow, kityang
basically all south east china.
i learnt quite a lot, and was pleasantly surprised.
like how southeners dont share the nationalist fervor that transpires among the harbinese and the other northerners that infest rj. many people in these places i visited fear and despise mao tse tung and prc more than herpes and warts.
these people are envious of the success story that is taiwan or roc, whatever u wanna call it, and they suffered graetly during the cultural revolution. because in china during the revolution, if u have foreign relatives, u r to be supervised. many of them lost their land and valuables and family heirlooms and whatnot and were even sent into the villages to 'gai zao' them and make them friends of the revolution.
interestingly, people from teochew have great business acumen, such that over a quarter of chinese wealth is controlled by teochews. and teochew is only a very wee enclave in guangdong province. teochews dominate the rich lists in south east asia as well, with the richest pinoy n indon being teochew. li ka shing is also teochew. lol impressive. if teochews have so much business smarts, then how come im so poor?
many of the richest chinese are from the swatow part of the teochew speaking area. but swatow is mother poor. maybe its because the real pros have the brains and the balls to escape from china before mao took over china.
i visited my 'relatives' in a little village called seng kang. haha. 桑港 actually. they did bear some resemblance to us, but they looked primitive. we have larger rounder eyes. they have slitty little eyes and seem to have very long upper limbs or suffer from bone loss in their backs. they seemed stuck in the past, when we have all moved along and evolved.
but they were bloody rich. all of them have sets of gold teeth. but its cos of remittances from their overseas relations, ie, my grandfather and grand uncle, who together donated a whopping 200 000 RMB to the little village! that they named the main road of the village, which was basically a one lane road after them. riiight.
自扫门前雪
well the chinks epitomise this. they even bring it to an all new level. they literally sweep their rubbish out onto the main road, from amoy to swatow. the roads are filthy. i took a photo of a road, which was wet from a choked gutter, which smelt from the filth, the rotting cabbage from the vegetable stall, the foodwaste from the chuan shao stall and more. SUVs are practical in china, the roads are bathed in plastic bottles, broken wood furniture, glass shards, that it feels like a journey through the densest and harshest cross of a tundra and the malaysian rainforest.
to be continewed.
Monday, December 24, 2007
rose
went to sentosa yesterday. got hell a lot of ppl. now i know the power of consumers, especially during festival seasons!
i shall continue later, gtgo.
i shall continue later, gtgo.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
bon voyage
dear don has juz departed for china, so i hav taken over the duty to keep our blog alive and continue entertaining the fellow viewers.
erh, what to say?oya.im moving to RIB soon. on 26th Dec. pretty soon, huh? for me, its sort of bless. finally i dun need to wake up so early every morning and travel by MRT. u know? this whole year, i arrived to school everyday with my shirt soaked in sweat due to the rush from MRT station to school.
but the food in RIB sucks as i heard and i am pretty sure about the rumour. also, my rooming arrangement quite sucks as well. but im trying to change room and stay with hongjiang, if possible. haha, at least i won't be killed when i am sleeping. heehee.
talk about SAT. my progress on the word list still stops at A. sigh. hopeless. but i must get 2300 in the first time. no matter how much time and effort i have to put in! cause my co-ogl juz got another 2320 after zhang qiao's gal friend! haha. and i heard the a bw guy scored full marks! are they really human being! f^*k!
have an argument with my parents today! sigh. about taiwan. i juz said that i dun care whether taiwan is a country or not and my father was ranging! asked me where my national pride is and hav i been staying too close to some taiwanese? sigh.
nope, dad. i learnt that from don tan. but seriously, what s so important about it???
life is tough!
going to sentosa again tomorrow! but with my parents, cause they are leaving soon.
erh, what to say?oya.im moving to RIB soon. on 26th Dec. pretty soon, huh? for me, its sort of bless. finally i dun need to wake up so early every morning and travel by MRT. u know? this whole year, i arrived to school everyday with my shirt soaked in sweat due to the rush from MRT station to school.
but the food in RIB sucks as i heard and i am pretty sure about the rumour. also, my rooming arrangement quite sucks as well. but im trying to change room and stay with hongjiang, if possible. haha, at least i won't be killed when i am sleeping. heehee.
talk about SAT. my progress on the word list still stops at A. sigh. hopeless. but i must get 2300 in the first time. no matter how much time and effort i have to put in! cause my co-ogl juz got another 2320 after zhang qiao's gal friend! haha. and i heard the a bw guy scored full marks! are they really human being! f^*k!
have an argument with my parents today! sigh. about taiwan. i juz said that i dun care whether taiwan is a country or not and my father was ranging! asked me where my national pride is and hav i been staying too close to some taiwanese? sigh.
nope, dad. i learnt that from don tan. but seriously, what s so important about it???
life is tough!
going to sentosa again tomorrow! but with my parents, cause they are leaving soon.
Friday, December 21, 2007
her perfect body
it's with little consolation that i find out that i am not taking china eastern. im taking china airlines. apparently it has a wee better safety record. but with china, u never know whether they is bluff. and we be beat.
the flight is be 0815 +8GMT. i will be in the airport 2 hrs earlier, and the sky isnt bright yet. doesnt help that tomorrow is the winter solstice. but then ar, i dont think thats very big deal in singapore. except sesame glutinous rice balls, maybe.
i wanted to do some mugging, but i slacked off the past few days. yesterday i amused myself watching korban on youtube. i find korban really amusing. especially when u slash the animal's throat halfway across, in the process opening its windpipe and cutting some bits of jugular veins.
and then dump the poor beast on some groundsheet for it to bleed to death. and struggle, and bleed, and try to stand up, and fall, and bleed, and bleat. for a good 2 mins at least. bleat, bleat, bleat. not bah bah bah.
and u say, 'tais toi, pauvre bete!'
hehe. well its a good deed. u kill and bleed these animals, so that the poor may have their fill of meat once a year. septic shock, agony, till the blood drips dry. and curried rib eye.
but i will be no hypocrite. i do eat meat. and i think kambing soup can taste great. i hears that the mosque at clementi performs korban. the one near my old pathetic hdb flat. yupp, apparently my mom saw the sacrifice before. excursion next year.
hehe.
the flight is be 0815 +8GMT. i will be in the airport 2 hrs earlier, and the sky isnt bright yet. doesnt help that tomorrow is the winter solstice. but then ar, i dont think thats very big deal in singapore. except sesame glutinous rice balls, maybe.
i wanted to do some mugging, but i slacked off the past few days. yesterday i amused myself watching korban on youtube. i find korban really amusing. especially when u slash the animal's throat halfway across, in the process opening its windpipe and cutting some bits of jugular veins.
and then dump the poor beast on some groundsheet for it to bleed to death. and struggle, and bleed, and try to stand up, and fall, and bleed, and bleat. for a good 2 mins at least. bleat, bleat, bleat. not bah bah bah.
and u say, 'tais toi, pauvre bete!'
hehe. well its a good deed. u kill and bleed these animals, so that the poor may have their fill of meat once a year. septic shock, agony, till the blood drips dry. and curried rib eye.
but i will be no hypocrite. i do eat meat. and i think kambing soup can taste great. i hears that the mosque at clementi performs korban. the one near my old pathetic hdb flat. yupp, apparently my mom saw the sacrifice before. excursion next year.
hehe.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
instant pleasure
hey, dude.
if u die on the way to china, i will be sad.
but please make sure my book is safe.
i will be more upset if it is gone. heehee.
if u die on the way to china, i will be sad.
but please make sure my book is safe.
i will be more upset if it is gone. heehee.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
just give me sex whenever i want it
i cant live without a maid.
its been slightly over 4 days without a maid and im foaming. i have to clear up after myself. my cups wont just disappear from my computer table. plates wont just disappear from my study. fruits dont slice themselves and drinks dont pour themselves.
clothes dont wash themselves. so today i decided to find out how to use a washing machine. after 30 mins i found the manual, and within 5 minutes i gave up trying to understand. anyway even if i understand whats init it would take me another 30 mins to find the soap powder, 20 mins to find the softener and after that eternity to find a dry scoop so that the bloody powder wont turn into rock hard lumps.
so we will all live in whatever clothes we have left.
the house is sodof getting filthy. i found out how difficult it is to clean my glass dining table so that it sparkles and theres not soap scum marks. i still cant do it, btw.
and my fucking deuter is still mossy.
anyway going to china soon. hehe. im confused what airline im flying.
if im flying SQ or SIA, then all is mostly well. if i am flying china eastern, then, er, in the very likely case that i should die in the sky, zhenan ur SAT prep book will be burnt with me over the south china sea.
its been slightly over 4 days without a maid and im foaming. i have to clear up after myself. my cups wont just disappear from my computer table. plates wont just disappear from my study. fruits dont slice themselves and drinks dont pour themselves.
clothes dont wash themselves. so today i decided to find out how to use a washing machine. after 30 mins i found the manual, and within 5 minutes i gave up trying to understand. anyway even if i understand whats init it would take me another 30 mins to find the soap powder, 20 mins to find the softener and after that eternity to find a dry scoop so that the bloody powder wont turn into rock hard lumps.
so we will all live in whatever clothes we have left.
the house is sodof getting filthy. i found out how difficult it is to clean my glass dining table so that it sparkles and theres not soap scum marks. i still cant do it, btw.
and my fucking deuter is still mossy.
anyway going to china soon. hehe. im confused what airline im flying.
if im flying SQ or SIA, then all is mostly well. if i am flying china eastern, then, er, in the very likely case that i should die in the sky, zhenan ur SAT prep book will be burnt with me over the south china sea.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
LIFT
today heard from daniel, LIFT. Life Is Fucking Tough. True. dry run 2 was tiring cause got a lot of og stuff to do. the third ogl is okay although there were really quite some comments about him from my friends. Although he is too environmental-friendly,(heehee,he actually emailed the whole oteamer group to remind everyone to bring their own utensils cause it may conserve the environment.)but i found it ok. that is what he think is right and what people ought to do in nature. tomorrow is another tough day, gotta go sentosa again! freak!
first day not mugging with don, sianzzzz. almost no one to talk to.
LIFT
first day not mugging with don, sianzzzz. almost no one to talk to.
LIFT
Monday, December 17, 2007
marilyn merlot
that is one funky bottle of wine.
studying was unproductive. zhenan was being himself. i was reading about sook ching and all and i actually sympathized with the japs who were executed. lol seriously. the whole war crimes trial was merely victor's justice with the prosecutor, the judge and the jury all rolled in one. the atmosphere of the trials were just disgusting, were a mere sham of the sanctity of the courts.
some of these people might have stuck electrodes to boobs or bamboos into holes, but everyone did it. argumentum ad populem, but if these individual soldiers didnt do it, they risk being whooped by their superior officers. apparently the imperial army was a sadist shack, and superiors punch, slap, kick inferiors. many of the soldiers garrisoned in sgp fought through china and were battle hardened. the chinese there killed their brethens, so it is hard not to expect them to act in such an irrational manner. many of them are conscripts, and not in the right frame of mind and wont follow the way of the samurai and the code of honor and what not. and seriously, for some of the high ranking officers, i dont believe they had tacitly approved of the carnage.
rape of nanking was heinous, but chiang kai shek also killed the families of suspected communist sympathisers. his own people. yet, the world didnt really care. yupp commies, deserve to die, but it seems like it is generally acceptable to kill your own people cos that's home affairs and none of anyones business. think idi amin, think sese mobutu seko, think maozedong, think stalin.
but it is hard to draw the line, i think. where do u draw the line to prevent some nation from harming herself viz a nation being herself? cultural differences, but how far should we go to respect them, and should we impose our cultural ways on others? now killing jews is sod of questionable. but like, suttee, has been practised since time immemorial.
yesterday at aarons wasnt that good, cos we didnt really mix. lenny was being the manly scouty lenny, starting the fire and doing all the other man stuff.
tomorrow is be slacking and packing, cos
IM GOING TO CHINA!
studying was unproductive. zhenan was being himself. i was reading about sook ching and all and i actually sympathized with the japs who were executed. lol seriously. the whole war crimes trial was merely victor's justice with the prosecutor, the judge and the jury all rolled in one. the atmosphere of the trials were just disgusting, were a mere sham of the sanctity of the courts.
some of these people might have stuck electrodes to boobs or bamboos into holes, but everyone did it. argumentum ad populem, but if these individual soldiers didnt do it, they risk being whooped by their superior officers. apparently the imperial army was a sadist shack, and superiors punch, slap, kick inferiors. many of the soldiers garrisoned in sgp fought through china and were battle hardened. the chinese there killed their brethens, so it is hard not to expect them to act in such an irrational manner. many of them are conscripts, and not in the right frame of mind and wont follow the way of the samurai and the code of honor and what not. and seriously, for some of the high ranking officers, i dont believe they had tacitly approved of the carnage.
rape of nanking was heinous, but chiang kai shek also killed the families of suspected communist sympathisers. his own people. yet, the world didnt really care. yupp commies, deserve to die, but it seems like it is generally acceptable to kill your own people cos that's home affairs and none of anyones business. think idi amin, think sese mobutu seko, think maozedong, think stalin.
but it is hard to draw the line, i think. where do u draw the line to prevent some nation from harming herself viz a nation being herself? cultural differences, but how far should we go to respect them, and should we impose our cultural ways on others? now killing jews is sod of questionable. but like, suttee, has been practised since time immemorial.
yesterday at aarons wasnt that good, cos we didnt really mix. lenny was being the manly scouty lenny, starting the fire and doing all the other man stuff.
tomorrow is be slacking and packing, cos
IM GOING TO CHINA!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
i. need. a life.
today i havent done any mugging. today a typical saturday. the week has been fairly productive. i did some mugging, although i still know no shit of physics that i had set myself out to do. by monday chemistry would be done, and then i would be slacking at home preparing for my trip to china and more.
i need to get a life. all that i do in my spare time is surf wikipedia and porn. im now sick of both. and i should do less of both, cos my eyesight is really, really bad now.
bah.
barbecue at aarons tomorrow. see all u coolios there tmr.
i need to get a life. all that i do in my spare time is surf wikipedia and porn. im now sick of both. and i should do less of both, cos my eyesight is really, really bad now.
bah.
barbecue at aarons tomorrow. see all u coolios there tmr.
Friday, December 14, 2007
cogito
1. i read that the public service division is be upping the compensation of top civil servants and ministers between 4 n 21% come 2008. well i cant exactly say that this is right or wrong, good or bad.
in tough times, and good times as well, we understand we need to retain top talent in the civil service. fair enough. civil servants also deserve a similar remuneration to those in the private sector. i will let this pass.
but so far it seems like the pay of the top civil servants have increased the most. they know they need to retain talent, so they pay retentions to keep themselves in her service.
it seems to me suspiciously like the management blackmailing itself to stay. it seems like it came straight out of dilbert. the catbert in me wants to purr in delight.
2. thailand, burma, malaysia. yupp, asean is be becoming da moz happening 'hood.
i dont really know much about thailand because theres no way for a non-elite but very caring person to know whether thaksin was actually corrupt and mismanaged the country or the military was misguided or self serving. although from the external pov thaksin must have done a pretty job because the baht grew strong and the economy wasnt fledging from chuan leekpais time.
myanmar is really severely mismanaged. u may already know that i am all guts, no heart, but i actually felt for the burmese people. on one hand, the cynic that is my gut (and its eminence) feels that they have never experienced our kind of life so they dont know what shit they are actually in, but having a depraved few abusing the general populance even after fattening itself so much fleecing on so little belonging to so many, i am stirred.
but burma is tricky business. i dont see aungsansuukyi as a good leader in peacetime. her claim to fame was aung san, undeniably. not purely her own merit. much like the nehru-gandhi family. and it is hard to divorce the individual soldier from the burmese. these soldiers are the sons of the barmans who have had little choice but to serve the self serving. if other countries just happy happy invade the country it is easy to foresee more suffering for the people.
malaysia is really screwed up. now im not a person particularly bothered by discrimination. in fact i actively engage in such activities. but how malaysia has managed to get away with decades of racial discrimination confounds me. i agree that racial apportionment might have prevented the significant minorities from dumping the people of the land in the dust. but this whole policy is just too harrison bergernon-ish. instead of helping the people of the land, the emigre are disadvantaged because the amount available cannot be increased, and because of less able management perhaps because of the requirement of having the people of the land in power.
3. the idealist in me hopes that hindraf can succeed. that the world can step in to stop the nonsense that is umno, the nonsense that is the current unfair, unequitable status quo. but of course, the pragmatist in me tells me that if malaysia is rid of her ills then singapore is surely and very quickly screwed.
maybe singapore might fissure, from the rich poor gapp. although i actually find little problem with the singapore taxation system, maybe something should be done for the lower income group. though this is a tricky issue. while we can concede that decisions that led them to the rut were made on imperfect information, clearly there is no decision in this real world that has been made with perfect knowledge. society has not been kind to them, but society is not to blame.
but society had better help these people. if they have nothing, they have nothing to lose, and they become desperate, and the peace and tranquil and good property valuations would all be lost. from the pragmatic side, it is like protection money that might be extortionate from the general society to them, and we better do it.
4. today is shidas last day at work. so zhenan and i celebrated at ajisen in bishan, in his absence.
5. studying today was unproductive.
in tough times, and good times as well, we understand we need to retain top talent in the civil service. fair enough. civil servants also deserve a similar remuneration to those in the private sector. i will let this pass.
but so far it seems like the pay of the top civil servants have increased the most. they know they need to retain talent, so they pay retentions to keep themselves in her service.
it seems to me suspiciously like the management blackmailing itself to stay. it seems like it came straight out of dilbert. the catbert in me wants to purr in delight.
2. thailand, burma, malaysia. yupp, asean is be becoming da moz happening 'hood.
i dont really know much about thailand because theres no way for a non-elite but very caring person to know whether thaksin was actually corrupt and mismanaged the country or the military was misguided or self serving. although from the external pov thaksin must have done a pretty job because the baht grew strong and the economy wasnt fledging from chuan leekpais time.
myanmar is really severely mismanaged. u may already know that i am all guts, no heart, but i actually felt for the burmese people. on one hand, the cynic that is my gut (and its eminence) feels that they have never experienced our kind of life so they dont know what shit they are actually in, but having a depraved few abusing the general populance even after fattening itself so much fleecing on so little belonging to so many, i am stirred.
but burma is tricky business. i dont see aungsansuukyi as a good leader in peacetime. her claim to fame was aung san, undeniably. not purely her own merit. much like the nehru-gandhi family. and it is hard to divorce the individual soldier from the burmese. these soldiers are the sons of the barmans who have had little choice but to serve the self serving. if other countries just happy happy invade the country it is easy to foresee more suffering for the people.
malaysia is really screwed up. now im not a person particularly bothered by discrimination. in fact i actively engage in such activities. but how malaysia has managed to get away with decades of racial discrimination confounds me. i agree that racial apportionment might have prevented the significant minorities from dumping the people of the land in the dust. but this whole policy is just too harrison bergernon-ish. instead of helping the people of the land, the emigre are disadvantaged because the amount available cannot be increased, and because of less able management perhaps because of the requirement of having the people of the land in power.
3. the idealist in me hopes that hindraf can succeed. that the world can step in to stop the nonsense that is umno, the nonsense that is the current unfair, unequitable status quo. but of course, the pragmatist in me tells me that if malaysia is rid of her ills then singapore is surely and very quickly screwed.
maybe singapore might fissure, from the rich poor gapp. although i actually find little problem with the singapore taxation system, maybe something should be done for the lower income group. though this is a tricky issue. while we can concede that decisions that led them to the rut were made on imperfect information, clearly there is no decision in this real world that has been made with perfect knowledge. society has not been kind to them, but society is not to blame.
but society had better help these people. if they have nothing, they have nothing to lose, and they become desperate, and the peace and tranquil and good property valuations would all be lost. from the pragmatic side, it is like protection money that might be extortionate from the general society to them, and we better do it.
4. today is shidas last day at work. so zhenan and i celebrated at ajisen in bishan, in his absence.
5. studying today was unproductive.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
cobra heart
today was unproductive.
i was reading comics in the morning cos somebody was late. somebody. i wont say who. but he knows who he is.
and then i tried to mug org chem, but it seemed alot like energetics and chem bonding i got sick of it that i started talking cock and looking for abusive pictures in the library.
and i stuck all of his coins together in esoteric spontaneity. or isit spontaneous esotericism. bahh whatever.
we did an SAT paper each today. it started to look good. maybe the paper was easy, yea.
i went to make glasses today. yupp. im ownage. this is my 3rd pair in a year after i broke my last pair. this pair seems to me to be quite cool, but my definition of coolness is well out.
people who drive pacific rimmers like sportscars should just fuck off man. please dun try to handle a proton gen 2 like a lotus elise. yupp i know lotus is now owned by proton, but i dont think her input into the gen 2 is that great ya? skidding over 2m is not that cool.
and please, darkening your lights and adding spoilers and sideskirts and lowering your suspension doesnt make ur impreza or lancer fierce. and exhaust notes only sound nice on lamborghinis and ferraris, thank u very much.
i was reading comics in the morning cos somebody was late. somebody. i wont say who. but he knows who he is.
and then i tried to mug org chem, but it seemed alot like energetics and chem bonding i got sick of it that i started talking cock and looking for abusive pictures in the library.
and i stuck all of his coins together in esoteric spontaneity. or isit spontaneous esotericism. bahh whatever.
we did an SAT paper each today. it started to look good. maybe the paper was easy, yea.
i went to make glasses today. yupp. im ownage. this is my 3rd pair in a year after i broke my last pair. this pair seems to me to be quite cool, but my definition of coolness is well out.
people who drive pacific rimmers like sportscars should just fuck off man. please dun try to handle a proton gen 2 like a lotus elise. yupp i know lotus is now owned by proton, but i dont think her input into the gen 2 is that great ya? skidding over 2m is not that cool.
and please, darkening your lights and adding spoilers and sideskirts and lowering your suspension doesnt make ur impreza or lancer fierce. and exhaust notes only sound nice on lamborghinis and ferraris, thank u very much.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
dont give up a zhang ziyi for a hyj
[alright if yesterday was bad, today was worse. fuck la. 2010? on an easier book ya? like math got so many mistakes? 3 in a row? oh pleeeeeeze. well if i wanted to kid myself its between 2010 and 2240. but NO! no fucking kidding myself. 2010 is a fucking loser score and im going to change that. go rape princeton, barron, collegeboard and kaplan hard. yah! thats hardcore pimping yo!]
well tonight was about dinner with zhenan and his parents at Pariss in marina square. the food was subpar for the price paid.
zhenans parents are really nice and really frank and open about him. told us a lot of stuffs about him. well, zhenan, dont be stupid. if she looks like zhang ziyi, go for her. shes hot, shes rich (and shes the only daughter, like duh), shes not as smart as u, shes shorter than u, what more can u ask, dude?
ok maybe she is prc, but lc and yj are also prcs. beauty is only skin deep. beauty is ephermeral. but thats not important. at least she starts with a positive integer man. zhang ziyi is how hott la. superficial, yes, but please, who cares?
treat her as a friend u say. well start fantasizing, like, NOW. haha
alright. indigestion.
goodnight world.
well tonight was about dinner with zhenan and his parents at Pariss in marina square. the food was subpar for the price paid.
zhenans parents are really nice and really frank and open about him. told us a lot of stuffs about him. well, zhenan, dont be stupid. if she looks like zhang ziyi, go for her. shes hot, shes rich (and shes the only daughter, like duh), shes not as smart as u, shes shorter than u, what more can u ask, dude?
ok maybe she is prc, but lc and yj are also prcs. beauty is only skin deep. beauty is ephermeral. but thats not important. at least she starts with a positive integer man. zhang ziyi is how hott la. superficial, yes, but please, who cares?
treat her as a friend u say. well start fantasizing, like, NOW. haha
alright. indigestion.
goodnight world.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
i love internet
finally i got my internet back! life rox! but does it mean that another nights of slacking and wandering around online wasting time?probably yes. SAT is really still progressless. the 3500 word list is still completely new! i just dun hav the motivation to start mugging like a DON.
but that is not right! should never lose to those losers! they have signed up for SATs also,but i should totally own their asses!
to stupid don tan!
screw u, dun want to send me the photos!
but that is not right! should never lose to those losers! they have signed up for SATs also,but i should totally own their asses!
to stupid don tan!
screw u, dun want to send me the photos!
barbecue your balls
yuppyupp
2100 on a practice test?
please? can go to what university?
zhenan's school for friends of prcs?
foam foam foam
day 4 muz chiong SAT damn hard.
break the resolve of SAT by breaking the spine of the book.
alright.
2100 on a practice test?
please? can go to what university?
zhenan's school for friends of prcs?
foam foam foam
day 4 muz chiong SAT damn hard.
break the resolve of SAT by breaking the spine of the book.
alright.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
not jekyll, just Hyde
well i havent started. quite hard to define what i learnt and what i have contributed. hehe.
well if my supervisors were honest they would write that i have been a total slacker producing substandard work absolutely befitting of their substandard outfit and commensurate with my substandard pay and their substandard office, doing research from 4 sources and then citing the research of these sources. and deflecting work or producing work so crap, like in the research for sgp companies in india, which i simply ripped off from a 2005 edition of ies work (which was ripped off the indian embassy by ie staff and passed off as their work, btw) that they decide to give me work im interested in doing.
and that i kept touring the office and destroying things along the way, my temp pass (yanked the clip), my subcubicle dwellings upholstery (was all black from the polish, and one piece of cloth was ripped off), the waste paperbasket (was dented from compression), my laptop (i kept opening and banging against it, the CD drive couldnt close properly), generally anything i could get my hands on.
wasting resources, printing 1 ream of paper, and dumping them in packets at empty cubicles after i was done, using post-it stickers by the block (i used 6 pads), stapling like everydays sunday, forming paperclips into chains, not switching off the laptop and letting it standby over the weekends, using paper cups meant for VIPs (but my father said they served in proper cups when he met the Dy CEO), using stacks of serviettes in throwing games, squirting the disinfectant all over the place, yep, thats me.
raeding wikipedia instead of doing proper research, finding out about tactical warfare in WWII when doing work on the pakistan coup, reading about Peccavi instead of doing proper research on the states in india, reading LTTE propaganda instead of researching on wickremsinghe and checking up universities before being disappointed by the bleak future.
sitting around shidas area, disrupting his work and irritating the people in the vicinity with our chatter, maybe pissing people off with snide remarks about civil servants, going for lunch early and returning late (although this is common practice), chatting on gmail with zhenan and samuel cos msn wouldnt work, taking mc and leave on whim and generally messing around.
im the employee and coworker from hell. fear me.
well if my supervisors were honest they would write that i have been a total slacker producing substandard work absolutely befitting of their substandard outfit and commensurate with my substandard pay and their substandard office, doing research from 4 sources and then citing the research of these sources. and deflecting work or producing work so crap, like in the research for sgp companies in india, which i simply ripped off from a 2005 edition of ies work (which was ripped off the indian embassy by ie staff and passed off as their work, btw) that they decide to give me work im interested in doing.
and that i kept touring the office and destroying things along the way, my temp pass (yanked the clip), my subcubicle dwellings upholstery (was all black from the polish, and one piece of cloth was ripped off), the waste paperbasket (was dented from compression), my laptop (i kept opening and banging against it, the CD drive couldnt close properly), generally anything i could get my hands on.
wasting resources, printing 1 ream of paper, and dumping them in packets at empty cubicles after i was done, using post-it stickers by the block (i used 6 pads), stapling like everydays sunday, forming paperclips into chains, not switching off the laptop and letting it standby over the weekends, using paper cups meant for VIPs (but my father said they served in proper cups when he met the Dy CEO), using stacks of serviettes in throwing games, squirting the disinfectant all over the place, yep, thats me.
raeding wikipedia instead of doing proper research, finding out about tactical warfare in WWII when doing work on the pakistan coup, reading about Peccavi instead of doing proper research on the states in india, reading LTTE propaganda instead of researching on wickremsinghe and checking up universities before being disappointed by the bleak future.
sitting around shidas area, disrupting his work and irritating the people in the vicinity with our chatter, maybe pissing people off with snide remarks about civil servants, going for lunch early and returning late (although this is common practice), chatting on gmail with zhenan and samuel cos msn wouldnt work, taking mc and leave on whim and generally messing around.
im the employee and coworker from hell. fear me.
Friday, December 7, 2007
1
today was day 1 of the december holidays mugging scheme.
not supposed to be hardcore or gay, just getting some tutorials done and some SAT in ordre.
it was a failure.
took like most of the day finishing chapter 10?
and still copying zhenan when im too lazy?
go thai express for lunch, then get distracted and go play some ps?
then go gaigai?
alright.
mug monday better be better
reflections NAO
not supposed to be hardcore or gay, just getting some tutorials done and some SAT in ordre.
it was a failure.
took like most of the day finishing chapter 10?
and still copying zhenan when im too lazy?
go thai express for lunch, then get distracted and go play some ps?
then go gaigai?
alright.
mug monday better be better
reflections NAO
Thursday, December 6, 2007
enchante
it's over. my 1 month stint with ies south asia is over.
well, im glad it is, cos its been crap. i learnt nothing, than how to slack and not get caught, how to keep koping papercups and contribute to global warming, how to use 10 pieces of serviettes everytime u go to the toilet.
it was unpleasant, and the pay was low. it was tolerable cos shida is damn fun to talk to. keep going to his table and all. in the course of the month, i learnt a lot about uni aspirations, crushes and activities of couples from his class as well as the torment that is srp. and perfectionism and all.
i learnt to wake up my idea, that they actually sort people into classes by results, and 6t is not only not 4p, but is practically a class for losers. so it is not a good gauge of standard.
alright. im going out with zhenan, hopefully can mug chapt 10 & 11 as well as some SAT. btw i got into acjc test center. dunno how. and tonight i shall do my proper reflections on my internship. i lie better at night.
well, im glad it is, cos its been crap. i learnt nothing, than how to slack and not get caught, how to keep koping papercups and contribute to global warming, how to use 10 pieces of serviettes everytime u go to the toilet.
it was unpleasant, and the pay was low. it was tolerable cos shida is damn fun to talk to. keep going to his table and all. in the course of the month, i learnt a lot about uni aspirations, crushes and activities of couples from his class as well as the torment that is srp. and perfectionism and all.
i learnt to wake up my idea, that they actually sort people into classes by results, and 6t is not only not 4p, but is practically a class for losers. so it is not a good gauge of standard.
alright. im going out with zhenan, hopefully can mug chapt 10 & 11 as well as some SAT. btw i got into acjc test center. dunno how. and tonight i shall do my proper reflections on my internship. i lie better at night.
Monday, December 3, 2007
integer vitae scelerisque purus
the previous posts were depressing. the inability to sign up for the SAT, the impending doom that is my A levels, my bad leadership. a reflection on the disappointing life that i have led.
the posts were personal,
the posts were spiteful.
the prose (if they can even be so indulged) spoke of
nothing, but angst
and pent up rage,
of a person so confused,
and left behind,
by the throngs of humanity
surging forth.
my journey, marathon that is life,
whatever imagery used
looks bleak
dark, disgusting,
dreary, depressing,
dismal, daunting.
(see i can already pass my SATs man! i didnt have to use a thesaurus)
cheer up!- says zhenan
i appreciate it
but the reality of my life
is saddening.
im a failure
im a spiteful failure
im a detestable and spiteful failure.
so i hope a hope
to tomorrow
that
nothing. byebye.
the posts were personal,
the posts were spiteful.
the prose (if they can even be so indulged) spoke of
nothing, but angst
and pent up rage,
of a person so confused,
and left behind,
by the throngs of humanity
surging forth.
my journey, marathon that is life,
whatever imagery used
looks bleak
dark, disgusting,
dreary, depressing,
dismal, daunting.
(see i can already pass my SATs man! i didnt have to use a thesaurus)
cheer up!- says zhenan
i appreciate it
but the reality of my life
is saddening.
im a failure
im a spiteful failure
im a detestable and spiteful failure.
so i hope a hope
to tomorrow
that
nothing. byebye.
He's a Loser
this morning was quite productive, definitely more so than lounging around the vermin infested grounds of the office, soaking up the miasma, eavesdropping into mommas giving mental sums and getting sick.
i finished packing my stuff, and im proud to say that my files are now in order. i have managed to at least pack 80% of my stuffs in the right place, which is a rare achievement on my part. ive separated the files with dividers so that i can refer to the chapters damn quickly.
and i removed the stuffs from the shelf by my table. my maid is going to wipe it. by the way, ikea sucks. never buy their mdf board furniture, they change color. da vinci is still much better. or get some real wood from indonesia, not expensive, really. maybe 50% more than an equivalent piece from ikea, and maybe a slightly less flashy design, but it is real wood and it is hardier. here i digress.
anyway as i remove stuff to clean, i dunno how they get so dusty anyway, i chanced upon my report book from sec 1. yep, the small one, not the hardcore rp A4 size one.
im quite a loser now, my life is a fuck and my results are in a rut. but if u were to know the don from sec 1, the real loser, then the don today is not only much improved, but an exemplar of brilliance. lets here savor what teachers had to say about don over the years. the more interesting ones of course. the more hurtful ones that make me swear revenge. of course.
TeoCM for Math: Don is capable of doing better.
alright nothing very bad about this one. i really did damn badly for the test, scoring like 66%, just a hair over the 64% that was the class mean.
Computer studies, by shar0nxu, haha the best: NA. Assignments not handed in.
oops, like i care about com studies. i pride myself for my identity of being a com knownothing. just like not having a handphone used to be part of juanhes identity. hah. html can just go and die man. com studies lessons are for sleeping after swimming or playing retarded games like little fighter II sucker! fuck off fatass! haha
Computer studies, again: Don, you need to put in more effort in your studies. haha.
well there was a class test, and i scored 27/100. which is quite a fantastic score, by any standard. lol. i think i even impressed myself lah, no one else in class got lower than me, i think. spectacular. haha.
History by doreen: More effort needed in assignments
i got a 47 for coursework, which is a fail. haha. quite impressive. i remember i forgot all about that stupid what's around RI piece of junk. so u are a martian or something, then u land in bishan in AD 3000 and what u will find. so i copied directly from syf, haha, and to make it less obvious i switched the order without looking at the titles in the boxes. so u would find the massive ri crest in the canteen, ten year series in a field and some shit. eh good attempt ok. quite creative leh, more creative than ur stupid martian.
doreen screwed my life up. in sec 1 she was my ft, and she kept denying me opportunities outside class. so i was totally marginalized. i wanted to switch cca, she refused to switch for me. she didnt bother writing a recommendation for anything for me.
dont let me see her in some 3rd world country. or shes gonna get a hurt, real bad.
anyway i finally woke up at the end of sec 1 and raped the history and geography tests, getting 80 for each, which was quite an achievement for a loser like me. yupp.
in sec 1 i was a total loser, getting raped from everything. the only thing good was IRS, cos my grp had imba people and i totally slacked off. i got some hardcore good score for the year and i felt quite bad for making damn work so hard to cover me. haha. so in sec 4, by chance we formed back as a group of 6 and i hardcored the report. hopefully i made up for it.
other than that, sec 1 was a total misadventure. there was no clear end to the orientation for sec 1s, so i played all the way through. i didnt study for any class test, so i screwed them all up big time, i didnt pay attention in class, but this is usual, up until today.
i was some happy boy. at 1:35 exact i would hop on 156 and get home and surf porn. nope, no studying for me. and somehow in sec 1 i was under the impression that ri curriculum was so different from the norm, i didnt bother to do assessments or ten year series and the like. and in ri u know how pathetic the worksheets are.
but i tried at the end. i mugged like a dick. but the last spurt was not enough to give me good results. when the scores were totalled i actually got an average of 70.6%, which is actually damn lousy for a sec 1. half the world got over 75%, so i was more or less a straggler.
jokes, in sec 1 i got only 1 A1. the irony of all, it is french. and that A1 was 75.0 exact. what the fuck lah. thats my highest score. im beginning to emphatize with some people in my class this year. i feel for them, especially when i have been in such deep shit once in my life.
Sec 2
KohBH for English: Don will do well if he puts in effort.
well, well i remember he didnt touch coursework the whole year and droned on and on about the bee gees, his loser hyundai and the art work of some loser artists. quite enjoyable to listen, i must admit, but what his person, lessons and his attitude towards life is brilliantly and succinctly summed up here:
I'm right and you are wrong. I know it and you know it.
yupp, by the great man himself. this is the way he responds to anyone who dares to question the thoughts that flow from his half empty coconut. the other half is slush.
well from sec 2 onwards i started to buck up, so the comments generally became positive. the only loser comments i got were, don doesnt participate in class and the like.
sec 3 was a new life for me. i moved over to 3p, and i guess it is this association with hardcore muggers that helped shape who i am today, the competitive loser. they mugged hard, and i was inclined to mug hard to. they mugged harder, and i was inclined to mug harder as well.
by sec 3 the don of yore, of sec 1 was really a thing of the past, i guess, no more the fucker who doesnt hand in homework or doesnt study. results werent stellar, but ok.
comments were nice, especially by yuen, who mentioned in sec 3 that don writes convincingly, for geography, and don is a gifted writer, for social studies. i guess i found my ability to write argumentative during this time.
but the fuck hard sucker nair had to screw up a nice comments sheet with: not weak, but needs greater effort and concentration in class. preparation for assignments is ok, though.
fuck! this is a fucking report card! ur not supposed to write this kinda trivial and disgusting shit in it! and seriously, i didnt think i did so badly to warrant such a bad comment lah! fuck. i got a 78 for english, which was wayy above the 73.3 level average. and i did try to pay attention lar. knn u stupid ******.
alright, in sec 4, all was well and good, cos malani da shit didnt bother to write. haha. i remember a disgusting first encounter with her when i was in sec 2, but thats for another time.
so the don today is fucked up loser, but the don today, is much improved.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Shit Happens, Again.
fuck
finally when i decided
to sign up for the SAT
they say they cannot find me a
fucking place
for jan 26
shit they say look back in 5 working days to
see if i can be billeted somewhere
but chances are i will
be no where
walau eh, i still have like 3 more days to 5th dec, the deadline
fuck lah.
looks like next year is going to be a tough year
and im going to screw up my SAT and my A levels.
a review of my commitments next year
A Level
the most important of my fangled commitments, screw this up and im fucking doomed. might not even end up with a spot at nus. im already well on my way, scoring a string of Bs and screwing up over half of the SPAs we have taken. my hopeless pw adds to the problem.
SAT
i really wanna get out of singapore and go to a proper university overseas. looks quite bleak already, with all the real pros aiming for even the wussier universities. lanchiau. i hope few people are interested in studying economics & engineering, although i doubt it.
My CCA
just messed up the farewell. yupp it was a group effort, the screwing up, and reflects pretty much the dismal state of the cca. knn, from the way it looks, apart from the 1 hour session, looks like i would be preparing for it like at least 2 hours a week.
Intercultural & Game Theory
yupp so my saturdays are all to be spent in smu wanking around doing shit. and challenging the undergrads. im going to get owned damn badly and my h3 will be like some fuck next year. knn lanchiau.
NAPFA
this is also pressing. must fucking get a silver. i dont wanna be a soldier so early. argh!!
Life is depressing. the future looks abysmal. i can already see my failure, in a not too distant future. the result slips will be like blank. cos i get ungraded for everything. my cca will be total bullshit and members just wont come for loser discussions on loser topics that even the most loserish are unconcerned. i will get expelled from smu. my SAT will read 600. maybe even less. i might even forget that im called don. maybe too ashamed.
i foam.
but until then, i have decided to hardcore what remains of my holidays away. Alright! here's the plan. I have between 5th, my last day of work, and 22nd, my trip to china. so minus out like 4 days of weekends and 2 days of going out time, i have 11 days left.
cant do much with the 11 days. but the first 2 days i shall endeavor to pack my room and get my files in order so that mugging is be more conducive. and im left with 9 days.
In this 9 days, i will work hard at:
getting tutorial 10 & 11 in order, so that i may start on the righter foot next year. but chances are the tutorials would be in a mess cos ive lost everything above arithmetic to some evil haggard bitchy bastard and dunno what.
getting organic chem in order, so i can understand the lectures next year. yep, this is damn crucial, so that i can catch the slow pace next year before steaming ahead and on to the a levels.
study superposition. which i have no idea what the fuck it is about. guess im just going to get screwed damn badly for physics. again.
somehow pray that i get an A for econs and GP. the latter sounds less hard, but the former is a grande taske.
then next year, when everyone is happying with their OGs, crushing girls, painting flowers, preparing loser gifts, im going to hardcore mug! everyday! maybe for a start i mug till the library closes, then when orientation is over, maybe mug wif zhenan in school until my father picks me, perfect, cos he stays in RIB next year.
Mug damn hard.
fuck, then wheres the time to train for napfa?
alright, dont train, go in early by like 4 weeks. that 4 weeks might be hell, but that 4 weeks of shame and despair would be over in 4 weeks. but A level results will always stick with me, and impact whether i even get to go to nus or have to end up in some halfshit aussie university. then juz hardcore after a levels train so that im a fitter weakling and get silver during ns and juz own after that.
one step at a time!
thats the grand plan! yeah!
fuck im trying to be stoic and optimistic
but the realist in me, tells me to fuck off and stop this deceit. im going to break down soon. i want to jump.
finally when i decided
to sign up for the SAT
they say they cannot find me a
fucking place
for jan 26
shit they say look back in 5 working days to
see if i can be billeted somewhere
but chances are i will
be no where
walau eh, i still have like 3 more days to 5th dec, the deadline
fuck lah.
looks like next year is going to be a tough year
and im going to screw up my SAT and my A levels.
a review of my commitments next year
A Level
the most important of my fangled commitments, screw this up and im fucking doomed. might not even end up with a spot at nus. im already well on my way, scoring a string of Bs and screwing up over half of the SPAs we have taken. my hopeless pw adds to the problem.
SAT
i really wanna get out of singapore and go to a proper university overseas. looks quite bleak already, with all the real pros aiming for even the wussier universities. lanchiau. i hope few people are interested in studying economics & engineering, although i doubt it.
My CCA
just messed up the farewell. yupp it was a group effort, the screwing up, and reflects pretty much the dismal state of the cca. knn, from the way it looks, apart from the 1 hour session, looks like i would be preparing for it like at least 2 hours a week.
Intercultural & Game Theory
yupp so my saturdays are all to be spent in smu wanking around doing shit. and challenging the undergrads. im going to get owned damn badly and my h3 will be like some fuck next year. knn lanchiau.
NAPFA
this is also pressing. must fucking get a silver. i dont wanna be a soldier so early. argh!!
Life is depressing. the future looks abysmal. i can already see my failure, in a not too distant future. the result slips will be like blank. cos i get ungraded for everything. my cca will be total bullshit and members just wont come for loser discussions on loser topics that even the most loserish are unconcerned. i will get expelled from smu. my SAT will read 600. maybe even less. i might even forget that im called don. maybe too ashamed.
i foam.
but until then, i have decided to hardcore what remains of my holidays away. Alright! here's the plan. I have between 5th, my last day of work, and 22nd, my trip to china. so minus out like 4 days of weekends and 2 days of going out time, i have 11 days left.
cant do much with the 11 days. but the first 2 days i shall endeavor to pack my room and get my files in order so that mugging is be more conducive. and im left with 9 days.
In this 9 days, i will work hard at:
getting tutorial 10 & 11 in order, so that i may start on the righter foot next year. but chances are the tutorials would be in a mess cos ive lost everything above arithmetic to some evil haggard bitchy bastard and dunno what.
getting organic chem in order, so i can understand the lectures next year. yep, this is damn crucial, so that i can catch the slow pace next year before steaming ahead and on to the a levels.
study superposition. which i have no idea what the fuck it is about. guess im just going to get screwed damn badly for physics. again.
somehow pray that i get an A for econs and GP. the latter sounds less hard, but the former is a grande taske.
then next year, when everyone is happying with their OGs, crushing girls, painting flowers, preparing loser gifts, im going to hardcore mug! everyday! maybe for a start i mug till the library closes, then when orientation is over, maybe mug wif zhenan in school until my father picks me, perfect, cos he stays in RIB next year.
Mug damn hard.
fuck, then wheres the time to train for napfa?
alright, dont train, go in early by like 4 weeks. that 4 weeks might be hell, but that 4 weeks of shame and despair would be over in 4 weeks. but A level results will always stick with me, and impact whether i even get to go to nus or have to end up in some halfshit aussie university. then juz hardcore after a levels train so that im a fitter weakling and get silver during ns and juz own after that.
one step at a time!
thats the grand plan! yeah!
fuck im trying to be stoic and optimistic
but the realist in me, tells me to fuck off and stop this deceit. im going to break down soon. i want to jump.
all through the night, it's a celebration
well im finally feeling slightly better. somehow my ear has cleared itself quite a bit and the ringing is gone. so i had a good night of sleep. my nose isnt too blocked anymore.
much has transpired in this period that i was sick.
gmail is no more the exclusive invite only email. i remember it was over 2 years ago when i was invited to gmail by sean, i think. at that point each account only had 5 invites, and the account had to be active for a month to accrue 5 invites and thats it.
then soon enough it was inflated to 100, by then the whole of ri already had gmail accounts. apparently however, gmail accounts were nonexistent in my brothers school. but i invited him.
so now gmail is still beta, but it now has the stupid sign up button on the page, i think it might have been there since last week cos i was sick. anyway gmail is quite good as a backup storage for people like me (PLM) who dont know how to get an external harddrive or even load songs into the handphone properly lol.
i tried some SAT questions and i started foaming. most of the sections were freaking simple, but the section with the passages and asking u what the author is implying and what can u infer is some f. section 4, isit. yupp, now my confidence has shrunken to the size of a pingpongball from the size of a bugatti veyron previously. well it has no relation, but pardon me, im sick.
im a very lousy chair, making the previous chair organize his own farewell. but seriously this whole thing is fucked up. the officer-director just gave her word on behalf of the exco without any prior discussion. thats bad enough. to make things worse, she cant make it. screw it. and the vice has to go to the airport to send his friends off! wtf. i didnt know that would take the whole day. but i believe npcc n dunman qte impt to him and since he has been nice all along i decided against being guailan. but the previous chair is very nice and says he wants to have a j2 only event though, so it can be more Personal. heehee. wonder what that means.
well i was reading my email and i saw the intercultural communications AP, and they say its a H3. interesting. then to which subject is it attached? if its econs then i already have game theory, also by smu. but heck it. im just going to be the bastard and chope 2 places. if i even can, but i trust zhenan has indeed handed up the forms.
on the topic of zhenan, nothing. to zhenan, im free tomorrow. wanna go out? ehehe.
much has transpired in this period that i was sick.
gmail is no more the exclusive invite only email. i remember it was over 2 years ago when i was invited to gmail by sean, i think. at that point each account only had 5 invites, and the account had to be active for a month to accrue 5 invites and thats it.
then soon enough it was inflated to 100, by then the whole of ri already had gmail accounts. apparently however, gmail accounts were nonexistent in my brothers school. but i invited him.
so now gmail is still beta, but it now has the stupid sign up button on the page, i think it might have been there since last week cos i was sick. anyway gmail is quite good as a backup storage for people like me (PLM) who dont know how to get an external harddrive or even load songs into the handphone properly lol.
i tried some SAT questions and i started foaming. most of the sections were freaking simple, but the section with the passages and asking u what the author is implying and what can u infer is some f. section 4, isit. yupp, now my confidence has shrunken to the size of a pingpongball from the size of a bugatti veyron previously. well it has no relation, but pardon me, im sick.
im a very lousy chair, making the previous chair organize his own farewell. but seriously this whole thing is fucked up. the officer-director just gave her word on behalf of the exco without any prior discussion. thats bad enough. to make things worse, she cant make it. screw it. and the vice has to go to the airport to send his friends off! wtf. i didnt know that would take the whole day. but i believe npcc n dunman qte impt to him and since he has been nice all along i decided against being guailan. but the previous chair is very nice and says he wants to have a j2 only event though, so it can be more Personal. heehee. wonder what that means.
well i was reading my email and i saw the intercultural communications AP, and they say its a H3. interesting. then to which subject is it attached? if its econs then i already have game theory, also by smu. but heck it. im just going to be the bastard and chope 2 places. if i even can, but i trust zhenan has indeed handed up the forms.
on the topic of zhenan, nothing. to zhenan, im free tomorrow. wanna go out? ehehe.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
shakenodtan
my laptop has been fixed,
my parents are coming.
holidays suck, council, research... screw off!
here is a story happened in my hostel today.
the common room where the TV, dvd player and newspaper are was somehow locked up today.
as i was super bored in the evening, i went to office to request to open the common room on my floor.
here is the convo between the two AHMs and me,
zhenan: hello, i want to use the common room, but it is locked, can u pls open it?
AHM A: why u wanna use it?
zhenan: because i want to watch TV. (wtf, why do i want to use it when u put tv, newspaper and dvd players inside? arhah, i want to kill someone inside! why dun u ask urself why u build it in the 1st place?)
AHM B: why u want to watch TV now?
zhenan: (WTF!) -.-" because i got nothing to do...
AHM A: ok, let me see. we dun hav the key.
zhenan: then may i know where the key is?
AHM B: i dun think we have a key to that room!
zhenan: are u telling me that u lock a room without a key? (CAN'T YOU MAKE A BETTER LIE?)
AHM B: maybe u go back and try around 6pm or after dinner..
zhenan: ok, thanks.
life is damn tough, especially when u cannot have the right to watch TV!
and when u have to meet some one who insist that u can lock up a door without a key!
wtf!
-sigh-
can we go out?
my parents are coming.
holidays suck, council, research... screw off!
here is a story happened in my hostel today.
the common room where the TV, dvd player and newspaper are was somehow locked up today.
as i was super bored in the evening, i went to office to request to open the common room on my floor.
here is the convo between the two AHMs and me,
zhenan: hello, i want to use the common room, but it is locked, can u pls open it?
AHM A: why u wanna use it?
zhenan: because i want to watch TV. (wtf, why do i want to use it when u put tv, newspaper and dvd players inside? arhah, i want to kill someone inside! why dun u ask urself why u build it in the 1st place?)
AHM B: why u want to watch TV now?
zhenan: (WTF!) -.-" because i got nothing to do...
AHM A: ok, let me see. we dun hav the key.
zhenan: then may i know where the key is?
AHM B: i dun think we have a key to that room!
zhenan: are u telling me that u lock a room without a key? (CAN'T YOU MAKE A BETTER LIE?)
AHM B: maybe u go back and try around 6pm or after dinner..
zhenan: ok, thanks.
life is damn tough, especially when u cannot have the right to watch TV!
and when u have to meet some one who insist that u can lock up a door without a key!
wtf!
-sigh-
can we go out?
Limpp
i went to the docs today
she was one old bitch
talk damn slow
think damn slow
ask retardedly
but thats not impt cos i got an mc.
that means NO WORK for 2 fucking days!
yay!
haha
went
IKEA Courts & Giant
but that's not important.
Porn beckons.
she was one old bitch
talk damn slow
think damn slow
ask retardedly
but thats not impt cos i got an mc.
that means NO WORK for 2 fucking days!
yay!
haha
went
IKEA Courts & Giant
but that's not important.
Porn beckons.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
inspi(red)
life in the office is so suck, i think im not going to work tomorrow. bloody hell im inflicted with a malady from the miasma that is the air of the low-level subcubicle dweller thats me. now my throat is dry as a tight p***y. i got headache and runny nose too. the air is really bad. and the water tasted really weird today. maybe they drilled wrongly and penetrated the pipe and screwed its juice. so now my brain is really not functioning at all. its a whole load of mush.
theres nth ive been looking forward to with my work, cos it sucks. but my long sorjounes chez shida. who happens to be funnier than the AP16 shida of 4p. haha. shida reloaded keepes complaining abt AAABC, n his lack of a girlfriend as well as his srp. haha
alright i want to sleep already.
im sick.
theres nth ive been looking forward to with my work, cos it sucks. but my long sorjounes chez shida. who happens to be funnier than the AP16 shida of 4p. haha. shida reloaded keepes complaining abt AAABC, n his lack of a girlfriend as well as his srp. haha
alright i want to sleep already.
im sick.
hello, im zhenan
orientation dry run juz finished.
it has been 'fun' and 'interesting'!
as the programmes are to be kept secret,
i shall not mention about the details like a game called stripe me if u can.(heehee)
went for research today, got some ppl from YDSP came to our lab and interviewed us.
and i was really shocked when she said that the special thing abt this programme is that we can see bigger machines which are more scary!
and she asked me is it more scary or scarier afterwards to ensure she did not make a grammartical error!
plsssss......
more scary!??
life really sux!
no laptop now, i dun even noe what i should do.
some fag juz refuse to come online before 930 pm!!!
go and die! arh!
it has been 'fun' and 'interesting'!
as the programmes are to be kept secret,
i shall not mention about the details like a game called stripe me if u can.(heehee)
went for research today, got some ppl from YDSP came to our lab and interviewed us.
and i was really shocked when she said that the special thing abt this programme is that we can see bigger machines which are more scary!
and she asked me is it more scary or scarier afterwards to ensure she did not make a grammartical error!
plsssss......
more scary!??
life really sux!
no laptop now, i dun even noe what i should do.
some fag juz refuse to come online before 930 pm!!!
go and die! arh!
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Missions
so thats what they call these fancy things. they is going on a mission to the india to tell peoples to invest in singapore. lol. alright, i should stop being the chief analyst here.
life has been pretty screwy, esp on farewell, which i totally have no impression hows to do. ive never had a farewell in ri. and seriously, the thing is, theres be no j2 girl going cos its the day before the prom n they wont risk microcuts or sunburnt skin or flaky hair. and i dun think e j2 guys be so good reason to have them go for their sake.
yeah. sleeptime. havent talked to tho in a while.
daah.
life has been pretty screwy, esp on farewell, which i totally have no impression hows to do. ive never had a farewell in ri. and seriously, the thing is, theres be no j2 girl going cos its the day before the prom n they wont risk microcuts or sunburnt skin or flaky hair. and i dun think e j2 guys be so good reason to have them go for their sake.
yeah. sleeptime. havent talked to tho in a while.
daah.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
make me foam
watch the whole video if u can. senior executives from MDA rapping like some shit. shameless shits. haha. but good effort at being retarded. yes yes y'all haha
Musings
1. having walked orchard road, i realized that rj is a really ugly place traversed by really ugly peoples. im disappointed with life. apart from seeing a few well endowed blondes along orchard road, nothing is going right.
2. there is massive inflation for psle this year, but im not really bothered. hah.
3. i've gotten myself a new phone, the nokia 6120c. $0 from singtelcomcenter where there was no queue. i took 1 hour to find out how to load songs. im that noob. and then i find out the memory card is only 256mb. which is not that many songs. but i guess enough to last the bugis to upp bt timah tripp.
4. im getting sick of work. i want to report sick and stay home and watch kidscentral and laze around and play with my stuff toys and doodle and play with myself.
5. i had better start some pt. so i wont have to enlist early.
6. i have to sign up for SAT soon. and then MUG for it to get above 2000. haha. naah dunneed so high. just need to pwn zhenan can alr. haha.
7. ok byebye.
2. there is massive inflation for psle this year, but im not really bothered. hah.
3. i've gotten myself a new phone, the nokia 6120c. $0 from singtelcomcenter where there was no queue. i took 1 hour to find out how to load songs. im that noob. and then i find out the memory card is only 256mb. which is not that many songs. but i guess enough to last the bugis to upp bt timah tripp.
4. im getting sick of work. i want to report sick and stay home and watch kidscentral and laze around and play with my stuff toys and doodle and play with myself.
5. i had better start some pt. so i wont have to enlist early.
6. i have to sign up for SAT soon. and then MUG for it to get above 2000. haha. naah dunneed so high. just need to pwn zhenan can alr. haha.
7. ok byebye.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
to my dear friend
to my dear friend,
your arguement has clearly shown how boring and miserable your life has been recently.
if u need someone to play pool with,
just give me a call @ 92213613.
im quite free these few days.
the list below is my recent schedule, so make adjustment.
23 nov 9am - 5pm YDSP
24 nov 12pm - 4pm orientation dance prac
operation dryrun meeting
25 nov 2pm - 5pm Lian He Zao Bao meeting
26 nov 8am - 5pm Orientation dry run
27 nov 8am - 630pm Orientation dry run
28 nov 8am - 3pm Orientation dry run
29 nov 2pm - ??? Grad night work day
30 nov 7am - ??? Grad night dry run
1 dec PARENTS COMING
take care, don.
p.s. how is ur face?
urs,
zhenan
your arguement has clearly shown how boring and miserable your life has been recently.
if u need someone to play pool with,
just give me a call @ 92213613.
im quite free these few days.
the list below is my recent schedule, so make adjustment.
23 nov 9am - 5pm YDSP
24 nov 12pm - 4pm orientation dance prac
operation dryrun meeting
25 nov 2pm - 5pm Lian He Zao Bao meeting
26 nov 8am - 5pm Orientation dry run
27 nov 8am - 630pm Orientation dry run
28 nov 8am - 3pm Orientation dry run
29 nov 2pm - ??? Grad night work day
30 nov 7am - ??? Grad night dry run
1 dec PARENTS COMING
take care, don.
p.s. how is ur face?
urs,
zhenan
Meditations
having jogged my mind with red hot chili pepper's by the way album, i here aim to attempt to postulate why prc scholars do better. prc scholars hereinafter to be referred to as 'zhenan', 'prc' & assorted derogatory terms. do indulge my lapses and excesses. thanks.
Preamble
it comes as no surprise that prcs do better than locals. this phenomenon is neither shocking nor new nor exclusive to the college in the bishan-braddell area (whatever). every academic competition is oversubscribed by these people and they dominate all the prize tables. outside pure academics, prcs rule the basketball courts, the chinese cultural societies and the elite science clubs.
Ever befuddled by this phenomenon? well there are many reasons, and here are some i dare suggest.
Red China is very big
Even without taiwan, oops, ROC, PRC already numbers around 1.3 billion people. if ur indian, that's 130 crore. heck, taiwan wont even matter. since there are so many people and these who have been selected are selected based on merit, then they must be le creme de la creme and possibly the best or at least among the best that the People have to offer. clearly these people fall within the wee percentage of percentages, and absolute number for number they must generally be better than the same fractal of people they contend with. so they are better.
the counter to this is that there are many people who come self funded. well, there are wussy prcs that do not get 120/100 for all their math tests. but those that can pay their passage to get here safely on a plane and not a little sampan must already know something. exclude the premium genes and sharp acumen that they could have inherited from their o so wise parents who ship them over to the land of the more-free.
They are older
they benefit from the maturity that comes with age and a few more trips around the sun. most are older and such can benefit from the wealth of at least 1 years experience. and this helps them a lot. their brains are more developed, to add to their brilliance.
They've studied the stuffs in prc
english might be a barrier for them, but seriously, how many subjects require a good grasp of her majesty's language? as long as their english can function, physics, chemistry and maths should not be a problem. to compound this, they have already studied quite a bit of this back home under mao's portrait. right. maybe they didnt exactly study maclaurins series and what not, but when they came in sec 3, they were sort of repeating a year, so they have a stronger and better foundation. whereas stragglers like me keep getting pushed up and out by the institution, these people 'relearn' their stuff and hone their math skills to allow them to achieve greater heights. (auspicium melioris aevi)
They have nothing to do but mug
well this is obviously the strongest of my points. the least fallible of them all.
most prcs who come to singapore come by themselves, without a family. as such, they do not have to set aside family time apart from that rare call home to their mommas. 'da er zi hau xinku ah'. their weekends are void of such family commitments, allowing them to indulge themselves, 'basic physical chemistry' in one hand and a gay pink highlighter in the other.
well they have friends. interesting counter. thank you for this interesting point. however when they come to singapore, most of them get posted with their lao xiangs. they get posted to the same school. if u had seen them for one whole week, wont get sian meh? id foam if i have to see the same faces nearly all of my waking hours.
besides, comrades have the same vision, same goal, same want. theyd all just come together and spend quality time bonding over tetrahedral, planar, seesaw and what not, with a gay pink highlighter in one hand. together, they can discover the intricacies of the building blocks of the universe, and boyfriends and girlfriends, prcs of course, relish the trip they take down the brief history of time. stephen hawkings not a prc, but nevermind.
it is also important to note that if they have friends, locals have friends too. but i digress.
well a zhenan once said he got many external stuffs to commit too. he goes out pretty often, he shoots a fair bit, he has ydsp, he has lianhe zaobao and a plethora of commitments.
simply put, he is atypical. which prc gets C for gp? if i were a prc and i got a C i would be so happy id drape the china flag and do a victory lap around the track like liuxiang did during the olympics. look around. half the prcs are active in two ccas. two is already being very charitable to them, and invariably one of them is chinese society and the other a science club. yes, one or two have shooting, wushu, council, red cross. but one or two. they are anomalies. and their results show it. they dont get the perfect scores that we know they know we believe they should get.
they have all the time in the world to mug. excluding their good genes and their endurance, clearly the uneven playing field favors them. they have a headstart, they wank over math, clearly they gain the upperhand over us.
that's all.
Preamble
it comes as no surprise that prcs do better than locals. this phenomenon is neither shocking nor new nor exclusive to the college in the bishan-braddell area (whatever). every academic competition is oversubscribed by these people and they dominate all the prize tables. outside pure academics, prcs rule the basketball courts, the chinese cultural societies and the elite science clubs.
Ever befuddled by this phenomenon? well there are many reasons, and here are some i dare suggest.
Red China is very big
Even without taiwan, oops, ROC, PRC already numbers around 1.3 billion people. if ur indian, that's 130 crore. heck, taiwan wont even matter. since there are so many people and these who have been selected are selected based on merit, then they must be le creme de la creme and possibly the best or at least among the best that the People have to offer. clearly these people fall within the wee percentage of percentages, and absolute number for number they must generally be better than the same fractal of people they contend with. so they are better.
the counter to this is that there are many people who come self funded. well, there are wussy prcs that do not get 120/100 for all their math tests. but those that can pay their passage to get here safely on a plane and not a little sampan must already know something. exclude the premium genes and sharp acumen that they could have inherited from their o so wise parents who ship them over to the land of the more-free.
They are older
they benefit from the maturity that comes with age and a few more trips around the sun. most are older and such can benefit from the wealth of at least 1 years experience. and this helps them a lot. their brains are more developed, to add to their brilliance.
They've studied the stuffs in prc
english might be a barrier for them, but seriously, how many subjects require a good grasp of her majesty's language? as long as their english can function, physics, chemistry and maths should not be a problem. to compound this, they have already studied quite a bit of this back home under mao's portrait. right. maybe they didnt exactly study maclaurins series and what not, but when they came in sec 3, they were sort of repeating a year, so they have a stronger and better foundation. whereas stragglers like me keep getting pushed up and out by the institution, these people 'relearn' their stuff and hone their math skills to allow them to achieve greater heights. (auspicium melioris aevi)
They have nothing to do but mug
well this is obviously the strongest of my points. the least fallible of them all.
most prcs who come to singapore come by themselves, without a family. as such, they do not have to set aside family time apart from that rare call home to their mommas. 'da er zi hau xinku ah'. their weekends are void of such family commitments, allowing them to indulge themselves, 'basic physical chemistry' in one hand and a gay pink highlighter in the other.
well they have friends. interesting counter. thank you for this interesting point. however when they come to singapore, most of them get posted with their lao xiangs. they get posted to the same school. if u had seen them for one whole week, wont get sian meh? id foam if i have to see the same faces nearly all of my waking hours.
besides, comrades have the same vision, same goal, same want. theyd all just come together and spend quality time bonding over tetrahedral, planar, seesaw and what not, with a gay pink highlighter in one hand. together, they can discover the intricacies of the building blocks of the universe, and boyfriends and girlfriends, prcs of course, relish the trip they take down the brief history of time. stephen hawkings not a prc, but nevermind.
it is also important to note that if they have friends, locals have friends too. but i digress.
well a zhenan once said he got many external stuffs to commit too. he goes out pretty often, he shoots a fair bit, he has ydsp, he has lianhe zaobao and a plethora of commitments.
simply put, he is atypical. which prc gets C for gp? if i were a prc and i got a C i would be so happy id drape the china flag and do a victory lap around the track like liuxiang did during the olympics. look around. half the prcs are active in two ccas. two is already being very charitable to them, and invariably one of them is chinese society and the other a science club. yes, one or two have shooting, wushu, council, red cross. but one or two. they are anomalies. and their results show it. they dont get the perfect scores that we know they know we believe they should get.
they have all the time in the world to mug. excluding their good genes and their endurance, clearly the uneven playing field favors them. they have a headstart, they wank over math, clearly they gain the upperhand over us.
that's all.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
standing in line to see the show tonight
ok maybe drinking half a glassa brandy is not right. and trying to take a warm bath after that is not very clever. it causes acne and whatever wound to just open up and turn septic and i have a boil on my face now. fuck.
class outing was sucky. the wusses came late. i've never paid so much to eat food so suck. fuck i was pissed. knn. anyway i dunno wads in their minds man, wanna eat special food, go say eat house of sundanese food. fuck? u can get tt store almost everywhere in teh heartlands. o yah maybe they only go orchard. too atas alr.
fucking hell lau par sat? naah please, the food there is damn specials lahs. anyway lau pah sat would have been better than the stone grill without a stone grill. cao
and they all go home straight after dinner. wadkinda attitude is this lah! walau eh knnbccb wtf omg
anyway
fuck my lips are chapped and the area around my mouth raw cos my skin is cracking from the miasma in my office. haha. shida went out to buy bonjela for me. anyways my job has been damn slack i havent exactly done any much wokr. haha
alright
sleep early so i wont fall so sick so easily.
alright
class outing was sucky. the wusses came late. i've never paid so much to eat food so suck. fuck i was pissed. knn. anyway i dunno wads in their minds man, wanna eat special food, go say eat house of sundanese food. fuck? u can get tt store almost everywhere in teh heartlands. o yah maybe they only go orchard. too atas alr.
fucking hell lau par sat? naah please, the food there is damn specials lahs. anyway lau pah sat would have been better than the stone grill without a stone grill. cao
and they all go home straight after dinner. wadkinda attitude is this lah! walau eh knnbccb wtf omg
anyway
fuck my lips are chapped and the area around my mouth raw cos my skin is cracking from the miasma in my office. haha. shida went out to buy bonjela for me. anyways my job has been damn slack i havent exactly done any much wokr. haha
alright
sleep early so i wont fall so sick so easily.
alright
Monday, November 19, 2007
dotz..
- Hitting one of the large portions of each of the numbered sections, traditionally coloured black and white, scores precisely the points value of that section.
- Hitting the thin outer portions of these sections, coloured red and green, scores double the points value of that section.
- Hitting the thin inner portions of these sections, roughly halfway between the outer wire and the central circle and again coloured red or green, scores triple (or 3x) the points value of that section.
- The central circle is divided into a green outer ring worth 25 points (known as "outer", "outer bull", or "iris") and a red inner circle (usually known as "bull", "inner bull" or "double bull"), worth 50 points. The term "bullseye" can mean either the whole central part of the board or just the inner red section. The term "bull's ring" usually means just the green outer ring.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
im busy
jay chou's new album is sort of disappointing, but still got nice songs.
there is no breakthrough, but can pass lah.. ppl usually will eventually get commercialized..
count down to orientation dry run 1 starts, but i did not do anything yet until now.
surprisingly, i dun feel guilty at all.
the christmas cip is coming. yiheng get a chance to be manager.heehee, maybe its because he hardcore signed up for every single day he is free in december!
naah,pleeeeese.
shooting training has been ignored for more than 2 months,
time for it. so start training tmr!
SAT is juz around the corner, but i have not yet done anything.
not even the pre-test. slack too much alr...
lian he zao bao is becoming way too demanding now!
got plenty of work to do and have meeting every sunday!
must have a proper schedule now,
i cannot foresee how busy i will be during december especially after my parents come. one more committment.
maybe don is right,scholars should be good at study cause we do not have much to concern abt except study..
or maybe he is wrong.
jay chou's song is really not bad.
his new album "i am busy."
should it describe me,
life is tough
there is no breakthrough, but can pass lah.. ppl usually will eventually get commercialized..
count down to orientation dry run 1 starts, but i did not do anything yet until now.
surprisingly, i dun feel guilty at all.
the christmas cip is coming. yiheng get a chance to be manager.heehee, maybe its because he hardcore signed up for every single day he is free in december!
naah,pleeeeese.
shooting training has been ignored for more than 2 months,
time for it. so start training tmr!
SAT is juz around the corner, but i have not yet done anything.
not even the pre-test. slack too much alr...
lian he zao bao is becoming way too demanding now!
got plenty of work to do and have meeting every sunday!
must have a proper schedule now,
i cannot foresee how busy i will be during december especially after my parents come. one more committment.
maybe don is right,scholars should be good at study cause we do not have much to concern abt except study..
or maybe he is wrong.
jay chou's song is really not bad.
his new album "i am busy."
should it describe me,
life is tough
#1 Crush
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
#1 Crush
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
#1 Crush
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time I am talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
I can steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
I would die for you
I would kill for you
I will steal for you
I'd do time for you
I would wait for you
I'd make room for you
I'd sail ships for you
To be close to you
To be a part of you
'Cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I would die for you
Saturday, November 17, 2007
let the motherfuckers burn
yesterday was fun. haha. little india was really boring and quite hard to walk. everytimes i is scared some car knock me down. talking about that i saw an accident today with a guy lying unconscious in balestier. i saw real dried human blood for the first time.
cs was fun, even when i kept dying n tk-ing. haha poolday just keep killing aaron. tk-ing is horrible n tk is fked up. im sure juz anyhow unilaterally say alright 3/12 is farewell? wad the fark? n u expect us to juz say alright we will turn up cos someone is in indon n u r some paralegal or some shit? fuck off.
heehee i was crankying around ikea after that haha. and i think when aar buy shoes i pissed the converse guy off cos im damn particular. haha. check the tubing on the shoes and the glue stains haha. but when u make an investment like that, it doesnt hurt to be careful. and u pay the premium for converse also for the service mah. so muz fully exploit the expenditure. its not like time is damn precious. time crawls by man. when ur a wuss like me.
i shared with zhenans my view on default products n the investment of time, effort n feeling. m i too rational? cant be la. haha.
today was pissing off
marshalling. total of 14/16 of the ppl who signed up turned up. to all who did, thanks a lot. to yiheng, fk u. i was alr pissed in the morning, waking up at this kinda hellish hour esp when i didnt really get any proper sleep cos of teh cino the day earlier which kept me freaking awake.
so when zhenan pissed me off i punched him. hah! sucker! hah!
and the shirt was a gay pink. yucks. n i got a man L shirt at first which was actually S i think. then change with aar then he also cant wear aha
job was qte simple, juz stand arnd, the old ppl dun even need help, cos the fking trail was damn short. juz qte fun to talk cock with me classmates. haha
then went velocity to gaigai where we all looked gay in our hotpink polos. followed the girls to cold storage, then they went for some briefing for christmas cip tt i wont be gng for cos im in the land of the cardboard paus over tt period. jajaja.
then went home, slept the afternn away before gng to tempus. fk. 300k for a watch? i'll foam lah. but 1 day, tt watch is gonna be mine. hah.
ah.
cs was fun, even when i kept dying n tk-ing. haha poolday just keep killing aaron. tk-ing is horrible n tk is fked up. im sure juz anyhow unilaterally say alright 3/12 is farewell? wad the fark? n u expect us to juz say alright we will turn up cos someone is in indon n u r some paralegal or some shit? fuck off.
heehee i was crankying around ikea after that haha. and i think when aar buy shoes i pissed the converse guy off cos im damn particular. haha. check the tubing on the shoes and the glue stains haha. but when u make an investment like that, it doesnt hurt to be careful. and u pay the premium for converse also for the service mah. so muz fully exploit the expenditure. its not like time is damn precious. time crawls by man. when ur a wuss like me.
i shared with zhenans my view on default products n the investment of time, effort n feeling. m i too rational? cant be la. haha.
today was pissing off
marshalling. total of 14/16 of the ppl who signed up turned up. to all who did, thanks a lot. to yiheng, fk u. i was alr pissed in the morning, waking up at this kinda hellish hour esp when i didnt really get any proper sleep cos of teh cino the day earlier which kept me freaking awake.
so when zhenan pissed me off i punched him. hah! sucker! hah!
and the shirt was a gay pink. yucks. n i got a man L shirt at first which was actually S i think. then change with aar then he also cant wear aha
job was qte simple, juz stand arnd, the old ppl dun even need help, cos the fking trail was damn short. juz qte fun to talk cock with me classmates. haha
then went velocity to gaigai where we all looked gay in our hotpink polos. followed the girls to cold storage, then they went for some briefing for christmas cip tt i wont be gng for cos im in the land of the cardboard paus over tt period. jajaja.
then went home, slept the afternn away before gng to tempus. fk. 300k for a watch? i'll foam lah. but 1 day, tt watch is gonna be mine. hah.
ah.
Friday, November 16, 2007
don's off day
off today, go little india to eat! the food is ok, but the drink is super nice cause its so sweet that ppl will easily get diabetes. i like!
aar's hardcore! try the rice with hand. and don likes the stupid donut shape food with the hot green chilli.
CS is cool, aar is really good. and jorddy is pro also. i suck at it.haha, but still got luck to kill ppl by accident.. heehee, don is not much better, but he did not team kill so many times like me... sorry, jorddy :P
walking around queenstown is energy-consuming. especially when we are walking around to hunt a sneaker for aar.
IKEA is huge, my first time being there, but seriously, where got normal young boys go there and try sofa and bed? haha, but its fun. (maybe except the licking part)
aar got a new pair of shoes in the end, brown converse.. not bad (for the price)
aar's hardcore! try the rice with hand. and don likes the stupid donut shape food with the hot green chilli.
CS is cool, aar is really good. and jorddy is pro also. i suck at it.haha, but still got luck to kill ppl by accident.. heehee, don is not much better, but he did not team kill so many times like me... sorry, jorddy :P
walking around queenstown is energy-consuming. especially when we are walking around to hunt a sneaker for aar.
IKEA is huge, my first time being there, but seriously, where got normal young boys go there and try sofa and bed? haha, but its fun. (maybe except the licking part)
aar got a new pair of shoes in the end, brown converse.. not bad (for the price)
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
I've got a life to lead
but no soul to free
my life is screwed
so screwed
so damn fking screwed
im going to a town that has already been burnt down
my life is screwed
so screwed
so damn fking screwed
im going to a town that has already been burnt down
Monday, November 12, 2007
Asok
ive decided to break the blanket silence on my internshippe.
many a time today i felt like asok, the intern in dilbert. i can draw many parallels. we are the lowest lifeforms in the office, which is dysfunctional. everyone just dumps work on us and no one really gives a fuck about us. most of them are stupid and tell you contradictory stuff or set out unachievable goals. maybe they secretly enjoy giving unclear instructions and sending you on the long route.
but u cant blame them. having talented invidividuals in these jobs waste them. u need shit heads. now im supportive of the elitist fastracking program. these plebes are hopeless.
tomorrow i got quite a bit of shit to do. but im just going to take it easy, take it slow. im just a lowly intern. a loser who needs some good shit on his cv.
a subcubicle dweller trawling the bottom for scum. a subcubicle dweller that refers to pricewaterhousecoopers so much, in a cultured place like rj u refer to as plagiarising. a subcubicle dweller who's time does not matter, and the full cubicler, the senior officer and manager can thumb u down n kick u around.
anyway, for the cv
im doing it
im swallowing my pride
snapping my backbone
and being a total fucked up shit
asok ftw.
many a time today i felt like asok, the intern in dilbert. i can draw many parallels. we are the lowest lifeforms in the office, which is dysfunctional. everyone just dumps work on us and no one really gives a fuck about us. most of them are stupid and tell you contradictory stuff or set out unachievable goals. maybe they secretly enjoy giving unclear instructions and sending you on the long route.
but u cant blame them. having talented invidividuals in these jobs waste them. u need shit heads. now im supportive of the elitist fastracking program. these plebes are hopeless.
tomorrow i got quite a bit of shit to do. but im just going to take it easy, take it slow. im just a lowly intern. a loser who needs some good shit on his cv.
a subcubicle dweller trawling the bottom for scum. a subcubicle dweller that refers to pricewaterhousecoopers so much, in a cultured place like rj u refer to as plagiarising. a subcubicle dweller who's time does not matter, and the full cubicler, the senior officer and manager can thumb u down n kick u around.
anyway, for the cv
im doing it
im swallowing my pride
snapping my backbone
and being a total fucked up shit
asok ftw.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
of marshmallows and wings
yesterday was disappointing
yesterday night was fantastic
thanks zhenan
thanks aaron
the food at billy bombers was so-so
but the company was great
haha
im in a stink now
i cant find my h3 econs work due tomorrow
wawaweewa
haha heck just wait and see lor
whether anyone has a copy he can send to me.
or she.
whatever.
in the mean time i shall continue enjoying myself
weekends are precious
especially when u work in a fked up place
where they discuss (see title)
naah it cant be M18 because people at 12 already use them often. revolting.
yesterday night was fantastic
thanks zhenan
thanks aaron
the food at billy bombers was so-so
but the company was great
haha
im in a stink now
i cant find my h3 econs work due tomorrow
wawaweewa
haha heck just wait and see lor
whether anyone has a copy he can send to me.
or she.
whatever.
in the mean time i shall continue enjoying myself
weekends are precious
especially when u work in a fked up place
where they discuss (see title)
naah it cant be M18 because people at 12 already use them often. revolting.
Friday, November 9, 2007
waffle with ice cream
sigh, life is tough.
food today is average. but the mixed drink was impressive! haha..
spent the afternoon in nat lib reading sophie's world,
then drew a shirt for the b'day kid.
on the way back from city hall, talked to aaron on the train.
feel that recently we have walked rather far apart,
haha, but not a prob, he s easy going.
and we wanted to find some part time job!
not for the money, but juz to try..heehee..seems cool!
what to do tmr? wash cloth in HOSTEL!
life is sad... maybe hardcore mug SAT:)
food today is average. but the mixed drink was impressive! haha..
spent the afternoon in nat lib reading sophie's world,
then drew a shirt for the b'day kid.
on the way back from city hall, talked to aaron on the train.
feel that recently we have walked rather far apart,
haha, but not a prob, he s easy going.
and we wanted to find some part time job!
not for the money, but juz to try..heehee..seems cool!
what to do tmr? wash cloth in HOSTEL!
life is sad... maybe hardcore mug SAT:)
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Don's First Law
If you don't like me or despise me, then you're stupid and therefore not important and you can just buzz off.
it's been a year already. thanks everyone who have remembered my birthday. I would reciprocate. Those who don't remember. DIE! Naah you're not important so you can fuck off and die.
wow i guess im in deep trouble now. havent even touched my h3 homework. haha. and its due by sunday. nope im just going to piece together some shit on saturday worthy of a U- grade. i would be so proud of myself.
i have yet to return the library book and its overdue by a week. but heck, the acjc people wanted to lend me the book. hah! suckers! anyway
my resolution for the next trip around the sun would be 1024 by 728.
eh fuck thats a stupid joke. i didn't even laugh. but that's not important.
i resolve to be nicer to people, even stupid and undeserving ones. and i resolve to be a chao mugger and mug my dick off, cos ultimately, 10 years down the road, what matters is ur As and not whether u mugged like a prc for it.
and i want to be a better chair, but i cant do much about such a noob job. right? right. let's move on. if u don't agree with me, fuck off.
and like stho, need to get my life in order and get a ahem ahem.
heehee
alright
that's all.
Happy Birthday, Me!
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
INTP
Economist
Engineer
Investment Banker
Lawyer/Attorney
All 4 of my dream jobs. other than building a playboy mansion in singapore.
sorry for the long hiatus. but i wont blog about my attachment till its over.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
a really retarded reflection on my really fucked up pw
PW has been a most unpleasant for me. the group has a sucky member and we were not particularly inspired. WR sucked and OP was only alright. I am really glad its all over.
Fuck off PW
RJ230 can also fuck off and DIE
muahahahaha.
im demented.
Fuck off PW
RJ230 can also fuck off and DIE
muahahahaha.
im demented.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Stand Your Ground
For the record, my dear prc friend.
i need all the fucking inheritance i can get. without the inheritance im seriously nothing.
im good for nothing.
shit always happens.
and i need to drive my porsche 998 to my first day of work, even if im just a wussy teacher lol.
yup, its just coincidence and bad karma harking back to my 4p days.
nope i havent learnt my lesson.
i remember in ri, presentations really sook to inform. they served a real purpose. they were really there to bring out the best of a project. they were solid, good stuff.
now in rj. its all about humor. all about background. superficial. bah. superificial.
we are regressing.
maybe cos of girls?
i need all the fucking inheritance i can get. without the inheritance im seriously nothing.
im good for nothing.
shit always happens.
and i need to drive my porsche 998 to my first day of work, even if im just a wussy teacher lol.
yup, its just coincidence and bad karma harking back to my 4p days.
nope i havent learnt my lesson.
i remember in ri, presentations really sook to inform. they served a real purpose. they were really there to bring out the best of a project. they were solid, good stuff.
now in rj. its all about humor. all about background. superficial. bah. superificial.
we are regressing.
maybe cos of girls?
IES-India
heehee, i told ya,
u are really attached to india ur whole life!
heck the money from ur parents, go for her! :)
anyway, the cheese cake was a ok attempt,
although it did not serve its ultimate purpose,
it still did something before its final destination.
and don says its quite nice!
great! its like how hard to make don say something is nice! (although he only refer to the digestive part, the base)
getting sick in the afternoon,
think walk too fast in the sun and get heated.
the porridge at han's (which reminds me of some one) suck!
then the cip followed was impressive!
7 rjc students on 3 primary kids!
plz... its like wtf! 2 on 1? naah...
lenny, the hardcore bas beat don's knee! wth, cannot even stand!
should learn from him! heehee :P
ok, time to go and do reflections and still hav to rest well today, cause hav to do pw tmr!!
u are really attached to india ur whole life!
heck the money from ur parents, go for her! :)
anyway, the cheese cake was a ok attempt,
although it did not serve its ultimate purpose,
it still did something before its final destination.
and don says its quite nice!
great! its like how hard to make don say something is nice! (although he only refer to the digestive part, the base)
getting sick in the afternoon,
think walk too fast in the sun and get heated.
the porridge at han's (which reminds me of some one) suck!
then the cip followed was impressive!
7 rjc students on 3 primary kids!
plz... its like wtf! 2 on 1? naah...
lenny, the hardcore bas beat don's knee! wth, cannot even stand!
should learn from him! heehee :P
ok, time to go and do reflections and still hav to rest well today, cause hav to do pw tmr!!
Monday, October 29, 2007
fuck my life
my interview got screwed
im going to die
why everyone say its a casual chat
then mine they ask so many lanchiau questions
walau
is this your first attachment?
yea.
what were u doing in previous holidays?
...
....interesting, meaninful and enriching...
define interesting.
shit man i think i screwed my interview up
time to call nea for a back up attachment =)
fucking hell life sucks
while someone is baking cheesecake
im going to die
why everyone say its a casual chat
then mine they ask so many lanchiau questions
walau
is this your first attachment?
yea.
what were u doing in previous holidays?
...
....interesting, meaninful and enriching...
define interesting.
shit man i think i screwed my interview up
time to call nea for a back up attachment =)
fucking hell life sucks
while someone is baking cheesecake
Saturday, October 27, 2007
was I awake at 2am or did I make my bed?
freudian psychoanalysis and zhuangzi's butterfly dream have always intrigued me a lot.
well i forgot to record my dream.
I woke up at 2am and found myself sleeping on my bolster normal to my usual position. now this is possible because my bed is roughly a square. sleeping in this position is weird, because I remembered that I had actually made my bed.
I remembered clearly that I had moved my doodlings onto my table and as I can remember the papers were not on my bed at 2am if I had remembered accurately. And if the papers were not on the bed there would be no reason for me to be on the bed in that awkward position.
I went to the toilet and I checked the time. It was 2:10 when i went back to sleep. This time I orientated myself in the usual sleeping position and I found myself in this position when I woke up this morning.
Question is, was making my bed a figment of imagination, or my waking to pee a figment of imagination? Now I can never be sure of this.
well i forgot to record my dream.
I woke up at 2am and found myself sleeping on my bolster normal to my usual position. now this is possible because my bed is roughly a square. sleeping in this position is weird, because I remembered that I had actually made my bed.
I remembered clearly that I had moved my doodlings onto my table and as I can remember the papers were not on my bed at 2am if I had remembered accurately. And if the papers were not on the bed there would be no reason for me to be on the bed in that awkward position.
I went to the toilet and I checked the time. It was 2:10 when i went back to sleep. This time I orientated myself in the usual sleeping position and I found myself in this position when I woke up this morning.
Question is, was making my bed a figment of imagination, or my waking to pee a figment of imagination? Now I can never be sure of this.
jialat
I. Results
Don has done well although it is below his normal standard.
on one hand its flattery. on the other, it smacks of blatant suanning. f. even though my lit sucks i can read between the lines. f. on my promos report. fill in the blank man! rargh!
II. PW
I suck. I know that. The skit I crafted died. largely due to lack of practice and cos I was generally screwed up cos I was sick. but being sick does not mean I have the right to fuck it up. but the lack of aptitude was clearly reflected.
PW is a misadventure. I'm getting raped by it. First I settle the wr. and it goes wrong. OP, the final stretch is going wrong too. I just hope we can work damn hard and have the heavens be merciful and let us pass this turbulent times as a pw grp before all of us can fuck off and die.
III. Singapore
NMP thio is just troubling. pluralism but not plurality. religious morality affects public policy. I don't know, but these arguments reek of elitism and of an asshole speaking froma higher moral ground.
I'm glad Janadas Devan of the Straits Times, incidentally Devan Nair's son so brilliantly rebutted her puerile points. Read Saturday section page 59. Insight. He's a real man
Now.
Back to pw.
Don has done well although it is below his normal standard.
on one hand its flattery. on the other, it smacks of blatant suanning. f. even though my lit sucks i can read between the lines. f. on my promos report. fill in the blank man! rargh!
II. PW
I suck. I know that. The skit I crafted died. largely due to lack of practice and cos I was generally screwed up cos I was sick. but being sick does not mean I have the right to fuck it up. but the lack of aptitude was clearly reflected.
PW is a misadventure. I'm getting raped by it. First I settle the wr. and it goes wrong. OP, the final stretch is going wrong too. I just hope we can work damn hard and have the heavens be merciful and let us pass this turbulent times as a pw grp before all of us can fuck off and die.
III. Singapore
NMP thio is just troubling. pluralism but not plurality. religious morality affects public policy. I don't know, but these arguments reek of elitism and of an asshole speaking froma higher moral ground.
I'm glad Janadas Devan of the Straits Times, incidentally Devan Nair's son so brilliantly rebutted her puerile points. Read Saturday section page 59. Insight. He's a real man
Now.
Back to pw.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Marche Cowwwwww
Cowwwww..
today we went to some history museum near vivocity..
watched a blankly dark movie which is supposed to represent the insecurity of ppl during the war time,
we took photo, class photo.
first time, all 26 of us. even the scientist!
marche hav dinner.
order all kinds of bullshit.
don's dish was quite nice, so i keep koping!
heehee, but bought a cake for him!
noted here, he chose the cake himself!
that is the "nicest" cake we hav ever tried in our entire life!
then i persuaded yj and wq to eat it!
they were impressed!haha!
good night! hope don s getting well.
i think i got the sore throat, should not koping his water alr!
today we went to some history museum near vivocity..
watched a blankly dark movie which is supposed to represent the insecurity of ppl during the war time,
we took photo, class photo.
first time, all 26 of us. even the scientist!
marche hav dinner.
order all kinds of bullshit.
don's dish was quite nice, so i keep koping!
heehee, but bought a cake for him!
noted here, he chose the cake himself!
that is the "nicest" cake we hav ever tried in our entire life!
then i persuaded yj and wq to eat it!
they were impressed!haha!
good night! hope don s getting well.
i think i got the sore throat, should not koping his water alr!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
o level certs
today,i collected my olevel certs,
which is supposed to be collected in Feb!
haha..see the long chain of A1s with the start of a C5!
F#$%!
really disappointed in myself!
then went to parkway to eat pasta again!
the source is super thick..
got to do pw later..
lifeisdamntough
which is supposed to be collected in Feb!
haha..see the long chain of A1s with the start of a C5!
F#$%!
really disappointed in myself!
then went to parkway to eat pasta again!
the source is super thick..
got to do pw later..
lifeisdamntough
Monday, October 22, 2007
Ethiopia Denied: On Don's Major Screw Up
"Life is Tough" - Apocryphal, or was it Lenny or yiheng
The sky was overcast as I came to school. It poured yesterday night, a bad omen. I knew the heavens were crying for me, but i decided to be a man and brave the bullshit and take whatever was wanking my way.
even before i stepped into A72, i already knew within me that this day would be a shit day, a day where i would get owned, owned like never before.
the fenian came and soon the papers were distributed. of course we should analyze the papers in chronological order so that my mood can be tracked properly.
Econs. got back case study first, 16/30. i just slumped back into my seat and nearly died. 16/30, my dears, is not even a flying B. and i need a B to secure my econs h3. my happinessometer took a beating. then i got back part b, which was 32/50 i think. added together, a just nice B. a nice, motherfking B. i was relieved, but certainly not happy. relieved because i can keep my econs h3, not happy because seriously i can do much better, esp when so many prcs got within my range. which is really disappointing.
Physics was totally fucked. 82/120, just missed A by a bit. add to my CT and i get 69.0 exact. which is serious, serious shit. fuck i lost an A, just like that. life sucks. this happened last year for geog n ss, 79? fuck man. and i was quite confident that i would do ok for this paper.
turns out i was wrong. every single definition question was wrong. every motherfucking single one of them. add to that a misunderstanding of the two planets, the hopping idiot and the alcoholic question, i just got raped, real bad. i was limp as i left.
at this point my ego was shattered. fuck. its the signal of something new. im going to get raped over and over again. no more As. im dying. i felt like shit as i looked at the paper. and people around me were getting 90++. subsequently i hears liqian fullmarksed it true to his 4pstyle and i nearly died.
i furiously calculated over and got zhenan to help me look for addition errors but there were none to be found. by this time i contemplated flinging my deserving self off of the 7th floor onto the cold hard compressed bricks that made up the driveway below. i really don't deserve to live. but im too wuss to jump.
as the jump sequence kept playing in my mind like a windows movie maker storeyboard. they gave out the math paper. by now even an 83 for math didnt bother me. i wasnt even bothered that i only actually got 2 questions wrong and the rest of the deductions came from bad workings. naah fuck i didnt care. my mind was filled with the debacle that was physics.
i sat, i stared, i stared harder. by now the pheeling from the phailure that was physics was phading away. at least i secured an A, a cheap, loserish, lousy, disappointing, imbecilic, puerile A, but an A, at the very least. BBA. thats alright. chill man. but the real don in me was like, fuck u bastard why r u so stupid im going to abandon u even if that means i die. all this while i thumb at my physics paper.
general paper. i prepared for the worst. my essay sucked and i knew that. the points were feeble. my aq, hopeless. the fillers, all crap. but when he returned the first paper, i was honestly, pleasantly surprised. 38/50. naah please, it is not that good, but i was surprised. bewildered. fuck i left the classroom feeling like a total loser man, i still remembered. something is wrong.
paper ii. 41.5/50. fuck hows that. seriously, i was quite happy with gp. its the only recourse i had for the whole of today. 79.5. this is the only thing worth celebrating for. and i hope to get on the deans list, and im praying that i can see a 100%ile this time. praying damn hard. of course the less than devout me, most probably wont see my wish come true.
chem. by now i have ABBA. quite gay, i know. but i thought i was going to have them rearranged and get A BABE. so E for chem. i was resigned to fate. mcq was a nice 13/25. i thought i was on track. 52%, dickies!
by this point i had grown numb to the physics phuckup. theres more to life than physics, man. theres also more to life than chem. at most study at nus, or go to some mickey mouse university in florida!
but quite luckily, overall for chem i scraped a B, 61.5. i felt nothing, neither happy nor sad. indifference set in.
so i assembled BABAB, my best effort. i felt like a pussy. the kind that produces furballs and get kicked around. AAAAB to BABAB. is a huge drop. i deteriorated. i got pwned by prcs. Many prcs. now this is not right. life is tough.
im sad, that i want to die.
ABABA was just 1 motherfucking mark away. and i couldnt get it. i couldnt even get to ethiopia. but im going to listen to bob marley.
The sky was overcast as I came to school. It poured yesterday night, a bad omen. I knew the heavens were crying for me, but i decided to be a man and brave the bullshit and take whatever was wanking my way.
even before i stepped into A72, i already knew within me that this day would be a shit day, a day where i would get owned, owned like never before.
the fenian came and soon the papers were distributed. of course we should analyze the papers in chronological order so that my mood can be tracked properly.
Econs. got back case study first, 16/30. i just slumped back into my seat and nearly died. 16/30, my dears, is not even a flying B. and i need a B to secure my econs h3. my happinessometer took a beating. then i got back part b, which was 32/50 i think. added together, a just nice B. a nice, motherfking B. i was relieved, but certainly not happy. relieved because i can keep my econs h3, not happy because seriously i can do much better, esp when so many prcs got within my range. which is really disappointing.
Physics was totally fucked. 82/120, just missed A by a bit. add to my CT and i get 69.0 exact. which is serious, serious shit. fuck i lost an A, just like that. life sucks. this happened last year for geog n ss, 79? fuck man. and i was quite confident that i would do ok for this paper.
turns out i was wrong. every single definition question was wrong. every motherfucking single one of them. add to that a misunderstanding of the two planets, the hopping idiot and the alcoholic question, i just got raped, real bad. i was limp as i left.
at this point my ego was shattered. fuck. its the signal of something new. im going to get raped over and over again. no more As. im dying. i felt like shit as i looked at the paper. and people around me were getting 90++. subsequently i hears liqian fullmarksed it true to his 4pstyle and i nearly died.
i furiously calculated over and got zhenan to help me look for addition errors but there were none to be found. by this time i contemplated flinging my deserving self off of the 7th floor onto the cold hard compressed bricks that made up the driveway below. i really don't deserve to live. but im too wuss to jump.
as the jump sequence kept playing in my mind like a windows movie maker storeyboard. they gave out the math paper. by now even an 83 for math didnt bother me. i wasnt even bothered that i only actually got 2 questions wrong and the rest of the deductions came from bad workings. naah fuck i didnt care. my mind was filled with the debacle that was physics.
i sat, i stared, i stared harder. by now the pheeling from the phailure that was physics was phading away. at least i secured an A, a cheap, loserish, lousy, disappointing, imbecilic, puerile A, but an A, at the very least. BBA. thats alright. chill man. but the real don in me was like, fuck u bastard why r u so stupid im going to abandon u even if that means i die. all this while i thumb at my physics paper.
general paper. i prepared for the worst. my essay sucked and i knew that. the points were feeble. my aq, hopeless. the fillers, all crap. but when he returned the first paper, i was honestly, pleasantly surprised. 38/50. naah please, it is not that good, but i was surprised. bewildered. fuck i left the classroom feeling like a total loser man, i still remembered. something is wrong.
paper ii. 41.5/50. fuck hows that. seriously, i was quite happy with gp. its the only recourse i had for the whole of today. 79.5. this is the only thing worth celebrating for. and i hope to get on the deans list, and im praying that i can see a 100%ile this time. praying damn hard. of course the less than devout me, most probably wont see my wish come true.
chem. by now i have ABBA. quite gay, i know. but i thought i was going to have them rearranged and get A BABE. so E for chem. i was resigned to fate. mcq was a nice 13/25. i thought i was on track. 52%, dickies!
by this point i had grown numb to the physics phuckup. theres more to life than physics, man. theres also more to life than chem. at most study at nus, or go to some mickey mouse university in florida!
but quite luckily, overall for chem i scraped a B, 61.5. i felt nothing, neither happy nor sad. indifference set in.
so i assembled BABAB, my best effort. i felt like a pussy. the kind that produces furballs and get kicked around. AAAAB to BABAB. is a huge drop. i deteriorated. i got pwned by prcs. Many prcs. now this is not right. life is tough.
im sad, that i want to die.
ABABA was just 1 motherfucking mark away. and i couldnt get it. i couldnt even get to ethiopia. but im going to listen to bob marley.
lifeistough!
OMG!
life is so tough!
what kind of shity results is this?
ABABE to ACADA.
wtf!
econs got D!
no more H3 already! actually quite sad, especailly that i do not even have a choice!
im forced to screw off!
maybe its a sign for me to reconsider my career path or uni major!
anyway... cannot take econs with u liao,don..damn sad!
chem h3! what the hell, dun think can really do well also!
whatever! come on man.
life is tough!
life is so tough!
what kind of shity results is this?
ABABE to ACADA.
wtf!
econs got D!
no more H3 already! actually quite sad, especailly that i do not even have a choice!
im forced to screw off!
maybe its a sign for me to reconsider my career path or uni major!
anyway... cannot take econs with u liao,don..damn sad!
chem h3! what the hell, dun think can really do well also!
whatever! come on man.
life is tough!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Are You Ready
Hey folks,
Just thought I should drop an email to prepare you all for the release of your results tomorrow.
By now, you should be aware that for the first 3 hours tomorrow morning, you will be getting all your results from your CT. Then, from 11am onwards, normal lessons will resume (following your old timetable), though some venues could change. I am sure your subject tutors would like to be with you during the release of your results (I know I definitely want to), but unfortunately, this year they are going to do it this way.
Your CTs will tell you that you should not ask for any more marks, because all possible moderation would have been done. Personally, I also think it would be good character-building if you can just take the marks in your stride rather than to ask for more. If you find that you have been given extra marks, also have the integrity to let your CT know. You may see a drop in your grades as a result, but at least your conscience is clear and your integrity is intact. I don't know about you, but I know I would respect such people a great deal.
For those who have not done so well for this Promos, it would be a good time, after you've griefed, to take stock of what you've done this year, and check on your priorities. Have you been spending your time too much somewhere else rather than on academia? How can you improve? Are you studying correctly? These are questions that you might want to ask yourself, perhaps in consultation with your tutors. In any case, remember to be resilient in the face of such stumbling blocks. Yes, you can cry and sulk for some time, but remember to bounce back with greater grit and desire to excel. That is, after all, what the Rafflesian Spirit is all about. In times of despair, there are also friends and teachers who can lend you a listening ear and a helping hand. Do not hesitate to find a shoulder to lean on.
For those who have done well, or have met your expectations, remember to be sensitive to the feelings of others. Don't start prancing around and screaming in delight, and forget that someone else in your midst might be upset. It's not about suppressing your feelings, but about controlling and showing the right emotion at the right time in the right place. Also, don't be complacent. We are only halfway through. There is as much hope of others improving as there is risk of you stumbling next year. Aim to see where you can further improve, and how you can help others in your class who might be weaker. Last but not least, be there for your friends who might not be feeling too exuberant.
An important thing is to remember to attend all your scheduled lessons tomorrow, regardless of whether or not you feel like it. I suspect there will be a big hooha if you were present during the release of the results, but disappear subsequently for the rest of the day.
Last but not least, if anyone is feeling very upset and need someone to talk to (other than your friends), you have my number, you have my email, and I should be in school for some time (though not necessarily in the staffroom; maybe on the bball courts if the weather is good). I'm not a pro at counselling, but I promise to listen and offer advice where I can. No need to book for consultation =)
My, this email sounds so sad. Maybe I am really emo, as 6M always reminds me. Or maybe it's because now I am worried about the results of 108 students compared to just my own results a number of years back, so my worries are multiplied 108 times. But to put things into perspective, things aren't all that bleak. Most of you have improved since the Common Tests, and some of you have improved tremendously.
To summarise:
1) be positive
2) be resilient
3) be sensitive to others
4) don't give up
5) it's not over yet
I'll see you all in class tomorrow (except 6G, because I'll only see you on Thursday). Sorry if I spoilt your Sunday evening with this email. If it's been spoilt, just sleep early. Haha... =)
All the best for the release of your results tomorrow! =)
PJL =)
Just thought I should drop an email to prepare you all for the release of your results tomorrow.
By now, you should be aware that for the first 3 hours tomorrow morning, you will be getting all your results from your CT. Then, from 11am onwards, normal lessons will resume (following your old timetable), though some venues could change. I am sure your subject tutors would like to be with you during the release of your results (I know I definitely want to), but unfortunately, this year they are going to do it this way.
Your CTs will tell you that you should not ask for any more marks, because all possible moderation would have been done. Personally, I also think it would be good character-building if you can just take the marks in your stride rather than to ask for more. If you find that you have been given extra marks, also have the integrity to let your CT know. You may see a drop in your grades as a result, but at least your conscience is clear and your integrity is intact. I don't know about you, but I know I would respect such people a great deal.
For those who have not done so well for this Promos, it would be a good time, after you've griefed, to take stock of what you've done this year, and check on your priorities. Have you been spending your time too much somewhere else rather than on academia? How can you improve? Are you studying correctly? These are questions that you might want to ask yourself, perhaps in consultation with your tutors. In any case, remember to be resilient in the face of such stumbling blocks. Yes, you can cry and sulk for some time, but remember to bounce back with greater grit and desire to excel. That is, after all, what the Rafflesian Spirit is all about. In times of despair, there are also friends and teachers who can lend you a listening ear and a helping hand. Do not hesitate to find a shoulder to lean on.
For those who have done well, or have met your expectations, remember to be sensitive to the feelings of others. Don't start prancing around and screaming in delight, and forget that someone else in your midst might be upset. It's not about suppressing your feelings, but about controlling and showing the right emotion at the right time in the right place. Also, don't be complacent. We are only halfway through. There is as much hope of others improving as there is risk of you stumbling next year. Aim to see where you can further improve, and how you can help others in your class who might be weaker. Last but not least, be there for your friends who might not be feeling too exuberant.
An important thing is to remember to attend all your scheduled lessons tomorrow, regardless of whether or not you feel like it. I suspect there will be a big hooha if you were present during the release of the results, but disappear subsequently for the rest of the day.
Last but not least, if anyone is feeling very upset and need someone to talk to (other than your friends), you have my number, you have my email, and I should be in school for some time (though not necessarily in the staffroom; maybe on the bball courts if the weather is good). I'm not a pro at counselling, but I promise to listen and offer advice where I can. No need to book for consultation =)
My, this email sounds so sad. Maybe I am really emo, as 6M always reminds me. Or maybe it's because now I am worried about the results of 108 students compared to just my own results a number of years back, so my worries are multiplied 108 times. But to put things into perspective, things aren't all that bleak. Most of you have improved since the Common Tests, and some of you have improved tremendously.
To summarise:
1) be positive
2) be resilient
3) be sensitive to others
4) don't give up
5) it's not over yet
I'll see you all in class tomorrow (except 6G, because I'll only see you on Thursday). Sorry if I spoilt your Sunday evening with this email. If it's been spoilt, just sleep early. Haha... =)
All the best for the release of your results tomorrow! =)
PJL =)
Saturday, October 20, 2007
sad life
my actions are slow!
how?
can i succeed by the end of this year?
if not, i hav to be alone the whole j2 year!
freak!
must speed up!
anyway,today sux!
got council meeting!
commzd,department reflection!
actually quite fun.
then went for lunch with yanneng and wee jin....hav to eat with him! OMG
then cut hair,
watch movie,alone again
haha,but the movie is damn horny lah..
say a boy like to draw penis since 8,then show all the pictures he drew!
wow,damn creative...
then come back hostel..not home! dun cheat yourself!
doing survey analysis!
sad case!
damn panic about the results coming out on monday!
i think i will juz simply die AGAIN!
my econs gg liao,no more chance to take H3!
life sux!
especially with PW!
how?
can i succeed by the end of this year?
if not, i hav to be alone the whole j2 year!
freak!
must speed up!
anyway,today sux!
got council meeting!
commzd,department reflection!
actually quite fun.
then went for lunch with yanneng and wee jin....hav to eat with him! OMG
then cut hair,
watch movie,alone again
haha,but the movie is damn horny lah..
say a boy like to draw penis since 8,then show all the pictures he drew!
wow,damn creative...
then come back hostel..not home! dun cheat yourself!
doing survey analysis!
sad case!
damn panic about the results coming out on monday!
i think i will juz simply die AGAIN!
my econs gg liao,no more chance to take H3!
life sux!
especially with PW!
Carpe Diem
Time is running out
it would be less than 48 hours to my time of reckoning
when i will either be elated
or depressed that i want to kill myself
the second case seems more likely
went to breeks with aar n zn yest
was good
walked and talked cock
all before monday
downloaded in rainbows
which sucked.
lets be merry
for this happy times wont last for long.
it would be less than 48 hours to my time of reckoning
when i will either be elated
or depressed that i want to kill myself
the second case seems more likely
went to breeks with aar n zn yest
was good
walked and talked cock
all before monday
downloaded in rainbows
which sucked.
lets be merry
for this happy times wont last for long.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
You come between who You are and who You want to be
Welcome to wherever you are
This is your life, you made it this far
Welcome, you gotta believe
That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be
Welcome, to wherever you are
When everybody's in, and you're left out
And you feel your drowning, in a shadow of a doubt
Everyones a miracle in their own way
Just listen to yourself, not what other people say
When it seems you're lost, alone and feeling down
Remember everybody's different
Just take a look around
This is your life, you made it this far
Welcome, you gotta believe
That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be
Welcome, to wherever you are
When everybody's in, and you're left out
And you feel your drowning, in a shadow of a doubt
Everyones a miracle in their own way
Just listen to yourself, not what other people say
When it seems you're lost, alone and feeling down
Remember everybody's different
Just take a look around
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
welcome to wherever i is
this is where don is talking about his sad shit little fucking screwed up life. and don is a person i know personally, and very well.
well today, don had a very unpleasant time. firstly, his maids mom had a stroke and is going back home to the land named after a spaniard who had syphilis banging too many chiobus 3 centuries ago.
i pity her, her moms even younger than my mum. her father has disappeared and she has 2 younger siblings. fibbing, possible, but don is not interested to judge. all don knows is that she never asked for money or additional help. nice.
back to don. now don is an extremely sad shit leading a desperate life. now until when a replacement comes along which would be in a while, because dons parents prefer to shop around and not rush in, don has to do all the shit around the house. learning experience. so don has to get water to his room and clean up the messes after himself. life has cast a dark shadow on him and he is pissed with life.
then in school, don was feeling like a sore used dick during math because the expansions look like mandarin to him 操你妈B. or something like that floating across the screen. binomial expansion wasnt taught in ri, so the rafflesian pedigree didnt know how to do it. other than of course he is stupid, from the diffusion on the concentration gradient in his class, but here we digress.
life sucked more when rehearsing for pw. don wrote scripts for the esteemed members of 230. its alright that some did prepare, some didnt. now don is not a prolific writer and this was not his best piece. actually maybe, since this is the first time he has bothered about writing a script for presentation at all. but here we digress. despite these, don put his heart and soul into writing the script. every word crafted so lovingly, every sentence done with dick in the mix. he envisaged a nouveau vista, something that was truly good and the hope for a better age.
even though this was rjc, auspicium was not to be melioris. wait it didnt even materialise. the beauty played out in his small pathetic cranium outside his hypothalamus of course was all but to crystallize. nope, not a Ksp wasnt exceeded.
as they read with their accents, i felt banged. bang bang bang. nope, not from a .38 magnum, but from some gigantic offending testtube washer. i was raped and i felt like i was dying.
i foamed. maybe 377A shouldnt be repealed and sex offenders should be hanged, anyway lets not digress from the subject hereinbefore and hereinafter refered to as don.
dons dream was in shambles. his great vision, gone. everything that once appeared vaporised immediately. sublimed, whatever. the grand vision, the great plan or in this case, the great leap forward all got FUCKED, real bad.
don resigned to fate and an A for PW, A for approaching expectations that is. and even these expectations are crap, shit, fit for those without dicks.
oh please, after PW there was reprieve. but don didnt understand no shit about superposition and youngs double slit. don loves slits, but not young's. so don tried to read knowledge again, but to no avail as he laughed himself silly listening to the most honorable yiheng & co. (est. time immemorial) discussing jve wang.
if kids say the darnest things, this most honorable company say the nastiest things ever heard of of a girl seated barely 3 rows away. for "she is the modern medusa, if she sits at the back id sit in the front and vice versa, if she sits in the center i pon the tutorial." now thats not very nice, is it. but to think about it, even lenny leng, the paradigm of niceness and what is good, the paragon of a beautiful mind, the exemplar for all lesser beings like rafflesians, said he lost his appetite the first time he saw her.
now she is THAT captivating.
and she is in nigels pw group.
econs was another bitter and hard struggle as don struggled to grasp the different symbols used. and the little inconsistencies in the notes which don only managed to articulate after meditating hard with his stick on the bus. anyway don, the wuss and bastard decided to have some fun, declaring people NOOB when they furiously punched their calculators and got the wrong answer.
quite a bit for a noob day for don.
don then moved on and wanked hard in the canteen as the coolest guys in class congregated at a table to discuss jve wang. the girl in question has gotten them by their balls as they discussed the cruelty of the heavens or genes or whatever u believe in. and here these honorable persons spent a better part of an hour before don ventured home. utter noobness.
and don got noobed once again as he took 156. 157 arrived just after. don cursed the bus and hoped that it would break down, which sadly didnt materialize. don was distraught and flipped off at that bus. but no diff, 156 crawled along and 157 sped past.
and don met nigel at coro.
such is the sad, sad, sad life
of a boy
named don.
and here, he lifts
his middle finger and says
fuck you very much.
well today, don had a very unpleasant time. firstly, his maids mom had a stroke and is going back home to the land named after a spaniard who had syphilis banging too many chiobus 3 centuries ago.
i pity her, her moms even younger than my mum. her father has disappeared and she has 2 younger siblings. fibbing, possible, but don is not interested to judge. all don knows is that she never asked for money or additional help. nice.
back to don. now don is an extremely sad shit leading a desperate life. now until when a replacement comes along which would be in a while, because dons parents prefer to shop around and not rush in, don has to do all the shit around the house. learning experience. so don has to get water to his room and clean up the messes after himself. life has cast a dark shadow on him and he is pissed with life.
then in school, don was feeling like a sore used dick during math because the expansions look like mandarin to him 操你妈B. or something like that floating across the screen. binomial expansion wasnt taught in ri, so the rafflesian pedigree didnt know how to do it. other than of course he is stupid, from the diffusion on the concentration gradient in his class, but here we digress.
life sucked more when rehearsing for pw. don wrote scripts for the esteemed members of 230. its alright that some did prepare, some didnt. now don is not a prolific writer and this was not his best piece. actually maybe, since this is the first time he has bothered about writing a script for presentation at all. but here we digress. despite these, don put his heart and soul into writing the script. every word crafted so lovingly, every sentence done with dick in the mix. he envisaged a nouveau vista, something that was truly good and the hope for a better age.
even though this was rjc, auspicium was not to be melioris. wait it didnt even materialise. the beauty played out in his small pathetic cranium outside his hypothalamus of course was all but to crystallize. nope, not a Ksp wasnt exceeded.
as they read with their accents, i felt banged. bang bang bang. nope, not from a .38 magnum, but from some gigantic offending testtube washer. i was raped and i felt like i was dying.
i foamed. maybe 377A shouldnt be repealed and sex offenders should be hanged, anyway lets not digress from the subject hereinbefore and hereinafter refered to as don.
dons dream was in shambles. his great vision, gone. everything that once appeared vaporised immediately. sublimed, whatever. the grand vision, the great plan or in this case, the great leap forward all got FUCKED, real bad.
don resigned to fate and an A for PW, A for approaching expectations that is. and even these expectations are crap, shit, fit for those without dicks.
oh please, after PW there was reprieve. but don didnt understand no shit about superposition and youngs double slit. don loves slits, but not young's. so don tried to read knowledge again, but to no avail as he laughed himself silly listening to the most honorable yiheng & co. (est. time immemorial) discussing jve wang.
if kids say the darnest things, this most honorable company say the nastiest things ever heard of of a girl seated barely 3 rows away. for "she is the modern medusa, if she sits at the back id sit in the front and vice versa, if she sits in the center i pon the tutorial." now thats not very nice, is it. but to think about it, even lenny leng, the paradigm of niceness and what is good, the paragon of a beautiful mind, the exemplar for all lesser beings like rafflesians, said he lost his appetite the first time he saw her.
now she is THAT captivating.
and she is in nigels pw group.
econs was another bitter and hard struggle as don struggled to grasp the different symbols used. and the little inconsistencies in the notes which don only managed to articulate after meditating hard with his stick on the bus. anyway don, the wuss and bastard decided to have some fun, declaring people NOOB when they furiously punched their calculators and got the wrong answer.
quite a bit for a noob day for don.
don then moved on and wanked hard in the canteen as the coolest guys in class congregated at a table to discuss jve wang. the girl in question has gotten them by their balls as they discussed the cruelty of the heavens or genes or whatever u believe in. and here these honorable persons spent a better part of an hour before don ventured home. utter noobness.
and don got noobed once again as he took 156. 157 arrived just after. don cursed the bus and hoped that it would break down, which sadly didnt materialize. don was distraught and flipped off at that bus. but no diff, 156 crawled along and 157 sped past.
and don met nigel at coro.
such is the sad, sad, sad life
of a boy
named don.
and here, he lifts
his middle finger and says
fuck you very much.
Monday, October 15, 2007
#repeal it#
for socrates said, the unexamined life is not worth living
i am here to blog.
life is getting better. im at one with getting fucked by pw.
no A, nevermind. anyway i cant get a scholarship
and need A then can get into econs or banking n finance
at nus meh?
at most go overseas only mahs. not like cannot afford liddat.
LOL
talking to stho late into the night is good fun.
reading his chatlogs with someone is even more fun.
i think his life rocks. it would rock more if he wasnt such a theocratic fag.
heehee.
it is raining. life sucks when its raining.
i remember happier times
when hips didn't lie
and lying was the most fun a girl could have
without taking her clothes off.
i remember younger days
when pcc-ing day and night
was all that i had and ever wanted to do
we could never see tomorrow.
but tomorrow would suck
pw prac for the free blocks what fuck is this man. tamade cheebye la.
hopefully we dont die for pw.
heh.
and life sucks
without the special one.
i am here to blog.
life is getting better. im at one with getting fucked by pw.
no A, nevermind. anyway i cant get a scholarship
and need A then can get into econs or banking n finance
at nus meh?
at most go overseas only mahs. not like cannot afford liddat.
LOL
talking to stho late into the night is good fun.
reading his chatlogs with someone is even more fun.
i think his life rocks. it would rock more if he wasnt such a theocratic fag.
heehee.
it is raining. life sucks when its raining.
i remember happier times
when hips didn't lie
and lying was the most fun a girl could have
without taking her clothes off.
i remember younger days
when pcc-ing day and night
was all that i had and ever wanted to do
we could never see tomorrow.
but tomorrow would suck
pw prac for the free blocks what fuck is this man. tamade cheebye la.
hopefully we dont die for pw.
heh.
and life sucks
without the special one.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Nobel Prize for Literature
Doris Lessing looks quite screwed up. don't know much about her writing though. never read her books before.
surfed wikipedia again. wow she's one of only five women who have ever received the prize for lit. speaks a lot about their lack of ability huh. anyways i saw nadine gordimer on the list. this name rang a bell. i know ive read her works before, but i just cannot remember which one.
maybe literature did serve a purpose. without literature i wouldnt have read some of my favorite pieces, like flowers for algernon and the lottery. and of course some interesting ones like animal farm and to kill a mockingbird.
but i know life was shit, especially when idiots teach literature in ri. and these idiots were in permanent pms with moods that follow a sinusoidal curve and where i often get to interact at the trough. fuck man. B for literature? that's me.
like i care whether they think im cold or what. i know i had a bad attitude towards lit. i dunno, in ri i thought lit was for the condemned. which still holds true i suppose. kbh, stef tan, malani they all seriously suck. i cant even believe kbh was an old boy and a geper, and malani is some caring shit teacher. shes some major terrorist with major amnesia and major fingerpointing skills.
i always hated teachers, all along.
anyway.
wikipedia-ing has brought me much new knowledge. sufism is really interesting.
facebook-ing is wasting my time. and already i see people trying to spam and get the most friends. this guy added me even though i dont think we have ever talked before. sure we were from ri gep, but do i actually know u?
samuel is crazy about farming and he goes around attacking cheap targets. of late he attacked zhenan as well, the facebook newbie. siao.
im really bored. and nope im not doing pw over le weekend.
surfed wikipedia again. wow she's one of only five women who have ever received the prize for lit. speaks a lot about their lack of ability huh. anyways i saw nadine gordimer on the list. this name rang a bell. i know ive read her works before, but i just cannot remember which one.
maybe literature did serve a purpose. without literature i wouldnt have read some of my favorite pieces, like flowers for algernon and the lottery. and of course some interesting ones like animal farm and to kill a mockingbird.
but i know life was shit, especially when idiots teach literature in ri. and these idiots were in permanent pms with moods that follow a sinusoidal curve and where i often get to interact at the trough. fuck man. B for literature? that's me.
like i care whether they think im cold or what. i know i had a bad attitude towards lit. i dunno, in ri i thought lit was for the condemned. which still holds true i suppose. kbh, stef tan, malani they all seriously suck. i cant even believe kbh was an old boy and a geper, and malani is some caring shit teacher. shes some major terrorist with major amnesia and major fingerpointing skills.
i always hated teachers, all along.
anyway.
wikipedia-ing has brought me much new knowledge. sufism is really interesting.
facebook-ing is wasting my time. and already i see people trying to spam and get the most friends. this guy added me even though i dont think we have ever talked before. sure we were from ri gep, but do i actually know u?
samuel is crazy about farming and he goes around attacking cheap targets. of late he attacked zhenan as well, the facebook newbie. siao.
im really bored. and nope im not doing pw over le weekend.
you can have your principles and i can have my porsche
im really bored.
at least ive done almost all that i need to weather the next dry run, and read 2/3 of knowledgen the wealth of nations.
going out later. life sucks dick.
at least ive done almost all that i need to weather the next dry run, and read 2/3 of knowledgen the wealth of nations.
going out later. life sucks dick.
Friday, October 12, 2007
happy hari raya
finished my skit. cheesy, sucks, whatever.
Al Gore and the intergovernmental panel for climate change have been awarded the nobel peace prize.
wawaweewa.
i hate environmentalists. who cares about the apocalypse anyway. all of us dying together seems more appealing to me than me myself making a solitary trip to the gates of hell.
Al Gore and the intergovernmental panel for climate change have been awarded the nobel peace prize.
wawaweewa.
i hate environmentalists. who cares about the apocalypse anyway. all of us dying together seems more appealing to me than me myself making a solitary trip to the gates of hell.
intelligent design
1: check email, see script.
2: have to edit scripts. then have to draft skit.
3: heck, go facebook.
4: deflower sengteck's page, fight lenny
5: Life is Tough, yo
6: Bitch to Stho: Life Sucks man. Shit!
7: somehow remember i have to do pw. jw's part is done
8: watch tv.
9: wikipedia. turkey recalls ambassador to USA
10: still reading wikipedia. abyssinia now
11: now facism
12: intelligent design (feature article)
13: oo pw. again. lc's part.
14: rain. the bed looks inviting.
15: switch on comp. facebook again.
16: still left with skit and my script.
life sucks.
2: have to edit scripts. then have to draft skit.
3: heck, go facebook.
4: deflower sengteck's page, fight lenny
5: Life is Tough, yo
6: Bitch to Stho: Life Sucks man. Shit!
7: somehow remember i have to do pw. jw's part is done
8: watch tv.
9: wikipedia. turkey recalls ambassador to USA
10: still reading wikipedia. abyssinia now
11: now facism
12: intelligent design (feature article)
13: oo pw. again. lc's part.
14: rain. the bed looks inviting.
15: switch on comp. facebook again.
16: still left with skit and my script.
life sucks.
we be bubbling everyday
fuck pw op is like raping me la.
seriously, writing a script a quality one at that is damn freaking hard.
its some unearthly hour now, yet im still up
and not doing pw.
somehow ive hit the wall.
and i dont feel tired.
my body is going into overdrive.
walau eh,
and im not being productive.
fuck tmr still got power cut between 9 and 12 whats this man.
shit head.
ok back to fantasizing about pw.
seriously, writing a script a quality one at that is damn freaking hard.
its some unearthly hour now, yet im still up
and not doing pw.
somehow ive hit the wall.
and i dont feel tired.
my body is going into overdrive.
walau eh,
and im not being productive.
fuck tmr still got power cut between 9 and 12 whats this man.
shit head.
ok back to fantasizing about pw.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
today, we go bowling (the gay pink ball)
today, we go bowling.
have fun throwing (rather droping).
even tried rolling.
deh~
today, we go bowling.
try to score by jumping.
heard the nails scratching.
plzzzzzzzzzz.
today, we go bowling.
gals totally owning.
life is depressing.
arh doooooooootz.
today, we go bowling.
had milk tea drinking.
practised the straw blowing.
shhhhhhhhhhhh.
today, we go bowling.
cann't help whining.
still got to pwmping.
oooooopppppppppzzzzzzz.
life sux! gd luck for op!
have fun throwing (rather droping).
even tried rolling.
deh~
today, we go bowling.
try to score by jumping.
heard the nails scratching.
plzzzzzzzzzz.
today, we go bowling.
gals totally owning.
life is depressing.
arh doooooooootz.
today, we go bowling.
had milk tea drinking.
practised the straw blowing.
shhhhhhhhhhhh.
today, we go bowling.
cann't help whining.
still got to pwmping.
oooooopppppppppzzzzzzz.
life sux! gd luck for op!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
songs i like
im so bored, not doing pw cos i feel spent.
favorite bands/singers. excludes the all time tops (ABBA, Bee Gees, the Beatles, Elvis Presley, John Denver, Michael Jackson, Queen)
Rufus Wainright
Instant Pleasure
Why does it always rain on me
Going to a Town
Hallelujah
Placebo
Pure Morning
Nancy Boy
Protege Moi
Muse
Feeling Good
Sing for Absolution
Unintended
Supermassive Blackhole
Hysteria
Radiohead
Fake Plastic Trees
High and Dry
The Tourist
Creep
Karma Police
Lucky
You and Whose Army
Airbag
Dollars and Cents
Idioteque
Let Down
You
Climbing Up the Walls
Talk Show Host
Bon Jovi
It's My Life
Have a Nice Day
Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Wet Sand
Hump de Bump
Dani California
Storm in a Teacup
The Eagles
Desperado
Hotel California
Tequila Sunrise
Doolin Dalton
Witchy Woman
Heartache Tonight
New Kid in Town
Life in the Fast Lane
Lyin' Eyes
Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's
Ruby by Kaiser Chiefs
Lips of an Angel by Hinder
Dust in the Wind by Scorpions
Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix
Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz
Night Drive by Jimmy Eat World
When You Were Young by the Killers
Plaisirs Solitaire by Madame Kay
Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana
yeah lol.
favorite bands/singers. excludes the all time tops (ABBA, Bee Gees, the Beatles, Elvis Presley, John Denver, Michael Jackson, Queen)
Rufus Wainright
Instant Pleasure
Why does it always rain on me
Going to a Town
Hallelujah
Placebo
Pure Morning
Nancy Boy
Protege Moi
Muse
Feeling Good
Sing for Absolution
Unintended
Supermassive Blackhole
Hysteria
Radiohead
Fake Plastic Trees
High and Dry
The Tourist
Creep
Karma Police
Lucky
You and Whose Army
Airbag
Dollars and Cents
Idioteque
Let Down
You
Climbing Up the Walls
Talk Show Host
Bon Jovi
It's My Life
Have a Nice Day
Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Wet Sand
Hump de Bump
Dani California
Storm in a Teacup
The Eagles
Desperado
Hotel California
Tequila Sunrise
Doolin Dalton
Witchy Woman
Heartache Tonight
New Kid in Town
Life in the Fast Lane
Lyin' Eyes
Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's
Ruby by Kaiser Chiefs
Lips of an Angel by Hinder
Dust in the Wind by Scorpions
Purple Haze by Jimi Hendrix
Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz
Night Drive by Jimmy Eat World
When You Were Young by the Killers
Plaisirs Solitaire by Madame Kay
Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana
yeah lol.
whiner winer winner
before i actually get down to any proper work, must whine.
somehow whining is one winning way.
doesnt solve any problem, but whining makes me feel better.
now, feeling good IS important.
pw op dry run yesterday was just
GGXX
now im trying not to be mean
but seriously i think my group might really be a liability and bring me a b. or worse.
let's analyze.
some of them dont speak audibly enough. its rather unfortunate that english is not their first language. which is quite a problem, cos they lack any confidence in what theyre talking about. their pronunciation is fairly screwy, so its a bit difficult to understand what they talk about. and they speak really softly, which is quite fked up.
coupled with the technical and higher level thinking required to grasp the immense contribution of grzywinski, the problem is compounded and no one actually understands what exactly is happening.
Q&A is a killershit. they just kena own non stop as hairy assholes try to gun the group down. the questions were ridiculously stupid, but they were pretty successful in exposing the flaws and bringing the group down.
and we're the last group of the day.
in this sense we are really quite dead.
the group is as strong as its weakest member, just as a chain is as strong as its weakest link. now now, how?
somehow whining is one winning way.
doesnt solve any problem, but whining makes me feel better.
now, feeling good IS important.
pw op dry run yesterday was just
GGXX
now im trying not to be mean
but seriously i think my group might really be a liability and bring me a b. or worse.
let's analyze.
some of them dont speak audibly enough. its rather unfortunate that english is not their first language. which is quite a problem, cos they lack any confidence in what theyre talking about. their pronunciation is fairly screwy, so its a bit difficult to understand what they talk about. and they speak really softly, which is quite fked up.
coupled with the technical and higher level thinking required to grasp the immense contribution of grzywinski, the problem is compounded and no one actually understands what exactly is happening.
Q&A is a killershit. they just kena own non stop as hairy assholes try to gun the group down. the questions were ridiculously stupid, but they were pretty successful in exposing the flaws and bringing the group down.
and we're the last group of the day.
in this sense we are really quite dead.
the group is as strong as its weakest member, just as a chain is as strong as its weakest link. now now, how?
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