I skipped school to sleep in this morning. I slept 17 hours straight from yesterday noon till this morning and I cannot deny that I am feeling very high, refreshed and totally opposite from what I was. Monday and tuesday night was horrible. Monday, I had weird nightmares the entire night, freaking me out, and quaking me awake from my sleep at regular intervals. The 'percentage yield' of sleep that night was horrible, and I was, inevitably, zombified the next day. These nightmares didn't drag on, but on tuesday night, I had this extremely persistant stomach ache in the middle of the night. Toilet-ing wouldn't help, it just stayed there persistantly and refused to leave me alone. It was only at about 5am when things settled down. Once again, not much sleep accomplished. Two consecutive days, and that was what left me on the verge of collasping on wednesday. Don't shoot me for ponning school. I needed that rest.
Still been watching Prison break. Im halfway through season two now, and the only reason is because I watched obssesively over the past few days. I touched no piano, no school work, and all I did was prison break, and sleep on my free time. Just wait, till I finish the entire thing (including season 3 )before I get to work. As for physics and math test tommorow, those can wait, till I finish a couple more episodes.
Maybe the reason contributing to my super abnormal fatigued state is due to these excessive watching of prison break, at probably a rate of 5-6 episodes/schoolday.
Chinese new year is coming. Pros and cons to these festive season. I always hate it how my house is always bombarded with strangers. I hate this infiltration, that invades my privacy, kills my peace, and brings about a net benefit level that somewhat plunges deep into negative scale. I have plans this chinese new year, and these people better not spoil my plans. As for now, I better make some rules that the 3rd level is officially out of bounds for any visitors.
Well, at least I should be happy with the holidays.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Midnight
Argh it's midnight. And how the heck did I land myself up here in my room instead of my bed doing "chem tests" on the portal because it's due tommorow, especially when I did have all the time since 5pm.
Great, what did I do? There's a chem test tommorow, and I spend the night watching Prison Break. Ohhhh, don't scream at me for being so outdated but yes, I watched SIX episodes tonight when there's a chem test going on tommorow and Im not prepared. And to think that I was actually feeling stressed for these fiction-based people who are escaping from prison, I was sooooo stressed when they were escaping I couldn't even think about my chem test. Man, I feel guilty for being soooo worked up over some fiction convicts escaping rather than a real chem test.
One consolation, I'm finally on season 2. And did I mention that I watched 15 episodes over the past weekend. Yup, I watched till I got a bad headache yesterday.
Ah well heck. It's just another test. There's organic chem in it, so well, hope for the best and hope easy reagents and conditions come out, and hope I can smoke my way through and get a pass this time.
Or maybe I'll just dig my way out of PJC.
All i need is to sign out. =X
But I'll just face this test. Anyway, there's one physics lecture to study for it, tommorow. Hope I can make use of my time well.
To think I actually made plans to study for this chem test. But, the mistake was thinking watching one episode was fine over dinner. And nope, it didn't go that fine. I can't sleep without watching the next episode and I figured I could just flunk this test.
Ah heck. Maybe i'll pass.
Great, what did I do? There's a chem test tommorow, and I spend the night watching Prison Break. Ohhhh, don't scream at me for being so outdated but yes, I watched SIX episodes tonight when there's a chem test going on tommorow and Im not prepared. And to think that I was actually feeling stressed for these fiction-based people who are escaping from prison, I was sooooo stressed when they were escaping I couldn't even think about my chem test. Man, I feel guilty for being soooo worked up over some fiction convicts escaping rather than a real chem test.
One consolation, I'm finally on season 2. And did I mention that I watched 15 episodes over the past weekend. Yup, I watched till I got a bad headache yesterday.
Ah well heck. It's just another test. There's organic chem in it, so well, hope for the best and hope easy reagents and conditions come out, and hope I can smoke my way through and get a pass this time.
Or maybe I'll just dig my way out of PJC.
All i need is to sign out. =X
But I'll just face this test. Anyway, there's one physics lecture to study for it, tommorow. Hope I can make use of my time well.
To think I actually made plans to study for this chem test. But, the mistake was thinking watching one episode was fine over dinner. And nope, it didn't go that fine. I can't sleep without watching the next episode and I figured I could just flunk this test.
Ah heck. Maybe i'll pass.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Invited readers only
Well, after several considerations, I decided to put up my blog on a "invited only mode". Several reasons that lead to this decision. There were many factors leading up to the restriction of this blog. And I wouldn't deny that the lamer that appeared in my tagboard was one triggering factor. I do not like annonymous people tagging on the blog, (especially if they were criticizing), and again especially when I make it clear that only nice things (or maybe neutral things) can be tagged and there will be no compromise. Apparently, people don't listen.
So. Many would have expected me to slam them down, verbally assault them. But imagine if you can, if lets say some pests would to invade your house. The most practical way is either to kill them or to chase them away. Just like how the ancient people put mosquito nets around their bed to prevent mosquitos from disturbing them. You see, these annonymous people are just like pests. You never know the name of the mosquito even after you kill them. They keep coming. Slaming them down is just like wrestling with bugs. I'm the owner of this blog. I wouldn't waste my time slamming them down, when I could just put up the nessecary barriers. The caterwauls (yes they sometimes can be mentally disturbing and it freaks me to even think that these crimes of unintelligence are commited by fellow human beings,on the tagboard (if there happen to be any), wouldn't nessecarily be the nicest, most glam sight on a personal blog. Futhurmore, my blog doesn't have many readers from the public. It's private, and only for people I know.
And now, I can say whatever I want. ROFL But it is true that blogging is losing it's appeal to me.
So. Many would have expected me to slam them down, verbally assault them. But imagine if you can, if lets say some pests would to invade your house. The most practical way is either to kill them or to chase them away. Just like how the ancient people put mosquito nets around their bed to prevent mosquitos from disturbing them. You see, these annonymous people are just like pests. You never know the name of the mosquito even after you kill them. They keep coming. Slaming them down is just like wrestling with bugs. I'm the owner of this blog. I wouldn't waste my time slamming them down, when I could just put up the nessecary barriers. The caterwauls (yes they sometimes can be mentally disturbing and it freaks me to even think that these crimes of unintelligence are commited by fellow human beings,on the tagboard (if there happen to be any), wouldn't nessecarily be the nicest, most glam sight on a personal blog. Futhurmore, my blog doesn't have many readers from the public. It's private, and only for people I know.
And now, I can say whatever I want. ROFL But it is true that blogging is losing it's appeal to me.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Weekends!!!
It's weekends!!! Untimely, but yeah, I am partially sick. Caught a flu because my immune system crashed after gettting caught in the rain twice, on consecutive days.
During math lecture yesterday. I think someone was caught playing games on his graphic calculator.
Lecturer : hey boys whats your name? (from afar)
Friend of boy : VECTOR!
Lecturer: What (!!!???) your name is VECTOR? (!!!??)
And the lecture was on vectors.
*everyone burst into laughter*
Lecturer:whats your name again?
Boy finally answers:Victor.
Lecturer: *a frenzies of ORHS appear on her head*
As well as everyone.
It was a priceless one. It's such moments that make school worth going for. Maybe it's not that funny, but I am a huge fan of these fun puns.
Ahh today during geog tutorial, was another "happy hour". I happened to be randomly browsing around the geog notes and I saw "poverty cycle". Then out of feeling "high", I just said. Rich people ride tricycle, middle class people ride bicycle. and poor people ride the poverty cycle.
Then jlam added. so university peeps ride the unicycle.
And so retards ride the recycle.
It's not that funny though, but it just happened that all of us went spastic, into a series of orgasmic laughter. And that attracted the teacher's glare, though.
I know I won't be able to capture all these minor comedic moments here and there, hopefully I will be able to remember all.
That's what I go to school for.
Olevel results yesterday, for those involved. I didn't impact me much, because most peeps I know were quite satisfied with their results (don't have any consoling to do). The only thing that irked is that the fact that I realised that ONE YEAR has passed since I collected my olevel results. Which directly translates into I'm one year older, one year closer to the frontiers of adulthood...
And I realize. I haven't got my frigging OLEVEL cert from my school. I wonder if they burned it, or I can collect it along with this year's batch. Either way, it will really be a comedic experience to go back and try to find my cert. But seriously....what if they have already gotten rid of it. Oh cows...
Still find myself very tired after school. Yesterday was one disappointing day. I sat down at the piano and could not process any notes. my reading was so laggy that I can barely process across one line, and I even had problems with a few measures. I guess it's the difference of being mentally empowered and mentally fatigued. Tireness, tireness. And this has lead me to think that time is not the limiting factor, it's the energy. (and at this moment, I feel very enticed to just go to sleep and wake up tommorow morning).
I feel as though Ive slipped into a new arc of my life. But Im tired. I guess I will still have to return, someday. nolens volens. These days that go by are too calm, and something it bothers me that I have become so nonchalent to almost everything around. Perhaps, this is what people call giving up.
During math lecture yesterday. I think someone was caught playing games on his graphic calculator.
Lecturer : hey boys whats your name? (from afar)
Friend of boy : VECTOR!
Lecturer: What (!!!???) your name is VECTOR? (!!!??)
And the lecture was on vectors.
*everyone burst into laughter*
Lecturer:whats your name again?
Boy finally answers:Victor.
Lecturer: *a frenzies of ORHS appear on her head*
As well as everyone.
It was a priceless one. It's such moments that make school worth going for. Maybe it's not that funny, but I am a huge fan of these fun puns.
Ahh today during geog tutorial, was another "happy hour". I happened to be randomly browsing around the geog notes and I saw "poverty cycle". Then out of feeling "high", I just said. Rich people ride tricycle, middle class people ride bicycle. and poor people ride the poverty cycle.
Then jlam added. so university peeps ride the unicycle.
And so retards ride the recycle.
It's not that funny though, but it just happened that all of us went spastic, into a series of orgasmic laughter. And that attracted the teacher's glare, though.
I know I won't be able to capture all these minor comedic moments here and there, hopefully I will be able to remember all.
That's what I go to school for.
Olevel results yesterday, for those involved. I didn't impact me much, because most peeps I know were quite satisfied with their results (don't have any consoling to do). The only thing that irked is that the fact that I realised that ONE YEAR has passed since I collected my olevel results. Which directly translates into I'm one year older, one year closer to the frontiers of adulthood...
And I realize. I haven't got my frigging OLEVEL cert from my school. I wonder if they burned it, or I can collect it along with this year's batch. Either way, it will really be a comedic experience to go back and try to find my cert. But seriously....what if they have already gotten rid of it. Oh cows...
Still find myself very tired after school. Yesterday was one disappointing day. I sat down at the piano and could not process any notes. my reading was so laggy that I can barely process across one line, and I even had problems with a few measures. I guess it's the difference of being mentally empowered and mentally fatigued. Tireness, tireness. And this has lead me to think that time is not the limiting factor, it's the energy. (and at this moment, I feel very enticed to just go to sleep and wake up tommorow morning).
I feel as though Ive slipped into a new arc of my life. But Im tired. I guess I will still have to return, someday. nolens volens. These days that go by are too calm, and something it bothers me that I have become so nonchalent to almost everything around. Perhaps, this is what people call giving up.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Attack of the mysterious fur monster
I experienced one of the greatest, priceless moments in my life two nights ago. I was awakened from my sleep by this fur monster than apparently sneaked in through the window. Initially, I heard bells, the ringing of bells to be exact. For a faint 1-2 seconds, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. Then it came closer, and the ringing became more significant. At that exact instance, I could feel a rush of fur slip pass my leg, brushing my feet entirely. At that moment, I startled to awakening. That distinct, sudden brush felt so real that it could never have been an illusion. (for the main reason that Sylar killed the illusionist in season 2)
Oh well, it vaguely reminded me of some "shows" in theme parks where they have fur sticks sticking from the beneath the seat and brushes you at the moment where there seemed to be rats or other animals running about. I forgot when was that, but I know I have memory of that. I am certain.
I got up. It was no fur monster. It was a cat, A flying one perhaps, that managed to enter through the window. (mind you, I was not on ground level at that time). How did it even manage to enter the house with doors locked.
It certainly only had one possible route-to climb.
Now, I am certain cats don't evolve into spiders. So how did it manage to do that. That is another mystery.
So it ran downstairs to the living room. I followed it. As we switched on the lights and revealed the cat, (for an instance, the cat probably felt just like mr bean and his spotlight ). It paniced, and I could sense it. It decided to find a way out, and it banged it's head onto the transparent sliding doors. Oh woah. And that was when we decided to open the doors and let it escape. (no point keeping a cat when you can't exactly eat it right?). how many animal lovers have I offended with that statement. Just kidding.
Cats. Whether wild, owned or probably illusions (ahh wth!), have been inflitrating my house. I wonder if cats now have learnt a new ability-the walk through doors. Man, cats are evolving! and thats part of the "cat genome project". Oh wow.
Just to spoil the fun, and to claim credit for recognising the inevitably obvious. Our kitchen has a broken window and cats canteleport leap in through that window. Sorry to spoil the fun to whoever who is still reading and quaking with excitement thinking that cats can really walk through doors and have all sorts of physics-defying abilities. Well, I don't think it ever hurts, to imagine.
But still, on the night of the attack. The kitchen doors were lefted closed and lock. So the only logical and unphysics-defying path the cat could take was to climb. And that leaves us to the final question, 'how did it do that?'. If buddha could jump over the wall, then maybe cats can climb the wall.
Enough of cats.
Just read WWP's blog, and I am thinking of appropriate response to his post about the fake-ism of an accent during morning assembly annoucements, along with the addition of seemingly "ornamental" singlish to no avail. I shall hold my criticism and post them some other time. (and there might not be any though). You can find his blog on my link.
I noticed I didn't blog yesterday. And the content about cats was supposed to be for yesterday. Now on to today's post proper (wait, I have been typing for slightly more than several minutes. What an introduction for today's post).
Mid week is here. Wednesday is well, er practical day. And again, I shall hold my callow rants about how impractical it is to have two practicals on one day. I would say chem was good. I liked today's chem practical on chemical energetics mainly because there weren't really a "paser malam" of organic chemicals. For each experiement, there were only two parties (or stuff) involved so it was quite simple. I dislike organic practicals to a very large extent. Mainly because we literally had to get our chemicals that was arranged as if we students were shopping for chemicals, and also the smell is quite horrible. I was glad. I am starting to develop a liking for experiements with thermometers, because all you have to do is to sit and stare. rot and record.
Ah well, minus the part that my graph resembles a roller coaster.
I don't like physics practical. Because I realise I am maladriot at nitty gritty calculations involving significicant figures. Well, I never ever saw the significance of leaving things in proper sig figs (well, no pun intended). I wasted lots of time wondering why my graph seemed so weird. I checked my readings over and over again. and then I realised. my scale, that bloody damn scale, was wrong. I marked the values on the axis wrongly!!! Ah, crappy. And mistakes here and there, al due to sheer carelessness. Why am I even taking physics as a subject.
Ahh crap. Tommorow test on Nitrogen compounds and I have totally nuts knowledge about the entire topic. I have totally no clue on what is going to happen. Im so dead.
I have no idea on what else to post about, and that is usually when I get tired from typing too much. LLALAL~
Oh well, it vaguely reminded me of some "shows" in theme parks where they have fur sticks sticking from the beneath the seat and brushes you at the moment where there seemed to be rats or other animals running about. I forgot when was that, but I know I have memory of that. I am certain.
I got up. It was no fur monster. It was a cat, A flying one perhaps, that managed to enter through the window. (mind you, I was not on ground level at that time). How did it even manage to enter the house with doors locked.
It certainly only had one possible route-to climb.
Now, I am certain cats don't evolve into spiders. So how did it manage to do that. That is another mystery.
So it ran downstairs to the living room. I followed it. As we switched on the lights and revealed the cat, (for an instance, the cat probably felt just like mr bean and his spotlight ). It paniced, and I could sense it. It decided to find a way out, and it banged it's head onto the transparent sliding doors. Oh woah. And that was when we decided to open the doors and let it escape. (no point keeping a cat when you can't exactly eat it right?). how many animal lovers have I offended with that statement. Just kidding.
Cats. Whether wild, owned or probably illusions (ahh wth!), have been inflitrating my house. I wonder if cats now have learnt a new ability-the walk through doors. Man, cats are evolving! and thats part of the "cat genome project". Oh wow.
Just to spoil the fun, and to claim credit for recognising the inevitably obvious. Our kitchen has a broken window and cats can
But still, on the night of the attack. The kitchen doors were lefted closed and lock. So the only logical and unphysics-defying path the cat could take was to climb. And that leaves us to the final question, 'how did it do that?'. If buddha could jump over the wall, then maybe cats can climb the wall.
Enough of cats.
Just read WWP's blog, and I am thinking of appropriate response to his post about the fake-ism of an accent during morning assembly annoucements, along with the addition of seemingly "ornamental" singlish to no avail. I shall hold my criticism and post them some other time. (and there might not be any though). You can find his blog on my link.
I noticed I didn't blog yesterday. And the content about cats was supposed to be for yesterday. Now on to today's post proper (wait, I have been typing for slightly more than several minutes. What an introduction for today's post).
Mid week is here. Wednesday is well, er practical day. And again, I shall hold my callow rants about how impractical it is to have two practicals on one day. I would say chem was good. I liked today's chem practical on chemical energetics mainly because there weren't really a "paser malam" of organic chemicals. For each experiement, there were only two parties (or stuff) involved so it was quite simple. I dislike organic practicals to a very large extent. Mainly because we literally had to get our chemicals that was arranged as if we students were shopping for chemicals, and also the smell is quite horrible. I was glad. I am starting to develop a liking for experiements with thermometers, because all you have to do is to sit and stare. rot and record.
Ah well, minus the part that my graph resembles a roller coaster.
I don't like physics practical. Because I realise I am maladriot at nitty gritty calculations involving significicant figures. Well, I never ever saw the significance of leaving things in proper sig figs (well, no pun intended). I wasted lots of time wondering why my graph seemed so weird. I checked my readings over and over again. and then I realised. my scale, that bloody damn scale, was wrong. I marked the values on the axis wrongly!!! Ah, crappy. And mistakes here and there, al due to sheer carelessness. Why am I even taking physics as a subject.
Ahh crap. Tommorow test on Nitrogen compounds and I have totally nuts knowledge about the entire topic. I have totally no clue on what is going to happen. Im so dead.
I have no idea on what else to post about, and that is usually when I get tired from typing too much. LLALAL~
Monday, January 21, 2008
What a day
A normal day of school. (and I remmber whining about how long monday is, on each and every monday of this year so far), and just to put a halt in this nonsensical, callow ranting, I shall break that chain today. I shall not whine anymore about long mondays.
Funny incidents. Some priceless, some worth a mention. It is fortunate, that school actually provides a conducive environment for funny incidents to occur, (either spontaneously, naturally or artifically). Either way.
What happened today. It was my first attempt at buying food from this "sakae campus" at the canteen. I was skeptical about anything sold there. The price seems insane. I bought something which cost 3:80 singapore dollars, and the portion was relatively small. I was excitied, because for once I don't even know what I ordered. And of course, the funny part was because I was ordering my food with daniel.
While ordering, okay there was this food on the menu that read "kitsune".
Daniel (to Ty) : Hey you know Kitsune means fox.
Store person: Errr, you know that's tao pok on the picture not meat.
(in rather abstract chinese)
though i expected the person to speak japanese.*shoots myself*
Ty: 0.o (tries not to laugh).
Daniel started smiling uncontrollably. In a frenzy of embarassment (or whatever you call it).
Daniel:eh the pizza very small
(I don't know who he talking to, but it was random, and spontaneous)
Store person:*stares at daniel* (or maybe glare, speechless)
Daniel: and very EXPENSIVE
Store person:*eyes open wide*
Daniel:one bite eat finish already leh!
Store person: Look at daniel, look at his body. Turn to me, and smile.
(as though saying, "nice friend you have")
Ty:Speechless
(and tries not to die of laughter)
And just, random. maybe some people would have thought that Sakae campus sold wine instead. coming from the world "sakae". it is quite easily mistaken. no one said they sold japanese food. supposedly. And since when have pizza been japanized?
Enough of that. I would like to know/meet whoever came up with the idea/suggestion of having a Sakae campus.Apparently, I don't really see a point of having a Japanese food stall which sells food double the price of any other stall around.We're PJC, not ACJC. It's not the pricing. It's just there are better options. I think prata is a really feasible idea.
But I think I'll stick with the Vegeterian stall (or the newly renamed "Shrooms") for awhile. Because the taste of the food grows on me the more I eat from that stall. and the best part. more often than not, you don't have to queue. I don't get why non-vegeterians can't eat vegeterian food.
Enough of canteen talk. Lest I get hungry again.
Funny incidents. Some priceless, some worth a mention. It is fortunate, that school actually provides a conducive environment for funny incidents to occur, (either spontaneously, naturally or artifically). Either way.
What happened today. It was my first attempt at buying food from this "sakae campus" at the canteen. I was skeptical about anything sold there. The price seems insane. I bought something which cost 3:80 singapore dollars, and the portion was relatively small. I was excitied, because for once I don't even know what I ordered. And of course, the funny part was because I was ordering my food with daniel.
While ordering, okay there was this food on the menu that read "kitsune".
Daniel (to Ty) : Hey you know Kitsune means fox.
Store person: Errr, you know that's tao pok on the picture not meat.
(in rather abstract chinese)
though i expected the person to speak japanese.*shoots myself*
Ty: 0.o (tries not to laugh).
Daniel started smiling uncontrollably. In a frenzy of embarassment (or whatever you call it).
Daniel:eh the pizza very small
(I don't know who he talking to, but it was random, and spontaneous)
Store person:*stares at daniel* (or maybe glare, speechless)
Daniel: and very EXPENSIVE
Store person:*eyes open wide*
Daniel:one bite eat finish already leh!
Store person: Look at daniel, look at his body. Turn to me, and smile.
(as though saying, "nice friend you have")
Ty:Speechless
(and tries not to die of laughter)
And just, random. maybe some people would have thought that Sakae campus sold wine instead. coming from the world "sakae". it is quite easily mistaken. no one said they sold japanese food. supposedly. And since when have pizza been japanized?
Enough of that. I would like to know/meet whoever came up with the idea/suggestion of having a Sakae campus.Apparently, I don't really see a point of having a Japanese food stall which sells food double the price of any other stall around.
But I think I'll stick with the Vegeterian stall (or the newly renamed "Shrooms") for awhile. Because the taste of the food grows on me the more I eat from that stall. and the best part. more often than not, you don't have to queue. I don't get why non-vegeterians can't eat vegeterian food.
Enough of canteen talk. Lest I get hungry again.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Doesn't really matter
This post doesn't really matter. Just felt like posting something.
My hands have been rather itchy these days I actually downloaded an anime without knowing. And I found it on my downloaded files. Well, it might be possible because my default homepage is animesuki.com which I am too lazy to change since the days when I have been quite into watching animes. Since last year, anime has been losing it's appeal to me, and I have to say it's been sometime since Ive watched something new.
So the series is one of the newer Winter 2008 series, " H20~footprints in the sand". Well since it's already on my pc, I figurd I should give it a chance. (and sunday afternoons are really a bore). It's a rather mysterious series, yet it has a magical feel to it. The theme is probably romance, mystery, and yes, it's harem. I got confused at the storyline, but wait, here's what captivated me the most.
Opening Theme ,very catchy.
Sorry, Imeem is not working for me.:(
And yes, I haven't been slacking the entire day (I hope). I did some homework, I guess.
And I realise that
1) I do work more efficiently (more speed,less mistakes), when my chair is at it's minimum height.
2) hot weather deters me from producing correct answers
3) bad correction tape pisses me off.
Just some rants, forgive me.
The weather is certainly on-and-off today. I think the sky is having PMS. Because it rained, then now it's smiley shiningly hot. And who knows it might snow later.
Comon, just snow.
My hands have been rather itchy these days I actually downloaded an anime without knowing. And I found it on my downloaded files. Well, it might be possible because my default homepage is animesuki.com which I am too lazy to change since the days when I have been quite into watching animes. Since last year, anime has been losing it's appeal to me, and I have to say it's been sometime since Ive watched something new.
So the series is one of the newer Winter 2008 series, " H20~footprints in the sand". Well since it's already on my pc, I figurd I should give it a chance. (and sunday afternoons are really a bore). It's a rather mysterious series, yet it has a magical feel to it. The theme is probably romance, mystery, and yes, it's harem. I got confused at the storyline, but wait, here's what captivated me the most.
Opening Theme ,very catchy.
Sorry, Imeem is not working for me.:(
And yes, I haven't been slacking the entire day (I hope). I did some homework, I guess.
And I realise that
1) I do work more efficiently (more speed,less mistakes), when my chair is at it's minimum height.
2) hot weather deters me from producing correct answers
3) bad correction tape pisses me off.
Just some rants, forgive me.
The weather is certainly on-and-off today. I think the sky is having PMS. Because it rained, then now it's smiley shiningly hot. And who knows it might snow later.
Comon, just snow.
Headache
I'm having a headache now. I have no idea why. Ive been opening blogger, and closing blogger countless times this morning, having no idea what to actually blog about. but heck, I am just going to blog. NO ONE can stop me...HAHAHAHA.
By the way, here's an interesting link: Five most scary bugs in the world! woo. Scared? You better be? There are videos/pictures in that link (don't worry it's not a scam). It's quite interesting though.
Just like this, the weekend is going to past and another week will be over. It's 20th January already! did anyone notice. And to think I was still having the very 'fresh' feeling about this year. And I bet some people out there still have that extra sensational kick when writing the big 08 whenever writing the date on paper. Well, I still do. That special feeling of writing 08, it's still there. and, Im 1/24 of this year have passed.
Approximately 1/24 of 2008 is over. Shrugs. That's fast. It still feels like the very beginning of the year to me.
Updated the layout slightly. As you can see.
Been rather chaotic/busy on my tagboard.yay?I guess.
It's not that I want to escape. It's not that Im running away. Sometimes, I just feel like disappearing. Living in my own world and do what I have to do. Im tired, of everything. Sometimes, bearing grudges is just easier.
By the way, here's an interesting link: Five most scary bugs in the world! woo. Scared? You better be? There are videos/pictures in that link (don't worry it's not a scam). It's quite interesting though.
Just like this, the weekend is going to past and another week will be over. It's 20th January already! did anyone notice. And to think I was still having the very 'fresh' feeling about this year. And I bet some people out there still have that extra sensational kick when writing the big 08 whenever writing the date on paper. Well, I still do. That special feeling of writing 08, it's still there. and, Im 1/24 of this year have passed.
Approximately 1/24 of 2008 is over. Shrugs. That's fast. It still feels like the very beginning of the year to me.
Updated the layout slightly. As you can see.
Been rather chaotic/busy on my tagboard.yay?I guess.
It's not that I want to escape. It's not that Im running away. Sometimes, I just feel like disappearing. Living in my own world and do what I have to do. Im tired, of everything. Sometimes, bearing grudges is just easier.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Dear readers
In the previous post, please note that I used italics and smaller fonts to differentiate the post from that SJI dude as well as my response. And passerbys, and people who come along, please use your brain, and eyes, get everything right before leaping into conclusions.
If you have something to say to him, (and please do take note that I do not know that guy), go to his blog, and tell him, don't do it here.
Oh and yes, if you were actually refering to what I wrote. Then perhaps you need some buffs in your understanding of what is actually written because I said nothing controversial and I went perfectly neutral/factual on both sides or just stating my perspectives. Futhurmore, I have justifications for everything Ive said.
Dont come in, drop your droppings and leave.
PS: guns are banned in SG, and for your information.
Either 1)disappear, or 2) give me an apology, for that inconsiderate tag. (like Ive said, do not tag anything I do not like!, not to mention, it was an uncalled tag that reflected signs of clear unintelligence).
If you have something to say to him, (and please do take note that I do not know that guy), go to his blog, and tell him, don't do it here.
Oh and yes, if you were actually refering to what I wrote. Then perhaps you need some buffs in your understanding of what is actually written because I said nothing controversial and I went perfectly neutral/factual on both sides or just stating my perspectives. Futhurmore, I have justifications for everything Ive said.
Dont come in, drop your droppings and leave.
PS: guns are banned in SG, and for your information.
Either 1)disappear, or 2) give me an apology, for that inconsiderate tag. (like Ive said, do not tag anything I do not like!, not to mention, it was an uncalled tag that reflected signs of clear unintelligence).
Friday, January 18, 2008
A summary of events
Oh well.
I won't say there's nothing to blog about now, since there's plenty. Firstly, it's weekend. Rejoyce? No? I got to admit I am feeling extremely guilty for slacking today away just like that. Mainly, I was on the ds the entire afternoon. It's okay, I always have to whole weekend to accomplish something. Right? thats what I always tell myself.
Feeling rather energetic today, and perhaps because I slept very early last night and managed to do a full charge on my battery. Nice, and school today wasn't really very taxing.
Fine, again. The best word ever to describe school. Fine, in other words, translates into "not too good, yet not too bad. And it's TOO boring to deserve a more interesting word like fine, it seems to be very nonchalent, heckcare, just like my attitude towards school". See, fine is the most appriopriate word to describe school.
Details, yes details. thursdays 5-6pm and tuesdays 3:30-4pm are now jammed slots, for physics remedial. And I was literally crying when I saw this. On thursdays, I finish at 1:30pm, and now, they're hogging my entire afternoon as I wait for the session to begin. What fate. But guess I'll have to resign to fate. It's a crucial year afterall. I should bite the bullet, and get over with all these, once and for all.
And this is all for failing physics on promos last year. Well, I guess I am the lowest in my class for physics with an S score. This is what I get for giving up on physics and concentrating on my other H2 subjects (well mildly) for like a month before promos.
And till now, I am still very hesistant, and not very fond of math and physics. I wonder why am I taking such subjects in the first place.
Whoops, just some interesting stuff, that has been going around. I guess PAE students are just too free. I don't even know why they come for PAE. to play? to flirt? Well, I was better off doing my own stuff at home.
By Zachary, St Joseph boy. Currently in PJC PAE.
"i am sooooo pissed off.
today was the gathering of our orientation group, well they seemed a decent lot. so i came late and had to sit beside C at seoul garden. she's a nice girl, very smiling and pleasant. so the stupidity started when two certain girls decided to comment on how 'couply' we looked. -___________- i was like are you fucking kidding me? what are we, primary 6? so i politely told them to stfu.
then we went to LUCKY PLAZA to play POOL. that's like two downgrades at one shot, way to fucking go, og 23. so because a part of 'new me' is to become more of a good sport, i gamely gave my billiards virginity away, stepping into lucky plaza and risk getting seen by 93432 people. seriously you would have thought it would have been worth it but when i was having a game with jay against two girls, they kept taking advantage of the fact that they 'were girls' so they could keep trying again and again. so i got pissed the fuck off and let them win. and big LOL @ their triumphant faces, as if they could actually beat us in a game of billiards. if they were happy with winning using such cheap means, by all means, cheapen yourselves. idgaf.
the last part, going to subway. they were trying to take a picture of P and i together. -___________- x 10000 pls. seriously, what the actual fuck is wrong with these two? are they like, obsessed with me or something? were they trying to play matchmaker? do they think that I with MY STANDARDS cant get a girlfriend without their help? i could pick a random girl in pj and she would be my girlfriend in an instant.
so that is how my sunday got ruined. dear neighbourhood school girls: this is where you differ from the girls of, say, ij or mgs. oh, besides the fact that you have 0% class, half the self respect, no sophistication to save your lives, and are naive simpletons. you neighbourhood school girls dont know how to carry yourselves well, which pisses me off. by the way, bullying a boy is not cute anymore. so take yourselves and your disgusting chinese phrases and get the fuck out of my life. i dont want anything to do with you guys, give me a st. marg's girl over you anyday."
I had no choice. Words that come out of such people are meant to be small. Afterall, the size of words are directly proportional it's writer's intelliegence.
And nope, I did NO html tweaking.
I probably lost all my credibility from that statement alone.
Controversial bloggers, I thought he was one. But just some kid who can't control his emotions? has an exceptionally errr. inflated ego (well, I don't know why? and how?). I am utterly disappointed with the content (after searching a little on google I managed to find it), and I repeat, I am totally disappointed.
I expected something intellectual, something with some substance. Maybe a well constructed argument about how neighbourhood school girls are whatever, and to be honest I was slightly interested to find how he phrased everything and the exact stuff he wrote.
But now what's this. Just some kid who's pissed with girls teasing him. And likely to be someone who cannot adapt to different cultures.
Personally, I wouldn't say that I am for or against him. But all I know that the way he phrased things totally reflect how much of a simpleton he is. Well, I would like to hold back any insults but seriously, anyone who, without hesistant, can put a vulgarity on a post (as though it's glamourous or whatsoever), certainly has no standards.
There isn't just only a difference in neighbourhood school girls and elite school girls. Generally, guys and girls, both will differ and probably and usually to a very large extent. Ive seen both worlds. At church, some of my friends are the elite of the elite in RJC, well, and then, in school, mainly people around me are from neighbourhood schools (or at least Bpians, which is just another neighbourhood school that probably hovers around the other neighbourhood schools a little). And, the difference is not subtle, not insignificant. It's something so evident.
I believe upbringing here is a very important factor. But still, what I would like to assert is that the elite culture is not nessecary an elite culture. the term elite only come about from the perception of these 'elite people'. In other words, there is no absolute culture which is superior than the other.
Note:when I mention elite, and neighbourhood, they are not absolute terms. There are degrees and extents to how these words can be used to class people.
Another classic case of an 'elite' (or maybe, a wannabe), feeling too superior than the average neighbourhood people. I admit, there are times when this neighbourhood cheena environment gets quite irritating. There's sometimes this suddenly change in 'pressure' when I switch environments too quickly. I would say that it is very distracting to be facing one type of people in the day at school and then another in church on that evening. Like I said, the difference is very noticable and can be felt to a very large extent.
Ive been beating around the bush. My two cents. The elite, the smarter ones, the richer ones. They are the ones borned with the silver spoon in their mouth, and wannabes-people who hang around these people too long and have been influenced to a very large extent. I'm not going guessing and probing into the probablities of what's in other people's minds. But what I can say is that neighbourhood people are generally nicer. They may seem low class, they may seem to lack that sophisticated appearance, that sophisticated tone in their voices, or whatever you name it. But human beings, are still human beings. Maybe, if an elite would one day decide to 'descend a little', withhold alittle of his profusely bleeding pride, and mingle amongst the neighbourhood. There is a special warmth. And probably after that, he will look down on his own kind. Again.
I still have a little skeptism about how SJI is actually considered elite. but still, this behaviour portrayed is certainly none other than elitism in action.
And just to get on a more micro, more personal level, though he has apologized ( I don't really bother to post the apology message here), because Imo, is just some very witty way to retreat. Afterall, anything that is done in fear, has no meaning. As far as I am concerned, there's no real apology. it's just natural human instinct, "to save his own arse". as easy as that. We shouldn't take such apologies seriously.
But still, I have nothing against this blogger. Afterall, embedded within human nature is ugliness, the nature of arrogance. Most people, even if they do not say such things, have such thoughts in their head. (pertaining to arrogance, the jugdging of people, and insulting people).It takes bravery to be able to express views just like that. For that, I salute him. Not for his words, but for his truthfulness.
But still, honestly is not nessecarily the best policy in this case. And that is because being too honest, (and generous with insults), and cause one to be a goner (just like what happened here).
I don't doubt the fact that many are furious with him. Some are just nonchalent. He should be honoured that I dedicated such a long section in this post in response. But again, I should thank him for giving me something to blog about.
Im not sure if what I have posted make sense. But still, I try to make sense out of nothing.
It's fairly late.
And I have not been on the piano yet, today. I got to go.
I won't say there's nothing to blog about now, since there's plenty. Firstly, it's weekend. Rejoyce? No? I got to admit I am feeling extremely guilty for slacking today away just like that. Mainly, I was on the ds the entire afternoon. It's okay, I always have to whole weekend to accomplish something. Right? thats what I always tell myself.
Feeling rather energetic today, and perhaps because I slept very early last night and managed to do a full charge on my battery. Nice, and school today wasn't really very taxing.
Fine, again. The best word ever to describe school. Fine, in other words, translates into "not too good, yet not too bad. And it's TOO boring to deserve a more interesting word like fine, it seems to be very nonchalent, heckcare, just like my attitude towards school". See, fine is the most appriopriate word to describe school.
Details, yes details. thursdays 5-6pm and tuesdays 3:30-4pm are now jammed slots, for physics remedial. And I was literally crying when I saw this. On thursdays, I finish at 1:30pm, and now, they're hogging my entire afternoon as I wait for the session to begin. What fate. But guess I'll have to resign to fate. It's a crucial year afterall. I should bite the bullet, and get over with all these, once and for all.
And this is all for failing physics on promos last year. Well, I guess I am the lowest in my class for physics with an S score. This is what I get for giving up on physics and concentrating on my other H2 subjects (well mildly) for like a month before promos.
And till now, I am still very hesistant, and not very fond of math and physics. I wonder why am I taking such subjects in the first place.
Whoops, just some interesting stuff, that has been going around. I guess PAE students are just too free. I don't even know why they come for PAE. to play? to flirt? Well, I was better off doing my own stuff at home.
By Zachary, St Joseph boy. Currently in PJC PAE.
"i am sooooo pissed off.
today was the gathering of our orientation group, well they seemed a decent lot. so i came late and had to sit beside C at seoul garden. she's a nice girl, very smiling and pleasant. so the stupidity started when two certain girls decided to comment on how 'couply' we looked. -___________- i was like are you fucking kidding me? what are we, primary 6? so i politely told them to stfu.
then we went to LUCKY PLAZA to play POOL. that's like two downgrades at one shot, way to fucking go, og 23. so because a part of 'new me' is to become more of a good sport, i gamely gave my billiards virginity away, stepping into lucky plaza and risk getting seen by 93432 people. seriously you would have thought it would have been worth it but when i was having a game with jay against two girls, they kept taking advantage of the fact that they 'were girls' so they could keep trying again and again. so i got pissed the fuck off and let them win. and big LOL @ their triumphant faces, as if they could actually beat us in a game of billiards. if they were happy with winning using such cheap means, by all means, cheapen yourselves. idgaf.
the last part, going to subway. they were trying to take a picture of P and i together. -___________- x 10000 pls. seriously, what the actual fuck is wrong with these two? are they like, obsessed with me or something? were they trying to play matchmaker? do they think that I with MY STANDARDS cant get a girlfriend without their help? i could pick a random girl in pj and she would be my girlfriend in an instant.
so that is how my sunday got ruined. dear neighbourhood school girls: this is where you differ from the girls of, say, ij or mgs. oh, besides the fact that you have 0% class, half the self respect, no sophistication to save your lives, and are naive simpletons. you neighbourhood school girls dont know how to carry yourselves well, which pisses me off. by the way, bullying a boy is not cute anymore. so take yourselves and your disgusting chinese phrases and get the fuck out of my life. i dont want anything to do with you guys, give me a st. marg's girl over you anyday."
I had no choice. Words that come out of such people are meant to be small. Afterall, the size of words are directly proportional it's writer's intelliegence.
And nope, I did NO html tweaking.
I probably lost all my credibility from that statement alone.
Controversial bloggers, I thought he was one. But just some kid who can't control his emotions? has an exceptionally errr. inflated ego (well, I don't know why? and how?). I am utterly disappointed with the content (after searching a little on google I managed to find it), and I repeat, I am totally disappointed.
I expected something intellectual, something with some substance. Maybe a well constructed argument about how neighbourhood school girls are whatever, and to be honest I was slightly interested to find how he phrased everything and the exact stuff he wrote.
But now what's this. Just some kid who's pissed with girls teasing him. And likely to be someone who cannot adapt to different cultures.
Personally, I wouldn't say that I am for or against him. But all I know that the way he phrased things totally reflect how much of a simpleton he is. Well, I would like to hold back any insults but seriously, anyone who, without hesistant, can put a vulgarity on a post (as though it's glamourous or whatsoever), certainly has no standards.
There isn't just only a difference in neighbourhood school girls and elite school girls. Generally, guys and girls, both will differ and probably and usually to a very large extent. Ive seen both worlds. At church, some of my friends are the elite of the elite in RJC, well, and then, in school, mainly people around me are from neighbourhood schools (or at least Bpians, which is just another neighbourhood school that probably hovers around the other neighbourhood schools a little). And, the difference is not subtle, not insignificant. It's something so evident.
I believe upbringing here is a very important factor. But still, what I would like to assert is that the elite culture is not nessecary an elite culture. the term elite only come about from the perception of these 'elite people'. In other words, there is no absolute culture which is superior than the other.
Note:when I mention elite, and neighbourhood, they are not absolute terms. There are degrees and extents to how these words can be used to class people.
Another classic case of an 'elite' (or maybe, a wannabe), feeling too superior than the average neighbourhood people. I admit, there are times when this neighbourhood cheena environment gets quite irritating. There's sometimes this suddenly change in 'pressure' when I switch environments too quickly. I would say that it is very distracting to be facing one type of people in the day at school and then another in church on that evening. Like I said, the difference is very noticable and can be felt to a very large extent.
Ive been beating around the bush. My two cents. The elite, the smarter ones, the richer ones. They are the ones borned with the silver spoon in their mouth, and wannabes-people who hang around these people too long and have been influenced to a very large extent. I'm not going guessing and probing into the probablities of what's in other people's minds. But what I can say is that neighbourhood people are generally nicer. They may seem low class, they may seem to lack that sophisticated appearance, that sophisticated tone in their voices, or whatever you name it. But human beings, are still human beings. Maybe, if an elite would one day decide to 'descend a little', withhold alittle of his profusely bleeding pride, and mingle amongst the neighbourhood. There is a special warmth. And probably after that, he will look down on his own kind. Again.
I still have a little skeptism about how SJI is actually considered elite. but still, this behaviour portrayed is certainly none other than elitism in action.
And just to get on a more micro, more personal level, though he has apologized ( I don't really bother to post the apology message here), because Imo, is just some very witty way to retreat. Afterall, anything that is done in fear, has no meaning. As far as I am concerned, there's no real apology. it's just natural human instinct, "to save his own arse". as easy as that. We shouldn't take such apologies seriously.
But still, I have nothing against this blogger. Afterall, embedded within human nature is ugliness, the nature of arrogance. Most people, even if they do not say such things, have such thoughts in their head. (pertaining to arrogance, the jugdging of people, and insulting people).It takes bravery to be able to express views just like that. For that, I salute him. Not for his words, but for his truthfulness.
But still, honestly is not nessecarily the best policy in this case. And that is because being too honest, (and generous with insults), and cause one to be a goner (just like what happened here).
I don't doubt the fact that many are furious with him. Some are just nonchalent. He should be honoured that I dedicated such a long section in this post in response. But again, I should thank him for giving me something to blog about.
Im not sure if what I have posted make sense. But still, I try to make sense out of nothing.
It's fairly late.
And I have not been on the piano yet, today. I got to go.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I am extremely sleepy
Extremely sleeping now. Can fall asleep anytime.
Damn, I miss Heroes. Hope season 3 will come out soon.
School tommorow will be fine I guess. Ive been talking about ponning GP (the last period) for ages, but never really done it. I should pon it tommorow. But again, I'll see first.
Our PE module is badminton, which is, well the only sport that I can play, or rather, play well in. I guess it feels queer to go through the basics again, (Ive heard all this theory stuff many many times already). It's this tinkling sensation of weirdness, excitement and yet ironically and paradoxically, boredom. But since it's badminton, then I won't pon PE then. At least I have Alan to keep me company, if not I'll bore to death. Tommorow I shall bring my own sword and maybe some birds along.
Came back from the dentist. They tightened by braces up another level again, it was a painful one hour of well, pain. It was an annoying adventure. Alot of uncomfortable pressure exerted by well, careless hands (well I guess that was inevitable). It was sooo weird and uncomfortable, I could never have been more stressed. Lying down, my heart beating like mad, and I was in fear as I anticipated the next wrong press at the wrong spot on my gums, or the uncomfortable pressure that comes from trying to fit the string-like-thingy into the hooks of the metal pieces. At my angle, I couldn't see what they were doing inside my mouth (duh, unless I had a mirror of course), but it was very uneasy. Not painful, but uneasy. Not a lightning bolt, but just minor sparks here and there, enough to unleash one's paranoia.
Im really tired.
Going to sleep now, and it's 9:10PM. *gasp*
Damn, I miss Heroes. Hope season 3 will come out soon.
School tommorow will be fine I guess. Ive been talking about ponning GP (the last period) for ages, but never really done it. I should pon it tommorow. But again, I'll see first.
Our PE module is badminton, which is, well the only sport that I can play, or rather, play well in. I guess it feels queer to go through the basics again, (Ive heard all this theory stuff many many times already). It's this tinkling sensation of weirdness, excitement and yet ironically and paradoxically, boredom. But since it's badminton, then I won't pon PE then. At least I have Alan to keep me company, if not I'll bore to death. Tommorow I shall bring my own sword and maybe some birds along.
Came back from the dentist. They tightened by braces up another level again, it was a painful one hour of well, pain. It was an annoying adventure. Alot of uncomfortable pressure exerted by well, careless hands (well I guess that was inevitable). It was sooo weird and uncomfortable, I could never have been more stressed. Lying down, my heart beating like mad, and I was in fear as I anticipated the next wrong press at the wrong spot on my gums, or the uncomfortable pressure that comes from trying to fit the string-like-thingy into the hooks of the metal pieces. At my angle, I couldn't see what they were doing inside my mouth (duh, unless I had a mirror of course), but it was very uneasy. Not painful, but uneasy. Not a lightning bolt, but just minor sparks here and there, enough to unleash one's paranoia.
Im really tired.
Going to sleep now, and it's 9:10PM. *gasp*
Just very tired
What a chore! I have to go adjust my braces again, and it's like a freaking 30 min journey away from my place, plus, I have to go sit there for another 1 hour while the dentist fixes away. What a chore. And it's taking up my time. I guess, at least I could use the time to rest...
Very tired these days. Even though Im not really doing anything....
No more Heroes for me. Ive finished season 2, and coming home from school without something to look forward to is really different. Now each day, I just look forward to going back to sleep at night. And then the cycle repeats, and continues, and continues and loops into eternity. Ahhh, how much more must I emphasize on this life of monotone.
I cannot stress more than school is the same, every single day. Every single day, even with different timetables. School feels TOTALLY the same, it's like, there is no distinction between today and tommorow....just the timetable, the subjects and the fatigue levels...
Im bored. Im tired. Just really very tired. More of mentally, not physically. More of emotionally, than mentally. And the list goes on, and loops into eternity. (details ain't that important).
The main point here is
Im tired of people. It doesn't matter who or what. Just in general.
Sometimes, it feels better to be nonchalent towards people. And that is where I find peace.
Very tired these days. Even though Im not really doing anything....
No more Heroes for me. Ive finished season 2, and coming home from school without something to look forward to is really different. Now each day, I just look forward to going back to sleep at night. And then the cycle repeats, and continues, and continues and loops into eternity. Ahhh, how much more must I emphasize on this life of monotone.
I cannot stress more than school is the same, every single day. Every single day, even with different timetables. School feels TOTALLY the same, it's like, there is no distinction between today and tommorow....just the timetable, the subjects and the fatigue levels...
Im bored. Im tired. Just really very tired. More of mentally, not physically. More of emotionally, than mentally. And the list goes on, and loops into eternity. (details ain't that important).
The main point here is
Im tired of people. It doesn't matter who or what. Just in general.
Sometimes, it feels better to be nonchalent towards people. And that is where I find peace.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
bleh
School. AGAIN
"the amount of time you have is inversely proportional to the amount of time you waste"
That is why I have sooo little time.
Okay whatever. Moving on.
Now WWP is attempting to make his layout. Wish him all the best. (there is no sarcasm whatsoever), but just feel lucky dude that you have photoshop. If not you'll make substandard graphics like me. And not as if I know how to use photoshop. Im not fortunate (or pirate enough) to have one installed in my com, and not knowing why and how it ever got installed. Guess I'll settle for freeware.
It's 6 plus. Getting late. I suspect ah wong didn't come to school and thus didn't collect my math. And thus, actually it doesn't really change anything. I just feel guilty and noobish for not knowing how to do. It's weird that such stuff can actually have an adverse effect on me. Infact, the more I think of it, the more I don't feel like doing any work.
And good news today. I just got spared from recopying my Physics Spa report. Cheers!
I wish I can blog about more interesting stuff. but I ain't got anything on my mind. I have degraded, once again.
If I were invisible, if I could do anything without consequences. I would most likely be a bad person. And I answer that deep from my heart. Maybe, Im just a bad person.
"the amount of time you have is inversely proportional to the amount of time you waste"
That is why I have sooo little time.
Okay whatever. Moving on.
Now WWP is attempting to make his layout. Wish him all the best. (there is no sarcasm whatsoever), but just feel lucky dude that you have photoshop. If not you'll make substandard graphics like me. And not as if I know how to use photoshop. Im not fortunate (or pirate enough) to have one installed in my com, and not knowing why and how it ever got installed. Guess I'll settle for freeware.
It's 6 plus. Getting late. I suspect ah wong didn't come to school and thus didn't collect my math. And thus, actually it doesn't really change anything. I just feel guilty and noobish for not knowing how to do. It's weird that such stuff can actually have an adverse effect on me. Infact, the more I think of it, the more I don't feel like doing any work.
And good news today. I just got spared from recopying my Physics Spa report. Cheers!
I wish I can blog about more interesting stuff. but I ain't got anything on my mind. I have degraded, once again.
If I were invisible, if I could do anything without consequences. I would most likely be a bad person. And I answer that deep from my heart. Maybe, Im just a bad person.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Dead
Pwned. I got so badly pwned in maths. It's either 1) Im super damn rusty 2) Im just nitrogen dioxide boron. Either way, I just got pwned.
I hate maths. I am so untalented in maths. It's easy to understand but it's hard to get right answers without screwing up on some careless mistake halfway. It's hard concentrating and making things right at the end. Damn. And now, I stare into Differential Equations and my mind goes blank...I can't get a right answer at the end of Mcclaurin series, and I get stuck at more complicated integration questions.....
It's rust. The rust man. *consoling myself*
I guess I have like several pages of crap (ahem) crap, with no right answers to hand up tommorow. Great.
I need to start putting skill points into maths.
:(
I don't wanna recopy my spa, that's gonna kill my hand. Dang,dang. SUPER dang.
I hate maths. I am so untalented in maths. It's easy to understand but it's hard to get right answers without screwing up on some careless mistake halfway. It's hard concentrating and making things right at the end. Damn. And now, I stare into Differential Equations and my mind goes blank...I can't get a right answer at the end of Mcclaurin series, and I get stuck at more complicated integration questions.....
It's rust. The rust man. *consoling myself*
I guess I have like several pages of crap (ahem) crap, with no right answers to hand up tommorow. Great.
I need to start putting skill points into maths.
:(
I don't wanna recopy my spa, that's gonna kill my hand. Dang,dang. SUPER dang.
Nitrogen Dioxide Boron
It is very inevitable to feel like sleeping on such afternoons. Ah wong is going to kill me if I don't pass up maths tommorow. :(
Man, I don't like tommorow, practical day. Short day, but still, feels long, feels draggy and I don't like feeling dirty after chem prac.
And I don't feel like posting, will post more later.
Nitrogen Dioxide Boron
translates into.
Noob
Just some random inspiration during chem lesson. Group 2 and Group 7 are really cool!!!
But group 9 is the coolest! -.-
That was random crap.
Man, I don't like tommorow, practical day. Short day, but still, feels long, feels draggy and I don't like feeling dirty after chem prac.
And I don't feel like posting, will post more later.
Nitrogen Dioxide Boron
translates into.
Noob
Just some random inspiration during chem lesson. Group 2 and Group 7 are really cool!!!
But group 9 is the coolest! -.-
That was random crap.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Thrills?
BANKAI!!!!
Okay this is an extremely random picture, just found it lying around my documents so decided to post it. It's from my Spain trip last year, ohhh awww that is so expired and outdated but I figured I never post pictures. Thus from today onwards, there will be a picture per day for as long as I wish, and have enough pictures to sustain. And I forgot where did I take this picture, it was this shop which sells swords, guns and other stuff. Of course, ornamental ones.
School was been yawningly boring these days. Today I woke up not wanting to wake up. I tried to focus my energy, squint my eyes and force my eyebrows together to make it tuesday. But I ain't Hiro Nakamura, I can't bend space nor time. So seriously, bad luck. I have to face this monday.
So what is so awesome about monday? It ends at 5pm. (sounds normal folks?). Yes it was, but now, it's like a skyscrapper standing out from normal buildings on my timetable (of course, if you turn it the other way round ). Okay, it's not that late, I shouldn't be whinning. Infact, Im starting to feel that tuesdays are gonna be worst.
Today's timetable had really every single subject, (correct me s18 folks if I am wrong). and including PE woah, every single lesson! That's cool? No?
I owe alot of stuff. I have alot stuff incomplete. And I have to redo my Physics Spa report. Not for bad answers, not for copying them, not for anything wrong. It was because my work was just just just just just frigging REALLY frigging untidy. You will never find anyone else's work more untidy than me, seriously. I write words that obey brownian's motion.
Stuff are catching up with me, I better make use of my time in school to catch up on some work (if not I'll get buried under them soon or later). But I find consolation (and peace) seeing Ali doing his chem hol assignment which I passed up one week ago. But why am I comparing myself with someone who lost a limb? Sighs.
I did nothing till now. Watching Heroes season 2, played some DS, catched some nap. And it's approaching 9pm, all thanks to err, school ending at 5pm. I really should quit whinning.
Ah yes, the song on my blog, Nocturne Op 55 is such a emo/relaxing/nocturnal song right? right? right? right? right? Ans:YES
And again, the week will be swift. and before I know it, it will be Friday once again. I don't know if I find joy, peace or otherwise in weekends. My life's been confusing, all of a sudden, abruptly, I find myself lost, and now I need a navigator to get myself back on track. I close my eyes, and I only see the gate of dreamland, so enticing, so enticing.
Ive been tired, for no particular reason. And Ive been feeling very expressive recently. the need to create, to make something, to construct something. Why am I feeling like this?
Okay this is an extremely random picture, just found it lying around my documents so decided to post it. It's from my Spain trip last year, ohhh awww that is so expired and outdated but I figured I never post pictures. Thus from today onwards, there will be a picture per day for as long as I wish, and have enough pictures to sustain. And I forgot where did I take this picture, it was this shop which sells swords, guns and other stuff. Of course, ornamental ones.
School was been yawningly boring these days. Today I woke up not wanting to wake up. I tried to focus my energy, squint my eyes and force my eyebrows together to make it tuesday. But I ain't Hiro Nakamura, I can't bend space nor time. So seriously, bad luck. I have to face this monday.
So what is so awesome about monday? It ends at 5pm. (sounds normal folks?). Yes it was, but now, it's like a skyscrapper standing out from normal buildings on my timetable (of course, if you turn it the other way round ). Okay, it's not that late, I shouldn't be whinning. Infact, Im starting to feel that tuesdays are gonna be worst.
Today's timetable had really every single subject, (correct me s18 folks if I am wrong). and including PE woah, every single lesson! That's cool? No?
I owe alot of stuff. I have alot stuff incomplete. And I have to redo my Physics Spa report. Not for bad answers, not for copying them, not for anything wrong. It was because my work was just just just just just frigging REALLY frigging untidy. You will never find anyone else's work more untidy than me, seriously. I write words that obey brownian's motion.
Stuff are catching up with me, I better make use of my time in school to catch up on some work (if not I'll get buried under them soon or later). But I find consolation (and peace) seeing Ali doing his chem hol assignment which I passed up one week ago. But why am I comparing myself with someone who lost a limb? Sighs.
I did nothing till now. Watching Heroes season 2, played some DS, catched some nap. And it's approaching 9pm, all thanks to err, school ending at 5pm. I really should quit whinning.
Ah yes, the song on my blog, Nocturne Op 55 is such a emo/relaxing/nocturnal song right? right? right? right? right? Ans:YES
And again, the week will be swift. and before I know it, it will be Friday once again. I don't know if I find joy, peace or otherwise in weekends. My life's been confusing, all of a sudden, abruptly, I find myself lost, and now I need a navigator to get myself back on track. I close my eyes, and I only see the gate of dreamland, so enticing, so enticing.
Ive been tired, for no particular reason. And Ive been feeling very expressive recently. the need to create, to make something, to construct something. Why am I feeling like this?
Sunday, January 13, 2008
New layout
Okay guys. New layout is here, after a LONG LONG time, it must have been really a long time with the Halycon days layout. Hopefully this isn't too green, I always wanted a greenish layout, but never had the determination to create one. And yes, this one, is made by me again.
I think it's pretty decent. Spend a couple of hours on this, somewhere around 2-3 hours. There are limitations to my graphics progam so bear with it, And NOPE, you're not supposed to be able to read the words on it. If you're feeling bored enough, you can save the picture and magnify it to read what's on it. It's nothing important, but it helps you understand the theme of this blogskin, well, get a clearer picture.
It's the first time im doing "section heading" using picture files, and it turned out quite okay. iM thinking of expanding my blog with one my column at the right if I have more information to put in, which means I will be busier. I guess I will leave that to my early dismissal days.
Yes, I made an courageous attempt again, to put up links. So, do let me know if you want yourself linked. And it's sort of a cheap way to get tags (notes that my tagboard has been exceptionally dead, while there are people who are reading I know). Please tag! Just tag, so that my tagboard doesn't seem too dead. Or wait, are there even people reading?
More stuff about today. Wow, I am ubber disappointed with myself. I set out to do Math, and all I did was half my Superposition tutorial. Haha, I can't find my math holiday assignment. LOL, and Ah wong is going to haul me to detention tommorow!!? I'll manage somehow, I guess.I can bend space and time Ah well, I guess I will have to be doing some copying tommorow, and I really mean steadfast, aggresive copying. Which happens to be my, ahem,speciality.
Man, it's late considering I actually had this considerably unthinkable idea to sleep at 9am tonight considering that school will certainly be tiring. It's like half the week in one day. We have almost every subject tommorow in school and worst, they're all tutorials. Feeling so dead right now, wishing monday would just disappear, vanish and let us move on with tuesday.
Oh and I decided to include some music on my blog.
I think it's pretty decent. Spend a couple of hours on this, somewhere around 2-3 hours. There are limitations to my graphics progam so bear with it, And NOPE, you're not supposed to be able to read the words on it. If you're feeling bored enough, you can save the picture and magnify it to read what's on it. It's nothing important, but it helps you understand the theme of this blogskin, well, get a clearer picture.
It's the first time im doing "section heading" using picture files, and it turned out quite okay. iM thinking of expanding my blog with one my column at the right if I have more information to put in, which means I will be busier. I guess I will leave that to my early dismissal days.
Yes, I made an courageous attempt again, to put up links. So, do let me know if you want yourself linked. And it's sort of a cheap way to get tags (notes that my tagboard has been exceptionally dead, while there are people who are reading I know). Please tag! Just tag, so that my tagboard doesn't seem too dead. Or wait, are there even people reading?
More stuff about today. Wow, I am ubber disappointed with myself. I set out to do Math, and all I did was half my Superposition tutorial. Haha, I can't find my math holiday assignment. LOL, and Ah wong is going to haul me to detention tommorow!!? I'll manage somehow, I guess.
Man, it's late considering I actually had this considerably unthinkable idea to sleep at 9am tonight considering that school will certainly be tiring. It's like half the week in one day. We have almost every subject tommorow in school and worst, they're all tutorials. Feeling so dead right now, wishing monday would just disappear, vanish and let us move on with tuesday.
Oh and I decided to include some music on my blog.
Cats don't eat bread?
Okay, I stress that this post is going to be a post for me to relax, before I suicide into math homework. My brain is half active right now, been mindlessly playing yugioh this entire morning/early-afternoon, as I've said, I feel great nostalgia playing this game once again, it's super captivating, and it just inspires me to keep mugging duels after duels inorder to get better cards and finally being able to build all sort of weird stuff and play around with them. Call me childish or lame, but yes, it's a card game. Kiddy or not, you decide. because it's an infinity of times more complicated than most games, firstly, because rulings freak newbies out, and in order to play well (against all sorts of opponents), memorizing is certainly helpful. That is why you see my friends, my brain is so dead now.
Pertaining to my half-awkward, half-lame styled title of this post. Cats don't eat bread? Okay this is what happened this morning. A cat sneaked into my room, (I don't know how!!!), and it was on my table. I was like so 0.o, and taken aback of course but my first reaction was to stand up and stomp my feet. Well, I wasn't expecting a *shockwave* kind of thing but it certainly scared the cat out of the window, into the balcony, (of course!). I was feeling playful, as I shut the windows, I teased it by opening the window, leaving it slightly ajar. And when it finally realises and pounces towards the opening, I shut it. I repeat and rinse, till the cat start scratching the window with it's nonexistant nails (which, dealt slighly less than zero damage to my impregnable window!!). Failing to enter the room and finaly realise it's some evil scheme that the window opens, and then closes, it settles downs, curls in one corner and pur madly. There was this vibe or cry of insanity in it's pur, I mean, somehow, it told me it was hungry, well it started licking the windows, I see that's one hint. Being stupid, I went down and looked for some bread. (look, I am totally too used to feeding pigeons overseas I always thought everything ATE bread). And boy, I was so dead wrong. I threw a slice of bread at it. And it totally DAOED it. It did give the piece of bread a second chance, sniffed it and then tossed it aside. Man, if it was really hungry, it would have eaten anything right. Having no choice, I went down to look for something really edible for the cat. And this time round, I couldn't find anything. In panic (and I wonder why was I in panic, as if I was the one hungry), I called/smsed people and they only told me useful information like cats eat fish, and no, a fish is not something every kitchen has at it's disposal anytime, anyday, 24hours. I couldn't get anything, not even a fish biscuit, not even a fishball (I wonder if cats ate fishball?). I went up, it vanished. I guess it gave up on me. :( sighs.
Well, its 3pm. Ive been watching Heroes, playing yugioh the entire day so far. And I have homework to clear, what am I doing? And speaking of which, I have been totally slack the last week.
Ahh man.
Pertaining to my half-awkward, half-lame styled title of this post. Cats don't eat bread? Okay this is what happened this morning. A cat sneaked into my room, (I don't know how!!!), and it was on my table. I was like so 0.o, and taken aback of course but my first reaction was to stand up and stomp my feet. Well, I wasn't expecting a *shockwave* kind of thing but it certainly scared the cat out of the window, into the balcony, (of course!). I was feeling playful, as I shut the windows, I teased it by opening the window, leaving it slightly ajar. And when it finally realises and pounces towards the opening, I shut it. I repeat and rinse, till the cat start scratching the window with it's nonexistant nails (which, dealt slighly less than zero damage to my impregnable window!!). Failing to enter the room and finaly realise it's some evil scheme that the window opens, and then closes, it settles downs, curls in one corner and pur madly. There was this vibe or cry of insanity in it's pur, I mean, somehow, it told me it was hungry, well it started licking the windows, I see that's one hint. Being stupid, I went down and looked for some bread. (look, I am totally too used to feeding pigeons overseas I always thought everything ATE bread). And boy, I was so dead wrong. I threw a slice of bread at it. And it totally DAOED it. It did give the piece of bread a second chance, sniffed it and then tossed it aside. Man, if it was really hungry, it would have eaten anything right. Having no choice, I went down to look for something really edible for the cat. And this time round, I couldn't find anything. In panic (and I wonder why was I in panic, as if I was the one hungry), I called/smsed people and they only told me useful information like cats eat fish, and no, a fish is not something every kitchen has at it's disposal anytime, anyday, 24hours. I couldn't get anything, not even a fish biscuit, not even a fishball (I wonder if cats ate fishball?). I went up, it vanished. I guess it gave up on me. :( sighs.
Well, its 3pm. Ive been watching Heroes, playing yugioh the entire day so far. And I have homework to clear, what am I doing? And speaking of which, I have been totally slack the last week.
Ahh man.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Hyper tired
I am very very tired. just came back from christina's birthday bbq in sentosa. don't want to post much because i am currently running low on batt.
yups, just posting this very short,vague post for fun, (and increase post count)...
will blog more tommorow, i mean today.
yucks, i am feeling more sleepy than normal.
yups, just posting this very short,vague post for fun, (and increase post count)...
will blog more tommorow, i mean today.
yucks, i am feeling more sleepy than normal.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Just another friday
It's friday again. Not an official post but I am very tired, mentally. If you think Im tired from school, you're wrong, and maybe also right partially. Ive been trying to do all sorts of things I would normally not do. For example, Ive been trying to compose a song, write some sort of a novel (which always ends up to no avail, somesort), create a new blogskin (revive my rusty html knowledge as well as cope with using crappy graphics program). Totally shagged, and probably because my frenzy has been stopped from repeated failures, here and there. Though there is some hope, here and there, but I will not stop as long as I see that small fringe of light. It's waiting for me.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
ZZZZZ
Seriously, school ended early today. Hanged around for awhile, playing my ds in the canteen and waiting to go home, I could, but 1:30pm seems too early to go home, perhaps. And tommorow's another 1:30pm dismissal. I didn't like today and felt it was very impractical to have 2 practical sessions in a day, both chem and physics. Or maybe it's better this way, I can't make up my mind. Either way, I dislike practical to a large extent because it doesn't give you room to space out, you'll always have to be doing something. For that reason or so, it seems like time faster, but more energy is being drained, personally speaking.
But still, I developed a headache probably from the over smelling of chemicals in the chem lab. I think it was more of the "this, then that, then this again" effect. Half way through, I could't really differentiate what was what and everything just smelt like a mess in my head. Yes, we smell with our brains actually, logically speaking. though that sounds very fundamentally wrong. But still..., Hexane or Cyclohexane smelt like the petrol station and some random ester really did smell like glue. And it's supposed to be fruity, sweet smelling. Either way, I feel extremely guilty for not listening to instructions and dumping all my organic waste down the sink. :), or maybe not
I won't narrate my whole day. Just to say that I am very frustrated because I just composed a 29 bar long piece and then this sibelus demo program doesn't allow me to SAVE. So I am thinking of whether to scrap it, or actually copy it down to manuscript paper. (which is so freaking tedious). I'm quite fond of the song, actually. Though it's really contemparily contempary...oh well. Titled Laser beam, and it doesn't really sound like a laser beam, but i guess the idea is there. Well, once I copy it down onto my manuscript book, then i'll play it.
School's begun and I don't feel like doing much work. Superposition seems like quite a hard chapter, and I don't like it. damn.
Again, the monotonous life and cycle of school has begun, again......., and that is when my blogging becomes equally monotone. SAD
But still, I developed a headache probably from the over smelling of chemicals in the chem lab. I think it was more of the "this, then that, then this again" effect. Half way through, I could't really differentiate what was what and everything just smelt like a mess in my head. Yes, we smell with our brains actually, logically speaking. though that sounds very fundamentally wrong. But still..., Hexane or Cyclohexane smelt like the petrol station and some random ester really did smell like glue. And it's supposed to be fruity, sweet smelling. Either way, I feel extremely guilty for not listening to instructions and dumping all my organic waste down the sink. :), or maybe not
I won't narrate my whole day. Just to say that I am very frustrated because I just composed a 29 bar long piece and then this sibelus demo program doesn't allow me to SAVE. So I am thinking of whether to scrap it, or actually copy it down to manuscript paper. (which is so freaking tedious). I'm quite fond of the song, actually. Though it's really contemparily contempary...oh well. Titled Laser beam, and it doesn't really sound like a laser beam, but i guess the idea is there. Well, once I copy it down onto my manuscript book, then i'll play it.
School's begun and I don't feel like doing much work. Superposition seems like quite a hard chapter, and I don't like it. damn.
Again, the monotonous life and cycle of school has begun, again......., and that is when my blogging becomes equally monotone. SAD
Monday, January 7, 2008
Tired
No, Monday is not blue. (by the way, how did the saying come about, Im just curious). As all should know (like me), Monday is the longest day ever in my timetable. 5pm. Yes, 5pm. Alot of you people out there will scream at me for being spoilt because I believed school ends at 5pm on a normal day for most people out there with CCA. It's just the same analogy as putting the same white with the same glow, same luminousity with a different background and one will appear ALOT brighter than the other. Reason in this case? My timetable has days which ends at 1:30pm, and 3pm is not really a far cry from 1:30pm (considering that these 2 days, tuesdays and fridays have really ponnable subjects at their tails, math and gp ^^). But still, today was one tiring day.
But still, I like to believe that all the suffering in this week is over. School is going to be carefree, relaxing and back to the ever-dreamed-about 1:30pm dismissal time. I just love 1:30pm. Can't wait for wed n thurs. Woots.
School was just like school today and lessons, as usual, were like lessons. Nothing more than that. but we got to taste what as a GP reading period. Period, a totally nonsensical lesson which sets me back in nostalgia remembering the stupidity and time wastage bukit panjang government LOW as put me through for 4 years. I remember those "reading periods", where the time was better spent sleeping. Today we had to ravage through newspapers and find an article about international news. Read it for 45 minutes, and then take a mirror, reflect upon it for 15 minutes. I suppose 45 minutes is perfectly fine for people who read at a speed of 1 nano metre of paper, of words per second. That would make perfect sense, you could even screen through an article at molecular level. That's if, you can though.
Of course. I didn't have my GP note book (and since when did I ever have one), I didn't write any reflections. And my time was spent reading the ads. Woot, and of course, I did read some more interesting stuff. Infact, I was loaning my newpaper from Daniel that actually I don't really deserve the right to read it right? I ain't allow to steal "intellectual property", if you say newpaper is one of the most intellectual stuff out there. Or is it just me? newpaper content is sometimes way to shallow. It's either that, or I don't find joy in forcing joy out of reading thing that doesn't produce joy. (byproduct or not).
We had an array of lessons, spaced out, rather generously with several breaks of 0.5 hours here and there, which was barely enough to catch a meal, pee a little and then head back for class. Not really perfect though, I miss those 1 and half hour breaks Wootz.
I guess it's the PAE time of the year where new JC1s come in. Of course, when it was my time, I was slacking at home because my prelim results could not even get me into ITE I presume...But still, it's quite a weird experience seeing many different uniformed people walking around, it kinda reminds me of orientation. And speaking of juniors. We're finally SENIORs in a junior college, (no pun intended). And today while I was playing the piano in the hall, this guy and girl approached me, asking for directions. They were looking for something that sounds like it starts with an A. then I was like, er excuse me I have no idea.Man, I have no shame. Ive been there for like months and I have no idea there's such a place in the school campus.
Well, it's feels refreshing to go back to school. but if it has to ends at 5pm, probably I will have to start looking forward to go to school, but once im there, i can look forward to go home.
I have Group II chem tutorial to do, and lots of Math hol assignment. Sighs. And some part of me wants to dedicate my night to my new Nocturne.
Seems like time is never enough. Someday, I may discover I can BEND SPACE AND TIME, and then I will freeze time, mug the whole alevels, and then unfreeze time. That will be so cool, but it's just as impossible as well,
methene.
Uh, im going nuts bye.
Some sheer randomness.
Cher:Class,Are you clear?
Student:no im opaque
Cher:Did you bring your notes?
Student:Yes, and my antinotes as well.
(nodes and antinodes if you get it)
Lots more but I can't rmb.
But still, I like to believe that all the suffering in this week is over. School is going to be carefree, relaxing and back to the ever-dreamed-about 1:30pm dismissal time. I just love 1:30pm. Can't wait for wed n thurs. Woots.
School was just like school today and lessons, as usual, were like lessons. Nothing more than that. but we got to taste what as a GP reading period. Period, a totally nonsensical lesson which sets me back in nostalgia remembering the stupidity and time wastage bukit panjang government LOW as put me through for 4 years. I remember those "reading periods", where the time was better spent sleeping. Today we had to ravage through newspapers and find an article about international news. Read it for 45 minutes, and then take a mirror, reflect upon it for 15 minutes. I suppose 45 minutes is perfectly fine for people who read at a speed of 1 nano metre of paper, of words per second. That would make perfect sense, you could even screen through an article at molecular level. That's if, you can though.
Of course. I didn't have my GP note book (and since when did I ever have one), I didn't write any reflections. And my time was spent reading the ads. Woot, and of course, I did read some more interesting stuff. Infact, I was loaning my newpaper from Daniel that actually I don't really deserve the right to read it right? I ain't allow to steal "intellectual property", if you say newpaper is one of the most intellectual stuff out there. Or is it just me? newpaper content is sometimes way to shallow. It's either that, or I don't find joy in forcing joy out of reading thing that doesn't produce joy. (byproduct or not).
We had an array of lessons, spaced out, rather generously with several breaks of 0.5 hours here and there, which was barely enough to catch a meal, pee a little and then head back for class. Not really perfect though, I miss those 1 and half hour breaks Wootz.
I guess it's the PAE time of the year where new JC1s come in. Of course, when it was my time, I was slacking at home because my prelim results could not even get me into ITE I presume...But still, it's quite a weird experience seeing many different uniformed people walking around, it kinda reminds me of orientation. And speaking of juniors. We're finally SENIORs in a junior college, (no pun intended). And today while I was playing the piano in the hall, this guy and girl approached me, asking for directions. They were looking for something that sounds like it starts with an A. then I was like, er excuse me I have no idea.Man, I have no shame. Ive been there for like months and I have no idea there's such a place in the school campus.
Well, it's feels refreshing to go back to school. but if it has to ends at 5pm, probably I will have to start looking forward to go to school, but once im there, i can look forward to go home.
I have Group II chem tutorial to do, and lots of Math hol assignment. Sighs. And some part of me wants to dedicate my night to my new Nocturne.
Seems like time is never enough. Someday, I may discover I can BEND SPACE AND TIME, and then I will freeze time, mug the whole alevels, and then unfreeze time. That will be so cool, but it's just as impossible as well,
methene.
Uh, im going nuts bye.
Some sheer randomness.
Cher:Class,Are you clear?
Student:no im opaque
Cher:Did you bring your notes?
Student:Yes, and my antinotes as well.
(nodes and antinodes if you get it)
Lots more but I can't rmb.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Just another blank space of words
These days, events are passing too quickly even for me to blog about everything that happened to me. I have not completed my holiday assignments. 25 questions of chem TYS are really like a mental burden now and I have managed to stagger through half of them this morning, well good attempt and I was surprised I could actually remember quite a decent deal from last year. Guess the half-life of my memory isn't that drastic than I expected....
I have been living in nostalgia for the past week I guess, it's time to wake up and move on. Holidays are over and so is play time. I should really move up and act my age, and also be doing things of my age and maturity and have a mind of what I am expected of. Perhaps the key to the problem is inertia, I don't really like changes in my life. And I find myself maladroit at adaptation.
I guess it's hard to be simple and happy at the simplest things. I find it a great deal to naturally smile these days. To naturally feel happy. Granted, there is always the urge and the push to actually feel the need to induce happiness. The need to say "hey i should be feeling happy with life", with that, it might be the crucial initial step, but what is produced, is nothing but artificial happiness, what I would say is just unnatural. Where did that spontaneous generation of happiness go?
Eventually, what is going on now, what happens now, whatever that will happen, eventually, they will all degenerate and decompose into fragments, vague pieces and then into eventually again into a painful lacuna in our memories, where nothing is remembered. But when that blank is filled with rememberence, it will take more time, to push these matters into void, once again.
But what I would like to say is that my life right now is probably decent. I don't stress out, I don't freak out at school work. Infact, I find subtle joy in doing my assignments, well, compare and contrast with the negativity of interest in doing anything related to school work. School, perhaps is dramatically more enjoyable because of the sudden droppage of lesser and meaningless subjects like project work and chinese.
Ah yes, I should stop this relentless introspection, which will again amount to nothing.
Yesterday, was the first JUMP session of the year, 2008. There was a BBQ organised in this mansion place near Adam's road. Im not sure whether that place qualifies to be a mansion, but it certainly is VERY big, perhaps like at least 5 times the land space of my house, or even more. It has a toilet bigger than the size of an average HDB bedroom. Gasp.
Inevitably, human nature pushes one to actually suffer from sort of a "fantasy" state of mind where even for a spilt second, anyone would wish he could own such an impressive (and I would actually class it as imbals of imbals), home. I did stop and pause and then think. What if I could live in such a house in the future?
The second level of thoughts that went on was how the heck will I be able to afford such a big place in the future? And then finally my thoughts ceased when I my legs touched the real ground (okay, this is a real bad chinese-to-english translations), and I told myself to stop dreaming....
I would probably settle with the cosy, small little house that I might be able to afford with my own money next time. Perhaps a cosy little house would be more comfortable and I am saying this to applease my jealously of such people with imbal-sized houses......,damn.
The session was fun, I guess. but to me, the highlight of the day was a humming game which I was in "last minute" fashion, rope-ed in to help out with the songs. It went like this. Each team had to send one member out and hum a random song, then his or her team has to guess that song. And knowing me, I had to add some really weird songs in it, and amongst them, was Fantasie Impromtu. Humming fantasie impromtu, Benjamin did it really in style, and it was super hilarious. and priceless.
It was a whole day of activity for me yesterday. I was supposed to finish a little of my chem homework but I didn't. And so I have to complete all by today.
Im sick and tired of typing.
Perhaps when more randomness catches up with me, I will blog again.
Till then.
I have been living in nostalgia for the past week I guess, it's time to wake up and move on. Holidays are over and so is play time. I should really move up and act my age, and also be doing things of my age and maturity and have a mind of what I am expected of. Perhaps the key to the problem is inertia, I don't really like changes in my life. And I find myself maladroit at adaptation.
I guess it's hard to be simple and happy at the simplest things. I find it a great deal to naturally smile these days. To naturally feel happy. Granted, there is always the urge and the push to actually feel the need to induce happiness. The need to say "hey i should be feeling happy with life", with that, it might be the crucial initial step, but what is produced, is nothing but artificial happiness, what I would say is just unnatural. Where did that spontaneous generation of happiness go?
Eventually, what is going on now, what happens now, whatever that will happen, eventually, they will all degenerate and decompose into fragments, vague pieces and then into eventually again into a painful lacuna in our memories, where nothing is remembered. But when that blank is filled with rememberence, it will take more time, to push these matters into void, once again.
But what I would like to say is that my life right now is probably decent. I don't stress out, I don't freak out at school work. Infact, I find subtle joy in doing my assignments, well, compare and contrast with the negativity of interest in doing anything related to school work. School, perhaps is dramatically more enjoyable because of the sudden droppage of lesser and meaningless subjects like project work and chinese.
Ah yes, I should stop this relentless introspection, which will again amount to nothing.
Yesterday, was the first JUMP session of the year, 2008. There was a BBQ organised in this mansion place near Adam's road. Im not sure whether that place qualifies to be a mansion, but it certainly is VERY big, perhaps like at least 5 times the land space of my house, or even more. It has a toilet bigger than the size of an average HDB bedroom. Gasp.
Inevitably, human nature pushes one to actually suffer from sort of a "fantasy" state of mind where even for a spilt second, anyone would wish he could own such an impressive (and I would actually class it as imbals of imbals), home. I did stop and pause and then think. What if I could live in such a house in the future?
The second level of thoughts that went on was how the heck will I be able to afford such a big place in the future? And then finally my thoughts ceased when I my legs touched the real ground (okay, this is a real bad chinese-to-english translations), and I told myself to stop dreaming....
I would probably settle with the cosy, small little house that I might be able to afford with my own money next time. Perhaps a cosy little house would be more comfortable and I am saying this to applease my jealously of such people with imbal-sized houses......,damn.
The session was fun, I guess. but to me, the highlight of the day was a humming game which I was in "last minute" fashion, rope-ed in to help out with the songs. It went like this. Each team had to send one member out and hum a random song, then his or her team has to guess that song. And knowing me, I had to add some really weird songs in it, and amongst them, was Fantasie Impromtu. Humming fantasie impromtu, Benjamin did it really in style, and it was super hilarious. and priceless.
It was a whole day of activity for me yesterday. I was supposed to finish a little of my chem homework but I didn't. And so I have to complete all by today.
Im sick and tired of typing.
Perhaps when more randomness catches up with me, I will blog again.
Till then.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
In rondo style
I wouldn't say that year 2007 ended in Sforzando, I wouldn't say it ended gently, softly or whatever. It was a moderate ending, perfect not too grand, not too subtle. But it was fine. What strikes me most right now is that how is it that it is already 3rd Jan and I never noticed. I still thought it was the 'beginning' of the day, when I am already sitting on Square #3 of the Year 2008 calender. Amazing?
I never concluded 2007, but it's finally time to give it an official burial, a funeral. I didn't like year 2007. In it, I experienced alot. Jc life, , the magic of moderation, (well, I guess), getting promoted when you're not supposed to, love, hatred, pain, and most importantly, heartaches, perfectly in rondo.
School yesterday was the first day of school. Well, it was an exciting day I guess, in the sense that you get teachers catching you when you walk into the gate. Thats for me, who had ubber long hair. I got caught, and I escaped with a witty excuse (well, I just landed in SG this morning). School. Bleh, teachers changed. Chem into some lady teacher who seems rather young and rather fierce, and Phy into another lady teacher who seems nicer. Well, where have our old teachers gone to? Abandoned us :(. but anyway I guess it's the student that matters more than what teachers they've got.
I went to Bk timah plaza to cut my hair yesterday, and man, it was one brave experience. Like for 2-3 years, I never been to a hairdresser, or anyone who would put a scissors close to my hair. Maybe my dad, and myself, but no one professional or whatsoever. I never trusted people. And so I went to Sylvester's Salon, and then he cut for me, rather short. But I guess, I don't really have to really bother about what my hair looks like, afterall, there are tons of things more important, more wrecking, more painful than cutting hair. And I just realised that. Haha
Oh well. School is gonna be good now, school ends at 1:30 on 2 days, (wed and thurs), and then at 5pm on monday, 3pm on tuesday and 3pm on friday. But I think I am extremely inclined to pon the last GP lesson on friday which lasts 1.5 hrs, and has a 1.5 lunch break before that. I get to earn a whopping 3 hours if I pon that. Talk about being economical. No way Im wasting 3 hours because of one GP lesson..and GP is the last thing people need tutorials in. IMO.
I think Im starting to love my new timetable, without Chinese and Project, life's really fine. And I mean, FINE.
I came back early today, or rather. Signed out. But it's not a simple procedure like MSN or whatsoever. Filled a form, ran up to get signature from teacher, and then walked home. And that was before 1st period. I didn't feel like staying, or rather, I did suffer from a VERY mild headache and minor running nose. AKA, I didn't sleep well last night. I was emotionally disturbed, feeling emo. I can never concentrate when I am feeling emo, so I decided to leave. And yesterday has been one big rollercoaster ride ( more of plane crash experience) for me, (as I said, the part which slured in from 2007, and repeats itself, damn rondo styled emotions). Emo me, I left school, in the name of being ill. I am sitting right at home now, And I promise I will get down to do my 'holiday' homework at 2pm. Assignments that include 25 long TYS questions of chem, and a whole new tutorial about a whole new topic, which I need to read about. Woohoo?
Target is 3 hours to complete. Provided I don't get distracted.
thank you so much. thank you so much.
for being a guest in my life. coming, then leaving.
popping into my window once in awhile,
and not wanting to come in again.
I never concluded 2007, but it's finally time to give it an official burial, a funeral. I didn't like year 2007. In it, I experienced alot. Jc life, , the magic of moderation, (well, I guess), getting promoted when you're not supposed to, love, hatred, pain, and most importantly, heartaches, perfectly in rondo.
School yesterday was the first day of school. Well, it was an exciting day I guess, in the sense that you get teachers catching you when you walk into the gate. Thats for me, who had ubber long hair. I got caught, and I escaped with a witty excuse (well, I just landed in SG this morning). School. Bleh, teachers changed. Chem into some lady teacher who seems rather young and rather fierce, and Phy into another lady teacher who seems nicer. Well, where have our old teachers gone to? Abandoned us :(. but anyway I guess it's the student that matters more than what teachers they've got.
I went to Bk timah plaza to cut my hair yesterday, and man, it was one brave experience. Like for 2-3 years, I never been to a hairdresser, or anyone who would put a scissors close to my hair. Maybe my dad, and myself, but no one professional or whatsoever. I never trusted people. And so I went to Sylvester's Salon, and then he cut for me, rather short. But I guess, I don't really have to really bother about what my hair looks like, afterall, there are tons of things more important, more wrecking, more painful than cutting hair. And I just realised that. Haha
Oh well. School is gonna be good now, school ends at 1:30 on 2 days, (wed and thurs), and then at 5pm on monday, 3pm on tuesday and 3pm on friday. But I think I am extremely inclined to pon the last GP lesson on friday which lasts 1.5 hrs, and has a 1.5 lunch break before that. I get to earn a whopping 3 hours if I pon that. Talk about being economical. No way Im wasting 3 hours because of one GP lesson..and GP is the last thing people need tutorials in. IMO.
I think Im starting to love my new timetable, without Chinese and Project, life's really fine. And I mean, FINE.
I came back early today, or rather. Signed out. But it's not a simple procedure like MSN or whatsoever. Filled a form, ran up to get signature from teacher, and then walked home. And that was before 1st period. I didn't feel like staying, or rather, I did suffer from a VERY mild headache and minor running nose. AKA, I didn't sleep well last night. I was emotionally disturbed, feeling emo. I can never concentrate when I am feeling emo, so I decided to leave. And yesterday has been one big rollercoaster ride ( more of plane crash experience) for me, (as I said, the part which slured in from 2007, and repeats itself, damn rondo styled emotions). Emo me, I left school, in the name of being ill. I am sitting right at home now, And I promise I will get down to do my 'holiday' homework at 2pm. Assignments that include 25 long TYS questions of chem, and a whole new tutorial about a whole new topic, which I need to read about. Woohoo?
Target is 3 hours to complete. Provided I don't get distracted.
thank you so much. thank you so much.
for being a guest in my life. coming, then leaving.
popping into my window once in awhile,
and not wanting to come in again.
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