Hmm. I was just pondering about the council nominations. I've seen all sorts of people going out to pick up the forms and getting teachers to sign and all that. It gets me really excited to see that there are so many students who are rising up to this opportunity to run for the Student Council of NUS High School; to do something productive for the school; to set the direction for our student body; to do something different for a change. That, is heart-lightening. Seriously.
I just had a chat with one very interesting character, who is also running for council. I know him well. In fact, most of us know him well, know him well for his personality and character. He's one tough guy, persistent, and stands strong with his ground. Good. Sounds like something worth grooming in the SC. But then after speaking with him for a couple of minutes, I came to a couple of conclusions (these pointers go out to any one that is running for the SC, so listen).
1. If you run for the SC, I salute you. You've got courage. Commendable. However, if you are joining the SC JUST TO "prove a point" to your friends, your peers, people around you, then I have no respect for that person. The driving factor for you running for this upcoming election, must be the passion within you to serve the school, and the student body - NEVER just to prove a worthless point.
2. If you have views on how the activities should be improved and want to voice it out, GOOD. At least I (and the rest of SC) are comforted by the fact that there are still people within the student body that bothers with what's going on in school. However, please take note to release it to the right outlets at the appropriate times. A angsty teen bitching over a problem and a smooth, composed man providing feedback to the authorities may well be conveying the same message, but the way you provide your comments reflect strongly on how credible your comments are. If you want to feel valued, value us too.
3. To be honest, running for council should be a personal affair. A teacher's recommendation or two may prove to be the spark for you to start on your "career" in council, but to run for SC just because of what others think... man then running for council will turn out meaningless in the long run. To put it bluntly, get a life.
4. To all who do not fall under the top 3 points, I respect you for having made it this far. The saying goes, that the decision of the mind determines the outcome of half the battle. Good luck to all of you, and hopefully, our NUSHS SC will see some new bright sparks joining us very soon. =)
If any of the above points do not agree with what you think, feel free to comment. After all, I couldn't have made my point simpler on this blog post.
Oh, and to that "person", if you are reading this, I presume you know it is merely a repeat of whatever I told you earlier. Well, if you think what I say is nonsense, well, fine by me. After all, you're the one running for the council. I shall just... wait and see if you truly mean your word down to the last letter. (which I trust for a person like you, you will make no mistake in PROVING YOUR POINT TO ME)
On a final note, about me being a student: haha... true true. I can't help it if the student body... whoa, suddenly rose up in "rebellion" and come after me. Oh sureeee... I am so scared of blackmail my dear. I am soooo scared. To be honest, I don't really bother if there are people out there who just like finding problems with councilors. All I know, is that in the next 2 years here in NUSHS, I will fulfill my duty as a councilor to serve the school to the best of my ability. Not being proud here. After all, there's lots of stuff that I don't know (and may never know)... but I know one thing's for certain: My commitments are bound to my job, and rest assured, fellow friends, I will get that job done.
Oh, and good luck to everyone.
PS: To that "person", I am sorry if I had said anything that has hurt you or demoralised your will to run for the SC. We may not see eye to eye for many things, but I am certain that you do stand a chance like many other students in school to take part in this round's council elections. I sincerely hope that you get the point I am trying to put across to you before you get the wrong ideas of what it means to be running for SC. Yup. You may think it is ironic that I am offering you "advice" in such a way, but in any case, all the best to you.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Post no. 345
Yup. The three hundred and forty fifth post on my 1 1/2 year old blog. Don't ask me why I had to indicate this number for this post. I just felt like it. (damn boring homework to do at the moment, yea?)
Hmm. I've got a CL essay to complete, math assignment 4 to do, and physics quiz to prepare for tomorrow.
CL essay. Hmm, this is probably going to be one of the few in which I write beyond 2 pieces of "gao3 zhi3". -.^
Math assignment 4. Yawn. I bet it is going to be boring shit.
Physics quiz. Oh darn. Eff it la.
Ah well. I guess it's time to burn midnight oil... 2 hours to Monday! =
*on a side note, I am feeling weird at the moment. A sense of apprehension for the 2 weeks to come... I guess. Well, my fingers are crossed! XD*
Hmm. I've got a CL essay to complete, math assignment 4 to do, and physics quiz to prepare for tomorrow.
CL essay. Hmm, this is probably going to be one of the few in which I write beyond 2 pieces of "gao3 zhi3". -.^
Math assignment 4. Yawn. I bet it is going to be boring shit.
Physics quiz. Oh darn. Eff it la.
Ah well. I guess it's time to burn midnight oil... 2 hours to Monday! =
*on a side note, I am feeling weird at the moment. A sense of apprehension for the 2 weeks to come... I guess. Well, my fingers are crossed! XD*
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Loss of true meaning
Man I really ought to slap myself.
You know, for the past few days, I realise I am drawing myself closer and closer with God, and it has brought the filling of my spirit. Quoting Mia: "Life without Jesus is like a doughnut - with a big gaping hole in your heart." Man I fully agree with her.
This is a good thing for me I suppose, being Catholic and getting closer to Him. But I don't think so... why you may ask? Simple. I rely on God, simply because I am just seeking His powers to get me along with life. A selfish, self-centered reason to be trying to get closer to God.
Oh man, my mindset has been wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. WRONG from the very beginning.
My being a Catholic, following the Christian faith, believing in Christ and God, is supposed to be a selfless love for Him, just as He selflessly loves all of His children on Earth. As Christians, we all strive to model ourselves after Him, though we know that is almost impossible due to our imperfections, yet nevertheless, we try. We try, and perhaps, one fine day we may just... I don't know. Man will never be perfect I suppose.
Yet here I am, actually CHOOSING to be with God, just to solve my insecurity problem and lost thought. Damn, I am totally ashamed of myself that as a Christian, I am having this mentality that... argh. Shameful.
I am sorry God. Sorry for straying from Your light.
Well, at least I realised this now, after what, a decade at least? Gah. Slow I am. Nevermind. Hopefully I will learn never to move away from Him ever again. *weak smile*
PS: To non-Christians/those who don't believe in Jesus/those who don't believe in God/to those of other religion reading this blog post, pardon the "strong Christian nature" of this post. I had the sudden urge to write this out of inspiration...
Back to physics lab report. >.<
You know, for the past few days, I realise I am drawing myself closer and closer with God, and it has brought the filling of my spirit. Quoting Mia: "Life without Jesus is like a doughnut - with a big gaping hole in your heart." Man I fully agree with her.
This is a good thing for me I suppose, being Catholic and getting closer to Him. But I don't think so... why you may ask? Simple. I rely on God, simply because I am just seeking His powers to get me along with life. A selfish, self-centered reason to be trying to get closer to God.
Oh man, my mindset has been wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. WRONG from the very beginning.
My being a Catholic, following the Christian faith, believing in Christ and God, is supposed to be a selfless love for Him, just as He selflessly loves all of His children on Earth. As Christians, we all strive to model ourselves after Him, though we know that is almost impossible due to our imperfections, yet nevertheless, we try. We try, and perhaps, one fine day we may just... I don't know. Man will never be perfect I suppose.
Yet here I am, actually CHOOSING to be with God, just to solve my insecurity problem and lost thought. Damn, I am totally ashamed of myself that as a Christian, I am having this mentality that... argh. Shameful.
I am sorry God. Sorry for straying from Your light.
Well, at least I realised this now, after what, a decade at least? Gah. Slow I am. Nevermind. Hopefully I will learn never to move away from Him ever again. *weak smile*
PS: To non-Christians/those who don't believe in Jesus/those who don't believe in God/to those of other religion reading this blog post, pardon the "strong Christian nature" of this post. I had the sudden urge to write this out of inspiration...
Back to physics lab report. >.<
Keeping optimism in check
Everyday, I try as best as I can to keep looking forward, knowing that something good and exciting is bound to happen very soon in the near future. Yet, I feel the pains and chains of the woes I face today clouding my field of vision, with every step I take forward into this fog. It feels just like, well, being lost in the wilderness: You know that there's something worth finding at the end of the journey, yet you can't help it but realise with every passing minute that you may well have been lost ever since you started out on this "adventure" into the fog...
Okay, the above paragraph is just rubbish churned from my mind in a single minute. Lalala, how wonderful. -.-
Anyway, the point is, people say that optimists have longer lives than pessimists. I do not ask for a longer life; for the life I have is only superficial and true life exists in heaven with God, but all I want is for the days I have to be enjoyable, to be fun, to be one made worth living for. But, have I ever found anything meaningful in my life? Do I ever enjoy myself? What's the point of being pessimistic at who I am, what I've achieved, and what I've done wrong?
I am guilty. Guilty of taking what I have for granted. Guilty for not being content. Guilty of greed. Guilty... of asking for more than I can chew, just to "prove to others that I am better than them". Has all this ever brought any true meaning to what makes me? Perhaps so, perhaps not. But the final conclusion is that this temporary "accomplishments" mean nothing more than pieces of words to certify what I've done.
Meaningless. What's the point. The only hope I have left, is to pray; pray to God that He will make me content with the life I have always had, and will have in the near future.
Thank you Lord, for all the things that have gone right, going right, and will be right. Hopefully, this fog in my head will be cleared with Your power, and I will truly look forward with a lighter heart... Optimism: Check!
On a side note, I just remembered a line made by the champion toastmaster speaker at the international speech competition this year: Do you... validate? *ka-chic!* XD
Okay, the above paragraph is just rubbish churned from my mind in a single minute. Lalala, how wonderful. -.-
Anyway, the point is, people say that optimists have longer lives than pessimists. I do not ask for a longer life; for the life I have is only superficial and true life exists in heaven with God, but all I want is for the days I have to be enjoyable, to be fun, to be one made worth living for. But, have I ever found anything meaningful in my life? Do I ever enjoy myself? What's the point of being pessimistic at who I am, what I've achieved, and what I've done wrong?
I am guilty. Guilty of taking what I have for granted. Guilty for not being content. Guilty of greed. Guilty... of asking for more than I can chew, just to "prove to others that I am better than them". Has all this ever brought any true meaning to what makes me? Perhaps so, perhaps not. But the final conclusion is that this temporary "accomplishments" mean nothing more than pieces of words to certify what I've done.
Meaningless. What's the point. The only hope I have left, is to pray; pray to God that He will make me content with the life I have always had, and will have in the near future.
Thank you Lord, for all the things that have gone right, going right, and will be right. Hopefully, this fog in my head will be cleared with Your power, and I will truly look forward with a lighter heart... Optimism: Check!
On a side note, I just remembered a line made by the champion toastmaster speaker at the international speech competition this year: Do you... validate? *ka-chic!* XD
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Sluggish
Hmm. Somehow my life seems to have turned sluggish all of a sudden. Yea, sluggish may not be in the sense of how time is progressing, but more like how much I myself am progressing through life, if you catch what I mean.
School work seems so sluggish. Oh sure I feeling the homework "selection" pressures alright (a little bit of Mr Tang's teaching. Heehee. XD), but that "pressure" seems to come without much of that "knockout punch" kinda feel. Yea, like those sorts I get last year with all that project onslaughts. This semester, I don't think the work load has decreased, but somehow... I don't know. I seem to find the work lighter in a way? Or perhaps I am just constantly cheating myself to make myself feel good or something. o.O Oh, I think one of the factors is my IR, which has currently stalled due to the upsetting death of our BY-2 cell cultures. >.<
Learning seems to become even more sluggish. Yup yup there's a lot of stuff to learn on the module outlines for each module, but why do I get this feeling that my learning is getting nowhere? Pointless? Useless? Math calculus is going super slow - it would be a miracle if we can even complete on time - and the sciences are slowing at different degrees.
Bio seems consistent enough, but I can't get any useful information into my head *sorry Mr Tang*.
Chemistry is pretty much focused and with schedule and I am able to obtain good knowledge from it *hey duh, it's chem we are talking about here. XD*, but it seems "slower" than last sem. Not too sure why, but I am confident that Dr Ng will make it through. =P
Physics. Oh my gosh. I don't know if I can call it a disaster or what, but it seems that the stuff I am learning is falling apart into bits and pieces! Haha, maybe it is just because of the unsettled-ness after the June holidays - something the school has never been able to rectify I think - and probably the difficulty on my part learning two different aspects of physics at once. Wave optics, Practical Circuitry, plus E & M, both of which I don't think I am very good at. Like hey, mechanics was much simpler than this la! >.< I'm praying very hard that I will pull through my physics this sem... I must conquer that greatest fear! Go Mr Lim! Go Mr Wee! Yea!
The other subjects don't seem to be any faster either: English is going at a as-we-float-along kind of pace, and Chinese. Oh my goodness. I think I am better not mentioning it. Thinking about it makes me wanna puke. Bah.
I MISS HISTORY CLASSES. BOO.
So much for sloth-like learning huh. =(
Not just that, my days in class seem to be suffering severe lag too. 8am-6pm on Mondays and Tuesdays, plus 8am-4pm every Wednesday and Thursday (alternate week), and Fridays? Hah... I will be lucky if I am released before 5.30pm. o.O Oh crap. I just realised that I am taking that physics elective "enrichment" module on fluid dynamics too - Friday evenings 5pm to 7pm. OMGWTB. Shit shit shit. No wonder days seem to drag so endlessly... Thankfully, there's always a "slacky" Thursday to look forward to once every fortnight. ^^
I'm losing too much sleep over the past week. I seem to be dozing off in more and more classes, and the lack of concentration is taking its toll on my studies and quizzes. I already had a complete flunk in one physics quiz... I cannot afford any more such nonsense in class. >.<
My daily life is crawling too. Everyday just the same old routine day in day out. Nothing dynamic or startling or exciting to do. Just the same old school-home-sleep cycle... Sad right. Nevermind. I suppose I've already gone through this for 1 1/2 years, won't hurt having 2 1/2 years more right? *faints* My life's getting so boring, so dull, so useless.
Thankfully, there's always a group of friends I can look forward to meeting in school everyday that makes my day. Though I can't say for sure whether it is going to be compromising on my sanity (as explained in my earlier post), but I know that school with them is certainly more fun. And also God - Thank you so much for bringing me through the past weeks. I pray and work harder in hope that tomorrow's going to be much brighter and more exciting to enjoy! And good grief. I need to smile more *grins*.
Sounds like a Mr Brown podcast. Hmm... nevermind. =P
All I can do now, is to look forward and await the better things to come. Hopefully Term 4's going to bring about more productive and constructive changes to my learning in school. =X
8/8! Level camp at Pahang! Ornithology course at X'mas Island! XD
Hmm all the super fun things begin in September... but nevermind! I just hope eighth of August will come and go quickly. =X
There seems to be so much to look forward to... why must I slow down?
ROY. MOVE ALONG FASTER PLEASE! AH. GOGOGO.
Oh, and thank you God again for everything that's gone/going/will go right.
P.S: Australian National Chemistry Quiz thingy was screwed. I couldn't get all correct. How dumb damn. I bet AMC tomorrow's going to be similar result. Bleh. =.=||
School work seems so sluggish. Oh sure I feeling the homework "selection" pressures alright (a little bit of Mr Tang's teaching. Heehee. XD), but that "pressure" seems to come without much of that "knockout punch" kinda feel. Yea, like those sorts I get last year with all that project onslaughts. This semester, I don't think the work load has decreased, but somehow... I don't know. I seem to find the work lighter in a way? Or perhaps I am just constantly cheating myself to make myself feel good or something. o.O Oh, I think one of the factors is my IR, which has currently stalled due to the upsetting death of our BY-2 cell cultures. >.<
Learning seems to become even more sluggish. Yup yup there's a lot of stuff to learn on the module outlines for each module, but why do I get this feeling that my learning is getting nowhere? Pointless? Useless? Math calculus is going super slow - it would be a miracle if we can even complete on time - and the sciences are slowing at different degrees.
Bio seems consistent enough, but I can't get any useful information into my head *sorry Mr Tang*.
Chemistry is pretty much focused and with schedule and I am able to obtain good knowledge from it *hey duh, it's chem we are talking about here. XD*, but it seems "slower" than last sem. Not too sure why, but I am confident that Dr Ng will make it through. =P
Physics. Oh my gosh. I don't know if I can call it a disaster or what, but it seems that the stuff I am learning is falling apart into bits and pieces! Haha, maybe it is just because of the unsettled-ness after the June holidays - something the school has never been able to rectify I think - and probably the difficulty on my part learning two different aspects of physics at once. Wave optics, Practical Circuitry, plus E & M, both of which I don't think I am very good at. Like hey, mechanics was much simpler than this la! >.< I'm praying very hard that I will pull through my physics this sem... I must conquer that greatest fear! Go Mr Lim! Go Mr Wee! Yea!
The other subjects don't seem to be any faster either: English is going at a as-we-float-along kind of pace, and Chinese. Oh my goodness. I think I am better not mentioning it. Thinking about it makes me wanna puke. Bah.
I MISS HISTORY CLASSES. BOO.
So much for sloth-like learning huh. =(
Not just that, my days in class seem to be suffering severe lag too. 8am-6pm on Mondays and Tuesdays, plus 8am-4pm every Wednesday and Thursday (alternate week), and Fridays? Hah... I will be lucky if I am released before 5.30pm. o.O Oh crap. I just realised that I am taking that physics elective "enrichment" module on fluid dynamics too - Friday evenings 5pm to 7pm. OMGWTB. Shit shit shit. No wonder days seem to drag so endlessly... Thankfully, there's always a "slacky" Thursday to look forward to once every fortnight. ^^
I'm losing too much sleep over the past week. I seem to be dozing off in more and more classes, and the lack of concentration is taking its toll on my studies and quizzes. I already had a complete flunk in one physics quiz... I cannot afford any more such nonsense in class. >.<
My daily life is crawling too. Everyday just the same old routine day in day out. Nothing dynamic or startling or exciting to do. Just the same old school-home-sleep cycle... Sad right. Nevermind. I suppose I've already gone through this for 1 1/2 years, won't hurt having 2 1/2 years more right? *faints* My life's getting so boring, so dull, so useless.
Thankfully, there's always a group of friends I can look forward to meeting in school everyday that makes my day. Though I can't say for sure whether it is going to be compromising on my sanity (as explained in my earlier post), but I know that school with them is certainly more fun. And also God - Thank you so much for bringing me through the past weeks. I pray and work harder in hope that tomorrow's going to be much brighter and more exciting to enjoy! And good grief. I need to smile more *grins*.
Sounds like a Mr Brown podcast. Hmm... nevermind. =P
All I can do now, is to look forward and await the better things to come. Hopefully Term 4's going to bring about more productive and constructive changes to my learning in school. =X
8/8! Level camp at Pahang! Ornithology course at X'mas Island! XD
Hmm all the super fun things begin in September... but nevermind! I just hope eighth of August will come and go quickly. =X
There seems to be so much to look forward to... why must I slow down?
ROY. MOVE ALONG FASTER PLEASE! AH. GOGOGO.
Oh, and thank you God again for everything that's gone/going/will go right.
P.S: Australian National Chemistry Quiz thingy was screwed. I couldn't get all correct. How dumb damn. I bet AMC tomorrow's going to be similar result. Bleh. =.=||
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Insanity.
Ok finally, Blogger decides to stop cocking around and gimme a 12 midnight slot to post on my blog. How wonderful. Well, at least now I can tear my eyes away from my chem oly worksheet for a short moment; I fear doing too much chem oly will drive me nuts - not that it's difficult or whatever, but it just reminds me of Mr Ho, and thinking of Mr Ho gives me the... ahem ahem. Well you guys know. ^^
Anyway, as you can see, this blog post is entitled "Insanity", but no, before you start to jump the gun, I am not blogging due to frustrations from homework (yea like I often do. Bitch about my homework. Ah darn). The fact that the stability of my mind seems to be slipping through my fingers like fine sand in an hourglass, is probably due to the kind of friends I have around me.
No no. I don't hate you guys from M05304. In fact, I couldn't ask God for more than you guys. Just that well some of you really can make me completely part with the little bit of sanity left in me... heh, you guys know who you are. Argh. =X
Dom and his lame jokes.
CP and his extreme "nonsense energy".
Oliver and his sick one-liners
Dan and the corns. =
Bean and all of his weirdness. o.O
Thejas for being so wacky at times.
Loh for being.. err, funny.
Derrick... no comment.
Lalala. Forever 304. =)
Anyway, CP really lost his mind today or something. Throughout the whole of lunch period from 12:30pm to 2pm in the library, he kept finding something to twist in whatever I said. For example...
Me: "Bah. The world is stupid. I have to look into a MODERN CHEMISTRY textbook to find the information for formal charge."
CP: "Oh err, well the world's like that mad. I mean, you can go look at the ANCIENT CHEMISTRY textbooks for the stuff you want and they are classical chemistry, but that is modern for the ancient too isn't it? So what's modern chem, what's not..."
And by the way. This went on whilst he was doing physics homework, and we were in the library with me trying to get 40 winks before going for 2 hours of math and physics each. >.< Oh man CP and his "nonsense energy" huh.
And finally, I've discovered a good way to "purge" the sleep "bug" from me in boring classes. I was about to fall asleep, when I reminded myself that I was supposed to do something to create a momentary "high". So, I used my index finger to poke Thejas on the arm, who was sitting just beside me, and said that I was bored. Of course he stared back at me amused. Then I just told him that I've successfully transmitted the sleeping bug over to him. Hahaha. And guess what? I didn't fall asleep for the rest of the lesson!
And Thejas was afflicted with the sleepyness. Whoops. =X
I think I must have caused a mini-racket during Mr Lee's class... oops. XD
Dang so late. I better get back to finishing the chem oly stuff before going to bed. Goodnight!
Anyway, as you can see, this blog post is entitled "Insanity", but no, before you start to jump the gun, I am not blogging due to frustrations from homework (yea like I often do. Bitch about my homework. Ah darn). The fact that the stability of my mind seems to be slipping through my fingers like fine sand in an hourglass, is probably due to the kind of friends I have around me.
No no. I don't hate you guys from M05304. In fact, I couldn't ask God for more than you guys. Just that well some of you really can make me completely part with the little bit of sanity left in me... heh, you guys know who you are. Argh. =X
Dom and his lame jokes.
CP and his extreme "nonsense energy".
Oliver and his sick one-liners
Dan and the corns. =
Bean and all of his weirdness. o.O
Thejas for being so wacky at times.
Loh for being.. err, funny.
Derrick... no comment.
Lalala. Forever 304. =)
Anyway, CP really lost his mind today or something. Throughout the whole of lunch period from 12:30pm to 2pm in the library, he kept finding something to twist in whatever I said. For example...
Me: "Bah. The world is stupid. I have to look into a MODERN CHEMISTRY textbook to find the information for formal charge."
CP: "Oh err, well the world's like that mad. I mean, you can go look at the ANCIENT CHEMISTRY textbooks for the stuff you want and they are classical chemistry, but that is modern for the ancient too isn't it? So what's modern chem, what's not..."
And by the way. This went on whilst he was doing physics homework, and we were in the library with me trying to get 40 winks before going for 2 hours of math and physics each. >.< Oh man CP and his "nonsense energy" huh.
And finally, I've discovered a good way to "purge" the sleep "bug" from me in boring classes. I was about to fall asleep, when I reminded myself that I was supposed to do something to create a momentary "high". So, I used my index finger to poke Thejas on the arm, who was sitting just beside me, and said that I was bored. Of course he stared back at me amused. Then I just told him that I've successfully transmitted the sleeping bug over to him. Hahaha. And guess what? I didn't fall asleep for the rest of the lesson!
And Thejas was afflicted with the sleepyness. Whoops. =X
I think I must have caused a mini-racket during Mr Lee's class... oops. XD
Dang so late. I better get back to finishing the chem oly stuff before going to bed. Goodnight!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
The Masquerade
A cold, lifeless night.
Dark winds sweep across the sky
Extinguished fires and light
With little embers for warmth
But life holds its ground
Admist the deathly scene.
In a lone mansion on a hill
Standing like a beacon at sea.
A desperate soul in the wild
Seeking shelter from the elements
Stumbled upon the magnificent structure
And lightly knocked by the door.
Like magic the doors banged open
Its bright interior revealed
Full of warmth, full of life.
A loving invitation inside.
The man stood stunned along the hallway
As he glanced beyond the door
Voices, laughter, and joyous sounds
Bouncing on the walls.
Entering, he stepped into a ballroom.
With sights so stunning.
A thousand paper faces on parade
Amidst a beautiful masquerade.
The happiness, the cheery mood
It's ever so addictive
He got on high and entered the fray
But left him in horror.
Masks plastered on every man
painted with a smile
Yet a tugging feeling tells his heart
That under it's a frown.
Men and women of high stature
Danced to their hearts' delight
But after giving a second glance
Razors under every cloak in sight.
Grins greeted every pair
as small talk was exchanged
With every word and every line
Knives in backs they were placed.
Worse still, angels with silver wings
Sprinkling tinkles of joy.
But he knew under it were imps
Working it's temptations on Man.
Satan stood in the middle of all
Clouding the minds of many
Seeking out the weak and meak
To rip their souls from within.
He could take this treachery no more
And shouted out loud
"Listen, you fools, can't you see
That the devil's been playing you about?"
Dancing stopped, music ceased.
Thousand paper faces turned
Silence prevailed within the room
As they await the man's retreat.
The axis of evil arose
And approached that lone figure
"Your face is cold and battered," he simpered
"Why not put this on and join us?"
A mask, new and fresh, was thrusted in his arms
Shiny, plastic, and smooth
A sweet fragrance wafted out
It seemed too good to be true.
Yet the man foolishly chucked it back.
Screaming like a madman
"What is this, you maniac
I will never bow down to you."
"Listen fellow men and women
this is my last cry to you
We've made ourselves puppets within this masquerade
literally paper faces on parade."
The devil chuckled evily and snaps his fingers
And strings fell out of the sky.
Holding onto their hands and feet
The people advanced onto the maskless figure.
Slaps and punches rained on him
With foul words and ridicule to add.
The razors and blades hidden inside
Flew hungrily and attacked.
In the end the man crumpled up
and tears streaming from his eyes
Satan laughed and shook his head.
"High time to send you out."
As the shattered body was lifted up,
Tears and blood fell to the Earth.
Tears not of pain but of sorrow
And blood not of flesh but of the heart
With a final push he was ejected
Out of that mansion on a hill.
But now looking back at the structure
It smelt of nothing but death and decay.
Torn between Good and Evil
The man stood resolute.
Again in that cold, lifeless night
He uttered a silent prayer.
To God, he lifted his hands high
And muttered a word or two.
Though he knew his life meant little.
But the lives of that thousand meant alot more.
"Almighty Father, I beg you to save their lives!
Lest they're consumed by the Devil.
The torments on us will never end
So long as Man is Man."
In a moment, the winds stopped howling
The night came to a standstill.
A little breeze came rolling by
And a single voice "I'm there."
The man knew He had come.
He was there for him.
For him, and for humanity
He brought the calm to the soul.
And still the masquerade rages on
Within that lone mansion on a hill
God knows how many other mansions exist
With more mindless faces within.
To this day, that lonely man still awaits
For the Saviour of Man to lift
This curse gripping on humanity.
Praying, for our pain to cease...
***End***
Finally a poem by myself to dedicate to my blog. Oh Lord, how many more men will be lost within the folds of this tainted human masquerade?
*Tears the mask away from my face*
Dark winds sweep across the sky
Extinguished fires and light
With little embers for warmth
But life holds its ground
Admist the deathly scene.
In a lone mansion on a hill
Standing like a beacon at sea.
A desperate soul in the wild
Seeking shelter from the elements
Stumbled upon the magnificent structure
And lightly knocked by the door.
Like magic the doors banged open
Its bright interior revealed
Full of warmth, full of life.
A loving invitation inside.
The man stood stunned along the hallway
As he glanced beyond the door
Voices, laughter, and joyous sounds
Bouncing on the walls.
Entering, he stepped into a ballroom.
With sights so stunning.
A thousand paper faces on parade
Amidst a beautiful masquerade.
The happiness, the cheery mood
It's ever so addictive
He got on high and entered the fray
But left him in horror.
Masks plastered on every man
painted with a smile
Yet a tugging feeling tells his heart
That under it's a frown.
Men and women of high stature
Danced to their hearts' delight
But after giving a second glance
Razors under every cloak in sight.
Grins greeted every pair
as small talk was exchanged
With every word and every line
Knives in backs they were placed.
Worse still, angels with silver wings
Sprinkling tinkles of joy.
But he knew under it were imps
Working it's temptations on Man.
Satan stood in the middle of all
Clouding the minds of many
Seeking out the weak and meak
To rip their souls from within.
He could take this treachery no more
And shouted out loud
"Listen, you fools, can't you see
That the devil's been playing you about?"
Dancing stopped, music ceased.
Thousand paper faces turned
Silence prevailed within the room
As they await the man's retreat.
The axis of evil arose
And approached that lone figure
"Your face is cold and battered," he simpered
"Why not put this on and join us?"
A mask, new and fresh, was thrusted in his arms
Shiny, plastic, and smooth
A sweet fragrance wafted out
It seemed too good to be true.
Yet the man foolishly chucked it back.
Screaming like a madman
"What is this, you maniac
I will never bow down to you."
"Listen fellow men and women
this is my last cry to you
We've made ourselves puppets within this masquerade
literally paper faces on parade."
The devil chuckled evily and snaps his fingers
And strings fell out of the sky.
Holding onto their hands and feet
The people advanced onto the maskless figure.
Slaps and punches rained on him
With foul words and ridicule to add.
The razors and blades hidden inside
Flew hungrily and attacked.
In the end the man crumpled up
and tears streaming from his eyes
Satan laughed and shook his head.
"High time to send you out."
As the shattered body was lifted up,
Tears and blood fell to the Earth.
Tears not of pain but of sorrow
And blood not of flesh but of the heart
With a final push he was ejected
Out of that mansion on a hill.
But now looking back at the structure
It smelt of nothing but death and decay.
Torn between Good and Evil
The man stood resolute.
Again in that cold, lifeless night
He uttered a silent prayer.
To God, he lifted his hands high
And muttered a word or two.
Though he knew his life meant little.
But the lives of that thousand meant alot more.
"Almighty Father, I beg you to save their lives!
Lest they're consumed by the Devil.
The torments on us will never end
So long as Man is Man."
In a moment, the winds stopped howling
The night came to a standstill.
A little breeze came rolling by
And a single voice "I'm there."
The man knew He had come.
He was there for him.
For him, and for humanity
He brought the calm to the soul.
And still the masquerade rages on
Within that lone mansion on a hill
God knows how many other mansions exist
With more mindless faces within.
To this day, that lonely man still awaits
For the Saviour of Man to lift
This curse gripping on humanity.
Praying, for our pain to cease...
***End***
Finally a poem by myself to dedicate to my blog. Oh Lord, how many more men will be lost within the folds of this tainted human masquerade?
*Tears the mask away from my face*
E&M
Hmm. Something doesn't seem right.
I am quite free of any work to do now. I'm thinking about games all the time. I just started gaming on DotA AI. And I could do E&M homework without much difficulty...
I sense something... elusive. XD
Anyway, I think I shall go be a nice boy and do chem oly homework then. Mr Ho and his.. ahem ahem. =)
I am quite free of any work to do now. I'm thinking about games all the time. I just started gaming on DotA AI. And I could do E&M homework without much difficulty...
I sense something... elusive. XD
Anyway, I think I shall go be a nice boy and do chem oly homework then. Mr Ho and his.. ahem ahem. =)
Friday, July 21, 2006
X-country + Racial Harmony Day
Woohoo! Today was the best day ever! Heh, I feel my depression slowly seeping out of my veins again. XD
Cross-country at East Coast Park! Haha... Oh my goodness, the run was less than 2.4km altogether la - I could run under the standard 12 minute timing I set in school, and that's with stopping once for 3 seconds catch a breather during the run! Hahaha.. should have made X-Country longer leh... more kick into the games for the day. =D
Then after X-Country run was Racial Harmony Day! Whee, CY and I were emcees for the event!! So cool, so fun, so much hype. All the plans that the RHD comm have put down on paper and ink have finally been realised today; must have been a dream come true for fishie and CY I bet. Hahaha... great job the two of you. Really outstanding. The extreme gourmet was the coolest thing ever la: wasabe, belachan, bitter gourd... and the teachers' team won in the end. XD
Announcement of results for the X-country. As usual, each house has had it's fair share of good runners in each division, and it was in my opinion quite evenly balanced throughout. Fleming, though having less athletic people overall in comparison with houses like Nobel and Faraday, still did pretty decently, and Fibo's young talents have been very outstanding. However, Faraday seemed to be underperforming for today, as seen by their lower mean number of medals collected overall, and in the end they got 4th. 1st time as well. Interesting, which means all the houses have gotten 4th for an event at least once now. Haha... Anyway, Fibo got 3rd, Fleming got 2nd *YAY*, and Nobel - as expected - got 1st. Thanks to pro people like Nat, Eugene, Jenkin, and two girls from each year 1 and 3 respectively who got top for their own division. Impressive as always. Well done Nobel. =)
Oh, Eugene, aiming for 2nd next year? XD
After X-country at East Coast Park, I went back home to have lunch and shower, before proceeding to Sengkang to meet up with Ying Zhen, Weiling, Andy, Gary, Reico, Sam, and Marge to go to Dr Seah's house. Heh, Dr Seah's so nice! Let us play for a while with her cats too. Aww so cuddly. I almost wanted to stroke them, if not for my phobia of cats due to animal behaviour module last sem. >.< Ah well. Then we watched some anime and chatted about everything and anything under the sun for the next 2 hours or so. We got quite sian after that, so we went to Compass Point and ate dinner at BK, and at the same time, had an "informal discussion" with regards to council affairs etc. Oh man so cool la... Dr Seah! =)))
Reached home at 10pm. Took 1 hour in total to get home. Waited 15 minutes just for one bus 163. Stupid la. =.=||
Cross-country at East Coast Park! Haha... Oh my goodness, the run was less than 2.4km altogether la - I could run under the standard 12 minute timing I set in school, and that's with stopping once for 3 seconds catch a breather during the run! Hahaha.. should have made X-Country longer leh... more kick into the games for the day. =D
Then after X-Country run was Racial Harmony Day! Whee, CY and I were emcees for the event!! So cool, so fun, so much hype. All the plans that the RHD comm have put down on paper and ink have finally been realised today; must have been a dream come true for fishie and CY I bet. Hahaha... great job the two of you. Really outstanding. The extreme gourmet was the coolest thing ever la: wasabe, belachan, bitter gourd... and the teachers' team won in the end. XD
Announcement of results for the X-country. As usual, each house has had it's fair share of good runners in each division, and it was in my opinion quite evenly balanced throughout. Fleming, though having less athletic people overall in comparison with houses like Nobel and Faraday, still did pretty decently, and Fibo's young talents have been very outstanding. However, Faraday seemed to be underperforming for today, as seen by their lower mean number of medals collected overall, and in the end they got 4th. 1st time as well. Interesting, which means all the houses have gotten 4th for an event at least once now. Haha... Anyway, Fibo got 3rd, Fleming got 2nd *YAY*, and Nobel - as expected - got 1st. Thanks to pro people like Nat, Eugene, Jenkin, and two girls from each year 1 and 3 respectively who got top for their own division. Impressive as always. Well done Nobel. =)
Oh, Eugene, aiming for 2nd next year? XD
After X-country at East Coast Park, I went back home to have lunch and shower, before proceeding to Sengkang to meet up with Ying Zhen, Weiling, Andy, Gary, Reico, Sam, and Marge to go to Dr Seah's house. Heh, Dr Seah's so nice! Let us play for a while with her cats too. Aww so cuddly. I almost wanted to stroke them, if not for my phobia of cats due to animal behaviour module last sem. >.< Ah well. Then we watched some anime and chatted about everything and anything under the sun for the next 2 hours or so. We got quite sian after that, so we went to Compass Point and ate dinner at BK, and at the same time, had an "informal discussion" with regards to council affairs etc. Oh man so cool la... Dr Seah! =)))
Reached home at 10pm. Took 1 hour in total to get home. Waited 15 minutes just for one bus 163. Stupid la. =.=||
Thursday, July 20, 2006
"High-ness"
And no I am not talking royalty here - though if you look closer at my name, it actually refers to regal/royalty quite literally. I mean the literal moments of high you get in life. XD Let me elaborate.
This morning, we had calculus lesson again. Meh Mr Cheong is so darn boring, teach I want to follow also cannot follow. Mr Lee is like much much much much better la please. Luckily he's returning next week... can get some serious stuff done in math class. Anyway, so the lesson was getting more and more dull, and as usual, I fell asleep. Usually, I would attempt to make the controlled efforts in rubbing my eyes and drinking water to try to keep awake for the time being, but my brain today seemed like ready for complete shutdown. Without bothering to listen in class, I simply plonked onto the table top and closed my eyes to take a nap. Damn the boring lessons. Damn the boring teachers too. >.<
Just then, Ching Pin just prodded me by the sides, and woke me. I was quite restless and wanted to go back to nap again, then he see me so "ke3 lian2", so he gave me a suggestion to try keeping awake - just going high. At 1st, I thought he was really talking nonsense, but then I figured I had nothing to lose, so I suddenly started becoming damn random and poking the stuff around me, making funny random comments to Thejas, and then follow CP in saying to Reico "You are a Sucker." A moment later...
Eh, I don't feel sleepy anymore! Hahaha! Ching Pin, you're my saviour. Will try this out next week too. XD
English seminar was great! Thejas was being real good at giving the seminar: much better than if it were me conducting it. And the best part, was that certain classmates were engaging the seminar! Like hey, better than Mr Valles'... OOPS. Haha joking! We certainly had fun la, even though I admit it was seriously last minute work. ^^
Chem olympiad training today was so funny! Nic and I decided to take a leaf out of Eugene's book, and do what he did with Mr J. Ho in chem lesson: ********** (no Mr Ho, we are not supposed to tell you). So funny la... at one point Ying Zhen and Weiling were laughing like crazy... zzz. More hyper than Nic and myself. o.O oh yea, a figure: 110/60 Quite cool, for a chem teacher. XD
Damn more homework over the weekend. I just can't wait for this week to pass.
Tomorrow, Racial Harmony Day plans will be set in motion... everything's already been planned. Good luck guys! RHD COMM ALL THE WAY! YEAH! =D And in sync with my title on "high-ness", I shall post lyrics bySum 41 - Kick Me When I'm High SR 71 - Right Now (thanks gnia for the correction. =P)
SR 71 - Right Now
[Verse 1]
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over
So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
[Verse 2]
I used to hang on every word,
each lie was more absurd
kept me so insecure
but now that's over
she taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss,
That bitch, its over
You know I used to be such a nice boy
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
She's driving me insane
But now that's over (now that's over)
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
Lalala. Cheers to SR 71. =)
"... Think before you make up your mind. You don't seem to realise, I can do this on my own..."
This morning, we had calculus lesson again. Meh Mr Cheong is so darn boring, teach I want to follow also cannot follow. Mr Lee is like much much much much better la please. Luckily he's returning next week... can get some serious stuff done in math class. Anyway, so the lesson was getting more and more dull, and as usual, I fell asleep. Usually, I would attempt to make the controlled efforts in rubbing my eyes and drinking water to try to keep awake for the time being, but my brain today seemed like ready for complete shutdown. Without bothering to listen in class, I simply plonked onto the table top and closed my eyes to take a nap. Damn the boring lessons. Damn the boring teachers too. >.<
Just then, Ching Pin just prodded me by the sides, and woke me. I was quite restless and wanted to go back to nap again, then he see me so "ke3 lian2", so he gave me a suggestion to try keeping awake - just going high. At 1st, I thought he was really talking nonsense, but then I figured I had nothing to lose, so I suddenly started becoming damn random and poking the stuff around me, making funny random comments to Thejas, and then follow CP in saying to Reico "You are a Sucker." A moment later...
Eh, I don't feel sleepy anymore! Hahaha! Ching Pin, you're my saviour. Will try this out next week too. XD
English seminar was great! Thejas was being real good at giving the seminar: much better than if it were me conducting it. And the best part, was that certain classmates were engaging the seminar! Like hey, better than Mr Valles'... OOPS. Haha joking! We certainly had fun la, even though I admit it was seriously last minute work. ^^
Chem olympiad training today was so funny! Nic and I decided to take a leaf out of Eugene's book, and do what he did with Mr J. Ho in chem lesson: ********** (no Mr Ho, we are not supposed to tell you). So funny la... at one point Ying Zhen and Weiling were laughing like crazy... zzz. More hyper than Nic and myself. o.O oh yea, a figure: 110/60 Quite cool, for a chem teacher. XD
Damn more homework over the weekend. I just can't wait for this week to pass.
Tomorrow, Racial Harmony Day plans will be set in motion... everything's already been planned. Good luck guys! RHD COMM ALL THE WAY! YEAH! =D And in sync with my title on "high-ness", I shall post lyrics by
SR 71 - Right Now
[Verse 1]
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over
So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
[Verse 2]
I used to hang on every word,
each lie was more absurd
kept me so insecure
but now that's over
she taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss,
That bitch, its over
You know I used to be such a nice boy
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
She's driving me insane
But now that's over (now that's over)
[Chorus]
Why...
Why'd you always kick me when I'm high?
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out
I know
She may not be Ms. Right,
She'll do right now
She'll do right now
Lalala. Cheers to SR 71. =)
"... Think before you make up your mind. You don't seem to realise, I can do this on my own..."
Low Point
*I blogged this post out last night, again out of the usual frustration, but cuz stupid Blogger refused to post my post properly, I had to postpone it today. Going to write another subsequent post soon*
Well, at least now I am out of that rut of "desperation" again, so not feeling too suicidal at the moment. Haha. =X But I am still stuck at the low point, where dy/dx = 0 *damn too much calculus stuck in my head*. Hahaha...
Low point. Low morale. Low spirits. But hey, low point =/= no point yea? Life must go on. I really need to persevere over the next few weeks...
8/8. After that, I am a free man all over again. I will shake off all those shackles that have bound my feet for 2 years and fly like the guy I used to be. My energy is all diminished and drained after all I've been doing. I don't want to drag this pain any longer.
Everything seems to look so much better after that "day". Two trips overseas in two weeks during September, no more cheer prac (I hope), full devotion to school work, and more time to dedicate to my personal re-organisation. I simply hate having to rush through school life and coming back all tired and wasted and all. Bah. Come to think of it, what I just said is quite redundant. After all, who likes coming back from school everyday feeling as if he/she has just wasted another day in school? No one duh.
Woohoo. Level camp to be held at Pahang! Well although we don't have OBS, I do hope this will make up for that "loss"! XD And OMG I CAN'T WAIT FOR ORNITHOLOGY TRIP TO X'MAS ISLAND. HAHAHA! =D
Hey! Thinking about the future makes me happy all over again!
What do I have to gain by being depressed over what is happening now, when I know that the road ahead is much brighter and cheery to enjoy? Lalalala... stress really can do wonders to my fragile mind man. I need to build up more mind resistance. Focus, discipline, where did all that go? Argh... if only like I can conduct some rigourous course in self-training of discipline or something. I really really miss the days where I used to be so focused in CHS. Must have been the atmosphere there: the people, the teachers, the school values (gentleman, and bilingual scholar. Both of which I fail terribly at. XD), and so on. Oh man, reminiscence of the good ol CHS days. Sometimes, I really wonder if it was meant for me to have spent 6 + 2 years in CHS before coming to NUSHS... I feel so, different.
For the better of course. I love CHS. Who gives a damn if RI still dominates the Bishan district? CHS won't give a *beep*. XD
Time for some random high points of today. Mood raising time. (Damn you Derrick why can't you just spare those excess "high" in you for me? Damn damn damn. =P)
Debate Sector of Gavel Club has been praised Margaret (our Gavel President fyi) for our superb agenda for Term 3! Woohoo! You go man Royston Tan! All hail Debate Sector of NUSHS! YAY. And for table topics today, I got an F for what I spoke - and no F is not fail. It means "fantastic" in Royston Tan's grading system XD - and that's quite good considering I completely MISUNDERSTOOD WHAT 'OMNIPRESENT' MEANS. Damn Asra for setting those super irritating one-word table topics. You know I hate abstract topics to discuss about.. >.<
I'm finally able to settle my homework for the day and go to sleep without worrying for anything else! Haha, that means finally I've one night of good rest before X-Country this Friday at East Coast Park... lalala. I am gonna get pwned for X-Country. Hoping to get 12min for 2.4km (yes I know the distance is short for a cross-country run, and 12min for that distance is seriously too slow for guys. Ya ya ya whatever), and... oh man. I can't wait for the RHD stuff to get set in motion! Go go Racial Harmony Day Comm! =)
And I'm still waiting for... you to be the one I'm waiting for. ^^
OK RANDOM. HAHA. I love Relient K. =)
Well, at least now I am out of that rut of "desperation" again, so not feeling too suicidal at the moment. Haha. =X But I am still stuck at the low point, where dy/dx = 0 *damn too much calculus stuck in my head*. Hahaha...
Low point. Low morale. Low spirits. But hey, low point =/= no point yea? Life must go on. I really need to persevere over the next few weeks...
8/8. After that, I am a free man all over again. I will shake off all those shackles that have bound my feet for 2 years and fly like the guy I used to be. My energy is all diminished and drained after all I've been doing. I don't want to drag this pain any longer.
Everything seems to look so much better after that "day". Two trips overseas in two weeks during September, no more cheer prac (I hope), full devotion to school work, and more time to dedicate to my personal re-organisation. I simply hate having to rush through school life and coming back all tired and wasted and all. Bah. Come to think of it, what I just said is quite redundant. After all, who likes coming back from school everyday feeling as if he/she has just wasted another day in school? No one duh.
Woohoo. Level camp to be held at Pahang! Well although we don't have OBS, I do hope this will make up for that "loss"! XD And OMG I CAN'T WAIT FOR ORNITHOLOGY TRIP TO X'MAS ISLAND. HAHAHA! =D
Hey! Thinking about the future makes me happy all over again!
What do I have to gain by being depressed over what is happening now, when I know that the road ahead is much brighter and cheery to enjoy? Lalalala... stress really can do wonders to my fragile mind man. I need to build up more mind resistance. Focus, discipline, where did all that go? Argh... if only like I can conduct some rigourous course in self-training of discipline or something. I really really miss the days where I used to be so focused in CHS. Must have been the atmosphere there: the people, the teachers, the school values (gentleman, and bilingual scholar. Both of which I fail terribly at. XD), and so on. Oh man, reminiscence of the good ol CHS days. Sometimes, I really wonder if it was meant for me to have spent 6 + 2 years in CHS before coming to NUSHS... I feel so, different.
For the better of course. I love CHS. Who gives a damn if RI still dominates the Bishan district? CHS won't give a *beep*. XD
Time for some random high points of today. Mood raising time. (Damn you Derrick why can't you just spare those excess "high" in you for me? Damn damn damn. =P)
Debate Sector of Gavel Club has been praised Margaret (our Gavel President fyi) for our superb agenda for Term 3! Woohoo! You go man Royston Tan! All hail Debate Sector of NUSHS! YAY. And for table topics today, I got an F for what I spoke - and no F is not fail. It means "fantastic" in Royston Tan's grading system XD - and that's quite good considering I completely MISUNDERSTOOD WHAT 'OMNIPRESENT' MEANS. Damn Asra for setting those super irritating one-word table topics. You know I hate abstract topics to discuss about.. >.<
I'm finally able to settle my homework for the day and go to sleep without worrying for anything else! Haha, that means finally I've one night of good rest before X-Country this Friday at East Coast Park... lalala. I am gonna get pwned for X-Country. Hoping to get 12min for 2.4km (yes I know the distance is short for a cross-country run, and 12min for that distance is seriously too slow for guys. Ya ya ya whatever), and... oh man. I can't wait for the RHD stuff to get set in motion! Go go Racial Harmony Day Comm! =)
And I'm still waiting for... you to be the one I'm waiting for. ^^
OK RANDOM. HAHA. I love Relient K. =)
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
So little time, so much to do.
Oh my goodness. Am trying to settle the house running lists crash-course style now. Getting last minute adjustments and all that procastinating nonsense. Bah. Why is it I just can't pick the right people to help me manage the house matters? I wonder who will be succeeding me as house captain after I resign... When will I resign? I don't know. As soon as possible maybe. I just don't seem to be cut out for such rah-rah stuff anyway. Must have made myself loads of enemies these days too. What a headache.
I just want for all of this to end.
And I just realised that on 8/8, I am gonna make a TOTAL disgrace of myself. Face completely gone. Heck it. After all, since when did I have any face to speak off in the 1st place? I've lost so much of what used to be me, that all people see is that ragged, distorted mask I put on everyday I go to school.
And all I play is that dance within the masquerade.
And guess what, I've successfully burnt ONE WHOLE HOUR just trying to get things done for Fleming, when I know that... well, things will be coming as I know they will be coming. Yup. Bah. Is getting the house out of the bottom really that difficult? >.< So screwed man.
And now my original plans for doing my english seminar preparations and all that have been ruined. Either I burn extreme midnight oil, or I have to chuck that Chinese homework out of the window (which I am STRONGLY TEMPTED to do so). Basket. So much for having to handle RHD, house stuff, and a nonstop barrage of homework from school. Sometimes, I just so envy the life that people like Ernest lead: "Simple school life, where it's all about homework, playing computer games, researching, doing more homework, etc...
Or maybe I am "destined" to do something greater?
I'll leave it to God then. He knows what will be seen through in His Plan anyway. Thank you Lord for the strength you've constantly provided me. ^^
Sigh. *begins CL homework*
I just want for all of this to end.
And I just realised that on 8/8, I am gonna make a TOTAL disgrace of myself. Face completely gone. Heck it. After all, since when did I have any face to speak off in the 1st place? I've lost so much of what used to be me, that all people see is that ragged, distorted mask I put on everyday I go to school.
And all I play is that dance within the masquerade.
And guess what, I've successfully burnt ONE WHOLE HOUR just trying to get things done for Fleming, when I know that... well, things will be coming as I know they will be coming. Yup. Bah. Is getting the house out of the bottom really that difficult? >.< So screwed man.
And now my original plans for doing my english seminar preparations and all that have been ruined. Either I burn extreme midnight oil, or I have to chuck that Chinese homework out of the window (which I am STRONGLY TEMPTED to do so). Basket. So much for having to handle RHD, house stuff, and a nonstop barrage of homework from school. Sometimes, I just so envy the life that people like Ernest lead: "Simple school life, where it's all about homework, playing computer games, researching, doing more homework, etc...
Or maybe I am "destined" to do something greater?
I'll leave it to God then. He knows what will be seen through in His Plan anyway. Thank you Lord for the strength you've constantly provided me. ^^
Sigh. *begins CL homework*
Monday, July 17, 2006
Fighting that neverending battle
I seem to be in constant war. Me. Versus that... I don't know.
It seems like some invisible, negative, dark force that constantly attempts to overwhelm my mind, like some demonic aura rising from the pits of hell. A power strong enough to sway my fragile mind back and forth like a twig in a storm. It's... frightening.
I can't see it.
I can't find the source of it.
The worst part, is that I can't remove it...
I guess I'll just bear with the pain... but exactly how long more can I take this sh*t? Damn I wonder if it would be easier on my troubled soul if I just blew up and let it all out. =\ Damn myself.
God, give me strength... I pray.
*bites lips with fingers twisted*
If you don't know that force, nevermind. Perhaps you, unlike me, know how it is like to be a "normal teen" and enjoy the short-lived adolescent life of yours. Bah.
It seems like some invisible, negative, dark force that constantly attempts to overwhelm my mind, like some demonic aura rising from the pits of hell. A power strong enough to sway my fragile mind back and forth like a twig in a storm. It's... frightening.
I can't see it.
I can't find the source of it.
The worst part, is that I can't remove it...
I guess I'll just bear with the pain... but exactly how long more can I take this sh*t? Damn I wonder if it would be easier on my troubled soul if I just blew up and let it all out. =\ Damn myself.
God, give me strength... I pray.
*bites lips with fingers twisted*
If you don't know that force, nevermind. Perhaps you, unlike me, know how it is like to be a "normal teen" and enjoy the short-lived adolescent life of yours. Bah.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
A(nother) big mess in my head
My Goodness. Just a weekend of isolation and focus, and yet I find my entire mind shattered and thrown all over the place. The effects of overdosage of computer games during school term? Or the "too-much-homework" syndrome? Or perhaps it is due to the sudden increament to commitments again? Bah I am so scared of commitments. When I stretch my hand out to take one, my hand will just burn and I retract it immediately... ouch man. It burns...
No matter. The most pressing matter, is that my mind is in a total mess. Yup. Ideas strewn everywhere, lost thoughts floating around in some corner, and a absolute jungle of physics equations and chemical derivations. I need to defrag my brain or something. oO
I need to do something about it. Otherwise I think the pain from within will just kill me. >.<
Anyway, I think I shall just post lyrics from another song I am in love with. Entitled: "My Redeemer Lives", by - you guessed it - PLANET SHAKERS! =D
My Redeemer Lives - Planet Shakers
Lyrics
Verse:
I know He rescued my soul.
His blood has covered my sin.
I believe, I believe.
My shame He's taken away.
My pain is healed in His Name.
I believe, I believe.
I'll raise a banner,
Cause my Lord has conquered the grave.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
Verse:
I know He rescued my soul.
His blood has covered my sin.
I believe, I believe.
My shame He's taken away.
My pain is healed in His Name.
I believe, I believe.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
Bridge:
You lift my burdens,
I'll rise with you.
I'm dancing on this mountain top
To see your Kingdom come.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
*Refrain continues to thunder through as the crowd roars*
Ah. Lovely. As always, power to Planet Shakers! =)
Now I should go contempt myself with my "mess"...
No matter. The most pressing matter, is that my mind is in a total mess. Yup. Ideas strewn everywhere, lost thoughts floating around in some corner, and a absolute jungle of physics equations and chemical derivations. I need to defrag my brain or something. oO
I need to do something about it. Otherwise I think the pain from within will just kill me. >.<
Anyway, I think I shall just post lyrics from another song I am in love with. Entitled: "My Redeemer Lives", by - you guessed it - PLANET SHAKERS! =D
My Redeemer Lives - Planet Shakers
Lyrics
Verse:
I know He rescued my soul.
His blood has covered my sin.
I believe, I believe.
My shame He's taken away.
My pain is healed in His Name.
I believe, I believe.
I'll raise a banner,
Cause my Lord has conquered the grave.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
Verse:
I know He rescued my soul.
His blood has covered my sin.
I believe, I believe.
My shame He's taken away.
My pain is healed in His Name.
I believe, I believe.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
Bridge:
You lift my burdens,
I'll rise with you.
I'm dancing on this mountain top
To see your Kingdom come.
Refrain:
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
My Redeemer lives, my Redeemer lives.
*Refrain continues to thunder through as the crowd roars*
Ah. Lovely. As always, power to Planet Shakers! =)
Now I should go contempt myself with my "mess"...
Another late night (or early morning)
Ah, I am finally done giving my physics homework a thorough breakdown. Good riddance to EM Spec.
Now I am feeling high. Never managed to solo the whole assignment and understood everything before (with the possible exception of thermodynamics last sem). Whee... so cool. I managed to solve question 70 on the textbook when it was labelled "difficult"! XD
*chooses to ignore the fact that my chem olympiad training exercise is still half-done*
Time to relax. Going to eat cup noodles and watch BBC before sleeping. Ahhhh... *yawn*
Now I am feeling high. Never managed to solo the whole assignment and understood everything before (with the possible exception of thermodynamics last sem). Whee... so cool. I managed to solve question 70 on the textbook when it was labelled "difficult"! XD
*chooses to ignore the fact that my chem olympiad training exercise is still half-done*
Time to relax. Going to eat cup noodles and watch BBC before sleeping. Ahhhh... *yawn*
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Dumbified
Argh. I am feeling effed up.
Damn Chem Olympiad. Damn those equilibria constants. Damn me.
Why is it that I am so stupid, and can't even solve one of the questions properly? What's wrong with me? Why the hell am I so DUMB.
Argh f*ck. I give up. Chem olympiad's so effing tough.
*sighs as I resume attempting physics*
Damn Chem Olympiad. Damn those equilibria constants. Damn me.
Why is it that I am so stupid, and can't even solve one of the questions properly? What's wrong with me? Why the hell am I so DUMB.
Argh f*ck. I give up. Chem olympiad's so effing tough.
*sighs as I resume attempting physics*
Friday, July 14, 2006
Homework frustration again
Damn. Another post for me to ventilate about how much homework has been piling up over this weekend for me. Bah. So irritating. But nevermind. I am sure there's bound to be at least one person out there who's bound to find this useful or something... *he/she must be mad then. Very mad. I myself also don't wanna read it and, ah nevermind*
*listening to Hillsong* I can't believe it. It took me so long to understand why so many people like them. Their Chrisitian songs are simply the coolest! So simple, yet so inspiring to us all, all who agree shout aye! *hears the crowd roar* Haha... Man go Hillsong. XD
I am so in love with one of their songs, that I've been singing it day and night. In school and out. Woohoo. Here it is:
Hillsong - The Reason I Live
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Yeah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live
VERSE:
When I think of things You've done for me
I know You are the reason I live
And I, I want to know You more each day
God please open my eyes
And show me Your way
You are the reason I live in this world
You are the One that I want to be like
You are the reason I live in this world
Show me the way to live
I want to be like You
CHORUS:
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Yeah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live
OTHER:
I'll always go Your way
And that will never change
You will be the One for all my days
I'll always go Your way
And that will never change
You will be the One for all of my days
(repeat chorus trices)
Man so what if the chorus is repetitive, so what if the song is all about one line? So what? That's all it takes to make the song man, and that's a joy to both the heart and soul. =D
*returns to the homework stack in front of me. listening to Bloodhound Gang - Discovery Channel*
Ouch. Wait let me try to recall what homework I have left to settle over this weekend... english seminar preparations, chinese ting xie, math assignment 3, math test, physics assignment, chem assignment, chem olympiad training exercises, miscellaneous work from student council, etc... damn I seem to have forgotten something else as well. Aiyah heck it. I feel a migraine coming soon if I continue to think about this. *sips chilled canned coffee*
Hmm, the coffee has soothed my nerves. Good. Which means I can get back to my insanely difficult chem olympiad training exercises. Hell man.
And Jesus, You are the reason I live. XD
*listening to Hillsong* I can't believe it. It took me so long to understand why so many people like them. Their Chrisitian songs are simply the coolest! So simple, yet so inspiring to us all, all who agree shout aye! *hears the crowd roar* Haha... Man go Hillsong. XD
I am so in love with one of their songs, that I've been singing it day and night. In school and out. Woohoo. Here it is:
Hillsong - The Reason I Live
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Yeah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live
VERSE:
When I think of things You've done for me
I know You are the reason I live
And I, I want to know You more each day
God please open my eyes
And show me Your way
You are the reason I live in this world
You are the One that I want to be like
You are the reason I live in this world
Show me the way to live
I want to be like You
CHORUS:
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Yeah)
Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)
Jesus You are the reason I live
OTHER:
I'll always go Your way
And that will never change
You will be the One for all my days
I'll always go Your way
And that will never change
You will be the One for all of my days
(repeat chorus trices)
Man so what if the chorus is repetitive, so what if the song is all about one line? So what? That's all it takes to make the song man, and that's a joy to both the heart and soul. =D
*returns to the homework stack in front of me. listening to Bloodhound Gang - Discovery Channel*
Ouch. Wait let me try to recall what homework I have left to settle over this weekend... english seminar preparations, chinese ting xie, math assignment 3, math test, physics assignment, chem assignment, chem olympiad training exercises, miscellaneous work from student council, etc... damn I seem to have forgotten something else as well. Aiyah heck it. I feel a migraine coming soon if I continue to think about this. *sips chilled canned coffee*
Hmm, the coffee has soothed my nerves. Good. Which means I can get back to my insanely difficult chem olympiad training exercises. Hell man.
And Jesus, You are the reason I live. XD
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Oh my God.
Just a passing comment, and now the whole world thinks I am crazy.
Damn you Xuan Yi. Damn you. =.=
Ahahaha. *gives up* Man I liked Dr Ng's mini chemical experiments after school today. So leet! I am still strongly reminded of the black sludge that formed after H2SO4 was poured over sugar. XD
And Ms Seah gave me a lift home today! So nice of her right... oh wait. I almost forgot. She's Dr Seah now! She just received her PHD. Yay! Congrats Dr Seah! =D
*keeps this post hanging here*
Damn you Xuan Yi. Damn you. =.=
Ahahaha. *gives up* Man I liked Dr Ng's mini chemical experiments after school today. So leet! I am still strongly reminded of the black sludge that formed after H2SO4 was poured over sugar. XD
And Ms Seah gave me a lift home today! So nice of her right... oh wait. I almost forgot. She's Dr Seah now! She just received her PHD. Yay! Congrats Dr Seah! =D
*keeps this post hanging here*
Monday, July 10, 2006
Zidane got Golden Ball?!
My God. I just heard from Derrick that Zidane got Golden Ball...
...
*remains speechless*
I dedicate Zidane 3 letters. ***. I presume if you guys know me well enough, the three letters should be simple enough to guess.
Oh, I just realised many many combinations can fit into that 3-letter-word: ass, gay, omg... but that's not what I have in mind! XD
Nevermind. I quote Derrick "Shame on Zidane. Shame on FIFA." Fully agreed.
Thank goodness Zidane won't be playing another World Cup. *phew*
...
*remains speechless*
I dedicate Zidane 3 letters. ***. I presume if you guys know me well enough, the three letters should be simple enough to guess.
Oh, I just realised many many combinations can fit into that 3-letter-word: ass, gay, omg... but that's not what I have in mind! XD
Nevermind. I quote Derrick "Shame on Zidane. Shame on FIFA." Fully agreed.
Thank goodness Zidane won't be playing another World Cup. *phew*
World Cup 2006 ends
Ahh... I was so tempted to blog a full post analysing the good and bad of the World Cup finals I watched this morning at 2am, but I realised that one WHOLE PILE OF HOMEWORK and other miscellaneous bullshit still awaits me to finish... bah. Screw it. Racial Harmony Week publicity stuff is making me darn nervous... >.<
Anyway, I think a couple of comments about the World Cup 2006 Finals before I proceed to shower and get down to working:
Overall, I think the match was rather... err, substandard. It did not have the awe-inspiring factor and X-gene within it that can cause the hearts of all the people to roar along with the spirit of soccer... well, at least I didn't feel it. I just get this feeling that this wasn't what I expected of a World Cup Finals standard of soccer. Bah, and I guess both sides are to blame.
Lets start with Italy. Oh sure, they've shown far more consistency than the French throughout the whole competition, but that didn't rule out their underperformance this morning. They were playing extremely cautiously and defensively, rarely sending players forward to make an attempt to assault the French defence. Other than their corner set-pieces - which have been taken superbly well - the rest of the Italian attack simply consisted of long lobs of the ball across the field, hoping that the strikers can make a lucky break through the French defence line... Haha. Fat hope Italy. The Italians should have played a more aggressive front, and they might not have needed to resort to penalty shootouts towards the end of the match... but I am particularly impressed by Cannavara (captain of Italy team). He's cool, composed, and 1st to take down any French striker that gets too close to his central defense area. =) Oh, and Materazzi's header from a corner kick is fabulous. 5 out of 5 stars for that goal. XD
Moving on to France. Okay I must admit that they have buckled up their shoes for this match, and have performed better than their previous matches. But hey, they are still not there yet. In fact, what I saw was quite a disappointment compared to what I expected of France - 1998 World Cup champions - with all their experience in players like Thuram, Viera, Henry, Zidane, and so on. The French certainly had taken more chances to attack the Italian side, but they somehow are just not lucky enough to get a goal for their team. The only goal came by a penalty taken by Zidane, which was, unfortunately, won by a OUTRIGHT SIMULATION. Come on man, that's just cheap. Damn cheap. I didn't say that the Italians didn't have their fair share of simulating, but hey, to cheat so early into the game, and for a penalty that actually gained a goal to force the finals into a penalty? The word "cheap" is not enough to describe what they did... I mean, if Henry scored another goal in the match, I would have nothing left to say, but seriously... cheapskate. However, I would like to commend Malouda and Ribery for those stunning runs that tear into the opposition's side and threaten even the "almost infallible" Buffon. Well done. =)
BUT NO THANKS TO ZIZOU. Or Zidane for that matter. After what I witnessed earlier, I don't think he's worth me calling him Zizou.
10 minutes towards the end of the game (110th minute), after a failed attempt to score against the Italians, one of the Italian defenders walked past Zidane and muttered a couple of comments to him. Zidane, grimacing in frustration, then jogged ahead of that Italian guy and... did the unbelievable.
He stood before the Italian player, and when he came too close to him, he intentionally used his head to RAM THE GUY'S CHEST.
Like wt*. So much for sportsmanship man. Shame on you Zidane. Shame on what experience on the pitch for more than a decade has brought to you. Nothing has ever stopped me respecting Zidane's ability to command the France team... until I saw that despicable, atrocious crime in which he's commited against the Italian player.
I don't care what the Italian did or say to him. Whatever it is, I am just plain disgusted by the fact that an experienced, fully fledged legend like him can resort to such childish, immature methods of getting back at his opponents. Like other professionals, he could have bit his lip and maintained his cool, yet he decides to let his temper overtake his head and do that unbelievable act... what a bang to the end of his days on the international stage man. A BLEMISH TO MARK THE END OF HIS CAREER!
Shame on you Zidane. I am sorely disappointed.
A pity France's World Cup had to end like this, with their captain doing something so... nevermind. I think words alone can't describe how distraught I feel towards his actions. >.<
How I wish it was Germany who met France in this year's finals instead... would have been an even more exciting match! =)
*looks back* Oh my. So much for a "short" commentary eh? =PPP
Anyway, I've just gone through the 1st 5-hour-physics Monday in this semester. Come to think of it, it doesn't seem too bad. It gets me into the mood the moment I am in full swing, and that's what I like man. Cool. XD
ARGH! HOMEWORK! *poof*
Anyway, I think a couple of comments about the World Cup 2006 Finals before I proceed to shower and get down to working:
Overall, I think the match was rather... err, substandard. It did not have the awe-inspiring factor and X-gene within it that can cause the hearts of all the people to roar along with the spirit of soccer... well, at least I didn't feel it. I just get this feeling that this wasn't what I expected of a World Cup Finals standard of soccer. Bah, and I guess both sides are to blame.
Lets start with Italy. Oh sure, they've shown far more consistency than the French throughout the whole competition, but that didn't rule out their underperformance this morning. They were playing extremely cautiously and defensively, rarely sending players forward to make an attempt to assault the French defence. Other than their corner set-pieces - which have been taken superbly well - the rest of the Italian attack simply consisted of long lobs of the ball across the field, hoping that the strikers can make a lucky break through the French defence line... Haha. Fat hope Italy. The Italians should have played a more aggressive front, and they might not have needed to resort to penalty shootouts towards the end of the match... but I am particularly impressed by Cannavara (captain of Italy team). He's cool, composed, and 1st to take down any French striker that gets too close to his central defense area. =) Oh, and Materazzi's header from a corner kick is fabulous. 5 out of 5 stars for that goal. XD
Moving on to France. Okay I must admit that they have buckled up their shoes for this match, and have performed better than their previous matches. But hey, they are still not there yet. In fact, what I saw was quite a disappointment compared to what I expected of France - 1998 World Cup champions - with all their experience in players like Thuram, Viera, Henry, Zidane, and so on. The French certainly had taken more chances to attack the Italian side, but they somehow are just not lucky enough to get a goal for their team. The only goal came by a penalty taken by Zidane, which was, unfortunately, won by a OUTRIGHT SIMULATION. Come on man, that's just cheap. Damn cheap. I didn't say that the Italians didn't have their fair share of simulating, but hey, to cheat so early into the game, and for a penalty that actually gained a goal to force the finals into a penalty? The word "cheap" is not enough to describe what they did... I mean, if Henry scored another goal in the match, I would have nothing left to say, but seriously... cheapskate. However, I would like to commend Malouda and Ribery for those stunning runs that tear into the opposition's side and threaten even the "almost infallible" Buffon. Well done. =)
BUT NO THANKS TO ZIZOU. Or Zidane for that matter. After what I witnessed earlier, I don't think he's worth me calling him Zizou.
10 minutes towards the end of the game (110th minute), after a failed attempt to score against the Italians, one of the Italian defenders walked past Zidane and muttered a couple of comments to him. Zidane, grimacing in frustration, then jogged ahead of that Italian guy and... did the unbelievable.
He stood before the Italian player, and when he came too close to him, he intentionally used his head to RAM THE GUY'S CHEST.
Like wt*. So much for sportsmanship man. Shame on you Zidane. Shame on what experience on the pitch for more than a decade has brought to you. Nothing has ever stopped me respecting Zidane's ability to command the France team... until I saw that despicable, atrocious crime in which he's commited against the Italian player.
I don't care what the Italian did or say to him. Whatever it is, I am just plain disgusted by the fact that an experienced, fully fledged legend like him can resort to such childish, immature methods of getting back at his opponents. Like other professionals, he could have bit his lip and maintained his cool, yet he decides to let his temper overtake his head and do that unbelievable act... what a bang to the end of his days on the international stage man. A BLEMISH TO MARK THE END OF HIS CAREER!
Shame on you Zidane. I am sorely disappointed.
A pity France's World Cup had to end like this, with their captain doing something so... nevermind. I think words alone can't describe how distraught I feel towards his actions. >.<
How I wish it was Germany who met France in this year's finals instead... would have been an even more exciting match! =)
*looks back* Oh my. So much for a "short" commentary eh? =PPP
Anyway, I've just gone through the 1st 5-hour-physics Monday in this semester. Come to think of it, it doesn't seem too bad. It gets me into the mood the moment I am in full swing, and that's what I like man. Cool. XD
ARGH! HOMEWORK! *poof*
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Boredom
First, abit of late World Cup news: Germany 3 Portugal 1
GO GERMANY. Christiano Ronaldo can go home and lick his own boots. XD
Finals: France versus Italy, 2am (Singapore Time)
I only have to say this... I hate Italy - they play dirty football. BUT, I HATE FRANCE MORE, 'cos their efficiency on the field has been absolutely atrocious and inconsistent, plus the fact that they had seen better forms in previous years. An absolute disappointment that they managed to make it all the way to the finals. And once again, Zidane should have retired. =.=
My take? I don't care. I want Italy to win the World Cup and rob Zidane off his last chance of winning the World Cup a second time. HEH. Though I seriously hate the Italian taste for soccer, yet... haiz. Nevermind.
I hate France. A shame to their former glory, yet made it so far. And I don't give a damn if French supporters come and slam me. It is fact that they CMI, and tyco-ed their way to the finals, just like how England *GO ENGLAND* tyco-ed their way to the quarterfinals. Oh, and those fans that come tell me they will witness another 1998? I dedicate two words: "Dream On".
But I will continue liking Thierry Henry. GO GUNNERS! XD
Anyway, time for the boredom part of the post:
After reading a poem a friend had composed, I was brainstorming on a good title to write a poem about. In the shower, I thought of this:
"The Fourty Years of a Prodigy"
Maybe some time in the week I'll just sit down and pen a couple of lines. I forsee writing 80+ lines for this one... Maybe I should shorten the lifespan of the "prodigy". XD
GO GERMANY. Christiano Ronaldo can go home and lick his own boots. XD
Finals: France versus Italy, 2am (Singapore Time)
I only have to say this... I hate Italy - they play dirty football. BUT, I HATE FRANCE MORE, 'cos their efficiency on the field has been absolutely atrocious and inconsistent, plus the fact that they had seen better forms in previous years. An absolute disappointment that they managed to make it all the way to the finals. And once again, Zidane should have retired. =.=
My take? I don't care. I want Italy to win the World Cup and rob Zidane off his last chance of winning the World Cup a second time. HEH. Though I seriously hate the Italian taste for soccer, yet... haiz. Nevermind.
I hate France. A shame to their former glory, yet made it so far. And I don't give a damn if French supporters come and slam me. It is fact that they CMI, and tyco-ed their way to the finals, just like how England *GO ENGLAND* tyco-ed their way to the quarterfinals. Oh, and those fans that come tell me they will witness another 1998? I dedicate two words: "Dream On".
But I will continue liking Thierry Henry. GO GUNNERS! XD
Anyway, time for the boredom part of the post:
After reading a poem a friend had composed, I was brainstorming on a good title to write a poem about. In the shower, I thought of this:
"The Fourty Years of a Prodigy"
Maybe some time in the week I'll just sit down and pen a couple of lines. I forsee writing 80+ lines for this one... Maybe I should shorten the lifespan of the "prodigy". XD
4 Things I learnt today
Looks like I'm doing midnight blogging again. Another Saturday night (or Sunday morning for that matter) spent in front of my com pondering about the high and low times of the day. My dad just came out of the bedroom to tell me to go to sleep as soon as possible, and "leave all my chatting for the next day", when I just started to write this blog post. Bah fine whatever. I still have my english and chinese homework to think about... wait is there physics too? AH SCREW IT. =.=
Anyway, instead of the usual blogging in chronological order, I think I'll just highlight 4 points I've learnt today.
Point 1: Being courteous is fun.
Seriously. This is the first time I felt genuinely good by being courteous to a total stranger. It was on the MRT, and I was just returning home from East Coast Park after the morning recee with the Racial Harmony Day Committee, and I was sitting on the seat I just sat on for 5 minutes, pouring over the Today paper. Just then, at the next stop, a lady holding a little boy's hand walked into the MRT. The boy wandered next to me and uttered to his mum, "I want to sit down." But the mum knew that all the seats were already taken, so she told the boy to stand 'cos there were not enough seats already. At 1st, I acted as if I didn't hear anything, and waited for the people around me to make a move or something.
No one moved. I gave myself some thought, before I finally stood up and offered my seat to the woman. She didn't say much, but she said thank you, and told her son to say thank you to the "big kor-kor". Haha... although the lady didn't really smile, little words were being exchanged between us, I had a sense of satisfaction rise up within my heart, as I saw that smiling young boy sitting happily on the seat in the MRT. Ah, it felt so good... I just don't understand how Singaporeans can be rated as one of the bottom 10 in the world in terms of courtesy... A simple act of kindness can go a long way; and now I think I can connect with that. =)
Point 2: Karaoke isn't just for old folks - the youth can enjoy it too!
Ben's house party today! Okay it wasn't strictly a "party" per say, but it was a gathering of all those facilitators and exco members of the Evergreen Primary Camp. Strangely, unlike other gatherings which I went to - which often involves eating dinner at the host's home and playing computer and console games - Ben has offered an alternative form of entertainment: Karaoke in his special room set aside for it in his home! How cool was that?
At 1st, I was reluctant to join in, until I was inspired by one guy in the group who started to pick up the mike and sing the songs being played. Subsequently, I joined the group in singing the songs at the top of our voices, and even once picked up the mike to sing a couple of lines! The best part? I actually found it fun to sing together with the rest of my friends!! HAHA! I admit, I can't sing well, but I realised the fun in karaoke was not in the good singing, but the fact that we are all in this together (high school musical! haha), and that we can all laugh at our sillyness together. And the best part comes in when thickskinned people are singing it *winks at Brian*. Heehee, ok Brian just kidding. You sing good ok! XD
But I don't think I will be taking karaoke as a casual form of hobby/entertainment. Not really into it anyway. Neither will I go karaoke with my mum. The generation gap is that wide. No thanks. =X
Point 3: Treasure my parents. Other people's parents each have their own stories to tell.
*for anonymity sake, I think I will leave the person involved as anon. Unless he is willing to allow me to place his name here*
Ok. I met this guy today. He told me that he needed to leave at 9.45pm latest from the party. I was shocked. Why so early? The party has like, just begun to pick up momentum and now he's leaving? Eesh. So weird. Anyway, when I checked it out with him, I realised that his mum has demanded that he return home by 11pm. Reason? Doesn't want him to be out "loitering" in the streets - do you guys recall an article in the newspaper about teens under 17 will be caught if loitering in public areas beyond 11pm and their parents will be called up? Well this guy's mum is sharing the exactly same sentiments.
I don't know whether to admire his mum for being so caring for him, or whether to pity him for having such a naggy mum, but regardless of the case, I realised today that the people I interact with daily need not necessarily have to come from a "cooler" or more "liberal" or more "interesting" family background. Each person carries his/her own story at home with his/her parents, and they are all unique and special to each individual. I should not envy others for what I do not have, but on the contuary, treasure what my dad and mum provide for me. They may not be perfect, but they are the best two people I've ever met in this world - and NO ONE ELSE can substitute them. =)
Point 4: Looks can be deceiving. Rub off some first impressions of the people you meet outside.
Was chatting over MSN today, and I realised another guy I was speaking to was actually different from what I assumed him to be. At 1st, I thought him to be a "paikia" - the typical bad boy round the bend type, who is rather rebellious before teachers and adults, and most importantly, anti-studies. However, after chatting with him today, I realised he is actually a lover of history and literature, and he has superb writing skills - as shown on his blog. So impressed I was, that I realised that if I had looked at him from another perspective earlier, I would have learnt alot more about his "better" half. Not to say that he's even bad in the 1st place, but at least now with that misconception erased, I get to see the other side of him - the nice good study-bound types.
OK CALL ME BIASED. I APPRECIATE PEOPLE WHO PUT EFFORT INTO THEIR EDUCATION. BAH. I AM SO BIASED. =.=||
Go man. You write well. ^^
4 points, and I took well over an hour to write everything. Man I should learn to write faster or something. 1am now... not showered yet, and need to complete all my homework tomorrow. Zzz. I hate chinese homework *wonders this is the how many-eth time I said this* o.O
Anyway, instead of the usual blogging in chronological order, I think I'll just highlight 4 points I've learnt today.
Point 1: Being courteous is fun.
Seriously. This is the first time I felt genuinely good by being courteous to a total stranger. It was on the MRT, and I was just returning home from East Coast Park after the morning recee with the Racial Harmony Day Committee, and I was sitting on the seat I just sat on for 5 minutes, pouring over the Today paper. Just then, at the next stop, a lady holding a little boy's hand walked into the MRT. The boy wandered next to me and uttered to his mum, "I want to sit down." But the mum knew that all the seats were already taken, so she told the boy to stand 'cos there were not enough seats already. At 1st, I acted as if I didn't hear anything, and waited for the people around me to make a move or something.
No one moved. I gave myself some thought, before I finally stood up and offered my seat to the woman. She didn't say much, but she said thank you, and told her son to say thank you to the "big kor-kor". Haha... although the lady didn't really smile, little words were being exchanged between us, I had a sense of satisfaction rise up within my heart, as I saw that smiling young boy sitting happily on the seat in the MRT. Ah, it felt so good... I just don't understand how Singaporeans can be rated as one of the bottom 10 in the world in terms of courtesy... A simple act of kindness can go a long way; and now I think I can connect with that. =)
Point 2: Karaoke isn't just for old folks - the youth can enjoy it too!
Ben's house party today! Okay it wasn't strictly a "party" per say, but it was a gathering of all those facilitators and exco members of the Evergreen Primary Camp. Strangely, unlike other gatherings which I went to - which often involves eating dinner at the host's home and playing computer and console games - Ben has offered an alternative form of entertainment: Karaoke in his special room set aside for it in his home! How cool was that?
At 1st, I was reluctant to join in, until I was inspired by one guy in the group who started to pick up the mike and sing the songs being played. Subsequently, I joined the group in singing the songs at the top of our voices, and even once picked up the mike to sing a couple of lines! The best part? I actually found it fun to sing together with the rest of my friends!! HAHA! I admit, I can't sing well, but I realised the fun in karaoke was not in the good singing, but the fact that we are all in this together (high school musical! haha), and that we can all laugh at our sillyness together. And the best part comes in when thickskinned people are singing it *winks at Brian*. Heehee, ok Brian just kidding. You sing good ok! XD
But I don't think I will be taking karaoke as a casual form of hobby/entertainment. Not really into it anyway. Neither will I go karaoke with my mum. The generation gap is that wide. No thanks. =X
Point 3: Treasure my parents. Other people's parents each have their own stories to tell.
*for anonymity sake, I think I will leave the person involved as anon. Unless he is willing to allow me to place his name here*
Ok. I met this guy today. He told me that he needed to leave at 9.45pm latest from the party. I was shocked. Why so early? The party has like, just begun to pick up momentum and now he's leaving? Eesh. So weird. Anyway, when I checked it out with him, I realised that his mum has demanded that he return home by 11pm. Reason? Doesn't want him to be out "loitering" in the streets - do you guys recall an article in the newspaper about teens under 17 will be caught if loitering in public areas beyond 11pm and their parents will be called up? Well this guy's mum is sharing the exactly same sentiments.
I don't know whether to admire his mum for being so caring for him, or whether to pity him for having such a naggy mum, but regardless of the case, I realised today that the people I interact with daily need not necessarily have to come from a "cooler" or more "liberal" or more "interesting" family background. Each person carries his/her own story at home with his/her parents, and they are all unique and special to each individual. I should not envy others for what I do not have, but on the contuary, treasure what my dad and mum provide for me. They may not be perfect, but they are the best two people I've ever met in this world - and NO ONE ELSE can substitute them. =)
Point 4: Looks can be deceiving. Rub off some first impressions of the people you meet outside.
Was chatting over MSN today, and I realised another guy I was speaking to was actually different from what I assumed him to be. At 1st, I thought him to be a "paikia" - the typical bad boy round the bend type, who is rather rebellious before teachers and adults, and most importantly, anti-studies. However, after chatting with him today, I realised he is actually a lover of history and literature, and he has superb writing skills - as shown on his blog. So impressed I was, that I realised that if I had looked at him from another perspective earlier, I would have learnt alot more about his "better" half. Not to say that he's even bad in the 1st place, but at least now with that misconception erased, I get to see the other side of him - the nice good study-bound types.
OK CALL ME BIASED. I APPRECIATE PEOPLE WHO PUT EFFORT INTO THEIR EDUCATION. BAH. I AM SO BIASED. =.=||
Go man. You write well. ^^
4 points, and I took well over an hour to write everything. Man I should learn to write faster or something. 1am now... not showered yet, and need to complete all my homework tomorrow. Zzz. I hate chinese homework *wonders this is the how many-eth time I said this* o.O
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Errata to earlier post.
Haha oh men. I am taking a leaf out of Lim K. Y.'s book by using the word 'errata'... hmm. Physics is screwing my head bad. Damn the EM spectrum. >.< Chem olympiad training is not easy too, but hey, Mr J. Ho is a 1337 teacher. XD
Anyway, I just relooked by schedule in year 5 and 6, and I realised that I will only most probably be spending maximum 8 hours in school on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. Hmm... now it doesn't sound too bad.
Wait. I've not counted the electives I'm going to take.
Wait. How about free periods?
Wait. Lunch?!
OMG. NOT AGAIN. WARGH.
And the prospects of having to face a SENIOR (18 MONTH) RESEARCH PROJECT is strangling me right up under my chin. Ouch man... I wonder if I should do Agrobacterium research again...
Eeps. Better not. I can't stand facing more lab hours spent at NUS... AHHH. *faint*
Gosh my paragraphs are becoming super short. I must be panicky now or something. Oh yea sure, there's a whole pile of homework left for the weekend again: English, CL, Calculus, Polar, Physics, Chem oly... and I just remembered there's a math test next week too. OH NO. SO MUCH WORK. >.<
Haha. No wonder people tell me I need some stress management policies or something... hmm. I think I really need to go ultra-math-science-freak for the next two years on.
Oh man I'm so gonna be missing history classes! Mr Salim!! AHH... >.<
*continues to daydream about the fate of me taking 4 major with honours in pure math and science in NUSHS* =P
Anyway, I just relooked by schedule in year 5 and 6, and I realised that I will only most probably be spending maximum 8 hours in school on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays. Hmm... now it doesn't sound too bad.
Wait. I've not counted the electives I'm going to take.
Wait. How about free periods?
Wait. Lunch?!
OMG. NOT AGAIN. WARGH.
And the prospects of having to face a SENIOR (18 MONTH) RESEARCH PROJECT is strangling me right up under my chin. Ouch man... I wonder if I should do Agrobacterium research again...
Eeps. Better not. I can't stand facing more lab hours spent at NUS... AHHH. *faint*
Gosh my paragraphs are becoming super short. I must be panicky now or something. Oh yea sure, there's a whole pile of homework left for the weekend again: English, CL, Calculus, Polar, Physics, Chem oly... and I just remembered there's a math test next week too. OH NO. SO MUCH WORK. >.<
Haha. No wonder people tell me I need some stress management policies or something... hmm. I think I really need to go ultra-math-science-freak for the next two years on.
Oh man I'm so gonna be missing history classes! Mr Salim!! AHH... >.<
*continues to daydream about the fate of me taking 4 major with honours in pure math and science in NUSHS* =P
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Year 5 and 6 Specialization
Hmm, I'll have to keep this blog post short. After all, it seems that my dad has a problem with me managing my IR stuff via email and blogging at the same time. Oh yah, there's a math quiz tomorrow too. I must prepare. =X
Anyway, so I attended the academic talk this evening about the specialization years and graduation requirement, and I was quite - err - surprised by the new minimum set by NUSHS for graduation: Passes in languages, 1 Math major, and 2 Science majors, SAT 1, 2 AP papers, and one junior (9 month) project. Like, hmm... from the original plan to this; there's a great drop you know... I suspect the school's overrated the students. o.O
Lalala... haha nevermind. After all, I am gonna try the "ultimate" package: Fulfill language modules, 1 Math Major with Honours, TRIPLE Science Major with Honours, 6 AP papers, and one senior (18 month) project. Neat huh? I bet there's only like, 2 or 3 people in this year 4 batch that will even dare try a stunt like mine now...
1st the 5 hour-in-a-row physics Monday, and now this insane ultimate programme for specialization... I really am pushing myself way beyond the limits man. No matter. I wanna chock up a full NUS High School Diploma Portfolio anyway... People will think I am some extreme nerd from now on. ARGH.
Speaking of which, taking this "Most Demanding Programme" means that I will be in school 8am to 6pm EVERYDAY. AHHHHH. Like that, I've got no more life le. Become some dead study machine and all... Bleh. Oh God help me. >.<
*kisses my prospects of a proper social life goodbye*
Haiz. Back to mugging for Math quiz... sian. =.=||
Anyway, so I attended the academic talk this evening about the specialization years and graduation requirement, and I was quite - err - surprised by the new minimum set by NUSHS for graduation: Passes in languages, 1 Math major, and 2 Science majors, SAT 1, 2 AP papers, and one junior (9 month) project. Like, hmm... from the original plan to this; there's a great drop you know... I suspect the school's overrated the students. o.O
Lalala... haha nevermind. After all, I am gonna try the "ultimate" package: Fulfill language modules, 1 Math Major with Honours, TRIPLE Science Major with Honours, 6 AP papers, and one senior (18 month) project. Neat huh? I bet there's only like, 2 or 3 people in this year 4 batch that will even dare try a stunt like mine now...
1st the 5 hour-in-a-row physics Monday, and now this insane ultimate programme for specialization... I really am pushing myself way beyond the limits man. No matter. I wanna chock up a full NUS High School Diploma Portfolio anyway... People will think I am some extreme nerd from now on. ARGH.
Speaking of which, taking this "Most Demanding Programme" means that I will be in school 8am to 6pm EVERYDAY. AHHHHH. Like that, I've got no more life le. Become some dead study machine and all... Bleh. Oh God help me. >.<
*kisses my prospects of a proper social life goodbye*
Haiz. Back to mugging for Math quiz... sian. =.=||
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Overcommited... again?
Rarghs, somehow the past few days have seen my schedule packing up even tighter than I initially anticipated...
IR...
Physics PC4105 +PC4106...
Homework...
Council...
Emceeing duties...
CL pracs...
Other little commitments here and there...
ARGH. Am I overcommiting myself again like last year? Am I ever getting serious in what I'm doing, or what I wanna do? Hmm... *suspects I'm getting no where* OK it is a little bit of an overstatement; I'm probably getting somewhere, but it doesn't seem to be in a set direction, or a direction which I see clearly.
Is what I am doing today worth the doing? Do I even know what's best for myself and all that?
Damn that sense of insecurity. I suppose all human beings feel that once in a while, but this is gonna be too much to take... no wonder people always tell me I am very "tame". No risk-taking-adventurous-gungho heart/spirit in me. Blehs. I guess they are right. I hate feeling insecure...
How I wish... that "suddenly, suddenly, I don't feel so insecure" anymore. XD
Nevermind. This post seems meaningless to continue. Originally seemed to have direction but now I'm BS-ing into it AS USUAL. BAH. Can I ever get something done straight?! =.=
Forget it. I think the E & M derivations have really screwed my brain. Still got that chinese piece of crap homework to do... *rarghs. Hate it hate it hate it*
IR...
Physics PC4105 +PC4106...
Homework...
Council...
Emceeing duties...
CL pracs...
Other little commitments here and there...
ARGH. Am I overcommiting myself again like last year? Am I ever getting serious in what I'm doing, or what I wanna do? Hmm... *suspects I'm getting no where* OK it is a little bit of an overstatement; I'm probably getting somewhere, but it doesn't seem to be in a set direction, or a direction which I see clearly.
Is what I am doing today worth the doing? Do I even know what's best for myself and all that?
Damn that sense of insecurity. I suppose all human beings feel that once in a while, but this is gonna be too much to take... no wonder people always tell me I am very "tame". No risk-taking-adventurous-gungho heart/spirit in me. Blehs. I guess they are right. I hate feeling insecure...
How I wish... that "suddenly, suddenly, I don't feel so insecure" anymore. XD
Nevermind. This post seems meaningless to continue. Originally seemed to have direction but now I'm BS-ing into it AS USUAL. BAH. Can I ever get something done straight?! =.=
Forget it. I think the E & M derivations have really screwed my brain. Still got that chinese piece of crap homework to do... *rarghs. Hate it hate it hate it*
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Turned Inside-Out
Hmm. Post number 321. Haha. *waiting for post 400*
Somehow, I get this sense that the world I am in is slowly falling apart. Don't ask me why. And it's not MY world exactly, but just the world I live in.
Amazing isn't it, how one day's events can suddenly change your perspective towards the future and your prospects, how you view your friends, your buddies, how the situations change, how the tables turn, how the tides have returned...
Man I don't think anyone understands WTB I am saying. Forget it.
(lets just say I am blogging for blogging's sake. After all, post 321 is a nice number. ^^)
Somehow, I get this sense that the world I am in is slowly falling apart. Don't ask me why. And it's not MY world exactly, but just the world I live in.
Amazing isn't it, how one day's events can suddenly change your perspective towards the future and your prospects, how you view your friends, your buddies, how the situations change, how the tables turn, how the tides have returned...
Man I don't think anyone understands WTB I am saying. Forget it.
(lets just say I am blogging for blogging's sake. After all, post 321 is a nice number. ^^)
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Youth Day + Rube Goldberg Day
Haha whoops, I didn't blog yesterday when I was supposed to! Ah, now I seem to forget some of the stuff I want to say... hmm. Doesn't matter. Maybe they ain't meant to be on my blog. Time for some mundane blogging. =
Let's see... Hmm, yesterday morning, I got into an argument with my dad over me reaching school later than the time I was supposed to be there, and blaming him for it. He insists that nothing was wrong and it was my fault that I didn't take the necessary steps to get myself to school. Like hello, I was nice enough to wait for you to fetch me, and when you do, you made me late - and you say it was my fault not to have gone off without you? I mean, if I had left (which I almost did on Thursday morning) without you or mum, how would you have felt? You'd think that I didn't trust you and feel hurt and scold me anyway, right right right? Bah. I feel thrashed about without reason. Heck. I'm going to go to school on my own from next week on anyway, so I no longer need to worry about getting to school later than I want. And this is no thanks to you.
I never felt so torn before doing something like this. Ouch.
Moving along, as the day started, all those people doing the Ornithology field course were to pass their forms, passport, and student pass to Ms Koh to photocopy for registration for the trip to Christmas Island from 7-14 September. Whee! I bet it's gonna be so fun going out to Christmas Island with the team of experts to study those birds in the wild, pretty much like what we see on National Geographic? Woo... really hoping that we'll be doing stuff like that. Ahhh... I am sure Ms Koh's gonna have interesting stuff lined up for us yes! =) And Andy and Royston are willing to room with me, heh, gonna be damn fun... *can't contain excitement* But it's a real pity some people who deserve to be in didn't make it and some who are completely incompetent are actually part of the team. Hmph.
No matter. Marge! See I told you that you will be able to make it! =D
Then the morning was all for Youth Day station games. As I am manning a station (wheelbarrel station. Florence was IC), the entire day for me was spent in the hall, where I got to make the classes assigned to me crawl lengths across the hall. Heh heh, took 301, 304, 401, 101, 106, 405. Eesh, and the year 3s and 4s consistently do better in this station compared to the juniors. More systematic and organised by the looks of the seniors.. heh. Now I understand why they are called "juniors". XD
Oh, and along the way, there were some stuff I've been observing. Start with a nasty one 1st.
Towards the end of the day for station games, 204 came along (it was their break time) and sat down in the hall. Jun Yi was sitting along the steps of the stage, watching as Andy and I were conducting the stations for the classes. At that time, Andy was taking 101 I think *we did the class together*, and I took 106. As they were year 1s, when Andy and I made them do the wheelbarrel, Jun Yi was standing at one side shouting at us that we were "bullying" them. Oh sure Jun Yi. I know fully well that you would have done the same if you were in our position. Don't act.
Oh? You wouldn't? Oh yes I remember. I think you would just pon the thing la. =.=
Anyway, we chose to ignore him and continue with the station. 106 was in a complete mess. Took so long... ok fine. I forgive half the class cuz they were girls - 106 has more girls than guys - but the guys looked equally hopeless, crashing onto the floor and all that. In fact, I felt so sorry for them that I only instructed them to do stage 1 out of 4. =(((
Back to Jun Yi. Realising that he couldn't disrupt our station, he chose to run off to the other side of the hall and bitch about the SC bullying the kids and all that BS. As usual, yea. Then he says thing in a very loud voice, which probably caught the attention of some juniors. Andy flared up and wanted to call Mr Ingham, but thankfully I stopped him. Don't want so much fuss to be kicked over one thick-skinned git bitching about SC when it is not true anyway. So we let him be. What an eye-sore.
Another thing interesting I observed: The attire of the students for the day. Some interesting pointers:
1. Black seems to be the in-thing. Besides the councilors, PSLs involved, and those people with class tees (402, 404), at least half of the people were wearing clothes with black as the main colour. Yup, we all know black's cool and all that, but well... that's quite widely accepted.
2. To my absolute surprise, although this day was meant for people to get a chance to wear their own choice of clothing, some people simply don't wanna give up the standard school uniform. Hmm.. makes me wonder why.
3. House tees were seen. Fleming, Fibo tees were seen worn by several year 3s and a couple of year 1s. Oh yea, Rashidah was wearing Fleming tee too. Signs of house spirit? Or people just found the tee plain convenient? *thinks*
4. As expected, no one turned up in PE uniform. XD
5. A more interesting pointer to note for the day: Girls wearing skirts. No I am not perv, I am just merely amused by the visible trends observed in NUSHS girls. There were no year 4 girls (not too sure about year 2, but should be also) wearing skirts. On the other hand, it is only the second batch students that were sighted wearing skirts. Also, their skirts were mostly minis - close to 90% of them. Interesting? Haha...
Andy and I were making several comments about point number 5, but I don't think it is very nice to put them up online, don't you think so Andy? XD
What else was observed during station games... Hmm not much. Oh yea, I think Oliver's electric guitar backstage in the hall has a couple of strings snapped and all that. I think Oli better go pick his guitar up before it gets ruined by itchy fingers. oO
After completing 405, Andy and I had a nice nap in the hall, sitting by the yellow retracted benches, as Nat taught Flo how to play the drums. Zzz... so tired. Then at 12.30pm, we woke up and went up to the concourse to observe the Rube Goldberg contraptions being built by the school. Whee! Rube Goldberg activity was both fun and amusing! Seeing all those weird contraptions, how they were built to raise the flag, how they were set in motion and failed (4 in 5 did), and the absolutely funny parts where contraptions get to stall halfway and people stare dumbfounded at the thing. Looking from a distance, I could see objects falling from the 4th floor to the concourse. Hahaha... looks amusing. Oh, 404's contraption failed too. The physics textbook - wrapped in a trash bag - fell onto a water balloon placed at the concourse floor... and BOUNCED OFF. Yes you got that right, the book BOUNCED AWAY. AHHH.... then Charmaine started to pretend to kick a fuss at Thejas and used a satay stick to burst the balloon, which allowed the rest of the machine to lift the flag. Haha! Lame la. Mrs Phang called it "human intervention". How true, and what, 405's contraption saw Tan Li, and Nic Wong prodding the contraption into working order. XD
When Rube Goldberg was over, the school assembled in the auditorium as Mr Ingham was waiting to debrief us. Wa lao, Mr G. Tan's joke to Mr Ingham was damn mean la - Mr Ingham looked as if he just got slapped. o.O And the next moment, the school saw him shouting into the mike at the top of his voice. Ouch. Must have hurt the speakers and our ears big time. >.< Turns out Andy told him that the concourse was in a "total mess" (which well, does make sense considering that parents of prospective students of NUSHS are going to be turning up later), and Mr Ingham was just telling us that we wouldn't leave school till the school is cleaned up. Then everyone came out again to clean up before returning to the auditorium once again, receiving a lecture by Mr Ingham. Double ouch. Slideshow, distribution of the brops, and then end. Ahh... what a long day.
Reico's becoming weirder and weirder these days. Sometimes I just can't understand what the hell is he up to. Well he was in a rather foul mood this morning. Something to do with his dad I believe. Haiz.
After a quick lunch, me, Gary, and Bryan went to usher the parents up to the auditorium for the tea session for offered students of NUSHS. Lasted till 5.30pm, where I stayed behind to listen to Prof Lai entertain parents with questions, and answer a couple of questions that parents asked me. My goodness, I had to answer a parent in CHINESE. AHH... was so stressful. Couldn't say all those words like "syllabus" and "acceleration" and "modules" properly. Ended up speaking Singlish all the way. Oh dear... and I never knew Prof Lai was so capable bilingually! Made me feel so bad. =P Then I left school at 7pm.
And now? I'm typing out the publicity stuff for Racial Harmony Day for SC, as well as listening to some tracks from High School Musical. I wonder what got Kenneth, Nic, and Royston so hooked about, but no matter, their music not too bad la. A good alternative rather than blasting my ears with metal all day anyway. Was getting a bit sick of Relient K's uber hard drumming. o.O
Oh but Relient K's not all about drumming and hard rock. Some of their tracks are soft and enjoyable, like "For the Moments I feel Faint". Yea... nice.
Argh. Still got to buy that Malay traditional costume later. Ergh... >.<
Oh and before I forget: On a side note, Mr Lee (my mentor) just told me that he chanced upon my blog. His comment: "Your blog's so like you. I could feel as if you were in it, saying every word written in it..." Hmm. I wonder if that is supposed to be a good thing or bad thing, considering all those posts of depression I often make every now and then. Lalala...
Let's see... Hmm, yesterday morning, I got into an argument with my dad over me reaching school later than the time I was supposed to be there, and blaming him for it. He insists that nothing was wrong and it was my fault that I didn't take the necessary steps to get myself to school. Like hello, I was nice enough to wait for you to fetch me, and when you do, you made me late - and you say it was my fault not to have gone off without you? I mean, if I had left (which I almost did on Thursday morning) without you or mum, how would you have felt? You'd think that I didn't trust you and feel hurt and scold me anyway, right right right? Bah. I feel thrashed about without reason. Heck. I'm going to go to school on my own from next week on anyway, so I no longer need to worry about getting to school later than I want. And this is no thanks to you.
I never felt so torn before doing something like this. Ouch.
Moving along, as the day started, all those people doing the Ornithology field course were to pass their forms, passport, and student pass to Ms Koh to photocopy for registration for the trip to Christmas Island from 7-14 September. Whee! I bet it's gonna be so fun going out to Christmas Island with the team of experts to study those birds in the wild, pretty much like what we see on National Geographic? Woo... really hoping that we'll be doing stuff like that. Ahhh... I am sure Ms Koh's gonna have interesting stuff lined up for us yes! =) And Andy and Royston are willing to room with me, heh, gonna be damn fun... *can't contain excitement* But it's a real pity some people who deserve to be in didn't make it and some who are completely incompetent are actually part of the team. Hmph.
No matter. Marge! See I told you that you will be able to make it! =D
Then the morning was all for Youth Day station games. As I am manning a station (wheelbarrel station. Florence was IC), the entire day for me was spent in the hall, where I got to make the classes assigned to me crawl lengths across the hall. Heh heh, took 301, 304, 401, 101, 106, 405. Eesh, and the year 3s and 4s consistently do better in this station compared to the juniors. More systematic and organised by the looks of the seniors.. heh. Now I understand why they are called "juniors". XD
Oh, and along the way, there were some stuff I've been observing. Start with a nasty one 1st.
Towards the end of the day for station games, 204 came along (it was their break time) and sat down in the hall. Jun Yi was sitting along the steps of the stage, watching as Andy and I were conducting the stations for the classes. At that time, Andy was taking 101 I think *we did the class together*, and I took 106. As they were year 1s, when Andy and I made them do the wheelbarrel, Jun Yi was standing at one side shouting at us that we were "bullying" them. Oh sure Jun Yi. I know fully well that you would have done the same if you were in our position. Don't act.
Oh? You wouldn't? Oh yes I remember. I think you would just pon the thing la. =.=
Anyway, we chose to ignore him and continue with the station. 106 was in a complete mess. Took so long... ok fine. I forgive half the class cuz they were girls - 106 has more girls than guys - but the guys looked equally hopeless, crashing onto the floor and all that. In fact, I felt so sorry for them that I only instructed them to do stage 1 out of 4. =(((
Back to Jun Yi. Realising that he couldn't disrupt our station, he chose to run off to the other side of the hall and bitch about the SC bullying the kids and all that BS. As usual, yea. Then he says thing in a very loud voice, which probably caught the attention of some juniors. Andy flared up and wanted to call Mr Ingham, but thankfully I stopped him. Don't want so much fuss to be kicked over one thick-skinned git bitching about SC when it is not true anyway. So we let him be. What an eye-sore.
Another thing interesting I observed: The attire of the students for the day. Some interesting pointers:
1. Black seems to be the in-thing. Besides the councilors, PSLs involved, and those people with class tees (402, 404), at least half of the people were wearing clothes with black as the main colour. Yup, we all know black's cool and all that, but well... that's quite widely accepted.
2. To my absolute surprise, although this day was meant for people to get a chance to wear their own choice of clothing, some people simply don't wanna give up the standard school uniform. Hmm.. makes me wonder why.
3. House tees were seen. Fleming, Fibo tees were seen worn by several year 3s and a couple of year 1s. Oh yea, Rashidah was wearing Fleming tee too. Signs of house spirit? Or people just found the tee plain convenient? *thinks*
4. As expected, no one turned up in PE uniform. XD
5. A more interesting pointer to note for the day: Girls wearing skirts. No I am not perv, I am just merely amused by the visible trends observed in NUSHS girls. There were no year 4 girls (not too sure about year 2, but should be also) wearing skirts. On the other hand, it is only the second batch students that were sighted wearing skirts. Also, their skirts were mostly minis - close to 90% of them. Interesting? Haha...
Andy and I were making several comments about point number 5, but I don't think it is very nice to put them up online, don't you think so Andy? XD
What else was observed during station games... Hmm not much. Oh yea, I think Oliver's electric guitar backstage in the hall has a couple of strings snapped and all that. I think Oli better go pick his guitar up before it gets ruined by itchy fingers. oO
After completing 405, Andy and I had a nice nap in the hall, sitting by the yellow retracted benches, as Nat taught Flo how to play the drums. Zzz... so tired. Then at 12.30pm, we woke up and went up to the concourse to observe the Rube Goldberg contraptions being built by the school. Whee! Rube Goldberg activity was both fun and amusing! Seeing all those weird contraptions, how they were built to raise the flag, how they were set in motion and failed (4 in 5 did), and the absolutely funny parts where contraptions get to stall halfway and people stare dumbfounded at the thing. Looking from a distance, I could see objects falling from the 4th floor to the concourse. Hahaha... looks amusing. Oh, 404's contraption failed too. The physics textbook - wrapped in a trash bag - fell onto a water balloon placed at the concourse floor... and BOUNCED OFF. Yes you got that right, the book BOUNCED AWAY. AHHH.... then Charmaine started to pretend to kick a fuss at Thejas and used a satay stick to burst the balloon, which allowed the rest of the machine to lift the flag. Haha! Lame la. Mrs Phang called it "human intervention". How true, and what, 405's contraption saw Tan Li, and Nic Wong prodding the contraption into working order. XD
When Rube Goldberg was over, the school assembled in the auditorium as Mr Ingham was waiting to debrief us. Wa lao, Mr G. Tan's joke to Mr Ingham was damn mean la - Mr Ingham looked as if he just got slapped. o.O And the next moment, the school saw him shouting into the mike at the top of his voice. Ouch. Must have hurt the speakers and our ears big time. >.< Turns out Andy told him that the concourse was in a "total mess" (which well, does make sense considering that parents of prospective students of NUSHS are going to be turning up later), and Mr Ingham was just telling us that we wouldn't leave school till the school is cleaned up. Then everyone came out again to clean up before returning to the auditorium once again, receiving a lecture by Mr Ingham. Double ouch. Slideshow, distribution of the brops, and then end. Ahh... what a long day.
Reico's becoming weirder and weirder these days. Sometimes I just can't understand what the hell is he up to. Well he was in a rather foul mood this morning. Something to do with his dad I believe. Haiz.
After a quick lunch, me, Gary, and Bryan went to usher the parents up to the auditorium for the tea session for offered students of NUSHS. Lasted till 5.30pm, where I stayed behind to listen to Prof Lai entertain parents with questions, and answer a couple of questions that parents asked me. My goodness, I had to answer a parent in CHINESE. AHH... was so stressful. Couldn't say all those words like "syllabus" and "acceleration" and "modules" properly. Ended up speaking Singlish all the way. Oh dear... and I never knew Prof Lai was so capable bilingually! Made me feel so bad. =P Then I left school at 7pm.
And now? I'm typing out the publicity stuff for Racial Harmony Day for SC, as well as listening to some tracks from High School Musical. I wonder what got Kenneth, Nic, and Royston so hooked about, but no matter, their music not too bad la. A good alternative rather than blasting my ears with metal all day anyway. Was getting a bit sick of Relient K's uber hard drumming. o.O
Oh but Relient K's not all about drumming and hard rock. Some of their tracks are soft and enjoyable, like "For the Moments I feel Faint". Yea... nice.
Argh. Still got to buy that Malay traditional costume later. Ergh... >.<
Oh and before I forget: On a side note, Mr Lee (my mentor) just told me that he chanced upon my blog. His comment: "Your blog's so like you. I could feel as if you were in it, saying every word written in it..." Hmm. I wonder if that is supposed to be a good thing or bad thing, considering all those posts of depression I often make every now and then. Lalala...
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