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Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Movies
I failed to mention I watched "Quill", the japanese dog themed show and "13 going 30" last week.
No time to write about them now. Former's worth a watch. Latter wait for vcd.
~
Supposed to be reading up for tomorrow's lectures. Hmmmmmmmm. Instead I'm just looping my music files.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I failed to mention I watched "Quill", the japanese dog themed show and "13 going 30" last week.
No time to write about them now. Former's worth a watch. Latter wait for vcd.
~
Supposed to be reading up for tomorrow's lectures. Hmmmmmmmm. Instead I'm just looping my music files.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Camp Odyssey
I'm pretty caught up with things at the moment. Let's recap.
Sunday was a day of sun. It was also the day when the mentors and mentees gathered from all 9 schools to have an outing together.
If you noticed a sea of kids (mentees) and kid-wannabes (mentors) running around in the vicinity of the NUS fields, that's us.
200 mad people running around would be a conservative estimate.
We started the morning pretty well, but some mentees were unbelievably late, and on hindsight, we should have taught them some cheers earlier because I think we really struggled with that, although everyone did put in effort shouting in the end. The first few games were boring, as expected, but the morale was high throughout, and the kids ran from place to place. The MENTORS were walking behind! Slackers!! =D I admit I was pretty stoned occasionally, but I ran ok! The male mentees kept wanting to race with me, and obviously I don't lose to 13 year olds. Heh.
We then played some circuit games; you know, going to different stations and completing different tasks as a team. One memorable one was having to transfer water bombs using ponchos (raincoats). We were supposed to collect 20 water bombs in the bucket, but before the game finished, some of us ended up throwing water bombs all over the place. The game master said we did well INITIALLY but we can only blame ourselves for not completing the task.
Well we did have a lot of fun. =D And I got bombed. 3 times. And that's excluding the number of times the mentees tried to throw at me and missed. Do I have this "come-whack-me face?" But as my friend said, it's because they like me so they play with me. I like them too! This event really let me see how fun they all can be. In the afternoon during a break we played football (using a paperball) and I kept scoring against this mentee goalkeeper. Wahaha! The rest were playing volleyball (looks like a water polo ball?), or rather, they spend most of the time picking the ball. (ssshhh, better don't let them hear me on this)
Lunch was a rice packet of vegetables, fish, and 3 fishballs, inclusive of a packet drink. Some kids complained they don't like vegetables. Hmm sounds familiar.
The tempo was raised after lunch and we played games involving a school taking on another school. We played dog and bone and I ran twice and won twice, and some fellow mentors actually said "Wah you finally did something useful today."
me: .....
There was also a game involving scissors paper stone, where each school sends a representative out each round and the loser gets rained with water.
Our school lost 32-13 or something along that scoreline. And I'm not exaggerating to say that there was a sequence when we lost 10 times in a row. What are the odds of that?!?!
The other school was shouting. "Why are we so dry?"
It was a hot day, alright? We like some water sprinkled on ourselves. Hah yah right.
We also played contact sports like football and captain's ball, and the final challenge was to engage in a race with all the schools to see who gets to the end first and save the wife of OlymPIG, the king of Babala, who got kidnapped by men from witchie witchie land. And this guy who portrayed OlymPIG had a robe wrapped around him and a stupid crown made of paper and grass attached to his head.
Oh man I can't believe I remembered all these stupid names.
Our school didn't get into the top 3 but all schools got a prize each anyway, which was a huge parcel of goodies and tidbits.
And so it was time to go, and most of us had dinner at Clementi together, before we went home feeling exhausted and sun burnt.
It really was an amazing day. I look forward to interacting with both mentees and mentors again.
29 of us. I believe it was the biggest attendance amongst all schools. And we took care of all of them. Thanks to all mentors. =)
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I'm pretty caught up with things at the moment. Let's recap.
Sunday was a day of sun. It was also the day when the mentors and mentees gathered from all 9 schools to have an outing together.
If you noticed a sea of kids (mentees) and kid-wannabes (mentors) running around in the vicinity of the NUS fields, that's us.
200 mad people running around would be a conservative estimate.
We started the morning pretty well, but some mentees were unbelievably late, and on hindsight, we should have taught them some cheers earlier because I think we really struggled with that, although everyone did put in effort shouting in the end. The first few games were boring, as expected, but the morale was high throughout, and the kids ran from place to place. The MENTORS were walking behind! Slackers!! =D I admit I was pretty stoned occasionally, but I ran ok! The male mentees kept wanting to race with me, and obviously I don't lose to 13 year olds. Heh.
We then played some circuit games; you know, going to different stations and completing different tasks as a team. One memorable one was having to transfer water bombs using ponchos (raincoats). We were supposed to collect 20 water bombs in the bucket, but before the game finished, some of us ended up throwing water bombs all over the place. The game master said we did well INITIALLY but we can only blame ourselves for not completing the task.
Well we did have a lot of fun. =D And I got bombed. 3 times. And that's excluding the number of times the mentees tried to throw at me and missed. Do I have this "come-whack-me face?" But as my friend said, it's because they like me so they play with me. I like them too! This event really let me see how fun they all can be. In the afternoon during a break we played football (using a paperball) and I kept scoring against this mentee goalkeeper. Wahaha! The rest were playing volleyball (looks like a water polo ball?), or rather, they spend most of the time picking the ball. (ssshhh, better don't let them hear me on this)
Lunch was a rice packet of vegetables, fish, and 3 fishballs, inclusive of a packet drink. Some kids complained they don't like vegetables. Hmm sounds familiar.
The tempo was raised after lunch and we played games involving a school taking on another school. We played dog and bone and I ran twice and won twice, and some fellow mentors actually said "Wah you finally did something useful today."
me: .....
There was also a game involving scissors paper stone, where each school sends a representative out each round and the loser gets rained with water.
Our school lost 32-13 or something along that scoreline. And I'm not exaggerating to say that there was a sequence when we lost 10 times in a row. What are the odds of that?!?!
The other school was shouting. "Why are we so dry?"
It was a hot day, alright? We like some water sprinkled on ourselves. Hah yah right.
We also played contact sports like football and captain's ball, and the final challenge was to engage in a race with all the schools to see who gets to the end first and save the wife of OlymPIG, the king of Babala, who got kidnapped by men from witchie witchie land. And this guy who portrayed OlymPIG had a robe wrapped around him and a stupid crown made of paper and grass attached to his head.
Oh man I can't believe I remembered all these stupid names.
Our school didn't get into the top 3 but all schools got a prize each anyway, which was a huge parcel of goodies and tidbits.
And so it was time to go, and most of us had dinner at Clementi together, before we went home feeling exhausted and sun burnt.
It really was an amazing day. I look forward to interacting with both mentees and mentors again.
29 of us. I believe it was the biggest attendance amongst all schools. And we took care of all of them. Thanks to all mentors. =)
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Talking to my friend has taken an emotional toll off me. I'm also thinking about my mum's birthday in September. I don't remember what happened last year during her birthday. Can't recall if dad was at home or not.
My friend suggested buying a birthday cake for her. I think my mum will be delighted if this happens. Then again I can't imagine sitting down with her cutting and eating the cake. It's just so..... awkward.
I miss those times the four of us took the car out for a dinner. And it so happens that for 3 consecutive years we went to 3 different places and the following year after our birthday celebration the restaruant closed down. We all had a good laugh over this. And how mum would be saying things like she doesn't want a present, all she wants is for us to study hard and be good boys.
So long ago, those days.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
My friend suggested buying a birthday cake for her. I think my mum will be delighted if this happens. Then again I can't imagine sitting down with her cutting and eating the cake. It's just so..... awkward.
I miss those times the four of us took the car out for a dinner. And it so happens that for 3 consecutive years we went to 3 different places and the following year after our birthday celebration the restaruant closed down. We all had a good laugh over this. And how mum would be saying things like she doesn't want a present, all she wants is for us to study hard and be good boys.
So long ago, those days.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Friday, August 27, 2004
Stone.
I've been mildly sick the past few days. A little cough and fever, but I'm good today! Was still lazing in bed at 1115hrs when the mentoring coordinator called regarding sunday's event and forced me out of my bed. Just as well.
We're having an orientation event at NUS this Sunday. I believe it's a day of fun and games. Which is also why I refused to see a doctor because taking medication will make me weak. If you ask "But if you don't see the doc wouldn't you remain sick and feel weak just the same?" Good question. Well I survived didn't I? I think I just needed sleep, and I got it aplenty these days.
I was supposed to meet the mentors today at 1pm to make the name tags for Sunday's event, but I backed out. I decided to rest at home. I hope they don't find me selfish. I really love to be a part of this crowd. I'm sure we'll go on to have an amazing journey throughout the next few months.
~
I was in a tutorial and we were doing introductions, and the person before me had to look at me and guess what stuff I do in my free time. Here's what she came up with (in no particular order):
- hang around Siloso Beach every weekend
- indulge in my PS2/ Xbox
- watch Brotherhood / Infernal Affairs
- play / watch football
I can't remember what else she said about my musical tastes, but she said I've this "Man" feeling. Haha. I'm sure all of you are laughing right now. I think she's trying to say I do the typical guys' stuff. Which is what I do, right? Right?
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I've been mildly sick the past few days. A little cough and fever, but I'm good today! Was still lazing in bed at 1115hrs when the mentoring coordinator called regarding sunday's event and forced me out of my bed. Just as well.
We're having an orientation event at NUS this Sunday. I believe it's a day of fun and games. Which is also why I refused to see a doctor because taking medication will make me weak. If you ask "But if you don't see the doc wouldn't you remain sick and feel weak just the same?" Good question. Well I survived didn't I? I think I just needed sleep, and I got it aplenty these days.
I was supposed to meet the mentors today at 1pm to make the name tags for Sunday's event, but I backed out. I decided to rest at home. I hope they don't find me selfish. I really love to be a part of this crowd. I'm sure we'll go on to have an amazing journey throughout the next few months.
~
I was in a tutorial and we were doing introductions, and the person before me had to look at me and guess what stuff I do in my free time. Here's what she came up with (in no particular order):
- hang around Siloso Beach every weekend
- indulge in my PS2/ Xbox
- watch Brotherhood / Infernal Affairs
- play / watch football
I can't remember what else she said about my musical tastes, but she said I've this "Man" feeling. Haha. I'm sure all of you are laughing right now. I think she's trying to say I do the typical guys' stuff. Which is what I do, right? Right?
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
I am young no more.
I just feel more tired everyday.
I was supposed to sleep asap last night, because I had this irritating 8am tutorial slot today.
But then I came online and my friend was telling me how her friend has just ended their friendship, and how she found out yesterday that her father likes another woman.
Is life always filled with these similar problems? I thought I'd be a good friend and listen to her that night, and tell her what I have in mind.
Finally went to bed at 3am.
This morning I woke up late, but Mum's sick and didn't go to work, so I drove to school and back, and here I'm now, and I'm gonna take a nap before proceeding for my mentoring session in the afternoon.
I think I need some rest. Hope I don't fall sick.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I just feel more tired everyday.
I was supposed to sleep asap last night, because I had this irritating 8am tutorial slot today.
But then I came online and my friend was telling me how her friend has just ended their friendship, and how she found out yesterday that her father likes another woman.
Is life always filled with these similar problems? I thought I'd be a good friend and listen to her that night, and tell her what I have in mind.
Finally went to bed at 3am.
This morning I woke up late, but Mum's sick and didn't go to work, so I drove to school and back, and here I'm now, and I'm gonna take a nap before proceeding for my mentoring session in the afternoon.
I think I need some rest. Hope I don't fall sick.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Monday, August 23, 2004
I planned to watch the men's 100m final in an hour's time but my head's real heavy right now and I've got a class at 10 plus a long day ahead of me, so I've decided to go to sleep. Wasn't an easy decision, but I guess I'm no longer the youthful me of the past. Damn it. I hate to admit I need more sleep now, but I think I do.
Question: Do sheep really jump over the fence one by one?
Good night.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Question: Do sheep really jump over the fence one by one?
Good night.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Disheartened.
By my fellow mentors.
Why are we smiling, in this sad existence of ours.
I long for sun, I long for fun.
No! I long for love, sensitivity, and compassion.
In people whose names I don't mention.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
By my fellow mentors.
Why are we smiling, in this sad existence of ours.
I long for sun, I long for fun.
No! I long for love, sensitivity, and compassion.
In people whose names I don't mention.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Meddling with medals.
I read the press daily with disgust. Yup. The Athens expedition and the medal issue.
Momma said I should read newspapers and I agree, so despite the disgust I still choke myself in a mission to digest our government's ideas.
What's the deal? When Ronald Susilo, our import from Indonesia was drawn to face the best from China and the world, the odds against him was high and nobody mentioned a silverware. But when he stunned the sporting community by winning, the press immediately hailed him a hero and came up with some crap like "susilo's road to a medal", depicting how he must first win the 2nd round (which he should win comfortably blah blah blah), and then the quarters (blah blah blah), semis blah blah blah, and LISTEN! If he reaches the semis, he will get two, that's right, TWO chances of winning a medal! That's like OMG!! WOW~! If he wins the semis, he will be assured of at least a silver! And if he loses he can still fight for the bronze.
Yup. Singaporeans read this kinda stuff everyday.
Ronny lost to Boonsak the Thai 22year old law student with youthful good looks. Someone from the heavens isn't very fair in my opinion.
So it's up to Li Jiawei in a hope that she wins a medal for Singapore. But wait! What about Zhang Xueling? The other table tennis representative in Greece. Well who cares, she's not as good. And she lost. So there.
Ooh Li Jiawei won, and is into the semis! That's like OMG!! WOW~! She will get two chances of winning a medal for Singapore. Yeah! TWO chances! Singapore might finally get another medal!
Aren't we all sick of the number 44.
Or the number 1960.
And the numbers:
1,000,000
500,000
250,000
If you have no idea what these numbers are, just flip to any page of any local press, and you will see it. Or tune in to any local radio station, where Olympic sports updates are in every 30minutes telling us what's 44, 1960, and those numbers with the many zeroes.
Of course I'm exaggerating, but hey, the media started it first.
Oh I forgot to mention those paddlers are imports from China. I admit, I cheered for Susilo and Jiawei. Obviously?? They had my country's flag on their jerseys. Sure they weren't born in this country. You can't even say that they grew up here. One doesn't speak mandarin well, the other doesn't speak english well.
And get this: They are in a relationship. Love really transcends all boundaries.
I sidetrack again.
What about our local Swimmers? Nah there's nothing to say. They're condemned. They didn't even meet their personal bests. And Poh Seng Song? Thanks for the participation. Who else have I missed out? It's ok I guess nobody really cares.
You always hear "winning isn't everything". True. But a medal is better than no medal, any idiot will tell you that. But in our nation's desperate search for this medal, we've overlooked the glory and honour of representing the country in this sports meeting of peaceful propotions. I'm not an Olympian, I'll never experience the pain and agony of travelling there and missing out narrowly on a victory, but I feel that the press has overdone its brainwashing (or is it like this all the time?) this term. See it's so simple working for the government. When the Olympics is over, all they do is:
- write brave words. eg: "You are all winners. You've done us proud, medal or no medal."
- come up with a musical montage, capturing moments of Singaporeans in action, with Susilo and Jiawei taking up 80% of the video.
- Do this for one month from the time they touch down at Changi Airport.
- Do this every time there's a badminton or table tennis meet in the region.
- Do this in Beijing 2008, where you will be reminded of all those numerals (subject to change) I've mentioned above.
Perhaps I've spoken too soon. Jiawei plays in the 3rd-4th match later today and who knows? It's never ending though, in man's quest for excellence. If she gets a bronze, Singapore will still not have gotten a silver to match 1960, and when will Singapore's first Olympics Gold medal materialise?
Tay Cheng Koon mentioned in today's article:
And as Li jiawei tries one last time to win a medal in Athens, let us rally behind her.
If we do that, how can we lose, whatever happens?
I say let's rally for the moment, and not for the medal.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I read the press daily with disgust. Yup. The Athens expedition and the medal issue.
Momma said I should read newspapers and I agree, so despite the disgust I still choke myself in a mission to digest our government's ideas.
What's the deal? When Ronald Susilo, our import from Indonesia was drawn to face the best from China and the world, the odds against him was high and nobody mentioned a silverware. But when he stunned the sporting community by winning, the press immediately hailed him a hero and came up with some crap like "susilo's road to a medal", depicting how he must first win the 2nd round (which he should win comfortably blah blah blah), and then the quarters (blah blah blah), semis blah blah blah, and LISTEN! If he reaches the semis, he will get two, that's right, TWO chances of winning a medal! That's like OMG!! WOW~! If he wins the semis, he will be assured of at least a silver! And if he loses he can still fight for the bronze.
Yup. Singaporeans read this kinda stuff everyday.
Ronny lost to Boonsak the Thai 22year old law student with youthful good looks. Someone from the heavens isn't very fair in my opinion.
So it's up to Li Jiawei in a hope that she wins a medal for Singapore. But wait! What about Zhang Xueling? The other table tennis representative in Greece. Well who cares, she's not as good. And she lost. So there.
Ooh Li Jiawei won, and is into the semis! That's like OMG!! WOW~! She will get two chances of winning a medal for Singapore. Yeah! TWO chances! Singapore might finally get another medal!
Aren't we all sick of the number 44.
Or the number 1960.
And the numbers:
1,000,000
500,000
250,000
If you have no idea what these numbers are, just flip to any page of any local press, and you will see it. Or tune in to any local radio station, where Olympic sports updates are in every 30minutes telling us what's 44, 1960, and those numbers with the many zeroes.
Of course I'm exaggerating, but hey, the media started it first.
Oh I forgot to mention those paddlers are imports from China. I admit, I cheered for Susilo and Jiawei. Obviously?? They had my country's flag on their jerseys. Sure they weren't born in this country. You can't even say that they grew up here. One doesn't speak mandarin well, the other doesn't speak english well.
And get this: They are in a relationship. Love really transcends all boundaries.
I sidetrack again.
What about our local Swimmers? Nah there's nothing to say. They're condemned. They didn't even meet their personal bests. And Poh Seng Song? Thanks for the participation. Who else have I missed out? It's ok I guess nobody really cares.
You always hear "winning isn't everything". True. But a medal is better than no medal, any idiot will tell you that. But in our nation's desperate search for this medal, we've overlooked the glory and honour of representing the country in this sports meeting of peaceful propotions. I'm not an Olympian, I'll never experience the pain and agony of travelling there and missing out narrowly on a victory, but I feel that the press has overdone its brainwashing (or is it like this all the time?) this term. See it's so simple working for the government. When the Olympics is over, all they do is:
- write brave words. eg: "You are all winners. You've done us proud, medal or no medal."
- come up with a musical montage, capturing moments of Singaporeans in action, with Susilo and Jiawei taking up 80% of the video.
- Do this for one month from the time they touch down at Changi Airport.
- Do this every time there's a badminton or table tennis meet in the region.
- Do this in Beijing 2008, where you will be reminded of all those numerals (subject to change) I've mentioned above.
Perhaps I've spoken too soon. Jiawei plays in the 3rd-4th match later today and who knows? It's never ending though, in man's quest for excellence. If she gets a bronze, Singapore will still not have gotten a silver to match 1960, and when will Singapore's first Olympics Gold medal materialise?
Tay Cheng Koon mentioned in today's article:
And as Li jiawei tries one last time to win a medal in Athens, let us rally behind her.
If we do that, how can we lose, whatever happens?
I say let's rally for the moment, and not for the medal.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
The rabbit and the man. (NC16 Rough language)
Scene 3 Act 2
Setting: Living room in a bright day. Light background radio. Modern furniture set. Medium air conditioning.
Man walks into setting, sits on the floor and flips open his file, surrounded by stationery.
Man: So much stuff to read. @#$%^%#$%^.
Usher in the background: Let it burn~ Let it burn~
Man stops reading, completely engulfed in the musical serenade.
~
Man's eyes continues to read the words which look like ants crawling on paper.
"In examining the concept of the public family, it's useful to borrow a few terms from the field of economics. Economists who specialist in public welfare have introduced the notion of externalities, of which there are two types. First......"
Man: wtf.
Man puts down pretty yellow highlighter, and glances out of the balcony sliding door.
Rabbit enters scene.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
Man stares down at microscopic words, then looks up at blissfully postured rabbit.
Man: wtf.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
"First, negative externalities occur when an individual or a business produces something that is beneficial to itself but imposes costs on other individuals or businesses."
Man: It's a sociology module damnit!!
Man notices a small puddle of water beside rabbit. Man proceeds to open the balcony door and walks to rabbit.
Man: Silly rabbit, don't sleep here. You're getting wet!
Man carries rabbit to dry spot.
Man: Here, lie here.
Rabbit: *bites man on the arm*
Man gives a minute shout, pats the rabbit on the head harder than usual, and leaves rabbit alone.
Man goes back into living room, sits down and continues reading, glancing at the rabbit once in a while.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
Man pulls his hair and struggles to finish a single page.
END of ACT.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So you see, it's not my fault that I didn't study. It's the rabbit's fault. *feverishly points to rabbit* =D
On one hand, you can think that the rabbit's life is so easy. Sleep, eat, shit, run around, play hide and seek, make friends with birds dropping by the balcony, and so on. Hell, I even feed her and clear the shit for her. She's like Almighty Rabbity in my house.
On the other, which I choose to believe in now, is that the rabbit is leading a life nothing compared to what I'm living in. I get to have more friends than her, read, go to school and many many more things.
As all of you might have forseen, I'm going to tell you that going to school is important. So if any of you now are skipping school right NOW and reading this blog (what are the chances of that?!?!?!?), go back to your school. If it's too late, go stand in the corner and face the wall, and think about what you've done.
Not many people have the chance to go to school, not especially till varsity level and beyond. I, for one, feel very priviledged to be in this percentage. I've never dreamt of going to university when I was young, because of what was drilled into my head, that going to university is a norm. It's like a rite of passage that I'll go through. Now I'm finally here. I'm learning alot of stuff, but somehow I tend to forget what I learn very quickly. However I know by the time I graduate, I not only will have that certificate of a degree, I also would have grown wiser, just like what is happening to you right now, because you're reading my blog. People who read my blog grow wiser.
HAHAHA!
So let's all not study for the sake of studying, but study because we want to learn.
Ah yes, I really need to finish my family readings. Let's get going everyone!!
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Scene 3 Act 2
Setting: Living room in a bright day. Light background radio. Modern furniture set. Medium air conditioning.
Man walks into setting, sits on the floor and flips open his file, surrounded by stationery.
Man: So much stuff to read. @#$%^%#$%^.
Usher in the background: Let it burn~ Let it burn~
Man stops reading, completely engulfed in the musical serenade.
~
Man's eyes continues to read the words which look like ants crawling on paper.
"In examining the concept of the public family, it's useful to borrow a few terms from the field of economics. Economists who specialist in public welfare have introduced the notion of externalities, of which there are two types. First......"
Man: wtf.
Man puts down pretty yellow highlighter, and glances out of the balcony sliding door.
Rabbit enters scene.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
Man stares down at microscopic words, then looks up at blissfully postured rabbit.
Man: wtf.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
"First, negative externalities occur when an individual or a business produces something that is beneficial to itself but imposes costs on other individuals or businesses."
Man: It's a sociology module damnit!!
Man notices a small puddle of water beside rabbit. Man proceeds to open the balcony door and walks to rabbit.
Man: Silly rabbit, don't sleep here. You're getting wet!
Man carries rabbit to dry spot.
Man: Here, lie here.
Rabbit: *bites man on the arm*
Man gives a minute shout, pats the rabbit on the head harder than usual, and leaves rabbit alone.
Man goes back into living room, sits down and continues reading, glancing at the rabbit once in a while.
Rabbit: *lying on the floor in heavenly fashion*
Man pulls his hair and struggles to finish a single page.
END of ACT.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So you see, it's not my fault that I didn't study. It's the rabbit's fault. *feverishly points to rabbit* =D
On one hand, you can think that the rabbit's life is so easy. Sleep, eat, shit, run around, play hide and seek, make friends with birds dropping by the balcony, and so on. Hell, I even feed her and clear the shit for her. She's like Almighty Rabbity in my house.
On the other, which I choose to believe in now, is that the rabbit is leading a life nothing compared to what I'm living in. I get to have more friends than her, read, go to school and many many more things.
As all of you might have forseen, I'm going to tell you that going to school is important. So if any of you now are skipping school right NOW and reading this blog (what are the chances of that?!?!?!?), go back to your school. If it's too late, go stand in the corner and face the wall, and think about what you've done.
Not many people have the chance to go to school, not especially till varsity level and beyond. I, for one, feel very priviledged to be in this percentage. I've never dreamt of going to university when I was young, because of what was drilled into my head, that going to university is a norm. It's like a rite of passage that I'll go through. Now I'm finally here. I'm learning alot of stuff, but somehow I tend to forget what I learn very quickly. However I know by the time I graduate, I not only will have that certificate of a degree, I also would have grown wiser, just like what is happening to you right now, because you're reading my blog. People who read my blog grow wiser.
HAHAHA!
So let's all not study for the sake of studying, but study because we want to learn.
Ah yes, I really need to finish my family readings. Let's get going everyone!!
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Sunday, August 15, 2004
Pouring. Chapter 1.
by Trent.
The sky breaks into thunder, as flashes of lightning appear at random intervals. It's sunday, but there is no sun. Trent hates it when there's no sun. Plus he wasn't really happy to begin with.
No. Our dear hero is feeling moody today. He opens the window, and as the wind gushes against his moody face, he sees a bird.
A crow.
Isn't like any other crow, Trent observed. This crow has a little red brush of a blemish on its little neck. Looks like paint. Must be the neighbouring block undergoing construction.
Trent is curious, because the crow patches itself on the tree branch so firmly, sort of oblivious to the high knotting winds around it.
The crow stares at Trent, as if understanding Trent's inquisitive gaze. Then the crow did something.
It looked at Trent, then its head tilted down facing the ground before recovering.
This startled Trent, because Trent has never seen a bird from close up, much less one which gestured at him? Was the crow trying to tell him something. Trent thought. Trent looked down at the ground. There was nothing to be seen.
But Trent thinks alot. Trent's friends think he thinks alot. So Trent thinks it's better not to think so much now.
Before he knew the crow was gone.
Trent desperately peeked his head out of the window and looked around. But of course the crow was not to be found.
The first raindrops fell and Trent closed his window and went back to his seat. It was a perculiar sequence of events. Trent tuned in to some nice music.
Rain finally stopped. Trent opened the window. Only to find a crow on the ground. Trent doesn't know if it's the same crow. There was no longer a red mark on the neck; perhaps the rain washed it away. It was drenched. It didn't move. Was it dead? Trent wasn't sure. He left the house and rushed downstairs so he could attend to the crow.
~
To be continued......
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by Trent.
The sky breaks into thunder, as flashes of lightning appear at random intervals. It's sunday, but there is no sun. Trent hates it when there's no sun. Plus he wasn't really happy to begin with.
No. Our dear hero is feeling moody today. He opens the window, and as the wind gushes against his moody face, he sees a bird.
A crow.
Isn't like any other crow, Trent observed. This crow has a little red brush of a blemish on its little neck. Looks like paint. Must be the neighbouring block undergoing construction.
Trent is curious, because the crow patches itself on the tree branch so firmly, sort of oblivious to the high knotting winds around it.
The crow stares at Trent, as if understanding Trent's inquisitive gaze. Then the crow did something.
It looked at Trent, then its head tilted down facing the ground before recovering.
This startled Trent, because Trent has never seen a bird from close up, much less one which gestured at him? Was the crow trying to tell him something. Trent thought. Trent looked down at the ground. There was nothing to be seen.
But Trent thinks alot. Trent's friends think he thinks alot. So Trent thinks it's better not to think so much now.
Before he knew the crow was gone.
Trent desperately peeked his head out of the window and looked around. But of course the crow was not to be found.
The first raindrops fell and Trent closed his window and went back to his seat. It was a perculiar sequence of events. Trent tuned in to some nice music.
Rain finally stopped. Trent opened the window. Only to find a crow on the ground. Trent doesn't know if it's the same crow. There was no longer a red mark on the neck; perhaps the rain washed it away. It was drenched. It didn't move. Was it dead? Trent wasn't sure. He left the house and rushed downstairs so he could attend to the crow.
~
To be continued......
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Friday, August 13, 2004
Mentoring.
(recap of thursday)
The first session was great! We had a lot of fun, playing games and talking to the kids. Most of them were very sporting and spontaneous, while of course there are a few who are too shy for words. Some didn't even want us to leave. We really felt very welcomed. I'm sure us mentors have left a good impression on them.
Secondary one is really such a long time ago. I can't even picture myself like them. When I was in sec one, I don't know what I was doing. Lessons, soccer, remedials. Some of the kids looked at us and envied us for being in universities. When I was in sec one I don't think I even know what's the meaning of being in an university. I'm not sure what I know now either.
So the whole session was carried out smoothly and everyone had lots of fun, and there were pictures taken. It's a pity us mentors can't have a common day to visit the school together in future, but we've broken up into 2 separate days and hopefully that was be just as successful.
Movie.
I was out watching CATWOMAN because my friend asked me out, despite how dumb I thought the show will be. And indeed the plot's pretty lame, and Sharon Stone looks hideous enough for her role. Halle Berry and Benjamin Brat the eye candies definitely, and the soundtrack is absolutely a winner throughout. So I guess it wasn't so dumb afterall, but I'd say it's something you can afford to miss.
Before the show my friend gave me a keychain she sewed. It has my name on it. =D She nonchalantly handed it to me and said she has too much free time at home. Haha. I thanked her.
And after the show she brought me to Parkview Square. Have you guys heard of this dumb joke: You know the homecoming queen? Yah well I'm the homecoming king, not because I'm suave or anything, but because I come home everyday, and I haven't seen the world. Well not even Singapore.
I don't even know there's such a place. You will have to check it out to believe how grand this building actually is. All the statues carvings engravings whatever terms they call it, they blow you away. It's not a hotel. It's an office building!! And there's a big MTV screen in front where people sit by running waters and enjoy the setting. And the 'waterfalls' goes from bottom to top instead of the conventional other way round. I really do sound disgustingly ignorant. But hey I'm trying to upgrade myself alright? ;)
She mentioned they call the building Gotham City cos it resembled the setting in the Batman show. I agree. And it was really an eye opener for me.
~
Back to my shitty readings.
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(recap of thursday)
The first session was great! We had a lot of fun, playing games and talking to the kids. Most of them were very sporting and spontaneous, while of course there are a few who are too shy for words. Some didn't even want us to leave. We really felt very welcomed. I'm sure us mentors have left a good impression on them.
Secondary one is really such a long time ago. I can't even picture myself like them. When I was in sec one, I don't know what I was doing. Lessons, soccer, remedials. Some of the kids looked at us and envied us for being in universities. When I was in sec one I don't think I even know what's the meaning of being in an university. I'm not sure what I know now either.
So the whole session was carried out smoothly and everyone had lots of fun, and there were pictures taken. It's a pity us mentors can't have a common day to visit the school together in future, but we've broken up into 2 separate days and hopefully that was be just as successful.
Movie.
I was out watching CATWOMAN because my friend asked me out, despite how dumb I thought the show will be. And indeed the plot's pretty lame, and Sharon Stone looks hideous enough for her role. Halle Berry and Benjamin Brat the eye candies definitely, and the soundtrack is absolutely a winner throughout. So I guess it wasn't so dumb afterall, but I'd say it's something you can afford to miss.
Before the show my friend gave me a keychain she sewed. It has my name on it. =D She nonchalantly handed it to me and said she has too much free time at home. Haha. I thanked her.
And after the show she brought me to Parkview Square. Have you guys heard of this dumb joke: You know the homecoming queen? Yah well I'm the homecoming king, not because I'm suave or anything, but because I come home everyday, and I haven't seen the world. Well not even Singapore.
I don't even know there's such a place. You will have to check it out to believe how grand this building actually is. All the statues carvings engravings whatever terms they call it, they blow you away. It's not a hotel. It's an office building!! And there's a big MTV screen in front where people sit by running waters and enjoy the setting. And the 'waterfalls' goes from bottom to top instead of the conventional other way round. I really do sound disgustingly ignorant. But hey I'm trying to upgrade myself alright? ;)
She mentioned they call the building Gotham City cos it resembled the setting in the Batman show. I agree. And it was really an eye opener for me.
~
Back to my shitty readings.
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Wednesday, August 11, 2004
School days are the best days ever.
I sound like a working adult, don't I? I was jogging just now and I saw working adults come home. It was close to 8pm. I thought to myself "wow so late and it's the same thing all over again tomorrow", so I should really cherish the time I have in University. This is what every other adult tells me too.
Today's my first day back in college. The new forum co-op is renovated, and is disgustingly small. Before I went in I was thinking if the lady cashier still remembers me since late March, back from those lolipop buying episodes. And the first step I entered she was there and she happened to look up and we smiled at each other. =) It really feels good when people you don't really know or see often recognise and greet you.
Anyway the co-op now sucks because it's small, and we can't browse textbooks on our own. But I understand where they're coming from; they want it to be neater without people scrummaging and scampering everywhere. But this means I can't look around for my own texts, unless I know what the exact title author etc.
So I got my stuff and queued up at the line leading to the lady. And we asked how's each other and I asked if she's busy and she said yah and I said the usual stuff like it's good to be busy isn't it. And I left. I really like this feeling. =)
I then went for my lecture and a small bite at the canteen, followed by printing of readings and another lecture. At the end of the day I've made friends with about 9 new girls and 3 new guys. That's a lot of names to remember. I think I've lost some of them now. Arghghgh.
Someone teased me that I sat with 3 girls during the later lecture. Actually I also sat with 3 girls during the earlier lecture.
WHAT'S WITH THAT MAN????
I tell you, I'm secretly sneaking up to win the Best Flirt award.
Hey c'mon it's not my choice. I just know someone and that someone knows 100 other someones, and subsequently 10000, and so on.
Perhaps someone above has accidentally blessed me with 女人缘 (fate with females) these few weeks. Not that I'm complaining.
My week 1 readings are on my table, with highlighter and pen ready. Someone said I was crazy to read them now. But hey it's week 1 now isn't it?
I don't know. I'm just stoning at the moment.
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Category X - The
Changeling
Witty, amusing and a bit weird, you're welcomed
into most social groups, even though you don't
'fit in' perfectly .
What Type of Social Entity are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
~
What?? This is the meaning of changeling?!?!
I'm of deficient intelligence. *cries softly*
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Monday, August 09, 2004
Heart wrenching.
As mentioned, C was supposed to come over and return me my bag. I'd have liked a lunch meeting rather than her coming all the way down, but she claims she's busy.
So we were both online in the day. At 230pm I messaged her on msn, and at 430pm she finally replied (probably away or busy, as usual not surprising) she'll be driving over now. I didn't have much to do, other than play / feed the rabbit and clean the balcony, but I thought I'd do it after I've met her.
The handphone didn't ring. At 530pm I saw her nickname pop back online and I got stumped. She shouldn't be online, right. It took me a few minutes before I messaged her.
trent: you are there
C: heya
I was thinking "Wow you really talk as if nothing happened."
So I continued.
trent: was I misinformed?
trent: I thought you said you were coming a long time ago
C: eh
C: u din get my sms?
I didn't.
trent: no
C: oh!
C: hmm
C: sent u an sms
trent: that?
C: wat?
trent: I mean
trent: what's the sms about
C: tat i wld come later
C: dad will send me to xxx
C: along way drop by ur place
trent: ok
C: eh sorry ah
C: din noe u din get it
trent: yah I was waiting
trent: but let's blame it on the network then
C: hmmm
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As mentioned, C was supposed to come over and return me my bag. I'd have liked a lunch meeting rather than her coming all the way down, but she claims she's busy.
So we were both online in the day. At 230pm I messaged her on msn, and at 430pm she finally replied (probably away or busy, as usual not surprising) she'll be driving over now. I didn't have much to do, other than play / feed the rabbit and clean the balcony, but I thought I'd do it after I've met her.
The handphone didn't ring. At 530pm I saw her nickname pop back online and I got stumped. She shouldn't be online, right. It took me a few minutes before I messaged her.
trent: you are there
C: heya
I was thinking "Wow you really talk as if nothing happened."
So I continued.
trent: was I misinformed?
trent: I thought you said you were coming a long time ago
C: eh
C: u din get my sms?
I didn't.
trent: no
C: oh!
C: hmm
C: sent u an sms
trent: that?
C: wat?
trent: I mean
trent: what's the sms about
C: tat i wld come later
C: dad will send me to xxx
C: along way drop by ur place
trent: ok
C: eh sorry ah
C: din noe u din get it
trent: yah I was waiting
trent: but let's blame it on the network then
C: hmmm
I thought it would be nice had she messaged me about the issue when she came back online at 530pm.
trent: here's my advice
trent: if you come online, you can check back with the person ie me to see if I got it
There. I thought I put it very nicely.
C: ......
C: k
trent: get what I'm saying?
trent: else if I hadn't msged you here I would have just waited
C: u noe smtg
C: i tink
trent: nope what
C: we totally clash
C: and it makes me reali sad
trent: hah
C: im sorry i din check bac
C: then
trent: it used to make me sad
C: my fault
trent: very sad
trent: but now I'm ok
C: its always my fault
C: ur fault
trent: no
C: we take things too seriously
trent: it's not your fault
C: no trent
C: do u noe just now
C: i actually had this tot
trent:i'ts just how different people does differernt things
C: for the first time in my life
C: i dun wan to have any
C: thing to do with this eprson
C: coz he is always making me
C: feel bad abt myself
I got a little lost here.
trent: what do you mean
trent: me?
C: nm (means never mind)
trent: I'd listen if only people speak. (I thought she was talking halfway and then dropped out.)
C: ok
trent: hmm
trent: I wish you'd tell me
C: wat?
trent: about what you were saying?
C: huh
trent: about the 5 lines you typed above
C: i did tell u
C: dun understand
trent: could you clarify?
C: which part??
trent: who is it
trent: and why is he making you bad
C: referring to u
trent: oh.
After some minutes she replied she was leaving and seeme later.
I honestly didn't think it would be me. I really don't know what to say anymore.
It's 710pm and she finally came. She said something about thanks and I said hi to her dad.
And they left. A mere 10seconds after the car went to a halt.
It has been weeks since there were any episodes of this serial C but looks like we've gotten ourselves a teary finale here.
I'll go hug my rabbit now.
=(
Why.
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Phone.
My little telephone wasn't a mere paperweight today. I was using it for 3hours, with a friend.
Ok with a girl.
Oh my GARD. I have nothing to say regarding what's happening now.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
My little telephone wasn't a mere paperweight today. I was using it for 3hours, with a friend.
Ok with a girl.
Oh my GARD. I have nothing to say regarding what's happening now.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Saturday, August 07, 2004
?!?!?!
M: u wanna chat wif me if u bored juz call my hp lah k??
Here's what she actually wrote. For super sleuths you can go check out which girl writes like that and submit your guess report to me. Hahaha.
Wah. I feel like tying her up to a chair, shine a touch light in her face and ask her what's happening.
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M: u wanna chat wif me if u bored juz call my hp lah k??
Here's what she actually wrote. For super sleuths you can go check out which girl writes like that and submit your guess report to me. Hahaha.
Wah. I feel like tying her up to a chair, shine a touch light in her face and ask her what's happening.
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Friday, August 06, 2004
What's this?
I got this sms from M, the long lost friend I met outside parkmall. Why is it suddenly I have so many people in my life. I have to assign them codenames now.
One day I'll buy you a dozen roses and tie them in a bundle, and I'll put a plastic rose in the middle, then tell you our friendship ends the day the last rose whithers.
Ok other than the friends forever message transmitted from her, and that she's really putting in effort to keep in touch and show how much she treasures me, I find the message really dumb. It's very 'manufactured', like why would someone purposely put a plastic within the rest. And if it was me I'd have written 11 roses and the 12th as a plastic.
Ah what the heck again. But I really like the sms anyway, because I feel very loved. I don't know what's wrong with her (hahha ok that's not really nice to say of her) but I appreciate gestures and efforts made by my friends. And it's been really long since someone said / forwarded nice stuff to me.
It's as if someone above is writing a script and I'm the star.
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I got this sms from M, the long lost friend I met outside parkmall. Why is it suddenly I have so many people in my life. I have to assign them codenames now.
One day I'll buy you a dozen roses and tie them in a bundle, and I'll put a plastic rose in the middle, then tell you our friendship ends the day the last rose whithers.
Ok other than the friends forever message transmitted from her, and that she's really putting in effort to keep in touch and show how much she treasures me, I find the message really dumb. It's very 'manufactured', like why would someone purposely put a plastic within the rest. And if it was me I'd have written 11 roses and the 12th as a plastic.
Ah what the heck again. But I really like the sms anyway, because I feel very loved. I don't know what's wrong with her (hahha ok that's not really nice to say of her) but I appreciate gestures and efforts made by my friends. And it's been really long since someone said / forwarded nice stuff to me.
It's as if someone above is writing a script and I'm the star.
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Brotherhood.
Ahhh.
I've finally caught it.
It's good. Any show with a war theme is always good. And the elder brother has such admirable acting skills. And the decision making for war and friendship, amongst the circle of brotherhood is a debatable idealogy well portrayed in the film.
War is a terrible thing. When it comes. People change. Their mentalities change. You don't feel as if you recognise them anymore. It's scary.
Singapore is a safe place. So far so good. People really take Singapore's safe streets and region for granted. Cut this short. Let us all pray for peace today. That we wake up every morning seeing our loved ones.
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Ahhh.
I've finally caught it.
It's good. Any show with a war theme is always good. And the elder brother has such admirable acting skills. And the decision making for war and friendship, amongst the circle of brotherhood is a debatable idealogy well portrayed in the film.
War is a terrible thing. When it comes. People change. Their mentalities change. You don't feel as if you recognise them anymore. It's scary.
Singapore is a safe place. So far so good. People really take Singapore's safe streets and region for granted. Cut this short. Let us all pray for peace today. That we wake up every morning seeing our loved ones.
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Crestfallen.
I mentioned earlier about the girl whom I thought didn't really show much interest in knowing me. Here's a little msn convo:
I say: don't you feel that
I say: you have told me alot about you
I says: yet you don't really know much about me
she says: exactly
she: you give me the impression
she says: you don't really wanna talk
I say: huh
she: and it seems talking makes u sad
she says: so i thought ok lor
Save me.
*stupid blogger supposed to publish this at around 1am but it refused.*
triggering Mr Ng HS |
I mentioned earlier about the girl whom I thought didn't really show much interest in knowing me. Here's a little msn convo:
I say: don't you feel that
I say: you have told me alot about you
I says: yet you don't really know much about me
she says: exactly
she: you give me the impression
she says: you don't really wanna talk
I say: huh
she: and it seems talking makes u sad
she says: so i thought ok lor
Save me.
*stupid blogger supposed to publish this at around 1am but it refused.*
triggering Mr Ng HS |
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Feeding time.
It's been long since I've felt so full.
I had rice, pork, half an egg, a beancurd, some vege, and two rolls of sliced popiah. I didn't even finish half the rice, so that I could finish the popiah. I love popiah.
I was so hungry today. I wanted to have a meal for brunch (11am, which was when I woke today), instead of the usual bread / noodles, but I was too lazy to go to the hawker centre to buy something, and since mum said I shouldn't eat so much of instant noodles, I had 4 pieces of bread, and a warm cup of hot chocolate.
I got hungry by 5pm, and felt too weak to run. Heh. So I did the usual chores and took a nice shower. And ate. And here I am now.
~
And I found out today that the time has come again for some
FANTASY FOOTBALL!!!!!
Yes, the game that I've been hooked on every year since my JC days is back for the new season!
I always do well in it because
1) I like football.
2) I spend a lot of time watching football.
3) I spend a lot of time looking at football sites. (Not this holidays though. But I'm sure I'll get on track soon enough.)
4) I spend a lot of time online. I really do.
It's another season already!
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It's been long since I've felt so full.
I had rice, pork, half an egg, a beancurd, some vege, and two rolls of sliced popiah. I didn't even finish half the rice, so that I could finish the popiah. I love popiah.
I was so hungry today. I wanted to have a meal for brunch (11am, which was when I woke today), instead of the usual bread / noodles, but I was too lazy to go to the hawker centre to buy something, and since mum said I shouldn't eat so much of instant noodles, I had 4 pieces of bread, and a warm cup of hot chocolate.
I got hungry by 5pm, and felt too weak to run. Heh. So I did the usual chores and took a nice shower. And ate. And here I am now.
~
And I found out today that the time has come again for some
FANTASY FOOTBALL!!!!!
Yes, the game that I've been hooked on every year since my JC days is back for the new season!
I always do well in it because
1) I like football.
2) I spend a lot of time watching football.
3) I spend a lot of time looking at football sites. (Not this holidays though. But I'm sure I'll get on track soon enough.)
4) I spend a lot of time online. I really do.
It's another season already!
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16hours out of the house. part deux.
Had to leave, because I had a date, you know, the same one I saw the dumb dagger show with. We were watching "the village" that evening.
We ate macdonalds, and they have implemented this EZ-link system where you get 5points for every $1 spent and the points accumulated can be used to redeem burgers and stuff. Once you sign up for FREE you immediately get 500points on the spot. A free burger will about 300+ points. They will merge will MANGO, world of spots and other fashion outlets soon enough. So you have more choices of what gifts to redeem.
Any macdonalds top officials reading this, please contact me at the email address to your left, I know you're grateful for this advertisement and desperately want to send me a cheque.
"The Village" was great. Not your average horror show, but very interesting, and lots to think about post show. If the timid you ask me if this movie will give you nightmares, it wouldn't. You gotta trust me on that. And watch it, before idiots watch it and give away the plot.
So Mr M. Night Shyamalan, thanks for the cheque too. =)
After the movie, we went to sit by the river in the vacinity of the esplanade. What, is that the Singapore river? It's my first time there. I love it. I hate the dark, but I love the night, with wind brushing against your face, stars gleaming from the sky, waves greeting the shore, and best of all, good music streaming from the background (a little of a amusement park set up).
And we sat down by the rocks and we talked an hour plus.
Or rather, she talked most of the time. She really has many things to talk about. Her past jobs experiences, friends, family, relatives, school memories. Listening to her, I can't help but feel I'm a little below par. Our carefree and cheerful personalities means we can have fun together, but I think we are really different.
I've gone out with her twice, and talked to her most days online. She always has things to share, and is always smiling. Sometimes I feel as if I don't even have things to say. Me! Nothing to say! It's like I think whatever I'm gonna say wouldn't interest her, so most of the time I listen more than I talk. I did ask her yesterday. I asked "How come when people ask you something, you don't ask them back the same thing." She said if people wanna tell her, they will, and she doesn't have to ask.
Makes sense? A little. But the oversensitive me thinks she's not interested in my life. Really my life isn't interesting, but that's besides the point. I'm someone who opens up easily, but with her I don't talk much about my personal stuff. I said before, it's as if I'm afraid she will treat it as peanuts. Yes, talking about our lives isn't competing whose life is more colourful or exciting, but I feel inferior already. Can't help it. At the 'beach' she was saying she was there one year for countdown, and told me all about it. I couldn't help but laugh at myself thinking where I was when the clock struck 12. Right. In front of the computer. We then walked past the bridge (whatever name) with all the beautiful bougainvillea (I think that's the name) and she mentioned she used to take alot of photos there with the flowers. And I was thinking well this is my first time. I also wanted to go down the steps to take a look at the merlion but it was late and she was afraid there was no transport for me, of which I don't really care. I don't like to go home. Once I'm home I on the desktop and that's that.
I digress. Was mentioning this girl is really nice to be with, but while she tells me a lot of stuff about her, she doesn't seem to be that interested in what I have to say about my own. But other than my inner thoughts, I really like talking and being with her. I haven't asked her out again though, because knowing myself I might fall in love easily, and I don't want that to happen. I picture my mum telling me to find someone with about the same academic, family and financial background. I find myself analysing the girl to see if she meets these 'pre-requisites'. For shite's sake it's my future not my mum's. But I'm the future for my mum.
Hahaha. Confused?? Welcome to the club.
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Had to leave, because I had a date, you know, the same one I saw the dumb dagger show with. We were watching "the village" that evening.
We ate macdonalds, and they have implemented this EZ-link system where you get 5points for every $1 spent and the points accumulated can be used to redeem burgers and stuff. Once you sign up for FREE you immediately get 500points on the spot. A free burger will about 300+ points. They will merge will MANGO, world of spots and other fashion outlets soon enough. So you have more choices of what gifts to redeem.
Any macdonalds top officials reading this, please contact me at the email address to your left, I know you're grateful for this advertisement and desperately want to send me a cheque.
"The Village" was great. Not your average horror show, but very interesting, and lots to think about post show. If the timid you ask me if this movie will give you nightmares, it wouldn't. You gotta trust me on that. And watch it, before idiots watch it and give away the plot.
So Mr M. Night Shyamalan, thanks for the cheque too. =)
After the movie, we went to sit by the river in the vacinity of the esplanade. What, is that the Singapore river? It's my first time there. I love it. I hate the dark, but I love the night, with wind brushing against your face, stars gleaming from the sky, waves greeting the shore, and best of all, good music streaming from the background (a little of a amusement park set up).
And we sat down by the rocks and we talked an hour plus.
Or rather, she talked most of the time. She really has many things to talk about. Her past jobs experiences, friends, family, relatives, school memories. Listening to her, I can't help but feel I'm a little below par. Our carefree and cheerful personalities means we can have fun together, but I think we are really different.
I've gone out with her twice, and talked to her most days online. She always has things to share, and is always smiling. Sometimes I feel as if I don't even have things to say. Me! Nothing to say! It's like I think whatever I'm gonna say wouldn't interest her, so most of the time I listen more than I talk. I did ask her yesterday. I asked "How come when people ask you something, you don't ask them back the same thing." She said if people wanna tell her, they will, and she doesn't have to ask.
Makes sense? A little. But the oversensitive me thinks she's not interested in my life. Really my life isn't interesting, but that's besides the point. I'm someone who opens up easily, but with her I don't talk much about my personal stuff. I said before, it's as if I'm afraid she will treat it as peanuts. Yes, talking about our lives isn't competing whose life is more colourful or exciting, but I feel inferior already. Can't help it. At the 'beach' she was saying she was there one year for countdown, and told me all about it. I couldn't help but laugh at myself thinking where I was when the clock struck 12. Right. In front of the computer. We then walked past the bridge (whatever name) with all the beautiful bougainvillea (I think that's the name) and she mentioned she used to take alot of photos there with the flowers. And I was thinking well this is my first time. I also wanted to go down the steps to take a look at the merlion but it was late and she was afraid there was no transport for me, of which I don't really care. I don't like to go home. Once I'm home I on the desktop and that's that.
I digress. Was mentioning this girl is really nice to be with, but while she tells me a lot of stuff about her, she doesn't seem to be that interested in what I have to say about my own. But other than my inner thoughts, I really like talking and being with her. I haven't asked her out again though, because knowing myself I might fall in love easily, and I don't want that to happen. I picture my mum telling me to find someone with about the same academic, family and financial background. I find myself analysing the girl to see if she meets these 'pre-requisites'. For shite's sake it's my future not my mum's. But I'm the future for my mum.
Hahaha. Confused?? Welcome to the club.
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16hours out of the house. part one.
Wednesday was happening enough, no doubt about it.
Left the house for school as our mentoring group had to finalise the meeting proposal to submit to our head by friday. On the way picked up the birthday cake I ordered because one of our members had her 21st birthday on the sunday a few days ago.
As usual, the girls were late.
...
So after the cake eating and photo taking we cleared up and proceeded to the central library discussion room.
The NUS central library is beautiful, after renovation. In fact, Singapore tourism board should promote it as a tourist attraction on weekends. I think the administration wants to attract us students to camp inside and study. It's really breath taking, for a freaking library!
The helpless me was then unanimously nominated as the IC. It's either 'cos I'm friendly and sociable, or 'cos I'm easily bullied and say yes too easily, or maybe an element of both. It's like all of them against one of me. Talk about an unilateral decision when it comes to me being outnumbered.
But it's ok, because I'm confident I can do it.
So we got things settled and went for lunch. Lunch was good, because the company was good. We parted, but some of us left for town, and we hung out at this crepes and cream cafe within the city link. I spoke to the waitress (middle aged woman) comfortably and she said I had a sweet tongue, and told my friends not to be cheated by me!
What the hell. Hahaha. But this is nothing compared to the time when I was in the army and I was friends with all the aunties and uncles in the cookhouse. I kid you not.
We then talked about the usual things, of relationships, of families and friends, of fun and school. And it was time for me to go.
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Wednesday was happening enough, no doubt about it.
Left the house for school as our mentoring group had to finalise the meeting proposal to submit to our head by friday. On the way picked up the birthday cake I ordered because one of our members had her 21st birthday on the sunday a few days ago.
As usual, the girls were late.
...
So after the cake eating and photo taking we cleared up and proceeded to the central library discussion room.
The NUS central library is beautiful, after renovation. In fact, Singapore tourism board should promote it as a tourist attraction on weekends. I think the administration wants to attract us students to camp inside and study. It's really breath taking, for a freaking library!
The helpless me was then unanimously nominated as the IC. It's either 'cos I'm friendly and sociable, or 'cos I'm easily bullied and say yes too easily, or maybe an element of both. It's like all of them against one of me. Talk about an unilateral decision when it comes to me being outnumbered.
But it's ok, because I'm confident I can do it.
So we got things settled and went for lunch. Lunch was good, because the company was good. We parted, but some of us left for town, and we hung out at this crepes and cream cafe within the city link. I spoke to the waitress (middle aged woman) comfortably and she said I had a sweet tongue, and told my friends not to be cheated by me!
What the hell. Hahaha. But this is nothing compared to the time when I was in the army and I was friends with all the aunties and uncles in the cookhouse. I kid you not.
We then talked about the usual things, of relationships, of families and friends, of fun and school. And it was time for me to go.
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Tuesday, August 03, 2004
Trip down memory lane.
Had a dinner with my ex-gf, the one I was with for 35months a few years ago.
She's still the same, perhaps even slimmer. Girls nowadays. You'd think they eat grass for lunch.
It was also the first time we met up with each other since we broke up. I recall meeting once in a group but I was still terribly depressed (and some anger I admit) over the whole issue so I did not speak to her then. But today, as both of us have matured (critics will point to me saying it's me who has matured because she's the same), we both realised that we can be good friends, hence a dinner.
Here's my original plan:
Get her a flower. Stay determined on the plan.
I then asked around and the general consensus was the only florist nearby was the one above orchard mrt, and for those of you who don't know my bashfulness with flowers, there's no way I'll carry one and walk from orchard mrt till far east. So I failed in my determination, something which I thought will persist and allow me to get those flowers. I then went far east to get her a little handphone chain with a doggy symbol. She likes dogs.
She then apologised for not having prepared a gift but of course no worries there. We had nice noodles but the waiters and waitresses kept shouting some japanese lingo upon customers' entrances and it's so irritating.
Irritating.
So we talked about the usual stuff and reminisced a little. And it was time to leave. On the way to the train station I asked why didn't the bf wait for her usually after work to go home together, since he finishes work earlier and they both stay in the east. She wilfully replied if only he's so nice. I then did something I now reflect as a bastard thing to do. I told her if it was me I'd have waited for her everyday to dismiss from work and go home together. And she said "I also think you'd."
That was nice of her.
But I think I shouldn't have said what I said. What I said has no link whatsoever, and serves no purpose. I wasn't looking for any particular reply. But no big deal here.
I also volunteered to send her home because I seldom did that when we were together, but she said her bf (the doctor) was waiting at the orchard mrt already. So we got there and I shook hands with him and I left.
On the bus back I thought of the memories and had to control myself from tearing.
Those were nice days.
She said she quarreled with her bf last night. And just now was the first time they are seeing each other since the fight.
I then smsed her something like "Didn't finish what I wanted to say. Wanted to tell you that I hope to be your best and only ex-bf. Cherish what you have with him."
She replied that's sweet and she had a good time. And that it's her turn to treat dinner the next time.
I had a good time too.
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Had a dinner with my ex-gf, the one I was with for 35months a few years ago.
She's still the same, perhaps even slimmer. Girls nowadays. You'd think they eat grass for lunch.
It was also the first time we met up with each other since we broke up. I recall meeting once in a group but I was still terribly depressed (and some anger I admit) over the whole issue so I did not speak to her then. But today, as both of us have matured (critics will point to me saying it's me who has matured because she's the same), we both realised that we can be good friends, hence a dinner.
Here's my original plan:
Get her a flower. Stay determined on the plan.
I then asked around and the general consensus was the only florist nearby was the one above orchard mrt, and for those of you who don't know my bashfulness with flowers, there's no way I'll carry one and walk from orchard mrt till far east. So I failed in my determination, something which I thought will persist and allow me to get those flowers. I then went far east to get her a little handphone chain with a doggy symbol. She likes dogs.
She then apologised for not having prepared a gift but of course no worries there. We had nice noodles but the waiters and waitresses kept shouting some japanese lingo upon customers' entrances and it's so irritating.
Irritating.
So we talked about the usual stuff and reminisced a little. And it was time to leave. On the way to the train station I asked why didn't the bf wait for her usually after work to go home together, since he finishes work earlier and they both stay in the east. She wilfully replied if only he's so nice. I then did something I now reflect as a bastard thing to do. I told her if it was me I'd have waited for her everyday to dismiss from work and go home together. And she said "I also think you'd."
That was nice of her.
But I think I shouldn't have said what I said. What I said has no link whatsoever, and serves no purpose. I wasn't looking for any particular reply. But no big deal here.
I also volunteered to send her home because I seldom did that when we were together, but she said her bf (the doctor) was waiting at the orchard mrt already. So we got there and I shook hands with him and I left.
On the bus back I thought of the memories and had to control myself from tearing.
Those were nice days.
She said she quarreled with her bf last night. And just now was the first time they are seeing each other since the fight.
I then smsed her something like "Didn't finish what I wanted to say. Wanted to tell you that I hope to be your best and only ex-bf. Cherish what you have with him."
She replied that's sweet and she had a good time. And that it's her turn to treat dinner the next time.
I had a good time too.
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Trent's little day out.
I mentioned that I was gonna watch this "house of flying daggers" (十面埋伏） movie, which I did. Contrary to popular belief and personal doubt, I enjoyed the movie, because the movie is a comedy, and I like comedies.
What? It's not a comedy??? Then how do you explain all the stupid conversations, hilarious plot and best of all state-of-the-humour fighting sequences. And how those people can carve out bamboo sticks to throw at our heroes while flying in mid air.
Ok for those who have not watched it you might not understand, but really it's a nice movie to watch, especially the sceneries are simply breathtaking. My particular one was the snow scene because it's a scenario I have not witnessed before with my bare eyes.
And I was controlling myself not to laugh during the movie, and my friend who was sitting beside me was giving me that stare. HAHA. Come on, it was really hilarious! The cinema didn't laugh much either. I have another friend who watched it and laughed till her jaws drop. We conclude it's our skewed sense of humour doing the job.
I have to mention the soundtrack's pretty decent too. The songs were depressing and inspiring at the same time, most suitable for the movie sequence.
Before the show we went to eat at the glutton square. I saw it on tv once and now I've finally been there. Heard it was supposed to be just for the food festival but has now been extended till feb 2005. It's good, just that the queues are freaking long, and people still freaking queue for them. Food really means something to Singaporeans.
Got home only about 1am. Woo. It's a rare sight looking at the mrt staff shutting down the station. How rare is that.
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I mentioned that I was gonna watch this "house of flying daggers" (十面埋伏） movie, which I did. Contrary to popular belief and personal doubt, I enjoyed the movie, because the movie is a comedy, and I like comedies.
What? It's not a comedy??? Then how do you explain all the stupid conversations, hilarious plot and best of all state-of-the-humour fighting sequences. And how those people can carve out bamboo sticks to throw at our heroes while flying in mid air.
Ok for those who have not watched it you might not understand, but really it's a nice movie to watch, especially the sceneries are simply breathtaking. My particular one was the snow scene because it's a scenario I have not witnessed before with my bare eyes.
And I was controlling myself not to laugh during the movie, and my friend who was sitting beside me was giving me that stare. HAHA. Come on, it was really hilarious! The cinema didn't laugh much either. I have another friend who watched it and laughed till her jaws drop. We conclude it's our skewed sense of humour doing the job.
I have to mention the soundtrack's pretty decent too. The songs were depressing and inspiring at the same time, most suitable for the movie sequence.
Before the show we went to eat at the glutton square. I saw it on tv once and now I've finally been there. Heard it was supposed to be just for the food festival but has now been extended till feb 2005. It's good, just that the queues are freaking long, and people still freaking queue for them. Food really means something to Singaporeans.
Got home only about 1am. Woo. It's a rare sight looking at the mrt staff shutting down the station. How rare is that.
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Monday, August 02, 2004
GROUNDBREAKING NEWS.
I'm going out to watch some stupid gu zhuang xi (period movie) tomorrow.
With someone. =p
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I'm going out to watch some stupid gu zhuang xi (period movie) tomorrow.
With someone. =p
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Sunday, August 01, 2004
Not so suddenly.
My friend smsed me that her mother told her to be home tonight by 10pm, so we will have to meet another time..
Hmmm...the mystery continues.
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My friend smsed me that her mother told her to be home tonight by 10pm, so we will have to meet another time..
Hmmm...the mystery continues.
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The teacher's student.
It so happens that one of my group mates is my mother's student. One of her favourite students. Her favourite teacher.
At first I was kinda excited because what were the odds for that! But then she started talking about me and my family, based on what my mum told her during lesson time. It's with good intentions, but I felt a little awkward and unease somewhat. It's like someone knows so much about me and yet I only know her name. I also don't like the idea of my family knowing what I do outside the house. It's not as if I kill people or set houses on fire (direct translation), but I just wanna live on my own outside.
When I got home from the camp I decided not to tell my mum about the coincidental meeting with her student.
This group mate had a presentation ceremony yesterday afternoon, and my mum was invited because she was her favourite teacher. She didn't tell my mum we knew each other either.
This afternoon at lunch my mother asked if I know this girl called xxx, that she signed up for the same mentoring programme as me and is taking this major in NUS. I conveniently ignored her as I brought my plates to the kitchen to wash.
Watch this space for future developments.
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It so happens that one of my group mates is my mother's student. One of her favourite students. Her favourite teacher.
At first I was kinda excited because what were the odds for that! But then she started talking about me and my family, based on what my mum told her during lesson time. It's with good intentions, but I felt a little awkward and unease somewhat. It's like someone knows so much about me and yet I only know her name. I also don't like the idea of my family knowing what I do outside the house. It's not as if I kill people or set houses on fire (direct translation), but I just wanna live on my own outside.
When I got home from the camp I decided not to tell my mum about the coincidental meeting with her student.
This group mate had a presentation ceremony yesterday afternoon, and my mum was invited because she was her favourite teacher. She didn't tell my mum we knew each other either.
This afternoon at lunch my mother asked if I know this girl called xxx, that she signed up for the same mentoring programme as me and is taking this major in NUS. I conveniently ignored her as I brought my plates to the kitchen to wash.
Watch this space for future developments.
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A little less suddenly.
The girl asked me to meet for dinner tonight when her volleyball session ends around 9pm.
I don't know what's the rush, and I don't understand the enthusiasm coming out from her. It's a little late considering the meeting place is very far from here, but I agreed anyway.
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The girl asked me to meet for dinner tonight when her volleyball session ends around 9pm.
I don't know what's the rush, and I don't understand the enthusiasm coming out from her. It's a little late considering the meeting place is very far from here, but I agreed anyway.
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Sorry about the font. I'm facing some difficulties adjusting it. Shall figure it out soon.
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