Monday, December 26, 2005

Boxing Night

[Quote of the post] "Things are only complicated when you complicate them." -KW [Song of the post] Finale B - RentAnother Christmas; another year.

I had thought of a lot of things to write here, but I seem to have missed out the beginning. So I'll just go into it. Here's my Christmas haul this year:
  1. Computer version of the Gameboy version of the Pokemon TCG from JX. (Thank you!)
  2. Offer to give a deck or two of Pokemon TCG from KW (Thank you!)
  3. Offer to give me a dolphin plushie from KW. (Thank you!)
  4. Offer to go watch Narnia from ZQ. (Thank you!)
  5. An e-card from Daniel. (Thank you!)
  6. A Christmas Ang Pao from my aunt. (Thank you!)
  7. A notepad from JK. (Thank you!)
  8. Chocolates from an aunt. (Thank you!)
  9. Chocolates from a cousin. (Thank you!)
  10. Chococlates from another cousin. I'm not sure if it includes the calendar, but I'll count it.(Thank you!)
  11. Hieloglyphic ruler and papyrus bookmark from Egypt from an aunt. (Thank you!)
  12. An IOU for a present from an aunt. (Thank you...!)

Quite a haul, huh? Considering that #7, #8 and #9 were for the whole family, I think the only wrapping paper I tore this year was from JK's present. But that's nothing, NOTHING compared to my give-away list.

My Christmas give-away list this year:

  1. Absolutely nothing.

After intending to give everyone a scan, after working about a week on it, after spending hours with my mom looking for a printer-scanner-photocopier, I didn't do it. I still don't have a scanner. The TNN group pic is still lying on my table. My friends still don't have their Christmas present.

What a fun holiday it has been, huh? What with the parties, and the tuition, and the Chinese homework... so fun! I don't remember Christmas being this... enjoyable...!
Oh, and school's starting in a week. But, hey! Look on the bright side! There's still one whole week left! Oh, but three days have been taken up by a prefect's camp, so that leaves about four. Oh, wait, tomorrow you've got an FPS meeting until 2.30pm, then you've got to go cut your hair, take a passport photo, finish your Chinese homework... so that leaves... how many? Oh, but you may be incapacitated on Saturday after your camp. So it's just Sunday and Monday! Oh, but Sunday you'll wake up late, go to your grandparents' house, stay out until past dinner time, come home and waste your night on the computer, so that just leaves Monday I guess. Oh, but Monday you have to pack for school, father will be complaining about how you haven't read your school books, mother will be nagging about your school shorts being too... short... and you won't be able to enjoy anything because of the load of responsibilities on your back. What about today? Oh, today... indisposed by a horrible itchy nose, tuition in the morning, father's friend's place for lunch... Narnia before dinner... hey! Narnia! That's fun! Yeah! So, two glorius hours of Narnia! Whee!


Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market-place, and cried incessantly: "I am looking for Christmas! I am looking for Christmas!" As many of those who did believed in Christmas shopping were standing together there, he excited considerable laughter. Have you lost it, then? said one. Did it lose its way? said another. Or is it hiding? Is it afraid of us? Has it gone on a voyage? or emigrated? Thus they shouted and laughed. The madman sprang into their midst and pierced them with his glances. "Where has Christmas gone?" he cried.

"I shall tell you. We have killed it - you and I. We are its murderers. But how have we done this? How were we able to cut down the tree? Who gave us the expenses to wipe out the entire holiday? What did we do when we untied the lights from the tree? Whether is it blinking now? Whether we are giving now? Away from all holidays? Are we not perpetually taking? Backward, sideward, forward, from all directions? Is there any give and take left? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of the winter's wind? Has it not become colder? Is it not more and more night coming on all the time? Must not lanterns be lit in the morning? Do we not hear anything yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying Christmas? Do we not smell anything yet of Christmas's decomposition? Holidays too decompose. Christmas is dead. Christmas remains dead. And we have killed it. How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet celebrated has bled to death under our economy. Who will wipe this blood off us? With what water could we purify ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we need to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we not ourselves become gods simply to be worthy of it? There has never been a greater holiday; and whosoever shall be born after us - for the sake of this holiday he shall be part of a higher history than all history hitherto." -Adapted from Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science 108, taken from Herrick's blog.


I'm not Christian; I wouldn't appreciate this holiday as much as Christians do. But the past few years, I knew that it was a special day. It was a day of feasting, of good food, of much travel. But best of all, on Christmas day, the first thing in the morning, the wrapping paper would fly, and shouts of glee as another toy or game was unwrapped for the first time. It would be a happy time, a happy day. Not this year.

Only one present I had this year was wrapped; two if you count Zipped folders. Christmas never felt so... cold and empty. This year for Christmas, we had a party at our new house, and all our aunts came, and at night we went to my cousin's place. In all, we went to four parties this holiday season, and I've had enough ham and beef to last me till next Christmas.

I cried on Christmas night. Cried. Not all-out tears, just uncontrollable sobbing, like if you eat eight cherries supplied from that nice little old lady who lives in the cave with her raven and talking cate on a Murderous Maths cake to teach fractions. I realised the reason I haven't gotten presents this Christmas is because I've been a naughty boy. Naughty enough to be cut from the nice list. I've got a week to be angsty; I'm going to make full use of it.

Picture this. You're in your room, changing your bedsheets, irritated because your nose is all itchy, and you know that your parents are in their room ripping open their presents while you're changing dusty bedsheets with a sensitive nose. You know you could have gotten at least one present if you'd just told your uncle what you wanted when he called, but you were being nice and said that it was okay and that you didn't need anything.

I hate getting older. Time slips by so fast. So much more is required of you. My aunt suggested getting us (my brother and I) a chess clock. Or getting me a shaver. When your body gets older, but your heart and mind stay 14 for life, this sort of thing happens to you.

I'm really sorry if this is spoiling your Christmas or your holidays or whatever. You can just just click the X on the corner and stop. I didn't expect you to get all the way here anyways.

I can guess what you're thinking right now. You're thinking that I'm a insensitive, ungrateful jerk who doesn't appriciate the gifts given to him. He's not a tsunami victim; he doesn't have cancer with a year left to live; he isn't on the frontlines where could be killed any minute. And you know what? I'm thinking the exact same thing. I'm kinda like a mental dipsomaniac; I see the character flaws in others, and realize I have the same character flaws as well. Would you believe me if I said I'm the way I am now because I have no companionship? No church friends, no sport friends... my bro isn't like Demel's... no one who shares the same interests as me in my class... no one that I can talk to freely... no one who understands me...


It was a side to Terry I thought I'd never seen... until I realized I had for years without realizing it. There was a chink in his perfection... and in my eyes, in that moment, it was the Grand Canyon. Terry's an incredibly disciplined man. He'd have to be to achieve so much. But his perfection always leads him into the same mistake. He expects everyone else to live up to the same high standards of fairness he imposes on himself - and when they don't - it eats him alive. Terry's so far above us, his wisdom is astounding. While the rest of us get bogged down in grays, he perceives the most complex philosophical problems with black and white clarity. That's his blessing... and his demon. He won't accept the fact that-

"It's not a black and white world anymore, Terry. Those men in there aren't evil. They're just doing what they feel they have to do towards a greater good. Times are changing. Right, wrong... I don't like it, but suppose they get even harder to define in the days to come? Are you enough of a hero to allow for that... but not to let it stop you? Learn from this, Terry. starting from today, you can be either an enforcer... or an example. One will tear you down... but the other will make you a ledgend." -The Flash, The Justice Society Returns, National Comics, DC Comics Publications.


You would probably say that I'm not looking on the brighter side of life. I'm a cynic. I've lsot hope. A funny thing, hope. I am of the belief that all forms of sadness originate from fallen hopes. You're disappointed on Christmas when you don't receive any presents because you hoped to have many presents. You're crestfallen when you fail a exam because you hoped to score high. You're heartbroken when you split up with your date becauase you hoped to have a strong realtionship. You're suicidal when you fail in life because you know that your hopes, your dreams, as well as your parents', have all dashed against the rocks. When you have high hopes, 9 out of ten times, it will come crashing down. What goes up, must come down. A funny thing, hope.

I hope you all are enjoying your holidays, wherever you are. I don't suppose I have much holiday left to enjoy, but there you go.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

The Christmas Wish

[Quote of the post] Wouldn't Christmas each day be the coolest of all... - Timmy Turner, Fairly Oddparents
[Song of the post] Finale B - Rent

Not long from now on a cold winter’s night,
When the ground was covered in frigid hard white,
The Spirit of Christmas decided, this year,
That this special holiday should disappear.

The people of Earth no longer deserved
To celebrate Christmas, the Spirit observed.
In the past dozen years the spirit of Christmas,
Had become a commercial business,

Where the Santas were shaven and wore business suits,
Carried big budget laptops and wore black leather boots.
Reindeer only flew when they flew off the shelves,
And machines took over the jobs of the elves.

And worst of all, even worse than the sales,
Worse than the eggnog and the cards-in-emails,
That the gift of giving was gone from the present,
Which made Christmas all the more that unpleasant.

So Christmas was now a day of consumers,
Of shopping, of gorging, of dressed-up costumers.
The true meaning of Christmas had gone from the land,
And so, said the Spirit, the custom should end.

But the Spirit of Christmas was giving and kind,
And so he could quit with a firm peace of mind;
He gave mankind one single last chance
To save themselves from this world of finance.

He took off from the North Pole and circled the globe,
To scour the land, to search and to probe,
For mankind’s last chance, where the spirit of giving
Was still valued higher than the standard of living.

From house to house, cross-country, he went
To examine the reach of money’s extent.
But whatever he saw, he saw with dismay,
It seemed Christmas had slid from their hearts like a sleigh.

In every house was a similar theme
Which dealt a serious blow to his esteem.
The children weren’t playing under the Christmas tree;
They weren’t there, not where they should be;

Instead they were staring into their TVs,
At their computers, or on X-Box 360s.
Wherever he went, the rich or the poor,
Christmas was gone from their hearts for sure.

“Mankind should not have such a wonderful day;
I shall see to it that it’s taken away.
Hang on, okay, just one more last home,
One last chance, before Christmas is swept to the twilight zone.”

The Spirit of Christmas entered the house.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
And then he spotted, under the tree,
A small little boy, laughing with glee.

The Spirit thought, this could be mankind’s last hope.
If this one fails, I don’t think I’ll cope.
So the Spirit of Christmas asks the boy,
“What made you laugh? A new sort of toy?”

“No,” says the child, still laughing with joy,
“It’s the star right on top I really enjoy.
What brought it up there must have been swift;
It doesn’t matter I only got one Christmas gift.

As long as that star shines on top of my tree,
That alone is gift enough for me.”
And it was then that the Christmas Spirit,
Knew that he had found the nail’s head – and hit it.

So he explained to the boy who he really was,
And when he was finished there was a long pause.
“You mean I get one wish, free of charge?”
“Yes,” said the Spirit, “How small or how large?”

What would you do if you had one wish for Christmas? One single wish, "...and x-nay on the wishing for more wishes." - Genie, Disney's Aladdin. What would you wish for? Will you wish for something on your Christmas wish list? Or will you wish for something for your family members or your special friend? Will you wish your boss would disappear, or that your boss could have the best retirement of his life? WIll you wish that you took over the world? Or will you wish for the world to be a better place?

What will you do if you had one wish for Christmas? Think about it. And, if you have a blog and are reading this, I tag you to answer this question. It's not a meme. Just answer the question as truthfully as possible.

I don't know why I put my Christmas wishlist on my blog. Now, despite the postscript, people are trying to give me stuff. Although I don't really mind, I just don't feel right. Just because I post my Christmas wishlist online, I get my Christmas dreams fulfilled? What makes me so special? And I... with my small gifts... how can I compare?

Thanks to all the people who sent me gifts already: JX, KW and ZQ. Thank you so much. I never realised that some of my friends would do this for me. I never realised that some of my Christmas wishlist could be fulfilled. Thank you.

Rememer, answer the question. What would you do with one wish on Christmas?

The boy thought for a moment, then made up his mind.
“Christmas,” he said, “if you’d be so kind
As to give this chance to my family and friends,
For each one wish for what they intend.”

The Spirit was shocked, confounded and stunned.
“Wouldn’t you like to have something more fun?
Something for yourself, perhaps,
Army toy soldiers, or that thing with the flaps?”

“Thank you so much, but it’s really okay,
I never had many toys to play anyway.
But this one special wish, for anything I want;
I can’t keep it all to myself; I can’t.

So by giving one wish to my family and friends,
I’m passing it on, and hoping it won’t have an end.”
And so Christmas was saved, and I hope you will learn
That giving is not something that you have to earn.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Christmas day is here once more...

[Quote of the post] Forget regret or life is yours to miss. - Rent
[Song of the post] I wish everyday could be Christmas - Fairly Oddparents

Wow... it's a long time since I blogged... but now I have stuff to talk about.

Went to Boey's house today... quite fun... played Pokemon cards again with Kev... he's getting me hooked back on the game. I wish I could find the computer version of the gameboy version of the TCG. *sigh* Boey has all these old games which, although outdated an still pixellated, still are quite fun. I also found it weird that, all the other times I couldn't stay late for any gathering, and this time I was the last person to leave. It's just... weird.

Brought my TNN pic to Boey's house. The title is still not coloured, so I guess it didn't have the impact I intended. Still, no stupendously overwhelming reactions from KW or Zhang (which I expected) or Boey or Peter or Weihua (which I did not)... which means I failed in five out of twenty-seven. *sigh* And browsing Popular with "How to Draw Manga" is not improving my spirits at all.

Oh, my mom borrowed a The Justice Society of America compilation and I just finished it today. The art is mind-boggling (and another blow to my ego) but the storyline is fantastic. It's surely from the Silver Age of DC comics. And I know who Mr. Terrific is now, Gid. Ha. And I've got ideas for TNN now. AND ARGH THERE'S ONLY TWO WEEKS KEFT AND I'M STILL NOT DONE! *sigh*

I feel so... *sigh*... Christmas is coming... which means holidays are ending... camp is drawing closer... and TNN is far from finished...

I don't know why, but I've made a Christmas wish-list. Not like I'm going to get more than 1% of this list fulfilled, but here goes:

  1. A toy. I haven't gotten one since I was P5. I've been getting books and ang paos because when you get older that's the stuff you get for Christmas. *sigh*
  2. A Vs. System starter deck.
  3. A couple of Vs. System booster packs.
  4. A scanner.
  5. A PS2, so I can get
  6. X-Men Legends II: Rise of Apocalpse, and
  7. Marvel vs. Capcom II.
  8. The computer version of the Gameboy version of the Pokemon TCG.
  9. A deck of Pokemon TCG.
  10. Better art skills. This is obviously something I won't be getting this Christmas.
  11. Better writing skills. This is obviously something else I won't be getting this Christmas.
  12. The Chronicles of Narnia.
  13. A ticket to the movie The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe.
  14. Snow.
  15. A cute little dolphin plushie.
  16. An Acara. o_O
  17. A cat. O_O Or a kitten. O_O
  18. My MSN 7.5 to work.
  19. A hassle-free, fun Christmas.
  20. I just wish everyone to have a Merry Christmas.

Now you try. I didn't know it would be so hard to make a list like this; I thought it would go on for pages and pages.

P.S. If you're wondering what to get me for Christmas and happened to chance upon this list, please DON'T GET ME ANYTHING. Because what I'm getting you, it's probably similar to a lump of coal, no matter what Boey says. Thanks for the idea, but you don't need to spend money on me. Just... have a Merry Christmas!

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Thinking about thinking

[Quote of the post] "Their universe is still very young, and its god is still a child. But it is too soon to judge them; when We return in the Last Days, We will consider what should be saved." -Epilogue, 3001: A Space Odyssey
[Song of the post] If I Lived in TV - Fairly Oddparents

Hohoho... and it's not even Christmas yet.

Well, last night I had an interesting discussion with Demel about thought processes and his perception of certain other people. He doesn't want me to post the conversation here, on the grounds that someone might actually learn something (and I respect that), but I'm still going to discuss some stuff here anyway.

Well, because of a certain incident yesterday, Demel said he questions the stuff going on inside Person A's head. This led to an interesting debate on logic and thought, but here's the stuff I learned:

Thought encompasses all other thought processes and facts, like observation, logic, experience, knowledge, etc. And that in different people, since their observations, logic, experiences, knowledge etc. are all different, so their thought is different too, from person to person.

Also, you can tell a person's character by what they say. Demel typed one line yesterday that proved to be the judgement-breaker. And that's also why Chapter 38 of TNN is my favourite, even though it isn't much of a plot object. It's so stereotypical that people act similarly in similar circimstances and situations; it sure helps writers a lot. XD

Well, I finished 3001 today, and like I said before, Arthur Clarke is a science-fiction genius. Science fiction is (in my opinion) one of the hardest genres to write in, because even your imagination is confined to the limits of physics. Clarke does it tremendously well. I also like his opinion that almost 90% of the human population is insane to a certain extent.

Oh wells. I'm missing Daniel's birthday celebration tomorrow because I have tuition. Gah. So, Happy Birthday Daniel, and I'll pass you your present a.s.a.p. =)

Stay happy!

Monday, December 12, 2005

Seasons of Love

[Quote of the post] Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
[Song of the post] Seasons of Love - Rent
[Site of the post]

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.

525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan.
525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a woman or man?

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.

It's time now to sing out, though the story never ends
Let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Remember the love!
Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure in love.
Seasons of love! Seasons of love.

Thanks to Gid for directing me to the site. He watched the movie in the US.

Well, obviously, this has started me thinking about life (again...). Sure it's getting boring, but hey, it's my blog isn't it?

K, yesterday, I was with my family at Parco, and when we were leaving, I held the door open for this pretty lady, and when she said "Thank you!"... I didn't reply! I dunno what came over me... I mthink I was busy angsting about something at that moment as well. Gaah, and she said it with this sweet voice that sounded like she really meant it... and I didn't acknowledge it! Argh.

She's one of the few sincere "Thank you!"ers I've held doors open for, but I rudely didn't return the favour with a "You're welcome!" And it's been more than 24 hours and I still can't get over it.

I just realized that this post would be better as my End Of Year post, but since it's here already...

Well, back to the "It's got me thinking"part... After listening to this song so many times it's now stuck in my head and disrupting my concentration to write, I realized that this is the most meaningful song I've heard in a long long time. While Disney songs usually revolve about one aspect of life, this song talks about life itself. The way I see it, it's telling us to be more pessimistic; how incidental that today's Disney movie, Dinosaur, has a theme about the same thing.

Remember, how on my 100th post I read through my blog from beginning to end? Well, I saw my life go from happyhappyhappy! to Gaah-not-again and why-must-this-happen-to-me...why? Now, I'm gonna try to turn myself back to the bright side -- try to be overall happy again. Hmm... not yet though. It'll make a excellent New Year Resolution - together with that 1024-by-768 that I saved from last year - and my current TNN arc needs the angst right now... so... sorry to have gotten your hopes up.

OH well. Remember the love. Measure your year in love.

Friday, December 09, 2005

A Space Odyssey

[Quote of the post] Some journeys take you far from home. Some adventures lead you to your destiny.
[Song of the post] Be Our Guest - Beauty and the Beast

Arthur C. Clarke is truly the prophet of the space age. I only read 2001 and I'm halfway through 3001, but it's one of the best science-fiction novels I have ever read. I know there's a 2061; I'm trying to get my hands on that too.

The Odyssey series (the one's I've read, anyway) are excellent books. Clarke's description makes it seem like you're really in the world. And what a world it is! It's like... he's been thinking and thinking for days! He's like created a whole new world... complete with transportation, politics, art, philosophy... It's like J. K. Rowling and Harry Potter. I gotta learn to write like him. What's more, when he gets technical, it doesn't feel like he's being technical... maybe because it's because it's in the sci-fi genre... oh wells.

I've been browsing through deviantart recently. Some of those artists are just superb. It's sad that some really realistic artists don't get any credit these days. Most can't even find a job. For most, I guess it's just a hobby; but man! what a hobby! I dunno why, but for some reason I like creating something out of nothing; doing something no one else has done before.

Anyways, it's been 12 HBOT sessions and my hearing hasn't improved. So I'm off it, and taking vitamin B and some ginko tablets for two months instead. The alternative is a thousand-dollar brain-scan. I'll go with the ginko.

Nothing much to report... until next time then...

Thursday, December 08, 2005

I had a dream...

[Quote of the post] When the world turns your back on you, you turn your back on the world. -Timon, The Lion King
[Song of the post] Part of your World - The Little Mermaid

I had a weird dream today. And when I say dream, I really mean nightmare. *shudders*

Okay, I forgot most of it, but I remember the freaky scary part. I remember that there's some killer or something who gave people second chances or something... but that's the vague part I don't remember so I'll skip that.

Then, somehow, I find myself aboard a terrorist bomb squad. I don't know why, but I remember packing my piano bag before that, and I remember that the car had some of my Silkair luggage bags in it. I remember that I was at the boot, helping a terrorist carry stuff, and I said, "Why do you want to bomb these people?" And the terrorist pulled out a gun and pointed it at my head.

As far as I could remember, I was a reluctant helper, so I didn't want to die. So the scene was all Hollywood drama type, when the bad guy's pointing a gun at his victim's head, and the victim's going like, "Please don't shoot me... c'mon... don't kill me..." But I guess the guy shot me, because I got cut-off mid-sentence and woke up with a start. I remember I drew a deep breath to remind myself that I was alive. The clock said five to five.

Okay, you say, it's a dream, it's over, stop worrying about it. Thing is, I never dream. NEVER. If you know about non-REM (Rapid Eye Movement) sleep, it's when your brain stops almost all activity... yeah, so I think I go through that, and I don't dream... I never wake up at night. I never woke so suddenly...

Another creepy thing was that the dream was so real... I woke up with my heart pounding... It was scary... It felt so real... I thought I'd died...

Creepy... Is it an omen? Am I seeing something in the future? Or maybe the past? Or was it just a dream...

Well, on to more light-hearted, less creepy things. Went to see the exhibit at Wheelock Place today with Zhang, Kev and Boey. The photographs were amazing; I can't believe that French person took 3 years to compile them. Some of the shots were spectacular. The exhibit was to reinforce the arts scene in Singapore, and to alert the public about the harm we are causing to the environment.

Funny thing is, the movie I watched today in Hyperbaric was also about the same thing. The Day after Tomorrow had the same theme: we're destroying all out natural resources too quickly. The exhibit said we are going through Earth's eighth worldwide extinction, and it's not meteors that did it, it's us. Humans.

What will it take for mankind to wake up from the delusion they live in. Our world is dying. Do you need massive tornadoes in Los Angeles, hailstorms in Tokyo, and superstorms all over the northern hemisphere which freezes everyone to death before you start conserving? Humans always needed drasticity to wake them up. If they did happen, don't say we didn't warn you. There's been thousands of people alerting you to the plight of our world, and even a movie with stunningly amazing effects to show you what might happen if we continue like this.

Remember, this planet is all we've got.

Mental Note of Movie I've Watched during HBOT:
  1. The Day after Tomorrow
  2. The Lion King
  3. Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark
  4. The Medallion
  5. War of the Worlds
  6. Operation Desert Storm (Documentary)
  7. Batman Begins
  8. Little Mermaid 2: Return to the Sea
  9. Mission: Impossible
  10. Bourne Supremacy
  11. Shrek 2
  12. Incredibles

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Burnt Sausages

[Quote of the post]
"It's like everyone's watching you..." -Princess Eta
"...Waiting for you to screw up." -Flik
A Bug's Life
[Song of the post] When I see an Elephant Fly - Disney; Cliff "Ukelele Ike" Edwards

Yeowch. Argh. It hurts. Bad.

I dropped a plate of hot macaroni onto myself tonight. As luck would have had it, it just had to land between my legs. Lots and lots of burning hot macaroni between your legs is not a good thing.

The real reason I got burnt so bad was that I was trying to help my mom. I knew that if I jumped up and got macaroni all over the floor she'd flip, so I just kept screaming from where I was seated. I've got molten pasta all over me, and I hear her say, "Stand up if it's too hot, then!" She's putting the remnants of my bowl on the table. I couldn't believe she just said what she just said, so I stay put. For three more seconds. Then I fly off the couch and let the pasta fall to the floor. And then what does my mom say? "Hey!, Why'd you do that?" >_< Anyway I watched A Bug's Life today. I think it was the first movie I ever watched, so I forgot most of it already. Anyway, refreshing my memory on one of the best movies ever with superb animation for its time was certainly very fun. Except for the macaroni thing. Gaah.

Nothing much has happened lately. Oh, yeah, I made Hua's present, and it looks better than anything I've ever done before. I may post it after his party on the 5th, but I don't think so, since it's his present after all.

Mental note of movies watched during HBOT:
  1. War of the Worlds
  2. Operation Desert Storm (Documentary)
  3. Batman Begins
  4. Little Mermaid 2: Return to the Sea
  5. Mission: Impossible
  6. Bourne Supremacy
  7. Shrek 2
  8. Incredibles

K, catcha next time.

Monday, November 28, 2005

A New Groove

[Quote of the post] C'mon! Nobody's that heartless! -Pacha, Emperor's New Groove
[Song of the post] My Funny Friend and Me - Emperor's New Groove

Just watched Disney's The Emperor's New Groove... it was a great movie, plus the funny stuff was... funny! It was a hilarious comedy, and the plot was good... but mostly the comic stuff was fantastic.

Oh, and I watched Mission: Impossible today during my Hyperbaric Oxygen Treatment. It was kinda good; a bit primitive, though, but the theft scene has been the subject of many parodies through out the years, so I guess it's pretty good.

I haven't really talked much about this $260 a day treatment, have I? Well, I think Michael Jackson's doing the same thing; my mom keeps saying it, so it has to be true.

Basically, I'm sealed in this airtight chamber for two hours, I'm pressurized to a depth of 15 metres, and pure oxygen is pumped into it and I'm just there for two hours breathing in oxygen. It's supposed to reduce the swelling of the nerve in my ear, if it is swollen at all. >_<

To put it simply, it's like flying in an aeroplane. You get in, they pressurize you, and then it's in-flight movie for two hours until landing. The only difference is that there's not flying or any stewardesses with those bags of peanuts.

It's like a movie marathon this 10-15 sessions I'm there. There's nothing to do except watch movies. I've already watched Incredibles, Shrek 2, Bourne Supremacy and Mission: Impossible, the last two of which I have never seen before. I think it's a gateway to a whole new world of cinema. $260 for two hours, oxygen and a free movie.

Anyway, things over on the forums aren't too hot. People are arguing over trivial stuff, and I hate arguing. Therefore I'm going to forget about it; not like anybody cares about what I have to say anyway. As long as I can post my stories, I'm happy.

Holiday's halfway though, and I only seem to have just started on my Chinese homework. At least I started reading already, unlike some people. *sigh* I just can't bring myself to do work during the holidays. At least there's no OM, unlike last year. *sigh again*

And my mom just bought me a Disney CD yesterday. It's the first time anyone's ever bought me a CD, I got a CD, and the first time I got a music CD. It's kinda weird, but I'm listening to it now. ^-^

OH wells. Catch ya later.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Happy Blogger-versary!

[Quote of the post] It's my hundredth post!
[Song of the post] I dunno, anything suitable...

Well, this is my hundredth blog post. I think I have slightly less than Demel, who started his blog earlier but that's not the point.

It's weird how a blog can change someone's life, huh? I mean, I never liked to keep journals, but now I have one - and it's public, too. It's kinda weird.

As I read through my earlier posts, each and every of the ninety-nine posts before this, I can see my years progress. I remember things from my holidays, something which I could never do even with photographs. If you see my earliest posts, you can see that my writing stlye has changed... even my very person has changed. All through the end of last year and the beginning of this year, I've been somewhat happy, slightly perturbed buy certain incidents but overall, more-or-less cheerful. Now, I'm a cynic and an idealist at the same time, overly-dependent on friends for companionship, convinced that he has seen the darker side of human nature.

Some change, huh?

Somehow, my blog managed to survive the extinction. My blog hasn't died at all, or has been reborn, only inactive for a week or so. It hasn't gone through any major layout or colour changes; it's kept simple and easy for the average reader.

I originally intended to do this on my blog's birthday, but I seem to have missed it a couple of months. And dragging this to the end of the year is a bit drastic. So, here's my 100th post, the centennial entry, the milestone of the hundredth degree, the big one-zero-zero...

I may have come a long way, but my sense of humour's still back there. =P

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Close Every Door

[Quote of the post] I wasn't born a fool. It took work to get this way. -Danny Kaye
[Song of the post] Close Every Door - Joseph's Technicolour Dreamcoat

Something's terribly w-wrong with me. Dreadfully wrong. I-I-I can't seem to even- argh, what's going on with me?

They say ignorance is bliss. Whoever they are, they got things going for them. It's quite true, thinking too much seriously takes it out of you.

I try to be happy. Maybe I'm not trying too hard. I try to cheer other people up. A case of the blind leading the blind. I'm listening to more sad and angsty songs these days, not those happy happy ones. Why. I dunno, it's like I'm perpetually morose these days and listening to sad somgs just seems to fit my mood. I don't have that many happy songs anyway. >_>

I know I've got problems. I usually keep them to myself, so I don't burden others. It's not worth it. Even when I do something wrong, I am actually conscious of myself doing that, but it just happens spontanaeously... like my brain is working faster than my consciousness.

I can't really say what I'm thinking of right now. My thoughts are all whirling around in my head... I'm delving too much into human psychology... trying to think about what the other person is thinking of me... I thought words were an outlet for my thoughts, but the bar was raised to pictures, art, and again to movies, motion pictures. Now... it's like I can't write at all...

My entire exsistence seems fueled by the need to live the next day, with that tiny shred of hope lighing the dark corridor of my life. It could be an event, or a thing, in the future that I expect something great to happen... but is that all I'm living for? Hope?

Apparently I've gotten quieter, cutting myself off from the human world. But I've seen the extent of human nature, in my fourteen-year-old life, and I don't like it. It's not like I can change it or anything. Or if anybody even listens.

Right now my mind is a maelstron of thoughts, ideas, concepts... whirling around like a tornado, disorganized, numerous. I need to talk, but can't find anyone to talk to, need someone to hug, but can't find one, need a shoulder to lean on, but everybody's shrugging. Malgudi Days isn't helping - you can't imagine how many main characters contemplate suicide some time or other in the length of five pages.

"What are your strengths, Harry? Play to your strengths."
What are my strengths? Let's see: I'm not athletic, so that means I'm more mentally inclined. That's okay... I'm funny... Ha, you're not funny if nobody around you thinks you're funny... I'm sociable... Ha, you're not sociable if there's nobody around you to be sociable with... Artistic... Ha, artistic! You can't draw for nuts... c-c-creative... you're not creative, you work based on other's ideas... that's not original... I-I-I... I got... FACE IT! You've got nothing... how are you actually going to be a service to the community? All the things you say are your strengths are not!

Plus this ear infection's not getting any better, and now I'm taking 10 antiviral pills a day and I've got to go for some $260-per-session treatment tomorrow... putting stress on my mom, my dad, my bro... have I actually been of help to anyone? Do- do I actually make a difference?

Maybe what I need now is one of those "See what the world was like if I wasn't born" episodes. But of course that never works. Can you have hope, and yet not have it at the same time?

Herr, if you think your post is incoherent, look at mine. >_>

Stay happy, avoid becoming me.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Fantasticus Forus!

[Quote of the post] Most comics make jokes to defend themselves against what they see as a hostile and inhumane world... often a deeply felt rage. -Samuel S. Janus
[Song of the post] First of May - Bee Gees

EDIT: 21 November 2005
I recently joined Quizzilla, and checked out their Horoscope chart. So... check out how your sign is compatible to mine! Are you a:
Aquarius Aries Cancer Capricorn Gemini Leo Libra Pisces Sagittarius Scorpio Taurus Virgo
Note this is only for friendships, not love lives, you if you're interested in me (which I think is pretty scary), go look it up yourself. Thanks to Quizzilla!
This was orginally supposed to be a meme, but I'm gonna add some stuff first. Watched Fantastic Four yesterday, and it was okay, not much fighting, but Dr. Doom doesn't have powers...

And I watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire today. It was another okay show, the effects were good but they cut a lot from the book. I guess it's one thing to watch a movie first then read the book (my case for the Lord of the Rings trilogy) and read a book then watch the movie (Harry Potter series). Looking forward to Narnia when it comes out. =)
And Emma Watson / Hermione is pretty. ^-^
Now for the meme. I still think it should be pronounced meem, and not me-me, because it makes it sound like a girl's name. No offence to anyone named Mimi out there, but that's how I feel, and meem sounds more authentic and French. Aaanyway...

1. Name: Uncle Edna. Of course that's not my real name, but you think I'm gonna tell the world right here right now? From clues all over this blog you can probably piece together what my name is...
2. Single or taken: Single, thank goodness.
3. Sex: Male.
4. Birthday: 14 March, day before Brutus stabbed Ceasar.
5. Siblings: One younger brother.
6. Hair color: Black. But you never know; I'm colour-blind.
7. Eye color: Black, too, I think... >_>
8. Shoe size: Ginormous. I can't remember, because British and U.S. sizes are confusing.
9. Height: 175cm and still shorter than Josh. >_< s p e c i f i c s
1. Do you do drugs?: Endorphin is a drug, but my body produces it naturally.
2. What kind of shampoo do you use?: The liquid type.
3. What are you most scared of?: It would sound really weird to say, "Fear", but... I guess... loneliness? Rejection? Death?
4. Who is the last person that called you?: Huaz
5. Where do you want to get married?: Beside my wife.
6. How many buddies are online right now?: 16.
7. What would you change about yourself?: I dunno; ask my friends, they'll probably not tell you.
F a v o r i t e (s)
1. Colour: I love all the colours, but the ones I love the most are orange and blue.
2. Food: Well, I eat almost anything if I have to.
3. Boys' names: Kevin! I have to agree with Kev on this one. XD
4. Girls' names: I dunno. Something that isn't too hard to pronounce?
5. Subjects in school?: Probably math. Although what I would want to study will never be taught in any school anywhere.
6. Animals: Cats! And some dogs are cute too. And dolphins, can't forget dolphins!
7. Sports: I'm more an intellectual person. >_> But I guess badminton, and swimming.
H a v e y o u e v e r ?
1. Given anyone a bath?: Myself. Does that count?
2. Smoked?: I lit a barbeque once. Or twice. But a cigarette? Phooey! Smoking is bad.
3. Bungee jumped?: Nope. Not... yet...
4. Made yourself throw up?: Once, when I was feeling unwell. I threw up into my toilet. It was... sick. XD
5. Skinny dipped?: In a bathtub. Does that count? In a swimming pool, no.
6. Ever been in love?: Wouldn't you like to know?
7. Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: Maybe when I was a baby. But I didn't know what I was doing back then, so... I don't think so. Just cried at the futility of the world and stuff.
8. Eaten a lemon in its entirety?: Not yet. I'm working on it.
9. Run away from home?: Sigh... no.
10. Cried when someone died?: Not really. My grandmother passed away when I was 10, and I was too immature then. >_<>over my best friend, noe that's a different story.
13. Been rejected?: Not by girls. But there have been times where I felt rejected, yeah.
14. Rejected someone?: No, hopefully not.
15. Used someone?: Maybe. I can't remember.
16. Done something you regret?: If I had a grain of sand for each thing I did and regretted I would have enough sand to fill an hourglass. If I had a grain of sand for each thing I didn't do and regretted it later, I'd have enough sand to fill a desert.
C u r r e n t
Clothes: Singlet and shorts. What I usually wear around the house.
Music: Eagles. I don't have such a collection my friends have.
Make-up: None, thank goodness.
Annoyance: Life.
Smell: Apple. I'm munching one.
Favourite Group: Don't have one. I'm a music lover, not an artiste-lover.
Desktop Picture: Azul.
Book you're reading: Malgudi Days. And I have to say, its pretty darn interesting.
Colour of Toenails: Normal.
L a s t p e r s o n
You touched: Myself? Not in the places you'd be thinking of, mind you. >_< A r e y o u ?
Open-minded: I hope I am.
Arrogant: Nah. I'm modest. I'm probably the most modest person in the world! Seriously, no.
Insecure: I dunno.
Random: Waffles!
Hungry: I am munching an apple right now, y'know.
Moody: Ohoho! Well, yes, of course!
Organized: In some things.
Difficult: My parents would probably think so. My friends don't say anything on this matter.
Attractive: I don't know; I hope so.
In the morning I am: Sleepy. The past few days, I've been asleep, because I usually wake up in the afternoon.
Love is: Something I would like to feel. Right now.
I dream about: I don't dream. If I do dream, I can't remember any of them. I sleep like a log.
O p p o s i t e s e x
What do you notice first: Looks, duh. Animal instincts tell you that much.
Makes you laugh the most: I don't laugh at the opposite sex. Not much anyway.
Makes you smile: Jokes. Or a plot twist. Something unexpected.
D o y o u e v e r
Sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to IM you?: Yup.
Wish you were a member of the opposite sex?: Nope.
Wish you were younger: I wish I could stay at this age forever.
Cried because someone said something to you?: I think that was because nobody said anything to me, but that's not important right now.
N u m b e r
Of times I have had my heart broken: Many times. But not from members of the opposite sex. Mostly small trivial things which I see as big humongous things.
Of hearts I have broken: I dunno. Maybe one. I hope I didn't mean it.
Of guys I've kissed: My dad.
Of girls I've kissed: My mum.
Of continents I have lived in: Singapore!
Of CDs I own: None. They belong to my parents.
F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s
1. Do you like filling these out?: Why not? If not my blog will be dead.
2. Gold or silver?: Gold, because it looks nicer.
3. What was the last movie you watched?: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. And it was cool.
4. Favourite cartoon/anime?: I like lots of stuff. Danny Phantom, Justice League Unlimited, X-Men Evolution... seems to me lots of superhero stuff.
5. What did you have for breakfast this morning?: Garlic bread.
6. Who would you love being locked in a room with?: A locksmith. Uh, a bunch of friends, maybe. 7. Could you live without your computer?: Nope. All my important stuff is on this thing! And so is my connection with the outside world!
8. Would you colour your hair?: For a performance, like OM. That was cool! But for normal everyday life, I don't really have much hair to colour. XD
9. Could you ever get off the computer?: Yes, reluctantly.
10. Habla espanol?: Se. A leettel beet, senior.
11. How many people are on your buddy list?: 56. I'm not as well connected as my friends.
12. Drink Alcohol?: Nope, but I tried a bit once. It was chocolate with a core of Russian vodka, and it was not too bad.
13. Your name spelled backwards?: Ande. Ande Elcnu.
14. Where were your parents born?: Singapore!
15. Have you ever moved?: I have been moving since I was born. But moved house, yeah, twice. Well, the first was to a service apartment, so I don't know whether that counts.
16. What's your favourite place to go?: My imagination.
17. Is your bed is a Single, Double, Queen or King?: I don't know, but it's soft and fluffy and cool after it rains.
18. What's your favourite sport to play?: I'm more an intellectual. But I'll give anything a try.
19. How many kids do you want?: That, depends on my wife.
20. Type of music you dislike most?: Screechy music, where the guy's voice goes way above that of an opera singer's.
21. Colour of your school bag?: Orange/black.
22. Do you have cable?: Yup.
23. Favourite 80's song?: The Bee Gees are good, and the Eagles are good too.
24. Ever prank called anybody?: Not really.
25. Ever get a parking ticket?: Once, after that chocolate-vodka thing. XD Lol, never.
26. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?: Why not? It's fun!
27. Furthest place you have ever been?: My imagination can take me anywhere; problem is, I don't want to come back.
28. Ever bowl a 300?: Not yet.
29. What's your favourite comic strip?: I don't have a favourite... Foxtrot, maybe.
30. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem?: Yeah. I would like to repeat it for you, but OH look at the time.
31. Bath or Shower?: I don't mind either, but I'll shower more then waste water in a tub.
32. Best movie you've seen in the past month?: I can't decide between Sky High and Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Narnia looks set to change that, though.
33. Favourite pizza topping?: Cheese! And lots of it.
34. Beer or ale?: Vodka. XD
35. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?: That would be disgusting.
36. Do you eat skin on chicken?: If it's crispy enough.
37. Apple or orange juice?: Either's fine.
38. Favourite type of chocolate bar?: A big one.
39. Your favourite fruit?: I eat almost any fruit.
40. Your favourite vegetable?: Brocolli.
41. Have you ever won a trophy?: A couple of times, yeah.
42. Are you a good cook?: Cooking up ideas, schemes, plots, yeah, but food? XP
43. Do you know how to pump your own gas?: Not yet.
44. Bought something from an infomercial?: Nope.
45. Is Oprah annoying or great?: I dunno. Ask her that, why dontcha?
46. Ever flex in front of a mirror?: Nothing to flex. >_<
47. Ever throw up in public?: Not yet.
48. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?: Find true love! (Of course, both would be nice!)
49. Do you believe in love at first sight?: Not anymore.
50. Ever call a 1-900 number?: Nope.
51. Ever been stood up for a date?: Nope.
52. Biggest turn off of the opposite sex?: A bad attitude.
53. Ever been cheated on?: Not yet.
54. What are the names of all your pets dead and/or alive?: Never had any pets, although I would like a furry companion!
55. Can ex's be friends?: Why not? Unless s/he's out to kill you, then run for your life.

Thursday, November 17, 2005


[Quote of the post] A pun is a short quip followed by a long groan. -Anonymous.
[Song of the post] Desperado - The Eagles

EDIT: 21 November 2005
Your Birthdate: March 14

You work well with others. That is, you're good at getting them to do work for you.
It's true that you get by on your charm. But so what? You make people happy!
You're dynamic, clever, and funny. And people like to have you around.
But you're so restless, they better not expect you to stay around for long.

Your strength: Your superstar charisma

Your weakness: Commitment means nothing to you

Your power color: Fuchsia

Your power symbol: Diamond

Your power month: May

EDIT: 19 November 2005 (I'm doing this to save posts.)

I am Carbuncle
You are Carbuncle! Rather than attacking, you help protect party members from taking damage. You're always there when you're needed, and you're a cutie to boot.

What Final Fantasy summon are you?
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That... was... weird... but Carbuncle is cool! ^-^

The Vivomancer

What type of magic do you wield? (8 results + pics)
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Hmmm... vivomancy... never heard that before. Sounds cool, though. =D

The angels seem to be most attracted to you because
of your helpful and caring personality. Also,
for the fact that you're not just a
good-looking rock. You have brains, which is
good for your future, and you try to plan
ahead. You might be seen as a do gooder, but
when the need arises, you can be quite
protective, and fiery. Congrats!

What is Following you around. (Now for the boys!!!)
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Cool, I've got an angel following me around? *Looks over shoulder* I don't see it...

Ariel Result

Which DISNEY character are you most like?
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Okay, this was a bit unexpected.


Which FRUIT are you?
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I'm a grape? Why? I don't ever wine...


You are an elf. An elf is like a human but much fairer and pure. Elves are usually tall, with pointed ears, and resemble humans very closely, but elves are usually much
more beautiful. Elves are a distant race. They prefer to keep to themselves, because often, many of them feel that their race is superior to humans. Elves symbolize wisdom, prudence, love, and hope. They are very merry and happy. They are forever young and delight in music. They are natural artists as well.

Which mythical creature resides in your soul? (11 Results + Pictures)
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An elf. How interesting. XP

You are blessed with the gift of tongues. You are an extremely friendly person to be around with, and it's hard to ever hate you. You seem to make friends with everyone you meet. People are attreacted to your charm, and can't help but feel comfortable around you. This also goes for the animals, who seem to understand your language as well as you can understand thiers. Whenever there is a language barrier blocking
your way, you break it down with ease. You know how to communicate with those who can't speak your language, and in no time make a quick friend. Man are you happy-go-lucky!

Everyone has a secret ability. What is yours? (7 answers with pics)
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Lol, this matches me more, I think XD

99% evil, You have never done anything nice, if you ruled the world, have every one in the world be your slave. You would be just fine. I guess your pet would be a shark (Yay loves sharks).

How Evil Are You?(with great pics!)
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Okay, this quiz was biased. You can check it out yourself. I am SO not evil. Am I? BWAHAHAHAHA!!! Oops that slipped out. ;)

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Like a Good Boey

[Quote of the post] Attack life, it's going to kill you anyway. -Steven Coallier
[Song of the post] The Man with the Machine Gun - Final Fantasy VIII

Whee... Class party was yesterday, organised by - believe it or not - Boey Yang. OMG. (You can scream in shock now. It's okay, we'll wait.)

Welcome back. Seriously, Boey isn't that bad. I think he's improving (Yay!), which is a good thing. Whee!

Anyway, it was quite free-and-easy in Boey's condo's function room... played a bit of pool first, then went to his funky adventure park thing... but the guard chased us away because he said we were too big. And the sign says, "Recommended for children aged 12 and above." >_>

Anyway, after that it was back to the function room where Bryan challenged me to TNN TCG and whooped me with the Naphtalian deck. I desperately need to make more generic cards for Dr- I mean, the other one.

Then after that it was the barbeque! (I insist on spelling this out because if I don't I'll forget it somehow. >_>) Anyway, Darrell got over-excited with the charcoal and the firestarters and made little piles all over the place so we had small areas of heat in which to cook stuff. It took one and a half hours to cook each chicken wing. We only cooked three. The other two were not very cooked and the rest we didn't dare try XD.

Yeah, and Herrick bought the Chocolate Sauce! (Which I forgot to take home. X_X) I tell you chocolate goes well with EVERYTHING. (Oh yeah, everyone loved the $20 cheese sausages I brought! Yay! [But they were **** to cook, I can tell you X_X]) And so from 5 we barbequed until nine. Four hours on the stove! If Edna can cook, so can you!

Yeah, then Kwong tried to force-feed me a bit of warm brownie with chocolate sauce. (Hua's brownies are EXCELLENT. His mom gets my "Best Baker of the Year" vote for sure.) Yeah, and he was so serious that he said, "If you don't eat it then you're not my friend anymore... *pouty face*" It was very comical, but I absolutely refuse to take other people's food while they're having a good time. So there. XP

So everybody went to watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire today except for me 'cos my mom wants me to watch it with her and my brother because she thinks I'm not spending enough time with my family and we're probably not going to watch it until the DVD extended version comes out at half-price or something. *Sigh*

Yeah, so there it is! And I've got emceeing in two days and I can't get a blazer from anywhere. (Gid, if you're reading this in the States, send you blazers back by express mail pronto because according to Zhang you've got three. >_>)

See ya soon!

Oh yeah, and something from Mike's blog (please post this in comments and not on the tagboard.)

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I lovable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my weakness is?
8. Do you think I'll get married?
9. What makes me happy?
10. What makes me sad?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you think I could kill someone?
17. Describe me in one word.
18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same?
19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
20. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?

Monday, November 14, 2005

I never Metagame I didn't like.

[Quote of the post] Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian. - Shari R. Barr
[Song of the post] X-Men Evolution Theme

[This next section is adapted from the Oracle Twins from American Dragon: Jake Long]

"I know them! One of them sees the good stuff that will happen in the future, and the other only sees the bad!"


The good news is, I've gone for my ear checkup and got medication.

The bad news is, the problem's in my inner ear! So since the doctor has no idea what's wrong because he can't see into my inner ear, he's given me five types of medicine to cure every single possible cause! Yay! And since he can only deduce what's wrong, he's asked me to go back next wekk for another checkup! Oh, and did I mention that if I don't improve I may have to go for 10 to 15 Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy sessions at $260 each! Whee!


"I don't get it! You only see the good stuff, so your life should be full of buttercups and sunshine, but you're still so gloomy all the time! And you always see the bad stuff, but you're always so happy? Why?"

"When you see all the happy things, nothing's extraordinary anymore. It takes the surprise out of life."

"Whereas if you only see the terrible things, every bit of good news is like a miracle! Yay!"

[Okay, sorry for the misquoting, but at least I'm free from copyright infringement.]

Yeah, well, O got my checkup today, and yeah, it was terrigible. (Thank you Kwong for teaching me that word. It's so cool!) Yeah, my appointment was at 9:40am, and I waited until 10:40am. So, after a bried check, another long wait before my audio test. Then, "Come back at 1.30 for your results." Sigh... It's only 11.30am... and I didn't bring a book. >_<

So, after two hours of boredom and lunch, went back, waited another half-hour to see him again for ten minutes. Then I got my prescription and went to wait at the pharmacist for twenty minutes. After that they didn't have one of the medicines so we had to travel to another pharmacist and waited another twenty minutes for that one. I once read somewhere that we spend ten years of our life just waiting....

Yeah, about the Metagame thing. The title's from one of the Vs. System articles about the Vs. metagame. The metagame is the gameplay environment, with new cards with new effects affecting the metagame. So, I was thinking, isn't life one big metagame? Coping with different situations and strategies as they appear over time. Life is also constantly changing, shifting its players from one comfort zone to another. Yeah, well, metagame is copyright UpperDeck Entertainment and stuff.

Sorry to anyone out there with a worse disease than me and feels offended. It's just that I'm not used to stuff like this. May you get better with each passing day.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Death / Life

[Quote of the post] cynic (n.) disappointed idealism.
[Song of the post] I Started a Joke - Bee Gees

Yeah, well, the title is one of those word pictures... I know there's a real name for them, but I can't remember what it is... yeah, well, it's "Life after Death"...

[Song of the post]
I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,
but I didn't see that the joke was on me, oh no.

I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,
oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,
and I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd said.

Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,
oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.

I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,
and I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd said.

'Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,
oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was one me.

Yeah, well, I'd been thinking, what would I be in ten years time? Twenty? Fourty? Would my friends still remember me? Would I remember them? What's my aim in life?

Currently my aim in life is to make everybody happy, but I realise that I can't do that. At least touch the lives of those around me? I could try. Or maybe I could aim for being the best person I can be?

Someone from somewhere once said that the best way to judge a man is to listen to what they say at his funeral. Well, what would happen if I wasn't alive tomorrow? (*Touch wood, I hope it doesn't happen...*) What would my friends say? What would my family say? What would anyone who knew knows me say? (Must remember - I'm not dead yet. Use the present tense.) I don't think it would be very good. I don't think I'm the very best person I can be just yet.

Another thing I'm worrying about: what's my job gonna be? Ms. Yvonne Lim (major subject of bloggers lately) said that "you should get a job that sevrves the community". So, what if you want a job that follows your passion? Or you get a job that totally sucks with a lousy boss and obnoxious co-workers? What then?

Oh, and the song. Well, something more near-future. Singapore's been cracking down on bloggers, and the school as well (as in, the school's been cracking down on bloggers, not Singapore's been cracking down on schools as well >_<). Well, so, what would happen if TNN was found out? Yeah, I know some other authors say they're writing TNN as well, and they'll back me up or at least they're in the same sinking boat, but... will that really help?

*Sigh* I dunno what's come over me lately. Ah well. Goodnight.

Blown Sky High

[Quote of the post] prayer (n.) a little message sent to God, sent at night to get the cheaper rate.
[Song of the post] Money Song - Monty Python

Today was Shaun-slash-Michael's birthday celebration. Whee!

First, to Plaza Singapura where we had a Swensens Lunch. That Catfish Baked Rice only have three pieces of catfish (Hua's had four, not fair!) and the rest was clams and prawns. Something's fishy about the dish.

Then we went to watch TNN: The Movie Sky High! It was incredible! Woot! The action sequence was super, but the powers were a little strange. And, with every superhero movie there is always a supervillain monologue. *Sigh* Can't they come up with a plot where the supervillain doesn't have to monologue? Ah well...

They it was up, up and away! to Mike's house for the birthday celebration. We took an MRT to Yio Chu Kang, two buses and walked before we reached Mike's house. It took one hour and fifteen minutes. Bleh. Anyway...

At Mike's house, we started with birthday pizza (without candles. Can you believe it? What is the world coming to?). Yeah, then, we had an impromtu treasure hunt, when we hid all Mike's and Shaun's presents around his living room, and they had to find it in seven minutes or else, for every present they couldn't find, they had one more ingredient added to their Forfeit Cocktail. The final result was: 11 presents undiscovered, with the drink becoming full of chilli, pepper, a piece of pizza, soya sauce, F&N Orange drink and 100 Plus. Mike and Shaun both drank it with straight faces, although they did down a lot of water afterwards.

Then after that, Mr. Poon did some funky game which you're not supposed to guess the number, and if you did you had to take a teaspoon of the concoction. Mike got it the first time, and when he was the gamemaster, chose a number and chose me to go first. And, dang! I just had to choose 42... XD Well, the drink wasn't very bad, just very peppery... >_< CENSORED and say "I love you." Lol! (Names concealed to protect identity.)

Yeah, well, it's over, and I'm home again. Yeah, and I wish Sky High was longer. Or at least real. But that won't happen in a long while. *sigh*

Tuesday, November 01, 2005


[Quote of the post] adolescence (n.) the period when a child is too old to say something cute and too young to say something mature.
[Song of the post] Reflections - Mulan

In case you're wondering, the title is a keyword taken from Vs. System. Yes, it has something to do with the post, don't worry. In unimportant, unrelated news, the JLA set has just been released! Yay!

No, on to more serious matters. I went to Daniel's house today - not the subject of this post, but slightly more important that the JLA thing. There, Kwong and Zhang told me about this confusing plot between Gid and Michael, and with them as the "stuck in-betweens".

Hang on... I have just received news that everything's sorted out already! (Seriously, it's now 9:35 and Kwong just told me everything's sorted out.) But I guess I'll blog about it anyway.

Let's see... *takes deep breath* Gid invited Zhang and Kwong to go choral night on Wed and told them not to tell Mike but then Mike invited the same duo to go on Wed as well and since they couldn't tell Mike they made up some cover-up story but then Gid found out that Mike was going on Wed and made another arrangement to go with the duo on Mon and this time made sure Michael didn't know and so they went yesterday and this afternoon they were feeling very bad since Mike called them yesterday and kept ranting on about how he felt left out and stuff and that he found out from Demel that they were going on Wed without telling him and so he got really angry and called Zhang and Kwong but oops I already said that hee hee now where was I ah yes so now they feel really bad about the wholethingandI'mrunningouttabreathso... *BREATHES*

So anyway. Two things.

Firstly, the sense of "not belonging" of Michael. Yeah, everybody gets it from time to time. It's just that teenagers get it more than others because:
a) they're not mature enough to brush it aside
b) they need companionship

It's true. I get it sometimes. Who'm I kidding; I get it a lot. Everybody wants to belong. It's just that, selfish human nature acknowledges when you need to belong and you're not, but when you already belong, you forget about other's and their "need to belong" feelings.
I mean, talking about Choral Night in front of a person who hasn't been invited (and now that he's been invited but probably can't go)... just goes to show, y'know? Sorry, but that's how I feel.

Now onto the second topic: Person A's deep hatred for Person B (names have been conceals to protect identity). Person A's complete loathing of Person B does not help matters among their friends. Next year, they will be in the same class. What if they have to work together? Avoid each other? What if, when they grow up, they're hired by the same company, and have to work together? Avoid each other? You have to work with people you don't like; in life, they don't give you the people you want to work with.

Yeah, so that's it for today's Life with Uncle Edna. Join us again next week when we tackle the issue of toilet seats.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Trick or Treat!

[Quote of the post] sarcasm (n.) striking while the irony is hot.
[Song of the post] Real and Scary - Fairly Odd Parents

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaha! Come closer, my pretties! My black cat screen won't bite you!

Ahaaa! Don't you think it's really baaad thaaat nobody celebraaates Haaalloween in Singapore? It really saaahks your blaaahd!

Oooooh! Beeefoooooreeee Iiii foooorgeeet! Haaaaappy birthdaaaaay Juzzieeeeee!

Uh! Aaarrh! Uuuuhhhh! *in deep grunty voice*

OKAY now to more serious matters (and less stupid monster impressions).

It's sad Halloween isn't celebrated in Singapore. Halloween is a time for disguises and masks, and you get to do stuff you're not allowed to do anytime else (like asking strangers for candy). Carving Jack-O-Lanterns, bobbing for apples... being a Western custom, it stays in the West. *sigh*

Nothing much to blog about today... PSL training looks quite fun *more fun than prefect camp anyway*.... Henry got a tape stuck in the extractor... It's Juzzie's bitrthday... It's also my dad's... It's Jerrold's birthday tomorrow *Happy birthday in advance*... nobody's commented on my last post yet... Yeah, well, like Herrick said, with freedom comes boredom, and once boredom sets in, it can't be killed. Even on Halloween.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Awards of Appreciation

[Quote of the post]
And all my class
Naphtalians forever
Didn't think three feet would seem so far - My Class - Parody
[Song of the post] My Class - Parody

Well, that's all folks. The final curtain has been drawn. That's all she wrote. It's the beginning of the end. There ain't nothing left. Zilch. Nada. We're done. Finished.

The last day of school has come and gone by, and it's like the shifting of the tables to our new classes signed the death warrant. There's no going back. Nothing short of inventing a time-travelling machine can ever take us back to the way things were.

Today was another one of those best days of my life. We had a final memorial service for 2.12 Naphtali, and as Herrick put it (I was never a one for speeches - and quoting), "When it boils down to it, it's us which make this class special." I couldn't have said it better myself. (Oh yeah and we all sang my parody and the feeling was great and everything and I can't believe everyone would be singing and I felt so touched... =) ) So I guess the basic thing to do now is to thank everyone in 2.12 Naphtali for being in 2.12 Naphtali! As with all cases, we start the beginning with...

Ang Seng Wei. You have been a great friend and spreader of lame jokes. (Whoo! Lameness!) You may be small but you don't mind people joking about your height, which is good, 'cos you need to laugh about yourself sometimes. (I do it all the time, like now! Haha!) You've been someone I can talk to, and you also turn to me when you need help. Thanks. And this morning, when you said the song made you cry; I don't know whether you were joking or not, but I felt this powerful feeling of emotion and knew that you were a true friend and Naphtalian. =)

Boey Yang. You're not as bad as some people think you are. Playing Monopoly with Team Slack that day made me realise that. Perhaps it shows more with your inner circle of friends. Anyways, it has been really enjoyable with you in 2.12 (especially being the target of many jokes XD).

Peter Chan. Heh. You're closer to Team Slack than to me, but that doesn't say much. I've valued your advice as well as your humour, and it's really hard to lose such a friend. I'll miss you. =(

Yong Jun. You're the first scholar I've come to know and love, and even though your English may not be very good, your good humour still shines through. And thanks for all those funky emails! Yeah! But next time, don't send me those Malay ones... I can't read Malay. XD

Job Chong. As the most valued technical and practical member of the OM team, you deserve ample recognition. We may not have been very close, but you're still good for a laugh, anytime, anywhere. The bling is strong in you, young one. XD

Hsieh Wen. As far as good friends go, you're great. I appreciate the daily fuzzies and the Chinese help. You're a great friend I wouldn't want to lose. =)

Zhang Quan. Lol, we have much in common this year. Prefect Selection Camp, MPac, and lots of other stuff that I can't quite remember. If it wasn't for you, our class party wouldn't have happened, and I thank you for your wonderful organization skills. You're always happy, and seems to influence people around you, including me. Yay! =D

Henry Liu. I have to say, you're one of my greatest friends. Although you're continouosly stressed by your various and numerous commitments, you still strive on. Everything I've done with you: OM, Prefects, ISO; we worked well together. You've changed 2.12 a lot, and it's very sad we're parting. You shall always be my friend. =)

Isaac Lim. H'oh no! Your "deafness" provides a certain comic relief in class that I really appreciate. Thanks for all those de-stressing hugs, Snakey Lem and "A little to hard knock on the head, eh?" XD Your creativity in OM was invaluable, and your singing roXx0rz! It's gonna be darn hard to forget you, I swear, even if I tried. XP

Jarrel Seah. Thanks for all those daily phone calls about homework. Thanks for helping me in math. Thanks for your superspeed speech and you own brand of humour. Thanks for changing 2.12 by learning logarithms before anyone else, and solving math problems in half the time it takes for others to. Thanks for being such a great friend. =)

Jeremy Kong. Another well-known friend! Who helps me in math too! And of course, your mathematical/scientific/logical (delete where applicable) view on life had influenced me greatly. You don't conceal your emotions, so there's this honest bond between us that can't be broken. You've been a wonderful friend, and changed 2.12 drastically (in a good way). =)

Joshua Rene. We may not be very close, but OM has brought us slightly closer. You're good for a chat or a laugh now and then, and 2.12 would never had been if you and Gid weren't laughing so much during break. It's the noise you make that makes the class. =P

Kevin Low. You've been a wonderful chairman and great leader. Your brand of humour is the most hilarious and it's great that you know so many people. Stay happy, though! XD
Edit: I have no idea who wrote that. Someone must have hijacked my blog. None of it's true, so just ignore it.

Sheu Zhi. Well, there's a lot to say about you but I don't know how to say it. You provide a different form of humour that... ceases to amaze. XD You still have your philosophical side, though, and it's nice discussing with you. I sure will miss you. =(

Louis Lim. A friend till the end. You've helped me a lot, joked with me a lot, and MPac brought us together. I envy your art skills - you manage to draw with such naturalness and spontaenity and they're really nice too! =D If you're reading this in Malaysia, can you remember to send me I'm Still Here? Thanks. XD

Chin Chuan. Your partnership with Louis to create some of the funniest scenes is really stuck in my memory. Even though we sat a class apart, we'll always be tight (i.e. friends). Don't let the mainstream get you down! YOU CAN KEEP YOUR SCHOLARSHIP! YEAH! XD

Darrell Neo. Another daily fuzzier. Well, it's been a great year with you and your laughter. You're a great friend and wonderful card-partner, Lol. Just stop stealing my pencil-box or my cat and we'll call it even. XP

Bryan Ong. A great fan friend and avid TNN critic! Woohoo! And it's thanks to you that I learnt so much about X-Box and Playstation. It's been a wonderful year with you. =)

Herrick Ong: Philosopher. 'Nuff said.
Seriously, you've been a great vice-chair and even better friend. Helping me with personal emotional problems, helping me control the class, helping me out with parodies and puns... there's not much more a friend can ask for. And you're gonna have ta live my life for a year as Chairman, ha! Many things can't be expressed with words, and my appreciation is one of them. Thank you Herrick. =)

Samuel Teo. You're good for a laugh anyday, and sitting beside you during the exam period and talking to you, even that little bit, makes me appriciate you more. Monopoly was fun too! XD

Shaun Lee. Oh my word. This is gonna be tough. Uh... your photoshop skills can make any picture look like Louis's (or even better - sorry Louis XD). Thanks for helping me out with my emotional problems too, even if it was only stopping to listen. 2.12 would never have been the same without their Archbishop, and your creative contributions are greatly appreciated. Thanks you so much! =)

Sidhant Sirikumar. You've been a great friend, and as another OMer, we have a common experience. Your name will ever be synonymous with Potatoes and Monkeys. =)

Tan Jun Yi. yharlothar! Jun Yi, I like you for who you are, a friend. You seem to let loose in class, but by your blog it can be seen that you have that serious, sensitive side. If it wasn't for you, there'd be no "Jun Yi! Shirt!", no "Jun Yi! Wake up!" and no "Jun Yi! Are you sleeping inside again?" before locking the door. I will definitely miss you, and you lame jokes. Thanks for lending me FF8 for the holidays. =)

Darren Wee. You may not have talked much through the year, but I like talking to you on MSN. We need to talk again, so please come online more often, I'll see if I can help. =)

Kevin Wong. You have been a great friend, both in and out of school. I think everyone appreciates your kindness and compassion, and your optimistic personality, which has helped me a couple of times. I've said a lot of stuff before, and I can't remember it now, so just another great big thank you! =)

Gideon Yap. Our very own class bouncer. What will I do now you're in a different class? Your type of humour is very hilarious, and it's mostly because of you that 2.12 is what it is today. I'll miss you, your laughter, your jokes, your stealing my jacket. =(

Daniel Yee. It's really sad we're being split too. You're a wonderful friend and even though you may a bit negative at time, I doubt you mean it. Words can't describe how much I'll miss you. =(

Yu Weihua. Hua, you've been a great friend too, and player of Duel Masters (Lol). Even you may be closer to Team Slack, we'll still be tight. =)

It's really painful for our class to have to split up like this. Like Herrick said, it's us that makes 2.12 Naphtali 2005 what it really is. Thanks to everyone in 2.12, you really made my year.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Naphtalians! Now!

[Quote of the post]
Believing hear, what you deserve to hear:
Your birthday as my own to me is dear;
But yours gives most; for mine did only lend
Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend.
[Song of the post] My Love - Westlife

Happy birthday to Kevin Wong! Yay! Whee, timed it just right. Kev's supposed to start a blog on his birthday; I'll link it ASAP and fix Daniel's broken link as well.

You might not remember, but there's this blogpost a couple weeks back about this bond between us. Yeah, having the same name can really bring people together, y'know? I won't talk much about this, but thanks Kwong for being my friend. =)

What I really want to talk about is this. In 48 hours time, the class of 2.12 Naphtali 2005 will officially cease to exist. We move to Sec 3, with a more difficult year ahead of us, different classes, different friends, different teachers, different trends. (Hey, that rhymed.)

As I look back over the year, the times we had, the times we shared, the things we did together, the things we laughed about, the teachers we joked about, the things we shouted about... *sigh* I really am going to miss 2.12.

When you think of it, the school annual yearbook is another victim of school budget. Sure, the only class you'll remember after you graduate is the one which you took through O-Levels, but how about the other three years? They brought you to that class. Why should only the Sec 4 photos be displayed, showcased in the everlasting memory? Is the school budget too small to pay for other class photos? They only have to hire the photographer - we're paying them for the photos. Sure, give feedback, you say, like it's so easy. The thing is, people in this era talk too much, and listen too little. But enough about that.

Looking back over the year, I realise what impact my class has on me, me on my class. This sort of thing is more impacting on me because I'm the Class Chairman; I see everybody everyday. Anyway, one of the major events this year is TNN. TNN brought the class together, no matter how loosely. Even Boey knows about it; not much, but still - he knows. It provided me with an outlet for my creativity and a voice for my reason, as well as entertainment for my friends, a couple of profitable crossovers and regestered franchises. As the class affects TNN, TNN affects the class. It's... kinda hard to explain, but (as Michael Wee undoubtedly knows) there's something special about this class that's hard to explain. I mean, we're not as close-knit as a sweater, but we're not as divided as fractions either. It's a big, complicated rojak of friendships and enemy-ships, love and hatred. But no matter what, we're still a class.

I'm sure gonna miss TNN, even though there'll be something like a sequel next year. The pioneers always seem better in a way, like TNN would be better than TZZ or whatever I come up with next year. My favourite quote in the whole story, the entire 20,000 or more words so far, is not something insightful, something witty, or even something stupid. It encompasses everything 2.12ish for the entire year, and it's not that I like it because my character says it.

"Naphtalians! Now!"

Those two words are just full of meaning. We can work together as a team, as a class, like during OEP. We may have some differences and conflicts, but even Kwong and Boey have a love-hate relationship (figuratively, of course). I haven't talked much about the Malaysian scholars, but if you only knew what type of friendships there are between us now... they're like the seasoning in a stew: everything would be okay without them, but they add the extra flavour.

As Jun Yi puts it, "its so strange to think that i didnt [have] this feeling at end of p6/ even though the separation there is a lot bigger". I think it's the maturation of our minds, the mixture of knowledge and hormones, that places us in this position. And of course, being together two years, both in something-point-12 classes, we know each other inside out.

To all who are not in 3.9 next year, I will miss you. 2005 has been the best year of my entire life so far. And although my behaviour today may not have shown it, I am proud to be your Chairman. Truly.

One final word; two actually. This is something I've been saying to most of the people who have MSNed me and are going to another class. "No matter what class you will be in, no matter what school you go to, you will always be here, a Naphtalian in my heart." I will never forget you.

"Naphtalians! Now!"

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

The Old Naphtalians

[Quote of the post] A straight path would be nice and easy to walk, but there wouldn't be much flowers by the side cause people who walked it earlier already picked everything growing beside the path. -[sufen]
[Song of the post] Bowling for Soup - Almost

Bowling for Soup - Almost
I almost got drunk at school at 14
Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen
Who almost went on to be miss texas
But lost to a sl** with much bigger br**stes
I almost dropped out to move to LA
Where I was almost famous for almost a day

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost loved you
I almost wished u would’ve loved me too

I almost held up a grocery store
Where I almost did 5 years and then 7 more
Cuz I almost got popped for a fight with a thug
Cuz he almost made off with a bunch of the drugs
That I almost got hooked on cuz you ran away
And I wish I woulda had the nerve to ask you to stay

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost had you
And I didn’t even know it

You kept me guessing and now I guess that
I spent my time missing you
I almost wish you would’ve loved me too

Here I go thinking about all the things I could’ve done
I’m gonna need a forklift cuz all the baggage weighs a ton
I know we’ve had our problems I can’t remember one

I almost forgot to say something else
And if I cant fit it in I’ll keep it all to myself
I almost wrote a song about you today
But I tore it all open and I threw it away

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn’t cut it
Almost had you
And I didn’t even know it

You kept me guessing and now I guess that
I spent my time missing you
And I almost had you

I almost wish you would’ve loved me too


Like that song.

Anyway, the Naphtalians are splitting up, since the different subjects we chose will take us different paths. For the most part, we're all heading for 3.9 Zepheniah next year, while some will be filtered out to 3.10 Nehemiah. It's sad the class has to split up... two years with the same bunch of people plus a few special extras has made life more meaningful, difficult and enjoyable at the same time. 2.12 Naphtali gave birth to the New Naphtalians, a superhero storywhich I will try to continue through to next year. How I'm gonna do that I don't know. I mean, c'mon. How many adjectives start with a 'Z'?

Today was cool emceeing for SL day. I think I was a bit nervous, and might have done better if it wasn't such a formal event. If it were slightly more relazed I may have been able to tell my jokes more casually. However, Ms Lim was there and her "Sense of Humour" switch was off, and it influenced the rest of the audience, so it got rrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllyyyyyyyyy boring after awhile. I swear, during the blackout there were definitely more students who dozed off in the darkness than seemingly possible. Without any visuals, the sound of a droning voice can put a person to sleep in less than five minutes. Argh.

Yeah, and then there was the power failure during the last third of the presentation. So the presentors had no slides and the emcees had no light to read their script. >_< Emceeing with Daniel is quite fun =)

Final event today: A Sec 1 pupil is alledgedly being expelled for making certain comments on his blog about school or teachers or something. Well, as a writer of a parodizing story I'm gonna hold my tongue, or my finger, whatever, but seriously; criticizing your teacher on a blog is both stupid and crazy during this period. The Sedation Law is hanging over the heads of bloggers like a guillotine, and one slight mistake and - WHAMMO! I'm not saying you can't criticize people of higher authority on your blog, but FLAMING and INSULTING people just isn't the way. Maybe it's better to just keep it in; write it in your personal diary or something. If you need an outlet for your anger, that's probably the best.

Okay, until next time. Yay.

Monday, October 24, 2005

Will you remember my name?

[Quote of the post] "I'm Bryan Ong, and this is my - no wait..." -Samuel Chan
[Song of the post] Remember - Ember McLain, Danny Phantom

Well, I can't believe I'm blogging... again... but something has happened that I feel I want to blog about.

Well, it's not so much as it's me, more like it's... me. Okay, stop beating around the bush and get to the point.

Well, I didn't get the PC award, unexpectedly. I dunno what the PC award is supposed to be given out for, but by what Mdm Lena Yeo said (about how my class should vote me for the PC award) I have gotten some premisconceptions (if there even is such a word). So I got my hopes up and everything, kinda like OM World Finals (oh, BTW Ms Loh didn't want her badges so she gave them to us - and I got a cool one I wanted! Yay! And a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Ms Loh and Mr Quek whose birthday is tomorrow.) when you're expecting to win something but you get a sudden, disappointing blow that hits you in the face like a ton of dead fishsticks.

Yeah, so, well, all my year's niceness didn't pay off... again... which is something I don't really care about. I mean, it's nice to know that you got a shiny certificate to prove that they actually helped, but without it all you are relying on is just your memory and their memory. And memories don't last forever.

Argh... I've got conflicting views about this. I mean, what I feel and what I know I'm supposed to feel are fighting inside me like rabid werewolves in a cage. One one hand, I'm feeling this, but I know I'm not supposed to be feeling this, and I get all... angry with myself, I guess.

Maybe I just need some appreciation. Maybe I'm getting all the appreciation I need; I'm just not noticing it. Maybe this is all good training for Prefect life next year, where you're overworked, underpaid and under-appreciated. *sigh*

I guess my life can be summed up in Bowling for Soup's Almost. I dream great things, try to do great things, but in the end, still end up second best, blocked in the shadow of someone standing in the spotlight.

There's much to talk about, but it's getting late and I've got emceeing tomorrow. So, congrats, Kwong and Louis. =)

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Uncle Edna: Curtain Installer

[Quote of the post] ignoramus (n.) someone who doesn't know something you learned yesterday. -The Wit's Dictionary.
[Song of the post] Dragosta Din Tei - O-Zone

What a weekend. And still my internet's HORRIBLY SLOW so I'm like REALLY ANGRY right now. Sigh.

Yesterday, emceeing for Sec 1 M.A.D. Not bad, but we (Gid and I) were darn monotonous because the GEP person from HQ was there. I didn't dare use any of my jokes. >_<

After that Ms. Mazlind treated us to pizza at Pizza Hut. Gid was really funny because he kept complaining about the service. Truthfully, it wasn't very good. There were maggots in the fake plant, they forgot about our second platter and we had to ask four times before they brought us a jug of water. And during that time we (Me, other me, Gid, Boey and Zhang) found out that...

4 teachers are not going to be in school next year. Yes, sadly, it's true, but we've been sworn to give a secret vow never to tell anyone yet. We'll let them break your hearts. We hate being the bearers of bad news.

After that, to Toa Payoh (my old home - I should have left moving till after SL) for Service Learning. The group we were working with didn't seem like some voluntary group at all: they were cheerful and happy and so... not cranky. (Maybe I haven't been working with many voluntary groups in my lifetime.) Well, there was one person there who looks very familiar - either she looks like one of the people on my Australia tour group, or she looks like the actress in that short clip shown on that stupid workshop on Tuesday.

Speaking of which, that workshop was horrible. I'm really really really sorry Louis you had to go on Friday. Alone. Sorry sorry sorry. =(

Oh, and Promotion test on Friday (which is why Louis went alone on Friday). Got all my knots correct (Yay! Hooray for mugging and the Internet! Which coincidentally is slow on my com so boo) so I have a slightly higher change of passing. Whee.

No, back to SL. We were installing curtains for the old folks. Unfortunately, Tucky brought black curtains from his mother's curtain shop and the old folks didn't like them because in their Chinese culture black is the colour of death. Ah well. But at least I installed three curtains. =)

And TUCKY GOT KICKED IN THE A**. No, seriously, one of the Spaces helpers kicked him in the rear when we were leaving. I can't remember what it was for, but he got booted in the booty. (Okay, that sounds wrong.) And they know him by Tucky! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It's like, "Tucky? Why Tucky?" AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It pays to stay back and help with the last curtain, because you get to see and hear stuff like this. MUHAHAHA!!

Ah well. That's it I guess. Besides the fact that we got our results back and I PASSED CHINESE!!! WOOHOO! I thought I wasn't going to make it because of my summary... *don't want to talk about it* and my compo *not wanting to talk about it either*... but I made it. And I made this hit list out of the people in class I could get marks from, and I'm on six out of ten lists. Hmm...

Oh well. Catch ya later.