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2007-06-27T23:34:00.001+08:00

i moved on to the new blog so fast that i forgot to tell you this:
thecoolnerd has moved. and he's no longer the cool nerd. this is saved for those precious times where my better youth was spent. now catch the new blog at www.thisnewme.blogspot.com

and relink!

2006-12-26T13:24:00.000+08:00

Im Dreaming of a Wet Christmas

Happy Christmas and a Merry New Year to one and all! This is the season to be jolly and we are jolly in the midst of bathing in the very feeling-ful monsoon rains. [metaphorically] This christmas has been a spiritually and emotionally satiated one.

First and most importantly, this year we didnt have a christmas tree, away with all the commercial erosion of the original christmas. Instead we chose to have christmas candles , not only because there's an alliterative ring to it but also because it was more spiritually gratifying. (and easier to clean up too.)

This year i had the most number of christmas dinners to go to since like forever. But who's complaining? It just means more turkeys, more ham, more log cake and more presents! First there was the emo dinner at Bryan's place where it was most probably our last reunion/gathering till next year (tentatively) but we all know we wont be able to shake off those guys for like ever! The dinner was delectably delicious and the movie after that [The Holiday] was unexplainably hollywood-ish but still oh so holiday-ish. It gave all ofus ther new found confidence and latent stamina to continue in the game we all play. Oh there was present exchanging which was uber fun. Thank you Jarren for that chic looking United Colours of Ben.... key bag.

Then there was the usual family dinners after mass on Christmas night. First time in a long time i wore a long sleeve shirt but they stilll thought the older brother was the younger one. But im fine with that cos we all know the younger brother is the cuter one. =P I got new Nikes!!!!Would show it you but cant find the picture so you'll just have to ask me out to see it!

Then there's mark's party tonight which im sure will be a blast.

Oh and remember guys, class dinner at White Dog Cafe Vivocity then class movie Death Note 2 oso. Yay! Will be uber fun , and ex but well..

Got the call from vj already. Remeses is my group and the sub grp's rascal. What a name right? I know. But well better than Jarren's THEY. As in that's the sub grp name.cool huh.. wunder what rj has in store for them. But then again, dont waste time lar hor.. maybe they name grps after like the elements in the period table or someting. Go hydrogen, go! or Helium, Helium all the way!

See you people around.
love ya'll

2006-12-20T20:58:00.000+08:00

Oh Holy Days

Before i begin blogpost proper, i would just like to officially, cordially invite all members of the uber cool, uber fantastic 4F to the movie premier of Death Note 2 on the 28th Dec 2006. Just simply present your uber stylish official limited edition 4F class tee and receive a complimentary Death Note 2 ticket*. [* Please pass a ten dollar note to the cashier too.] For more details, wait for your freindly friend Desmond to sms you. For if any unintended reason you do not receive a friendly text msg please give your friendly friend a call/sms [sms preferred] and he'll kindly fill you in the details.

Now that that is done, we'll move on. These holidays were superbly exciting and tremendously fulfilling.[no i didnt get a job nor volunteered at the old folks' home] First on my HolyDays list was PSLTC. It was so cool crashing the camp and staying over for the last time in school before being shamelessly and unglamly emo/cobe. (to find out what cobe means read previous post) [to find out what emo is, where have you been? Mars? No, Pluto. Sobs.] Kudos to the 15-year-olds and the 14-year-olds for the camp. But whoever said that 14 was the new 15, is/was/forever-will-be, seriously disturbed. I'll miss you, Mr B Bear.

Next up in my HolyDays list (Not LifeList, you Ellen diehards.) was the higly anticipated shopping spree in KL with a couple of peeps that are not 14/15 year olds but sometimes get a little disillusioned. "You think you 14/15 ah?" Or occasionally get a little too hopeful. "If only you were 14/15." That aside, i bought a grand total of 8 tees, not including those bought as gifts. Most people seem to think that that's an amazing fact, but im not most people. The days spent in the Singaporean owned serviced apartment in KL and the train ride back [with not exactly the strictest of departure checkpoints, to say the least] will be something i'll never cease to emo about with Jarren, Jiehao, John, Bryan and Mr Oh. F-O-S!

When i came back, it was time to go to Bintan. The sea view was splendid, the pool was chic (except for the occasional kodomo dragons swimming in it which actually added to the pool's exotic quotient) and the private bungalow (im not sure if it meets the requirement for bungalow but heck.) was a refreshing break from the hustle and bustle of life in good ol singapore. Didnt do nothing but swimming and eating. I got quite a pleasant tan, though.

Speaking of tans (spot the pun?), i went to spend a couple of exotic days at Mawai camp [which was also another break from civilization] where LTC is always held since like forever [dont take my word for it]. The rain was relentless as we climbed the mountain which i do not know the name of because i renounced memorizing names of mountains after cramming which two plates made what mountain [nazca and s.america for Andes Mountains by the way] after the geog core exams. Forget singing in the rain. Amateur. We were climbing in the rain and it was rejuvenating-ly refreshing. Jerric and genie were cute and so was the alleged relationship between the two NTU peeps, of which one is uncle steven and the other is jac/jack, i have no idea. The camp was deliciously free becaue the kind Lisa jie "invited us out of goodwill" and we will forever and ever be "morally indebted to her". And thanks to the godson of wendy sukiyaki who suddenly got casted in LOTR, lisa jie is calling us to go for the SEC3 camp with our school next year! If that's not cool, even the coolnerd aint cool. Not only do we not have to pay, we get paid as instructors! Green shirt, here i come. Oh and the free tan! [Spot the pun!]

After that was done, it was time to once again plunge into the realms of the concrete jungle. I went to watch a couple of movies with a couple of people this time. Trust the Man was a romantic comedy which is NC16 so you can imagine that it's kinda sexed up. Half the time we didnt understand the joke. But then again, maybe it's just me.

Today i watched Dejavu with Bobby and Rahul, unlikely combination but well.. There was suppose to be more people but some had dentals to go to and others had other more spiritually inspired activities to engage in so that left only us. Some may say Deja vu is a cheesy time travel movie but i think it's a chic, deep, introspective blockbuster that is a hybrid between a time travel show and a 2-hour long CSI episode. Cool. After the show Bobby tried to explain the intricacies of time travel [whoever would have guessed he's an astro-physics enthusiast?] and i blanked out. That was chang yang's territory. Then Rahul left for street soccer and Bobby followed me to get a present for Bryan's Christmas Party. Exactly $15. Yeah! I then followed Bobby to some Teddy Bear shop at Esplanade in search of some teddy his friend has from Canada (the bear, not friend) When they earnestly asked who the bear was for, Bobby said myself and she burst into a chuckle. She probably thought we were queer. Do the math.

Still learning to use beta.
Love ya'll.

2006-11-23T21:55:00.001+08:00

The Way of The SUMO

Step one is to embrace Emo-ness.
Yupps emoness 'cos only when you get closure can you follow the Way of The SUMO.

[Interuption: Was just sms-ing with Bobby and he said when people are SUMO-ing, tell them to COBE! - Come On Be Emo! Sighs, Bobby is just so misunderstood. Like everyone else.]

Okayys so today it's gonna be an emo post. Just finished PLTC 06. Was uber cool. It's really weird in a great kind of way to see the sec 3s get their blackshirts. Even though some didnt really get it, we all know (and hope) that they know that you dont always have to be a black shirt to be a black shirt.

Like someone always say,
It's not WHAT you wear, but WHO wears it.

The sec 2s were cool too. See lots of potential. Just hope that they stay that way and stay with PSB. Especially the good ones. The 14-yer-olds were pretty impressive. I think they'll do well being facils. At least i can spot a few.

Sighs last nite was so emo! We were like all squeezing on the small Monitors' Council sofa/bed, at like 4 in the morning. Oh and night walk was fun. But tiring. There was like me, xuanyi, renan, chin boon and there was one nmore i think.Sorry cant remember.. it was 4 in the morning! Woke up with a back and neck ache to fetch bryan from the airport. At 6! [as in woke up at six in the morning, clocking 2 hours of sleep. But i paid back already -slept the whole day today]

So after the camp, in true Singaporean fashion, we became Peer Support Mentors! (unofficially lah!) Cos got Senior already mah, so now must Mentor.

Sighs im so gonna miss the smell of the room.
And Mr Broadrick Bear! What would i have done without him?

Anyways, im doing my pae thingy thing tong tmr. I decided to do science in vj. Math, econs, lit and PHYSICS! i dont believe myself either. Tuition, tuition lor.

Tomorrow ill be off to KL with lubly emo peeps to shop, shop and shop! Wont be around till sometime next week. I HAVE TO FIND MY NIKES!

I'll miss Mr Broadrick Bear.

2006-11-18T13:10:00.000+08:00

It ended yesterday.
Im done proving im Ordinary.
Now what matters is HOW Ordinary i am. (or was)

Anyways
I went out with the usual emo people to Vivo yesterday to watch James Bond: Casino Royale
I dunno but i cant help but have the picture of Chicken Royale from Pizza Hut in my mind everytime someone mentions that movie. Still, the movie was cool.

But before the movie we had lots of time so we went for some retail therapy. Okays fine, maybe only John did the retail bit cos he was the only one crazy enough to buy that Pull and Bear tee (it was a nice tee okay) The rest of us are saving up to splurge in Malaysia next week. GAP was still great, that pullover that im eyeing is still there. Im so gonna get it.

Then we went to PageOne, this huge bookstore that i thought was even better than boring Borders. And we all got so inspired by all those simple-yet-in-an-abstract-kind-of-way books. Like the one about the Little Happy Pig or something. (And you could tell we were all high from the history paper)

But then we saw this life-changing book. It's all about shutting up and moving on. That was uber uber uber like totally now. (huh? Sorry the highness is still kinda in my system) It's called SUMO. (for the uninformed and/or unfortunate: SUMO = Shut Up, Move On)
I totally get this book. I mean Emo is like so yesterday. (Seth, told you it was too late to be emo.) Embrace Emo-ness when the end is near and in sight. But when it's over you gotta be Sumo. I mean like Get Over It.

SUMO is the new EMO.
Period.

Oh and thankyou Jarren's mummy for fetching me all the way home from Vivo yesterday at 1am in the morning.

2006-10-23T21:12:00.000+08:00

In essence, Oh EMO..

2006-10-08T19:47:00.000+08:00

happy birthday to me!

man yesterday's parteh was smokin'! (in every sense on that word)
despite the haze cos of all that slashing and burnin' a HUGE thank you to everybody that made it to da parteh last night. maybe it was cos of the bbqin that the PSI went up to 140.
it's been a long long long time since i had a parteh like that. it was exhausting but uber fun yeah!

and THANKEWS everybody for your wonderfully meaningful and absolutely i-love-it presents yah!
i was like wow-ing and oh-my-gawding the whole time!

thankyou Thiru, Jia Wei, Seth, Wai Wan, JT, Dennis, Jansen, Boey, Dcruz, Liang, Zi Hao, Darren and Yap Heng for that uber uber cool ACOUSTIC GUITAR!

thankyou da cLUB emo dudes: Bryan, Jarren, Calvin, George, Jie Hao, Jin Jian, John, Darius (did i miss anyone?) for da Marks and Spencer PINK polo tee! im now officially Geek in da Pink!

thankyou Darryl, Fadhil, Zhi Han, Han Loong, Hong Yee and Ben Kang for the CRUMPLER BAG! im no Crumpler-hater no more! =P oh and thank you Darryl, Fadhil and Zhi Han for the Snow Patrol CD..

thankyou Winston and Sean James for the BILLABONG WALLET and PARKER PEN! and the signatures from Quan Yifeng and Dasmond Koh! =P

thankyou Chang Yang and Wayne for the JUDE THE OBSCURE book.

thankyou Zheng Whye for that cute magnet..

thankyou Jian Lin for the OP Spice tee..

thankyou Aaron lake for milk bottle full of Kisses..

thankyou John for the Hersheys..

thankyou Ian for the Ang Bao.. haha..

p/s For party pics, go http://community.webshots.com/user/vscLUBemo

2006-10-02T20:57:00.000+08:00

11 days to graduation!

ohh.. emo emo emo!
Just a little more than ten days and i wont be able to go to school. man that sucks. so im doing crazy things like not paying my 30 cent library fine so that that certain someone would come and look for me. never knew what it felt like before.
anyways, what is just uber kewl is that they just asked me to be emcee for grad ceremony! That is like.. [pardon my brashness] Oh My Gawd!.. And so i said yes. I think Rahul is doing emcee too.
ahh.. it's gonna be so darn emo larh!
lubbit!

peace out.
[oh and congratulate me cos i didnt fail physics, and that's before mod okay!]

2006-09-14T11:20:00.000+08:00

you could hear silent screams in the hall yesterday
"they never say anything about this in the texbook wad! how can anyhow test like that one??!!"

you could feel the excruciating exercise devouring the life out of the people
"arrghh.. dun wan do already lah "

you could understand the the dark desires they had
"if only our physics scripts gets stolen or something then they have to use mock exam grades"

Yes. We felt sufficiently stupid and reassuringly retarded.
Mission accomplished.

2006-09-08T13:50:00.000+08:00

Chairman Mao dies tomorrow in 1976.

ohh the tragedy.
Yes, he may be communist but that doesnt mean he didnt contribute nothing to the world.
I mean if Hitler can get nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize [but ofcourse got de-nominated that same year] maybe Mao should get nominated for something too. Maybe the Pulitzer Prize?
[for the clueless: Think Red Book.]

Maybe not.
But his policies did help China become what it is today - a developing maniac. His agarian reforms saw peasants 're-educating' the landowners and raising the standard of living of the poor. He could have been part of Making Poverty History. Or at least try to...

Then his uber cute! social policies. [i love this part]
There was the New Socialist Man. [mao would have been a great marketing executive, i reckon]
5 loves:
Love Fatherland
[national education],
Love People
[Power to the people!],
Love Science
[Chem, Physics and Bio],
Love Labour
[Nil sine labore]
and most of all
Love Public Property.
[i think we totally need this, seeing how vandalism has chiselled the beautiful interior of the bus i took home yesterday.]

Where is the love, ya'll?
[for other cute things like this go look for the 5 Olds, the 4 Pests etc.]

And also, he elevated the status of women in China by abolishing arranged marriages and foot binding. [You know how many years it would have taken the UN to accomplish such a major humanitarian feat? no pun intended.]

But ofcourse we all make mistakes and unfortunately they didnt spare Mao either.
But how would a politician know that steel from backyard furnaces are useless?
Thats why we embrace science, you see. Now we know.

But he was clever. After that Great Leap FAUX PAS, he quit. But it was all part of his plan.
He put himself out of power, then embarked on the Cultural Revolution and started telling that one billion population [okay maybe not that many last time, but you never know..] to rebel against authority. Revolt against everyone with power. And you see, at that time he didnt have power. Brilliant isnt it?

Better yet, he blamed the capitalist [cos they took over for a few seconds] for the deep shit China was in. [read: Great Leap Forward]

This man is good.
I mean clever, shrewd, astute and other superlatives you can think of.
But too bad communism lost. Wrong bet, mister.

So tomorrow we remember that guy who was perpetually a teenager. All that rebellion and teen angst. He never grows up, like Peter Pan. Dont believe? See him at tienanmen square. Didnt age one bit.

P/s See. now you can do that China Under Mao seq if it comes out next week! =P

2006-09-04T20:36:00.000+08:00

Rejoice for the Lord is Good!
to God be the Glory
Great things he hath done!

thankyou lord for the food i eat
thankyou lord for the nights i sleep
thankyou lord for cute cats and dogs
thankyou lord for my BORN AGAIN IPOD!

yea! my iPod okay already
all i had to do was reset it
but remeber to toggle the hold button first!

so here goes..

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense. NO CHEATING!
4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!
5. Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.

How are you feeling today?
Right here waiting - Richard marx

waiting for something to happen. waiting for my bdae!
everyone remember double tenth okays!
no present oso can. just remember can already
yah right!

Will you get far in life?
wang le ai - van fan yi chen

ill just get caught up with everthing and forget to love
aww..

How do your friends see you?
let me fall - josh groban

i must be so funny that everytime they see me they fall
im gonna be funnier than ellen degeneres! [cannot spell]

Will you get married?
How do i live - LiAnne Rimes

if i dont love, wouldnt marraige be excruciating?

What is your best friend's theme song?
wo niu - jay chou

a snail? i only noe water snails give you bilharzia..
nasty..
[sorry, was studying rivers the whole day..]

What is the story of your life?
bao zhe ni ku - wang xin lin

is it that bad? gosh.. sobs..
why so many chi-pop song one??

What was primary school like?
pure snow - love hina

huh? what song is this?
ee Darren! love hina is that sick comic tingy rite!
[i downloaded all darren's songs..]

How can you get ahead in life?
Almost - Bowling for soup

this is bad.. real bad..

What is the best thing about your friends?
Sympathy - BBMak

guess we hangout cos they see me no friends, so sad..
i think im gonna cry again.. sobs..

What is in store for this weekend?
I just wanna Live - Good Charlotte

guess just living my life out as it is..
muggin..

What song describes you?
We Believe - Good Charlotte

tell me anything and ill believe..
water snails cause bilharzia..

To describe your grandparents?
Numb Vs. Encore - JayZ feat. Linkin park

*no comments*
too sensitive..

How is your life going?
Be My Escape - Relient K

totally!
escape from muggin..
escape from tests..
escape from prelims..

What song will they play at your funeral?
Chun Zai - 5566

guess i'll still linger around for a lil bit..
who wants a visit?

How does the world see you?
Numb/Encore - JayZ feat linkin park

erm.. like my grandparents?

Will you have a happy life?
Single - Natasha Bedingfield

I guess my iPod doesnt want me to get married very much huh..
lubschoo forever lahs nano!

What do your friends really think of you?
Seasons in the Sun - Westlife

aww.. they think of me every season of the year!
lubschoo too lah fwens!

Do people secretly lust after you?
WangJi - Zhou Chuan Xiong

sorry.. forgot already..
too many to count bahx..

How can I make myself happy?
Burn - Usher

that's saddistic man!
nano, i thought you loved me?

What should you do with your life?
The Taste - Five for Fighting

taste life to the fullest man!
even if it taste like ear wax
eeuwx..

Will you ever have children?
Little Respect - Wheatus

yea lots man..
and they'll have lil respect fer me cos i wouldnt be married..
err maybe not.. no thankyou..

Next 5 to kenna(MUAHAHA):

-me
-myself
-I
-desmond
-thecoolnerd

there's too much hate in me to sabo anyone else..
sorry.. maybe next time..
maybe after i finish burning my life..
sobs..

2006-09-01T21:21:00.000+08:00

Bye Pluto,
Hi Dezmo!

Sometimes you have so much to tell someone but when that time comes you just dont know what to say.

Sometimes you tell half truths and whole lies and then really want to explain things to make things right again and when the time comes you just cant.

Sometimes you want to be there for someone cos you can just feel how much that someone is hurting but when that someone walks pass you along the corridoors you just smile and say hi.

Sometimes you just dont know what to do cos everything's going so fast and you still have two chapters of geog and three chapters of history to study before the prelims comes.

Sometimes you just sit around watching tv even when there's nothing to watch and then fall asleep when you know that you should be doing something else [like studying]

Sometimes you sit in front of the computer screen and indulge in a lil bit of narcissism, blogging about things that happen sometimes and you realise that really..

All these SOMEtimes are really MOSTtimes and you really dont know what to do anymore cos you discover that your entire life has been built on elaborate excuses and lame lies that you constantly tell yourself so that you make yourself think that life is a bed of roses but when in fact there are more thorns than roses.

Then you ask yourself why are you whining when you should be out there making things better and the only real reason that's stopping you from doing that is because you never stop complaining about how things are and forever dreaming about how things could have been.

So i am.

Im gonna change my life by going to study mangroves now.

Ciao.

2006-08-28T22:29:00.000+08:00

goodbye, TLL

today was last day of TLL. Was quite emo lar. i mean like i was there since 1998 [means i was there for like 9 years].

i remember before i left the classroom..
i surveyed those familiar white-washed walls for the last time.

TLL isnt like school. You cant like go back there to "visit". i mean like no one does that for tuition centres, for crying out loud! But ive been there longer than ive been in any other school, not even primary school. So that was really one last look.

then i gave that teachers' day card to mrs chew. which said:

"i taught this guy for 9 years and all i got was this lousy card."

cool right?
then when i was waiting for my dad [while eating my last ben and jerry's ice-cream] i meet this other teacher who taught me for some time too.

"hey, Dashing Desmond. i heard you're leaving the system."
[she was trying to teach us alliterations the other time. and this was one of the better ones. more horrible alliterations were along the lines of Desperate Desmond. Sorry, no emmys this year. not even for hair.]

so sad yahs.
been there donkey years and now im gone

why i speak funny?
cos i went TLL
you got a prob wid that?

2006-08-22T22:10:00.000+08:00

2006-08-20T21:35:00.000+08:00

i want things back to normal
i want to start all over
i want to feel again
cos i dont think i remember

can i turn back
can we start over
can we slow down
can we pull over
cos it's too fast
too fast for me
so please

things just arent the same
things just changed so much
i dont wanna play the game
no more
i just want to feel i can touch
touch the sky

just like before

2006-08-18T21:49:00.000+08:00

"aim for the stars
cos even if you stumble
you fall on the clouds"

cool rite?
i heard some senior telling some junior that
okay i think READ is better word to use

fine, it's a bit corny
but arent all these kind of motivation thingy supppose to be like that?

sigh
wasted my day away today
found myself lazing in front of the teevee
then falling asleep
then watching tv again
then remember that prelims are like 7 days or something
then blog
then watch tv again
then do math [actually still undecided]

houston, we got a problem..

Dissociated

2006-08-09T21:37:00.000+08:00

"dont forget to remember me"

i dunno why
but these few days i feel a lil bit detached

not from sanity
but kinda emotionally
or something

yea emo emo emo
not so emo after all
gets a tad bit corny
and tacky and icky

maybe im trying to make it all easier to let go
or maybe im just makin up excuses
maybe i dunno what im doing after all

ive stopped going places
ive stopped meeting ppl
ive stopped seeing faces

but just when i see hope
and think that maybe it's not that bad after all
gravity pulls me back down to earth
and drags me under

we'll always have each other
yea rite..

we'll keep in touch
blahblahblah..

by the way
mdm tazneen wants me to join some blogging competition thingy
obviously she hasnt read my blog

like anyone does anyway

oh and happy birthday sing-gah-pore
and what better way to end the day of patriotic celebrations than to study her beautiful industrialization and restructuring, and analyse her gorgeous education and housing schemes in the 60-70s, 80s, and 90s.

gotta up the NERD factor
*shrugs*

2006-08-06T22:24:00.000+08:00

"then i see you standing there
wanting more from me
and all i can do is
try"

sometimes it's not the pressure from your parents, teachers or even friends
sometimes all that stress comes from within
sometimes it comes from the desire to not admit that you arent really that much you want to be
sometimes you just want to deny that you're not that good after all
sometimes you just want to make sure you dont stop trying..
whatever that may mean

Help! I've been mugged!

2006-08-03T10:15:00.000+08:00

Yesyes the past few weeks have been dreadful.
Devastatingly dreadful.

You do nothing but mug.
Mug. mug. mug.
It's like Mugging bootcamp.
Mugging for mocks.

"You are supposed to FAIL mock exams."
I'll keep that in mind.

Am doing the CME Quiz thingy
i think it's so immature to think that a few mcq questions can determine a person's moral calibre [yes im blogging in eng class. again.]

i cheated.

"hi" says jt

anyways..
Total Defence Day was first conceptualized in 1984
so says Wikipedia
and i got that question correct!

final score: 90%
wow. says that much huh.

okaysokays
a month to the preliminary pandemonium
gotta up the NERD factor

mug for peace.
study people, STUDY!

still unsure when chinese 'o's will be released
still unsure whether i wanna noe
will it be overwhelmingly comforting?
or underwhelmingly crushing?
we'll see

and singapore celerates 41 years soon
happy birthday!

so let's all be patriotically proud
and embrace singlish
ppl have been debating this for ages
but there's really no reason for contention

singlish sets us apart
it makes us different
it makes us unique
so much for uniquely singapore

sin-gah-pore, i lubs choo lahx!

who cares if people say i action?
i'll speak perfectly sound queen's english when i want to
and i'll utter homely singlish expressions when i feel like it
blah you lah!

[oh and keep in mind im still in eng class. we doing oral today.]

and this is from wikipedia:
Singlish, a portmanteau of "Singapore" and "English", is the English-based creole spoken colloquially in Singapore. Although English is the lexifier language, Singlish may be difficult to understand for speakers of standard varieties, such as British, American or Australian English. The main difficulties in understanding are Singlish's unique slang and syntax, which are more pronounced in informal speech.

whatever lorhx.

2006-07-16T20:43:00.000+08:00

Uniquely Singapore

2006-07-16T20:05:00.000+08:00

Singapore has been called several things over the years...

Little red dot
Garden City
Clean and Green City
Lion City

And now..
Hip City!
Go get it. Support local.

And also..
That place where Jack Sparrow is
savvy?
unless you've watched POTC
yea!

oh and that scene where Kiera Knightly's hair was short
she was just so darn blardy hot!
[even hotter than when she wears long hair]

and i think from now onwards ill blog in stanzas
i think it's just so much easier to read

oh and i hear Planet Shakers swinging by town soon
But it's in August
that's like prelims
muggin muggin muggin

Peace.

Yea Singapore!

2006-07-13T22:34:00.000+08:00

Great job guys!
Bottom three
soon people, soon.

i found out that someone else got same blogskin as me.
so im officially on the lookout for a new one.
got lobang tell me.

snoozed the whole day
what a shame
i got to go memorize the SS answer scheme now
good governence

i'm all set to be a politician already.
that would be cool

at least cool enuff for the coolnerd.

Singapore Idiot

2006-07-12T21:48:00.000+08:00

If you realise, i've taken off that background soundtrack. Wherever you will go. Sigh. he just had to sing that song. of all songs he HAD to pick that one and killed it! [and i dun mean in a good way like they mean it on So You think You Can Dance.] It's disgusting lor!

Even if you got lotsa moolahs, dont punch in that dreaded number. Vote for anyone else except him. Everyone else did superbly well. Except him ofcourse. Please. Dont be blind. Dont be deaf.

I'd rather not have Sinfapore Idol if that yucky thing is the reason why we are having SI this year. [courtesy of Ja]
And what happened to that Top 5? Mr Dick head?
And now even ken lim has gone mad.
What is this world coming to?

Please. DONT KILL SINGAPORE IDOL.

wad did i tell ya?

2006-07-10T22:35:00.000+08:00

ITALY WON!

Told ya so.

I woke up at 2 in the morning just to watch it. The grand finals of World Cup 2006 was like awesome! There was enough drama to constitute a Reality TV programme. Lubly. The goals were spectacular. And i totally think Zidane should be named Man of the Match. I mean like if not for this awesome guy, and his terrific head-butt into the chest of one the italians, would italy have won? Maybe not. in desperate times, even the beauty morphs into a beast.

Maybe thecoolnerd is quite the footie fan after all.

Football Forecast by the Footie Fool

2006-07-07T18:18:00.000+08:00

On 10th July 2006, at 1.50am [Singapore time], THE WORLD WILL STOP. The entire modern humanity will keep their eyes glued to their idiot boxes. The human race will witness an evolutionary event, the most-anticipated sporting phenomenon only comparable to the one in 2002. Yes, people in high places will push aside exigent matters and pressing problems to catch this B-E-A-Utiful game. They will give lifes in exchange for 90 minutes of excellent excitement and mind-blowing euphoria.

Never mind that some fat guy with curly hair just flung a ballistic missile [range of 6000km] in the direction of the exotic getaway to the A-listers of hollywood. Nevermind that the obnoxiously oppressed people of the place north of where we got the lubly Jewel in the Palace are starving, dying and eating grass and other people. Nevermind that the people who gave us Meiji chocolates want to stop giving aid to the people at the north of the palace with lots of jewels. Nevermind that no one is supporting that notion. Nevermind that the folks who star in the last two chapters of Our Modern World History textbook are relishing this moment, when the world's superpower is on its knees. Nevermind that nevermind that the world is on her way to a ballistic battle. Nevermind that the place which is 'international responsibilty' had 20 citizens who were killed in 6 hours [that that's a large number] becoz the world's most powerful person [who just celebrated 60 years of life, and 60 isnt that old..] is afraid of the fund managers sitting in a high-end office building in his country. Nevermind that it is a year after Simon Cowell's metro system was bombed. Nevermind that the O-levels are inching closer.

It's the World Cup. So who cares right? We all just want our football. We just want to be able to go to school at 9:35 am and not get stopped by the security guard and then handed over to the reason we all go to school for.[think: Fall into pond. Who would miss that?] We just want to stay up late [or early] to be the first to know for sure that ITALY WON! Yes.

ITALY WILL WIN.

It's a known fact. It's an established actuality.
Why?
Becoz of one reason or another.
Evidently.

Even my geog teacher agrees,"The boys from Italy are just much cuter."

The greens will triumph the blues. Even the green on the World Cup 2006 logo is bigger than the blue.
Notice that the only dif is the green and the blue? And the official emblem has more greens than blues? The veggies are so gonna trash the fries.

2006-07-03T23:04:00.000+08:00

New Term

2006-07-03T22:26:00.000+08:00

Emo shot (ee-mo-shot)
n.

1. a picture, photo, pic, pix

eg. The sec4s are staying back after school tomorrow to take some emo shots.

Hard Times are Hard to Come By

2006-07-02T14:59:00.000+08:00

The higher you fly, the harder you fall
The next two years depends on that call
Im currently in the School of Hard Knocks
But im living well and letting God

Letting go of hopes i'd clung to
Congratulating frineds who'd made it through
Trying hard not to be sour grapes
But "Dont call us, we'll call you," they'd said

You've slammed the door right in my face
You've tried to take the spirit of my days
But i've held tight and not let myself crack
But dont expect me to come crawling back

Yea i might be going through a hard time now
But im quite sure that im okay
or at least im trying to think that way

But then again
Ousted or Liberated?
Rejected or Emancipated?

Denial.

2006-07-01T17:14:00.000+08:00

Who's this Mr A-Z?
He's a
Songsmith [listen Geek in the Pink]
Wordsmith [think Wordplay]
Blogsmith [read www.jasonmraz.com. Uber cool posts. And the big EMO too.]

If he ever comes around town to perform COUNT ME IN! I heard his live shows are uber cool. And how can the nerd not visit the geek? Whether he's pink or purple or blue?

When the world gets tired of the Mr A-Z [gosh.. how long wil that take?] and he aint putting out records anymore, we'll get him to be the resident act at cLUB EMO. Man, that would be emo.[imagine making Checking into a plane so emo.. just ask jarren..]

Racing in Trepidation

2006-06-23T18:37:00.000+08:00

Im really counting my blessing cos i didnt suffer from cardiac arrest from all that pounding against my chest from within. This weekend, okay maybe just friday afternoon and sat morning, has been totally nerve-wrecking. Yes. It was back to back.

Yesterday was Chinese O level Orals. I think it went okay. Im just glad it's all done and over with. What flower what garden. Who cares. Pass, Merit or Distinction doesnt really matter. As long as i get an A1 for chinese overall can already. It was crazy being the second one to be tested. Nerves were everywhere.

Then this morning i got wrapped up in nerves again. I had to go for the VJ DSA Auditions. It went okay. I just had to be the first one to have a go at it for today. That's insane lah! But i thnk the chances are so slim it's gonna be a miracle if i get in. Almost 90 people went and they picking 8 only. Someone do the long division. Someone do the math. But it's okay if i dun get in lah. then will just do it the orthodox way.

The Tenth Circle by Jodie Picoult [say "pee-coe"]. Out of this world. Thecoolnerd gives it 4 out of 5 stars.

Pickup line from the book :
Do you believe in love at first sight
or do i have to ask you to walk by me again?

This is the cLUB EMO_dp_ version_beta.
New font. Cool eh?

cLUB EMO

2006-06-23T15:27:00.000+08:00

[Des]
The journey's not over
there's still a long way
we wont be together
but love still stays
the times that we had
the laughter we shared
the fun that was there
we'll always remember

[Des]
A one way street
there's two paths to choose
we stand at the junction
the red light's on
but it turns green
and we have to go
but either way we'll always remember

Chorus 1
[Des]
Time will pass
but the times we had will always be there
We will stay
together forever and evermore
Stuck on you
Exotic people and Emo dudes
Change will comebut we will stay and not be moved

[Calvin]
Think of the times
we had our faux pas
those silly moments
that took us so far
from kaki panters
to angsty young punks
but we pulled through
and so we remember

[Des]
i need you and
you need me
let's cut the chase
we need each other
Embrace each other
as we all try
supporting each other
as we remember

Chorus 2
[Des]
Rain will fall
but the paint on us will never be washed
Lights will dim
but the fire, our hearts, will never go off
Curtains close
and as we sing our final song
Hearts will join
in sacred union, forevermore

[Jont]
We part ways
go separate ways
but we will gather
one fateful day
remebering the times
remembering good times
we've played and we've fought
but still we remember

[Jont]
We leave this place
and then look back
to see what we've done
it's all good my friend
look forward not back
look what we have ahead
the memories to be made
we'll always remember

[Des]
it's always hard t say goodbye
it's always tough to be alone
the only things that make it better
are memories that we remember

Chorus 3
[Jont and Des]
Tears will fall
as we leave this place
Say goodbye
but the memories stay
laughs and tears
that brought us all here
friends and foes
one day , im sure, we'll all come home

A huge big THANKEW to Calvin and JonT for helping me with this song. It's called cLUB EMO cuz it's uber emo and it's the official club song for cLUB EMO!! Yays!

2006-06-22T19:10:00.000+08:00

dEsMOnd

i finished compiling the song already. Yupps.. the Exotic people and Emo dudes song Calvin and Jonathan Tan contributed to it. Thankews to them and cuz now im at jarren's house blogging (exceed bandwidth already.. dun laugh lah darryl..) so i dun have it with me now. Post it later..

PSB and Desmond Intertwined

2006-06-16T00:59:00.000+08:00

It was coincidence which led me to PSB. It was not something straight forward. There was some sort of search before I finally managed to find PSB. I was channeled to LTC but due to some concerns on my parents’ part, I had to pull out from LTC and hence, that opened the door for me to PSB – and that was how the fun all started.

The PLTC’04 that I attended was one that I did without a tiny bit of regret. While it equipped me with the necessary skills and techniques required in peer support, what I felt more strongly was that I suddenly realized that I was given the opportunity to be a leader; to be a counselor; to be someone whom people would go to for help and support. This was when I realized that I was going to be someone useful; someone that was somebody; someone that could inspire people. Moreover, it proved to be the platform for me to meet and get to know the other student leaders in this school. This gathering of then-future student leaders was the highlight of my December holidays in Sec 2.

After PLTC’04, my fellow camp mates and I emerged proudly as official Peer Support Leaders. We received our red shirts from Mr. Oh at the end of camp and attained our greatly anticipated Peer Leader Badges on the very day we were to start our duties as Peer Leaders. That day, we were to meet the parents of the people whom we were to support - it was Sec 1 Registration. We had to take care of administrative stuff and be the first people those fresh Victorians and their parents meet, and to greet them with wide smiles, welcoming them into the Victorian family with open arms.

After Registration, it was Sec 1 Orientation. I had to, in the capacity of a PSL, bring my sec one Peer Leader Class1F around the school to familiarize them with the new campus and also to assist them in picking their CCAs. It was the first time I had a look at them as a class on a whole and while having to bring them around did cause some headaches along the way, I enjoyed every bit of it.

I was getting used to being mentor, friend and brother to 1F and hence when the seniors were soliciting for PSLs to go for the Sec1 camp, I pounced at that opportunity. The camp gave me the chance to understand the entire sec1 population better and also to gain a better comprehension of 1F. That was truly vital to my work as a Peer Support Leader. Being a senior at the camp showed me how different it was to attend a camp and to facilitate a camp, and my obvious choice would be the latter. Facilitating the camp made known to me things that I wouldn’t have been exposed to and you really learn so much more from facilitating rather than merely attending the camp.

When we got back from camp, it was on to the very activity we were prepared for-Peer Leader Sessions. I spent time with my sec 1s, who thankfully were persuaded to stay back beyond their curriculum time to allow me to conduct these sessions with their welfare at heart. We discussed topics ranging from CCAs to fitting into Secondary school life and the occasional BGR. However, the other peer leaders in charge of 1F felt a little left out as they didn’t get to go for Sec 1 camp and hence weren’t very close to them. Nevertheless, we took turns to conduct the sessions and eventually, everyone got to know everyone and everyone was part of this very loving, very supportive family.

What came along next was to change my entire perspective of PSB. I had the honour of getting my application to go for the Peer Support Convention passed and hence I attended this congregation of PSLs from all over Singapore to share, learn and spread the spirit of peer support. It taught me how big a difference I could make as a Peer Leader.

Soon after, we as PSLs were all called to go for Exco interview. It wasn’t exactly nerve-wrecking but still there was still a certain amount of nerves present. I didn’t go in hopeful as I was already contented with the leadership position entrusted to me by my CCA, and hence thought that I would be better to give this leadership opportunity to other just as deserving leaders. However, the seniors felt that I should be given a role in the development of PSB and therefore I was to be a Committee Member (Treasurer). Honestly, I wasn’t very content with this result, although I did mention earlier that I wasn’t very hopeful, as I was naïve to think that being just a committee member would restrict my ability to contribute, but I managed to grapple with the initial disappointment and to tell myself that what I do is up to me and not merely a rank or position.

After we got picked, it was time for us to do the picking. For the first time ever in ‘Red Shirt History’, the red shirts from LTC and PSB came together, with the notion that closer working relations between student organizations was beneficial for all, and decided that we should interview the entire group of sec2s that were to go for one of the leadership programmes. Unfortunately, I was not around to interview those fresh sec2s but I understand that selection was one that was filled with controversy and contention. When the grueling process was completed, we agreed upon who was more suitable for the different programmes. From the looks of it, this move was clearly an intelligent one as the talent pool was much bigger and the quality of the PSLs were definitely far more superior.

When that was done, it was down to planning PLTC’05. I had a blast planning for it and obviously executing it. From the workshops to the Amazing Race (which Nic Lim and I planned by the way), from digging in the sand pit to filling up a bucket with whatever ‘liquids’ that were available, from ‘bumming’ from chair to chair to sharing an apple with a best bud without using hands, from night walk to bbq, it was truly a great experience. What’s even better was that I got to know the future student leaders of VS better and I’m glad to say that VS is in good hands. They came in as awkward khaki-panters but emerged as Peer Support Leaders, all grown up.

Having molded those PSLs, it was then time to commemorate the efforts of all the student leaders in VS and this was manifested in the form of the Inaugural Student Leaders’ Investiture (SLI). PSB chipped in too and offered our services in the organizing of this meaningful event together with the other student organizations like MC and PB in a bid to foster closer ties between the student organizations. It was a wonderful event and it was encouraging to realize that the school recognizes the efforts of all student leaders.

Up next was Peer Support Convention ’06. Again, it was sort of a coincidence. It just so happened that I got to know the Chairperson of RGS PSB and hence we attempted to invite her and her team to give a short sharing session during PLTC’05. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, that did not work out. However, when Convention time came along, they called us and invited us to co-organize PS Convention ’06. Naturally, we were extremely excited about holding the event with them, due to obvious reasons. (And I’m talking about being exposed to how other boards are run and how we can learn from them.) Like someone once said, “Convention is like Christmas in the PSB calendar!” That pretty much summed up the initial excitement.

We gathered both our manpower together, mixed them up a little, called ourselves the OC (for Organizing Committee) and was time to get down with all the planning and organizing. From Prog to Log, from Publicity to Admin and of course not forgetting the Adco, we all had fun. When convention itself finally arrived, we savored all the happy moments and relished all the fun times. There we also unveiled our first board song “You Never Stand Alone”. We inspired, we aspired and we acquired.

As Convention drew to a close, we had to go back to do what we were called for, being there for the sec 1s. Hence, we decided that a concrete lesson plan was needed to facilitate better PSL Sessions and so therefore we agreed on the themes for each session and picked different PSLs to draw up the lesson plans under the supervision of the Curriculum Head.

Now that we had contributed to the school, we felt that it was important to the development of PSB as a board to attain a room. Therefore when we received news that the Camp Instructors’ room was going to be vacated, we drafted a proposal and sent it to the Principal. He agreed to our proposal but as complications kicked in, we had to make a compromise and share the room with the CIs. I have faith and am assured that the two organizations will be able to live with each other and have each other as room mates.

This room is a gift from EXCO’0506 to PSB and we hope that future generations of PSLs and SPSLs would cherish this small but cozy space in VS just as how PSB will be all cozy in our hearts and the memories would be cherished.

Finally, it was time to pick our successors and we did engage in heated debates and vociferous arguments but it was all in the name of PSB. Ultimately, we managed to come to a conclusion and EXCO’0607 was formed.

I trust that EXCO’0607 will do an excellent job and have faith that they will serve the school with all their hearts and have fun in the meantime too.

The journey for me ends here but the memories will live forever and when I look back to my VS days and ask myself what I’ve done, I’ll think of PSB and I’ll think of EXCO’0506 and I’ll think of the Sec3 juniors, who made it all worthwhile and taught me lots as well, and also I’ll think of Sec 1F, my PL class and al the things I’ve done and accomplished in the name of Victoria School Peer Support Board. And a big thank you to everyone that played a part in my PSB experience.

You just never get to ever stand alone.

It’s all about support.

cLUB EMO

2006-06-14T18:08:00.000+08:00

We handed PSB over to the Sec3s last night.
Emo bbq.
Emo songs.
Emo things.
Emo speeches.
Emo day.
Emo handover.

the journey's not over
there's still a long way
we wont be together
but love still stays
the times that we had
the laughter we shared
the fun that was there we'll always remember

time will pass
but the times we had will always be there
we will stay
together forever and ever more
stuck on you
EXOTIC PEOPLE AND EMO DUDES
change will come
but we will stay and not be moved

milestones
PLTC'05
becoming Exco0506Peer Leader sessions wid 1F
PSLTC'06
Conv '06rallying for PSB room

Exco0607

These people i'll miss like crazy
For more emo pictures go to http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/raykiller_idiot/album?.dir=d999scd&.src=ph

What made all these uber emo was when i was on my way back from school today after math, i met a senior from PSB. But i didnt say hi and we both acted as if we didnt know one another. Then it got me wondering...

A year from now, when i meet juniors from PSB, will we both act as if we dont know each other?

gosh.

dont wanna noe.

2006-06-12T23:32:00.000+08:00

India will win the World Cup.
Why?
Cuz suddenly im part of India.
Love the culture.
Love the language(s)
Love the people.
Love India.

Like some ad for indian tourism.
Where the blardy hell are you?

Tommorrow we handing over PSB to those sec3s already. Sigh. Time flies. I learnt lots. From seniors, from peers and duh~ from juniors. You really learn lots from juniors you know. This all makes me wanna be a junior all over again. Remember the time when all you had to do was follow your seniors? Remember the time when they took the lead and really all you just had to fade into the background? Remember the time when you could just stone and not do anything? It's okay. I'll be a junior again next year.

Anyways, we have to write something emo for the AGM on friday. I'll post it here as soon as it gets done. My life story that's intertwined with PSB. One of the main things PSB did this this year was conv. yes it's time to be emo again. Found some pics on the yahoo groupWas drinking orange squash okay! I brush my teeth twice daily..

See! You dont even SIT alone. Not mention standing..

Yes yes. Faux pas. But isnt that what we all do all the time?

Rmun 2006

2006-06-11T19:26:00.000+08:00

The winner of Rmun 2006 Fashion Parade had this. China truly deserved it. Read the post below for an emo post on Rmun 2006!

Rmun 2006

2006-06-11T18:30:00.000+08:00

After the headaches of selection, tiring research on things that i was clueless about (like trade barriers.. how the hell am i suppose to noe about economics??), late nights doing presentation, meetings in school showing ppl my presentation, walking down the lane leading from J8 to RJ, going for Rmun briefing 3 times, then finally presenting my presentation to the RJ peeps, then adding ppl i dun noe on msn msngr, then getting added by strangers on msn msngr, meeting at mac's at J8 at unearthly hours, then finally getting to first day of conference and meeting ppl whom i first met on msn msngr, then scheming on how to pass a resolution without actually writing one, creating working papers, coming up with acronyms like FATA and DAO and WTF (World Trade Forum), writing resolutions, getting used to parlimentary procedures (Right to reply!), getting to be the first one to speak in ecosoc trade barriers, writing lil notes to everyone, writing notes to the Chair to ask to be on speakers' list, writing notes to ppl to ask them to yield time for me, debating with accomplished debaters, always not getting to be on the winning side, critisizing the resolution put forth by US, UK abnd China like crazy (that was honestly sinfully delicious), seeing the developing nations all come together againts the economic (and academic) superpowers and not let their resolution pass, seeing people get excited-to-the-extent-of-slapping-people over the discovery of huge diamonds in the falklands ("fork-lands" not "fark-lands"), and also seeing someone getting all excited and head over heels with a member of the pflug family, losing by allowing the resolution not authored by me to be passed, being the only person on the against list during the debate on the resolution, getting honorary mention for best diplomat, going for my first Dnd (yes, can you believe it?), wearing my dad's shirt and aviator shades (complete with a blinding degree) in a desperate attempt to look Retro, seeing someone hug someone and say "love you d**!" (names have been censored to protect the privacy of the ppl involved.. but we all noe who...), and dancing to uber loud music performed by some band, jumping around to those cool tunes (reminds me of convetntion!) in my dad's black leather shoes which made me go ouch! after that, saying sad goodbyes to all those exotic ppl (eg. philipines and peru and denmark[lot's of milk] and vatican from ecosoc trade barriers and many many more) and then leaving RJ walking that same lane for the last time, RMUN 2006 IS OVER!

Sigh.

That was one long, emo paragraph.

Finally, i won something at a competition. After ambarrassing defeats at the vj humans quiz and the nus geog quiz, FINALLY i get to bring home something. Honorary Mention for Best Diplomat. Even though it's just one peice of silver-coloured paper labelled a certificate, it really means lots to me. I think i did well, considering i did volunteer to be the first to deliver one of the many speeches i made in Ecosoc Trade Barriers. That in itself was an accomplishment in my opinion. For one of the rare times, i actually took the first step. I never have done that before; stepping out of comfort zone and stuff. And although this may sound insanely EGO, i congratulate myself for that. And i wanna thank Mr Khoo for inviting me to join this comp, all the Rmunners from VS for being supportive and Rmunners from other schools for playing such a good game.

Kudos to John Cheo for having made history by getting best delegate and best diplomat awards at the same time for championing Women's rights and getting everyone to be WEEF him.

And applauds to Calvin, Daniel and Ju Lian for getting honorary mentions as well.

And a big Well Done to all delegates from VS for putting so much effort and time into this.

Had fun. Met more exotic peeps. Got a prize. Was at the institution of the forefront of Singapore's Academic Realm (SAR) for four days in a row. What more can i ask for?

Photos on the Choir Handover Parteh are out! they're under the A Stupid Dream section for your viewing pleasure. Some may be a lil explicit cos fadhil's in them. So be warned.

PSB Handover BBQ is on tuesday. Hope it'll be fun. I'll bring my camera and bring to you snapshots as well. Ohh.. You never stand alone..

So emo!

Emo-ness

2006-06-04T23:24:00.000+08:00

e.mo (-m)
adj.
1. Someone who is sensitive to the environment and his immediate surroundings and loves doing the things he does.
2. Something which invokes a sudden surge of incomprehensible emotions at an uncontrollable rate.

Choir handover-ed already. Will post utterly emo pics of the farewell parteh soon. Plus the highlights and more!

Tacky Techie

2006-06-01T21:47:00.000+08:00

Slept till noon today.
Went for math make-up. Felt stupid. A C5 siting next to a A1. Lotsa careless mistakes. Sigh. Missed choir prac for that. didnt realise that i had math lesson until darryl msg me at 12midnight to ask me if im going. Sigh.

Singapore is blind and deaf. They actually voted Jonathan Leong in! gosh! Jonathan very handsome meh? he singing nice meh? Eew! *vomit vomit* Dick still say what top5. Stop being such a dick lah! Paul 2hill's cool.

Going for the PC show tmr. have to buy printer ink and check out those lubly, sexy laptops. Yea! Read digital life just now and they said to bring along a geek just in case you get lost amongst all the booths. So im going with Darryl. Tacky Techie!

oops.

Then exco interviews for PSB tmr also. Will be tough. Honestly. But damn interesting lah!
cant wait.

Days of my Life

2006-05-30T21:59:00.000+08:00

Saturday: "Im bankrupt without love" Jonathan and Dorrine got married. ohh happy happy. Boy meets girl. Boy likes girl. Boy and girl reaches for the duster together. Boy and girl get married. Boy and girl spend the rest of their lives together.(and help each other cope with the stress of Grooming Global Leaders.=P)

Sunday: Terrifyingly Boring. Suppose to study for chinese o level but didnt noe how to.

Monday: Worst Day Ever. Didnt bring IC to school so couldnt take chinese o level. So had to take cab home to get it. Cost me $15. I better do well. How'd it go? Let's not talk about that.

Tuesday: "They wish to cure us; but i say we are the cure." Adco outing! Watched Xmen3 (lubly lubly!) at cine. Then walked around orchard aimlessly. Just think. It's GSS and you're broke. The horror!

Wedesday(forecasted): Go school at 2 (pm lah!) to discuss about the Exco interviews for PSB. Questions and stuff. Oh it's gonna be such a vociferous debate!

Thursday(forecasted): Choir prac. With xuhao cos mr kwei not in town.

Friday(forecasted): Exco interviews for PSB. Things will be so darn interesting.

Read digital life today and they say to be safe from stalkers you shouldnt post your schedules online. But there you go. There's my schedule. Stalk me all you want. Just make sure you dun come 1m radius near me. I got Court Order one okay!

Geek in the Pink

2006-05-26T21:51:00.000+08:00

Jason Mraz. Aint it just cool. But blue is nicer.

Rant-worthy Results

2006-05-26T19:35:00.000+08:00

Didnt do very well for midyrs this time. But then again, "who ever does well for midyrs?" Chang yang lor.

Eng A1
Chinese A1
E Math C5
A Math C5
Physics C6
Chemistry C6
Comb Humans A1
Geog A1

i told my mum my results.
"You'd better buck up on your math."
Gee. Thanks. That was really encouraging.

It was tough getting back math papers. It was the first few papers. I was sitting next to chang yang. Was directly in front of Mr Chan.It was hard.
"Chang Yang, careless ah.Desmond, you also"
I was like, Huh? A1 and C5. Both is careless. Maybe mr chan didnt really notice that i got a C5. And that was difficult. cos it was like it isnt his fault that im doing badly for math. i mean teachers really play an important role. i just cant do math. Wasnt meant to be.

But im glad. I'd rather have it this way. I'd rather do well in humanities. Heck if biotechnology is all the rage now. At least i know that running naked around your village in the middle of the night will not stop Merapi from erupting. And at least math can practice. so there's hope. i think.

So in the end i lost to jj. Got the same L1R5 though. And i got more A1s than him lor! But too bad my average suck. Math and science. The tortures of the world. What do they lead to? Pollution. And the destruction of the world. Science is evil.Trust me.

Mr Oh's wedding tmr. It better be good cos im skipping goign to sentosa to go for the ceremony.

Chinese o level on monday. Pray hard. Pray.

2006-05-18T21:32:00.000+08:00

im damn scared
o level chinese is on the 29th
im damn scared
summore they decided to shift Rmun the 24th
im damn scared
what if i dun do well for it
im damn scared
dont tell me to relax
im damn scared
cos i wont
im damn scared
ill just be all the more terrified
im damn scared
im terrified
im freaking out
i'll freak out even more if i dun do well
im damn scared.

Polling Day Holiday

2006-05-18T18:08:00.000+08:00

Today we celebrate our democratic rights. We embrace the notion that our voices are being heard. We rejoice at the thought that we are represented by who we want to represent us.

Was really depressed last night for no apparent reason and had lotsa stuff to blog about but then i decided that being a pissy-ass whingebag isnt very glam. So me no whine.

Today i went to watch M:I:III with Guo Jun and Kevin. Wanted to watch Da Vinci Code but suddenly i realised that bringing two 15-year-olds to watch a NC16 show is just utterly inmoral. Yea right. (We were late for it so decided to watch mi3 instead.) Mi3 totally rawked my underwear. Or something. Really cool. With mindless explosions and stuff. But i think it was a really good mix of action and emo scenes. Think silence. Think the female lead banging desperately on Ethan Hunt's chest. Think the defeaning pounding. Think the tear that trickles down her ashened cheeks. Think the super emo soundtrack playing subconciously inthe background.

Oh and if you havent heard from Jarren, or George or Jie Hao, Maggie Q is simply sizzling. She's a cool blend of east meets west, a dash of oriental and a pinch of white. What do you call a stylish gal with big guns? Hot.

The movie's really inspiring. Now i either wanna be a spy, a DHL delivery man or a Vatican Monk when i grow up. Whoever knew that a monk's robe could be so fashionable? Maybe i'll get a pair of those red Prada shoes too! But the most inspiring thing is Tom. More importantly, he's 168cm and earning more than just a few million for this film. (that means a lot) Im chinese (so that means i can pronounce "'zoukai!" and "xiaoxing!" really well.), and im catholic (so that means i can play the vatican monk). So all i have to do is to get a green card and sign up with the CIA to be a trainee spy. Coolios. Bring in the moolah!

Then after that i saw Ben Wee and his gang (gonna watch DaVinci) and spotted Kenneth Chong at cineleisure too. Went to pick up Juice from TCC (Me cool. Me know it.) See the look on guojun and kevin's faces when i simply went in, grabbed a copy and came out. It's blardy free for all our asses' sake! As free as settin up a blog! Then headed down to school for choir comm meeting. Finally we've chosen our successors. Phew. That was really exhausting. But of course i wun tell you who. Yet.

Arsenal lost. Lotsa peeps sad sad. Got jarren. Got matthias. And many more. Im no footie fan but i heard everyone was happy when arsenal scored the first goal with one man short. But Barca put in two in the last five minutes. Dannie Potter, you're up! Cos You Had A Bad Day.

Oh and if you look at Life! section of today's Straits Times, you see the ever desperate Mr Careless Whisper. But then you look closely and you realise that he bears an uncanny resemblence to Ms Liao. Bio teacher? Guess so.

This post isnt exactly bite-sized. So if you read till here, congrats. If you cheated, BOO YOU!

Humanities

2006-05-17T16:17:00.000+08:00

I just think im such a fool
To actually think lovin you was cool
All those promises, they're just bull
To you, backstabber, im just a tool.

Okay, the four lines above are totally irrelevant to today's post but it's just somthing i came up with on the bus today. After the Rmun thingy this morning, i had lunch with the group at Sumo House and then went home to read newspapers. And i realised that what we do in school really is relevant to everyday life. I mean like the headlines was ASEAN AND S. KOREA SIGN DEAL TO SET UP FTA. That was like the question bryan and i was dicussing this morning on whether developed countries want free trade or not. Economics is just so darn confusing.

And then when you flip through it you see that Mt Merapi is on red alert. Then i went: Hey! Isnt that in Marianne Chong? I think Mt Merapi is a composite volcano. Cos they say got lave dome. So most prob it's a subduction volcano cos lava dome must have acidic lava cos it's viscous (not basaltic okay, mr jason.. amyhow say..). Then they say in the villages at merapi, the men split into several groups and then run stark naked around the village to ward off eruption. Erm.. Excuse me but volcanos dont stop erupting just because you bare your butt. Well.. except for a few certain individuals who reside in Beverly Hills. ohh.. geog.. i heard i got A2 for it this time. Stupid rivers question! And i think that is gonna be one of my few As this time.. Sigh..

Then the Straits Times say yesterday (or the day before) was the 40th anniversary of the Great Cultural Revolution. Yea the one that started in 1966 and ended in 1976 with the death of mao in Sept. Ugh. Dont remind me. I studied all the dates and it didnt come out for sbq! Shucks. If only i remembered that 1945 was the de-stalinisation period and that the Pravda (not Prada) was Stalin's Propaganda Mag. Shucks!

And by-the-way, that ACS guy who came for replacement class at TLL enlightened us and told us that Shucks! is actually a portmanteau of Shit! and F**K! (this is a family-orientated blog) plus an S behind. Never knew about that. So quintessentially ACS rite. The Best Is Yet To Come. And we all know what's the next line. Something about something never coming rite?

Slow Down

2006-05-16T22:44:00.000+08:00

Have you ever watched kids    
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night

You better slow down,
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?    
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed?
With the next hundred chores    
Running through your head?

You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast    
Time is short.    
The music won't last.

Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"

You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift...    
Thrown away.    
Life is not a race.    
Do take it slower    
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

I was going to blog about how exams
wereover and all that blah but then
i was readingmy mails and saw this
really cool poem writtenby this
terminally ill lil gal and thought
it was super emo. I mean like how
many times do we stop and smell the
 flowers by the road? This lifestyle
is just way hectic and fast that
there's justno point. Life is short
enough, Live it.

2006-05-10T14:14:00.000+08:00

[Life Changing Experience]
This is THE ultimate EMO guidebook eva! It's super cool! Discovered it at Times today with Darryl (rmbr have 2 Rs okay!) and Zi Han while shopping for Mum's Day gift. Talk about that later. Yah, so this book is actually a diary and every they have super ridiculous tasks like Volunteer for a Medical Experiment or Be a Has-Been for a day or Try your very best to be a CoolNerd for an ENTIRE hour. (OKay, i added the last one myself. But it's a tough one duncha think?) What's a plus point is that the graphics are so super duper emo! Oh my gosh! It just blows people away man. There are like emo quotes here and there and the language is de emo-est. I cant quote you any quotes cos it just blew me away. Only sad thing is that it's ridiculously expensive at 30 bucks! (Or so.) So i'd advise all you emo dudes out there to get your copy. Of course dont buy it yourself. Oh and by the way my birthday is on the 10th Oct. A bit far away but still, it's always good to be prepared right? =P

There's an online community of peeps who are all head-over-heels with this cult sensation too.
www.thiswebsitewillchangeyourlife.com
But dont go there unless u very free, cos it's kinda boring.

Then there's another thing that is gonna happen soon and it's gonna change my life forever. I'm gonna get confirmed. Soon. But if you dont know what that means, it's okay. Just know that i get to have a new name!! I was so totally tempted to name myself CoolNerd. But Desmond TheCoolNerd Chng Teck Kian just doesnt gel very well and there just isnt a Saint CoolNerd in the Bible no matter how many times i flip it. And so i name myself JOSEPH. Why, you ask.

Well, cos i think it was really cool of Joseph to still continue with Mary on her trying feat of giving birth to the son of God just because he loved her. Aww. I mean like they were just about to get married when suddenly Mary's pregnant! And i assure you at that point of time the world had never heard of babies out of the wedlock and having babies before marriage was a super huge NONO. So i really admire his faith in god and in that angel that appeared to him that he believed in the Immaculate Conception. I mean it's really easy for us to believe that now, but at that time, wouldnt you have just a tiny weeny tinge of doubt? Dont Lie.

So that's the emo reason. But the more emo reason is this.

Joseph is my granddad's name too.

Everybody now. Awww.

But dont you start calling me joseph yet cos havent confirmed yet. Tell ya soon.

So. I was out shopping for Mum's Day gift after Geog paper which went pretty well. Hey, i studied okay! So then after the paper was about 10:30am. We went to TM to eat Pasta mania together with Chang yang and Wayne. Why pastamania? Cos mr leong got craving and PES and didnt wanna go WhiteSands to eat Delifrance (minus the Bistro). So after that we went to fufill the arduous task of getting a mum's day gift. From handphone pouch to cookbook, nothing just seems to work. So then we had no place to go but LifeBookshop. yeah, the christian bookshop. There, i finally found the PURRRFECT gift at 1:15pm. It was this small tiny t-shirt which says "Bless this Mess and the children who made it. God's work is never done, and so is a Mum's." Aww.. utterly emo duncha think?
So what's the 'morale' of the story? When you're lost and dont know what to do, just look to him and he'll flash you with the answer. Yeah.

Just your Not-So-Average Joe.

2006-05-06T19:18:00.000+08:00

[Gimme a Break]

I'm just so lucky to have lubly teachers. Many thanks to ms sharma for giving me and chang yang private tuition this morning at siglap kfc! Where can you get tuition teachers for humanities subjects? Nowhere except school.. School just rawks man. (im suppose to be a nerd remember?)

Was taking a break from revising geog today and was looking through old family photos. Look what i found. Me being all poser during a family vacation when i was P6. After PSLE ofcourse. And by the way PSLE was introduced in the 1960s to promote social cohesion as it provided a platform for pupils of all language streams to sit for a common examination. Sorry. Occupational hazard. =P

It's really weird. Just really weird. Damn if you do, die if you dont. Im caught in the middle. That's why in school they teach you to have balanced conclusions. So we can give balanced answers. But arent we suppose to be decisive leaders? Weird.

"I mean he thinks too much and there's just too much thinking to do to try and think what he is thinking; trying to avoid thinking what he wants you to think and think what he is really thinking."

2006-05-04T14:40:00.000+08:00

[My Love-Hate Relationship]

I love exams.
I hate exams.
I just cant make my mind up whether i like it or not. Exams are disgusting, that's for sure. But it's kind of cool too. Think about it. You get to end school early. You get to skip classes. You get to go to school later. (I'm going school at 10am tomorrow cos the earlier paper has none of my business.) What more can you ask? There's no homework.

And if you're prepared, it's really fun. In a way. Like English. It was fun writing about broken promises, broken glass and broken lives. And compre was so cool. It was on Blogging! The setter sure is up-with-the-times. "Vociferous debates." Sounds familiar mr cheo? hahas..
Truly, i was more of reflecting on that piece of text rather than doing the compre. Blogging is confused. There's this love-hate relationship about it too. You want people to read your blog. You fear people read your blog. You hope people read your blog. You dont care if people read your blog. A blog is suppose to be an online diary. But arent diaries meant to be private? Maybe blogs were created for people to post their life stories anonymously. But that doesnt seem to be the case nowadays, does it?

But then there's boring tests. Physics. It made today dreadful. I was actually thinking of giving up for a few moments. I know i'm stupid. But do i need to sit through this torture to further illustrate my ignorance for some guy's law? And i thought we only do Law in university. Faraday's law. Err.. what's that again? Half the time i wasnt sure what was going on. I think i wont make it as a lawyer. And who's Boyle?

The PAP visited. Yupps! The people in white rang my doorbell just minutes ago. My mum was asleep. I was at the door. She wouldnt want the leaders to see her with her hair all messed up and unglam, right. So i did the cleverest thing ever. I told them she was asleep. They thought she was sick. They gave me a copy of the PAP manifesto. (Have i seen this word somewhere in my history textbook before? Somewhere in russia right?) I shook his hand. Never have seen him before. New candidate i think. How long have you been staying here? How old are you? My house is messy. Don't come in. And i was wearing a light blue t-shirt. Plain. Totally plain. All i needed was a hammer. Preferably wooden. Power to the people. I dont particularly support any party. But i do have a preference for birthday parties. How did you get pass the security guards anyway? Fake IDs? Oh so you party at Mos too? No, i havent been there. But their fries are kinda big. But the rice burgers are lubly.

Democracy. I read about it in the papers today. Newspapers. Not exam papers. About some guy who sees things really interestingly. He was writing about democracy like how people write about communism. Never have seen democracy put in this light before. Democracy has always been the norm. It's the right thing. It's only natural. And that's the problem. Democracy kills critical thinking, or so the article says. And democracy really is fueled by popular culture. (They both came from the same place anyway..) What most people think is right, is right. Who determines what's right or wrong? The collective society. That means you. And him. And her. And that guy down the road. What everyone is saying, you just follow. As long as you follow the crowd, you dont go very wrong. Either that or, it's okay being wrong, if everyone is wrong. Groupie mentality? Reflection of society. I'm not saying we should do away with democracy. I mean, i would be crazy to say that. Cos no one's saying it. Cos everyone's for it. Critical thinking? Maybe later. I dont know. I really dont know. Love- Hate Relationship.

There you go. My five cents.
Where's my three cents change?

My prismatic picture.

Next: A math.
Good luck.

2006-05-01T18:14:00.000+08:00

[green grass]

some people just have it so much better dontcha think?
the grass is always greener on the other side.
but the water bill is so much higher too.

midyrs is draining the life outta me.
SS is tomorrow.
Scary.
Need all the luck i can get.

ugh.. exams are disgusting..

2006-04-26T18:16:00.000+08:00

[Confessions of a Guilt-ridden Guy]

i'm guilty of being emo
i'm guilty of being ego
i'm guilty of slacking
i'm guilty of lying to myself to make myself feel better
i'm guilty of knowing that i wont do well for midyrs and not doing anything about it
i'm guilty of poking my nosey nose into things which i shouldnt care about
i'm guilty of being latently sad that other people are doing better than me
i'm guilty of being envious of all those people who live life seemingly much happier (and easier! humph!)
i'm guilty of typing on this keyboard intead of revising for midyrs

I'm guilty as charged.

2006-04-19T01:28:00.000+08:00

[Hardcore Victorian]

friend: "but you are a hardcore victorian right?"
me: " err.. hopefully.."
friend: "but you want to go vj rite?"
me: "yupps.. duh~ "

So my friend was talking to me about hardcore victorians and i was reminded of that on the bus back from tuition. so i got really emo, ya noe, last year in VS (and it's really something to be emp about kaez! How many times doyou get to be in the graduating year of victoria school?) and all.. So as we all know, with emo-ness comes inspiration. And i wrote a poem. Amateur i may be, but it's te sincerity that matters right? I'm no Edwin Thumboo but here goes..

Victoria
they sons are we
and in your name
triumphs we see

Inside our hearts
we hear a cry
go victoria
win, win victoria

Challenges rise
but we stand sure
fighting to keep
her flag unfurled

Thank you mother
love ya to death
we do not return
for we never have left

Onwards we press
professionals, sprotsmen
gentleman to be
ultimately victorian

Red with passion
yellow: dignity
history passes
tradition lingers

Indebted truly
we can never repay
we'll never forget
our victorian days

A victorian team
the victorian way
a victorian dream
nil sine labore

I write my poems myself. But of course if you're victorian you'll notice that i've "koped" some emo phrases here and there. but there's nothing wrong with preserving taintless traditions. ohh vintage victoria..

2006-04-16T12:53:00.000+08:00

[I AM YOUR SONG]

I was just talking to some junior the other day and i realised something. Who am i to write all these mushy, whatever, ad noseum, one-minute-lovey-dovey-the-next-heartbreak song? Who am i to write about love when i havent even tasted the forbidden fruit?
So i've decided that i will only write songs for HIM. No, i'm neither confused nor disorientated. I'll write songs for God. And i finished one just now. After coming back from church. Happy Easter!

::I Am Your Song::

The light entered my eyes
I finally saw the truth
I recognised my saviour
The one i cannot live without
I felt an inner compulsion
To serve the lord, my god
I await you holy orders
I am your song

Ha gave us all his love
A free love for us all
A love that's beyond comprehension
That no one can figure out
So now i wanna repay
So now i wanna give back
I await your holy orders
I am your song

He is one great song
A song about true love
See the marvel in our eys
When it is being played
People will dance to it
Nations will move to it
I await your holy orders
I am your song

2006-04-14T18:14:00.000+08:00

[Happy Desmond ish Better]

Thank you guys so much for the "Get-well-soon"s. I am feeling better. Really. But now i have to go get that elbow guard thingy or something. So cool. I mean like you all know that i'm not the 'sporty' type so to get that kind of injury and wear that kind of 'medical equipment' is really a new experience for me. Weird, i know. Hahas.
And just to clear the air, i DID pierce my ear. But not the ear stud kind. I had ACCUPUNCTURE. I went to the chinese physician to get my habd fixed and so he pierce my ear. And arm. So i had needles sticking out of my right ear. Cool. It did hurt. A little bit. But it was okay. So that proves that one day if i really decide to havoc and get my ear pierced, i know i wont be afraid of the pain. Yays.

And yes nette, happy desmond ish better. And i'm happy today. Cos i got new shoes!!! It's a reebok. Quite a good deal. Considering i made my dad to go off budget by $30. Not yet a hundred though. My dad is quite.. err.. thrifty. I cant use any other words cos he DID get me new shoes today. yays.

I hope my arm gets better before i start intensive revision for my mid-yrs. The pressure's killing me.

2006-04-12T22:53:00.000+08:00

[behind the scenes]

in case you got lost reading the previous post, i'll hit you with the background info.
i dislocated my elbow. the stupid thing is, it happened when i was sleeping. weird.
Fate just had to tear me apart from xcountry today.
So i woke up with this pain in my right arm.
Told dad.
Went school.
Skipped PE. (no need letter one leh..)
left school at recess.
went to see doc's.
got my ears pierced.
acupuncture lahs.
got my arm wrapped up like a stupid bah-zhang (dumpling)
slept like a dog.
missed xcountry.
missed an emo cheering session
missed an emo crying session (apparently they read that we got 4th when we got 1st and everyone was crying emo-ly when they corrected their faux pas/gaffe.)
missed seeing vs getting double champs.
****

2006-04-12T21:16:00.000+08:00

[sucks]

Having exams around the corner sucks
Having your arm hurting like crazy 5am in the morning sucks
Having to miss your last ever xcountry sucks
Having to not get to bring your peerleader class to turf city for the last time sucks
Having to miss out on the euphoria of cheering at xcountry sucks
Having to not get to see the sec3s run their show sucks
Having to sleep the entire day with your arm hurting like crap sucks
Having to not get to blend into the sea of yellow (with patches of red and black here and there) sucks
Having to miss one hell of a emo cheering sesson sucks
Having to type with a numbing pain in your arm sucks
Having to wrap your arm up like a stupid dumpling sucks
Today sucked

Few words came to my mind today in math class.
Fear
Pain
Hurt
Frustration
Insanity

A hurting arm just causes so much pain.

2006-04-09T19:21:00.000+08:00

february 14th
a day to remember
you took my heart and
tore it apart
a day after that you
pushed me further
i went to the mall and
saw you there with him

how could you do this to me?
after all that i gave you?
the times that we had,
do they count for nothing at all?
why do you hurt me so?
what did i do that was wrong?

does it always have to
cause so much pain?
then why do we still
look for love?
it's a human addiction
to love then to hurt
the world is just such a
cold and lonely place

2006-04-07T21:44:00.000+08:00

I was blog surfing and i came across this blog with pictures of Sec3 Camp! And of course, i delved into the depths of emo-ness..

http://theblatant3bian.blogspot.com

We PASSIONately cheered till the cows came home. By the second day, we were all in desperate need of STREPSILS. BY THE MOONLIGHT, and of course the almost-divine light from the campfire, we FAUX PAS-ed ourselves like there was no tommorrow. The entire camp was like STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE. Thick, sweet and ohh so delicious. Another cup of milkshake please!

I think i really must stop doing this. This emo thing is so going to affect my life. But i like it.

2006-04-07T20:29:00.000+08:00

[It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor]

I was doing research on the debt crisis for Rmunc and something just come to my mind.

Can poverty ever be made history?

20% of the world hold 83% of the world's wealth while the poorest 20% receive only 1.4% of the total income. But is this really shocking? Aren't people rich because other people are poor? Is this ideal world of everyone being rich achievable? Or is it merely an impossible dream bourne of an idealist?

What defines rich? Will the rich still be rich should the poor start to improve economically? What would money be worth if everyone has it? What would a million dollars be worth if every Tom, Dick and Harry has a couple of millions sitting in their bank?

In the rich's quest to be richer, they are trampling on the poor, pushing them further and further into poverty. Such is reality. You either get it or you don't. You're either rich or you're poor. You're either clever or you're not. Because if you are, others are not. Because if you are not, others are. Life is not communist. Life is not socialist. Life is not fair.

And i lost $20 today. Just couldn't find it anymore. And i'm pretty sure i haven't spent it yet. Shucks. Life is unfair.

2006-04-05T20:05:00.000+08:00

[We are Inhumane]

Who is the british resident who got killed whilst in a bathtub?
What a way to die.

What is a green belt?
Definitely not a new fashion fad.. or faux pas for that matter.

Who said "Speak softly and carry a big stick, and you will go far"?
The art of seduction? Don't read too much into it.

What would you call a Japanese apprentice geisha?
Now i regret not watching Memoirs of a Geisha.

No.10 Downing street is the official residence of the British Prime Minister Tony Blair. Whose official residence is No.11?
To ask me that is to ask me who is going to be the next Prime Minister of Britain.

Those were some of the more memorable questions from the VJ Humanities Quiz. The VS team consisted of Me, Chang Yang, Wayne and Seth. And we didnt get into the Top 4. Tragic. We aren't the most humane people on this earth. SJI are. Taking the preliminary round MCQ paper, i spent 20 minutes doing it, and then the rest of the hour zoning. I was fantasising how it would be like to come to school everyday and sit in a Lecture Hall like this. I was wondering why the lights were placed vertically from the top of the LT to the stage. I was pondering which colourblind guy decided to paint the ceiling dark green when the seats are blue and the walls are half beige and half brown.

What i realised from this?
I'm good at guessing. I guess 33% of all the answers i got correct. What an incredible feat eh? But then again, i only got 28/60 for the paper. But you can't blame me. Look at the questions they gave? Oh and by the way, Tony Blair is not only the Prime Minister but also the Foreign Minister. So said one of the finalists. Wearing brown. Go figure.

2006-04-03T22:41:00.000+08:00

[Idealism vs Realism]

Bryan said i was deep today. And i agree, so that's why i've decided that today, i'll be unselfish and not blog about my own little life but blog on something big. Idealism vs Realism.

People sometimes just don't get what's ideal and what's real. They know what they want, and that's a good thing, but more often than not, they tend to belive that what's ideal is real.

But it isn't.

What's ideal isn't real because then it wouldn't be called ideal. But people live in their own little deluded world thinking that what's ideal is real. They simply refuse to accept the fact that what's real is not as ideal as they think. So they tell themselves, " This is what is ideal and i choose to believe that reality is this ideal situation."

But it isn't.

Take me for example, i like to think that i'm a deep person. And that is why i'm writing this post in this fashion. So ideally, i'm telling myself that i am deep because see, i can write about big things like Idealism and Realism. And that's the ideal situation - that i am deep. But i'm not. Because if you look at this post carefully, take away all the icings on this pathetic peice of cake, you realise that my very purpose of writing this is to show people that i am deep, is it not? And that in itself is not a very deep thing to do. But still, knowing this fact, i am posting this because i myself can't tell the difference between realism and idealism. Or rather, i don't want to.

Because that is what keeps dreams alive. That is what gives hope. That is what fuels the determination of people who have not made it yet. That is why people fight so hard to stay alive, ignoring the reality that no matter how hard they try, death wil catch up eventually.

And, that, is why people decide to live their lives in escapism.

That is why they decide not to differentiate realism from idealism.

2006-04-02T21:32:00.000+08:00

Campus superstar
History SEQ
Chemistry Workbook
Goodbye Lenin!
RMUNC
Peer Leader Lesson Plan
The Ego Brudderhood
A Throbbing Headache

What do they have in common?

2006-04-01T19:00:00.000+08:00

[Shed my Skin]

Should i get a new blog skin? I mean after that nice tan at sec3 camp (yes, i;m still quite emo about it.. and where the hell did echo for it went?) , and after my skin peeling and all, maybe i should renew my cyber image. But of course i will still need to be a nerd. After all, i do want that 6 points. (Who wouldn't?)

So should i? If you see any really cool blogskins, must tell me about it okay? This coolnerd here really needs a makeover. He is losing his cool. (Haha.. geddit? geddit? A Pun! I'm just so amazing..)

=P

2006-04-01T18:00:00.000+08:00

[april FOOLS day]

In a desperate attempt to keep the spirit of april fools' burning, we decided to pull a prank on the choir.
We had pt today, so reuben went up there and said,

"Since today is the last PT the sec fours are gonna have, we are gonna do 5BX for the entire session."

And with the exception of a few grumbles under their breaths, THEY DID NOT OPENLY SHOWED THEIR DISPLEASURE!" To tell you the truth, that was amazing. They really are true blue Singaporeans. And that's not to say that's a bad thing.

But of course it was an April Fools' joke and they laughed it off after we told them when they'd finished with their stretches.

Which brings me back to my point. TODAY WAS THE LAST PT I'M GOING TO EVER HAVE WITH VS CHOIR! Does this not call for an emo session? Remember the time when the entire choir was playing basketball when i was Sec 1 and everyone was running about on the court? Remember that time when i and Terry were slacking under the net with the excuse of being 'campers'? Remember that time when i could play a whole morning of basketball and not shoot a single hoop? Remember that time when Zheng Whye suddenly put himself on the radar when he dribbled past all the big burly seniors and did a magnificent lay-up? Remember that time when we had ISG and i had a part in organising it?

The following months will be very emo ones as i start to loosen my gripe on all those extra stuff i use to do for fun. They will be very sad ones as i tussle with my reluctance to pass the baton to my lubly juniors and start work on my academics (which by the way needs lots of work if i wanna avoid 20 points for midyrs..). We started interviewing potentials already (at least for Choir) and i'm really glad and heartened to realise that i'm gonna leave all these to a bunch af really good leaders. VS Choir will be in good hands. And much more is to be said of PSB. With it being a convergence of Leaders, i'm definitely assured that it will be led to greater heights. It really will. I know it.

And speaking of juniors, support some of them by simply going to the following website and do a simple survey.

http://opws.vs.moe.edu.sg/home2006/chilli/

2006-03-28T21:16:00.000+08:00

"And it was like having flu that time because i wanted it to stop, like you can just pull the plug of a computer out of the wall if it crashes, because i wanted to go to sleep so that i wouldn't have to think because the only thing i could think was how much it hurt because there was no room for anything else in my head, but i couldn't go to sleep and i just had to sit there and there was nothing to do except to wait and to hurt."

Mark Haddon
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time

2006-03-26T16:30:00.000+08:00

[Echo]

Yesterday was quite an emo day for me.

I had my LAST piano lesson. (at least until after O levels)

I saw the lubly Convention OC for the last time. (most probably, unless the emo-ness in us is so strong that we cannot resist the urge of meeting up or watching V for vendetta together. See! I read my emails okay~!)

Actually, the last piano lesson wasn't very emo. That's because i was losing it already. But being the last of something, it still did sustain a certain level of emo-ness. I was having flash backs of my first piano lesson and of the piano exams that i barely scraped through or unfortunately didnt make the grade as i walked my piano teacher out the door. Is that not emo enough?

And then there was [Echo]. Because i was busy being emo about my last piano lesson, i couldnt make it for the Convention debrief. And after reading nette's blog i realised that i MISSED SO MUCH!! i missed the cross dressing show. And the captain's ball. Sobs.

So when i reached school for the bbq, it was already 7 plus . I got there and everyone was all high and stuff but i wasnt. Cos i was busy being emo about my last piano lesson remember? So when i reached there, the first thing was that Kevin Ng came to me to ask me pay 10 bucks. For the bbq, that is. But he did do a good job. I really enjoyed the bbq. Except for the extra chicken wings , that is.

Then we had water fight. I managed to pour buckets over some of the sec 3s. There was chester and matthias and jont and some others. Jont had it worst. The entire bucket was like hanging from his head cos i tripped over him (juky was holdin him down) and the bucket was left on his head. Who ask him to be the first to get me wet? Serves him rite! hahas..

And then it was marshmallow time. I had to use used satay sticks picked up from the table and then wipe it with tissue before making err marshmallow kebabs? Or something. Then eslezen told me to barbecue it under the bbq grill. Apparently carbon makes it nicer. And then i had such a fantabulous (Mr khoo said we could use this. I pay attention in class kays~) idea. Like i always do. (No wonder i topped jont's Ego List..)

We barbecued MnMs.
Hot MnMs are HOT!

They're super cool and eslezen and kevy would testify to that. Imagine putting the MnM into your mouth and when you bite into it, the thick luxurious chocolate hidden within as if it were latent heat flows out and into your mouth. Imagine the sweet sensation of those colourful, and cute, little things tickling your tastebuds.

Magnificent and Majestic.
That's why they're called MnMs.

Then it was the screening of the VSPLTC video. Brought back lots of memories. And i realised that i did appear in the video after all! Hidden somewhere in the background that is. Next was the Convention video. Oh it was lovely! I had a slide all to myself! Except for the fact that i looked like a drug addict. But it's okay. I was with the guitar looking like a poser and all.

I'm addicted to music. I suppose.

Got letters from lynette, yen lin and candice. So sweet! And then there were thank you hugs. So emo!! But it made me feel bad that i didnt really prepared anything. But it's okay. I did send out a feew sms and thank you kisses. So this is a super big thankyou kiss to all lubly OC peeps!

MMMMMMMMMUAAHX!

Oh and i had a thankyou song as well.. But i didnt get to play it cos there wasnt a guitar. Too bad. But you can always read it here!!

We didnt know each other
I didnt know your name
We were total strangers
But now we're standing together

And then there was convention
It just blew me away
It was such and experience
I just couldnt get enough of it

Riding the waves with you
And you never stand alone
We lived and we loved
And there are voices that care

Thank you for all the laughter
Thank you for all the memories
Thank you for all the good times
For that i wanna thank you

So long all my good friends
Im afraid this is goodbye
But before we go our own ways
Lets just do this one more time

Nah Nah Nah Nah... x4

I havent got a title for it yet. But some songs dont need titles. it's the content that matters. Actually, it's the purpose. Cos that's the highest level. But content is still better than the povenance only right?

And today Mark from church told me that he heard VSPSB song. I was like HOW? I didnt record or didnt know that it was recorded! Apparently his friend went to the convention and he downloaded it or something. That's so impossible right now. It's still a mystery. But i'll find out. Soon.

Peace out. (EEw.. so chester..)

2006-03-25T22:45:00.000+08:00

I lent my blog to this stupid boy for 1 post. This boy's real cool and smart and handsome and cool has an ear stick.. haha well today was [ECHO!] and it was REAAAAAAALLLLLLLY cool. awesome. phenomonal. Outta this world. Phantabulous and all the other superlavtives you can describe. Have you ever tried someone blogging on your blog? I think that completely defits the purpose of a blog don't you agree? whoever the loser behind ur screen is reading this lame blog.. well water bombing is oso wayyyyyyyyyyyyy cool and there's is no link. accoording to 1-3-4-2 nano enthu. LAWL

imacoolnerd.

peace out.

Disclaimer:
This crazy and random post was brought to you by Chester Lum. Guest blogger of the day. (What was i thinking rite?) I mean like who else in school has a ear stick? (Oh.. the sec3 soccer goalkeeper also has..)

2006-03-21T21:06:00.000+08:00

I think i did well for english oral. At least according to the analysis slip mdm tazneen gave.

As of now, i've exceeded the LIMITED broadband limit by about 34 MB. That will cost my mum an extra $11 for this month. So i guess you guys won't see me around until April.

Now it's back to 'doing' my math holiday homework. See ya later!

2006-03-19T19:34:00.000+08:00

Once again, i foolishly went to get my hair chopped. And once again, i look like a total djork. No surprise. But then again, who cares? Who says you have to have nice hair to get 6 points? And that's all that matters right now.

English oral is tomorrow. And i only realised this on friday! Wish me luck. And i need all the prayers i can get because this is going to be the first mark that will contribute to the final score which will decide my fate for the first three months next year! I'm so terrified by the Picture Conversation.

Describe in detail what you see in the picture.
Describe in detail what you see in the picture.
Describe in detail what you see in the picture.
Describe in detail what you see in the picture.
Describe in detail what you see in the picture.

And there's mountains of homework to be done.
Arghhhhh..

2006-03-19T19:27:00.000+08:00

I've gotten over you already
Now you're merely just a memory
A sad, lonely memory
But it's not your fault
Things just didn't happen the way we wanted it to

2006-03-17T21:50:00.000+08:00

Lots of people have been telling me that i should get a new phone.
I agree.
Problem is.
Does my dad agree?
We'll see.

2006-03-17T19:56:00.000+08:00

"It felt so lonely standing in the middle of the room, filled with over a hundred people, knowing that this would be all over soon."

I'm still getting flashbacks. I'm still in that hangover phase. Weird.

2006-03-15T23:33:00.000+08:00

We inspired. We aspired. We acquired.
And had lots of fun in the menwhile as well!

6th RGS Peer Support Convention Co-organised By VS ended today. But i was a blast! And i've got photos for us to get all emo about!!

The start of the 2nd day of convention.
Anna(nic lim's "good" friend..)-gizer: Burst the Balloons!!

Balloon-phobia. But she doesnt look scared, does she? (read: act cute only lahs.. )
joking lahs..

Sec 3 camp + spectacles = jont's cute white line on his nose.. (john cheo.. are you lookin at this??)
I say, you say, i say VINSON!!!!!!!!!!! My lubly mountain!

My cute cute kawaii sec 3s.. plus a couple of not so cute sec 4s (see the middle one? yupps.. that's what i mean.. acbc..) But of course with the exception of me lahs!! =P

Convention tee!!! Many thankews to darryl leong for designing this for us!! Graphic designer for Victoriana some more. Dont play play!

2006-03-14T23:45:00.000+08:00

"If you are not standing on the edge of the world, you are taking up too much space on this earth."

2006-03-14T23:00:00.000+08:00

Today was the First Day of Peer Support Convention!! I went for RMUNC before that (which was boring to say the least, but we'll save that for later) And so i was about two hours late. by that time i got there they were presenting their group identity already.

"I just realised that i always miss Group Identity. I didnt get to be there for the Peer leader training camp one too. weird"

So then the Senior Peer Support facilitators gave a NO_SHOW!! (except for Mat the Who,who even brought his tuner!!) The rest are creeps! So i had to take over edmond duties which i did very willingly until the end of the day. (find out later..)

The convention went on smoothly without any major hiccups. The Green grass talk was cool and Uncle david was just super duper entertaining and fun!! He's just really affable and managed to get us all finishing his lines! We definitely should get him to teach at out PLTC. (Sec 3s, are you reading this??) But i think the best part was the part where this super cool guy was like playing on his guitar, singing the song that he composed himself. Way cool! And of course also the song that jonathan tan wrote and darius composed. The singing session was way high!!

Then after convention_dayone, Pris (my co-facil) ask me what we should get for souvenirs. i was like WHAT??? After that kindness that i've shown, after that helping edmond, i have to pay 10 bucks ?? Well, for the experience, it's worth it. I mean, it's only half of my week's pocket money. Right? But really, i;ve gotten over it already. I dont mind.

Then we went to Plaza Sing to find the souvenirs. There was a group of us. We all ended up at spotlight buying wood pieces. V for Vinson!! Then we all went to eat dinner at Burger King. While nic and anna wondered to mac's and had their dinner separately and then met us at BK then went to buy their souvenirs separately. woah. And we were all trying to guess nic's girlfriend's school. CHIJ something. He didnt wan to tell. NO FUN!

Overall, convention was fun. yay! One more day. yays!

Sorry. A bit high..

2006-03-12T23:21:00.000+08:00

Something to get all emo emo about Goodbye Lenin! with :

www.sonyclassics.com/goodbye/flash.html

I didnt even get to finish the show!

2006-03-12T21:06:00.000+08:00

Sec 3 Camp

the smell of insect repellent
the sight of vast padi fields
the taste of organic rice
the scorching heat from the blazing sun (and a nice tan too!)
the sounds of mr cheo screaming into the loud hailer
the euphoria of cheering (not very much though..)
the emo-ness whe i saw my lubly lamp post for the last time!
the AP of Sec 3s
the fraternity of the black + green shirts (EOA pays $70 a day!)
the familiarity of TOPO BRUDDERS!! [bezzy + dezzy + jazzy]
the dinghy kia [john]
the lambak losers (winners who climbed gunung lembak TWICE!!) [bryan + hong han + calvin + george]
the water obers [bryan + george]
the rusty rafters [calvin + hong han]
the KFC meal from the 15-year-old red shirt who still hasnt pass out from LTC after 5 years
the sec 3 camp 2006

today i went to watch Big Momma's House 2. hilariously hilarious. Played lan with cousins. Was reminded why i don't play these kind of games. coz i suck at them. Now i know why i'm not a gamer. Didnt even get to kill on hero at DOTA even after spending $10 at the lan shop.

Tommorrow i will go for convention run through and scare everyone with my sun tan. And my peeling face. And i'll teach everyone And you neveeeeeer stand aloneeeeeee.. with my raspy vocals. (read: hoarse voice)

2006-03-06T22:13:00.000+08:00

Things to do tomorrow:

1) Go to school
2) Have exco meeting with PSB
3)Go cheer for Soccer
4)Go watch army daze

And sec 3 camp is on wed! I'm doing orienteering.But i think i'll just make the sec 3s even more lost. But nevermind. At least i'll get a nice tan (read: sun burn) and maybe even an A1 for Geog Core!! (After all, i'll be spending 4 days inthe midst of rubber plantations and padi fields.) This is gonna be my last sec 3 camp.. kk.. i;ll go before i get all emo and start crying in front of the computer..

Nah...

2006-03-06T22:04:00.000+08:00

Check this out!

VSPSB Website is up!!

psb.vs.moe.edu.sg

make sure you dont have the www. in front..

Sometimes being blind makes life easier.

2006-03-05T17:41:00.000+08:00

Yesterday night was awesome! It was the post-SLI party at my place. And that explains why it was super fun.
John was like the first to arrive. And he did it when i was having Piano Lesson! I had to excuse myself to go bring him in. But of course, being as kind as she always is, my teacher didnt mind. Then i dumped john in my room to do A math while i continued with my piano lesson.

The bbq started at around 7. Even though it was suppose to start at 6! But neverminds. It was like a super last minute thingy so i had to like frantically buy supplies from the minimart. Thank god for the minimart. Most of the Organising Comm came. Except for the prefects, only calvin, jinjian and jabez from PB came. (Did i miss out any?)

And the red shirts were so dissappointing! 5 were suppose to come but only 2 turned up. The senior-junior ratio was super unbalanced. So the unfortunate Kevin and Matthias got bullied.

Okay, maybe not matthias. Mostly Kevin.

So then we started bbq-ing the stuff i "cheapskatedly" bought from bbq wholesale centre. Thanks to JT, who kindly lent me his iPod speakers, we were bbq-ing to the sounds of emo songs like Chariot and upbeat tunes like Superstar. Eh-yo! eh-yo! eh-yo! And then we took group photos and sang the PSB song. Okay, maybe not "we" were singing (cuz it's a new song and most of them werent fron PSB). But, soon everyone was like "and you neveeeeeer stand alone!"

Ans then we all went up to my room and terrorised my mini hi-fi. We were like blasting all the 90s songs, like Titanic (jarren and george were happily doing choreo for that..*shivers*) and How do i live without you. Passe, yes, but emo. We were like screaming to the top of our voices. It's a miracle no neighbour complained.

Last night was truely a night to remember. One of the last gatherings we were gonna have. Soon in about 9 months, we would all go our separate ways and maybe never to cross paths again. But we all dwelled in emo-ness with delight!

We should really call ourselves something. I proposed "firstgen_slioc". But no one responded. Oh well. Next time then!

Make History Poverty
Poverty is NOT natural.

2006-03-02T22:47:00.000+08:00

A sudden urge of emo-ness made me wanna post again. Double post. I'm damn enthu rite. Anyways, i realised this this year, i will have a lot of 'lasts'. I'll be going for my LAST victorian camp (sec 3 camp). I'll have my LAST VS Choir prac. My LAST day as Chairman of VS Choir. My LAST day as the committee member/ treasurer/ curriculum head (identity crisis) of PSB. My LAST day of school in VS. Suddenly all these seem so near yet so far. Just when i was getting used to staying up late in school, just when i go used to being a senior, just when i got used to being a victorian, all these things are going to be nothing but memories. Nevertheless, memories that will LAST forever.

2006-03-02T22:12:00.000+08:00

Today my teacher decided to tell us horror stories. A 9-pointer not being able to get into VJC. The insanity! Relationships that would be disrupted due to getting 9 points? The horror! No more holding hands? No more causing the teacher to have goosebumps vis being all lurvey dovey? The inhumanity! Imagine having a relationship that would only meant to be for 3 months. How sad is life. How cruel. Maybe i'll write a poem or song on this sometime. When i have time. Can someone please sell me some time? Price is negotiable. Any takers?

Today, Choir prac rawked. The choir was singing well and the discipline was good. If only all prac was like todays'. I thank god that admists all the things that's going on nowadays, the choir can take care of themselves. Phew! And mr kwei even praised us! Now, now boys, don't let that get to your heads.

Satuday is Victorian day. Wow. It would be hypocritical of me to feign enthusiam. there's just no hype about it. Except for some soccer match. But then again, we'll see how it goes on saturday.
That same day there's Post SLI Party. At my house. Hope it'll be fun. Of course it will. Cos Victorians noe how to have fun. what more can you expect from the student leaders. Oh, and maybe cos it'll be at my house. Excuse my BHBness.

Nerd is the new Cool.
Nerd power!

2006-03-01T22:16:00.000+08:00

Today, Mr khoo told me that i'm going for the RMUNC thingy. Actually seth told me yesterday already, but i was like, RMUNC what? Well, it's Raffles Model United Nations Conference. Sounds cool eh. Mr Khoo was telling us that only three kinds of people win this competition. The brainy, the bold and the beautiful. And so that's what he used to pick the 15 plus people going. In other words, to go, you have to be a nerd, someone who doesnt think before he speaks or a himbo. And obviously, we all know why i'm going. The url of this blog IS imacoolNERD. And i can't help it if nerd = brainy, can i?

But of course we all know that i'm kidding. About the nerd, himbo and person who doesn't think before he speaks, that is. Everything else is serious. That includes nerd = brainy. =P

Also on this fateful day, there was the first Curriculum committee meeting. And i had the honour of chairing it. It started promising, with Mr Oh present and a certain Mr kevin ng (the trainee teacher who was an ex-victorian, the BB guy.) was there as well. The only thing that was a pity was that Half the sec 4s weren't here. I mean, even the sec 3s showed better attendence. 7 out of 9. I'm not criticizing anyone's committment. i'm just saying how much priority PSB has relative to all the other activities we Black shirts have. *shrugs*

Fine. i'll admit it. i threw a tantrum today. yes, during the meeting. Towards the end. imean what else could i do when people don't show up, people turn up late, we digress "LIKE FREE" (courtesy of mr oh) and the Sianz look on the peoples' faces. All these peeved me a little to say the least. you mean i'm not busy? you mean i don't have a million other things to do? Do you realise who did the agenda? who was the one that had to spend time coming up with the concept of this entire thingy? And for the record i'm not complaining. i really want to do this. I'm just saying that you guys are in no blardy position to show me that sianzzz, "why am i here?" face. What crap! (In this context, 'you' doesn't really refer to anyone.)

Fine. now that it's all out, i'm okay already. Blogging is really good for health. Stress management. But it's not really anyone's fault that i kinda exploded today. i really don't know why i just ended the meeting like that so abruptly and decide to do everything myself. Maybe today was a bad day. Maybe i got out of the wrong side of the bed. Maybe, just maybe.

Sighs. What happens when you don't like what you like? Insanity reigns.

2006-02-26T18:02:00.000+08:00

::Big Unknown::

The things that you did
The words that you said
The false hopes you were giving me
Were tearing me apart
What happened to this love?
What happened to us both?
What happened to our relationship?
All the good times that we had?

Chorus:
Where are we?
Are we lost?
What's the next direction we are gonna go?
Confusion reigns.
We don't know.
Where we wanna go from here,
It's the Big Unknown.

You gave me that little gift.
On Valentines' Day.
And then you took my heart away
For the rest of the year.
We started out as friends
But now we're something more.
I thought that this was something else
But sadly it's just a crush.

[Chorus]

You took me by surprise
You took my breath away
My heart just starts to beat so fast
When i'm standing next to you
You took me by the hand
You looked me in the eye
You told me that we won't pull through
And that this was goodbye.

I just wrote this song today. Amazingly, the words and music just flowed easily. ong time since that has happened. I really like the tune though. =P

2006-02-22T19:56:00.000+08:00

Friends, countrymen, people! I bring you good news! (No, not that CA1 is over. I've gotten over the initial excitement already.)

Victoria School Peer Support Board is finally going to have a room! SO COOL! YES! Hurray! This is better than getting 6 points for O Level! Okay, maybe not. But still this calls for a celebration!

And Student Leader is just a couple of hours away. Driving me crazy. An dim sure the rest of the organisning committee feels that way to.

A few words to describe it: Stress. Mental Fatigue. Utter Insanity!

And by the way, Peer Support Convention is around the corner too. (read: expect more of this kind of posts.)

=p

2006-02-10T14:25:00.000+08:00

Untrue to my words, i'm blogging although it's not march yet. I'm blogging from the school IT Lab and i must say it's weird being the only sec 4 in the room. *shrugs*

2006-02-08T21:34:00.000+08:00

I know i've been blogging consecutively for days in a row and it;s taking it's to. Im not using unlimited broadband (broadband yes, just not unlimited). So then there's a cap as to how much can be downloaded every month for free. And the amount of free MBs i have left is <30! therefore, this will most probably be my last post for the month.

Today there was the Student leader - Principal Dialogue. It went well, i left the room with a better understanding of the school and why it does the things it does. Then there was the PSB exco meeting. I had to show them the song i wrote for PSB. it was nerve wrecking. Mr Oh was there too. scary.

It's gonna be the theme song for PSB. i think. but they want the song to be more .. like .. the kind that people can all sing together. Like the VS prefectorial board. If you're wondering what song it is, it's the one on the first page of my blog. "You never stand alone."

We also did the unimaginable. We went up to mr loh (the principal) and asked him whether he was open to the idea of giving PSB a room. And ofcourse he said yes but he'll have to read our proposal.

Pray for us okay.

2006-02-07T20:10:00.000+08:00

My fellow habitants of this green planet, i bring this message with a heavy heart. The End is near! It is crucial that we brace ourselves for the worst. The future is bleak. We have to work together lest we want not to continue with our lives. What occurence could be of such impact to us? My friends, it has arrived. CA1.

We have information that this event will be likely to last about 2 weeks. The dreaded Week 7 and Week 8. Gasp! Latest intelligence points that on thursday, yes people just two days away, there is the Chinese CA1 Paper 1 and the Chinese CA2 Paper 2 will take place the following day. Affirmative, it has arrived prematurely, like a foetus violently hitting the mother's womb, wanting to be emancipated before it's 9 months is due.

Week 7. Humanities will reign chaos. The GEOmonster will rage down our streets. Killing all in its path, men, women and children, damaging properties, causing widespread destruction. It's target: Plantations and High-tech farms. What is more devastating is that the massacre will begin on the very day dedicated to the celebration of love and life -- Valentines' Day. The inhumanity! As wednesday comes, we will witness another calamity. The wrath of History will be incurred. Widespread destruction is inevitable.

Week 8. Sciences will bring hell to earth. PHYSICal distortion of our mother planet will disrupt the would-be peaceful life of earthlings. Dangerous CHEMicals never seen before will wipe out nations and civilisations. As of now, we do not know thw exact timings of these unimaginable plage.

My only advice, dear friends, is to pray for the mercy of the lord. And, be prepared. As long as we pull through this two horrible weeks, calm will follow the storm.

2006-02-06T23:13:00.000+08:00

I was going to display a series of really interesting pictures. I even begged darryl to help me save the Zest photos into his thumbdrive so i can post them. Unfortunately, my computer is too old generation to be able to read thumbdrives. I couldn't believe it at first too. Face it Desmond, you've got a lousy computer.

Unfortunately, Mr desmond, that's not the only lousy thing you have. You have a lousy haircut too. Yes Desmond, you look like a dork. A stupid dork. Your hair is disgustingly revolting. Who's fault is it? That haircutter at the EC House at united Square. One more place on the list of "Do-Not-Gos". It's $10 and it lasts 10 minutes and you get a dorky little hairstyle. WOW!
But i must say that the vacuum cleaner they use to clean you hair after the cut is err.. exhilerating? Well, it was a hair raising experience. Literally. Once again, a tribute to my favourite hair cutter place.

Need i say more? " Say No to EC House! Say NO to dorky haircuts!"

And now for something really cuuuuuuuute.So cute right? Obviously im th one on top. This is one of the really few photographs that i actually look okay in.And at that point in time, i did not go to EC House. That explains everything.

2006-02-05T21:41:00.000+08:00

Guys, everybody now, "SAY NO TO CRUMPLER,YES TO PHILOSOPHY!!"
I bought a new bag today, after my black converse bag showed signs of fatigue. It's a philosophy bag. i've given up on crumpler already. Don't wanna be a crumpler idiot. One whole cult controlled by what's cool and what's not. $90 for a messenger bag? No way! And everyone has a crumpler bag, in coffeeshop speak "have oso no kick!" Get yourself a philosophy bag for just a mere $60! It's functional and even has a cover for when it rains. Crumpler does not have that. LOUSY!
Ofcourse do not go to the Photocopying shop at whitesands shoppong mall to buy it, like i did, cos they cheated my $1.50. DO NOT BE TRICKED BY THEIR 10% OFF! I bought the bag which was originally priced at $64.90. I asked for the 10% discount and the cashier said, " I'll sell it to you for $60." But everyone knows that 90% of $64.90 is more than $4.90. However, since it was chinese new year i decided to let things be. just pretend that it's a $1.50 ang bao. CHEAPSKATE.

Tdaoy things were fine. Had church in the morning, then went to see my grandad. He just had some operation. He's fine now just that he has to carry that urine bag everywhere. Ofcourse it's not permanent. he'll be liberated from that bag soon. Thank god. Get well soon, Ah Gong.

then i went to be cheated by the Photocopy shop auntie at whitesands. My real auntie fetched me from church to my grandad's place and then to whiteands and then home.My uncle asked me to find thid font for him as he used it for his namecard. he made his own namecards!! But he just upgraded from windows 2000 to XP so he lost that Font.

So anyone with Windows 2000 please please please tell me so i can get that font from you or i will have to look through over 3,500 fonts from www.1001freefonts.com to hopefully find it.

One more thing. If you look at my pictures just now, you can safely say that i survived without PHOTOSHOP. i used paint. I do not need photoshop like somebody who has a winning attitude. (read previous posts.)

2006-02-03T22:19:00.000+08:00

guys.. this is an appeal for you to tag on my tagboard!! you guys read my blog then never tag, make me think that no one read my blog. scare me..

2006-02-03T17:35:00.000+08:00

I'm blogging about the Zest trail as promised now, but due to unforseen circumstances, like darryl, i can't post the pictures. But i'll post one nice photo.

So basically i, darryl and zi han (notice the absence of the NPCC boys and chang yang?) spent the whole night of 1st feb (wednesday) doing research and last minute preparations for the zest trail. We only 'realised' that the zesThing was the next day on that day, hence the eleven-hour scramble. Darryl, ever the desinger, did the nice heading while i did research on SingTel (read: Cut and Paste from wikipedia and www.singtel.com). we we working hard till the wee hours of the morning -- 1 AM.

The next day, 2 Feb, we got to leave school early. And that meant leaving during recess. We made a beeline for the Staff Work Room, where endless flow of colour inks for printers exist, to print the banners and stuff. we used recycled paper which was actually unwanted testimonials from last year. There was one comment about the testimonial that went," Too Long!! Can make shorter?" Point is: SAVE THE EARTH. TREES ARE DYING! YOU ARE KILLING YOUR WORLD! Pardon me, i'm just doing my part as a geography student. :) By the way, all of the representatives for the Zest trail from 4F are geog core people. [read: cool people]

After getting everything done, with the NPCC boys still nowhere in sight, we took a cab down to Ngee Ann Poly. Darryl paid for the cab fare thinking that the teachers will reimburse him. I doubt so, but don't tell him. At least not yet. Back to story, darryl started taking photos with his phone in a frenzy, trees, buildings, roads, rivers and even chang yang was made subject of his fetish. But, on the account that im taking the zest photos from him, TAKING LOTS OF PHOTOS IS A COOL THING.

So we reached NP (ngee ann poly) early but we went to eat at the canteen (what happened to MacDonald's? ask LCY.) So in the end we were late. Till this point, not even a shadow of the NPCC musketeers could be seen. They were late. Horribly late. Forty-five minutes late. And they alighted at Singapore institute of management instead of NP. So much for orienteering activities. *shrugs* I made them take a taxi from SIm to NP. Cost them $2.40. SERVES THEM RIGHT!

Worse thing is, we asked them to buy darkbrown and black vanguard sheet, they bought PINK and black. Coulourblind? I knew jia wei is, but i didn't realise the rest of the NPCC people also suffer from that disability. And did i mention that they were horribly late?

So we desperately decorated our board with whatever we had. the NP coordinators were trying to coax the NPCC peeps to take off theirs shirts to put on the board. Ofcourse they didn't, a cool 200++ people would have nightmares!!

We managed to finish the decoration in the nick of time. Next up was the stimulation game. We made it to top three once but then slided into oblivion (16th place) with a total worth of $8.2 million. guess who was overall champs for that game? Serangoon garden Sec. Puzzled? My mom's from that school so i perfectly understand. Oh and the answers for Fun Quiz 1 is BAACCDD. :)

Then it all ended and we went to the Welcome area to get a copy of Lime free! The only catch is that you have to fill in this survey form and that you get SEPT 2005 ISSUE! Bah-jet. then were went into a phototaking frenzy again and got some really nice photos. Like the one below. Conceptualized by me okay!

Zi han is Global Smart without the smart, darryl is Attitude and Desmond has passion. So true.

2006-02-02T00:10:00.000+08:00

Darryl is such a bad influence.

2006-02-01T23:13:00.000+08:00

Colours

Yellow. ChuanKiat gingerly walked up to her. But at the last moment decided to walk past her instead. She was the most popular girl in school, the one everyone talks about while he was a mere bookworm, an obscure nerd whom no one talks to. An unknown. A nobody. She was clearly out of his league.

He had two tickets to a concert. And apparently, the star is a really popular singer. He knew nothing about music; but he did do his research. It was Cyan’s concert, the Most Popular Pop Sensation of the Year, as knighted by ‘Popculture’, an influential magazine. He had word that Regina adores her and figured this was his only shot at asking the most popular girl in school out.

ChuanKiat decided that it was now or never. It was time to step out of his comfort zone. He plucked up whatever courage he had, took the ticket out of his pocket and went up to her.

“Hi”, he mumbled shyly.

The girls around her giggled.

“Hi. Do I know you?” Regina replied.

“I sit behind you in class. And… and I was thinking maybe you would like to watch Cyan’s concert with me,” ChuanKiat stuttered, brandishing the concert tickets.

The girls giggled even more, some even rolled their eyes.

“Cyan? Cool. Why not?” Regina laughed.

ChuanKiat gave her the details and she walked off, with her group as usual.

That day, the weather was just so perfect for ChuanKiat. The sky was just so blue; the clouds were just so fluffy and white. It was his happiest day, even better than when he received his first chemistry set.

ChuanKiat skipped merrily all the way home, feeling good about himself. He felt just like bright, yellow sunshine – happy and delighted.

He asked his sunshine out today.

* * * *

Red. The day finally arrived. It was going to be ChuanKiat’s first date. He still could not believe that Regina actually accepted his invitation. It was a miracle. ChuanKiat could finally call himself a man, bringing the girl of his dreams out, never mind that he was clueless as to who Cyan was. It did not matter.

ChuanKiat put on his best clothes – red checkered shirt and a neatly pressed pair of trousers. He had read somewhere that red gives a lasting impression and he wanted so much to impress Regina.

Not wanting to make his girl wait, he was at the Max Pavilion an hour earlier. He stood at the entrance, patiently waiting for the object of his obsession.

He spent that hour visualising the moment his eyes would match hers. How lovingly would he gaze into her hazelnut eyes. He imagined how perfectly straight her jet-black locks would be and how sweet they would smell. He envisioned her in her usual casual outfit – a really loud t-shirt and jeans. He thought of the few brushes he had with her in school, insignificant yet memorable.

Soon, the hour had passed. Regina was nowhere in sight. “She must have taken the wrong bus,” ChuanKiat assured himself. The doors opened as throngs of teenagers streamed into the concert hall. The concert had started, and Regina still had not arrived.

ChuanKiat continued waiting outside, trying his best to escape from the possibility that she had stood him up. He was coming up with as many excuses for her absence as possible – maybe she forgot, maybe she fell sick, maybe she met with an accident.

But then realization hit. This was an impossible dream. It was just a lie. This entire thing was just a joke – a joke on him. Why could a princess like her go for a peasant like him? He felt hurt, betrayed and foolish.

The poor lad decided this was enough, and he dragged himself home. His glimmer of hope had vanished, like a flame extinguished.

On the way home, ChuanKiat decided to visit a convenient store to get a drink. However, what he saw shocked him. It was Regina, together with another guy. What he discovered next only angered him further. That guy was no ordinary guy. It was his friend Joshua, his best friend. He was the only person that was willing to talk to him. He trusted him, he was his confidant. He had shared all his darkest secrets and thoughts with him. Now, he was betrayed by that very same person.

Hate started to brew in him. They made him the butt of their jokes. They made a fool out of him. They humiliated him. He started to see red.

However, not only did he see red, he felt blue as well. He was going to lose a very close friend. Just as he was determined never to speak to Joshua again, he was sad that he was going to lose a friend. But he was not alone.

* * * *

Blue. A beautifully choreographed display of lights brought the three-thousand strong crowd to a high. It was a sold–out concert at the prestigious Max Pavilion at the Singapore Expo. She pranced around the stage, belting her most recognizable anthems, bringing the show to its climax.

The stadium was filled with hot-blooded youths, moving to the tunes of their idol. The girls emulate her, looking to her for latest trends and copying her every action, word and style. The guys do nothing but dream and fantasize about her. They are now jumping to every beat of the thirty piece ensemble; having the time of their lives.

The two hour display of her repertoire was finally drawing to a close. It was time now to present her signature piece. The crowd quietened, bracing themselves for the very moment they have paid three-digit sums for. Many broke down in tears as she crooned the first verse of “One Last Glance”. Soon after, the entire stadium was singing that song in one voice.

As the curtains fell, the fans screamed for Cyan; pleading for an encore. However, the “Cyanics” were to be disappointed for she was too tired. Too exhausted.

Backstage, Cyan swiftly changed out of her elaborate costume and was zipped back to her hotel room in a limousine.

Her manager escorted here to her room, with all praises for her high energy concert earlier. But Cyan was too tired; too exhausted to reply her manager’s repetitive and recycled praises. Sensing this, her manager left the prima dona’s room.

Emptiness embraced her; as loneliness engulfed. She glanced to her right, and spotted the latest issue of ‘Popculture’ – her only companion. The entertainment magazine crowned her the ‘Most Popular Pop Sensation of the Year’. She sat there, all alone in this huge presidential suite, feeling lonely, being the ‘Most Popular Pop Sensation of the Year’. She realized the irony.

She paid the ultimate price of being a Superstar. Being wanted by so many, yet not being able to be with anybody. Her status disallowed her to hangout with friends and prevented her from being with family. It has been a year since she met her family and friends, not even during the holiday seasons.

She started questioning herself: Is this all worth it? All this fame and money in return for emptiness and loneliness?

She was a prisoner of her own success.

Tears began to well up in her eyes, as a sudden surge of angst built up in her.

She screamed.

There was nothing else she could do.

* * * *

Colours. They are not just rays in the electromagnetic spectrum. They are not merely something physical. In fact, they portray some of the most complex and abstract ideas in the world – emotions. Just as seeing red means flying into a rage, having the blues tells of sadness and yellow, being the colour of su

I decided that to be safe, i'll not make this post visible until it gets rejected by Mr Ho. nshine, gives one a feeling of warmth and happiness. Colours are very much a part of our lives. There is no escaping it.

2006-02-01T23:10:00.000+08:00

the thing you see above is some stupid composition i wrote for commonwealth. i doubt it will even be sent out. Such last minute work only has one word to describe: Sucks. But better than nothing right?

2006-02-01T20:58:00.000+08:00

can't help it. tommorrow is the zest trail thingy. and a few of the NPCC guys want out. What can i say? LOSERS!!!!

2006-02-01T20:50:00.000+08:00

Busy busy busy..
No time to post.
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

2006-01-27T23:09:00.000+08:00

I just made this myself. cool right? Considering i used Paint to do it. So budget. too bad i don't have Photoshop like somebody.

CNY

2006-01-27T20:39:00.000+08:00

This is how is spent the eve of the eve of cny 2006. Because it's the eve of the eve, there wasn't a half day. Such excuses.

First up was chinese class. There were exchange students from China, HeBei, BaoDing. Or something. then we had to do "Bao Zhang Bao Dao". Basically just writing about what you feel on an issue that's currently being talked about a lot in the papers. I've heard of it, but have never done it in my life. Hence i was shocked by the hypocrisy of my fellow class mates when they did not respond when Ms Tan CB asked who has not done it before. In the end, only me and another guy put up our hands. However, when she asked the two of us to go to her so that she can explain the entire whatevers about BZBD, suddenly a huge crowd appeared before her. They were just waiting for someone to make the first move. Cowards.

Then it was Physics. I was going to perform for the cny concert so only went for one period of Physics. Even then, it seemed like eternity.

Then it was concert time. The choir was rushing. we were too busy trying to blast to listen to anyone else. That, i feel, was the problem. Therefore we were speeding up like mad. Then again, when wasn't CNY a flop? however, the "Da He Chang" part, where we have to sing the 'mad'ley (read previous post) wasn't as bad as i anticipated. Oh well.

Then Ms Lau gave the choir some choceclairs (can't spell, it's the Cadbury one.). Each person was suppose to have two. But then it ended up free for all. *shrugs* I didn't get any. but, the committee got some special chocolates. Definitely more expensive. And more richer. (desperate attempt.. tsk tsk.. a pun larhx..)

After that, there was RGS PS Convention Co-organised with VS Exco meeting. It went okay. (Ofcourse, who did the aganda? Me.) The RGS people were late.So was Mr Imran.(Surprised? Maybe? nah..). And also Mr Chu. But they ARE busy people. What to do?
Then after the meeting we went for a school tour. Only managed to show them from seventh level to fifth. By the time we reached the fifth, we got stuck at the parade square. We went to play captain's ball. Really tiring. W0e used half the parade square as the court. Crazy, but nevertheless, fun.

I was late for chinese tuition. Due to the extended meeting. Yeah right. It was due to the captain's ball game. And the dilly dallying after that. But, no harm done.

Later i think i'll go do the commonwealth essay thing. on a second thought, nah. I'll do it over the weekend, while absorbing the rich culture of the chinese during CNY. Then i'll be inspired to make the essay more localised. Hopefully. I'm doing colours. And i've thought of a line for red already.

"What started as passionate romance, has now morphed into an insatiable thirst for crimson blood."

Anyways, have a Happy Chinese New Year.

2006-01-26T22:51:00.000+08:00

Finally, I can blog. I was using firefox just now and they couldn't load the blogger start up page. Weird. But now I switch to Explorer and it's working. Basically, today was really exhausting. But first, let's talk about Darryl.

Darryl, don't let what others say affect you. they are just jealous that they can't use photoshop as well as you (vomit.. vomit..). But still, who cares what they say? Don't stop blogging okay?

Back to school. Today, school was okay, geography test was not that difficult. But Ms Marrissa Ee suddenly just appeared in our class during morning assembly, arousing suspicions that she was going to replace Mr Ho as our English teacher. Thankfully, by God's grace, that did not happen. (Not that Ms Ee can't teach, in fact apparently she teaches Eng really well, but Mr Ho is just better. I mean, my class was second in the level! But for Eng only. ) We were so afraid to see Mr Ho go. Yucks.

Then after that there was Choir prac for CNY. I don't even want to talk about the tacky "mad"ley they are making us sing. We can't even remember the words! Anyways, three Sec3 juniors got warnings from Ms lau. I didn't even know about it till before prac. Things are just beyond me. After prac, i went to talk to them. And the irritating and mind-boggling topic of pumping came up. I just hate it. Whatever. I'm caught in the middle. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

But the talk with them really made me realise something. My batch and the previous batch have not much difference. To think that the whole comm thinks that we are using a totally different method. Guess what. We aren't.

So much for trying out different methods. So much for 'Why then do the other choirs don't need pumping?' . So much for trying to be different.

I'm just so tired of all this. Honestly, somewhere inside me lies the feeling of wanting to handover as soon as possible. But most of me doesn't. Guess Chang Yang's expression of contemplating to drop everything un-academic is taking a toll on me.