Whatever Happened To Saturday Night?

And along with it, 2 years of my life? I sure wish I had some of it back. But I guess that it's time to start yet another chapter, and sign off on the last one. Sometimes I wonder, what would our stories all look like in a library. Whose would be in the funny section? And who would be a tragedy? Or perhaps we're all doomed to be simply, non-fiction.

The last 2 years in CMM have been well spent. Granted, I wish I could have said some things different, and done some things very different, but sadly, I am not a Time Lord. Besides, the year has been kind. Granted, I've gotten into a scrape or two, and probably cheesed off several people, but I seem to have turned out relatively alright. And was I really all that scary in first year? I find it hard to believe when people tell me that. I sure don't remember walking around with a scowl on my face all the time. But if I did scare people off, my bad. Sure didn't mean to.

Time for internships! To quote my partner in crime, my job involves [CLASSIFIED CONTENT], which means I get to [CLASSIFIED CONTENT] most of the day, which involves [CLASSIFIED CONTENT], and also [CLASSIFIED CONTENT] which I find remarkably enjoyable. I could tell you what I do, but then I'd have to kill you. Heh heh.


But honestly, the new job looks like a blast. The dress code rocks, too. Jeans and polos completely normal. A bit overdressed, even. I shall bring my windbreaker, just to look semi-formal. AHAHAHAHAHA. The only issue I have at the moment? My lack of expertise with Final Cut Pro. But that can be remedied, I think. A quick call to Mr Awesome Guo, and he shall impart to me his 1337 technomancer powers. Failing which, TO THE INTERNET!


It's my first day on my own, and I miss everyone so badly. It's like when I turn to my left, or right, I expect to see one of the guys, up to something stupid again. Or one of the girls, happily discussing how the guys are always doing stupid things. Today's just Monday, so just imagine how bad it's gonna be tomorrow, on what used to be Broadcast Day. Or Thursday, once Multicam Day. And Friday, when we all went Radio Gaga.

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Far Gone, More Ahead

I took a few hours on Saturday to look back once again, and remember where I was this time last year. Big difference, and it's very welcome. I must always remember to avoid repeating old mistakes. Bit of a mouthful, but it's true. I can't change my past without a time machine, but I sure as hell can learn from it. So, I thank all those who have walked through the halls of my life, if even for a split second. You've all been part of the learning process, you've taught me something important, and you've kept me sane (well, nearly sane).

CMM rocks! Alright, so there might be a ton of required reading, and challenges like Essential Graphics, but hey, what's life without challenges, eh? Oh, anybody mind giving me a crash course on graphic design and art?

Class outing didn't happen. Oh well, shit happens. It's how you deal with it, that defines you. I choose to be nice about it. Admittedly, it was spontaneously planned, so I shouldn't have expected more than a lukewarm response. Still, I hope we can go out as a class sometime this few weeks. The idea is that if we are a tight-knit unit, we will have no problems working together in different groups for our projects. Also, I'd rather we all start off as friends.

I need to do a few things this week and next. I have a few bills to settle, choose which cover I will use for my laptop, purchase a bokken or two, restring my classical, purchase textbooks, and catch the peninsula plaza shops when they are open. I need one or two more buckles. Other than that, I've got school. Yeah, I'm not as free as I was, but not yet at the busy busy busy kind of juncture. Life's lovely.

Burns And Patches

Three days since orientation finished. I'm sunburned, unfortunately. Also, I've got a patch on my arm from where the fake tattoo was. Ah nuts. Hopefully I won't look like a right idiot come Tuesday.

Day 2 was fun. I learned more about my class, course, lecturers, and schedule. Y'know, I didn't have class today. No kidding! No tutorials the first week of class, except Friday, and that's to make up for Labor Day. Lucky, ain't I? Yes Bryan, you hate my guts. Sorry bud, but that's the way the cookie crumbled. No hard feelings, eh?

Spent most of Saturday and Sunday recovering from the sunburn. Also sent the router in for servicing. If I don't configure the next one, my downloads will not connect. Great, just lovely. Brilliant, even. Damn thing.

Monday.......ah, Monday. My last remaining vacation day for a week. And what do I do with it? I spend it shopping. Go me! Walk up and down North Bridge and Orchard, and end up with two new belt buckles, and a reserve order for another one. Since my clothes are kinda low-key compared to others, I guess my standout options are limited to accessories and shoes. And maybe my jackets, if I can get my hands on a leather jacket. Hopefully, one that doesn't have a lot of pockets, and can fit on my shoulders. The one I tried had too many pockets, and wasn't cut broad enough for my shoulders. Oh well, I still have my maroon hood, my black alumni reversible, and my denim number. Maybe I should get some boots, a drover hat, a leather fedora, and a motorcycle as well. Okay, maybe not the motorcycle.

School's in tomorrow, and I get to see all my pals again. I must remember that this is my chance for a whole new start, at something I hope I'm good at, somewhere I like. So if I start complaining before next year, can you guys do me a favor and hassle me until I stop? Thanks, much appreciated.

PS. 1CO4, if you guys happen to stumble across my blog, please gimme a shoutout and link up!

First Day Of The Rest Of My Life

Just got back from TP an hour ago. It's been a great day, in many ways. I'm finally back in school, my classmates rock, and my course is looking more and more interesting by the minute!

Got an early start today. Registration and all the minor details are not important. What is important, is the rest of the day. Sure, we started as all freshmen normally do, bored and wondering exactly how it is we got where we were. Still, I think we've all wound up good friends, or at least we will try to make the effort tomorrow, if we didn't today. Props go to Harold and Zul for making the conversations more interesting, Rachel for being such a nice dance partner(and not mentioning the fact that I still have two left feet!), and Jolene for being on the same bus as me, and saving me from a boring trip back home. Oh, and Leonard for being a co-anchor. To the rest of my class, 1CO4, your names will all be up as soon as I can get 'em. Link me, if you happen to stumble across my blog before I ask you. 1CO4 ROCKS!

A note to the wild bunch: All the girls are pretty awesome...nyah nyah. XD

If The Train's Late

What happens if your train's late? Nothing, I guess. the train arrives when it arrives. Story of my February, really. Nothing really happened, til right at the end. And then, when you're expecting to cop a break, sit down and catch some shuteye, your train's right there. Blink, and you miss it.

It's been a good end of the month, though. SK2 Party was excellent. A little rushed, perhaps, but we pulled it off perfectly. Perhaps the only downside was that I may have made too much food. Still, better surplus than lack, right? Thank God for all the guests. And that was only February...

March has been even better. First piece of good new? I'm in TP! I have been offered and accepted a place in the Communications and Media Management (aka Mass Comm) course! It ain't exactly what I planned, but I will take it. Back to school in April!

Finally managed to make it to a class gathering. 4S1 Class of 2007...still as perverted and mischievous as ever. We all seem to get on much better now. Except for hairstyles, height, and build, we are still the same....no major personality changes, no deaths or hospitalizations...I'd call that a pretty good ride so far.

Last bit of good news for this post. Free Lunch! Yeah, I actually got a free lunch. Yesterday the family went to a place owned by a friend of my dad's, called Greenwood Fish Market & Bistro. The owner's name is David, and he's a friend of the family. Anyway, he invited us to the re-opening of the restaurant, and they've added a bakery to it! Great place, fresh sashimi, fresh oysters, so on and so forth. (You guessed it, their specialty is seafood.) I definitely recommend it. Menu's a tad pricey, but for quality of that sort, I don't really mind.

Okay, holidays are running their course for everyone. I must plan at least one food raid with the Band of Brothers. Oh, and download more stuff! I'm still addicted to piracy, and will be for some time. so the RIAA, the big-time producers and the rest can shove it, with their respect copyright law crap. To hell with that, I want my free stuff!

So, my to-do list. Plan a raid, play games, exercise more, have fun. Sounds do-able. Oh, and long term, find enough courage to tell her I like her. Yep, definitely do-able. That's all, folks!

Second Verse, Same As The First

The new year has become just another year. The holiday euphoria has worn off, and I believe we can all go back to the comfort of the familiar. Routine, habit, ritual and practice. It had to come sometime, but believe me, I wish it never would.

Imagine. By the end of this year, we will all note the drop of another grain of sand in our hourglasses. Will we truly be "another year older, another year wiser"? I certainly hope so.

So far, so good. Things have been going along very well. I'm still working, probably til end Feb. However, I am on vacation...now, what should I do with said vacation?

Goals...ever so simple, and yet, so far away from achievement. Oh well, here goes nothing.

1. Stabilize weight at 90kg
2. Learn to play my electric guitar
3. Get into my course of choice
4. Be nice to people.
5. Ask a girl out properly, without somehow pissing her off or frightening her away.
6. FACEBOOK!
7. Celebrate my birthday.

Okay, that's all from me. Targets haven't changed too much, I guess. Second verse, same as the first.

Turn And Face The Strange

November's been a crazy month. So many different things have happened, and I think that I really should write it all down before I forget.

Arthur asked me to do this, so I might as well get it over with. Yes, that whole ten things crap.

1. I'm in love again
2. I'm still a rock n' roller
   
3. I'm obsessed with the 60's
4. I still can't play more then 4 chords
5. I have a Christmas list to put up
6. I've put up the Christmas tree
7. I'm finally on Facebook
8. I want an electric guitar
   
9. I Believe In The Man In The Big Blue Sky (and His absurd sense of humor)
10. I waiting for the Hammer to Fall
    

Right, now that that's over and done with, tag 10 people. Right, how hard could it be?

1. Tessa
2. Jiahui
3. Arthur
4. James
5. Rachel
6. Rachel
7. Rahman
8. Jeremy
   
9. Esther
10. Wei Jie
    

Alright, that's that. You are all free to try and guess the significance of those names.

Now, what else do I need to update people about? Oh yeah, Christmas. Party at my place (the annual one) isn't confirmed yet. I need to have things to do. Sitting around eating and talking seems like an awful waste of a nice big space that I call my house. Perhaps I should get a karaoke set...NAH! But a games platform would really be nice. And if my dad's sound system was working, yeah, that would be great too.

People ask me, what will I do with my pay? Well, some of it I'm saving, some of it is for Christmas, and some of it will be for my guitar. Yes, I'm going to get an electric guitar. Now here's a problem: what happens to my old guitar? Should I keep it, sell it, or give it away? I don't know. You tell me.

Hard Rock Cafe night was really good. Food, friends, music, and a live band. But it could have been better. For some reason, a patron decided to treat us to a godawful 40+ minutes of AVRIL FUCKING LAVIGNE!!! WHAT THE FUCK???!!! That sure as hell ruined the evening. I thought Hard Rock Cafe was about rock music, not all this girl-power skater chick trash. And I also happened to hear Fallout Boy and MCR. What happened to the old Hard Rock Cafe? The one that played classic rock songs? All that seems to have disappeared. No disrespect meant to the DJ, but some of the song choices were extremely poor. Loud, noisy, and not in the least musical. At least the live band made up for that. Classy act, Enigma. Very classy. And finally got my apple crumble. Bliss.

2008's gonna be a strange year. I'll be a year behind everyone, I'll be going back to school, I'll hopefully know where I'm supposed to be, and maybe my life can finally move on. Chapter needs finishing. We'll see how this one ends.

The One Constant In The World

Change. Ya gotta love it. It comes along out of the blue, and smacks straight into you when you're just going on, minding your own business. Bolt out of the bloody blue. Whoop-de-effin-doo. Anyway, here's confirmation of my current status, and my plans.

I have officially dropped out of my course. I am now an intern at a finance company. I plan to resume my studies next year. I have no intention of returning to my old course, or other engineering/science course, for that matter. I still plan to get my driver's license. My endpoint is still the same, just that the route has changed slightly.

I have made a few promises I fully intend to keep. First off, I will pay for the net's popcorn. I am completely serious. Second. I will learn as much as I can on my job, and not succumb to possible boredom. Third. I will pay attention to a friend's advice that sometimes, she might be right in front of me, but I might not see her...once I figure out what the hell that means. Fourth. I will keep going to the gym. Fifth. Start my Christmas list.

To all who are gonna have exams soon, all the best. For those starting school again, just chill... you'll get over it...it's another tequila sunrise, that's all.

Life Is A Highway

I'm less tired than I was at the start of the break. Also, less bored. Several interesting events have unfolded. I'm much better for them. It's been a good few weeks.

I have a few announcements to make. Firstly, I am leaving my course of studies. Whatever was taught sure hasn't stuck. Probably never will. I will be getting a job when term re-opens, and will not be returning to school, except maybe to pinch some movies, books and the like. Or I might do that during the last week of break. Whatever works out, I guess.

Secondly, I am giving up my pursuit of her. I did send her an email asking her out, just for a movie and coffee, but have yet to receive a proper response. Also, since I am leaving my course (and most probably the polytechnic), it don't seem too sensible to keep her thinking I'm trying something. I leave that part of my life to chance, fate and time.

Third. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAHMAN! Yeah, yeah, I'm weeks late, but still, better late than never, eh? (I really need to stop procrastinating, retyping entire articles and deleting them). Anyway, here's wishing you all the best for promo results. Ride on, my brother-in-arms!

Fourth. I am trying to hammer out a plan for my life, or at least the education part of it. Yes, I'm actually thinking hard during a holiday break. No, I don't mean that I was not thinking when I was talking about your life. Of course I was thinking, and not on autopilot. It's just that I am putting as much serious thought as I can into this. All better now? Good. Thank you. Now sod off, you hypersensitive bitch. No wait! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, it was meant for the other guy. Yeah, you at the back, the one who didn't get it...oh never mind.

Now, for something a little less serious.

I've been going out a lot more lately. 2 badminton games, 1 basketball game, lunch, a school tour, a gaming spree, and more food and drink. For once, I actually enjoyed myself bags more, rather than the usual sitting in front of a computer, like I'm doing now. So, to the cool cats of region 3/4, who planned and organized all the events, thanks for a job well done. Boredom has been alleviated.

Let's see, am I missing anything....nope, don't think I have. Well, til next time chaps. Oh wait. Yeah. Paul Newman has gone to the great roundup in the sky. This video is posted in his honor. To the Hudson Hornet.

Sod It All

Holidays. Bloody hell. More like boredom, if you ask me. Me dad is still stalling over the job, I have no idea how my exams went (though I hope I failed everything), I don't have much to look forward to, all my games have gone stale, and I've finished watching all the stuff my dad and i bought on our $500 spending spree. Oh yeah, and some updates on that list of mine.

1. Get The Girl. - Big mistake. She seems to be too busy/uninterested in guys at the moment.
2. Get my JJ-ness back. - Well, this one's a little better. Despite being utterly bored, I've at least started reading books again, and I'm trying to understand how my thought processes, beliefs, ideas, philosophies and experiences were formed. In short, I'm beginning to understand me again.
3. Get a job. - Like I said, my dad's stalling. Maybe Gold 90FM has a student DJ position.
4. Get money. - Besides my weekly pittance, not much unless I get a job....
5. Get lots of fun. - Everyone seems to be busy or camping, so no fun as of yet.
6. Get fit. - Faring the best. Knocked off about two kilos so far, should be down to 91 by the end of the hols.
7. Get ready to rock 'n roll. - This one's half and half. I found a nice Epiphone guitar pack (Les Paul Special II no less) for about $600. Problem? I need $600.

Bloody effin' hell, what a lousy rotten holiday this is. And it's now 3am on a Monday morning, with results out tomorrow and a day of badminton to look forward to. A favourite line of mine, hopefully prophetic at this time...Business is about to pick up.

It Ain't Over Til It's Over, And It Ain't Over Yet

Yeah, I know. Title's a real mouthful, ain't it? But hey, it reflects life at the moment. Crisis points have been reached, and they are passing. I am growing stronger and more confident. I like my class much better now. I still want to change course. I wanna rock!

Business is about to pick up. I am reaching the end of the semester. Crunch time. The day of reckoning. Blah blah blah and all that horseshit. I have projects unfinished. I have no classes on Monday. I have much more to say, and not much is related to school.

FFB team has been set. That's right, I ain't a free agent no more. Yessir, I'm a team player now. No more lone wolf, cos I'm running with the pack! I have no idea of the team name, but I'm fully confident of its players. We have the meanest defense this side of Ngee Ann, and I'm their newest addition! Clear The Way!

I finally convinced my dad that I should change course. Now he's all for it, but he ain't as sure that FSV will be a good option. He leans more towards another engineering discipline, due to his belief that engineering builds discipline and trains thought process. I think he's right, but thing is, I don' t want to be an engineer. I want to be something else. This is not my call. It may be a stepping stone, but not a call. I'm sure that there will be further developments, so I must try to keep this blog updated. Moving on!

My school library really needs to wake up. I mean, half the movies I've already seen, and quite a chunk of the music is either boring John Lemon crap, U2 soundalikes, emo piss-shit, and some obscure stuff nobody, not even me, has ever heard of. And a third of their listed available movies are missing or damaged. That really is a shame, y'know? Just when I want to see a good movie, it ain't there. Oh well. Such is life.

National Day's on Friday. Oh, wait, BRYAN says it's on Friday. Not me. Geez, that guy must never read the newspapers, watch TV, check his watch or his phone. Anyway, I'll be going back to my alma mater. Saint Andrew's. Gee, just saying alma mater makes me feel like some old man. Hmm, I shall go back and piss all the sec ones off by telling them how in my day we actually used ink on paper.........actually had to write notes, actually had to queue up in the canteen.......okay, enough with all that old fart nonsense. Little hand says it's time to rock 'n roll.

I Think It's Gonna Be A Long Long Time

This is one heck of a song. And these days, though I am feeling more at home in the poly, I am still lonely. I miss my bros. I really do. Yeah, I'm hanging with a new crowd, but most of them can't hold a candle to the old gang.

I'm beginning to find silver linings behind clouds these days, even though I sound rather depressed. Truth be told, I'm just tired. But I trust that strength will come from somewhere.

I've been nosing around in the library, and discovered some interesting stuff. Soundtracks, rock albums, old movies and rare books. I really love just browsing through and enjoying them in what little free time I have. And I really want to change course. Easy option accusations be damned. I just want for once, to do something I want to do. But first, I must finish my fight. Tie up loose ends, and leave no doubt.

It's a good thing many Flag Football (which henceforth will be referred to as FFB,) people are in ECE division. It helps to have some experienced operators around to help the rookie. And they are really nice people. They are probably the ones who most remind me of the old crowd, a bunch of crazy, fun, hyperactive and friendly guys, obsessed with playing and girls, but also serious about studies...to a certain extent(grin at the broken SS rule).

And ever since I saw her, I can't stop thinking about her. How is she? Is she happy? Is she stressed? Will she turn up next time KTH has an outing? When will I next see her again? Will she give me a chance? So many questions, and I might never get any answers. But I say again, better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all.

A Confession To Make

I have a small confession to make. Okay, maybe not so small. Alright! A very big one, to me at least. I like someone. I like her very much. I really really like her. I.....hmm, too early to say that. Give it another month or three before I can say that. Bad luck to say that too early. Wait, sod that last comment. You make your own luck. But I gotta keep a hold on myself. Don't rush things. Don't act stupidly. Just hold on for dear life. And shut my trap. Yeah, that'll work(I hope). Here's looking at you, kid.

Oh, a little musing for all my friends as well. For Rahman and Wei Jie, a dream is always alive, as long as there are one or two fools left to dream. For Dino and Kay, JUSTINA!

I've been reassessing my life, and trying to put everything in perspective. I realised that I joined AE for all the wrong reasons, and that I was being foolish in trying to make a weakness and strength. I pray that the Man residing in Heaven sees fit to give me a chance to change course and redeem my foolishness. God help me. Amen.

A talk with my advisory lecturer has gotten things looking up. I told her my whole problem, and she said I seemed to have pretty good reason for a transfer. Add that to my CCA records, and I get very good credentials to make my case.

And according to another friend of mine, people have transferred for lesser reasons. It seems that business is about to pick up. Now, time for some serious work, and a little strategy. Fundamentals of Aerospace Tech is open book, so I will print all the relevant lecture notes and bring my textbook. Haha! A Cunning Plan! More cunning than a fox wot 'as been appointed prof of cunning at Camford University! More on studies to follow, soon.

Now, net on Friday equals potluck equals stuff myself and comment on how everybody else does light dishes. What happened to the pot in potluck, people? Sometimes, you guys really amaze me...

Here's some other less depressing stuff. Flag Football league is starting up soon, a chance for me to tear up the fields, thundering towards the foes! Wonder who should I join...Faugh A Ballagh! Garryowen And Glory!

49th. The 7th 7. What An Achievement! Here's a little spark for the upcoming summer!

Facing Future...Thinking Ahead

It's been a bumpy journey so far. Both good times and bad times have come along, and I guess I've held my own thus far. But how much longer can I weather my storms? Perhaps it's all about willpower. My lack of it, more like. It seems I'm living on a prayer right now. Whatever the case is, I've found an escape route.

The School Of Film and Media Studies! Or, the School of Business and Accountancy! I've learned I can transfer courses after the semester, depending on results and other factors, including my ability to write a convincing letter of appeal. Anyway, it means that I have to grit my teeth and stick hard and fast 'til August swings by, then perhaps a sweet chariot will come forth to carry me...somewhere other than engineering.

I just realised that I don't have any photos of myself. Hmm, that may be a problem. I need to remember what I look like if I somehow forget what I look like...yeaaaaah, like that's really gonna happen. Ah well, a random thought a day keeps squirrels away!

Today was a very nice day, except for some minor things. I tried paying attention in class, and ended up daydreaming about a world with no color. Show you how vivid my imagination can be, no? Enough about the boring bits, now for a little more fun.

As most people should know, I have joined flag football. It's something like half-contact American Football, I guess that's the best description I can give. Training so far has been tiring, exciting, and rather bruising as well. I went for my first training on Friday, and managed to sprain someone's ankle. And today, I flattened a girl, and kicked another guy. The worst parts? The girl was on my team, and the guy was just trying to get out of my way. Damn, I feel guilty. Well, I did buy the girl a drink to try and make up for flattening her, so I hope there are no hard feelings there! Oh, and to the idiot(s) who smashed me in the groin two or three times, I can't do anything, I guess, but hope that the fleas of a thousand unwashed camels infect your lederhosen. Limped home, realised there was a party on, stuffed my face, ignored all guests, and ended up here, typing at my computer desk.

Oh, I will not be attending the FRESH! Dance Party. For one, my dancing still sucks, and another, I gave my ticket to Carina and Kenny. The pair of lovebirds looked like they needed it more than me! (Just don't tell 'em I said that, betcha they'd effin' murder me!)

Oh, and if I ever get a band, I want to name it Johnny Quicksilver and The Kings. Why? One Word: Queen.

So ends yet another post by me. I should think of a nickname for meself, and start using it to annoy people, along with a motto and/or a catchphrase. Ooh, I Know! Faugh A Ballagh! Anyways, that's all folks, I shall go back to talking about girls in my life some other time. Oh, and i will redo the girls' songs. They seem too few, non? Ah well, C'est La Vie, C'est L'amour!

Forging Ahead...Building Foundations

It's quiet now. Everyone's in bed, all save me. I have a little time to contemplate and reflect, on past, present and future.

Poly life is going swellingly, apart from some minor(or major) setbacks. I found out that I have to struggle through and entire semester of nonsense, before I get to the relevant stuff, stuff that I'm interested in. I wanted to change course, but that thought is unrealistic. Shit, I hate my course(for now). Physics and Maths everywhere, and my course lecturers are not that interesting at all. Okay, fine, they're downright boring. A snooze-fest. Human Valium. 'Nuff said. More updates on how emo about school I've become: Coming soon.

I don't think I will seriously join any CCA in my first year. What I've seen so far of the sports CCAs is hardly impressive. Football was a disaster. The coach is a dickhead. Now, I don't want to insult the Malays, but they are too cliquish. They pass to each other and hog the ball, so no-one else seems to be playing. Also, I'm a goalkeeper, but there are several others ahead of me in the pecking order. I'm the guy who just happens to keep goal. The rest are serious players(school team, club or even national). So, football? No thanks. Rugby? Same old same old. Big forwards, small backs(mostly). Just get a team with big backs, and we'll get steamrolled. So, no thanks as well. DJ auditions went well, but I can't swear on air, or talk nonsense, and I gotta play mainstream music... riiiight, like that's gonna be easy. I might join flag football, or some other sport. And I want to apply for the youth flying club. A pilot's license might come in handy, no?

Now, for a little more cheer and laughter. A Sakae raid is planned for this Thursday, and sms alerts are going out tomorrow. They made the mistake of having a public holiday lunchtime buffet, we take them to school for it. 1130am to 430pm. Showtime!

This Friday was supposed to be Dinner & Dance Night. But both my date and I are unable to attend, so that scuppers things. Yes, I asked someone to be my date. Now, for all those nosy parkers who would dearly love to go after me about my date, I will be factual, so you guys won't bug me too much.

Her name is J♥♥♥♥♥. She was in my FOC group. She is super-enthusiastic, and hyper-charged to boot. Much more supercharged than me on my McDonald's coffee and sugar rush. She is my new definition of beautiful. Yes, I really like her. I think I just might do anything for her. But I guess I will never know too much about her unless she lets me in. That was another reason I wanted to change course. She's in the School of Business and Accountancy. I wanted to switch to Accountancy. Go figure. Well, maybe this time I actually have a chance. Too many missed opportunities, too many wasted moments. Action, not talk. Eye of the Tiger, ain't no stopping halfway. Is my happy end somewhere in this new fairytale I'm weaving? Only time will tell.

26 April. A Brand New Day. My Wish...

A Brief Discussion, And Some Other Things

Ah, a day without going out of the house. Sedentary living. Peace and quiet, just my computer and me, a few games, and a bottle of water. I've been playing all my games for possibly the last time in a long time, and I've uninstalled most of them. I guess my fun is over, and it's time to get back to the ol' daily grind. Tomorrow I have to purchase the rest of my notes, and also get the compilation CD by The Corrs. What else? Oh yes, remember to update all my laptop software, and finish the virus and spyware scans.

I might be in over my head. I took a long and hard look at my "notes", and came to the conclusion that there sure as hell is a ton of maths in my course. Okay, I might've pathetically underestimated the sheer load of maths coming down. still, no cause for panic. I'm going to stick it out during the first month, and see how things go. If I can't make a good average, or keep up with the course, I'll change course. Where to and what for, you might ask. Well, if I change, I'll change because I can't stand having to go through another 3 years of hell, suffering because I didn't get out in time. Where? I don't know...maybe some course with less maths, or at least maths I can understand. It's all ifs, so I'm still going to do my best. I guess Yoda was right, do or do not, there is no try.


On a much brighter note, I was trying to match songs to the Girls I know, and here's what I came up with.

Nothing, actually. The inevitable drama about my feelings for each one will have to wait til tomorrow. So sorry to disappoint anyone expecting any juicy scandals and the like, but nothing to see here folks, move along! *Sneaky Snicker*

The Journey So Far

It's a few months into my poly journey, and a few days before school officially starts. I would like to take a moment to pause, and reflect on the journey so far, and what lies ahead.

My first impression of Ngee Ann Poly was: Wow, nice place. My impression has not changed. It is a very nice place, and is full of very nice people. The girls are good-looking, eh? *grin* Anyways, I have met a very interesting group of people, who know how to have fun. That's very important, now I guess we will find out if we all know how to study. I just realised that my course is full of maths. Shit, no frickin' way! Not again! Okay, relax, take deep breaths, think. I know! If I really try to suck at my course in the first month, maybe I can request a change of course! Hmm, but that would deviate from my plans as well... Another dilemma to resolve. Moving on!

I have found friends. Not just casual friends, the kind you say hi to and share stationery and notes with, rather, friends who I will go out for outings with, share my problems and dreams with, friends who I will be willing to drop everything and help, in short, brothers and sisters. To my friends from secondary school, never fear, you guys have already attained this status, and I will never forget you all. Let's try and meet up sometime as a group, yeah? Oh, and next long weekend at Bryan's house. Activities to be confirmed.

Girls Girls Girls! I've seen several I really like. Can't decide. Too...hot...can't breathe...*faints*
Okay, enough of that. But really, I've seen several I seriously might ask out. I don't know. We'll see soon enough. Names? Well, after the last debacle I'm keeping my cards hidden. To quote a song, oh what a feeling!

Ticket Stub, Bowling Ball or Chopsticks?

It's been a very interesting past few days. My package has been delivered to the leading lady. It's the last time I shall go there, unless she wants me to stay. But now, I will start to drift away. Whatever happens in the future is now in her hands, not mine. I will walk my own line.

I have two days of freedom left, before I have to attend the Freshman Camp. Excited, yes, but also somewhat bored. I've seen too many camps, I guess. I hope something original is in store. Oh, a note to anyone who wants to try ragging. There are several boys from 4S1 coming to camp, so they'd better think twice before they try anything with anyone of us. We were asked to bring an old t-shirt, but all my t-shirts are old and "well-ventilated". Yet another problem to take care of.

Also, I need a haircut. I'm considering a crewcut with a pomp fringe(greaser style, baby!) or a marine H&T. For those not familiar, it's short for high and tight. The Rangers and Marines use it a lot. Or, I could very well go extreme and use the recon H&T, which is skin as well. Cool, eh? For more info, check these websites

What else will I do in two days? Well, I need some new picks for my guitar, as one has gotten lost and the other doesn't feel right. Also, I feel like watching a movie, going bowling, or stuffing my face. And I sure ain't gonna do it alone. Depending on who's free, I shall go out tomorrow, the day after or even both days. Hip Hurray for a carefree life!

Oh, and here's the next video from Celtic Thunder. I will also buy their album if I can find it.

Peace In The Living Room

The Cold War is over. The walls have fallen. It took a week, but it happened. A diplomatic breakthrough occurred, sitting in front of a television set watching football. Differences settled, an understanding reached. Not emotional by any standards, but still a resolution. My dad and I have finally made up our differences, and we started by finding a common ground. Football. Manchester United. Both of us are rabid fans, and it was the first common ground rediscovered. Saturday night I flipped on the telly, and was watching a game when he came out of the room to have a coffee. We started talking, and the long and short of it is that we settled the whole argument, he has his son back and I have my father back.

In any case, he has agreed not to wind me up over small issues, and I've agreed not to fly off the handle at small arguments. I have to learn, I guess. Maybe I should stop going into nearly every argument to try and prove something.

7 Days

Cold War

The Cold War was first fought between two opposing ideologies, and since then, countless miniature versions have been fought between parents and their teenagers, which were likewise another conflict of ideas. Well, I fought one just before the O's, and it looks like I'm fighting one again.

Since Monday, my father and I have refused to speak to each other, and only accept the other's presence as a formality. Why? Because he refused to accept me going to poly, reneging on a promise that he would support me wholeheartedly. Monday night, he kept badgering me about whether I could make the grade or not.

For those who know me well enough, I work best when people do NOT constantly question my confidence or my motivation. For those not in the know, let me tell you that it is one of the best ways to piss me off, that is, if you're cruisin' for a bruisin'. Why so? Well the simple fact is that the more others question me, the more I question myself, and I can be very self-critical, not exactly what others would think of me.


Anyway, back to my little story. Point is, my dad and I have been ignoring each other, even when we went down with a flu one after another. Well, my decision has been made. I like it this way. He doesn't bother about me, I couldn't give a rat's ass or a flying f*** about him. I LIKE IT. If he doesn't like me going to poly, I can still go overseas. I've been reading up on some high schools overseas, and it seems that I qualify to go overseas to study, if I can get my visa approved. All I need now is for that one catalyst, that one spark that will set off an inferno. That one domino that will set off a chain of events that would lead to me leaving Singapore for a foreign shore. ALONE. I don't give a shit if my dad goes berserk over it. All that gives me is what he owes me. Years of freedom. Oh, and he still owes me money. And if he wants to keep me here, he's gonna have to bloody well find me.