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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Spring Cleaning

It's time to go through my things again. Put away all the old stuff, take out the trash, and clear some space in my life. After going through my wardrobe for the past few days, I've found plenty of stuff that I presumed lost, or thrown away. So many things hold so many cheerful memories of a childhood spent laughing, crying, reading, watching, playing, growing. 18 years and more gone by. What a ride it's been.

A big congratulations to Jan for appearing on TV! And Jan, you looked great, and did great. I hope you get a smooth journey during the last few months of work!

I am a happy polar bear. =)

Into The Sun

The old year is over, and 2010 is in. It's funny. I went through the whole of the Christmas season, without actually feeling very festive at all. Something last year just didn't sit very right. It was as if something was just keeping everyone's spirits down. No matter. It's a new year, and time for a new chapter.

I've actually had a pretty good time this holidays, compared to some of the turmoil in previous years. Then again, chaos can be more fun than order. Anyway, I thank everyone whose made 2009 a good year for me. To 04, y'all are one of the top classes I've ever been in. To 3/4, you guys have done great. Stay united, and don't ever fall apart over small things. To the Bros, let's keep going, shall we? Even if we seem to have skipped the teenage havoc stage, and have gone on to the swap old stories stage.

I have a few things on this year's to-do list. 5 things, to be exact.

1. Spend my money wiser. Less eating, more money to use for better things.
2. Keep singing, and learn to play the electric guitar. I can sing, now for something to keep in tune.
3. Keep more regular hours. I play too much games, I concede. And it's not a nice feeling to wake up and feel like shite. Conclusion? I need more sleep.
4. Pick up a sports CCA. Doing nothing is great and all, but I really wanna get into better shape. Gotta think about the future, y'know?
5. Lastly, spend more time with the people I love. I guess I haven't really given as much as I took last year. Time for a change.

And with that, I bid 2009 adieu, and step into the year of Our Lord, Two Thousand & Ten.

Sunny With A Chance Of Hyper

The holiday is winding down again. Another holiday, and yet I haven't gotten as much done as I would have liked. I still haven't done the beer-battered fish and chips, I haven't had any time to learn guitar, and I still owe someone a treat and a movie. I have managed to finish an internship, I've created a new drink, and had lunch with some of my friends. So, with a week left, I would like to do a few things.

1. Meet the gang and raid a buffet together.
2. Go out for ice cream.
3. Watch a movie.
4. Get out in the sun and play!
5. Cook something incredibly tasty.
6. Restring the old guitar I found in the study.
7. Go out for a proper drink.

The year so far has been kind. I'm in a much better mood than I was the whole of last year, and I'm living a much more stable way. Less late nights, no 3 or 4 day hiatus from sleep, and I can afford the odd day of aimless drifting once in a while. Guess I adjusted better this time.

Bicycle day was enjoyable. Thanks to Arthur, Pamela, Lavette, David and Ivan for turning up, and livening a week when I was bored out of my skull. Among the teens in church, y'all count as some of my closest friends.

I wonder what kind of career I'll get when I finish studying. I hate maths and sciences, I excel in English, I love history, politics, literature, music, movies and theatre, plus I like sports. I can talk my way out of damn near anything, I am not a great artist, and I feel awkward around girls. What a profile to have, yeah?

Sod that, though. Here's to one last blastin' week o'fun!

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.

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.

Fluctuations And Other Obscenities

A Chinaman walks into a restaurant and orders some food. After the meal, he looks at the bill and asks why it is so expensive this week when last week he paid 20% less for the same dishes. The waiter replies:" Fluctuations", to which the Chinaman replies, "Fluck you too."

A Jew says to a Chinaman:" Hey you chink, stop squinting!" The Chinaman replies," Hey, it's your fault, Jew, you sold me these cheap glasses!"

This ends my little presentation. Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.

Prices are going down, and portions are going up. Oh, wait, that's the other way around. Ah well. Guess it will do me good to eat less than eight meals a day. Yeah, I used to eat breakfast, a mid-morning snack, brunch, lunch, an afternoon nibble, tea, dinner, coffee and finally, supper. Oh, and add in various miscellaneous bites of this and that when I'm feeling peckish. So yeah, I'm just your average ordinary everyday polar bear...err, I meant teenager.

Exams have ended. I might do well. Pigs might fly. Whales might walk. Aliens might exist. I might stop cracking racist and dirty jokes. Yeah, like that's ever gonna happen.

My holidays are until the 12th of October. Yep, read it and weep, buddies. 12th October. Bloody hell, that's a lot of time on my hands. Time to start getting of my arse and getting a good job. As a chef. Yeah, that's an idea. Poison people with too much sugar, milk, cream, salt, eggs, pepper and other ingredients and condiments. Oh, and salad. Wait, what? AAAAAH! Think junk food! JUNK FOOD! CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM WITH VANILLA CREAM CHOC CHIPS COOKIES CHOC SAUCE PEANUT BUTTER STRAWBERRY CREAM ICING APPLE CRUMBLE CHEESECAKE AND A BIG FROTHY MUG OF COFFEE WITH FULL FAT MILK SUGAR SOLUTION CHOC SAUCE TOPPED WITH WHIPPED CREAM SUGAR GLAZING AND A CHERRY ON TOP! Yes, much better now.

Y'know, most if not all the nice girls I know have gone to or are in other countries, are attached, or very uptight about getting attached. Was there never a tale of more woe, than Juliet, and searching desperately for her, Romeo?

But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and slay the envious moon. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. - From "Romeo and Juliet, Act 2 Scene 2"

Yeah, and I wrote all that without referring to my copy of R&J. Jolly well done, old boy! Good form and all that. My literature skills might be dormant, but they sure as heck still exist. That's comforting.

Moving on, my plans for the holidays, in no particular order.

1. Get The Girl.
2. Get my JJ-ness back.
3. Get a job.
4. Get money.
5. Get lots of fun.
6. Get fit.
7. Get ready to rock 'n roll.

Here's To Fast Cars, Freedom and Jiahui!

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.

Through The Barrier

Time flows on. I am tired. I am battered. I am bruised. I am weary. I am one with my pain. I am one with my hurt. I am at peace. I am free.

It's been a hard day's work. Woke up late, again(aaaagh, must kick the habit), and got to school, late. Had to put up with remarks from my class. Y'know, I hate most of them. Faggots. They think they are all so goddamn clever, eh? Most of 'em are assholes. I won't waste any more space on them. But to the few who make my classroom life a little more enjoyable, I thank you. Bless your hearts for the kindness you've shown. Thank you.

I'm aching, bruised and battered all over. Flag football was one heck of a battle today. The Atlas Knights played The Black Knights. We lost. 4-1. Respectable, but we could have done better. I went down three times. Once, to a clothesline from Nadia(though she didn't really mean it), once to dive tackle Hashim, and once because something in my back gave way. That last one hurt the most. For a few minutes, I was unable to even stand properly, but had to play through the pain and finish the match. Limped off, and tried to fix it myself. Failed miserably, but still managed to get to a nearby pillar, to lean on and take some strain off.

The funny thing is, when I was slumped against that pillar, I was hoping for something to take my mind off the annoying, and very persistent ache in my back. I sure as heck got it. And what a boost it was.

She walked by. She Walked By. SHE WALKED BY! And all I could say was f*cking "Hi!" Dammit, I couldn't even stand properly, let alone walk up to her and ask her out. WHY! Why is it that Lady Luck and her daughter Ms Fortune absolutely must walk hand in effin' hand? Jesus, Mary and Joseph in Tinseltown! Oh, Mary Magdalene! All the Saints and Martyrs and Jesus! Did I happen to mention Jesus? (Spot the movie reference.)

But despite all my bemoaning of Lady Luck's daughter, I still feel really light-headed. I don't know. It's like the minute I saw her I forgot what the hell was wrong with my back. Every nerve in my back was screaming "Sit down, you fool!", but I couldn't give a rat's ass. I swear, even my brain seemed to shut down for a while, and I lost most powers of speech.

I have not seen her in a long time. But her face seems somehow etched in my memory. Like a program you can never delete, and don't want to. Somebody told me at the start of poly, if you don't forget her after three months of not seeing her, it's probably not just a crush. But never rush these things. Be a friend first, boyfriend can wait. Wise words, and I'll follow them. But perhaps I'll allow myself the little indulgence of saying... I Love You.

Traveller In A Long-Forgotten Dream

I sometimes drift away into my own recollections. You could say my past is an interesting one. Maybe for some it is very boring. I don't know. To me, it's what I was, and what I am. What I will be is to be seen.

Maybe the key to what lies ahead might still lie buried in bits and pieces of dreams, shattered and rebuilt. Maybe it was one of those broken bits that refused to stick together in a new dream, and ended up discarded to my memories. Life has gone on, and yet it might still remain.

Life has reached a time of decisions and dilemmas. So much is required of me, yet I am unsure of how much I actually have to give. Is my candle burning out? Am I running on empty? Is my heart growing cold? So many questions, no answers. And so little time to find them. Why me? Why now?

Has the world forsaken me? Have you forsaken me? Am I really all alone? Perhaps I am. And the thought frightens me.

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!

Me And My Gang...The Guys List!

Been really some time since I blogged, so I now present the guys' list, 100 Songs that I feel best represent my buddies through thick or thin, come hell or high water. For any additional song requests, feel free to drop me a line. Rock On, Brothers! Never Forget!

1. Queen - We Will Rock You
2. Queen - We Are The Champions
3. Bon Jovi - Have A Nice Day
4. The Beatles - Hey Jude
   
5. The Beatles - With A Little Help From My Friends
6. The Beatles - Revolution
   
7. Bon Jovi - Blaze Of Glory
8. Bon Jovi - It's My Life
9. Bon Jovi - Bells Of Freedom
   
10. Bob Seger - Like A Rock
    
11. Brian May - Driven By You
12. Bruce Springsteen - Murder Incorporated
13. Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days
14. Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
15. CCR - Have You Ever Seen The Rain
    
16. The Corrs - Rebel Heart
17. David Church - Gonna Punch Someone Tonight
18. dc Talk - Colored People
19. Duran Duran - Wild Boys
20. Elton John - The Circle Of Life
21. Elton John - Saturday Night's Alright (For Fighting)
22. Elvis Presley - Slicin' Sand'
23. Elvis Presley - Viva Las Vegas
24. Elvis Presley - Jailhouse Rock
25. Eric Clapton - Knockin' On Heaven's Door
26. Eric Clapton - I've Got A Rock 'N Roll Heart
27. Frank Sinatra - My Way
28. Frank Sinatra - Moon River
29. Frank Sinatra - Mack The Knife
30. Good Charlotte - We Believe
31. Good Charlotte - The Anthem
32. Green Day - Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
33. Green Day - Good Riddance(Time Of Your Life)
34. Guns N Roses - Paradise City
35. Guns N Roses - Welcome To The Jungle
36. Harold Faltemeyer & Steve Stevens - Top Gun Anthem
37. Harold Faltemeyer - Axel F
38. The Highwaymen - Highwayman
39. The Highwaymen - American Remains
40. The Highwaymen - Silver Stallion
41. The Highwaymen - Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys
42. Il Divo - Time Of Our Lives
43. James Brown - Get Up (I Feel Like Being A Sex Machine)
44. James Taylor - You've Got A Friend
45. Jerry Lee Lewis - Great Balls Of Fire
46. Jesse McCartney - Second Star To The Right
47. Jesse McCartney - Good Life
48. John Denver - It's About Time
49. John Denver - Rocky Mountain High
50. John Denver - Calypso
    
51. John Denver - Country Roads
52. John Mayer - Waiting On The World To Change
53. John Rzeznik - I'm Still Here
    
54. John Travolta & The T-Birds - Grease Lightning
55. Johnny Cash - The General Lee
56. Jonas Brothers - Yo Ho( A Pirate's Life For Me)
57. Josh Groban - Vincent (Starry Starry Night)
58. Jump 5 - Aloha E Komo Mai
59. Jump 5 - Hawaiian Rollercoaster Ride
    
60. Kenny Rogers - The Last Ten Years (Superman)
61. Kenny Rogers - The Gambler
62. Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit
63. Linkin Park - Shadow Of The Day
64. Linkin Park - What I've Done
65. Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama
66. Lynyrd Skynyrd - Simple Man
67. Lynyrd Skynyrd - Saturday Night Special
68. McFly - Room On The Third Floor
    
69. Michael Bolton - Lean On Me
70. Michael Buble - What A Wonderful World
71. Monty Python - Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life
72. Monty Python - The Spam Song
73. Nelly - Here Comes The Boom
74. The Newsboys - In Christ Alone
75. Nickelback - Rockstar
    
76. Paul McCartney & Wings - Pipes Of Peace
77. Phil Collins - Welcome
78. Phil Collins - Great Spirits
79. Phil Collins - Son Of Man
80. The Police - Message In A Bottle
81. Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody
82. Queen - Seven Seas Of Rye
83. Queen - Hammer To Fall
84. Queen - A Kind Of Magic
85. Queen - Friends Will Be Friends
86. Queen - Princes Of The Universe
87. Queen - The Show Must Go On
    
88. Rascal Flatts - When The Sand Runs Out
89. Rascal Flatts - Me And My Gang
90. Rascal Flatts - Stand
91. Rascal Flatts - Mayberry
    
92. Rod Stewart - Never Give Up On A Dream
93. Simon & Garfunkel - The Boxer
94. Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends
95. Smash Mouth - Everyday Superhero
96. Spiderbait - Ghost Riders In The Sky
    
97. Stevie Wonder - Stay Gold
98. Sting - My Funny Friend And Me
99. Survivor - Eye Of The Tiger
100. Waylon Jennings - Good Ol' Boys

Sweet Sensations...For All Seasons

Here, at long last, is the list of Girls who have helped me along life's journey so far, as guides, mentors and friends, and some songs for each.

Alphabetical order, generic initials only, to avoid any "interesting" comments.

A. - Maroon 5: Makes Me Wonder, Josh Groban: She's Out Of My Life

D. & E. - The Saddle Club: Friends Forever, Randy Newman: You've Got A Friend In Me

E. - Josh Groban: Remember Me, Westlife: Colour My World

E. - Queen: You're My Best Friend, Josh Groban: In Her Eyes, You Raise Me Up, Rascal Flatts: My Wish

F. - Rascal Flatts: Here's To You, U2: I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

F. - Baha Men: Best Years Of Our Lives, Rascal Flatts: Stand

F. & F. - Justin Timberlake: Lovestoned/I Think She Knows, Rascal Flatts: Cool Thing

J. - Mcfly: You've Got A Friend, Rascal Flatts: Fast Cars And Freedom

J.H. - Josh Groban: So She Dances, Rascal Flatts: Bless The Broken Road, Phil Collins: Find A Way To My Heart, MLTR: Take Me To Your Heart

M. - Johnny Cash: I Walk The Line, Bruce Springsteen: Dancing In The Dark

N. - Rascal Flatts: Help Me Remember, Blue: I-O-I-O, Johnny Cash: Ring Of Fire

T. - Queen: These Are The Days Of Our Lives, Westlife: Obvious

S. - Rascal Flatts: What Hurts The Most, Shine On, From Time To Time, Everclear: Brown Eyed Girl

W.W. - Josh Groban: My Confession, Phil Collins: This Must Be Love
, Nickelback: Far Away

*Note: More Will Follow

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*

Season In The Sun, Part 2

Okay, so today didn't really feature the sun too much, but I still had a blast! Woke up early to check on my shoes, and also eat breakfast. My leather shoes have completely fried off after I oiled them, so after a good brushing they should be ready for use. By the way, I used mink oil, so any animal activists out there, sue me!

Tau Huay outing today. We went to East Coast! Once again, I haven't been there in ages. About 20 of us present. I'm wondering, WHERE THE HELL WERE THE REST? Alright, so some of them (the Hua Yi emos) were certainly not missed, other, more important members were missing. Jiahui, for one. She would have given our enthusiasm one heck of a boost. Had a great time cycling. Again, I haven't gotten on a bike in ages. Ah, all my memories are coming back to me. Those halcyon days are gone, but I think the best is on the way. We had to pay $6 for renting bikes, but it was well worth it, I guess.

Riding the bike proved to be a breeze. even though I haven't touched one in four years, everything just came flooding back to me. Samuel and I started off slowly, but we ended up leading the group forward most of the way. Rode from the bike shop to Changi, then we turned back. The journey back gave both Sam and I more "permanent" souvenirs. We crashed into each other near then end, when his bike gears locked and pitched him off the bike. He hit my bike and I flew off, trying to land on the grass rather than the road. Sadly, it was not to be. We both ended up with cuts and scratches, and in my case, I left a nice piece from my elbow and knee on the road. William was laughing. (William , we'll get to you tomorrow.) We limped back to the start point to return our bikes, and left along with another girl, Sharini, who had also sustained injuries. She went home, Sam and I went to Sakae Sushi and raided the place. 40+ plates between the two of us. Not a bad effort.

Went home exhausted and still bleeding. I got a lot of stares on the bus, and one or two people offering me some tissues to staunch the blood. Like a battleship damaged but not defeated, I limped home to rest and rearm, which leaves me where I am now, in front of the computer.

That's all folks! 'Til tomorrow!

Season In The Sun

I'm radiating heat right now. Full on burning. Sunburn. Ouch.

Went to Sentosa today. First recreational trip in 10 years. Long, isn't it? Anyway, it's story time again! Please not that some of it may be rather exaggerated stuff.

Breakfast. A Whole Whale. A Pint Of Milk. A Pot Of Honey. None of the above. Heh heh, fooled some people, eh? A nondescript breakfast, went down to Compass point to meet Sally and Travis. Ended up going with just Travis to meet the rest of Kappa Tau at Harbourfront MRT. Quite a disappointing turnout, nine people from K1, seven girls and two guys altogether, and Sally was late. I miss William and Samuel's nonsense...Alas, wherefore art thou my pals? Still, it could have been worse. K4 had one GL and one freshman. Travis still wanted breakfast, so K1 followed him to Mc's for a second helping of breakfast.I had my usual $2 sugar rush. Tea and some coffee with many packets of sugar and creamer...I leave it to your imagination to guess. Paid 3 bucks for a monorail to Sentosa.

The place has changed since I was last there. Doesn't feel like a cheap resort anymore, more like a nice and decent place to holiday. The beach seems cleaner. Air smells fresher. Even the water seems clearer. We spent most of the time at the beach, playing games and splashing around in the water. Everybody got wet. I decided to voluntarily throw myself in the water, to avoid getting unceremoniously chucked in. A word of caution to all going to Sentosa... get your own drinks. The stuff there is ridiculously overpriced. Trust me on that one.

After a day of sun, Kappa Tau headed back to VivoCity for some food. Had to go after that, my dad wanted me back for dinner. Video post, one last memory.

Freshmen And Freedom. And Fun, Too!

I'm tired. Exhausted. Dead beat. My batteries need a heck load of recharging. I just got back from the most exciting, enlightening, entertaining and exhilarating camp I've ever attended. Oh, did I mention it was tons of fun too? To imagine I almost skipped it, and almost packed up and left in the third hour, scares me. I could have missed out on all the fun!(The really good-looking girls were a very very very welcome bonus too!) FOC 08 ROCKED SOLID YO! KAPPA TAU r0x0rz!!!111!!! TAU HUAY FOREVER!

Please pardon my sudden and inexplicable burst of cheering. I am merely expressing the satisfaction I got out of attending the camp. Allow me, if you will, to make a long post and detail the events that occurred those past few days and nights.

FIRST DAY
The first day was exactly how most first days in camp are. Long, tiring, boring and somewhat depressing. When I first walked into camp, I didn't exactly have the best impression of it. It looked overcrowded for one, and despite enthusiastic camp leaders running around doing their best to stir us up, we simply weren't stirred. A very nice performance from the school percussion band, but otherwise, the introduction was one hell of a bore. I actually fell asleep five or six times! But that did not beat what I felt when we saw our sleeping areas. A sports hall??? What kind of moronic twit squeezes seven-f***ing-hundred people (teenagers, to boot) into one sports hall? Oh wait, we call that assembly in SA. After that, some attempts at group bonding. I was put in K1, Tau Huay group of Kappa Tau. When I got a look at everyone else, they looked as dead or bored as yours truly. I though: Geez, if camp's gonna be with them, it's gonna be shit. But the girls look cute... Enough of that. Uneventful except for some creepy stories from the GLs and DHs 'til after dinner.

Watched Juno, but didn't finish, as we got dragged out for the night walk. Great time to do that to me. For some reason, I was really pissed when they split us up, so much so that I wanted to give the first dressed up person one heck of a punch. One of those damned horror movie masks, fake knife and no blood. Oh gosh, how scary. A few other somewhat novel scare tactics, but my partner and I somehow kept bumping into the group before us just after they got spooked. I have absolutely no idea how such a thing happened. Honestly! Still, it got better at the end, and I felt like there was much better stuff coming soon. Finished at 2am or so, and slept at around 3. Exhausted, but somewhat excited.

SECOND DAY

Here comes all the good stuff. Games Day! Cheers Day! Marbles Day! When I woke up, I got this feeling that everyone was starting to get together, and team spirit was slowly flowing into our tired bodies. We followed Melissa Travis and Azhar to our first station games, after learning some cheers. Our first game involved soap, detergent, water and a slide. 'Nuff said.

Other games involved butter, toothpaste, water, clothing, body contact, strategy and other interesting stuff. I will describe the toothpaste game, as it was bloomin' memorable for me. We were supposed to play pass the toothpaste, body part contact, for example nose to ear, tongue to toe, ass to hair, etc. I ended up as the second last player, and was sandwiched between two girls. The girl in front of me drew "mouth", then I drew "mouth". You can imagine how that felt. I was thinking: Wait... mouth to mouth, ain't that like a kiss? Oh shi... Woah, slow down. That girl's a stunner! Lucky me! Woohoo! Now what did Melissa get? She got "cheek". So I get to touch a cute girl's lips and another girl's cheek? Not a bad activity! Then I saw the game-master's hand. The top three cards were all "mouth"! Was he trying to be funny? I don't know. What I do know is that I got a very soft pair of lips touching mine for a microsecond and me getting to give Melissa a peck on the cheek. Very cool. I don't know what will happen if I see the girl again. I might just act on an impulse. She really is a stunner.

At the end of day two, we were all exhausted, dirty, smelly and very happy. I lost my voice after cheering at the top of said voice, but still polished off seven curry puffs and three swiss rolls for supper. What a day!

THIRD DAY
Campfire Night! Dancing in the dark! Not as tiring as the previous day, but sure as fun. We woke up, did the usual wash and eat, then we practiced some dancing and cheers. Next activity was a water game, waterbombs flying everywhere, everyone getting soaking wet, fun fun fun! However, K1 did not get to be the "bombers", as the game was called off due to too many cases of foul play. Sad, no?

Moving on, we went back to shower, after which we ate and went for our campfire. Principal is cool! Principal is cool! A few clips from various camp leaders, and some promos from the adventure (attention) seekers, as well as the principal's speech, some GL and freshies performances. Kappa seemed to have formed a cheering alliance with Zeta, as we were seated on the same side of the hall. More cheering, then supper!

As we filed back in from supper, we were handed lightsticks and told to find our dance partners, then the lights dimmed. The sounds of Flo Rida belting out "Low" kicked off the mass dance with one helluva bang, and after we finished our choreographed routine, we were free to dance anyhow we wanted. Some of us kept forming gigantic conga lines, but that got boring after a while, so we did the usual break into circles and show off your moves. I managed to dance as well, no small feat given how far away the music played was from my own styles of music. Heck, I had a good time! (Though I did tear the skin off my left leg. Hell, I've seen worse.) We finished our mass dancing, and headed back to our sleeping area for doughnuts. I was given my own box of twelve, but everyone in my group kept nicking them. I only had six! Geez guys, ask before you steal! I was friggin' hungry, y'know!

THIRD NIGHT, FOURTH DAY
We got little to no sleep on the last night. It was prank night. Everyone who was not a freshie running around with spray cans, toothpaste, markers, doughnuts, shavers, and all other manner of joke implements. Some of us went over to the girls' side of the hall and stayed there. No, there were no "interesting activities", but we still had a nice time. I managed to cop a few winks, so my thanks to all the girls who acted as my "guardian angels". Aww, ain't that cute? Err, never mind. Moving on!

The last day. Sad, proud, homesick, tired, happy...etc. We watched one or two clips of our time in FOC, and got free bottles of tea. Photos were taken, promises were made to stay in touch, tears were shed, cheers were chanted, you get the picture, eh? The most eye-opening school experience I've ever had. Some of the prettiest ladies I have ever seen. Some of the best days of my life. I thank one and all who were a part of my experience, and I will see you guys around.

Yes, I know that this is longer than an Oscar acceptance speech, but I am more or less done. KAPPA TAU ETA!

Far Away - A Special Dedication To Tessa On Her 17th Birthday

This time, this place
Misused, mistakes
Too long, too late
Who was I to make you wait
Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know,
you know, you know

That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

So far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know

I wanted
I wanted you to stay
'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
That I love you
I have loved you all along
And I forgive you
For being away for far too long
So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving
Hold on to me and, never let me go.

Rockabilly Revival

An update on my life in general. Since SAJC is beginning to turn away 9-pointers, I guess that little-ole-me has no chance whatsoever of getting anything outta this. *Sigh* After all the things I've done for this crapheap they call an educational institution this is what they do to me? Oh well, gotta hold my head up high and walk on. To all my friends, no matter whether you know me as a school friend, a SuperTeen friend, or in any other relation, like drama, debates and speech competitions, if you've made it to SA, my heartiest congratulations to you all. You've done better than I did, and probably deserved it more than me. Yes, I'm talking to you, Rahman, Samuel Stephens, Veerababu, Cheney, Levin, Erica, Felissa Lim, and any others I might've missed out. But I will see you all again one day. I promise you that. Now then, MOVING ON!

I'm going back to my old roots. Rockabilly and Country music is the way for me, along with Greasers, Rockers, Cowboys, chopped bikes, aviators, leather jackets, Stetsons, boots, brass knucks, switchblades and the rest of that culture. I will occasionally put in new songs for my collection, but I wish to first ground myself in the rockabilly ways. CCR, Elvis, Cash, and all the rest. A new direction. Another Earthquake.

I will see you again, on the 10th. 17+1+1, I Love You. But it's now up to you, to say if you love me too.

17 Years, 237 T's, 18 O's, 6205 Days, 1 LIFE.

It's Been Great. 17 years on this good earth, 17 years of life, love, tears, joy, laughter and all life's little wonders. I've made many friends, fought a few enemies, lost loved ones, seen people come and go in the revolving door that is life, and I'm the better for it. I've fallen in love, become a young man, survived many a date with destiny, walked away from so many things and embraced so many others. I've had regrets, moments of insanity, but also taken my chances, and seen flashes of brilliance. To all who have impacted me and given me life, friendship, and love, I Salute You, I Appreciate You And I Love You. May the days of your lives be kind, warm, long, and full of the blessings you have bestowed upon a fool such as I. God Bless Us, Everyone.