Winding Down The Clock

The clock's ticking like a time-bomb, but at least the last two plays have brought me closer to the goal line. Crucially, I've run the ball out, stopping the clock, and buying me some time for thought. I guess this is it. The last one for the year. My goal is survival. Hail Mary full of grace.

Kick Into Gear

Right, now that semester is over, time to study. Next week is gonna be rough, so I've gotta enjoy the small break and the opportunity to revise. Speaking of revision, nothing's sticking. I need some study buddies, or I'll go spare studying on my own.

New plans for the year. I'm back in the pool, so I need to maintain that. If I can bring my weight down to maybe 88-91 kg, I should be fine. Also, do better in semester 2. I won't have the design modules weighing me down, so I must do better. Not to say that CMM design modules are horrendously difficult, it's just that I'm not great at design. Them's the breaks.

I wonder how everyone's getting along in their revision? I mean, I check Facebook every few hours, and I see people complaining about studying and $300 handphone bills, and some randy little pervert in Taiwan raving about the girls there. If he likes 'em so much, he should marry one and stay there, wouldn't you agree? Maybe I'll go blog browsing after my swim. Gotta run!

This is ourselves.............under pressure.

Switch And Arrange

Okay, Journalism 1 midterms tomorrow. I've looked over and revised the concepts, but I still have no bleeding idea how the test's gonna look like, except for the sample Adam gave me..Thanks Adam!

Weird feeling, obsessing over a test. I must've drunk or eaten something off. Oh wait..... it's just me studying for a change. Hmm, I need a break. And a stiff drink, or a speed drink.

Sentosa Saturday coming up. I wonder who planned it. Anyway, it's a good way to go relax. And I can legally buy booze. Heh heh.

I want a sleepover! Or two....or parties! Yes, lots of parties!

I need to drink less glucose.

Man. Monster. Mountain.

Yeah, yeah, so I drank two cups of foul-tasting sauce. Honestly, it's only bad at the bottom, where all the stuff settles. Still, it was funny to see everyone go loony over that. And, that proves I am the sickest person in the youth. Not sick as in cough and sneeze sick, but sick as in WICKED SICK!!! By the way, the sauce was vinegar, Tabasco and wasabi.

Let's see...put away around 15 dogs, still had space for dessert and some dim sum. Oh, and a burger when I got back home. Plus a can of root beer, and 2 1.5l bottles of water to flush the system. Yes, I AM a monster.

Discussed a sleepover with the 3IV bunch. Guests should not be more than twelve, I guess. Wonder who should Arthur invite?

A day to mid-terms. 2 papers, 2 hours, and freedom. Watch this space.

Dogs And Deadlines

This is gonna be a short post. I've got piles of stuff to do, and not much time to do 'em. Once more, once more unto the brink!

Okay, just had one hell of an argument with my dad about the whole hot dog holocaust thing on Saturday. Granted, he has a point about unhealthiness and carcinogens, but sheesh! Can't he cut me some slack in this? Sure, the youth are gonna be their usual cheapskate skinflint selves, but what can we do? There's an inordinate amount of gluttons that we have, so should we buy proper, classy stuff for them to scoff? The blighters probably wouldn't appreciate such stuff. No point in casting pearls before...well, you get the general idea. That's why I'm rather cheesed off.

More deadlines. Oh well, school has always been about handling, coping and not going bloody spare. At least, that's what it always seemed to be about. Thank God for an awesome class! Without such fun people, I probably would have gone nuts. The fact that everybody seems to willingly accept each other's quirks and oddities is extremely encouraging. 1C04 Rocks!!!

Not to self: J1 IWA1 and MedSoc Proposal due tomorrow. Press on. Deus Vult!

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.

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!

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.

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!

The Waiting Game

If all my friends are to be believed, this will be the last two weeks of freedom I have left. Rumors abound about when our results will be released,, but I've given up on worrying. Worrying distracts me. I'm gonna have my fun, that is a fact. Still a few movies left to download or watch, still some things to do. My iPod's working just fine, and currently holds 1400+songs and 3 movies. Nice, eh? I will import more over the coming days. Here's to a new beginning!

Literally Love

Literature exams have ended. Four years of blood, toil, sweat and tears have led me to this final moment. Okay, maybe blood is a bit excessive. But still, this was my first real magnum opus. Today has been the crowning glory in all my years in SA.

To Bryan, Gawain, Eric, Jovi, Rahman, Wei Jie, and all my Lit teachers, I salute you, for whatever you've done for me and given to me. We do have 2 months more together as SAS boys, so let's make them count. Barbecue's at Rahman's on 17th November, so I will be seeing you guys there. To all my friends in church who have kept me in prayer, I thank you. May God Bless You! To all my classmates and teachers, it's been real fun, these four years. See ya Monday!

To The Girl, I Love You. And That's Love, Actually. Here's a song for you.

My Wish

I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,

But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but you never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, that you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.

But more than anything, yeah, more than anything,
My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

My wish for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah this, is my wish.

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big

O Levels, Day 3

Hmm, History wasn't too bad. But I just faced the hardest slog ever. Three papers in ONE DAY! Thank The Maker that 2 of 3 were English. Lessee now, topic 4, what I would miss if I lived elsewhere...I sure would miss every single one of my friends. I think I know who to ask out now. Well, I did write her name down in my essay, and yes, I would miss her the most of all. But enough about that. Letter writing? Piffling waste of time. Who the hell writes FORMAL LETTERS these days? Newsflash people, ever heard of THE INTERNET? And the only reports I ever want to hear of are police reports..sheesh. Paper 2. Bah, humbug. And Maths 1? Alas, I fear that a lack of drawing ability, combined with sheer bad timing and a slice of misfortune, may contribute to giving me 50 marks or so. Oh well, as Charlie Chaplin wrote, Smile.

Tomorrow I have Maths 2, and I finally get to see my face on a magazine cover. Well, I guess that's a good start. Oh, and for those who are asking about the music player, please be patient, and wait for it to load. 27 songs is quite a large workload on your connection, y'know.


Well, that's all folks! Till another day!

O Levels, Day 1

Ahh, I believe in the Man in the Big Blue Sky. All credit to whatever he did to help me study for Chem. Now that that's over with, on to History. Viva la A1s! Let my revolution begin!
Oh, and my plans for the BBQ are beginning to take shape.
Probables
Date: First?Second week of December, Friday/Saturday/Sunday, or a weekday(last resort).
Food: To Be Decided
Dress Code: To Be Decided
Activities: To Be Decided

Ok, we'll see about tomorrow. I Will Do Well, I've got too much riding on this not to do well. Tally-Ho!

Practicality?

I Hate My School. I loathe it, detest it, and I wish I could set fire to it and watch it burn to the ground. Why? Because my bloody crap teachers refuse to do SPA. Reason? They're too damn busy and have no bloody time to do a few practicals extra per month, so they screw up our O level practical instead. Well, damn them all. They can go screw themselves. Wait a minute... Farewell Assembly tomorrow! Well then, Goodbye, Good Riddance and above all, GO TO F*CKING BLAZES!

Ahh, glad that's over. Now then, here's a guest list I have compiled so far for the party. All the usual suspects, and many more to come!

The Guys...
ME!
Rahman
Wei Jie
Sam Stephens
Veerababu
Dennis
Dominic
Eshpal
James
Eric
Bryan
Gawain
Sherwyn
Arthur
Timothy
Xuan Yang
Vernon
Shaan
Xie Chao
David Lee
David Lim
Shaun

The Girls
Tessa
Lisa Anne(and if she can invite her Drama club that will be fine... XD.)
Esther
Janelyn(or was it Janilyn)
Fatimah(anybody else from TKGS Drama as well)
Kelly
Adrielle
Hannah
Erica
Cheryl(Hmm, how many do I know?)
Yong Xian(LTNS)
Melissa(If I can find her number)
Xin Yi(ditto)
Alice(ditto)
Nikki(ditto again!)
Shirlyn
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More to come, so watch this space!

New Beginnings, New Stories and A New Attitude

Hello Universe! It is a dreary Saturday evening as I write this, but my mood could be no less different. I am about to embark on an evening of Rugby, Football and Food. But first, an update on my plans for the holidays. Rahman is also having a BBQ, so we have to plan both parties not to coincide. Also, both parties will be a strictly teenage affair, so no adults around to make us do this that or the other. Also, I am planning to ask a girl out for dinner and a movie after exams, but I can't decide who.

Right, on to the news. Rahman and Mark (with a K) both have new blogs, so I have updated their links. Rahman, Jeremy Ho, Wei Jie and myself have invented Yagouwise, a new language, culture and tradition transcending even the great divides between SA, SE and S1. I have gotten several new movies, and will continue to get more of them. Walk The Line Rules! Oh, and I am actually doing something interesting...*drum-roll*... I am STUDYING!!!!!... *gasps of horror and shock*. Yes, my friends, I actually do care about my future, and I will achieve what I want. Nothing will stop me, Nothing will stand in my way. I am empowered, enlightened and ready to take on the world! I will... wait, did I hear the ice-cream man?...YEY ICECREAMZ!!!!!
*runs off after Ice-Cream Van*...

Preliminary Post

Wow, Prelims are finally over, now to kick back, relax and slack for a while. However, I must not forget the O's are ever-nearing. *Sigh* It's been real, and it's been fun, but it ain't been real fun. Speaking of fun, I'm planning a BBQ for after exams are over. I wonder how many people I can squeeze into the house...40?50? Who knows? Watch this spot.