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.

A Warm May Holiday

What a day! I'm tanked up on coffee and food, blogging while listening to my music, and ready to rush my e-learning tomorrow, so I can sit in front of the computer, finish my projects, and kick back. I've had much fun, so it will soon be time for the work to begin. Strangely, I can't wait!

Day started off well. A great Monday, what with it being a holiday and all. Woke up on time, and met up with Rahman, Jeremy and Weijie at Bryan's house. Abel came along later. We had some fun mucking around with guitars, a pool table, and cards. Not too much interesting stuff happened, but all of it was fun nonetheless.

The original plan was to muck around at Bryan's, then head off by ourselves, but plans change. We ended up at more or less the same area(Suntec and Marina), so I guess that counts as a slight deviation. We had lunch, and slacked around talking in a Coffee Bean for an hour or so, catching up. I hope we will have more days like this, which are both serious and fun at the same time, where we laugh, and learn even more about each other. My hope is that this whole group will stick together for a long time to come, and never forget one another.

We ended up in Carl's Jr later having drinks and fries. Went home with Jeremy after that. We had a very interesting conversation on the train, about the possibility of forming a band. A very strange one, with a stranger name and a weird musical sense. I bet the critics would love it. The kind of crap on the market these days, i don't think they would mind a "revolutionary, groundbreaking, experimental and eclectic sound". That is to say, the myriad musical influences thrown into a pot and served beasting...err, I meant bursting. No wait, I meant served up with sass, panache and style. Ahh, what the hell am I spewing? A band named "A F*cking Waste Of Time", with a debut album titled "A Steaming Pile of Crap" and a greatest hits collection called "Unbelievable Bullshit Vols 1, 2 and 3" is one heck of a dream, but not half-likely to happen. Too shocking and daring. *Sighs* Well, I guess I'd better stick to less controversial stuff.

Alright, enough of that. I will write more tomorrow, so for now, Adieu, Au Revoir and Goodnight!

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!

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

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.

24 Hours, Or So

In a day's time it's Valentine's Day. A Hallmark holiday marked by the giving of flowers, cards, chocolates, and other interesting gifts. In my case, just a card, I think. I'm stuffing all money into the bank, to be removed at a later date. My friends are all on hiatus, I believe. Most have not updated their blogs or talked to me too much. Not exactly the best way to maintain friendships, but I guess it will continues like this for a while. I wonder where I'm headed? I guess my ultimate fate is in someone else's Hands, for now. Not the way I planned it. But still, it's my choice, now I must live with it. I guess now all I can do is write about it.

1 Necklace, 17 Flowers, 17 Candles, 1 Love,
forever yours.

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.

You'll Never Walk Alone

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm,
Is a golden sky,
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm,
Is a golden sky,
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.