Two pieces of news, one bad and one that's very cagey. First off, concerning the BBQ. People are starting to cancel on me left, right, centre, up, down, and middle for good measure. Thus, I am seriously considering reorganising the whole BBQ, or moving it to a later date, namely the 22nd or the 29th of December. I know it's a heck near Christmas and Year's End, but it can't be helped. I still want to have a mega bash, and get everyone in for it. Food will also be bountiful, and I don't want any going to waste. Let's see, what else? Oh, now for a sunbeam or two. My job-hunt is picking up steam, and I should be able to get something concrete by the end of next week. I sincerely hope I can get Rahman a job as well. I would enjoy working alongside a comrade, at the very least.
But by far the brightest sunbeam: I have summoned up whatever inner courage I have to ask her out. I have been near for so many years, and yet wasted them all. But now, now is different. There is nothing to distract me, no exams nagging at the back of my head, no job or task screaming for attention. Just one goal, one purpose, one love. Everything else seems to have evaporated into a meaningless whisper in the breeze. It's funny how it hit me right before the exams. Priorities, I mean. Never mind. What I do know is that I love her, it sure ain't no crush. Not this time. Now when I look back, I guess the few relationships I had were never serious, more just a crazy crush, spur-of-the-moment kinda things. Flirting, at best. Yes, I Love Her. I just wish that someday I will have the courage to say that to her.
Dear God, I've seen what you can do,
I've seen you make miracles and hopeless dreams come true.
You made the heavens, the stars and the sea,
So how hard is it to ask if she loves me?
Monday, 19 November 2007
Friday, 16 November 2007
Updates Updates
The river of time rolls ever onward, and I sit by its banks waiting. What for, I don't know...that special something, somewhere, or Someone. I really don't know. But I still wait patiently. Who knows, lightning may strike.
Now then, on to my updates for the BBQ. News is both bad and good. Bad news: Quite a few girls and guys are all UTA(unable to attend). Reasons range from holidays to family get-togethers and so on. But never mind. Good news: The party is confirmed for the 15th. I will personally call, mail or visit everyone and give them directions, so nobody will get lost. Menu will be confirmed soon. Yes, it will be Teens Only. It may have a costume theme. Then again, maybe not. Who knows what the future may hold.
An Updated Guest List
GUYS
Me
Rahman
Wei Jie
Sam Stephens
Veerababu
Dennis
Dominic
James
Eric
Bryan
Jovi
Gawain -T
Sherwyn
Arthur
Timothy
David
Xuan Yang -T
Joel -T
Vernon -T
Dave Lee -T
Shaun -T
GIRLS
Tessa
Lisa Anne
Esther
Janilyn
Felisha
Adrielle
Cheryl
Sheryl
Erica -T
Yong Xian -T
Fatimah -T
Shirlyn -T
Hannah -T
*note: A few others may come along as well. This is flexible. Guys are allowed to bring Girlfriends, and Girls can bring Boyfriends. Just give me a few days notice.
_________________________________________________________________
Updates end here. Tomorrow is a busy day, so I must get some rest. Goodnight, and Good Luck to one and all!
Now then, on to my updates for the BBQ. News is both bad and good. Bad news: Quite a few girls and guys are all UTA(unable to attend). Reasons range from holidays to family get-togethers and so on. But never mind. Good news: The party is confirmed for the 15th. I will personally call, mail or visit everyone and give them directions, so nobody will get lost. Menu will be confirmed soon. Yes, it will be Teens Only. It may have a costume theme. Then again, maybe not. Who knows what the future may hold.
An Updated Guest List
GUYS
Me
Rahman
Wei Jie
Sam Stephens
Veerababu
Dennis
Dominic
James
Eric
Bryan
Jovi
Gawain -T
Sherwyn
Arthur
Timothy
David
Xuan Yang -T
Joel -T
Vernon -T
Dave Lee -T
Shaun -T
GIRLS
Tessa
Lisa Anne
Esther
Janilyn
Felisha
Adrielle
Cheryl
Sheryl
Erica -T
Yong Xian -T
Fatimah -T
Shirlyn -T
Hannah -T
*note: A few others may come along as well. This is flexible. Guys are allowed to bring Girlfriends, and Girls can bring Boyfriends. Just give me a few days notice.
_________________________________________________________________
Updates end here. Tomorrow is a busy day, so I must get some rest. Goodnight, and Good Luck to one and all!
Monday, 12 November 2007
The Last Ten Years, And A Dash of Vitriol.
Alright, this day concludes another chapter in my life. Ten years of putting up with the damned Singapore education system. May they all burn in hell. Yes, them, the great collective used for all MOE personnel who have managed to piss me off in any small way I know. But it's been fun. I have so many fond memories of my school, and my friends, who would probably recall me having made this comment: I hate the system, but I love the school. Well, that statement still rings true. Those imbecilic, Machiavellian tyrants sitting away on their golden toilets, the fools who dreamed up such a moronic rote system of learning, can go to F*cking Blazes! I'm sure they will be welcome there, for ruining the lives of so many people. To those significant few, the ones who have really made a difference in my life, you have won my begrudging respect, and even admiration.
Now then, on to my vitriolic rant about the schools I have attended.
The many moronic, stupid, egotistical punks. The loud-mouthed twits running around school thinking you are the damn bloody kings of the school. Yes, all the bengs, gangsters, gangster-wannabes, and 65% of the normal stream. That's in reference to YOU. Oh, and some Sec 5s. Wow, you guys think you are very big and tough and can act like bloody samsengs whenever you want, right? Well, truth be told, you guys are what normal, law-abiding students call the scum of society. The low-classed, half-assed dimwits. We don't care how many packs of cigarettes you smoke daily, how many fights you've gotten into, how much beer you've drunk, how many days you've skipped, etc. etc. What we do realize is that you are driving yourselves into an early, and deserving grave. But today, I thankfully wash my hands of all of you, may you all end up dead in some drain somewhere with a knife or two(million) stuck in your ever-slouching backs, and please invite me to your funerals, where I shall tap dance gleefully on your graves.
To that obese, ignorant, stuttering and horrendously unattractive hippopotamus called Marcus and the rest of the pretentious lot he calls his class and his friends( with a few notable exceptions), may you all go to whatever institute of higher learning you never want to go, and realize ain't nobody gonna spoon-feed you no more. May you all be failures in life. May you all marry monkeys who look like Tristan, or marry gays like Goh mah seng. May you end up in the lowest bowels of hell, like its armpit or its arsehole. I'll laugh. Oh, and Marcus? Your breath STINKS.
The few numbskulled twits of my class that hates my guts, I DON'T GIVE A FLYING F*CK. You crack horrible jokes, mangle the English language every chance you get, and like making even more incredibly stupid jokes out of everything and expecting everyone to laugh. You guys can be a very insensitive, boorish and narcissistic lot, and I feel that's all really gonna help you in the world. I once again wash my hands of you, and hope that you may all drop dead sooner rather than later, thereby ridding this world of a few hyperactive, childish miscreants.
Science A(again, with a few notable exceptions), you miserable petit-bourgeois cretins are all pretentious snobs. You don't have the balls to be counted as men, so don't try and contradict. Lemme guess... too good for this school, eh? Should be in RI or AC, right? F*cking Gits. Your parents were never married. Yes, I'm calling you bastards. Bastards, bastards, bastards. Throw in lousy, no-good, two-bit, pretentious, twerpy, egotistic, vile, stupid, fat-headed, reverse-bowelled, penis-deficient, estrogen-pumped revolting little turds while we're at it. Goodbye and Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish.
Thus ends this epic rant. For all those who I may have offended, please post a comment if you want this deleted. I will obligingly grin, delete your comment, and laugh my arse off. Oh dear, I almost forgot, you can post on your own blogs and insult me to your bleeding, emo-minuscule heart's content. You may even want to angst in a corner about this, or even cut yourself, get slapped by paramedics, nurses, and the doctor on duty, then die of an OD and become an hero. Go on. I Don't Care. You'd be doing us all a favour.
Now then, on to my vitriolic rant about the schools I have attended.
The many moronic, stupid, egotistical punks. The loud-mouthed twits running around school thinking you are the damn bloody kings of the school. Yes, all the bengs, gangsters, gangster-wannabes, and 65% of the normal stream. That's in reference to YOU. Oh, and some Sec 5s. Wow, you guys think you are very big and tough and can act like bloody samsengs whenever you want, right? Well, truth be told, you guys are what normal, law-abiding students call the scum of society. The low-classed, half-assed dimwits. We don't care how many packs of cigarettes you smoke daily, how many fights you've gotten into, how much beer you've drunk, how many days you've skipped, etc. etc. What we do realize is that you are driving yourselves into an early, and deserving grave. But today, I thankfully wash my hands of all of you, may you all end up dead in some drain somewhere with a knife or two(million) stuck in your ever-slouching backs, and please invite me to your funerals, where I shall tap dance gleefully on your graves.
To that obese, ignorant, stuttering and horrendously unattractive hippopotamus called Marcus and the rest of the pretentious lot he calls his class and his friends( with a few notable exceptions), may you all go to whatever institute of higher learning you never want to go, and realize ain't nobody gonna spoon-feed you no more. May you all be failures in life. May you all marry monkeys who look like Tristan, or marry gays like Goh mah seng. May you end up in the lowest bowels of hell, like its armpit or its arsehole. I'll laugh. Oh, and Marcus? Your breath STINKS.
The few numbskulled twits of my class that hates my guts, I DON'T GIVE A FLYING F*CK. You crack horrible jokes, mangle the English language every chance you get, and like making even more incredibly stupid jokes out of everything and expecting everyone to laugh. You guys can be a very insensitive, boorish and narcissistic lot, and I feel that's all really gonna help you in the world. I once again wash my hands of you, and hope that you may all drop dead sooner rather than later, thereby ridding this world of a few hyperactive, childish miscreants.
Science A(again, with a few notable exceptions), you miserable petit-bourgeois cretins are all pretentious snobs. You don't have the balls to be counted as men, so don't try and contradict. Lemme guess... too good for this school, eh? Should be in RI or AC, right? F*cking Gits. Your parents were never married. Yes, I'm calling you bastards. Bastards, bastards, bastards. Throw in lousy, no-good, two-bit, pretentious, twerpy, egotistic, vile, stupid, fat-headed, reverse-bowelled, penis-deficient, estrogen-pumped revolting little turds while we're at it. Goodbye and Good Riddance To Bad Rubbish.
Thus ends this epic rant. For all those who I may have offended, please post a comment if you want this deleted. I will obligingly grin, delete your comment, and laugh my arse off. Oh dear, I almost forgot, you can post on your own blogs and insult me to your bleeding, emo-minuscule heart's content. You may even want to angst in a corner about this, or even cut yourself, get slapped by paramedics, nurses, and the doctor on duty, then die of an OD and become an hero. Go on. I Don't Care. You'd be doing us all a favour.
Tuesday, 6 November 2007
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.
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
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,
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
Monday, 29 October 2007
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!
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!
Thursday, 25 October 2007
Night Fall
I have been lying awake since 2230 hrs. I am tired, and yet, excited. My O levels have so far been quite accommodating, but I don't expect a continuously smooth ride. Oh well, live and let die. Or was it live and let live? Ah, bugger it.
I've been thinking about what I said before, on how I want to ask a girl out for Dinner and A Movie after this is all over. And yet, my mind is torn by indecision on so many different issues. Which girl should I ask? Should I ask
I've been thinking about what I said before, on how I want to ask a girl out for Dinner and A Movie after this is all over. And yet, my mind is torn by indecision on so many different issues. Which girl should I ask? Should I ask
- The Girl Far, Far Away?
- The Girl Next Door?
- The Wild Girl?
- The Quiet Girl?
Wednesday, 24 October 2007
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!
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!
Thursday, 11 October 2007
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
__________________________________________________________________
More to come, so watch this space!
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!
Saturday, 6 October 2007
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*...
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*...
Sunday, 16 September 2007
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.
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