Schlichtheit

2012-02-11T14:02:00.009+08:00

When you think that you can no longer go on, you are only 40% done.

Lots to say, much to write, so little time for these, January is passe.

It's been a busy month coupled with much happenings as already

expected. The tenth has passed, I've got my pay, and of most

significance, I am another month closer to ORD. With all due

respect to the Singapore Armed Forces and those that run the

organization, serving that mandatory 2 years as drafted in the

conscription has too often leave me with a feeling of unjust and

lingering bitterness; much more to be desired really. On hindsight, it's

already been 9 months since enlisting, and the end is just beginning

to get discernible. They often say that the people makes up an

organization. To struggle but be fueled by the camaraderie

emanating from the closely knitted group, juxtaposed with enjoying

the desired but blighted assets; office politics and difficult

individuals; I sometimes consider trading the former for the latter.

Though you may never read this, your presence is making life

difficult for me.

Between November and early January, the outlook was bleak and

my life was void of colours. Badly knackered by circumstances,

staying motivated was at times a tall order. Fortunately, things,

turned a corner in January, and it has since been a gradual

transition out of agony towards revitalization. The colours are back.

And I am intent on keeping it this way.

Its been a short journey, and my emotions has long ran the gamut,

ranging from the abysmal to the invariable relief, occasional joy, but

rarely anything more than that; up until recently, surely a promising

sign of greener pastures.

Still awaiting news from the MO, still waiting for the appointment

with the MMI, still recovering from the cuts and bruises, I am not

done. The stormed has been braved, and what doesn't kill only

makes me stronger.

With renewed optimism and zeal, I stride forward. February will be

a good one.

‎Some friends come and go like a season. Others are arranged in our lives for good reason. I don't know about you.

Sharita Gadison

2012-01-01T09:26:00.010+08:00

The clock strikes twelve; euphoria surged across all nations. 2012 is

ushered in with glittering glamour and stalwart style; rightfully so,

as a new year brings with it that beacon of hope, the refreshed

aspirations and renewed resolutions.

New year celebrations has become an icon. The fanciful fireworks,

the derogatory dances, the booze bingeing and the defiled

debaucheries; sharing striking resemblance with its predecessor,

these traits have become trademark characterizations of the

celebration, catapulting the event into a global phenomenon. Like

any other festive seasons, the celebration has largely turn into a

marketing affair, where profit becomes the number one priority.

Heavily obscured by other motives, these festivals begin to lose their

meaning and purpose.

However, I refuse to, like the masses, be misled and manipulated by

people with wrong motivations. New year is the time for reflection.

A time to consolidate the years' happenings, strung into a rosary.

Each bead so significant, it has its own meaning. Learning from our

past mistakes, renewing our faith and commitment to our

resolutions, reestablishing the fundamentals in our life, our

motivations and purpose, are essentials that needs to be addressed,

before we proceed into the new year. Mindlessly marauding ahead

will more often than not lead to another year of stagnation or misery;

another fruitless year.

2011 has been a year of event aplenty. The first half was a rosy one.

A happy one. A memorable one. Come NS, and everything changed.

The transition went terribly wrong. Everything just went downhill in

exasperating speed, leaving me quite battled and I struggled to

recover. Albeit I am intent to see a change. To end this poor form,

and to rediscover the joys in life.

2012 begins with new hope and may it end with similar

flamboyance.

Móta á

2011-12-26T02:42:00.005+08:00

FML

Seriously..

Merry Christmas, may next year's be better, much better.

This mire, seductive mire. When will it end.

2011-11-22T21:10:00.004+08:00

Meaningful and throughly satisfying- the apt words to sum up my

experience today, the last day of my 5 day respite from NS. I

treasure these priceless memories.

Í fyrsta skipti í langan tíma, ég er hamingjusamur.

2011-11-21T16:00:00.031+08:00

Been quite a while since I last updated this blog. Circumstance had

been such that the month of November was anything but a smooth

traverse. Had it been otherwise, I would have had numerous more

opportunities to pen down my two cents worth. Not that it came as

a surprise really, the heightened apprehension were already there to

begin with.

November, an eventful one. Crafting up a plan, the plan so

immaculate, it could not go wrong. Thereafter executing it; the

painstaking efforts undertaken, the tedious and at times

intimidating advances made- the slightest of miscalculations could

prove to be my undoing. Left alone to fend against the most

disparaging remarks, the sting was verging on the unbearable. No

doubt this episode is over, the fiasco unfortunately is far from

settled. The arrangements aren't finalized, leaving me in a limbo for

the past 3 weeks. The situation is still precarious, and any caution

thrown into the wind may very well vain up my efforts over the past

month.

The aura of discontent and animosity is growing. Largely unspoken,

its presence so uncannily felt; the environment is growing

increasingly intolerable and I too am becoming melancholic. The

entangled mess I have gotten myself into, I am now fighting to

break free from its menacing grip. Pinning great hopes that the

transition period will eventually pass, and counting the days, seems

like the only solution to lessen the anguish of the ordeal.

A 5 days respite from work, the best remedy to relief me of my

current demise. This 5 days also provided me with a wonderful

opportunity to try out the newly unearthed information that could

potentially transform my life.

That said, December should prove to be a month of much unfolding.

In heroic fashion, may my plan work out well. The bitter hunger

eating into me, obfuscating my thoughts.

Living of my new found belief, I will not capitulate this time.

Foolish men mistake transitory semblance for eternal fact.

Thomas Carlyle

2011-10-23T15:19:00.005+08:00

2011-10-19T19:55:00.009+08:00

We read books forgotten by their authors.

A language least spoken...

Its not just a cast of words,

a play of rhymes,

an irony of thoughts,

dreamed up hyperboles,

or a medley of figures of speech.

Its a poet's heart,

his only companion,

his muses, his love,

grave pain, agony,

a written laughter.

Its a poets mirror,

in which he shows himself,

his vision,

a sight for the blind,

his thoughts,

touching your lives.

Poetry:

Its though a cast of words,

but uncannily placed in a language,

a language with the same grammar,

but still;

least spoken.

Hvernig mun þetta reynast

The MO showed me attitude today...

2011-10-17T14:29:00.007+08:00

This persistent problem, It has to be solved one day.

Pray hard;

And may the conclusion be an appropriate denouement.

Pray Hard.

2011-10-15T17:02:00.006+08:00

This September, or rather the past 32 days, had been a hell of a

journey. The purchase of BT, following which, the mindless rampage,

going all out to make my money count. Against all odds; skepticism

from friends; the constant struggle against the intrinsic nature of

doubt when plagued with unwavering uncertainties, I won them all.

A month of hard work has finally paid off, in that, I managed to

make a small but substantial amount. Ultimately, profit; it's all

that matters.

The constant preoccupation, close to becoming onerous, with what is

going on in the virtual world, drained me.

2 days remain of my BT, only to realize that I took too long, and

that my obsession have gone a bit too far. Consequently, I strayed

from the very core that governs my existence. To lead a simple life-

that quintessential aspect of self perceived idealism, sounds simple

enough. But in reality, the stark contrast stands out.

Plagued with a million and one obstinate uncertainties that just

wont go away.

September saw me go senseless. October see me change.

November should be better.

Oh well, at least I fed my blog.

Óska fyrir bestu

2011-09-19T22:18:00.001+08:00

Angsty Much!

2011-09-17T23:56:00.002+08:00

There is a calmness to life lived in gratitude; quiet joy.

2011-09-02T21:37:00.012+08:00

Deprived of sleep for an enduring 40 hours, in what was probably

the last field camp I would go through as an NSF. Field Camp is

finally over.

Smelled the dead leaves, touched the rotten trunks,

kicked the broken twigs. Survived the jungle.

Felt the buzzing bee, the dancing dragonfly,

the irritating insects, the carnivorous centipedes.

To hell with them!

At last, it is all over. Finally.

September will be better.

Tenacious me survived Ex MoonLight Marshall.

2011-08-27T19:34:00.018+08:00

Sometimes I pause to ponder.

How caught up I am with life.

The relentless rush to get things done.

The startling efforts to get things started.

The perpetual push to get things moving.

The monotony of life in NS is settling in.

Sometimes I pause to ponder.

How caught up I am with life.

The unforgiving schedules I must adhere to.

The insurmountables I have to live with.

The degree of uncertainties that were never meant to be.

The plurality instances of aimless doodling.

Sometimes I pause to ponder.

How caught up I am with life.

The zealous obsessions, the nagging woes, the countless glances;

against my mind cognizant of my unreality,

I am getting no where.

Quite daunting me with its hardened approach,

that's the way army works.

Come, may, my whimsical personality I haven't quite comprehend.

Staying strong, standing firm, now, that's a tall order.

2011-08-06T19:26:00.012+08:00

Another day, another week. The passing of week 4 heralds the

coming of week 5. I love National Day, no, not so much of the

patriotic sort. National Day; booking out on Monday night! 24

hours- short as it may seem, any time out from the mundane NS life

comes greatly appreciated. Duration is subjective and this respite

definitely makes a big difference. Week 5 will be a short short week!

It has been a month since the course started. Various high key

events have been completed. Navigation explorer, nights out!

; ATP,No marksmen for me; IPPT, silver and $100!; Route march; I

sang my loudest. Halfway through, and I am hanging on.

15 Chin Ups

240cm SBJ

10.58mins 2.4km Run

IPPT shagged me out. I never felt so tired in a long time.

I deserve my silver!

Now cracks a noble heart. Good-night sweet prince, And flights of

angels sing thee to thy rest. To the humble abode, the fallen Angle

retreats.

2011-07-24T13:51:00.023+08:00

Be quick to act, but never to quick to judge. Pass judgement too

hastily; you have erred, and be prepared to be confronted by that.

Judging one based solely on his cover, in my opinion, is a mistake.

Experience, no doubt can, and will mould, if not change ones

perception of another. Be not misled by prejudice, for such biased

and often innocuous opinions we form of others, very often condemn

us into misunderstanding another- that poor soul, a victim of malign.

It is imperative that I learn to look at people in another light; to go

beyond that deceitful facade, to see the sadness concealed beneath

the ostensible cheerfulness.

Do not trifle with innocuous thoughts, the gilded and perfumed but

inwardly rotten nobility, lest it gets the better of you. It may be

deceptively pleasing, but ultimately it is but another pretense.

Signed off lackadaisically.

2011-07-09T09:51:00.008+08:00

It is mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter- I will

embrace my posting, whatever it is; MP, saccharine ;)

It is the innocuous thoughts that determine one's action. The actions

which imperceptibly perpetuate into a habit. The habits that

eventually carve out one's destiny. I am the master of my fate; the

captain of my soul; the decider of my destiny.

July, make it a good one.

It is going to be two years, worth it! Rather than two years worth it.

‎1. You are posted to SAF MP TS

2. Your vocation is MP.

My odyssey begins.

Pride. Discipline. Honour!

2011-07-05T20:12:00.001+08:00

Lose your mind, but not your drive.

2011-07-03T15:31:00.021+08:00

The Fierce. The Pride. The Platoon. Platoon 4!

Honored to be a Ulysses Warrior.

~050511-030711~

POP LO!

I miss school. I miss the competition in class. I miss my classmates. I

miss my teachers. I miss studying. I miss the much dreaded tests. I

miss my life as a student; that simple life.

Unfortunately, I am no longer a student. I am now a soldier. An

unwilling soldier.

Time to wake up on my idea. Mustn't let this respite go to waste.

Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting

perfume.

~Jean de Boufflers

2316

2011-06-23T23:02:00.009+08:00

猫爱上鱼缸里的鱼，于是把鱼缸打破，鱼没有水，最后死了。

猫这时才明白原来爱一个人，不一定能和他在一起。

真的该放弃了。

;(

2011-06-11T20:30:00.036+08:00

Sitting by my window, the occasional cool wind blows.

The view is picturesque. The sky and sea, blue in unison.

Gentle waves ripple.

The calm surface belies the otherwise dark merciless depth.

The deep blue sea, watch how slowly it turns black.

The waves grow weak, as though weary after a long day's work.

The clouds waft gracefully up above.

Watch them turn their back, how slowly, slowly;

they disappear into the night sky.

Overwhelming darkness ensues, disrupted only,

by the shimmering lights dottering the urban landscape not too far

away.

I am all alone.

Today is a special day. It is a day, which marks the

beginning of the end. Ironic as it may sound, it is true. Today is the

start of Situational Test Day, SIT test for short. SIT Test is the

last of the three high key events of my 9 week long BMT journey.

Many things are going through me right now, things I wish to

dismiss, things I wish to forget, things I do not wish to carry with me

into the next day. With the completion of SIT Test, all that is left

would be the physically demanding route marches, and before long, I

will be out of this inhospitable island.

Only a few more book outs left before the Graduation Parade on the

3rd July. Uncertain if I would be participating in it. Would very

much like to be a part of the three thousand strong contingent. Fate

decreed; I accept.

God, give me the grace to accept with serenity the things I cannot

change; the courage to change the things I can change; and the

wisdom to distinguish one from the other

- Reinhold Niebuhr.

It was never easy, it isn't easy, it will never be easy.

2011-06-04T21:15:00.010+08:00

England Vs Switzerland at 11pm later. Booking in at 2010 tomorrow. ^_^!

5 Days on Tekong's unfriendly jungle- the supposed climax of the 9 week long BMT training, I survived and am back, not for more, but at home. The past 5 days weren't easy, but the intensity, I feel, has definitely been scaled down. Our commanders were surprisingly lax with us. I am indeed one lucky bastard, for my lucky aura has extended beyond schooling life, into army life; for the moment at least. The 5 days went by pretty much quickly, leaving me with a sketchy recollection of what went on.

Day 1:
Woke up in the morning feeling ambivalent; dreading the entire experience which is to come, desperate to find a way out of the sucky circumstance when there isn't any, and possible anticipation, eager for it to end. Pardon my use of expletives, I am a soldier. The morning was a mad rush of activities. Last minute checks on the items to be brought for field camp, filling of our water bottles, and the routine and mundane man organisation and strength counting. Tedious work I would say. Shortly after, we set of in the direction of the Tekong jungle, some 8km away; by foot. Inculcated with field discipline, which is frankly agonizing. Was taught how to set up basha tents, had dinner, and turn in for the night. Shall not dwell on the insignificant details, for I am not anal retentive.

Day 2:
The entire morning was dedicated to learning the various jungle drills, which I never heard of. Spent the entire afternoon practicing these drills. They were unexpectedly tiring. It shagged me out. Wasn't spared at night. Had to do some night movement drills- Mr Mime in action; touching invisible walls in the dark. Turned in for the night.

Day 3:
Worst ever start to a day, and hands down, the worst part of the entire 5 day course. Woke up to gun fire, explosions and commanders shouting vulgarities; all these on the pretext of enemy invading into our territory. Stoned for approximately 20 seconds, before shaking of the grogginess resulting from being awoken abruptly. Prone in the basha for another 10 seconds, before realizing the need to tear down my basha, get equipped and literally f*** off. Recollecting those moments are painful enough, let alone elaborating them. Shall not belabor on the point- that was the worst moment of my field camp. The rest of the day was fine. Having gone through the worst of hell, prison is not a bad place to be. Switched vocation to a farmer temporarily and commenced working on my shell scrape. Turn in and rested.

Day 4:
Continued with the shell scrape till noon, before proceeding to participate in a gun fire competition. I wasn't exactly participating. Was more concerned with controlling my breathing and getting my vision restored. Fired 3 blank rounds before succumbing to an IA and resumed digging. By evening, my sweat paid off. 12 hours of digging; an additional hole was planted into the ground, curteousy of recruit Eugene Chew. Only to be ordered to fill the hole- WHORE. Got very pissed off but could only resort to sucking my thumb and shaking my tail. Retreated to my humble abode.

Day 5:
Took the tunnel back to Coy line. Crazy washing and another mad dash around the Coy line. Eventually took the ferry and that is BOOK OUT DAY!

In field camp, Convenience >> Comfort. I shitted twice though. Squatting down beside an ancient oak tree, in the middle of the night, in total darkness.

~31st May 2011 - 4th June 2011~
Field camp has ended. The worst of BMT is over. ~30 days to POP. Thereafter, I wish to see no more of Tekong, unless of course if I become a medic, which I seriously am aspiring to be.

It's been only a month, yet so much had happened.
I thought I could, I thought I had, gotten over you.

But when the cold wind blows, I still think of you.

2011-05-28T22:17:00.015+08:00

第一次，就这样结束了。

人海茫茫, 我遇见了妮。

我紧紧地捉住妮的手，创造了我们的故事。

这种简单快乐的日子，真幸副。

曾经的单纯将成为未来的回忆。

我很珍惜这段感情。

时间和距离能把我们分散，但希望它不会把爱情变淡。

我要求的并不多

只希望能够和你一起度过未来的0422。

不莘，醒来了，梦碎了。

妮终于开口了。

只是最后的承诺，没有带走了寂寞。

今后不再怕甜蜜，只是害怕清醒。

从来都没怪过妮。

那只大象，没机会了。

都结束了，那种无奈，不执著了，该放手了。

我好难过，真的好难过，好难过。

有些人会一直刻在记忆里的，即使忘记了她的声音，忘记了她的笑容，

忘记了她的脸，但是每当想起她时的那种感受，

是永远都不会改变的。

0422~0528

2011-05-17T01:47:00.008+08:00

It has been two arduous weeks since enlisting as a full time Singaporean Soldier. The transition from a civilian to a soldier, has ,no doubt, been difficult. Not exactly the most resilient of people, the initial days in Tekong was torturous. Had a hard time adapting to life as a soldier. The constant shouting over the most trivial mistakes, the regimentation and the highly, and overly disciplined lifestyle, has left me disgruntled and very unhappy. So desperate was I, I played dirty. Four MO visits over a period of 12 days; not surprising should I become famous for the wrong reasons. Missed many training sessions that were otherwise necessary to hone my non-existent basic military skills and to improve my deteriorating physical condition. My mood turned for the better on the 4th day, before plunging to the nadir the next day. Was moody for the rest of the confinement period. Light hearted one moment, and depressed the very next moment. Mood swings ensued, and that aptly summarizes my confinement days in Tekong.

One thing though I must admit; I am very fortunate to be in the Coy I am in, the sergeants and officers are understanding and friendly. The training regime, at the moment at least, isn't that "siong". Things are expected to change after confinement tomorrow. But what's more urgent and imperative, is that of my attitude, it must change for the better. Time to step out of my shadow. Life as a recruit may not be easy. Clearly not in my comfort zone, I must start stepping up to the challenges. With buddies and friends to rely and depend on, I believe life in Tekong will only get better.

Having undergone 2 weeks of military training, I realized the need to cherish whatever freedom ,we as civilians enjoy. The little things we take so ever for granted, the love and concern from family members we tend to dismiss so ever willingly; these little things I will learn to cherish them more.

Toughen up Eugene, and walk out of Tekong a man, for the strongest of steel is forged in the fires of hell.

05/05/11 ~ 17/05/11

BMTC 3
Ulysses
Platoon 4
Section 3
Bed 9

4309

2011-05-04T23:30:00.008+08:00

人海茫茫我遇见了你。

我紧紧地捉住你的手创造了我们的故事。

这种简单快乐的日子，真幸副。

曾经的单纯将成为未来的回忆。

我很珍惜这段感情。

时间和距离能把我们分散，但希望它不会把爱情变淡。

我要求的并不多

只希望能够和你一起度过未来的0422。

The parting was acrimonious on my part tonight...

and it has been a long time since I teared.

2011-05-02T17:09:00.007+08:00

Love is but a four letter word. Love, they say, can revitalize the dead, nurse the injured, cure the sick. Love, they say, transcends everything from the tangible to the impalpable. Love- An intense feeling of deep affection; I am in love.

Yet it is this, together with a convergence of other circumstances, that has ironically, seen me hit my nadir for this year.

Love is at the very center of the Universe. It neither wanes nor disappears through time or neglect. It is there to be found. I have found mine, and may it stand the ever so cruel scrutiny of time and distance for absence only makes the heart fonder.

Though miles may lie between us, we're never far apart, for love doesn't count the miles, it's measured by the heart.

3 Days more, and a soldier I become...

If there is any plausible reason to justify my temporary lost of rationality, it is you.

x3 Lee Huan Thin

2011-04-25T00:47:00.004+08:00

Wednesday, the last day of work at OG, marks the end of my working commitment, henceforth bringing my not so brief, and possibly final stint at OG to a resounding completion.

For the past 4 months, life gravitated about work. Now that work has ended, life seemed to have orbited out of control. Sleeping before 3am, I would now consider, a luxury. It can get quite frustrating, to want to sleep, but fail terribly. Not that I miss working, but I definitely miss the discipline and order that work brings with it. A dose of discipline, the perfect remedy to rejuvenate my hey-wired life at the moment.

My neck is still hurting from a sprain sustained most probably due to improper sleeping posture. But that's worth it, if that means dreaming of her. xD
A very sore and dry throat adds insult to injury.

Things aren't all gloomy and bleak. There is, at least, something worthy to be happy

of, really Happy of. :)

2011-04-24T13:05:00.001+08:00

hAhAxX ..
i cAn rEad iT ..
So,, i giVe tO yOu tHiS ..
Try tO rEad .. iF yOu cAn .. ??

fi yuo cna raed tihs , yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too . Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can .
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg . The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid , aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy , it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are , the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae . The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm . Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef , but the wrod as a wlohe . Azanmig huh ? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt ! if you can raed tihs forwrad it .

2011-04-06T00:59:00.012+08:00

As my friends progress in life, I regress. The past few days have seen me thinking about my foreseeable future. I begin to have self doubt. I begin to question my choice. The very decision I made, and believed so fervently in it, that it was the right choice, is clearly not standing the scrutiny of time. That leap of faith, which many of my friends so willingly took, I dare not take. The persistent wavering and hesitation continues as I look for a goal in life.

Only time will tell....But there is a dearth of it.

On a side note, fish have short memories, lasting three to five seconds. At least that was what my OG colleague told me. Haven't quite made up my mind as to how to utilize my 2 week respite, when my work commitment ends, before I enlist for NS.

Anw, Looking forward to the mouth watering 1st leg clash between Real Madrid and Tottenham Hotspur haha.

The faint clock tickles on..

14 days to go...

I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.

Catch me, if you can.

Your wood nymph,
Sunrise.

2011-03-30T01:54:00.003+08:00
Hard as the mind tries, the heart doesn't relent. Unfortunately, I have yet to get over you.

But I am glad I did what I did for I would rather have a life full of mistakes then a heart full of regret.

I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.

Catch me, if you can.

Your wood nymph,
Sunrise.

GCE 'A' Levels Release of results Day.

2011-03-30T01:01:00.005+08:00
4th March 2011, Friday...., that fateful day, when the clock struck two, hundreds of familiar faces shuffled into the hall in synchrony, as if under the control of a higher authority; MOE in this case. The hall creaks and moans, threatening to collapse under the weight of the hoarde and more so, their high expectations. Results Day invariably falls on a Friday, and as always, it brightens up my face. The smile though, happened to be a faint one this time.

Sat through the routine principal talk prior to the release of the results. What ensued was an unprecedented collection of the result slip from my subject tutor, which proved to be a nerve wrecking experience. I do not want to go through that process ever again, if possible that is. Having said all these, my results aren't the royal flush of 'As' top students achieve or parents dream of. They are not exceptional this time; acceptable would be a better word for it. 'As' accompanied with some 'Bs', I gathered that such a result is sufficiently adequate and aptly rewards me for the effort I put in. Could have done better, but what done cannot be undone. Mistakes are sometimes the best memories; strongly etched in my mind, I won't forget this lesson.

For now, the countdown continues. Slight difference this time as I will not be counting down towards the end of A levels, but the end of my work stint in OG.

21 Days To Go....

2011-03-02T14:27:00.001+08:00
2 Double Mcspicy, 1 McChicken, 2 Upsized pepsi, 2 Large fries, 1 Apple pie; all within a span of 7 hours. I am clearly beginning to feel stressed!(I binge when I feel stressed)

Picture myself in AJC's hall in 48 hours.

Aw~

2011-03-02T03:04:00.001+08:00
Success is a matter of a few simple disciplines, practiced every day. Failure is a few errors in judgment, repeated every day.
- Jim Rohn

2011-03-01T22:35:00.004+08:00
It is official, results will be out on the 4th of March 2011,Friday. Students are to report to school at 2.30pm in the afternoon at their respective colleges. I guessed it,Result Day is invariably scheduled on a Friday. Albeit, the scene on the 4th of March will not be as blissful as what the ending of fairytales entail, or so I think. Mirthful laughters await some, while others leave with a heavy heart, dejected and absolutely despondent. There may be attempts to conceal their feelings, by appearing indifferent. The nonchalant facades belie the already devastated interior. Tears will be shed, some bearing testimonials of the crushing blow the results have inflicted, while others, an indication of the ecstasy the results have brought; overwhelming.

It is natural for me to be nonchalant up to a few days before Judgement Day, as I am right now. But I will be as, if not more, apprehensive than the average Joe on the day itself. My results have already been finalized and is slotted somewhere, amidst thousands of other result scripts. My grades are already out; just that I am kept in the dark.

I have had numerous memories of AJC, both good and bad. This Friday is likely to be the last of memories of AJC, and may it be a memorable one. The weather may be overcast and languorous, but I still hold on to that glimmer of hope, that I will hear my name, for the very last time.

2011-02-23T22:30:00.001+08:00
xD

Dreading the inevitable in 2 weeks.

2011-02-13T20:34:00.001+08:00
"Sometimes the memories are worth the pain"

2011-02-04T03:35:00.001+08:00
What should I do now...
McDelivery?

2011-02-04T00:49:00.001+08:00
Arsenal vs Barcelona..
What a treat :)

2011-01-22T22:50:00.004+08:00
Been travelling alot lately, both by foot and on the road. Working somewhere far away from home, I haven't the luxury of choice, and am currently residing at my grandmother's place-not that I resent it. With my short stint at work fast approaching 2 months,I have to admit that it has been thus far, enjoyable, and may it remain so.

An unprecedented move for a student has left me with significantly lesser time to ponder about the enigmatic facts of life. Albeit, I now have more time to think of what to do with the extra income.

Rain or shine, I have to collect my medicine, which is rationed on a bi-weekly basis. Working at Bugis, teaching around Bukit Panjang area, collecting my medicine at Yio Chu Kang; this has become the standard routine week after week. This arrangement has sent me shuffling around Singapore, travelling from the East to the West and vice versa. The hours I Spend travelling each week could have been better spent doing something else, not that it matters, but I have grown weary of these long distance journey.

Will be tendering my resignation letter somewhere between the 4th to the 12th of march, tentatively. The actual date will largely depend on the date of release of the 2010 A levels results, not that I am looking forward to that day.

For now, I shall continue to wait for the release of the results. May that day come fast, as the wait is wearing me down.

2011-01-02T23:11:00.003+08:00
Everyone has new year resolutions and I am no exception. I hope to quit Maplestory, and eradicate it from my degenerating mind, period, not leaving any room for negotiations. My addiction has caused me to maple for extended periods of time, at the extent of my JC work. Mapling during the A level period was the biggest mistake I committed, and hopefully the biggest I will ever make. My just deserts, should I not do as good as I ought to, unfortunately. It is another 3 months before Judgement Day. Let me remain ignorant and blissful for now.

Class is permanent, form is temporary. I just want to get my life back on track.

2010-12-31T23:48:00.004+08:00
Time to update my idling blog. Got my 1st assignment today. Life will only get busier next year.
Bidding farewell to a languid 2010; ushering a new year filled with hope.
Not in the mood to countdown due to unrelenting working commitments.

Cya next year ...

2011 Ohayo!

2010-12-03T20:05:00.002+08:00
The world from the rear view mirror, becomes further and further away, as if saying goodbye. A levels is over, time to say goodbye to AJC.

Bye Bye~

2010-12-01T19:03:00.005+08:00
Woohooo!
A levels will be over in slightly over 14hours; but many of my friends have already finished their As. Reason? The same old reason, they take physics and I take Biology. Not going to hanker upon this unfortunate fact of life. My GP teacher will be treating the whole class to Lunch@ Seoul Garden after the paper, thereafter, I will no longer be a student of AJC, and that will also be the last of me wearing the faded uniform.

It is only a short letter to my GP teacher to bid her farewell, and I am having so much difficulties trying to ink those thoughts into chinese characters. It's been only a year, and I have rust.

Anw.. How glad am I that everything is coming to an end.

Jaded~

2010-10-23T16:16:00.001+08:00

Studyzzzzzzzzzzz

2010-10-19T13:37:00.005+08:00
Those 2 fellows have been giving me a headache this few days.
Though the two of them are the same person, for convenience sake, I shall name them Bob and Tom.

A typical day:

7am: Bob: Time to wake up and study.
Andy: My sentiments too.
Eugene: :)

10am: Bob: This is getting boring....
Andy: Time is running out! you've got to push yourself!
Eugene: ok.. :/

12pm: Bob: Ok! I have had enough. Time to eat!
Andy: Yeah lets eat.
Eugene: Hurray (hands raised wildly). Eat.

1pm: Bob: You are not thinking of getting back to study.
Andy: Lets get down to work.
Eugene: ;? (eventually they settled down to work after Andy promise Bob a chocolate bar)

1.45pm: Bob: This is getting no where. I need a break. GImme a break.
Andy: you gotto persevere BOB.
Eugene: :'?
(This is where the headache begins)

1.55pm: Bob: No no, I can take it no more. I need my computer.
Andy: You do not need your computer. You need to study! Stay focus!
Eugene: I'll try.... >(Bob begins shaking uncontrollably in my head)
(My headache is getting worst)

2.07pm: Bob: This is it! I am turning on the computer now. Dont stop me.
Andy: No.. focus for another 5 hours. You can and must do it.
Eugene: Hm..(weighing the pros and the cons)

(2.11 to 2.39pm Andy managed to win over Bob for the next 27mins, and there was peace.)

2.40pm: Bob (exploded): f***************k'**ng!! This is NO LIFE. I want my computer now and no one is to stop me!!! I swear!
Andy: NO you need to study.(calm and composed)

Bob then planted his fist onto Andy's wobbly cheek and vice versa.
Eugene: Rolling on the floor(clutching his head in despair)

3 weeks... This is a torture.
Guess this shall be my last post until As are over.

Tough times dont last. Tough men do.

Signed off.

2010-10-09T19:25:00.007+08:00

Thank you uncle. You made my day. I can see myself being like that maybe after the A levels.

Still procrastinating. It wont be long I guess.

It is always stalking you- your bottom.

The clock is tickling, I swear I ain't hallucinating.

2010-10-03T15:55:00.002+08:00
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Where are you, my drive in life.... :/

2010-09-29T21:43:00.004+08:00
It is only xZ days to the Dreaded A levels; wY days to graduation day. I will then bid my final goodbye to Anderson Junior College, and prepare for the final stretch out of hell. Feeling ambivalent, I can't seem to wait for all these to end, to ink these 720 days or so into my autobiography. Yet I will miss these days when A levels are over, as I reminisce the days in hell. Ironic it may seem, but life is an irony in itself. I hate having hunches, as they are anything but inaccurate. To put it into perspective, I dont want to know when or how I will die, just let me die ><''.

Let me have the biggest brain :Ks
It's good bye for now.

The clock is tickling, I swear I ain't hallucinating.

2010-09-25T16:19:00.002+08:00
I am dead.

Alas brave adventurer, you have met a sad fate.
But do not despair, for the gods will bring you back into the world in exchange for a small sacrifice.

Deadalus Possidentes.

2010-09-08T11:20:00.002+08:00
This was my 1st Pre Paid Card this year, and it was for a good cause. After keying in the serial number and the security code, I was greeted with "card has been charged". My mind was blown away. Moneysoft just eaten me of $5.35. I am now only more determine not to spend anymore.

September Holidays. Lazy to go back to school for consultation with teacher. I shall study at home. Haven started Bio and Geog and GP, if the last can be considered a subject at all. Having sad all these,I have a hunch that I will do badly for GP this time. It is already Wednesday... 50% of the holidays have passed.

Rain more often. Cause I love the rain.

The clock is tickling. I swear I ain't hallucinating.

2010-08-22T11:50:00.006+08:00
It was 45 days ago, when I put my pen down. I had completed the last of papers; it was maths paper 2. Shortly after that respite, I began chasing, running towards the line that says finish. What I didnt realized was that I was sprinting. With each advance I make towards the line, the line grew fainter. It was a mirage, and like many, I had fallen for it. Out of breath, out of wits, I was beaten. I feel spent. With each passing day, I am sucked deeper into this mire. It will be many gruelling days, before I pass the finishing line.

For now, I am tired of this rigour. The onerous obligations, the lofty ambitions, the high expectations, I shall cast them aside for now. It will be some time before I lay claim to them.

I shall not waste the rest of today, since everyday is precious and comes only once in a life. I will throw my baggage away. Off to Maplestory. :)X

There is a long way to go..Pace yourself.

73 days to go.
The clock is tickling. I swear I ain't hallucinating.

2010-08-11T22:34:00.005+08:00
Lessons ended officially at 645 today... 1845 >I am not going to school tomorrow; I think I deserve a break.. };{

But really, I am not in the least prepared for the stats time practice. I shall spare myself the agony of stoning in the Audi for of up to 120mins. The hefty price I will pay, the opportunity cost that will be incurred, should I stone that is, is exorbitant. Guess I shall miss Bio tutorial, chem tutorial and GP lecture for once, and be a naughty boy, and study at home -paradox.

The dark clouds herald the coming of rain. The ominous silence- the harbinger of doom. The thick stacks of prelim papers- my only hope of withstanding the onslaught the much dreaded yet anticipated A levels will bring.

I am tired of this chase,
This relentless chase,
Ever since,
when the wind blows in my face,
I learn to sail with it.

~\

The clock is tickling. I swear I ain't hallucinating.

A short 'Break'

2010-08-10T08:33:00.003+08:00
I love my truncated timetable! I love the rain!
I am running out of time.. I have had my break.. Back to that monotonous cycle.

The clock is tickling. I swear I ain't hallucinating.

2010-08-07T09:45:00.003+08:00
Loren Eiseley once wrote: "While I was sitting one night with a poet friend watching a great opera performed in a tent under arc lights, the poet took my arm and pointed silently. Far up, blundering out of the night, a huge Cecropia moth swept past from light to light over the posturings of the actors. 'He doesn't know,' my friend whispered excitedly. 'He's passing through an alien universe brightly lit but invisible to him. He's in another play; he doesn't see us. He doesn't know. Maybe it's happening right now to us.'"

Man maybe I should have taken physics instead.

I love the rain.

2010-07-17T21:52:00.002+08:00
Got back all my Mid Year results.
Did unexpectedly well for some subjects, and not so well for others. I was once again bestowed with luck; an understatement maybe, considering that I have been lucky thus far.

Should be able to maintain in the top 10% of the cohort.
But I want more than that.. I want to be in the top 5% for prelims and top 1% for A levels.. Maybe even that Top student.

But it takes more than just talking.. I have got to walk the talk..
and I really have to do that.

100 odd days to the A levels.. If there is any time to start work, now is the time. Stay focus.. I shall reflect on my JC journey thus far, and wake up tomorrow to a new me. I shall have a good sleep tonight, and wake up rejuvenated, ready to plough through the remaining days.

4 more months to go..
Life begins at 18..

2010-07-05T18:06:00.004+08:00
43 days have past since the cross country in May, which marked the last day of a hectic term two. One month of holiday have past; one week of exams have past; the short respite has ended, what next. >
I wasted this holiday once again, not that I was suprised, but I really was dissappointed.. with myself. Have been a shadow of myself. School begins all over again, its time to pull myself together. The pail of cold water will come,the results will eventually be out. But I would rather that be a wake up call, rather than a reality hit-me-call come March next year.

Come to think about it, I havent quite live up to "jc2 life". In fact, I was slackier than I was last year. Reflecting upon the past 6 months, I realized it was six months lost. What's lost cannot be recovered. What's done cannot be undone. I shall have to move on, with greater determination.

"One major thing that stands in between you and the fulfillment of your dream is the willingness to start, the courage to move ahead and the faith to finish."

Since embarking on this journey, I have encountered various obstacles, went though periods of high and low and have overcomed some of my my greatest fear. It is now time to move on. With momentum, I will finish this race, and I will do it with style.

It is time to get my life back on track. I have come thus far and only four months is left of this long and tiring journey. A renewed me, I shall step out of my shadow, and put up a good fight. I cant promise stellar results, but I will promise to give my very best this time. I wont dissappoint again.

2010-07-02T23:18:00.002+08:00
So My last of 12 Mid Years are over, like finally. But I am not feeling the intended feeling I am supposed to feel, euphoria. But rather I feel a sense of relief, guilt and shame. Relief, as there is still time for redemption. Guilt and shame for not studying as much as I should.

I was rapped, and I survived to tell the tale.

Time to enjoy this short respite, youth day holiday, before the testing battle starts all over again.

I had better make full use of this break.

2010-06-28T17:30:00.001+08:00
My whole face felt so oily after doing the Biology paper.

England are out... Finally.... :(

2010-06-19T08:24:00.001+08:00
In a game which sort of decides the fate of group C, England lost 0-0 to underdogs Algeria.

I too, have lost the desire to fight.

2010-06-15T11:56:00.000+08:00
7 hours to go!

2010-06-14T20:17:00.004+08:00
Feeling so bloated right now, 3 hours after that sumptous buffet? Was force feeding myself througout the entire buffet. Was defintely trying to make my 16$ well worth the money;gave Sakae Sushie a contentious run for my money. Wasn't going to leave without eating 16$ worth of food, and I ended up with a bloated belly, not to mention 2 extra kilograms of fat. It was anything but recent, that I last went on a food-feasting rampage. Capped of all the sushies-gobbling with a cup of mango icecream; I am lactose intolerant though. Gahw, I dont care.

3rd week into the holidays.. Stayed up to watch the much anticipated England USA WorldCup Clash. Needless to say, I was once again dissappointed by the lacklustre England display. They were outplayed,outwitted and outclassed by the Americans in the first 45 minutes. Inspite of the goal that put them ahead in the 4th minute, curteousy(Damn I cant spell it) of Steven Gerrard, England stumbled, and a HOWLER from Rob.Green literally ROB-bed England of a victory.(Not that they deserve it) The performance in the 2nd half was more optimistic, and reflected more of the integrity and quality of the England team. Nevertheless,there is much more to work on and improve, if England are really going to be serious worldcup contenders. There is surely much to take away from the dissappointing 1-1 draw with the US. An abysmal performance by Rob.Green and a few others including Frank Lampard, he just fails to perform when don in the 3 lions shirt.

On another note, managed to stay focus from 5.20am to 1.20am today, pocketed roughly 8 hours. Got to push for more.

And thats all for now..
As I continue watching the Netherlands Denmark clash.
Seriously, I may have to start suporting Netherlands.. England never fail to dissappoint me.. 8 years of dissappointment. It just gets worst.

Progress is the facade of regress.
Prove me wrong..

2010-06-06T22:55:00.002+08:00
It is already 10 days into the Midyear holidays. Time flies. It seemed like only yesterday when I was on the train from Pasiris back home. 240 hours stealthily crept by, as I vaguely recall what went on during the past week or so. Maple took up the bulk of my time, leaving the little time left for bathing,eating,defecating and sleeping.

Started on my revision; only barely. Still unable to curb my addiction, as of now. Time should do its work. At least I managed to significantly reduced the time I spend on9, such that the time I spend mugging is now on par with that spent on9. Uneasy and worried; I am uncertain if I could complete my revision on time, for the much dreaded Mid Years, which I promised to give my best shot.
Best shot.. more like best luck..

June Resolution.. Do not venture into the utopic world of maplestory for 24hours. No other derivatives either.

My primary one days seem like a distant past to me.. Memories of those days are clouded beneath the shades of sepia. It has only been 11 years. Things are progressing far too quickly. I need a break.

It shall be goodbye for now...
Till then shall we meet again.

2010-06-05T23:56:00.006+08:00

The Talking Parrots

A lady approaches her priest and tells him “Father, I have a problem. I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing.”

“What do they say?” the priest inquired.

“They only know how to say, ‘Hi, we’re prostitutes. Want to have some fun?’”

“That’s terrible!” the priest exclaimed, “but I have a solution to your problem. Bring your two female parrots over to my house and I will put them with my two male talking parrots whom I taught to pray and read the bible. My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn the joys of praise and worship.”

“Thank you!” the woman responded.

The next day the woman brings her female parrots to the priest’s house. His two male parrots are holding the rosary beads and praying in their cage. The lady puts her two female parrots in with the male parrots and the female parrots say “Hi we’re prostitutes, want to have some fun?”

One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, “Put the beads away, brother. Our prayers have been answered!”

I ROFLMAO-ed... :)s

Take a look..
Viwer's discretion is advised:

http://forum.bodybuilding.com/showthread.php?t=120921191

Lol samuel- I blog about him..

4 more mins, and another day will be coming to an end..
This feeling sucks...

2010-06-04T23:02:00.003+08:00
Maple for 8 days already.. Exceeded the stipulated 7 days.
The anesthesia is wearing off, reality is setting in. I hate to say this.. But Eugene it is time to hit the books.
MidYears I am here to battle you.

Time to driftz off to dreamland.
Good nightz..

As I sign off lackadaisically...

2010-05-28T23:19:00.005+08:00
It is time to blog. Time to pen down the happenings and some of my 2 cents worth for the past 2 weeks. Shall start with SPA exam. Successfully completed the GCE A Levels Biology SPA exam. It went quite smoothly, except for the fact that I completed the paper 2 mins from time. Nevertheless, I completed the paper. More importantly, SPA is now out of my life. Shall not dwell too much on Its non-existence.

Last Wednesday,19th May 2010,marks the official decimation of Bowling, which happened to be my CCA. This was mainly due to the fact that their best bowler will be officially leaving the CCA, on the pretext of concentrating on his studies, so as to compete and 'hopefully' covet a spot in one of the three universities in Singapore.
I was released from my duties for my CCA. 15months of hardwork and committment, rigorous trainings and fun, I henceforth declare an end to my short term in AJC Bowling Team.(Recreational :x) There was a pleasant surprise for the J2s by the J1s. Cakes, letters of appreciation and photos were on the agenda. But top of the agenda were thropies(dont know how to spell). I was glad (but not suprised) to know that I was (once again) nominated the best male bowler (in the world) for the year 2010. (Squeezed) yet another throphy into my cabinet of glory. My team, which consisted of 5 people, was, (as expected), the best team (in the world.) We won a team throphy, though I gave it to my other team member.(My mother is already complaining that the house is clattered with thropies; she is threatening to sell them away).
Well, it wasnt really in the world, but rather in the CCA, which consisted of maybe 10 over males?
Anyway, my point is that, Bowling is over, time to hit the books.

Finally, I get to spend time with my girlfriend. The holidays are finally here!
Happy Belated holidays! Sorry my dear, my greetings came a day late. I now have 30 days to spend with you. Will make the best out of it. Evan is out, and I am level 19. Kill me someone! Please!\... ><'''

Despite recognizing and acknowledging the consequences of not utilizing this break effectively, I fear not making good use of this respite. I am afraid I will falter, and lose sight of my ultimate goal. To procreate.

World Cup Glory, may this be my only obsession this holiday. Oh yes, I failed my nafa during the retest. To be more specific, I got a bronze timing for my 2.4km run.
I think my problem lies with the mental determination to keep going. Hence I shall have to resign myself to watching video clips of Gabresalassie running, via youtube.

Ok, I guess these will do. Shall utter more nonsense when North Korea decides to nuclear bomb her brother.

cya for now...

<<< The list is getting longer; I am getting older..

2010-05-15T22:43:00.002+08:00
I slept at 1am last night, and woke up with a flu which turned into a cold. It totally ruined my Saturday; Totally!
The flu only got worse with each passing hour. =_=
Not to mention another bout of dirrhoea this morning. Just wtf is wrong with my stomach.. Havent been feeling well lately, expecially my stomach. Already cut down on my chili intake.. food taste so bland without chili.

The weather is so hot, and it really is getting on my nerves.Argh! I am totally unproductive when the weather is hot, so damn hot! Hate weekends, if not for the stupid monday that follows after every sunday. Every sunday without fail, I will be thinking of how many hours are there left, before I have to wake up to that melodious tune coming from my phone. So melodious, I want to sleep the moment I hear it.

Nothing significant this week, maybe except for the fact that I completed my Chemistry SPA Exam. Already minus 2 marks I think.. Dont want to think of it anymore. =_='' Stupid Graph..
Bio spa next week, the one I have least confidence in, and abhor the most. i just hate SPAs. Ironic isnt it, aint SPA suppose to be a pleasuring experienc, yet it has turned into a nightmare,for me at least.

Also, next week will be the last session of bowling. After one and a half years, the end is near. Haven forget those days,not long ago, where I had to carry the bowling ball around 2 times a week. Those tortorous days lasted for a month, but now they will end for good. FOR GOoD!! xD Happiness!!! ><
I am still deciding whether to pon or not. Maybe the 4 hours can be spend more wisely in the library, reflecting and emo-ing over my BIo spa, which happened to fall on the morning of my bowling day. Though I know that I will regret not going for the last session. Cause they will surelt be taking a group photo, and I will not be in the photo; not that I am cam-horish or anything.

Dam tired now.. better sleep early before those sickening virus in my body reproduce and mutate further and turn into nastly malicious little progeny. I dont want to wake up tomorrow with a swollen eye, or a bleeding nose... =-=

I am so tired.. I have news about my long lost girlfriend. I am so excited, really. Standing in our way, are 2 stupid events, BIO spa next week, and chemistry term test on week 10. The holidays will then stop over for a month, before rushing off to the next stop. I will treasure this respite, I will spend time with my girlfriend wisely.

2010-05-09T09:53:00.004+08:00
This had been a wretched week. Caught the flu and cold bug on Tuesday. Followed by fever on wednesday. Wasnt spared on Thursday either, stomachache. Friday wasnt going to be a better day, flu again. The stomachache decided to visit me again on Satuday.
This must have been the worst week of 2010. Now as I am typing this, the flu bug seems to be knocking on the door. ;x

Miss the November Decemeber holidays very much. The thousands of screenshots amassed during that 2 month period spoke volumes of what I did during that holiday. I doubt I will be able to do that this June holidays, I must not!

Almost reaching the end, 6 more months. But I guess it wont be the same again.
I said no mapling this year, I said I will level once a month; ended up with more of many times a week...

Mid years are on the way; before which there will be the dreaded SPA, the last 2"fake" SPA that I will be doing.( My teacher said that- fake)

I want to give a decent shot for the coming Mid Year; no more slacking;Let me keep my fingers cross.. I better not maple again..

Lets hope this works

I am exasperated...

2010-04-17T09:29:00.003+08:00
I have always been told to dream. Dream big; never be intimidated-even if I know that these very dream of mine is never quite likely to materialize. But dreams are just dreams, arent they.. The agony and dissappointment that follows almost after every dream, the hurt, the fall, they're ineveitable, are they not...
Dreams are invariably followed by hopes which translates to expectations. But it is isnt always that your dream turns out as expected. Dreaming bares no success. Only with sheer work and determination, will you get somewhere; and I stress- somewhere.

Dreams merely provide you an avenue to fantasize, to believe and indulge in a world where everything is executed in your favour. Aspects of life that you are lacking in, they sure exist in opulence in that utopic world of yours.

But what happens when dreams are broken. The contents leak out. Though I know that those are nothing more than just dreams; impalpable fantasies that will never quite come true, I cant help but cringe. The bubble had burst. It seems that the whole episode has, yet again, fufilled its purpose- to hurt. People argue that dreams get you motivated, get you going, get you dreaming. I have learnt not to believe in dreams. The indulgement and addiction will be eventually overwritten by pain and sadness, when the time comes to be awoken.

I got a B for project work. Not that I was expecting an A, but I cant deny that I was hoping for an A. Hopes are derived from dreams; expectations from hard work.
Finding a little difficult to accept this setback, that has yet to fully settle in me. I will, and I know I have to, get over this episode, and move on.
Life isnt all about As, it is better to understand this now than later in life.
A page from my book of dreams has just been torn off; the dream of a legacy of StraightAs. If you know what I meant..

Nop, I am not casting aspersions on my ability, nor doubting the effects of dreaming. I am just afraid of that fall.. That fall through air that grabs your heart, your soul..your mind. I dont want to experience that again.

I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.

Catch me, if you can.

...

I am spent...

2010-04-14T18:56:00.003+08:00
Almost 3 weeks since I last blogged. So much had happened. We are currently into the 3rd week of term 2. Work is piling up as normal, just that the rate is fast becoming unprecedented. Things are happening fast,faster.. so fast, the flurry of events had left me blurry eyed; just like a kid waking up from an unfinished sleep.

This is definitely going to be the busiest term in my schooling life, up till now at least. Though I am not heavily involved in any competitions nor activities, I am hardly catching up with the pace my teachers are set on going. Panting, huffing, I move on...

This term will be gone in a blink of an eye;though it may sound cliche. Soon all these happenings will be reduced to memories; reminisce of the old days.. PW results will be out this Friday, pretty much a guarantee. I suppose the principal was cracking an Aprils Fools joke, but it wasnt funny. Hate the feeling when I wait for results. Dread it...

Lastly, it had been a wonderful experience... The 1st in many to come I hope. But that was my first, albeit it only lasted 1 week, the memories has already been etched deep in my mind.. I am sure nostalgia will fall upon me when I dig these memories out in years to come.

The sky is currently a golden hue with greyish clouds. It is 7.08pm.. Another day is coming to and end..
The sun is setting.. The memories are write,wrote,wrtitten.

2010-03-28T23:02:00.002+08:00
No School tomorow and the day after tomorrow! (E-learning Day) Happiness. Just checked the IVLE, and all the work to be done have already been uploaded; the teachers sure are efficient. Nevertheless, it definitely beats having to go to school. (:

The school should just come up with more such days.

It feels like yet another march holiday. Good Friday on Friday. A rare 2-day week. xD

Time to sleep now...

Goodbye

2010-03-17T18:52:00.004+08:00
The time now is march 17th 2010. We are now more than 5 days into the holiday. Not that there are many days left. I shall spare myself the agony of acknowledging the number of days left before it all begins again, with increasing intensity.

The past few days that I've been through; a roller coaster ride I haven sat in ages. Not bearing any grudges, I have myself to blame for landing myself in this state. Human beings, being thinking beings, are to be held accountable for the actions they do. I am no exception. This vicious cycle; I always fall for it. With each fall, I land harder.

Looking ahead, I have no idea how am I going to endure the rigour that I will be put through. Fate,intent on ravaging me..pulling me apart. That hedonistic laughter; growing louder and bolder with each passing day. Hard as I might, I am sinking deeper into the abyssal, deeper into an oblivion.

Things dont seem to be going the way I want it to be. Facing it everyday; I wish to see it no more. Sometimes I wish I were in outer space. Departing from earth, travelling on a star across the cosmos... Fanthoming the unfathomable.

All I have to say, there is still time to get things right.
As the faint clock tickles, I seem to be making out something... Hope its not too late..

I will treasure this respite as I know that everything will be over,
far too soon.

2010-03-05T21:16:00.003+08:00
5th march 2010...
I went to school as normal, and I received a present. Penned in ink were the initials A. I knew I had done it again. Having safely pocketed my 1st A- not coveted definitely. I continue in search for the other As. Only 4 person in my class did not manage an A. Thank God, I got an A.

The 2009 GCE A LEVELS result were also released. Though I couldn't quite witness the release of result, I knew that the results were anything but spectacular. I later understood that only 10% of the cohort got A for GP. To worsen things up, My current GP teacher, whom we all ''adore'', managed to conjure a class of Ds & Cs. Although I have to admit that I dont really know the full story; but this side of the story clearly spells doooom~

Having unturn a stone, I continue to thread on the otherwise ardous path,if not for the occasional respite. PW.. Not that I am all confident or anything.. but I sure am pessimistic about it.

We shall see..

For now, I shall have to calm myself down and get over the nerve recking moments and get back to work.

2010-02-19T18:51:00.004+08:00
It isnt often that I feel my day is good. Ever since school reopened this year, everyday was a challenge, with each day getting increasingly unbearable and tiring. 1month of 2-day-a-week CCA was a tortourous experience as I struggled to carry the 13-pound ball around. But everything will come to an end, and that includes the bitterness I had to endure. The list came out and fortunately,yes fortunately, I am in the recreational bowling team. I will thus be subjected to fewer training sessions, compared to the others, once a week~ Yeah! Reminisce of the J1 days...
With a less intense schedule, I can afford to be more laid back. xxx

Moving on... This year is significantly different from the previous year. Not only are we subjected to different topics in the various fields, but more importantly, we, as jc2s, will be sitting for the much dreaded yet anticipated A levels in November. Already started working with the end in mind.. Adopting a different study approach is helpful. Paying attention during lectures really helps. I will have to keep going.. I am certain that in a blink of an eye, A levels will be distant; palpable memories floding through my mind. Pressing on.. I await that day..

Still, we cannot escape the clutches of armaggadon.. The pre-judgement day will be arriving soon.. a few weeks time.. A levels Mother Tongue Results will be released soon.. Hate this.. Having gone through.. Going through again..
Pw next on the list... A A :)x *keeping my fingers cross*

Had a series of test since school reopened.. None of which I fared well enough to be worth remembering.. Until today.. Functions Test.. 13/15?

Started running..Yeah running.. my physique has been deteriorating ever since stepping into secondary school. Without soccer and catching, I hardly run. Leading a sedimentary lifestyle has certainly taken its toil on my body, to the extent that going under the 13min barrier is considered an achievement for 2.4km runs. Been running on my own, gotta improve in time for Napha.

Lastly, everything comes to and end- good or bad. Today will also come to an end. A good day in its twilight is at its best.( The sky is a golden yellow with a tinge of yellow and a hue of grey as I type this)

Tomorrow will be a better day.
That's all for now
Cya

...
As I signed off With Glee

2010-02-06T20:47:00.002+08:00
It's a new beginning, A new start. I shall start anew.
Just uninstalled maplesea and its private server version. Now that I have gotten rid of the root of my addiction, it is time to take my medicine and recuperate.
Tomorrow will be better... wont let it take on the fate of today.

Hate j2 life.. 10more months to plough through..
Adjusting the sails..

Time to sail on.

2010-01-31T21:40:00.002+08:00
Sukz sukz..
Blasted the whole weekend away. the 1st of many to come. I hope not >Maple Private Server!!.. you screwed my weekend..
This will create a rippling effect, or in laymans term a domino effect.

Hasnt been a fufilling January experience. Feburary here I come.

As the faint clock tickles on..

2010-01-25T22:59:00.004+08:00
Dead tired. It has been 7 years since I last did a 100m sprint, until I sprinted today. I remebered clocking 17s++ for 100m when I was in p4. And I clocked 13.65s today-getting 4th position with that mediocre timing. I have never really had people in front of me in short distance sprints until today. The effects of 7 sedimentary years had surely manifested itself today. Age is catching up ..:/)

I may not have made it to the finals, nor will I experience the thrill of running in front of the entire school, but I am just glad that I tried my best.

I shall work harder to achieve my dreams.

But 4 now..
I Am Dead Tired... Retreating to my humble abode to get some rest..

cya soon

xD

2010-01-24T08:57:00.003+08:00
The first two weeks of school are over.

I started last week with the end in mind, rushing out assignments and work which are suppose to be completed during the holidays. Spillover was ineveitable as I continued struggling in an attempt to complete the last bits of homework, which were not suppose to be brought into this new year. Homework weren't everything. Lectures on completely new topics were on the agenda, even for the 1st day of school. A new year, a new topic, I shall adopt a whole new attitude- I learnt to pay attention in lectures. It helps when I am getting busier by the day. Bowling two times a week may not sound alot; if not for the messed up timing; reaching home at 9+.

I dont seem to be able to fufill my new year resolution. However busy I am, I still take out time to play, compromising on my work. I fail to do work on fridays after coming home. Yet there are so much that can be done on fridays. Saturdays often begin with me idling the 1st half of the day away. Bad habits die hard, but more powereful than the courage to win is the courage to begin. I shall keep this in mind.

Next week will be an even more hectic week. My class, being in charged of the Annual Sports Day, will have to stay back everyday for the heats. I ran before & I'll be running again... that was 7 years ago

Mclaurin Test. SPA.. Snowballing..
Avalanche is crashing over me

2010-01-10T10:36:00.003+08:00
Today mark the penultimate end of the 2009/2010 end year holidays...
My homework haven even reached the 30% completion mark...
Checked my timetable and aghast! What a brilliant start to a new term.. GP
Then the same mundane routine; PE.. and CCA...

Wont have the time to rush 'em up to a 100% completion.

Still cant quite get over the fact that I blasted the remaining 39 days of 2009 and the first 10 days of 2010. !Apocalypse!

This kinda sukz.. but The year ahead is hellish..
Ruthless Agression..

More powerful than the will to win is the courage to begin.

Come'on, 'eh get me started..

I last glimpse of the sandy shore..
As I sat foot onto the raft which I, myself built.
The big blue sea.. I shall begin my odyssey..

Farewell~

2010-01-04T08:47:00.003+08:00
It may be a new year.. but I Dont seem to be feeling the joy that many are feeling.
A ardous year lies ahead, though I cant really see what lies ahead of me, I am sure it is not going to be an easy year.

好慢长的十一月已过了，我们即将迎接圣诞节。。。

迎接二零一零年。。来陪我倒数。。。

开学的第一天。。你是否有些舍不得。。。

背着一山的包袱。。我开始沿着那凹凸不平的小路。。

一步一步。。

心里只盼望着会有那么一天。。我会抵达那小巷。。抵达我生命中的那终点。。

并且站在顶峰大声说

“我成功了！’

2009-12-11T15:23:00.015+08:00
Updates! Updates! Roar my Fans..

Been busy for the past 3 weeks..

now that I am totally sianz of the game..
I shall recall how i have blasted the last 3 weeks of my life..

22nd november 2009 9.53am
my journey begins..

28th november 2009
I grew stronger..

And downed it goes...

Boss Run..

Tick Tock..

My lucky Day> o.0

That sure was..

Eliza!

King Clang!

Mr Dale!

And Lantica!

Aran cant mob?
says who

It all ended on 11 December 2009 3.49pm
I hope so..

Time to study...
1month more and school will be open..
those days will be back...
I hate it

2009-11-27T17:15:00.003+08:00
Feeling gloomy right now. Unsure how to describe this feeling. Sympathetic.. not really. He was a close cousin of mine. I saw him grow up, played with him, and have since developed a close relationship. Yet I am rendered helpless, speechless when I learnt of his plight. Is there really nothing I can do. Over the phone, I knew he had cried. Trapped in that makeshift jail, I could empathize and feel his pain. Yet there is nothing I can do but utter some words of consolation. Loneliness emptiness, no one likes that. He may have failed in one way or another, but such surely isn't the right treatment a 12 year old should be given. Contained,Isolated, the fragile soul slowly backs away and eventually breaks down. Remedies are meant to be solutions to a problem.
But prescribed wrongly, the effects will backfire. I am worried, yet helpless. Condoned just like that, how will he feel... why cant they understand his feelings... So trapped in a bottle are his feelings. No 1 to talk to, play with, I am just afraid of the inevitable breakdown. A broken heart may be mended, but the scars perpetuate. As the rain pours, his heart bleeds. As the rain subsides, the gloom sets in. ...as I helplessly type this out..

2009-11-22T22:15:00.003+08:00
My hack screwed up my Maplestory...
Need to redownload
Most schools have already started the holidays, but I still have to go school 2morrow..

feel like pon =_=

life's unfair...

2009-11-15T22:33:00.003+08:00
k I am back..

Been searching for my thumbdrive ever since Pw ended 1 week ago.. and i stumbled upon it today.. In my uniform pocket..

So it is has endured the tumblings and gushing of the washing machines..
I cant believe that it had been drenched all over and soaked in soap-invested water.
But Tested it just now and was glad and amazed that it wasnt destroyed.. The contents are still intact..

Relief..

About 1 more week to the year end holidays..
All major exams are over..

It is turning windy cold..
The clouds are turning..
rain is coming..

x3 Bloom980

2009-10-23T21:52:00.003+08:00
I am back..

A flurry of events had taken place lately. The Promos result are out a few days ago. Sad to say, my class strength will drop by at least 3. 2 of which are repeat students, kinda feel sad for 1 of them.. wonder if I'll ever get to see him again. ;(

Now that promos are over and done with... sigh of relieve for those who will be promoted :*) Though there are still a group of students who are perched in a precarious situation, any hope of redeeming themselves will fall solely on the retest somewhere is late December.

Come to think about it, I am really lucky this time round. Having studied lesser than for the Mid Year Exams, I wasn't really expecting much from what was to come. My hopes were all pinned on Biology which I placed all my chips on...

A brief analysis of the Promos:

H2:

Biology: Made up the core of my revision, did not want to obtain a D again. Went from notes to books to animations and finally turning to friends like Woon Yeow. And the efforts paid of.. 63/100 (B) Was damn lucky to get B for my overall grade.

Chemistry: This was a 'screwed-up' this time. Studied averagely for it. Maybe aptitude counts.. was glad to avert a disaster.. 54/100 D .. I was initially having thoughts of trying an A, but such became a fantasy after taking the paper. C for an overall grade.

Maths: Got to admit that I spent the least time on it. 53/100 was way above my expectation. Managed a C overall. What more to say. xD

H1:

General Paper: Reading doesn't help this time .. doesn't help much that I cant find topics related to environment & technology Geography- was the topic I ended up with.
Extrapolated facts and knowledge from sec4 and J1 geog and spam into the essay with some discretion and Got a B for the essay. 1st time in my JC life. Just lucky to have it at the crucial moment. But all in all I got 59/100 C.

Chinese: B on the dot. 60/100 .. Not an issue if not for the fact that A levels....

Geography: Another lucky day.. 63/100 B despite notching a not so fanciful 46 for Mid years, I managed a 60/100 B. Testament to my lucky aura.

All in all I have to conclude that I am extremely lucky.. very lucky..

The story doesn't end here..
Time to start some serious mugging for chinese and PW /op
Also about time to resume my reading from a 2 week Hiatus.

Cant wait for December..

2009-10-11T14:22:00.004+08:00
Did not plan to blog today.. but I chance upon something interesting..very interesting indeed.. :)

It is as follow:

Parents up in arms again over PSLE Mathematics paper

The first thing her son did when he came out from the Primary School Leaving Examination (PSLE) maths paper on Thursday this week was to gesture as if he was "slitting his throat". -oo metaphorically... Children this days are so vulnerable to setbacks...

When he was telling me about how he couldn’t answer some of the questions, he got very emotional and started crying. He said his hopes of getting (an) A* are dashed."
- wow A*.. wow A* indeed... "妈的完蛋了!"

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The reason for Thursday’s tough paper, opined the seven parents whom MediaCorp spoke to, was because Primary 6 students were allowed to use calculators while solving Paper 2 for the first time. Paper 2 makes up 60 per cent of the entire paper and consists of 18 questions... - Calculator leh.. still moan and groan...I had to reply on my fingers then... 是不是不会用...

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But the parents MediaCorp spoke to said students were apparently so stumped that many — even top students who have regularly aced past school examinations — broke down in tears right after the paper. -No comments, strawberry generation.. 佷讨厌这种人...

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According to posts on an online forum for parents, one example of the problem sums given was: "Jim bought some chocolates and gave half of it to Ken. Ken bought some sweets and gave half of it to Jim. Jim ate 12 sweets and Ken ate 18 chocolates. The ratio of Jim’s sweets to chocolates became 1:7 and the ratio of Ken’s sweets to chocolates became 1:4. How many sweets did Ken buy?"

After solving the question..
admit that it was difficult... for a 12 year old..
I dont think I can do it 5 years ago... But anw.

The purpose of this post is to raise my curiosity as to why is there even such an uproar over this trivial issue..

I mean won't the grades be compared against the entire cohort’s performance...

"However, the parents’ fear of poor grades for their children may be unfounded since they will be compared against the entire cohort’s performance." -precisely

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And the answer to the question? 68. xD Got it?

2009-10-08T22:54:00.006+08:00
Oleh Oleh It's Over..
Officially Over!

Long waited for the coming for this day...

Less than 2 weeks of gruesome mugging has come to and end at last ... YEAH!

A brief summary of the gruesome week...

It started off with GP- nothing much to comment.. prepared for technology and environment & I hit the bull's tail.. Nevertheless I did ok i guess...

Biology is by far my most confident subject.. C for confident

Geog the next day was ok... flu-hit me only did so-so S for soso

Chem was my greatest flop.. Screwed up calculations as usual.. My nerves got the better of me I suppose .. Nah not F for flop... I hope not.. C for chem..

Maths was pretty ok ... wont score as well as chem but definitely a better percentile .. thats' for sure... I guess I wont fail too badly will I? e~~D~~

It all ended with chinese.... no need for comments....C

But well, I really think that I should have studied more.. mug too little... only 2 more major exams before A levels.. I need to build up my confidence...

Anw....Yeahness! It's all over now.. Let them be put to rest..

Time to enjoy life~~

It's been a long journey..

2009-10-03T00:05:00.004+08:00
2 days to promo. I've been doing all that I can to recoup the loss of not studying at all during the September holidays. Hours after hours of revision, I should, to a small extent,be ready to face the papers 2 days from now. The expectations are high. But I gotta remain calm to perform optimally. Dont wanna screw up any paper anymore. No more careless mistakes!

Being dispatched to a class with 4 top 20s in my school can be really testing

I started my revision far far too late- 10 days before my promo...

Wonder how will I fare this time....

2009-09-18T23:48:00.003+08:00
It has been a busy but fulfilling week. Catch up on quite a bit of work, but there are still hell lots to catch up. The frenzy is just beginning. Commencement of I&R, in conjunction with the ongoing WR, plus the pending promos, following which 2 major examinations. That's part and parcel of J1 life isn't it. Well not really, not for those with the luxury of mothertongueless curriculum. 17days or rather 16days 3mins to promos.

Anyway body is still aching from yesterday's full workout-basketball game with class. Indulged in 3 full periods before PE somemore... Had fun though lots of it. Destress

I really hope to do well for my promos.. and for Chinese and PW.. Plz lah let me get the desired grades and be motivated for A levels...

a long weekend ahead thanks to a particular race :)D
I am in a holiday mood!!!!!!

a week ago ....
not now definitely not now.
I am currently on all cylinders ..firing mode now..

kay
Time to drift off..
cyaz

2009-09-13T15:20:00.001+08:00
13th September...
If only time can rewind back to 6th September... Good things dun last; back to school tomorrow.. Dread. dread. dread.

Tibia alot for the past week; too much in fact.. OTs!.. Looks like I am back to my comp addiction habits, for the past week at least. Its been a long time since I play so wildly, ever since January 2009.

Pon 2 important events, or not so maybe.. I must have been the slackiest in my class this holiday! The effects will be felt soon, when school reopens in hours time. There are still 2 major exams on top of promos.. Retaining seems a way out xD

September.. October..November.. !December!

3 months separate us.. torturous ones..

Anyway England got off to a perfect start, managing 24 points of 24, and scoring 31 goals in total, topping the charts. Nice 1, hope to see a new them for the WC 2010.

Life's Topsy turvy atm..
Time to sink...must study eXtra hard from tomorrow onwards.
But I guess the efforts are directed to, sadly, delaying the inevitable.

You advanced to level 1342...

One day...One day...
Zolm...
~Peace~

2009-09-07T18:13:00.001+08:00
http://cyntara.servegame.com/

Tibia private server,... come come i am level 16x at the moment! :)

2009-09-05T15:11:00.000+08:00

I cant help but flinched ...
Such tribal practices... glad I am not born to such tribes.

Another Bout Of Flu

2009-09-01T21:54:00.001+08:00
It might be a dream only...

... but I feel the Oracle has spoken to me, finally, after years of awaiting.

I am a wood nymph.

Hear the tingling of the tree's leaves... listen to their betraying sound, and follow me. Follow me into darkness... follow me deep, deep deep down, deeper than the abysmal grounds of your soul.

I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.

Catch me, if you can.

Your wood nymph,

-- Sunrise :))

Application of differentiation...
Wake me up when September ends...

Bio Spa

2009-08-28T23:05:00.000+08:00
Bio Spa down... Not as easy as chem spa, but manageable though.
A long weekend ahead :) 5 days including today.
Must make the best of it.
I am so tired now, my eye lids seem exceptionally heavy

Time to drift to a faraway land, somewhere distant, somewhere .. somewhere..

Nitez

2009-08-22T10:54:00.002+08:00
So much has happened over the past one hour. I woke up at 9.30am, succumbed to temptation and went into The World Of Tibia. Got my potions and food prepared, and was just about to spend the next few hours honing my skills. But when I passed the familiar dirt track leading to the bridge beside . Knight Chaoos a level 10 knight cried for help" pk Pk!' Having trained day and night, this was a perfect opportunity for me to try out my skills. I zealously followed Knight Chaoos who was leading me to the orc caves. And I saw two emaciated figures in the dark cave, amidst the sea of green orcs. A white skull beside their names fueled me into wielding out my sword and I am off to battle, for good or for bad. I had to fight them off, protect the weak and annihilate the evil. Kavaking, a level 11 sorcerer was nearer to me and he had to suffer the fate of having his armor pierced by my Crimson sword. Within seconds, he was history. Albeit he threatened to hunt me down "crusty demon ...hunted", was all that the historian could mutter. I then shifted my attention to the other accomplice, Belt oner.
A level 14 sorcerer who had loads of healing pots, towards the end of the battle, in which I was obviously going to slay him, Gumpy, a level 85 pmed me telling me to do otherwise. I decided not to jeopardize my future and let the limp sorcerer off. Along the way, I saw a red health Kavaking, level 10 this time, being hunted by 2 other random dudes, and I witness the inevitable fate of him crumbling to the dirt floor, a sign of complete surrender. ///
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I was trying to get some peace after the winning battle. I rested myself on a grassy patch of grass, beside the bridge leading to the Ancient Temple. Having just unearth 10 worms, I decided to fish for food. Into the sparking waters I thrusted my fishing rod, which I had stumbled upon earlier in this hour. A pretty good catch, considering my fishing level was only 11 when I started fishing.

10:34 Tchobillaw [30]: utevo res "fire elemental . I was awoken abruptly by the deep voice. From my years of experience, I knew what the next few moments would promise. I gobbled my fish stuffed the fishing rod into my backpack and ran the race of my life. Tchobillaw was well prepared, he had already placed parcels across the bridge, I will have to run manuely. The fire elemental is definitely on steroids, burning my flesh, inflicting over 100 damage. I wasn't ready for such an ambush, and instinct told me to run for the depot. I was glad I did not retaliated, as I would be restricted into the depot. I would have died, hands down if not for my UH runes. Along the way I shouted " PK Tchobillaw " and before long he was hunted. It was afterwards that I found out that he was a bored Brazilian. This clearly serves as an apt illustration of complacency. Never to rest on your laurels.

I guess that's all for Tibia for today. Still have loads of work to do.

Cya for now~

2009-08-21T23:34:00.000+08:00
This is crazy. 19.19 seconds! He shaved eleven hundredth of a second off his previous world record. And he is going strong. At 23, he hasn't reached his prime. Under 19 may sound crazy, but I guess that's what he is aiming for. It is getting increasingly insane...

Back on earth, I did not manage to complete the GP paper today. Only wrote a few sentences for my AQ. Had lots to write, but well ...

I am very bored...

Still tibia-ing

... 11.33pm /21/08/2009...

2009-08-19T19:05:00.004+08:00
He ran an astounding 9.58seconds, and I believe he can do better than that. 9.35 seconds; he shall push it to his limits.
Well some are born to run and run and run...
others, ~slog slog slog~

EPL has started, a whole lot to look forward to :)

Once again extending my congratulations to Mr David Beckham for obtaining his 113th cap, and displaying a commendable performance, despite a 2-2 draw with Holland. 13 more caps to go.

On a happy note, tomorrow will be the last bowling session I will ever attend for this year, tentatively. xD.

Test~Test~Test~ Vs ~Play`Play~Play

Who shall I choose...

Roly-poly 7 is found in Eos tower, erm 41st floor.

`Random shiT...`

anw

2009-08-18T19:56:00.008+08:00
Another day, another casualty.
Completed my SPA examination today; the first of all the subsequent A levels paper.
Anyway, str8 to the point...

Studied quite hard the day before, and I expected to complete the paper without much difficulties.
Yet the very moment I begin the exam,I ran into some problem. I poured the titrant FA3 into the burette as usual; i was just beginning the experiment. Ominously,I sensed something wrong but could not figure what was wrong. I stared intently at the burette for a few seconds, watching the liquid slip down the volume marking...50cm3,49cm3,48cm3.... with 'h' being the height of the titrant, and dh/dt being -1.2cm/s. I was trying to ascertain what my eyes had perceived. The burette clip was not working! I had to refill my burette while asking for another cliper. I had to cover the opening of the burette using my thumb, and the titrant just sprayed like a fountain. ...............

Replaced my clip and I was back on task. This time round, I ran into yet another problem. The clip was too hard and whenever I pinched the clip, a whole stream of titrant would be released. How am I going to do an accurate titration towards the end point... Had to use my thumb to pinch the rubber tubing, using my thumb as a clip on top of the clipper. Was glad I averted the other remaining problems and completed my paper 10 mins before time was up.

Many of my friends encountered worst problems than me... My friend Jia QI who was behind me had to replace 3 clippers before replacing the whole burette. The condition of the school is really jeopardizing the students' grades, clearly putting us at a disadvantage. Well, I guess that's sort of expected when AJ is helmed by an old widow.

I really have to count my blessings that I emerged from this fiasco unharmed.

~.~ Pathetic

2009-08-17T18:53:00.000+08:00
Just got back home!
Was totally pissed with my Chinese teacher. Brought us to the Japanese Cemetery at Serangoon area. Had to endure more than an hour under the hot sun. Everyone was sweating like Jonathan."
Wasted my 2 hours, reached home later than usual.
The worst part was, there is no point in going to the cemetery, though the teacher claimed it to be in tandem with the next topic we are going to study. Bull shit.

The only plausible explanation is that her home is only a stone's throw away from the cemetery....

Had to take a bus to Bishan MRT before returning home.

There is still Chemistry Spa tomorrow...
This better not affect my grades man!

Arggh, frustrating!

2009-08-16T21:38:00.001+08:00
I like to dwell in my solitary existence.

Now; leave me alone.

2009-08-10T17:28:00.002+08:00
I saw a man in shining armor as a boy... I was astonished.. "This will be my goal" the little boy said before falling to sleep that night. Throughout the years he trained and train until the day where he stood before our mighty god swearing the oath.."

National Day is over, more tests are coming the way, followed by SPA examinations. 3 more weeks to endure before we have a week's break. Promos next to come, and before long the dreaded project work examination will arrive... Boon or bane; well it depends...

Need to find the drive to start getting things right...
blasted another 3 days;

The momentum just aint right
Time to get started...

50 odd days to promo;

Emotions are stirring...

2009-08-02T15:32:00.000+08:00
Decided to take a break today..
Realized that Sunday is not a day for me..
I cant do work on that day..
It is the day of rest..;

Today is the day when I am officially released from my religious classes. Over the past 10 years, I have been faithfully going for lessons week after week, wondering when will the grueling motion ever end. But today is the day, it all ended.. :)

First series of tests will be coming next week; week 6; time flies term 3 seemed to have just started...

I am shag..
Hate Thursdays now.. the mad rush for my cca straight after pe has proven to be more tiring than I thought.
Carrying that 7kg bag around...reaching home at 9pm.

And PW! It sorta suckz...