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2009-03-17T11:50:00.002+08:00

Track Camp '09
Woke up early in the morning, to much reluctance of my jaded body, yesterday, to go to school.

Well, track camp wouldn't start til 11, but Adriaaaaaaaan requested for a slow morning jog before that. If it's anything with slooowww, and jooooog, I'm there man. haha

We had to beat the side gate, which closes at 8am, or we'd have to lug ourselves all the way back to the main gate and walk all the way down to the grandstand, which is just, about 200m or so from that side gate?

BUT! at 9am, it was still opened......*rolls eyes* and Adrian was still not there! It was just me, Deon, and Jason, and the cross team and Sprint Girls' Team training.

So we decided to proceed with our run around the field without him. Quite fun to run slow!

When the bonding session finally began, we kicked things off with Captains Ball - with a twist! Instead of a ball, we used foooooooood. And yes, as with all games which involves food, chaos and a mess are inevitable. Each group had to randomly pick a food, written on scrolls of paper in a bag. Luckily my group got watermelon - which ended up plummeting to the ground after a few lops. So we just took the subsequent biggest shrapnel and continued.

There were also dates and papaya.

What was most comical was the group that played with a bean.

Yes, a bean.

A bean, the size of...a button? It was hard to even watch the game. HAHAHA!

Speaking of people having butter-fingers who can't catch, there was a group that played with a block of BUTTER!

They were tossing it around when I exclaimed "Look! Butterfly!" and made people laughed. (At me or with me, I don't know :( haha )

After everything, we slogged our hearts out erasing the evidence at the Linkway and headed for lunch in the canteen, then target-setting in the LT.

Target to meet:
110m Hurdles: 16.7s - to at least qualify for finals
400m Hurdles: 60-61s to maintain finalist position

Not much time left, but we shall train hard with whatever time we have left.

Surge on, team NJ!

2009-03-17T11:17:00.002+08:00

Wretched Weekend
All-Comers 3 last weekend (Sunday) was quiiite a disappointment.

To start off the series of unfortunate events, I was on the train, on my way to Bukit Gombak when the trained came to a halt en route to Ang Mo Kio Station! The announcement of a delay of that train just diminished that little bit of hope of regaining movement. But...luckily it didn't take too long...

Watching Chern Hwee's 100m Hurdles was a pity.
"On your marks."
"Set."
Before she had got into "Set" position, the gun went off, without a second shot to stop the race! Baffled Chern Hwee stood up, anticipating a false start, had to stride off. Worst of all, that was her school's trials for Nationals!
Fortunately, she had another shot at it and made it into the team. So, congrats, Hwee!

My race was just a play of fate. Kinda funny to think of it, actually. Beside me was Yelun (although he didn't compete that day), two lanes away, Cassey - both my Cat High seniors; on the far end, Joel Wei (The Champion)......Ahh, but I didn't let that bother me too much.

My first 110m Hurdles race, with just 2, 3 weeks of training...didn't go too well. Bad start, struggling to reach 3 steps for the first few hurdles and slipped into 5. Tsk. Really gotta polish up.

Putting that behind me after the race, I was prepared to run the 400m 2 hours later. However, the weather had something to say to that. Heavy rain, coupled with lightning called for a suspension. It was just a sheet of white infront of the grandstand, with frequent gales blowing the rain indoors. Especially for us, sitting closest to the open, felt the battering of the rain, full force. That left us scampering to higher ground, only to witness streams flowing down the steps.

Then Adrian had a brilliant idea of seeking refuge in the changing room! Haha! So we sat down, talked, and then realised our bags, still on the stands, might get wet and went out to retrieve them. But! As expected, our seats were already occupied when we returned...So, we were left outside the toilet, sharing the cramped space with what, 20, 30 over people? hiding from the rain as well.

As soon as the officials announced a postponement, everyone scattered the scene, to their cars, the MRT station etc. haha

Well, what was spirit-lifting was that I got to meet my cat high mates!

On the bus to J8 on Saturday, I met my beloved juniors, Junyang and Wenjie, also on their way to Gombak! And Yunli and Qihang (or Herald. haha) on Sunday.

And yes! I did my P.B. on Saturday for 100m - 12.43s! I know I know, it's not that fast, but it's an achievement! :)

2009-02-07T13:34:00.002+08:00

Please Don't Stop the Music

Haven't blogged in a while...

Orientation at NJ has been fun! A whole new environment, a whole new uniform (especially the pants! haha), a whole new culture! And most importantly, new friends.

A scan of the list of Cat High-ers enlisted into NJ and I only know two of them - Guan Hao and Dominic. Though NJ's not their first choice, I hope and am sure they'll have a great time at NJ anyways. Tuesday night was a moment to celebrate for some, as friends got a shocking and long-awaited call to hear that their appeals were succesful! With the addition of Yiyin, Pok, Brandon Boh and Joo Chuen, I won't feel so lonely. But of course, mingling well with my OG makes that significant no more.

What's the worst part of Orientation? Probably having so much fun or spending too much time doing it, that I get too tired for training haha.

Monday's training was agonising! It was a long, long day. We did gym for like 1 hr + then we had to do 200m x 3, all out! Cos coach wanted to know our timings prior to today's competition. I was already drained from Orientation and gym; on top of that, I had a terrible stitch! I was feeling so bad I just collapsed and lie on the track after each run. Ex-cru-ciating!

But thankfully Tuesday's wasn't that bad. In fact, it was so much fun! We played Handball for warm up haha, did 250m x 8, striding speed, then played monkey with a soccer ball for cool down. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Slack right?

Speaking of pain, what was painful for us (at first) was to learn the Mass Dance moves! We had to dance to the WHOLE song of "Please Don't Stop the Music"! So confusing. You miss a step and everything screws up haha. What's more, on the last day, we had to learn another dance! To " Summer Nights ", but it was much much easier and much more fun.

All that was in preparation of yesterday night's DANCE PARTY! Which was uber exciting! The hall was pitch black, illuminated by only streaks of dazzling, blinding lasers from the DJ's equipment. It was like a night club took over the place. Together with the upbeat, heart-pumping music, I was immediately immersed into the atmosphere. We started jumping up to the beat, then my OG formed a train and went around, swiftly. Then we formed a circle and synchronised random moves haha. There was a ring-like crowd, with two dancers in the centre, break-dancin. Uber cool, but I couldn't see a thing. haha

Then our song came on. The start of "Please Don't Stop the Music" cued us to get into pairs and start groovin'. Still can't remember the middle part! HAHA

It played like 3, 4 times, throughout, OMG! I'm beginning to hate that song...hahahaha

We danced all over the place: near the DJ, up on stage, middle of the dance floor.

The funniest dance would be to "Disturbia" where Joshua, Sneha and I did that thing to the chorus.

I initially planned to leave earlier cos of competition today, but I was so over my head, I didn't bother anymore! I danced all the way through, til 9, when the music just abruptly stops. -.-

Shirt drenched, shins and calves aching (from all those jumping), body drained, ear-drums probably damaged (Everything sounded soft after I came out), but who cares!

That night, Music brought out the party-animal in most of us; we never wanted it to end; like a fire blazing strong from the centre, engulfing our entire body. Let's hope that fire will never be entinguished.

May the Music never be stopped within us.

2009-02-01T14:38:00.002+08:00

My house just threw the biggest party of the year yesterday! And by big, I meant, BIIIIIIIIIIG.

My mother woke up early and was in the kitchen all day; I thought she was gonna prepare some ten-course dinner or something...Which didn't seem so much as a casual thought, after all...

At 5, my uncle, aunt and their daughter arrived, and we helped out in the kitchen. There were so many things to be done, there wasn't even enough space to place the food alone!

As time past, quickly, my grandmothers, grandfathers, aunties, uncles, cousins, were all here, all led to the kitchen by the nose.

To get a taste of how big the dinner was, here's the menu: Chicken Rice with Bai Zhan Ji, Fried (ginormous) Prawns, Fried Ngo Hiong (courtesy of Ah Ma's friend), Steam Promfret in Kiam Cai, Brocolli with mushrooms, Carrot Soup, Abalone. Take that, multiply by two of every dish! Two families meant two tables! Ten at each! Wow. Beats reunion dinner, anytime haha. Compliments from everyone for Mummy's superb culinary skills! And as I had long predicted, we were not able to finish everything! And the last man standing (or sitting), me! To not waste our efforts, I tried my best to fill myself to the throat. I have NEVER been so bloated before!

Just as all Chinese New Year parties would culminate in, what started as a harmless sit-down-talk-cock-drink-tea session around the round table, mutated into a rowdy gambling den. And who could resist! HAHA!

Lady Luck has been on my side all night! I had countless 21s, a few Black Jacks, and a rare Double Ace! My best hand was when I was playing Banker: I started with an Ace and 7 (18 points), so I tried my luck and drew one card, a 10 (18 points again)! I opened everyone's cards except one and won all of their bets. The last person had two cards and seemed very confident, $2 as his bet somemore...So I thought, what the heck, and drew one more card. HAHA! A 3! (21 POINTS!) Tong Sha!

We totally lost ourselves in the addictive and precarious game that we forgot it was already midnight and we were probably the only unit yelling "AH PEH! AH PEH! AH PEH! " at the top of our voices in the whole estate. Until my grandparents lamented that it was late and time to go home...

...Well, all good things have to come to an end....

...Until next weekend, that is!

Ho ho ho, another opportunity to sha them!

2009-01-29T12:33:00.004+08:00

Visited Marcus's and Qiulin's house yesterday. One of the rare occasion where everyone could make it!

Marcus's house reminds me of how long I haven't been there, because it looks vaguely familiar.

And Qiulin's house kinda reminds me of mine - a festival gambling den haha.

Self-trained on Tuesday at YCK Stadium (because Bishan's closed for whatever reason...). Felt all the Bak Kwas and Pineapple Tarts flowing through my blood. Gotta get myself in good condition for the competition on the 7th and 14th. And that includes SLEEPING EARLY!

Reminders:
1) SLEEP EARLY!
2) Registration for Deutsch on 2nd Feb
3) Complete painting

Caution! Painting in Progress!

2009-01-23T19:58:00.002+08:00

Yesterday's training was a brief one, 2 (6x60m), coached by Coach Kamarul - first time I've seen him! Heard so much about him but never saw him in person.

Although we already knew that it was a blardy hot day, it was only til after training when I accompanied Qiulin for her 40min jog (insane) on the grass, did I (and her) felt the full force of the massive ball of flame. And we jogged barefoot somemore! Well, it felt good...but still, hot!

After training was a frantic scene; everyone was scampering to changing rooms to change, packing their stuff. Cos we had to attend a Sports Talk at 6pm! Despite us entering the LT at 6.05, we weren't late and it hadn't commence, so, good thing!

The Sports Talk was The Best Sports Talk I've ever attended! Dr Bervyn Lee (speaker) was so engrossing and hilarious. At the same time, the audience tried to resist their laughters as a comparibly big cockroach was scampering about on stage behind the speaker.HAHAHA

Exiting the LT, strolling down the stairs to the grandstand, we were all amazed by how wonderfully beautiful the sky was. Have I mentioned how good a spot the NJ grandstand is to gaze into the sky? After every training, the sky would be in a splendid mix of warm orange and blue hues. That night, the sky was a deep, mesmerizing black, bejewelled by a myriad of tiny, shiny stars. Simply breathtaking! I have never seen so many stars in any piece of sky in Singapore, ever!

2009-01-22T12:29:00.002+08:00

Our dear Reuben is leaving in ... tomorrow! He's gonna migrate to the Land Down Under!

It's kinda sad how someone who's been in our lives for 6 years, more for some, could suddenly step out of it (well, maybe not entirely, just a foot). We'd miss all the times spent together, as classmates, as schoolmates, as best friends.

On a lighter note, we should be glad for him as well - no more fast-paced hustle and bustle. Australia's a nice place, cool weather, breathtaking sceneries, good beaches, friendly people, manageable pace, good food, and those koalas and kangaroos haha. Life's good there... :D

Well, where ever you may be, be sure to keep in contact with us! Msn, texts, calls, postcards, letters, photos or better, drop us a visit once in a while! And perhaps we could all go visit YOU in Australia! That oughta be fun...!

Well, you have fun in Australia, Reuben. Bring back an Ang Moh Girlfriend ;) HAHAHAHA

This is not Goodbye.

2009-01-20T10:39:00.004+08:00

Woke up at 9am by a series of nightmares I had! (Or so I think...I can't remember.)

I don't know why, but I keep having nightmares that involves me in my bed.

It sucks to wake up from a nightmare, in bed, still in a dream - you get that? haha

Looking forward to Training later in the afternoon - trainings have been fun.

Qiulin brought this box of ... ... snacks? which Shalom and Amanda were busy promoting. Shalom offered me this piece of what she told me was Pineapple Tart after training. Well, apparently, it didn't taste anything like that - it was flaky and crunchy and all - but I kept mum. Then Qiulin told me later on that there were pineapple tarts, prawn rolls and some cornflake thing inside and what I ate was probably the cornflake thing. HAHA!

And wow, cat-high-trackers! Ashwyn from the cross team just did 20 x 200m yesterday! :O Reminds me of those days with Teo...Those, hardcore, tormenting, exhausting, days... hahaha

Think you've been eating healthily? Think again...

What may look harmless (or less harmless) on the outside, may not be just the same on the inside. Here's what've been deceiving you again and again:

1. Bran Muffin

2. Chicken Caesar Salad

900 Calories
60g Fat

Culprit to blame: A flood of fatty dressing and blizzard of Parmesan cheese and croutons.

3. Tuna Melt

4. Chicken Wrap

5. Turkey Burger

6. Fruit Smoothies

7. Granola Bar:

200 Calories
15g Sugars

Culprit to blame: The glue that keeps the bar together: High-fructose corn syrup

8. Pasta Salad

9. Yoghurt with fruit on the bottom:

190 Calories
30g Sugars

Culprit to blame: These yoghurt cups pack as much sugar as a can of soft drink! "Almost all of what comes direcly from the "fruit" is high-fructose corn syrup. "

10. Bagel with Cream Cheese

11. Pasta Primavera

12. Dried Fruit

13. Fish Sandwich

14. Stick Margarine

Those that I've elaborated are what I find most utterly astonishing! To think I've been scammed fr so long.

(Taken from: http://health.msn.com/nutrition/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100230937&page=1 )

2009-01-14T19:15:00.004+08:00

FINALLY started on my canvas. Only did the outline, for today. Shall paint it another day! haha

Note: It is NOT an original artwork. It IS replicated:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/strangelove1981/2455618600/

2009-01-14T12:19:00.003+08:00

Late Nights - It's highly addictive.

I have got to stop sleeping so late...It's taking a toll on me...

Anyways, this morning has been an absolutely chilly and windy one. It made me sneezed a couple of times!

And Northern Thailand is experiencing an unusual all-time low temperature of 2 Degrees Celsius - Yes, 2 degrees celsius! Meterologists say it's due to the cool winds blown in from China. (Blame everything on China, eh? haha)

Perhaps the chills are closing in on Singapore...

Brrrrrrrrr!

2009-01-11T16:28:00.003+08:00

Took part in the first race of the season, All-Comers, yesterday, held at Bukit Gombak Stadium.

When I surveyed the stands, I found the Catholic High Throws team; exchanged a few words with them. Feels kinda weird running not for Catholic High!

As usual, the Catholic High throwers dominated the field. (Well, they were the only school competing in it haha! But, they'd own anywhow.) So, keep it up, team!

As for me, I wasn't feeling in tip-top condition - perhaps due to the lack of sleep the night before.

Summary of what happened the night before:
There's this world-reknown Vietnamese artist who's going around selling 20 unqiue, one of her own kind, calendars printed together with her art pieces. And my dad's colleague bought 2 from her. So they were gonna have dinner with her - she's gonna leave on Monday - and my Dad asked my family along; he thought perhaps she could offer me her two cents worth on whether I should continue doing art. So I dug out all my sketches to show her. And you know what, her advises were worth more than 200000000000000 cents. She complimented my O levels Paper 2 artwork and said that I should use more Charcoal - my strength. Yeah, but I'm still contemplating whether I should continue this year...

Coupled with lethargy was a little pain in my shins...Don't know where that came from...

So I just treated it as a fun run and just, yeah have fun.

The team ran well; we're definitely on the right track (if you get what I mean haha) and I see much progress ahead. So surge on, Team NJ!

And as for Joshua, put the past where it's supposed to be - the past - and look ahead. Every setback just takes you one step closer to success!

2009-01-08T20:56:00.002+08:00

Walk-a-thorn.

The three musketeers - Marcus, Qiulin and I - rendezvous at Orchard Cineleisure once again, for a Movie!

But before that, Qiulin brought me to Beauty World Centre to get uniform. Wow, what a distance we scaled! Then we were late; this is the first time I st-nics-ed Marcus! So we hurried to grab our lunch, or rather, MY lunch, since Qiulin already had hers, and I assumed Marcus did too cos' he told me he wasn't hungry (How many times must I get Pang Seh-ed for lunch!). Qiulin introduced me to this new Pasta store; not bad, only the whatever-was-sprinkled on my 5 Star Baked Fish Pasta made me wanna spit fire!

We then quickly went up to buy our tickets for IP MAN!

Because we were late, it was already dark when we entered the theatre. I then realised we were at the wrong side of the row so we had to go one big round to the other. Then Marcus, who couldn't see a thing, heaved a super loud "HUH?!" I could swear the whole cinema had their eyes fixated on us, only we didn't had to go through that painful moment literally, since it was dark and all...

And so, I'm here to tell you all, that Ip Man is absolutely, utterly, totally awesome, fantastic, stupendous!

I'm not gonna ruin the movie for you; you really have to watch it to believe it.

Afterwards we went to Cineleisure Adidas where I bought a dazzling red Jersey (to blend in) for this Saturday's competition. BUT! Now I feel that it's kinda small. I'm gonna go to J8 Adidas to try the M.

Then we walked to Takashimaya Kinokuniya. While Marcus was finding his history book?, Qiulin and I were reading this book on ChiRunning. Yeah, running with your chi! HAHAHA it's.......interesting.

We were so engrossed with the hunger for knowledge that we lost track of time! We were supposed to meet Qiulin's parents at Newton Circus to celebrate their Anniversary. We hurried to excavate a good, appropriate Anniversary gift and settled with an adorable, couple-bu-dao-weng doll.

Glad her parents like it. Happy Anniversary!

Walked so much yesterday. And, at the end of the day, I felt a familiar sharp pain on the sole of my right foot - like a thorn piercing through my skin. Ouch!

It better heal before Saturday.

2009-01-08T20:47:00.004+08:00

The Big O !

Okay, so we just got news (good or bad, you decide) that the O Levels Results would be released on 12th January, next monday!

And Marcus had this dream of the day we go back to school to collect our results and had Hak Boon announced the average score was 21! Yeeeeeeahh, then he caught fire on stage and was rolled on about by TLC. Right-O. But it's just a dream, right? I mean, Marcus ain't no Psychic?

Well, I'm not gonna create a hullabaloo and go on a mad frenzy just cos' my fate is gonna reveal itself in just a mere 3 days *Runs round the house, pulling hair and screaming my lungs out*. Instead, I'm just gonna enjoy these 3 days and let tomorrow (or tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow) worry about itself!

On a lighter note, NJ confirmed my doubts that school won't be starting on 12 for DSA-applicants anymore. So I'd begin the term in the first week of February!

Hooray for the extended holiday!

2009-01-05T20:57:00.002+08:00

Grim Gym

Training at NJC today was a knockout.

Haven't had gym training for a long, long time; everything looks foreign to me! But I must say, NJ's gym is quite well-eqquiped.

Gab is insane - kept asking me to do immediately after the 3-person rotation! I was utterly shacked to the bone... After that, when we strided, I could barely feel my arms! They were but an extra burden dangling at both sides...

New Year Resolution '09: To Bulk Up - and fast!

After training, we sang 'Carris' (sp?) her Birthday song and they bought her a chocolate cake.

Thank my dad he was there to pick me up and to give Qiulin, Jason and Ashwyn a lift home...Or I would've just laid in the bus, paralyzed by lethargy...

All-Comers competition is this weekend. Good luck to everyone!

2009-01-04T20:03:00.003+08:00

Shoo, Shoe.

Went out with Marcus and Qiulin today. Once again, Marcus has lengthen his list of the number of times he has 'St-Nics-ed' me, haha.

Qiulin and I was at Long House and we saw 'Yueniang's father' having lunch there as well!

After lunch, we took a long bus ride to Queensway Shopping centre, where I embark on a shoe expedition, to hunt down the best track shoe and casual one.

I must say, everything there is sehr billig! I felt like buying everything. After finding out the prices from all the stores, I bought a pair of flashy Nike Lunar Trainer at the lowest price, $166 (Ok,not exactly very low either...). HOWEVER! After purchasing it, I entered one shop and the shopkeeper asked me what I bought and snatched my bag and opened the shoe box. Then he told me after discount, his store was selling at $152! *Jaw drop* But don't know how much truth there is to that. He might just be talking cock since I already bought it.......

After a pit-stop at Macdonalds, where we did our "Mc-Flurry" and "Milo" 'hand signs' (HAHAHAHA), we went on to search for a pair of Asics shoe, which is almost like a needle in a haystack......

My spirits are in the highest clouds right now, now that I've settled my 'shoe-y' issue.

Marcus and Qiulin, danke schon for lending me your feet and time to accompany me to shop! (I know I shop very long!)

I don't think we would wanna see another pair of shoe for quite a while......

2008-12-30T22:13:00.001+08:00

Shun the Sun
Second training session with NJ today, and I'm absolutely parched. I think a heat flare just reached the equator or something!

Sunburnt, fo' sho'.

2008-12-22T16:20:00.000+08:00

Touched down to the land of evergreen trees, humid and clean air, clean streets, safe and regimental roads, healthy (comparatively) dishes and where a simple T-Shirt and berms would do - home sweet home.

Well, of course, that doesn't put Shanghai, China, entirely in a bad light - perhaps just a faint one.

I like all the breathtaking sceneries - the balding trees, the Shaquille-O'Neal-Palm-Size autumn leaves drifting with the rhythm of the wind like a swordsman in a cliched Chinese Wu Xia Xiao Shuo showdown and strewn all over the ground, the poetic mountains, the vast lakes. Of couse, and the cooling, refreshing weather, the not-so-expensive things to buy, the xiao long baos and the butsling night life.

Caught a cold on the first few days of the trip, which subsided from the effective method of quaffing glasses after glasses of water - boiled tap water. does. not. taste. good.

Overall, this trip was a better one than last year's. Sure bought a lot of stuffs - the other tour members can vouch for that,haha. Had lots of fun and made new friends. :)

2008-12-11T14:35:00.000+08:00

Au Revoir, Singapore!

Caught a glimpse of the sun peeking out of the horizon on board the plane - amazing.

My Room.

Dessert at Henley High on the second night, served by Georgia!

Mmmmm...

Hey, look everybody, we're at Tampines!

Timo and Jingwei on the bus.

The cafe the Queens brought me to afte giving me a tour around Adelaide during Homestay.

The Queens.

Four brave souls holding a massive python.

Ain't the Wombat just adorable?

An Emu's egg - yes,it's blue.

Now,where's Junwah...

Look out doves, the Pelican's vying for the spot of the symbol of love...

Was Weicong entering the Ladies?!

They're Chocolates! seriously.

The Queens' home.

How cute; matching T-shirts.

Leather City...VT Jewellers...Goodies and Grains...J.W.'S Discount Variety... *swallows* KANGAROO MEAT?!

M n Ms!

The pro.

WenJie and Junyang - The polevaulters.

!!! Ain't that dog from Man In Black?!

A massive dog chained outside the toilet at Port Adelaide.

Port Adelaide.

A funny sight.

Clement licking his Ice cream on board the Dolphin Cruise - but we didn't see any though.

Peek-a-boo, Captain!

Junyang tried to pick up the coins strewn on the floor, only to find out they were cemented onto it! HAHA!

Rundle Mall - Adelaide's Orchard Road.

Adelaide's Little India?

Ben doing that thing he does!

Shots taken while waiting super long for the bus back to the hostel.

I snapped Snap!

I like this shot.

The wonderful beach just outside our Hostel.

2008-12-09T22:04:00.000+08:00

G'day mate! Yes, I'm back from Adelaide! Touched down yesterday night at around 8+ pm. Our flight was delayed for a whole 2 hours due to some technical problems! Now I miss Adelaide sorely - the cool breezes, the great weather, the breathtaking beach, the vibrant flowers, the warm, friendly people, the cramped but cosy hostel rooms, the laughters and most importantly, the company of great friends.

Rest assurred photos will be posted soon - I hope.

One romantic thing to do for your other half:

Bring him/her out for a buffet at a posh hotel to celebrate his/her birthday. Conspire with the waitresses and waiters to surprise him/her by emerging out of nowhere and making sure everyone knows its your love's birthday by having them sing a thunderous, clamorous, explosive, birthday-rendition of the groovy, romantic classic "I love you baby". And presenting him/her with a small, lovely chocolate cake.

Just returned from a buffet and that really happened! I was indulging in my lovely desserts and I jumped at their singing. It was really sweet for the wife to do something like that for her husband. Sure got everyone's eyes fixated on them...haha

2008-11-29T11:34:00.000+08:00

Getting The Low Down Down Under

In about 30 hours, I'd be flying off to Aussie, Adelaide. Wow, time sure pasts fast. What first seemed eons away is now just a night's sleep away. Kinda already miss home!

It's a school-organized Sports Tour. This year, the Track and Field Team is upping the budget to go to Aussie! Surprisingly, the attendance is better!

I just returned from gift-shopping for my Host Family and the Students in Henley High School - a rather cumbersome chore.

Wanna get a feel of how many gazillion of people there are in China? Just go to Chinatown - It's as if the world has shrunk!

But it's still well known for what it's for: shops, shops and more shops. We were there with something with the Singaporean or Asian Essence in mind, so that narrows down our search.

After a gruelling hustle and jostle amidst the fast-paced crowd, we managed to excavate some of Chinatown's finest antique shops. But of course, we didn't buy the expensive antiques, just 2 small, intricate, well embellished porcelain opera masks, that thing you hang on the wall to keep letters and a small plate with Singapore's landmarks for display.

Finally, the burden of not having a gift is off my mind.

2008-11-27T11:40:00.000+08:00

Sleep Glorious Sleep

Photos:

http://s486.photobucket.com/albums/rr223/edmundg/

Just returned from Track Chalet two days ago - embracing the expanse of my lovely, comfy, hypnotising bed.

Put a energetic Track and Field Team in a chalet, a room full of testosterone = no sleep. I think i didn't even have 10hours of sleep for those two days and I was one of those who had already slept the most; but only fitfully.

Anyways, the journey from Bishan to Aloha Loyang Chalet was like a mission to the moon. Teo told us to take 53 and alight at the third bus-stop after Pasir Ris MRT Station, then walk. The word "walk" was so deceiving; it was more like "trudge". We alighted at some ulu ulu market - which looked no where near a chalet - and following Teo's instructions, embarked on a long, dreadful, arduous, excruciating (I suffered cuts on my feet wearing my flimsy slippers) journey.

Finally, we were at the Downtown East Shopping Centre - which people thought was Escape -.- -, but we were still far from our destination...Past Costa Sands, Escape, Bungalows and we still had to endure another back-breaking plod down a long road.

But, the prize at the end of the race was rewarding - two-storey chalet, big kitchen, comfy living room with TV, 4 bedrooms, swimming pool just a step outside, a playroom, an arcade, a basketball court, the beach, all at our disposal.

We spent the first night exploiting all the facilities, but mostly taking a dip into the pool to play ball. Wenjie rented the Mahjong table, which sure kept a whole lotta people occupied - even Teo! He picked up the game just observing the game with some tutoring from the juniors and he was already addicted to it. He did not want to leave until he wins a game! HAHAHAHA

Second night was a sumptious BBQ, which invited the only rain out of the 3 days. The witty Sec 4s were quick to react - kouping the big umbrellas at the pool side over to shelter the pits! HAHA! The Indian family next door was also barbequeing and all the Indian man at his pit could do was to fan his fire with one hand and support a small umbrella with the other and just stare in bewilderment and disbelief. So helpless, so pitiful...However, monkey see, monkey do, monkey don't see, monkey step on doo-doo.HAHA

Oh yes, there was a rat spotted in the kitchen that ran up some pipe. And while we were watching TV in the living room, a gale of wind landed a dead dragonfly on the floor! But if you think those were shocking, there was a monitor lizard in the drain inside the chalet! Wtf right? I noticed a body spitting out its long, thin but muscular, purplish, forked tongue. Who let the monitor lizard out! Who! Who! Who! Who!!!

Sleeping on the second night was painful. I fell asleep on Timo's and Louis's bed while the sec4s and them were playing cards on the bed. Later on, they wanted to all sleep in the same room and so I was awoken to be told to change position to create more space. But Boey was like lying on half my body with the other half sqaushed against the wall! I woked up, annoyed, and jumped off to sleep on the floor, which was blardy cold! So I stomped off, half-conscious to the living room, where Clement and Isaac were sleeping. They took the cushioned chairs and I was left with one without the back cushion so my back was hurting like hell! I tried different positions to find the most comfortable one - sitting on the floor and cheek over my hand on the seat. Smart right...

Clement and I wanted to see the sunrise, but we didn't know where it was rising from!So,yeah...

That last morning was a zombie-ish one. Everyone just sat on whatever they could land their sore ass on and just stoned.

We waited for time to past and the room-check. Fortunately we didn't lose anything - just one broken miserable mug: $2.14

And so, time flies when you're having fun - or even when you're stoning. With a blink of an eye, 3D2N are gone, our 4 years in Catholic High are gone, times spent in joy (all the camps, jokes, outings, competitions), fear (of the Gohs...), anger (for losing my cool and hitting Melvin in Sec2), sorrow(lousy scores), triumph (Noel's First ever Historic Victory '06), defeats (Noel's fall to rock bottom the year after...), near-death experiences (training haha) are all gone - but forever kept vivid in our minds. We left our mark in Catholic High, and they have left theirs in our minds, and now it's time to move on.

Cheers to Batch of '08 and the formidable Track and Field Team.

"Just do it."

2008-11-27T11:27:00.000+08:00

MUST WATCH!

This video is uber hilarious and ingenious. I kept re-watching it and re-laughed-out-loud at it. Words alone cannot express my deepest, sincerest, heartfelt fascination; you will just have to watch it yourself.

2008-11-24T11:09:00.000+08:00

(For some reason, the words won't appear on the previous post. So here:)

(NAFA photos)
Art-Choo!
We've caught the art flu today! Marcus, Juanne, Yiyin and I embarked on an artsy-farty trip today, to catch the NAFA Art Exhibition. It was dragged on long enough, and today was the last day! So we HAD to go. We were kinda lost initially but thanks to kind souls who directed us, we found it nevertheless. Don't expect jaw-dropping pieces, 'cos this exhibition featured more of the Kinders' works.

(Fishy photos)
Tickle-Me-Silly
Just came back from Fish Therapy at the Bishan Golf Course. My mom persuaded me to join her. Initially, I dipped my feet into the pool without hesitation, thinking I won't feel a thing, but was I ever so wrong - I turned to my mom and couldn't help but burst out in hysterical laughter! It was extremely ticklish! It would be great practice for those who are afraid of tickles (like me) lol. The ticklish sensation subsided for a while......before I started to giggle again hahahahahahaha.

2008-11-23T22:23:00.000+08:00

(From left): Hippo, Walrus, Porky and Potato-face.

My mother's feet.

2008-11-20T11:55:00.000+08:00

Four Fabulous Facts

1. Turnin' up the Stereo - Sick of your mom or your siblings banging on your door, demanding you keep the volume of your favourite track down? Well, here's your rebuttal: According to research from the University of Manchester, there's scientific proof that the greater the intensity of the music, the more pleasure it brings (Culprit: The Vestibular System that sens a positive message to your brain when sound waves set it off). While a hefty 90 decibels is required to trigger it when sounds are carried across a room, only 30 would do the trick when sounds are carried through mass - such as the floor or leaning against a speaker. So the next time your mom or your siblings bang on your door......your music's probably not loud enough to please 'em. :) But beware,'cos this blaring remedy does come with its precaution-label: 85 decibels for 8 hours.

2. Full Fat vs. Low Fat - Oh, beware, this piece of news is not for the low-fat-ted, 'cos look out HL-Milk, you're heading for the dumpster. A study at the University of Wales of 2375 men over 25 years revealed that those who consumed the most full-fat dairy were 63% less likely to develop "metabolic syndrome" (a cluster of symptoms eg. High Blood Pressure, Blood Lipids, Glucose Levels culminating in diabetes, heart disease and stroke). The culprit: It is believed that medium-chain fatty acids present in full-fat products but not low-fat, enhance insulin sensitivity in those with metabolic syndrome, making it easier for the body to control weight.

3. The Deceiving "Diet" - This is gonna piss some health-conscious, skinny models off. A 2005 study from the University of Texas discovered that in a group of 622 participants studied over 8 years, those who regularly drank diet soft drinks were far more likely to become overweight or obese than those drinking the same amount of non-diet drink. The Culprit: Although artificial sweeteners in diet soft drinks may taste the equivalent of sugar, your body may not be deceived that it's received the same calories - so it craves more. ie. You end up slurping more than you can sip.

4. Mighty Mum - Sulking over the possibilty of an early grave juggling the stress of caring for a family and holding down a job? Fret not, Mommies. A 2005 study found out that women who combined a career with marriage and motherhood are less likely to have poor health than those who stay at home or have no children. A study in the UK following British men and women born in 1946 throughout their lives, also found that 38% of long-term homemakers were obese by their fifties, compared with just 23% who had been working mothers. But of course, this only applies to a whole family.

-Courtesy of Reader's Digest

2008-11-17T19:37:00.000+08:00

Quantum of Sorrow

Watched "Quantum of Solace" with Marcus yesterday-to much disappointment. It is with the success of the adrenaline-pumping series that accompanies a certain degree of expectation-and a high one.

Oh sure, there were the signature hard-to-believe-yet-I-want-to-believe bond moves to stun us in awe, but there wasn't really one impactful one to culminate in the climax. The climax wasn't really eminent. I was like,huh the movie's ending already? And the plot was kinda confusing too.

Butttt behind every Double-O-Seven agent is a gorgeous, beautiful, enchanting, ravishing, attention-grabbing, curvaceous, what-every-man-craves-for and what-every-woman-craves-to-be (you get the point) woman-or two. And that salvaged the movie...haha

2008-09-19T21:22:00.000+08:00

Volleyball Virgin No More
Jonathan,Square,Yeong,Leonard,Andrew,Glenn,Hanjie,James and I went to BishanActive (It's my first time there :P) to play beach volleyball after school today!To kill time til 7pm when we were suppose to be in school for our Sports Awards Night.

Square gave me a volleyball crash course before that in school and ouch does my arm hurt!

The sand there is surprisingly very fine and soft to the touch.I've never really played a game of volleyball and it's quite enjoyable actually!All the adrenaline immuned me to the fact that we were all under the blazing hot sun.

When finally seated in the expanse of the Auditorium with the air-con blowing on my sore and reddish skin and a familiar song that was playing in the background which I was singing along to,Mr Goh just had to ruin the atmosphere for me.

It has been about 5 months since we've completed our Sports Night.And a few weeks ago my dad asked me how come we haven't received our Sports Night Medal.I told him we've already asked the teacher and he told us they haven't forget and they WILL give it to us.But being himself,he just had to call the school to ask.

So there I was,sitting myself comfortably,immersing in the heartwarming ambience,when Mr Goh walked up to me and started rambling on and on about how my dad created such a big hullabaloo about the Sports Night Medals by calling the sports teachers (including him) and even the General Office-I knew no such thing!.But with no such justifiable reasons,he began to blame me.His obnoxious tone was pointing the finger at me-what I'm so disapppinted in you lah,medals very important meh,you want your medal,I give you now lah,call teachers,call general office,4 years already you don't trust us meh etc etc.What the knnbccb?!Despite the could-no-longer-swallow-this-accusation me raising my voice and saying It's not me,I wasn't the one who told him to do that,he just asked me some day,he did not relent.Wah you have no idea how much I wanted to just explode like some suicide bomber and tell him straight in his face,"You also know my father for quite some time already,you don't know how he is meh?What he did has nothing to do with me!He is just trying to get some facts right right?If you had been efficient in the first place,would this happen?I'm sure alot of people are wondering too.Even if you're saving to our Grad Night to give out,couldn't you at least inform us?I wonder whose fault it is.If you father stole something,or killed someone,is it your fault?You could say you failed as a son to save him from doing that,but how'd you know what's going through his mind?Then if some guy out there,eg Mas Selamat,killed someone,shouldn't it be your fault too?You didn't contribute your part to make this world a peaceful place to prevent that tragedy from taking place!"

And what impeccable timing he chose to do that-right before the whole thing commenced,with my class and the junior class around with me.He totally ruined my f****** mood.

And the presentation was such a waste of time-50minutes only.Waste the parent's precious time and Shanti's parents who came all the way from Malaysia.

Despite the array of delectable buffet food prepared for us after the presentation,the mouthful swallow of unjust indignation was enough to fill my stomach.

2008-09-17T17:38:00.000+08:00

"What goes up must come down."-Oh,how I wish Newton was wrong.
Return-of-The-Script Day today.God must be playing with me.

First paper returned was English Compre.19/25,not bad :D

After 2 hours or so of Mr Heng's hollering through the mic,was Mu Lao Shi's turn to further deafen us with her high-pitched voice during Chinese.Ying Yong Wen: 17/20-1m was wrongfully minused 'cos my title wasn't centralized!Zuo Wen: 54/70 :D Well,paper 2 wasn't as well.This once when I finally did well in the 'zong he tian kong','li jie wen das' and 'chang wen suo duan' sections,it had to compromise my 'yue du li jie' 's,so it ended up like an average score of 68/110.Anyways,I'm still over the moon 'cos for the...second time since last year,I've achieved A2 for Higher Chinese!

After recess was a disaster...SS paper.After Mr Krishnan's hypnotising,long,usual preamble- motivating speech (though with good intentions),the scripts were passed down.I got 15/25 for Source Base!And I thought I did well for it;I always did well in SBQ...I actually got 0 for part (b)!To futher agitate the wound,the essays were returned;the essay I thought I did well in didn't and the essay that I thought was a goner,wasn't!So things just aren't going my way for SS...Dropped from A1 84 to B4 64..........................

After a short break,my scab was peeled off and stabbed deep in by the English Summary paper.Everyone was devastated!We drilled so much in compre that we became so careless in Summary...I got 10/25!5 for content-due to imprecise points!

I can't take anymore blows.

2008-09-16T13:03:00.000+08:00

Ending on a high note.
Woo hoo!Prelims are finally over!As soon as we were dismissed,the hall turned into a wild frenzy with screams,shouts,shrieks etc to release the steam that has been under 450atm lol.

Today's Chemistry paper 1 marks the last one.Kinda tricky,already lost 3 marks so far.tsk

Anyways,this morning I was on bus 54 and I saw the same obnoxious,inconsiderate,tactless girl wrongfully clad in the white and blue uniform of the primary school many hold so dear,as I would normally see when I board 54 at that time.

She'd normally talk,no,bellow,to her friend,or most likely brother,either sitting opposite her or right beside her.To add on to her endless list of sins,she was lying,back flat,on two seats!And the bus was sardine-packed!And she acted like some Queen Cleopatra immersing herself in the expanse of her comfy gold-plated sofa,swinging her hands while she still,bellows to her friend.And the bus conductor just came out and told the people at the back to move in(though already impossible,applause to the quite rare sight),he didn't even see the cause of the whole problem!It's like she has this invisible cloak that shields her every sinful act!

Hope she gets retribution!

2008-09-15T16:50:00.000+08:00

Wallace and Gromit: The Curse of The Were-Rabbit is the cutest animated film ever!The rabbits are so adorable!

2008-09-15T16:33:00.000+08:00

So this is what it feels like
After 6+ hours of laborious,meticulous and thorough touch ups here and there on my prep work and canvas in school,I can safely say: My 'O' Level's Art Paper 1 Coursework is finally completed!So that's one paper down.

It's gonna be a while to the next time I see another colour pencil.Seal the case,mummify it in toilet paper,smash the window of a dilapitated,abandoned house and throw it in,nail all openings of the house with wooden planks,put up "Do not enter!", "Enter at your own risk!", "Beware!Man-eating colour pencils inside!", "There are no colour pencils inside" signs.

What a huge sigh of relief.*Inhaaaaaaaaaale* Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

2008-09-12T19:24:00.000+08:00

What's All The Buzz About?
Bees:Menacing,irritating,devious threat always lurking outside my window,which occasionally intrude into my room every now and then,circulating around my ceiling light and hovering around me.What's the use of an intrinsic I'm-yellow-and-black-and-you-better-run warning sign as your body when the victim doesn't even have time to escape its devlish tarsal claws (I wikipedia-ed that,ha-ha)?

This evening,when I was trudging down the stretch of the track,after tormenting my poor,over-strained body with 5-hour Emath and Amath papers and art remedial,I noticed a black,plump bumblebee,with comparatively small wings,whizzing past above my head.I didn't shun it that time(or maybe my brain couldn't be bothered to trigger my reflexes);I was quite amazed in fact.

It was quite a thought-evoking moment.The epitome of the pollination world was no longer just a peevish six-legged freak.It was flying in a straight line past my head,in a moderate speed,still leaving its very essence of presence in its trail.It was as if I could see that furrowed-eyebrow,intense-eyes,so full-of-focus,so full-of-purpose-expression on it's face.

Perhaps it had discovered a nursery full of vibrant-coloured,nectar-seductive flowers in full bloom and wanted to share this joy with the hive.Things are kept simple in the bee-zee world;their delight overshadows the responsibility of their heavy duty imposed by Mother Nature-keeping the lush green characteristic of earth and making sure the ochre,magenta,magnolia,lavender continues to dot it.

There was a big fuss about the declining bee population in America (maybe they're all around my block haha) which will lead to lesser flowers being pollinated which will have detrimental consequences;the juicy,savoury,delectable fruits that we so conveniently pick up from the fruit bowl could all be gone in an instant-like apples.

How can something so small carry such heavy responsibilities on its shoulders?How can something so small have so much purpose?Then what about us?What about the much bigger,efficient-machine,well endowed with unique features,supposedly smartest-living-organism human being?Surely our purpose of existence couldn't just be about social etiquettes,gaining power,expanding your territory at the expense of other's,claiming lives just to prove a point,imprisoning ourselves in schools,acquiring good grades,being career-successful,having a gazillion dollars in our pocket;there has to be a much larger objective,an objective that'll help not just ourselves,but every living organism,to keep the world in perfect balance.

Perhaps it's because we're intrinsicly more intelligent that we're not revealed our purpose;we're left to figure it out on our own.But we're too occupied with the distractions-homework,projects,jobs etc- that comes along with the step down to earth that hinders us.

So the next time you see a bee,appreciate it,for they're the ones that keep the world, and your diet, in balance.

2008-09-10T21:15:00.000+08:00

Bad luck comes in threes
I woke up earlier than usual (to much resistance) to catch the 410 bus and reach school earlier,so I'd have more time to mug.However,once at the bus-stop,when 410 arrived not long after,I realised I left my wallet in the bathroom!So I had to go back to get it and it ended up like any other gloomy morning...

I know that won't be last I'd see of Lady Un-Lucky.As soon as the first paper commenced (Geography),disturbing mumbling could be heard through the speakers in the hall,which eventually became blaring voices reverberating throughout the hall,inducing much amusement within it.The teachers took quite some time to resolve it;turns out there was assembly at the primary school hall and the speakers at our side picked up the frequency.*Shrugs shoulders*Who knows how true it is.Anyways,there was a time extension of 7minutes,but still wasn't enough for me.I know I shouldn't have chose Development...

After the race-of-the-pen paper,it was mind boggling E-Math.It was the weirdest E-Math paper we've ever seen.There was this diagram that was out of scale,equation to be shown but can't,and a peculiar graph to be plotted!Cost us precious time to re-check several times.

Left-to-rot,sizzle-in-hot-oil,flipped-left,right,upside-down-and-charred-all-over brain.Thank god tomorow's Physcis paper one ONLY 'cos I don't take Bio...And my house just had a power trip-speaking of the ELCB in the Physcis textbook...

*Gasps* Does that mean my bad luck streak hasn't end yet?!

2008-09-03T22:38:00.000+08:00

Blame the Rain

Who's got the best gears and screws meticulously secured in a metal casing,covered by a glass sheet and lined with exquisite jewellery and all that worn on a wrist with a leather belt,you may ask?It's Mother Nature-she's got impeccable timing.

I returned to school this morning for Art;we finally got started on collage-ing the background.Here's a sketch of roughly what my final outcome would be like:

Unfortunately,when I stepped out of the Art Room,ready to head on home,it started to drizzle,which eventually turned to a heavy downpour.

One,I couldn't find my umbrella in the morning and so I didn't had one.

Two,even if i did had one,it had to be gigantic,'cos I was holding my Art Prepatory work boards,and I can't afford to dampen it.

So,it looks like I'm stuck in school...

Oh yes,and I hadn't had lunch,and it was 3!My lunch was at home.

I accompanied the Math-people at the area above grandstand and later accompanied Clement and be his Math adviser.lol

Look at my doodles: (You can see how bored I was)

This is,or was,Clement's Math worksheet.Can you tell there's a diagram of a circle?haha It was supposed to be Rolle-Pollie-Ollie,which became more of a round robot...=/ Then I thought it looked like it was floating,so i drew it in space,with planets and stars behind it.

Still bored,so I added some stuffs-a monkey and dog in a spacesuit to accompany the gloomy robot.

Close up of the dog in space suit;so cute right?

Anyways,it kept raining,and stopping,and raining and stopping,I gave up trying to flee home during intervals.And I waited all the way til 7pm,and it still didn't stop!My dad had to fetch me home!

2008-09-01T19:29:00.000+08:00

Brawl or Withdraw'l
I was playing Basketball with my friends just now.What was supposed to be a relaxing leisure sport became a nasty affair-or almost one.

As if associating the great game with ABs isn't cliched and disgraceful to the game enough,we were playing against a bunch of them.

Well,I have to admit,we didn't play very much the way we wanted to...And our frequent loopholes gave a boost to their confidence-or arrogance.

Arrogance is a very rough and vulgar creature.

They were bulldozing their way,banging through our defence,casting nasty,callous,in-your-face remarks at us.

The beast within me wanted very much to show its ugly face,but the seasoned and adept tamer subdued it.And I just drew up a smile.

You could hear a raindrop collide against the ground at the court;I realised we've induced quite a couple pair of eyes.The deafening silence seems to be waiting in suspense,waiting for someone (on our team) to stand up to them.

Should we stand up for what we believe is right?Or just swallow our rage,just because we fear the inconceivable-a brawl leading to casualties and a police case?Every inch of me tells me that I'd be letting myself down if we take a step back every time they take one forward.

But then again,is what we perceive to be right always right?Perhaps taking a step back would give us a better juxtaposition of the options of to fight or to flight.

Perhaps holding our peace was the right decision after all.

2008-08-31T11:32:00.000+08:00

As Busy as a Kenneth

Wooo,life's been super hectic lately.And here's why:

Exasperating Exams

Monday marks the end of anxiety,but also the beginning of hell-'O' levels English Oral.It was kinda "Woohoo FInally"-relief kinda feeling.

While sitting down at the waiting area,I kept reading passages from my Oral book (to soothe my racing heart).So much so,that when I advanced to the examiners,my tone in the beginning was quite sian (or that's what I thought).Fortunately,after I finished the passage,she praised me,"Good!".

On to the picture,I actually forgot the three words "OLD FOLKS' HOME!".I thought of it at the practice table,but when I got there,I forgot!It's like my brain dumped it in the recycle bin and deleted it!

After english oral was German Prelims Oral.I read the passage without knowing what it was about haha!I was kinda stunned by the first question of the conversation."Wo wohnst du?" (Where do you live?) That's like our sec 1 oral question lah...But overall,it was good.

Penal Pencil

Our first four boards for 'O' level Art Coursework were due on Friday for Ms Rai to check,so I slogged my heart,guts,liver,spleen out to get it done.So that Thursday evening was pretty much sketch sketch sketch,type type type,print print print,arrange arrange arrange,paste paste paste,dinner...,sketch sketch sketch,type type type,print print print print,arrange arrange arrange,paste paste paste paste.

All the wayyyy til 1+am!I officially broke the late night record on a school night.

Teacher Torture.

The next day happened to beTeachers Day Clebration.Didn't had time to wrap presents the night before because of...yeah,so! my very efficient mother also got her artistic hands working-to help me wrap gifts.

That morning,we were searching high and low for Mrs Chew,our form teacher and Math teacher.We later found out she was playing volleyball at the tennis court lol!

After assembly,we went to look for her at her staff room,and the volleyballers surprised her with this super humongous huggable doggy soft toy.

I think she was touched,yeah,I think she was touched.Cos she kept shaking our hands and thanking us and "Erm"-ing.Could see she was fighting back her tears.

After our first two periods and long combined recess,we headed to the hall.The councilors invited a few teachers to play games lol hilarious affair.Then they showed items of our teachers and we had to guess to whom they belong to!Then,they gave out The Most ___ Teacher Award.Yay,Mrs Chua won the most beautiful teacher award!She was blushing like a red tomato.

Then,thanks to James ingenious idea,we chipped in money to help order Pizzas for Mrs Chew for lunch!Well,ok,it was pretty much for us,since we ate most of it wahahaha.Yummy.

After filling my stomach,I went to the Art Room for more art.....

Seoul much fun

Later that day,Besties met up (FINALLY) for a much waited,deserved dinner at Seoul Garden.

Caterpillars turn to butterflies,seeds turn to plants and tides vary (Haha wth?);but some things never change...Like how I always am the first to reach and have to spent a long time waiting for the rest.And Juanne will come next to accompany me.

Anyways,the guys table was a meaty affair while the girls' a more exotic and seafood affair.I'm in the middle.

Jiacai and Justin tested their culinary skills and tried to grill a chicken omelette.But it ended up a carbon chicken omelette-all the carbon flakes on the grill got mixed together.

Jiacai told us a joke:

Have you heard the news?An Indian man went for facial and died.You know why?

Because he asked to remove his black head!

HAHAHAHAHAHA

The winners of the big appetite award are Juanne and I;last eaters surviving,and still going.

I swear every table at Seoul Garden that night had a birthday boy/girl.Almost every table sang a birthday song!haha Including ours!

Juanne,Jiacai and I went to make ice cream in the form of the first letters of Yiyin's and Qiulin's names.Juanne's 'Y' was not bad!I found out Q was quite impossible,so I made a flower instead,with a spring roll (Jiacai's idea) for the stem and kidney beans for the leaves.

Rest assured,Yiyin and Qiulin,we'll throw an official birthday celebration for you some day.We're just too busy now.Sorry!

2008-08-17T20:46:00.000+08:00

9.69s Bolt of Lightning.

I'm afraid the speed of light is no longer 300m/s.

It's 100/9.69s!

It was just so exhilerating watching the 100m Finals.So full of suspense!Initially thought that Usain Bolt'll be too tense since he's young and callow.Watching him posing for the camera just before the race as his name was announced just added question marks above my head.Is he being a lil' too relaxed???

But no he wasn't!The more relaxed the better,and that's the success formula to break the 100m Men's World Record.

Felt like slapping him for the 4th time again when he looked left and right just 20m or so before the line and extended his arms in celebration and ending the race with a slam on his chest as he hopped his way through,over the moon.He was leading by a hell lotta distance!

Who knows,the record might be further broken,if he hadn't celebrated too early.

But,gotta admire his relaxness.

Before the 100m Semifinals,as the runners proceeded to the 100m line,there were an official standing behind at each lane behind the line.Usain Bolt's was this girl.And as he walked past her,he tapped her shoulder and walked the other way.And she fell for it!

Hilarious or childish?lol

You decide.

2008-08-13T21:30:00.000+08:00

24 Hours too Little.
We attended Klasse yesterday to learn that Frau Tan's away on operation!So get well soon,Frau Tan.

Been really lackadaisical,lethargic and listless lately.The Three 'L's that you DO NOT want to possess at this moment-or you'll end up with one big one on your forehead.

Chinese O Levels results has just been revealed yesterday.Mixture of sad faces and smiling ones.To those who are satisfied with what they've received:Congratulations!To those who aren't:As long as you've done your best.

Yesterday was horrid!My brain was absolutely not functioning properly.First,during English,i couldn't think of anything during Oral practice;I left my Geography textbook and Chemistry TYS on the canteen table in the morning and forgot all about it! (Luckily everyone was honest;I reclaimed it.);My tongue was tied,lips were stiff when I was called upon to read a passage during Deutsche Klasse-I was like reading Greek!

---Maybe it's the long (3 miserable day-long) holidays...

Most desired Superpower:Hiro Nakamura's ability to control time-so I can sleep,study,clear homework and idle all in a minute.

Oh my 24 hours,won't you add yourself to one,square root yourself,cube yourself,subtract five,ln yourself,times x,dy/dx yourself,multiply by 123456789.

2008-08-08T21:35:00.000+08:00

Love is the Best Medicine
Had a very terrible upset stomach yesterday;after taking a sip of grape juice at dinner!I was ok after going to the toilet a few times.Then woke up at midnight to go another few times,before my Mummy gave me medicine and applied medicated oil.Had a really good night's sleep after that.

Mummy woke me up in the morning to tell me to have porridge before going to school.

Mummy woke up early to cook porridge for me!

After that satisfying ai xin porridge,all was well...

Thank you Mummy.I love you.

2008-08-04T19:11:00.000+08:00

Deciphering my Handwriting

The results of your analysis say:
You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.

You are a social person who likes to talk and meet others.

You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented.

You are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.

You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.

2008-08-03T21:26:00.000+08:00

P=F/A
Inch by inch,the devious hands of the clock struggle to end our days;inch by inch,the loving Sun and Moon persist on embracing each other;inch by inch the 'O's creep nearer to us.

The 'O's is like some dark,mystical force,whose main purpose of existence is to rid us of ours.And time,is like an area where we all stand,sit,eat and drink in,yet each of our's are different.As time slowly but surely ticks away,the pressure we face gets more and more intense.

Our lives are just like a 400m Hurdles race.The moment you set foot on the rough crimson red track,it marks your birth.The first step out and the next,towards your starting blocks is your first challenge-to walk.As the gun goes off,you're running at break-neck speed with hurdle after hurdle,naysayers to your goal.Even when you've completed the race,it's not over.There's still the year after and the next.And every year,the height of the hurdles increase and the pace of the race is up-ed;you either cross them and keep up with the rest of the pack or chicken out and get left behind.

Each obstacle in life is a race.Now that we're on the last stretch,we shall not loosen up and persevere towards the delectable tast of victory and rest after that-til the next race.

Fight on,champions.

2008-08-01T18:48:00.000+08:00

Wrong-O-Phobia?
Something shocking happened yesterday.

We were in German Class,going through our TYS's Listening Compre's answers with Frau Tan.Then before that I was asking Felicia (who sits on the right of me;German Genius) what the answer to a particular question was.She wasn't very sure about her answer either.

So when Frau Koh revealed the answer (Felicia got it wrong(rare)),suddenly Felicia started taking short,loud breaths and you can see her lungs expanding and contracting really quickly.

I felt really bewildered by her reaction of her mistake.Then Marcus asked me what happened to Felicia.And I wrote down "Wrong-O-Phobia...".lol

And I was having my own lightning-speed-debate in my mind about how we,students,immersed in the modern,'wholesome','innovative' etc education system,have become so 'perfect-minded' that we are so afraid of commiting mistakes.Mistakes,have become a taboo in our education,to feed the perfection-hungry society.

However,we then realize that Felica was still acting weird and we discovered she was having some kinda asthma-like attack!So I quickly raised my hand to alert Frau Tan.

She asked Felica what seemed to be the problem.Felicia had some difficulty speaking,but mumbled.Then Frau Tan continued giving out her worksheets and told Marcus and I to continue doing our work.I gave her that baffled expression,like can't she see there's a life and death situation occuring at the moment???

Anyway,after giving out,she continued to inquire Felicia,who then said that she was hyperventilating-happened before;she has no control over it and it'll go away eventually.

It subsided after a while and Marcus,the gentleman and St John-trained medic brought her out for some fresh air.She came back not long after,back to her original self. :D

Oops,so we wronged her!O wells,I accept my folly.

2008-07-25T21:55:00.000+08:00

"It's Beef..."
Shall share with you all something that occurred today in school that really got me laughing like a mad man.

And...you've guessed it,it happened during recess!(Recess has been the latest topic of my posts nowadays lol)

To celebrate Racial Harmony Day(I know it's late),the school had extended our recess by 10 minutes (I know...) and invited external vendors to sell some of the many ethnic tradtional delicacies.What I had my eyes (and I'm sure many others) on was the Ramly Burger store...*licks lips*

However,due to my despair,the no good queue cutters could not spare this historic and happy day.Clavance and I was early and was in a short queue,salivating at the soon-to-have-burger on our bare hands.But due to the queue cutters and people asking their friends to buy for them(in large quantities),we had a long wait.

After a dreary long 40min(yes,recess is over),there was finally 5 more people til our turn!

Then,Clavance popped a question.

"Aye,what meat is the patty made of ah?"

"Eh,I don't know leh..."

He asks the guy infront.

"Er,it's beef."

"HUH?!"

LOL!Clavance can't take beef!I stared at him,he stared at me,motionless.And we broke out in hysterical laughter.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

So he queued so long for nothing!

Poor Clavance...

2008-07-24T19:01:00.000+08:00

Caholic High's Calamitous Culture
Three odd years in Catholic High,pose me a question about The Catholich High Culture and I would stammeringly answer,"What culture?"

There isn't really a common trait in every single student to be hailed as our culture.We don't really have school spirit,we don't really uphold our core values of being a gentleman with integrity-I'm sure Clavance would be able to write a ten-page essay on that(His iPod was stolen)-and to a certain extent,we don't really feel that school's our second home.

But,we're all perceiving the term culture as a positive word.

Maybe we do have a culture-a bad one.As much as the peevish Mr Heng and Mr Leong would like to have a five-hour-discussion together about the Catholic High students' intrinsic tendency to 'murmur' in class,I,too,might have to start preparing what to say.

Well I shall not elaborate on that,for I,too,am a guilty culprit.=p

But what I will never do,is a common sight in the MOELC(MOE Language Centre).

As soon as the recess or dismissal bell rings,elephant-like-footsteps storming towards our class's direction would come reverberating throughout the class.Diverting our attention to the window to watch-or scrutinize-boys donning the bleached white uniform whizzing past,all Marcus and I could do is furrow our brows and pray hard.

As they past the door,it was clear-green shorts.We cannot help but sink down into our chair...

It's embarrasing to see our juniors' childish ways taint the reputation our seniors once held high with pride and what we now struggle to maintain.

Perhaps the school is to be blamed for this.They have trained us into dogs.Our ears prick and eyes widen and mouth salivates on the sound of the recess bell.And we would dash to the canteen lest we get stuck in long queues.But we're all schoolmates and guilty of it,so there's nothing to be embarrased about.

But I think this sort of behaviour should only be kept behind closed doors and not exhibited beyond them for it is downright,utterly absurd and degrading.

So please,juniors,either you start holding yourself up with poise,or learn to drift silently and stealthily like a Ninja.

2008-07-23T17:23:00.001+08:00

One-Plate Policy

Recess,has recently turned into an ugly affair. The Warmongers-students-have waged a perpetual war-til resolved;highly doubted- with the Prefects. And underneath all that lies a greater animosity and resentment with the Discipline Commitee,the Student Welfare Unit,and to a certain extent,the school.

Due to certain black sheeps who taint the not-that-good-reputation of themselves and decide to grant themselves a winning advance-to-front-of-queue card,recess will never be the same again.

Good news for us,law abiders.Bad news for Prefects ('guarding' each stall)-they've got shit to do;prevent people from cutting queues.

Like all scheming,diabolical,evil villains,after ruining their plans and saving the day,what do they do?Well,they strike up another ingenious plan to destroy the day-and hopefully the earth!But unlike all scheming,diabolical,evil villains,they learn.

As if staining your hands with crimson,sinful blood isn't bad enough,you smear some on other's as well.

So what is their ingenious plan,you may ask.Well,they ask their friends to buy food for them,of course!You don't break the rules,you don't get caught cheating the queue,you don't have to initiate the plan yourself and at the end of the day,you get your tummy filled!What brilliance!-not.

Excuse my imprudent remarks.Let me get this straight,although I am against people cutting queues,I see no fault in asking your friend to help you buy food......

James has been a helpful...waiter?...,helping us place orders when there is a Chemistry period right before recess-he doesn't take Chemistry-to assuage the plight we're in.But according to Prefects,because of his large-scale orders,he is clogging up the queue.Hence,incurring the complaints of Prefects to the Discipline Teachers.

...Unless you're like James.Haha.The complaints are understandable.'Cos you're cloggin' up the queue...

However,just two or three days ago,we just witnessed how petty the Prefects have gone.

Your ass's stuck in class,your teacher eats up your few precious,crucial minutes of recess,your classroom's on the other end of the school,you're starving and you're faced with intimidating queues the moment you step into canteen,with time winding down fast.Jason asks Clavance to buy a plate of rice for him,and he gladly agrees.

But as soon as Clavance left the stall,two Prefects stalked him all the way to his table and exclaimed that he can't help his friend buy.You can only buy one plate.

You can only buy one plate.

Clavance,baffled and slowly boiling,fights his case.It's only one freaking plate more?!

Today,James was caught in the same situation,only that the matter was blown up.After recess,during class,he was summoned by the Discipline teacher.The teacher discriminates and criticizes what he did as a Student Councillor.James,of course,takes this opportunity to rebutt that it's the school's fault for all these."My duty is to speak on behalf of the student population."

The Teacher,obviously,on the losing end,could not stuff humble pie down his throat and told James to return to class.

How absurd!It's just one or two freaking more plates...This accentuates how robotic our Prefects are.They don't have a mind of their own;they carry out orders blindly without injecting their own perspective and judgement.

What for implement rules that are inefficient and would invite more crimes.The whole root factor is that we have too many people to feed,too little stalls and too little time.So why doesn't the school look into that?

Do we have to bring everything up to the Principal before our voices are seriously heard?

One Missed Call

Yesterday,in Deutsch Klasse,I received an anonymous call.Apart from me not knowing who it was,I was in the middle of lesson,so I payed no attention to it.

At recesss,I rembered and called back.And Thank God did I called back!

It was NJC calling to inform me that I've been successfully admitted into the school!

Yay!

One Night Only

I rushed to Cafe Cartel after Deutsch Klasse to meet Juanne,Qiulin and Jiacai for dinner.Haven't seen them for ages!Absence just makes the mind grow fonder,don't it :)

Spent a long time browsing through the menu-they should know-not knowing what to have.When my food finally came,it was cold -.-

Ah,at least I've got Juanne's fantabulous,brilliant,wow!-inducing art piece of random doodles in class!=D

...I'm so jealous she's so randomly talented.

Too bad time forbidded us to stay longer together.

Let's have dinner again soon!=;)

2008-07-17T19:17:00.000+08:00

Lust
My pupils widened with pleasure as they ogled at her soft,tender,seductive thigh presented before me.Her long,slender fingers,curved like a hook,playfully drawing me closer.

I could not resist.

My fingers slowly and gently carressed,stroked,tickled her,following the contours-at all the right parts.I carefully lifted her thigh,swept my nose across and inhaled a deep breath of her fragrant scent.

Chanel No.5?

I withdrew my drivel and swallowed hard.Should I?All this time of taming.Was the beast in me about to be unleash?But it was too late to turn back now.I've touched her; My hands are already stained with sin.

I should.

The rebellious heart,hysterically bangin' its way out of my chest; Adrenaline,rushin'; Hormones,raging,through my veins.I could not hold it back any longer.

Ah...Orgasmic Pleasure.

8 boxes of Family Feast-80 pieces.Have you seen that many chicken before?

The Say-No-To-Pepsi-Slogan broken.

The cashiers couldn't be bothered to decide how much serviets to give us,so they gave us the whole packet!

KFC's gonna make us their spokesperson soon!lol

Guess who's behind door number 3!

The devils,once tamed and asleep within us...

...Now awakened and unleashed and ready to wreak havoc.

Let's see who can blow more air down each other's throat!

And if you thought this was enough to appease us...

......

You were wrong.

5 ways to eat an Ice Cream.

The Classic way:Just lick it!

The Greedy way:Plunge your scoop into your ice cream and dig out a huge lump of it and gorge yourself with it!

The Look Good way:I think we've found a cure for all you dirty eaters!Just cover your mouth and ice cream in it and savour it below your hands!

The Fantasy way: Close your eyes.Open your mouth and stuff your scoop into it.And begin fantasing yourself in your own Utopia.Guaranteed pleasure.

But,if you're adventurous enough.Try The 'Tim-tata'-cute way: Pretend to look elsewhere,pout your mouth and slowly suck your ice cream.You get to indulge yourself in ice cream,and turn heads,grab attention,seduce at the same time!Simply brilliant,don't you reckon?

Track Team '08.

2008-07-11T18:37:00.000+08:00

Dreams + Faith= Reality
"Come on Teng.This is it.Now and Here.Months of endearment of arduous,inhumane trainings all come down to this.You can't afford to let Teo down.Fear is not a factor.Have faith.Faith in Teo's trainings,faith in Teo,and Faith.In yourself.Believe.Believe in yourself.The opportunity's here.Grasp it.It's now or never.Just do it."

Pacing up and down in the call room,doing the same again at the corner of the track whilst waiting,that was what 'the dormant winner', within me was telling me.With droplets of drizzle pelting down on me,flushing my perspiration away,I acquired a new tactic of self-psychology:Talking to myself.

Ryan Boey and Brendan Chua whizzing past the finishing line marked the opening of a new chapter,waiting for destiny to be penned down.

At that moment,it was as if Zeus was so engrossed and eager to watch,that he leaned too much over the clouds,so much so that the streak of lightning slipped away from his hands and landed with a calamorous bang as it collided with the earth.

That was a cue for the army hiding in the clouds to be reinforced.Rain.What timing!Due to lightning,the officials called us into shelter to wait.

Just as I entered the tent,the rain came to a halt.My eyelashes brushed off the last bead of rain and I saw the crimson red track,devoid of humanity,cleansed by the rain,and the warm rays of the sun again shining down on the track.

The 'dormant winner' was now creeping out,spreading right to the ends of my fingers and toes.I was ready.Ready to run.

Hurdle after hurdle,one step at a time right up til I thrusted myself towards the finishing line,my fighting spirit never faded.

And it was over.For now.

Waiting impatiently in the stands,ears pricked as the bellow voice announced the finalists through the PA system; faith was receding as one by one exclaimed in elation.

Then.It resounded in my ears.

"Kenneth Teng.From Catholic High."

I have never been so ecstatic by someone calling my name!

I was overwhelmed by joy;astonishment;bewilderment.I could not believe I qualified!

Yet at the same time,pity and sorrow for Ryan.We were expecting to enter the finals together.He's enthusiasm has always been prominent.He deserved a spot.

I am no longer running for myself alone.I'm carrying a double dose of desire for the Gold(though impossible =p,but at least do well).

Come on Teng.Just do it.

2008-07-11T18:04:00.000+08:00

Greetings!No,I've not died...I've just been savaged from the evil seductive clutches of Lazytown.

...So come on Home...
Last Saturday was Catholic High's annual Homecoming cum Family day!

STEP 1) Now,I want you to stop what ever you are doing right now.Get your hands off the keyboard and mouse.Sit up straight.Take a deeeep breath.Put your right hand on your chest,and touch your heart.And ask yourself this:

"WAS I THERE?!"
(If your answer to this question is yes,please proceed to 2a. if not, 2b.)

STEP 2a) Thank you.Come again :D

STEP 2b) WHERE ON EARTH WERE YOU?!

Homecoming day was da bomb!Initially I thought it would just be another history-repeat-itself,sleep-inducing,embarrasing carnival.But this is one of those moments where I hope I was wrong.

And I was!Trodding my way from training at Bishan Stadium in the morning,I was rejuvenated by the heartwarming scene through the side gate.I actually couldn't count the amount of people just on the track and field alone with my two hands and feet!

There football fanatics-Kids,Teens,Dads,Teachers-having a ball of their time in the field;Fun-seekers surging towards the core of the school.Speaking of gateway to heaven.

This year's carnival has expanded beyond its miserable limitations in the Plaza,seeping into the both canteens,carpark and classrooms.

There were more food stalls offering edible food,more unreasonable-priced yet seductive and addictive games and most of all,more people!

It was heartwarming,watching the Sec3 Spors Class juniors,filling in our shoes,tending the Dunking Pool stall.Recalling all the frantic last-minute-jobs done unsurely,incurring Mr Goh's wrath for all the smallet of follies,yet in the end have so much fun,it was worth it.And I'm sure they would agree.

Veronica,her brother and I explored the heavenly paradise together.Her brother chose hand-made (and as V would add,made by a guy) burger over delivered (Pelican Pizza) Pizza!How crazy is that?lol But her brother was so cute.

I have a complain!I went to try my hands on Archery,where I was given 4 arrows to burst a balloon.My arrow flew right into the heart of the balloon,AND BOUNCED RIGHT BACK!Huh?!

Immersing myself in the heart of the crowd;jostling and rubbing elbows;deafened by the uproarious laughter and chattering;seeing ear-to-ear-smiles imprinted on everyone's faces;nothing beats this.

This year has got to be the BEST Homecoming EVER.

2008-06-27T21:42:00.000+08:00

Ants Must Love Art
It seems that whenever I lay out my sketchbook on the study table to draw, ants would be crawling around and on my sketchbook.It's like their antennas can detect art!

It's either they're attracted to some sweet ingredient in my colour pencils,or...

They just know a good masterpiece when they see it.=D ...or detect it,whatever. =D

2008-06-26T12:03:00.000+08:00

Would You Wear Them?
So,these are what I've been going to school early in the morn,on a holiday for-to work on my 'O' Levels. My theme is : Traditional and Modern.And I'm comparing traditional shoes to modern ones.

I've merged the idea of the stages of a butterfly with shoes.Traditional shoes will take on the form of a caterpillar,which is like dull and not well-liked.(Yes,the shoe I've drawn is not dull enough.)

A Butterfly!

I absolutely love this shoe,nice right? :D

Nike's got Nike Free.I've got Butterfree!lol

Merged a modern shoe with the patterns of a butterfly,which are much more appealing.

2008-06-23T20:44:00.000+08:00

Wake up in the morning,can't help but keep on yawning,feel so lethargic......NOT!
Aww,pity all you guys who have to stuff yourself under the pillow just to avoid the ominous alarm resounding in your ear; crawl livelessly out of bed into the bathroom; trying very hard to pry open your heavy eyelids; to see your dishevelled self in the mirror; pick up the oh-so-heavy toothbrush and sore your forearm just to brush two rows of teeth;carry the spine-breaking schoolbag; withstand the long wait for the bus to school; and when it finally comes,you have to hustle 'n' jostle with every other person cussin' this damned day as much as you; putting up with occasional brushes off your butt (lol); burden your still-asleep legs during flag raising,trying your best not to fall off balance; resisting the chants of propagandanda in class; holding up you head under the massive weight of hypnosis,trying hard not to incur another boo-boo on your already boo-boo-ed forehead; and the list goes on...=)

WOW,was that a long description of the wonderful start of a new term =) But while you were havin' as much fun in class,WE,THE SENIORS OF SENIORS,THE PRIDE OF THE CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL,THE GRADUATING BATCH OF '08,were awakened by the melodic chirps of the birds and warm rays of the sun; strolled with poise and refreshness into the sparkling clean,revitalising,sweet-scented bathroom; opened our eyes wide with ease; admiring the dashing,bright future-d young man in the mirror; smiled and the dazzling ivory white,so bright it made us squint; kicked our schoolbag lying desolately on the floor aside; plunged into the expanse of the cooling leather sofa,all to ourselves; most importantly,no one placing their hands where it shouldn't be (lol); indulging our mistreated legs on the comfy soft leg rest; absorbing the educational,captivating,pure goodness of cartoons (or whatever they're watchin'); trying to hold our head up,just in case we miss any good parts etc etc etc =)

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......Oh,oh,alright.So I had to go to school at 9.05am for art lessons...and on Wednesday...Ah hem.But!The point is...

WE'RE ON HORLEEDAIEE!!!

2008-06-15T20:57:00.000+08:00

Sleep Gorgeous Sleep
Woke up yesterday at 4.45am!To say hello to Wings Athletics Invitational Meet '08!

But damn,was it early...Stuffed myself with energy boosting fruits to start the day.

Adrenaline-pumped we were when we reached CCK stadium,but the gate was closed!So we waited outside.

1st track event to kick start the meet was the 400m hurdles run.The weather could not be any more perfect for warm up.

Kept my cool at the line and left destiny into the hands of God.

I emerged 3rd in my heat,3rd overall.Not bad,I'm happy with my run,but I could have done better though.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=F_nLRalDFMQ

My next event was 100m Hurdles at 2.25pm but this time,it was Sizzling!I sound like a whiny ol' granmama beside Jacob,lamenting about the horrible effect of global warming."It's soooo hot.It's sooo hot..." lol

At the sound of the gun,never would I have expected my trail knee to hit the 1st hurdle,ouch!I've never hit any hurdle before!Ah well,came in 2nd in my heat and 5th overall.Rah,not bad lah.I swear I'm gonna climb up the list!

And...you've guessed it,the rest of the day was still..."It's sooo hot.It's sooo hot..."

Returned home to the expanse of my oh so comfy bed.Watched TV for a while.Now I know why Mr Heng's eyes are always glued on to CNN...I witnessed a space shuttle land!In Florida!Well,it's pretty much like a normal plane,really...booo

Turned off the TV and sank my heavy head into my pillow when my eye lids could no longer withstand the almighty sand man.

Boy,has sleepin' never been so good...!

2008-06-11T21:57:00.000+08:00

Disappointing Defeat

This morning puts an end to the Celtic's winning streak,as the Lakers dominated Game 3.It was rather nerve wrecking to watch the game,whether you're a Laker fan or a Boston fan,like me.

Both teams were not on their peak.Kobe was missing free throws-and you know how much he hates to miss free throws.Ray Allen-Boston's top clutch shooter,one of the best in the league history-was missing free throws.And both team's NBA veteran power forwards,Lamar Odom and Kevin Garnett,was not knocking down shots!I mean,at half,Garnett has only 2 points!1 out of 10,11?And Odom had none!

Another one of Boston's veteran,small forward,Paul Pierce,who has been a major factor on the defensive and offensive end of the court in Games 1 and 2,was also not banking down shots!And his early foul trouble added to Boston's burden.

Everything was just not going Boston's way.At the third quarter,point guard Rajan Rondo twisted his ankle on the fastbreak!Argh!How maddening is that!Fortunately,it was a minor sprain and he should be fine and dandy to join in in the following games.

Whereas,Laker's bench was just smokin' hot on their fingers.I can't even keep in number how many clutch 3 pointers Sasha Vujacic scored.He had a career high of 20+ points.

What really tweaked my nerve was why the hell is P.J. Brown on the court with the last few minutes winding down the clock and Boston trailing!He missed an open lay-up for crying out loud!

Boston's Big Three have really gotta step up if they wanna win this finals.I mean,they've got the meanest defense in the league!Attacking the rim is just as good as throwing yourself into a brick wall,which was apparently non-existent in today's game.

Go Celtics!

What you can see,doesn't mean its near.
Training today was at Woodlands,at the hill beside Sports School.

It has always been Teo's dream of bringing us there to scale the vast,steep,wild,untrimmed,itch-inducing grassland.And finally fulfilled it was!

We were all mentally prepared for what was in stored.

Jogging from one end to the other was already quite a stuggle.

We were on the 'summit' and Teo was giving us instructions for our next run.He pointed to this two white objects ahead,on the outskirts of the land,next to the Expressway and told us to start from there,all the way to where were standing.

We knew it was far.But we didn't know it was that far!I swear we took almost 10minutes to walk there.When we there,Teo was so puny!We could barely see him.

Well,all in all,it was quite fun.Except from the itchy legs I incurred.

*Scratch* *Scratch* * Scratch*

2008-06-07T15:09:00.000+08:00

Back to basics

After months of gruelling painting on canvas,I finally return to my forte,sketching!

Must admit,i had some difficulty sketching after such a long time.But,after waking up my fingers and familiarizing the pencil,it all came back to me.

Make a guess on who this is!

2 days ago,I received a call from up there.I'm gonna have a new Art Teacher!:D Yay!

2008-05-30T21:07:00.000+08:00

School's Out,Student's In.
Hoorah,the holidays are finally here.Boohoo sec4s still gotta return to school for lessons.

The first week of the holidays has already been jam-packed with remedials.Teachers just can't seem to resist our absence.These few days,I've been up at 8.30 just to attend remedials and back at 5+!

But I've to admit our Prelim2's in 2 week's time and we're gonna need all the remedials we need.

Thursday was our much feared English prelim oral.And I was second in line!And I got the worst oral examiners!The results are already out.Not that bad,neither was it exceptional.

I need to get my grades back in good shape!

2008-05-08T19:05:00.000+08:00

From Up Above
After a tough day at training and a dreadful long bus wait,I plunged my sore ass down on a front seat on the upper deck of the bus.

I rarely sit infront on the upper deck,cos it feels kinda weird.However,what I was oblivious to was the breathtaking sight it beheld.

When I lifted my head up,wow were my eyes treated with a whole new way of seeing things.Have you ever been able to see what birds see on a tree?Well,I have.Having a bird's-eye view down on everyday life-the bustling city,the dazzling dots of lights,the congested,hectic streets,the forever-seem-to-be-in-a-rush people scurrying-it's just splendid.

From up there,people looked so small.It just reminded me of how miniscule,insignificant we,man are.We are but just organisms,the size of planktons seen from beyond,on earth,that's just but a dot seen from out of our universe,a speck of light seen from out of itself.What is our purpose in life?Is it just about getting good grades,being the youngest millionaire,slogging your hearts out at school at work etc?Or do we even have a purpose at all?

Ironically,puny we humans may be,our actions are colossal.How one man's invention of the light bulb lit up the whole gloomy world;how one man's death make millions mourn for him;not to mention how one(more like a million) man's discoveries imprisoned and exploit their braincells to their maximum in textbooks;or how one war waged costs the lives of both the participants and innocent alike.

The crisis of our bleeding earth has been the hottest,most talked about topic of the century.Though it is undisputed that we are dimunitive,let's not let the idea of "what's my one car's emmission of carbon monoxides gonna affect the world?" get to our heads.As proved,one man can make a difference.Imagine what 7389274943943930's people can do.Seen from wayyyyy beyond,our earth,is like a hydrogen atom.We only have that one little home and if we are "the only lifeforms" around and if we don't do anything,who will?

Maybe our actions are insignificant.But the whole world would still be blanketed in darkness if everyone hadn't accepted Thomas Edison's invention.It takes everyone's cooperation to make a change.If everyone would just do his own part and do away with cars and take the public transport,or if you can,grit your teeth and walk a few miles,the world would slowly begin to heal.Hey,it's healthy,anddd you'd never know what you would see,hear,smell on a journey on feet-just like in a busride.

Apart from what we're doing to the earth,another big hoo-ha caused topic is what mother nature has in turn done to us too-Earthquakes,Sars,Tsunamis,Hurricane Katrina,Cyclone Nargis.Yes,they've claimed the lives,homes,families or many,but I won't blame the one up there.

If you were to have a change of perspective and look down on the world it is now,as I did,you would to.

2008-04-25T20:33:00.000+08:00

Air-CON
The school had gave every sec 4 class an air-con to provide us with a more conducive environment for better learning.At first,it was more of a scam.Day 1 of using it,it wasn't working,or rather it wasn't cold at all.Day 2,after a few minutes after switching on,drops of water came splating down on Qiming's table,rebounding to those sitting around(me).Our class had a big whole in the centre with buckets of pails and newspapers lol.On Day 3,it was well and working after the technician repaired it.And its cool,cool,cool,baby!A little too cold,in fact.=p

Mas SelaMUT
On thursday,the track team pulled another adrenaline pumping disappearing act for morning training.We decided to sneak out to jog to Bishan Park.Bendin' the rules never felt so good and refreshing.*Psst,Trust me,if you can't shake that lethargy off you,sneak outta school.*

I can't emphasize how suay we were.You know when they say every move you make is watched,you can't run away from the law,better believe it.

Last week,our first time sneakin' out.We waited at the traffic light to cross over the street,and we saw Mr Koh(teacher in charge of Cross Country)'s car past by!Omg,heng he never ask anything.

On thursday,second time.We were at the traffic light again,sure we weren't to meet Mr Koh again,'cos it was early.But never would we thought that we'd see Mr Goh(head of PE dept) in his car pasting by!!!*faints*

So our minds was so obsessed with the image of Mr Goh rambling in our faces and what excuse to come up with.

Unfortunately,that was the least on my mind after we crossed the road.We were jogging in a single file and Dom spotted two dogs with its owner at a tree by the side of the pavement and he exclaimed "Aye,so cute." Warning!Do NOT judge a book by its cover!'Cos when we jogged past them,one of the dog barked and pounced at us!

Dom was fast to react and evaded the cunning little dog,but I wasn't that lucky.Dom was infront of me,blocking my vision ahead.When he evaded,I didn't had the time to react.All I saw was this black object flying towards me.The next moment,I felt a sting in my left hamstring but I didn't bother much.After running for a while,it evolved to a burning sensation.OMFG!!!THAT B***CH BIT ME!!!

Yes,THAT B***CH BIT ME!Luckily not his two upper and lower jaw managed to sink in,only his top few scratched my leg.BUT IT F***ING BIT ME!

We still continued as plan to complete our workout at Bishan Park.Only when we returned to school,did James helped me apply alcohol to cleanse it.

OMFG.AM I GONNA HAVE RABIES?!*Howls*

Clavance's joke:
When the dog bite Teng,Teng didn't become a weredog.The dog became a were-Teng!Then when full moon,it'll start telling lame jokes.Hur Hur...

Haha,I'm seriously getting to Clavance.
Die dao le,yao dong de pa qi lai
Cheers to the Cross-Country team for clinching the 3rd place for Bdiv and 2nd for C on Wednesday afternoon at the CCAB!

They complained about a few nasty dirty-play neighbourhood runners pushing them,elbowing them at the start,causing them to fall hard to the ground and face some tramples.Ouch!But undeterred they were and gritted their teeth,stood up and race on.That's the spirit!Unfortunately,Mr Koh failed to acknowledged that.

And poor Qiulin suffered a terrible stitch during the race.Well,don't feel too hard on yourself.What's over is over.Life's a roller-coaster ride,it wouldn't be worth the money without all the ups and downs and loopy-loops would it?Just sit back,and enjoy the ride!Hey,at least you didn't get bitten by a dog and risk having contracted rabies!!!

2008-04-13T20:54:00.000+08:00

Sugar Rush
Alright,we get it...We've learnt our lesson that Macs ain't good for us.Training was hell on wednesday.Literally!The stadium was an inferno!And after training,spookily,everybody was having this irritating dry cough,dunnoe why.So we decided to follow Teo for Sugar Cane at AMK.

Joke of the day:

Isaac: You know,other people drink very fast will get brain freeze,but I won't.I never get brain freeze one,even if it's iced(sugar cane).

Timo:*Quick to rebutt* 'Cos you no brain!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Encore!Encore!En...

Saturday was jam-packed with activities.First,art lesson,then CIP flag day and to end the day,to treat my ears (not to meantion my poor tired legs) to Yiyin's school choir at Victoria Concert Hall.

Jiacai,Grace,Juanne were surprised to find ourselves spoilt for choice(THEY thought it would be fully-packed).We sat at the second level.

Blonde Act 101:

So Juanne was hoping to not see her bf's ex,Amelia? there.Grace was leaving her seat to go find her friends and Juanne asked her to tell her is she sees Amelia.While she was away,Amelia and her friends,coincidentally,sat right behind us.When Grace returned,she jolted and exclaimed out loud "*Shriek*Juanne!*points behind*Amelia!Hi Amelia!" Jiacai,Juanne and I had the same reaction,bowed our heads and covered with our hands.Then I whispered to Juanne beside me "Grace must have been a Blonde before..."

At the end of the concert,the MC lost her smile and looked around appalled with her widened eyes,"No encore?" lol naturally,there was.The whole school was hollering for an encore.So the conductor came out and they presented us another piece.BUT!OF all songs,they chose the first song - the most sian,irritating one.-.-" after that,no more encores.lol

Overall,it was pretty interesting,especially the last part where they had a musical.Got us all laughing.

Clarke Quay:Isn't the view just breathtaking?The city lights shimmering in the backdrop,reflecting down on the Singapore River,the trainquility of it all,the people there.Simply magnificent.

At the train station: Omg!What just flew past?!Oh,it's just the train...

2008-04-05T12:04:00.000+08:00

Back To Square(canvas) One
Went to school early in the morn to attend for Art lesson.The school invited this famous local artist,Mr Zhang,to help us in our coursework.After some disussion,he felt that my composition was a little off and advised me to change.

Another Canvas!!!

Oh My Holy #!%#$^#&@!!

*faints*

Too Many Artists Spoil The Masterpiece
I was doing some things that Mr Zhang told me to,while he attended to other students.For example,laying the background on the canvas.

Then came along Mr Tan,showing me how to paint in another way(on my canvas).Then Mr Chua,in another(still on my canvas).

So wow,my canvas has a wide array of strokes.

And who shall I listen to?!

Patience is Virtue
No wonder they say that you've gotta have patience to do Art.Especially when your teacher's an ass.

Mr Zhang told me to get some paint ready for the background.So there I was pourin' and mixin'.Then Mr Tan told me to be daring and just pour,and he poured a whole lot of paint into the bucket.And he was the one who kept naggin' to us that we've gotta save paint,just pour what you need.He just said "Ni yi wei ah!"

After that,I walked over to Mr Zhang to ask if the colour was right.Startled,he exclaimed "Wah zhe me duo ah?"

I explained that it was Mr Tan's doing,and I turned to point at him.

And there he was,sitting down,givin' me that sly laughter.

Wtf???Hen bu de gei ta yi ba zhang.

**Names have been changed to protect the identity of the Asses**

2008-03-30T21:57:00.000+08:00

We Lovin' It!
What do you do after 2 days of race and clinchin' 2 medals back home?You go to Macs,baby!

How many burgers,fries,sundaes,mcflurry,apple pies does it take to fill a hungry track team?

Now,this is what I call,Big Mac.

Speaking of Junk Food...

Caught you red handed,Nathan!(in white;in shock)

Everybody,say double CHEESE burger!

2008-03-28T21:10:00.001+08:00

Cat High Tradition
It's that time of the year again-The annual Catholic High Sports Night-when the whole school comes together; when they slog their hearts out and strive to bring honour and glamour to their individual houses; when the battle for the Plaque begins.

It was certainly the most looked forward to event of the year.Well,afterall it's not everyday that we get a half-day off.

The students were there,the teachers were there,parents were there,even the almighty Greek God,Zeus couldn't resist witnessing the Olympic inspired event.He has became a regular spectator,earning a spot in the skies,over the years.

It has since became a tradition in the Catholic High history that there will be a thunderstorm on Sports Night.

And whoever said dark gloomy clouds always accompanies the rain.Today,the sky was a clear sheet of azure blue,stained by maybe a few blots of pure white clouds.However,rain still managed to find its way to Catholic High from that grey cloud on the other side.

Oh,must I add,that it is also a tradition that our Sports Night isn't a one night affair.Due to the bad weather,it has to be postponed.

I guess they'd have to rename it Sport Nights.

Hairy Affair
Two days ago,on Wednesday,was the most dreaded Hair Check Day,another chapter to add to Catholic High's Big Book of Traditions and Culture.

Although I did had my hair cut,1 week+ ago,I had a gut feeling that I'd fail due to my long 'tail'.Long enough to fail,that is.

And my instinct was right,I did fail.We all thought Mr Teo was checking us.I thought I still had my chances with him.However,before he could reach the end of the columns of Sec4 Classes,Ms Tan started from the other end.My class.

And in her hands was a box of murder tools,a pair of scissors,a shaver and god knows what else;they weren't fo sho,yo.

She cut a few people's hair,but not mine and a few others.She said cutting 'kiu mo' was much complicated,so yeah.

However,I'd rather have my hair cut than to incur the wrath of GKY the next morning,at assembly.I should have seen that comin'...

Training ended late the day before and I had to go out to eat with my family since Mom didn't cook,on top of that,I was heavily burdened with homework.And there was morning training the next day,which meant skipping re-check at morning assembly.So I didn't cut.

That same morning,at Geography class,Ms Tan our Geo teacher called the failures up to check again.So I earned myself another lecture...

Sigh,it's not very frequent that I fail.Out of the many hair checks conducted,the consequence faced this one had to be that great.

2008-03-22T19:31:00.000+08:00

Backpack Besties

Yesterday,Besties had our first backpack overseas!To......Sentosa!Ok,so it's more of an oversea.haha

To celebrate Justin's and Juanne's super sweet sixteen in style,we conned them,and got their parents to play accomplice.

We told them to meet in the afternoon to go to Reuben's for a BBQ,but actually we met up in the morning to surprise them at their homes!

The initial plan to scare their souls out in bed was ruined by everyone's inability to adhere to the meeting time.So spent 1hour aimlessly waiting,not to mention fuming.And the cake was melting...

Even Qiulin,who had to go bai bai in the morn and supposed to be join us half and hour later came earlier then everyone.Shame on you guys yo!

When we arrived at Ju's place,she was bathing,so we quickly hid in her bedroom to wait for her to come in.When she did,we SURPRISE! her with her present and the cake.She rated her surprise 5/10 -.- cos Qiulin's call to inform her parents about us surprising gave it away.Tsk!Tolcha to ask your mother to call.

Justin's was a more successful one.We had his dad distract him and we hid in his sister's room.While waiting,we were so nervous,and suddenly...we heard Justin singing and he zao xia-ed!HAHAHAHAHA omg,so diu lian.

At Sentosa,we were taking a huge risk cos Bishan was pouring and we could SEE lightning.But it was a good gamble,cos the skies eventually cleared up.And it was all fun,fun,fun.

We got a good spot and settled down.Then we head on down to the water to play Monkey!We also played volleyball,touch rugby,frisbee and just sitting on the bridge and dipping our feets in the water and chat.

At the end of the day,we got sand in our butts but hey,we had the time of our lives.Absolutely fantastic.We should try that again!

Oh,and guess who we saw!Joanne Peh at Vivo Food Republic!=)

You Just got Dao-ed!

Today,CIP day for Singapore Cancer Society.Went to Plaza Singapura with James and Clement to collect our tin,which became bags -.- stupid.

We first went to Novena Square to solicit,very good response.

We wanted to walk to Orchard,but eventually lost our way so went back to Plaza Sing,also cos outta stickers and people refused to donate without having stickers -.-

=P then went to watch a movie.Step Up!!!Uber uber uber cool.Einfach Spitze!The songs that complimented the moves were a good choice and the moves themselves was...oh,the audience says it all..."Ooooooooh!" Just makes you wanna get your ass off your seat and start boogie-ing down.

Then walked to Orchard and met up with Annabelle and her floorball...stick?It has a name!Josh!

There was this tin man acting as a statue to earn money and we kept teasing him lol We just wanted to see whether he'd laugh.

Have you heard the latest clue about Mas Selamat?He's actually a girl.Because he's one third(wanted) man!

Then we started yo mama jokes.Then I said "Yo mama so silvery!" HAHA didn't know how to continue that.

We then went to Plaza Singapura,and there were people from some japanese restaurants giving out flyers and if you take em you will get some free gift or something.James asked for two of them and she replied..."no." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Kena 'ject!

After that,it rained and we were tired so we returned early and went home.

Can't remember how much we collected nor how many times I laughed today.

2008-03-18T21:13:00.000+08:00

INsectVASION
Oh,the horror...Don't you just abominate those creepy crawlies?Not that I would kill them,but it really bugs me when they fang ai wo zuo shi.

The moment I returned home from Third Lang,I have been constantly pestered by them.

First it was a beetle hovering around while I was enjoying my delectable dinner;was super uber hungry.

Then it was a ginormous mosquitoe in the shower!And it apparently was water proof-ed.-.-

Then it was a bee! in my studyroom while I was wrecking my brains doing Math!Absolutely abominate bees.They have become a regular patron in my studyroom.

Then after the bee has gone away,again,while doing Math,something was on my neck that made me itch.So I scratched it and to my utter horror,it was an insect!Dunnoe what,couldn't see where it got swatted away to.

If this goes on,my house would be an insect museum.Sigh,wonder what other species would I encounter.

2008-03-15T18:39:00.000+08:00

Snap and win!

That's right,stick your head out and smile and win......

...An exclusive Privilege Card at The Heerens!

Clement and I was in town yesterday to catch "The Spiderwick Chronicles".Not bad.Kinda disappointing ending,but funny.If you liked Narnia,you should like this =)

After that,we spent the whole afternoon roaming the streets of Orchard lol.

There was this promotion thingy outside the Heerens.All you have to do is take a picture with the tribal cardboard men and show it to the people there and you will earn yourself a Privilege card!And you will also earn yourself a chance to win a trip to Europe,which of course not applicable to us due to our age.

We were shopping in Heerens and discovered that almost every shop was having sales!Adidas has 30% discount.Flesh Imp,50.Puma tops it all with 80!and many many more outlets.I just had to get the privilege card to enjoy more discounts!

...Which apparently NOT.The discounts vary from shop to shop,and the discounts could not be used on top of the shops' own.And the discounts from the sales were obviously more than what offered from the card.Tsk.

Walked alot.But bought nothing haha ironically.We treated our jaded legs to a feast at Newton Circus.Yum!

Oh,Clement and I witnessed something spectacular.We saw a heart in the sky!This two...now,what's the collective word for clouds?,this two 'fluff' of clouds were seperating,and they revealed the sky,in the shape of a heart!Too bad we were too slow to capture it on camera.

2008-03-12T19:30:00.000+08:00

Warmth in the Rain
It was raining jaguars and huskies today.

And Teo had to further dampen our spirits by demanding us to run in the rain!Argh!

And to make matters worst,the rain got heavier!It was like a blanket of H2O molecules!But that's his motto,"Rain or shine,training persists!"

Our jerseys got so sticky to our body,that we decided to flaunt our macho assets and run topless!lol O wells,at least it ain't freaking hot...

Just when we thought it couldn't get any heavier,after training,it did!Talkin' about expecting the unexpected.

Dominic,Yunli,Clavance,Qihang,Louis and I cuddled under 3 umbrellas and trudged towards J8!Clavance almost slipped and fell on his butt if it weren't for me haha.So we decided to wait for the bus,which was a long 20min wait!

So we chatted and chatted and Qihang told us a hilarious joke.Last year,when he went to find Mr Ian Chew to join the Basketball team,he said "Erm,can I see Mr Lan Chew?" HAHAHA and Mr Chew just chuckled.Throughout the whole conversation with him,he addressed him as "Mr Lan Chew!"And at the end of it,Mr Chew had to tell him "Erm,I'm not Mr Lan Chew..."

At J8,we indulged ourselves in a bowl of hot,delectable Black Sesame Paste at the basement.Dom told us it was good,guo ran ming bu xu chuan!

It was simply shiok to savour a hot bowl of dessert on a rainy day like this.But there was something more than that that thawed us.It was that heartwarming feeling of doing everything as a team.

The rain.You've gotta love it.

2008-03-09T21:45:00.000+08:00

Spoilt for choice
My dad brought us down to "Art Friend" at Bras Basah Complex to get my art stuff this afternoon.

That was once place where you would really learn to comprehend the phrase "Spoilt for choice."You want paper,they've got A1-A infinity,from black to white,ultra smooth to ultra rough,thin to thick.You want glue,they've got those that adheres all the way from paper to fabrics.You want pencils,they've got HB,2B,4B,6B,fine art,graphite,charcoal,watercolour,studio.

You name it,they've got it!Took a hell lotta time and brain cells to decide which to choose.

2008-03-09T21:15:00.000+08:00

Cold Crowd
Qiulin,Yiyin and I were at Pres High yesterday,for their carnival.We were mainly there to support Jiacai and Marcus's band.

Coincedentally met up with Chi Shun and Ahmad outside the hall.We were all like hungry ghosts waiting for the hell gate to open.After a long long long wait,it finally did!Only to reveal a man telling us to enter from another entrance -.-

They warned us that the MP was inside,so everyone mantained silence inside.To un-high us even further,they kicked start the concert with a percussion band -.-" Everyone sat down. lol

Finally,they brought on the real bands.Jiacai's and Marcus's was the first!

Quite disappointing though,due to an array of technical problems.So maybe being the first isn't good afterall.lol Marcus tried to rally the crowd to stand up,but no response.hahahaha poor Porky...

There was a short hiatus to the performance and Jiacai came to join us in the crowd.The MC came out,again,attempting to get us all high(obviously to no avail).She got herself a girl,all she need was a guy.When she walked over to our side of the crowd,we volunteered Jiacai.HAHA you should have seen Jiacai dancing on stage.

After a few of PHS's showcase of talents,it was time to bring up the REAL action.They invited a few of external singers and bands which really showed the people how to rock lol

There was this particular band,which was uber cool.Apart from the dashing guitarist that earned the ear-splitting screams of many girls,the lead singer's voice was....whoa!

Their "Sweet Child Of Mine" was simply breath-taking.Marcus and I was SO high,we stood up and moshed!!!And the lead singer came down to pass Marcus the mic!HAH!Everyone clapped for us lol So paiseh!

As Marcus was having the hunger pangs,we left at 8 for dinner.We indulged ourselves by giving us a treat to Swensons to end the long day.

Yum yum...

2008-03-05T21:37:00.000+08:00

Rain worth putting up with
The highlight of the day was Catholic High's,must say 'annual',Basketball Zonal Finals!Up against Queenstown secondary.

Due to the delay at the house meetings,we left late and had to go under the rain...

Fortunately,the match hadn't commenced when we arrived at Toa Payoh Sports Hall.We managed to catch a glimpse of the B Div Girls Match.Pretty clear victory by RGS.

When our guys entered the court,I was quite surprised,I must say,that everybody was pretty enthusiastic.

With the tip-off possession gained by us,we had a good head-start with 11-0 within the first few minutes.Scored mostly by Gurbass.

Nevertheless,we continued to cheer them on,spurring CHS to prevail on.

It was pretty exhilerating to see our classmates playing,which we seldom did in the previous years,with the stronger seniors over-shadowing them.

The suspense and anxiety was at its peak during the final quarter,despite our conspicuous lead of 50 points or so.There was a new goal to the game.It was clear that we've won.But we wanted to break the 100 barrier.

The pressure on the players was intense.You could see it.They were nervous as hell.Having the ball in your hands was a huge burden.

With 92 points with just 1min winding down the clock,it seemed almost impossible.However,they never eased off.

At 98,the class clown zhi yi,Jason Pok hung a scheming smile on his face,as if he was saying "Aiya heck coach,anyhow play lah.Yi bai fen here we come!" With that in mind,he accelerated down the court and earned a foul.

Bounce,bounce,bounce...chop!As the margin grew narrower,the suspense increased,the pressure increased.

Bounce,bounce,bounce...Thud!"ARGHHH!!!",the crowd barked in unison.He missed!!!The score was 99,just one more point,and he missed!

The opponents surged down to the other end of the court,and suddenly,a bad pass cost them a backcourt violation!We were in possession!

Every.single.person.stood up,jumped up!Will we hit 100?

The golden ball landed in the hands of a Sec3.He made a jumpshot.No Good!Argh!

Just when all hopes seemed lost,the underperformed Indian(no racism intended) from Sec 2 Sports class,grabbed the rebound,jumped,put up with some resistance,off the glass,AND SCORED!With just about 10seconds left on the clock.

We did it!We breaked a.hundred.points.!We threw our hands up and gave a manly roar.It was one of the rare events the whole school could rejoice together with.

The high scorer,MVP of the game,and probably the most improved player over the years,goes to Gurbass!He was fantastic today.He must have scored like 30 or more points?lol Keep up the good work,young man.

And then,there was training......

2008-03-04T19:14:00.000+08:00

Wurtschen!
Happy German Day!(Do they say that????)

MOELC was selling this shirt to celebrate the occasion.It comes in two designs.Junge(boy) or Madel (Girl).I...bought Madel.So brave right haha I thought there would be like-minders,but I was looking around,and I think the most guys I saw wearing Madel was...2?

Was looking forward to today.Well...mainly 'cos of the food...hehe

Was kinda disappointed though.There wasn't as many varieties as I had in mind.There were only Wurtschen (sausages),Katoffelauflauf (Potato salad) and Bretzeln (Pretzel).

As Marcus pang seh-ed me,I asked,or as Clement put it,threathened him to come.

Tried everything.It was yum.my.Though the pretzel was a little too tough.The Wurtschen rocks!

Just when I went to buy more Wurtschen,the seniors kept everything and told us we had to go up to the auditorium liao.Damn.

In the Auditorium,the seniors gave their presentation about their trip to Germany.Looks really really fun.

Then they put up a skit about the mistakes they made when conversing in Deutschland.Uber.em.ba.rras.sing.lol everyone had a good laugh.

Some guy from the Singapore German Embassy gave us a speech.Ironic that he spoke in an American accent.He told us a whole lotta stuff about Germany...

Then we went down to the canteen to play games.German,games.

I was eager to hunt for more Wurtschen.lol AND I DID!I found their 'kitchen'.But.They told me no more Wurtschen liao -.- so I settled for the Pretzel.

Overall,I think it's a good bonding opportunity for our class.

So this is to Marcus.See lah,pang seh me lah,you don't know what you're missin' man.haha

2008-03-03T19:11:00.000+08:00

Dampening our spirits
Alright,it's official.Teo is the almighty Weather God.We shall name him 'Storm'!lol Come to think of it,they have matching greyish hair!Haha!

2008-03-01T15:51:00.000+08:00

Leaping Across the Leap Year
Yesterday was February 29th!And what better way to spend it by catching "The Leap Years",on February 29th!lol

I can finally,safely say that Singapore's got talent!There's been enough of cliched,disappointing and hackneyed local movies.At last,someone dares challenge the statement,"Local shows sucks."

I absolutely exhort EVERYONE to watch it.It is so wonderfully,beautifully made.The lines,the setting,the little little actions,details,it is absolutely awe-inspiring!I love the quotes,they're so simple,yet very impactful,very appropriate.And the first few lines of the introduction is so breathtaking, it captured my heart immediately,and I'm sure many others too.

The movie was so captivating,it pulled the heart strings of many. The audience was so connected with the characters. The most heartening part was when the guy accepted Li An's date,in such an unique way,that the audienced applauded in unison!

In the midst of clapping,laughing,oh-ing,ah-ing,aww-ing,it also made tears flow.It's quite a tear jerker,you can ask Yiyin.She wept all the way.lol

So,do if you weren't catching "The Leap Years" on the 'leap day',I don't know where you were.You've just wasted this once in every 4 years moment.haha

60Cents a Sin
Just got home from training,and wow does my ass hurts.

All thanks to Qihang's burning crave for ice cream on wednesday.We went to Macs after training and ate Vanilla cone ice cream!

It was yummy but...Cost me a hell lotta lactic in my ass today.

2008-02-26T19:31:00.000+08:00

Rushed this long essay in the middle of the night yesterday. Pardon for any mistakes. You might have noticed that, if you're a movie fan, I copied a bit from "The Prestige".

Self and Selfishness

Every magic trick consists of three parts, or acts. The first part is called, “The Pledge”; the magician shows you something ordinary, a deck of cards, a bird or a man. After showing the object, perhaps he would ask you to inspect it, to see that if it is indeed, real, normal, not tampered with. But of course, it probably is not. The second act is called “The Turn”. The magician takes the ordinary something, and makes it do something extraordinary, maybe making it disappear. You would be looking for the secret, but you would not find it; because you are not really looking. You do not really want to know; you want to be fooled. But you would not clap yet, because making something disappear is not enough, you have to bring it back. That is why every magic trick has a third act, the hardest and most sought after part, the part that is called, “The Prestige”.

That night was the Great Eric Fletcher’s debut performance of his new act, “The Teleportation”. The Raphael Theatre was fully packed, every seat was occupied the old and silly moneyed. The ladies were fashionably donned in pure white straight, Empire silhouette, blooming into exaggerating skirts and sleeves. The gentlemen donned black knee-length frock coats, with lapels at the collar and a crimson red flower. Only they could present white and black in such great class.

The lights dimmed, smothering the entire theatre in darkness. An intense beam of white light directed our eyes to centre stage. The tall, well endowed with broad shoulders and looks that would turn heads Fletcher stood with sangfroid, and as still as a pole on the well-polished, wood-planked stage. With the rise of his arms, the curtains drew upwards. The audience applauded enthusiastically.

There was a thick, overwhelming cloud of suspense in the stale air. Everyone was anticipating to be stupefied; including me, but for all the wrong reasons.

Eric, James and I grew up as close friends, constantly exposed to the occult. We bought tickets to every major magic performance in town, hoping to discover their secrets. Eventually, we became apprentices under the Great Alfred Alegrea and gradually carried the title of the Great ourselves. We used to perform every show together, and each time without fail, we would render the audience in awe. We loved the utter bewilderment depicted on their faces; but we loved Magic even more. We knew that we could not grow exponentially with the presence of the others. So we split, holding our own solo performances; to further develop our skills independently; and also, to see who was better. Of what started off as a friendly competition slowly mutated into a bitter rivalry for we soon developed a new love. The love for the limelight. We knew the stage was not big enough for the three of us. We wanted to be the best. We wanted to be the most prestigious. Out of jealousy, we would show up at each other’s performances in disguises, to steal secrets, to sabotage tricks and ultimately cause public embarrassment.

I was there, at the front row, fifth seat from the left. I was dressed also in a black frock coat and top hat, so as to blend in with the rest. I pasted a dark brown moustache above my lips and a beard, extending from my side burns, along my jaws. There was no way Fletcher could recognize me. I glared into Fletcher’s eyes intensely. I abominated him. I wanted to rid him. Vengeance engulfed me.

The audience applauded vehemently to Fletcher’s esoteric escape trick from a colossal tank of water sealed with a pad-lock, while having his limbs binded tightly with ropes. Next up was the long awaited highlight of the night, “The Teleportation.”
On the left side of the stage was a monumental capsule made of pure iron. On the top of it were tons of thick cables, linking to a generator at the centre of the stage, and another capsule at the right.

Fletcher requested for volunteers to inspect the machine. I raised my hand with aplomb. His gorgeous assistant invited me and a few others up on stage. While everyone was captivated in inspecting the machine, I stealthily crept back stage. I knew that for every disappearing act, there had to be a trap door, which leads to under the surface of the stage. All I had to do was to ambush him when he falls and render him unconscious with a hankerchief, dabbed with drugs and prevent him from executing “The Prestige”.

While lowering my top hat and trudging towards backstage, a guard, at the side of the stage, thrusted my right shoulder abruptly and stopped me. “Where do you think you’re going?” I retorted, “I’m part of the act, idiot.” I slammed my shoulder against his and stomped towards the stairs leading downstairs. While surging down the stairs, a shabbily dressed bearded man, about my height, was coming up. He came to an abrupt halt before me, before sprinting off. Our eyes intertwined for a moment. I thought he looked familiar for a second.

After reaching the bottom of the basement, I was absolutely flabbergasted. The huge tank of water from the previous act was there, right below the opening of the trap door. “Was this part of his act?” Before I could figure out anything, the opening of the trapdoor startled me. Fletcher plopped into the water tank and it snapped shut. Fletcher struggled vigorously, he tried to scream and a tremendous amount of air bubbles gushed up to the top. His eyes then widen and glared menacingly at me. My heart was palpitating wildly. I was astounded, unclear of what had happened. Then, it hit me hard in the back of my head, like a solid brick wall. “James…” I placed my right palm on the transparent glass of the tank and looked at Fletcher with the softest of eyes and mouthed, “It…wasn’t…me…”

“Quick! Get down there!” The uproarious holler panicked me. I immediately sprinted towards the stairs. However, it was all too late, I was punched in the nose and I tumbled down the stairs, landing on the ground. Two people pinned my down while two others attempted to release Fletcher. I was in excruciating pain.

“You murderer! You killed Eric Fletcher!” As I lied down, chin flat on the ground, I witnessed Fletcher slowly losing the spirit to struggle and floating to the top. Wonderful memories of time spent together as best of friends slowly flashed in my head like a film roll. I was guilt-ridden and forlorn. Never would I expect our hunger for fame to end with a death. If only I was not so obsessed with my personal interests and mutate it into selfishness, this would not have happened.

Tears meandered along the outline and formed a teardrop at the corner of my eye and trickled down my cheek. Self, the root of all evil.

2008-02-24T21:28:00.000+08:00

A hefty price to pay for
Finally got a replacement for my ancient,problematic,spoilt Z520i.A W580!

And whoa,does it come with a hefty price.And I don't mean in terms of money (although it was ex).

After browsing the brochures and phones exhibited at a Sony Ericsson road show and Singtel and Sony Ericsson,my Mummy and I finally returned to the road show.Unfortunately,the ravishing lady wasn't there anymore.(My Mummy said that.)

After some internal debate and persuasion from the sales assistant,my Mummy finally beared to part with $438.

So they happily took out a new set,opened it,took out the phone and inserted a sim card for me to test.However,I realised the Sim card wasn't inserted properly.And they realised she had inserted it wrongly and was got damn hard to take it out!

So one of them ran to the shop to get it out.

At that moment,my Mummy was already jaded,impatient,annoyed and furious.

Everyone was apologising for letting us wait so long,except the salesgirl who served us.Instead,she was telling my Mummy to "relax..." Uh oh,that sparked off my Mummy's anger.And she wasn't one to lose her temper easy.

She scolded her,and she was utterly stunned!I tried to hold her back and soothe her anger.Then she snatched the cash from her hands and stomped off.Ok,at that moment,I was utterly stupefied too.

Eventually she caught up and kept apologising and reiterating that they've opened a new set,they cannot not sell it.But my Mummy won't settle unless they would open a new set.She was infuriated that 1)If the saleslady wasn't sure how to insert the Sim card,she should've asked for assistance 2)She was tired and there was no seat 3)During the process of extracting the Sim card,don't know how,that the phone might be damaged.

On account that I liked the phone and that the promotion ends today,she went back.

And true enough,the phone was damaged!Whether or not the Sim card was inserted properly or not,the phone couldn't read it.

So they had no choice but to give us a new one,a working one,that is.

Sigh,if I knew that buying a new phone would incurr so much trouble,I should have just stayed at home with my Mummy.

Sorry,Mummy!And thank you,love you!

2008-02-23T22:43:00.000+08:00

Chingay comes to Bishan
Was downstairs not long ago,laying our butts on the spiky,damp grassfield. My mother was very eager to catch the Chingay parade.

So we waited and waited,and as time past,what came were only more and more people.Practically the whole neighbourhood was down to witness this extravaganza!Di di,mei mei,ge ge,jie jie,ma ma,ba ba,gong gong,po po,ah gong,ah ma,ah beng,ah seng,ah mao,ah gou,you name it,we got it.Very heartening to note that people actually appreciates this event.

It was very irritating to keep hearing people muttering "Lai le,lai le!" and you turn your heads and all you see are cars streaming down the road.-.-

After about 45min since we came down?,it finally "Lai le,lai le!" Well,the first vehicle we saw were...traffic police motorcycles hahahaha following by the real parade,of course.

It was absolutely spectacular,with all the dazzling lights and loud music,bring light and sound and life to the quite,stale neighbourhood.Everyone was held in awe!Everyone was waving frantically at the ministers,the people on board the parade.It was certainly a once in a lifetime experience and worth the wait.

However,there was a slight disappointment as it was kinda short.There was a short hiatus after the end of the parade,then cars started streaming in again.Followed by a "Huh,zhe yang er yi ah?" lol

After dinner,Mummy brought us to watch the Getai at the market square.And wow,I am actually impressed by the singer's voices.It was just as good as watching "xing guang da dao",just that it was in Hokkien,mandarin and a lil' localised english.But hey,that's our culture for you.

Probably the only difference is that you have a really clown MC,cracking jokes,spicing up the performance.So it's kinda like a singing performance+variety show on stage in the heartlands.

It kinda hit me at that moment that,hey,maybe we do have some culture or tradition.Getais!It was a great way for the neighbourhood to share moments together.

So overall,I had a whole new different kind of art experience,was truly an eye-opener.Goes to show that art really takes different forms.

2008-02-22T19:16:00.000+08:00

The Scarlet Ibis
Summer was dead,but autmn had not yet been born when the ibis came to the bleeding tree.It's strange that all this is so clear to me,now that time has ahd its way.But sometimes (like right now) I sit in the cool green parlor,and I remember Doodle.

Doodle was about the craziest brother a boy ever had.Doodle was born when I was seven and was,from the start,a disappointment.He seemed all head,with a tiny body that was red and shriveled like an old man's.Everybody thought he was going to die.

Daddy had the carpenter build a little coffin, and when he was three months old,Mama and Daddy named him William Armstrong.Such a name sound good only on a tombstone.

When he crawled on the rug,he crawled backward,as if he were in reverse and couldn't change gears.This made him look like a doodlebug,so I began calling him "Doodle".Renaming my brother was probably the kindest thing I ever did for him,because nobody expects much from someone called Doodle.

Daddy built him a cart and I had to pull him around.If I so much as picked up my hat,he'd start crying to go with me;and Mama would call from whereever she was,"Take Doodle with you."

So I dragged him across the cotton field to share the beauty of Old Woman Swamp.I lifted him out and sat him down in the soft grass.He began to cry.

"What's the matter?"

"It's so pretty,Brother,so pretty."

After that,Doodle and I often went down to Old Woman Swamp.

There is inside me (and with sadness I have seen it in others) a knot of cruelty borne by the stream of love.And at times I was mean to Doodle.One time I showed him his casket,telling him how we all believed he would die.When I made him touch the casket,he screamed.And even when outside in the bright sunshine he clung to me,crying,"Dont leave me,Brother!Don't leave me!"

Doodle was five years old when I turned 13.I was embarrassed at having a brother of that age who couldn't walk,so I set out to teach him.We were down in Old Woman Swamp."i'm going to teach you to walk,Doodle,"I said.

"Why?"
"So I won't have to haul you around all the time."
"I can't walk,Brother."
"Who says so?"
"Mama,the doctor-everybody."

"Oh,you can walk."I took him by the arms and stood him up.He collapsed on to the grass like a half-empty flour sack.It was as if his little legs had no bones.

"Don't hurt me brother."

"Shut up.I'm not going to hurt you.I'm going to teach you to walk." I heaved him up again,and he collapsed.

"I just can't do it."

"Oh,yes you can,Doodle.All you got to do is try.Now come on," and I hauled him up once more.

It seemed so hopeless that it's a miracle I didn't give up.But all of us must have something to be proud of,and Doodle had become my something.

Finally one day he stood along for a few seconds.When he fell,I grabbed him in my arms and hugged him,our laughter ringing through the swamp like a bell.Now we knew it could be done.

We decided not to tell anyone until he was actually walking.At breakfast on our chosen day I brought Doodle to the door in the cart.I helped Doodle up; and when he was standing alone,I let them look.There wasn't a sound as Doodle walked slowly across the room and sat down at the table.Then Mama began to cry and ran over to him,huging him and kissing him.Daddy hugged him,too.Doodle told them it was I who had taught him to walk,so they wanted to hug me,and I began to cry.

"What are you crying for?" asked Daddy,but I couldn't answer.They didn't know that I did it just for myself,that Doodle walked only because I was ashamed of having a crippled brother.

Within a few months,Doodle had learned to walk well.Since I had succeeded in teaching Doodle to walk,I began to believe in my own infallibility.I decided to teach him to run,to row,to swimb,to climb trees,and to fight.Now,he too,believed in me;so,we set a deadline when Doodle could start school.

But Doodle couldn't keep up with the plan.Once,he collapsed on the ground and began to cry.

"Aw,come on,Doodle.You can do it.Do you want to be different from everybody else when you start school?'

"Does it really make any difference?"

"It certainly does.Now,come on."

And so we came to those days when summer was dead by autumn had not yet been born.It was Saturday noon,just a few days before the start of school.Daddy,Mama and Doodle,and i were seated at the dining room table,having lunch.Suddenly from the yard came a strange croaking noise.Doodle stopped eating."What's that?" He slipped out into the yard,and looked up into the bleeding tree."It's a big red bird"

Mama snd Daddy came out.On the topmost branch perched a bird the size of a chicken,with scarlet feathers and long legs.

At that moment,the bird began to fluter.It tumbled down through the bleeding tree and landed at our feet with a thud.Its graceful neck jercked twice and then straightened out,and the bird was still.It lay on the earth like a broken vase of red flowers,and even death could not mar its beauty.

"What is it?" Doodle asked.

"It's a scarlet ibis," Daddy said.

Sadly,we all looked at the bird.How many miles had it travelled to die like this,in our yard,beneath the bleeding tree?

Doodle knelt beside the ibis."I'm going to bury him."

As soon as I had finished eating,Doodle and I hurried off to Horsehead Landing.It was time for a swimming lesson,but Doodle said he was too tired.When he reached Horsehead Landing,lightning was flashing across half the sky,and thunder was drowning out the sound of the sea.

Doodle was both tired and frightened.He slipped on the mud and fell.I helped him up,and he smiled at me ashamedly.He had failed and we both knew it.He would never be like the other boys at school.

We started home,trying to beat the storm.The lightning was near now.The faster I walked,the faster he walked,so I began to run.

The rain came,roaring through the pines.And then,like the bursting Roman candle,a gum tree ahead of us was shattered by a bolt of lightning.When the deafening thunder had died,I heard Doodle cry out,"Brother,Brother,don't leave me!Don't leave me!"

The knowledge that our plans had come to nothing was bitter,and that streak of cruelty within me awakened.I ran as fast as I could,leaving him far behind with a wall of rain dividing us.Soon I could hear his voice no more.

I stopped and waited for Doodle.The sound of rain was everywhere,but the wind had died and it fell straight down like ropes hanging from the sky.

I peered through the downpour,but no one came.Finally I went back and found him huddled beneath a red nightshade bush beside the road.He was sitting on the ground,his face buried in his arms,which were resting on drawn-up knees."Let's go,Doodle."

He didn't answer so I gently lifted his head.He toppled backward onto the earth.He had been bleeding from the mouth,and his neck and the front of his shirt were stained by a brilliant red.

"Doodle,Doodle." There was no asnwer but the ropy rain.I began to weep,and the tear-blured vision in red before me looked very familiar."Doodle!" I screamed above the pounding storm and threw my body to the earth above his.For a long time,it seemed forever,I lay there crying,sheltering my fallen scarlet ibis.

***

Love this piece of story Mr Heng gave us to end the day.

The theme was "Self and selfishness".

It's very engaging and insipiring,just makes you wanna pick up a pen and 'doodle',ramble a piece of your own.It makes one stop to ponder so often, (which one of the first would be what in the world's an Ibis?It's a native Australian bird;an ugly one) yet not irritating.

It's a very poignant one.I love the way the author slowly unfolds,evolve the narrator through different points of his life.Really elicits a wide array of emotions;connection with the narrator.

In actual fact,there are actually 3 main characters.Apart from the narrator and Doodle,the third and equally important one is the environment.The wonderful use of words and style brings the surroundings to life.

A sad ending,but how or what hapenned to Doodle is anyone's guess.Think about the foreshadowing, "How many miles had it travelled to die like this,in our yard,beneath the bleeding tree?"

Hope you've enjoyed reading it.I did.=)

2008-02-21T21:16:00.000+08:00

That Split Second
Gathered today at Bishan Park for our annual Cross Country!

Poor Yunli was lost so I spent 20min finding him lol.But it was nothing compared to him trying to find his way since he reached!Turns out he was at the other end of Bishan Park.tsk tsk tsk!

Wasn't really as nervous as last year.Apart from the fact that it's only 3.3+km muahahaha,could be Teo's inhuman training helped?

Have to admit,without Ms Cheang,the fighting spirit just aint there.We weren't running for Noel,we were running for our individual's timing.Just glad we got to experience it in our 4 years of cat high.

Before the race,Qingshan was suanning me cos he won me last year.So, "HAH!Beatcha!"

Surprised Melvin was that fast!Managed to cut him at the end.Went in together with Weiping,but still lost to him by a split split split of a split second!Came in 11th,medals awarded to top 10 -.-

Haha,ahh...But I aint really grieving over it.At least I got a team medal =)

Overall,Noel was second...Not bad,considering the suckiness of our juniors.Sec 4,of course,owned.=p

Battle on,Noel!

2008-02-20T19:32:00.000+08:00

Dining with awe
Two nights ago,I dined at this restaurant,"Long Beach".My dad was having his annual 'reunion dinner' with his old Oriental Hotel colleagues.

Everytime my Dad drove past 'that cool restaurant at the top of a hill',it never fails to intrigue and marvel me.I always wondered how it would feel like being there.

And two nights ago,I was there!In the midst of the umbrage of tall big trees,the whole ambience was fantastic!

At the waiting area,oblivious of what was going on (due to the overwhelming crowd),there were many ang mohs around;and my first notion was that it was a western restaurant.

However while walking to our VIP room,I realised it was a chinese restaurant!And it was pretty shocking to see ang mohs lao-ing yu sheng.LOL!

I love the VIP rooms.I observed the lights in awe.Apart from the magnificence of it,it was pretty smartly constructed,smart use of mirrors.

We did something sneaky that night.When the Yu Sheng was served and the waitress was outside,we dumped in a whole box of salmon!Wahahahaha yum yum...

And we bought abalone to add into our soup.LOL!

Overall,it was a breathtaking experience dinning there.The view is absolutely stunning and romantic.Shall bring my future girlfriend there!Look forward to patronizing it again!

Oh,and the waitress was chio!

2008-02-19T19:18:00.000+08:00

Kenneth Teng (14) 4-11

“Life”

Light faded into the what seemed perpetual path. The florescent lights above flickered continuously. I stretched my head out forward and squinted my eyes. Once again, I looked at the piece of scrunched paper in my quivering hands that Charlotte had given me. “This has to be the place.” I swallowed my drivel hard and slowly schlepped forward.

“Thump!” I jumped and froze in traumatism. Someone had emerged from the darkness and fallen on her knees right infront of me! At closer look, she was a girl, about my age. She looked jaded and dreary. Her hair was dry and disheveled; her eyes were droopy; her lips was pale and breached. I observed her as she supported herself up with one hand on the wall. She took a glimpse of me out of the corner of her eye as she staggered past me.

My heart was palpitating wildly; my palms were clammy; my breathing was heavy. I caressed my tummy in a circular motion. I knew I could not waste any more time. My tummy was becoming more conspicuous with each day past and that doggoned Leslie was nowhere to be found. I abominated him for abandoning me and leaving me to carry the burden alone. I abominated myself even more fort being so foolish and imprudent, but it was all too late.

After entering the illicit, cramp and bedraggled Abortion Centre, I grabbed a stool and sat down in queue. I noticed a lady beside me smothering her face in her hands as she wept uncontrollably.

Her name was Li Lin. She was just like me, deeply in debt by a moment of folly and abandoned. However, she wanted the baby. Despite her strong disapprobation to the idea of having an abortion, her mother compelled her to, threatening to disown her if she refused.

I was bewildered that she wanted to keep the child. I insisted on aborting mine in fear or incurring my parents’ wrath and humiliation by my friends. She stammered in a hoarse voice, “I…don’t…want to be a…a murderer!”

There was a long hiatus after that. The menacing word “Murderer” reverberated in my head. I was conscience-strickenned and forlorned. Indeed, she was right! All along I have only thought about myself, but I have neglected the fact that inside my womb was a life. A life waiting to be brought into the world and discover the many wonders life has to offer; and I was standing in its way; I was about to murder it.

“Next!” I glanced around and looked up at the tall, well-endowed and sweaty surgeon. I pointed to myself and cocked my eyebrow. He pulled down his mask with one finger and retorted, “Yes,you!”.

Lying on makeshift, lopsided operating table, I surveyed the room. There seemed to be an eerie, hair-raising atmosphere hanging in the air. As if the desolate souls of fetuses still lingered at the scene of crime; as if the Grim Reaper was at the corner of the room, watching, waiting…

I turned to the surgeon whose back was facing me. He was preparing his apparatus. I tilted my head curiously to get a closer look. My eyes widened with stupefaction. On the table was a tray, full of used gloves enshrouded with crimson red sinful blood.

Abruptly, I turned away. I gazed aimlessly into the ceiling fan above and thought about what Li Lin had said. Although I did not want my pregnancy to be discovered, I did not want to be convicted of murder either. It occurred to me that the little life in my womb was innocent and he deserved to live on like any other normal child. I did not want to live the rest of my life in guilt.

The loud smacking of rubber gloves startled me. I could hear the loud, heavy footsteps of the surgeon as he treaded towards me. I was in a dilemma; I was still debating whether I should abort the child. My hear was thumping wildly. I caressed my tummy in a circular motion.

And I realized it was not just my heart thumping. There were two.

With that as the final verdict, I gritted my teeth and slipped off the side of the table’ sprinted out of the room, out of the entrance, back into the darkness. As beads of tears whizzed behind me, I wore a grin on my face.

I was determined to bring that life to the world.

2008-02-15T21:45:00.000+08:00

Valentines
Happy Valentines to all couples out there,including mom and dad!

It might not be a very Boys School thing to celebrate this time of the year,but some people have plans of their own!Ah hem shall not mention names.

Spent Valentine morning and noon with Juliana!Ah-hem,no...She's our Lifeskills Workshop 'Coach'.*And she's quite chio lol right,Dillon?* Had loads of fun 'discovering' my inner self.

In Deustchen Klasse,OHMYGOD! Timothy gave FELICIA,a ROSE?!I don't know what's more appalling,the fact that he gave Felicia a rose,or that the rose was white.HAHAHA.

Although they were the scandalous 'couple' in class,but we didn't thought that they were THAT close...

Nevertheless,to singles out there alike,fret not 'cos it's equally good to spend Valentines,Single!

For starters,you get to share your love with as many people around as you as you wish,without incurring the jealousy of any!So spread the love,people!

Maybe it's the valentines atmosphere that made me changed my blogskin,yet again.(I know) Sorry Besties!Cannot see my face anymore Muahahahaha but nevermind the girl looks cool too.

2008-02-11T20:27:00.000+08:00

The End of The Cold War
Everyone attended training with low spirits.

Teo was unusually late.More than half an hour late.Bad sign,good sign.I dunnoe.It just meant we had to go home later lol.

We kept looking out from the corner of our eye at the gate,even though we didn't want to see him.Funny huh.

We got bored,so we went outside for a jog.They claimed they saw TeoS.But they all weren't!HAHAHA scammers.

Mr Yong eventually called him and he just hailed a cab,from WOODLANDS!Hah!More time to slack.

When he came,there was solemn tension and silence in the air.

Then Teo broked the silence."So,what's today's work out?" in a fairly good-mood way.Aye,was he actually in a good mood?

Well,apparently he was!He even changed the workout,to a BETTER one =)!The rest time was so long,we all became nua from it.

What's that?He even scrapped cooldown?!Hoorah!I was all ready and set,mentally prepared for the worst and he said "I don't intend to give you guys cooldown."It came as a pleasant surprise!

Well...Does this mean we won?Muahahahaha Knew he couldn't last.=p

"You gain something,you'll lose something" Part Two.
Just to add on to yesterday's moment of folly.

I followed my usual routine.Place my bottle at the parapet and off for warm up.

When I came back,OMG!Where's my bottle?????!

I ransacked the whole area,but I couldn't find it!

Could those stupid sec 1s and 2s who past by just now stole it?

My immediate next thought was.

Yunli.

Hahahahaha I dunnoe,natural instinct.But no,nobody has claimed to see it.Or hid it.

Then I gave up.No water to drink during workout T.T

Then I dunnoe if it was by chance,or deliberate,Yunli found my bottle at the side gate...-.-

*Phew*My Precious bottle.

And no,that does not make him my cai shen ye or 'man'luck or whatever.Lol

2008-02-10T21:36:00.000+08:00

"You gain something,you'll lose something."-Yiyin
This might be one the weirdest examples of "perseverence".

People say your cai shen ye comes in many forms...Ok,I said that.lol.Today,my cai shen ye came in the form of an auntie.

So I was walking to the MRT station with Yiyin when i saw her swinging her bag of oranges.Then it hit me at the back of the head,HARD."OH MY GOD!Where's MY bag of oranges!"

So I ran back to the kopitiam we ate at and found that the bag wasn't on the seat anymore.

I asked all the cleaners.All the people sitting at where we were sitting at.All the people sitting around there.But nobody has seen it!T.T

My mind was so luan.Don't know what to do.And I tell you,when you're desperate,you lose your sanity.I kept going back to the table to look,even look underneath,hoping it would appear.

Yiyin was telling me aiya nvm la,orange only.But!My ang paos also inside!

Then I remembered what Yiyin said just now.'Cos she and her cousin became good friends over Chinese New Year.And she said she has a feeling she'd lose something,cos she gained a friend.

And I won $20 from gambling!So I was gonna lose my oranges and angpaos?????

I was pacing up and down,listlessly.Then I realised I look like an idiot and I wanted to si xin.But I wanted to try one last time.So I looked around for any cleaners to ask again.But i thought there was a higher possibility at the other end so I walked there.

Then she was like a goddess descending from the sky,extending her golden hand out to me.An auntie sitting a few tables away from ours waved to me.She told me that she saw this China cleaner took it.So I questioned him,again.

Once again,he denied seeing it.But the auntie insisted that she saw him took it.Then he told me in chinese "Oh,oranges ah?I thought you asked about a wallet." and he returned me.

*Heave a sigh of relief* I regained my sanity and my composure.

Thanks to that helpful auntie.I am very grateful for what you did!Hao ren you hao bao.Hope you will HUAT AH this new year!

2008-02-07T00:14:00.000+08:00

Goodbye piglets.Hell-ooo furry lil' ones!
Xin nian kuai le.Gong xi fa cai.Xue ye jin bu.Bu bu gao sheng.Wan shi ru yi.Xin xiang shi cheng.

Wish everyone a good year ahead of them and lots and lots of new clothes to wear and ang paos to collect!

Speaking of new,have changed my blogskin to usher in the new year!

Now,surge on!Go snatch those ang paos!

2008-02-06T19:38:00.000+08:00

Deafening Silence
If silence was golden,it must be gold-plated.

We used to pray that Teo would one day stop hollering at us.

And our prayers were answered...

But it wasn't pleasing at all.In fact,the silence was so loud,it was unbearable!

People pon-ing training during prelims week was the last straw for Teo.

He didn't care what the hell we were doing during the last two trainings.And Dom claims he's cute.lol

O wells...Only time will tell what's next.And only time,maybe,can heal all.

2008-01-24T19:43:00.000+08:00

Love Thy Country
After being reprimanded for not having pride in our national anthem,we sang our hearts,or rather our lungs out today at assembly!Haha quite a funny sight,yet quite fun.We should do this more often!

Love Thy Teammate
It was a heartwarming scene outside the hall after assembly.Zi Ao sprained his ankle while training this morning and couldn't walk properly.Melvin,the class clown,offered to piggyback him all the way down the stairs of the hall,all the way to the other stairs leading up 2 stories and walk all the way to the other end of the corridor where our class was!Woohoo!Time and time again,he has proven that he is more than just a clown and in fact he has a really big heart!So great job Melv!

"Na li die dao,jiu na li pa qi lai..."
There was a heavy atmosphere hanging in the auditorium just now.Everyone was full of suspense,anxiety and hope.

Now I know why everyone was so tense about today.Before that,I didn't really think too much about it.I had myself prepared for the worst,consoling myself "hey,if I drop,I wouldn't be so stressed." After all,the grades were already decided and nothing you could do to change 'em.

Yet,at that moment,people were clasping their hands tightly together,praying,keeping faith,harbouring hopes that their prayer would be answered.

The anxiety was vicious and contagious.I was quick to surrender to it.My mind was in a mess.What if I couldn't get distinction?What if I screw this year's O Level's Chinese again?What if that two priviledges points shaven off were so crucial?What if...

And the heavy speech by the teachers did not help.

Only 67.7% of the whole cohort achieved distinction,a whole 12% decrease from last year.And we made history,for the first time,we had someone getting b4,c5,c6!*Gasps!*

I don't know why they had to do that,but Yu Lin lao shi announced the ranking of each class.Mine was average,67% distinction,which meant 8 or 1/3 of the class had to leave us.We were quite relieved,considering there were classes with 33%,45%,but it was still not adequate to sooth our minds.

Everyone took a last look at the familiar faces around.Turn left.Then right.One of the person sitting beside you will forever disappear in Higher Chinese lessons.Wait,that person might even be you!

Standing in line,waiting to receive our results.That few minutes were a long and tormenting one.We were hollering to ease ourselves.

The first to receive,also the first one to leave,was Andrew.That set the tone for everyone.Bad omen.Then Bryan,the cutsie,the mugger,one of the elites,got a B3.More bad news.Was I next?

Tall Yong Cai was blocking my view,which was good.I didn't really want to know.When he left,I took a deep breath and took a step forward and looked down at the slip of fate.

I wasn't listening to Mr Lin Dan Wen's mumbles for my eyes were busy finding the grade.They were like ants!

I heaved a sigh and received the results with both hands.I walked away and jumped up high with elation!I couldn't believe it!I took another look,just to ensure.Yes,it was true,A1!I gave a manly hug to Wenbin,who also got A1,then we noticed Qiming.

The cheerful Qiming broke down in tears.He plunged his butt down to the seat,bent down and covered his face with his big hands.His face so red!And his tears were flowing uncontrollably fast.A pity.

It didn't take a genious to know what had happened.All we could do was to give him a pat on his shoulder and console him.

The exhileration died fast.There were alot of people in distress.The tension never left the room.We were all feeling it for them.

Take it easy,guy.It's not over,it's a new beginning.You still have a second shot.Cherish it and you'll do well this year!

Wipe those tears away and be brave!

2008-01-23T19:22:00.000+08:00

"A series of fortuitous events." After our challenging,but enjoyable(rare) training at Bishan Stadium,I headed to J8 to get a new pencil case,as my current one has a big whole in it -.-

While walking along the corridor,I had this gut feeling that I would meet someone...

And I did!While passing Comics Connection,I thought I heard "Kenneth!" from behind.I turned around and saw Alicia!with the same friend I saw the other day.And her friend wanted to go to Popular too!So qiao.

At the interchange,again,I thought I heard someone calling my name.I turned around and saw my Gujie!

So we were chatting,and the lady beside me shouted "Hazel!".She was my Gujie's colleague!

In the bus,we met my Gujie's old friend!HAHA!Dig that!

And.......!3 of us alighted at the same stop!HAHAHAHA!

WOW!

"Curse of the hall." Oh no!Clement fell off the stairs after Assembly!And he landed on his ass!He says his right cheek hurts!HAHAHA!

But wait,de javu!,didn't he just fell not long ago last year?

*Flashback!*
His class was entering the hall.Clement,apparently feeling too high beyond his control,ran in and jumped up high with his knees tucked in.And he forgot to release 'em when he landed.Bham!And he falls to the ground,on his ass!HAHAHA!

*Return to reality*
After training,Clement was taking a bus home and he witness a catastrophic accident.Some bus crashed into a lorry in the middle of the junction and blocked the whole road!

Lol,jinxed!

"Pernicious Pasteur."
Do you know that scientists conducted an experiment on calves;they fed the calves with pasteurized milk and they died!

Teo told us that our stomach's can't really digest cow's milk.

So better discard those cartons of cow's milk and start changing to goat's!(which apprently is better as advised by Teo);and don't feed cow's milk to babies!