Well, a real post soon, but I thought I'd mention about my trip back home yesterday.
Well, my clique, Yang Sheng, Wayne, Min Kuan, Adrian, Andrew and Derrick and I stayed back after PE to do a lot of stupid stuff. After PE, they played some badminton. Then sat down and crapped for a while before some other people played badminton. Then Adrian and Andrew got so bored, they started playing badminpong. No kidding, playing badminton with ping pong rackets! LOL, everyone was laughing nuts about it. Then we did more stupid stuff, like seeing who could do cartwheels, who could do splits, stretches, stomp the floor the hardest and later spraying deodarant at each other. Pfft, Wayne sprayed my mouth with deodarant. Crap man. My mouth smelled so fresh, yet tasted like crap. Zzz.
We did all that stupid stuff until 7:30pm and finally left the school. I took bus 198 with Adrian to go to Buona Vista station. This is where things started to take an annoying turn. Firstly, I wanted to drop off at Buona Vista, but when I reached the door, he drove a few metres ahead of the bus stop. I asked to get off but he kept saying he passed the bus stop. Geez, its only like 3 metres! He kept insisting he wouldn't let me off and told me to get off at the next bus stop, which was quite far from the station. What a nuisnace, so I went up and got off at Commonwealth instead. Took the MRT to Jurong East, and along the way, some prick kept talking (correction, shouting) about Magic: The Gathering in a freaking loud voice as though he wanted everyone to know that he was some pro who knew so much about it. Oh really? I suppose he didn't know that besides hurting my ear, he made it well known he was a noob in Magic. Pfft, oi, dude, there is a sliver that is 7/7, its Sliver Queen. Sliver Overlord is another powerful sliver. Mass slivers can counter weeny decks well, because the casting cost isn't that high either, but their power and toughness is higher. And hey, with my Phage the Untouchable, you'd lose the game immediately once I attacked you. Noob!
At the Jurong East interchange, I took a seat and slept against the side. Two guys sat to my left soon after but I didn't think anything of it. That is, not until I started feeling some movement from the seats. I opened my eyes and realized that I was sitting beside a gay couple! OH MAN! They were messing around and being seriously gay, in public, on a packed train, and especially beside me, while I was sleeping. Eurgh, what a mood spoiler.
After reaching Malaysia, I took a bus and it drove halfway to my house before I noticed a weird ringing sound from the bus. I was listening to my mp3, so I didn't take much notice; my music was blasting louder than the ringing. But later I noticed the ringing didn't stop for 15 minutes straight, which was a little annoying. Then the driver suddenly stopped suddenly that everyone jerked, and two people fell down. What happened? The bus broke down. Geez. We got off to look at the bus. You know those movies where steam comes out from a car's engine? This happened on the bus I was on. Geez, another mood spoiler. Waited 15 minutes before he flagged down another bus of the same company and we got on again, this time to a very packed bus.
Walked home, where I went through the dark short cut again. No pathetic robbers, but I'm wondering why there's more people going through that route now, at the weirdest times. Reached home at 10+. Brilliant.
Chronicled 11:31 PM
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I'll make a real post soon. Freaking busy with school stuff. Super tired because of it. Isabel thinks she's busier than me? Dream on.
Here's a little thing that I was tagged to do.
1. 5 things found in my bag Wallet Motorola RAZR V3 External hard disk Piano chords Bible
2. 5 things found in your wallet Church card EZlink card Initial D card Timezone Powercard Credit card (I wish)
3. 5 favourite things in your room My bunkbed! Laptop Keyboard, which isn't mine to begin with... My aircon? My cupboard, chock full of books
4. 5 things you've always wanted to do Get a Skyline! Get a tattoo Earn more money than I can spend, give and bless (yikes) Professional graphics designer Sleep like nobody's business!
5. 5 things you're currently into Basketball Graphics designing Sleep! Slack! Serve!
6. 5 persons that you tagged Gary Isabel Hui Zhen Olivia Derrick
Uh, tagged people are supposed to do this. Of course, I know that none of them will do this. That's why I put their names here. Real post soon!
Chronicled 11:01 PM
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Saturday, May 26, 2007
People change a lot, and sometimes they go on further than you think about them. Like my friend for example, I just realized one thing, Lucinda's on Deal Or No Deal!
Most of you won't know her anyway. My ex-schoolmate went to become the FHM Girl Next Door 2007 winner and now is appearing on TV on a gameshow. Pro. She used to be a councillor in my school, ordering me around when I was a councillor. Okay, not ordering me around, but she's nice enough.
For all the Marsiling peeps who know her, her suitcase number is 12. Check her out (I mean on the TV).
A person who gave me orders back in secondary school is now one of the top models in Singapore. Indeed, what a change.
Just like Ice Queen. She's doing modeling with all those studio shots now. Hmmm. Will my once great friend end up being a top model in Singapore too?
I'll wait.
I rememer what you posted: PS. if you need anyone to support you, I WILL BE THE ONE!
Practice what you preach girl. You'll need honesty once you make it big.
And you can be sure, I will support you, even after what you did.
Chronicled 1:59 AM
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I'm a cute innocent little boy who gets bullied all the time. I have a big head, and I'm a tortoise too! People always tell me to use my brain. UYB. So cute right?
Guess who?
I doubt most of you would get it. =x
Chronicled 12:59 AM
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Thursday, May 24, 2007
Okay, blogging at last. I purposely didn't blog so that my test would be easily seen and done. Geez, seems that I was more accurate than I thought when I said I never hide anything yet so little is known about me. Congrats to Koh Wee, who's got the top score at the time of this typing! And Olivia, uh, good effort? Even if you are last =x. Don't worry, you've got hope! Someone might get lower than you later on.
Anyhoo, two days ago I finally bought a new phone. Motorola RAZR V3. It has good features, great design but a really annoying OS. I've never really liked the user-unfriendly OS of Motorola phones. But I still love the design, and I suppose I could get used to the OS. I'm using this for the long term. Wondering how I got it? Well, my friend's dad is a taxi driver and he usually goes on the night shift. Which means he usually picks up drunk or sleepy people who don't really notice where their cellphones drop... get the drift? Well, when no one claims them he sells them off to shops, or gives it to his son, or for my case, sells it straight to me. I guess you can consider it second hand, but the quality is so brilliant, you'd be hard pressed to tell the different between this and a first hand phone! Best of all, its black. Cool and classy. The grey ones just look like flat tin cans...
So now I'm wearing a black uniform everyday, I just received a black watch as my birthday present from the cellgroup, I've gotten a new black phone, my facial cleanser is (or was, till I just finished using it) black, my hair is black (though I'd like to dye it back to blue again), I've got a black thumb drive. All I'm missing is a new black bag and I'll be totally updated. No more embarassing phone! No more fears of asking people's numbers with a crappy phone! No more green LED lights! Now I've got colour! Now I've got real music! Now I've got a camera! Now I've got to worry about being robbed again... zzz.
Speaking of being robbed, the day I got the phone, I almost got robbed. Uh, yeah. Almost. Sort of.
I had my keyboarding lessons with Koh Wee again at Bugis and we took the bus back to Woodlands. That being said, I reached Bukit Mewah area quite late. So as usual I walked through the dark short cut again. This time it was darker than usual, because the few street lamps on the side weren't turned on, so it was pitch black from the entrance till the middle of the route. Every once in a while, a car or motorcycle would pass by. Now my dad told me to not go through that area at night, but I've never listened to him since he showed me that route. It's a quicker way to home and its dark, which just makes me feel comfortable. So I'm walking down the road when a car drives past, so I make way for it. Seconds later, a motorcycle comes by with two passengers on it. And for the first time since learning this route, a motorcycle slows down instead of speeding past. They slowed down and called out to me while I was listening to my mp3. Well, I turned around and looked at them; two Malay guys in their early twenties. They spoke to me in Malay, so I didn't understand a word, because I only know a few Malay words: mainly, makan!
After a few seconds of trying to converge their message in a language I clearly didn't understand, they started speaking English when they finally heard what I was saying, "Huh? Do you know English?" After that they asked me for directions to Mewah Ria 4/5. Mine's 4/9, so I assumed it was just ahead. I said I wasn't sure because I wasn't from around here, and I didn't know this area well, apart from the nearby condo and my house. I pointed left to show them 4/5 was around that area. This time they started asking whether I could lend them my phone.
Gee whiz. You know, asking to borrow a phone at nearly midnight, in a pitch black place, with both of you on a motorcycle, not getting off but prodding me to come near you and pass you my phone isn't the best way to approach a stranger. Geez! As if I can't see that the rider is putting his hand near his pocket, getting ready to pull out something. As if I can't see that the guy behind is looking at me with his hands looking in a ready-to-snatch position. You know, trying to ask me to lend my phone to you at midnight, in a pitch black place with you guys clearly ready to ride off once I pass you my phone, is really an insult to my intelligence. I may be called stupid by some people, sometimes I act blur and sometimes I really am blur, but that doesn't mean I'm retarded okay! You guys look at me as though I'm one of those innocent people who lends my phone at midnight in some pitch black place with no soul nearby. Geez, you guys seriously insulted my intelligence. But you guys insulted your own intelligence even more. I can't believe you guys are actually trying something so pathetic!
If you guys had sliced me with a knife while I was listening to my mp3, then once I was on the floor bleeding in pain, you could have taken my phone (new and old), my hard disk, my books, a Holy Bible and my three year old bag that belongs to Jonathan by the way. Oh, and you'd have my house keys and fifty bucks Sing! Not to mention you'd get some pretty pictures of Jolin and my church membership card. That would be so dramatic, at least I could say I was stabbed and robbed instead of being hit and run. Besides giving you points for aggressiveness, it'd make you look less dumb too. Or, you both could have got off the motorcycle and actually threaten me with knives or something. That'd make you look more ruthless and cool, not to mention you could actually chase me if I tried to run.
But nooooooo... you just had to think I was some retard who'd happily lend you my phone in pitch black midnight. Like I said, an insult to my intelligence. I'd castigate you more, but my compassion for your Laodicean reputation is clearly at hand, and to be nice, I'm holding down my ebullition of your stupidity. No frisson of your attempted theft, no consternation of your pathetic attempt, nor do I think I'll get any oneirodynia from this event. Yes, I'm so retarded...
Oh yeah, back to the story. I obviously didn't lend them my phone, as you can clearly see from my castigation of them above. I told them no point, because I study in Singapore and don't have any line in Malaysia. They didn't seem to hear very well though, and kept asking to borrow the phone. I repeated it again and the passenger asked me to show them my bag. Oh yes, another feeble attempt at theft. I zipped open my bag and in the light of the houses quite a distance away, showed them I only had books and school stuff (I was very vague on "school stuff", because my phone is on my list of school stuff). This shocked them, and they started asking for the nearest public phone. I pointed right, opposite of Mewah Ria 4/5 and said its at the coffeeshop right in front of the entrance of my dark short cut. The tables and chairs were clearly in sight, yet they refused to acknowledge it and even asked me to lead them there. Geez! Must you keep trying retarded ways to rob me? I told them its right over there but they said they couldn't see it. I said I couldn't help and began walking off to the nearest street lamp that worked, so it'd make their pathetic robbery attempt harder. They kept calling out but I ignored them, until I reached the lamp, then I turned around and faced them again. The passenger looked quite pissed and began to shout and call me a liar. Well, dude, I didn't say I didn't have a phone. I just said school stuff. And I haven't lied in weeks okay? The last time I lied was when I told a guy who clearly sucks at basketball that he wasn't so bad. Yeah, I'm Mr. Nice Guy alright? I even told you that I wasn't from around here, because I'm from Canada. I also told you that I studied in Singapore. And I didn't tell you I didn't have a phone. See? I'm so honest, yet in your pathetic attempt, you accuse me of being a liar. Fine! You want me to confess my sin? I'll go back to Temasek Poly, find that guy who sucks in basketball and tell him "Hey I just want to be honest, you actually suck in basketball. You are that bad. Sorry, but I guess the truth hurts." For TP people reading this, he's wearing a purple school shirt. What school is that?
I was getting annoyed, because everytime I tried to walk off, they'd call me and "oi" all the time. What a nuisance. When I repeated the fact I studied in Singapore, he said, "You good kid, study in Singapore. Then so good, lend me phone lah." *Sigh* Yes I am a good kid, thanks. I'm studying in Singapore to complete my education so as to get a good job, so I don't need to resort to robbing people on motorcycles. Not to mention if I did, I wouldn't assume every target I saw was a retard. I was getting ticked. The street lamp was near some houses. Except the houses were a on lower ground. You see, the dark short cut is actually a road built on much higher ground, so the only way I could avoid those guys is if I jumped from the dark short cut to the road below. I was getting annoyed, but a little weary that they might resort to more desperate measures in their attempt to rob me, so I told them straight, after their 3rd accusation that I was a liar: Look, Mewah Ria 4/5 is that way," I said, pointing to the left. "And the public phone is that way." With my other hand pointing to the right. I turned around, and jumped off the road. Oh man, that looked so dramatic, I felt so cool! The pathetic thieves panicked and started calling me, shouting at me to lend them my phone (as IF I'd throw my new V3 up a road!). I coolly walked off, ignoring them, and hoping they wouldn't be more retarded and jump off to follow me.
I heard them go off, and looked over my shoulder to see them heading towards the 4/5 area. Hmmm. I suddenly heard their engine go very quiet curiously though, and assumed they were waiting for me to catch me again. So I called down a cab and asked if he could drive me back to my place for free. He asked why should he do that? I said apart from the fact I have no ringgit, I just got away from some robbers (I failed to use the adjective "pathetic" on them). He consented and drove me straight to my place.
What a day. Uh, night. Oh yeah, one of the people living near 4/9 had their Honda Prelude window smashed. The radio set was taken out. Ouch. I can't imagine having a sports car window being smashed. Reminds me why I won't want to get a Skyline so soon yet.
Getting a little dangerous around my area. Nevermind, I've got God to protect me. Honestly, I do thank Him nothing worse happened and nothing was taken. Besides having an irony that I'd lose my own life when I've saved a few lives myself, I'd go nuts if only got to own a V3 for 8 hrs...
Aye, back to school. Last Friday I went to Temasek Polytechnic (yes, again) with full home clothes at last. All previous times I went there I either was wearing my ITE uniform or something else not usually worn in daily Polytechnic wear. Finally, no stares at the ITE logo on my shirt, no sights of people looking like they murmuring about why an ITE guy is doing in a Polytechnic (or playing basketball, defeating people in their school =x).
There was a fair though, some charity whatever thing. Stalls surrounding the different schools and the mushroom (I finally get what the mushroom is in TP). I looked around and there was tons of variety. Bracelets, necklaces, too much food, ice balls (I'm not kidding), hamsters and much more stuff were all amongst the stalls. I walked around, looking at everything and after going through all of them, just stood at the side looking at everyone bustling around. While standing at the side, I was cornered by two really beautiful girls who tried to get me to buy a rose. Hmmm... I know full well who I'd like to give a rose to, but it'd just be awkward to pass it to her. I told them no thanks, but they insisted, telling me to buy it for my girlfriend and surprise her. I told them I was single and they wouldn't believe me, they said I looked like the kind of person who would surely have a girlfriend. Gee, thanks. When I kept insisting I was single, then they told me to buy it to help support them and its for charity, a good cause and so forth. With two extremely pretty girls cornering you insisting to buy a rose, I have to admit, it's quite hard to refuse, especially when they seemed genuinely shocked I didn't have a girlfriend. Aye, so I bought it in the end, and said something I just let slip without thinking: "There," I said, looking at the prettier girl (couldn't help it), "I'm buying this rose for you." Flirty? Suave? I'll let you be the judge.
While holding the rose and standing at the same place, barely a few minutes later, two extremely handsome guys came up to me to sell me sandwiches. Pretty girls selling roses I can accept, but two really handsome and hunky guys selling sandwiches? That just looks wrong. I didn't buy the sandwiches though, because I was waiting to eat lunch with Nicholas, who didn't know I reached TP before he had even left his home. They tried to insist, but I suppose selling sandwiches and telling me that sandwiches to support charity really loses out to roses, even if they are super handsome. They didn't insist for long, because from the way I spoke, it was pretty clear that sandwiches didn't really get my attention. Plus, pretty girls get my attention more than handsome guys (duh), I'm not gay. Hmmm... pretty girls walking around selling roses and handsome guys walking around selling sandwiches? What is this, some kind of marketing strategy? I suppose the looks add on. So guys, go sell sandwiches to girls instead, you'll get more attention from girls than guys.
I walked around a bit more, but it felt really gay carrying around a rose in my hand, so I went off to the library and passed a class clapping for people who embarassed themselves at the podium. Took a Snoopy comic book and started reading, waiting for time to pass. TIme passes fast when you're not paying attention. An hour passed and I went off to meet Nicholas to walk around again and look at stuff. This time I felt really gay. Although we're walking side by side as everyone does, I was holding a rose in my hand, which made it look at the more gay-er. Aw man, I just hope no one got any wrong impressions.
This visit was also my first time seeing people I knew other than Nicholas within the campus. Isabel, Hui Zhen, Joshua, Sharlene, Si Shan, Rahima Rahim (the Singapore Idol girl, remember her?) and Paulina. Paulina was in the ice balls stall, who later threw them around, just so you know.
I found out later that the class clapping for the embarassed podiusts (I made that word up) turned out to be Jingle Bell's, Pool Pro 999's and Joshua's class. I didn't see the bad can biter nor anyone else I met in the chalet though. Hmmm.
Met up with my cellgroup people and gave my rose to Si Shan, then ran off to eat lunch with Nicholas. I didn't intend to give it to her, but she had toldme to find a pretty girl within the campus and just give it to her. A little awkward for me to do that, so I just passed it to the nearest cute girl, her.
After the meal I went off to cellgroup at Isabel's place. Seems Si Shan passed the rose to Joshua, who tore off the leaves. So I gave the rose to Olivia instead, so yeah, at least I passed the rose to a girl in the end anyway. After, it wasn't cellgroup but just games and partying. Aye, a few games, a few sweets, a capture (sorry Jonathan), and fun fellowship after was just great. The cellgroup also celebrated the Maybabies birthdays, and I received a watch as a present. Thanks!
Next day was service. About mercy. Mercy. Aye, forgiveness, kindness and compassion. The sermon really spoke to me about two major cases where I was in the position to forgive two people who had done wrong to me. Although I had said I forgave them, actions and thoughts speak louder than words. I suppose I didn't totally forgive a person 100%. Throughout the service, it just kept poking the issues of forgiveness and mercy with what those two have done wrong to me. And during the last part, where we were asked to forgive the person who had done wrong against us, I finally let go. Over half a year, and I finally got over the issue. Sure, I'll be honest, I won't trust him as much, I won't share as much as I did, but I did forgive him, and so the matter which was almost settled half a year ago, is finally settled with me forgiving him. Now I just need to settle it with Ice Queen and I'll have no one left I haven't forgiven...
To the sister and sister, stay in love alright? Both show such great testimonies, and one of you even shared it out loud. We're all proud of you. I'm just not proud over the fact of the loud noises one of you makes at night. Nightmare at Kallang anyone?
Yesterday Juswin and I overslept so we didn't go for Sunday service, but we went for the prayer meeting. Had a good time chatting with everyone before we walked into the auditorium. Prayed for Emerge and the church. Presence was thick. Very thick. Not as thick the the service the day before, but still great. We also learned to sing my favourite song in Japanese! Breathe Inochi o right?
Went home that night where a great miracle happened. I can't deny how amazing God is. And I can't deny how He makes impossible things possible, especially when I'm faithful to Him. Well, I never did deny in the first place...
Oh yeah, I also updated my spiritual blog at long last. Sorry for the long wait. For those newer people who don't know, I have three blogs. This one, my spiritual one, linked as Sword of the Spirit and my song blog, where I pen (uh, type) down all the songs I've written before. It's linked as Spirits of Lyrics, but don't bother checking it out, because I've made it exclusive so no one can see the songs I've written. Try as you might to enter the song blog...
Beautiful Butterfly, go fly like a firefly, like how butter flies!
Snore snore, everyone knows, but I still have nightmares about Nightmare in Kallang.
Dog dog, shaking shaking (you know who you are).
Kudos everyone.
Chronicled 12:02 AM
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Tuesday, May 15, 2007
I do some designing in school using 3ds Max. Here's some of what I do.
Cute? I continue on from there...
And here's the finished one. Cute huh?
Here's the back view. Angel and devil, nice?
Chronicled 9:21 PM
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Aye, I never thought a death of someone you knew could affect people so much. I see dramas and shows with people doing really stupid stuff when someone they know dies but having it happen to me, it just shoves reality in my face. *sigh*. I don't think it should stop me from posting something for all of you to read though.
So yeah, on Friday I went to Temasek Polytechnic again to play basketball. I had just been attacked by a dog a week earlier, I had those bandages that are wrapped around your leg, and I went to play basketball. I know I'm insane. Nicholas and his friend had to do some filming so I went off to the courts first. Except for like three matches played sparingly, this was my first time playing basketball since going out with Gina and Gillian every week. Quite pleased by the results. Every team I played for won, and I didn't lose a single match. Everyone who played was a TP student. Everyone was wondering what an ITE guy was doing in TP. They were surprised I could play so well with a bandaged leg too.
After winning everyone, Nicholas and I went off to the library to enjoy the aircon and watch 200 Pound Beauty from my hard disk. Hilarious, and we were making the most noise in the library by laughing. I needed to go to cellgroup though, so I went off and followed the directions Isabel gave to go to her place. I did take the buses she said to take, but I don't know what happened, because I ended up at Harbourfront. I passed Macpherson ITE, which was near her place, so I thought I'd be getting off soon, but after that I passed Kallang, and somewhere before that, Lavender. I passed Dhoby Ghaut too. Hmmm, definitely not near Aljunied by then. So I took the MRT to Aljunied and went over, extremely late. Pfft, did I get wrong instructions from her, or is the dog bite giving me a bad sense of direction?
Had a good cellgroup meeting. My favourite food is hot dog. Get the joke? Eh? Eh? Oh nevermind...
Went over to Mac to eat after the cellgroup meeting. And Parry, let me prove my point again. Everyone reading my blog, if you love someone, will you care about them? Tag your replies! It'll give you a good excuse to tag if you don't tag often, and if you do tag often, at least I got more things to reply. After a filling meal and good fellowship, I went off with Karnex to stay over at his place. Over there, I designed a bit of the cellgroup tee before we went to sleep.
Went to Jurong premises to support Yu Jie's (now Isaac) water baptism. Great to see him growing fast, just like most of the new members. The only other people I knew who were baptized were Soo Jia (now Jocelyn) and uh, that's about it. A Gary look-a-like did go for baptism, and I almost said "Huh? Gary? Congrats" before he turned around and I saw he wasn't him. Geez, the similarity is remarkable. Isaac had an apple stuck in his mouth, posed as the Statue of Light, and had a minor salt bath upon meeting up with us after his baptism. What a way to celebrate. I remember my baptism two years ago while I was in E145. Shi Hui, Jacqueline and I, and we went after service, in the dark! Cool, because I don't know any other baptism service held at night, except for mine. Nice eh?
Took a bus to Expo after that and had our service. Definitely pleased, because the atmosphere was great and the sermon was getting better too. Definitely great to experience the Sermon on the Mount. Went back to Karnex's place after that. I didn't stay over though, I had to stay over in Eleanore's place again, because of some issues I'm not supposed to say.
Then again, its giving more evidence of what people say. Let's see, I had my whole class of 3M4 and 4M4 say I looked like a gangster, I had my class of IT1C and IT2Q say I looked like a gangster and gothic, darkness guy, I had nearly the entire cellgroup agree I looked like a gangster who would beat them up if they talked to me, and I found out the newer members didn't dare talk to me in the first few weeks because I looked fierce (and gangsterous). Oh, my family and relatives think the same too. Talk about "in your face". Aw man, do I look that fierce?
Aye, I went off to Eleanore's place to stay over. Used the computer a bit, watched The Eye 2 and later Eleanore, Juswin and I chatted over the night. "Why does my head hurt?" "What time is it?" I spent the night designing the cellgroup t-shirt on Photoshop on Eleanore's laptop, which is in "brilliant" condition. I didn't have the mood to do it after I found out about Ashley's death though. I just lied down on the bed and kept thinking, and thinking, and thinking. Death.
In the end, I didn't sleep at all. I was awake all the way till Eleanore's parents came in to wake us up for breakfast. Went to Kallang to eat, and there's this stall who's line never shortens, it just gets longer and longer, its freaky. One of those famous places to eat, you know?
Sunday service was good, but I was really tired and didn't pay attention as much as I should. I kept drinking water and eating mints to keep me awake. After service the rest were going to a blood donation drive while I went off to Eleanore's place to pack up my stuff. Bumped into Benjamin and we went to Changi Airport to take 858 instead of the MRT. Imagine nearly an hour and a half of chatting, especially when you haven't slept in 27 hours, I was so exhausted, he kept telling me to sleep, but hey, I haven't seen him in ages, and wanted to catch up.
Enjoyed a steamboat by myself because no one was back in Eleanore's place yet and later her dad drove me back to the checkpoint. Had a talk about religious matters. shan't say anymore.
Monday and Tuesday were dull. Saw uncle Khoo walking his dog, and this time I was already on the other lane. Guess what? That dog tried to break free and attack me again! The leash didn't break this time and the dog stayed put after I walked off some distance. Geez, damn dog. Is my leg that beautiful to munch on?
Met Gwean after that though. She was kidding about transferring schools. But no kidding about her hair, it still looks like a helmet.
Yesterday my class area had a blackout, so we were released early. You gotta love blackouts sometimes. Also bumped into Michelle yesterday going back to Malaysia. Michelle Boo. Yes, Boo. Boooooo~~ (It's a sec. 1 joke). Met Wei Da after that too. Caught up on a lot of issues. Like Wilson has a girlfriend!
And happy belated Mother's Day. I did wish my mom on the day itself though, I'm not that bad.
Chronicled 9:20 PM
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Saturday, May 12, 2007
It's 5am and I'm not sleeping yet.
Because I'm designing the cellgroup t-shirt.
I'm not finished, but it's not because I'm slacking.
Take a look at this girl here...
Pretty? Cute? Sweet?
I think so... she's 21.
I'm just lying down, just thinking about her. She's the reason I'm not in the mood to finish up the cellgroup t-shirt at the moment...
Was browsing through my online game when I received a message about a person in my alliance clan. It was about someone who passed away...
She died on her birthday a few days ago.
Ashley Lay
1986-2007
I'm extremely sad now... thinking about her... dying so young...
I know life is fragile... but when it happens to someone you know, it makes you think twice.
Makes you treasure life even more. Makes you care more about the people who matter to you. Makes you care more about people you know. People you love...
People die everyday. But it's not everyday someone you know dies...
Rest in peace...
I'll miss you Ashley...
Chronicled 4:59 PM
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Thursday, May 10, 2007
Oh yes, I forgot.
I have a mental condition known as ataraxia.
What kind of mental condition is it?
Here's the definition: freedom from worry or any other preoccupation.
Hey its a real condition, and I realize I suffer from it.
Okay, not really "suffer" from it. But I realize I never worry about anything. "O" levels, dog attacks, rabies.
Hmmm... cool, I actually have a mental condition!
Chronicled 11:58 PM
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Going home last night was quite amusing. There was a slight traffic jam so I was sleeping in the bus, waiting for it to go nearer to the checkpoint. When I exited I saw the sign of the Woodlands checkpoint flicker. For a few seconds, WOODLANDS CHECKPOINT became WOOD AND CHECKPOINT, then it flickered again and it became WOO LAND CHECKPOINT before flickering again and staying as WOO LANDS CHECKPOINT. I almost burst laughing out loud in the open when I saw the sign flickering and saw the words. Reminds me of OLLYWOO (Only people who watch Friends and Joey will get that joke).
Anyway, part two of my dog attack right? So yeah, next day I overslept (half purposely) and my dad went to visit the owner of the dogs. It seems that during my time I spent oversleeping, he had spoken to lawyers and authorities who could easily come down and get those dogs put to sleep if I wanted to. Duh, although I've never liked German shepherds, and even less, the one who attacked me, I wasn't planning and letting any dogs be killed. Especially after two of my own were... zzz. Anyway, the owner of the dogs, uncle Khoo, was arguing with my dad about the issue, things like I was the third victim, that I walked into the dog (not entirely true), that his dogs were safe and vaccinated and a few other stuff. After a while they started talking about ITE and Polytechnics, and it was as though my dog attack was never mentioned. Gee, but he did agree to pay the medical bills of my wound and injection, plus pay for the torn uniform pants.
It's quite annoying to be jabbed so many times. In secondary 1 or 2, those health people came and saw I did not have the vaccinations required by all Singaporean students, so I had to take them all in one shot. Pfft, a jab on my right arm, a jab on my left and oral polio. Yucks. And what did I do after doing all that? Play basketball. Yes, there is a reason I'm nicknamed Psyko.
This time, the doctor told me to lie down and she'd give me the injection (the whole thing hurts less than blood donations), clean my wounds and apply those bandage stuff over it. I can take it off on Friday night, which is good and bad, because I can't stand having a white bandage on my leg (it's a nuisance when taking a shower), but the bandage is protecting my wounds my getting into contact with my pants, dust, and the stuff, and so keeping it from pain, because the wounds freaking hurt whenever something touches them. Oh yeah, I'll be playing basketball later on at Temasek Polytechnic. With my bandage. I can just picture their expressions. I just realized there's a weird coincidence that whenever I get vaccinated or go to the doctor, basketball is sure to follow up soon.
Speaking of weird, my antibiotics for the dog bites went missing. My sister said it had attractive colours and wanted to take one pill for herself for collection. Obviously I'm not going to just give it away, so I said no. She gave a freaking bad attitude after that. Funny why my antibiotics went missing when I was supposed to take them to school yesterday. I'm not accusing my sister, but she has stolen before, and I wouldn't put it past her to steal my antibiotics. I'm not worried about myself, because I rarely take medication and I heal fast physically anyway. What I'm worried about is my dad's reaction. Imagine... I'm like hey dad I need new antibiotics. Then he's like why? Then I'm like because someone stole them. I'll let you imagine that scenario too.
And speaking of worrisome, my whole class was worried. All thought I had gotten rabies and died or something. Gee, even the people who do nothing but diss me all the time were concerned. Meh, its funny how serious things can change peoples attitudes towards you (excluding my sister).
Though now people are saying I have mad dog disease. -.-
And no, I'm not dead. And no, I don't have any fear of dogs. I still like dogs, though I'll considerably like the German shepherd less than before. I'm not worried about spirits, demonic attacks, pontianaks in trees (you know who you are), so why should I be worried about cute balls of fur? Okay, for the German shepherd, quote from someone in my tagboard, handsome (geez, she's blind).
Oh yeah, I also saved someone's life today. Sort of. There's a road we cross everyday from the bus to head to the Malaysian checkpoint. The nearest street light is quite a distance, so everyone crosses when there's fewer cars. This girl around my age was crossing the road, looking ahead, and not at the cars, while I was looking at the cars. Some taxi driver was driving at a fast speed and would collide with that girl. I shouted "OI!" and she stopped in her tracks to look in my direction, just as the taxi driver sped past without any hint of stopping, barely a few centimetres from her. She didn't say thanks, but continued to walk off instead. Well, that's what I get for saving someone's life. Gee.
Oh yeah, I saved Eleanore's life too! Not a taxi driver, but a bus instead! Ask her for details. I feel like I'm bragging a bit too much here.
Yuppa. Also, Adrian was at the checkpoint, then Zhong Lin came, then I came, then Jackson came. Then all of us went to Singapore together. What interesting coincidence.
Chronicled 11:55 PM
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Although I'm giving the details tomorrow, I thought I might post some interesting facts associated with dog bites, and why they're such a big deal.
But first, a little background information...
Rabies (Latin, rabies, "madness, rage, fury") is a viral zoonotic disease that causes acute encephalitis (inflammation of the brain) in mammals. In non-vaccinated humans, rabies is invariably fatal after neurological symptoms have developed, but prompt post-exposure vaccination may prevent the virus from progressing. Only six humans are known to have survived rabies after the onset of symptoms. There is only one known case of a person surviving rabies without treatment.
Not so bad, 7 people are still alive after getting rabies!
Death almost invariably results two to ten days after the first symptoms; the few humans who are known to have survived the disease were all left with severe brain damage, with the recent exception of Jeanna Giese.
Okay, so maybe not as good as I thought.
Any mammal may become infected with the rabies virus and develop symptoms, including humans. Most animals can be infected by the virus and can transmit the disease to humans. Infected bats, raccoons, foxes, skunks, dogs or cats provide the greatest risk to humans.
The virus is usually present in the blood, nerves, and saliva of a symptomatic rabid animal.
That explains the bite and the worries I had from everyone. Now I get it.
So what happens if I don't get treated?
Soon after, the symptoms expand to slight or partial paralysis, cerebral dysfunction, anxiety, insomnia, confusion, agitation, abnormal behavior, paranoia, hallucinations, progressing to delirium. The production of large quantities of saliva and tears coupled with an inability to speak or swallow are typical during the later stages of the disease; this can result in "hydrophobia", where the victim has difficulty swallowing, shows panic when presented with liquids to drink, and cannot quench their thirst. Death is certain at this point.
I never did see the big deal about rabies until now.
A person or dog bitten by an unknown dog (or other animal) should always be treated without waiting for symptoms, given the potentially fatal consequences of a rabid biter.
Everyone mentions the first part, but they fail to mention the second part. I suppose they don't want to worry you by saying "You'll die if you don't get a shot!"
Chronicled 1:57 AM
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Alright, I'm back, after being stuck at home for two days straight.
I'm sure all of you are wondering how I got attacked by the dog.
Well, keep waiting, because I won't tell you!
Okay, I'm kidding. I was hoping that delaying my post about the dog attack would help increase my counter a bit. Cheapskate, but hey, it works.
But to my dear readers, I thought I'd be oh-so-kind and make the blog post now, seeing as I've been at home for two days straight and there've been no news on my predicament.
So here's what happened: I overslept and did not have my dad wake me up, as he was driving my mom to KL. So my sister decided to skip school while I was in a rush, so off I went and took the dark short cut, which was very bright and with the recent weather, extremely hot. The dark route I take is an extremely wide road, and I was walking on the left side. I saw an uncle in front of me walking two huge German shepherds, one huge male, and another slightly smaller female. I see him sometimes but never thought anything of it. I was really late so I didn't pay attention to him until I was quite near him. He gestured with his hand to go to the right side of the road to avoid his dogs, and that's what I did. I slowly diverged to the right, still rushing for time and this in turn brought me slightly closer to the dogs, but I thought that the leash (which was made of iron by the way) would hold the dogs. The huge male got excited and ripped away from the leash. A freaking big dog tore away from an iron leash!
So what did I do? Did I kick it like how Alice kicked the zombie dog in Resident Evil? Did I run like Joel and scream my lungs out? Did I just stand there and let the dog take some early breakfast from my leg? Well, okay, I know its a little stupid, but I did stand there (I suffer from ataraxia) and slowly turned around to avoid the dog. Obviously, it took a bite from my leg, and that's when I kicked it, it whimpered but tried to take another bite as I tried to get away, then it took another bite and hit its mark (again). Same leg bitten twice. The owner had been calling the dog to stop since it began attacking me but only after having two servings of my leg (plus a little bit of uniform pants to add some flavour) did it stop and go back to the owner. My left leg was bleeding quite badly and my uniform pants were torn. He told me that he warned me, but hey, who stops dead in their tracks just to turn right? Anyway, he offered to bring me to the doctor but I was already very late for school, so I declined. He did, however, bring me to his house and give me some antibiotics and apply some antiseptic to the wounds. Then off I went for school, seriously late.
The moment I arrived in school, everyone in the class looked at me. I said I had a good excuse for being late. Ms Teh asked what was that good reason. Well, I thought honesty would be the best policy, so I just told her frankly: I was attacked by a dog. I lifted my pants to show her my wound and she goes on ranting about how I should have skipped school, how I should go see a doctor, how she would have understood and my health is important and all that usual stuff. I know teachers are supposed to care, but having the prettiest teacher in your whole campus saying all that in front of the class and being genuinely worried kinda brightens up your post-dog attack mood. Okay, not kinda, it really brightens up your mood.
The remainder of school was mainly replaying the story to my classmates and having the next few teachers say that I should go to the doctor and stuff. Of course, none of them were as pretty as Ms Teh, so they didn't have as much impact (sorry!).
Heading back to Woodlands, I bumped into Adrian, Ayu (I never did know how to spell his name) and Koon Phi in Causeway Point. I haven't seen them in ages, so it was great to catch up and just crap around while walking around the mall before we all headed back to Malaysia. Finally some company back to Malaysia. We also met up with the Adrian of the Ashley/Adrian twins and all headed back together. We shared stories, jokes, insults, but above all, my dog story proved to be the most entertaining. Why am I not surprised.
Went home and I'm like dad I'd need new uniform pants. He's like why? I'm like because I got attacked by a dog. I'll let you imagine that humourous scene.
What happened next? Read on tomorrow.
(It helps increase the counters)
Oh, and if you're wondering, ataraxia is a mental condition which I suffer from.
Chronicled 12:23 AM
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Monday, May 7, 2007
I got attacked by a dog this morning.
German shepherd.
Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.
The German shepherd was huge!
Now my uniform pants are ripped, and I've got a few bleeding wounds.
Damn dog, it's hurting like hell.
I'll give details tomorrow.
I'm not really in the mood to relive that experience.
Attacked by a German shepherd, brilliant.
Chronicled 5:22 AM
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Sunday, May 6, 2007
Well, the weekend was basically a celebration of my birthday.
Saturday at midnight, I went night cycling with Jonathan, Cedric Koh, Karnex, James and Eleanore. From Sembawang to Kranji War Memorial, quite nice and tiring. Definitely telling me I need to go exercise again. It was quite a bloody journey though. Eleanore fell (again) and had her knee bleeding. James had a collision and ended up having his hands, toes, shoulders and leg bleeding. All he's missing is the crown of thorns and a pierced side, and he'd have similar wounds to Jesus already.
Slept at 6am at Eleanore's place. Dead tired, and I woke up to go to Sun's autograph session. Just went there to listen to the numbers she sang and a few chats before I went off to church with Cedric Koh and Derrick.
Service was great. An absence of two weeks and it feels so great to be back. Presence was really strong and it was a great atmosphere. The message was also a good one. Sermon on the Mount. These kind of lessons always have great revelations and are interesting. No doubt the next few weeks will be even better.
My cellgroup also celebrated Michelle's and my birthday after service. A few wishes, prayers and we went off. The tertiaries went off to watch Spiderman 3 but I had to go back home, as my family wanted to celebrate my birthday the next day. Ended up on the same bus stop with the secondary school students and took some pictures with Olivia and Candice. Check Olivia's blog to see me acting cute *shivers* and looking like I'm drunk in the pictures.
Sunday I went out with my family to celebrate my birthday with some friends and relatives. First a meal, then a small snack, then because the friends were about to go to their own church, they asked us to check it out. Hmmm, although I've been in church for four years, it was my first time attending those old traditional churches for their services. Established in 1886, it's called Holy Light Church and it seats about a few hundred every week. Mostly hymns and stuff, what I expected, though the preaching wasn't bad, talking about the old and new covenants and how Jesus fulfilled them. Had another dinner at a Thai restaurant after that.
Went home and got some much needed rest and I reformatted my computer too. It's so much faster now. I just need SP2 to get some things working.
Thanks everyone who wished me a happy birthday, I really appreciate it.
Sweet 18, now I can watch any movies, get drunk legally, smoke legally, make babies legally, go to jail if I get in trouble and best of all, get the death punishment if I break a major law! Okay, I was trying to be sarcastic, I'm not that bad. -.-
Chronicled 5:10 AM
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Friday, May 4, 2007
Meh. I'm at Temasek Polytechnic now.
Told ya I'm very free.
I made that previous entry during lesson time. Firstly was Counter Strike, then for the first time on a friday lesson, there was actually an assignment we had to do. Had to make a bishop chess piece. I'll get a screenshot later, since the computers here don't have the software to open up the 3D Max files.
Went off to Woodlands to meet up with Nicholas before heading off to Temasek Polytechnic where he wanted to treat me a meal as a birthday gift, so I didn't mind. Thanks a lot man.
Hung around and chatted before heading into the library where we watched some clips and movies. He's taking Japanese lessons now while I'm using the school computers.
Found out Isabel was in school while I was here. So I assume Joshua, Hui Zhen, Gilda, Gary (the bad can biter) and that last guy who I've forgotten his name but treated the bike ride I had a few weeks ago during the chalet of Joshua's class were in school too. I didn't see any of them though. Hmmm.
So TP students, tell me. What on earth is the mushroom? And what was Isabel doing inside a mushroom?
For that matter, whats anybody doing inside a mushroom?
Chronicled 7:09 AM
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Thursday, May 3, 2007
Yesterday was pain just walking around.
Ouch, my basketball game seems to have put a lot of stress on my leg, so yeah, just walking was painful.
Not much, except been clicking well with my newer classmates. Great to know them better (and diss them too). Nah, but its enjoyable to get to know new people.
Made a new friend yesterday too.
Today I'm off to celebrate my birthday with Nicholas later.
Then I've got night cycling too.
Hopefully no repeat of Eleanore's accident.
HAHA. Nah, kidding. Take care later on.
School's out. Me too.
Chronicled 11:30 PM
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Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Today was a really mixed up morning. I woke up and was really tired, so I kept pressing snooze. Everytime the alarm rang I pressed snooze. Everyone presses snooze when they wake up onthe first alarm. Thing is, I snoozed six times straight! Ah craps, I oversnoozed on the alarm! Quickly got ready and walked out the door when I noticed something weird. The sky was red. And I mean really red. Blood red, soaking the sky and giving everything around me a dreamy and apocryphal look. It had been raining extremely heavily since 3am, even till 6:30am when I left the house, but I never knew rain could create such beautiful skies. Hmmm. If this is the case, I wouldn't mind waking up to a huge storm every morning if it would guarantee such a beautiful sky every morning.
Although I had a beautiful sunrise, the journey to school wasn't so beautiful. It was still a heavy storm even with the great sky, and because of that, my shoes were soaked before I even reached the bus stop. Got on the bus and reached Bandaraya where I walked off to the checkpoint. Then, since it was still raining, I opened up my umbrella to cross the roads leading to the checkpoint. Thing was, it was raining, and everyone was grouped together, walking on the ground which wasn't flooded. And even in rain, people have to smoke. Geez, unless I wanted to soak my shoes even more and walk on the flooded areas, I had no choice but to walk behind all those smokers and breathe in all that smoke. Eurgh. Sickening. Then, when I reached the checkpoint, I was about to close my umbrella, when some guy brushes past me as though I was blocking his way. Dude, no one was walking around me! He could have easily walked around me and gone off, but no, he just had to brush my shoulder hard when I was closing my umbrella. Was I ticked about that? Nah, I've dealt with worse. But I'm ticked about the fact that when he brushed past me forcefully, my finger was at the part where you push that metal to close the umbrella. The result? He brushed past while my finger was there. I closed my umbrella alright. But not before slicing my finger on the metal. Well, I had a blood red sky today. I got a good reminder on my finger, bleeding blood red. Ouch.
Got on the bus to head towards Singapore checkpoint and it was jammed, making me even later than usual. Great. After a long delay to reach the Singapore checkpoint, I'm about to line up when this aunty literally runs past me and cuts into the line right in front of me. Typical, I'm too used to it, but I resented her handbag which was coarse and rough and some how magically just had to scrape my finger which had just stopped bleeding. Geez, her bag ripped open my scab and it bled again. Aye, I have a good reminder of the blood red sky in my mind. I don't need blood to remind me!
Took the 170 bus to Kranji MRT, got on the MRT which was extremely packed, to the point I could barely move my hand except to grab for the pole. After getting off Dover MRT, I looked out the side and saw the bus stop that I would need to take the bus from. For those who've passed Dover, you can see that the two bus stops on each side of Dover MRT are big and wide. Well, the right side, opposite SIngapore Polytechnic, was jammed with people, to the point where you couldn't see the floor, but only a mass of mostly black and white from the ITE uniforms. I didn't know what was up with the huge jams today, even in Dover? Seven of my classmates were among the mass of people waiting for the buses that weren't coming. After a ten minute wait, five buses came in a row and took up the majority of the sea of people, which gave us a chance to squeeze on the sixth bus that came later. Reached school almost an hour late. Gee whiz. At least I had company this time. Nearly a quarter of the class.
All the lessons were pushed up today, so it ended early. PE was the last module again, and I spent it all on computers. Brilliant eh? about half of the class was on the stage, playing either PSP, NDS or using their laptops. During this time, I managed to get Photoshop CS3, Flash CS3 and Dreamweaver CS3. All with keygens and cracks along with them. Good! I was getting a little bored of my CS2 Photoshop, Flash and Dreamweaver. The CS3's were recently released only a few weeks ago and my classmates already got the cracks. Man, I knew I loved my class for good reasons. Also got another five movies, and when I clear out some stuff, going to take Prison Break season one and two.
Since class ended early, I met up with Koh Wee at Clementi ITE and went to his house. A few major changes, but not much difference from my last visit months ago. Practiced our chords using his souped up keyboard and used the laptop to check all my emails and stuff which I haven't had the chance to check for so long. Also showed him a hilarious Youtube video. GIRLY MAN! MUTTON GO YAY!
OUr keyboarding lessons have officially gone nuts now. No more simple chords and accompaniment. Now we've got basic chords and an insane left hand accompaniment, which Kang Yang (our teacher) said was the most important thing we'd learn in this level. Yikes. We really need to stretch our fingers for this and it isn't easy at all. And I thought last week's was difficult. *Sigh*. But at least we're learning at a fast pace. I wouldn't stand it if it was too slow either.
Going home wasn't so bad. Except a weird phenomenon. There's these bunch of wild dogs that hang around the area near my dark short cut home. They aren't the friendly type, and I've seen them tear (yes, literally tear and rip) apart a puppy that happened to intrude on them. They like to chase people sometimes too, but they are anything but friendly. I chanced upon them on the way back and here's the weird thing, when they turned their heads toward me, three of them whimpered and ran off. Another two scattered to the rear of the nearby houses and hid in a garbage can that fell over. Then another just stood there on the road, crying and barking like mad when I approached it, then when I was like a metre from it, it ran off as though it was really scared and kept whimpering as it sped off into the dark short cut. After I walked quite a distance from them, they came back together about fifty metres from me and started barking with the same ferocity they have when they attack. When I turned around and gave them a stare, all of them scattered again and whimpered. Hmmm. Weird.