Of The Last Samurai and the Inconsiderate Bastards
Just got back from watching The Last Samurai.What can i say about this movie?To be honest i did not blow me away,however it was nothing short of an awesome film.Im not being biased here or anything,in fact i didnt even compare this movie with my all time favorite,LOTR.Instead i compared it with Edward Zwick's older movies like Legends of the Fall.(A film i enjoyed a lot...)Anyway,the film is basically about this Captain called Ethan Algren,who fought the Red Indians and made famous for his contributions.However he dislikes name he has been labelled with.He was ordered to kill innocent people and he became sick of life and many time,seeked for death by drowning himself with alcohol.On one occasion he was offered to train the Japanese's military to battle against the Royal Samurai army.And so he went to Japan and trained the army.Due to their inexperience in battle they lost the battle soon after it started and Ethan Algren was captured by the leader of the Samurai army,Katsumoto.Instead of killing him he spared his life,saying that he wanted to know his enemy.Initially Ethan didnt trust Katsumoto and doubted his intentions.However after much conversations with him and living with Katsumoto's sister,Taka,he began to realise the true spirit of the Samurai and what they are fighting for.All his life Ethan Algren had been living in irony,and this is nothing short of being the biggest irony as well.He ended up fighting for Katsumoto and his army and soon,he became a Samurai warrior as well.This film is basically about the spirit behind a Samurai warrior.And the most important part of that spirit is,honor.Due to the language gap between the actors the director minimised the amount of coversation between Ethan Algren and the japanese,which raised the importance of storytelling through images.You walk into the theatre and expect a action packed movie,sword slashing action and blood.However,this movie proved to be more than just a sword flying and bullet soaring movie.It has more emotions than most people will expect,especially for Ken Watanabe's protrayal as Katsumoto.As the movie progresses you feel for every single Samurai warrior in the movie and they gradually became the true star and hero of the movie.The chemistry between Ethan and Katsumoto's grandchildren was well played out all thanks to this talented young actors.However i thought the love story between Ethan and Taka was not well played out.The battles were all right,it reminded me of the street fight at the beginning of Gangs of New York,but a lot better and of a bigger scale.If you people are expecting cool sword fights throughout the movie dont watch this movie.I am more impressed by the fight between the Samurai warriors and the ninjas than the final battle on the grassy field.All and all i enjoyed this movie.I had high hopes for the movie due to my sister's eager recommendations.However i wasnt blown away by it,neither did it leave much impression on me.But like my mother said while on the way back home.She said in a movie's point of view this movie is enjoyable to a high level and very entertaining.Most of all it conveyed the message to the audience well.Honor in life and death.Anyway,so there i was trying to ignore the pain in my spine while sitting on the chair.(All thanks to the sit ups i did on Tuesday on the hard floor.)Those bloody Malay bastards who was sitting behind me kept talking and talking and talking and talking.I almost turned back slapped their faces but decided not to because i didnt want to miss any part of the film.That guy beside my mom couldnt stop talking because he was discribing the movie to his girlfriend.What your girlfriend cant read?Stop underestimating your girlfriend's intelligence when i highly doubt that your brain is anything near the size of a green pea.Those malay guys behind me laughed at every single thing throughout the movie and couldnt stop chit chatting about everything.I hate those people!They should be killed and they corpses burnt.I was queueing up for the tickets and thankfully the line was short.However when my turn came every counter was occupied,so i had to stand there to wait for someone to leave.The lady at the left side of the counter left but i didnt see her,until the lady from the counter in front of me directed me there.Just as i was about to step up to the last counter on the left this guy bumped into me from behind and jumped in front of me.I almost tore his bloody head off his neck.I looked at him with disgust and he didnt even look back to apologise.The lady at the counter looked at me,with that sorry eyes.But i was too frustrated at the man that jumped the queue.However i didnt say anything,and i regret that i never did!Bloody scumbag.Those bloody teenage girls who was queueing up outside j8 to watch that loser Zai Zai's performance left a truck load of litter and trash at the side of the road.Those idiotic screaming teenage girls should be banged down one by one by rubbish trucks.And if that doesnt kill them i will personally throw them into the back of the truck and hopefully that will crush them,then leave them at the side of the road to be baked by the setting sun,and THATS being kind!Inconsiderable people,idiotic bastards.Ive had it.The next time i see them watch out for your head.I will pluck them out one by one and mock at your dead corpse.

Correction!Its Nathan Algren instead of Ethan Algren.And The kids belong to Taka and not Katsumoto's grandchildren.

Quotes of the Day:
Katsumoto,'A perfect blossom. You could spend your whole life searching for one, and it would not be a wasted life.'

Katsumoto,'When I took this, you were my enemy.'

Algren,'What do you want from me?
Katsumoto,'What do you want for yourself?'

Algren,'I have been hired to suppress the rebellion of yet another tribal leader. Apparently, this is the only job for which I am suited. I am beset by the ironies of my life.'

Algren,'You want me to kill Jappos, I'll kill Jappos.'
Colonel Bagley,'I'm not asking you to kill anybody.'
Algren,'You want me to kill THE ENEMIES of Jappos, I'll kill THE ENEMIES of Jappos... Rebs, The Souix, The Cheyenne... For $500 a month I'll kill whoever you want. But keep one thing in mind, I'd gladly kill you for free.'

Katsumoto,'You believe a man can change his destiny?'
Algren,'I think a man can only do what he can, until his destiny is revealed.'

Katsumoto,'Who was your general? '
Algren,'Don't you have a rebellion to lead? '
Katsumoto,' People in your country do not like conversation? '
Algren,' He was a lieutenant colonel... his name was Custer. '
Katsumoto,' I know his name, he killed many warriors. '
Algren,' Ah yes, many warriors. '
Katsumoto,' So, he was a good general? '
Algren,' No. No, he wasn't a good general. He was arrogant and foolhardy, and he got massacred because he took a single battalion against two thousand angry Indians. '
Katsumoto,' Two thousand Indians? How many men for Custer? '
Algren,' Two hundred eleven. '
Katsumoto,' I like this General Custer. '
Algren,' He was a murderer who fell in love with his own legend and his troops died for it. '
Katsumoto,' I think this is a very good death. '
Algren,' Well, maybe you can have one just like it someday. '

Algren,'I will miss our conversations.'

Emperor Meiji,'Tell me how he died.'
Algren,'I will tell you how he lived.'
---'The Last Samurai'(2003)

Song of the Moment---Desperado by The Eagles

Lyrics of the Day
Desperado by The Eagles




Desperado,why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow

Don' you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet

Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're loosin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late

Of the Challenge Against the Running Track
"Rain,rain,come today,so i wont have to run the way..."I muttered as i put on my guitar T-shirt and stared out into the distance..the city was covered under the threatening rain clouds and the rain in the distant seemed more a thick veil of curtain pulled over the buildings..i prayed so hard for rain yesterday night that i actually forgot about the chances of it actually happening..The rain stopped last night in my area and moved down South,and the ground was still wet and puddles of water can been seen here and there along the sidewalk to the school..As i made my way to school i kept my fingers crossed,hoping that it might bring some rain or perhaps a drizzle to make the running tracks too wet to run.I was about to take my 2.4 km run today during PE,and of course as a weakling i cant stand the fact that i cant cover the distance in time...(Thankfully i make it back everytime..after the time limit that is.)So the assembly ended and still the rain refused to fall.In fact i actually saw the sun,havent saw that in days.Convince myself that its not going to rain and i prepared myself mentally for the run.(Though failure is almost inevitable.)Melvir ran first and i was his time keeper,and he cleared the run without a sweat.Zhuangyi was like a skipping antelope and he cleared it as well.Oh hell,im not going to pass this i told Jian Lin.Though he told me not to be so passive but im just being absolutely realistic.I stepped onto the red running track once more with the girls,(Yes most of the girls sat out during the first run.)and i sprang from the finish line right after the newbie PE teacher said,"Go!".As i ran i kept reminding myself to breath hard and constant,a little piece of advice from Rachel.(Thanks a lot for that,really appreciated.)So i concentrated on my breathing instead of the distance still miles away.The first round went pass me,the second one did too,then the third came along and i was still running at a fair pace.Normally i wouldve collapsed onto the running track gasping for oxygen but this morning,i was probably in my tip top condition.Managed to cover 5 rounds without stopping,also reminding myself to keep on going.(Friendly advice from ZhuangYi.)And so i did,never stopped at all.I wonder what goes through people's minds when they run.Their aching feet?The sound of the bottom of their shoes slapping against the track?The cheering girls?Or perhaps the distance to the finish line?I was trying hard to distract myself,trying to think of anything to do with running,sports,sweat and pain.However,anything that came to my mine seemed to be related back to those 4 things i mentioned previously.Started thinking about the scene from The Two Towers,when Aragorn,Legolas and Gimli chased after the Uruk Hai.I guess i was probably in the same situation as them,but less danger and not life threatening(Sort of...).Then i thought about Rs standing on the grand stand waiting for me to arrive,cheering me on.Which definitely helped me along the way.Kept my feet moving and dont stop."Keep breathing...keep breath...Dont stop now..."And so there i was,one of the two guys running alongside the girls.The other guy was really fast and he managed to beat me by a full round(Not surprising.).However i kept my pace and decided not to follow his pacing,since it was awfully fast for my weary legs.Sweat poured down and my eyes was filled with sweat.Pain in my feet was already unbearable and the pain in my chest was growing with every step i took.My stomach was sucking itself inwards and my head swirled.But i never stopped.I wouldve stopped but i didnt.I just kept on going and going,and hoping that perhaps i will be able to pass this.Last round and my destination is within sight.I mustered all the strength that i have left and summoned them to my legs.With a sudden spurt of energy i sprang across the track for the last 100 metres.Managed to cross the finish line then collapsed onto the track trying to gather myself.Heard the time that newbie teacher shouted over the cheerings.I failed.And scratched the ground with anger and despair.I was so close to passing by yet again i failed.But though i was filled with anger and despair i did not regret.I did my best today and i never stopped for one second on that track.I might not have conquered the time but ive conquered the track and its now beneath my feet.My next target will be to beat the time.All right thats that,i cant wait for the 3 days consecutive holiday that is coming up.I am now alone at home with a filled stomach after a good hot bath.Im going to sleep soon after and well,enjoy the holidays people.=).Puritssa,or Pricilla,left me a message on Gunbound."I miss you =(" was what she said.Well,what can i say?Shes a great girl and i know Krishna will be jealous again.What the heck,hope to keep this relationship in the cyberworld."Just a friendly expression."i reminded myself about the message.Haha,stupid that i actually typed this but nevermind.2 weeks left to Valentine's day,get something for the ladies guys,make them happy.

Of the Moo Moos and the Gun Shots
First of all,sorry for not posting any entries for the past few days..wow its been a pretty long timesince i last posted..great apology to all..Anyway,i have been busy this week..doing what you might ask.Well being myself,a student.Doing tutorials into the wee hours and getting up early with my eyes still desperately trying to close up..Its been raining again..it stopped raining for awhile on Sunday and the sun finally managed to take a peek from behind the clouds..but on Monday morning it started to rain again...and it had been raining every since..Its the monsoon season,and hopefully we'll be able to miss the Napfa pre-test like we did on Tuesday..haha..i hate running and doing pullups..however i can pass everything else..that probably sums up my whole life..everything are at different ends of a thread..the two extremes..Anyway,Ng Kim Teck had been a pain in that ass this couple of days..especially when it comes to HIS files..its just stupid how everybody has to follow his way of arranging and labelling the worksheets in the files..and as mentioned before that bloody sketch book where we were supposed to paste notes..which i find a total waste of resources and time..which is why its still resting on my table..I brought everything which is needed for the file..which means that i brought everything in the file but not the plastic file itself..and he got pissed because i did not bring the god damned file...which got me really furious because what is important is that i have the things properly arranged and that i didnt lose any piece of work,not the fact that i did not file them..and its not like i am never going to file them...Today during the geography remedial Mr Jonathan Ng announced to us that a relief teacher just came to our school and he/she is taking the j1s..so he will be taking the J2s for now...and he recieved a loud and continuous cheer from the crowd..the victims of that bloody turtle Ng Kim Teck..We were so excited that he was going to take over that we couldnt stop laughing about it...He himself was pretty stunned by the overwhelming response to his accouncement..When asked which classes he will be taking he said,'I think i will be taking 4A'and our class cheered even louder..Why?because most of us cannot stand Ng Kim Teck anymore and he's is like a splinter in our butt which cannot be reached by our hands..he will only be taking 3 classes and for those classes whom he will not be taking...was pretty disappointed during the lecture...Mr Jonathan Ng tried to cheer them up by saying,'Its all right,everything's still going to be the same..'Then Sarab said,'Thats exactly what we dont want!!'And that brought a bunch of laughter from the crowd as well..A little back story to Mr Jonathan Ng..He's an extremely nice geography teacher..if we werent that close to Mr Yeo last year he wouldve been our favorite teacher out there..at least for me..He's always helpful when it comes to students and he makes the lectures pretty interesting with an occasional joke here and there..and he's way of explaining things made life a lot easier for most students..He's pictures!!The mountains and the rivers,the hills and the trees,all extremely beautiful and it shows perfectly how much effort he has placed in the powerpoint slides..the lecture slides which he posted on ependa was what saved me during the promos and helped me to get top 10 in the whole cohort for geog..Thanks to him..=) Anyway,so he will be taking over physical geography for our tutorials..and me and Rachel couldnt stop laughing to that.."Lets go to the staff room and bid farewell to Ng Kim Teck.."*Waves*He mentioned during his own lecture that its all right to make mistakes in life..however the fact is,that he himself is the big mistake of our lives..Thats definitely the best news ive heard in days..Anyway,before the remedial lecture Wan Jun Liu Yin Han Wei Rachel Jia Ying Shariffah ZhuangYi Wan Wei and I went out of school to the nearby coffeeshop for a late lunch...i know its not the perfect place to have your lunch but the chicken rice actually turned out to be better than i expected..me and Rachel were still extremely hungry so we shared a packet of fries and nuggets..which ended up being shared by everyone..It was still early when we finished our lunch so we started talking about school and the rain...JiaYing suddenly came up with an extremely lame game and then we started playing it...And i remembered the game Jeff taught me when we went to the chalet last year..so i told the people about it...Its one of those really lame and stuoid games which requires no intelligence and sense..so i went,'Bang Bang Bang...Who died?'and we played that game throughout the afternoon...and brought along a lot of laughter because some of us knew how to play the game and for those who didnt know..became the jokes of the day..because we actually made it really obvious..(Samantha if you are reading this...I am not going to tell you how the game works..figure it out yourself..hahahha)Then the next game was what i like to call the "Moo Moo Game".You basically go,"Listen up,how many Moo Moos jumped over the wall?"(Ans:2)Most of the people were extremely puzzled by this...however eventually they managed to figure out how the game works...Except for Zhuangyi which too him almost the whole afternoon to figure out..(Im still unsure if he figured it out at all..)The hand signs game by Rachel was pretty funny as well...i was surprised how fast i managed to figure out how the game worked..and in the end Zhuangyi was the last to figure out how to play...again...Basically we had a lot of fun in the afternoon...was quite noisy outside the LTs which made the VP pretty upset..(Sorry...)Its great to see the class together..or at least part of the class laughing and joking together...I was pretty high at that time because i was extremely tired..You know how it is...I was so tired during GP lecture that i fell asleep on the lecture table..and i drooled..(Opps..)Melvir said i slept like a pig and after they came back from the toilet i was still very much in dreamland.That bloody Melvir must have did some mischief to Annu..i must get to the bottom of it..in the meantime,cheers to Mr Jonathan Ng...=)

Song of the Moment---3am by Zhang Zhi Chen

Of Black Jack,Old Friends and Puritssa
Righto...so today...or yesterday for that matter..i woke up early in the morning and got ready for my trip to Nigel's house for the chinese new year..I seem to be spending chinese new year with 1s24 every single year..hmm..hope to keep this going on yea?;)Anyway,took the MRT to Yio Chu Kang MRT and met up with Jane..then took bus 70 to Bowen secondary...it was still raining...(It hadnt stopped since it started a few days ago..)We didnt exactly know where Nigel's place was..so me and Jane actually got lost while walking up and down the street in the rain...All thanks to Harrison's fantastic directions we got off at the wrong stop and walked towards the wrong direction in the freaking rain..(But i didnt blame him really..)And so we walked towards Rs's house..hahaa..and i actually thought we will end up around there..and perhaps drop by for a visit..=P But that of course didnt happen..In the end Nigel came down and brought us up to his place..It was still empty since everyone was late..so we sat down and had an early lunch...Gave my oranges to her mom and got a generous red packet from her..Money is always a good thing..:) She's a nice lady...and her dad alike is a very nice father...(Who looked exactly like Nigel..)And so we sat down and started playing BlackJack..and that was the first time i engaged in real gambling...which involved money of course..though we didnt play big..(With 50 cents the minimum bet..)i still managed to earn about 10 dollars even after the losing strick at the beginning of the game..(Thanks to Nigel..being such a lousy BlackJack..Lousy Banker means free cash people..remember that..)earned a lot more after that until when SiangHong started his winning strick at the Taidee game..and we all lost money due to that..but thats all right because i still managed to bag about 10 dollars?which is a pretty cool thing to start off with..It was pouring outside and rain was pouring into Nigel's house literally..for some reason those windows didnt exactly do their job and water came spashing in from the top..even as a guest i went to help Nigel close the windows..however i was forced to go back to the game by both Nigel and the rain...(Yes it was that heavy..)By then my new Tshirt and pants were already wet and drenched..But who cares..Everyone left the place at 4 and well..initially i really wanted to call off the party at east coast...seeing the wonderful weather outside..So i called Samuel to call off the party...however i changed my mind soon after because to be honest i didnt want to go home..the place which was comfortable and cozy but however,reminds me of what i have to face again on Monday..(Homeworks..)So i stayed out and managed to convince myself to get to East Coast..took 24 to Paya Lebar Mrt and took the Mrt Bedok to meet up with Jefferson,Terence and a friend of his..Due to the rain Terence was late so we missed the 530 shuttle bus..(Yea great..)We ended upsqueezing into a cab and oh yes..i still owe his friend the cab fare..(Smiles..)Christopher and Fabian came to bring us to the chalet..both of them were under this already wet newspaper..what a great day for a chatlet anyway?With pouring rain and cold wind...and i think Christopher mentioned something about volleyball and suntanning?I guess we'll have to make it up by fishing in the pool outside the chalet..(Rainwater actually..I dont mind eating sushi anyway..)we were there early and met up with Christopher's god brother and his friend..His friend is Sean..(Or Shaun...or shawn...i really dont know which..)He's friend looked really old and well...wimpy to be exact...was pretty quiet and stayed out of sight most of the time..while Sean made quick friends with me and Fabian and within 10 minutes we were already talking about guitars and keyboards..(Fabian showed me some of his skills with guitar..not the best ive seen but pretty impressive..better than me of course..)The girls started to come one by one and Sean apparently got really excited...especially at the sight of the drenched girl..(Horny bastard..*Grin*)Fabian didnt take heed of the girls since he claims to be gay partners with Jefferson..We sat around the bed and played more card games while the girls really just stayed outside..As marists/gentlemen we left the room for the ladies..and they sorta took it for granted and took up every square inch of space within the small confined space in the room and started chaos..(Especially the two girls in black..the loud laughter plus the nonstop talking really turned the guys off..)The people who attended really splitted into 4 groups..the girls as one group..The marists as one group..Christopher's TJ friends as one group and the relatives group..Chris's uncle makes awesome pum..which he claims to be made out of pure trial and error..(Seems like so..)He just opened bottles and started pouring stuff into this container..sprite water coke orange juice vidka you name it,he added them..and it tasted awesome.."You made me addicted to this.."i told him...And by that time it was still pouring..and our Fabian suggested water polo...(Hahahaaaa...)the food came and we ate..wasnt tasty to be honest...they were cold and the bread was hard..the curry was too hot and well..the only remarkable food were the sausages and hot dogs which was again done by Chris' uncle..I started playing my guitar while others continued with card games..the girls carried out the MahJong table and started playing MahJong while i took charge of the radio as well...So within that small tiny room you basically hear screaming,laughing,music,MahJong pieces,rain all mixed together...you get noise..even after a couple of hours the guys were still very much separated from the girls..though some of them were pretty nice people and attractive but hey..i wasnt there to look at girls or to make friends..but rather to meet old friends and have fun..and i did..Apparently Terence and Jeffereson didnt care much about the girls as well...Though they were a nuisanse..And as for Fabian,he was busy munching on chips in the corner..The cake came in and we sang the song,sliced the cake..and ate half of it while the other half ended up on Christopher's face..too bad he washed them off..We took a picture with the 5 guys(Terence Jefferson Fabian Sean and I)carrying Christopher..=) It was fun actually..but we wouldve had more fun..Mark wanted to meet Jeff and Terence in town after his relative's funeral..(Weird that he can still party after a funeral..)In the end the plan was left aside..since it was still pouring and the 1015 shuttle bus already left..we played more card games and Christopher lost a game..We gave him a choice for forfeit..i said,"Either you do a pole dance or get poled.."Which of course,he did neither..We got onto the bus at 1115 and the bus took us through the rain to the Bedok Mrt..where me Terence and Jeff waited for the last 24 bus to arrive..by that time we were already walking zombies and Terence fell aslp on the bus soon after..they got off the bus before i did and i hopped off at my stop somewhere near my house..i missed the last 105 bus so i had to walk home through the rain myself..(Which was quite an interesting experience..considering that it was raining like mad and i was alone on the street at 12am..)After helping an old lady back home.(I am very proud of it..)I started my our journey home..I didnt want to walk by the path beside the drain..though its faster but that path is darker and to be honest,you dont wanna be on there at midnight..So i took the long way round around the estate..the street was empty save for a few occasional cars zooming pass..Creating tidal waves under their speeding wheels..with my pants almost falling below my hips..(Not deliberate..)and half my guitar hanging outside the limited reach of the umbrella i hurried down the road and hopefully to reach home in time..No one else except me was walking on the street..all was quiet except for the endless splatter of rainwater on the road and the pleasent sound of rain hitting the top of my umbrella..It was peaceful in a sort of way..and i started thinking about the girl i met online while playing gunbound..her name is puritssa..if thats her real name at all..and she is from argentina..i guess there's something about argentinians..they are really friendly people..and as long as you treat them nice and right they will treat you exceptionally good as well..so the other night i was playing a game with her and she treating me as if we are a couple..the encouagements when i missed a target and the occasional kiss through cyberspace..for some reason that felt awfully weird in a good way...i guess thats how a guy feels especially in a relationship..to have someon there always happy to see you and to feel that love even when you guys are half the globe apart..and dont get me wrong..i dont like this argentinian whatsoever..but she's just really nice and she makes me feel welcomed all the time when i logg on to gunbound..Which is also why most guys and girls misses the time when they are attached..because it just felt so great..however ive never felt that before..so i guess i wont know what it truely feels eh?Perhaps one day of course but at least not now..All right enough of typing..i shall go do whatever i am going to do now..;) See you guys tomorrow in school where hell starts all over again..Signing off for now..

Song of the Moment---Ling2 Chen2 San1 Dian3 Zhong1 by Zhang Zhi Cheng aka Z Chen

Actually i wanted to post but im and too tired due to the vodkas i drank and i cant think straight...so here is a song a learnt..:)
Lyrics of the Day:
Now and Forever by Richard Marx




Whenever i'm weary
From the battles that raged in my head
You made sense of madness
When my sanity hangs by a thread
I lose my way, but still you
Seem to understand
Now & forever,
I will be your man

Sometimes i just hold you
Too caught up in me to see
I'm holding a fortune
That heaven has given to me
I'll try to show you
Each and every way i can
Now & forever,
I will be your man

Now i can rest my worries
And always be sure
That i won't be alone, anymore
If i'd only known you were there
All the time,
All this time. . .

Until the day the ocean
Doesn't touch the sand
Now & forever
I will be your man

Of the Wet Wet Day
23th January 2004,wow what a wet day..its been raining since this morning..and im already growing moulds all over...Which really helped me get into bed..and fall aslp pretty fast after that..hahaa..Dont you just love wet and rainy days...Like my friend Sock Khim said,"I like rainy days,the greyness of it all..."yea..i like the greyness of the day...very moody and well...which suited what i felt about everything perfectly..which in turn made me feel a little better...sitting at the balcony and watched the world as the rain splatter on the metal railing on the balcony..the leaves of the plants swaying to and fro from the wind and the world showered with rain and disappearing into the distant horizon...the smell of rain when its about to come..when you sit in your room and hear a thunder far of..when smell of water and moist and the expectation of rain within your mind..you start to feel drowsy and tired and your bed seems a little more comfortable than usual...Then the rain starts to pour and day darkens even more...now sitting in my bedroom i watched as the rain trickled down the window and casting long shadows on my wooden floor..as i took out my book and started reading it till i finally fell asleep on my bed with the book still on my chest...thats the absolutely perfect day for me..:)just so to let you know..so whats your perfect day like?Just watched Bandits with my parents..i watched that movie at the cinemas once and it didnt appeal to me as much as it did just now...well its a pretty amazing movie to be honest..and i strongly recommend it to you guys..;)Peace out..

Quotes of the Day:
Terry,'Love is a wish you hide in your heart that no one else knows.'

Terry,'You know the problem with being smart? You know everything in advance, there's no suspense in life.'

Terry,'Kate, you should choose. What's it gonna be? Mr. Action Figure Hero Guy? Or brains, and sensitivity, and a lot of other things I could name. So in other words: me or THAT guy?'

Terry,'You're gonna rob the bank with a Magic Marker? What are you gonna do, draw on 'em?'

Terry,'I noticed you got a gold watch.'
Joe,'It's an 18 carrot gold watch.'
Terry,'I don't give a shit how many carrots it is.'
Joe,'36 grand. It's no big deal.'
Terry,'Did you ever think about asking someone for the time? It's a lot cheaper.'

Terry,'Do you smell burning feathers?'
---'Bandits'(2001)

Of Now and Forever
Hmm..it is the Chinese New Year..however for some reason im not excited about it at all..im not exactly keen on going out and shop my head off with my friends or spend all the money that i recieved from my parents and grandparents on food and drinks..For some reason i am not even happy this holiday..even though i recieved a relatively large amount of money for this chinese new year..(Dont ask me how much i got...its a 4 digit number..)Anyway,so i stayed at home most of the time and picked up my guitar(Again..)and started to learn some songs...or pick up songs that i havent touched for ages..Managed to play Now and Forever by Richard Marx...which is pretty cool because thats one of my favorite songs of all time..(Considering how suitable it is to sing to my wife-to-be)Im going to Christopher's birthday party at East Coast tomorrow..he's having a chalet but most of my friends are not staying over..afterall we dont know half the people who are staying overnight anyway...but anyway,cant wait to go there and meet some old friends and hopefully make new friends as well..Yesterday night i was online at 130am and i was in an extremely down mood for some reason..i guess it has got to do with life itself and the fact that you will be treated like dogs in NS..(Pretty..)So there i was talking to Krishna when another problem child came into the picture..It was Samantha..(Sorry for the name..:P)She msged me and told me that she wanted to call me...(Fine..)and so i picked up the phone..and without noticing the time we talked till 4am in the morning...What did we talk about on the first day of the chinese new year?well...just pure crap really...just about anything under the sun and beyond really..she was having her problems..(Which i will keep disclosed..)which was unable to be solved for now...so i figured maybe if i can talk to her she will feel much better..so instead of focusing on the problem itself we started talking about the class,the armpit hair yesterday,(Yes not the greatest thing to talk about at 4am..)about J****,even about measurements of penis size..(Yes...)Oh well..i guess we were both really tired and our mouths didnt really say what we want to say...She's a nice person to talk to nontheless..especially at those wee hours of the night when nobody's around...we shared a lot of problems and thoughts about things..and yea...i wont go into details on that one but...its just nice to know that people trusts you with their problems and secrets when you dont even trust yourself on keeping them...Ive been getting a lot of secrets from friends lately..female friends to be exact...and its good to know that there's someone in this world still trusts you...and that they are willing to msg or call you to share their problems and hopefully,from the conversation they will be able to abstract some form of satisfaction,and by the time they hang up they will feel better and have a good night sleep...Krishna once asked me how i did it..to have female friends calling me at night and do what they did...(He's very particular about these things..always getting jealous about extremely minor things..especially when i have dealings with girls..)I never told him an answer because..how did i do it?i never even tried?i guess you just have to set your image right?Im thankful that im not like most guys...only interested in soccer balls or balls itself..(J...)And that i am interested to know people's thoughts and feelings..and their problems...Or maybe i just have an extraordinary tolerance for constant complaining?Hmm..well anyway,like i said i was feeling bad about almost anything around me right now..Mood swing?Maybe..To some that might be a surprise because i dont show the depressed and upset side of me very often..and only to a few individuals..i keep those emotions and feelings inside and keep them locked there so when i feel like its too hard to conceal or too tough to take it...i will unlock them all at once..It might be pretty hard to imagine for some..a Weilien sitting in front of the computer a dread about life?What right has he got to despair?I must admit that i do have a better life than most..So what right do i have?I dont know..i guess people can be unhappy about being unhappy..or unhappy about being happy..(Think about it..)Rich and happy people do have their own problems you know..So i was thinking which me is the real me...Am i really a happy go lucky person in a mood swing or am i really just a moody and depressed person,seeing no light in my future and despair in almost anything i do,only acting to be happy and jumping around cracking jokes to my friends?I ask myself which one of that is me but i never seemed to be able to answer that question..Krishna told me that all i have to do is to be myself..But really...Who am i?I dont recognise myself even when i look through the mirror or touch my face with the tips of my fingers..after all thats only a physical thing..i cant even answer the simple question about my identity..Who am i?I am just a combination of different personality,due to the influence of the people around..so what makes up my personality is really not what i wanted it to be...i bet half of you guys out there have question marks written all over your heads but nevermind..i dont really know what i am typing anyway..Nvm..i shall continue to ponder over the question about my identity..and i want you guys to enjoy your holiday..afterall it only happens once a year eh?;)Enjoy it all right?

Song of the Moment---May I Love You by Zhang Zhi Chen aka Z Chen

Of the Armpit Hair
Hey its eve of Chinese New Year...here to wish all readers a happy chinese new year...fill your pockets and wallets with money and get ready for some after new year shopping...;)Jiayou on the money collectin'!!Anyway,today i woke up as usual...i didnt feel like going to school..since ive already guessed half the programs thats gonna be up today..and the fact that i knew less than half the class will attend the celebration..i seriously didnt want to go to school..oh hell..i guess i better be there..afterall i am the CT rep of the class..not easy on the job..(I know how you felt Bernice..)So i dragged myself to school and met up with my friends before heading into the hall for the usual speech and performance..well it actually started off fine...with a rather interesting speech by Melvin Tay..then another by our principal Mrs Ho..i was already falling asleep by then...since i didnt have much sleep the night before..then the performances started..first up was the lion dance..and honestly that didnt thrill me at all...In fact it was kinda boring..though the stunts they pulled off were pretty awesome to look at by it was just awfully long and dragged throughout the time they performed..i found myself hugging my face and changing my hp's wallpaper..Those guys actually fell off those stands there were supposed to climb..you know..those poles with a flat top where the lion dancers can step on and perform tricks...they fell twice..i didnt think they were bad even though they fell...(Wasnt serious..)But i thought the performance was just boring to begin with...I thought the fashion show was awfully lame as well..save for the fact that Mr Seah came out with an Alfro hair and rocked the house..he was pretty hilarious..which in turn great diminished Mr Lawrence's entrance..(Beach wear..didnt stand out at all..)Though the Guzheng and CO peeps played pretty well but i was still dozing off...while WenLai who was sitting beside me seemed pretty excited about almost every single performance..The performance by Chinese Cultural Society has got to be the best of the lot i'll say...those jokes are actually funny...though i didnt laugh out loud but hey...i chuckled..that's new..I remember when i was back in Maris Stella their jokes only recieved Boos and jeers from the audience..(With me leading the crowd..)Anyway,they pulled it off perfectly and i enjoyed it a lot...The Malay and Indian dances were just...ordinary...nothing special...Since Mrs Ho refered to today as a special day of the year and one of the most important day for chinese then why not try making the performances extraordinary and more interesting?I was dozing off when that malay girl came onstage..but my eyes widened when Shariffah came hopping out from the left side of the stage..(She looked awfully pale with those heavy makeup..)The PRC scholars' performance was the most disgusting,horrible and horrendous performance i saw...They were supposed to sing Wang Li Hong's Long De Chuan Ren...(Not particularly my favourite anyway..)And they came onto stage as if theyve never rehearsed for the song before..half the group of scholars didnt know how to sing the song..while the other just moved on stage and mumbled the lyrics..the 3 girls in front however pulled it off by singing and dancing at the same time..the guy who did the singing int he background was absolutely horrible..he couldnt sing for one..and he stood there like some frozen zombie...The guy beside him was singing his head off pretending to be the next Singapore Idol..(I wonder what Simon will say to that..)Just when i was about to pass out on the floor of the hall i saw something which gave me even more reasons to throw up...when the scholars held hands and bowed...they raised their arms and you could actually see those girls with unshaved armpits..(I was sitting at the second row..)its hard not to notice it because it was jumping out of her sleeves and saying hi to the audiences down below..me and my friends were horrified and started to laughing like mad...it was pure horror...The teachers' performance was nice...glad to see them shed off the books and do some hard drumming on the stage...(Though Chen Chun Yan was a little shy about banging the drums..)The bazaar by the J1s was boring...well maybe i was too desperate to go out with my friends or simply go home and slp...went to this store and guessed what was in the box...and yes though i got all 3 correct...i touched someone's teeth...a tree bark and egg yoke...awful...and what did i get?2 burgers and 4 mentos..great huh?i wanted the games so bad...sigh...anyway...went home after that after cancelling the outing with 1s24 guys..(It was a last minute decision and people already had plans..)Me and Siang Hong decided to head to SR next time when they have some sort of carnival...im sure what he's up to..(Heh heh..)But of course...i have things to do other than saying hi to old friends too..*Hint Hint..*hahaha...all right i shall go and slp now..:)Nightz..

Quotes of the Day:
David,'Please make me a real boy?'

Gigolo Joe,'They made us too smart, too quick, and too many. We are suffering for the mistakes they made because when the end comes, all that will be left... is us.'

Blue Fairy,'Come away O human child / To the waters and the wild / With a faery hand in hand, / For the world's more full of weeping / Than you can understand. '

Gigolo Joe,'I know women! They sometimes ask for me by name. I know all about women. About as much as there is to know. No two are ever alike, and after they've met me, no two are ever the same!'

David,'My mommy doesn't hate me! Because I'm special! And unique! Because there's never been anyone like me before, ever! Mommy loves Martin because he is real, and when I am real Mommy's going to read to me and tuck me in my bed and sing to me and listen to what I say and she will cuddle with me and tell me every day a hundred times a day that she loves me!'
---'Artificial Intelligence:A.I'(2001)

Of the Unexpected Compliment and the Hilarious Mistake
And so it began..the longest day of the week..Tuesday...and i hate Maths lessons..Mainly because of Mrs Lee Yan Yan..the way she smiles at you seems to pierce yr eyes...trying to communicate with you tell you that you are stupid...that whine when you dont know how to answer her mathematical questions..that constant nagging which follows are just some of the irritating stuff about this teacher..she's a good teacher i guess..in terms of the way she teaches..but you feel intimidated in her class..especially the guys in our class im sure..always asking us questions and naming us in front of the whole class.when asked how to find the angle between two vectors i knew the formula..however i didnt know how to explain or describe it..and she assumed that i didnt know it and thought i was stupid...even though she didnt say it but hell.."You are Dumb!!" is written all over her damn forehead..and that pretty much made my day..Great huh?However that anger and frustration drove me to finish my econs essay outline in the library during break...For some reason when i am sad or angry things tend to be finished faster than usual..so i guess i should ask my friends to piss me off during the As?hmmm..that'll be extremely helpful and productive for me..(Heh..)Anyway,during break i was in a foul mood..and obviously the air con in the library..(The temperature control must have gone haywire and rapidly decreased..)didnt cool me down at all...though the outline i wrote was crap...and eventually proved to be crap but however..i finally finished something that ive never thought i'll finish...at least thats what i thought yesterday night when i was desperately trying to finish the outlines,while sitting on my bed at 12am and a splitting headache..Nevermind that..today during econs tutorial i actually managed to answer most of Mr Teo's question..and that is a big step for me indeed..he is such a great teacher...Like Jia Ying and Shariffah mentioned yesterday at my place..Mr Teo is the kinda teacher..when you ask him simple questions..he will answer it...unlike most teachers which will start to nag at you for the simple fact that you forgot such an easy point...To them basic foundational questions shouldnt be asked and that you are expected to know them already...However Mr Teo never questions your intelligence by questioning your memory..Great teacher..I owe you one man..;) Anyway,so we were having tutorial when he stopped for a break...(Which is a relief because even though he is a great teacher he's lesson can drag on and on nonstop sometimes...)He started talking to us about the test we took yesterday..and the results...He did not reveal any results whatsoever but he said that almost everyone he marked passed..(Almost..)well that's the best thing ive heard all day since that only means that my parents wont be getting the letter from the school..which means that i wont get another lecture from my mom..which also means that i will be able to enjoy my CNY...anyway,then the most unexpected compliment came..he said,"Oh Weilien you passed..You got the highest for MCQ if im not wrong..."And i was like,"No shit?"i think i screwed up for my structured..left one of the 6 marks questions undone..and i actually passed?well im just glad..and what he said later on is even better and more encouraging..he said,"I also dont know why you needed to take the test..."(Or "Donch" know...:P)Hahaha..o hell thanks Mr Teo..No wonder yr email is happyteo@hotmail.com..you really do spread happiness..hahaha..Anyway,today during Chinese the chinese teacher asked WenLai to go to the office to get "Zhong1 Lu3"(Oil Palm Trees..)Its supposingly the title for a book..and its supposed to be a compiled version of the good chinese essays by our own students..however WenLai didnt know that she was refering to books and therefore she rushed off to the office looking for anything that looked like a tree...(No i am not exaggerating..)And we started reading this passage distributed to us earlier in the day and totally forgot about how long WenLai was taking to come back..until she suddenly appeared at the door...And in her hands was this red basket with the teacher's pot of plant in it...When she said Zhong Lu she meant the books and not the plant...and she immediately kneeled down on the floor and started laughing like mad..(And tearing..)Half the class bursted into laughter while the other was still trying to figure out what WenLai just did..And she had question marks floating around her head...I was already laughing my lungs out and couldnt stop laughing even after 10 mins..It was soo funny to see the way she screwed it up because of her being..herself...it was so hilarious...Its definitely up on the top 10 funniest things of 2004...hahahahaha..

Quotes of the Day:
Jim Feingold,' The game is tailored specifically to each participant. Think of it as a great vacation, except you don't go to it, it comes to you.'

[Nicholas van Orten loses a shoe when climbing a fire-escape ladder.]
Nicholas,'There goes a thousand dollars.'
Christine,'Your shoes cost a thousand dollars?'
Nicholas,'That one did.'
---'The Game'(1997)

Of being a Student and Staying Alive
Right..Monday...always the most dreaded day of the week..even when today is the earliest day of release and marks the beginning of the week with the longest holiday of the year...This monday still sucked..Chiefly due to the Econs test coming up later in the afternoon..and we had to wait for 5 straight hours for it to begin..Pretty huh?I wanted to go home actually...until Jia Ying wanted me to stay in the library to study with her and the rest of the gang..well since i dont think i wouldve been able to study at home i agreed to stay...and so we did for awhile..I went to the library to wait for Wan Jun and Shariffah's drama meeting to end..while waiting i had a chat with Jane who was busy mugging econs..Apparently she didnt make it as well..Anyway,she fell aslp soon after..So we ate in the school canteen(Me being the stubborn one of the lot..refused to eat at canteen because of the poor quality of food)then later went to my place to study...(Since its right beside the school..)I was exhausted by then..for some reason i was extremely tired today...couldnt keep my eyes open even for the lessons..in fact nothing went into my head during maths lecture..and that kinda worried me..And so we got to my place and we 'studied'...Yea i lied...we didnt exactly study.in fact JiaYing went on and on about wanting to exchange rooms with me..Saying that her room is boring and that my room is "Heavenly" she said...(Well true..but well your place is the ideal place to study eh?No Hifi no computers...perfect..)And so we just sat around my room and started talking about school and our class..it turned out that things have became pretty complicated between the Jiemeis..and the details i shall keep it disclosed..JiaYing told me about that someone which really made me think twice about them..(Not that i was very fond of them anyway...)Had a great chat with the girls...and learnt a lot about the relationships within our class..Now its became a little easier and less complicated than before..No cliques thats for sure..which is good..Im sick of girls(And guys..)forming cliques and blocking everybody out of that clique..then gossip about everybody outside their world..Why bcant everyone form one big bloody clique...Hmmm..anywayz..Mom wasnt exactly very happy that i didnt want to study..(When the truth is that i actually studied them yesterday and Mac)And he a long lecture with me in front of the kitchen..not that ive never had this kind of conversation with her..in fact conversations like these helps me to communicate with her better sometimes..and it helps me to think twice about what i am doing and what i am not doing..However,today was a whole lot different in the sense that i got into a really foul mood after that...Reason being that mom gave me her lecture in front of my friends...and im seriously uncomfortable with that..Though what she said kinda made sense..saying that me being a student should act like a student and study...(Not scolding nor was it a nagging...just talking..)Well,though i agreed with her..but the main problem with me anyway is the existence of laziness within me i must admit..i guess i just dont like to force myself to do things that i dont like or dont want to do...well you can call me a pampered person but thats not the word to use anyway..I just feel like i am wasting time studying what i am not interested in or what will benefit me in the future..like i told my friends...As if you use trigonometry formulas or integration formulas when you grow up to buy eggs in supermarkets..or buy a packet of chicken rice...make a deal with a businessman overseas or even in the music industry..i dont see how the stuff that we are studying now can be applied into our daily lives..In fact the only subject that is actually relevant is economics..(Sadly ive lost interest in it because of the constant Fs i get during tests and exams..)Anyway,later we took the test and it turned out fine...it didnt turn out as good as ive hoped it would be...but wasnt as bad as ive thought it would be..and by the time i finished it was already 6pm..and it was pouring outside the school...the covered walkway behind the school was literally flooded and the pavement to the backgate was flooded with rainwater...luckily benches were lined up side by side so the students hopped from onee bench to the other and managed to cross the 'river'...I met Eric on my way down the grandstand..normally i wouldve took the route down the slope to the front gate..then turn right towards home..but today it was raining really heavily so i managed to persuade Eric to fetch me..afterall his mother was picking him up from the carpark at the back of the school..But hell his mother was late..and we wandered around the market behind the school..he bought some tibits and a deck of cards..(For CNY he claimed..)I got impatient waiting for his mother so i ran into the rain and under HDB blocks..ran through the flooded carparks and across the monsoon drains which was now flooded with raging water..then through the HDB flats beside the school to the narrow walkway beside the drain..i was already wet by the time i reached home...Wait..Correction..i was Drenched instead...the old man stared at me as if he havent seen a drenched human being before.."Yeah you bloody lucky man has an umbrella and i havent got one.."Anywayz,took a long bath and locked myself in the room...Watched "Alive" on HBO only awhile ago..it was a pretty inspiring show..it talks about a group of football players who's plane crashed in the Andes in South America...and managed to live for 80+ days...29 died and 16 lived..and what they had for food?they fed on the dead...And guess what?it is based on a true story...Errie..Ive watched that show dozens of time when i was young..But i really forgot the story..now that ive watched it again it gave me chills and brought back childhood fears of flying in a plane..The sight of passengers being sucked out of the broken tail and bodies burning up..and having to feed on your fellow passengers for food..Nah...aint exactly the best situation ive hoped to be in..So i wondered if i was one of the passengers what would i have done..Be the leader and encourage the guys to stay alive or sit in the snow and wait for death to approach?Be the person who volunteers to cross the Andes or the one whining about not being able to fix the radio?Or simply the one being fed on...Creepy thought...But a movie that definitely left an impact..pretty awesome stuff there..

Quotes of the Day:
Narrator,'And so we were saved. Nando and Canessa breached the Andes and we were saved. Later a group went back and buried the bodies. They built a stone grave and on top of it, they placed an iron cross. There's nothing more I can tell you. '

Rafael,'Hey, I'll pay for pizza if you go get it.'
---'Alive'(1993)

Of the Broken and the Shattered
Yawn...Sunday...the last weekend before Chinese New Year..cant wait to get my hands on those red packets...my hands are burning for some cash collecting activities...Anyway,as i get myself ready for the big week ahead(5 consecutive days of slacking...thats if you count the half day as one...),Krishna managed to convince me to study today in town..yes thats not the best and most interesting to do on a sunday afternoon right before a new year but hey,i dont think i wouldve done anything more productive at home...Anyway,so we met up at City Hall Mrt and went for lunch at one of the food junctions at Raffles City...(Chicken rice is probably the only thing worthy or remembrance in Singapore when i am overseas..in terms of food of course..)Took the Mrt to Raffles Place and found the Macdonald's Krishna mentioned at Clarke Quay...Considering that it is a Sunday Clarke Quay has awfully little people walking around...in fact it was virtually empty...The Mac is very different from the others...Instead of having some stupid looking Mr Ronald Macdonald standing at the front door you have a well renovated building with traces of antiques and history here and there...both inside and outside the Mac...With the sign hanging from metal frame and wooden doors...wooden chairs with metal backings and even a balcony where people can relax and even study...We went up to the second floor and it was empty as well...we took the sit closest to the balcony(Samuel didnt want to leave the air conditioned room)and sat at the cushioned semi-circle seats...it was particularly comfortable that i felt like slping on the chairs instead of studying...and so we studied from 2 straight to 6...i know thats not a very long time but hey...considering that its not even exam period yet its a great accomplishment..especially for someone like me commonly known as the slacker amongst friends..;)Left the place with a stomach full of icecream and strolled towards the Mrt station...as we turned the corner i saw the seat which i sat at almost a year ago...the seat which i will remember for the rest of my life...the place when she called and said she wasnt going for the concert...i know its stupid to still linger on with that thought in my mind but its just hard for me to forget..the first cut is always the deepest eh?Anyway,as we walked pass that stone seat i stared at it for awhile..and pictured myself sitting there with the guitar on my laps and the sun setting before my eyes,and the phone call from her...hooked back some memory and feelings back from then...we stopped for a while wondering what to do next...while they did the thinking i was scaring the green eyed cat staring at me by stamping the ground as hard as i can...(It didnt look very happy...)We left that place soon after and i wondered if i will visit that place again...Krishna brought up the topic about Valentine's day...well...he asked if i have any plans for that day...and as you've expected i havent got any plans...told him that im already used to be alone on special occasions like..New year...Christmas..Valentine's day...im already used to being alone around those times of the year...and that finding someone to go out with is a bloody waste of time...he kept on insisting that Vday is THE day when you can ask a girl out and not feel ashamed of it..(Why would someone feel ashamed to ask a girl out on another other day anyway?)Krishna spent last year's Vday with his Ex..(Didnt turn out fine between them...)and Samuel spent it with this girl that he used to like...(It didnt turn out fine between them as well...She went to poly after the first 3 months and Krishna insisted that he scared her away..)and as for me?i was at home sitting alone in my room feeling the stupidity of myself growing within...(If youve been a faithful reader of this blog you'll know what im talking about..)Anyway,so what am i going to do this year?Krishna suggested a triple date...i smacked his head and thought that was a stupid idea..."I dont even have someone to ask...Or even a target...who the heck am i supposed to ask?"Its pretty weird to just ask anyone that i know if she'll like to spend Vday with me..."I have better stuff to do"she'll probably say.Anyway,as i pondered over that question i asked myself if i should buy another present for her...(You know..)Part of me urged me to get out of that damn Mac now and buy something for her...The other part of me had me stuck to the seat,told me that it'll be stupid and foolish to do something like that again...i agree with the latter...Havent you learnt your lesson yet Weilien?i thought...Why break yr heart again this year?Why dont you just sit at home..read a book..relax and surf some net..instead of sitting at home worrying that she might return you the present again like she did exactly a year ago?A waste of time and energy and i refuse to do it...Makes sense...My heart was broken a year ago...and the wound still remains...Havent bothered to heal it anyway...Or maybe i couldnt...they are broken into fine pieces that they could probably pass through the eye of a needle...Question:Why shatter the already broken?its already so fine that you are having a heart time putting them back..now you want to shatter them even more?Idiot...I dont want to take risks anymore...at least not now...I wonder who will take my place this year to be the one giving her the presents..i wonder if the quality of the presents for her this year from others will surpass my standard..(Which is very high already...Self-proclaimed)I wonder who will get their hearts broken this year...OOO so exciting...Or maybe she will say yes to one of them?Hahaha..questions after questions...Unanswerable...Questions without answers...Questions without reasons...Why worry?Give the chance to others..and im sure she will remember what you did for her a year ago...if she has the right mind and senses..Hopefully she will realise that what i did...was the best of what i couldve done...and that what ive done...is what i wouldve done to THE person in my life...Anyway,the 3 of us decided to organise a bachelor party on that day at Samuel's house..where we hug each other and cry from dusk till dawn...Interesting...i will attend it of course..for those lonely souls out there you are welcomed to enter this party as well...Criteria:Single Dress Code:Anything Casual Reason for Attending:Youve just done something extremely stupid and you lost the person in your life..and you hope to find comfort from other fellow suckers of love...Easy?I'll say so...;)

Quote of the Day:
Raquel,'You know Revenge is second oldest reason to kill someone.'
Emily,'Oh really, and what would be the first?'
Raquel,'[raises a glass] Money, honey!'
---'A Perfect Murder'(1998)

Song of the Moment---When I Look to the Sky by Train

Lyrics of the Day:
More Than Words by Extreme

Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

More than words

Of Oxytocin and the Passionate Love Scale
I was really tired yesterday night when i sat on my mother's sofa watching television...brushig my teeth as i got ready for bed,when i stumbled upon the Tuesday Night movie on Channel 5...Se7en...Brilliant movie i must saw...absolutely awesome...though a lot of scenes were censored..for example the dead body tied to the guy's body as well as other bloody scenes..but hell it was still a brilliant film...which lasted me till 1230am and by that time,i was already fully awake and was desperately trying to get myself to sleep...But instead of trying to get to sleep,i sat up and grabbed the latest copy of Time magazine and started reading it..(Heard that you wont get to sleep if you try...Try staying awake instead...from Saving Private Ryan..:P)This issue was about love and sex..wow what a tempting issue..and no worries..no pornography whatsoever in this issue..(Bummer..)But it gave a lot of insights on how love actually works and what part the body has to play to be attracted to someone..Well i came across this bolded phrase in the middle of the page..it says,'Why do we fall for the same type over and over again?Blame it on Oxytocin."i was like,'what the hell is Oxytocin.."so i read on...well its basically a type of chemical released in your body which sort of determines the type of person that you like...pretty amazing how it happens to us all the time without knowing who or...in this case WHAT's behind it..anywayz,so it got me thinking..so its oxytocin's work that caused me to like the same person over and over again...and not being able to forget about the same person i guess?well that i wouldnt know..Maybe they do have an indirect relationship somehow?Anyway,maybe one day if everyone on earths wants to forget about somebody you loved..might as well just abstract Oxytocin out of your body and there...you wont be attracted to that sort of man or woman anymore..pretty amazing stuff..of course there are other chemicals at the work which stimulates your senses..but those terms are too technical and i was too tired and lazy to read them through..so instead i flipped on to the next page and found this Passionate Love Scale thing..its a test on whether you are passionate about love or not..and they will ask you questions that you must answer within a scale of 1 to 9...well i did that test and the result says,'Passionate,but less intense."Hahaha,which is good i guess..im no psycho after all about love...just pure simple liking for someone and not being addicted like drugs..Ive never fully trusted these tests..after all they are...tests...i'll probably just take them under consideration...and as for school today..i had fun during the orientation for the J1s who joined Guitar Club..it was all right and everyone SEEMED(Notice the capital letters used..)to enjoy themselves during the time...well played ice breaker games as usual...lame as usual...boring like hell...but then again...i wasnt the one hwo organised it...and i dont think there is a better way to make the newbies understand and get to know each other..A couple of quiet ones from the crowd..like Megan..pretty quiet one always in the corner with her friend..(Forgot her name unfortunately..)And during the game she kept requesting for Jay Chou's Qing Tian..and i had to play it over and over again..not that i mind..its just pretty boring after you play the same song repeatedly..Tomas was extraordinarily nice today...having a lot of patience and smiling a lot..(Rare..)and i actually enjoyed today's practise..(Grab the umbrellas!!)Ahmad taught me how to play Spongebob SquarePants!!hahaha..pretty awesome..nice guy..in fact if i were to choose between my current class and my guitar club as my class..you know what my choice will be...That bloody Ng Kim Teck will never get off our backs..not just our class but everybody else..constantly nagging about the orange file..orange file this orange file that OH CANT YOU JUST SHUT UP??boring lessons and lectures and most of all...MAPS...WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO DO WITH MAPS..he's obsession with maps is ridiculous and obviously the whole class is sick of him..more complains tmr..:)Nightz..

Quotes of the Day:
David Mills,'Wait, I thought all you did was kill innocent people.'
John Doe,' Innocent? Is that supposed to be funny? An obese man... a disgusting man who could barely stand up; a man who if you saw him on the street, you'd point him out to your friends so that they could join you in mocking him; a man, who if you saw him while you were eating, you wouldn't be able to finish your meal. After him, I picked the lawyer and I know you both must have been secretly thanking me for that one. This is a man who dedicated his life to making money by lying with every breath that he could muster to keeping murderers and rapists on the streets!'
David Mills,'Murderers?'
John Doe,' A woman...'
David Mills,' [interrupts] A woman... so ugly on the inside she couldn't bear to go on living if she couldn't be beautiful on the outside. A drug dealer, a drug dealing pederast, actually! And let's not forget the disease-spreading whore! Only in a world this shitty could you even try to say these were innocent people and keep a straight face. But that's the point. We see a deadly sin on every street corner, in every home, and we tolerate it. We tolerate it because it's common, it's trivial. We tolerate it morning, noon, and night. Well, not anymore. I'm setting the example. What I've done is going to be puzzled over and studied and followed... forever.'

John Doe,' Wanting people to listen, you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer, and then you'll notice you've got their strict attention.'

David Mills,'C'mon, he's insane. Look. Right now he's probably dancing around in his grandma's panties, yeah, rubbing himself in peanut butter.'

David Mills ,'You're no messiah. You're a movie of the week. You're a fucking t-shirt, at best.'

David Mills,'I've been trying to figure something in my head, and maybe you can help me out, yeah? When a person is insane, as you clearly are, do you know that you're insane? Maybe you're just sitting around, reading "Guns and Ammo", masturbating in your own feces, do you just stop and go, "Wow! It is amazing how fucking crazy I really am!"? Yeah. Do you guys do that? '

William Somerset,'Ernest Hemingway once wrote, "The world is a fine place and worth fighting for." I agree with the second part.'
---'Se7en'(1995)

Song of the Moment---100 Years by Five for Fighting

Of the Nightmare
Just woke up from one...Had sweat all over the place...i still dazed...everything bad about school happened in that dream...i wonder if it will come true at all...

Of the Orange Juice and the Vodka
Friday..(I know it was last week but..o well..)was a long day..though it ended at 1240 but stil..with the back to back 1 1/2 hours lessons after the break and the PE before that can indeed be a killer..though i did 40 more split jumps but for some reasons it didnt feel as bad as the ones i did on tuesday..legs got used to it i guess?Chinese lesson...met up with the new chinese teacher..not that i really care about who takes over me anyway..since im going to drop the subject in march..but the curiosity and excitement of a new teacher is always there...and there she was..Mrs Tan Siew Khim..she's pretty nice..Young but married...(She has two surnames so...)Shes soft spoken..though she has a lot of things to say about school and exams and stuff but she was too soft for me to hear anything..especially when i was sitting at the edge of the first row..her voice sounded more like a leaf fall..all and all she's a nice teacher..at least for now..(Every chinese teacher seems to pick on Mr Mo very often..)Anyway,after that i got home and ate my lunch..surfed some net and got ready to meet Krishna at 4pm at Orchard Mrt..Well he has been away to Indonesia most of the time during the december holiday..and had been wanting to come back to watch The Lord of the Rings:The Return of the King...but her mother never allowed him to come back earlier...(Air tickets unavaliable according to him..)So me and Samuel had to wait for him to come back in order to watch it again..anywayz,i met up with Krishna and went round town to see the people and the places..That stupid gy at the booth actually gave us the wrong tickets...he gave us tickets for the 7pm screening of School of Rock instead...and we had to go back there and ask for a change..(I dont really see the problem since the price is about the same anyway..)Big shout out to Timmy:If you're reading this..i saw Marissa at Cine just now...You've got extremely good taste my friend..too bad she's not straight...hmm...Anywayz,we got our tickets changed and tried to call Samuel...He wasnt picking up his phone nor was he replying to my messages..he wasnt at home so he mustve been out...forgot to bring his hp?He couldve called our handphones?Hmm..so me and Krishna literally went around Orchard to look for that fat boy...until 10 minutes before the show starts,he called me and that he only just recieved the messages and was very sorry...Krishna asked him to come as soon as possible..to catch the last 2 hours of the show anyway...And he did...So i watched The Lord of the Rings:The Return of the King again...(The PL girls beside me were pretty hilarious...Save the talking..)for the 3rd time...When we came out of the theatre it was already 9+ and the sky was already dark..we didnt exactly feel like going home since...we're already outside for so long and saturday was around the corner..so we stroll around town and went down to PS to catch some supper..since half of my dinner was eaten by Samuel...the shops were already closed and it was half empty..the air con was turned off and everything was dark...we went to the coffeeshop to eat supper..and luckily the noodle store was still opened..(Thankfully..)according to Krishna it was supposed to be really famous and delicious..in the end it tasted like any other coffeeshop food...disgusting and tasteless...The noodle was like a bunch of rubberband stretched out...pretty disgusting really...after that we went out of PS and continued down the street...the street was packed with people going home from work...some other stayed at the Starbucks for some coffee while others waited anxiously at the bus stop...waiting for the arrival of the buses...spotted a couple of nyjc-ians around but...Like i care?We got thirsty and went to the 7-11 to grab some drinks..i didnt know what i was thinking...i opened the fridge and grabbed an orange and vodka drink and went to the counter..i was pretty scared that they wont allow teenagers to buy it..afterall we are underaged..so Krishna asked me to pay for the drinks..(He was in school uniform..)i went up to the counter and acted as if buying alcoholic drinks is a daily thing for me..and paid for them and went out of the store...drank our fills and headed home...gosh i was sooo tired that night..im not sure if it was because i slept at 130am the previous night or the vodka..whatever it was it was definitely kicking in..the the bus there was only 3 person and i was at the back of the bus snoring away...(Exaggeration..)But i did have a good night slp nontheless...i guess the vodka helped a bit..:P

Quotes of the Day:
Bill Cabot,' You're about to breathe air that's way over your pay grade so listen up. You're going to be asked for analysis and advice, so be God damn sure you know what you're talking about before you give it. Don't be afraid to say you don't know. Choose your words carefully, words have a habit of being turned into policy.'

Jack Ryan,'General, the President is basing his decisions on some really bad information right now. And if you shut me out, your family, and my family, and twenty-five million other families will be dead in thirty minutes.'

President Nemerov,'For you to get involved here, its like sleeping with another mans wife... and what you are suggesting is that afterwards they all live together under the same roof... but what really happens is that the betrayed husband goes out and buys a gun.'
---'The Sum of All Fears'(2002)

Song of the Moment---Hands by Jewel

Quotes of the Day:

When i cry i see you in my tears.But i clean my tears therefore no one can see you

Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman.Luckier is the woman who is the last love of the man

There are so many stars in the sky,only some get noticed.Among those you choose to ignore is the one which was willing to shine for you forever,even if your glance remains elsewhere.

~Courtesy of Wan Ping

Of Samantha's Precious Crystals
Caution!Explicit language and Emotional
Yesterday night i was sitting on the couch in my room thinking about whether or not i should skip PE tmr morning or simply go ahead and meet my doom...folded up my PE shorts and T-shirt and stuffed them into my bag...just as i was about to climb into bed my sister came in and handed me my handphone..."You left it in the toilet..there's a message..."i thanked her and opened the message..it was front Samantha...The message was sent at 0:20am and i mustve been a pretty important matter...so i called her up instead of replying to that message...Surprisingly she picked up the phone and she sounded weird..initially i assumed that it was due to the flu she had a couple of days ago...but she told me that she was crying all night..when asked why she told me that she was thinking about the stuff that happened for the past few days..especially about our replacement for Geog tutor..and she started crying when she thought of how good Mr Clarence Yeo was to us when he was still around with us back in 2003...i didnt exactly know what to do at that time..since im a sucker at talking to crying girls over the phone..(Not to mention face to face..)And it was past midnight and my brain wasnt working right..(As if it ever did..)She told me that all her favourite teachers from the Arts stream..(And ONLY from the Arts stream)are now elsewhere teaching instead of carrying on with their work here in nyjc...Miss Berlinda Tan(If thats how you spell her name..)the literature teacher,Mr Abdul Halim the GP teacher,Mrs Hougan the Geography teacher and Mr Clarence Yeo,our Geography teacher,our CT tutor,or guide and our friend...Let me give you a background on those teachers..im not very familiar with Miss Berlinda Tan since she teachers literature and i am a sucker at literature..i havent touched that subject for more than 3 years...So i wont be able to give you a detailed account about her...And as for Mr Abdul Halim,he is a great GP teacher...he must be the most unpopular teacher amongst the 4 i mentioned..(Though still liked by a lot of students..)He has his way of doing things in class which is different from other teachers...Weird ways if thats what you call it..especially the time when he asked the whole class to write him an apology letter just because the class was copying what he was writing on the transparency while he was talking.."Disrespectful!"he said...He's an extremely knowledgable individual as well...He's like a living encyclopedia...with pages and words melted and moulded to become what he looks like...he knows absolutely anything and everything under the sky and beyond it..not to mention the multiple Masters degree and the PH.D degrees he has...he's truely a wonderful teacher to lose...Mrs Hougan,she never taught me for a very long time..for a few months or so..But her explaination of plate tectonics will always stay with me..and her lame jokes in class will be remembered as well...she has her way of teacher..and unlike Mr Halim she teaches with a twist of fun...Once she commented that Melvir's drawing of the plate boundaries was like 2 cakes moving towards each other..And how she almost got knocked down by a car when she was in a carpark...how she scolded that driver..Hilarious...And as for Mr Clarence Yeo...if i were to tell you about him i will go on forever..in fact maybe take up the whole page if i need to..Summary?Well...Four words:A friend,A Guide,The Man and the Light...Go figure...Anyway,she was telling me how much she cared for all those teachers and how they left NYJC within merely one year...and she asked me for the pattern...(Well i didnt necessary see the pattern..)Well they were all very popular teachers...and they are liked by all the students they've taught..and why are they gone?Because the level head(Explicit Language ahead..)Mr "I-am-a-fucked-up-bastard"(I will keep quiet about his name..Sorry for the language)saw the coming of the teachers..the rising of their popularity...and he's post as the level head was threatened by the 4 teachers..due to greed for power(And money i assume..)he made the lives of the teachers difficult by asking them do more works..set more exams and teach more classes and organise more fieldtrips than their initial work quota..(Bloody son of a bitch..)So the conspiracy was unmasked and i finally learned the truth about that black slave..(Though i never liked him anyway..)So those teachers will quit due to the immense pressure and he's threats will be eliminated..(For those who dont believe me..contact those teachers i listed..This doesnt just happen in movies but also in a school..Just to let you know..)Anyway,Sam was pretty upset about that fact..of course i was pissed as well..to learn that it was all due to someone's greed..which affected us all..Though i was greatly angered by the news..i told Sam that there's nothing we can do now to turn the situation around..there is no point crying for what happened and what is irriversible..If Clarence Yeo knows that you are crying for him I'm sure he wont be very much happier in Mj..But if crying makes you feel better Sam dont hold them back..do not be afraid of crying..At the mentioning of that name she started crying again..though i could tell that she was desperately holding them back...I dont get it...if you want to cry...just cry...as long as you dont cry for the wrong reasons..He's worthy of yours and our tears..Ive always told my friends..especially the female friends,(Since my Guy friends never cries...Other than the occasion when YiXiang cried after he got stripped but nvm that..)that tears are true representation of one's emotions towards something or someone that cannot be denied...It is the crystal of saturated emotions that is natural and god sent...It is more beautiful than any jewel beneath the earth or any star above the clouds because what it means is more than just some water droplets from your eyes...but it shows what the person is feeling deep inside...not all tears are of a bad cause..and not all bad things are worthy of one's tears...If one can realise that then there is absolutely no shame in crying...To give that precious crystal to that someone special or important in your life...that not only shows what these tears represents to him/her..but also what he/she means to you...Dont hold them back Sam,you will only be denying yourself and what you truely feel...Like you said before...you said that you wear a mask...to be a strong individual...until you realise that you are not who the mask shows you...why dont you take off the mask for once and look at yourself through the reflection of the tears in your eyes..What do you see?I see the true Samantha Lim staring back at me..:)All darkness must pass...and when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer...This is only a passing thing and one day our paths will meet again...Dont despair..for now is not the time for grieving..I will have you smile again..not to grieve for what happened but to accept the situation and what is to come...stop wearing that mask and show people the true Samantha..

Of the First Contact and the Hidden Truth
I know ive said this before..but im going to say it again anyway..Today school started out boring as usual..2 bloody lectures back to back..and another after break...thats just great isnt it..it was dying in the lecture theatres especially during Econs when Mrs Chua just went on and on and on without breaks whatsoever..I wonder if she feels bored herself...Teachers do have the right to feel bored...right?Anyway,our CT has been officially been switched to Miss Nermala..if thats how you spell her name anyway...Though she's not like Clarence Yeo..maybe not as good..but definitely better than Ng Kim Teck..(Bloody hell..)She seems to be a nice teacher..though extremely picky about the student's attire..insist that we should wear white shoes when ive been wearing my black/dark grey New Balance shoes for over a year...(Somebody must have caught me if its against the rules eh?)Thank god my uniform was long enough to cover my beltless waist..(Heh..)Anywayz,she's pretty strict..or so i heard..however you can kid around with her thats not a problem..in fact she's one of those pretty approachable teachers..just dont pissed her off i guess you're safe from being ripped apart..During CT period today however,we met up with the J1 juniors..its a SJI thing..Seniors Juniors Interaction...when we,the seniors,are forced into a room with the j1s and are expected to make friends with them..(I dont remember doing anything like that in J1...)Great huh?i guess they are trying to create this environment of love...the family feeling..what a whole lot of bull...i dont think anybody will care about the family feeling when the homeworks start to pour in anyway...So we stood outside the class and Miss Nermala gave us a brief briefing..(That didnt sound right...but nvm..)And so we went in and started the introductory thing like what we do during orientation..i was looking around the room for some fellow marists...but found none..well i guess most marists are too stupid to get into any JCs for the first 3 months anyway..The first girl to catch my eyes was this girl sitting in the first table...she was from St Nics and she was really really beautiful..(I used the word 'beautiful' mind you..)But she was quiet and didnt have much interaction with us..nor with any of her orientation group friends..well i guess she's simply dao and stuck up..what can i say...while we gave the talks and games she simply slept right under our nose..Felt like kicking the table and waking her up...Oh well,we dont like to do this ourselves..but since the school asked us to do it..then make the best out of it...and that excludes the option of sleeing...Anywayz,so Samantha started talking about JCs and stuff..how 'FUN' it is to be in a JC..the difference between a JC and Poly..which caused Valerie to start her speech on her OCIP trip to Laos...(And everything she said after that had to do with Laos..which obviously irritated Weiyi since she was doing all the rolling of eyes..)She was telling them how they built a community centre and making bricks out of what..mud?o well i cannot remember..and the lakes that they lived in and stuff..obviously she enjoyed herself toiling there...Some people do get satisfaction out of these kinda stuff...Not that its wrong btw..:)but most will probably complain..anywayz..As she went on about the goodness of OCIP i was wondering why she never mentioned anything about the hospitalised volunteers...so i asked,'Why are we hiding the truths from them?Why dont you tell them about the people who went to the hospitals after that?"(Which made the room roar with laughter..)It wasnt meant to be funny..but i guess they really need to know the truth about things..And Sam later argued with me that stitches and deep cuts are not serious injuries..*Rolleyes..*Yeah we were told not to complain but hey..i couldnt help it..maybe i went a little overboard by complaining too much about JC life..but someone has got to do the job..cant let the J1s continue into the life after 1st 3 months without knowing what they are about to experience ehz?One guy asked if the first 3 months will be having lessons and other activities..(With 'Other activities i assumed field trips and games..)I said,'Well generally we dont have activities..what you get in the first 3 months is really like what you are going to get for the rest of the year..maybe a little more homework..we dont actually have activities..but of course the students dont really follow the school's schedule and organises their own activities outside of the school DURING school time..'(Which brought along another roaring laughter..)It wasnt meant to be funny as well really..All facts i swear...but i do agree with Valerie's point about teachers though..Poly teachers and Sec sch teachers are just totally different from JC teachers..more approachable and friendly..like your buddy..(And i agreed with her as well when she said,'Depends on the teachers really.."by giving the example of Mr Ng Kim Teck..)It was fun anywayz,at least for me...making people laugh is always nice..hahaa..all right...gtg now..My thighs are still aching from the bloody split jumps i did 2 days ago...i'll probably skip PE tmr...and im watching The Lord of the Rings:The Return of the King again tomorrow with Sam and Krishna..hahaha..awesome stuff..cant wait to see it again for the 3rd time..hahahaaaa...Cheerios..

Of #77
Righto right..yesterday was a bloody hell lousy day?did it get worse?well apparently it didnt coz i had loads of fun today..though i am tired..dirty..exhausted and hungry...im still high about what i did today with my guitar club peeps..today is the CCA bazzar day...sorta like a CCA maze for the J1s..to choose their CCAs and stuff..and we as the seniors have to promote our own CCA to them..anyway the day started off bad...i guess i was still in the very foul mood yesterday..and due to the homeworks i had yesterday and the time i went to bed i was grumpy and pissed with everything and everyone around me this morning..even the guy who accidentally bumped into my precious aka guitar..(O well...)anywayz..got to school and i was extremely tired for some reason..especially during the assembly..i was falling asleep on the LT chair until Mr Halim announced something that made my shot wide open..about this girl and guy being caught making out in the classroom on the first day of school...(Thats interesting..i have someone in mind...though she's a slut but o well...)Me and Melvir skipped the damn Geog lecture..and thank god i skipped it coz he never taught us anything more than learning skills...(Like we havet heard it before..)We walked around the school and enjoyed the breeze at the grand stand..saw Merianna far off sitting there alone and looking into the distance..for a moment i felt a pity for her..its not easy to accept that fact that you have retained and that you have to suffer the boredom (To some) of orientation all over again..its not a very nice thing indeed but what can she do really...felt like going over and talk to her but o well..like i know her at all?anyway Melvir Jian Lin Eugene Adriel and I sat there and checkout out the 2001 batch of NYJC-ian..saw the thin Clarence Yeo which was pretty funny and hilarious...and Tse Yong dancing the couple dance with this girl...hahaa..she looked pretty all right and i guess Tse Yong had the time of his life..anywayz..Mr Ng was late for class for more than half an hour..and the class was reluctant to go look for him..so we just fooled around in class and debated over the topic of "Should we go look for him or just blame him later when he comes in.."In the end Samantha,being a good girl,went to look for him and found him in the staffroom...having no clue that he should be having a lesson..(Dumb fart..)I picked on him when he talked about Plate Tectonics..he said,'When an oceanic plate and a continental plate meets eat other..we can call that a subduction or collision..'And i picked on him and said,'Excuse me sir but according to my secondary school teacher AND our previous tutor you only use the term collision when you are talking about a continental VS continental plate convergent movement and not when there is a oceanic plate involved..'(And Samantha agreed with me..and i wasnt picking on him technically as it really was indeed a real mistake..)He didnt realise his mistake until he thought abt it and said,'Well yes he's right...i was just asking you guys that question..'Oh pls we all know you didnt want to admit to yr mistake...Step off and bring on Mr Yeo dammit..After that i had to help Ahmad and Debbie carry the guitars to the new building and had to run to the new building to get the T-shirts and run to the old building to give them to Debbie..then run to and fro the new building and the old building to carry more guitars...The best thing was when we got into the musicroom we had to share it with those bloody band members..and the girls were complaining about sharing the room with us..As if we want to share them with you bloody sluts...Nevermind them..they are bimbos and low lifes anyway..Later we built our booth and the J1s started coming in...me and Ahmad started with a few songs and later we started making up songs to attract the J1s..even used the national anthem to attract them..(Of course..with edited lyrics..)then we plucked in the mini amplifier and walked around singing the song with the guitar...then we accepted the song request from a girl and russell played More Than Words while me and Ahmad sang along..(Didnt know how to play anyway..)Had to sing a couple of songs to some j1s in order to persuade them to join..some of them had their faces all red when i sang Jay Chou to them..i guess they werent used to guys playing love songs on guitars..anywayz..Russell and Chong Guang managed to borrow a huge amplifier from the band room and plugged it in to a power source and started a live concert...it was awesome and i was there..ahmad was there..Chong Guang was there and we just sang along with him..Mr Wong came awhile later to join in the fun..picking up the guitar and showing off his skills to the J1s..(Mostly to the girls i assume..)Andrew Ahmad and I kneeled down to worship him while he played La Bamba on the guitar...it was so loud it attracted a lot of people and got a good laugh out of the 3 idiots worshipping him on the floor...Russell Ahmad and I even did some crazy dance and sang our hearts out as he destroyed Ahmad's guitar..(Not literally..)Jessica and Jasmine came and took a pic of me and Ahmad acting gay..and pointed middle finger to Andrew's phone..hahaha..it was real fun...when i asked a guy to join the club i asked him,'Do have a girlfriend?'he said no..'Do you have a girl that you like?'he said no..(With his face turning tomato red...Liar..*laughs..*)'Well then guitar club will help you make more females friends..learn guitar skills,perform live and most importantly...seduce the girl that you like with the guitar..Guitar is all about being a romancing tool baby..'It was a good day..it ended pretty soon since weve attracted more than enough J1s..and in the end we attracted 77 people to join our club...i guess the touring with the guitar and amplifier worked well..:) dont think anyone exceeded our performance..hahaha..it was awesome..at the end of the day Grace Debbie XinYu Ahmad Dini and I just slacked in the music room..while playing some songs and chilling out...(With the Air Con and all...)In the end i had to leave...it was great fun..though i didnt manage to perform solo in front of the people but hey..it was great fun...Thanx guitar club..and thanks for the shirt..its awesome..

Of the Stupidity of the Americans
The Difference Between Focusing on Problems, and Focusing on Solutions

When NASA began the launch of astronauts into space, they found out that
the pens wouldn't work at zero gravity. (Ink won't flow down to the
writing surface)

In order to solve this problem, they hired Andersen Consulting
Accenture.
It took them one decade and 12 million dollars.

They developed a pen that worked at zero gravity, upside down,
under water,

on practically any surface including crystal and in a temperature
range
from below freezing to over 300 degrees C.

To tackle the same problem, the Russians used a pencil... *winks*