Of Zipping Tennis Balls
JiaYing and Bernice were supposed to come over to hit some tennis balls last Saturday.But JiaYing had to attend a funeral,so it was ended up in the "Cancelled Plans" box.Anyway,they postponed the tennis game to today.Anyway,today after the Geography extra lessons,they came over to my place and we started playing tennis.Ive never played tennis before.Not that i remember anyway.And it was my first time stepping onto the tennis court at my estate,despite living there for the past 13 years.Oh well,there's a first time to everything eh?Well,i didnt expect myself to get down and dirty as well.My plan was:Get the key,open the gate,show them to the court and up i go back to my house to enjoy some computer surfin'.However,i ended up playing with JiaYing.Bernice brought her friend from Volleyball to the court as well.He's a weird guy really,but really funny.He's really tall,192cm if im not wrong,and a weird sense of humor.Complaining constantly that Bernice is too fat,or that she couldnt hit tennis balls.However,he did save me a lot of trouble by running around the courts picking up balls.Thanks dude.And as for the skills,Bernice managed to hit the balls yes,but it didnt exactly land in the courts.In fact,5 balls flew over the fence into the opposite court,and it was all by her.Others flew out of the court,barely missing the Mercedes parked nearby.(That gave me a fright.)Wesley,Bernice friend came over as well.He's pretty good really.Well,perhaps its not his first time?Its definitely my first time.I managed to hit some balls,but most of the time they simply fly off the court or into the net.Argh.Frustrating it is,but i still continued.Twisted my ankle,and playing with sandals is a big no no to all readers.Oh well,good enough for a first timer.Haha.And as for that tall guy,he was running around everywhere.Even across to the opposite court and up the lamp post.(Yeah,really.He's a lunatic.)However,he's ability to crack jokes with a straight face was pretty impressive,as well as the way he passes balls.Haha.JiaYing caught some of those on Bernice's phone,so you guys might want to check it out.You might think he's from Pugilistics.Really.We wanted to play till 5pm at first,but i extended the time till 6pm.Running up and down to the minimart was tiring,but i figured its time for some outdoor activities.Haha.Even if its just carrying drinks and returning keys.We stopped after 6pm,but i didnt really care.I was exhausted,and JiaYing had a sore feet.Oh well,first shot at tennis,but bad for starters.I have to get over the fear of those bloody zipping tennis balls.Well,like i said,im better at sports which does not require direct contact between the ball and any part of my body.JiaYing had some pretty scary shots,and missed my head by an inch.Phew.Mercy please.Alright,enough of those balls.I'll probably dream of them tonight.Dead tired,signing out.Out.

Song of the Moment---Just Another Phase by The Moffatts

Song of the Day:
Drive by Incubus
Since Ive just figured out how to play this song,its kinda stuck to my head.Haha.



Sometimes I feel the fear of
Uncertainty stinging clear
And I cant help but ask myself
How much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer

It's driven me before,it seems to have a vague
Haunting mass appeal
Lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance
To be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine
And hold my own and drive, oh oh

It's driven me before, it seems to be the way
That everyone else get around
Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself,
My light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

Of the Chicken Rice People
Right.Tomorrow my dad would be flying off to Taiwan.Again.Argh.He came back for merely 3 or 4 days.Sigh.Business man.Cannot stay put in one place for long.I guess,thats what they are fated to do.Thankfully,but dad seems to be enjoying that fact that he is earning tonnes and tonnes of cash.Thank god Im not asking any from him,unless in times of need.I dont really want to end up like a spoiled brat.Or rather,be seen as one.Anyway,today Dad treated the family to a dinner at Bow Sing Chicken Rice.Well,not exactly one of those fancy places you feast on the last day of stay,but any food was good for my starving stomach at that time.Anyway,i used to go there all the time when i was little.Mom used to bring me there after my 3 hour kindergarten classes,which was right around the corner,and buy some chicken rice home for lunch.Save all the cooking eh?That place has been around since my kiddo days,and havent changed much since then,save for the expansion of the place itself.I didnt really expect the owners to still be around,since the last time i saw them,which was years ago,they were already pretty old.In fact,everybody was old to me,other than my own reflection.Anyway,mom used to talk to the guy at the chopping table,about economics and the market.He's from Hong Kong if im not wrong,and very money-minded.My mother's very good with money too,and they shared opinions and thoughts.I was a kiddo,didnt really understood economics.In fact,i still dont.Anyway,so i'll be peeping over the ledge at the chopping board,admiring how fast he chops those chicken.With a swing and a chop,its legs fly off,and well arranged in the container within seconds.Ive always loved to see how he sprinkle some of those souce on the almost finished lunch of mine.Anyway,so i went there again today,and it was pretty crowded.Whilst i was looking around for seats,i noticed the chicken chopper was still there.The guy at the door was still there.The lady at the bar was still there,with the same hairclip,and the waitress was still there as well.Hell,even the place smells the same.(Chickens,duh.)Its an odd feeling,to see how those people havent aged a day.I dont see much difference in them.And as for me,they probably wouldnt remember that i was the kid who stood by the chopping table and imitated the way he chopped those chickens.Haha.

Its both amazing and scary,how time flies.Never thought of where i would be ten,fifteen years ago.Never thought that those people would still be there working on the same old job.And as for me,i wonder where i would be tomorrow,the day after,and the day after that.Perhaps,somebody might come up to me on the streets,and recognise me as well,like how i recognised those chicken rice people.Then i start thinking about how everyone would be like in twn,fifteen years.I remember Samuel and I had this conversation back in the good-o-days(Aka Secondary School days).He imagined Christopher to be a waitor,while Barney to be a barber.He himself?A chicken rice seller.Thats how i see it.Well,some might attain their dreams,some might fail trying to reach.Some might not even pursue their dreams at all.Whatever it is,its curious and interesting,to see how people will turn out in ten years' time.Perhaps they might still be the same as now?Haha.We'll wait and see.I'll keep you guys updated on that,if this blog still exists in ten years time.:)

Oh,and i just saw "About a Boy" on Star Movies.Great movie.Side bursting laughter.You have to check it out.:)

Quotes of the Day:
Will,'The thing is, a person's life is like a TV show. I was the star of The Will Show. And The Will Show wasn't an ensemble drama. Guests came and went, but I was the regular. It came down to me and me alone. If Marcus' mum couldn't manage her own show, if her ratings were falling, it was sad, but that was her problem. Ultimately, the whole single mum plotline was a bit complicated for me.'

Will,'I am an island. I am bloody Ibiza!'

Will,'I'd be the worst possible Godfather. I'd probably drop her on her head at her christening. I'd forget all her birthdays until she was 18. Then I'd take her out and get her drunk. And, let's face it, quite possibly try and shag her.'

Will,'Once you open your door to one person anyone can come in.'

[Regarding the first SPAT meeting]
Will,'I'll tell you one thing. Men are bastards. After about ten minutes I wanted to cut my own penis off with a kitchen knife.'

Fiona,'Will, am I a bad mother?'
Will,'No. No, you're not a bad mother. You're just a barking lunatic.'
Fiona,'I mean, he's a special - very, very special boy and he's got a special soul, and I've wounded it.'
Will,'Oh, please, just shut up. You're wounding my soul.'

Will,'I find the key is to think of a day as units of time, each unit consisting of no more than thirty minutes. Full hours can be a little bit intimidating and most activities take about half an hour. Taking a bath: one unit, watching countdown: one unit, web-based research: two units, exercising: three units, having my hair carefully disheveled: four units. It's amazing how the day fills up, and I often wonder, to be absolutely honest, if I'd ever have time for a job; how do people cram them in?'

Will,'It was terrible! Terrible! But driving really fast behind the ambulance was fantastic.'

Ellie,'You like rap?'
Marcus,'A little. It's by black people mostly. And they're pretty angry most of the time. But sometimes they just want to have sex.'

Marcus,'I got the letter. Thanks.'
Fiona,'Oh my God. I'd forgotten.'
Marcus,'You forgot? You forgot a suicide letter?'
Fiona,'Well I didn't think I'd have to remember it, did I? Did you read the part where I said I'd always love you?'
Marcus,'It's a bit hard for you to love me when you're dead, isn't it?'

Will,'My life is made up of units of time. Buying CDs - two units. Eating lunch - three units. Exercising - two units. All in all, I had a very full life. It's just that it didn't mean anything.'
---"About a Boy"(2002)

Of the Merciless Virus and the Reunion [Part 2]
Back in Primary School,everything was a blur.Nothing was serious,and we had no expectations.No disappointments,save for exam stress,everybody was happy.Even when we are struck with death,or when death knocks on our door.I remember back in Primary School,my friend's mother died from breast cancer.At that time,we didnt know what cancer really was.It was nothing more than a bad flu.Not to mention the death of a mother,since at that time we really didnt know how to appreciate and everything's for granted.Even my friend himself seemed pretty fine with it.We even played cards during the funeral.I,for one,went with a heavy heart.Though i didnt know the magnitude of the situation,but i know feeling happy was definitely not the right thing to do.However,my friend seemed pretty fine with the fact that her mother was gone.To be honest,Ive never had any of my friends involved in any serious accidents,or diseases,or illness that might just cost their lives.Yesterday,someone i know was invaded by merciless viruses.

I dont know him very well.He's a year my senior.However,he is a good friend amongst my friends.Always coming back to school to help out with his previous CCA.To be honest,though he the illness might be fatal,ive never really liked that guy much.I mean,he's nice yes.But sometimes he just talks too much.Especially the time when he was telling us how he reacted to a drama member,trying to promote their CCA to him during a CCA Maze.He's downright arrogance,and the fact that he disregards people's feeling turned me way off.I dont deny that he's nice to hang out with,he's knowledgeable,but he's just a pain in the ass sometimes.

However,recieving news like that about somebody you know is always hard to swallow.How can it be,right?Afterall,he's not your enemy or anything.Death of him wouldnt make you king,or a lot happier in any way and form.Its a scary thing,to learn that viruses strikes without warning.When they are so close to you,you feel vulnerable to it.You feel as if the next person could be you.Afterall,he didnt show any signs of any illness.Not to most people's eyes at least.At first,he was diagnosed with a terminal illness.However,that was dismissed after some test i assume.However,it turned out that it is some rare disease,and it is another one of those fight or die situations.Cheer up,he's not gonna die.Perhaps if he fights as hard as he does when he is the president of the CCA,he might just pull through.But what can we do eh?Encouragements,supports,prayers.Just imagine it,if it happens to a friend of mine.How am i supposed to face it.Or deal with it.To fight the emotions within.Its hard,and i dont imagine myself pulling through.Its so unfair sometimes,you wonder where justice went.You wonder where is the word "fair".What is fair?You talk about death,and it seems so far away.But when it is right around you,or the people around you,you dont even see it until it is too late.You expect it to visit only when you are past 60.But when it strikes at this age,no matter whether you are the victim,or a friend of yours,you feel how small you really are in this vast universe.You are merely another lifeform,that is vulnerable to almost anything.And it is scary,to know that in reality,you are not that big after all.

Song of the Moment---The Way by Clay Aiken

Of Merciless Virus and the Reunion
Phew.To be honest,i was actually interested about this morning's career seminar.Probably one of those few rare moments when im actually excited about a school organised event.I guess,i just want to know my career options?What to expect in a certain industry etc.Weird that they dont have the music industry people coming down.I wouldve been really excited for that.Haha.Anyway,here goes:

I went first to the Performing Arts talk.It was held in LT3,and everyone was there on time.For some reason the talk started later.But anyway,it was pretty boring really.Not because of the topic,but the speakers.They seem to have very little hope on their on career.Hope for them,seems to be bleek.They kept discouraging us to join the industry,saying that it has low pay,it is tough,it is difficult to manage,long hours,yada yada.I mean,someone might be really interested in theatre works,and you just dismiss their ideas like that?Not everybody has such a strong idea about what they want to do.At least not yet,at a tender age of 18.I asked a question,regarding the future of performing art,and when it might be able to rival BroadWay.(That second question was really just to make things a little,more lively?)I dont know.The guest speakers were pretty dead.One of them is a ex-student of NYJC,doing low end theatre works.The other is the director of various theatre productions,and our very own Drama Club production too.Anyway,he talks.A lot.Too much.Really.And everytime i try to put up my hand,he'll continue speaking nonstop.He didnt answer my first question,but nevermind.I guess extremely passive people like him must have tried really hard to think about the pathetic future of performing arts.Oh well,it didnt seem like a career for me anyway.It was pretty boring.We had a break,and Ahmad and I went around the school talking about anything we saw.Haha.You know how it is when you put us together.We went for the Media talk,and the speaker was extremely dead.Though i was interested int he topic,especially radio stations as well as journalism,i was bored to tears by the speaker.Ahmad and I got bored,so we decided to head down to the guitar room to jam.Since he had the key to the room,it wasnt difficult breaking in.Sneaked out,pretending we had a stomachache,and sneaked into the room.Before i tell you guys about the songs,we've decided to join the "WoodStock".A performance by the rock bands of NYJC.Wouldnt be surprised that Nigel and gang would join.That monster's got a record label signed for christ's sakes.Thats pretty damn impressive to me.Argh.Jealousy,hell yeah.Anyway,we went into the room,and jammed "My Stupid Mouth","Penny and Me" and "Champagne Supernova".Ahmad showed off a little by playing "Why Georgia" and "Hotel California",both deemed impossible by me.You watch out Ahmad,I'll catch up with you soon enough.Argh.One and a half year head start has got nothing on me.Haha.We rushed back to the hall just when Valerie messaged us about the talk's conclusion.Got back just in time to pack my bags.We were all packed,and ready to eat lunch by 1230nn.Valerie,Ahmad and I headed for the coffeeshop outside of school and had lunch.Ahmad is a big fan of chicken rice,and that chicken rice store provided the closest and cheapest chicken rice around.Anyway,as we walked pass the stores we met Samantha and Jasmine,who were just about to eat at that time.Jasmine invited us over to sit.Though i didnt want to,since Ahmad didnt know them.However,he didnt seem to have a problem with friends of friends,and so we did.

The lunch was fine,until i went to buy drinks.The auntie took an awful long time to get the drinks.When i got back,i was shocked by,something.I dont think i should and will mention it.Wouldnt be nice eh.Said some pretty inappropriate stuff,but i was really trying to comfort her by being funny.Well,guess it wasnt funny enough?

After lunch,Dini,Liping and Agatha met up with us in the coffeeshop,and the whole bunch of us headed for the busstop.Bus came soon after,and we boarded it.I sat with LiPing,Dini and Ahmad at first,but soon moved in front to bitch about Ahem Ahem with Samantha and Valerie.We all agreed that both of them are in the wrong,but she is more wrong than the other.I mean,higher education and being older makes you a better person?Have more rights than others?You are just like the neighbour in the Joo Chiat incident,not worth the time and lives in a well.I disliked you at first,and now i dislike you more.Anyway,we soon reached Far East,and we hurried off the bus.Samanatha was taking a bus to some MRT station,so she stayed on.We went over to buy the tickets first,but the timing was odd.We decided to check out the timing at CineLeisure.It turned out that the timing is equally weird.We fixed our minds on a 430pm screening.Well,its in Digital Format,and its the same price.So what the hell right?We watched The Day After Tomorrow.Haha.Review coming up later.

We had lots of time to kill.LiPing was starving,so we went down to YoshiNoya to catch a bite.Despite having eaten a plate of chicken rice earlier,Ahmad ordered another set meal to eat.The SAJC girls behind us were pretty noisy,and i spent half the time staring out of the window.Young couples,old couples,singles,yada yada.Anyway,its a really special day for me.Seems like I am meeting so many of my friends today.It is almost like a reunion.I met Siang Hong while in the toilet.I went into the toilet,and he called me.He asked,"Hello,are you in the toilet?".I replied that i was,and he said,"Im outside.".I opened the door and he was just about to come in.Haha.What a coincidence.Great to see that small guy again.Haha.Love him man.We talked together all the way from Lido to CineLeisure,had a lot of catching up to do.He's still as crappy,and me too.Haha.Lots of fun there.I sorta left Ahmad and the rest behind,sorry about that.But then again,old friends,and you guys have each other for company.Please forgive me for that?Heh.Anyway,he was heading to CineLeisure to meet his friends as well,so we arrived there and was about to say goodbye when SiangHong ran back and tell me that he saw Cliburn.I looked around the corner,and saw A bunch of SRJC people there.Apparently they just finished their GP exam,and had a class outing.I saw Cliburn,with his weird looking hair now,as well as ZhiHuai and Sandra.Haha.Ok thats really weird.Then when i came out of YoshiNoya,i met Nigel and Jared,who was at that time about to head for the rock climbing competition around the corner.Haha.Cool stuff.Even more coincidental.When i came out of CineLeisure,i met JunRong,alongside Nigel and Jared.Again.Haha.Thats awesome.Its like a mini reunion with very old friends,coincidentally.Haha.What a great day.Met lots of friends.Dont you just love them.SRJC rocks.Oh,not to mention seeing Bernice later on.Haha.She sure looks much better in home clothes.

Review on The Day After Tomorrow



Jack Hall (Dennis Quaid) is a climatologist who has come to the conclusion that the world is fast approaching a new ice age. He estimates that the event will occur in 50 to 100 years - until he hooks up with British scientist Terry Rapson (Ian Holm), whose measurements of plummeting ocean temperatures in the North Atlantic advance and accelerate the time table significantly. Vice President Becker (Kenneth Walsh) ignores Jack's warnings, leaving the country without a plan of defense when disaster happens.

Then it starts to happen.First,small temperature drops in floats around the oceans.Then it was the tornados in the city of Los Angeles which wipes the HollyWood sign off the side of the hill.Then it is the raining and flooding of NewYork.Abnormal snowing in England and the rapid temperature drop in Scotland.All this,only measured up to one thing.The coming of the next ice age.People started to panick,and the cities became chaotic.Worse thing was,that nobody can do anything about the situation,and it is worsening with every passing minute.Within days,NewYork is covered by metres of snow.People we caught without warning,and caused lots of damage,especially in coastal regions of America as well as other countries.Soon,the whole Northern Hemisphere was affected by the change in climate,or the retaliation of Mother Nature.Jack's son, Sam (Jake Gyllenhaal), is trapped in New York with his potential girlfriend, Laura (Emmy Rossum), and a group of refugees. They are holed up in the library, or at least that's what Sam tells Jack when he makes a last phone call. After kissing his wife, Lucy (Sela Ward), goodbye, Jack, accompanied by a couple of buddies, heads out into the unfriendly weather in search of Sam. It's a seemingly impossible trek that will involve a walk from Philadelphia to Manhattan in bitter, blinding conditions.

This movie starts off with an exciting bit at the Antartica,whereby Dennis Quaid's character is doing a study on ocean currents,and the ice capes fall apart under their feets.It sets the tone for the movie,and it slowly builds up from there as the movie progresses.It provided a pretty good explanation of the geographical pheonomenon.As a Geography student,it made total sense to me.Though it seems pretty impossible at times.The movie reaches its climax when a wall of water approaches New York and literally consumes the Statue of Liberty.Then the New York skyline is consumed,along with hundreds and thousand of cars and people on the streets.Sam and Laura,just got out in time to be trapped in a library.Then the temperature starts to drop,and the city becomes an icy city.People began fleeing south,and some minorities remained behind.The movie perfectly tells of what people do in times of disaster and panick.How things go wrong when its already very very wrong.Especially the chaotic scenes were very well done.The scene with American refugees tearing the wire around the Mexican border and crossing over illegally.That was a neat part.There are intimate moments during the movie.Like Jack's wife's sacrifise for a cancer patient.Sam's sacrifise for Laurn,who was at that time dying from a wound infection,and Sam,going through death to keep a promise he kept.

I like how Roland Emmerich attempts not to overcome nature's wrath,but to focus on one's ability to survive in the situation.In his past movies,or rather past disaster movies,most director focus on solutions,rather than consequences.And this movie does exactly that.It does have sweet moments,when Laurn hugs Sam,who was freezing to death at that time.Though the movie did have a lot of silly and senseless parts,it was enjoyable.For example,Sam's struggle with the pack of wolves aboard a ship in the middle of New York City.That was a pretty lame bit.Not to mention how the cold air current moves down over New York City and freezes the Empire State Building and everything in its path,but not the library door.The ice seems to come alive and crawls along the corridor towards the characters.Weird.But who cares.Its summer movie.Its a popcorn flick.Its brainless.Its fun.The goal of the movie becomes very personal,when it comes to self survival and not the survival of mankind.When a heroic act is for yourself,and the people around you.Not the whole mankind like "Deep Impact" and "Armageddon".The special effects are TOP NOTCH.I repeat,TOP NOTCH.Its amazing.I mean,really.This film was supposed to be released last year.It was delayed,simply because they wanted to improve on the special effects.Industrial Light & Magic sure did their job well.The waves were amazing,the tornados made the twisters in Twister look like the water swirling into the sink.The wolves,though pretty lame part of the movie,was amazing.The movement of the muscles,especially when it climbed down the stairs.Wolfman of Van Helsing should stay away from this pack of wolves.Overall,i enjoyed this movie,and its brainless fun.:)The will to survive and to make others survive,conquers all elements.Even mother nature itself.

Rating:7.5/10

Ironically,it started to rain while me and Ahmad headed for home.Haha.I was eating my Waffle Cone from MacDonalds when it started to rain.Argh.It became heavier,and heavier,and we were actually afraid that The Day After Tomorrow is NOW.Haha.It was really real.Streets were flooding up,and the rain was getting heavier while lighting cracked across the sky.Just as Ahmad and I wondered about how were wanted to get home without recieving a drop of rain,we started talking about SRJC.How we missed that place.Aquarium,teachers,people,her.Oh well.I shall not continue.Its getting a little long yeah?Haha.I shall end here.Part 2 shall continue tomorrow.

Song of the Moment---Megalomaniac by Incubus

Of the Card
Slept till 10am today.Was down with a flu.Damn,shouldnt run through the rain in not but a drenched uniform and a house t-shirt for shelter again.Ate some pills,and i became drowsy and all.Fell into bed right after American Idol yesterday.

Anyway,i slept most of my day away.Didnt feel very good.Though the running nose seemed to have stopped running,but the drowsy feeling in the head remained after the 6 pills in the morning.Argh.Fell into my bed once more at 3pm and slept.

Woke up,to hear dad's voice in the corridor.He's finally back from his overseas trip.Glad to have some life around the house again.To see him and my sister fight over the least important things is just a joy sometimes.Haha.Anyway,Mom came into the room to ask what i'll like to eat for dinner.I wasnt hungry,so i asked them to eat first.Mom was about halfway out of the door when she turned back and said,"Oh,there's a letter for you."I didnt pay much attention to it at first really.I figured,it was problem just some letter from Ministry of Defence,or Education,or the Ministry of whatever.Perhaps another Times Subscription letter?I fell back to sleep again.Mom came in and placed the letter on my chest.I held it up to the light,and it was nothing i mentioned above.It was from a friend of mine,whom i havent been talking very much.(Not from my school,by the way.)I'll like to quote something from her card.She said:

Is it possible for friends to talk and finally reach a point where they no longer have words for each other?These days,it seems as though talking has become a chore.To smile and laugh along,to join in the conversation and stuff,if not it'll be silence.And the silence is frightening.

For some reason,that part got me thinking real hard.Well,thats after i got over the surprise upon recieving a card from her.We were really close friends,but for some reason the connection fell short.We used to exchange diaries in secondary school.She came up with the idea really.We continued till the end of last year,and she forgot to send it back.I never asked her to,and she never did.So that practise is gone for a while.Perhaps we can start again after our As?Haha.Those days,what a bliss.Used to share all kinds of shit.They were happy stuff,not depressing and angry stuff like we tell each other now.Its so different now,the things we talk.About stress,lonliness,and regrets.How limited can a conversation get these days.Argh.I guess the above doesnt apply to most people from my class.They still seem to be happy and jolly amongst their classmates.And as for me,boredom and solitude seems to be an everyday thing.When did coming up with a conversation become such a difficult thing to do.While the rest chatter away,you listen and you think.You come up with an opinion,but become too afraid to voice it.You are afraid that something you say might offend somebody,again.Anything can be manipulated into something offensive.Words are like needles,and jokes are like poison.They seem to poison not just that somebody,but yourself as well.So you retreat into some place private,some place quiet where you can talk to yourself.Where voiced opinions will be heard and only be heard by yourself and yourself only.Minding your own business,seems to be the most profitable business around.Imagine what you can gain from the time away from those people.They are nice,they are fun,they are sociable.For some reason,brains blocks,nerves chokes,and words come out like murmurs.Even diaries online are typed with extreme caution.She says,that laughter is the shortest distance between two person.But does the laughter even exists in the first place?Maybe,just maybe,i should curl up into that same dark corner.Maybe the two of us can be loners together.Hows that?I miss my secondary school friends,i miss how we used to throw paper aeroplanes out of the windows,and i miss how we used to study together after school.Now its just,alone all the way.To come up with 10 friends you can hang out with,seems to be a task thats beyond my ability.

Anyway,its always nice to be back in contact with friends of old.She has been friends with me since Secondary 2.This is the second time we lost and found each other.Haha.Oh well,hope to keep this up and going again.Thanks for the card,its awesome.I'll write back.Thats for sure.By the way,look who's complaining about bad handwriting.Haha.

Of the Red and Blue Balloons
*Sniff*Damn.I think im sick.Literally.Mustve been the rain i ran through just now when i came home from J8.Sigh.Really dont want to head for school tomorrow.I need a break.Afterall,i havent skipped school for this half of the year.(Lets not talk about classes,shall we?)Anyway,today is the annual Sports Day.It was cancelled last year due to SARS,and this year it was successfully held in our school's field.We got down to the grand stand,and the Dragons were pushed to the extreme left end.It was burning hot,and the sun was just about to peek over the HDB flats.We settled down on the grand stand,and flags were distributed to the crowd.Not to mention those little gongs.Anyway,the races started in no time,and the boredom started.The crowd was pretty dead,though i expected worse.Hey,there was sound.So that's something to cheer with.The newly elected house captains are pretty good.They made an effort to bring the spirit high.Though on the whole they did not succeed,but you can see that they tried.Good job.I think her name is Michelle.Not sure about the Indonesian guy.(I think.)Anyway,as the sun crept up the steps,we began to sweat.WenLai,who was sitting beside me got pretty uneasy and started fanning herself with the flags.I on the other hand,started listening to my discman.Damn,I love John Mayer.We did a couple of cheers,and to be honest they were pretty good.I didnt know the lyrics though.Some thunders and some aspiration thing.Hmm.I just did the actions.I was pretty bored most of the time,save for the occasional lead from the runners of Dragon House.I would stand up and cheer for about a minute or so.I was tired,and didnt feel like doing anything.(Slept at 2.30am yesterday.)Everyone didnt seem to enjoy the event.Most of them were staring into nothingness.Shariffah for example,just stared at the field for a while.I kept drinking mineral water distributed by Ng Kim Teck.Got really thirsty.Mr Tong was the mascot of our house.He dressed up as a green dragon,and that was pretty hilarious.He's a joke,a good one.Tai Ee,on that other hand,was a bad one.He rolled his sleeves up and cheered the crowd on.His armpit hair was showing and...i shall not continue yeah?Anyway,i did not pay much attention at all to the event,so i shall stop here.While i was heading for the toilet,caught a glimpse of her talking to her friends at the Milo Truck.Wondering i will see her during the guitar session later.:)

I met up with the rest of the gang.Only a small group of J1 guitarists gathered in the hall,while the J2s were nowhere in sight.They came,eventually.We met up with the J1s and introduced ourselves.Some people they already knew.Like Ahmad,Debbie and LiPing.Debbie and LiPing being the President and Vice President,and Ahmad being the attention seeker.(Haha.)We got into a circle,and i managed to remember a couple of names.Erm.I shall not name them here.Not a lot of them turned up,at least she didnt.Sad.But what the hell,i can live with that.It was fun anyway.We did the "Whacko" game,where someone with a rolled up newspaper will go around hitting people's heads unless they sabotage somebody else.Somebody actually remembered my name.I totally didnt expect that.Since the last time,nobody did.(Chinese names,its a pain in the ass i know.)It was pretty fun i must say.Anderson visited us from America,so thats nice.He's having his holidays now,and he's visiting the school,in uniform.(Pretty damn dumb huh?)So,we finished that game eventually.We proceeded on to this balloon stepping game.It was pretty easy actually.Basically,step on the opponents' balloons.Till the last one standing.In this case,it was the J1s VS J2s.We were all pumped and ready to go.But first,the balloon test.I can never get a balloon inflated.Didnt know that is a problem shared by lots.Norman,a J1 helped us with it.Haha.Big lungs.Should join band as a saxophone player.Anyway,we tied the balloons to our legs,and started the game.It was a mess at first,everybody was trying to step someone else's balloon,while trying to avoid being stepped on themselves.Soon enough,most of the J2s were out of the game.I on the other hand,kept running about jumping everywhere.I figured,that if i keep jumping it'll be harder for them to step on my balloons.I got a red,and a blue one,and they were pretty huge i must say.Easy targets.I tried stepping on their balloons,but some of them were really fast in reaction.I went up from behind Tee Oii and tried to burst his balloon.I stepped on it,it didnt burst.That happened over and over again.I had a girl's balloon right under my feet,and it wouldnt burst.Argh.This Malay guy was stepping on my balloon as well,while i was not paying attention.He couldnt burst it as well.Haha.In the end,i had both my balloons in good shape.Heh.Anyway,the J2s lost.Sadly.No forfeit though.Not yet.Next game was the Monkey game.I forgot the name of it,but you are supposed to grab the object from the centre of the two rows when your number is called.(Yeah,that one.)The J2s cheated.We just ran out there,whatever number they called.Haha.Bad bad bad bad bad.But we didnt care.I was next,and when they called the number 10 i just rushed out without knowing what my number is anyway.The girl was pretty fast,but i hooked the can away from her and kicked it away.Ran after it,picked it up and ran back to my group.Haha.Well,they didnt say anything about kicking,did they?Well,after that no kicking was allowed.I scored anyway.Haha.We even strategised to rush up together to block the J1s while someone else picks up the can.Evil J2s.It was lots of fun,but the J1s wanted to play something else,since we had time.So they came up with a game,and see which group could form the longest line,with whichever object in sight.The J1s started taking off socks,watches,shoes,belts,you name it.The J2s thought of another evil plan.When the J1s were done,the guys went to one end of the J1's line,and the girls went to another.We sat down at both ends of the line and said,"There,longer."Haha.We cheated,again.But it was all for the fun of it.In the end,Ahmad was forced to do forfiet.Haha.That was funny.Did this breakdance,which was pretty alright for an amateur like him.We had fun,an aching back,and lots of sweat.Ahmad,Grace,Debbie,Yilin,XinYu,Dini,LiPing and I went to J8 after that for lunch.Had Sakae Sushi.It was great,too small a serving.Started talking about ghost stories,which made XinYi retreat into the corner.Haha.Took some photos and hey,i did not blink.Thats got to count for something.Alright.I dont want to crap anymore.It was a good day,save for the running nose.Goodnight and,bye bye.

Song of the Moment---Wild World by Mr Big

Of Sleeping in the Library,and other matters
Finished school,had my lunch,stripped off my uniform.Phew,yet another burning hot day.My curtains are going to be burnt anytime now.Like Rachel said,we are living our so called JC life by the weeks now.(An oxymoron in the last sentence.Spotted it?)Weekends now seem so precious,and Mondays feel like the start of another term.Mondays now are of a deeper shade of blue.One of the best times of the week is definitely the one hour break i get on Tuesdays.No unknown,not because she hangs out there.In fact,she doesnt.Anyway,i got really tired this morning.(Too much television for me i guess.)Went to the library to check my personal particulars on the computers.For some reason why wouldnt let me log on to my account.So i took a book from the shelves and sat at the couch at the left side of the library and started reading it.That place was pretty remote,and soon after i found myself sleeping.Its a rare thing,to see me sleeping in public.I dreamt,but i cannot remember what happened.It was pretty brief,about half an hour or so?When i woke up to find Samantha walking into the library.Thankfully,the library bitch wasnt around to kick ass.I wouldve been booted out again.

Well,for some people,there's a guy called unknown,who posts on YJ's blog.He's wasnt exactly the most popular person there due to some reasons.But,i guess he's latest contribution on my tagboard actually made some sense.Get a life dude.Get yourself together.Yeah,maybe i should do that.Afterall,there's no time to waste now.Not now.To carry that burden when you are not even sure whats in it.Whats installed for you.Not even being sure of where you should carry the parcel to.Yeah,maybe i should really start doing something else that might distract me.Perhaps sleeping in the library again?(It was quite comfortable by the way.Save for the twisted neck.)But then again,the entry below might just be a result of a sudden impulse.A concious flow of random thoughts perhaps?Haha.Yeah,that was quoted from Timothy.Most of the time,when i type those kind of entries,it really doesnt relflect what i feel at that time.Just,wanted to note it down so as to remind myself some day.Unknown,perhaps you've taken my entry too seriously.Haha.Anyway,welcome to my blog.Hopefully,my tagboard wouldnt end up like YJ's.Thanks.:)

There's sports meet tomorrow.Haha.Which means that we'll be getting a half the day off.Not that have the privilage to have that anyway.Got to stay back for guitar.But i heard that we'll be celebrating Choon Guan's birthday,so thats cool.(Actually,its supposed to be this Friday.But what the hell.)The J1s are supposed to organise some bonding session between the juniors and the seniors.Sorry,just the ex-co members.I was half expecting a lunch at Cafe Cartel(Again.).However,i heard otherwise.IceBreaker games.Yay.(That was sarcastic,mind you.)Do we really need another orientation bull?Just when i thought there'll be no more orientation games after my second orientation in JC ended.Haha.Oh well,lets see what they can come up with.Special thanks to Ahmad who changed the guitar strings for me yesterday.And no,you cannot drop by my house everyday for lunch.

Song of the Moment---Champagne Supernova by Oasis

Of the Pricking Moulds
It does get to you,how that emptiness feels.I guess,when somebody have not been loved for awhile,he gets tired of it.It gets to your heart and your mind.Sigh.I might just die from heart attack,because moulds had been growing on my heart for too long.Feeding on it like parasites.Just had a good chat with a friend of mine.He calls himself "Casper".So we will leave it as that.Kinda got me thinking,when was the last time i felt a sense of belonging,to one's heart.Come to think of it,i dont remember feeling that way.Perhaps,ive never experienced it before.Though you might have tried feeling that way,and when you lose that love of your life,you curse the word "Love".You curse it every wakening hour and even in your dreams,that it was the worst thing that ever befallen upon you.But the stupidity of your greed makes you come back for me.I was just reading a chapter from "The Lion,the Witch and the Wardrobe".Edmund entered the world of Narnia,and befriend the White Witch.She seduced him with some Turkish Delight,and he was immediately attracted to it.Though he knew fully well that the Witch was evil,he blindly led his brothers and sisters to her lair.Weirdest thing is,everytime we step out of the bubble of love,we want to go back in.It seems as if the air outside is much easier to breath at first,then slowly it becomes a poisionous fume and chokes your lungs.Inside this bubble however,though the air is foul,but there's some sweetness to it that draws you in.Its like a drug,really.Addiction,it is a terrible thing.How many times,have i stepped in and out of that bubble of mine.I tried to act as if nothing happened.As if it never meant anything to me.Acted like a "QuirkyAlone",and convinced myself that i can survive without it.But the truth is,late at night i crumble and crash to the ground.You tell yourself,"I dont need love.All i need is friendship" or "Love sucks.".But the truth is,you are merely burying your head in the sand when the lions come.You live in a cave,and calls it your empire.Thats the world,of lies.Ive been doing that,and now moulds are growing and its hard to breath.It might be foolish to step back in again.All i need,is a reason to step back in.A person.A girl.Another girl.A replacement.Of her.But how can i do that.Ive been dwelling too long on the past,and too scared of the future.Been too good a liar to myself,too good an actor.

So here i sit,alone again.Wondering what i might do next,when im in need.The seconds tick by,and its another second alone.Yeah,you call it "Solitude".You call it "Satisfying Loneliness".But what do you really get from all the times,you spent alone thinking to yourself,talking to yourself,crying to yourself.What have you really learnt from all the hours you spent,convincing yourself that "It was not meant to be" ?

The moulds that grew.It pricks.It hooks to your heart,and with every beat of it,the thorns slice through the side of it,till you grasp your chest so hard,it feels empty and hollow after awhile.A friend of mine had a nic once.It goes,"You better start loving one day.Once you stop loving,your heart starts to die".Its moulding,its rotting,its dying.And i dont seem to care.The vision of someone using the same toothpaste as you,someone using the same toilet seat as you,someone using the same coffee table as you,seem to disappear with every lie you tell yourself."You dont need it.".Vision blurred."I can live without it.".Vision blurred once more.Ive been like this for too long and Im getting sick.Im afraid,that one day i might just wake up in the morning,and feels completely convinced by my lies...

What was i talking about?I dont know.Im tired,and i want to sleep.I might sound suicidal,but you know how it is.I always sound suicidal.I dont have the guts to do it.Haha.Yeah,too big a chicken.

Of Shrek



I went to Bishan Junction 8 to watch Shrek 2 with my mom today.As a big fan,my mother was really eager to catch the movie.She was especially excited to see Donkey,and his dumb jokes.And so we headed towards the cinema and caught the 4pm screening.

The movie started off like the first movie.A book in front of a black screen,and the background story to the movie.Narrated by Prince Charming(Rupert Everett),he sets out on a journey through the blistering cold moutains,to burning hot deserts,to the castle and the highest tower,to find Princess Fiona.Upon recieving the kiss from him,it will break the spell on her,and they are supposed to live happily ever after.Supposed to.As he pulled open the veil,he finds the big bad wolf lying that reading a book.To be honest,Shrek doesnt have a storyline.But then again,its a show for kids.So a lack of plot is fine.However,it does set out to tell something,and it did in the end.Anyway,Fairy Godmother(Jennifer Saunders),the mother of Prince Charming,found out about Princess Fiona(Cameron Diaz)and Shrek(Mike Myers),and went on to talk to Princess Fiona's father,King Harold(John Gleese).Though her mother,Queen Lillian(Julie Andrew)was extremely supportive of their marriage,King Harold hired the hitman,Puss in Boots(Antonio Banderas)to kill Shrek.However,Puss in Boots became friends with Shrek and Donkey(Eddie Murphy),and together they head towards Fairy Godmother's factory of potion,to get the "Happily Ever After" potion,so that Princess Fiona would love him again.The movie didnt start out very good.At least not as good as the first,when Shrek tears off a page from the book and wipes his ass with it.However,it did have a few funny moments.The ugly stepsister(Larry King)was horrendous.Shrek's good friends,mainly the three little pigs,the big bad wolf,Pinnochio and the three blind mice,have pretty significant roles in this movie.Not to mention Puss in Boots as well,which provided some of the funniest moment.Donkey not only has a great chemistry with Shrek,but also with this cat as well.Surprisingly,this movie had a few plot twists as well.(You'll know when you watch it.)The interesting characters in the movie would definitely appeal to the younger audience,while the older audience would laugh at crude jokes.Such as the bit with Pinnochio having to lie about wearing female underwear.You got to see it to believe it.)The movie spoofed lots of movie,from Spiderman to Mission Impossible,from The Lord of the Rings to Godzilla.You name it.Look out for the giant Ginger Bread man!!Also others like Sleeping Beauty,Jack and his Beanstalk,and even the reality TV show,"COPS".(That was extremely funny.)Aside from the comedies,Shrek does have some emotional parts.For example,Shrek wakes up in the middle of the night(Half naked,mind you.),and read Fiona's diary.It was a sad moment,when he read about how much she wished for a Prince Charming,and marry him.Its heartwrenching to see how Shrek had to leave Princess Fiona to Prince Charming.There's a line in the movie,which goes,"Can you at least pretend to like my father?Remember Shrek,i changed for you."(Or something like that.)Fairy Godmother tried to convince Shrek to let Princess Fiona go,and said,"If you love her,let her go."Which i can relate to very much.This movie not only provides comical moments,but also emotional moments as well,which was much higher than the previous movie.This movie might not have been better than the last,but its sure on par with it.It is a must watch for the summer movie fest.

9/10

Of Insomnia
Ever had an insomnia?Couldnt sleep at night?Time wears on,and hours go by without you being able to close your eyes?When you sit on your bed,stare at the clock and tell yourself that it is too late for yesterday and too early for tomorrow?I used to have those problems,but never really thought about it until i saw "Insomnia" just minutes ago.Wow.What a great movie.I saw it while i was in Taiwan once,didnt like it really.Saw it again,and was totally blown away by it.I guess,ive never really had the problem of insomnia before i watched it for the first time.Now that im in JC,insomnia seems to be a norm.Or rather,i chose to be an insomaniac.Burning the midnight oils to finish studying something,doing some essays just to meet the dateline has became a daily routine since forever ago.Come to think about it,its really scary to have insomnia.You cannot open your eyes,because you want to sleep.But you cannot close them,because you see thoughts,and they keep coming till you have to open your eyes again.The film,directed by Christopher Nolan,(Momento)this film tells of Will Dormer,a famous Los Angeles detective,brought to Alaska to investigate a homocide case of a 17 year old girl.On a mission to track down the murderer in a fog,he accidentally shoots his partner,Hap Eckhart.The only witness to this,was the murderer himself,Walter Finch.Walter begins to torment Will,by calling him everytime he tries to sleep.In Alaska,it never goes dark.And Will suffered from a serious case of insomnia,and Walter used that as his psychological weapon against him.Walter killed the girl,and he witnessed Will's accidental murder of his partner.If Will were to tell people about Walter,his career ends.Decisions,decisions,decisions.What would you do? Its a psychological thriller,its scary if you put yourself in Will's shoes.There was a scene,with him trying desperately to cover his windows with blankets and pillows,to keep the sunlight out.Another scene was with him driving on a stretch of empty road,rubbing his eyes and a blurry vision,only to drive off the road from an invisible truck.He's tired,and he havent slept for 6 days.Isnt it scary to live that way?This movies focuses not so much on the murder itself,but a grand plan that follows.Will only found out that Walter is the killer,when Walter told him that he saw him shooting his partner.But he didnt have evidence to proof that Walter killed the girl.There's a scene,with Walter being questioned about his relationship with the girl,and he's right inside the station,but nobody,not Will,can touch him.Because he taped a conversation of them on a tape,and called it his "Trum Card".It was a good movie,Al Pacino was great,Robin Williams was great as a psychotic author.This film got me thinking about the rights and the wrongs.Will you do anything there is to prove something you believe in?Good movie.Watch it.



Quotes of the Day:
Dormer,"You don't get it do you Finch? You're my job. You're what I'm paid to do. You're about as mysterious to me as a blocked toilet is to a fucking plumber. Reasons for doing what you did? Who gives a fuck?"

Rachel Clement,"I can't judge. There are two kinds of people in Alaska: those who were born here and those who come here to escape something. I wasn't born here.I guess it's about what you thought was right at the time. Then, what you're willing to live with."

Detective Ellie Burr,"A good cop can't sleep because he's missing a piece of the puzzle. And a bad cop can't sleep because his conscience won't let him."

Dormer,"Randy, this whole thing you're doing, you know, this "fuck the world" act. Now that might work with your mama. It might even work with a couple of these local cops, who have known you long enough to figure you're too dumb ever to kill anyone without leaving a couple of witnesses and a signed confession. Ain't gonna work with me, because I know things, you understand? I know you beat your girlfriend. I know she was seeing somebody else. Somebody she might have even gone to see after she walked out on you Friday night. Now, you're gonna tell us who that somebody might be? Or are you so fucking stupid, you're going to leave yourself as the last person to see Kay Connell alive?"

Finch," You and I share a secret. We know how easy it is to kill someone. That ultimate taboo. It doesn't exist outside our own minds."

Dormer,"We better find out where this came from."
Detective Ellie Burr,"I tried. Mrs. Connell doesn't know, her friends didn't know."
Dormer,"Have you tried the jewelry stores? Small things, remember? The second you're about to dismiss something, think about it. Look at it again."
---"Insomnia"(2002)

Song of the Moment---When a Real Man by Alicia Keys

Of Noise
The world is too noisy.Its too loud.Its screeching,and its scratching.Like when a chalk is scratched over the blackboard.When your fingers run over the sink.When your knife runs over the surface of a plate.Its too noisy now.Its getting worse,and I am holding my ears,squatting low,feeling cold.Even with the watchful eyes of Miss "I-Am-Old-And-Yet-I-Am-Not-Married" Lai,the library very much turned into a toned down canteen today.Like i said below,i wanted to hide in the library.From the noise,and perhaps some time for myself.Again.Even the library was filled with laughters and chatters today.Like a corrupted file from Kazaa,i just wanted to find a cushion and cover my ears.Just as i walked to the study area with Samuel and gang,i saw her sitting there doing here work.I placed down my bag,and looked as she adjusted the hairband upon her head,and pulled in her bag towards herself to avoid it being stepped on.The sun was blazing,and it shone through the side windows onto her face.It was glimmering white,and she looked out of the window,with her eyes narrowed.As Samuel settled himself on the cuboidal sofa at the end of the shelves,i looked as she turned back to her work.There were no seats,and the floor was the only vacant space around.I settled myself down,and adjusted myself so i could see her.More guys entered the library,and they stopped between us to look for seats.I sat up and peeked through them,just to catch a glimpse or two.All this while,she kept her head down on the table,quiet.Suddenly,everything seemed to slow down into a slow motion.As if the tape got stuck and everything stopped.They say,when you see somebody you like,time stops.And its true.But time did not stop here.Not today.It slowed down.It did,a long time ago...The noise were gone,the chatters disappeared,the laughters faded.Then,the only sound came from her slow steady breathing.

"Eh.Eh.Can you do this Complex Number question for me.Took me 2 hours."Samuel said,as he pushed the Ten Years Series into my hands.I attempted it,and failed.As if he succeeded.It was time to go for lecture,and i packed up and left.As i walked pass her,she was still minding her own business,taking no heed of the prowling eyes from every direction.I guess,amongst all the noise,there might be moments when all becomes quiet,and the only music is the rythem of one's breath.Its so noisy out there.The construction site.The cars zooming by.Then it was me deep inside,screaming.

Of the Hoax
Thursday,weekend's finally approaching.However,Wednesday night wasnt the best night of my life.Afterall,i spent the whole night mugging over my maths.Discrete Random Variables,Complex Numbers and Numerical Methods.Im not great in any of the chapters.In fact,Im not good at maths,at all.Anyway,so i buried my mind in those pages,while troubling my friends over the net about maths questions.And so,i ended up sleeping at 1+am.I came to school,worried that i'll fail.I studied maths during the break,i studied more during maths tutorial and CT period.I then went on into the library to do more maths.Of course,i took a little nap while i was in the library.I was too tired to do anything.Caught some sleep during GP lecture.But that was clearly not enough to wake myself up.Not until i fill my stomach with something.I was too busy to even remember the daily essentials:Food.While i was in the library,i couldnt find seats in the studying area.So i went back towards the entrance,only to find some empty sofas in the chinese book section.Three sofas were placed back to back againest each other,which means that if you were to sit on one of them,the person behind might bump into the back of your head.Anyway,so i sat myself down and plugged in my headset.Flipped to some page and started reading it.Just as i was about to change the radio station,a guy sat down behind me.No,thats not the worst part.He wanted to take a nap,so he sat back,and rested his head on the back of the sofa,not knowing that i was actually there.In the end,he rested his head not on the back of the sofa,but on my shoulders.He didnt notice at first,until i pushed his head away.Damn,that was gay.

440pm,everyone gathered in the LT for the moment of truth.We settled down on the left side of the LT,and the papers were distributed.Being the kiasu lot,we started doing the papers first.It went on alright.Though i had problems,but managed to figure them out.Of course,i left lots of blanks,but it went on way better than my other tests.Hey,i actually completed more than half of every question.Amazing.However,i had a great feeling about the test,in the sense that the stuff that i studied came out.Some of them at least,and i was pretty happy about that.I was actually excited to see how much i will get for it.Time was up,and Mr Kooi asked us to stop.Suddenly,over the microphone,he announced,"Next week is a busy week for the teachers.Sports meet,as well as other matters.We wouldnt have time to mark the papers so,keep the papers."I didnt hear it at first,and i was asking WenLai what just happened.She told me,and i went crazy.The LT started jeering at Mr Kooi.KengHung,who was at that time sitting right in front,started jeering as well.Even Nisah jeered.Haha.I was pissed,and as i went down the stairs i met Corinna,who had that "What-Just-Happened" face.I told her,"Now is the time for THAT word.".And at the count of three,we both cursed.It was frustrating really.But when i was walking home with ZaoYi,i realised that its not a bad thing afterall.I mean,in a way we've studied 3 chapters of the mid years.Thats,3 chapters down eh?Haha.Well,i dont know whether to be angry,or happy about this hoax.Whatever it is,it was a good trick.It tricked the whole school,thats for sure.Good one.Now,looking at the crop circles,that seemed like cheesecake.What a hoax.What a hoax.Applause for the Maths Department.

Song of the Moment---Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows

Of Miss Solitude and Mr Kenneth Lin for Company
Greetings!Wednesdays,early release.1110am.Couldnt wait for lessons to end.Besides the boredom of it all,it was some personal reasons that tempted me to leave the room.(Keep quiet about it,Corinna.)Anyway,the "bell" rang,and i left the lecture theatre to meet Ahmad at the canteen.We discussed yesterday night,that we wanted to have a jamming session.Being the less superior player than him,he had to come up with songs that i already know to jam to.Oh well,what can i do?I wanted to grab a guitar from the music room,but i found it locked up tight.So i went for the jamming session,guitar-less.Ahmad was there,and he borrowed a guitar from a J1 guy.I think his name is Lucas.Wow,cool name.Anyway,since i learned John Mayer's "My Stupid Mouth" not too long ago,we jammed to that.Haha.It was great fun,despite not being able to hear myself.The canteen was too noisy to hear anything,really.He left for his Learning Journey trip to Tekong,and left me with his guitar.I went over to the library later on.A test is coming up,didnt want to fail it.Though i half expect myself to score nothing higher than a "F".I went into the library,and due to the warning Mr Wan gave us the other day,it was dead quiet in the library.(I think thats how you spell his name.)Speaking of library,that library bitch made my friend's friend cry,just because she laughed in the library.When did it become such a serious crime to laugh in a library?If she was disturbing people,fine.But how much can a laughter distract one's attention?The only person who got irritated,was probably you.Anyway,i shall not waste anymore space and words on her.I found a seat at the end of the library,and sat myself down.I didnt know what to do at first really,so i pulled out my headset and listened to it.Staring at the notes only made my head swirl,so i looked around the library.Half of the population was sleeping,while the other half was dilligently working on something.Library bitch was nowhere to be seen.Probably in her office reading some magazine about old unmarried women,too ashamed to face the eyes of the public.Time dragged on,and somehow the library became colder.I read through the notes on Numerical Methods and Discrete Random Variable.I do understand them,but to answer them tomorrow,thats the trick.Oh well,i guess shutting yourself away from everyone might perhaps be a form of therapy?Miss Solitude might be your best friend when Mr "I have lots of friends" is not around.Sitting alone in the library,listening to Symphony 92.4,was enjoyable and yet,lonely in a way.Listening to the violin solos.Haha.Yeah,solos.Get what i mean?

It was close to 110pm,and i went to the room to play some guitars.Met Kevin on the way there,and we talked for awhile.In the end,he left me in the room to take care of things.Or rather,i left myself in there.I found the world outside too noisy and stressful for me to comprehend.Playing guitar alone in that room is a bliss.Nobody can hear you,and you cannot hear anybody.Save for the occasional throbbing sound from the band members.So,i sat in the corner,and played the acoustic guitar while drinking my Milo.Finally,i do have someone to accompany me,alongside Miss Solitude.Mr Kenneth Lin.(That is what the sticker on the guitar read.Thats what i call that acoustic guitar nowadays.Kenneth.Haha.)

2pm,Kevin came back,and we went upstairs for the meeting.Was pretty excited to see her around,but obviously she was late.Mr Wong held the interview next door.So Kevin and I,being the people with absolutely nothing to do,went over to check things out.Mr Wong lost his voice or something,so he was speaking like a mice.The other J2s arrived,and we gathered near the candidates.It was basically the same as the question and answer session really,for your information Valerie.Tee Wee,or Tee Oii,or Tee Oi,whatever,had the most say in whatever things.He's enthusiastic yes,but his motive was all over the place.Im still in love with the idea of having Samantha as the president.At least we wont have to worry about not making it to the SYF with "some people".(You know who.Not you Debbie.)Apparently,the teachers didnt like Tee Oii as much as we've thought.Neither did they like the guy who sat beside him,whose name i cannot remember,(The quarter master guy.)I told Mrs Tan that im pretty fond of Samantha,as the president that is.Everyone agreed,but she kept her opinions.Its all up to them to show their qualities next week,when they organise the so called,"Bonding Session".Good luck guys,surprise us.

That concludes my date with Miss Solitude and Mr Kenneth Lin.Though i must admit that you guys were pretty quiet most of the time.But at least,it saved me from the gossiping and the endless chatter that went on all around the school.Argh.I feel as if we are in a different league,and different world altogether.Yes,you guys are nice people,but i guess i need my time away from you guys once in awhile.Perhaps,i should leave everything behind,like Tristan Ludlow.Haha.Oh well,perhaps that might work someday.Im glad that somebody understands how i feel.You know who you are.Yeah,someday.

Song of the Moment---Adia by Sarah Mclachlan

Of the Deleted Entry
I wanted to type something today.Something close to heart.But i typed halfway and deleted the whole post.The lucky ones might have seen it being posted for about 10 minutes or so.I guess,its just another moodswing of mine,concerning someone in particular i dont even know of.As i typed,i felt that i was utterly crushed under the reflection of myself.This particular someone has got no relations to me,and appealed to me merely by looks.Ive always thought that judging and liking someone by looks,is a shallow thing to do.The hollowness of your mind and heart is laid out before the eyes of all once you tell people how you feel about how you like that person because she;s "cute" or "pretty".That sonorous sound made by your empty head,just like an empty vessel being banged on.Hollow,shallow,and thats what i thought of those people.But what makes me?Whats so different between me and them?I find myself flawed,so flawed that I havent realised it myself.That's the biggest flaw of flaws.Not being able to realise one when it slaps you in the face.You smile at it and leaves it under your bed.I dont see that line being draw anymore,as if being blurred by my self desire.Please fill this empty vessel of mine and let me sink to the bottom of the ocean,where the light of day only just brushes my hull,and brainless lifeforms as my passenger.Where even the biggest hammer cannot make a any sound with this empty vessel.I feel so hollow,because i realised that once in my life,i am the type of person i hate.Dont you just hate to realise things like that sometimes."Hey,arnt you the type i hate?".Yeah.It stinks.But,just sometimes i guess?Sometimes.

Just a sudden thought.Yeah.

Song of the Moment---Forgetful Lucy by Adam Sandler from the Soundtrack of "50 First Dates"

The Hukilau was the place
Where I first saw your face
We liked each other right away
But you didn't remember me the very next day
Forgetful Lucy
Has got a nice caboosey

I used to trick you into pulling your car over so we could chat
But my favorite time was when you beat the shit out of Ula with a bat
Then we drove up to see Dr. Keats
And found out why Doug always has to change his sheets
Forgetful Lucy
Cracked her head like Gary Busey

But I still love her so
And I'll never let her go
Even if while I'm singing this song
She's wishing I had Jocko the walrus' schlong
Forgetful Lucy
Her lips are so damn juicy

How about another first kiss

Of the Hottest Sunday Afternoon
As the sun begins to rise over the eastern horizon,i found myself crawling out of bed this morning,hungry.As the afternoon crawled on,the temperature outside got higher and higher.I found myself praying for rain as i buried my face between the pages of my Numerical Methods notes.Thankfully,the heat did not affect the efficiency of my braincells.I understood what Linear Iterpolation and Newton-Raphson is,which were merely long mathematical terms before this day.I got tired by 3,and decided to go take a nap.Read "The Lion,the Witch and the Wardrobe" for some quality Sunday afternoon relaxation.Despite the fan turned on to the maximum speed,i felt the hot air it blew onto my face.The heat was unbearable,almost suffocating.Despite all those elements,surprisingly,i fell asleep.I woke up,looking at the ceiling,orange.Orange?Odd.I sat up and look around,my whole room was orange.The setting sun had turned my room into a pale shade of orange,and the window panes burnt my fingers as i opened them.Havent had such a hot day in awhile.Its times like these that reminds me of why i like winter so.With sweat on my palms and feet,i almost slipped as i crawled out of bed.The face wash didnt seem to help much,neither did the air con in the living room.Sweat,sweat,sweat.This is painful,my back is burning.I shall go have a cup of orange juice.Perhaps a bath.

Yesterday night,i was thinking about something a friend of mine told me.We were discussing about something,and through that i found out that she just went steady with a guy.Not that i like her or anything.Really,i dont.I guess we argue too often for me to even think about it.But for some reason,i was dismayed by this news.I wonder why i felt the way i did.I knew it was not jealousy,that struck me when she told me that.It was something worse,perhaps sadness?But why should i be?Ive always enjoyed my time around her,even when were are quarreling over the smallest things,its always so fun to talk to her.Not to mention the same interest.Despite those,i really really do not like her at all.I really dont.At least every part of my body is telling me that.I wonder if im the only one out there,feeling this way when you shouldnt be.Just a thought,which ended right after i fell asleep.One of those "Before-I-Go-To-Bed" thoughts?Perhaps,perhaps,perhaps.I wonder what that meant.

Of the Boredom Upon Bus 105

I saw this couple on the streets,
Holding hands,young and sweet.
With that my heart skipped a beat,
Lonely steps i barely took,bit by bit.

In my hands,nothing warm to hold.
Then it became cold,as I took the bus all alone.
I thought of you,oh how you used to burn my soul,
Then the ice scratched,as if by a nameless foe.

Suddenly,time pressed on slower,
The trip felt so much longer,
The couple's hands got tighter,
And you my precious,so much further.

Something i wrote while i was on the bus home.Stood on the crowded bus,didnt know what to do really.It was too crowded to do anything,even if i wanted to.Anyway,so i tossed out my handphone and started typing rubbish.And there,rubbish.Haha.I know it doesnt work at some parts and stuff.But hey,i was on the friggin' bus,what do you expect.I was tired,hot,and i had this couple smooching in front of me.Oh well,just felt like punching them really,but nevermind.

Song of the Moment---The Unfeeling Kiss.From the soundtrack of "City of Angels".Composed by Gabriel Yared.

Of being Disturbed
Im not disturbed by anyone,really.Not my my sister,though to a certain level,yes.I am disturbed by a video i just saw.I was talking to my friend Jonathan Leong a while ago.(Not Lim,not Chia,but Leong.)We were talking about random things,when i told him that i was looking for the video of the American soldier who got his head cut off in Iraq.I know it sounds sadistic.Call me a sadist,but i really wanted to see it.I saw parts of it on the news though.But of course,it was censored or edited.All you see is,a bunch of Iraqi soldiers talking,then you see the American guy being pushed to the ground,then it ends.Being the curious being that i am,i searched the internet for the video.When i told Jonathan about it,he told me that he had the video.His friend sent it to him,however has too scared to watch it.Jonathan has this "Heavy Metal Rocker" image in my mind.Being the guitarist of various bands he has,its hard to imagine how he actually has a soft side.Anyway,he told me he has it,but was too afraid to see it.At first,i was pumped and hyped about it.However,as the transfer started and the megabytes decreased with time,i got a little scared.I didnt know what to expect.And so,after awhile the downloading was finished.I braced myself,and turned on the file.It was from the Al Qaeda website,and it began with some Arabic words,which i couldnt read.Then it showed the American soldier,sitting on a chair,and someone talking in Arabic in the background.Next scene jumped to him kneeling on the ground and the soldiers saying something.The video lasted for 5 minutes,and for 4 minutes it was just plain talking.I skipped it,and went on to the last part.

Readers with a weak stomach should refrain from reading the vivid description as follows.Be warned.

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The Iraqi soldiers pushed the American guy to the ground.One of them took out a knife from somewhere,and kneeled down on the American,while others kneeled on him to keep him from moving.It wasnt a very long knife,not one that you'll imagine to have the capability to cut someone's head off.He bent over him,then you hear the American guy screaming and yelling for mercy.After a while,the screaming ended,right after the Iraqi men slid his throat right across.He then used the knife and started cutting his throat all around.After a few chops,he managed to get it off,and held up the head to the camera.He then tossed the head onto the headless corpse.

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I was very disturbed by the video.And told Jonathan about it.Eventually,he watched it as well.I have to admit,there is nothing we havent seen before in the video.Considering the fact that we have movies like Kill Bill out there,this video looked like cheese cake.However,the fact that it is real,made it scary.We were both pretty freaked out by it,and basically had our stomach turned around.Thankfully,i didnt see any blood in the video,which i might have fainted to.(Yeah,dont really see bloody.Weird.)The question i have to ask is:Why?I didnt see any hesitation in the soldier.But why?Really.What in the world is happening?People using religion as an excuse and killing people like that.I dont think Muslim laws involved chopping people's head off on national television.

Damn those Iraqi bastards.

Of Troy
On Thursday,our class decided to watch “Troy” in the cinemas.Partly because it is a summer blockbuster,but also because of the fact that there are a great number of greek mythology fans in my class.Not to mention the Brat Pitt,or “Brat Talk” fans we have.(Myself included.)So I had to rush home after school to get some cash,since I ran out of it.I know that doesn’t happen to me very often,but I lent WanWei some money for her tuition fee this morning,and apparently I ran out of cash.So I rushed home,placed my bag down,took some money from my father’s drawer and went out again.Of course,after consulting my mother.Anyway,as I waited at the bus stop for my class to arrive,I met Mrs Lee there.Not the best person to meet at a bus stop.Not that I mind someone to talk to to kill time really,but it was really the fear of nagging.I half expected her to go on and on about my tutorials.Whatever.But she didn’t.I guess it was due to the fact that we were outside of school,and whatever that has got to do with school,stays in there.Im glad that she realized that.Oh well,so we had a little student-teacher chat.Apparently she was heading for Toa Payoh,to her mother’s house.Oh well,as a student I didn’t ask why.Its just kinda weird to look into a teacher’s private life. After all,I don’t really care anyway.Soon the people arrived and we boarded the bus.We reached Orchard at about 140pm,and JiaYing was already anxious to get to the theatre,since she didn’t want to miss the show.She was the only person jumping up and down,afraid that the tickets might be sold out.However,according to my experience,tickets never get sold out in Lido.Especially on a Friday lunchtime.Oh well,they didn’t believe me.But like I said before,it wasn’t sold out.We bought the tickets,and went for some lunch.We bought Long John’s,and settled down before the giant flat screen for lunch.It was one of the few occasions in the week when I actually talked.Havent been doing that in a while really.Anyway,after lunch the girls wanted to go downstairs for some shopping.For some reason,they were picking out clothes for me instead of themselves most of the time.I do appreciate their time and effort for picking out clothes,but I really didn’t want to spend too much on that day.Not to mention the fact that JiaYing picked clothes without looking at the price tags.(The Ralph Lauren incident.)As I was walking out of the shops,I met Krishna,who was on his way up the escalator.For some reason I was half expecting myself to meet him in town.After all,he is a CJC-ian,and Orchard is their playground.He was there to by tickets for “Troy” as well.His parents are in town,and he was watching the later show with them.Anyway,so we talked a bit,and the we went into the theatre.



Review on Troy
Here’s there story.The Queen of Sparta,fell in love with the prince of Troy,Paris,who was played by Orlando Bloom.Paris and Hector,his brother,were in Sparta to have a pact with the Sparta king.However,Paris fell in love with Helen,and Helen decided to leave Sparta and head to Troy with Paris,without the knowledge of Hector at first.The king of Sparta,who’s name I cannot spell,was enraged by this,and with his brother,sent 1000 ships to Troy.Paris on the other hand,was determined to love Helen,and as a result two states collided on the land of Troy,with the greatest war the world has ever seen.Achilles,an invincible warrior of their time,helped the Sparta army.Not because he liked the king,or due to respect,but it was really about his own honor.He fights for himself,and not the army.As a result,he cannot be controlled.Due to his skill with weapons in war,he received much respect from the armies.He was deemed,the greatest warrior in Greece,while Hector was deemed the greatest warrior in Troy.The battle between Sparta and Troy really became a battle between Hector and Achilles,when Achilles killed the priests in the temple upon the invasion of the Sparta army.Hector further enraged Achilles when Hector accidentally killed Achilles’ cousin.

The movie begins on a high note,with a one on one fight between Achilles and a tall muscular warrior.Of course,the ever invincible Achilles defeats him.That battle was nicely done,though a little short,but that’s what it was supposed to be,isn’t it?The main problem with the movie is the fact that Wolfgang Petersen totally neglected character development.He tried to make these character believable by making the movie to be under the shadow of “BraveHeart” and “Gladiator”.That he succeeded.However, he failed to make the characters themselves believable. The characters,according to Homer’s Iliad,were larger than life,and belonged solely in books and tales.In order to make them believable,the director has to inject character and feelings into them.However,this he failed.Paris was poorly written,with not much character development throughout the film.His connection between the audience was purely the handsome face and the image he gave the female audience in “The Lord of the Rings”.Helen of Troy,who is acted by Diane Kruger,was poorly acted out as well.Save for the scene with her bearing her butt to the audience.Why did she fall in love with Paris?Why did she hate the king of Sparta so?These questions were not explained,and in almost every scene she appears,she cries.Achilles was well acted out though.There are a few negative comments about Brat’s performance as Achilles.But in my opinion,I may not think he nailed the character,but at least we understood his motives.The best actor award of the movie has to go to the following:Eric Bana and Peter O’Toole.Also known as Hector and King Priam.We feel a strong connection with Hector.He’s struggle as the elder brother to protect Paris.He’s love for the country,as well as his love for his family.We see all these laid out before us.And as for King Priam acted out by Peter O’Toole,famous for his role in “Lawrence of Arabia”,proved that dialogue and patience with lines is more important than 50000 strong armies storming a city.One scene to note is when King Priam sneaks into Achilles’ tent in the middle of the night to get his son’s body back from him.Though Peter has a very limited amount of screentime,everytime he appears he proves himself as an oscar worthy actor.Sean Bean was great as Odysessius.(Spelling?).Though we are not very clear of his connection with Achilles,but he played his role well enough.

The battle in the movies were weak.Especially when the teasers and the trailers promoted the film with the battles and the big names."The greatest battle the world has ever seen." it says.However,it lacks emotionS,and depth.You see 50000 men attacking the walls of Troy,and you wonder what is the purpose of it all.You see lots of men dying,then you see more and more men pouring onto the fields,threatening the fate of Troy.But i found myself asking this question,"So what?".We don’t see much emotions.All you see is two vast armies colliding with each other upon the fields,and arrows flying and sword slashing.I didn’t like how the battles ignites,then ends again.Then it starts again,and ends.Though that was what happened in the poem Homer wrote.The battle lasted for 10 years in the poem.Whereas in the movie,it lasted for merely 2 weeks.In a scene when Hector battles the “fake” Achilles,the 50000 men battle suddenly becomes a 2 men battle.Whatever happened to the rest of the battle?The soldiers simply stood around those two men, like a kindergarten fight between two boys.It ends right after Achilles' brother dies.Hmm?The lack of closeups during the battle made the battle scenes a showcase of special effects.It is awesome,it is cool nontheless.However,its like Einstein with no brains.The most important thing in a war,is the motive,the purpose.I found myself unable to root for anybody.Wolfgang Petersen tried to make the Sparta army the bad guys.However,i do not feel for Paris when he was defeated,nor when Troy was overtaken.However,I do have to comment that Wolfgang Petersen did a great job when it comes to one-on-one fights.Namely the fight between Hector and Achilles,Hector and the big hammer guy,Paris and the brother of the king of Sparta.It was very well done and intense,and you find yourself at the edge of your seat.I expected a little more from this movie,and it fell short for me,perhaps due to the editing of the movie itself.The score was badly done.Though it is by the oscar winning composer,James Horner.(Titanic,BraveHeart.)It didn’t not suit the scenes at all,and it was composed under the shadow of Gladiator and Titanic.Themes were pretty similar as well.I listened to Gabriel Yared's version of the score,and it was more superb than Horner's.In the theatrical cut,especially during the fight between Hector and Achilles,you hear a soft constant drum roll at the back.That reminded me of a scene in Crouching Tiger,Hidden Dragon.Anyway,i heard Gabriel Yared's version and was completely blown away by it.The studio complained that it was overpowering.However,i do not believe that Gabriel's work threatened the film itself.Gabriel's score had defining themes and moments,whereas Horner's work lacked depth.But of course,we must forgiv him,because he was given merely a month's time to do it.You can listen to Gabriel's score and go,"Yes,thats from Troy.".Some people defended the movie by saying that by knowing the ultimate ending would decrease the amount of satisfaction during the battles.I read The Lord of the Rings a couple of years back,and the battle I saw did not disappoint me one bit.What happened to Hector's wife as well as Paris?Helen of Troy?The fate of these characters were left untold at the end of the movie.The main reason why the war occured was because of Paris' own desire for Helen,and the two main reasons why this war started,disappears into a tunnel.Hello?This movie is for adults,not kids.This movie is a Hollywood epic,not Homer.However,still very entertaining.This movie however,is not suitable for someone who is willing to invest 3 hours of a Saturday afternoon on.

Rating:7/10 (Pretty bad for me.A good movie for me is about 8/10.)

Quotes of the Day:
Hector,'No son of Troy will ever submit to a foreign ruler!'
Agamemnon,'Then every son of Troy shall die.'

King Priam,'I've fought many wars in my time. Some I've fought for land, some for power, some for glory. I suppose fighting for love makes more sense than all the rest. '

Achilles,'Be careful King of Kings. First you need the victory.'

Achilles,'Before my time is done I will look down upon your corpse and smile.'

King Priam,'You're still my enemy in the morning.'
Achilles,'You're still my enemy tonight.'

Achilles,'Perhaps your brother can comfort them. I hear he's good at charming other men's wives.'

Achilles,'Is there no one else?Is there no one else?'

Achilles,'Now you know who you are fighting.'
---'Troy'(2004)

Song of the Moment---Black Balloon by The Goo Goo Dolls

Of NeWater and 50 First Dates
Hmm.My computer screwed up yesterday.Or rather,the internet connected screwed up.I wasn’t able to log on to the internet since yesterday afternoon.Which explains why I haven’t been blogging.Anyway,I already called the StarHub operators,and hopefully they’ll fix the problem soon.Living without internet for more than 2 days is a nightmare.Anyway,yesterday was my short day,and I had to go on the Learning Journey to the NeWater Plant organized by the school.Not that it is the most interesting place to visit really,but I’ll rather visit that place than to risk failing my maths test next Thursday.Pulau Tekong,I’ll see it soon enough anyway.I don’t need any preview of it.Anyway,so school ended early,and we had a 4 hour break until 3.20.So Valerie came over to my place to hang out.Glad to see her doing something other than school work. We watched some movies on my computer and she got fascinated over my newly added Lord of the Rings collection.Anyway, we went back to school for the guitar club ex-co members election.This is a rather big day in a guitar club calendar,since it marks the day when the seniors pass the paten down to the juniors.We were late for the election at first,so Valerie and I entered from the back door.The nominees were already lined up before the club.Thankfully,they hadn’t start to introduce themselves yet.They did,and we all got a rough idea about them and their background.Oh well,Chek Yong was amongst the fellow nominees as well,and to be honest im reluctant to vote for him.Don’t get me wrong,he’s a nice guy.But I doubt his skills as a leader.Oh well,sadly he got the most votes.Its alright,since we will have our internal voting coming up next week.Anyway,the nominees are pretty alright,some of them are pretty experienced.I think the girl called Samantha has a 4 year experience on guitar.That’s good.Too bad she’s trailing behind Chek Yong and that guy from NPCC,who received lots of love from Mr Wong and Mrs Tan.Half the guitar club members were pretty turned off by his attitude.He talks too much.Personally,I think he’s fine.Afterall,there will always be grudges and complains about the juniors from the seniors every year.Im sure they didn’t think so highly of us when we were elected.I guess we have to give them a chance.Anyway,Im voting for Samantha,and hopefully she can catch up with the other two.My vote counts as 5!Anyway,as I stood there,there was a J1 girl sitting at the second row with her friends.Oh well,she has a pretty sweet looking face,with a white hairband on her head.So while they introduced I paid more attention on her than the nominees.Oh well,I shouldn’t let the my hopes up too high should I?Anyway,Debbie,Valerie,Grace and I left the club and went down to the fountain area to board the bus.Debbie was going with her class,and Grace was too.Valerie hung out with Debbie,leaving me wandering amongst people that I don’t exactly know.Luckily,I saw KengHung and his class coming up to the carpark.Haha.That guy’s crazy.Still remember the good old days when we used to take the same bus to exhibitions and fieldtrips.Those days.Blissful days.ZaoYi was there,and Lingo was there as well.I boarded the same bus as them and we headed for the NeWater plant soon after.Half the time,I was making fun about how KengHung couldn’t keep his mouth shut,and ZaoYi kept talking about how he was going to kill this spider which was at the overhead lamp.We started talking about how noisy the bus was when it was packed with Marists a couple of years back.Those were the fun days,when we had utterly no respect for the speaker at the front of the bus.Most of the time,we just plucked in our headphones or simply made fun of anything outside the bus windows.There was this once when a bus pulled up beside ours,and it was a bus filled with neighbourhood school secondary school students.As Marists,we love to cause troubles.A malay guy stood up to the window and pulled his shirt up to his chest,then pressed his body to the window.The guys on the left side of the bus pulled back the curtains and at the count of three,pointed the middle finger to them.We had a good laugh afterwards,especially how the bus driver sped away soon after.Soon enough,we reached the destination and I stepped off the bus to a hot afternoon sun.It was burning my neck and my face was literally melting.We rushed into the visitor center,and it had an odd smell.KengHung was complaining about how the place smelt weird.I told him,”What the heck do you expect?”.Oh well,a good thing about this trip,is that you can pee anywhere and they wouldn’t care.They’ll probably take a sample of it and tell you which grade it belongs to.Anyway,enough of disgusting thoughts.We were shown to this clip,where a so called “virtual” tour guide introduced us to the plant.Which in fact was merely a pre-recorded video.Very cheesy.She kept going “Fantastic!” and putting up two thumbs up.It was really lame,and by the end of the day nobody didn’t know what comes after “Fantastic”.We got into this cinema like theatre,and watched a short clip about water conservation.It was pretty boring.The interaction area was pretty boring as well.Yeah,it had lots of LCD monitors.Yay.But it was still extremely boring.I spent most of my time in the toilet,wondering if the water we were using were directly from the stuff we flushed off earlier.Anyway,we went into another room,and watched more clips.By that time I already checked my watch 8 times.We were introduced to the different stages of the water treatment,and to be honest I was bored to hell.Felt like pouring the tour guide with some geographical terms,but nevermind.Lets not make her life difficult shall we?Last stage,the NeWater challenge.I think that’s what it is called.Basically you answer a series of questions concerning the plant,and challenge the computer to it.The whole crowd were looking at the screen answering the questions,especially Tai Ee who was jumping up and down when the computer answered the question wrongly.Just shut up dude.Really.I didn’t pay much attention to the screen as well.Half the time I was looking at her,who was standing in the corner eyeing the screen as well.While everybody stared at the screen I was the only one looking elsewhere.Hopefully she didn’t notice me.Oh well,like I said,it doesn’t mean anything.I guess I was just,bored?We took the bus back to school,and I fell asleep on the bus.Had a great sleep until somebody woke me up.We got off,and I met up with Valerie,LiPing and XinYu for the movie we discussed about earlier.

50 First Dates

We took a bus to Junction 8,and bought the tickets to the movie.While we were at the counter LiPing was desperately trying to dig out money from her wallet.The lady at the counter was already growing impatient.So I tossed out my 50 dollar note and paid for the ladies first.Met MeiShan and her boyfriend while we went down for some food.Haha.They are still together after so long.Good on you girl.Haha.Anyway,the food was,ordinary.Didn’t blow me away whatsoever.We went into the theatre on time,and it was freezing cold inside.I didn’t bring my bag,since I went home earlier to put it.Therefore,half the time I was hugging myself and rubbing my arms.Anyway,lets review the movie.50 First Dates is basically about Henry,Adam Sandler’s character,falling in love with a girl called Lucy,played by Drew Barrymore.(Yet again,they are paired up as couples.)Adam was in a restaurant one morning while waiting for his boat to be towed by the coast guard, when he saw her.She was building a house out of pancakes,and was having troubles with the door.So Henry went over and poked a toothpick through.They started talking to each other,and their life,their occupation,and soon they were falling for each other.The next day,Henry couldn’t stop thinking about her,and went back to the same resturant again.However,Lucy didn’t recognize her anymore.As he tried making her remember himself,the owner of the restaurant pulled him out of the place,and explained her problem to him.Apparently,Lucy was involved in a terrible car accident and suffered from a disease whereby she cannot have any long term memory.She could remember everything before the accident,but not after it.Anything after that would be forgotten the next day when she wakes up.So Henry goes out on a hunt on ideas on how he can make her remember again.Its nice to see how Henry goes all out to help Lucy with her problem,with the help from Lucy's weird brother and father,as well as his good friend,Ula.Ula is the comic relief in this movie,though irritating at times,but he's he never fails to make people laugh with his weird accent as well as his stupidity.Lucy's brother,played by Sean Astin(Sam from The Lord of the Rings.)plays a athletic obsessed with bodybuilding.Over the year,his father and him had been trying to cover the truth from her,by doing the same thing over and over everyday,since Lucy only has memory of that day.They had to print the same copies of newspaper,celebrate her father's birthday everyday,watch "Sixth Sense" everyday just to please her.Lucy found on about her illness later on in the film.However,though she cries over it and stuff,she would wake up the next day,anew.Basically,its Momento with a twist.There are scenes where Henry talks about how he must make her fall in love with him everyday,and how she gets her first kiss everyday.Haha.Its really funny and nice movie.Good dating movie too.Lucy is an artist,and there is this particular scene when she meets Henry,whom she had totally no memory of at that time.(She woke up in the morning,again.)She says to him,"I have to something to show you.".She leads Henry into this room,and it was her studio.Inside,it was filled with sketches and paintings of Henry.Then she said to him,"I dont know who you are,i dont remember you.But for some reason,you keep appearing in my dreams every night."That scene nailed it for me.Very nicely done.Very very good movie.You guys have to check it out.

Sometimes,i feel like Lucy.You want to delete that special someone from your life sometimes.Totally forgetting about that person's existence,even if its for a while.Sometimes,you just forget about that person.Perhaps you are too busy,perhaps you have other targets,perhaps things just force you to forget about that person.However,when you meet that person again,you fall in love with that person all over again,no matter how much you tell yourself to forget about that person.Im like Lucy,and she's like Henry.Of course,change the sex a little bit.:)

PS.Skipped GP lecture today.Nirmala got pissed.Oh well,i dont really care.Face the consequences i guess?Yeah.I already messaged her.See if things work out tomorrow.Oh,Im watching Troy with my class tomorrow.Cant wait.I wonder if they have the mental power to sit through the 2hours 40 minutes movie.Haha.Oh well,its gonna be awesome.

Quotes of the Day:
Lucy,"What are you doing?"
Henry,"Nothing, I was just getting some lint off for you."
Lucy,"You were going for a feelski!"
Henry,"Alright, I'm sorry... But this is like the 23rd time we've made out already and... they're getting blue!"

Ten Second Tom,"Hi,Im Tom."

Henry,"Happy birthday, sir. What are you, like, 200 today?"

Henry,"Don't forget to use a condom, or in your case, a Hefty bag."
---"50 First Dates"(2004)

Song of the Moment---Closing Time by SemiSonic

Song of the Day:
Solitaire by Clay Aiken



There was a man, a lonely man
Who lost his love through his indifference
A heart that cared, that went unchecked
Until it died in his silence

And Solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself, it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again

And keeping to himself he plays the game
Without her love it always ends the same
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing Solitaire

Another day, a lonely day
So much to say that goes unspoken
And through the night, his sleepless nights
His eyes are closed, his heart is broken

And Solitaire's the only game in town
And every road that takes him, takes him down
And by himself it's easy to pretend
She's coming back again

And keeping to himself he plays the game
Without her love it always ends the same
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing Solitaire

A little hope, goes up in smoke
Just how it goes, goes without saying
Solitaireee
And by himself it's easy to pretend
He'll never love again
Ohhh

And keeping to himself he plays the game
Without her love it always ends the same
While life goes on around him everywhere
He's playing Solitaire
Solitaire, solitaire