chaos is order

Rag

2011-06-06T01:09:00.008+08:00

To be freaking honest, I believe that the title, coupled with the fact that yours truly is the author, would somehow garner quite a bit of attention. Yeah, yeah, I'm narcissistic and kinda voyeuristic.

I like how others tend to underestimate me.

Now that it's been about a year since the shit hit the impellers and the turbines, I kinda thought it would be a good time to pen down my thoughts. Now that i am no longer smelling of shit but still curiously poking at this year's.

i don't wanna die.

Rag, with respect to the float side, is a fabulous problem.(i'm sure the dance side is a sexy problem too, but hey, that's for the hot bald chick to talk about) There are just so many sides to the problem and i am simply addicted to the complexities involved. Apart from the constant "not enough minerals" problem, one will also find that it is difficult to make your peons think they are having fun. It also really does not help that the peons will look at each other and realize all of them have dicks. (not everyone is a druglord who always has girls hanging around him)

Epicness from across the causeway.

The judges are a problem too. As if being old is not enough, they actually work for the university. I mean, getting old people to judge floats designed and built by youngsters who enjoy an age gap of like a few decades with them is as logical as getting us youngsters to judge line dancing. So sometimes you need to decide between getting everyone to make something they like, or something the judges have a secret fetish for. Nah, that's a false dilemma. You get them to build your own fetish.

Or if you have a costume "idea" you could always get your designer to draw it.(redirecting credit and suspicion) Like puffy jackets. Who knows what kind of things people are into these days. *Shrugs.

This is a serious entry.

Many of the problems are actually pretty much unique to our epic faculty. Can't help it, we're just too unique for the university. The faculty, despite taking up so much uneven terrain, doesn't have a single sheltered area suitable to do rag in. And we use a toilet cubicle to store all our tools. Then there's this tragic cycle of non-continuity of personnel, where no one joins rag a second time, and thus it becomes very traumatic for the next batch, which will result in no one in that batch joining a second time, which will - you get the drift.

There are, of course, exceptions.

But on the other hand, you don't NEED someone to join again. Verbal advice, while given with little effort, should go a long way to assist the new victims. Though another problem comes in. Usually the new float victims are fresh meat dancers from the previous year, and unfortunately, friendship is a word incapable of representing the complicated relationship between most of the fresh meat dancers and the float victims then. Sometimes, a non-friendly relationship could develop as a result of more tangible reasons, like swords and guns that mysteriously break and require constant maintenance.(just like the SAF ones!)

Still, this awkward relationship is often due to some form of envy. No one sane gets a natural high from making props repeatedly and normally there isn't any climax to be reached. Contrastingly, training for a performance is easier to enjoy and as the performance date becomes closer there is usually some form of peak in emotions. At some point in time, it is very obvious that the dance side is enjoying themselves while the float side has degenerated into a L4D game with no survivors.

And they have chicks.

So yea, this kinda explains why there might not be (m)any ex-raggers coming back to help (this year) And admittedly, a part of me do enjoy watching the current victims writhe and struggle a little. (hey at least you are not struggling with some freakish water demon who doesn't need sleep)

I wanted to say it's not all shit. But I couldn't continue from there. Heck i haven't even finished with the shit-listing.

In the end, what's worth fighting for, i feel, is the image of the faculty. We are not a bunch of no-life nerds stuck in an international environment. We are not just here to get a degree and go. We are cool. And for some reason, we need to show it to them.

Engineering: Grades and More

2011-06-04T12:52:00.002+08:00

For some mysterious and possibly twisted reason, many in my unfortunate faculty has come to take this ridiculous CAP thing a bit too seriously. Most have come to treat it as an exceedingly personal and sensitive subject of conversation.

Somehow, the community has come to this awkward consensus that your CAP somehow represents your diligence and intelligence to some extent. This convenient, somewhat reductionist manner of 'logic' appears to be very prevalent among most of the faculty. It has come to point where some individuals use their CAP as some form of gauge for their self worth. So many factors contribute to how well one performs in examinations; emotional and physiological state, luck, network of friends, ability to understand lecturer or tutor, interest, ability to perform under the stress of time, priorities and even the type of calculators used can affect our grades to a significant extent. It's not like most of us do not understand this, but somehow we fall into this trap of lazily assuming things. And while your first employer will have no choice but to judge you with your CAP, its very unlikely that it will bear much significance in the future. And seriously, the working world is far from being ideally meritocratic.

The current state of tertiary education is such that most prospective university students don't know a shit about the shit they signed up for. The university open house is basically a shady convention of morally questionable salesmen trying to trick prospective students into applying their respective courses. Personally, i have a strong suspicion that students these days don't have the slightest clue why they are pursuing university education. How many of these people really know what they want? And if so, is the engineering degree the best way to achieving these aims?

And if indeed the answer is a tragic yes, then how important is this CAP thingy in achieving ur aim? Frankly, it doesn't really matter what the answer is. Or whether you agree with my generalizations.

What matters is whether you, the reader, is thinking about this for the first time.

NUS Semester 1!

2011-03-30T00:25:00.003+08:00

The local college experience is pretty limited, in my most awesome opinion. For one, nobody does drugs(or maybe Arvind is just running his operations really covertly). And nobody does sex.(at least few people claim they do) So, basically as a bunch we are really losing out in many ways. People are hypocritically conservative and most of us are tied down by a lot of ridiculous norms.

So yeah. We need to do something epic. Seriously. What are you going to tell your kids next time?

That you simply ponned a frickin' lot of lectures?

As i progressed to this line of thought, i suddenly realised that i should really make some documentation of the semesters in NUS.(you know, just in case i forget anything epic) I'm kinda halfway through this shit ler, but I guess it's never too late to start.

Semester 1 started off with O-week for me. For a period of time it was OG outing after OG outing. And we had sort-of-regular dinners too! Then after some time, or perhaps it was suddenly, the outings just ceased. =x

And for lectures i hang out with eric(from the OG) and wingtai(from army) who happen to be JC classmates. To this day I feel a bit sian that there is no female in the """clique""", but oh well.

I liked this girl too. But clearly i was too awesome for her.

(eh at least let me joke about it)

At this point in time, you think to yourself and realise that you are kinda screwed. Where is the epicness? Don't even have epic fail la. It was a lot of noobing around. A lot of trying to get my brain to work after the hiatus known as NS.

Oh ya. Forgot something.

Like with every esteemed institution, there will always be this initiation, whether unofficial or official. Something that you do, that makes you realise that you truly part of this new family. Of course, there is one for NUS Engin also. Some would say that it is participating in rag. Some say it's engin camp. Maybe for some it would be O-week. Nah.

All wrong.

You will sit for the MA1505 midterm, and realise that this is the tip of the shit-pile you've signed up for.

To Arms!

2010-10-23T22:15:00.006+08:00

Mobilisation really feels like a waste of time. Unfortunately it is hard to argue that it is unnecessary. In fact, why bother training soldiers if you can't mobilise them on notice?

The present system involves a sms which will prompt the reluctant soldier to acknowledge a message which informs the tragedy at hand. Said message is conveyed in a most unpleasant voice, and all the 'please press 1 to ...' only serves to make the whole experience very frustrating =(

Pardon the unhappy face. As a thinking and innovative soldier, i've wasted one bus ride coming up with cooler(though not necessarily more efficient) ways of activating our valiant warriors. Putting myself into the shoes of our defence force, i followed their usual train of thought and painstakingly came up with the ideas below.

1. The Vigilant Lion

The lion crest has always represented our country and since its a conveniently ferocious animal, the sight of it should instill a sense of fighting spirit into otherwise chao geng soldiers. Basically a giant search light will project a lion emblem into the night sky.(we always fight at night no?) Soldiers are expected to return to camp asap upon noticing the beacon. Of course, servicemen will have to kepp looking out of the window and staring out into the night, projecting themselves as cool and emotional men at the same time.

Lionman not depicted

2. The Mob Shades

In times of great emergency, an elite courier service(yay a new unit for the chao geng to go to) under the direct command of the army will deliver a pair of sunglasses to each and every noble warrior. The sunglasses, once worn, will display all the information about the mobilisation at hand, like how many toilet rolls and exactly how much soap you need to bring, etc. Upon a verbal acknowledgement of a loud "leeeeeeerooooy jenkiiiiins!"(notice it still starts with lee), the shades will explode in a ball of flame within 5 seconds. In this way, the public will not realise that war is impending(the shades have been destroyed, idiot!) and that dear foreigners will be spared from wondering why we bring sports shoes to war.

3. The W.O.E

An acronym for "Watch Of Evergreen", this sophisticated state-of-the-art timepiece will be issued to each and soldier involved. Featured in 10 different shades of green and powered by two triple-A batteries, the watch will inform the soldier of mobilisation by bursting into a full-length National Anthem(in midi format). The tune will be heard by all within a 30-metre radius of the wearer, and all around will be required to stand at solemn attention and sing along.

Digital version available in 2020!

For more ridiculous policies and humorous exceution, visit the first link for a quick laugh.

random, yet again.

2010-10-12T00:07:00.003+08:00

My random urges and ideas are probably the most irritating obstacles preventing me from concocting academic essays of appreciable quality. While rag deserves some blame, this blog remained silent for very long mostly due to my lack of inspiration, and a lazy refusal to research upon anything.

Blogging now doesn't mean i have juice. It just means that i've decided that random content will suffice. At least for now.

It is easy to lose sight of whatever you are working for nowadays. Be it the original motive or simply a desire to follow the crowd, it seems most have subconsciously forgotten why it is they are going through all of this. That seems to be especially true these days. Time is flying by and it appears there is nothing to hold on to. Even if we do take a break, we understand fully that the respite will come at a price. There is barely a chance to slow down the pace, and fully appreciate the beauty of whatever we are experiencing.

Life is starting to feel rather meaningless these days. Once again, I am not too sure what to channel my energies into, other than studying of course. I am still helping others whenever I can, with no strings attached. Perhaps it is rather inconceivable to some as to why I am doing this. Perhaps I would be better off not doing so. There is no dramatic, preachy reason to this. Rather, it is because I simply have no excuse or reason not to. Being the slothful and unmotivated person I am, time spent helping others in any way would barely be brought to fruitful use otherwise.

On a completely unrelated note, I've started questioning the appreciation of any kind of diversity recently. Basically, anything that results in the segregation of the human race. Local education has given us the presumption that diversity is to be celebrated, and indeed this national notion continues till this very day. No, I am not suggesting the intolerance of differences, but rather I am suggesting that segregation of any kind would be undesirable. Civilization(I would appreciate a more apt word) has somehow invented the notion of gender, race, nationality and religion. And no, I am not against individualism., but why should one human race be split into so many different groups in such mundane and sometimes, ludicrous, ways? As the human species, how much have we progressed?

Maybe humanity needs a common enemy. Yeah. I have the makings of a supervillain.

3 Tips to Owning the Mugging Engineer

2010-04-07T22:40:00.006+08:00

No. I do not have anything against hardworking people. It's more a thing towards the overrated concept known as diligence.

But this is not a aggressive and abrasive entry aiming to expose the viles of diligence. This is an offer of assistance to students who have lives beyond the academia. No, having a reasonable sense of priorities does not mean that your grades have to suffer.

1. Know the paper
Find out as much about the paper as possible. Have a slight gauge of the difficulty of the paper, either by hearsay or by the standard of the tests and quizzes so far. Make it a point to find out the format, time and venue of the paper. Imagine yourself at that place at that point of time. What difficulties would you face? Perhaps you may need a jacket? Or maybe sleep earlier the day before? Small details like this take little effort to take note, but could be disastrous if neglected. It is interesting how certain muggers simply fail to take note of such details.

2. Understanding yourself
You would believe that by this age most of us would have a clear gauge of our own strengths and weaknesses. Some tend to be careless, others tend to get stubbornly stuck at one question and some have illegible handwriting. Be aware of your own fatalistic tendencies and avoid them at ALL costs. Understand that such tendencies make you no different from someone who is only probably half as brilliant as you are. Also have a gauge of your own academic prowess. Recognise the existence of problems which you can never solve even if given a day at home to do it. Have a clear idea of how fast you can be while being careful.

3. Have no fear
There is nothing to be afraid of BECAUSE you did not put in (much) effort for it. Imagine someone who has consistently worked hard throughout the entire semester. The pressure to perform well presses heavily on their shoulders even before they attempt the first question. The fear of their efforts coming to naught dulls their senses and clouds their intellectual capability. You will have none of that crap. The absence of fear means that one will not go into a panic, and can constantly the analyse the situation to make a rational decision at any point in time. Decisions of which question to do first, which question to skip and how careful you want to be can all make a huge difference for your position on the bell curve.

Of course, these are mere tips. The bell curve and the CAP system are your best friends. Have a gauge of the prowess of the people taking the same module as you and be aware of the CAP you are aiming for. This maximises the grades-to-effort ratio, enabling you to spend time and effort on other skills and pursuits.

rag nonsense.

2010-03-12T01:19:00.005+08:00

There really isn't a reason to make this entry. I mean, I don't NEED to. There is no message to bring across. No lesson to be taught. Actually. "skirts for men" as the front page of the blog is too misleading. Not to mention i've added a lot of pple to msn recently, and surely we do not need any misunderstandings.

ff13 is out. but i am still standing firm with my decision. will get it the moment exams end.

rag is taking up a lot of time these days. well, a lot of things regarding rag is confidential. so i can't say much. but much is very subjective.

well, i can talk abt myself.

narcissism owns.

y did i join? before i knew about the design competition, i just tot hey, maybe they wld haf some use for my erm....talents. Maybe they need a artistic consultant or sth. And with some persuasion from fang you, i came for a sai kang session. i tot, perhaps i cld contribute....but since i just got to know every1, shld just keep quiet abt my....abilities. ah asians are known to be shy.

hmmm i am includin too much detail. but whatever.

actually i wonder whether anyone realised this... but when i submitted my design i have more or less given up. firstly becos i took very long just to draw a scale drawing on graph paper(which resulted in quite a bit of ego damage)....and secondly i was too lazy to finish detailing the design. The only reason why I still submitted something was becos kayhow said he was looking forward to my design.

Though by some very very odd reason i actually believed every1 wld be able to imagine it with the detailing.

but no all of that did not explain y i joined. Or y i am willing to put in a considerable amount of effort for it. Really, a lot of things come down to your perspective. Designing the float....it's like out of nowhere you are given a sum of money and manpower to make a art piece. such a chance will probably never ever happen again in my entire life.

so to have no regrets. the only way is to go all the way.

its a good excuse to not mug anyway. no. ownage doesnt necessarily come with much mugging. it only comes with much owning.

Skirts for Men

2010-02-27T22:30:00.003+08:00

As some of you may have heard H&M recently released their new men's collection, and apparently it includes a skirt, and a few items I personally believe is worse than the skirt.

You might want to take a look here.
While i do advocate fashion freedom, I don't believe H&M is going the right way. Masculinity aside, it is going to be tough convincing anyone that you are straight when you are attired as such:

So what exactly is wrong? For one, the silhouette is wrong. A-line pleated skirt just doesn't fit a male body. I would actually support the tights though, considering showing off the legs is considerably more gay. The way they made the skirt, it looks no different from a schoolgirl skirt, which is kinda wrong and disturbing.

So how should a skirt for men look like? Upon beginning to contemplate the problem, i realised that long ago in the shit hole known as kranji camp, i've drafted a possible soln before.

Here it is:
Material can just be t-shirt material. With colours it could end up looking rugged and very casual. If i remeber correctly, the silhouette was inspired from that of a japanese hakama.

What do you think?

-random

2010-02-15T22:03:00.005+08:00

it's been really long since i last updated, so will be addressing a couple of issues here.

******

After my holidays at China, I've been thinking that perhaps any Singaporean hostility towards Chinese nationals is rather uncalled for. While it is true that their existence here does make it a lot more competitive here, it certainly isn't a heinous crime to venture overseas for better opportunities, if you think from their perspective that is. After all, a lot of Singaporeans do that themselves as well. Discriminating against Chinese nationals is starting to appear to me as childish and unreasonable. Do not worry, I will explain my stand in due time.

Due to a history of various country-changing policies, a lot of Chinese nationals may be more competitive and selfish than Singaporeans. My short stay at China has convinced me that while it feels good to be selfless sometimes, PRC just isn't the place to be so; you'll just lose out. Indeed, one can argue that the society brought it upon itself. Still, one must also realise that the society one is being born to is still totally out of one's control. 有时也是身不由己嘛~

Do not be mistaken into thinking that i support the idea of having such insane numbers of PRCs in Singapore. Singaporeans, instead of directing their displeasure over the existence of PRCs AT PRCs, should ask themselves who opened the door for them. In a way, we've voted for a government which allowed the PRCs easy entry. This only further support my stand that it is unreasonable to harbour any strong dislike towards the Chinese nationals. Whatever hostility or displeasure must be rightly directed!!

******
To be honest, I was rather furious at pastor rony tan for his stupid video when I saw the newspaper. First off, i must admit that i personally have something against Christianity as a religion for reasons I do not wish to discuss here. The topic of discussion here, however, is on free media. While this incident might justify the government's control of the media, it also suggests that Singaporeans are not mature enough to handle a more liberal media. With information technology going out of control, perhaps the government should focus on finding ways to develop the attitude of Singaporeans, rather than try to block out the many, many 'insensitive' sources.

******

Finally something more personal!

Out of some unknown and mysterious reason I decided to join engin rag. Initially i was quite interested and some more kay how and fang you are in it as well. And then they organised a competition in which u could submit a design for the float. and i submitted one. and won. argh.

but really, the process was a very very hard one. The theme is sci-fi and initially i was very confident cos i guess i have A LOT of exposure to sci-fi. But unfortunately, i suck at isometric drawings and mecha drawings. sighs. One of the reasons i don't draw gundam despite being quite fond of the franchise. In the end the whole design took up an insane amount of time....to the point that i was a bit disappointed with myself for being unable to work with tight deadlines. Technical drawings are really not my thing sia. If you are wondering abt my area of expertise u can click on the deviantart link on the right lol!

while i am still wondering whether to join rag....i think i alr did =s Aiya but think too much also sian. It's nice to have sth else other than games to distract u from studies lol!

hmmm dunno still got anything else....oh ya.

Happy Chinese New Year!

And ya i've successfully stayed single for the 22nd consecutive Valentine's Day. eh it was all part of the plan ok? hahahaha~

hey~

2010-01-24T01:20:00.002+08:00

ha. my apologies for responding to ur blog entry this way. Somehow, some things are hard to say over msn. or sms. or face to face. and i dun think u wanna receive my email.

oh come on. dun say u dunno who u r. while i can uds the urge to k, u need to go run/jog more!!

To be honest, i din noe u were so ego about academic stuff. i used to be like that. And then i had to go ask myself the qn as to why I am studying. Until now i have not found the answer. A lot of it is to feed the ego. But as for my aspirations and dreams....they are cloudy and appear difficult to realise. at the moment.

But hey, at least u have had an idea of wad u wanna be for quite long. And apparently u do enjoy the short experience u've had before. So just go for it eh? As to what track you should go for....well, despite what u said, i still think it is a little early to start deciding now. Somehow, a baseless belief in the saying 船到桥头自然直 does help the mentality sometimes.

Are u lost? i doubt so. It is just that i think u have nothing to look forward to. And that you've suddenly become doubtful of what u have always wanted to be. Pardon my a-bit-too-eager attempt to try and understand what u r going through. i just want to have a deeper understandin of the pple i care abt =) Actually in the end such unexplained sian diao feelings always disappear as mysteriously as they appear. Though i find it extremely disturbin tt u think it will get better when tuts start. omg la. i dun even wanna think abt it sia. Things will just get more and more shiong until it culminates in a bang. *shudders*

having faith in others is impt. but the most impt of all shld be to have faith in urself. Maybe u shld ask urself the qn the black guy percy asked in the movie. If u were never to wake up again....wld u be satisfied with ur life now? The life u've lived so far? What wld u regret abt? u wld be unsatisfied i guess. but u most probably wldn't noe with wad. haha.

ha i dun think i helped. but eh dun u fucking dare start emo-ing. leave all the emo-ing to me haha~

Firsts of 2009

2010-01-23T00:58:00.002+08:00

Looking back on 2009, it does actually feel that yet another year has been wasted. But upon looking closely, it seems the year does have some notable achievements.

1. Probably the same for everyone, but it is the first time I got a job(whether it be tuition or that office job, and pls, ns is obviously not in consideration) And of course with such a 'first' comes along many other related 'firsts' which are not really worth mentioning separately.

2. I completed a marathon the first time in my life. It basically went like this. First quarter: jog, 2nd: brisk walk, 3rd: walk, 4th: limp. And the remaining last 2 km i could have sworn my spirit have left my body lol.

3. Went on a vacation without my parents for the first time(actually, i've only gone on an overseas vacation with my parents for one other time. other overseas trips are not vacations.) Celebrated new year overseas for the first time too. Shanghai has rather impressive fireworks =D

4. Cleared my IPPT for the first time by going for IPT. Personally I consider this notable since it is now clearly a better option to go for IPT than to train yourself.(for my sickly body that is) Furthermore you get to chat with working adults and get to know more about the working world.

5. First time i kena invited to wedding. The permanent staff i was helping(ting ting) actually invited all the temps(temporary staff) to her wedding. imbal. wonder which of my friends will get married first.

6. First time i kinda went out of my way to celebrate my birthday. Treated a bunches of people to dinner. So much so that I eventually ended up sick from all the gorging.

7. First time i actually wore an artistic creation by myself. In this case its a shirt i painted.

8. The list goes on actually. But unfortunately there are too many things i don't think i should post here. Most of you should already know what I am talking about actually. It is something I am quite happy about though =D

that's it for now. getting a bit too busy nowadays to update~~

IPPT and IPT and RT

2009-12-12T23:46:00.004+08:00

I've realised many of my peers do not understand the gravity of the situation here. This entry is especially necessary now as I believe that THIS is the time to do something about your closing IPPT window.

A little intro to taking IPPT as an NSman. This is all with regards to Maju FCC as I've only done it at Maju camp.

IPPT

Let's go through the routine. For instance, I've booked a 5pm IPPT at Maju camp. I can actually go any time from 5pm to 6.30pm. I estimate at the very least 500 people would be taking in that one evening. Details would be dispatched by the 100s. So actually, if you come early it will end really early for you. Now on to the stations.

After I register and get a tag, I wait for my detail to be called. (100+ is detail 1, 200+ is detail 2) After a small briefing, I tackle the stations which now look like arcade machines. Your tag will be slotted into the arcade machine, and for EVERY station, the number of reps you perform will be registered electronically. Results are usually very accurate and it is nearly impossible to cheat the machine, considering there are PTIs manning each station.

After the stations are done, you are free to rest as much as you like before proceeding to 2.4. Note that this is NOT in the same detail level. You just join the next 2.4 detail after you reach. For 2.4 there is little to worry about. Once again everything is electronic and it is nearly impossible for the timing to go wrong whatsoever.

The IPPT ends when you finish the 2.4 run and collect your results. It is instantaneous. Rather efficient I must say. A few things to note.

1. At the counter, you provide your identification to be linked to the electronic tag. Due to the immensely large amount of people, it is very rare for the clerk to check your face with the photo on the identification. Furthermore, must of us now look VERY different. And that is obviously acknowledged.

2. After your tag is linked with your identification, you will just be referred to with your tag number. Your identification ceases to matter.

3. There are really too many people. It is unlikely for PTIs to recognise you even if you somehow for some unknown and obscure reason take the same station twice.

IPT

You sign up for IPT when you realise you simply cannot pass IPPT. Once again all I will be saying is as per how Maju does it. IPT consists of 8 sessions of night training which must be completed within 5 weeks. Before I go through how one session is like, there are several important things to note.

1. You must book a session which will END THREE MONTHS BEFORE your window closes. Considering the popularity of IPT, it is most advisable to start booking FOUR MONTHS BEFORE YOUR FUCKING BIRTHDAY. My advice is just book ASAP.

2. When you book you will be booking for 2 days per week. Like tuesday and thursday. It is very important to note that the first IPT session is an IPPT, and you MUST be present. The second session of the same week is first training session, so you MUST be present as well.

3. After which, you must complete 5 sessions on ANY day there is IPT(for Maju is every day except friday and sunday) within the next 4 weeks.

4. The last session is an IPPT. You MUST do it in the 4th or 5th week. (you realise 2+ 5+1 = 8)

5. You cannot do more than 3 IPT sessions in one week. It is also best to inform the FCC beforehand when you are going to come.

6. If you manage to somehow pass on the last session's IPPT, you will still get the monetary reward.

7. You are NOT paid when you come for IPT.

Ok so a regular IPT session goes like this. You arrive at 7 and you register. The queue usually does not dissipate until 7.30 because there is really a lot of people. Usually by 7.40 the warm up would commence.

After which is the first session of PT. It can be anything from statics to shuttle runs to pull-ups. I personally thought it was too slack. I could even do it after my post marathon fatigue with ease.

Then comes a water break.

Second session of PT can be anything as mentioned above and do note that it can be a 3km run. Of course, walking is not abnormal.

By 8.30 you should be doing your cool down. And by 8.45 you should have received your 'receipt of attendance' and be out of the gate already.

That's about it for IPT. Let's go on to the last alternative: RT

RT

RT sessions are just like IPT, except they are even slacker. However, MAJOR differences need to be noted:

1. You can book RT after your window closes and you have yet to pass IPPT or go for IPT.

2. There are 2 phases to RT. First phase is 2 sessions per week for 4 weeks. After which you take a IPPT. Failures(meaning everyone) will proceed to phase 2, which is THREE FUCKING SESSIONS PER WEEK FOR 4 WEEKs. Do the math, and you have TWENTY FUCKING SESSIONS WTFOMGBBQ!!!

3. You can be absent for RT sessions, but doing make up sessions might not be easy or convenient. Any you HAVE to make up.

4. You will not be paid even if you pass your IPPT in RT. However, if you miraculously do, you would be considered to have cleared for that year as well.

5. You will be paid as if you are going for half a day of reservist. Which could amount to a lot. Since there are 2o sessions.

Ha. that's about all! Please don't leave things to the last minute guys!!! Procrastination will kill you!!

NS revisited~

2009-11-27T12:34:00.004+08:00

In retrospect, I realised the entry which i made when i was about to ORD did not sufficiently express the various horrendously tangled emotions. Of course, I am writing about it again under the assumption that the English language has returned to me.

More than a year has passed since then. Perhaps it would be easier to follow a more chronological order.

All stories have a beginning, including shitty ones. I personally found BMT to be extremely disastrous. I am good at adapting, but admittedly never ever enjoyed the process. Being stuck with a bunch of scholars definitely did not help much.

I was initially very apprehensive of medic school. (To be honest I was extremely apprehensive of NS as a whole) Having to poke each other with needles repeatedly. Not to mention that I was never able to disregard injections entirely. There was still a hint of discomfort and fear. I particularly like the people I've met there. Especially desmond and brandon =)

Most of you should have known by now, but in my last IV session in the school I tried to drip myself. Was a failure though. Catheter went elsewhere(it was supposed to follow the walls of the vein) and i had to give up =( I managed to draw my own blood for my ORD FFI though.

Going into 41...was probably a significant milestone of my life. Obviously, it probably felt more like a huge ditch then. Anyway, along with me for the descent into hell was this bunch of equally unfortunate medics. I've never shown it, but I'm awfully happy to see anthony, matthew and kenneth around in NUS. I do miss weijie though =x

Then I met my platoon mates. Sad to say I do not believe I was particularly close to anyone. Nevertheless, on days when you are stuck in a cold lecture theater listening to an old man talk equations and formulae, you look back on those days. With a smile. Special mention goes to(in alphabetical order) andre, andrew, bertram, eddie, devandran, hao yuan, kaijian, reagan and zhan ting. A lot of these people do not even realize how memorable they've made NS become for me. Perhaps it is a very personal thing to enjoy constant company.

There was a period I got very depressed though. Things probably reached the climax when I was in india. The pent up emotions, together with the poor physical conditions, made me extremely ill for very long. I lost the bulk of the mass I gained in BMT and somehow, things changed for the better for the rest of the year.

In the end, when I ORD-ed... all I felt was sadness. I believed that I will see such organisational fucked-up-ness again. I also believed that later in my life I would be going through such shit again. I also believed that I would get food poisoning and perpetual diarrhea again. What I would not experience again, however, are the times I shared with wonderful people in what-the-fuck conditions.

A lot of my perspectives changed when i was in NS.

It became evident that education is not as important I believed it to be. Indeed, the society tends to be biased against the lesser educated, but when it comes to the environment and the elements, everyone is standing on equal ground. Furthermore, I've come to the sickening realisation that generally, educated individuals tend to be less selfless and hypocritical. Most importantly, I've also realised that education is not a factor in friendship.

Those who know me well enough will understand that I place my friends on a very high priority. NS pushed that priority slightly higher. Of course, do not read this and conclude that guys go into NS and come out a better individual. Living by myself has always been something I believe I might not be able to do, and hence a huge blotch of insecurity in my ego. Going through NS erased that blotch, and inflated the ego on the overall. I also became so used to vulgarities that I had a very hard time trying to turn it off when I need to. And lastly, while I have become a better friend, I have also become very desensitized to things that happen to complete strangers.

Basically less civic minded.

Not that I particularly mind.

=)

Shifting the Bell Curve the PS3 way!

2009-11-20T20:13:00.004+08:00

I'm temporarily putting my split selves on hold first, since I've realised it is difficult to distinguish them. And also perhaps it is better to have an actual image of them. Hmmmm.

Though that would be quite narcissistic.

Now, I've come to the sickening realisation that there is no hope. You can be familiar with your concepts but in the end you may still end up not being able to do the questions. Or perhaps I believe that I've done enough(enough in the sense that the effort/results ratio will be high)

In any case, I've decided to direct my efforts to bell curve shifting.

The next few months will be super excitingz! With 4 action games available on the PS3 coming out!

#4: DANTE'S INFERNOLoosely based on the first part of the "Divine Comedy' of the 1300s, the lead character of this game, Dante, finds himself fighting through hell to save his beloved. The rich description in the source will hopefully lead to perhaps the most lore-rich hell gamers have ever seen. That insane weapon in the screenshot is the death scythe, snatched from the hands of death himself. Gameplay videos have shown that the scythe itself is skeletally jointed in such a way that it can extend and bend. Which allows for grappling action. Yes, EA is ripping off God of War.

Release date: 9th Feb 2010

#3 Bayonetta

From the same guy who brought you Devil May Cry, this stylish action game stars a witch in fictional Europe, who sports various armaments and reportedly can use her hair as a weapon in combat. The OL look aside, interesting features like witch time, where a well-timed dodge slows time for a few seconds, and torture finishers, where she summons torture devices to finish off the enemy. This is by SEGA though, and not CAPCOM.

Release Date: 5th Jan 2010

#2 Darksiders: Wrath of WarFor some unknown reason, one of the 4 Horsemen of Apocalypse, War, is misled into starting the apocalypse early, and thus mankind has been wiped out and hell is victorious over its heavenly counterparts. However, War, the protagonist in this game, is blamed for starting the fight a little too early, and is condemned to the post-apocalyptic MODERN world. The best part about this game is that War will be allowed to EXPLORE the world in a sandbox manner. Almost GTA style. I may be wrong, but this could be the first free-roaming game set in a mythical background. And possibly the only game with not a single living human being. Did i say his sword is damn kick-ass?

Release Date: 5th Jan 2010

#1 God of War III

Need anymore be said? Even without any further gameplay improvement I believe most who have played the previous installments would buy this off the shelf without hesitation. It is almost sad that it is all coming to an end. Greek lore in existence today have showed the gods playomg with human lives and controlling petty wars from the distance.

Their retribution? Kratos.

Release Date: Mar 2010

That's all for action games I guess. And don't forget, we have Final Fantasy 13 out on 9th March 2010. Come join me, my friends, as we wallow in the pits of hell with the Sixaxis in our hands!

Seriously~ 1: Future plans

2009-10-26T22:47:00.004+08:00

I hate monologues.

But as you can see, dear reader, I am in a rather tight spot here, considering I AM after all, the only author of this blog. Thus, for the sake of entertainment and sheer randomness, I shall split myself into three.

That is obviously wrong semantically, since I believe myself to already be in more parts than three.

But u get wad i mean. Right?

CA(cheena alan): dis is lame la. y r we doin this? we got nth better to do meh? our gravitation + oscillations havent go read up, cs take home lab havent do...still got wad....and ya the 1109 test havent study la! wtfish u doin sia???

SA(serious alan): Relax. Perhaps the only thing we REALLY need to worry about is the test. And we are doing this because we are not in the mood to do anything academic. And also because we haven't updated in a long time. We are not muggers! Hmmm. Should it be plural or singular here?

NA(NS alan): F*** la. Test easy to f***ing own one la. Last time always liddat wad~

SA: Please scrutinise the mid term tests results. We are way below our original standard already. This is ridiculous!

NA: HONG KAN! Let's f***ing go mug sia!

CA: budden hor CAP not reallie impt lei. do until so good also no point de. as long slightly above average can ler mah. the accumulative thing reallie sux sia. anw getting first class doesnt mean u will be super employable~

NA: PANG KANG! our cv looks like its gonna be f***ing cui~ Siao liao la we jia hong alr.

SA: I think we can go for the product design route for engineering. Like that lecturer said, almost everything needs to be engineered. We can go into the design of everyday products. And perhaps from here our artistic skill will be put to some use.

NA: Nice one la! Liddat no nid worry ler! YAY we ownzors~

SA + CA: -.-

CA: i think we can go wif de plan of getting a gahmen job for 3-4 years....after tt we can go start a small business or sth. dun think anyone of us wants to work as employee forever rite?

NA: yeah will be F***ING sian if forever haf to listen to some f***ing higher up. knn la. but i tot we dun like de gahmen one?

CA: no we dun lol.

SA: Agreed.

(to be continued~)

Lame Post

2009-10-22T00:01:00.002+08:00

Hmmm recently like no inspiration to post.

Or should I say.

All that i am thinkin of is not really convenient to be posted here haha~

In Retrospect~

2009-09-27T01:00:00.002+08:00

"I've come to a sickening realisation that I MUST make rash decisions to commit myself so that I will end up doing something(out of moral constraints) beneficial to myself. Hence, I've paid for engin O week in a desperate bid to force myself to go.

Perhaps something good will come out of it." (Goh, 2009)

Actually, I can't really imagine what would happen if I did not go for orientation week. Things would be sooooo different. For lectures nowadays I usually hang out with Wingtai and Eric(and sometimes Han long, who is their friend) There is a chance that I would still end up getting to know Eric but, seriously, who knows what could have happened. I may effectively become friendless in mech engin~

If I didn't get to know the OG, then there wouldn't be the various outings which happened. I would have rotted at home and eventually start to emo and become mentally depressed. In fact, there could be a chance I might start to feel it's worse than NS. Admittedly orientation week itself wasn't too fun, but then getting to know the people is probably the more important gain.

Would my mugging be in a better state if I didn't get to know all these wonderful people who like to ask me questions? It is difficult to decide. In fact, it is difficult to get anything done online at night due to various msn popups. On the other hand, there are certain things which I would not have bothered with if these people did not come to ask me questions. Not to mention it does feed my ego.(which, according to my facebook, is bigger than all your asses combined~ But I digress...)

Yes. I am expecting arrows to be shot at me after this entry is published. I can even predict what kind of arrows. Do be merciful my fellow engin comrades~

Do, however, note that I am not complaining about people asking me questions. I am just weighing the effects of such a phenomenon. Feel free to continue shooting those questions. In fact, in your most dire moments, do not start asking for help from a higher being, do not close your eyes and pray...do not even refer to your notes....

Just come to me......for I will be your salvation!

(orchestral music plays~)

(And yes, that goes for you too, Wing tai =)

Ahhh. I've digressed. Pardon me my oh-so-beloved readers. Getting to know the OG was really nice. And got to know some people who I can sorta click with. Can't imagine uni life without them really.

That being said, I miss some of my friends. If people like Yihang.....or Yew long....or Qihan....or Vincent were with me here in mech engin.....this would really, really have been a cakewalk. Yeah, there are times when I feel alone, for there just aren't people who think like I do.(or have an ego to match, for that matter)

But the fact is that they are not with me. I only have Eric and gang and the OG. Which is quite nice already actually. So ya, in response to the Alan from 2 months ago....

Yes, some good things did come of it~

Inglorious Basterds (2009)

2009-09-23T22:22:00.003+08:00

As with all Quentin Tarantino films, the most defining part of the film is that it is directed by Quentin Tarantino.

The film continues to follow the Tarantino style of non-chronological story-telling, macabre humour and most importantly, epic violence. The convuluted story takes place in Germany-occupied France during WWII, and basically has two main plot lines. One involves the Basterds, a group of Allied soldiers who go around on a Nazi massacre. Another involves Shoshanna, a Jewish girl who is plotting to get back at the Germans. It becomes rather clear early on that the two storylines will meet in a dramatic finish at the end.

The cast was exceptional and was tantalising to watch even in some of the more draggy scenes. That being said, some of the best scenes in the movie could be going at too slow a pace for average cinema-goers, while ironically, it appears the scene would have lacked its unique appeal if it had gone a second faster. Christoph Waltz, who acted as Colonel Hans Landa of the SS, won the Best Actor at Cannes 09 and indeed, his performance was awe-inspiring. Waltz played the role of the antagonist with such charm that it would be impossible to imagine the film without him.

There were various scenes of high tension in the movie, and all of them were handled exceedingly well. There was great acting and dialogue, and attention was paid to the small little details.

Unfortunately, the ending was rather non-climatic. And quite unexpected too.

Except for the slightly slower pace and a rather non-climatic ending, this movie remains an excellent choice.

Rating: 3.5/5

Wish List

2009-09-14T23:02:00.000+08:00

No, do not worry. My birthday is nowhere near.

Somehow, when anyone asks me what I currently wish to buy, I usually have no answer. Strangely, this was especially true when I was working and earning cool bucks. Odd, isn't it?

School starts, and my expenses rocket. Then, the odd phenomenon occured.

A LONG list of items i WANT to buy pops out:

1) A decent wallet. The previous project shop wallet bought during NS somehow became very cui. Whether NS had anything to do with it is arguable, but apparently the wallet is now too soft and flimsy to hold cards properly.

2) Glasses. Current pair of glasses is of very fail quality. Got it at a cheap price though. Most probably will not change it any time before this semester ends though.

3) Arm band to hold belongings during runs. In preparation for stan chart run and also good for 2.4 trainings.

4) Batman: Arkham Asylum. Rated as best Batman game ever. Have always liked Batman and the gameplay + storyline looks really awesome. Chances are I'll rent it or buy and sell back to the vendor.

5) Marvel Ultimate Alliance 2: My laggy experience of Marvel Ultimate Alliance 1 on the PC was marvellous despite...well...the lag. And you've got Deadpool! and the new generation Venom. And of course Wolverine. Unfortunately this is quite a MUST-GET. The question is when.

6) MG Astray 2nd L. COMPLETE WITH HUGE-SWORD. And the level of detail is mind-blowing. I'm really tempted to do a Cloud Custom Gundam for this. It fits super well la.

7) I am not too sure whether I should include this. Vin's 21st bday present. not to mention desmond's. how? GG. Die. fail. Not free now sia.

Google FTW!

2009-09-08T20:38:00.003+08:00

Spoon-feeding has been widespread ever since we could remember. From the time some form of schooling started, we have been getting used to information being shoved down our throat. Which was probably how the phrase "digest the information" came about.

Obviously, it is not very efficient for an individual to learn everything by himself through self-discovery and experimentation. After all, that would be wasting all the knowledge our forefathers left behind. That, and the fact that it is a difficult process to aquire knowledge through such a painstaking way.

I can only assume that since this is the case, the spirit of learning within us has been twisted to some extent. No longer do we learn for the sake of knowledge, but rather to fulfill other more materialistic desires. Nevertheless, we must understand that the university education involves a lot of self-study. And usually, materials and references are NOT provided in abundance. If the initiative is not taken to aquire knowledge by our own means, then we would find ourselves in a lot of trouble.

Of course, there are always professors, tutors and seniors to consult. However, we must understand that professors live in their own world and try to communicate with outsiders using their OWN language(which is seldom not worth the effort trying to understand) Tutors nowadays come from all over the globe, and sometimes it might even be impossible trying to ask him whether he has had his dinner. As for seniors, the degree of reliability remains to be determined. Furthermore, he has his own workload to take care of, so obviously constantly asking for help is not the long-term solution.

We live in a modern age when even the university sees a need to subsidize laptop purchases. Google is a powerful tool which allows any user to find any information in any field. Of course, obscure pieces of information can only be found after some experience with the search engine. In any case, the knowledge involved in university education can hardly be considered to be obscure. With some luck, whatever you are trying to find will show itself within a short period of time on the engine.

In conclusion, Google(and the internet) is not only for surfing porn and finding blogs. It is for a higher purpose.

It is for mugging.

Ven is vv cute!

2009-08-29T23:13:00.001+08:00

Believe me when I say that major consideration was taken before I decided to type such an absurd entry. Having the title as the above has resulted in the entry being difficult and agonizing. However, it must be understood that "inspiration" given during dire times must be shown with appreciation. Thus was how this entry was born.

Times are dire because the author has a severe lack of inspiration while the front of his blog is being hideously decorated with an entry related to the disgusting module of CS1101C. Hence, when a suggestion was made, the author saw that there was no other choice.

Of course, it is illogical to address the issue before introducing the subject at hand. For those not familiar to my OG, Venetta is a petite, vertically-challenged and short individual of the female gender. It takes a trained eye to spot her, due to the aforementioned reasons. It must be noted that she is usually in different shades of red-blue mixture and wears a fashionable(10 years ago maybe) pair of glasses. However, her screams can be heard from afar(you don't need trained ears) and could be detrimental to one's health of heard upclose.

Unfortunately, we must begin assessing the issue at hand.(no matter how unwilling we are)

The term cute is extremely subjective, as is any term used to describe individuals. Wikipedia advises that "Cuteness is usually characterized by (though not limited to) some combination of infant-like physical traits, ...". It goes on to say that "Infantile personality traits, such as playfulness, fragility, helplessness, curiosity, innocence, affectionate behavior, and a need to be nurtured are also generally considered cute.
"

With a clearer definition, the job is made easier. Analyzing Venetta's physical traits, we find that she is unfortunately quite proportional, and thus does not fit into the definition. However, it must be reminded that her body size does resemble that of an infant to some extent. Looking at the less superficial traits, we realise that she is indeed playful, helpless, fragile, innocent(or so she acts) and possesses a need to be nurtured/protected.

After going through an explicit analysis, we have come to the conclusion.(noobish jc kids should refrain from following such a style in their GP essays, unless of course you are interested in taking QET in NUS. no offense Ben. really.) It is our(when did it become plural?) conclusion that, indeed, going by the definition, Venetta is surprisingly and extremely cute. So what does this mean? Is the world going to end? Will Obama wake up at 8am tomorrow? We do not know.

[end of standard england]

Wah lao ven....see la. give me such a topic. U just want me to declare that u r vv cute on my blog rite? -.- Now siao liao lor. I can imagine skype going crazy after this. And alwyn and reynold chasing after me with parangs. GG.

CS1101C Getting Started: LAB 00

2009-08-19T23:39:00.002+08:00

Now we shall go on to the actual doing of the lab 00.

Spoon feeding not my style sia. I prefer to do it with buckets.

In any case, previous entry was slightly incomplete.
After the screenshot, type in "set". If the command is successful, you will see quite a few more commands at the prompt. In any case, we are done with CourseMarker since "set" downloads the questions. Now we simply type "quit".

1. We should now be back at:
u0908888@sunfire [23:49:50] ~ $

2. Type this word for word:cd ~/CMhome/cs1101c/studentArea/u0908888/cs1101clab00ex1
(don't type 8888 u noob. type ur own matric number.)
(also, don't be like kayla who follow the SoC stuff and type [YourCourseMarkerId]...-.-)

3. After which type "ls" to view the downloaded files.

4. We need to read the question. Do this by typing "less question.txt". (the command 'less' allows u to view the files)

5. A link will appear. Click it and you will be directed to a SoC webpage. READ.

6. Back to the SSH. Simply PRESS 'q'. Now we are back.

7. Before you start coding, make sure you read the specifications on the input and output carefully. Proceed to code the program in the given skeleton program file "Cube.c" using Vim.

8. This is done by typing: "vim Cube.c".

9. Press "i" to go into INSERT mode. Move the cursor with the arrow keys and start modifying your code to make it workable. Note that for Cube.c the initial code has many errors, almost one in every line. For an actual guide on the code, please wait until you meet me personally. Or better, study and experiment yourself.

10. Now here comes the very weird part. After you decided that you are done for the day and wish to save your work, press ESCAPE.
Type:
:x (Saves your program and exits from Vim. Yes you type de dot-dot and a small letter x)
:q! (Exits from Vim without saving your program.)

11. Now you will notice that it is not possible to save without exiting vim. This will result in other complications later.(lol this is not really a step)

12. Now we want to do COMPILE the code into a program. Basically COMPILING is a process which transforms the CODE into an actual RUNNABLE program. Thus, if the system fails to compile, it means that you have error in your CODE.

13. We do this by typing "gcc -Wall Cube.c" (note the capital letters once again)

14. Most probably, since most of you are noobs, you will be greeted with error messages. Find out what is wrong and use vim to edit the code again. Usually by doing this u may meet with options to :
[O]pen Read-Only, (E)dit anyway, (R)ecover, (D)elete it, (Q)uit, (A)bort:
Choose Edit anyway and type "e".

15. Rinse and repeat until you get your program to work. How do you know when your program works? There will be nothing if your program works. Just enter the 3 integers.(assuming your program works)Proceed to check the FORMAT of the output of your program.

16. When you finally think that your program ACTUALLY works. It is time to submit your program. However before that we must create an EXECUTABLE file. This is done by compiling again. However, we type "gcc -Wall Cube.c -o Cube.exe"
(in doing this, we are compiling Cube.c into Cube.exe. This is so that it is possible to submit your work)

17. Now, go into CourseMarker again. Refer to previous entry if you have forgotten how to do so. If you are not already at "exercise cmds", follow the screenshot in the previous entry to do so. (Basically you go to the same place where you downloaded THAT PARTICULAR QN)
Once you are there, you should see this:
Exercise cmds: [ set unset vq dev vtd vp run rut submit vm up quit]
Type:"Submit"

18. After a brief lag, you will be presented with a long list of results. L1 is your so-called general score, so i only looked at L1.

19. Whatever your results are, get a life and quit the program. Seriously.

CS1101C Getting Started

2009-08-19T22:49:00.007+08:00

Feeling lost? Confused?

Do not worry, for this is a quick and simple guide to get you started on the first LAB00

(Not the crap you found on SoC)

1. Go here to create your UNIX account.
(you don't have to know what "UNIX" is. Just follow for the time being)

2. Let's say you created a UNIX account which goes....UserId: u0908888, Password: HateComputing

3. Now, download SSH Secure Shell(for windows only)and install SSHSecureShellClient-3.2.9.exe which is available from the Miscellaneous folder in the IVLE Workbin.

4. Run SSH. There should be a "Quick Connect" button. Click on it and a window will pop up.
Fill in as such:
Host name:sunfire-r.comp.nus.edu.sg
User name:u0908888
Port number:22
Authentication method:(profile settings)

5. Click "Connect". If another window pops up, just click "Yes"

6. At this point you are prompted to enter your password. Enter the UNIX account password. In this case it is: HateComputing (Please note your capital letters)

6.5 I think i missed out this step in original post. There is a need to set up your sunfire account. We do this by typing "~cs1101c/lab0/setup". After which you will be prompted to type something. Type it EXACTLY AS SHOWN.

7. Now in order to do the first LAB00, we must DOWNLOAD the question from CourseMarker.

8. First off, go check your NUS email. You should have received a mail stating your PASSWORD for CourseMarker.

9. Now go to SSH and type the following(from the left all the way until the $ will be shown on SSH):
u0908888@sunfire [23:04:20] ~ $ cs1101cCM
(eg. in this case just type cs1101cCM)
(remember to hit ENTER)

10. Long strings of bullshit will come out and you will be prompted for your username. Just enter like this:
Enter username [3-16 chars] (u0908888): u0908888

11. After which, enter your COURSEMARKER PASSWORD FROM THE EMAIL CAREFULLY!!!!. Take note of capital letters!!!!

12. If you are successful, there will be a welcome message to CourseMarker.

13. Remember we want to download the questions for LAB00 right?

Do follow this screenshot after the welcome message.

to be continued here

Strike Freedom and Infinite Justice

2009-08-14T00:25:00.002+08:00

My strike freedom, inner frame and certain parts painted only. Fully decalled.
My infinite justice, inner frame and certain parts painted. Yet to be decalled.

Took crazy long la. And sinanju's torso sits on a shelf awaiting eagerly. sighs.

My Timetable and Modules

2009-08-11T16:31:00.004+08:00

The following is assuming that there ARE tutorials and NO laboratory sessions. Of course, this is not only for my own reference but also for that of those who wish to ask me out =D

Mon: 10am to 3pm
Tues: 1pm to 2pm
Wed: 10am to 4pm(lunch break 1pm to 2pm)
Thurs: 2pm to 6pm(i will be literally running home when school ends)
Fri: 8am to 12 noon

I'm in Mech engin and I bidded for EG1413 E02 slot(Mon 10am + Wed 10am)....

Tutorial Group is A10...

Lecture Group for:

PC1431 = 1

EG1109 = 1

MA1505 = A

CS1101C = 2

Lastly, anyone who has difficulty with programming can approach me IF AND ONLY IF there is no other person you know of with prior programming knowledge.

New Phase

2009-07-31T00:16:00.003+08:00

I am starting to believe that I am, in fact, a very conservative person. Changes never appeared(unless you are in a blatantly shitty hole like NS) exciting or welcoming to me in my 21 years of life. Bits of apprehension, reflection and even hope come along with the advent of changes. I've moved to a new house 3 times within my lifetime, and never once did I like the feeling.

Uni life was like a beacon of holy light back in hellish NS days. However, after several months of slacking at home, uni life suddenly became much less inviting.

Confusion. That would be a very apt word to describe the going-ons of late. I have tonnes of problems with administration and stuff and it is all getting very irritating. Furthermore almost ALL the important information has to be read on boring websites. Hmmm. I must also take this chance to offer my gratitude to all who have provided me with information about uni-related stuff.

I've come to a sickening realisation that I MUST make rash decisions to commit myself so that I will end up doing something(out of moral constraints) beneficial to myself. Hence, I've paid for engin O week in a desperate bid to force myself to go.

Perhaps something good will come out of it.

Sidenote: I've always like to play MJ's "Beat it" when I am reading the latest episode of "One Piece". Recently, I've noticed it is quite useful when logging on to CORS. =D

Emma Watson and the Hot-blooded Boys

2009-07-18T23:30:00.003+08:00

Seriously, that's what the movie should be named. There's simply no other reason to watch this movie. WAY too many scenes were skipped. And Ron's hyperactive admirer had too much screen time.

And for one of the most dramatic death scenes in pop literature, it looked really lame.

Unimportant stuff aside, we go on to the more important parts of this entry.

Here's a very recent photo of her at the premier. Amazing that the brolly goes so well with the dress! It was actually raining very heavily that day and Emma experienced a wardrobe malfunction; her skirt split apart to reveal everything beneath! Of course, being the gentleman I am, that shall not be posted here =)

A fashion shoot of her in a Alexander Mcqueen creation. Totally love the cape/coat!

From the same magazine as the above! Simply stunning!

And this is my favourite photo of her! Around the time of the previous movie, I guess

Shoes for sale!

2009-06-29T19:34:00.006+08:00

It would appear nobody realised what I was talking about. Or perhaps it was simply that nobody wanted to see the visual evidence. *shrugs. Oh well.

I digress. Today's entry is about a pair of Reebok shoes my mom bought some time ago. So far, it has only been worn once and could not be worn again due to the pain it causes to her bunion-ed feet after a period of walking. Sadly, by the time she walked long distances in the shoes it was already far too late to trade-in for another pair.

Here are some pictures of the running shoes. They were bought at $80. Price highly negotiable since I don't really fancy selling things on ebay.

USA size: 7
UK size: 4.5
EUR size: 37.5

i did it. ok. sorta.

2009-06-14T01:14:00.004+08:00

I guess you can't really say it's my dream or something. More of a fantasy.

I am quite glad to ascertain that this fantasy has transcended lust itself. There is a deeper spiritual meaning, whether you would believe it or not. In fact, I think everyone should try it out once in their lifetime. After all, one would definitely gain some insights to....certain things which we otherwise have no knowledge of.

There were many problems at first. But, obviously this period of 'lull' was exceptionally suitable for the planning of such risky endeavours. There was the problem of the purchase of certain items, and also the storage of these items. There were various aesthetic problems as well, being the aesthetical perfectionist I am. Fortunately, through some online help, I was able to resolve most of these problems.

If at this point, the reader is unable to comprehend or perhaps deduce what I am talking about, it is highly advised that the reader clicks on the little icon of a house on your browser. Unfortunately, I understand most readers succumb to curiosity. Feel free to continue. I assure that no cats will be harmed.

As I was saying, I eventually did what I have been planning to do since my NS time. On a day when various factors presented themselves as favourable, I executed my plan. It actually felt like some sort of covert heist. =x Anyway, I was able to get a rather acceptable piece of visual evidence of my results.

That being said, I've actually shown this evidence to one of you. Anybody who knows what I am talking about AND is actually curious enough to risk your eyes, feel free to ask to see it. For those who STILL have no idea of what I am talking about.... get a life.(but actually you already have 9)

Anyway, it is unlikely that i will try a similar stunt anytime soon. A bit lazy and I also do not wish to tempt fate.

Lastly, to all feline readers... do not be mistaken into thinking that I choose not to be explicit because I am embarrassed or even ashamed of what I've done.

Basically.

I wanted to do something and I did it.

Sephiroth Diorama!

2009-05-31T17:05:00.008+08:00

I realised there were still a lot of things i could do with my Sephiroth figure when I chanced upon this...
My current financial status tells me that purchasing such a statue would be a mere dream at most. Furthermore, the whole statue is not really impressive size-wise.

Given my current free time, I decided to try out some diorama work to fit my Sephiroth figure in. After all, how hard could it be to create rubble and debris? After all, it is meant to recreate the Midgar ruins and all sorts of stuff have their own reasons to be within the ruins. Thus, there are hardly any creative limitations.

Unlike the previous Sephiroth-related entry, I am not going to detail out how the WIP(work in progress). This is because I believe that if anyone were to be inspired, his or her household should have its own pletora of rubbish and garbage they can use to make their own debris.

Well, do be very surprised how certain things can come into use.... here's my list..

1) Wire-type clothes hangar, used to support Sephy in the air
2) Packaging material which comes with PS3, used to form contours of the base
3) A piece of plastic base from a "Matchbox" multi-carpark toyset, forms the base
4) Leftover card(from the making of qiying's card) for the twisted metal debris
5) A bit of paper mache to hold everything together
6) Incense clay for the concrete-like slabs
7) Cardboard backing of drawing block for twisted I-beam
8) Cylinder-ish cardboard for napkin roll for the large piece of pipe
9) Water pipe valve to represent some sort of exposed sewer or drainage system...

Without further ado, here are the pictures:

Retrenchment Nightmare

2009-05-15T23:34:00.002+08:00

Most of you should know that I am jobless now, except for a single once-weekly tuition.

Most of you should ALSO know that I worked at this "R" company for 2-3 months at the start of the year. Understand that "R" company is part of a French MNC: "S".

My actual job description is vaguely defined officially, but to put it simply I assisted a purchasing specialist in the supply chain of the company. She was a nice young woman with her own principles, and so I tried my best to help her. My daily work involved placing orders and tracking cargo. Sometimes I have to check with the cargo-receiving side or the finance department.

My friend, who introduced me the job and is still working there, tells me that just recently, the retrenchment wave has hit them. Two of the guys(one whom I found quite a nice guy) in the cargo-receiving department have been officially retrenched. This is not surprising news of course. HOW they were retrenched was a different point altogether though.

It appears one of them was trying to apply for leave when he found out that his online company account does not seem to exist. He approached the HR department, and to his horror, they informed him that he has been retrenched. He was then told to choose between two things:

A: Resignation letter + Testimonial

B: Termination letter + One month's pay

My friend ended the story and I was not informed which he chose. Obviously, the point of the matter is hardly about which of those he chose, but the fact that he was presented with these options. Do note that I believe both employees have been in employment for at least 5 years.

I am not familiar with how local labour laws relate to MNCs and I am not exactly eager to find out. At least not until when I eventually have to find a stable job.

Sigh. And to think one of them just got married early this year.

These are dark days indeed.

Transformers: Return of the Fallen

2009-05-11T23:12:00.004+08:00

To be honest, I do not really wish for my super carefree life to end anytime soon. However, there is one thing that makes me wish for time to fast forward.

6.24.09

Regardless of whether you are a fan of the Transformers franchise, most of us should find it at least vaguely familiar. The franchise began as a cartoon in 1984 and eventually enjoyed numerous spin-offs until this very day.

The first Transformers live action movie in 2007, Transformers: The movie, was something quite unprecedented. It was able to please the majority of the large fanbase(albeit some did not appreciate the new aesthetics) while introducing the franchise to newer audiences. The special effects were unparalleled despite the whole film costing much less than fellow CGI-heavy films.

The sequel, Transformers: Return of the Fallen, begins 2 years after where the first movie left off. Basically, Sam Witwicky(Shia LaBeouf's character) will be going to college. There he experiences visions and hallucinations, just like his ancestor did. It turns out the information in his head is wanted by both the Autobots and the Decepticons...

I do know more about the plot, but there is hardly a reason to reveal the story. There are, however, TEN things you MUST know.

***possible spoilers follow***

1) The latest trailer is here

2) Megatron will be back with a tank alternate mode. I mean, come on. Surely you did not expect him to stay under the sea for the sequel....right?

3) Producer Michael Bay was pissed about the leak of information in the previous movie and started a 'misinformation campaign'. As a result, a lot of ludicrous information was 'leaked'. It must be noted at this point in time all of his 'misinformation' has been proven wrong by the trailer.

4) Linkin Park is returning for another theme song after "What I've Done" in the first movie.

5) Producers claim that there will be at least 40 robots shown onscreen.

6) There will be Megan Fox action. Promise.

7) Optimus Prime will be able to combine with Jetfire.

8) Your best place for the latest Transformers news is here.

9) Devastator and the Constructicons will be in the movie

10)

Buff up Sephiroth!

2009-05-06T23:50:00.013+08:00

Quite some time ago, Square Enix released a highly detailed and articulated Sephiroth Play Arts Figure. The figure stands about 7" tall and comes with a stand. This little segment here is to offer a guide to allow amateurs to improve the figure in simple ways.
Shown above is an out-of-box picture.

There are 5 main problems with this figure:

1. The hair is not glossy. Looks very grey and basically not very pleasing to the eyes

2. Shoulder armour looks plastic-like despite being painted

3. Tends to fall over eventually without support. Stand disrupts the design of the figure

4. Face looks lifeless. Worsened by the framing grey hair

5. Rubber coat is not glossy.

Of all the problems, I have yet to be able to solve the fifth one...but no matter. Allow me to share the rest of my solutions. Do, however, note that my advise is usually meant for the amateur like myself.

The above is my completed custom Sephiroth figure.

1. The hair. Hand-painted silver with silver acrylic paint. One can try applying a coat of dark grey before dry-brushing with silver for a more realistic effect.

2. Shoulder armour. Requires the most work.
Firstly, one must create wear and tear by using pliers or pen knives. Be creative and try out with a variety of tools! The plastic is quite vulnerable. Pay particular attention to the edges.
Secondly, sand the armour with sandpaper in order to allow the acrylic paint to stick.
Thirdly, paint on a coat of grey-ish black. Take care to make sure the paint enters the crevices and the scratches you've created in step one.
Lastly, dry-brush a coat of silver.

3. The stand. Pluck out the metal wire thingy that slots into the base of the stand. Get hold of an unusable ball-point pen and rip out the tube of ink inside. Flatten the non-writing end with a plier until it fits into the slot of the base. Simply guide the tip of writing end up the space between the coat and the figure's body.

4. The face. Get hold of the finest black felt tip pen and outline the eyes. IF you feeling confident, go ahead and mark out the cat's eye slit within Sephiroth' pupils. Also, one can also try slightly darkening the mouth slit.
Do note that the most important point here is the eyes. Adding some eyeliner somehow revives the rather dead figure on the whole. Of course, such a look may turn out to be more feminine.

5. Rubber coat. So far, I haven't be able to find paint which sticks to rubber.

We've come to the end of the guide!

To those interested in to see how crazy customized Sephiroth figures can get....
Safer Sephiroth

To those interested in customizing figures at a professional level...
Jin Saotome's Dangerous Toys

Ever wondered why SFI noodles suck?

2008-12-12T18:15:00.001+08:00

That's why.

The Ordeal Part 2

2008-11-19T23:22:00.000+08:00

Disappointment

2008-11-16T18:20:00.002+08:00

I am very disappointed.

This disappointed me greatly.

Why? Why? Why?!?!

Why have I never seen a girl get tied up in my school years? This is outrageous! This has further proven that my choice of NJC was one that would leave me to regret for the rest of my life.

To be honest, I've never liked ACJC. A perhaps unfounded discrimination against the rich and the potato-eating. This video, however, has shown that the students there are of an open mind and incredibly sporting and fun-loving. Also, as much as the video showed, the modesty of the girl in question was never compromised. And the girl's friends never left her alone while tied up, which means her safety and again her modesty would not accidentally threatened.

Perhaps one mistake they made was letting a video like this get posted online. It is not unexpected that these mortals...living in their own mundane and dull world, would react so fiercely.

Official Release Date

2008-11-12T00:51:00.002+08:00

Eventually, it is not about the darkness that I passed through. Surprisingly, the fact that the darkness has come to a rather definite end did not have a significant impact at all. In restropect, the darkness, the suffering, resembled a mere nightmare. Yes, a horrifying dream, but nonetheless a dream.

On the contrary, the memories which seem more concrete, less abstract were those little moments here and there. Moments of neither light nor darkness, they were unimportant but beautiful instances.

Like stars they shone in the darkness... but it is precisely because of the presence of darkness, that they are able to appear so beautifully. Still, I am pretty sure I will one day see similar stars again. Whether it is with them or otherwise, there will still be stars. There isn't much of a choice other than to believe, eh?

In the end, what really struck me, was the realisation that things will never be the same again. Sure, we can always meet up... I have no doubt about that. And there would be reservist, which is basically compelling us to meet up, even if we do not have the time. But it doesn't change the fact that things will really never really be the same again. We will mature, change and the circumstances will also take a turn.

I mentioned before that I cried in my sleep when i left my sec 2 class...and also my sec 4 class. Perhaps it was for the same reason.

I guess, that is why sometimes, only looking back will I get the strength to continue moving forward.

The Ordeal Part I

2008-10-31T23:24:00.008+08:00

Disclaimer: Any events depicted in this entry is fictitious and any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental. Certain instances may be based on actual events but which in certain cases incidents, characters and timelines have been changed for dramatic purposes. Certain characters may be composites, or entirely fictitious.

Author's note: I think everyone should read this. I will be borrowing the Naruto world, but this is not exactly FOR Naruto fans. (you can take it that it is 50 years after the events in the manga) Basically, you don't have to be a Naruto fan to understand, for everything will be explained.

Introduction to the world

The lands are divided into many countries, some of the more prominent ones being the Country of Fire, the Country of Sand and the Country of Water. In this present time, peace is enjoyed by the all of the states. However, each country still preserve the tradition of having a "hidden village", which is an organization with a sizable fighting force. These fighting forces comprise a spectrum of shinobi, each with different styles and skill. These shinobi are responsible for the defense of their Country, and also to earn income for the Country by completing a variety of requests in exchange for monetary rewards.

Due to the peace, trade is bustling and requests for shinobi as mercenarys are dropping very low.

Hidden Village of Storm And Frost

Among these countries is a rather young and small country known as the Country of Ice. For many years, she survived without a "hidden village" and had virtually no form of defense. It was a few decades back that her leaders decided that a "hidden village" was necessary. Thus the Hidden Village of Storm And Frost was formed. Due to the small size of the country, every male citizen would be required to undergo shinobi training when they reach the age of 18. The training would take up 2 years, by which the young male should be a shinobi of average class by the end of the 2 years. For the rest of their years, the male citizens would be called back to the hidden village for short training and in dire times, to defend the Country of Ice.

Presently, the Hidden Village of Storm And Frost appears mildly respectable to the rest of the world; the Village has rendered aid to ally countries when necessary and so far there has been no internal conflict within the Country of Ice herself. However, what most do not see is that the Hidden Village of Storm And Frost is but a mere mud wall - filthy and vulnerable.

The Professional Shinobis

It is a time of peace and prosperity, and few with decent capabilities would wish to work as a shinobi for a living. Thus, the Country of Ice found itself lacking professional shinobis, warriors who would dedicate their life to the organization. This was eventually solved with monetary baits and long contracts. The removal of any discrimination also helped. In the end, a large number of professional shinobis comprised the poorly educated, ex-gangsters, ex-convicts and people who have no other means to make a living.

Generally, the majority of professional shinobis care little for the well-being of the Hidden Village and rarely concern themselves with morals and principles. As a result, the policies and the procedures generated from such a group proved to be largely inefficient and ineffective. The result was a huge waste of the Country's resources and a cowardly fighting force. Many internal problems are generated as a result, and it is up to the professional shinobis to cover up. Eventually, a culture of only protecting one's own hide is cultivated, and the professional shinobis become only concerned about their own class and standing in the organisation.

The victims of this mess, as one can imagine, would be the general male populace of the Country of Ice.

(to be continued)

*Sigh

2008-09-21T22:04:00.002+08:00

i wonder whether u'll see this...

but no matter. shldn't haf said wad i said in the email.

so direct and insensitive...but somehow that didn't stop the urge to write wad i realli feel.

aiyah. wadeva la.

i suck at this kind of things zzzz

Can't be Alone

2008-08-25T00:45:00.002+08:00

U noe, now that i look at it, the entry title actually feels like a song a stupid boyband would sing. Or maybe there really is such a song. *shrugs

It seems that whatever happens, I can't be left alone for a prolonged period of time. Of course, it goes without saying that everyone needs their personal space and will want to be alone from time to time, and I am no different. I've known that I can't stand not interacting with anybody for too long since a rather young age. But it is only recently that I grasped the severity of it. I realised to my horror I might actually feel better going outfield than staying alone at home, let's say, for 3 days.

I am starting to worry about how I am going to cope with myself when the clearing of my leave starts. Not to mention ORD. I will NEED to get a job which will have me interacting with colleagues. Not for the money, and not to burn time...for my sheer emotional needs. It is so very screwed up.

And so, I shall cherish my platoon mates until the very end. I am not close enough to most of them. I am not popular enough for people to come up to my bed and 'disturb' me. And thus sometimes I am not involved in their chats or quarrels or what u have. But i realised that I like the fact that they are around me, even if they are sleeping or indulging in their own stuff. And so amusing are their antics and fights.

Hais. What will i do without them? Everytime I think of this I feel like crying. Ha, I don't think anyone in my platoon will believe me. The irony.

Cheers.

I don't wanna be alone.

Blog Revamp

2008-08-17T20:47:00.002+08:00

Well, it's about time.

Read through some of my older entries. Thought some of those before enlistment was utterly immature. Yet, some of the entries impressed the present me, and reminded me of the humour and linguistic skills I've somehow ...dropped.

The entries I am particularly proud of are mostly linked at the side. Yeah, some are kinda lame, but I believe there will be people who would appreciate it.

It is hard to be funny without hurting anyone's feelings at all. Certain popular blogs are thus because 'witty' criticism are hurled all over the place. No, I am not saying I am so saintly that I do not find such stuff entertaining, but I refuse to be the one doing the insulting. Or so I try. So far in this year on this blog I have been quite successful. Ha.

This point was brought up before in previous entries, but I shall repeat again. Many blogs whose owners are male have died off. Vincent's blog continues to wish me 'xin nian kuai le', while Benny's one still talks about BMT. So far only the girls' blogs remain active. And Elton's one as well, haha.

And finally some stuff not related to revamp...

Recently nothing constructive has been done in the weekends. Haven't seen many people for quite some time. Haven't seen Vincent since before he went to Canada. Haven't seen Qihan since before his birthday. Haven't seen the 4A people since dunno when. Haven't seen my hime for super long la. Haven't seen Brandon and Desmond since that time at Bugis. *sigh.

And my university stuff....hais. wtf am i doing sia..... ORD is indeed as much dreaded as it is anticipated.

As the end draws near...

2008-07-29T21:32:00.002+08:00

At home on nights off...

Life now is rather relaxed. And the burning of weekends is considerably less than last year's. Soon this life will come to an end. And before that happens I have to become more disciplined, and not be constantly distracted by non-constructive ventures. Many things to do after the end, but also many worries.

Nowadays I am not looking forward to seeing anyone particularly during the weekends. And there are certain people i don't wish to see. And there are so few people I can 'date' out without making the whole thing awkward. And I don't see the point of meeting my platoon mates since i see them all the time.

Even though I have decided that i kinda...love them. I use such a word because I realised that my liking is rather... irrationale and totally unconditional. Some of them sure don't like me a lot... but hey, doesn't mean I can't like them. It is so hard to imagine life without them. Maybe that is what reservice is for.

Of course, I hardly think they will ever get to read this. And it is not exactly in my best interests for them to read as well.

Next week is the second last outfield and somehow it doesn't quite feel like it. Like how sometimes it is a thursday and it doesn't feel like u r booking the day after.

Oh anyway, must say again I am pleasantly surprised to see u reply. Haha especially after so long. Means that I am not forgotten, u noe?

Cheers.

Life is reaching an end.

ORD (2008)

2008-06-08T20:54:00.003+08:00

You sit in the cinema, chewing on your popcorn impatiently. Most of the trailers shown have been around for a while. Suddenly, the screen shows a peculiar sight.

A violin plays a depressing tune in the background...

A pair of hands gripped a typed letter tightly, slightly trembling. A middle-aged couple sat in the background, the man consoling the wailing woman. Amidst the blurry words on the letter, the camera zooms at high speed towards a single word: "ENLISTMENT".

"Oh my (insert short beep tone here) god..." The voice was raspy and tortured.

The music proceeds to a gradual crescendo...

Immediately the scene switches to a cheapskate ferry leaving an even more cheapskate terminal. A muted scene of army personnel dragging off wailing parents follows. A close up of the trembling fist of protagonist is at once followed up by enveloping darkness, as the now-booming music comes to the end of its crescendo.

"I... was not prepared." The same voice muttered.

The music, now a full orchestra, blasted now at a rapid pace as several short scenes rushed through. A young man in a crew cut gasped in wide-mouthed horror as his rifle slipped from his hands in dramatic slow motion. Another more frantic man with darting eyes rushed down the stairs with amazing speed, only to stare at his feet, a foot with white sport shoes and the other with black boots, with unimaginable shock. Then, a soldier was seen smoking in the middle of some bushes when an older soldier popped his head. The two stared at each other wide-eyed as the former swallowed his own cigarette.

The music slowed down to a stop and the camera starts closing in slowly on a large steel gate, complete with an armed guard and an office at the side.

"Imprisoned for SIX HUNDRED AND SIXTY NINE days..."

"Banished from my own home..."

"And now....the time has finally come...."

A rapid barrage of high pitched notes are shot out as the audience is greeted with scenes of green camouflage fabric burning, black decaying boots going down the rubbish chute and a battered nokia phone flying out of the window.

The next few scenes show fast glimpses of bright orange hair, a thick silver necklace hanging on a neck, a ear with multiple earings, a t-shirt with the large word 'F***'(the rest of the letters are blurred), bermudas on hairy legs, slippers and finally a Nokia 8800.

The cinema goes silent and the word "The release happens this fall". A short flash of the credits and the website address "www.myord.com.sg" follows after.

Just as when you thought the trailer is over, a scene of the protagonist kneeling on the road beneath an overcast sky pops up. The protagonist raises both his hands into the air and throws his head backwards.

"ORD LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"

~juz-dun-wanna-care mood

2008-06-03T21:19:00.002+08:00

A lot of things happened since the last entry.

But most things did not result in anything. Merely a process. Most things did not result in a substantial gain or loss.

For the moment I have somehow stopped my pursuit for happiness. Just being rather passive and laid back, albeit a bit exhausted. Stopped drawing with a focussed aim. Stopped planning for my weekends. Stopped out of my way to prevent getting too much shit.

De only positive thing is that i've started planning for my ORD. lotsa things to do. Don't wanna be at a loss when everything ends...otherwise emptiness will seep in....and without my platoon mates i might just fall into depression...

My plans....that will be for next time haha. After all, this is merely a nights off~

Another one of those point form entries....

2008-03-16T22:23:00.002+08:00

So far a couple of things have happened...

Some important, some not important. I mean, duh, everyone's lives are kinda like that what...

So here goes...do try to keep up.

I've been playing World of Warcraft for at least 3 months now. Takes my mind off a lot of things and removes 'stone-and-hu-si-luan-xiang' time totally. Currently 62 draenei paladin.

I got IPPT silver finally. Was actually giving up that day and was trying to pace someone else...sorta like sprint the first big round(our route comprises 2 big rounds and 1 small round) End up I could still run after stopping. In fact I stopped for 3-4 times. Timing was 11:10. So happy I almost kissed the person I was supposed to pace.

Intending to spend the 100 dollars awarded in the most frivolous manner possible.

Skipped one day of outfield for the first time in my NS ...career...

Went drinking with 4A guys...a pity I did not get drunk.

I am getting real moody and bad-tempered nowadays. My default expression is a fierce stare. Probably due to lack of sleep and the frustration from NS.

Long time never see you le. And been quite some time since i called or emailed u. Hope u r happy i did what you asked =) [no i am not being sarcastic -_-]

Wishes to get a ps3...but i guess I shall wait till after ATEC.

Life sucks.

Previous outfield had 3 days of high-output non-stop rain. Resulted in lotsa iced milo. Must be the gods masturbating.

And lastly....I'll be flying for india on the 24th...a monday....returning exactly 2 weeks later. Temperatures there are more extreme than Australia....but the facilities are better... and we get to see Taj Mahal. The seven wonders may matter to little to some....but I definitely don't mind seeing an architecture masterpiece for free.

So anyone who wanna see me...this coming weekend....

Madness

2008-02-17T22:44:00.002+08:00

My mind is a fucked up place.

Imagine floating pieces of land interlinked by a network of iron bridges. These micro-continents are vastly different from each other, such that inhabitants of a particular land would never be able to imagine the conditions of the other lands. The bridges, however, was able to show the link the between two lands, the design complementing both sides. Most of these islands are covered by dark brooding clouds, while experienced a surprising variety of different climates. Very few of the lands enjoy a clear sky.

There was a time when inhabitants moved from one continent to another very often. But now was not the case, and most of them have settled down, becoming part of the environment they chose.

But during those times there were few conflicts and definitely less monsters.

The present day see occupants of different lands at war with one another...and strangely, the sentient bridges would at this time mutate and grow in size, as if to accomodate the fighting. War would eventually cease, and usually no significant consequence happens. The fighting merely tires the inhabitants and stresses the land.

The present day also sees powerful monsters of different shapes and sizes. However, all of these monsters have been subdued at some time in the past and confined in caves or holes. These holding grounds are in turn guarded by a large number of the more powerful individuals in the lands. They stand vigil against these towering monsters and lashed back the moment the beasts show any aggressiveness.

But still, there are times when a monster will break loose due to the lack of guards. Different beasts would behave differently when free - some would simply destroy everything in their path, some would turn the land's inhabitants into lesser versions of themselves and some would even set out to free other beasts.

And once in a while, all hell break loose. The lands itself crumble....the bridges snap...and the world is torn asunder. Even the monsters who caused this in the first place burn in their own destruction.

This is when madness falls.

A dark cloud would blanket the remaining debris.

And slowly everything will be reconstructed...the land, the inhabitants, the bridges...

the monsters.

Second of '08

2008-01-18T23:24:00.000+08:00

Ah finally continued.

As I was saying, it is dangerous to lose contact. For too long that is. Especially with people who matter a lot to u. It is scary to realise that a person may become another the next time you meet him or her.

So ya, whoever is reading this, do make an effort to contact those whom u've not for very long. Don't let it result in regrets.

Recently, I had also found courage. Majority of it was accidentally triggered by my princess, haha. But part of the reason why I fear less now was cos of the new friends I made in my platoon. Some of them are low-educated and possess a rather simple way of thinking. These people...some of them ex-gangsters, ex-criminals and I even have a platoon mate who used to work as a pimp. If not for NS, it would difficult to meet such characters. Their language and actions are vulgar... but they appear noble in front of the hypocritical and worrisome 'educated'.

I believe i've learnt a few things from them. Not to fear. Not to be afraid to voice out what we believe in.

Being 'educated' for too long has made me too fearful. Too narrow-minded.

Last year was a screwed up year... or was it? I guess it's de difference between cursing the sun and loving the dark clouds.

Cheers.

Welcome to 2008.

P.S. A rather long but sensitive year-end entry was sent to quite a few peeps out there. Anyone interested or curious juz leave a tag~

First of '08

2008-01-06T19:54:00.000+08:00

The new year means nothing to me. It's not like there will be a new uniform to wear or new people to meet.

but then again...like you, i don't welcome changes...

It's still them.

It's still me.

It's still you.

When I updated my blog regularly I realised I was more cheerful and less stressed. But then again it remains that I can't really talk about NS stuff here. It is not really because that I'm worried of getting caught or anything, but rather out of respect for the country. This, of course, does not change the fact that our military disgusts me. A lot. Those who did not serve will never understand.

Anyway, this entry won't be green. Guaranteed with chop.

There are people who once played an important role in some point of my life which I've been lucky to meet up with last year... and then there are those who I haven't seen since....hais...

Glad that yihang is actually in my camp, met dewei in wallaby, and darren during AHM. Was so happy to see dexter in the medical centre that day... And heng pangwei got go for PA chalet...really wanted to see him. And actually met duying in orchard, although it was just a glance. And thank god daniel appeared for the last EL backstage crew outing.

I never saw weiquan again after BMT, and people like sixiang and weina remain...well hais. I never saw tan han kiat again also.... Never saw milton and terrence after medic course also. Haven't seen cikgu osman and marianne tan for a long time also. Also didn't meet fangjian and weiguang. Peifen, shixian and wenci also long time never see. Hais. Did I miss out anyone? *shrugs.

Never forgotten these people... but meeting up does have its complications. No idea whether they do read my blog... but hope they will know that I remember them.

Do u read my blog? I have no idea u noe.... Would u be curious enuff to read thru the entries? Or would u try as much to avoid it? Doesn't matter, cos I'll still be writing...

I guess this is the year people start to change. Gals in uni will be changed by their uni life... and similarly the changes in guys due to NS will start to become more pronounced. So I believe it is dangerous to lose contact...

fucking cb knn have to book in le....to be continued...

2007

2007-12-30T22:58:00.000+08:00

This will be in a rush...for I have not much time and do not really want the previous entry to be the last entry of 2007.

NS changed me a lot... it felt like 2 or 3 years since I enlisted. For it seems like I've been through a lot, experienced a lot... and got to know all sorts of different people. Growth? Perhaps. But I must emphasize that there is a certain degree of corruption of my values. My stubborn clinging on to my principles at times makes things difficult for myself... and it is also this mental hardship that made me realise what kind of person I want myself to be...

What exactly changed in me? My rather naive values have been more or less tweaked and altered... i understand now that courage can only come when one is prepared to face the dire consequences of failure.... and I guess I am more adaptive now than ever. Sadly, my sense of humour has somehow been lost also. All that is left is hideous cynicism and painful sarcasm.

My likes and dislikes have not changed; in fact things have become more extreme than ever. My love for things I already have grown dramatically... and I have grown very intolerant of things I dislike.

My lack of description of supposedly important events does not mean that none occurred. Events make up memories...and in turn memories shape our soul and character.... Eventually I guess only the final result matters....not to say that memories are to be taken lightly...but in the end, it is this state of soul and character which will be making a difference to the future.

Cheers.

If only....

P.S.:I apologise for the entry sounding so serious...not in the right mood...*yawns..

Misleading Shells

2007-12-20T20:01:00.000+08:00

A certain Taiwanese variety show with a certain host by the surname of Wu involves celebrities playing a rather unique game. The players stick a tag with a written action to their forehead, and anyone who does the action written on their forehead loses and has to do a forfeit. The game is interesting because every other person can see your tag, and you can see theirs...but no one really knows what is on their own tag. I'm sure u guys heard of this before, even for those who has never seen the show.

I kinda think that, in reality, the way we talk, our body language, the way we look at people, our actions, are kinda like the tag in that game. Certain people do not know their posture reflects their attitude...some do not realise the way they look at people can be easily misinterpreted....and most have no idea how ugly they look when they are angry.

Some celebrities face such criticism... but for them it is relatively easier to remedy, for they can observe themselves on screen. The average Singaporean hardly makes it on screen, regardless of whether it is broadcast or not, and thus may be ignorant of how he appears to others.

So how does one check oneself? Practising home videoing can be a possible way, but the best is to use others as mirrors. When you're pissed or irritated by someone, perhaps instead of converting it into a grudge, you can ask yourself whether the particular individual made any gesture or said anything which offended you greatly. And then, most importantly, ask yourself whether you have the habit of doing that, even when you don't mean any offence.

No, this is not going to be a prospective GP essay or a page out of a self-help book. The demons of GP will hound me no longer(AQ! *faints) and I certainly do not believe in self-help books. The motivation for writing this entry is because recent events have led me to realise that many are misunderstood due to sending the wrong signals without realising it. No, I do not believe that my behaviour is sending unintended signals to anyone. (though the way i behave may make me look unattractive...i dunno~)

There aren't many direct people like me around. Few people go around dropping comments so sharp they hurt. But I believe that individuals have a responsibility to their close friends... to pinpoint what they can't see in themselves. As corny as it may sound, we should all have the courage to test our friendships.

Perhaps these misleading shells are why I have difficulty placing trust in others.

Look around you...look past the flesh, look past the words, look past the behaviour....wad can u see?

In the end, we can only see each other, clearly, when the shit hits the fan. (no, we'll not be covered in shit -_- ...at least not all of us) A spiky exterior sometimes hide a kind heart....movies, drama, literature has shown us that... but yet some people continue to ignore the possibility, and refuse to give others the chance of a doubt.

Sadly, these people are usually the ones who never really tried to take a closer look at themselves.

Lost and Found

2007-12-15T22:48:00.000+08:00

Losing sight of oneself is dangerous. Very dangerous.

Sometimes, when too much weight starts to fall on one's shoulders, one becomes so engrossed in dealing with it that it becomes heavier. Burnt weekends, unequal treatment, disregarded public holidays... they should not have bothered me that much. I have not much of a life. I don't club, I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have outside commitments, I'm not learning driving... My free time is hardly spent doing anything substantial.

I feel ashamed to have lost myself in the sea of unfairness. And not to mention I hungered for sympathy. But there was none. No compensations, no additional respect.

But no matter, for I see myself again. I see myself walking into hell, not because I want to, but because someone else would have to if I didn't. I will not expect to be pitied, for the reward is the comfort in my heart that I've lived up to myself.

Thank you for being the mirror that showed me who I wanna be again. No doubt it is corny and cheesy for me to claim that it is due to you... but somehow you managed to do what you did, regardless of whether it is good thing that I'm back in this mindset.

I.am.back

2007-12-03T00:19:00.000+08:00

The life has been drained out of me.

Came back for almost a week le...and still don't have much energy or motivation to do constructive stuff....

(by constructive stuff I mean drawing, plastic modeling or writing)

....australia drains de life out of me man... As you may already tell, there isn't much juice in this entry. Guess I'll just use de previous format. Which was very useful =)

Realised that all hopes of passing my SOC has dwindled to almost nothing.

Consider myself a fucked up medic but an average armour infantry.

Haven't seen hime-sama since I came back from wallaby. She refuses to see me =(

Saw daniel for the first time in a long while yesterday.

Enjoyed myself thoroughly yesterday. Haven't laughed that much in a long while.

Got a nike watch that's damn cool.

Inspired by the "Six paths of pain" to do a photoshop.

Sad that I'm always busy when its my mum's birthday.

Grace, an ex-rvian I knew through devArt, keeps saying she's busy when online nowadays -_-

Swapped phones with my mum.

Watched "Hero" in the cinemas recently. Felt quite like an anime.

N'aix and MKB was changed in my one month's absence. Major shock.

Decided to play with facebook.

Realised my pri sch friend Shimin was sec sch classmates with my bmt section mate Weiquan.

Discovered that Peifen was attached long ago.

Discovered that many people are now single. Or so they claim.

Realised that history teacher Bryden Chew is still alive and well despite smoking and sweating so much.

Well, that's that. As for the conditions and what I did in Australia, guess I can elaborate during outings or gatherings. And I can show the photos in my phone as well.

Cheers.

Singapore so fucking rox.

Departure

2007-10-20T22:59:00.000+08:00

1 month away from my home...

Gotta say I never tried tt before sia...

I feel fear...fear that is only matched by the fear before I enlisted.

Fear of not being able to cope... fear of falling sick... fear of ...

Nah. Fuck it.

I will come back in one piece.

At a higher level. With a full health bar. And new skills learnt. And perhaps with an idea of what I wanna do with my life.

And, with or without your permission, I'm afraid I'll be thinking of you a lot over there. A lot.

Cheers.

Would anyone miss me?

Update

2007-10-05T22:15:00.000+08:00

I interrupt my series of narcissistic entries for some update on my lack thereof life.

I am in 41 SAR now, serving as a platoon medic for glory coy platoon 5.

Passed my IPPT barely, awaiting to be promoted to lance coporal.

Recently realised I have hope in passing SOC, but still far from achieving that goal.

Consider myself a half-fuck medic plus half-fuck armour infantry.

Haven't talk to desmond(21SA medic) for some time le...

Got rejected by hime-sama~

Feels very sorry for not giving presents for vin-chan and hunky-chan...

And when is bentai-chan's birthday? And long-chan's? My apologies as well.

Thanks to xiumin for being my very occasional personal SAF hotline...

Trying to get a watch to wear during my civilian time...but none suit my taste...

Sorry to eileen for being unable to help much with her computing...

Thanks to liyong for organising gatherings and such...

Finished my present for hime-sama's 18th birthday...

Thanks to parents for being understanding...

Haven't seen shixian for a long time.

Haven't visited nj or rv for damn long.

Bought a psp.

Ok, now for the stuff some of u REALLY need to know...

I'll be going wallaby, australia on 22nd of October. Will be back latest on 25th of November. Will have leave all the way until the 1st of December from there.

I'll be having some offs and leaves from now until 22nd of October, but my coming Saturday is burnt for I have duty. Well, I'm assuming some people may wanna see me one last time before I go. Considering it is quite long and that armour training over there can get quite dangerous.

Fret not, this is not my last entry before my departure to wallaby.

Cheers.

To randomness.

我

2007-10-05T21:31:00.000+08:00

Television influenced me to a very large extent. When i was very small my mom didn't allow me to watch too much TV... but I became rather obsessed with TV during my growing years. The values advocated in TV shows became deeply rooted within me... Values like loyalty to friends, justice, fairness, not judging one by his or her appearance, selflessness, sacrifice...Those were notions that were repeatedly brought up by different TV shows...

I must say that I once believed that I would never betray any of these values... but sadly many of them were put to the test in my army days now... Alas, I did not perform as well as I thought I would.

Nevertheless, there are certain values that I have which differs greatly from the politically correct. To me, as long as the effort spent to obtain any object, whether substantial or otherwise, is worthy of the object itself, the act of the obtaining is justified. This would thus mean that a robber who kills like over ten men to get some cash is justified his cash, or so that is what I believe. The catch however, is that I also believe that he should be punished for killing. Cheem?
In the end values and morals are just guidelines. Life is not a mathematics examination...everything is on a unique case-by-case basis...

I always thought that I am a fusion of both my dad and my mom. A product which retains the qualities of both. Somehow I got the character of my dad... ironically I hate the way he behaves. I got the temper of my mom... and her interest in fashion. My love for gambling is also from my dad I think...but my luck is damn bad...and I don't use money as stakes...(what is that supposed to mean? u ask...)

(to be continued...though not in next entry)

I

2007-08-31T21:12:00.000+08:00

Realised I've never really written about myself in detail before. Not that I can remember that is. Now I don't claim to know myself, so the below would either be concrete facts or otherwise how i perceive myself to be.

I should start with the more concrete facts I guess.

Food:

Likes durian and cheese a lot. Particularly the smell of durian. Intoxicating. Similarly, I find parsley to be absolutely disgusting. To the point that I may vommit if it were forced down my mouth. And I like sour stuff.

Clothing:

Prefer to wear T-shirts most of the time cos lazy to button haha. Quite fond of wearing bling...especially silver chains. Would like a very fanciful belt but so far haven't really bought one. Oh and I especially hate khaki and beige colours.

Music:

Don't really have a fixed genre of music that I listen to...particularly dislike western rap and overly-soothing music...

Favourite singer is definitely T.M. Revolution (Takanori Makes Revolution). Most of us know him as the guy who sang Heart of Sword (ED for Rurouni Kenshin aka Samurai X) and Invoke(Gundam Seed OP). Recently, he formed a band called Abingdon Boy School (they sang the for the first OP of D.gray-man, Innocent Sorrow). Their recent single for the PS3 game Folklore, Nephilim is kinda my favourite Jap song now.

My favourite MV now, however, is Ouka Saki Some ni Keri by D. Simply contains too many elements that I adore haha.

Movies and Television:

For movies I usually watch for the visuals more than anything else. You want plot, there's always the library. Don't really have a favourite movie, but I guess FF7 Advent Children comes close. Think I watched it 6 times le. As for TV ba...quite like drama serials...especially HK ones and the older local drama serials. The old HK series of drama serials about lawyers de is damn godlike sia. Haha I also like anime and cartoons a lot...much more than most people I dare say.

Hobbies:

Drawing, and basically creating things, be it a model, a scrapbook or even jewellery. Like to surf youtube and wikipedia as well, youtube for the latest game and movie trailers; wikipedia for information on anime and books. I like to play video games and such but I guess I can't really consider them my hobbies ba. haha.

Fave RPG: Final Fantasy VII

Fave RTS: Starcraft

Fave FPS: Serious Sam (lol)

Fave hack-and-slash: God of War II

(my less tangible qualities will be continued....)

I dunno wad i'm doing...

2007-08-08T23:54:00.000+08:00

But....

i do know wad i want...

=)

For my hime~

2007-08-07T20:08:00.000+08:00

hmmm this place should be quite deserted now...don't think many would be reading this... NS is about the best anti-blog virus there is....vin, benny, choon heng, xinming and my own blog haven't been updated in ages. (You know there's something wrong when the most recent entry talks about BMT *coughs)

a few random things to tell ya...

u noe hor...every single time i called u on the phone, i spend like around 30 minutes pacing about in my bunk before i make the call. i worry about whether u would be at home...whether u would be sleeping....whether u would be in the middle of something....whether ur parents may question u....whether u would consider me troublesome....and tonnes of other things....

I guess u can say it is kinda stupid... which is why i always end up calling u rather late... =x

Realised i'm still super naive when it comes to relationships and stuff...sometimes really have no idea what i'm doing. Do u consider me to be wooing u now? i myself have no idea lei. (jialat rite?) There is hardly any motivation left in me to do anything whether i am in camp or outside....i just follow my feelings and do wad i do...

as a sidenote, this was actually what happened to qihan's present. It was in the 'manufacturing' stage when i lost motivation...and ur present also...i got kinda stuck cos my original idea didn't work very well *gulps

oh and i still haven't tried your present to me lei... my parents are always around sia... what would be a good chance? (hmmm....ignorant readers will be making very poor and indecent guesses as to what my present is....tsk)

last but not least...actually the title of this blog was initially used for my other blog(which is secret). That blog however, only has two entries i intend to keep it that way. Coincidentally, the old title now takes on a new meaning in this blog... wonder whether u can tell =p

been thinking of u more these few days...i wonder y...

hope can meet up again soon

=)

A Guidebook for NS?

2007-06-01T22:03:00.000+08:00

U noe, NS takes over your life to the extent that u can't make a blog entry without mentioning NS. Such is the tragedy.

If you've read newpaper lately, you would have realised that some blokes went to the extent of coming up with a guidebook for every man's nightmare. Yea, it is like giant RPG in a sense...but a guidebook? Anyway, it reportedly explains some army lingo. Perhaps this would be how it sound...

The SAF is largely populated by the weaker sex. And hence a lot of nonsense is allowed. Hardly anyone is sensitive to the emotional needs of others due to the natural weakness of their gender. That aside, many uncouth phrases (most of which are grammatically incorrect or simply doesn't make any semantical sense)

The oldest of which is: "Wake up your idea!!"

It is so old even your dad would know it. As one of my platoon mates in medic course pointed out, one's "idea" is obviously presumed to be asleep initially. Furthermore, even if that is the case, how actually do you "wake" it? Many commanders seem to think that doing some upper body exercise will help, but it remains something difficult to prove.

On the other hand, one can assume that "idea" is personified here, thus leading to several complications. So what would be the equivalent of waking someone up in the context of an idea? And what exactly is a sleeping "idea"?

But seriously, if you are in the SAF and you somehow or rather get to hear this, don't start thinking about what in the world it is supposed mean. Just do some quick stretching of your arms and be prepared to face the ground.

See? NS is a no-brainer.

Another presumably more modern phrase would be "lan lan suck thumb". No. Don't keep staring at your platoon mate whose surname is Tham. He has nothing to with this entry.

This is fortunately an easier phrase to interpret. Judging from the context, the phrase probably makes reference to a little child sucking on his thumb when he is dissatisfied. In the SAF, NSF are shown how unfair the world can be, and when there is seriously nothing which can be done about it, the aforementioned phrase is used.

Such is the perfection of the amalgam of twisted Hokkien and broken English. Go Singapore!

And the last phrase featured here would be "F*** you, understand?" You see, there is negligible difference between being the f***er and the f***ee, and hence the phrase is in essence almost synonymous with "F*** me, understand?" Of course, it could also mean "Do you understand that I'm actually saying f*** me?"

I suspect such is a question highly rhetorical in nature. The speaker usually is not asking for an answer, such as yes or no. On the contrary, the speaker, at this point in time, most likely isn't expecting any answer from his... audience.

Well, once again, the best way upon hearing this phrase would be to stretch your arms. It is definitely time for some exercise.

Cheers.

This entry is dedicated to Siddarth George.

19

2007-03-22T22:50:00.000+08:00

I've always liked this number.

19. That is.

I must say BMT was an easy and fast way to grow up. Almost like a shortcut. Just like falling in love with jiamin then. Crash course for growing up.

It is only when one is deprived of certain luxuries that one realises what is most important. I would hardly call my BMT days 'suffering', but to some extent the discomfort and pain did make me realise certain things that I've never wanted to admit to myself.

For the first time in my life, I think I'm prepared to pursue my dreams. I've always declared myself as without ambition or goals. That, fortunately, was never true. There is nothing I like more than drawing. No, drawing is too mundane a word. More of creation. Of visualisation. Of dreaming.

I used to give myself excuses for not pursuing what I like. Like my colour blindness. Or my lack of talent. Or that other occupations would pay better. Indeed its not that these excuses are invalid, but the fact remains that these in the end, are merely excuses.

Perhaps 'prepared' is not a very good word to use here. Not apt. Yes, I do have enough artwork over the years to hold a decent exhibition. An exhibition for laymen, that is. The unfortunate thing is that I'm not satisfied with most of my past drawings. Embarrassed even.

Currently, other than mom, I haven't told anyone about my portfolio concept yet. Perhaps when the idea becomes more or less consolidated I'll post it here. Or on Deviantart.

Cheers.

A pity none of my friends are good artists...

Desiring for Desire

2007-03-13T13:13:00.000+08:00

Dawn broke.

The surroundings gradually took shape as light peeked from beneath the dark clouds. Trees, shrubs and other greenery slowly came into view. It was a clearing amidst an abandoned plantation, and the rows of trees casted orderly bars of shadow all around what has previously been a battlefield.

A multitude of weapons bared their glint in the rising sun. There were throwing knives embedded in the ground, spears impaled through trees, swords with their hilts pointing at the heavens...and a dozen bodies slumped liveless on the ground.

There was so much blood that the whole scene gave off a pungent, reddish hue. And in the middle of the bloody mist, a lone figure stood, drenched entirely in blood. Upon closer scrutiny, one will notice that the figure merely suffered superficial grazes here and there. Indeed his armour and clothing were torn beyond recognition, but the fact remains that his body was intact.

He was alive.

No, he was more than alive, he reminded himself. He was victorious. Victorious over a dozen opponents. At first they had came at him one at a time, spouting foolish words of honour. But as one by one their comrades fell, any facade of honour was abandoned. He smirked at himself as he recalled how it slowly evolved into a brutal melee where he was grossly outnumbered.

The enemies had appeared with a queer arsenal to say the least. Weapons wielded ranged from notorious blades to oddly-shaped scythes and a large number of them were never even heard before. He glanced around, not daring to turn his head for fear that he would just fall flat into the ground. After all, the battle had gone on for days, and his consciousness was merely hanging by a thread.

It would appear none of his opponents survived the battle. Some of the bodies have been dismembered, while others are simply impaled on some weapon or another.

What was he going to do now? He had challenged and defeated a dozen of warriors. Warriors who had made a name for themselves. Warriors who had accomplished daunting tasks. All had fallen before him.

But there was no sense of euphoria. No sense of accomplishment. Everything felt numb. He could hardly the remember the suffering he had went through to come out victorious. The pain, all but forgotten. Had this come too easily? Or was it because he had forgotten about all the hard work he had put in?

The wave of satisfaction never came. Perhaps this wasn't what he wanted in the first place. All of a sudden he felt incredibly lonely, as if he were the only man left in the universe. Whatever ounce of joy he got from murdering his opponents, there was no one to share it with.

What was he supposed to do now?

What was he supposed to feel now?

What does he truly want?

His fingers slowly lost their sense of touch and heard a dull thump as his sword fell to the ground. The sky was in a orange hue and the sun was comfortably warm.

Is this dusk? Or is it dawn?

Confused and exhausted, the last remaining warrior in the clearing hit the ground.

The Male Zoo

2007-01-26T21:31:00.000+08:00

" We rush to wait, and we wait to rush."

- Anon.

In this The Male Zoo , there are 20+ companies of different species. Each company can belong to one of these three groups: the physically unfit, the potential leaders and of course the more-than-slightly overweight. Each company comprises 4 platoons, each platoon consisting 4 sections and each section being made up of 12 or 13 animals.

For every company there are of course several zoo-keepers in charge. Futher down the hierachy there will be zoo-keepers in charge of the platoons and also the individual sections.

Zoo-keepers maintain the order in the zoo, and are supposed to take responsibilty for the animals they are in charge of. Zoo-keepers come in many different shapes and sizes, and seem to vary greatly in terms of strictness and character. There is no doubt that the zoo-keepers determine the kind of life the animals have in The Male Zoo.

Welfare and care for each and every individual animal is widely emphasized, though it remains questionable as to whether such welfare is given any priority. Animals of the same section are kept in a reasonably large enclosure and they are expected to be responsible for their enclosures and its surrounding area. The animals have to follow a strict routine daily and are given minimal time to engage in their own activities. Even basic activities such as showering and brushing teeth needs to be done with haste.

Now, the most important part of life in the zoo for an animal is his "wife". Though arguably nothing more than a complicated stick, the animals in the zoo are required to know their "wife" inside out, know how to strip her and lastly clean her. As zoo-keepers get angry when their animals drop their stick, the zoo animals have learnt to keep their "wives" between their legs.

The daily routine of an average animal may be very different from day-to-day. Due to sheer numbers, there is usually an overabundance of waiting time.

Now the most cruel part of zoo life would be something known as physical torture(PT for short). This is usually administered by a zoo-keeper specialised in this area. It is thus unfortunate that these specialised zoo-keepers have a very bad reputation among the animals.

There are also regular brain-washing sessions, when either the zoo-keepers or external guests try to propagate certain ideas into the innocent minds of the poor animals. Fortunately, most animals tend to nap during such sessions.

Now to leave the zoo, the animals have to complete certain activities and meet certain requirements.

1) Each animal must be able to use his "wife" well.

2) Each animal must be familiar with the knowledge regarding surviving in the wild.

3) Each animal must be reasonably fit.

4) Each animal must be taught the methods to clear a range of different obstacles.

That's about all I can say at this point of time. Any similarity to any military school or faction, any sexual innuendo or any sarcasm is not intended and should be treated as purely coincidental.

2F chalet

2006-12-23T23:15:00.000+08:00

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

-Jaslyn Wong Jiexin

As with all chalets, it should always be about the people, not the activities. And so I shall start off this entry with some long-time-no-sees.

Of all of them, Tzekwang aka Moley haven't been seen for a long time. Well, he appears to have matured quite a lot, being slightly more reserved and considering he has a girlfriend. Alas, appearances are but appearances and his childish antics rise to the occasion once again. *shakes head*

Then there's Junjie. The same old catchphrases, the same expression. lolx. Of course there's Jason and Kirana, who also seem to be acting exactly the same way as in the past.

Then there's Lenette. Is it just me, or is she like super pretty now? Still quite un-ladylike in behaviour, but I guess that's part of her being attractive. Still remember when I was still super childish (but as always super smart) I coined the term Honette. Like how NaruSaku refers to a Naruto x Sakura pairing, Honette refers to a Hongren x Lenette pairing. Tsk, I was so proud of it then. (Heck I'm still proud of it now~) But becos of that I received the Len's 1000 Burning Palms after being cornered by Lenette~ Sad to say I've never felt the burning sensation since... Not to mention her tickling me on the bus a few years back... kinda miss - oops i digress.

Most of the other peeps I actually see them all the time. Ok maybe I should talk a bit about Jaslyn. First off, you know I think I'm addicted to your laughter. Think you can like record it and let me use as ringtone? Its like so infectious and so natural~ (unlike elton's) Then again, I'm mortified at the fact that you laugh at my sarcastic remarks. (and humorous ones, but that's natural~) And oh yah we don't have to keep hearing the small things that happen to you and your pet lion~ (sexual pun to to be taken in discretion) And... thanks for all that you've done. Think I really have no idea what to do if not for you. Bleh.

To be honest the chalet itself wasn't all that fun. Anyway thanks to everyone mentioned above and Junxiong, Kayhow, Elton, Qihan, Vincent, Desmond and Shiyi. Sorry if I missed anyone out.

Well, there was barbeque. In the rain. Yes you put that together you get barbeque in the rain.

It started off with Pangwei, Qihan and I trying to start a fire. Mine basically died out very fast, but that's not the point. In any case, soon we were ready to start BBQ-ing when elton came. (it was too late for mr bamboo to interfere in the fire-starting, fortunately)

And so it started to drizzle slightly. An umbrella was called for and it was dropped from the chalet above. Eventually we decided that we should go all out and call for the food to be sent down as well. The BBQ started not long after, with the rain coming on and off, with more people and definitely more umbrellas joining in the fun. Even a transporter was assigned.

It eventually evolved into a stage where we could no longer afford to prevent ourselves from getting wet. Food was the priority. Not to mention the transporter needs an umbrella to transport the food to the chalet. The family in the chalet downstairs even offered us an umbrella. So nice =) The smoke eventually got too serious for me to bear, and I kept my head ABOVE the umbrella shielding the pit. And i performed my hands-free chicken wing eating again.

The BBQ was entering 'late game' when it suddenly started to rain like tigers and wolves. I mean really BIG tigers and wolves. Instantly the circle around the BBQ shrank. OMFG. It was hot on the inside(near my crotch level -_-) and cold on the outside. And we were left with a lot of STINGRAY UNCOOKED.

The scenario had GG written all over it.

It was decided in a fluster that we dump ALL the stingray AND the otahs into the pit. The otahs were basically used to cover the stingrays from the rain. And i decided with firm resolution that my umbrella will survive if left above the pit as cover for as long as the rain continues.

There is an important concept behind this of course. Nothing is a better coolant then the natural rainwater falling on the umbrella. As the umbrella heats up from the heat below, the rainwater hitting on the umbrella either evaporates or heats up, preventing the umbrella from burning up or melting! And if the rain were to stop, we don't need the umbrella! =)

Anyway it turned out to be successful and the stingray was cooked. Behold the power of those in the springtime of youth! (yes this is clearly a Rock Lee moment) By the way, as opposed to what elton announced, my umbrella is quite alright. Other than some patches of dunno-what, and a rather weird smell, the umbrella still serves its purpose of shielding the rain. Excellently done, isn't it?

The night was quite lame, with movies like underworld evolution and jing wu jia ting. In fact, almost all the DVDs we watched during the chalet had a problem of stopping just when the movie reaches its final climax. As Qihan beautifully put it, there was a lack of climax. (sexual pun to be taken with discretion again)

Many people left the chalet early in the morning to go back to work. Hais. At least they paid.

Then I started spouting nonsense. Hais. Think I was really disappointed some people didn't come. Hais. Nevermind.

Oh and mahjong with Vincent and Kayhow taught me a lot. Desmond just fed like mad lolx.

The rest of the chalet was quite uneventful to say the least. Oh and something I concluded in my madness. 2F girls mostly grow up to become rather pretty. It is obvious Kirana is one them, and so is Lenette. I don't know about Jingmin cos didn't see her, but should be not bad as well. Joy and Jas are IMHO quite pretty. Weina as well. Wentong seems to have changed for the better also. Denise is also not bad, despite her slight plumpness. Elton also getting more 'you wei dao'~ =D

yah. I know.

I didn't say what I wanna say. Shut up.

Merry Christmas.

You know what I wanna say =)

Holidays so far...

2006-12-22T23:43:00.000+08:00

"Huh? Wad is Hon-nette?"

-Desmond

To start off, must first say that my illness/eye problem now only affecting my drawing speed. Thank goodness there is traditional chinese medicine. At least I can still enjoy outings, chalets and games.

And to all the doctors who said it was due to stress, screw off.

So far I've accomplished very few things I initially wanted to finish in the holidays. Below is a list of completed stuff.

1. Completed Final Fantasy 7: Dirge of Cerberus

2. Completed drawing of friend in cosplay

3. Went for 2F chalet

4. Went for PA chalet

5. Had an all-guys 4A outing

6. Improved the painting on my Sephiroth figure

7. Finished repairing 1/100 Wing Gundam Zero

8. Scanned and uploaded a number of my old drawings into Deviantart

9. Seen someone I haven't seen for a long time

Below is a longer list of things I have NOT completed or done.

1. Final Fantasy 12

2. A Malay Dance-related drawing

3. A Public Address-related drawing

4. Fixing the rest of my Gundam models

5. Go for 4A chalet

6. Train for NS

7. Ask a girl out for a date

8. Catch up on Naruto(anime)

9. Catch up on Bleach(manga)

10. Complete several uncompleted but unimportant drawings

11. Updating my second blog which is known only to Bentai at the moment

12. Tidy up JC notes

Ok that is actually not a lot considering some things can wait until NS then do on weekend. Now, about some of the things that i've experienced...

Prom

A total waste of money and time. There weren't any really nicely dolled-up girls and the lighting was too dark. And the food sucked. Unlike general opinion, I thought the girl with a column of hair erected over her head looked kinda cool. And the girl whom I recognise as Cindee(or cindy?) from RV wore a very shiny silver top and black shorts with suspenders. Looks cool to me~

MDS 'Senior's Farewell'

The host ferleen claimed that the theme was christmas and asked for people to be dressed in red and green. Naturally, i used my colour blindness to my ahem advantage. It was quite disappointing to see that the host wasn't clad in a sexy female-santa outfit. Hais~ Was too hopeful =p Anyway the vietnam juniors sang for us and our dear ex-president got hooked on a Xbox game. Not particularly eventful or boring... Here's a better entry with pictures.

Chalet Marathon

Something that must be mentioned is the BBQ-ing in the rain experience. Unprecedented and definitely not something one experiences every year. And I realised I'm still very afraid of the Viking ship ride in escape. Which is very strange considering all the other rides are nothing to me =s

My entry on 2f chalet is HERE!

Cheers.

A levels are kinda fun in retrospect~

P.S. Previous entry is about PA.

The Omega

2006-12-08T14:46:00.000+08:00

"The Omega Weapon would either start off with a physical attack or Lv5
Death."

-Final Fantasy Guide to beating Omega Weapon

Finally, I've decided what I wanna say.

To the senior members of Public Address, that is.

Reasons for joining PA were rather clear, as compared to that of MD. Nevertheless, like the case in MD, reasons were difficult to prioritise. First of all, not in any order, I felt like I had to make my experience with regards to the stage complete. I've been part of the audience, part of performers in MD, part of the backstage crew in EL, but never part of the lights and sounds crew. I'm rather interested in this 'stage' business, to be honest. Secondly, I know a large amount of people in PA, people that I wish to know better. Glad to say that they did not disappoint. Last but not last, I realised my life in NJ sucked and I needed something to make it a little bit better.

Like how I recognise Ferleen and Jo in MD as my seniors, I regard the J2 batch as my seniors as well. I came in worrying about a lot of stuff. Mundane stuff. Though I never did show it out loud. In the end the worries were overwhelmed by my interest. No, my interest was not in the equipment of PA, but rather in the management and their attitude towards their work.

The organisation of the CCA remains to be one of the most special. Slacking opportunities are abundant and plentiful, and even if one chooses to work hard, their efforts are likely to go unrecognised. There are no competitions, and too many external factors affect the success of an event. This is a place where all the effort one puts in is only known to the self and some others.

Yet, they continue to serve, continue to tolerate unreasonable requests and inconsiderate treatment. I never did ask myself why though. It felt like the correct thing to do. Perhaps, sometimes it is sufficient that we ourselves acknowledge what we are doing. Yes, I realised the society operates on the basis of the collective goodwill of everyone in the CCA.

Regrettably, I never did finish learning everything about the equipment and stuff. But I was treated an equal, and similarly those not particularly enthusiastic about the CCA are treated with respect and friendliness. There weren't any undercurrents, and I don't think anyone hated each other in the CCA. There was hardly any stress and I had a great time even during the times when I decided to be just a spectator.

There are many people I like to thank. No, it's not like I suddenly remembered them, but I thought i didn't feel like it was appropriate to say during the 'interview'.

First to thank would be Pangwei. Though at times we have our disagreements, things have been really great with you around. I never really expressed how much I appreciated your presence and such. It would be hard to imagine my CCA life without you. And great thanks to giving me the chance to be in-charge(half in-charge) for the CO performance!

Next would be Kayhow. Thanks a lot for spending so much effort in teaching me the lightings. And in the end I only did lighting for one event. Floppage. It was really a nice experience though. Can tell that you are still the Mr Nice Guy, though you seem to have matured quite a significant bit ;)

Elton deserves thanks from every single member of the CCA. Damn I think he deserves a plaque or something. I think he made more contributions to NJ than the damn president scholars hanging high up there.

And thanks to Choon Heng and Xinming for making me feel at home in PA. Haha.

Lastly, I thank the EXCO for blurring the line between members and leaders. I apologise for I tend to discriminate myself haha. The camp in June is one of the few things I truly enjoyed in my NJ life. There is hardly any point in continuing my entry on the third day of the camp, for all I want to say is here.

To everyone else, it's been a great time. Really glad that I've known you guys better in one way or another now. And Shihui I'm actually quite fond of you. I give you my support and trust, and I believe the other seniors have done the same.

Cheers.

Alpha is the beginning, just like Omega is the end.

This Baby's gonna be MINE!

2006-11-21T19:58:00.000+08:00

http://www.gundambase.com/community/news_view.asp?page=1&news_idx=455

Though i'll probably wait till next year haha~

Hais. Floppage.

2006-11-20T21:52:00.000+08:00

Ok, I kinda flopped up my FM paper 2 the stats. Similar to what happened to my mechanics in MC paper 2. But at least I PWNed FM paper 2 the mech. And that is all that matters.

The other papers were weird to say the least. But most of the time it felt like fighting with a midget -- he's free food, but u've gotta be careful cos the level he punches is juz below the belt =D

Recently quite sick. Or maybe I should say very sick. It is rather serious, concerns the eyes and will cause me to feel very dizzy at times. Pls watch out for me during outings or something. A later post will elaborate in detail about this. Don't ask me how I went through A levels in such a condition...

cos u might get a very arrogant answer...

and yah, don't worry for me.

The past few days have been rather difficult. Felt really miserable and worried for my sickness. And sadly, the resultant stress worsened it hais. Been thinking about a lot of things. Like what I really wanted to do. My dreams, however vague and unconstructive. My relationship with my parents. How I want to live my life.

If I had my way, I would want to be either a car engineer or a fashion designer, though the former looks more possible now. It is interesting to note that my dad is fascinated with anything that moves on the road(he had license to drive every single possible land vehicle except the trishaw. serious.) while my mom likes to design clothes and even took on a course when she was young.

And then there are the more mundane wishes. Which will not be announced here lolx.

I bought FF7 Dirge of Cerberus just before As started but I'm only starting after As end completely. And I bought an Advent children calendar! yay!

I've got a lot of things I wanna buy. But that can wait till I'm in the army and actually earning my own money. I seriously don't like to spend my parents' money on non-necesities.

I'm thinking of some really crazy ideas for wad to wear to prom. Did i mention that my nails are now half a cm long? though that is not entirely relevant. haha.

and sorry to jiamin if u find my 'i'm bored' msges boring. u r the only one holding on to ur phone haha.

cheers

things r gonna get busier after As...

DotA Vocabulary List 1

2006-10-31T22:24:00.001+08:00

"Everyone starts out a noob"

- A wise man(duh)

The General Paper draws near. Now, why am I not trying out the new version of DotA (6.38b) and blogging here? Well, I've realised that there are a large number of terms used in the game which most of us have no idea what it really means. To encounter such terms in the examination and infer from what we know from DotA might prove to be very disastrous, as one will realise later. Below is a list of terms that I believe might bring our vocabulary a notch higher, and further our understanding of the widely popular game.

Note that most terms are explained with in the most common context. And also as a reminder, do remember that in GP, we must answer the vocabulary question in the context of the passage.

Items

Wraith: n something shadowy and insubstantial

Alacrity: n 1. cheerful willingness; eagerness
2. speed or quickness; celerity

Vanguard: n those occupying a foremost position

Arcane: adj known or understood by only a few

Courier: n person or company that delivers mail or packages

Essifation: Thankfully, this is not a word

Sentry: n a guard, especially a soldier posted at a given spot to prevent the passage of unauthorized persons

Relic: n something cherished for its age or historic interest.

Maelstrom: n a whirlpool of extraordinary size or violence

Mekansm: Thankfully, this is also not a word

Proceed to list 2

DotA Vocabulary List 2

2006-10-31T22:22:00.001+08:00

Sentinel

Nether: adj lower down

Static: adj not moving, changing or developing

Impetus: n an influence that helps something to continue developing or doing something
(not to be confused with impetuous!!)

Ensnare: v to force or trick someone into doing something they to not want to do

Fissure: n a deep crack in rock or earth
(literal description of the skill :)

Synergy: n phenomenon in which two or more distinct influences acting together create an effect greater than that predicted by knowing only the separate effects of the individual agents.

Array: n a collection or group of things

Malefice: n an evil deed; artifice; enchantment

Juxtapose: v To put things together, especially things tha are not normally together, in order to compare them or to make sumething new
(I have no idea why such a word is used to name a skill that duplicates the user)

Doppelganger: n someone who looks exactly like someone else
(Doppelwalk is not a word!!!)

Craggy: adj a mountain that is craggy is very steep and covered in rough rocks

Penitence: n act of feeling sorry for something done wrong, with the intention not to do it again

Primal: adj 1. associated with that which is ancient and animal-like
(the context the primal in primal roar is used in)
2. basic
(the more common usage)

Macro-???: prefix large, especially concerning the whole system rather than particular parts
(Thus Macropyre literally means big fire :)

Concoction: n something, especially a drink, that is made my mixing different things

Lucent: Not a word. Supposedly concatenated from words like "translucent". It is a western surname though.

Fervor: n very strong belief or feeling

Jinada: Not an English word

Fortitude: n courage shown when one is in great pain or experiencing a lot of trouble

Proceed to list 3

DotA Vocabulary List 3

2006-10-31T22:19:00.000+08:00

Scourge

Metamorphosis: n a process which something changes completely into something very different

Sunder: v to break something into parts, especially violently

Carrion: n dead flesh that is decaying

Revenant: n animated corpse

Phantasm: n something that exists only in one's imagination

Feral: adj used to describe animals that used to live with humans but have become wild
(Beautifully used on Banehallow!)

Incapacitate: v render someone too ill or weak to function normally

Coup de Grace: n French for a death blow intended to end the suffering of a wounded creature
(It is often used figuratively to describe the last of a series of events which brings about the end of some entity)

Strafe: v is the practice of shooting a machine gun from an airplane in flight, at objects or people on the ground. (this term is actually widely misused as 'sidestepping')

Vendetta: n a quarrel which continues for a long time in which an individual or a group tries to harm another because of a happening in the past

Anabolic: adj anabolic processes tend toward 'building up' tissue and organs

Decrepit: adj old and in bad condition
(Decrepify is not a word!!!)

Enfeeble: v to make someone weak

Sadist: n someone who enjoys being cruel to others

Diffuse: v to spread

Requiem: n a Christian religious ceremony of prayers for someone who has died

Geminate: v to double or to occur in pairs

Lapse: n a period of time; an interval

Dismember: v to cut, tear, or pull off the limbs of

Caustic: adj a caustic remark criticises someone in a way that is unkind but cleverly humorous

Helix: n a line tha curves and rises around a central line

Aphotic: adj having no light

Desolate: v to lay waste; devastate

Maledict: v to curse; wish harm upon; invoke evil upon

Astral: adj of, relating to, emanating from, or resembling the stars

Sources: Longman dictionary, Wikipedia, The free dictionary

Another kind of dominance...

2006-10-29T18:09:00.000+08:00

"The "dattebayo" specific ending can be considered a colloquial verb
ending that makes the speaker sound uncultured, brusque, and trying to seem
tougher than they really are. "

- www.urbandictionary.com

Anime, or in more barbaric terms, japanese cartoons, now have a rather significant impact on our lives and culture. The majority of the local community seems to have a rather pecuilar taste in this area, and their preferences are easily reflected in stores such as Comics Connection. It does not take an observant individual to notice that most of the products are only related to a rather limited set of anime. To conclude that these anime are more popular among the locals would be much safer than, say a website poll, which usually involves Japanese and other foreigners.

It would thus be safe to conclude that anime adapted from manga that are featured in the obscenely popular Japanese magazine Shonen Jump would tend to be more popular with Singaporean teenagers. It is also important to note that, despite the current file-sharing technologies, anime that is shown on local channel also tends to be more popular. Both of these reasons lead to erotic or gothic anime being unpopular or even unknown among the locals.

Anime hardly faces any competition from its western rival, cartoons, in the local context.

Whether it is Spiderman or X-men, it remains that although we enjoy watching them as well, there is no urge that will drive us to continue watching until the very end. This is because of the inherent nature of most western cartoons, where each individual episode is not related to the previous. On the other hand, most anime features story arcs, chapters which are based on important events. Characters go through the arc and will be subjected to certain changes to personality or improvements to their ability. It is sad when one realises Batman goes through his whole animation series with the same abilities.

Another notable difference is that, while most heroes of the west are depicted with inate abilities, heroes of the east usually obtain theirs through sheer hard work. The underlying concepts about such depictions are important. The eastern depiction usually implies that anybody can be a hero and can be the male or female lead in his or her own life. The western depiction, however, implies that a hero must be destined for greatness in order to be a hero. It remains debatable as to whether such a difference contributes to anime's victory over western cartoons in Singapore, but i believe it can be concluded that anime is generally much healthier for growing children than cartoons.

The recent trend of converting an anime or manga into live-action series also goes to show that anime is not just for the young. In fact, the quality of some of the plot and storylines in anime far exceed those of some drama serials. Concepts and ideas also prove to be fresh and creative, for the creators are not bound by the limits of a real cast. For instance, the Matrix movie series borrows a lot from the anime Ghost in the Shell, for the Wachowski brothers themselves are fans of the anime.

Tsk. Perhaps it might be good thing if Japan did win the war. Maybe I wouldn't have to go through rather... inconvenient ways to watch Naruto.

RVEL presents Macbeth?!?!

2006-10-21T21:54:00.000+08:00

"To be, or not to be; that is the question."

-Macbeth

It was an odd party. Hongren, sporting a beng-ish look, Eugene, wearing his RJ uniform, Bernie, wearing the NJ uniform and carrying a huge stack of posters, Xiuhui, also in uniform appeared...Xiuhui-ish, Shihui, also in the same uniform, looked... weird as usual and finally, I, who was in long pants and sandles.

Our unfamiliar juniors stared at us as when we entered the LT. The 6 of us took a nice corner near the front and awaited the starting of the show.

Now, there were a number of things we did not expect.

The RV students present, who are mostly sec 2, seemed to be very enthusiastic, some cynical of the performance no doubt, but there were so much applause and shouting and cheering and even catcalls.(wtf?) This was surely unprecedented. Perhaps it was because the cast was large, and thus warranted support from many who are their friends.

The show started with a student acting as a teacher trying to conduct an E. Lit lesson. It was quite nicely done... for a moment Eugene thought that the teacher was real(-_-). It was obviously too good to be true. In retrospect, I do not recall any E.Lit teacher that was as young and decent-looking =) Furthermore, a couple of students(EL members) arranged to be put in the audience as part of the show was also a refreshing idea.

Props and costumes were bullshit. However, we later learned that they only had two weeks to do such stuff. I guess it was alright, for those hardly caused the quality of the performance to go down.

It was like Dramafest more than a production in many ways. There were multiple versions of each character, for there were different groups. And thus you could say there were 3 macbeths, 3 macduffs, 3 duncans....and so on. The effect was confusing no doubt, but things became rather enjoyable when one realised that there were different versions.

There were 2 male individuals that performed decent acting. And most importantly their English appeared to be good.That was quite a relief, considering that EL now enjoy an approximately 5 females to 1 male ratio. The individual Ken Yan(yes, THAT one) was rather natural in his acting and appeared to be rather good at expressing himself. Unfortunately he looks too kiddy playing Macbeth. A regret. The other guy, who I do not recognise, also did quite well, though I thought not as successful as Ken Yan.

And their coach is now a young bubbly Asian female!!!! *sigh* What did we do to deserve Roger Jenkins? This new coach, Rene if I heard correctly, even received 3 cheers omfg. Times are really different.

Lastly, when the performance ended, chilvarous eugene volunteered us(the guys) to help move stuffs. In the end we ended up with a platform(omfg!) It was so fucking heavy and the awkward position we had to carry it in made things worse. And the journey was so far! I have seriously no idea how they could cope with like 5 platforms. In short, eugene, hongren and I were owned. Qihan, benny and xinming should have gone and seen for themselves. We were a disgrace =(

After a serious discussion among hongren, eugene and myself, we concluded several things. The mean number of chiobus in RV increased! And so did the percentage of chiobus! The overall mean level of 'chio-ness' also increased! And with the large population of girls, RV rocks!!!!

Ok, that was totally irrelevant. The truth is that Mr. Tofu aka Heitung was very wrong in his prediction that EL will collapse. It is now thriving in more ways than one, though apparently going in a slightly different direction as their seniors. But that is of no concern. Ownage will still be ownage.

Cheers.

I look forward to SYF for EL.

P.S. I hardly feel any anticipation for MD SYF. It will be a gold with honours. Marianne will ensure that =D

Some little stuffs...Part 2

2006-10-18T20:45:00.000+08:00

"If that is what my Master says."

- Saber, Fate Stay Night

Before I forget, wld like to apologize to those in PA who bought me the super-late present for sorta complaining abt it. Didn't expect clothing to be very honest. Cos, I knew of it beforehand, so had some expectation...paiseh ;)

Come to think of it. It is my own fault. I went out with PA in the same black shirt for at least twice...or maybe thrice. Oops.

But sincerely, I guess you all could have easily bought something cheaper that I would like so much more. Haha. Hint: Simply enter Comics Connection LOL. (shld I bold this statement? :) Nevertheless, thanks a lot for the T-shirt... and I'm really running out of shirts lolx...cos almost all of them are too short...

Speaking of presents... I think i've ever tried or even thought of giving clothing as presents. Now come to think of it, it is a rather easy way out. After all, it is easy to see their taste from what they wear and no one can ever have too many pieces of clothing, can he/she? Also, recently just bought a few nice T-shirts at a rather affordable price. Hmmm...

Oh and I've decided what to give Vin lolx. Though I won't be saying exactly what now ^_^

And finally, the last thing I wish to talk about is As.

The timetable suggests that the war will be long... and using up all motivation (and naruto episodes) early on will result in me refusing to study at all just before the end. Unfortunately, my computing paper 2 lies on the last day---> 24th of Nov. S papers aside, the end would prove as important because of such papers. Whatever I do now, I cannot afford to start revision. There is simply no way I can study at all when I suddenly don't feel like it.

I mean... it's like how some people can't have repeated orgasms, eh?

And it definitely does not help that I cannot study with someone else around. It does not matter who the individual is. I might be able to do questions...but not without music to isolate my world. I am easily distracted...and quite highly addicted to my com. Too many obstacles stand in my way.

Examinations to me have always been like a war. My limited motivation is what would be supplies to the army. It is quite scary indeed now that everyone is mugging liao. But i shall continue to believe in myself, as I've always done. Confidence, to me, is something I've learnt to take for granted...

And soon, this lonely war shall begin ...

Cheers, to all who will face the 'A' levels...

I can almost smell the blood.

Some little stuffs...Part 1

2006-10-18T17:39:00.000+08:00

"Mugging is bad. It isolates; it deprives; it demoralises; it uglifies."

-Alice, MSN nick

Ok, despite a slightly cuter title, it is hardly difficult to notice this is another 'recently,..." entry. I guess such entries are a necessary evil... *oh well.

Just a few days ago was the farewell assembly at NJ. It would appear that the higher-ups are ignoring the floppages of the prelims and hoping for the best in As. The whole day was not worth mentioning, in fact.

It was undeniable that I would not be particularly upset about leaving NJ. Sure, I liked almost every part of malay dance (the people involved, the process...) but it remains that it was too physically tough then for me to be actually holding on to it with tears now. Next comes public address, which I kinda have difficulty missing since I've only been there for a short period of time. And lastly, my class, despite the recent improvements, holds more unpleasant memories than pleasant ones. (sadly)

There are however, more specific reasons to miss NJ. Certain individuals, mainly among those taking computing, those in PA, the teaching staff and obviously in MD would be missed, of course. Certain venues, like the canteen and the library will also stay in my mind for a while.

Recent days have been extremely slacky and there was little motivation to do anything at all. Have been on a rather weird streak in DOTA. It would appear I will never win games that I'm owning in...and I win games in which I'm flopping in. Oh well.

Decided to play Diablo II again. (I don't have the expansion sadly...) Despite the graphics which now look horrible, the gameplay remained superior to most games that are in the market now. Blizzard is actually not a very creative company if you think about it. Almost every ability in Starcraft and almost every spell in Diablo has its incarnation as a spell in Warcraft. Like Recall and Mass Teleport. Like Raise Skeleton and Raise Skeleton. Like Blizzard and Blizzard.(pun not intended:) Like Burrow and Burrow.(lol) The list goes on. It would appear that rehashing good stuff is a rather wise strategy in most cases. Hmmm...

We expect Starcraft II to have heroes. Like duh.

I mean, c'mon! How can ghosts continue to be a normal unit!?!?? Look at its abilities~

And Kerrigan will marry Arthas/Ner'zhul =D

Recently, I've also been trying out some new anime. I'm still stuck in Naruto fillers...and it is horrendously difficult to continue with them. It is however, rather comforting and nice to see Naruto enjoy himself in peaceful times. And so I tried Fate Stay Night. A quick stop at comics connection and wikipedia convinced me that such an anime will pwn. Moreover, both benny and yihang seem to think that the anime rocks. And so, I took another step to the....

The story of Fate Stay Night revolves about Masters and Servants.

*atmosphere darkens.

No, this is not about delicious maids and their oh-so-lucky masters. This is war. The reward being the Holy Grail, which will grant a wish to any individual who touches it. Masters are (usually) magicians and they will need to summon a Servant, which in this context is the spirit of a deceased hero, to fight for them. There will be melee carnage, magical duels and a harem of pretty girls awaiting. And the costume design simply rocks. Definitely a nice respite from fairytale-like Naruto and the ugly costumes within.

Did I mention it sometimes feel like a harem anime?

(to be continued...)

Haha!

2006-10-10T22:52:00.000+08:00

I guess I can consider this my Artpiece of the Year... well i usually draw something at the end of the year to conclude the year...well this is it for this year...

Behold!

What Exams Teach Us

2006-10-07T21:58:00.000+08:00

"Physics S was too easy"
- Me.

NJ physics S was too simple compared to the normal paper. The normal physics paper 3, in my opinion, boasted even tougher questions than those in the S paper, and in my case, was awarded with much less marks than the S paper.

Dewei got a 86! What the fuck? Qihan got an A I guess but not as spectacular.

Why are my friends so imbal? *shrugs

Though not entirely surprising, for I, who did not study due to my health floppages, was awarded just a few marks below A. How lame. I guess the paper was fun and worth doing though haha.

MC S still not returned. Oh well.

Anyway, back to the point of the entry. There are quite a few important lessons I learnt from this prelims...

1. The first paper will always be a flop. That is excluding GP as that was before the break. Last CT it was MC paper 1 and this time its computing. Just as well though. It would appear my brain needs to sorta warm up. To be honest, I have no idea how to counter this problem in 'A's.

2. Passion is the key to success. In times of exhaustion and emptiness, only passion can bring on the strength to continue and perservere. Passion is also that which causes the pain when one fails, or the euphoria when one aces. Oh. Before I forget, if anyone of you here happen to meet me after NS, do remind me never ever to take computing in university. haha. yes. That did mean I flopped computing this time around. To be honest, I think I felt much, much worse when Aeris died.

3. Must exercise. Not only will lack of exercise generate health problem, it also results in one being less alert and focussed. Think they told us that in primary school. Oh well. But most importantly it is to prevent one from being sick after exams and not being able to enjoy. Being sick after exams is like a tragedy lah.

4. The higher the stakes, the more fearful the heart. The more fearful the heart, the more careless the mind. To unleash one's full potential, there must be no fear and desire. The more one wants to get that A, the more one's future depends on the paper, the more mistakes could occur. And questions originally that are able to be tackled are seen as scary obstacles that are hard to overcome. Only when one treats everything with nonchalance, but still with respect and passion, can one succeed.

omfg that was too preachy. must be the haze. tsk.

Hmmm... that's about it haha.

Oh and I've been pestering people with SMSes recently. Paiseh hor....cos it gets lonely at home ya know...And I'm well ler. After seeing another doctor though haha.

Cheers.

Will I actually miss NJ?

Just a Random Day

2006-10-03T23:47:00.000+08:00

It started off lazily. The day, I mean. Had fun slicing and dicing in my PS3 in the morning.

Then came afternoon. Oh yah. There was a test. To be honest I was quite afraid of how I would fare. Whether I've prepared enough for it. Was I dressed too sloppily? At least I ditched the shorts and went for jeans.

Reached there and found a mass of people gathering outside the hall like how they did with banks when wall street crashes. Made me sweat a lot. Thought my hair gg liao. And what if I started to smell? omg.

Found my seat. Was the only one without anything. Like I've said, I've no book to open man.

Did the paper in a calm and concise manner. Think I'm starting to recover my exam-doing form. But of course this isn't the focus of the day.

Immediately after the paper I realised I totally forgot about transport. How are we going to get there? Previous bad experiences with the buses there left me stunned.

Thankfully u noe of a way. but i did feel quite embarrassed. haha.

On the bus. Somehow train or bus rides always feel exceptionally short. With you that is. Chatted. And I started ranting about that stupid physics paper. My sincerest apologies haha. Should never have started talkin abt mid terms~

Reached le. After I demonstrate how bad with directions I am. So phail~

Heng I realised that u didnt want to sit near the outside to eat. My insensitiveness can be quite gross sometimes. And heng the food wasn't too bad. But at first sit so close to that couple a bit weird sia. =x

but eating with u quite nice =)

and i din really plan anithin to do after tt. another phail. but also quite late ler. and u look kinda funny stopping urself from going into shops hahaha. i rmb we spent quite some time at that shop with a lot of ethnic and exotic looking stuff.

and omg i nvr expected you to have sensitive nose also! actually mine is rhinitis, not sinusitis. and one of my nostrils is much more blocked than the other=(

and i realised u were laughing like 90% of the time. though it prolly doesnt mean anything rite? hahaha

like last time, the train ride to sengkang felt short. But the journey home felt reeeeaaaally long. need to think of sth to do. next time.

if there is=)

Sick Fog

2006-10-03T11:55:00.000+08:00

"Acid spray should be nerfed!!!"

-DOTA enthusiasts, a few versions back.

This is actually the continuation of the previous entry.

No, this is not going to be about acid spray or alchemist.

Prelims soon ended and I started to fear that my body would collapse. After all, I always fall sick after major exams due to lack of exercise and over-exhaustion. It is highly seldom that I fall sick during exams for the adrenaline rush and exhilaration I get from them usually prevent me from falling sick. However, the moment they are over, there will be a sense of emptiness that will usually cause my downfall.

I decided I needed to exercise and went to a bball outing with old EL friends. It was good to see that Zhiwei had significantly become slimmer and Hongren looking more mature. (well, he got earholes!! Two on the left if I remember correctly. I would get them after NS i guess =)

But after that, I fell sick.

It could have been because of many things, but I don't really care about that now. It was particularly strange this time, for my stomach felt VERY weird but there was no diarrhea or pain. It did felt like flu...

I went to the doctor again... And all he(different one this time) could conclude was that I was about to break into a fever. I'm quite a sickly individual, and there are hardly illnesses I've not had before. This time felt very different though.

Now, I sit before the com feeling very weird. I'm still slightly tired, despite a lot of sleep, and my stomach continues to feel weird. I get seriously out of breath easily due to the fog...and sometimes i feel nauseus. (told you i'm expecting lolx) Haaaaaaaaaaais....

The main problem is it would be absurd to go to the doctor's now again cos there simply aren't serious symptoms. That 'slightly tired' feeling can't be described and there is NO PAIN in my stomach. Just a lot of fart and gurgly sounds. Guess I have to recover on my own.

Or maybe I've been drawing too much. Oh by the way, I created a deviantart account... it is not exactly easy to find, but those interested can go find cos I've no intention of publicising it yet =p

Oh, and tune in for the next entry, where you'll see the most gosu pencil fanart of juggernaut/blademaster!!

Cheers.

FUCK those people causing the fog!!!!

May you burn in hell for eternity~

Sick Shit

2006-10-03T11:08:00.000+08:00

"Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S"

-Hollaback Girl, Gwen Stefani

The weekend before physics S I woke up in the night and had the runs repeatedly. By repeatedly I meant like the way people spam their spells in -wtf dota, or how Naruto spams Kage Bunshin, or how Mr Ang from RV used to spam 'Alright'.

The 'runs' is actually quite an understatement. A better way of putting it would be peeing with your ass. And strangely, the water/liquid/whatever~ didn't felt acidic (meaning it doesn't sting your ass; diarrhea usually does) But anyway, I could probably fill 2 1.5 litres bottles that night.

Did I mention the pain in my stomach was omfgwtfbbq ghey? Seriously, I once thought only pain suffered by heart could really hurt...but apparently I was wrong.

Naturally, my horrified parents took me to a 24/7 doctor. The doctor hugely resembled Mr Chia (a very very sleepy one that is). The blur guy could not find out what is wrong and merely prescribed some stuff to stop diarrhea and the pain. To be honest I didn't blame him 'cause there was no fever or whatever or symptons. The pain simply came in short bouts.

Well, I guess I could call it food poisoning.

The rest of the night was a nightmare. The diarrhea stopped but the pain was still omfgwtfbbq ghey. (i refused the doc's offer for an injection as it would cost more) I could feel remains of food go through my intestines and stomach, causing pain along the way. I seriously felt like I was about to give birth...and it was 3 in the morning, meaning there was no one for me to message.

receiving your message later in the morning felt so comforting ;)

Eventually the pain subsided and i fell asleep. Recovery was fast, and I was soon in shape to do Physics S. (i'm having a gut feeling that it will be higher than my physics paper 3 =) That day after the paper I was greeted with banana-like shit that came out oh-so-smoothly and fell into the toilet bowl with a single 'plop' sound. It was music to my ears.

Shit never looked so good.

I'm back hoooooooooo~

2006-09-24T20:03:00.000+08:00

"I don't see much"
-Zatoichi

Ya, I totally feminised my blog =D I'm very pleased with the contrast it creates with previous designs, such as the meta-illidan one which scared off some of the female readers. As mentioned in earlier entries, the design usually reflects my mood during that period. I was rather proud of how hardworking i could be during the prelims, and would be satisfied no matter how the results turn out.

The main reason I did not update for such a long time was because it was too energy-consuming to do so. Time was not a problem, but energy and motivation, as the key factors to successful mugging, could not be compromised. Also, I concluded that not many would have the leisurely mood to view my sometimes nonsensical entries.

part of the reason was also cos i wanted to make sure hime-chan viewed the previous entry

=D

Mrs Tan's late(VERY late) bday present was a dvd of the movie Zatoichi by producer of Battle Royale Beat Takeshi. After a long series of repeated procrastinations, I finally watched the movie on my com earlier today. I've heard about the movie through FIRST magazine earlier in the year and was rather interested. The movie was weird by mainstream standards, but i appreciated quite a lot. There was a high dosage of blood, katana, kimono and dark humour. One wonders why I am not in the movie.

Speaking of birthdays, it is vincent's bday tml. Happy Birthday my dear ribena!! hahaha. My belated present will come eventually i guess, but definitely not tml haha. Oh and you want to see the letter rite. Don't worry. I put it up next entry :)

Now, time for some cool stuff on youtube. The following is for anyone who've ever stepped into a video arcade.

The Cool:

The Ridiculous:

And the this is for anyone who've played Soul Calibur. What an insane cosplayer.

And oh, i did not change my password from last time. I'll be coming up with a new one soon and change all my passwords(which would probably take a day) to make things more convenient. For the time being, as with the ebloggy one, all who knew the present password is welcome to make a guest entry here.

Cheers.

There will be moderation, when you believe =p

Why am I blogging now? Part 2

2006-08-29T16:41:00.000+08:00

"I HATE GP!"

- a random JC student

<--BEGIN English-->

Now, why am I still indulging myself in the leisures of blogging when the GP examination is just the next day? Do I wish to fail GP, consequently fail to get into a decent university and eventually pursue a career in out of keeping toilets clean? Do I wish to be a runaway in the education system?

A failed product?

As much as my rebellious alter-ego wishes to scream a "YES!!" that comes in large flaming Hollywood letters, the truth remains that there is still a part of me that wishes to belong the elite norm. So, for what reason did I blog this entry? (or these entries to be precise)

<--END English-->

<--BEGIN Singlish-->

Actually hor, juz wanna say some things to hime-sama lah... Telling u all those stuff tt day... u noe de day when i offered to send u home... wasn't exactly planned haha. I can nvr keep my own secrets very well hais. hey i reallie hope u r not too affected by wad i said hor....cos u didnt really respond...

when i said i not gonna ask anythin' of u... i meant it...at least when i'm conscious enough to be rational =D So basically don't let this affect ur prelims hor...

hey i also don't know y u wld feel inferior to others... i called u hime-sama not only because i admired u and was quite fond of u, but also because i respected u a lot for ur capabilities :) so jiayou hor!! and feel confident! haha...and thx 4 being willing to spend ur precious msges on me hehe...

prelims will be like...alright de!

hey u extras reading this like nobody's business! i didn't say can read hor... haha i juz realised sth...

i've not liked any1 tt is not an ex-rvian....tsktsk.. rv gals must beware sia...lolx..

<--END Singlish-->

<--BEGIN English-->

Suddenly, I ponder over the possibility of writing a love letter GP-style. That would be an awesome achievement. But, is it possible in the first place? Should such an abominal piece of writing be allowed to exist?

Of course, it is always intelligent to analyse the problem first.

Before we continue, we must first analyse what it is that makes a GP essay a GP essay.

1. There must always be a point of conflict, which is basically why the essay is written in the first place.
2. There is a thesis statement the writer must end up convincing the reader to be true after the reader finishes with the essay.
3. Thesis statement is supported with points of argument that are substantiated with examples.
4. It is an essay usually known only to the GP tutor (the only reader) and the writer.

Translating these into the context of a love letter, we have:

1. The only point of conflict is between love and not loving.
2. The writer must end up convincing the recepient that he or she likes her or him. (not neccessary respectively :)
3. The writer's love for the recepient is supported with seemingly irrational points substantiated with past experiences.
4. It is a letter usually known only to the recepient and the writer.

As one can clearly tell, the similarities between the two types of writing are simply too obvious. Why no one tried to write love letters this way remains a profound mystery that baffles even a professional such as yours truly. The benefits of writing your love letters in such a way are as shown below:

1. You show that you can do well in GP, and she would not need to worry about becoming the wife of a toilet cleaner one day.
2. Your points are coherent and explicit, and she can clearly see that you like her.
3. The rationale and logic behind your love oozes out from every line of the letter. It does not get more romantic than this.

Who can ignore such tantalising advantages? Love beckons to each and everyone of us teenagers whose hormones rage like nobody's business. We crave for the understanding and companionship of a someone we can hold so dear and close. The preliminary examinations are but a passing fad when compared to something as saintly and holy as love. Chuck your notes and tutorials aside and write your love letter ala GP-essay style to your crush!

In GP terms this simply means answering the following question:

"Do I love you?"
Yeah...and it's 'cause you are you :)
<--END English-->

Why am I blogging now? Part I

2006-08-29T10:15:00.000+08:00

"Singapore's Official State Religion: The Worship of Zeus"

-A certain joke from a certain forum.

<--BEGIN English-->

Once again, this blog will be greeted with an entry in totally flawless English. Not NJ Physics Department-esque 'English', not our beloved Singlish and definitely not 'Tham-style' English.

Just plain, pure and fresh English. By the way, if you cannot catch the joke above, perhaps one needs a little reminder. For instance, the most famous example of incurring Zeus' wrath involved someone by the surname of Chee.

Before anything else, I would like to mention that Adrian got injured in yesterday's PE lesson. A kick from Joe sent a ball right into Adrian's left eye (if i remember correctly). If any of you readers happen to have a soccer ball at hand, try to touch one of your eyelids with the ball. You'll notice that the ball, in order to hit the eye directly, must hit within a relatively small area.

Yes, I believe Adrian was very unlucky.

The last time I saw him, his left eye only saw a bright white light. It is rather frustrating, because during this term there were already others who were injured.

I refer to Meisee's entry for a slightly different perspective.

And all of this had to happen when our class is just starting to become a little more fun and united. Nearly all the guys are going for graduation nite (girls are not going mainly due to the rather high price to pay) and we mug together as a class as well.

Oh well. I'm still waiting for news to come.

On a much lighter note, NJ is going to have its celebration for Teacher's Day on Thursday. It is my personal concern that GP teachers will find themselves without too many gifts or cards due to the probably-going-to-be-super-tough GP examination tomorrow.

I'm not very sure what is actually going to happen, for the student council usually don't put in much effort to convince people to turn up. ( sam, are you reading this? I'm not saying that the celebrations themselves are not entertaining, but most of us don't really know what will happen on that day.)

Just a few moments ago, I chanced upon Jaslyn's entry.

Yes, I predict that the press will experience an occurence known only those dwelling in the anime world, an occurence usually characterized by an arguably large drop of sweat appearing conspicuously at the top right (usually) corner of one's head. MSN or SMS users will recognise such a phenomenon as -_-".

Despite being quite a pervert, I have no interest in seeing NJ students dress up in colourful tights and capes. (I personally prefer kimonos and sarees) That said, perhaps a fellow pervert might like to crash NJ, though I believe he would have difficulty obtaining a superhero costume that fits.

Note to particular pervert: I'm not sure whether SHE is dressing up as a superhero (Laughs out loud)

Note to others: Not sure who I am talking about? Just watch the tagboard for someone who exclaims that he is not a pervert.

Some cosplay would be nice though. A very good example of what happens when the right person cosplays as the right character would be this...masterpiece. Note: Examples of the wrong person cosplaying the wrong character are highly abundant in Google images, and most are simply too repulsive to be featured here.

Finally, we reach our main topic: Why am I blogging now?

IMPORTANT note: Writing for the sake of writing, like what I did above, will cause one to fail if one chooses to employ such a style in his or her GP paper. The author, myself, will not be responsible for any failure in the subject should he or she claim to imitate the oh-so-cool style as shown above.

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So many things to do, so lil' time

2006-08-20T21:48:00.000+08:00

"No one starts at the top of the world. Not you, not I, and not even god himself."

-Aizen Sousuke, Bleach

Haix...juz realised i haven't write concluding entry for PA yet... will be quite G.G if i actually attempt it now...simply not enough time...and inspiration haha...

now 4 a list of misc. stuff i've been busy with...

1. Xiao Ao Jiang Hu
Just finished the last book today. The story was super nice, except for the ending, which was not satisfying enough. Oh, it would be interesting to know tt Dong Fang Bu Bai is only physically in the story for a single chapter!(there are 40 chapters altgt) This is seriously kinda shockin' cos they actually made a movie based on him...hmmm. I seriously think he rocks though...absurdly powerful, insane and fights 3 pple at once...reminds me of Sephy lolx..

2. Writing achievements + testi
Got totally pwned by this one. Sure one does earn more when one is in a leadership position, but y does every1 need leadership qualities? Not to mention writing all this stuff takes a more than expected amount of time. sian lah... But considering i came to nj with the intention to slack, de things i've achieved r kinda impressive...all i need is good results now...haha

3. Computing Coursework
Finally ended last week. As much as there is reason to rejoice, there is also reason to despair as Fong and Lee resumes lectures. OMFG. Their lessons were the first i slept in, and considering tt i nvr once slept b4 in rv despite having mr chan for 4 years of geog, u'll realise how ownage these 2 are...

4. Quake 4
Nth much to be said. Juz a rather old FPS yihang lent me...They should seriously make less disgusting FPS...and make the characters and enemies more good looking. haha

5. Dota Fanfic: The Other Side of the Moon
In case u didn't realise, there have been several entries already. Realised my english kinda deteriorated, for it took quite long to churn out those stuff. Not to mention the pace's kinda slow. Oh and i did make a mistake by saying terrorblade got blinded by radiance haha(all demon hunters r blind)...editted it though...and also posted it on dota-allstars...

6. WG's ownage/Class Outing
Well, it was kinda like a class outing, considering more than 10 were from our class went to support him. our dear computing extraodinaire, weiguang, did wad he did best and wrote a song for a chinese songwriting competition. He himself, darren and dewei played the song while xian yong(i dunno de guy) sang. He sang quite well though. Anyway, weiguang pwned everyone, including that xiao yuan superstar guy(the winner tt is). Got a total of like 1000+ as prize money lah. was really happy for them when they announced the winner(lee weisong is judge leh!) TOTALLY OWNAGE!

7. Ouran Host Club
I won't recommend this anime for the...narrow-minded haha. It's about this gal who goes into this rich for super-rich kids. She had to cut her hair due to an accident and was mistaken for a guy by the 'Host Club' and asked to join. This club is an all-guys club whose main motto is to 'bring happiness to all gals'. (they do this by performin implicit yaoi acts or simply charmin de gals) The president of the club falls in love with the gal and all chaos ensue! Er ya, i do like this anime....its very funny :)

8. Mug
'Nuff said.

and...hime-sama if u r reading this... juz wanna say it's really nice msging u...and veh paiseh abt de poem lolx...hope i didn't scare u haha...jiayou for CTs!!

and Happy Birthday to duying!!

Cheers.

I will pwn life.

Chapter 3: Clash of Blades

2006-08-13T21:47:00.000+08:00

"Tell me your name, blademaster."

The orange orc with the burning blade ignored those words completely, his gaze wary and sharp.

Magini, otherwise known as Terrorblade, took in a deep breath and scanned his surroundings. Perched atop the gigantic abomination whose height he thought would be at least 15 feet, he was able to get a thorough view of the battle around him.

The blademaster had stopped moving to observe him, and so did the rest of the Sentinel. Further behind the blademaster, however, was a well-built human footman fighting with seemingly extraodinary strength. He held a shield adorned with a golden dragon head and his armour sported more ornate and complex patterns than the average human warrior. His sword was a simple claymore, but in his hands, was a terrifying executioner. Whole crypt fiends were sliced into half cleanly, and a small abomination had its head crushed into a bloody pulp by a thrust from his shield.

Yes, he would be a worthy opponent, mused Magini.

But first, he had to defeat the orc in front of him. He would need to act fast, for his human ally is fast approaching. He took a deep breath, and broke off his a portion of his own soul. The cloudy fragment dissipated from his body and swirled right in front of the decaying monster. Within a few seconds, the mist took shape and before long an exact replication of Magini himself materialised.

The orc gave a howl of surprise and immediately brought forward his unique blade to fend off the flurry of attacks from the winged night-elf. To his horror, another similar warrior was attacking the team of orcs and humans that were besieging the white collossal beast. All that could be seen were bright and rapid flashes of crescent-shaped blades, followed by orc and human blood spraying all over.

The blademaster immediately thought of the ancient orcish art of imagery. If that was the real one, then the one he is fighting would be a mere illusion that can be ignored, he thought.

The orc had barely enough time to consider other possibilities when the elf in front of him drew a thin red line of blood on his shoulder. Images or not, they hurt, he decided.

His opponent was extremely swift, and it was not to his advantage that he had only a single blade whereas his opponent had two. Baring his fangs and giving a bloodcurdling roar, the blademaster went into the offensive, his unsually bright blade transforming into a luminous hemisphere in front of him. The elf, before long, was slashed in the right knee and also his left shoulder. The chance for a killing blow finally showed itself to the battle-hungry orc and he made small leap, raising his blade for an overhead slash. His opponent was in a middle of a low slash with his right moonblade, while his left moonblade has been pulled all the way. There was seemingly no way for the night-elf to save himself.

The burning weapon sank right into the skull of the elf, and hot blood squirted into the cool night air.

The blademaster's eyes recoiled in horror as it dawned upon him. Upon leaping, he noticed that the actual night-elf was nowhere to be seen, leaving the ugly monstronsity finishing up the rest of the Sentinels. Being airborne, all he could do in time was a kick to propel himself away.

Suddenly, the half demon vaporised into a cloud, and before the mist dispersed came a flash of steel. A gnashing pain swept over the orc's chest and soon his back hit the dust below him. Hardened battle instincts kicked in, and with a skillful flip, the orc was several feet away from his enemy. The mist gathered around Magini and returned to his body.

"Very impressive, blademaster." Unlike the images of orc blademasters, Magini's clone comprises a portion of his soul, and instead of being just a mere illusion, is a weaker version of himself. Upon being dealt the killing blow, the torn soul would return to Magini. The blademaster obviously did not know all of this, but was able to react in time to save himself. If not for his kick, he would have been severed in half.

Yes it was very impressive for an orc, he thought to himself.

The orc stood up straight, proud and eyes shining with the passion for battle. A bloody gash ran across his chest diagonally, but the blademaster showed no signs of pain.

"The name is Yunero. You would do well to remember that."

Magini grinned devilishly in appreciation, only to be shocked by the orc's next move. He had leapt forward to close the gap, and holding his blade out horizontally, the blademaster started turning himself. His speed increased at an alarming rate and soon small pieces of rock were shooting from the ground below him. It was as if the air itself was trembling in fear. The luminous blade spun into a thick bright line of white light and Magini could barely keep his eyes on the blinding tornado.

As if that was not enough of a threat, a sudden roar, so deep and powerful, thundered in the background. With that, a figure leapt over the storm that is the orc and rushed immediately into battle. Magini instantly recognised him as the strong human he spotted earlier and took a step back.

"BEGONE DEMON!!! Davion is here!" Taking a deep breath immediately after his yell, the human sprouted a searing wave of flame onto Magini and the abomination from his mouth. Stunned by the events that are unfolding before him, Magini took a leap back.

However, the abomination remained to be unfazed by the turn of events and gave a tortured shriek in reply.

"ME NOT DEMON!!! ME PUDGE!!!" The abomination growled in anger, showering saliva all over. All on the battlefield was thoroughly stunned, for abominations are supposed to be mere mindless, walking heaps of decaying flesh. Clearly, this one not only has the ability to think for itself, but also has the heart to feel.

With that, the furious monster charged forward at a speed so terrifying the ground started shaking violently. No one expected a beast of such mass to move at such a speed. Magini, recovering from his shock, followed behind in full speed.

Davion scowled in disgust and gripped his shield tightly, bracing himself for what would probably be the worst battle he ever fought.

Chapter 2: Beyond battles

2006-08-11T20:12:00.000+08:00

"Farewell, Brother. May we meet again... and not as enemies..."

The words echoed in his mind as his vision started to blur. The figure in front of him had fixed a solemn gaze upon him and now is slowly turning away.

Away from his home and his family.

Away from his heritage and his race.

Away from his friends.

Away from him.

The feeling was unbearable. The emptiness that seemed to become all that dwells in his heart, threatened to overwhelm him completely. Why did all of this have to happen? If only he had not met the necromancer... Maybe if...

"Magina... wake up! Are you alright?" A soothing voice called out from nowhere.

The young demon hunter woke up and his blurred vision became darkness. His sense of magic slowly started to return and his surroundings gradually became illuminated to him. His mind instinctively scanned the surroundings for any demonic presence and was relieved when all he found were his allies. It did not take much effort to recognise the person in front of him.

"Rylai... What happened? Have we been defeated?"

"Not quite, night elf...the Scourge has gone and we managed to kill Atropos. The creature of darkness, in his fear for u, spent his last ounce of energy sending you into a deep sleep. However, in his momentary pause, our handsome half-blood was able to seize the chance and deliver a fatal blow... "

"Ah Davion... He is alright I presume? Along with the others?"

"I believe so. He, along with the blademaster and the trio of insane goblins have left to attack the northern outpost. I...stayed behind..."

For a moment, there was a long silence as Rylai looked away. The night-elf was at a loss of words, and could only manage to look at his comrade in gratitude. He has grown to be sensitive to others since losing his brother ten years ago. Then, both of them had yet to perform the blinding ritual and were more or less enjoying the serenity after the horrible war. Thinking back, he realised that his brother always had a constant sense of dissatisfaction, and it was partially his fault for failing to notice it.

Just two years ago, news of the Lich king rising again petrified the whole of Azeroth. The Scourge have been inactive for the previous six years then, and has accumulated a terrifying amount of troops and resources. The night-elf was almost sure of their own defeat until a human spy arrived with information of what actually transpired.

It would appear that despite all that has happened to Arthas Menethil, a portion of his former self lay asleep deep within the core of his undead body. This consciousness was awaken when the Lich King was one step away from eradicating all of humanity from Azeroth and seized control. Kel' Thuzad had to restrain his body in the frozen throne while a mental battle of will took place between the prince and the monster. It was only recently that the Lich King could gain control for a period long enough to convey his orders.

Furion, who went into a deep sleep after healing the devastated world tree, was immediately called upon. The wise druid immediately saw a fighting chance in the upcoming battle and messengers were sent all over the world, drawing allies from every continent and race. Their mission was simple. The frozen throne will be destroyed and Arthas will be cleansed of his inner demon. Without their leader, the violent nature of the Scourge will eventually cause its own destruction.

The Scourge was soon at the doorstep of the night-elves' homeland, and a chaotic battle ensued. A stalemate was eventually reached and neither side seems to be progressing. Heroes, of both good and evil, of various origins had poured into the battle since then. Victory for either side seemed to be quite an impossibilty just yet. Young and eager to prove himself, Magina was confident that he would make a difference in the battles to come.

Night was falling.

"Let us join the battle, Lady Crestfall."

The frost-mage blushed slightly and turned away yet again. Raising her exquisite staff, she adjusted her hood and swept the dirt off her cloak.

"Of course. You know... Magina, you are free to call me by-"

The demon hunter was nowhere to be seen. A sudden wave of panic swept across her, her eyes frantically searching the vicinity.

Magina was already on his way to join battle, a hundred metres away and running. The night-elf was indeed enthusiatic, she thought to herself as she noticed a flash of bluish energy from his moonblades. Exasperated, the mage resumed her cool composure and started a slow jog after him, her eyes cold and aloof once more.

She stopped after a few steps though, and reached for something by her ear. There was a sweet scent that had suddenly emerged.... Her fingers came into contact with a silky, yet rough texture.

Warmth and passion relit her eyes as she took out the flower and kept it within a compartment within her cloak. Unable to stop herself from smiling, she picked up speed and raced after Magina.

OMFG it's really the end!!!

2006-08-10T16:13:00.000+08:00

"If one fails, all fail."

The Keymaker, The Matrix Reloaded

Now on to the 'leftovers'...haha

Note that the previous entry featured the excos first...sorry to say that I can't really remember exactly who take which post now...(cos during the discussion got change quite a lot of times) AS such, this is not by any order de.

*Yawns...looks like this is gonna take a long time...

Duying: Think u r really capable and sorry 4 using the term 'chiong' on u the other time... Pple like me have no drive and ambition de, so u must understand haha. Think u'll do really well as secretary! And...think u r really cute and haf such a smile! Must continue smiling hor~ and must msg me haha...

Sam: Haha u r like so suited to be lignum house captain cos u r so much like the colour orange...(i shan't elaborate how:) Think u can juggle ur council duties and dance very well, so don't worry abt tt if u r... Guess we did talk on a couple of occasions and i must say it was pretty enjoyable haha.

Fur: Haha confession time :) When i first stepped into malay dance and saw u, i had difficulty tearing my eyes off u. Tsktsk... Really think u r super chio haha...and mature i guess, considering i tot u were 1 of the seniors lolx. Only started talking with u a little more often this year i guess... eh realised u walk in a very unique way leh...hmmm...is tt the secret to dancing well? haha... and oh, congratulations on ur presidency =) GWH FTW!!! hahahaha...

Weeteng: Haha...u dun look like the type tt is shy leh...but don't know y ur face so easily red. (note: i'm colour blind to red. If i can see it means tt ur face is super red when u blush =) And ur rendition of Mrs Tan is like super sexy haha...

Xiaoying: Hah u can weeteng can make up the singapore flag =D Also very pretty! haha guess it would be kinda unnecessary to say now that MD got a lot of eye candy. Wish u all the best as vice president in the days to come =D

Jo: Hey thanks for the super-funny, super-ownage skit!!! Also a nice person to talk to...though a bit crazy at times... Though like all craziness, it is entertaining haha... I may be wrong, but it appears u like darkness..in a positive light of cos.... and very sorry 4 the times when i made fun abt ur height...

Yingjie: haha ur rendition of me was kinda unique lolx.... also must apologise for pretending to be..erm...someone else...when i first added u to msn... I believe u r quite capable and would do well in the exco. Jiayou in dance and be more cheerful :)

Yanjun: Ur way of walking also kinda remind's me of fur's... don't think i hav too many chances to interact with u but my impression of u is a motherly figure that cares for her friends very well! sorry if u took it as an insult...also pls don't cry if u make a mistake during the dance....if i cried 4 every single mistake i make during the dance there wld be a swimming pool of tears haha..

Cat: haha u look blur to me but i guess u aren't rite? lolx...like sam, u also seem to juggle council and dance very well haha... jiayou in dance!!

Minh: Heard tt u r a straightforward person. Hence, i shall be honest and tell u tt i dun at all agree with ur appointment as an exco member. But i do hope u can change my mind. Tt aside, u come across to me as a quiet but intelligent person. And funny as well, when u want to :)

Wilbert: Quite a mad man, even by IP standards. Thanks for all the memories u've given us...*points to the list in the first entry. Ur rendition of xianglong is like super excellent hahahaha... (maybe cos ur shifu has so many things to be suaned abt...) Hope to see ya around haha...

Sania: Hmmm...sorry nothing to say...except maybe that i understand y u wanna grab nani haha...

Gwen: The games that u were in-charge of were super fun and yah that's all oops..

Syamil: Nice to noe u!! Ur wax figurine was very nice! Thanks for bringing us so much fun! Think u r very intelligent and sociable... personally, i think u will become president if u successfully get into MD next year...then again, that's just me haha...

Hahs...finally finished....

yah...

it's really the end...

Wad de F***? It's really the end?

2006-08-09T22:28:00.000+08:00

"We really need boys!!"

-Mrs Marianne Tan

To generalise everything and give an overall message to the whole CCA or whole batch would be lame and ...pointless. As such, shall go 1 by 1 haha :) Thank goodness its a small CCA.

Qihan: Lameness. The day I need to communicate with him via a blog will be a very sad day. Haha

Nani: Really enjoyed our dirty talking haha. That night(training camp i think) when we stayed over to play cards was really memorable haha. Bleh don't think we would have the chance again. In my opinion u did very well as vp and good at starting things up! Lastly, ur poem was super! I almost cried, and considering that i've never cried in front of others since don't know when, that was very impressive haha. Oh and i think u r very pretty :)

Yana: Very nice person! At least we interacted more during angklung and harmoc concert haha! As for the bling bling that I'm gonna wear during grad night(if my class actually gets down to booking) well...haven't really decided yet haha! There is a high chance I may be wearing a half a metre long wallet chain lolx! And u look super radiant on photos!

Ernie: So feminine and pretty! Should go and slim down lah! And thanks for always msging me on time for the practices and etc.

Dinie: Hooooo~ MD without u will be like so much less fun than it is lah! Ur ability to try stunts with such guts is so admirable! Pain i guess to u has no meaning haha. Many thanks for the many laughters u brought... and u r super capable as well i guess. Think u'll grow up to be a wonderful person like ur father... (hey i'm seldom wrong at judging others :)

Fadhli: Ah still remember the times when we discuss gundam seed destiny! and bleach! U and dinie make up quite a dynamic pair sia! U also showed urself to be very capable hehs... Hmmm wonder who u like haha....think u would make a sweet boyfriend haha(though i think u should be a little more macho haha)

Weishyuan: Didn't have much chance to interact with u bleh. U made MD very fun also, with ur crazy antics and well...kissing yana haha..and u dance move in a very feminine manner...expecially at IRIR nite!

Sarah: Aiyah also didn't have much chance to interact with u leh. U r also kinda cute...but a bit thin bah.... Should eat more lah! And don't be so shy! Ur solo also very nice!

Pangwei: Remember many times when i was with u during MD. Or even in PA. Still remember the time when we cooked the egg? Oops that was in PA. You should have told me to join earlier mah hais. Anyway, u dance very well and also very dilligent! And...don't be too bothered about people saying u too quiet...must believe that ur way is the right way! Must jiayou for ur studies hor! Think u can do it de lorh...(to be honest i didn't think u deserve to drop FM...oh well)

Xianglong: Hehs like u a lot sia...hmmm wonder who u went out with that night haha... A very fun person and has lots of cool stuff under his sleeve. Should probably go on in life to achieve big stuff i guess! A pity he did not join earlier haha!

Hmmm....still got the 'leftovers' (aka J1s and IPs) Oh well. Shall continue after a quick bout of yihang's quake 4. Haha later~

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The End?

2006-08-09T20:22:00.000+08:00

"Watashi wa....omoide ni wa naranai sa!"

- Sephiroth, FF7 Advent Children

Where should I even begin?

The final dance?

Strangely, i found it hard to write anything interesting. Fortunately there's ferleen haha...

The chalet... well..maybe certain things are worth talking about, but definitely not a whole description.

Nominees for the top 5 most memorable events:

1) Nani's super touching poem.

2) Qihan's ridiculously long( and weird) speech.

3) Me reading out "Fuck" in front of Mrs Tan.

4) Pangwei making a speech of sorts(sorry couldn't resist:)

5) Qihan and Wilbert making gay actions together.

6) Wilbert leading the "Sexy" cheer as the group leader.

7) Singing of nation-loving songs in the public aloud by a group of ....erm...patriots.

8) Wilbert shouting "YES!!!!" and raising his hand when he 'won' in a game of eight-grade pigs.

9) The ridiculous dog-and-bone aka dancers-and-jelly game.

10) Me being raped by the whole of Luqman's team in candle-light warfare.

11) Syamil's very well-made wax statue.

12) Dinie massaging his father.

13) Luqman's karaoke session.

14) Syamil shouting into Mrs Tan's ear as a forfeit.(for syamil lolx) in a game.

15) The J1s super-funny, super-ownage skit.

16) The Dasuki brothers beat-boxing...sometimes with Xianglong.

17) The large chalet in itself(possibly the biggest chalet anyone's ever been).

18) Mr Patrick Tan and Mr Tan chatting like they are best friends(LOL)

19) Plastic disposable cups burning like crazy.(mine burnt out totally).

20) Five generations of Malay Dance members appearing all at once.

Well, the bolded ones are the ones I would vote for lolx...and for the full description of the chalet which I'm lazy to do, will HOPEFULLY be done by ferleen, duying, yana or maybe even nani haha...

Now for what should have been the postcard. Due to space constraints, I simply wrote as much as I could, missing out on some things that should have been there. Also, there are some things I wish to give to some people, but due to my busy schedule I couldn't get them out in time. Oh well, I guess there are still many chances.

First of all, there are many I wish to thank.

As much as I disagree with some of the decisions she makes, I would still like to express my sincerest gratitude to her. I don't know, but she could have been the main reason I joined Malay Dance. ( right till now I remain...confused as to why I joined). I'm also very thankful for her tolerance with me, considering my spectacular floppage in dance. Sometimes, I think she is contradicting herself...though i guess it would be hard to reach certain compromises, and I believe she made the right choice on most occasions. But of course, she obviously doesn't need the ego boost and so I shall leave it up to fate whether or not she reads this. Haha.

Cikgu, for being so good-tempered and... nice. Heard that he used to be rather bad-tempered...thank goodness I didnt meet him then. He made practices cool, effective and full of humour. And thank you for having such entertaining and good-natured sons haha.

Marco and Luqman. For showing patience in me. I'll never forget the first practice, or them for the matter, even after the steps they taught faded in time. Somehow, the both of them together make very good coaches. Hais. It's been a long time since I last saw Marco.

My batch. For being so tolerant towards my floppages and for giving encouragement ever so often. Yah I know it's kinda vague here but shall elaborate later haha.

Many of my friends asked me why I joined Malay Dance. It doesn't make much sense actually, considering I can hardly dance, am not a malay and came to NJ with the desire to slack. It is pointless to discuss the reasons now, but perhaps my fellow chinese friends can ask themselves "Why not?". After all, I can't think of a valid reason not to try it out. Unless one considers cowardice or peer pressure. Oh well.

Hmmm now on to a slightly more sensitive topic. To be honest, I was quite shocked and well, disappointed, to know that I wasn't in the exco. Much of the dissatisfaction had faded away into nothingness though, and I barely remembered how I felt then. It was only until recently when I had to write my own testimonial that some of the dissatisfaction returned. (I do not understand why everyone needs to have leadership qualities. I'm born to do things alone lorh) That being said, I do understand why I wasn't in that time but i guess the feeling can't really be dispelled like this.

On a more important note, for those who failed to get into the exco or failed to get the position they wanted, it doesn't necessarily reflect your capability as a student. It is more of looking at the bigger picture and making the best out of the various jigsaw puzzles one have. Hope no one is too sad about this year's handover and for those that didn't get in you should try to get some post somewhere. (college provides quite a number of opportunities actually)

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Chapter 1: Beneath the Moonlight

2006-08-05T21:16:00.000+08:00

Blood dripped from the moonblades.

Like crimson tears from Elune herself.

The dark clouds blanketed the Earth ever so easily. No matter how much we try to overcome the darkness night brings,we will always be overwhelmed by the darkness that is limitless.

For within us, darkness is our true essence.

Since the defeat of the outcast demon-hunter Illidan, Prince Arthas went on a full-scale invasion against the whole of Azeroth, wiping out a large number of what is left of the humans and the night elves. Just as he nears the outskirts of the last city of the human race, the Undead Prince went out of control and started attacking his allies, seemingly to be completely out of his mind. His army was slowly being decimated by the crazed prince when a sudden energy burst from his own battle helm sent him unconscious. The Scourge was without their leader for months before Kel'Thuzad the Lich was called back from Lordaeron to take temporary command of the army. The Lich led the army back to Northrend at once, and for a long whilethere was little activity within the Scourge. A year later, the Lich had taken full control of the Scourge and sealed the still unconscious Arthas into the frozen throne. Many of those loyal to Arthas believed that the Lich had staged a mutiny, and countless generals and warriors left the Scourge.

One such general, a necromancer, took with him a fragment of Kil'Jaeden's claw that was discovered when Arthas smashed the Frozen Throne, and was never seen again.

Magini felt for the ever-burning fragment at his hip. The claw fragment was about the size of his whole thumb, and appeared to be merely the tip of the entire claw, suggesting that Kil'Jaeden himself would have been an extraodinary giant in most rights. His master, the necromancer, was fleeing from his Undead pursuers when Magini met him.The necromancer, injured and dying, was nothing more than a frail and old human then. The hot-blooded demon-hunter jumped into the fray and after a drawn out battle, dispatched all of the pursuing ghouls and crypt -

Suddenly, a large explosion sounded from afar, waking Magini from his own memories. Leaving his tent, he was disgusted to see limbs of ghouls and treants splattered all over the area.

A young necromancer rushed up to him, trembling.
"My lord, the Sentinel have... launched an attack at our outpost in the North. Will we battle my lord?" The young human's raspy and cowardly voice stung the ears of Magini.

The demon-hunter ignored him and went back to his tent, returning with his pair of humongous moonblades.The moonblades gleamed in the moonlight, the runes and elvish designs appeared extraodinarily beautiful in the horror that was the Scourge camp. The young necromancer, not knowing what to do, placed himself in his superior's path.

"I presume we are going to battle my-"

With a flash of moonlight and a splatter of blood, the necromancer's head have been severed from his body. Magini flicked the blood onto the grass and continue his slow march towards the north outpost. The rest of the Undead army cleared a wide and fearful path for him.

Tonight, these blades will drink blood that flows like a river, he mused to himself.

After all, they do not call him Terrorblade for nothing.

The short march to the outpost was uneventful. It was obvious their general was in a bloodthirsty mood, and all moved aside as he passed through. The sound of battle grew louder and louder, calling him forth.

Upon reaching the site of devastation, the corrupted Night-elf immediately felt the scent of gun powder invading his nostrils. It was apparent that the Sentinels now have the aid of the goblins, but what actually took place, he had no idea.

The bloody and steaming battlefield was now filled with a large number of treants, Night-elves, orcs and humans. Amongst them were several groups of ghouls, most of which are on the brink of defeat. Another group of Abominations and creep fiends were holding their ground at the base of the Spirit tower. A constant wailing of lost souls from the tower sounded over the symphony of battle cries and flesh tearing.

But his attention was drawn to a single abomination further out in the enemy lines, a monstrosity so enormous and horrifying to behold. Like all other abominations, its body is a horrible conglomerate of fallen warriors, allies and enemies alike. All of the flesh has decayed to a whitish hue, and gives off a stench that clouds the air.

The moster was surrounded by at least a dozen of human soldiers and another half a dozen of orc grunts. In the middle of the monster's belly was a gaping mouth lined with rows and rows of bloody fangs of various shapes and sizes.

And in that mouth then lay half an orc.

Fear was written all over the eyes of the humans and the orcs. They treaded gingerly around it, waiting for a opening to deal a fatal blow. The abomination was like-minded, surprisingly, and its numerous foreign limbs wandered about in the air with their various weapons, poised to defend.

Suddenly, amidst the chaos surrounding the stalemate, a resounding roar was heard. Following that, a streak of flying blood and bodies slowly edged its way towards the anaglam of body parts. Pushing his allies aside, an orange blur appeared in front of the abomination before it could react. In the next instant, the orange blur was in airborne, overhead its target.

The demon hunter, like all others, has blinded himself at a certain point in his training. The ritual was an important one, for the magic within them would open up a whole new realm of senses once their vision is lost. As a result, not only are his other senses heightened, Magini is able to use his magical sense to inspect all around him in detail. Due to this magic originating from the demons themselves, demons will exhibit a certain scent only obvious to users of such an art.

Ahh. An orc blademaster, Magini muttered to himself. At the instant when the blademaster hung in midair, Magini had the chance to observe his enemy in detail. There were little traces of magic within the orc, and he appeared to be hardly amoured. However, his blade caught his attention. It was enamating energy all over, burning up the air around it and stinging his senses. The whole weapon was probably as bright as the Sun itself, and would blind the eyes of those who had a clear view of it, he thought to himself.

The blademaster barely fell a few feet before a loud clang of blades echoed throughout the battlefield. Magini had appeared on the shoulders of the monster, his left moonblade blocking the blow and his right pulled back. In the next moment Magini had slammed his right blade into the glowing sword, sending his opponent flying into the darkness.

The orc landed gracefully, lifting his head to reveal a glare so intense it appeared stronger than that of his weapon.

Magini stretched his gargoyle wings out in full and gave a growl in response. Raising his moonblades and keeping a foot on the abomination, he was an ominous shadow against the moonlight, striking fear into all of his enemies.

"Tell me your name, blademaster."

Testimonial :)

2006-08-03T21:08:00.000+08:00

Alan 'Crazy' Goh was mistakenly admitted to XXXXXX Junior College in January, 2005, to pursue the 2-year Singapore-Cambridge GCE 'A' Level course in the science stream after thinking he failed 'O' level Social Studies. The subjects he offers at 'A' Level are Mathematics C, Further Mathematics, Physics and Computing Science. General Paper, like all other unfortunate JC students, is offered at 'AO' Level and Physics and Mathematics C are offered at 'S' level.

Student exhibits a high standard of English as shown in his unmatched prowess in correcting the seemingly endless grammatical errors in the speech of Physics teachers. Level of sarcasm possessed by student is horrifying and few survive his piercing words. Student is also highly skilled in engaging in other activities such as drawing, sleeping, using the phone or doing assignments during lessons without detection.

Being crazy and horny in nature, student usually include colourful Hokkien and words with sexual connotations in his speech. Student is also extremely courageous and bold, as seen from his acts of blatantly speaking on the phone during civics lesson. Furthermore, student has an obscenely high amount of endurance and will-power, such that he has the ability to stay awake in computing lectures most of the time. Lastly, student has more than once successfully escaped Bukit Timah Prison through an incredible ability in climbing gates. Such is his ownage.

Upon joining the college, student joined the Malay Dance society and successfully produced ten gallons of perspiration as part of 'Save the Water Campaign'. His dance moves resemble those of one suffering from muscle spasms, and coupled with his resemblance to a drug addict, amuses everyone greatly. Such contributions are perhaps unprecedented.

It must be forewarned that student will reveal his true self when in fatigue. As mentioned earlier, student is crazy and horny by nature. Hence, when in fatigue, level of sarcasm, bluntness and horniness increases.

Student is keen to criticise and none in the community will be spared. Student also has a keen eye, especially in spotting good-looking females. Due to his artistic talents and horny nature, student will have a bright future as a pornographic artist.

tired...

2006-07-24T21:18:00.000+08:00

"CASS is such a nice girl!!! and cass is pissed off by a qian bian
classmate"

-cass

Hehe...i've indeed kept to my word, didn't I?

Haix...currently results are dropping like crazy. Think my parents will freak out when they see the results bleh. Feel so tired nowadays. Wonder actually what the scenario would be when dance eventually ends...

Oh by the way, in case anyone thought I bought a new computer just because the old monitor departed, u r hopelessly mistaken. My old computer crashed the very next day after my new one arrived, and I was only able to save my text files.

Though that was kinda fortunate...typing my physics notes again is a nightmare.

Now for the first time I wonder to myself whether I can actually make it. Since primary school, I've always guaranteed my parents (my father specifically) that no matter what happens he'll have things to hao lian about... in exchange for not telling me to go study blah blah blah...

Maybe it is still too early to say that A levels will flop...but prelims looks like it sure gonna. Haix...study for so long...pia for 11 years ler...kinda tired....very tired...

Is it worth it?

Whatever the answer is, I don't really give a damn.

After all, I'm merely fighting for my pride.

Everything else is just for fun.

Cheers.

Very busy...zzz

2006-07-19T18:13:00.000+08:00

Just got a new monitor, as the old CRT has met its maker. Going to get a new com soon as well.

Been busy with stuffs lately, not to mention must start mugging soon, so hasn't and won't be blogging for some time....

PA camp day 3 will be posted at a much later date, probably after Malay Dance present exco step down. This is so that i can conclude both ccas together.

And also, here are the neos we took at the ice-skating PA outing.

Set 1
Set 2

hais...tata for now......~

PA Training Camp 2006: Day 2

2006-06-18T21:31:00.000+08:00

Second day only involved 2 hours of sleep lolx... i could feel myself slowly going crazy and spouting nonsense. But that's normal....so on to the AMAZING RACE!!!

Each team had to plan their routes...but there was a slight problem. They were only given clues that they might or might not be able to decipher. Hence the routes were all pretty f***ed up to say the least. Here are the places:

1) Esplanade
2) Paragon
3) Man Utd Shop
4) Specialist Centre
5) Clarke quay
6) Sim Lim Square
7) Hmm anything i missed?

To be honest I can't really remember my group's route ler...but my group consists of:
Xiuhui, Jialin, Cassandra, Dhika and Ray Chuan. Not exactly a very fun group...but they kept running and chionging...and we j2s have no choice but to run. To a certain extent i was quite surprised...but yet happy that they at least do care. However, due to our f*** up route and nobody being familiar with the buses(especially clarke quay area), the group took several stupid detours. hais...

End up we reached nj rather late zzz.

And then there was de barbeque... quite a unique one...Seriously maybe the school should consider renting out the site as a chalet of sorts... can help to earn all the money the principal wants.

The j1s were told to set up an outdoor system to facilitate the watching of movies in the linkway(OMFG rite?) The most ridiculous thing I observed was that the whole j1 batch was deployed to set up the outdoor screen. -_-'' Guess none of them wanted to be left out bah.

The bbq, however, was set up by the j2s. Or should I say the non-training com. Bleh. We koped 9 bricks from the excuse of a garden beside I & E hub. To be honest it was quite successful. My fire actually worked...with some help from sam. Perhaps I can only work with aluminium trays(the last time i succeeded was at 2F chalet using aluminium trays with Lenette. Rmb we caused the glass below to break? lol)

There were tons of food..surprisingly a large amount of food was finished...maybe cos there were a large amount of people(including the grand seniors who came.)

The movie showing was "Just like heaven". Which turned out to be quite nice despite my dislike for romantic comedies. But it's prolly not worth the 8-9 bucks bah...Hmm...

The show ended and was followed up with "Flightplan" at which point I decided that sitting down was too boring. I got up, wandered about and looked around. The juniors were slowly taking over the BBQ pits...while most of the seniors were talking with the grand seniors. Haix...suddenly felt lonely...maybe i shld i haf joined earlier...

right from the start...

Anyway, right after that...was ray chuan's interview. Boring i must say. Can't someone say more drama stuff? haix...=P

Then dear elton led us j2s all up to the...balcony-like place where the school crest is. There he had prepared two steamboats for us to enjoy. There were candles all around and a spotlight to create a oh-so-romantic atmosphere. Though admittedly there wasn't much food left. Then boss and co started to count the votes from the J1s.

Then a super long discussion over who should be in the exco started.

Think i talked too much...sorry guys...some more i'm juz a junior member haha... Though admittedly all the crap didn't change much of our decisions. Except for 1. Hmmm...

[to be continued...i hope=S]

PA Training Camp 2006: Day 1

2006-06-18T20:20:00.000+08:00

"If i said that you have a nice body, would you hold it against
me?"
-Taken from ferleen's nick =)

Hmm...the quote doesn't always have something to do with the entry =D

For some stupid reason, i''m feeling kinda tired and thus there's zero motivation to mug. And due to repeatedly trying to use uncommon heroes in Dota, i've been owned multiple times today.
Hence i've decided to blog about the camp, lest i forget too much details abt it.

In trying to cover the details of the camp(from what I know lah...too bad training com lolx), I won't be too flowery or funny with my language, so bear with it...

The Games

The first game was kinda like trying to mutate captain's ball into quidditch, with rather weird results. We tied hula hoops to the structure below the basketball hoops and supplied hundreds of water bombs to be used by the beaters. There was even the snitch, which is basically a ping pong ball held by a J2.

The game turned out to be unexpectedly tiring due to the lack of players. (a total of around 14 j1s did not turn up)

It also turned out that the J1s did not really know each other very well, so it started to become rather...boring. This game was unfortunately a flop. Oh well.

The second game was basically super disgusting station games. There were 4 stations:
1) Caterpillar
2) String theory
3) Spaghetti
4) Jacob's ladder + Raise the pail

No. 4 was kinda uninteresting and...No.1 was just the whole team in a position such that they look like they are f***ing each other's asses and their hands will form the legs of this 'caterpillar'. And they have to move around picking straws zzzz.

No. 2 deserves some mention though, despite me not being able to see it for myself. Simply put, there is a rafia string that is threaded through their sleeve and behind their back and out from the other sleeve. The whole team is thus threaded together. All they have to do is pass an object which is threaded onto the string through the whole team.

The objects include polo mint, packets of chilli, kiwi and toothpaste.

Now I must mention that I was feeling guilty for the whole day for thinking of using kiwi. Not to mention I bought the kiwi. Haix. Fortunately, the guilt was dispelled later after seeing the faggotry acts of a J1.

Hmm as for the Spaghetti game, it was the game i was in charge of. Basically a couple have to go through obstacles. Sounds simple?

A photo here would explain things.

There used to be a photo in this space. The new boss of PA ordered me to remove it cos she's very shy=)

Now who are they? I don't think anyone can recognise the girl is Shihui, so it would be best to keep my mouth shut. The guy most of the people here don't recognise him, so it will be pointless to say that it is Ruijie.

Anyway you if look closely u can spot the uncooked spaghetti in between them. Their team mates will guide them through as they are blindfolded. If the spaghetti breaks, the longer piece will be taken and the game will continue =D

Hmmm...is the blindfold a handicap or an aid? What do u guys think?

=D

OMFG i also don't know y I'm so long winded...haven't finish the 1st day... Well... for the night trail...which is the last game...

I was in charge of this humongous pool of detergent and flour and eggs lah. And I waited super super long before anyone appeared. Sian lah...don't think any of the j1s would appreciate it haix... would they know that my once smooth and soft palms are now rough from moving so many canteen benches? Would they know the effort we took to dry the canvas?

Should have made them all CRAWL through it. And I didn't even have my revenge on Shihui(should have brought some salt and pepper yah?) cos was still feeling rather guilty then. That was until a certain J1 simply refused to get into the pool, despite being blindfolded. And his whole team was inside ler lah.

A fag, he is.

The rest of the trail involved toothpaste =S, confined spaces and the j2s bullying the j1s lolx.

[to be continued..]

Interesting Stuff

2006-06-11T12:59:00.000+08:00

I've decided that blogging about the recent outings(seen heeren 4 times in a week...) would be rather boring. Not to mention that stuff like the PA outing would be bland without details of the amazing race we were planning.

And so, I've decided to show you the IN things i've learnt about these few days.

The Cup

Yesterday's 6E gathering taught me about the thrills of betting on the World Cup. Apparently by betting, the match becomes very much more exciting. Jason practically betted on every single game that is occuring...while Yaoyee betted that Paraguay wins the World Cup.-_-'' (odds are 1:500..and he betted $5...meaning that he'll win $2500!!! Yeah...like that's gonna happen)

Also heard of people losing(and winning a lot) in the bettings. Perhaps it would be fun to make a small gamble... but personally u guys out there should know i don't gamble with money.

Hmmm if Singapore someday manages to squeeze in...wad do u think will be the odds? 1:50000?

The Gay

Dinie first told me about this guy called "Hard Gay"..."Haddou Gei" in Japanese. He is a comedian that goes into the streets dressed like a S & M gay and does basically funny stuff.(that are usually rather social-friendly stuff I might add) I assure u there is zero porno...just a lot of laughter. He appears in a small section of a variety show but there are simply tons of videos on Youtube that showcase his adventures. There are some videos that are subbed... but leave them alone until u really feel down...

After all its really funny HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

The X-men

There are basically many versions of X-men...even within comics themselves. As the legacy dates way back, the X-men have evolved and even certain villians become good. ( for instance in a certain series of X-men Magneto led the X-men instead of Xavier) But one thing remains constant.

Wolverine has always been there. IN every issue. Every animated series. Every movie. Every game.

The X-men movies, like its animated series, can be appreciated by itself. (meaning one does not need to watch everything to appreciate)

Several scenes will in time, I believe, become a classic. Magneto moving the bridge was simply godlike. If you think about it that means he is not exactly a human magnet...more like someone who can draw magnetic field lines out of thin air. Eeyer. imbal. THen there was another scene where Wolverine was in a psychic tornado ripping him into pieces while he regenerates almost immediately. THe result is us seeing flashes of his adamantium-encased skeleton. Uber cool.

THere are complaints, however.
1) Absence of Gambit
2) Two-timing iceman did not deserve the screen time
3) Magneto did not make any attempt to save Xavier.

There are perhaps some people who will not understand No.3... but those who watched enough X-men will know that Magneto and Xavier are really really good friends. With his powers he could have at least done something. THough at least Magneto scolded Pyro for even thinking about killing Xavier.

There are certain things that u guys would find quite interesting to noe...

In the comics...
1) Juggernaut is not a mutant. He obtains his powers from a magical gem.
2) Juggernaut is also Xavier's brother. Hence the helmet to protect him from Xavier.
3) Jubilee is Wolverine's 'sidekick', not Rogue
4) Rogue has superman-ish powers due to absorbing an insane amount of power from Marvel Girl
5) Rogue has romantic relations with Gambit instead of Iceman
6) Scott and Jean got married
7) Dark Phoenix was an alien entity that possessed Jean and amplified her powers
8) Lady Deathstrike was once Wolverine's wife
9) Onslaught, boss of Marvel vs Capcom is a result of Xavier's suppressed mind and Magneto's powers. Read more abt it at wiki. The fight against onslaught involved countles numbers of super heroes.
10) The most powerful and arguably the ugliest mutant is Apocalypse. Insanely powerful. Hope to see him in X-men 4...

Of evil minds and sushi...

2006-06-06T21:09:00.000+08:00

Ok, basically the meeting for PA games com was 9 at KAP.

People involved, other than me, are... pangwei, sam, zhijun, hanyang and last but not least the leader xiumin.

So we have to think up of 3 games for the camp. Considering the camp hasn't occured and that we want to give the juniors a totally pleasant surprise, i shall not go into much detail here.

[Game1]
Basically a game with 2 teams and a ball. A idea thought up by xiumin's class and further made concrete by us. Personally I like this game a lot.

[Game2]
Station games. Hmmm... What can I say? Some of the games would be quite tiring and require quite a decent amount of teamwork. Others...
Oh and...yah...I came up with the idea of a kiwi and hanyang came up with the idea of toothpaste.
Don't ask.
U'll see.

[Game3]
Blindfold game.
I'll get my revenge. =D
Nuff' said.

Oh... did i mention they will get wet in all de games?

=D

The discussion took super long lah... in the end we decided to haf dinner/lunch at Sakae at heeren after all the...'hard' work.

Ate the buffet... and talked for a long time...

Thinking back... i cant really rmb wad we talked abt...

but i enjoyed myself i guess...

=)

Neoprint Marathon

2006-06-05T18:11:00.000+08:00

PA Games Com (PA camp 2006)

Malay Dance X-men outing

PA J2s(those who could make it)

Click on neos for super large version haha...do report any broken or incorrect links=)

Entries about these outings will be put up...soon.... i hope =S

Haix...

2006-05-27T21:50:00.000+08:00

Nowadays, trying to organise an outing that involves people outside your current class and CCA is extremely difficult, if not impossible.

Recently, I tried to organise lan outings and movie outings, and flopped significantly. None of the outings occured, which is like seriously a sign of how busy we are.

Then just yesterday dear vincent requested that i book chalet for 2f this december. I agreed. Much as I am not familiar with the procedures of booking a chalet, I'll try.

If anyone else wants to book the chalet, do inform me haha.

OK...so there r a few outings i wanna haf this june hols.

1) hopefully a 2f outing. Realising how hard it is to plan an outing made me feel tt giving him de class list was worthwhile haha. It would i appear i haf to plan myself if i want this time.

2)EL outing. Not a lan/all-boys de...

3) 4A outing...it's been so long!!! i tot de spirit still there?

Update!

2006-05-23T22:30:00.000+08:00

Photoshop of Illidan's metamorphosis form added to Gallery.

Two new pencil sketches (done in school =) added to Gallery.

Entry on College Day =)

College Day

2006-05-21T21:58:00.000+08:00

"So dark the con of man"
- Anagram of "Madonna of the Rocks", The Da Vinci Code

College Day.

A college-wide conspiracy to cheat money and labour out of innocent teenagers for a certain principal to go for her very necessary plastic surgery. Of course, we cannot blame her for rejecting to be dunked. After all, who would pay to be treated to a sight of disfiguration as the inch-thick make-up on the lady's face gets washed away?

From the first paragraph, one can deduce that this will be a juicy and entertaining entry.

Indeed. It is time to reward my readers.

Before I bore u with stuff that happens on the actual day, allow me to explain this... phenomenon known as "College Day".

The Concept

You see, everyone likes cold hard cash. So why did the admin come up with this concept of tickets? Surely the printing of the tickets cost a decent amount? Surely it would be troublesome for our visitors to purchase the tickets before enjoying themselves? The truth is unavoidable as one scrutinises the situation.

The school fears that the students would swallow up the earnings for their own.

Do note that the capital is entirely from the students...and they receive nothing but useless strips of paper ...otherwise known as their earnings.

Yet they are not trusted.

The Concert

It was extremely unfortunate that the screen in the linkway appeared to be unclear due to the strong morning sunlight. Caught most of the performances but sadly missed my own CCA's performance, thanks to a lame Benny, who wanted me to show him around at the most inappropriate time.

The concert itself wasn't too bad from what I saw, but obviously could have been better. There were too much "red curtains" as a certain Caucasian has pointed out(or yelled out)

From the linkway, the choir sounded like pure crap. Especially the first song. Wonder whether it was the equipment's fault.

Naruto and Rain Dance were excellent as usual. Nothing to say there. Ballet...however remains to be an obscure part of dance I'll never be able to appreciate. The musical performances were great, also =)

Anyway, the concert soon ended and was forgotten for the rest of the day.

The Connections

It would appear MANY MANY people turned up for the funfair, resulting in the whole area being congested. It was so difficult to manoveur oneself around. There were a fair number of people that came.

Yew leong came with his friend I think. A pity I didn't see Vin and the rest of the HC peeps.

Heard that the long-time-nvr-see Tzekwang came. A pity i didn't get to see him myself haix.

Also saw Catriona and Angie, if I remember correctly.

Saw Peifen as well, but didn't approach her.

Saw Ee Chang. Yah, just SAW, that's all.

Junjie also came. Obviously to support the members of his DOTA clan, Revolt.

Benny came as well. Yeah, I know he's in Revolt as well...but did he come just to support his fellow clan members? I don't know leh... Maybe he came to find me...hmmm. Or maybe he thought that the food on sale were excellent. *shrugs. OR MAYBE....

Nah. He just came here to buy balloons lah.

*Sidenote: The class selling BBQ chicken wings better watch out. Their chicken wings were so uncooked i wished I had fangs. It was almost impossible even to break the joints lah.

Denise and Jiamin also came. The former looked like she has put on some weight since we last met, whereas the latter looked like she needs to gain some weight. Hmmm... or was it because they were standing close to each other?

Oops.

Anyway, I gave Jiamin a birthday present. Yah, her birthday's today.

It is something I would have done long ago if not for being rather cowardly. Still, even after so long, giving it to her in person was a ....scary experience...or should I say breathtaking? haha.

It is extremely pleasant to see vdj^3 meet up. Earlier on this year, a cynical friend of mine, whom I've conveniently forgotten, asked me what is the point of making friends, especially if you don't contact them after parting ways. I was quite disturbed by this question, as I found it difficult to answer him then. Seeing old friends meet up is definitely a nice thing.

Not to mention it makes the whole place more RV-like. =D

Still remember I drew the 5 of them in jaslyn's autograph book... A pity my scanner was out of order then... din keep a copy for myself. (like most of my best works)

RV rocks. =D

The Contest

Honestly, I think the IT club did a fantastic job organising the game finals with the extremely limited resources the school can provide.

The DOTA match for 3rd and 4th placing was completely ridiculous. To the point that I have to make this the first time I blog about a particular DOTA match. It was Daniel's team vs some really noob team. A particularly spectacular bullshit was the sand king using sandstorm to farm. It could have worked though, if he did not spam it like crazy, resulting in a lack of mana for burrow-epi combo. His team-mates, sadly were equally noob.

That match ended in an unprecedented TRIPLE-KILL behind the losing team's fountain. In hope of denying the daniel's team frags, the desperate noobs fled to behind the fountain. The sniper on the winning team, already beyond godlike, realised where they were hiding and, with a blink dagger, BLINKED BEHIND THE FOUNTAIN.

Such a manoveur was immediately met with cheers from the spectators.

The Sniper, armed to the teeth with a relic, aegis, black king bar and sange and yasha, raped the whole team wandering around in the trees in less than a minute. It was almost a sin to watch as the game ended with daniel's team wandering around like it was their base.

The game of Revolt against Sparnut was at least a better game. The black hole-epi combo, with Sparnut's godly teamwork was extremely spectacular. Guess the Sparnut guys did train very hard, and DOTA does reward the dilligent. Revolt came in second place in the end. Haix.

The Conclusion

It was apparently tradition for PA grand seniors to come back to treat their juniors to dinner every College Day. This year was no exception.

Someone suggested Mache(is it spelt correctly?) and we were soon at Suntec. Overall the food wasn't exotic enough for me, but still of high quality nevertheless.

Let me talk about the few people at my table.

Ray Chuan, a J1 who foolishly believed that Pangwei and I are J1s when I said so. Nevertheless, he remains to be a totally imbalanced fellow who knows about all kinds of maths that are not even covered in FM. He also appears to know some computing. Obviously of S and T material but is already in 3 CCAs.

Choon Heng, a J2 science freak that is the S and T president. Has the ability to give "Fact of the Day"s and rattle on science stuff when everyone else is enjoying their meal. Best described as an older, more haughty Ray Chuan. Halfway through the dinner he abandoned me and left me to rot with the remaining juniors. *sobs*

Nina, a J1 from RV. Appeared to be really tired and did not say much. (which is a good thing. most of the people talking are insane =) I'm quite surprised I didn't see her in RV before. Hmmm

Melissa and Cassandra, a pair of IP girls that come together as a set. Their names show that they are made for each other. Anyway, both girls who are rather petite ate a rather surprising amount of food. Like all IPs, they contributed to the madness.

Jialin, a J1 from RV. Yes, THAT one. LOL. She was also very tired but was not that tired to be keeping her mouth shut. Quite bubbly but seems to like hitting Shihui(not that it is a bad thing=).

Shihui, a J1 from RV. My EL junior. The core of the entire madness. She started off innocently by showering some salt and pepper on the mashed potato on my plate. She was looking rather depressed that night, so I couldn't bear to stop her.

But her outrageous actions did not stop. Soon, my mashed potatoes were a sea of salt and pepper.

Elton walked past.

Needless to say, poor Elton got a taste of the potatoes. Haix. My condolences.

I don't know. But I think the super kind-hearted Shihui scared I go eat the mashed potatoes...so she poured what is left of her drink into the mixture. Fortunately, the chicken skin I've peeled away from the leg was extremely thick and oily, stopping the liquid in its tracks before it reached my dear chicken leg.

Hmmm... It's been a long time since I was last tortured.

Before long, she proceeded to smear the potatoes on a couple of bottles, and asking unsuspecting seniors who walked past to choose one. A few fell for the trick and got a handful of salt, pepper and potatoes.

Amitabha.

Nevertheless, it was an extremely enjoyable night. Something I have not been able to say for recent nights haha.

Disclaimer: The above is purely fictional and is a product of an overly imaginative but brilliant mind. The college, the principal, Benny, Jialin, DOTA and etc are all fictional and under copyright. Any similarity to any real life events are purely coincidental and should be ignored.