51st Post

I'm back. And not a moment too soon...

To all the members of my project groups : If you have any questions pertaining to projects please ask me only after Christmas. I am still very tired. Please understand.

I was going to post all the photos I managed to take before my phone went flat but I realized that they are mostly just pictures of me or my relative's cats. I'll post them up some time soon though.

I managed to get a pair of jeans, a couple of T-shirts and a book from there.

Don't study Economics, study Freakonomics.

I need to either get a pair of Timberland boots, surf shoes, Chuck Taylors or Puma sneakers...Care to make the decision for me?

Holidays Are Here...

Holidays are here. Finally. Any more school and all the petty arguments that come with them and I'd be dead. Or actually the idiots arguing would be dead. Dumb muthafuckas arguing over the lamest shit in hell and doing the most idiotic things one could ever imagine of. Argh!!! Hope you get this letter for you. Small-minded neanderthals.

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So yeah. Holidays are here. Thank goodness. I need the rest and the away time from my class. I don't hate my class. I swear. Really. That's the truth. That's why I play captain's ball with them.

I just hate all the dumb things that go around in the class. It's kinda odd but the pattern is obvious. The two classes I've had problems with in my whole life are my pri6 class and my current poly class. And know what the two have in common? I'm the only Malay guy in both classes and (I'm not bragging, just pointing out the similarities. Ignore this pont if you want) I'm in the upper regions, I would say, of the academic rankings.

I don't care if you guys speak Chinese in front of me. I don't give a damn even if you actually speak English. It helps that you guys actually speak Chinese 'cause it's easier for me to tune you guys out. I just can't understand the cliques in the class. To be frank, I just can't understand cliques at all. If you're going to be with this guys for a long period of time, why ignore them? You are stuck with that person. Exploit their talent 'cause that's what you have to do to survive. Mix around. Get to know them. Understand them. Exploit the flaw. It's that simple.

Sure, I too don't mix around with one or two in the class but I sure as hell don't get pissed off when I have to work with them in groups. Too bad, I'm stuck with them. Why not just go with the flow and live off each other 'cause there's nothing much you can do. That's life. Take control of what it has given you. One word : Exploitaion. It's the key to life.

Not exploit like peadophiles or blackmailers do you dumb motherfucker. Know what that person is good at and use it to your advantage. At the same time, take care of them so they take care of you. Pretty much my plan for poly since day one.

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I just learnt abit more about my ancestry the other day while looking through some old photo albums with my brother and mom.

Turns out my father is a descendant of Malay warriors. You know, all the pendekars and bomohs. Medicine men you could call them. My dad had a grandfather who actually cursed (or magically locked) a plot of land somewhere in Serangoon. My bro said it was because of some feud or disagreements. Until now, nothing can be built on that land. I remember my dad showing it to me some time ago as we drove past in the car. It was quite weird. It was pretty much a piece of empty land surrounded by urban development. Only blood descendants are allowed to enter I think (that means people like me and my brother).

My bro told me that the only person who can unlock the land is my dad. All that has to be needed if I'm not wrong is the reciting of some incantations and a bit of blood and the curse should be lifted. Only problem, there is no title deed for the land. So we could lift the curse, but we can't own it.

I kinda felt out of place in the family while looking through the albums. My great-grandfather was a warrior who could kill a goat with just a towel, my dad and his dad were both military men and I'm just me. Then my bro reminded me of something. Now it's not the time to be a warrior in the streets or in the open. Now it's the time of the warrior of academics. Strength not by the hand but strength by the book that sits in the hand. It kinda renewed my willingness to learn as I knew that I wasn't just doing what I wanted to do or what my dad wanted to do, I'm just continuing what my ancestors have been doing all along. Reaching the top with what we knew best. My granddads had their hands, I have my brain.

Warrior by the book, not the blade.

Four4

Just came back from the Four4 reunion. Sort of. As in the reunion, not the me coming back home part.

A whole chunk of people were missing. Either couldn't make it or didn't know. Luckily I told Syafiq. Hehe. Four4 would be nothing without the two of us, right Syafiq? (I do need my own moment in the spotlight once in the while)

Halfway, Kenny and Co. went MIA. Probably went off to do their own thing. At least I got to talk to Kenny and Joey. Really miss those times in Four4. We kicked ass like no other. ( Talking about asses, 'First to slap Kai's butt!'. Haha =P )

Wish we could do it again guys. Oh yeah. Marc, we really need to play soccer. Again. I miss beating your ass. Haha. (I seem to be laughing alot. I wonder why?)

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On a totally side note, I suddenly felt like screaming today. ( Not like the one at Suntec where I realized Nanthini got 3.9 for her GPA)

I mean like just pure anger and rage. Know what I mean?

I don't know if it's obvious. Maybe it's just my exterior. The 'Virtual' part of VirtuReality. I might seem happy and crazy, but am I really? I somehow feel more intense since Poly started. Not just work hard intense. Emotionally intense. I've been feeling rage in a way I've never felt before. Not even Sec4 pissed at people rage. I'm actually channeling my anger into something productive. It could be the music. I don't know. I was on the way to City Hall and I suddenly felt like going 'ARGH!' like Matt from Bullet For My Valentine does on the opening of 'Her Voice Resides'. Tests just ended and holiday is coming. Maybe I just need another outlet to vent my rage.

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On another side note,

I'm not being racist or anything but Chinese kids, please, know what you're saying. Not even just Chinese kids. Some other kids of other races do it too.

EMO.

No. It does not mean that you're feeling depressed or anything. Emo is a subgenre of hardcore punk music.

That's what is on wikipedia. But I'm not just going to use a dumb resource to prove it. Emo is music. It is just like punk(there too are people who like to use this term freely) or metal. Don't go around saying you are feeling Emo. It makes no sense. Go cut yourself with a rusty blade or something if you're feeling so emotional.

Punk.

Here's another one. You do not call the person 'punk' unless he has something against the government or huge corporations. You do not call the person punk because his hair is spiked.

Punk is anti-establishment. Tell me you hate the government, give me a good reason why and I'll call you a punk. That always comes first. I'm not talking about pop-punk or any sub-genres even though they do carry messages of rebellion. I'm talking about pure punk. Black Flag, Rancid, DRI. These bands.

So hate the government, know why, try to do something about it. Make a difference.

Oh yeah, 2,900 soldiers died in the fight for Iraq and the situation is getting worse. That's 2,900 families. These death could affect over 100,000 people for all you know. Think about it. Why?

That's it. I'm done. Get out of here.

oh no...

My goodness...I just realized we're already in December. I thought it was still early November. Argh...

School is getting to me. Now I'm contemplating whether or not to e-mail Gary Lim informing him that I want to be part of the software apps team. Projects are piling-up so if I commit to WSS I'll be setting myself up for tough times. Come to think of it, since I am more interested in business, why commit to IT? If I do get opportunities from WSS, they'll most probably be in IT.

You might ask 'Why did you take Business Informatics if you were interested in business all along?'.

The answer? Because I was just curious. Simple as that. I still have plenty of opportunities in business IF I maintain my 3.7 GPA. It dosen't seem impossible at this moment but....

There are always the buts. I need to maintain focus if I am ever going to get to University. God help me please....

If Syafiq hates PW, then my equivalent of that would be hating OOP or any other form of programming. Bleargh...

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Here's something random. Join in if you want to.


Point of time you THINK(not KNOW but THINK)that you're in : Early November

The weirdest thing that happened to you recently : Lately I seem to be drifting to the left when I walk. Too much Need For Speed I think.

Your most random thought lately : How do you wash a strainer?

Feel like : Just beating random people up

Know that : This is just temporary

Want to : Help my class out. I just don't know how

Need to : Take a break

Have to : Get a new memory stick

Wish to : Have enough cash for Friday


I repeat : This is just random. No harm or pun was intended. I don't think there was any in the first place.

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Ok. Now back to the fake world. Oops. 'Real' world I mean. But it's still fake as hell.

Here's something I picked up off of someone's MySpace.

http://www.myheritage.com

I did not rig this in anyway. This is what the facial recognition system returned to me. I too was surprised but at the same time felt abit proud. Who knew? Haha.

I Think I'm Gonna Be Sick....*barfs*

Urgh...I don't think I feel too good. Asked my dad for a ride to school this morning. I thought that it was gonna be kinda relaxed as I did not have to wait for any dumb buses. To my horror, as we were about to leave the carpark, my dad blasted some sort of old skool Malaysian mat jiwang CD. I almost died. I was already suffering from a lack of sleep and the last thing I needed was to be smothered in lame ass tunes where the guy keeps on asking why the girl left him. It was already bad enough that I was half asleep and hungry. Now I'm getting a freaking headache from the music playing in the car. And of all lessons to start my day off it had to be French. Je Parle Francais. Yeah right...

I am one of the faster learners in class but I am still lost for the most part. How the heck do I conjugate vous and nous? Actually, that I already. The screwed up part now is knowing which objects are masculine and which objects are feminine. I thought that there was a rule for this. Turns out there is no such rule. So now, before I say a noun, I have to think to myself, 'Is it a guy or a girl?'. I think the problem comes from the idiot who invented Francais. I think he forgot a French version of the word 'it'. Life becomes much simpler when 'it' becomes part of the language.

So, I was supposed to hand up an assignment for French just now and to my disbelief, I was supposed to hand up an e-assignment as well. Something Bernard forgot to pass to me. Good going there man. Now I have to go and pass it up to my tutor on Thursday.

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So, I just got a friendster account. Now, I'm not being a dick or anything but I really think that MySpace is better than Friendster. With all due respect to Friendster, they are a good social networking site. Good for keeping in touch with old friends as well as getting to know new ones. But it pretty much stops there.

You know me, more is everything. In MySpace, there is one major thing that makes me love it so much. MySpace Music. It's very hard to keep track with the underground scene if you don't have any contacts in the scene itself. So with MySpace Music, I kinda get a feel for the scene. At the same time, I can actually listen to alot of different up and coming bands the world has never heard of. +44 for example. Mark and Travis have risen from the ashes that was once Blink-182 with a better band, sound and no Tom to say, 'I want total control of the band'. They don't have any proper website. Instead they decided to use a MySpace Artists page. This is actually much better than having just a website. They ACTUALLY keep in close contact with their fans. THEY actually maintain the page. Not some web page numb-nut. The even greater thing is that Mark has his own MySpace. It's kinda cool to have somebody like Mark as a 'friend' even if it is only on MySpace.

But one thing Friendster is good for is that I can actually see all my old classmates mainly due to the fact that the whole of Singapore uses it. I was surfing through the system the other day and I came upon kids from my primary school. Good thing? I don't know. Primary school was a time when I had all the options stacked against my favour. Only Malay kid in a class of elitist Chinese kids with only 1 Indian kid and 1 Chinese kid to truly call friends. Kinda feels like my Poly class except on the opposite side of the spectrum if you know what I mean. But I'm there to help them.

So anybody with a Friendster account add me. www.friendster.com/sublimemind.

hmmm....

So I guess I'm supposed to update this thing. Can't really think of what to talk about. It's not that nothing much goes on in my life, it's just that I don't really bother remembering shit. Its just a waste of energy. For instance, after stepping out of the exam hall I can never remember what questions were asked. It dosen't make a difference if I remember what the answer for question 3, sub-question b, part a, sub-part i is because the paper is over. The only thing I remember from exams is who I kicked in the nuts before the paper started (that's you Syafiq). It really makes no sense everytime I see people cry AFTER the paper. Why don't you cry DURING the paper. Just make the decision and live with it. That's all I'm saying.

My Econs tutor told the class the other day, 'Life is all about second guessing'. TO a certain extent I almost believed him. But then I asked myself, why second guess in the first place? Trying to figure what other people are going to do simply means you are letting their decisions control you. This should never be the case. You are in control of your own life. Not your family, not your friends and to a certain extent, not even God (I hope I'm not offending you Big Man). Second guess life and you are second guessing every single decision you made through your whole life.

Some people ask, 'Why is my life so screwed-up?'. The answer is simple. Because you let it get screwed up. Life is all about looking forward and never ever looking back.




Now back to what I was supposed to talk about.

Monday : Had French then had Statistics (test) and ended off with Econs.

Tuesday : Had Object-oriented programming project (lab), then Data comms and finished with stats.

Wednesday : Object-oriented programming followed by data comms. Went to Hashir's place at night with ex-anderson budak Melayu for his open house. Had fun there.

Thursday : Had management, econs and data comms until 8.30 at night.

Friday : Management and programming.




See. Life becomes very simple when you don't look back. To think that in between all that there was alot of shit going on at the same time. So why make life difficult and grieve over a wrong decision? Face life head-on. Stop to think and life will punish you.

Masters of Metal

My phone is screwed. The keypad is not working. Only the on/off button. SonOfABitch man. All my contacts are stored in there and stoopid old me didn't copy it into my SIM card. I've had it for only about one year and I thought it could hold out for another year but I guess not. I'm going down to Plaza S'pura on Sunday (if I have the energy and time) to get it checked. So, for now I'm just using an old beat-up 7250. I don't mind about what phone I own now pretty much due to the fact that I've got my PSP. But I really am starting to miss my E398. I don't know if I'm going to get like a sort of permanent-temporary replacement for it in case it can't be fixed. But whatever the case, I need cash. Hari Raya didn't bring me much. I think all my Raya cash is gone. That's Poly life they say...






One by Metallica and The San Francisco Symphony Orchestra.

I keep watching these S&M Metallica videos and I still don't know how they managed to pull it off. Musically I was looking at the Metallica music sheets and I just couldn't grasp how Metallica's riffs could be accompanied by an orchestra. Strike that. The symphony wasn't accompanying, they were actually playing together with their own riffs. Metallica has a rather deep Blues background so I'm thinking that's how they do it. But matching the riffs and timing, woah... I'm still blown away. It almost turned the songs into sort of a musical epic.

I was actually contemplating something like this back at Anderson last year, but then I realized, Anderson does not have a string orchestra. Just a wind "ensemble". So I scrapped the plan. If it had gone through, it would be just that, alot of wind. Long time since I jammed. Missing my band man. I just need to sit at the drums for an hour an beat the shit out of the skins. It'll relieve alot of tension. Scrap that. It'll release ALL of my tensions.

Like I always say, music is about feeling. The musician maketh the instrument. And I just wanna make my drums scream.

Masters of Metal

My phone is screwed. The keypad is not working. Only the on/off button. SonOfABitch man. All my contacts are stored in there and stoopid old me didn't copy it into my SIM card. I've had it for only about one year and I thought it could hold out for another year but I guess not. I'm going down to Plaza S'pura on Sunday (if I have the energy and time) to get it checked. So, for now I'm just using an old beat-up 7250. I don't mind about what phone I own now pretty much due to the fact that I've got my PSP. But I really am starting to miss my E398. I don't know if I'm going to get like a sort of permanent-temporary replacement for it in case it can't be fixed. But whatever the case, I need cash. Hari Raya didn't bring me much. I think all my Raya cash is gone. That's Poly life they say...






One by Metallica and The San Francisco Symphony Orchestra.

I keep watching these S&M Metallica videos and I still don't know how they managed to pull it off. Musically I was looking at the Metallica music sheets and I just couldn't grasp how Metallica's riffs could be accompanied by an orchestra. Strike that. The symphony wasn't accompanying, they were actually playing together with their own riffs. Metallica has a rather deep Blues background so I'm thinking that's how they do it. But matching the riffs and timing, woah... I'm still blown away. It almost turned the songs into sort of a musical epic.

I was actually contemplating something like this back at Anderson last year, but then I realized, Anderson does not have a string orchestra. Just a wind "ensemble". So I scrapped the plan. If it had gone through, it would be just that, alot of wind. Long time since I jammed. Missing my band man. I just need to sit at the drums for an hour an beat the shit out of the skins. It'll relieve alot of tension. Scrap that. It'll release ALL of my tensions.

Like I always say, music is about feeling. The musician maketh the instrument. And I just wanna make my drums scream.

Creeping Death

Metallica - Creeping Death





Metallica are practically my heroes. They pretty much made Metal the genre that it is today. At the same time, the epitomize the evolution of bands not just visually but musically. This was taken at a Monsters Of Rock concert in Moscow some time after the Black Album was released. To me, this song has one of the best lyrics ever written or to be even put to music. It sends not just a superficial message but also a deeper meaning if you read into it.

Creeping Death

Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear

Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written, so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of Goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire

Blood
Running red and strong down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written, so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first-born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first-born man

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first-born man

I
Rule the midnight air, the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass

I
Creep the steps and floor, final darkness
Blood
Lamb's blood, painted doors, I shall pass

So let it be written, so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written, so let it be done
To kill the first-born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Words and Music by James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Cliff Burton and Kirk HammettCopyright © 1984 Creeping Death Music (ASCAP)International Copyright Secured All Rights Reserved

dead

Saddam Hussein is sentenced to death. Sure, it's proper punishment considering the genocide of Shiites back in 1982. But does it really help Iraq? I have always been asking myself these questions since the Iraqi Occupation started. Since that inevitable day, there has been non-stop violence in Iraq. Thousands of civilians, INNOCENT PEOPLE are dead all because Bush's father lost in the previous war. Iraqis now live in fear everyday. You not only have to worry about the U.S. troops but now you have to fear the goddamn militants. Couldn't Saddam have been overthrown without the need for conflict? I pray for the lives of the innocent everytime I here of Iraq. The reason why Iraq is in its state, the reason why oil prices are rising, the reason why you've run your country into 11 trillion dollars in debt is all because you chose to finsh what your father couldn't. And look what's happened now.

One piece of irony before I go. As I was reading about the Saddam sentence, The Offspring's Baghdad started to play on my media player which I had let run on random. Coincidence? I don't think so. Saddam deserved to die but not every other soldier and civilian. Send your troops where they are really needed, New Orleans. Katrina killed, not Saddam.

That's it. I'm done.

one

SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE. REALLY. I MEAN IT.

adoui...

Just came back from my day trip from Malacca. Went to visit a couple of relatives. All in all it was fun. Got to try out the new car in Malaysia for the first time (or at least it's the first time I've been in that car in Malaysia). My dad hit 160 close to 180 km/h on the highway. Travel time to Malacca was only bout 2 hours which is damn fast compared to the old car. Used to take 3+ hours. Speeding is fun. Really. Even with the whole family in it. We got pulled over though, but as usual, my dad managed to get himself out of the situation without having to pay a cent. Not even a goddamn bribe.

So yeah, we reached there, got lost asked for directions and got lost again. Reaching Malacca is easy, moving around the area was hell. Malacca (the town at least) is made up of nothing but one-way roads than keep on winding. Kinda senseless huh if you ask me? But still we got to our destinations. Good thing I had my trusty PSP.

Yup, finally FedEx released my package on Friday and I have new clothes at last. Don't forget my PSP. Plus a new Dockers wallet. It's kinda cool though. I got a couple of Levi's jeans, some old skool Faded Glory stuff, some Old Navy stuff. Hmm...What else???

Oh yeah, my PSP. Bought WE9 on the way home on Friday so that I could mess with it straight away. It was great. Came with a hard case, earphones, screen protectors. All the works except a goddamn memory stick. ARGH! I need to save up for that. Anyone got a spare 1GB memory stick pro duo lying around pass it to me.

My bro needs to use my com now. His hard disk crashed. This is the end. I'm outta here.

Never In Life Have I done Anything Else But Stay True
- Travis Barker aka Drumming God

Selamat Hari Raya

Kepada semua umat Islam,


Selamat Hari Raya. Maaf Zahir Dan Batin.


Alhamdulilah.

Conflict

Why is there conflict? I just don't get it. Why do people fight, kill, destroy, argue, hate over the most trivial things? I know somebody hates somebody else's guts and they are both in my group. I have nothing against the two of them but because of some feelings I'm left between a rock and a hard place. Why? It just makes life harder. It gets even more ridiculous when people forget about things that are more important 'cause of the hate. North Korea for example. What's wrong with Kim Jong-Il? Why do you even want to try to start a war? There are enough impoverished countries in this world. Why create such a massive problem? There are already enough people dying each day. Why just add to the problem with your petty differences? I just can't get my head around it. Why didn't you just say no during grouping? I won't mind. I got nothing against you. ARGH! Anderson was never like this. NEVER. You got a problem you settle it there and then. No qualms about it. How can people have such feelings and not say anything? Anything at all? Not even a no? I'm trying not to swear 'cause I'm fasting but there's just nothin to explain how I feel. What happened to good old fist-fights? I'm not a violent person or anything but at least they brought results and resolution. I really miss Anderson. REALLY. I'd give anything to be back there with the people who mattered most. No cliques, no sides to take. Everyone knew Everyone. Well almost. But there was no animosity.Why can't I go back there? Why? This is the end. I'm outta here.

Dammit...

Your results:
You are Green Lantern

Green Lantern 85% Hulk 75% Superman 70% Iron Man 70% Supergirl 62% Robin 60% Wonder Woman 57% Spider-Man 55% Catwoman 55% Batman 40% The Flash 40%

Hot-headed. You have strong will power and a good imagination.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test


Super-hero quiz...Kinda fun. I'm a Green Lantern. Haha. But it's kinda true I guess. I am a bit hot-headed, not sure 'bout willpower but good imagination...for sure.

It's kinda ironic that I actually dropped out of the PC/Networking all because I was sick (and fasting at the same time). But I've e-mailed my I.C. requesting a transfer to PC/Software Applications. The training for that starts in December so it should give me enough time to recover.

After doing 2 days of Windows Server 2003 training I realized one thing, it ain't as hyped-up as it seems to be (talking 'bout hype, Hady's the new SI! so much for the mumbling maggot Jonathan). Setting up a network can seem fun and all that but configuration is sickening. Imagine having 30 different parts and in each part having the same amount of settings to configure. You've got to set the users,their profiles, global groups, domain local groups, set the sharing and security, do the permissions and a whole lot of other stuff I didn't learn 'cause I stopped after 2 days.

The fact is this. It's still a competition even though it's training. At the end of the WIN2K3 training there was going to be a 4-hour elimination test in which they cut 24 of us to 12. So on Wednesday, my flu was so bad I woke up at 7.00 a.m. and by 7.03 a.m. I had sneezed more times than the number of fingers at a wedding ring exhibition. I decided to stay at home and rest 'cause I knew I wouldn't learn anything if I actually went. The thing is, missing 1 day is as good as not going as they cover alot of stuff in one day. Check this out -

++ Day 1 - Intro to WIN2K3 taken from part of a 3rd-year module taken by Diploma in Engineering Informatics.

++Time taken to teach that part of the module - 3 weeks

++Amount of time the lecturers want us to learn the same thing - just over 8 hours

Now, I already had my goddamn flu on Monday so I was trailing from the start. Oh yeah, get this, the temperature in the room was around 10 degrees celsius. It was like a freaking fridge. I felt like I was leftovers from yesterday's dinner (laugh if you got that joke, it's good for you). So I came back on Tuesday with an even worse flu. By the time Wednesday hit me, I was like some sneezing idiot at home. I doubt that they would help me catch-up on those 8-hours so I decided to switch to Software Apps. I hope that guy will reply me quick so that I can prepare myself to mess around with Windows Vista.

But if I don't get my request fulfilled, at least I know that IT is not really my thing. Not the advanced part at least. In DBI you've got an option to choose to major in business or IT. After semester 1 I was seriously pondering doing both if it was possible. Now I know that would be stupid thing to do. Business is the way for me. Don't worry, I didn't make wrong turn in choosing DBI 'cause I still love IT.

Now, excuse me while I chill out waiting for the new semester to start and continue to build on my 3.786 GPA and make my way towards becoming a marketer/advertiser.

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Sometimes I think
Is it really worth thinking?
Since thinking makes no difference
Why think at all?

Take action
Make Poverty History

School Is Gonna Start Early For Me I Guess...

Just came back from the World Skills Singapore breifing. About 24 students from SIT were chosen. I think they are all from either DBI or DIT. It was kinda interesting to see what the prospects were. If I manage to make the first cut I will be facing alot of certification tests to show that I know what I'm doing.

Had to choose between either IT/Software Applications or IT/Network Support. I chose to go for network support as it involved putting together PCs, managing servers, system security (I think) and system admin. It's the heavier of the 2 skills. Software applications just requires expert knowledge and execution of key Microsoft Office Tools. Seems easy but trust me, it's not.

In case you didn't know, they will be training us for World Skills Singapore 2008. That's 2 freakin' years. In that time, I need to know how to use Windows and Linux server OS, a bunch of Cisco networking stuff including certification and a whole lot more. But my first test will start next week. For 1 and a half weeks, I'll be in school working my butt off from 9 to 5 and there will be an elimination test at the end of the whole thing.

Hope I can get over that hurdle 'cause after that there's more eliminations which will lead to World Skills Singapore in 2008 which will then lead to The World Skills Competition in Canada in 2009.

Sidenote: I think I have a rough estimate of how much the school might be sponsoring me for all these training sessions/workshops, certifications and performance enhancements. There's 4 certifications, a whole bunch of workshops/training sessions and 2 performance enhancement workshops (and 1 of them is that darn Adam Khoo workshop. Thank God it's just performance enhancement and not "I'm Gifted And So Are You!") which adds up to about a cool $10,000 to about $13,000. Cool...

Ringin' Through My Head...

My playlist has been kinda weird lately. I actually realized how freakin diverse the rock genre has become. Let's see, there's rock, hard rock, metal, hardcore, metal-core, heavy metal, death metal, black metal, progressive rock, progressive metal, emo, punk, screamo, punk-core, emo-core, ska, nu-metal, rap metal, and many more which I will not bother naming. Go and find out your freakin' self why don't you!? Hehe... So here's the top 25 of my bloody playlist.

I'll start off with the rockgods 'cause without these guys, even cheesy-sorry-excuses-for-rock like McFly won't be around.

1.) Metallica - For Whom The Bell Tolls/ Fade To Black
2.) Iron Maiden - The Trooper/ Aces High/ Run To The Hills
3.) Black Sabbath - Sabbath, Bloody Sabbath/ Iron Man/ Paranoid
4.) Pantera - Primal Concrete Sledge

Now something a bit more current. First, the heavy...

5.) Bullet For My Valentine - (Pretty much every single song from their debut album 'The Poison')
6.) Avenged Sevenfold - Unholy Confessions/ Chapter Four/Beast and The Harlot/ M.I.A
7.) Atreyu - Ex's and Oh's/ Right Side Of The Bed/ Bleeding Mascara
8.) Killswitch Engage - The End Of Heartache/ Last Serenade/ Fixation On The Darkness/ World Ablaze
9.) Shadows Fall - Inspiration On Demand
10.) Slipknot - Before I Forget

Now that that's done, here comes the music that I was raised up with. PUNK!!

11.) Blink 182 (Sad to say, they are no longer around) - Dammit/ Adam's Song/ What's My Age Again?
12.) Anti-Flag - The School Of Assassins/ Die For Your Government/ The Press Corpse
13.) MxPx - Punk Rawk Show/ Responsibility / I'm Ok, You're Ok / Barbie Girl (Punk Cover)
14.) NoFx - The Decline / Stick It In My Eye / Bob / Seeing Double At The Triple Rock
15.) AFI - Total Immortal / The Boy Who Destroyed The World (Sidenote : Miss Murder = AFI selling out)
16.) Rise Against - Paper Wings / Like The Angel
17.) Goldfinger - 99 Red Balloons/ Open Your Eyes/ Spokesman

This leaves me with one last set. One of the newer rock genres so to speak. Emo...

18.) Comback Kid - Lorelei / Wake The Dead / Losing Patience
19.) Motion City Soundtrack(Note: this is the name of the band) - Everything Is Alright
20.) Alexisonfire - No Transitory / .44 Calibre Love Letter
21.) Saves The Day - Third Engine / The End
22.) Taking Back Sunday - Spin
23.) Story Of The Year - Anthem Of Our Dying Day

Finally, these are just a couple of odd-one outs but sound good nonetheless.

24.) Placebo - Every You, Every Me
25.) Crazytown - Butterfly

Heh. Now that I think of it, my playlist does seem quite weird. I've got a bit of pent-up anger in there, some political hate (ok, alot), a couple of ripped hearts, quite a bit of suppressed emotions and some outright wackiness. Can a shrink help me analyze this?

Another Year Marks The Passing Of Another Tragedy...

Another year has passed marking my first breath...

Another year passed makes me 1 year older...

Another year marks the eve of a tragedy...

Another year marks the meaningless death of 3000 people...

Another year brings me a year of hope...

Another year mourns those who died...

Another year makes me seventeen...

Another year makes me wonder...

What will another year bring...

Fear...Anger...Death...Emptiness...

Happy birthday to me...

DORMANT...FOR NOW...

Exams just ended. I think I screwed-up Maths. Fuck that. I'll still get that scholarship no matter what. I have to.

With free time on my hand, first thing to do as always is to meet up with Pradip and Fadhil.

Okay guys, I know I was supposed to meet with you guys at 10 a.m. Sorry for waking up at 10.30 and arriving only at 11.15.

Decided to go to Bugis. Getting sick of town, Orchard, Plaza Singapura and anything remotely related to that area. Had brunch or whatever you wanna call it at KFC (of all places...). Slacked there for about an hour. Went upstairs and guess what? It was freakin' pouring!! Thank god we didn't go to Sentosa. We could have gotten freakin drenched in the middle of Tanjung beach.

Walked around for a while. Then we decided to make a mad dash to Bugis Village. Walked around over there. Stood in front of the Consex shop looking at the display. I know it sounds kinda sick, but it was fun(ny). Dude...whatever they had in there was sick. Never am I going in there.

After that, we got REALLY bored. So, of all places, we went to Sim Lim Square. Fadhil needed a 2.0 GB memory stick for his beloved PSP(yes I said beloved) and Pradip needed an external HD with firewire capability and Mac compatibility. Walked around the whole of Sim Lim Square and like we always do, we ask questions but don't actually get anything.

After THAT, we went to BK at Burlington (I don't know know and don't care whatever the name of the place is) to sit talk, reminisce and remember. Spent 2 hours there doing practically nothing except that.

When we finally decided to leave for home, it was raining so fuckin' heavy, I thought it was night already. No umbrellas or shit, what do the 3 of us do? As always, GO CRAZY!!!!

We ran all the way to Bugis Junction in the pouring rain. Talk about showers...TRIED to dry ourselves out at the Bugis Junction carpark, but as you can see from my caps, that attempt bore no fruit.

Check this out...

Cold and wet in the middle of a parking lot...Crazy fun

Now, I've got to get a little shut-eye because tomorrow I'll be back at Anderson celebrating with my friends and teachers...

ECHOES OF AN ADDICTED FOOL

Exams start tomorrow...Can't believe I'm just lazing around at home. But I did study though. However it's not in your conventional manner. I've got like a whole wall in my room which is a mirror. It's actually my wardrobe cupboard. So taking a leaf out of one of the many tactics of studying in Anderson, I decided to scribble all my notes on my mirrors, with a whiteboard marker of course. Now no matter how much I lie or laze around in my room, I have to study as my bed now faces all my Marketing notes. All my diagrams and processes now accompany me to sleep and wake me up.

Like I said before, I'm actually starting to write lyrics. Usually this is a Fadhil thing (he is the lead singer; his blog actually has a few on show), but since I had the time...

Echoes Of An Addicted Fool

Verse 1:
YOU!!
Took me in and spat me out
Turned your back against
The only one you ever knew

YOU!!
Destroyed from within
Took all that I had
And threw it all away

Pre-chorus:
What I feel can't be real
What I see can't be true
This thoughts they eat at me
This body needs you

Chorus:
Look into my eyes
See the pain I feel
Look into my mind
Feel this torture within

All that I am is gone
Lost in thoghts of you
From deep down inside
This pain will echo through

Verse 2:
YOU!!
Were everything I ever wanted
All that I need
I found in you

You!!
Are all that I hate
The poison that kills
The evil that is you

(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)

Bridge:
Now, I stand here shivering
Addicted to the thought of you
Feelings of endless hate
Yet my body still longs for you

(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)

I know it sounds weird, but that's kinda what you get when you just read lyrics out. But for music, I'm gonna have to pull the band back in together which is going to be a bit hard to do. FYI: this is a screamo/metal song a la Underoath or Bullet For My Valentine so you actually scream "YOU!!". It's not just a form of expression.

Hey, wait a minute...

"It's not just a form of expression"

Sounds cool...

ALL THESE THINGS INSIDE OF ME...

An epiphany rarely happens, but I think I got hit by one. Thanks Bootlicker, whoever you are, for I have realised where to place all my rage and anger. No longer shall I place my rage into the words I write or the weights I lift. I'll place it into the thing I love the most, my music.






Talking about music, I've been stumbling on a lot of great bands recently. Alot of emo-core and screamo bands seem to be rising up. Alexisonfire is one. I managed to only hear a couple of their songs. They sound great. More screaming than most screamo bands but their riffs are quite good. Underoath is another one. Great crunching vocals and tight melodies.




One last thing. Take time everyday to remember, the lives of those who leave this Earth for no rhyme or reason., caught in the unforgiving curse that is war. I don't support militant groups nor do I support politicians who murder civilians for their own selfish reasons. I don't know when the fighting will end, but what I do know is that it won't be stopping soon...

War Is Not A Product Of Violence
It Is The Unforgiving Product Of Peace

IDIOTS...

You know, I admit I've done some stupid things and some bad things especially if its related to school. But I never knew how irritating and dumb some things are until now. So I need to settle some issues now.

I wonder if anybody realizes that even though it's a full class on the system server, it's not exactly so in actuality. Idiots are always running off after tapping their cards. Its fucking unfair. I actually have the dignity to be in the lecture hall. I know I don't always pay attention, but I still work for the attendance. Not like the idiots who simply ride the wave of "Hey! Nobody actually checks whether I'm in class or not. Why not I just skip them?!". You know how fucked up this is? I usually don't swear this much but I'm really damn pissed off by this. I guess it could be alright if you already know the subject like Maths or something, but to actually screw class over just for trivial stuff like playing with dots is really making me want to beat their asses inside out. IF YOU WANT TO SKIP CLASS, HAVE THE BALLS TO NOT TAP YOUR CARD. Then I'll probably slap you silly for thinking that a few minutes of fun is worth your future. Gosh...I'm really pissed angry because of this.

I work hard to survive. Not like you idiots who laugh like retards all day long. Don't screw me over because you're too lazy to sit on cushions in an air-conditioned room. You skip classes and end up coming to me to look for help. Well guess what? Fuck you and fuck your questions. If you dare to come up to me to ask for help, don't even think about hearing from me. Want me to tap your card? You'll have to look for it after I do. I don't care. Guerrila warfare starts now.

WORLD CUP WIND-UPS

FORZA AZZURI!!!

The Italians have won the Copa Mundial.They truly deserve it considering what is currently happening to their domestic league. It's kind of ironic. The last time they won the World Cup, their country was also embroiled betting scandals. Then, it was the likes of Paolo Rossi and Toto Schillachi. Now it's Buffon and Co. But scandals aside, Italy worked hard to win the tournament after havin a couple of tough matches earlier on. The Catenaccio style of defense was back at work in the final against France. Catenaccio is simple. Get everybody behind the ball and work your ass off to get it back. It worked. Zidane and Henry had very little space to work with.

Okok. Portugal didn't exactly win the World Cup as I had expected, but at least they managed 4th place. They had tough match-ups but managed to pull through. Fourth is still better than not making it at all. Credit has to go to Big Phil for pulling this feat off. Thanks for staying on.

It's the end of an era for these two and for several others. But there will always be a new better crop of players waiting out there. The Golden Generation is not over yet.

IN DARKNESS IT THRIVES

In darkest days, the slightest bit of light is heaven. In a place long forgotten, even the light of a candle is forgotten. In darkness it thrives. Hate, anger, death. A product of Man's darkest fear unseen to the naked eye. On the surface it is as normal as breathing. But the breath is slowly being pulled away with every single second that passes by. Evil is not what it used to be. Evil's form changes with every passing decade. No longer does evil live through tyrants and torturors.

The purest of people now hold evil within them. Leaders of the free people now corrupted by power punish those who stand against their teachings. No one dares stand against them for fear of the unseen.

But one will dare to stand against them. One will oppose the unseen oppressor. One will fight for what is really right. One will fight for that one bit of light, that heaven.

That One is Me.

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BY FADH!!!!

1. Do the following WITHOUT complains.
2. Choose 5 persons to do this after you complete yours.
3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.
4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.

Favourites
Favourite Colour: Black And Blood Red
Favourite Food: My Mom's Cooking.
Favourite Song: Freedom is gone now...haha...currently it's Anti-Flag's Press Corpse
Favourite Movie: Forrest Gump
Favourite Sport: Soccer. My One and Only.
Favourite Day of the Week:Friday.
Favourite Season: Monsoon
Favourite Ice Cream: Cookies And Cream

Currents
Current Mood: Happy
Current Taste: Can't tell
Current Clothes: Old Navy Tee, SeanJohn Jeans, Vans shoes, Fruit on the looms boxers.
Current Desktop: HP
Current Toenail Colour: Natural
Current Time: 09.09 a.m.
Current Surroundings:School lab
Current Annoyances: The fact that my tutor is not here for lab
Current Thoughts: I need to get out more often

Firsts
First Best Friends:
Kindergarten - Don't Know
Primary school - Palaniraj, Chien Thye
Secondary school - Pradip, Fadhil, Syafiq
Poly - Bernard, Kang Quan
Outside school - Ain't got a clue...
First Crush: Can't Remember...Too many I guess =P
First Movie: Little Rascals???
First Lie: Something about not doing something
First Music: Do-Re-Mi?? How should I know?

Lasts
Last Cigarette: Hmm...Maybe never???
Last Drink: Water
Last Car Ride: Went to Seletar Reservoir in the new car.
Last Crush: Can't say....=P
Last Movie: X-Men 3 . Waste of money...
Last Phone Call: Some guy from NYP calling me about changes in class schedule
Last CD played: Funeral For A Friend

Have you ever...
Have you ever dated one of your best friend: Damn...Hell no!!
Have you ever broken the law: Duh...I juz did it this morning
Have you ever been arrested: Almost
Have you ever skinny-dipped: It was late at night, about 5 years ago in a hotel swimming pool
Have you ever been on TV: Yeah

5 things you are wearing: Tee, Jeans, Shoes, Boxers, Specs
4 things you done today: Woke up, Mopped the kitchen floor, played CM4, came to school.
3 things you can hear right now: Classmates making a ruckus, people getting off their seats, Me typing
1 thing you do when you are bored: What else??? haha...

I tag..
Eric!
Nora!
Kai!
Bryan!
Treasa!

ANTI-FLAG : PRESS CORPSE

My first week of holidays have just passed. Slacked like hell. Haven't touched a single bit of school work.

I'm getting consumed by the World Cup. Portugal are shaping up quite well. Argentina is going crazy. They (I still don't know who is this 'they' that people always refer to. Is it some kind of occult?) said that Brazil have a quality reserve bench and that England have a Boy-Wonder. Well, Argentina have the both put together. A strong reserve side(Tevez and Co.) and a Boy-Wonder(Leo Messi). That's why they S&M'ed S&M 6-0.

You know what's the funny thing? I'm actually watching matches with teams unheard of before the World Cup. Ghana 2 Czech Republic 0. Who could've imagined that?

Now for a bit more serious stuff. My school is trying to screw me over by giving me a tutorial at the exact same time I have to do my Friday prayers. Shows how much each individual means to NYP. They better move that bloody lesson or trust me, there will be hell to pay.

New video from Anti-Flag's new album, "For Blood And Empire".

ANTI-FLAG

"The Press Corpse"

The {Downing Street} memo says...

...We gotta work to make the facts fit the false charges

Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses

Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice

Roll the propaganda out using The People's Voice

We don't want to talk about it...

The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke

Then shoot it round the country like an April Fools joke

Hype the nation for a Desert Storm love affair

Wave the stars and stripes like you just don't care!

They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night

They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!

But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day

We find the picture still askew

They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and mindlessly salute

They don't want to talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and cowardly salute

And on the TV screen...

...Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day

Was it WMDs? Or Democracy?

Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA

The White House Press Corpse only has one thing to say...

"We don't want to talk about it!"

The White House boils over, "Al Jazeera got it wrong!"

The Press Corpse jumps onboard singing the White House song

While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies

The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives

They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night

They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!

But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day

We find the picture still askew

They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and mindlessly salute

They don't want to talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and cowardly salute

Fires fueled on endless lies

Black shrouds coat desert skies

A nation's viewpoint blurred and led

As embeds report what they're fed

We don't want to talk about it...

They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and cowardly salute

They don't want to talk about it

They wanna tiptoe, walk around it

Wave the flag and cowardly salute

One last thing before I leave. I would like to thank a Mr. Chua of Smart Cab no. 7328 for returning my handphone which I as my normal idiotic self dropped in his cab on the way back from East Coast Park. Thanks alot dude.(I can't believe I just called him dude)

HUH...WHERE AM I?

Man...That sure was fast. 8 weeks just passed. Who could've knew that 8 weeks is actually 8 days. Yeah. The government has been lying to us. It's all a conspiracy. That's why studying, tests and projects are so stressful. That's why watches that tell the correct time are so expensive. It's all a conspiracy. They don't want people to know that time is actually slow. That's why time passes so slow when there is nothing to do. That's why....ARGH!! I'm going crazy. Holidays are here. I got 2 projects to get started on. ARGH!!!

SCREW YOU BUSH!!!

DUMB IDIOTS...

CONSPIRACY THEORY: Cover-up for Andersonian Idiots fighting in class.

What is Anderson coming to? Not more than a year after my batch and Mrs Tan leaves school, we see idiots from Anderson trying to show their intestinal fortitude by ripping off their shirts and hitting each other like crazy. It looks more like a dumb show of sado-masochism. I mean, fight all you want, juz go ahead. But don't be a bigger moron than you already are and post it on the net. I mean come on. The school dosen't need to carry your stupidity on its shoulders.

The best thing is the new principal said it was just an act of fun? I mean, hello? Since when was getting kicked in the balls fun? The school is actually supporting acts of sado-masochism. Any form of violence in school shldn't be taken too lightly. To say that it was an act of fun in a way shows that you condone the act. If you want to cover-up, that's not the way to do it. In fact, there shouldn't be a cover-up. Just come clean. At least the school's image won't be tarnished that badly. Show that you will not condone any act that puts the school in a bad light because if you don't, it will come back to bite you.

I am Andersonian and I have done stupid things before,but I will never be stupid enough such as to post it on the net. Come on guys.

BOMBED...

Juz linked my blog to my bro's...man, it's either he's the bravest person i know or the craziest...he's been bombing the NIE with all his stickers...check this out...he did this one in the plain view of evrybody in the canteen...




this one's juz crazy...kinda cool too...



this one juz cracks me up...



check out more at his blog...www.equivocal.gp.sg

FLASHBACKS...

Went back to Anderson yesterday for Speech Day. Man, was it fun to see all the guys again. I didn't really give a rat's ass about the speeches. It just felt good to see my old friends and classmates. It was wasted that Pradip didn't come. Which idiot said we needed invitations to get in? You should have just came man. Not a single person there was asked for an invitation.

I managed to get out of having to give the present to the principal. I know I had initially agreed, but I didn't want to have to give it to the new principal. Not that I hate her or anything, but I just didn't know her that well. Fadhil ended up going in my place. Thanks for covering my back bro.

Sat next to Lisda for the whole ceremony. Managed to catch up with her quite abit on school and life. I just realized that JCs call their mid-years summer tests. Sounds kind of dumb considering the fact that the only season we get in Singapore is the monsoon season. Met Syafiq too. His allowance finally got upgraded to 20 a week. I doubt that is still enough to sustain him.

The reception was okay considering that it was free. Syafiq as usual went straight for the food. He obviously hadn't eaten for the whole day. We managed to find a seat with Izzah and Hafifah. It was either the craziest or the noisiest table 'cause those two were laughing like crazy. I can't really remember about what though.

Went back with Syafiq and Hadi. Hadi obviously still dosen't know what he's going to do after the O-levels. Syafiq showed me his workload. I thought Anderson was crazy, but that was just mad.

Can't wait for another Anderson reunion. Gives me a chance to reminisce about the past.

For Whom The Bell Tolls...

Dying of boredom.

Who says metal is just a mish-mash of heavy guitars and ugly vocals? Metallica plays For Whom The Bell Tolls accompanied by the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra. S&M.

War Kills. \m/\m/

MetallicA - For Whom The Bell Tolls

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless gray
On they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's to say?
For a hill, men would kill. Why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It's the last time he will
Blackened roar, massive roar, fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

THE END OF THE BEGINNING...

1st week of poly is over. Dead tired. Just came back from Anderson to collect my O-level cert. I guess that officially marks the ending of whatever connections I had with the O-levels.

The modules I'm currently taking are ok I guess. Computing Maths hasn't kicked into crazy mode so I'm enjoying it for now. Business Communications is going to be a freaking easy A. It's just English all over again. Essential IT is going to be super-easy too. Its just basics in Micrsoft Office. I must get a GPA of 4. ARGH!!!

The week was not as tough as I had expected it to be. Most of my tutorials were cut short as there was nothing to be tutored on. Breaks can be quite boring. Nothing to talk to my classmates about. I remember back in Anderson, I could talk to anybody about anything under the sun. I really miss talking to Sundaram and Wei Jian about politics and war. I know it might seem dumb but these are things which are important to me. I doubt any of my current classmates would be partially interested in the Iran nuclear standoff or the need for the US to be in Iraq. I miss taking pot shots at people in school. None of the guys in class would understand the first harmless insult I make about the dumb situation they're in.

Here's a political quickie. The GE is coming up. Give me one good reason why you should vote for the opposition. The PAP has an elite group of politicians who understand the importance of their role in the community. Some of the opposition MPs can't even speak English properly. For those of you voting for the opposition : "Do you realise that there has been zero upgrading in opposition-held estates?!" How dumb can you be? Even the monkeys in Macritchie would vote for the PAP if they were asked to. Some people say the PAP are just too selfish for re-drawing the the electoral boundaries so that they will have stronger voter strength. Let me make it clear. You could ask the same monkey to draw up the electoral boundaries and the PAP would still win majority vote. It's just that simple. The PAP always win because they are that damn good.

I'm leaving today at that. If the short political view I posted above has crossed the line on any laws or rulings about commenting on the GE please email me and I will kindly bring it down.

I mean totally no offence for the comments published above. I apologise for any misunderstanding.

I.T. BEGINS...

Well, I guess it couldn't possibly last that long. I mean, staying at home doing nothing for 3 months is quite boring. Teaching the kids at MINDS was fun, but I just miss studying. I mean really. I do miss studying.

Don't ask me to say anything about orientation. I never liked orientations and I will never like them. I'm the only Malay guy in my class so that means for the next 3 years I'm not obliged to mix around that much, but what the heck, I'm going to anyway.

First day is going to suck like hell for me. Let me show you what I have on Monday.

0800-0950 : Data Structures and Programming Techniques (Tutorial)
1010-1200 : Essentials of Infocomm Technology (Tutorial)
1205-1255 : Lunch
1300-1350 : Web Application Development (Lecture)
1400-1450 : Data Structures and Programming Techniques (Lecture)
1510-1600 : Break
1610-1800 : Accounting Fundamentals (Tutorial)

Holy shit. Monday is going to be a freaking long day. Thank God its only the easy modules. You do not want to see Computing Maths. Lets just say its Anderson A-Maths revisited. The Horror...

Luckily I only have 1 long day. Tuesdays are okay, Wednesdays last from 8-10 so no complaints there. Thursdays and Fridays are about the same. I hope I can survive the first semester. If I do, then poly is going to be one easy trip.

...

Before I go, I'd just like to say I freakin miss Anderson. It's where I made most of my closest friends. I knew I had a purpose there. Getting 15 points wasn't easy, but I knew I had to do it for myself, the school and the people around me. That's why going to poly is freaking me out. Losing that purpose of fulfilment is really making me realize what I had at Anderson. I miss making people laugh and smile. I thought I would never say it, but damn, I miss 4/4 and Anderson. May those memories rest forever in our hearts and minds.

ONWARD ANDERSONIANS!

IMMORTALITY BECKONS....

I DID IT!!!!! AHHHH!!!!! I GOT BLOODY 15 POINTS FOR THE DAMN Os!!!!!

Am I good or am I good? Hehe....

I guess my magic number is 15. I planned for my O's and estimated my score and guess what? I was right. So let me break it down quick.

English Language : A2
English Literature : B3
Combined Humanities : A1
Elementary Mathematics : B3
Pure Chemistry : B3
Pure Physics : B3
Higher Malay : B3

Is it just me or do I look damn average? 5 out of my 7 subjects scored a B3. It's quite ironic actually. Before this, I never got more than 2 subjects above B4 and all of a sudden, my results are riddled with them.

Surprises: Malay was a huge surprise man. I thought I could only manage a B4 or C5, but amazingly, I got a B3. Shows how learning your Peribahasa helps. I had also expected both my Sciences to score an average of B4. Once again, I outdid myself. =)

Upsets: English Literature and English Language was a super upset man. I thought I could at least get a distinction for Literature, but I ended up with only a B3. Screwed-up shit. English too. Where's my bloody A1?! Dissapointed about those 2 only.=(

I'm quite happy with the rest. I know I didn't get my A1 for Maths, but I'm still happy I didn't get an overly dissapointing score either. It was just nice. Hit my A1 for Combined Humanities. Sweet. But I would rather have it be an A2 and give the other point to my Literature. I know it dosen't make much of a difference but 3 distinctions always looks better than 2. But it's over. Nothing I can change about it.

For those of you crying over your results, listen to these words:

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonades. If you don't know how to make any goddamn lemonade, then make a lemon meringue pie."

If you think this dosen't make sense, think if crying over your results does.

I see my future stand before me
I walk past it.
Knowing what it knows dosen't fear me
For I am living proof of immortality.

LYING DORMANT...

I know I haven't been blogging as often, but I never really found the time to blog. Oh hell...Who am I kidding, I was just too lazy to blog the past month. Lazy and tired to be exact. But I have made a point to blog by the end of January. So here I am.

Before I start, I'd like to wish Fadhil a happy 17th birthday. I know I'm a few days off but I hope you understand.

Ok. I started the new year by restarting an old pastime of mine, golf. Not playing for 4 months screws up your swing alot. But after playing another few days, I think I've got my swing back. But this ain't the highlight of my month.

On Hari Raya Haji, I met up with my relatives at my grandfather's house. There, I met with an aunt of mine who is the principal of MINDS Jurong Gardens School. My mom complained to her that I was doing nothing at home. So being the kind aunt that she is, she asked me whether I would like to volunteer there. Well, to be frank, she didn't exactly ask me. My mom and her kinda ganged-up on me. So technically I was forced to go.
I went there the next day and filled up the form. Met the VP as he's in charge of the volunteers. His name was Mr. Lee.

I found out that my first task was to help him take down an old chalkboard that was literally falling apart. I mean it was held up by only nylon ropes and some thick string. The nails were so rusty that they were just black. The wooden supports were chipping away. It was a disaster waiting to happen. We couldn't really dismantle the whole thing as the frame reached all the way to the ceiling. So we just cut all the ropes and placed the chalkboard all the way at the bottom so as to not pose a danger to the kids.

That was just my first task. I have been asked to do these large cut-out of birds and paint them black. They were to be used as a way of addressing the current pigeon problem in the canteen. This alone took me 4 days to complete. Another task that required my physical labour was putting up ten shelves in the resource room. The task would have been much easier if the room had some bloody air-conditioning. The fans really didn't help as their reach went as far as the outside of the racks. Once I went in between the racks to do the shelving, it was like working in a sauna. But I'm not complaining 'cause my mother's giving me 10 bucks a day just for leaving the house and my aunt is giving me 10-20 bucks a week if she thinks I did good.

The great part about going to work there isn't the cash I receive. Workin with the children can be very fun and enriching. I've taken children from almost every level. From pre-school to juinor to senior and even the special classes. Junior could be compared to primary level and senior is sort of secondary level. Special is a whole different level. These are the ones who are slow learners and also have autism or attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). The age of the kids in the class can range from 8 to 18. The younger ones are usually much easier to control but the older ones are really a chore. You know how pre-schoolers run around and grab stuff? Well imagine an 18 year-old doing that. That was what I had to handle. If it was a pre-schooler, I could have easily pried them away from whatever hazardous thing they were playing with or just carried them back to their seat. But it's quite hard to do that to an 18 year-old who cannot really control his own strength. Carry him back to his seat? Are you crazy? It would be like carrying Pradip while he was throwing a three year-old tantrum. So what do I do? I just try to do the best I can do discipline him, even if it means shouting at him. But it's ok, I think. The kids rarely hold grudges against you and even though it's not to be abused, it's kind of heart warming to see the kids smile and wave at you while they are leaving on their bus even though you just gave them a scolding that would have made any other kid pee in their pants.

Favourite class? Pre-school and Senior 3. The kids are not only easy to manage but are generally more responsive and vibrant in class. They tend to interact more and are not that shy or introverted. Actually, the previous statement is just referring to Senior 3. They are graduating, so they must have those characteristics. I love the pre-school class 'cause they are just so bloody cute. They are still familiarizing themselves with their surroundings so they are still generally afraid to wander off. And they are also very eager to learn which makes teaching much easier.

Another great thing is when I can follow the students who are going for their CCAs. So far I have accompanied the children to bowling and horse-riding. No, I didn't get to ride the horses but it was fun seeing the children ride them.

Well, that's pretty much I am willing to write for now. I'll try to keep updating more often from now on.

An educated man learns everything from books,
A smart man learns that books don't teach you everything.
-Another quote from this man :: PSYCHOSIS

RESOLUTIONS...

Happy 2006 guys. Another year has passed and everybody is a year older. Everybody's always looking for the new year hoping they could mend their ways through, you guessed it, resolutions. So, in keeping with the rhythm, here are my resolutions.NOTE : All my resolutions will include friends or the need for them. I realized that resolutions are hard to fulfill without the help of friends.

RESOLUTIONS 2006

• Get a regular training partner 'cause going to the gym alone does nothing.
• Get the score I need to go to poly and hope that I'm not the only Andersonian idiot in my course.
• Go jamming with the guys more often and hope to play at least 1 live gig.
• Get into PCQ with Fariz and finally beat his ass.
• Get a job before poly starts.
• Get my PC and start playing golf more often.

That's all that I can pretty much think of at this moment. I think I might be coming down with something. Well, Happy New Year again and don't forget the music. \\m// \\m// ROCK ON!!!