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!!!

UNHOLY CONFESSIONS

Raise the volume. Avenged Sevenfold is in the house. Check out my sidebar and scroll all the way down to the media player. If the video is not already playing then press play. If you are still experiencing technical difficulties, try refreshing. If it still dosen't work, inform me about it through my shoutbox. WARNING : Video may run slowly on older computers. If it does run slowly, do the smart thing and just listen to the song. =P


Avenged Sevenfold - Unholy Confessions

"I'll try," she said as he walked away.
"Try not to lose you."
Two vibrant hearts could change.
Nothing tears the being more than deception,
unmasked fear.
"I'll be here waiting" tested and secure.

Nothing hurts my world,
just affects the ones around me
When sin's deep in my blood,
you'll be the one to fall.

"I wish I could be the one,
the one who won't care at all
But being the one on the stand,
I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.
When time soaked with blood turns its back,
I know it's hard to fall.
Confided in me was your heart
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."

Nothing will last in this life,
our time is spent constructing,
now you're perfecting a world... meant to sin.
Constrict your hands around me,
squeeze till I cannot breathe,
this air tastes dead inside me,
contribute to our plague.
Break all your promises,
tear down this steadfast wall,
restraints are useless here,
tasting salvation's near.

BACK IN BUSINESS...

I'm back.....=D

Haha. After a long time of not updating, I'm back and better than ever. But I'm still damn bored. All I've been doing is moving from the computer to the TV in my room. What a life huh?

The last week has been somewhat a bit weird for me. I was offered a job about a week ago. It was with a company doing network marketing. Wanna know what they were marketing? It was a bed fitted with a biomagnet of some kind. It's supposed to help aid the flow of blood and gets rid of cholesterol in the body. I've done a bit of research and it seems that the thing actually works. The magnetic flux gives the blood cells a sort of boost as they try to move past the barrier of cholesterol. Here's the catch. One mattress costs $5000!!! With that kind of money, you could free a whole Sudanese village of their misery.

Ok, enough about the product. Back to me. I went for the first interview on the 20th. I was asked to fill up a form. In the highest education space I wrote 'Sec Sch Leaving Cert'. Makes me seem like a dropout. Anyway, During the short interview, I was asked to choose between Sales Admin and Sales Marketing. I chose the admin one thinking it was easier. But I was open to other choices.

Two days later, I was called up to go to their monthly company seminar. The company is actually quite small. Only about 200+ people split into 10 units. I was supposed to be part of DW Giant Imperial. The seminar was okay, but it was also quite overwhelming. The workers there have a tight rapport and are quite close to each other. I felt sort of left out. At the end, I was told to come for the second interview the next day.

At the second interview, I was given a tour of the place and a presentation was made about the product. I have to admit, my presenter's English wasn't that good. But I was able to understand most of it. After that, I went to see the senior manager for my next round of interviews. There, I was able to clear my doubts about the product. At the end, I was told to come down for training on Monday, which was 3 day away.

When I went home, I was somewhat still not confident about the job. It was not what I had signed up for and it required me to travel around to meet clients for appointments. This is something I seriously didn't want to have to do for a job. I finally made my decision that noght to back out of the job.

Two days later, when one of the guys from the company called, I told the person that I wanted to back out. In my amazement, I was told to go see the manager to tell her personally that I was quitting. Quitting?? I don't think I was even working for them. I hadn't signed any agreements and I sure was not breaking my back for them yet. But I was told to quit??? What the hell. But nevermind, I am a professional man and decided to do the polite thing.

I went there the next day and was asked to talk to one of their supervisors. We sat at the company balcony and we talked. I tried to tell him my reason for not wanting to work there. But over and over he tried to 'solve' my problems. The matter of the fact was that I just simply did not want to work but he didn't want to let me go. I knew something fishy was going on when some guy called halfway through our conversation. He was from the company and was asking me whether I was still interested in the job. I was like "What the heck!!!". First, they ask me that I had to 'quit' the job. Now some idiot was calling me asking me if I was still interested. That just raised my blood to the boiling point. I made my last stand and Told the supervisor in a stern yet pissed off voice that there was no stopping me from leaving the job. He finally gave in and let me go. I was finaly relieved of my frustration. I stood up, shook the guys hand and left.

I thought any job that a teen could do was easy. I was wrong. There are some teens who are willing to break their backs for the sake of a job. The supervisor I was talking to was only 17, yet he was raking in $2100 a month. Some families don't earn that much. But I could see that his world was consumed by his job. That is something I believe shouldn't happen to a teen. A teen should not have to miss important life experiences for the sake of monetary wealth. If I were to die today, I would rather die with all the memories of time spent with friends and family than with a large salary to my name. To the 3 or 4 people who actually read my blog, please remember this lesson.

HEHEHE...

Just got 23 bucks from work today. Had to walk down 20 flights of stairs stairs though. haha... Nevermind though. It was a good workout for me. It's not that tough actually. At least this gives me some cash for the chalet...

THAT'S ALL FOLKS....

Grad ball was a blast! Marina Mandarin felt the wrath of the Andersonians as everybody strutted in their suits, shirts and dresses. It was one heck of an event.

I was able to get eveything I wanted to wear. Well almost. I couldn't find the ringer T-shirt that I was looking for. So I just got a Fender T-shirt. It worked well though. I wore that together with a white tailor-made blazer(couldn't find my size), black jeans and my sneakers. I realized there was nobody else dressed in the same style as me. Makes me damn original. hehe... :)

Pradip looked damn sleak in his trenchcoat. Reminded me of Neo from the Matrix. Dope sia Pradip. Fadhil wore a fitted blazer with a damn nice T-shirt underneath. He actually got everything that he wanted. Yiyang looked like a CEO the first time I saw him. Blazer, shirt and a T-shirt? Not hot ah Yiyang? Syafiq...Hai...Wore his grandfather's blazer or so he says. Looked good actually.

Actually, everybody looked good. Even those I didn't expect to look good came out quite well. But there were a few who did not exactly seem that presentable. I'm not naming any names.

The event itself was great. Although I must admit, the MC was a faggot. Can't even pronounce boombox properly. The prize for the lucky draw was crazy man. Altec-Lansing speakers, Karaoke sets, MP3 players, The IDog, and the top prize was a TV. Man, I wish I got the TV. But nevermind, my room already has a TV.

The awards had a few surprises. I'll name all the award winners. Mr. Personality was Melvin(no surprises) and Miss Congeniality was Anjali(quite a surprise). Man of Valour was Jeevan(lost for words) and Lady of Valour was Li Mei(not surprising). Prom King was Hashir(totally no surprise there) and Prom Quen was Liyin(damn bloody surprised).

Didn't manage to bag anything at the end of the day, but I did get to spend a memorable time with all my friends. That, I think, is the best thing about the ball. It's better than any prize that was up for grabs. It's also a great time to have fun together with the teachers. They worked damn hard for us and we worked hard for them so they deserve to have some fun with us.

I feel sorry for those who did not want to come for dumb reasons. I don't mind those who were already on holiday or were not allowed to go to the ball. But for those who just did not want to come missed out on alot. They missed spending time with friends and teachers. When are we ever going to be able to spend time together as a level with the teachers after today? You might think it was a bit expensive, but the memories gained from this experience were priceless. Never again could I have such an experience with my friends and teachers if I had not gone for the grad ball.

Oh yeah, before I go. Calling out to all those who have pictures of the grad ball with me in them, I WANT THOSE PICTURES!!!!

CAN'T REPEAT

Woohoo!!! Finally renovated my blog. I don't think it's gonna be permanent. But I think it works for now. If you don't see anything new then click on refresh. Inform me of any problems pls =)

Ok...First of all, the most important thing. The O's are over!! I'm so relieved. All the stress gone. No more studying for the next 6 months. Now it's nothing but work and money. I think I did quite alright for the O's. The only tough ones were Malay and the Sciences but I think I pulled through. Hopefully I can hit my target of 15...

I was actually quite relaxed throughout the O-levels. Not studying much, just relaxing and chilling. The way my papers were scheduled helped alot. I had my papers on alternate days and it allowed me to rest after each paper. This is what i expect: English:A1, Higher Malay:B4, English Literature:A2, Combined Humanities:A2, Elementary Mathematics:A1, Pure Physics:B3 and Pure Chemistry:B3. This gives me an L1R5 of about 12. Give and take a few and I think I hit my target. At least I hope so.

The first day after the O's which was on Saturday, me and some of the other Malay peeps went out to berjalan raya. Had alot of fun. Went to quite alot of houses including Cikgu Razilah's. I ate quite alot as there was food to be eaten at almost every house. We went to about 10 i think. That's alot of food. My stomach was so bloated at the end of the day, I thought it was gonna explode(sarcastic exaggeration). There was food, fun, friends and forgiveness. Something every Hari Raya should have. Hope we can do the same next year guys!!!

Grad ball is in two days time. Haven't gotten my T-shirt yet. Damn it. I'm really starting to get desperate. I hope by sheer luck I can get by the Grad Ball.*shrugs*

Well, that's mostly it. The song playing is Can't Repeat by The Offspring. I thought it was fitting since life in Anderson is coming to an end and we cannot repeat all the good times we had. I hope the memories will remain for as long as I shall live. Goodbye Anderson, Hello World

The Offspring - Can't Repeat

I woke the other day
And saw my world has changed
The past is over but tomorrow‘s wishful thinking
I can‘t hold onto what‘s been done
I can‘t grab onto what‘s to come
And I‘m just wishing I could stop, but

Life goes on
Come of age
Can‘t hold on
Turn the page

Time rolls on
Wipe these eyes
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries

Memories are bittersweet
The good times we can‘t repeat
Those days are gone and we can never get them back
Now we must move ahead
Despite our fear and dread
We‘re all just wishing we could stop, but

Life goes on
Come of age
Can‘t hold on
Turn the page

Time rolls on
Wipe your eyes
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries

With all our joys and fears
Wrapped in forgotten years
The past is laughing as today just slips away
Time tears down what we‘ve made
And sets another stage
And I‘m just wishing we could stop

Life goes on
Come of age
Can‘t hold on
Turn the page

Time rolls on
Wipe these eyes
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries

FINALLY....

I'm blogging just after 'sahur'. I slept the whole day yesterday after the HML O's. Damn tired. Now I can't sleep, so I decided to update my blog.

Finally...

I can't believe it. It's Hari Raya in two days and the major O's start in about 6 days. Both these events i just can't wait for. First it's Hari Raya. Can't wait to see all my relatives. Especially can't wait to see my cousins. I hope they come. I need to know how in the world they were able to get a gig in K.L. I know their band started out two years ago, but now they have an EP, they're getting gigs easily.

If you wanna know, they are actually a punk band called Rejected Scums. They are not your typical squeaky clean pop punk band that you may be thinking of. Pop punk's just a load of bulls*it. Their punk takes its roots from The Dirty Rotten Imbeciles and Anti-Flag. They stay true to what punk really is, everything against everything. They'll screw the government in more ways than one if they had the chance to. They are your typical spike and studs punk usually thought to be left behind with the 80's. They sound great too. Too bad my band's in a totally different genre.

So, ya. I can't wait for Hari Raya. The food, family, fun, forgiveness. Can't forget forgiveness. It's what Hari Raya is about.

Next big event is the O's. I know it's already started but those were minor papers, nothing much. Next week, all the Big Cajunas begin. All the Sciences and Humanities. Can't wait. I know most people are dreading the O's, but what is there to worry about when you know that you have studied and learnt everything there is to learn? You just have to chill and relax. Don't stress about anything. You've got to have confidence. That's a key factor in exam performance.

Well, I've pretty much have run out of things to say. My eyes are getting sleepy. So before I leave I'll wish evreybody a Happy Deepavali and Selamat Hari Raya.

Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow

Just recently discovered this crazy new emocore band from Wales called Bullet For My Valentine.For those who don't know wad screamo is, its a mix between emo and hardcore metal.So, I tried to attach a video to my media player to see if it was possible.Hope you enjoy the video in the sidebar.I know its a bit small but i can't help it.

Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow (What Can I Do?)

The night is starting here we go(I check out everything)
This is our time to lose control(What do you want from me)
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling

What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
What can I do to make you feel(your wanted)
What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow

Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from why am I here(your so predictable)
Fingers running through my hair(but its all just fiction!)
She stepped out from her underwear(so beautiful)

What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
What can I do to make you feel(your wanted)
What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow

Go!
(there’s bodies dying on the floor)
But I keep on staring
(my world is over, close the door)

Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?(your so predictable)
Fingers running through my hair
I’m a new addiction
She stepped out from her underwear (so beautiful)

What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
What can I do to make you feel(your wanted )
What can I do to make you see(your guilty)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow (words of sorrow)

PRELIMS....

Just got back prelim papers todae...I thot i did my worst...

Turns out it's the best i've done for this whole year...L1R5 : 28 L1B4 : 22...It's still not a good score.I have to admit that.But it's the first time that i have not failed anything.I think that deserves at least some credit.*pats self on the back*

I still have quite a hill to climb considering my target L1R5 is 15.But i have the absolute confidence in myself that i will be able to reach my target.I have to pull up my maths grade which got a severe beatdown after i decided to slack off it and focus on my other subjects.Almost turned out to be a bad move.

The breakdown of my score is on my sidebar under "This Just In" if u're interested in it.

I hope i can get a good L1B4 so that i can get at least a partial scholarship which could lessen the burden on my parents financially.After that it will be all up to me to get my diploma.

Today gave me quite a good chance to study the way people react to things which they no longer have control over.People were anxious to get their papers back with most of them having close to zero confidence in their ability to score.One person in particular is Bryan.If u're reading this Bryan, try to learn something frm this experience.

This was the first time where i had more confidence than Bryan in his ability to score.He thought he had screwed it all up after seeing his humanities and MT go down.It seemed like he was going to break down into tears.Bryan, please learn something here.You know that u tried ur best.So don't be worried about ur score when the people around u are not.Have confidence.

As usual there were people crying.I find there totally no use to cry over something that is already over and done with.It's just pointless.These people should pick themselves up and head for the finishing line with their last bit of energy.Don't waste it on crying.

So for every one taking their O-levels this year, work hard and take care of yourselves.Don't break ur back like Marc.

NOW THE HARD PART...

Prelims are over.I think i screwed it up.Could possibly be the worst showing i've ever had...

But i dun give a damn.It's not like i'm goin to jc anyway.I dun need to waste 3 months of my life doing something that i noe will not play a role in my future.I'm not cut out for jc.I can't sit down and mug for 8 hours straight.That's just not me.I'm more of a hands-on guy.U ask me to get my hands dirty and i'll do it for you.I would rather spend 8 hours doing a business presentation than spend the same amount of time mugging.That's why i'm going to poly to get my diploma in business management.Nanyang Polytechnic to be exact.

Actually i thought about going to S'pore poly or Temasek poly, but i was smart enough to realize that its too far away even in small Singapore.It wouldn't be much of a problem if i had a car or a motorbike but the thing is i don't.So i'll stick to somewhere close,NYP that's where i belong...

I spent the most of yesterday with my father and uncle at the driving range.I needed to improve on my golf swing and since i needed to relieve stress, i realized it was a good way to spend my saturday afternoon.Contrary to popular belief, golf is not an easy sport.You think swinging and whacking a ball is easy?Well yeah, sure its easy to just hit it, but try hitting a ball in a pre-determined directon with enough loft(height) so that it dosen't hit any obstacles while trying to give it enough backspin so that it stops the moment it lands.You must also take into account the wind speed and direction to ensure that ur shot is as accurate as possible.Dosen't sound so easy now rite?Plus if ur swing is not correct, you could possibly injure one of the several vertebrae found in your spinal cloumn.

I realized that its been a long time since i played golf and it was showing.My accuracy had dipped, my swing is totally falling apart.Even my short-game was ruined(for those who dunno wad a short-game is, its my short distance shots).Luckily i was able to get back my rhythm at the end of the day.

I think this week might be the only time i have to rest and relax before getting down to business.In about seven weeks time, the O-levels will dawn upon me.The dreaded O's that everyone's been talking about will finally be here.Judgement time is coming and there will be no second chances.

So i'll start mugging around this time next week in preparation for the O's.Actually, the O's ain't the hard part, it's the studying.Who in the right mind would sit down and spend their day reading about discoveries made centuries ago about things they obviously aren't interested in?If i was going to grow up to be a rocket scientist then maybe i would give a damn, but the thing is i'm not.But i'm forced to, and me being the good boy that i am,just do wat i'm told and shut my mouth about it.

I'll be targeting a healthy L1R5 of about 15 and an L1B4 of around 10-12.Its quite hard for me considering my last L1R5 was 33.But i'll try my best as my future depends on it.

So good luck to everybody taking the O's including myself and if i'm lucky (or unlucky), i'll see you in NYP next year.

Why do you care so much about me,
When in fact you hate me.
Why do you think about me,
When you want me dead.

Get out,
Go away.
I don't need you,
Get out of my head.

THE NEW BEGINNING....

Everybody beware for there is a new force heading into town.Wat was once Humanumesterare is now a force more powerful than ever.Though still unnamed, their presence will bring people to their knees.Keeran watch out.Now that ur gone, this band has never felt more free.We dont have to listen to ur little bitch ass whine about this and that.We just care about our music and not how popular or known we are.

I juz turned 16 last saturday(HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!).I spent the day out with fadhil.Watched 'The Longest Yard'.Damn funny man that show.There was a guy in the show who was as big as a tree but had only the brain of a child.That was funny.Nelly was quite good for his acting debut.Then we went to Peninsula Plaza to get my blazer measured up for grad ball.It's going to cost me 200 bucks.But its quite cheap considering its tailor-made and that other tailors do the same for much more(i.e. 300-400 bucks).I realized that i have very broad shoulders.20 inches.That's quite big.I thought i was around 16.Anyway the tailor there was quite nice.Offered me a few tips on life.Later me and fadhil made our way Suntec City to get his blazer from G2000.Looked good on him.It was a relaxed semi-formal blazer and it only cost him 125 bucks.Then began our hectic search for a t-shirt to go along with it.We went to a lot of shops to get that perfect old-skool look t-shirt.Didn't get one in the end even though there were a lot of options.Then we went back to Yishun checked out a couple more t-shirts and then decided to get a drink at McDonalds.After that, we made our way towards the bus-stop near aqidah's house.There he went off alone by himself to go get a sneak peak at her.Wat a romeo that guy is.After he was done, we waited and talked about the band and how it was going to be great.Then my bus came and i made my way home.i know it seems quite boring but it's fun to spend a day out wif one of ur best friends whom u noe wont backstab u.Thanks man fadhil, ur the best.

Tomorrow is the start of the prelims.I hope it'll be easy.Don't really care about it.I don't want my first three months anyway.But i will still study for it as it is still an exam.Gotta improve my chem.i sudied for it the last time around but failed the exam in the end.Haiz....

Well, i'll be goin now.Gotta go to sleep before my dad comes home or else he'll hammer me.....