yay. i finally handed in my clean tech 15-page report. really ddin't what to write, but somehow manage dto churn 15 pages out. so its not too bad. can concentrate on fyp once again. still have my engineers and society presentation to think about though.
still feeling abit whoozy from last night. could've been the lack of sleep since i woke early this morning at 10am. and yet i feel a deep sense of relief around me. in fact i almost feel a wee bit happy for myself. now wait till i continue on my fyp...
Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need ya
And tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions
Oh lets go back to the start
Running in circles, coming in tails
Heads on a science apart
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start
I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing tails
Coming back as we are
-the scientist, coldplay
love this song. dedicated to hotbabe.
our nation builder's website headline right now: manhunt on for armed robbers on tekong. go take a read. parents must be worried shit. the bmt and sispec recruits must be worried shit. police must be worried shit. gahmen must be worried shit. robbers must be kicking themselves in the nuts that of all the possible islands they could've escaped to they come to the only one which is equipped with thousands of m-16s and assorted rifles and weapons, several granade live-throwing ranges and LAW live-firing areas. no shit. i really am waiting with bated breath for what's gonna happen next. $10 says a firefight will ensue between military personnel and robbers, robbers killed/captured/surrender/cry, parents of recruits complain about safety of island, metal fence erected in northern part of island to appease parents, environmentalists complain fence is destroying the natural habitat of wildlife there...
haha.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
A Friend In Need
i dunno what to say really. i feel as though i'm just blogging for the sake of blogging.
last night was mambo wednesday at zouk.we drank tons. and i mean tons (i had 3 flamers and 1 sex on the beach). and yet i was okie. Mark got really pissed out, so i was with him outside most of the time. i made a cameo at the dancefloor for like what, 3 songs? it wasn't so bad until i realised i didn't have a lighter with me, my handphone died, AND i forgot to exchange BOTH my drink coupons. dog shite. but oh well, what's all that to help a friend in need eh? he's pretty okie this morning, i hope the good cry and perpetual vomitting did him some good. sometimes it takes a really good alcoholic piss-off just to unearth all the bad thoughts in a man and cleanse him of his ugly thoughts. hope last night helped.
the night before we had a steamboat outside lichun's room. quite alot of us. but once again the numbers always wittle when the food's about to finish and we gotta start cleaning up. wasn't exactly filling or anything but wasa nice little gathering especially for the old lot (that's me chun lian and leon...erm yup thats it.) i remember we used to do this like early last year too when the girls first had their single rooms. mulian's talking about a graduation trip. so we were thinking of doing hte road trip we did back last year (where chun fiona me and leon rented a car and drove to malacca and then drove the coast to port dickson then sepang then KLAA then cyberjaya putrajaya then kl then batu caves. adventures, thrills, shocks and basically fun you name it we lived it...and all captured in a videocam which we cannot find the tape!) but this time we go east like desaru mersing and kuantan instead. sounds awfully fun and can look forward to, but its just an idea lah. i'll update if things get concrete.
still slogging with fyp and shite. xianz. everyone's like done with their fyp but me man. haiz.
last night was mambo wednesday at zouk.we drank tons. and i mean tons (i had 3 flamers and 1 sex on the beach). and yet i was okie. Mark got really pissed out, so i was with him outside most of the time. i made a cameo at the dancefloor for like what, 3 songs? it wasn't so bad until i realised i didn't have a lighter with me, my handphone died, AND i forgot to exchange BOTH my drink coupons. dog shite. but oh well, what's all that to help a friend in need eh? he's pretty okie this morning, i hope the good cry and perpetual vomitting did him some good. sometimes it takes a really good alcoholic piss-off just to unearth all the bad thoughts in a man and cleanse him of his ugly thoughts. hope last night helped.
the night before we had a steamboat outside lichun's room. quite alot of us. but once again the numbers always wittle when the food's about to finish and we gotta start cleaning up. wasn't exactly filling or anything but wasa nice little gathering especially for the old lot (that's me chun lian and leon...erm yup thats it.) i remember we used to do this like early last year too when the girls first had their single rooms. mulian's talking about a graduation trip. so we were thinking of doing hte road trip we did back last year (where chun fiona me and leon rented a car and drove to malacca and then drove the coast to port dickson then sepang then KLAA then cyberjaya putrajaya then kl then batu caves. adventures, thrills, shocks and basically fun you name it we lived it...and all captured in a videocam which we cannot find the tape!) but this time we go east like desaru mersing and kuantan instead. sounds awfully fun and can look forward to, but its just an idea lah. i'll update if things get concrete.
still slogging with fyp and shite. xianz. everyone's like done with their fyp but me man. haiz.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
My Friend The Misery
below is a terribly long rant so i really wouldn't reccommend anyone to read it.
i feel like crap. i can't explain why, but yeah, i feel as though i fell in some really deep puddle of dog shite and couldn't swim out, and there're no vines to grab onto to save myself...and i'm slowly drowning drowning drowning. was feeling like that since last night but i thought a night's sleep would've helped forget my troubles.
guess i was wrong.
i think this fyp's killing me man. if there ever were a reason for me to go silly and go into a depression, this would probably be it. it feels almost like a relationship i'm having with this hot babe who's giving me mixed emotions. one minute she's really nice to me and cooee and hugs and kisses and all and the next she tells me we really can't work out, and shuns me like the plague. how am i supposed to think straight? dog shite. i feel lost. i wish i had more direction doing this all alone. and yet deep inside i know this hot babe and i, we can't work out, she's right you know, and she was the one who first mentioned so. things really won't work out this way, not for now at least. this style might've worked out for anyone else, but no-sireee-bob not her. its wrong for me to treat her like that. maybe she just thinks she's but a toy to me. she must have noticed my dumb flaws for all that she's known me. maybe i should've been nice and showed more interest in her from the start. i did. i really was genuinely interested some time ago. i even wrote it down in my interim report. and last night i was reading it over and over again and the memories of what i've done came flooding in. i now wish i had worked harder and made more progress then. it wasn't my fault that i didn't do much to improve our relationship. back then she had someone else to care for her and take up all her attention while all i could do was look on and just be that fly on the wall trying not to be in the picture, or be there when (and only if) she needed me. alot of times i just looked on jealously as that other guy bothered about her and i'd be seeing how lousy he treats her and yet she'd still lap it all in and then i'd vow to treat her better when my turn came and hope she'd behave the same unto me. when i finally took over, she was a wreck. i dunno, maybe she was venting her frustations on me, maybe she was still rebounding, but what-the-hey i had to get her back on her feet somehow, i guess i cared too much for my own good. it all happened so suddenly like a flash, then again maybe we rushed into things too fast, whatever we did we tried not to let it bother us, and yet deep down we knew it was wrong wrong wrong. the previous guy really didn't do a good job with her and now here i found myself trying to pick up those pieces for her and help her through. so she'd be cold hot cold hot cold hot...yet in the back of my mind i dun think she's really let go of him yet, afterall he did meld her into what she's become, and thats why she treats me this way. sometimes hot, sometimes cold, so nonchalent and bo chup one moment, then so receptive to my initiations the next. alot of what i've written in the interim are good shit mind you, in fact i'll use most of it in my final report (do i have a choice?). maybe if i had signalled my intentions that i was really interested in her and tried to wrestle her and confuse her to make her choose between the both of us, maybe things might have been different. maybe i really should've spent more time with her when i had the chance.
no time for regrets now. what's done cannot be undone. i can't turn back the clock. all i can do is to keep on slogging away like a horse, and hope that things might one day turn out better than i'd expect. i haven't seen the hot babe for two whole days having been spending time in my room and com lab working on my report. i know things might be weird between us and for days to come maybe even awkward. i dunno, i'm just like that i guess, some reclusive freak. but hopefully she won't give up on me, because i definitely can't give up on her. i know she still likes me alot, maybe even alot alot alot in fact. i can see it from her normal behaviour, eric the labtech can see it, yuan chuan the masters student can see it, i just hope the fire in us both can continue to burn brightly. and then maybe someday, one day, things will all work out just fine and we both will be able to make amends to each other and share our love...
in fact the song "time of my life" by macy gray is a reflection of my current sentiments for you, hot babe. go take a listen.
cheers.
i feel like crap. i can't explain why, but yeah, i feel as though i fell in some really deep puddle of dog shite and couldn't swim out, and there're no vines to grab onto to save myself...and i'm slowly drowning drowning drowning. was feeling like that since last night but i thought a night's sleep would've helped forget my troubles.
guess i was wrong.
i think this fyp's killing me man. if there ever were a reason for me to go silly and go into a depression, this would probably be it. it feels almost like a relationship i'm having with this hot babe who's giving me mixed emotions. one minute she's really nice to me and cooee and hugs and kisses and all and the next she tells me we really can't work out, and shuns me like the plague. how am i supposed to think straight? dog shite. i feel lost. i wish i had more direction doing this all alone. and yet deep inside i know this hot babe and i, we can't work out, she's right you know, and she was the one who first mentioned so. things really won't work out this way, not for now at least. this style might've worked out for anyone else, but no-sireee-bob not her. its wrong for me to treat her like that. maybe she just thinks she's but a toy to me. she must have noticed my dumb flaws for all that she's known me. maybe i should've been nice and showed more interest in her from the start. i did. i really was genuinely interested some time ago. i even wrote it down in my interim report. and last night i was reading it over and over again and the memories of what i've done came flooding in. i now wish i had worked harder and made more progress then. it wasn't my fault that i didn't do much to improve our relationship. back then she had someone else to care for her and take up all her attention while all i could do was look on and just be that fly on the wall trying not to be in the picture, or be there when (and only if) she needed me. alot of times i just looked on jealously as that other guy bothered about her and i'd be seeing how lousy he treats her and yet she'd still lap it all in and then i'd vow to treat her better when my turn came and hope she'd behave the same unto me. when i finally took over, she was a wreck. i dunno, maybe she was venting her frustations on me, maybe she was still rebounding, but what-the-hey i had to get her back on her feet somehow, i guess i cared too much for my own good. it all happened so suddenly like a flash, then again maybe we rushed into things too fast, whatever we did we tried not to let it bother us, and yet deep down we knew it was wrong wrong wrong. the previous guy really didn't do a good job with her and now here i found myself trying to pick up those pieces for her and help her through. so she'd be cold hot cold hot cold hot...yet in the back of my mind i dun think she's really let go of him yet, afterall he did meld her into what she's become, and thats why she treats me this way. sometimes hot, sometimes cold, so nonchalent and bo chup one moment, then so receptive to my initiations the next. alot of what i've written in the interim are good shit mind you, in fact i'll use most of it in my final report (do i have a choice?). maybe if i had signalled my intentions that i was really interested in her and tried to wrestle her and confuse her to make her choose between the both of us, maybe things might have been different. maybe i really should've spent more time with her when i had the chance.
no time for regrets now. what's done cannot be undone. i can't turn back the clock. all i can do is to keep on slogging away like a horse, and hope that things might one day turn out better than i'd expect. i haven't seen the hot babe for two whole days having been spending time in my room and com lab working on my report. i know things might be weird between us and for days to come maybe even awkward. i dunno, i'm just like that i guess, some reclusive freak. but hopefully she won't give up on me, because i definitely can't give up on her. i know she still likes me alot, maybe even alot alot alot in fact. i can see it from her normal behaviour, eric the labtech can see it, yuan chuan the masters student can see it, i just hope the fire in us both can continue to burn brightly. and then maybe someday, one day, things will all work out just fine and we both will be able to make amends to each other and share our love...
in fact the song "time of my life" by macy gray is a reflection of my current sentiments for you, hot babe. go take a listen.
cheers.
Monday, March 15, 2004
Dreadful Display
we lost. 3-1 to some crap team. we should've won, but we lost. dog shite.
we played like crap and STILL should've won, but we lost. main culprits were myself and zhikun. geez i played so badly i think i would've missed a whole barn if i were kicking a ball 5m from it. i missed at least 5 glaring good chances, 2 one-on-one chances, hit the post once, AND almost scored a dumb own goal by kicking a ball into my face. THAT's how bad i was. zhikun also missed a host of chances, but at least he got himself on the scoring sheet.
i played so badly i didn't even have the heart to shout much today. the whole team sucked in general, with only john's commendable defending to show for. we were all really out of sorts lah. all i did was glare at people this time instead of shouting at them, which technically is a lousier thing to do than shouting since it shows i don't care anymore. each lousy play i'd let out a pretty loud 'tsk!' and that was it. what a piss face i was. hope none of them take it to heart, i know its quite demoralising when a senoir does so. i dunno how the freshmen are gonna do without us next year man, their play was sometimes so horrendous as a team that i would rather go watch some ballet performance. ack! duno how the twins even made it into the team man. haha. okie shan't be mean.
anyway like i said the other team sucked so bad that we could've beaten them if we took at least two or three more of our million chances. we were dominating them and could've done so further but we let them into the game and our lousy defending once again gave away a few easy goals. normally we'd conceded quite alot of goals but we'd make up for it by scoring a few to lower the deficit or, like last week's game, actually win. argh. xianz. kie lah we have to move on anyway. final game's on thursday against hall 10. we're gonna get slaughtered if we play like today.
should've just gone for malay instead. wonder how i did for my quiz.
we played like crap and STILL should've won, but we lost. main culprits were myself and zhikun. geez i played so badly i think i would've missed a whole barn if i were kicking a ball 5m from it. i missed at least 5 glaring good chances, 2 one-on-one chances, hit the post once, AND almost scored a dumb own goal by kicking a ball into my face. THAT's how bad i was. zhikun also missed a host of chances, but at least he got himself on the scoring sheet.
i played so badly i didn't even have the heart to shout much today. the whole team sucked in general, with only john's commendable defending to show for. we were all really out of sorts lah. all i did was glare at people this time instead of shouting at them, which technically is a lousier thing to do than shouting since it shows i don't care anymore. each lousy play i'd let out a pretty loud 'tsk!' and that was it. what a piss face i was. hope none of them take it to heart, i know its quite demoralising when a senoir does so. i dunno how the freshmen are gonna do without us next year man, their play was sometimes so horrendous as a team that i would rather go watch some ballet performance. ack! duno how the twins even made it into the team man. haha. okie shan't be mean.
anyway like i said the other team sucked so bad that we could've beaten them if we took at least two or three more of our million chances. we were dominating them and could've done so further but we let them into the game and our lousy defending once again gave away a few easy goals. normally we'd conceded quite alot of goals but we'd make up for it by scoring a few to lower the deficit or, like last week's game, actually win. argh. xianz. kie lah we have to move on anyway. final game's on thursday against hall 10. we're gonna get slaughtered if we play like today.
should've just gone for malay instead. wonder how i did for my quiz.
A Relaxing Day
argh. man u just got thrashed 4-1 by man city. xianz. this season's really a bad one for us fans. out of the champs league, third in the league behind chelsea and arsenal, only winnable trophy would be a fa cup, but gotta get past arsenal in the semis first. i suppose whoever wins that semi-final game will go on to win the fa cup anyway since the other semi final tie is between sunderland and either tranmere or millwall (millwall? i mean alistair edwards once played for them lor! sunderland will make the finals for sure.)
it's been a relaxing day for me. really not looking forward to another hell week starting tommorrow...
spent a good 2hrs just reading the morning papers (its a must-do when i wake at home), then had lunch with val in siglap, nice of her to drive me to and from home even though i could've walked there myself. went to place some small bets in sgpools for the first time in more than two months of which i've already lost $5 cuz of the above result. dog shite.
went to the gym with chuen. had a full upper body workout, i think i won't be able to move my arms tommorrow but that would just make me happy. i'm currently at 67.5kg, can't believe i've lost almost 5kg since late last year. must be my attachment made me fat while my fyp's killing me. looks like i gotta build up more muscle than beer belly. even my sis says i drink too much just from reading my blogs. i realise i'm only able to benchpress 50 pounds and shoulderlift 120 pounds (and needed bro's help for it). not very strong at all. my bro benchpresses 70 pounds and shoulder lifts 170. must remind myself never to offend him. we then ordered pizza back for dinner instead of going out since parent trap was showing on tv. i love that show!! the olsen twins are like bloody cute lor!!
i took the train back to ntu alone. i haven't done so for quite awhile but i always enjoy taking the train back alone. it gives me ample 'alone' time to reflect and think about alot of things thats been going on around me. i spent the first half of my journey finally finishing up big fish *hooray* (so the ending was almost the same afterall) and the other half thinking about alot of stuff.
thinking is depressing sometimes. thats why its always better to be constantly busy with work when you're depressed because you wouldn't have to let your depressive thoughts wonder and spiral further downwards. i dunno what i'm saying liaoz.
anyway i deliberately took the 179 bus instead of the 199 one just to find out which got me back to my room faster. according to my hp clock, i took exactly 14 minutes from jp interchange to the canteen 2 busstop and another 5 minutes to walk back to my room from there. will try to remember to time a 199 trip next time out.
a relaxing day for me. hell tommorrow.
it's been a relaxing day for me. really not looking forward to another hell week starting tommorrow...
spent a good 2hrs just reading the morning papers (its a must-do when i wake at home), then had lunch with val in siglap, nice of her to drive me to and from home even though i could've walked there myself. went to place some small bets in sgpools for the first time in more than two months of which i've already lost $5 cuz of the above result. dog shite.
went to the gym with chuen. had a full upper body workout, i think i won't be able to move my arms tommorrow but that would just make me happy. i'm currently at 67.5kg, can't believe i've lost almost 5kg since late last year. must be my attachment made me fat while my fyp's killing me. looks like i gotta build up more muscle than beer belly. even my sis says i drink too much just from reading my blogs. i realise i'm only able to benchpress 50 pounds and shoulderlift 120 pounds (and needed bro's help for it). not very strong at all. my bro benchpresses 70 pounds and shoulder lifts 170. must remind myself never to offend him. we then ordered pizza back for dinner instead of going out since parent trap was showing on tv. i love that show!! the olsen twins are like bloody cute lor!!
i took the train back to ntu alone. i haven't done so for quite awhile but i always enjoy taking the train back alone. it gives me ample 'alone' time to reflect and think about alot of things thats been going on around me. i spent the first half of my journey finally finishing up big fish *hooray* (so the ending was almost the same afterall) and the other half thinking about alot of stuff.
thinking is depressing sometimes. thats why its always better to be constantly busy with work when you're depressed because you wouldn't have to let your depressive thoughts wonder and spiral further downwards. i dunno what i'm saying liaoz.
anyway i deliberately took the 179 bus instead of the 199 one just to find out which got me back to my room faster. according to my hp clock, i took exactly 14 minutes from jp interchange to the canteen 2 busstop and another 5 minutes to walk back to my room from there. will try to remember to time a 199 trip next time out.
a relaxing day for me. hell tommorrow.
Sunday, March 14, 2004
Yet Another Blog
this blog's written for the sake of those in my daily-updating-for-new-entries fanclub who've been asking why i haven't been blogging much of late. it ain't easy but i'm forcing myself to write this. i didn't realise my blogs had such a huge following (head swelling, but okie its not exactly grand canyon huge lah), but it adds to the pressure of delivering readable and regular blogs. was lamenting to mark that its harder to be very personal on this blog anymore (as compared to my earlier entries), so i think it was a good thing that i still maintained my normal written diary. anyways i'm pretty sure there's enough tidbits and juicy rubbush in here to hopefully fan interest.
so yesterday i didn't blog since the morning because i've been slogging on my fyp (yet again!), like i've been doing the past week. its a terrible and torturous routine of cutting and pasting data, drawing graphs and basically staring at the computer screen for hours on end. my butt hurts from sitting on my cushioned chair for so long, my eyes are really tired and saggy, and the thought of having to keep doing all this amongst the culmination of my other assignment deadlines just makes me feel like crap. i only left for home around 1030pm at night after i had completed a good part of the readings i had set out to analyse. in fact the ride home was a very soothing one that had a really sayang-ing effect, so much so that i fell into deep slumber immediately upon touching my bed. i think i feel a depression coming (not that i've really been in one). need help here.
there's also the highlight of yesterday which turned out to be my dinner at extension with mark. yes, just me and ol'markie boy. we ate at the newly expanded kopitiam which was infested with city-harvest young punks (we're talking 13-19yrs old demographic) and we actually had to share a crummy table with yet another lonely church-goer who was alone. i had my regularly hainanese chicken rice (i almost always eat only the chicken rice or the duck rice there) while mark had teochew sliced fish porridge. then we each had a waffle from prima deli (they taste better than those sold in the other bakery nearer 7-e because they cook them waffles for you on the spot). afterthat i bought a packet of catfish and zebrafish (as food for my bitch) and some fish flakes and then we returned to school. how excitingly eventful.
i hear the east is getting flooded (to those affected maybe can tell me more?) from the monsoon rain that's been hitting singapore the last coupla days. each time it pours, places like tanjong katong upper east coast and paya lebar flood to record levels. for the first time in my life i saw on the news the huge canal criss-crossing the paya lebar mrt station filled almost to the brim, which to me is amazing because most times its either dried up sans the little drain in the middle or barely flowing at ankle depth. i mean its not even possible to throw a fishing line in since the waters are perpetually shallow. but on thursday i saw with my own eyes the one time the canal really saved the city plaza and mrt area from flooding. wow.
i've decided prior to coming back yesterday that i'd take a whole day's break today (it is the day of rest afterall) so perhaps i'll just blog a tad more if i'm free later. else i'd probably be sleeping my lazy afternoon away. my parents are up in malaysia visiting the aunts and uncles (amidst the election campaigns - go BN! win the hearts and minds of the chinese!), coming back on tuesday i think, so i think i'll drag fen and chuen out for a good dinner tonight. whee.
so yesterday i didn't blog since the morning because i've been slogging on my fyp (yet again!), like i've been doing the past week. its a terrible and torturous routine of cutting and pasting data, drawing graphs and basically staring at the computer screen for hours on end. my butt hurts from sitting on my cushioned chair for so long, my eyes are really tired and saggy, and the thought of having to keep doing all this amongst the culmination of my other assignment deadlines just makes me feel like crap. i only left for home around 1030pm at night after i had completed a good part of the readings i had set out to analyse. in fact the ride home was a very soothing one that had a really sayang-ing effect, so much so that i fell into deep slumber immediately upon touching my bed. i think i feel a depression coming (not that i've really been in one). need help here.
there's also the highlight of yesterday which turned out to be my dinner at extension with mark. yes, just me and ol'markie boy. we ate at the newly expanded kopitiam which was infested with city-harvest young punks (we're talking 13-19yrs old demographic) and we actually had to share a crummy table with yet another lonely church-goer who was alone. i had my regularly hainanese chicken rice (i almost always eat only the chicken rice or the duck rice there) while mark had teochew sliced fish porridge. then we each had a waffle from prima deli (they taste better than those sold in the other bakery nearer 7-e because they cook them waffles for you on the spot). afterthat i bought a packet of catfish and zebrafish (as food for my bitch) and some fish flakes and then we returned to school. how excitingly eventful.
i hear the east is getting flooded (to those affected maybe can tell me more?) from the monsoon rain that's been hitting singapore the last coupla days. each time it pours, places like tanjong katong upper east coast and paya lebar flood to record levels. for the first time in my life i saw on the news the huge canal criss-crossing the paya lebar mrt station filled almost to the brim, which to me is amazing because most times its either dried up sans the little drain in the middle or barely flowing at ankle depth. i mean its not even possible to throw a fishing line in since the waters are perpetually shallow. but on thursday i saw with my own eyes the one time the canal really saved the city plaza and mrt area from flooding. wow.
i've decided prior to coming back yesterday that i'd take a whole day's break today (it is the day of rest afterall) so perhaps i'll just blog a tad more if i'm free later. else i'd probably be sleeping my lazy afternoon away. my parents are up in malaysia visiting the aunts and uncles (amidst the election campaigns - go BN! win the hearts and minds of the chinese!), coming back on tuesday i think, so i think i'll drag fen and chuen out for a good dinner tonight. whee.
Saturday, March 13, 2004
Tired Morning
hmm. it's yet another day of non-blogging yesterday. was busy wrestling with fyp the whole of yesterday in the fluids mechanics lab. xianz. hopefully i'll be able to churn out a proper presentation of results by monday so that i can continue with the rest of my experiments. also have to start on my fyp report man. and my clean tech report. and my ens presentation. double xianz.
we went cheonging again last night. this time to newsroom bar. quite alot of hall people went. there was *deep breath* me chun lian guoxin mark beth xiaowei zhihong ah aow john hongwei tsen yeow ben tan eddie. and then after the whole thing ended we went outside and bumped into pearly danny and xiaobin.
i wouldn't say last night was the best of cheonging sessions largely because i was really tired. wherever i was the whole night i had the tendency to drift in and out of my existing state of mind. found myself stoning alot. and i didn't even bothered to dance much (only around the end i suppose). we shared two bottles of chivas regal which got most of us all sufficiently high. i think the rest of them had quite alot of fun.
most of everyone were dancing then drinking dancing then drinking while i mainly hung around looking after the drinks with whoever who took turns hanging around me (thankfully i wasn't left alone most of the time). i was smoking like a chimney though. darn. gotta stop that liaoz. the alcohol's not so bad but the fags give me a sore throat every morning after. shite.
so the whole night i was hanging around the couches playing cai quan with different people, occasionally going to the toilet or popping by the dancefloor for a brief cameo. later on lichun and i went to 7-11 to get some fresh air and go atm to get money, then on the way back we were checking out other clubs. apparently beth and guoxin also went to 7e but we didn't see them. mark wasn't so happy that beth went without telling him or something lidat though i thought mark was sleeping really soundly on the couch when i left. anyway the ride on the taxi with the both of them felt a tad weird (i don't like the awkwardness of strained silence, but maybe i was just tired) anyway i (not surprisingly) fell in and out of sleep throughout our journey back so it wasn't too bad.
will be spending the rest of today doing my dreaded fyp again. it's such a strain to have my fyp drag on for so long but it sure looks like its gonna drag on till the end of the month. so don't expect me to be blogging as much as i used to.
we went cheonging again last night. this time to newsroom bar. quite alot of hall people went. there was *deep breath* me chun lian guoxin mark beth xiaowei zhihong ah aow john hongwei tsen yeow ben tan eddie. and then after the whole thing ended we went outside and bumped into pearly danny and xiaobin.
i wouldn't say last night was the best of cheonging sessions largely because i was really tired. wherever i was the whole night i had the tendency to drift in and out of my existing state of mind. found myself stoning alot. and i didn't even bothered to dance much (only around the end i suppose). we shared two bottles of chivas regal which got most of us all sufficiently high. i think the rest of them had quite alot of fun.
most of everyone were dancing then drinking dancing then drinking while i mainly hung around looking after the drinks with whoever who took turns hanging around me (thankfully i wasn't left alone most of the time). i was smoking like a chimney though. darn. gotta stop that liaoz. the alcohol's not so bad but the fags give me a sore throat every morning after. shite.
so the whole night i was hanging around the couches playing cai quan with different people, occasionally going to the toilet or popping by the dancefloor for a brief cameo. later on lichun and i went to 7-11 to get some fresh air and go atm to get money, then on the way back we were checking out other clubs. apparently beth and guoxin also went to 7e but we didn't see them. mark wasn't so happy that beth went without telling him or something lidat though i thought mark was sleeping really soundly on the couch when i left. anyway the ride on the taxi with the both of them felt a tad weird (i don't like the awkwardness of strained silence, but maybe i was just tired) anyway i (not surprisingly) fell in and out of sleep throughout our journey back so it wasn't too bad.
will be spending the rest of today doing my dreaded fyp again. it's such a strain to have my fyp drag on for so long but it sure looks like its gonna drag on till the end of the month. so don't expect me to be blogging as much as i used to.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
Sweet Victory
gosh i'm still addicted to the billy joel song...
anyway, we won! finally after four matches into the ntu-organized futsal tournement (read john's take of it cuz i'm too lazy to recall - the bend it like john entries), we won our first match. and against the team at the top of the table (hall 2) somemore!
i've always said we play much better when we don't substitute players in and out so much. and sadly, no offence to some of those in the team, but they really can't cut it lah, once they come into the game i'd get demoralised. anyway without erm, some of them being substituted in today, we actually held out really well against a top-ranked team.
we started with paul as 'keeper, john and sundar as defenders and myself and zhikun as strikers, which, in my opinion is probably the best line-up anyway. i learnt that ben kuah has quit the team liaoz so that explains zhikun's inclusion in our side.
the game started like most other games when hall 2 scored first because of a fumble by paul. i dunno why he always makes wrong decisions at the wrong time and i feel damn bad for always shouting so angrily at him when we play, but deep inside i know he's really been a great keeper for us this whole tournement.
the inclusion of zhikun in the team really did wonders even though he was still quite green to the team. his eager first time tonjo of an equaliser was a rocket that could have ripped the net and i was damn relieved we equalised (like we could start from level again). i think that was quite decisive because it lifted our spirits ( for a moment i thought we were gonna be in for a thrashing).
the second goal was courtesy of yours trully, a simple kick-back after zhikun (again!) tested their keeper with another rocket. it's all about being at the right place at the right time.
the third goal was a brilliant exhibition of the kind of chemistry that john and i really have (i wish the whole team was lidat), he took the ball down the court, got double teamed and gave it to me and i dribbled down and knew he would be running down the flank and thats where i left it from an acute angle on the left side. kudos to him for latching on to my pass so well and scoring from the acute angle.
half-time 3-1 we were up.
the second half they came back really strongly and tested paul quite a few times (told you he was good). they scored the second goal (i think it was the ex-ivp eddie who scored) from the left corner at a really acute angle, so acute we all thought we shot into the side netting and even the referee wasn't sure if it were a goal (but he gave it after consulting the largely hall 2 crowd).
it is interesting to know that by this time a bunch of supporters had gathered around the blocks surrounding the hall 2 futsal court (it was their homeground indeed) and were screaming for their players to jiayou and crap. but i think that motivated us all the more.
our fourth goal was once again by me, this time our pressing paid off and they fumbled on a backpass which no one wanted to run for and i latched on really quickly. the goalkeeper was out of the zone to take me on but i managed to shoot a cheeky shot through his legs. haha. poor sod. the goal came out of nowhere but it proved to be the decider.
they came on to us really strongly and had quite alot of good attempts wasted by poor finishing (i thought we were damn lucky), and even managed to scored a last-gasp goal due to a defensive mix-up. in the end we held on still and managed to keep them away from goal. a win thats really sweet indeed! final score: 4-3 to us.
i'm aching all over now though. think i must be getting really unfit.
anyway, we won! finally after four matches into the ntu-organized futsal tournement (read john's take of it cuz i'm too lazy to recall - the bend it like john entries), we won our first match. and against the team at the top of the table (hall 2) somemore!
i've always said we play much better when we don't substitute players in and out so much. and sadly, no offence to some of those in the team, but they really can't cut it lah, once they come into the game i'd get demoralised. anyway without erm, some of them being substituted in today, we actually held out really well against a top-ranked team.
we started with paul as 'keeper, john and sundar as defenders and myself and zhikun as strikers, which, in my opinion is probably the best line-up anyway. i learnt that ben kuah has quit the team liaoz so that explains zhikun's inclusion in our side.
the game started like most other games when hall 2 scored first because of a fumble by paul. i dunno why he always makes wrong decisions at the wrong time and i feel damn bad for always shouting so angrily at him when we play, but deep inside i know he's really been a great keeper for us this whole tournement.
the inclusion of zhikun in the team really did wonders even though he was still quite green to the team. his eager first time tonjo of an equaliser was a rocket that could have ripped the net and i was damn relieved we equalised (like we could start from level again). i think that was quite decisive because it lifted our spirits ( for a moment i thought we were gonna be in for a thrashing).
the second goal was courtesy of yours trully, a simple kick-back after zhikun (again!) tested their keeper with another rocket. it's all about being at the right place at the right time.
the third goal was a brilliant exhibition of the kind of chemistry that john and i really have (i wish the whole team was lidat), he took the ball down the court, got double teamed and gave it to me and i dribbled down and knew he would be running down the flank and thats where i left it from an acute angle on the left side. kudos to him for latching on to my pass so well and scoring from the acute angle.
half-time 3-1 we were up.
the second half they came back really strongly and tested paul quite a few times (told you he was good). they scored the second goal (i think it was the ex-ivp eddie who scored) from the left corner at a really acute angle, so acute we all thought we shot into the side netting and even the referee wasn't sure if it were a goal (but he gave it after consulting the largely hall 2 crowd).
it is interesting to know that by this time a bunch of supporters had gathered around the blocks surrounding the hall 2 futsal court (it was their homeground indeed) and were screaming for their players to jiayou and crap. but i think that motivated us all the more.
our fourth goal was once again by me, this time our pressing paid off and they fumbled on a backpass which no one wanted to run for and i latched on really quickly. the goalkeeper was out of the zone to take me on but i managed to shoot a cheeky shot through his legs. haha. poor sod. the goal came out of nowhere but it proved to be the decider.
they came on to us really strongly and had quite alot of good attempts wasted by poor finishing (i thought we were damn lucky), and even managed to scored a last-gasp goal due to a defensive mix-up. in the end we held on still and managed to keep them away from goal. a win thats really sweet indeed! final score: 4-3 to us.
i'm aching all over now though. think i must be getting really unfit.
Mambo Jumbo Funbo!
okie so in the end we really did go to mambo, zouk.
and in the end it was only me leon hongwei and guoxin. but what fun!
there's something about going in a small group of all males. there's alot of freedom to let yourself go and not worry about the people you're with and there weren't any girls with us to look after even *double yippee*.
so it all began around 1015 when hongwei finally came back from dunno where and we chop-chop dressed up and flagged a cab to meet leon who was there like super duper early. it was already funny in the beginning because the moment we hopped into that cab, the uncle accepted a booking from somewhere else (dun ask me why but i think it was his itchy fingers), so he told us he had no choice but to chase us out (else he'd get suspended or something). but conscience obviously ate into him, and he decided to call his friend to pick us up instead. so alrightey, we said, but since his friend didn't know how to get to hall 8, the nice uncle actually drove us to the entrance of ntu (at no extra charge of course) just to meet up with his friend. needless to say uncle was a nice malay (but i won't get into that). so we dropped off at the entrance of jalan bahar and hopped into another cab...and to zouk we went.
i've always had the impression that mambo was eternally packed on wednesdays, but yesterday wasn't the case. there was no queue by the time we reached at 11pm. cover was $20, so we entered phuture. met huimin there with her friends. the dancefloor wasn't even crowded when we entered, so we just hung around the bar waiting for the dancefloor to fill, the music wasn't even very good right up to that point. and that's when we decided we oughta whack ourselves silly with something good.
first we each ordered an e-33 cider each (there as a promo that only required one coupon instead of the usual two for a bottle), then we went down to the bar nearest the dancefloor. note that after our first bottle, guoxin starts complaining that his tummy felt bloated (him and i had a beer each while waiting for hongwei in hall). by this time the music was getting good (could've been the cider) and we were drifting towards the dancefloor liaoz. then suddenly, out of impulse, someone (naturally it could only have been yours trully) decided that since it was 1-for-1, we should each down a couple of flaming lambourghinis!
the male ego is a very fragile but huge one, one that can easily be swayed by sheer machoismo and peer taunting. throw in the fact that we were pumped up for alcohol, and you'd get everyone just trying to verbally outdo the other in regards to just how much each of us can manage.
back to the flaming... so we marched to the bar and ordered our lambourghinis. one each first. $11.50 a pop (normal $23). cheap shit. everyone downs their cuppa pretty simply, till guoxin takes it. he chokes. no go. didn't finish, hongwei finishes it for him. poor sod. so guoxin's out of the picture. he's quite gone and you can see from his face that he's already up there at the higher level waiting for the rest of us.
the frail ego is easily overcomed and we decide a second one would be a piece of cake, i mean honestly i was still feeling quite alright. so leon and i take a double. finished. still good. for a moment i thought i wasted my money not able to feel high after two flamers, but the burning sensation told me the hammer would knock soon. hongwei could'nt find a partner to share a double, so leon takes it with him. 3rd for leon. downs it with ease. wow.
okie so no more drinks liao. we hit the dancefloor and the music's like really flowing this time with 'ymca' and 'summer rain' to welcome us back to the dancefloor. the shit starts to kick in once we're there. i mean REALLY kick in. i saw it in guoxin earlier (he's still gone), then i could see it in hongwei too, and leon's looking all weird, and i found myself spinning quite alot. argh. so for the next 2 hours, we partied like animals (just how do animals party anyway?) and thanks to the brilliant music, we didn't take any breaks (my surprisingly old body could take it). and so that summed up our night session.
by 0245 we stumbled out and realised we left a man behind (who else but guoxin) and went back to look for him (i just leaned by a railing while the others did actually). we got a cab and went back to school. the cab driver was another really nice chap (this time he was an apnn), offered us plastic bags(though we never got to use them) and spent the whole trip us stories of horror passengers who puked in cabs and the three of us (minus guoxin who was sleeping) constantly went 'ooh' and 'eeeew' and all that just to whet his appetite for telling us more.
upon reaching hall guoxin rolled out and puked (thank goodness not in horror-story uncle's cab) and then we all helped him back to his room. leon was surprisingly okie even after the earlier 3 shots. i was high but okie. hongwei was erm. kinda gone. could'nt walk straight at all. anyway he came over to have supper (which nice mr zix helped us buy since he was outside) while we watched soccer. you could tell he was really quite gone when he says he's alright but there he is lying outside my room saying he's gonna sleep there. haha.
well so all in all last night was a pretty good session.
i think i'll go wash up now...
and in the end it was only me leon hongwei and guoxin. but what fun!
there's something about going in a small group of all males. there's alot of freedom to let yourself go and not worry about the people you're with and there weren't any girls with us to look after even *double yippee*.
so it all began around 1015 when hongwei finally came back from dunno where and we chop-chop dressed up and flagged a cab to meet leon who was there like super duper early. it was already funny in the beginning because the moment we hopped into that cab, the uncle accepted a booking from somewhere else (dun ask me why but i think it was his itchy fingers), so he told us he had no choice but to chase us out (else he'd get suspended or something). but conscience obviously ate into him, and he decided to call his friend to pick us up instead. so alrightey, we said, but since his friend didn't know how to get to hall 8, the nice uncle actually drove us to the entrance of ntu (at no extra charge of course) just to meet up with his friend. needless to say uncle was a nice malay (but i won't get into that). so we dropped off at the entrance of jalan bahar and hopped into another cab...and to zouk we went.
i've always had the impression that mambo was eternally packed on wednesdays, but yesterday wasn't the case. there was no queue by the time we reached at 11pm. cover was $20, so we entered phuture. met huimin there with her friends. the dancefloor wasn't even crowded when we entered, so we just hung around the bar waiting for the dancefloor to fill, the music wasn't even very good right up to that point. and that's when we decided we oughta whack ourselves silly with something good.
first we each ordered an e-33 cider each (there as a promo that only required one coupon instead of the usual two for a bottle), then we went down to the bar nearest the dancefloor. note that after our first bottle, guoxin starts complaining that his tummy felt bloated (him and i had a beer each while waiting for hongwei in hall). by this time the music was getting good (could've been the cider) and we were drifting towards the dancefloor liaoz. then suddenly, out of impulse, someone (naturally it could only have been yours trully) decided that since it was 1-for-1, we should each down a couple of flaming lambourghinis!
the male ego is a very fragile but huge one, one that can easily be swayed by sheer machoismo and peer taunting. throw in the fact that we were pumped up for alcohol, and you'd get everyone just trying to verbally outdo the other in regards to just how much each of us can manage.
back to the flaming... so we marched to the bar and ordered our lambourghinis. one each first. $11.50 a pop (normal $23). cheap shit. everyone downs their cuppa pretty simply, till guoxin takes it. he chokes. no go. didn't finish, hongwei finishes it for him. poor sod. so guoxin's out of the picture. he's quite gone and you can see from his face that he's already up there at the higher level waiting for the rest of us.
the frail ego is easily overcomed and we decide a second one would be a piece of cake, i mean honestly i was still feeling quite alright. so leon and i take a double. finished. still good. for a moment i thought i wasted my money not able to feel high after two flamers, but the burning sensation told me the hammer would knock soon. hongwei could'nt find a partner to share a double, so leon takes it with him. 3rd for leon. downs it with ease. wow.
okie so no more drinks liao. we hit the dancefloor and the music's like really flowing this time with 'ymca' and 'summer rain' to welcome us back to the dancefloor. the shit starts to kick in once we're there. i mean REALLY kick in. i saw it in guoxin earlier (he's still gone), then i could see it in hongwei too, and leon's looking all weird, and i found myself spinning quite alot. argh. so for the next 2 hours, we partied like animals (just how do animals party anyway?) and thanks to the brilliant music, we didn't take any breaks (my surprisingly old body could take it). and so that summed up our night session.
by 0245 we stumbled out and realised we left a man behind (who else but guoxin) and went back to look for him (i just leaned by a railing while the others did actually). we got a cab and went back to school. the cab driver was another really nice chap (this time he was an apnn), offered us plastic bags(though we never got to use them) and spent the whole trip us stories of horror passengers who puked in cabs and the three of us (minus guoxin who was sleeping) constantly went 'ooh' and 'eeeew' and all that just to whet his appetite for telling us more.
upon reaching hall guoxin rolled out and puked (thank goodness not in horror-story uncle's cab) and then we all helped him back to his room. leon was surprisingly okie even after the earlier 3 shots. i was high but okie. hongwei was erm. kinda gone. could'nt walk straight at all. anyway he came over to have supper (which nice mr zix helped us buy since he was outside) while we watched soccer. you could tell he was really quite gone when he says he's alright but there he is lying outside my room saying he's gonna sleep there. haha.
well so all in all last night was a pretty good session.
i think i'll go wash up now...
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
We Didn't Start The Fire
just got addictted to this song big time man...
Billy Joel
We Didn't Start the Fire
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray,
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe Dimaggio,
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television,
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe,
Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom,
Brando, The King and I and The Catcher in the Rye
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new Queen,
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana good-bye .
Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist bloc,
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Tosconini, Dacron,
Dien Bien Phu falls, Rock Around the Clock,
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team,
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland,
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev,
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez.
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac,
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge on the River Kwai,
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball,
Starkweather homicide, Children of Thalidomide,
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia,
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no go,
U-2, Syngman Rhee, Payola, and Kennedy,
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo.
Hemingway, Eichmann, Stranger in a Strange Land,
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs Invasion,
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania,
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson,
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex,
JFK blown away, What else do I have to say?
Birth control, Ho Chi-Minh, Richard Nixon back again,
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate,Punk Rock,
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airlines
Ayatollahs in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan,
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, Heavy metal, Suicide,
Foreign debts, Homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz,
Hypodermics on the shore, China's Under Martial Law,
Rock and Roller Cola Wars, I can't take it any more!
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning,
Since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on and on and on and on.....
click here to find out about each of the things mentioned
click here to see a flash video of the song with pix!
Billy Joel
We Didn't Start the Fire
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray,
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe Dimaggio,
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television,
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe,
Rosenbergs, H-Bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom,
Brando, The King and I and The Catcher in the Rye
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new Queen,
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana good-bye .
Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist bloc,
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Tosconini, Dacron,
Dien Bien Phu falls, Rock Around the Clock,
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team,
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland,
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Khrushchev,
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez.
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac,
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge on the River Kwai,
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball,
Starkweather homicide, Children of Thalidomide,
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, Space Monkey, Mafia,
Hula Hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no go,
U-2, Syngman Rhee, Payola, and Kennedy,
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo.
Hemingway, Eichmann, Stranger in a Strange Land,
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs Invasion,
Lawrence of Arabia, British Beatlemania,
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson,
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex,
JFK blown away, What else do I have to say?
Birth control, Ho Chi-Minh, Richard Nixon back again,
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate,Punk Rock,
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, Terror on the airlines
Ayatollahs in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan,
Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, Heavy metal, Suicide,
Foreign debts, Homeless Vets, AIDS, Crack, Bernie Goetz,
Hypodermics on the shore, China's Under Martial Law,
Rock and Roller Cola Wars, I can't take it any more!
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning,
Since the world's been turning.
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on and on and on and on.....
click here to find out about each of the things mentioned
click here to see a flash video of the song with pix!
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