<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021</id><updated>2011-08-18T02:03:25.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You told me I can hold your hand and travel down the journey of life together. I said yes.</title><subtitle type='html'>Name: Alvin Haw aka hOuGe88
Age: 18
Lives in: Spore, Hougang Ave 8
Class: 1A,2AA,3I,4II,5K,6KK,1E1,2E1,3S2,4E2,DMC 1A03,DMC 1B03,DMC 2A03 and finally ... DMC 2B03!
School: Montfort Junior,Montfort Secondary,SP School of Business
Studying in: DMC (Diploma in Media &amp; Communication)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115867587855393410</id><published>2006-09-20T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:55:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>I was tasked to do this. Some of the phrasings in the questions are weird though (I typed the questions word for word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is crushing? i'm taken ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;are you happy with your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him/her fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you believe that there are some circumstances where cheating love acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u mean cheating on my gf? not acceptable, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends. if i really love her, i'll forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;have you ever talked about marriage with another before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm 2 (a boy, a girl)? must discuss with my other half 1st, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;would you ever consider adoption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER! why should i when i've the ability to procreate? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his/her feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing a jay song. my fave song by jay is 简单爱 btw =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you enjoy getting into relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;be honest, what is the furtherest thing you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kissed her on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you believe you can change someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm interesting qns. i dunno, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go wherever she wants to go =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you give in easily when you are fighting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do you ever wish that you could have someone but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;have you ever broken a heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. so sorry to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if one day your best friend falls in love with the person you are deeply in love with, what'll you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will never happen, so dun worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;are you missing someone now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another duh qns. of course la =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs. Write down their names in the list below. Tag them in their blogs to let them know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ernest&lt;br /&gt;2. Daryl&lt;br /&gt;3. Matthew&lt;br /&gt;4. Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;5. Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Ciao ~_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115867587855393410?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115867587855393410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115867587855393410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115867587855393410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115867587855393410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/survey.html' title='survey'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115866474576946421</id><published>2006-09-19T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:03:56.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live together, die alone together?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Sorry baby-chan. I said i'll blog at least once every 2 days, but i broke my promise ytd. Got lots of things to do ytd, den returned home quite late too. You must be thinking why the interesting title? Well, it's adapted from the season finale of lost 2, when the title of the last 2 episodes were "live together, die alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends were spent clearing up the mess in my room. Had to do it, if not i won't have space to put my stuff for the new sem. Speaking of which, i'm looking forward to cuz we r finally getting down to the interesting modules, at least to me. It's what dmc is about, and i cnt wait for sch to start, though i feel like we didn't have much time for each other, with u going for ur japan trip n i being busy with choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir ytd was ... horrible. I don't understand why there are so many problems in this organisation now. Maybe because this choir is in a state of transition. Everything just seems continuous to me. Let's see? First was the problem with the previous conductor. Then was the issue of settling the camp funds and re-establishing the choir funds. Disunity between the exco didn't help matters, and now the new conductor cnt come in to teach until at least 15 oct, according to saa. I'm getting increasingly frustrated by the lack of commitment shown in most of the members too, with them not coming down for practices. I don't blame them, given the state of the choir and it's the sem break now. People look at the exco for direction on what to do next, but frankly sometimes i'm clueless too. I really need your guidance, dear. I don't know what my motivation is for continuing to work hard for choir. Maybe just to let time pass without you being physically here? Whatever it is, i just hope it can last till next year, when we step down. Looks like john's advice to jack in the 2nd episode of lost 2, when jack didn't want to push the button in the hatch, was, and still is, right - just take a leap of faith and believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, only 3 more days to your return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115866474576946421?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115866474576946421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115866474576946421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115866474576946421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115866474576946421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/live-together-die-alone-together.html' title='Live together, die &lt;s&gt;alone&lt;/s&gt; together?'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115840286058855339</id><published>2006-09-16T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:02:12.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hardcore choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Ytd was one hardcore day of choir, oishi-san. Just as well in ur email u said u wont be online last night, cuz i'll be offline too, lol. Nvm, let me update u abt ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 12+ in pouring conditions. The rain was relentless n i was late in meeting matt n kenneth in the choir rm, only reached there around 1.30. We had to see vicky at 3 regarding goh's contract, so in the meantime, we dug up all the old scores n sorted them out according to genres of music, creating a master library of scores. It was a tedious process which took us almost one night to finish doing it, but we did it after having badminton downstairs in the courts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yr 1s slowly filed in n the 3 of us left mark in charge as we had to see vicky. Damn saa made us wait so long for vicky n go in circles searching for the relevant ppl who could solve our problem. There was this funny guy serving us at the saa counter: we asked him to help us find his colleague - someone called joanne - u guess wat he said? "Who's joanne?" Like wtf la. Your own colleague u dunno u expect us to know meh? Spent abt 45 mins there just to rush them. Sigh, how efficient saa is. The tentative date, saa claimed, is that goh can come in starting from 15 oct. Man, they better keep their word on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We oso organised a badminton day for the members ytd, though there were no cca points up for grabs. The few who came had a good time, judging from their sweat n interaction with everyone present. Good workout with badminton n tai dee peeps, haha. Damn i've to exercise more. Was panting after only abt 20 mins of playing badminton with ernest. Lousy piece of shit. Later on we played doubles with matt n victor, n were understandably thrashed. Haiz. Better start training up b4 yr 3 napfa test, if not i'm going to embarrass myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton was till 7, n most of the members went home. The rest of us decided to continue with the compiling of the master library n it took us till abt 9 b4 we finished it. Went home after that. Too tired to come online, decided to take a bath, eat dinner n stone in bed, thinking abt certain random stuff tat came to my mind - problems in choir comm, choir accounts, sch life in the new term etc. But i oso tot of u dear. Wondering if this separation did us any good. It sure did for me - it made me realise i was too dependent on us b4 u left n i was one-dimensional n anti-social. Ur departure has let me realise that time n again i 've taken u for granted n im sorry for that. This time without u has strengthened me spiritually a lot n im glad that i realised all this faults in me, which will never be learnt to be accepted if not for ur overseas trip. Hopefully, u feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oishi-san, only 6 more days separating us from each other. Stay strong ok? I've got some stuff to tell u regarding our timetable too. Look for me online tonight if possible ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PS- Oh yes, devon wants me to help pass her a message, saying that she's looking for u. Can u pls look for her online soon? Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115840286058855339?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115840286058855339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115840286058855339&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115840286058855339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115840286058855339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/hardcore-choir.html' title='hardcore choir'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115823395646477071</id><published>2006-09-14T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:41:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no-lifer type of life i've...</title><content type='html'>Boring shit. Boring day. Boring life. In short, i'm a BORING person to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did absolutely nothing today other sleeping my ass away for the day. Sounds productive eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i won't be sleeping 2nite cuz of idol n lost 2. Who's going to the final 2 showdown at the indoor stadium on the 24th sep? Who's exiting the competition later? Pls let it &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; be jasmine. Hate to see her go, but last night she was the weak link n hey, at least she knows she's the most improved idol finalist of this season from ken's comments. Yup we'll see abt tat later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for lost 2, the plot thickens. The hatch implodes, with locke, ekko n desmond fighting over a damn "button", michael's betrayal causes serious consequences to the group travelling to find the "Others", n a twist is revealed at the end. Omg, i cnt wait to see lost 3 to find out the conclusions of lost 2! Too bad the season premiere of lost 3 in the us is oct 4, meaning it'll take ages to be shown in spore. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to tv for now, lalalala. Will blog more abt choir tmr, when we'll be having some games thingy organised by kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, 8 days to our reunion oishi-san =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115823395646477071?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115823395646477071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115823395646477071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115823395646477071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115823395646477071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-lifer-type-of-life-ive.html' title='no-lifer type of life i&apos;ve...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115816539184936119</id><published>2006-09-14T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:23:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never talk cock with a st patrick's graduate if ur allergic to jokes n laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;oishi-san must be wondering why the interesting title? haha today turned out to be a ultra hilarious day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the choir attendance was pathetic today. only the ppl involved in the cca drive thingy (which is like 5 ppl only?), edwin n melissa , jonathan n edgar came down for practices. exco even worse. only mark n i came down today. the rest had their reasons for not coming (i like to believe that is so for everyone, lol). that makes it a grand total of ... 11 ppl. how impressive. after waiting till around 12.30, i had no choice but to break everyone into gender (dun even talk abt sections la!) - gals stay in the dance studio while guys up to the choir rm for sectionals. since there was nobody frm tenors who could read notes well, i sent jon to teach them while mark n i slowly played our way thru, with our &lt;s&gt;lousy&lt;/s&gt; note-reading skills, that stupid song we learnt last fri - what &lt;s&gt;fucked-up&lt;/s&gt; sweeter music - for us n edwin to revise. we managed it quite well, the 3 of us. im v proud of our bass section man, even though it was only a 3-man show, not including jon. we've really come a long way from shizhen's time last year when we 1st joined. haha we've &lt;s&gt;probably&lt;/s&gt; most definitely outshined them! lol. ok im getting carried away here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was soon 2 o'clock, which was the time i specified in the dance studio to end sectionals earlier, n the gals came up. i allowed them to discuss whatever they needed to do for the cca drive in the room while those not involved were just chilling n checking out jon's laptop, which happened to be the exact same model as bugger's, lol. simultaneously, one could feel the room lingering with anxiety, as jon had earlier promised to lend us his laptop to let us check our results. one by one, as everyone's &lt;s&gt;d-day&lt;/s&gt; scheduled results release time approached, the anxiety increased exponentially as time past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, 2.30pm struck. the magic time came for me to check my results, but being the &lt;s&gt;idiot&lt;/s&gt; nice gentleman im, i allowed nicole to go 1st. she n yingzheng din disappoint, scoring a gpa of 3.5+ each. then came my turn. i was practically shaking as i took my seat in front of the laptop, though everyone was too busy discussing abt cca drive/playing the keyboard/talking crap/stoning to see me shake &lt;s&gt;like Shakira&lt;/s&gt;. the moment of truth appeared in front of me soon after n i din dare to see it. i slowly opened my eyes n there it was. these r my grades for acad yr 2006/07 sem 1 (those in brackets represent my targeted grades):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;IHRP - Distinction (Distinction)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OM - B (A)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LSC - B (B)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FW - B (B)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MMR - B (B+)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CONB - B+ (Distinction)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DMA - B+ (B+)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sem gpa &gt; 3.25&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cumulative gpa &gt; 3.28&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's ok, but not satisfactory for me. i expected more As, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, soon after, everyone went down for lunch n some of the choir peeps left 1st. those that din were treated to a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle by uncle mark. hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the final 6 &lt;s&gt;survivors&lt;/s&gt; peeps that stayed behind after lunch were yours truly, uncle mark, edwin, melissa, nicole n yingzheng. we talked lots of crap over lunch n all the guys except yingzheng were at 1 table n the rest, another table. the topics at the gals table, from what i heard from the only guy there, had victoria's secrets n lace n what-nots, lol. but our topics would win hands down if it were rated for sheer entertainment value. u should see uncle mark when he cracks jokes. hilarious shit man. edwin n i were laughing like mad, even the other table turned around n looked at us &lt;s&gt;as if we r aliens sia&lt;/s&gt; (i mean the 3 ppl sitting at the table, not the table itself, lol). uncle mark was poking fun at the teachers of his former sec sch, st patrick's sec. the english HOD-mr ong-prelims scenario was the funniest. the various HODs racing from the HOD room to the school carpark to see who'll reach 1st also damn lame. haiz how come montfort so sianz? only got one mr blackie n mr wu-liao to brag abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, everyone seemed pretty high n all of us went back to the choir rm to blow air-con. it was den that uncle mark had a brillant idea to kill time. the solution was ... tai dee, lol. everyone started getting even ... well higher ... n we spent almost 2hrs on it, lol. we even taught the 2 newbies, melissa n nicole, a new module called ITD (aptly meaning Introduction to Tai Dee la), n immediately after spending abt 1hr watching the lecturers' (aka me n the guys) demonstrations, it was time for them to engage in 1 vs 1 battle. in the very close best-of-3-rounds fight for the title of TD Novice of sp choir, it was melissa edging out nicole to be crowned the winner. after more demonstrations from the lecturers, it was time to go off n we all went our separate ways at dover soon after. n now im back here blogging to tell u my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg sleep le. i gonna ko soon. miss u so much dear =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115816539184936119?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115816539184936119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115816539184936119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115816539184936119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115816539184936119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-talk-cock-with-st-patricks.html' title='never talk &lt;s&gt;cock&lt;/s&gt; with a st patrick&apos;s graduate if ur allergic to jokes n laughter'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115812533587068488</id><published>2006-09-13T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:11:08.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianzation again...</title><content type='html'>having sectionals in the choir room now with the guys. the gals r in the dance studio having their sectionals too. later den update again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's heartening to see the members working their butts off to help the choir. i thank them for not making today crap for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115812533587068488?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115812533587068488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115812533587068488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115812533587068488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115812533587068488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/sianzation-again.html' title='sianzation again...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115799155656447450</id><published>2006-09-12T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:13:43.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when udon and alvin meet each other...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;baby-chan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess u'll be surprised after reading the above title what i'll write abt today. well, actually i had jap food @ clementi with some choir peeps after choir last night. but 1st, choir was a bummer today. i was trying to take the lead in the exco meeting with matt, daryl n u not being physically around with us n it was a struggle right from the start. we listed out the various shopping malls n hotels n painstakingly looked for their main n fax numbers in the search to secure xmas carolling engagements for the choir in december. i got deebika to come down n help me with the accounts n she was of great help to me. we started choir without matt, mandric n goh (the new conductor) n it was horriffic, with the dismal attendance n lack of commitment from the yr 1s. sectionals were ok, though the basses were slacking. overall, all i can say abt the situation in choir now is this: the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. im trying desperately to salvage the situation, but i dunno for how much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i had mentioned earlier, after choir some of us went to clementi for jap food @ sumo-house, u know the place where 1 whole bunch of us went to for dinner once? with u being in japan in mind, i suggested jap food when we stepped foot into the grounds of clementi and hungry me accompanied ernest, joy, mark n edgar to sumo-house. once there, we quickly placed our orders n soon enough, the food came n everyone tucked in. i had udon with a sushi set which cost only $5.90. oishi n cheap ne! dinner was presumably ... awkward, but with a tinge of nostalgia for me. i rmb the times when we would eat jap food @ airport t2's food court n we'll lap up the v nice udon with glee. i felt so wretched eating last night's udon. just had an indescribable feeling abt it. i suddenly have an urge to take u back to the airport to visit the jap food stall with me. would u let me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, i was supposed to go out with the guys to sentosa to celebrate theo' s bday but unfortunately, i couldn't make it last min cuz dad decided to take mum n i out for breakfast this morning n i cnt say no. haiz. miscommunication la. sorry guys i couldn't make it today. i din tell my dad i going sentosa today n i dunno my dad going out for breakfast, so it turned out to be a v boring day for me after breakfast today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's choir again at noon. really dun feel lyk going but dun have any choice. life's starting to get mundane without u to light up my life. im counting down to next fri, when u'll return safely in my arms once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u =)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy belated 18th bday theo* - tmr's results day too *die die*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115799155656447450?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115799155656447450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115799155656447450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115799155656447450'/><link 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/&gt;talking abt the exams seems weird since it took place like eons ago, but im gonna do it anyway. everything was ok except for my last paper - MMR. it was my weakest module &amp; i studied like crazy for it, going without sleep &amp;amp; proper meals for 2 days. it din help that for the ca2 report i ... nvm. let's just say i've screwed up the biggest module of the sem n i thoroughly deserved it after my lousy performance. *crossing my fingers for the results in 3 more days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking the exams was one thing, having to face my classmates during the exams was another thing altogether. after my "disappearing act", it was a lill awkward having to see them again n i admit i was preparing to endure a tongue-lashing from them after my antics from the last few weeks of the sem but surprisingly, i was left alone to face the dreaded papers, which were bad enough. maybe this is just as well. to get back to the state i was with most of them before this sem started would be close to zlich - like finding snow in sunny tropical singapore - after the way i burned my bridges with them thruout the course of this sem. i've to admit my behaviour was v abnormal at that time &amp; i said some things which i shouldn't too &amp;amp; i apologise for that, although i think it's too late for that. the damage has been done &amp; i know it'll take forever to patch things up but i'll try my best to prove myself during the course of the new sem that im really sorry for everything that happened last sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what's next? ok choir. dang this is almost like a taboo subject to me now. so many intangibles lingering within the choir, even within the exco. i can now feel the entire weight of my committee post resting squarely on my shoulders but i'll not give up without trying. i'll get things right in the end, rest assured exco peeps. we'll get thru this tough period together &amp;amp; everything starts from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A journey of a thousand steps begins from a single step."&lt;/i&gt; - How true of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir's been really really taxing on me, esp now that the 1-month sem break is here. there's choir 3 times a week, with the exco putting in more hours to map out everything we gotta do for the coming months. frankly speaking, i feel the exco can be more united den it appears now. all we need is compromise n accommodation. if we practise more give n take with one another, den everything we do will be much more efficient. i'll try to put my words into actions starting from now. esp since jo n daryl r not in the country now n matt's absence this week because he has to take care of his piano exams, all the more the remaining few of us gotta come together n get things done. i thereby implore all spc members to pls show ur support for the exco n have faith in us by coming down for practices more often. this is all we r asking of u. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of her, i really really miss her now. ytd at the airport was emotionally hard for both of us as this is our 1st real test of being apart for some time. in case anyone still dunno abt it, she left for a 2-week japan exchange trip last night. having the privilege to be in the same class gives us everyday time together but that's a disadvantage in itself as we r subjected to the scrutiny of classmates, coursemates n lecturers at all times. sometimes it's stifling, but i always tell myself to be true to myself n just be myself. same to her too. we spent some quality time during the short 2 weeks we had together, highlight being the zoo last sunday. seeing her so happy while we were in the midst of so many animals n scenic views makes me go aww at times cuz i'll do anything to put a smile on her face. i just hope she enjoys herself there n returns one happy gal in preparation for the new sem cuz she deserves to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, that's all folks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks dear for ur nice email from japan, and happy belated 13th month to us!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115790392300148868?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115790392300148868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115790392300148868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115790392300148868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115790392300148868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115365022901790326</id><published>2006-07-23T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T19:43:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't get mad, get even</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my lack of updates. School has been getting more hectic this week. With the realisation that most of the tests &amp; projects are due within the next 3 weeks, everyone is kicking into high gear to try to complete them. Here is a list of what I've to complete within this time (academic &amp;amp; cca):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SP Choir AGM @ LT17B, 3.30 - 5pm (26/7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LSC ca2 submission @ LSC lecture, MLT 10, 10am (28/7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NDOC rehearsal @ sports complex, 3pm - ?? (31/7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NDOC performance @ sports complex, 3pm - ?? (2/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MMR/CB ca2 report, 5pm (4/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IHRP ca2 40% written test @ MLT 12, 5.30 - 6.20pm (4/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FW ca3 submission, 12pm (7/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DMA ca4 submission, 12pm (7/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;If that's not all, wait till the exams come. This is my exam schedule:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;LSC exam, 2 - 4.10pm (16/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CB exam, 9 - 11.10am (18/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OM exam, 9 - 11.10am (22/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MMR exam, 9 - 11.10am (25/8)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 papers. Yup u didn't see wrongly. &lt;em&gt;4 freaking papers???&lt;/em&gt; I wonder how in the blue hell I'm even going to get to the exams without dying at the hands of so many projects beforehand 1st. Cannot wait for the 25th to come in a jiffy :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for now.................. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On to other things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's frustrating how I'm trying to cope with my schoolwork now on top of worrying abt grandma and yet, there are also other things for me to be wary of. I know it's inevitable there will be friction between members during group work, but I didn't expect it to come at a price. The price of solitude.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to mention names here, but I really have to stress upon the fact that there ought to be respect for one another's views during project discussions. What's the point of me trying to contribute to the team by doing something constructive when the others just shoot down my efforts and question my work? C'mon here, I'm merely doing the pgs for the group so that when we start compiling, we would have a template for us to all throw our work into. I didn't want to waste time on Monday, thus I took the liberty to start on the pgs the night before as I believe none of u knew how to compile a bibliography. Come to think of it, not a single one of u thanked me for helping the group to produce the new cover, content and reference source pgs. FINE. I'll just treat it as I was stupid enough to do it then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But just when it seemed it was over, it wasn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, this doesn't concern me personally, but on the next day (Tuesday), I overheard u guys discussing when to meet up for ur dma project discussion. I minded my own business initially, but later jo broke down in front of me in the choir room, telling me why she had to abide by the group's decisions. I gave u the benefit of the doubt, but what I heard later really pissed me off. According to her, the group was unhappy that she had to work on weekends because they wanted to meet up this weekend, but only jo cannot turn up. Thus, they wanted her to see if she could arrange her schedule so that she won't have to work this weekend. That's understandable cuz if it happened in my group, of course I will be unhappy too and would have done the same thing as them. Problem is, u guys asked her to do the same thing last week too, and her boss is really unhappy about it. And also, the way u put it was very domineering (this I can vouch cuz during FW, I heard ur group discussing about it again), as in the if-u-cnt-make-it-den-we'll-heck-care-u-about-the-project type of tone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excuse me, I know the group is worried about the project and wants to complete it as soon as possible. But this should not happen at the expense of my gf's work commitments. Over my dead body. Did you all realise the trouble u've put her thru? I believe you ought to reflect on the way you do things. We have to give in to everyone's schedule and spare a thought for each other. How can u keep expecting her to follow &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; schedule?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another thing. I know I'm the least popular guy amongst BSB in class, but can u all pls at least make it less obvious? Stop calling one another "bf" &amp;amp; "gf" when there's a real couple in class. It's so childish. Also, stop pretending to involve us in stuff when you are actually not really including us. It's an insult to us, esp me, cuz even without u guys, I know how to answers those damn qns. And it's not as if I don't have my own stuff to contend with. SP Choirs' accounts are driving me nuts now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bah, I'm probably ranting again. I should stop before &lt;s&gt;any further damage to lives and property are suffered&lt;/s&gt; I start a bitching session here. I'll not blog until after the exams at least, unless there are any major things to blog about. Wish me luck for the exams people! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then, stressed but determined boy signs off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 more days to the big day!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115365022901790326?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115365022901790326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115365022901790326&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115365022901790326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115365022901790326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-get-mad-get-even.html' title='Don&apos;t get mad, get even'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115305988010696777</id><published>2006-07-21T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:13:19.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry i didn't go to school for 3 consecutive days last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i quarrelled with u dad over the com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i scolded u mum for asking me to stop quarrelling with dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to worry my lecturers &amp;amp; sp friends for my disappearing act in sch this week (though i doubt anyone would care, except for a few).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i'm not a good grandson to u grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i wasn't always there to take care of you when i knew u were unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i cried outside the OT when i was supposed to be strong for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i couldn't do anything to lessen your pain while waiting for u outside the OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i was not adult enough to take up more financial responsibilities for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i cannot come vist u everyday from now on cuz i got to be in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not leading sp choir as well as i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for screwing up the warm-ups that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for letting myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about not appearing for dinner after choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to worry all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to my om group for not contributing as much as i did last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for my moodiness at yijin's place while doing our om project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to them for my mind being elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear for my constant troubling of u this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for leaving u in the lurch in school, making u suffer by urself in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I cannot be there to protect u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I won't be able to remain the same super-duper-uber cute boy u know at least until after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sorry to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115305988010696777?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115305988010696777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115305988010696777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115305988010696777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115305988010696777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115280860667484706</id><published>2006-07-14T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:00:13.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>ok i'm writing this to update everyone abt my grandma's condition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the operation was more than 7hrs long n it seemed like eternity to everyone waiting. when the light of the "operation" sign finally switched off, everyone immediately got off their seats n waited for the doc to come out. he came out n the bugger's face was so emotionless that i thought this was it, she's gone. some more he spoke so softly that i thought it was bad news. but den, i heard the magic words from the doc - she's going to survive. the whole family rejoiced at that moment. grandma was wheeled out of the OT n i swear at that moment i felt so proud to be her eldest grandson, i'm willing to do anything for her from now on. dad n uncle went to settle the admin procedures for grandma's hospitalisation while the rest just followed behind them numbly, still trying to calm themselves with the good news. after dad n uncle were done, we went to see grandma. she was lying serenely in her bed, still sleeping from the anesthesia given during the op. after abt 1hr, we left for home, going in the comfort that grandma will live to fight another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to my dad, who was apparently the only person listening to the doc when he spoke after the op, grandma had a mild stroke n a blood vessel in her heart burst, causing the heart attack. its so scary after knowing what happened. yup so basically, she's now kept in sgh for further observation n will be fine after a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for being so concerned for grandma n i, esp to jo, ernest, jonathan n sitze. thanks for ur msgs of encouragement n standing by my side today. i appreciate ur support. i'll send ur regards to grandma, rest assured. n to those who dunno abt what happened today until u had read my blog, just leave me alone for a while n let me recover from this setback. the alvin u'll see in the following days may be cranky n fed-up, but trust me, only people who know me very well will be able to tell the difference, so dun even bother trying to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reclusive alvin is back, signing off this pathetic blog :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm glad ur safe n sound, grandma...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115280860667484706?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115280860667484706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115280860667484706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115280860667484706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115280860667484706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115276828611323852</id><published>2006-07-13T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T13:58:20.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>as of this moment, i'm @ SGH typing this entry on my cousin's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel so frustrated with myself. why is everything bad happening to me at the same time? problems with classmates, problems with choir (both sp n mc), den last night problems with dad n com, den now problems with grandma. bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was a rough night for me. quarrelled with dad cuz of the com. dad changed the internet connection plan without telling me, just because he was lusting for the free laptop that was the carrot for subscribing to that plan. changed new plan nvm. but den the person from singtel who came over to install the new modem n all in the afternoon accidentally damaged the hard drive of the com, thus resulting in lost data ala saved work n music. was so pissed when i switched on the com n discovered my files missing. argh. dad still had the cheek to say it was my fault cuz i was always the one hogging the com, so any problem sure my fault. like wtf? stupid excuse la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i've decided to keep a lookout for a new laptop, so that i can have my own privacy n control over what's on the laptop, unlike my house com which is currently shared by at least 4 people. the free laptop will belong to my brother cuz its v bulky n heavy, thus making it inconvenient for me to lug around school. something like ernest's laptop would be fine with me, light n compact. hmm dunno where i can get the $ from, looks like i gotta start working during the hols to save up for my lappie :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood carried over from last night to this morning, when i sort of had a cold war with my dad over the com. that was before the sudden news of my grandma's heart attack reached the family from my aunt. the tragic phone call was answered by my mum n she was crying on the phone. i asked what happened n mum told us the bad news. i was in a state of shock n loss. i didn't expect such things to happen to me. "it could only happen on tv," i thought. i was already preparing to go to school as i started sch late on thurs, but i couldn't go to sch in this condition. i realised that the phone call was a timely reminder of my grandma's existence n so, i decided to rush down to the hospital with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to icu where we saw my uncle, aunt n cousin waiting outside the operating theatre. my mum immediately rushed forward to hug my aunt n both started sobbing incontrollably. my dad tried to find out more abt what happened from my uncle n my cousin just stood there solemnly. it was at that moment when the severity of the matter hit me n i just broke down like a kid. it was painful for me to be there because although i was not that close with my grandma, i've not experienced losing someone in the family before n i din want to go thru that experience. the amalgam of feelings i had at that moment was indescribable - a mixture of sorrow, anger, hopelessness. dun want to be put in such a situation ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been abt an hour since i've stopped crying n now im still waiting outside the operating theatre anxiously. the wait is killing me. the pain has not subsided yet, its still residing within me. the fear of losing my grandma is getting more real as time passes n i dunno what i should do now other than blog to let out what i wanna say. in the back of my mind, i know what the others r gonna say abt my no-show in sch for the past 2 days, but i dun give a damn anymore. they r nobody to me, so im not gonna care what they think of me. im not gonna care abt the class, im not gonna care abt how others view me, im not gonna care how they treat me anymore cuz im immune to it already. i just wanna get this sem over n done with so that i can get away from sch for awhile cuz i need this breather from sch work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want grandma to be ok as im typing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad, angry but determined boy signing off :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115276828611323852?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115276828611323852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115276828611323852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115276828611323852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115276828611323852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115245411620437510</id><published>2006-07-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:37:36.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>targets for this semester</title><content type='html'>back from my haircut! was raining v heavily the entire day, so had to wait till late evening den i could go out to the hair salon. sorry meimei for not going to tm to see ur competition. good to hear ur team got 2nd place for it. keep up the good work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after thinking about lots of things today, i worked out my academic targets for this sem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;CB - Distinction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IHRP - Distinction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OM - A&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MMR - B+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DMA - B+&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LSC - B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FW - B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing less than As for cb, ihrp n om will do cuz they r my pet modules this sem (better if there are any Distinctions from any of them la...).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B+ for mmr should be realistic cuz i almost single-handedly screwed up the ca1 presentation for my group by not answering ms kwa's qns as well as i should during q &amp;amp; a n my low participation marks. i'll try pushing up my mmr grade thru scoring for the final paper n talking more in class ba.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B+ should not be a problem for dma cuz for the 1st 2 cas i did well enuff to sustain a B+ grade. now i only hope i dun screw up tmr's ca3 presentation n hopefully, everything will be smooth-sailing for ca4 cuz im in a strong group.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B for lsc should suit me fine cuz this module on civil law is my weakest examinable module, out of the 4 i have to take this sem. due to me not performing up to expectations for ca1 n my low participation marks, i can kiss my chances of getting A goodbye. instead, i shall aim for a B+ as a bonus ba, cuz anything less than B will not do for me cuz i want to maintain my record of never achieving below a B grade for my examinable modules.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B for fw will be cool for me cuz although im confident of my own writing abilities, i dun think im tat good in suzanne's eyes. she's also strict in marking, so i dun wanna aim so high ... like A? even a B+ is unattainable to me now, so i'll play safe for this module.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup that's for academic targets. now for my other targets:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lead SP choir well as an exco member&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be the best friend i can be to my close friends n sp choir mates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be the best damn bf to her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;sp choir is in a mess now, thus the existence of the 1st 2 goals. all the while, i tot of the choir as somewhere i could enjoy my time in sp. but it wasn't the case. i din mix around a lot in the beginning n felt quite left out by everyone except for the bass members. i hated that feeling. its what im feeling sometimes in class now n i dun want that to happen to anyone. all that changed after camp ohana when i decided to commit myself to the choir cuz for once, i felt that this organisation was truly where i belonged. its the best damn choir i've ever been a part of n i want that feeling to live in the hearts of every sp choir member. i feel a lot of responsibility suddenly descending upon my shoulders after taking up the treasurer post in the exco. despite my seemingly nonchalant and happy-go-lucky demeanour in front of the juniors, i m worried that i'll become another burnt-out disaster n not be able to enjoy choir as much as before. but after a while, i realised this was a new challenge to me. having led a sec sch choir before, i relish the chance to be able to be part of an emerging poly choir n having the chance to shape its future. the ball is now in my court - yes i want to experience the difference between leading a sec sch choir n a poly choir.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last goal is pretty self-explanatory right? ok la, i shall explain for ur sake. im sorry for what happened this week. its v stupid of me to think of u that way n i know that. hope u forgive me for that :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yup that's about it. hope i can achieve every single thing i've set out to do here n hopefully in a future post i'll be able to report back with good results. wish me luck ppl :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopeful boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115245411620437510?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115245411620437510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115245411620437510&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115245411620437510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115245411620437510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/targets-for-this-semester.html' title='targets for this semester'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115242478548357264</id><published>2006-07-09T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T17:41:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird week...</title><content type='html'>this week is a weird week in that so many things happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday (3/7):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;as usual, after the boring dma lesson which ended 1 hr early, slacked for 2hrs+ @ holland v with my classmates and completed some surveys for mmr. then went for cb lecture. rajan was funny as usual. starting to like his module more n more. den ended class and slacked for another 2hrs before going for choir. francis told us he was leaving and the entire practice was spent "talking" again, which is like so unfruitful? bah i hate this sort of talks.it makes me feel so useless in choir because im one of the seniors, yet i din do anything to stop all these from happening. and yes, reverse psychology @ work then. &lt;s&gt;one should stop him from talking ever again...&lt;/s&gt; hopefully i can do something abt it, now that im in the exco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday (4/7):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had 2hrs of mmr lecture in the morning, den slacked for 2hrs in school with the others over lunch before heading for cb tutorial. haha i finally got my ca make-up marks from rajan and im quite happy with the results. tot i was getting only 70+ since a lot of my other classmates achieved 80+ for the easier paper and i sat for the supposedly tougher paper but guess wat? i got 92/100! so yup, im v happy abt this n this is one module i can seriously start targeting to get Distinction for this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday (5/7):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; skipped both lsc and om tutorials in the morning cuz i was partially sick n couldn't wake up from my early-morning exertions from watching the world cup semi-final match between germany n italy. so sorry ms peter and mrs kee. now i have to do a 1.5 - 2 pg long report on grps n teamwork to earn my 5%PM. sianz. so i only came for gems @ 1pm. met up with her @ sb n went for class together, when mrs tan informed us of the details regarding ca2, the 40% individual written test. argh have to study for gems. crap. den we met up with kenneth n daryl to go for the stupid leadership talk @ vanda room at 3pm. so boring! had to come up with an excuse to leave early cuz we were meeting the gang @ j8 for linner (the meal between lunch n dinner). had a great time with all of them dere :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday (6/7):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had mmr tutorial in the morning with dear ms kwa (easily one of my fave lecturers), den had 3hrs before fw ca2. argh! did my spss template for the mmr surveys n edited my interview brief n headed for t2245 for &lt;s&gt;execution&lt;/s&gt; the ca. everything was fine except that the lecturer was trying her best to act as bitchy as Xiaxue, who was my interview subject. haha. after that i immediately rushed back to my sec sch for a mca gathering. turned out the "party" was only a discussion on mc's future. what a waste of time. i mean, i love seeing my friends once in a while but i have my own problems to take care of, like my sch work n sp choir, which is in a terrible mess now btw, with conductor leaving, members quitting and all. i've to justify my position by doing something abt all this, though i dunno what sort of impact i can have now. left montfort with ernest to eat @ macs, den accompanied him to the hairdresser's, where he had a sucky haircut done. lol. we den walked to my bus stop n talked for awhile before his bus came n we parted ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday (7/7):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started as a typical Friday - 3 lectures, 3 different lecturers, 3 different modules, 3 hours. boring sia. after that, i stayed back awhile in sb to settle the spss template for mmr with wan tong and my group, den headed for choir rm around 1 without jo, who had to stay back in sb to complete mmr with her group. ernest met me in choir rm n we slacked for awhile with his laptop before the others started streaming in one by one. we started talking abt future plans n stuff n before long, 5+ came n i followed jo to collect dance studio keys n handed up the new office bearers' list @ saa. had choir when daryl took charge. damn funny. after choir a group of us went to ps for dinner. the group consisted of me, jo, ernest, joy, edwin, melissa, jason n siew kae (notice how the names are placed in a certain order?). all of us had bak chor mee for dinner. lol. must have been influenced by mr brown's pnpp podcast. den all of us proceeded to go home. i had to send jo to bus stop 1st cuz she's taking the bus back, so sorry to the rest for keeping u waiting. after jo boarded the bus, i went down to meet them @ control station n we walked to take the train @ red line. talked lots of crap on the way n waited for edwin to make his "decision". haha. he eventually alighted with melissa @ yishun n promised to meet us @ woodlands later. after yishun, it was down to the "final 4" &lt;s&gt;survivors&lt;/s&gt; ppl frm the group - me, ernest, joy n jason. we found out something abt jason. yeah. after jason alighted @ admiralty, the 3 of us talked until woodlands den when the 2 of us alighted, something funny happened, i knocked on the glass panel of the door a few times at joy who was inside the train, n guess wat? the train doors opened again, so she stepped out to crap some more with us. haha. den we talked on the platform overlooking causeway point till the next train came den joy left us. the final 2 den went to 7-11 @ causeway point to get drinks den waited for edwin, who took ages to come. he eventually came, den we took 161 home. we had an interesting conversation on the bus home. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday (8/7):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was wan tong's 18th bday today! haha. i had a long day today. had to go over devon's hse @ buki batok to do our dma project, so i travelled from hougang to bukit batok via train. it was really aptly named "journey to the west". reached her hse around 2.30, where we soon got down to business. played with devon's dog too. cute little thing she has. haha. den left around 5pm with min n sitze. decided to train down all the way to town to meet her after her work since sitze was going to yishun n min was going to chinese gardens. so it was deja vu for me cuz i took the train frm dhoby to woodlands only yesterday n today, i took the train from bukit batok to orchard. lol. met her @ paragon around 6 den we headed to cine for dinner @ yoshi. their new bento set meals r not bad. should go try! den i escorted her all the way to bukit batok again for her dma proj discussion since she dunno the way to elf's hse. lol. brought her all the way to elf's hse den rushed back to jurong east to meet my dad cuz he was in the area. hopped onto his car n went home after that. long day indeed... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today (9/7):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; germany beat portugal 3-1 to clinch 3rd place! yup. another boring day today. i skipped church today cuz of the world cup. i've sinned. omg. will make it up to u mum next week. woke up before 1 to do my report on groups n teamwork to make up for the 5%PM i missed on wed's om tutorial. after much thought, i decided to do something abt mc, mca n sp choir. finished it in under an hour. den had lunch n watched some vcds which my dad just bought. going to cut my hair later today cuz its so long n unkempt le. dun wanna create bad impression for tmr's dma ca presentation (yes i've another ca again. when will it ever end?). i cnt wait for the world cup final between italy n france 2nite. it'll be a v close match with both teams defensively sound n centred on their playmakers, zidane n pirlo. i'll stick my neck out n say there'll be no fairy tale ending for zidane n france as italy will triumph 2-0, due to their new-found firepower in attack n wise substitutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel tired n stressed up :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115242478548357264?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115242478548357264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115242478548357264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115242478548357264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115242478548357264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/weird-week.html' title='weird week...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115189891105325618</id><published>2006-07-03T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:59:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianzation...</title><content type='html'>hey people... now in the DMS (Digital Media Studio) of my school.. blogging during lesson time.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night was great.. the dinner together at cafe cartel and neoprint session @ j8 really felt lyk old times again.. we talked about lots of crap.. haha.. hope to have another meeting like this again real soon.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekends were spent on the world cup quarter finals, which were truly exciting, and my fw ca preparation.. my favourites, brazil and argentina both exited the competition under painful circumstances - argentina knocked out by hosts germany via penalty kicks after 1-1 extra time while brazil never looked like defending champions when they were upset 1-0 by 1998 winners france.. argh no more 1st ever all-south american world cup final! haiz... :( hoping for the final to be contested between germany and france now and france to be the 2006 champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my interview subject for my feature writing ca is gonna be ... famous blogger and graduate from the Diploma in Media and Communication course in Singapore Polytechnic, Xiaxue! That makes her my senior. &lt;s&gt;Whatever.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not be blogging as much as i should this week as i'll be submerged in my mountain-high pile of work for the next few days.. till then, i'll cross my fingers and see how this week turns out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated 11th month dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;30 more days to our 1-year anniversary and your 18th birthday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115189891105325618?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115189891105325618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115189891105325618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115189891105325618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115189891105325618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/sianzation.html' title='sianzation...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115151655782469279</id><published>2006-06-29T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:59:21.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physically and emotionally destitute...</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to clear my always-increasing-but-never-finishing workload since the last entry, thus the lack of updates. Curse my frequent headaches, due to late nights from work and the World Cup. Sorry to my readers, though I know the readership has been pathetic. The last part of Camp Ohana will have to wait as there were ... lets just put it mildly that there were some unpleasant events that happened this past few days that has left me lots to ponder about. I promise that the final part of the Camp Ohana trilogy will be the best in the series. But right now, this post is dedicated to 3 persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your testimonials hit me hard - harder than I thought. I knew I let u down with my shitty behaviour. I know I'm a bastard who has turned his back on you and MCA on numerous occasions. I know I've neglected you guys for her. I know how selfish and ignorant I am by giving you lame reasons. I know I've proven to be a lousy friend. I'm not worthy to be your friend. I'm not worthy to call you by your name. Hell, I even feel embarrassed to call you up to apologise cuz I know I've caused you a great lot of anger. I feel embarrassed to call you by your name, not because your name is weird, funny or what, but because I'm ashamed of myself and don't feel I've earned your friendship enough to call you by your name. If you had noticed, I've contacted you via sms after your testimonials because I don't feel comfortable conversing with you on the phone because of the inevitable silence that would follow after your rantings at me, which I thoroughly deserve. The silence would be so awkward, so painful for me to hear. I know things may never go back to before. I'm prepared for the worst case scenario here. I know things may not work out this Friday, but at least I want you to know that I'm sincere in meeting you to sort things out and I'll be crossing my fingers to see how everything turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To another person, thanks for listening to me. I know you are the probably the only person other than her that understands me the best now because we are in the same institution. Thanks for always being there for me. Out of so many "I'll always be there for you"s, I only believe in 5 people that have said that to me. I'm proud to say that you are 1 of them. Btw, the person in the previous paragraph is also 1 of them. And I know who is your secret gf too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this last person, I just want to say that you are the only person who have been there with me step by step all the way. In class, in choir, in basically whatever we do, we are inseparable. I know I've hurt you this last few days when you were only trying to help. I know that. It's just that my short fuse due to lack of sleep and my frustrations over this and the same problem had caused me to snap at you. Again, I know a "sorry" may not help matters here, but I still have to say it, and thanks also for weathering this storm with me. I know we will get thru everything in 1 piece ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nobody gives a damn about me and my pathetic life but yup, I've said my piece to the 3 persons involved. Now back to nursing my headache. I need to get an MC cuz my head's about to explode... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;[Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word] - that song by Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115151655782469279?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115151655782469279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115151655782469279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115151655782469279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115151655782469279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/physically-and-emotionally-destitute.html' title='physically and emotionally destitute...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115100011357708057</id><published>2006-06-23T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:34:15.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from Camp Ohana '06 #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 10. We had breakfast-cum-lunch&lt;s&gt;-cum-lan&lt;/s&gt; (mixed veg rice again i think) at the same place. Then it was slack time back up in the rooms till around 1, when Ah Gong Edmund wanted all the families down to T15 lobby to assemble for the event of the day: Food Trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food Trail: Everyone watched Shi Zi Lu Kuo (literally translated as Crossroads), hosted by Jacky Wu, Kang Kang and NoNo, on Channel U before? Well, our game was designed after their tv show, albeit the English version, in that families are supposed to go to designated places to eat a certain dish. The names of the dish must link, i.e. the first dish is hamburger, the second dish must be something that starts with the alphabet "R", eg raisins, as the last alphabet of a particular dish must link to the first alphabet of the next dish, and so on. There are a total of 8 places to visit and families will be given the first 4 clues to the first 4 places to visit before they start. They will have to think of 1 dish to eat at each place they visit and once they have reached the 4th station, they will see a Little Angel ala Kenneth who will then give them their last 4 clues to the last 4 places. Families must take photos of places they have visited and the dish they have eaten at each place as evidence, otherwise they will be disqualified upon arrival at the last pit stop, which is SP la duh. The objective of the game is to think of what dish to eat at each place in order to link up the various dishes together at the fastest speed possible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of what my family ate at these places, in order of the places we visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinatown - glutinuous rice ball (otherwise better known as tang yuan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Funan the IT mall - longan almond jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raffles City - yohgurt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dhoby Ghaut (pit stop) - tako pachi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somerset - ice kachang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orchard - grilled fish (from LJS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holland V - hot dog bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SP - dinner in SP (duh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This game was lame as Matthew's and Daryl's families formed an alliance and moved together throughout the game. This forced a change in strategy on my part and my family decided to stick with Ernest's family to slack together and eat the best food! This everyone can see from the list above lah. We really took our own sweet time and in the end, I hoped everyone enjoyed themselves on this outdoor game. Also, there was a lot of cam-whoring by me with lots of people on this trip, especially with Teddy. Lol. Will post them up here in the future if I have the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached back school at around 5.30. Then, it was slack time again till about 7, when dinner time arrived. Dinner was chicken rice, normal food la. Then, it was Fellowship-till-whatever-time-we-wanted-then-slack-all-night time. Hmm the night was so slack lor. I figured I was the only fellow worried about the Mega Event when I shouldn't even be worried about it, thus I had no choice but to be the bad guy and told my family to think of something real fast before going to "do your own things", which thankfully they did la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, this night would forever be remembered for the gang-raping of our group flags, led by Corporal Daryl and aided by his trusted soldiers - us! Haha... Serve Ah Gong and Uncles Kenneth and Mark for stealing our flags, thus causing us to rebel. The night also witnessed the occurrence of our 2nd nightwalk in as many nights. What initially was a 3-man nightwalk (Ernest, Edwin and I) eventually became a group of restless people, who couldn't sleep and were excited to know more about the nightlife in SP, moving around in school &lt;s&gt;trying to disturb the spirits in SP&lt;/s&gt;. We went to the childcare centre and then proceeded up to the balcony in T1A, 4th storey. It was over there that the whole group heard weird noises, while sitting in a circle spooking one another with ghost stories. We decided to clear out and the nightwalk continued. We also visited SB and its famous Red Bridge &lt;s&gt;I had been there almost everyday for more than 1 year until sianz liao&lt;/s&gt; and the basketball court behin FC5, where everyone sat in a circle again to see stars. It was truly surreal to be able to be among close friends, chilling out into the wee hours of the morning in school. The feeling of knowing that your troubles and homework are all so distant from you for the fleeting moment is so ... shiok. Just undescribable la. You have to experience it yourself to know what I mean. After that exhausting nightwalk, we headed back to the dorms and as usual, the guys all headed to bathe again. I slept at around 5am for the 2nd consecutive night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most exciting but longest day of Camp Ohana. For someone who had slept for less than 10 hours for the past 3 nights, today was simply hell on earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woken up by Jo at around 8. Was told by Ah Gong the night before that GLs had to wake up by 8 in order to set off by 9 for the Sentosa amazing race. Had breakfast in bed (bread with jam and a cup of Milo) thanks to Auntie Maureen and Ah Ma :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentosa Amazing Race: Families would be racing around Sentosa in order to complete the race 1st. They would have to guess their way thru 10 stations, accompanied by an exco member each. Guess cuz they would have to decipher a clue in order to reach a station. Once they have reached a correct station, the exco member would then give families their next clue to the next station. This would go on till families reach their 9th station, where they would have to search the station for their missing GLs. Once completed, families, along with their GLs and exco member, would then race to the finish line.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLs had to prepare for the game by hiding themselves at the 9th stations for their respective families to find afterwards. Lol. I found it strange immediately as we had nothing to do @ Sentosa all the way from 10am until at least 3pm, which made no sense cuz the families were setting off only at 10am. The GLs could thus have slept in till around noon before setting off for Sentosa. Hmm but nvm, since all the GLs had our own fun @ Sentosa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was Subway sandwiches @ Siloso Beach, near the Dancing Letters station. Thanks to Auntie Maureen and Ah Ma again for the food :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything went on smoothly during the game, until the end. There was some miscommunication about our meeting point after the game had ended, but that was solved soon enough. We began heading back to Harbourfront at 4-ish when Jo and I had a plan. Not going to reveal anything here though :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We reached back SP at 5-ish. Then most of us slacked till dinner was ready. Jo and I had a nice sleep till 7-ish, as most of the others were having their dinner downstairs. We opted not to go down with the others earlier cuz Jo was sick and I wanted to accompany her while getting some shut-eye too. In the end, we only went down at 7-ish, when we realised some of the alumni were already there. Dinner was good (buffet dinner). Haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that was the Mega Event! The various families put up their respective skits and everyone had a good time for that 1 hour. My family did something on Survivor, where all our 5 characters were the final 5 of the competition left. Lol. I guessed I did a good rendition of Chamander too, with my "fire" coming from me spraying my deodorant from my mouth aimlessly. RAZRs and Bullshit did a combined skit due to their lack of manpower and they did a good job of portraying 2 odd couples joining in holy matrimony. (In case you are wondering, the couples are Paris Hilton with Jay Chou and Ronald MacDonald with Colonel Saunders, that mascot from KFC.) Weird pairs man. And to top it off, they were in a Who-Is-The-Better-Couple competition, with Dick Lee, and Kelly Clarkson as the 3 judges, with Hard Gay as the witness. Omg. Go figure. Last but not least, Influenza did a skit of a bored person flipping thru different channels on the television, thus allowing their various characters to appear in each channel. What's remembered from this skit has got to be Edgar's Hokkien impersonation of Jack from the sex scene in Titanic. Hilarious...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all that excitement, the night slowly fizzled out into slack time and the rest decided to embark on a 3rd nightwalk in as many nights. Due to my &lt;s&gt;lazy bones&lt;/s&gt; tiredness from the lack of sleep for the past 4 nights, I decided against going and stayed back to accompany Jo, who was still sick. Eventually conked out before 3am...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- to be continued --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115100011357708057?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115100011357708057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115100011357708057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115100011357708057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115100011357708057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-camp-ohana-06-2.html' title='back from Camp Ohana &apos;06 #2'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-115055990804959892</id><published>2006-06-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:14:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from Camp Ohana '06 #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is a fitting tribute to the people who had participated in this camp, one way or another...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Ohana was conceived when sp choir wanted to organise an orientation camp for the freshies, who just joined us, during the 2-week term break. The theme of the camp was Ohana as Ohana means family and family means nobody gets left behind. The whole camp was supposed to be an opportunity to unite us as one family, forget our past (apply to seniors only) and start anew towards a new beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prelude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was scheduled to be from Tuesday to Friday, but I offered to help out in the 1-day prep camp along with the exco on Monday as I had cssc duty that day in Clementi with Ernest, and I didn't want to travel back home and return to SP the next day like a stupid kuku. Thus, after stoning from 5-9pm at Clementi, the 3 of us (Ernest, Jo and I) headed for dinner across the street before we went our separate ways - Ernest went home as he didn't finish his packing while Jo and I returned to SP for prep camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back, the very 1st problem of the camp emerged as we realised that stupid saa had locked the polycentre, thus we couldn't get our luggage back as they were in the choir room. The end result? Maureen, Carol, Kenneth, Jo and I returned to our camp site at T15, all feeling sweaty and uncomfortable, to wait for camp chief, Edmund. He eventually came around 11 and we got down to the planning. Maureen and Carol left first as it was getting late, and Kenneth accompanied them to Dover cuz he wanted to search for the security guard, who would open the polycentre for us to retrieve our stuff. Edmund, Jo and I continued with the planning, but to not much avail, as the room was damn hot, due to the school switching the air-con condensers off around 11pm every night, thus transforming them into fans until around 6am. Kenneth soon came back with more bad news - he couldn't find any guards. Damn. Eventually, after settling all miscellaneous stuff, the 4 of us set off to plan the nightwalk route at midnight and we came back to T15 at 2-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to walk to Clementi to get some food and drinks and off we went to 7-11 and Macs @ Clementi to slack for 3 hours. Macs was divided into 2 halves - everyone was sitting at the half where the tv screen was playing the match between Italy and Ghana (Italy won 2-0 btw) while the other half was totally empty except for the 4 of us. Lol. The world cup fever was really lingering in the air as while we chatted on our side, we heard constant cheers and jeers from the other side. Haiz. Made me really wanted to go home as it was a case of so close yet so far for me - cannot watch the match cuz got no space over there. Lol. In the end, we headed back to SP after 2 long hours in Macs and reached school around 5am. I immediately slept like a log upon lying down on the floor, despite the air-con spewing out hot air and the sweaty state of my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official first day of Camp Ohana. The first thing we did once we woke up around 8am was to go to the choir room to get our stuff and bathe. The morning bath immediately refreshed me and I couldn't wait for the camp to officially start. As we were making our way back to T15 after our bath, Jo saw Maureen and Mark heading for the choir room. We screamed our lungs out and told them to go back to the room to get more stuff, as we had our luggage to take earlier, and come back to T15 to meet us. It was a funny sight. Imagine 4 people shouting to 2 people below, exactly 3 levels apart and waving like as though they had not seen humans before. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue on, let me explain the hierarchy of our family tree in Camp Ohana. In this one big family, we have the Grandfather (Edmund) and Grandmother (Carol), whom are the camp chiefs of Camp Ohana. They have 4 married daughters (Me, Joy, Liza, Joannah), 2 unmarried sons (Kenneth, Mark) and one unmarried daughter (Maureen). The 4 married daughters, together with their husbands (Matthew, Ernest, Daryl, Alvin), are the group leaders (GLs) of 4 groups, namely, RAZRs, Bullshit, Um Ah Orh, and Influenza. The group leaders of each group are called mummy and daddy, and their group members (freshies) are their kids. The unmarried daughter and sons are known as auntie and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GLs soon arrived by 10.30, and we soon got down to business. Ah Gong Edmund explained to us the outline of the camp, what activities were on which days and what everyone was supposed to do. The juniors soon came at 11 and we had ice-breakers in one of the rooms. We did the routine intros and proceeded to play lame games like the polar bear/hunter game and the where-is-my-50-cent-coin game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch (mixed veg rice), the freshies were grouped into 4 familes - Um Ah Orh, RAZRs, Influenza and Bullshit. Jo and I were the proud parents for Um Ah Orh, and we had a total of 5 fillial children. In order of rank, they are Jonathan (eldest son), Teddy (second son), Yan Shan (eldest daughter), Raine (second daughter) and Joyce (youngest daughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, each family had to come out with our family flags and cheers and Um Ah Orh soon got down to designing what we needed. After that, we had to randomly choose our characters for the 3rd night's Mega Event. Each family had to come out with a skit linking up all the characters we chose today. The characters we got were Chamander, Cookie Monster, Ron Weasley, Neo Anderson and of all people, William Hung! Omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had dinner (chicken cutlet with rice) and had Fellowship. Raine left before Fellowship though. She couldn't stay for every night as her parents didn't allow her to do so. Fellowship was meant for the families to discuss what they were going to do for the Mega Event. But this night was different ... Different in the sense that everyone was busy slacking. It seemed that Fellowship was a time for us to relax after a long day and rest before the night games that were to come. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9pm: Angelic Pandemonium (Battle Royale). Aptly named, families are supposed to find lightsticks hidden in 6 different areas all over SP. A green lightstick is worth 1 point, a yellow lightstick is worth 2 points, an orange lightstick is worth 3 points and a blue lightstick is worth 5 points. Each area has a total of 17 lightsticks - 5 green, 5 yellow, 5 orange and 2 blue lightsticks. All 17 lightsticks are hidden randomly in each area and families can go to any area to find lightsticks. However, there is a catch. There are angels and devils patrolling all areas. Angels will give families lightsticks after they perform a forfeit but devils will take away all lightsticks from a family if they catch them. Angels wear blue lightsticks on their wrists while devils wear red lightsticks. The objective of the game is to collect as many lightsticks as possible so as to amass the most points at the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game was fun cuz the devils couldn't catch my family! We made Aunties Maureen and Joy chase us many times, though we felt quite bad as they gave us a clue on where to find a blue lightstick @ A3 (T11A, T12 and T12A there). It was in a vending machine along T12. The blue lightstick was found by Teddy in the slot where one collects the drink. Lol. After the game ended, we headed back to the basement of T15, where everyone waited for the nightwalk to start while Ah Gong Edmund, Uncles Jason and Mark, and yours truly went to plant the lightsticks for the nightwalk. We went in pairs (Ah Gong and Uncle Mark a pair, Uncle Jason and me another pair). Along the way, Uncle Jason was telling me we could scare them @ main lib, and we did. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12.30am: Nightwalk. An exco member would lead a family through the nightwalk route by looking for lightsticks either on the floor or pasted on the walls. The family would be blindfolded throughout the walk and would be at the mercy of two GLs not from their family, who would try all means and ways to scare the living hell out of the children. The objective of the game is to finish the walk with as few screams heard as possible, as screams would result in a deduction of marks for the particular family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game was lame as not many people screamed, from feedback from the exco and GLs. Jo and I were leading Daryl's family, Bullshit. And guess what? They recorded 0 screams at the end of the walk! Was it that our scare tactics were lousy or they were really not afraid? I guess it would have to be the &lt;s&gt;former&lt;/s&gt; latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the last 2 families did not finish the walk as the weather was not cooperative with us. Because of the sudden rain, I made the decision to stop at the end of the creepy tunnel with lots of "Exit" signs and asked the families to head back to Macs @ FC2 indoors while I went to pick up the remaining lightsticks ... alone. It was freaky man. But eventually, I managed to meet up with the rest @ Macs &lt;s&gt;after being escorted by many ghosts&lt;/s&gt; safely and everyone headed back to T15 where most of the guys went for a mass bath together. I eventually hit the sack at around 5am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- To be continued --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-115055990804959892?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115055990804959892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=115055990804959892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115055990804959892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/115055990804959892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-camp-ohana-06-1.html' title='back from Camp Ohana &apos;06 #1'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114992331949536999</id><published>2006-06-10T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T15:08:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvin has lots of feelings...</title><content type='html'>I have a feeling this blog is collecting cobwebs, thus I have a feeling it needs to be updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling that e-learning week was gonna suck, and I was right. I had a feeling for the past week, everyone would be doing their online assignments simultaneously and complain about the bandwidth (or rather, the lack of bandwidth), and I was right too. I have a feeling the idea of e-learning week would have been the hot topic of the week on SP students' blogs or at least, in their minds &lt;s&gt;for cursing and swearing at SP&lt;/s&gt;. I had a feeling I'll need lots of time to complete my assignments, especially my LSC (law) tutorials, and I was proven right. I have a feeling I really need to buck up and start revising for my law module in order to &lt;s&gt;make Ms Peters so happy, she would shriek in joy in that uber-cute but high-pitched voice&lt;/s&gt; not lag behind the others, as one can see from my recent law CA, though whether that can be done would be another story. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling Sentosa would be one of the highlights of our special day together, and I was right. I had a feeling the weather would be like ... crap on the day itself, and I was right. I had a feeling she would be damn pissed, and she was. I had a feeling I would feel something so sour within me that I promised to make the next day better for us, and luckily I did. I had a feeling I'll make her a happy girl the next day, and I did. I had a feeling I made the right decision to bring her to Sentosa, and thankfully I did. I have a feeling there will be many more days like that I can spend with her and I have another feeling that I'll want to let her hold my hand and journey down the long road of life together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling of fear - of being a gay. &lt;em&gt;Algay [That's me!!!], Mad-gay [Matthew], A-gay [Ernest], Act-gays [Edmund &amp; Edwin], Jo-lest [Jo] and Jas-les [Jasmine]...&lt;/em&gt; We came up with all this names after Bakafish's Hard Gay at Marina Square yesterday after the lamest choir practice of my life. Only about 10 odd people turned up, so disappointing. After stoning at dance studio for more than 45 minutes, Mad-gay decided to just perform voice range tests to allocate whatever manpower we had into S1, S2, A1, A2, T1, T2, B1 and B2. I had a feeling I would be stuck in B2, and I was. What I did not feel about was that Kenneth, the President of choir and normally a tenor, was actually placed in B2 with me! Good luck with &lt;s&gt;gaying with me&lt;/s&gt; the voice, Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the group decided to head for Marina Square, and I had a feeling I'll tag along instead of alighting with Joyce at Outram, and I did. We had BK, which was ok. Then we went shopping and cam-whoring! I had a feeling I had to buy something, and I did. 3 decorative wrist bangles at Rastafurri (is this how I spell the name of that African shop?) for only $10, super-duper-uber cheap la!!! Edwin and Jo bought one each with me and I have a feeling all of us are very happy with our purchases now. I had a feeling we had to leave by 8, so as not to miss the 9pm ch8 drama serial with Fann Wong in it, but we didn't. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I have nothing else to blog about already, thus I have a feeling I'll end off here. Gtg back to my other holiday assignments. Till then, this is Al-gay [algae] saying goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be gay, but I don't want to be a gay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114992331949536999?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114992331949536999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114992331949536999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114992331949536999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114992331949536999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/alvin-has-lots-of-feelings.html' title='Alvin has lots of feelings...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114943495071789893</id><published>2006-06-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:30:42.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PCBE #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Disclaimer: The following entry was produced without any malicious intent and is meant for fun, laughter, peace and joy. Thus, please ... enjoy (pardon the rhyme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the very 1st edition of the Persistently Chorale Blog Entries (PCBE). I'm your host, Johnny, and welcome to my show. In this series of blog entries, I'll be tracking down the chorale careers of students and conductors alike and asking them the questions that will let people gain valuable insights into the life of a chorister. In today's episode, I shall introduce you to a student, who has been loyal to choir all his life. Without further ado, let us all welcome Alvin into the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(claps from audience as Alvin strolls into the set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hi, Johnny. It's nice to finally meet you. Heard you got a part-time job zhnging other peoples' cars. Next time must go look for you at your workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, that's another story for another time. So, Alvin, you in choir all your life ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm.. Should be la. My cca was choir all the way from secondary sch to now in poly. [He was in Montfort Chorale in Montfort Secondary School and is in SP choir now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; What made you join choir back in Montfort? Is it because you had an interest in singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alvin:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, not really. I mean, interest was only one factor. But what really happened was that back then, MC (short for &lt;s&gt;Medical Certificate&lt;/s&gt; Montfort Chorale) was short of manpower, thus the teachers-in-charge organised a mass conscription exercise to make sure all available resources were sought out and forced to join choir to &lt;s&gt;defend the school's properties&lt;/s&gt; boost their strength. It was cruel irony that Montfort was an all-boys school and real "man-power" was abundant, yet nobody wanted to join as they thought choir was a cca for &lt;s&gt;gays&lt;/s&gt; sissies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh dear. So are you a sissy since you joined choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What do you think? (standing up and pretending to unzip his jeans for all the marvel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha it's ok. So how was your stay in MC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had an enjoyable time there. I made a lot of good friends and also had some of the best times of my life there. Whenever classes ended, I would look forward to choir because that's the place where I got to sing my heart out. I feel as though my troubles would be forgotten, at least for that short 2-3 hours, in the midst of singing amongst my peers. No more homework, no more stress. That feeling was magical. Guess I won't be feeling that anytime soon. My passion for singing brought me to greater heights - I was made secretary in sec 2, kept that post and got another post of bass SL (section leader) in sec 3 and was conferred the post of president/chairman in my graduating year in sec 4. I wasn't the best singer in MC, but perhaps I had the passion and desire to see MC succeed, like many others in my committee? I also may not show it, but I really miss the good times I had with my friends and hope to turn back the clock to relieve those moments once again, though I guess Father Time waits for no man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One memory that sticks out in MC that made MC so fun was a &lt;s&gt;bitchy&lt;/s&gt; teacher-in-charge we had for the years I was there. Let's just call her X. Imagine a female teacher you had who teaches you Geography in class and who is coincidentally your teacher-in-charge for your cca. Imagine a female teacher who was very pretty in the past and whose figure went south over the years. Then, imagine this same teacher to be publicly making out with another male teacher after her much-publicised whirlwind marriage and divorce 2 years later. Wouldn't it be a little awkward? Well, X was just that for you. Need I elaborate more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, I didn't know that teachers were this ... havoc. Now, moving on to SP. What made you join SP choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, SP choir was sort of a make-or-break decision for me as I really didn't know which cca to join in SP. I couldn't imagine myself to be in another cca after 4 years in MC, thus my 1st choice for a cca in SP was no doubt, choir. &lt;s&gt;I also want to see pretty girls in choir mah. 4 years in monk's choir not enough meh?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I see. So, how's life in SP choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Life's been good. &lt;s&gt;Many girls to see, of course good la.&lt;/s&gt; Though I had some issues with some people in my 1st year, they are all resolved now and I'm just glad to be doing something that I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Looking back on your time in SP choir thus far, what would be one thing you would have done differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm... This is a toughie. Most probably would be my initial dismal attendance. I didn't attend practices regularly initially as I wanted to &lt;s&gt;slack&lt;/s&gt; concentrate on my studies, since it was my first year in SP. I wanted to secure an above-average GPA before being committed to anything. Thus, this turned out to be my miscalculation, as I excluded myself from all bonding activities and not doing any social networking within the choir. Looking at the new batch of year 1s, especially those who have regular attendance, I feel really embarrassed as their senior that I didn't commit myself earlier to the choir and contribute anything noteworthy. Now that I've secured a 3.2-ish cumulative GPA, next up for me would be to be more involved in SP choir and commit myself to their cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well said, Alvin. Before I close the show, any last words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alvin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When you have a passion for something, do something about it. Dare to chase your dreams and somehow, you will find that at the end of the journey, the process and the learning points you take away will be priceless, and you will grow stronger as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Johnny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Good advice dished out, Alvin. Thanks for appearing in the show. If you had enjoyed our debut episode, you ought to stay tuned to our next episode of The Persistently Chorale Blog Entries as Johnny will bring you a man who earned himself the title of the Lamest/Coldest Person in MC for 4 consecutive years - Ernest - something that has &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; been done by anyone else in the history of MC. So until next time, this is Johnny saying goodbye to all his supporters, who are eating their frog porridge in Geylang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114943495071789893?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114943495071789893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114943495071789893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114943495071789893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114943495071789893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/pcbe-1.html' title='PCBE #1'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114917997519406352</id><published>2006-06-02T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:54:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts #1</title><content type='html'>I have so many things i wanted to talk abt and i din want to elaborate on each of them, thus the title for this entry. So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally managed to complete my fw ca1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So relieved to let go of that freaking assignment and just chill after spending countless hours worrying and starving over my story (yes, I skipped lunch on thurs afternoon n decided to spend time &lt;s&gt;with Hard Gay on youtube&lt;/s&gt; in bizit lib to finish it). That, itself, was an amazing accomplishment cuz anyone who knows me will know me to be a &lt;s&gt;fat ass&lt;/s&gt; glutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My term break has officially arrived...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after 7 weeks and 7 new modules, I've finally learnt to say that enough is enough. the last 2 weeks were the most jam-packed n pressurising weeks I've ever had in SP thus far. Why was that so? Well, there wasn't anything much to do except for the fact that I had an astonishing 8 CAs to take that were packed like sardines in a can??? &lt;em&gt;8 freaking CAs???&lt;/em&gt; The very thought of that gives me an urge &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to have to experience that soon. To think that next term will be worse off? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got 74/100 for my OM ca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Disappointing shit man. I expected at least 80. Crap. Now i gotta work the hard way to get my A for OM, just like econs last sem. It's &lt;em&gt;deja vu&lt;/em&gt; all over again cuz this time last sem, I scored 74/100 for econs ca1, which is exactly what I scored for om ca1 too! However, I dun think I can pull off a 97/100 for OM ca2 like econs ca2, can I? Hoping for the best though. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Just trust that we did our best, there's only so much we can do" - quote taken from Johnathan's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid e-learning week is nxt week...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bah! Whoever came up with the idea of e-learning week for sp students ought to be shot n den flogged cuz it's absolutely ridiculous! In my &lt;s&gt;expert&lt;/s&gt; opinion, the amount of work needed to be completed during this time warrants our presence in school cuz people like me won't have the motivation to complete my work out of sch. Here's a list of what I'll have to accomplish during e-learning week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;FW sports feature story (??), online research &amp; 250-word (1st FW tutorial class when term starts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IHRP situational qns in ca1 groupings (9/6, 5pm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MMR video clip, Q &amp;amp; A (by 24/6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OM ca2, mcq qns on BB (9/6, 11.55am... lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CB ppt slides , tutorial qns (??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LSC Tutorials 5, 6 (9/6, ??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for the moment cuz I dunno what's in store for me for DMA yet. &lt;em&gt;Omg...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ms Kwa is leaving SP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yup, u din see wrongly. Ms Kwa, my dear MMR lecturer, is gonna leave SP for overseas studies next year, so most probably I won't get her as my lecturer for any modules in year 3. 03 and everyone else in our DMC cohort will miss her lame jokes and good-natured-ness (is there such a word?). Study hard, Pingster, and do us proud...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Camp Ohana is 11 days away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, SP choir camp is gonna be v exciting for everyone, especially for the new yr 1s. Please come down n participate in the activities cuz the exco has spent lots of their time n efforts on the planning and logistics of this camp. I know I'll enjoy it, so what abt u? There is a personal issue abt spc too that I've a personal interest in, but that's another story for another time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ernest Lim is a joker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Stop asking me to update my blog just cuz u updated yours. When I update is none of your business and u dun hv to remind me abt it, haha. You came up with the &lt;em&gt;agreement&lt;/em&gt; urself n told me, but I didn't accept it. In law, an &lt;em&gt;agreement&lt;/em&gt; is the combination of an &lt;em&gt;offer&lt;/em&gt; and an &lt;em&gt;acceptance&lt;/em&gt;. Thus, this means that you extended an &lt;em&gt;offer&lt;/em&gt; to me, but there was &lt;em&gt;no acceptance&lt;/em&gt; from me whatsoever, from my &lt;em&gt;conduct&lt;/em&gt; to my words. One more thing. Why can't u just admit that u like Melissa Wong? U r suffering from a disease ... the repression disease. Not depression, but repression. One who suffers from this disease often lives in denial and dares not express their true feelings about a specific person/thing/event and instead, he gives all sorts of reasons to dislike it when in actual fact, he wants to go for that specific person/thing/event. Sounds like you, right? U know why? Cuz u r suffering from that, goon. Stop deceiving urself n go for her lol. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chill abt jo too. I'll try not to let her whack you anymore lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shimin is my sworn sis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hmm this was kind of unexpected as I'm not one to make friends easily. This was an exception cuz we had a healthy online relationship by talking quite often on msn abt each other's lives and such after the peer counselling event in March. There was a unique bond with her that I felt and she suggested the idea. Haha... A word of advice frm kor: &lt;em&gt;Work hard and don't give up on your dreams. Just try your best in whatever u do. Hopefully, I'll see you in SP 2 yrs from now, though I think I would have graduated by then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was a fun but long day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was my last day of the academic term in SP. Met jo at dover and was about to rush for CB lecture when jonathan sms-ed me to inform us of the great disappearing act by Rajan, &lt;s&gt;the magician&lt;/s&gt; my CB lecturer. Apparently, he had been sick since thurs and so, it was understandable. Headed for breakfast at fc6 den had about 30mins before LSC lecture. I'm gonna be so dead for law cuz I've been lost since she started the chapter on contract law. &lt;em&gt;Agreement, offer, acceptance, consideration...&lt;/em&gt; Fuck off can? All of you can freaking rot in hell, for all I care. Stupid module, but Ms Peters is sooooo ... hilarious in all her classes! Too bad she teaches law... Then it was OM lecture at 11 in the same lt as law. It was boring as usual. After that, I had to attend this talk with some 03 peeps that Sheila argued is COMPULSORY cuz it was for the top 20% of the cohort from every course. Thinking it was some scholarship talk, off I went with Devon, Lydia, Fi3 and Sitze to the spanking new T11A. Venue: the Ideas Centre. Once there, I saw some familiar faces - Kok Meng, Fiona &lt;s&gt;the airport runway&lt;/s&gt; and this guy fren whom bugger said was her bf. Lol... It ended after 15mins instead of the stipulated 1 hour, thus I parted ways with the rest and headed for fc1 to meet jonathan, jo and her fren, Yuanling, who came from TP to attend a talk in SP. After lunch, the 3 of us went to the bus stop opposite admin block to take 106 to holland v while yuanling and her fren went back to dover. holland v was v fun. *go to jonathan's blog for full version* I'm too &lt;s&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; tired to blog about that. Thanks for the fun time guys! Then it was back to sp for choir after stoning for 4 hours in holland v @ 5.30pm. It was pure torture cuz firstly, the basses were depleted - we only had 5 basses, and secondly matthew gave us a hard song to learn and a hard time too. I guess I made a fool of myself yesterday too cuz there was a solo baritone line and I couldn't grasp the rhythm of the song though I knew the notes. Argh!!! Cannot &lt;s&gt;impress the yr 1s&lt;/s&gt; drop the ball lyk that again. &lt;em&gt;That stupid new tenor better get out of my way or else he'll suffer the consequences... &lt;/em&gt;After 4 fruitful hours of choir, off we went for dinner @ food court @ PS. People, if you are reading this, please remember never to patronise the stall with the name "Fish Soup" just before they r closing @ 10! The auntie there has a fucking lousy attitude and will &lt;s&gt;eat you up&lt;/s&gt; kbkb at you to order cuz they want to close shop. &lt;em&gt;Damn you stupid auntie. Damn your Cheena accent. Damn your lousy attitude...&lt;/em&gt; *faking bangla accent* Reached home @ 11+...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SI is in full swing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Congrats to Jonathan and Paul for making it into the top 12! Kind of expected. Hope Rahima Rahim from the next show goes through. She's one of my favourites for the girls. Rock on man...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 10th month to us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was our 10 months together today and the time has been the most blissful of my life thus far. Really hope the good times won't end. Haha... The following list has 10 things which I love about her:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;her smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her cheeks (wth...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her always trying to act cute&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her lameness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her loud personality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her &lt;em&gt;pinkie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her mini but &lt;s&gt;ungraspable&lt;/s&gt; cute hand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her mere presence everytime I feel down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what else ... of course the person herself la!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 days to sentosa, 61 days to her birthday and our 1 year together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114917997519406352?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114917997519406352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114917997519406352&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114917997519406352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114917997519406352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-thoughts-1.html' title='Random thoughts #1'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114906534430975547</id><published>2006-05-31T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:48:06.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP = Stupid People? post #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This post contains explicit contents which may result in the contamination of young minds. Pls practise discretion when reading this... :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody fuck sia... so suay today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was scolded by this grp of &lt;s&gt;senior citizens aka&lt;/s&gt; SP officers for playing an &lt;s&gt;perfectly healthy&lt;/s&gt; online game aka CS, in the choir rm. they just barged into the rm n basically demanded an explanation of why matthew n i were playing in the damn choir rm when we were supposed to be holding a damned meeting in here. the grp of fuckers even went as far as to read out the riot act to us abt SP school rules n what-nots! wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want an explanation? fine... i'll give u one! a v gd explanation u shall hv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thou shall give u a nice story when fuckers need it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, u &lt;s&gt;gays&lt;/s&gt; officers were right in saying we had a meeting. we were really having a meeting, one which will concern the future of the next generation of Sporeans - virtual NS. think abt it ppl. by engaging in this new "sport", ppl can still get to exercise without needing to dedicate 2 yrs of their own lives to the nation. by introducing virtual CS, one can still exercise and train their &lt;s&gt;fingers&lt;/s&gt; bodies to be a virtual soldier for as long as they wish, not just 2 yrs. this will encourage more volunteerism and patriotism in Spore as everyone will rush to sign up with Mindef to be virtual soldiers, since they have now realised the &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt; obligation they have to fulfill for the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, u tink u ppl r that great? acting lyk some big &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; shots trying to impose ur pathetic SP rules onto us. we r SP yr 2 students for crying out loud! we did our CD module in yr 1 n i scored a freaking &lt;strong&gt;DISTINCTION&lt;/strong&gt; in that! i know the SP CORE values inside out n i oso know that one of them - personal integrity - is doing the right thing. u ppl tink we want to break the rules? we r doing this for the good of Spore. if spore runs into any military crisis, i'll make sure i'll kill instead of save ur asses. we know the rules better den all of u combined, so u assholes better shut up n steer clear of my way or else i 'll do something so nasty to each n every one of u so much so that u'll regret crossing my path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, i conclude that SP stands for Stupid People...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue this post another time cuz i got many other complaints abt sp n her ppl. gtg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is ur host, Daniel Gong, once again signing off frm ur fave music competition, Spore Fei Chang Super Campus Idol Star plus Band competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FW = &lt;s&gt;Fucking Work&lt;/s&gt; Feature Writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114906534430975547?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114906534430975547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114906534430975547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114906534430975547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114906534430975547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/sp-stupid-people-post-1.html' title='SP = Stupid People? post #1'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114899441797494278</id><published>2006-05-30T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:13:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GSS@PS</title><content type='html'>hmm this is my second post within a day.. ain't i hardworking or wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w3ll just back frm watching x-men 3 with jo @ PS n guess wat? the movie did not live up to its billing as i felt that the jean-cyclops-wolverine love triangle was too anti-climatic. plus the bobby-kitty-rouge relationship was a bit redundant since the "Iceman" eventually got back together with rouge. hmm lazy to critic la. just go catch the movie n judge for urself alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of being @ PS, today after the movie, i went &lt;s&gt;literally&lt;/s&gt; crazy in front of jo. *so paiseh* i was minding my own business with her n just tagging along with her to find a pair of nice slippers to buy for myself n guess wat? GSS walked past us along the corridor at b2 where the breadtalk used to be! in case anyone is wondering whether the Great Spore Sale has come alive to become a real-life monster, waiting to eat up all shoppers n their money in Orchard Road, im referring to a person here. her name is Goh San San n she used to be an art teacher back in my secondary sch. one of my mc juniors lyk her too! *lol but tat's another story for another time* she was spotted by my &lt;s&gt;trained&lt;/s&gt; eye &lt;s&gt;frm looking at gals all the time&lt;/s&gt; n she was with 2 other female frens n 1 guy. *jw got competition liao* i din say hi so naturally ... she din reciprocate la. slowly, as though time had stood still, she n i locked eyes. but b4 i knew it, she had moved on with her friends. being the &lt;s&gt;horny&lt;/s&gt; good boy im, i oso &lt;s&gt;missed&lt;/s&gt; moved on with her la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my point is ... its such a coincidence to see someone u have not seen for so long again at a place where ur not used to seeing this person. was it coincidence or was it fate? i dunno... haiz i dun even know wat im talking abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the serious topic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there r ppl who will ask me this qns once they come to know of this blog's existence. the qns is: why now, alvin? why have u finally decided to start this blog after so long of living in denial that u dun need one? well, the truth is ... i really dunno too. i guess in everyone's life, there is this need to be different from the rest - to stand out from the crowd. it is known as satisfying one's egoistic needs, from a certain module tat i've learnt thanks to rajan - CB &lt;s&gt;a certain Hokkien expletive word&lt;/s&gt; (Consumer Behaviour). but in my case, i dun want to stand out frm the rest by blogging abt my mundane life. here are some of the reasons why i have chosen &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; i dun want to be perceived by others as this quiet boy who doesn't speak up much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want my voice to be heard, at least in the online world. (same as above)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i need somewhere to vent out my frustrations - now is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time when i hv lots to say abt things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha this is alrdy week 7 of sp's academic yr 2006/07 n im now in yr 2 of my dmc course. how time flies. &lt;em&gt;w3ll, at least i started from somewhere.&lt;/em&gt; here's a list of wat i had to accomplish in my 1st 7 weeks as a yr 2 sp dmc student:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;IHRP ca1 grp report (wk 5) &amp; presentation (wk 7)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;CB ca1 written test (wk 5) &amp;amp; ca1 make-up (wk 6)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;LSC ca1 written test (wk 5)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;DMA ca2 script (wk 6) &amp;amp; ca1 tiramisu 1.5min video (wk 7)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;MMR ca1 presentation (wk 6)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;OM ca1 written test (wk 6)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FW ca1 1st-person 1200-1500 words feature story (wk 7)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;so for now, im left with only fw ca1... wish me luck for that pls! &lt;s&gt;i'll put four-leaf clovers in my underpants cuz i'll need all the luck i can get...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;till this thurs at least, this is ur host, Daniel Gong, signing off frm Spore Fei Chang Super Campus Idol Star plus Band competition...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss Hard Gay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114899441797494278?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114899441797494278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114899441797494278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114899441797494278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114899441797494278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/gssps.html' title='GSS@PS'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28966021.post-114896618431248948</id><published>2006-05-30T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:24:00.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my virgin post...</title><content type='html'>hi everyone.. this is my 3rd blog and my v 1st entry in this blog.. the 1st 2 blogs were ... lets just say non-existent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my promise to all those who read my 1st 2 blogs, yet were left disappointed - i promise to blog faithfully in this blog for the nxt few years at least n not give stupid excuses to &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; blog anymore (eg. forgot user id/password, lack of good skins, no motivation to blog etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed tuned for future updates cuz my 3-week poly break's gonna start nxt week. by den i'll be back stronger with a new blogskin n lots to blog abt... haha so cya all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28966021-114896618431248948?l=what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114896618431248948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28966021&amp;postID=114896618431248948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114896618431248948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28966021/posts/default/114896618431248948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://what-is-blogspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-virgin-post.html' title='my virgin post...'/><author><name>- JaY FrEaK -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13388412199572196740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
