the nedlands

Homecoming

2004-12-05T21:42:00.000+08:00

finally tot of smthg realli worthwhile.

im returning to my ancestral home in Fujian soon. I wun be expecting much, like visiting blood-relatives [or blardie relatives...? or izzit relatively blardie..?!? ..... nvm..] and stuff like tat.

But its realli interesting to noe where ur roots were from. Its as grand as one of those Aragorn-like tracing of his roots, and whats more, there is a temple with a book of the records of our ancestry all the way to the top. So im gonna noe more than that sorri folk Aragorn and his (son-of-Arathorn only) crap.

oh yar.... back to singapore, i saw a group of performers at orchard when i was walking to my grandmas house (my parents awae overseas, had to take care of my grumps and gramma) taking along their lunch. They were singing smthg from Green Day (i guess). It was awful, but their bravery was commendable. I was wondering secretly if it was the Tom Green Show tho..

veri busy with housework, washin clothes, preparing 3 meals a day, ironing clothes, gardening, cleaning the house and yes.... mopping the blardie floor. As if i did not have enuf things to do already....

nvm... family first, everything else secondary for now...

jingkang coming back soon. The past few days were like a Warcraft III campaign "Survive for 30 minutes" scenario until "reinforcements arrive". tired... too bad there are no cheats in life, or id have typed in allyourshitarebelongtous (wadeva).

too bad...

My Holi-shit-days

2004-11-30T21:24:00.000+08:00

nice...

nothing better than being busy during the holidays. Keeps u crackin'.
for the past 2 weeks, i realised i was awae from home for 13 days attending to stuff, usually returning home at arnd 5 or 6 or perhaps even later...

half my hols are already over.

anywae, we had a really gd time at our latest meeting, especially the guy asking for donations... ;)

farnie thing is, realised that busy hols make them all the more memorable, and tests frenships.

as far as im concerned... i do not have time to practise the piano recently, its going down the drain (whee!!...*SPLAT*).

dun noe wad to sae lehz... a lot to write abt, but dunno wad to write specifically, i nd to organise my tots. Probably i could do with some excess neurons....

Yours In Slavery,
Sean

Bad.Things.Keep.Coming.My.Way

2004-11-17T18:49:00.000+08:00

pretty bad stuff cropped up early this week.
dun realli wanna tok abt it, just tat i realli feel sorri for getting isaac into trouble. its realli my fault actually.

I tink recently, i have realli gotten veri busy... and veri bored at the same time. Veri conflicting feelings, cos u cant realli entertain urself when u r busy and yet u r not occupied(mentally and emotionally of course) no matter how busy u r.

I also came to the revelation that i have already lived 20% of my life, taking the avg lifespan of a human to be 70 years. So yar... 14 divided by 70 = 20% of my life. I'm starting to even contemplate abt death. (Tats realli stupid, cos by the time i finsihed with the contemplation, i bet id already be dead.)

i've also been tinking, taking a person's prime years to be around sae 15 to 25 years old, i'd realli have to start making realli gd memories so that nxt time, i can realli sae "those were the days" and smile wistfully. Sounds awfully familiar? Its realli sad actually. Cos after tat, id be slogging awae at work, and then by retirement, id be in no condition to enjoy myself. so practically, life ends at 25.

That Leaves Me With 10 Years Left.

Worse still, work at school and other stuff is just gonna bog me down. considering tat we spend around 50% of our time in school or doing school stuff, by quick mathematical calculation, i have onli 5 years left.

i noe i may sound like some old codger or smthg, but i dunno why i keep tinking abt this sorta thing. i must be getting senile or smthg. (muz be too much maths in the past year)

i shld realli start doing smthg (plae LAN, table tennis, badminton, go on hikes, etc.) and stop thinking. Before these holidays end, i must realli pia everything fun on earth.

to leave u with a quote (lolx!!! i tink u noe wad im tinking abt...):

"Go fuck yourself." - Dick Cheney, after being pissed off by someone else important, but not realli important enuf for u to remember the name.

Goes to show the limits of tolerance of everyone.

im back...

2004-11-10T20:56:00.000+08:00

argh...

ppl starting to use my tag board for ads... anywae, yar, do join the bowling comp fr ppl from all UGs. (silence)

Anywae, came back from genting highlands for a quick break b4 the real hols start to kick in.
my sis.... argh, too adventurous. forced me and my dad up all the rides. we got to this verticle tower tat made a vertical drop, freefall, and went up and down again, like bungee jumping. actually i tot it was nothing. until the thing we sat on kept going up... and up.... and up... and up..... until i regretted taking the ride.

we were left waiting up there for 10 secs, to enjoy the view up there. (no doubt it was nice, just tat i dun fancy being there when there is lightning. ) suddenly, the thingie dropped and i felt the lurch that i grew to familiarise myself with subsequently.

Judging by the redness of my dads face and how closely his eyes were shut, i guess he must be realli getting too old for this.

we sat on the other rides as well. such that i felt dizzy even 3 hours after the visit to the themepark.

anywae, we oso went there to plae some golf. i dunno which idiot thot that plaeing golf on a mountain was practical. The fairwaes are so blardie narrow. the ball rolls off..... into a drain.... which leads to........... (drumroll).... A SHOP!!!! the shop was selling second hand balls that ppl had "lost". huh, a likely tale. i bet i lost around 11 balls for 18 holes. (it was raining the previous dae and the ground was soggy, and u cant see the ball as they are driven deep into the ground.) actually damn enjoyable. im going to keep in mind golfing as a hobby after i retire. :)

oh yar, when we returned, i went out with andy and weiyi to watch shark's tale. we spent 1 hour at the lanshop plaeing warcraft 3. haha, the lamest game ever plaed.

We both had practically no defence. he attacked me with his flying stuff. and i attacked his main base in retaliation as i had practically no antiair. at the end, both our bases were destroyed. he had one patethic building left. my army was decimated. his flying things stil there, destroying my other colonies. ( obviously im realli noob)

well, i learnt a lesson from those iraqi insurgents. keep building awae from the main thrust of force. he destroyed, and i built, and repeated this process until i had shot down all his bird things. (he had no production buildings tho he was building his base again from scratch).

In the end, i won, becos i logged in later than him and his time ran out first.

hmm... tats tat for now... nxt time maybe...
(I WANT A REMATCH!!!!)

late for school...

2004-10-21T20:12:00.000+08:00

I got off the car. Bid goodbye to the driver.

I crept across the ruined heaps, and rubble, leaping about nimbly, and ducking constantly for cover.

The air was chill and crisp. It had been raining the night before. I crept stealthily along the grounds. A cloud of mist formed in front of my mouth as I breathed. From here and there, lies an open field, with no cover, save 2 trees. I took a deep breath and walked across as quietly as I could.

I was halfway through when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw two figures clad in white uniforms approaching.

"Who goes there!!.... Are you late!?"

Too late.... I was spotted!

I started cursing. God knows what fate awaits me at the hands of Jeffrey Lim if I get caught. Rumours of torture and beatings were rampant. I hung my head low as the duo dragged me to their superior for interrogation.
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Argh. Nvm. I was just late. Woke up at 7.27 am. Dashed to get things done. My father fetched me there.

First time in my whole life, I was late for school. There goes my perfect record. Damn. Sleepy and sloppy the whole day, ruined it. haiz. Heck, the exams are over, nothing can bother me... too much.

Thx for reading the lame story... anywae... :)

drat...

2004-10-18T23:13:00.000+08:00

oops... sorri folks, i was realli scatterbrained. Left the previous blog hanging like tat...

I had 2 days of bliss... plaeing... resting, reading, playing the piano..etc. etc. ..... Until now.

Realised i had jobs to do, duties to perform, and responsibilities to be responsible for (i guess). looks like my break has ended prematurely... i hope things work out better this time though...

Received more results todae... not perfect, but i guess im happy enuf with it.

heads up though, theres the cross country coming. managed to escape it for 2 years becos of marshal duty, but well.... u cant run forever...

oh yar... my dad dragged me to buy some computer stuff. veri funny... he's more enthu about tech and stuff than i am. and im supposed to be younger than he is in thought. he even bought an mp3 player just to use up some voucher or smthg and asked me wad it was for. i saed it was for plaeing music and not for work, then he gave it to me...

wow... early christmas present... guess i shld follow him out more often. :)
guess its not much of a "drat" after all...

Break

2004-10-14T20:35:00.000+08:00

Sorri.... long time no blog...

I forgot my username and password... funny, i use the wrong username, can still log in...hmm..weird

Anywae... the exams are over... its kinda like the fall of the Berlin Wall or smthg, sudden burst of freedom and dunno wad to do... maybe id start planning. Probably concentrate on other aspects of my life that i ve neglected for the whole long year.

Todae, we went to check chinese papers. haha. Didnt sae do veri well, but not bad either. The thing is, I slipped out of the lecture theatre halfwae thru, while the teacher was going thru the answers. And... she wanted the papers back!!!

lolx... shldnt do this kinda thing.. so stupid.

Better return her tomorrow, if not she would tink she had lost the papers and would be searching for it. Yar... better return tomorrow.

down to business....

2004-09-26T17:18:00.000+08:00

The exams are coming...
now tat the piano exams are over... its time to study.... i calculated, i have around 1.4 days per subject. hope its enuf...

regarding the poem... dunno how i wrote it.... thx for ur encouragement, maybe i shld be more moody more often to get more inspiration!!!

i will be blogging less frequently now....

for ur consideration and encouragement....thx guyz
once the exams r over, i recommend a veri gd game... its free!!! go www.freeciv.org and download it!!! damn fun.. strategy, turnbased like civ 2

A Poem to Sum-up my Mood

2004-09-24T20:41:00.000+08:00

Skies of ominous dark grey, heavy with doubt, flare,

The sun radiance, smothered by clouds of black.

The rays of warmth all but strangled by the stinging air,

A bleak streak lingers, fading back.

Merciless howling winds tear through the woods - unrelentless,

Shrivelled leaves clinging with desperate strength; still

In knowledge of its inevitable doom, it struggles,

But what is one leaf, to resist Nature's will?

Drops break the tranquil stillness of the pond,

Shattering its once untarnished reflection-

An image of hopes, dreams abound,

Freed from its shackles of mortality?

Ground Zero

2004-09-24T16:28:00.000+08:00

piano exams todae...
practised all morning then went there. So nervous and cold, my fingers were shivering. i couldnt tink quite clearly. I walked with wobbly knees into the examination room.

the examiner, was, as usual, another red-nosed, old, Brit. He is of course nice and friendly. though i dun see how tats gonna help in my case.

First started with scales. slips here and there. hope he didnt notice it... tho i have a serious feeling he did. then I plaed thru all the pieces. Couldnt feel my fingers in the cold air con. just plaed... at the end of it, i did not have a single recollection of the episode. i was literally shivering with nervousness. There was a point where the note sounded like my hand was shaking, coming on and off, like teeth chattering. so malu...

Then came the aural. there was this identifying of chords, that i had no prob... until todae...
It sounds so weird. My chords did not correspond to the ending. mumbled a feeble, weird answer. He gave a look of like: "is tat lame or wat?" then shook it off.

the rest of it went ok... but the importnt parts had real flaws man..

Falling into the well of darkness,
I cling on …to just a desperate hope...

defiant in defeat..

disillusioned....

2004-09-23T20:10:00.000+08:00

sheesh... the exemption list came out todae...

i onli scraped a mathematics exemption... I expected more.. like bio and chem... but dun have... quite disappointed, tho i tink tats an understatement...

i tink im down on my luck recently.. tomorrow's my piano exams and i dun feel confident. im all nervous and shaky....

i tink that exemption thingie reali hit me hard... it was like a double whammy, piano exams and onli 1 exemption. Now ive to realli slog out all the subjects in this 1 week. Damn
got in one hell of a bad mood todae... quiet for the rest of the dae. even the heart dissection didnt cheer me up...

(to kb... sorri for being so nasty todae...)

tight....

2004-09-22T20:23:00.000+08:00

unbelievable. My piano teacher found out that I have been plaeing a piece wrongly after a bout half a year!!! Now he wants me to change... actually, i oso want to change... but.... ITS ONLI 2 DAYS TO THE EXAM!!!!!

hopeless... i nd to pia more liaoz...

i haven even started studying for my exams yet... and its onli 1 week awae... This will be the first time i will take an exam with onli 1 week of studying... funny... i dun even feel worried. maybe tats cos i have my piano to worry about. So after the exam, i will get the sinking feeling of going to fail my exams... shucks.. i hate that feeling

I realised that im going to need a lot more luck than usual to pass my exams (both piano and academic).

till then.... wish me luck!!

Not Again.....

2004-09-21T17:35:00.000+08:00

We had PT in the morning. We knew we were going to do a lot of jogging and running todae... same as the week b4, and the week that follows. Me and Khaiboon prayed for the rain in class (same as last week). We even had a drum beat session (banging on the tables in a 2-3-2-1-2-3-3-etc.. beat) to make it more.... memorable and interesting. But once again... the rain came... 3 hours late.

Arrgghhhh...

Todae, we had to run not 2 rounds, but 3 rounds around the entire terrace!!!!!... nvm, i had a 33% discount. Me and YuhYang hung back and allowed others to lap us. In the end, we relaxedly finished 2 rounds without sweating too much....

hmm... chem test tomorrow....
nothing better than having tests b4 the exams.....

Monday Blues....

2004-09-20T18:25:00.000+08:00

haiz.. school again...
i tink im experiencing serious monday blues syndrome.

Symptoms are:
1. Not feeling like waking up in the morning.
2. presence of the "not-school-again...groanz" thots.
3. squeezing too much toothpaste...

so xianz... its another day at school... no doubt, its fun trying to irritate Khai Boon... but even that gets dreary after going through 5 hours of Mr Lam, Ms Wong and that pesky Sun teacher straight (ahhh.... the perfect concoction for sleep...) I tink they would make the perfect insomia cure.

Anyway, lets tok about smthg else. Lets tok about Singapore, MY HOMELAND. personally, i tink the onli culture Singapore has, is bacteria culture. tats practically it. i probably need to make a patriotic statement first if not the ISD (shh!!.. shh!!!!...) would be knocking on my door in the middle of the nite. here goes: Long Live the Island Republic of Singapore!!!!... k, anywae... there needs alot of work to be done about it, more than just paying ppl to procreate, or introducing 5 day weeks (with longer hours). Take Dr Andy Paul for instance, he paints a human face, to the largely heartless society we live in. His candid and truthful view to some stuff intrigues me for instance, having onli listend to the brite side of life. The joy of life, lies in its sorrows... (hmm quote that, i tink i invented it, unless some1 else already "booked" it).

(for more info... go see his literary works at www.gigantomys.blogspot.com)
Nvm... tink ive made too many politically sensitive statements todae. Im doing this for the good of our nation anywae...

The Hunt Ends...

2004-09-19T19:27:00.000+08:00

"Ladies and Gentlemen... we got him.."

Nope... its not Saddam Hussein this time. Its far more importnat...the elephant has been found...!!!!! send me a pic of it Jonathan!!!! Whoa... that elephant is like much more elusive than that Osama guy... its a miracle we found it... This is a glorious chapter in our Unit's history...

So much homework....
Arrgghh.... the stress is killing me...

I tink im real screwd. No mood to study, cant concentrate... Blardie hell... I realised that 1 hour of Bio TYS can make u feel sick for 3 hours. I lost my appetite todae... haiz...

Have to complete the whole book in 3 days!!!!... if not we cant get to dissect the heart....- the price to pay for 1 hour of fun...

And if tats not bad enuf.... i lost all my recent bio and chem notes..... sheesh, I have no idea where they are now... Need to borrow and photocopy.

Damn... i guess i blew it...

PIA - no

2004-09-18T16:39:00.000+08:00

arghh....!!!
PIANO EXAMS in 7 DAYS!!!!
EOY EXAMS in 14DAYS!!!!

went for studio practice todae at Methodist School of Music. The piano there is quite darned nice. It has a real good touch and nice mellow finish...

nvm..

But all that practising and piaing my piano has left me with no time watsoever for my exams. In actual fact, i have only 1 week to study for my exams. nvm.. not tat it bothers me this year. but still... im one hell ruddy SCrEWED!!!

The Frustration.... The Panic.... the Vulgar Language...

oh well.. dum-dee-dum...

-*whistles*-

The Hunt For HO's Elephant

2004-09-17T22:10:00.000+08:00

Its a ruddy eventful day todae... to speak the least.

After we moved our NPCC stuff to the new rooms (the ones with lizard droppings and all other unnameables on the floor), we went to help up search for "the elephant".

It is a project shrouded in secrecy, of mystique and conspiracy.

It was December 2003, the Campcraft competition team were training and were feeling damn xianz. They had this bright idea of burying HO's (a nasty but neccessary officer's) elephant figurine, that had been given to him as a gift, under at least 20 cm of earth. They dug and buried it, taking note of the "coordinates" (3 pegs from the pavement, 7 pegs from the lamppost).

Now, HO wants it back, and the members who buried it were frantically digging, in search of the enigmatic elephant. They dug, and redug, and dug, and redug. There was a hell lotta holes by the time they stopped. (i tink they'll continue tomorrow). The whole hunt was in vain, but from that day henceforth, the spirit of HO's Elephant had taken firm root in all members of the Unit. We stood by and watched and took photos (for posterity's sake!!). I hope we manage to find the elephant anywae...

somewhere, in the brown earth of TCHS....
Lies the elephant in its grave

A nasty business... thats wat it is...

(Somewat) New Beginning

2004-09-16T19:28:00.000+08:00

Why did i start blogging?

Tell u a story: I saw Andy's blog...and was darned inspired. I aspire to write like him one day... at best, in a distant and unforseeable future. i tink that other than the above mentioned reason... there are 2 more:

1. This is to help me waste more of the special commodity that i am currently lacking in (time!!!! damnit!!!).

2. It is a portal for me to vent my rather pent-up frustration and occasionally... my brillant spark of genius and exhibit my literary flair (or flaw)

3. Im sure it would help me improve my maths

Anyway... here goes. For the unwitting and hapless readers, i apologise for destroying so many a-beautiful-day and too many a good mood. For those who truly appreciate fine art and are able to understand its true glorified beauty.... this is the right page!!!!