Believe or not.


I was secrurity crew for a day.


And it was for this Taiwan popgroup Six Plus(????), aka Liu Jia, and Jolin Tsai(!!!)


Whahaha, and guese what, it all started from CIP.


Basically, it began when I woke up late, and rushed to do CIP at the Silkpro event at Orchard. Was supposed to help out at the rentals for the Ski rink thingy. In the end, I realised that it was not ready, and what they only needed was park security.


*Sidenote: this was not before we were mistaken twice for fans, crazy mental fans, and members of Jolin FC. Fanclub, not football club ya. And I went alone from my class, together with Justin's class. Nice guys they have. Yun Sheng, Kenny..


So we being excited lil' boys readily accepted, not before hearing the action-packed past events and that we could pin people down if they "mis-behaved". Bwhahaha. Fast fowarded to the event which started at 7 plus plus pm. So, we were assigned to the stage area. Wohoo! Close contact with stars!


You wish! Bloody hell. Out of 20 something guys, we were assigned to guard the backstage. -_-"' moment. Still, we got to see the crazy Taiwan popgroup really up close. And Jolin Tsai within 5 Metres! And the crazy fans? Boring. Darn. Singaporeans are civilised after all, and we kids didn't get any action.


Nonetheless, its still a fun thing to do.


And today, went for some pre-admission test thingy for my operation. Took my blood again. not that I'm afraid of that, I'm a blood donar k, just that the nurse was so rough. Ouch.


So, Tomorrow's band prac. Wee. Can't wait, and TWE's having band camp. Shucks. Really, I don't feel right going back anymore. Why I wonder.


And people, I have a comment system for you to comment in, tagboard for..erm..you to say hi or something like that regarding my blog. So use my comment system more ya..please.


And tomorrow's december! Countdown to loads of things..


Comtemplating where to do the survey thingy from Jiayan's blog. Quite fun. But not today. Tired ah..thanks to being slapped too many times all over. You know who you are.


My standard's failing me.


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You know.


Its so unlike me to post emotional posts. i.e. those that goes:

Something harping on lost love


Or


Something harping on being confused.



But seriously, I feel like writing down something like that. But I deem myself unsuited and too old to write that kind of posts anymore. Why? Basically, I hate reading that kind of posts on other people's blog. Yeah I know, the person's only trying to express what he/she's feeling on the inside, and he/she probably is quite desperate for some help since he or she has resorted on posting such stuff on the WORLD WIDE WEB for the WORLD WIDE to read, I know better before I do anything like that anymore.


People tell me, blogs not online diary meh? Then diary is for people to write what they feel ma. Then I can write like what I want ma, i.e "that stuff" ma.


That's a fail I think, 1 out of 3.


Ok, if we're being very technical, a blog is essentially a web log, or something of that kind. And to put "online" together with " diary" is pretty much an oxymoron. How can something as private as a "diary" be "online", for all to read? Hm.


So I guess the only thing they're right about is that they can write whatever they want, much to the chagrin of the poor bloggers who would have to share the namesake of a blogger with those pity-seeking and problem-loaded people who love to share the namesake of "blogger".


So, back on me being confused, its the usual too much time and too much thoughts la. Nothing serious to put too much here. But on the same note, the Singapore Idol finals is making me laugh.


Well, to be frank. I think Taufik should win, since he's obviously the better singer. He has the right vibes.


BUT!

We cannot forget, that "Sly" has a fatabulous fanbase of Ah Lians and Ah Bengs, and who are willing to spend money and lots of it to support him. I'm not really impressed by him. Especially when Olinda had to leave instead of him.


*side note, my friend told me, that singapore idol only shows that people who can survive in this industries are Mats, Ah bengs and Butches. Whahaah... Joke ah.


Just being me, how can one spend like hundred bucks voting for them?? Ok, if they're good, that's no reason to go to that extreme. People say that's the way for good music to keep going. I say its a stupid ploy from the authorities to rap more profits. Just think:

Singapore has a population of 4 million plus. So if 1.5 mil are old people and kids who do not watch S.I, the remaining 2.5 million would. Duh. And let's say out of that 2.5 mil, 1.5 million of them actually votes for "their favourite idols", just do the math. 1.5 mil times 50 cents. That's alot of money. And where does it go? Not to charity, not to the nation's funds, but to their pockets. So tell me, if its a big ploy to get more money or to scout for talent.


Anyway, I frankly think that Sly would win in the end, for 2 reaons.

First, being he's chinese. Not being racist or anything, he has more chances of expanding his "talent" in the market. With his "talent", he can go into the ways of Steph. Sun, but the malay singing industry isn't that big, or so I think.

Second, he's got loads of A.L.A.B supporters. Blegh.


Let's hope I'm wrong.


All in all, S.I is just a ploy to get more money, to attract stupid people to audition and make a fool out of themselves, and Gurmit's a horrible host. Can't stand the way he "creates tension". Bullocks.


And my mononoke movie is missing!! After like anticipation. Crap.

CIP's tomorrow..

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I just realised.

I have been pissed in alot of my older posts. Scary me.


I've been less pissed these days, or rather I've not posted them down much. Does that mean I've matured?


Farah has been blogging since her hiatus. Hm.. Is she still alive..?


Tomorrow's MJCSB tune in!! I'm damn scared la. Really. There's too much what ifs. Darn.


I'm in love with Jo Hisaishi. He has fantastic works with music. Especially in Princess Mononoke, Spirited Away. Just download and listen. Or you can ask me. Really. Summer..


And the day till my operation is getting closer! Freak out! Hm. Anyone out to accompany thru the night? Abit scared ah.. Then my mom can go home and rest cos must work also. Heh.


My lard. The extend of people who go to for the love of their idols is freaky. Some girls are just plain nuts. They have to get everything close to them signed by the idol. i.e. the wallet, handphone, bag.. what's next? Underwear?


Oh ya. I have alot of friends at this area I'm staying at. Let's name and credit them. Hee.

Lumber one :Chia Chong Hu (Chong joo, Beng Siong..)
Lumber two :Goh Kok Yong
Lumber three: Kwok Pei Hui
Lumber four: Alvin Lau (primary school best friend.)
Lumber five: Chia Jiayan(super enthu girl. scary.)
Lumber six: (something) Sau Mun. (quite new friend. so don't know surname.)


Mmhmm. These are the few people I know who stay around my area. Shiok if got like town party. All come down and have fun, cos "my friends are your friends, and your friends are your friends..the more we get together the merrier we'll be!"


More on this some other time.


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As you can see, there's a new layout.


And quite to the contrary, its not really finished. I'm still comtemplating on the picture below the profile. Maybe I should place a couple so that you can vote on the best I should place there. Also, the text above this can be changed. So watch out for that.


Anyway, credit to this layout goes to Royston, who helped alot on changing this and that. "This close!" to kissing him. Not on the cheeks though. Not anywhere else I guess.


And currently, I'm in love with Princess Mononoke. Ah.. I'm so either a) downloading the movie or b) gettign the DVD rented. Darn. Its just so nice.


Yes I'm alone at home, and I'm not in a very good mood. Basically, I woke up to find something private of mine read by somebody in the house, and yet denied, and I have a horrible flu. Think I caught it from someone, since I closed my windows last night when sleeping.


So let's all pray for me that I'll be feeling well. Cos if not, I'll still be in a bad mood. And I don't think I'll be nice. Darn.


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List of Countdowns that you may find interesting. (Cos I'm bored)


1 month and 3 days to Christmas!!
15 days to TWE"S Offstage!!
1 week to CIP activity.
8 days to Pre-admission examination..Yuk.
1 month and 6 days to MJCSB"s JUXTAPOSE!


Should I even put down the days till school reopen? Naw.


Anyway, I officially claim that my house is mosquito infested! Argh. Just by sitting at the com for a few hours earns you at least 3 bites on your legs! So amazing! And I just squashed one onto my speakers! The thrill, the thrill..


So, let's just see how this goes into the long term whether does my blood taste boring for them, or will they continue till I'm sucked dry.


Can't wait for tomorrow.


Oh! SPI updated!! Finally can..


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I used to believe in being practical.


At least in being practical in whatever I do, no matter who is it for, what is it for, or when. I didn't believe in giving up things that I feel are more logical and practical for somethings that are closer to the heart. Call me cold then, but it was how I functioned.


I didn't believe in giving up time for something I knew wasn't going to last forever, nor wasting time for something temporary. Neither was I willing to compromise for something that would not or may not even be true.


Well, who would I ask you? It just isn't right. It just isn't fair. Nor is it true. But I've learnt.


Things are beyond right, fair or for the truth. Tell me, since when have we gotten anything, especially those we want dearly? Since when it is the nice guy who wins in real world? Just tell me.


I believe that what I've written above has crossed nearly everyone's mind at least once.

And I've only one thing to say to that.



Age is a high price for maturity.


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Well.


Hear that? Somehow suddenly, I felt very against the TAF clubs in schools. I don't know, are they really out to make those fat(yes,I shall not be subtle this time) people thin, or rather, within a controlled weight, or are they just trying to get the school in the list of top ten schools of schools without fat people.

Like hey, yes being obese has its disadvantages, i.e. refer to Clare's PW project, but I feel, as long one is not overly obese, and as long he's happy, don't make him go to the extent of doing stupid runs and extra exercises to "keep the weight undercontrolled" kind of stuff.


Onto to other stuff, people are still searching for weird stuff online, like "sunset pictures in Iraq", and alot of "Vivian pictures", "Tan Liming", and most commonly "rickson". I have no idea why these people are doing such stuff, but a warning to all, what you're writing or putting on blogs are being read by weirdos with weird fetishes. And did you know, someone was searching for this apparent pornstar by the name of Cheryl Rixon, and the person typed Cheryl Rixen instead. Hm..Creepy.


People say I posses emphathy for others. I know how others feel, like I can put myself into their shoes. Well, I say till a certain extent I can, but I see it as awareness. Anyone can do that. Anyone can picture how horrible it is to be laughed at, even though we love doing it to others. Everyone can imagine how it feels to be kicked when you're down, even though we hate to admit it. Anyone can be the one who understands how one feels when he/she's out of love, its just alot of regrets.


I don't say things that make extreme sense. I just say things that you haven't thought of, but you already posses that thought somewhere in your mind.


Emphathy is not a skill of mine, nor is it an ability. Its a common understanding through people. Understand?


Till again.

Tip of the day:

Bowling is fun, and do aim for the arrows, not the pins"


Yup, I still love bowling. Heck, if I'm bloody rich, I'll bowl games away like how aunties rattle off the latest pots and pans they saw from tv or tupperware.


You know, I received a mail from this particular someone, and he wrote in it, that it doesn't matter how long that you've been away from your instrument, everyone's the same. Well there's where you're wrong.


Frankly la, eveyone who knows me would understand why I don't like them. Well there were them when we were having problems? And now when all's well, here they come happy and frolicking in the glory we got?

Na-uh!

It doesn't work that way. It's nice that you actually remembered us now, but I don't care. I don't care if you're itching to play. We don't play. We perform. Get that? I know my section ain't perfect, nor are we good now. But I promise we'll work on it. Would you give the same promise? Blegh. I don't even bother for your reply. Have your own fun, I'll have mine myself.

Shameless.


Yes its a strong post once again. But since I'm no one in authority to tell them, here I am in cowardice.


One more thing. You all may think I'm real petty about this, but why doesn't TMS recognise that its TWE now, not for goodness sake, TMSSB? We're so past that stage.


I can sense them coming..

Oh oh! Joke I heard that day on the radio:
Q: What will Darth Vader do if he doesn't get things his way?
A: He will use Force!

Whaha..

Cheap thrills.


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I'm telling you, shit things happen when I'm alone at home.

Just moments before I sat down here, I was bathing, and taking out my contacts. And then the kitchen clock fell of the wall. And sent shards and splinters of glass all over my kitchen floor. Poor me couldn't find any broom. So what can I do?


Go down on my knees and pick up those glass lo. Most of the small pieces and big ones are in the trash now. But no guarantee that all are up.. better call my mum to let her know.


Anyway, I actually was meaning to tell everyone how interesting Friendster is really. Well, it serves more than a palce to know more friends really.

You can find out stuff you never knew! i.e., how some people are really thick skin and my lard, the things they put on their "About Me" section. No examples here.

You also can find out how people love to take narcissitic(?) shots of themselves. Damn funny I tell you.

And, most important, it is a darn ego boosting place. On days when you feel that you'er unloved and unwanted, just read you testimonials and realise how people loved you. Ego ego ego..

And the bulletin board's always worth a read. Just let me show you something that I find worth to be placed here, answered by yours truely. (some changes to grammar, not perfect though.)


-=starts=-

1. are u happy in ur school?
-well, not as happy as i am at home.

2. did u do well for ur examination?
-thought I could do better..but circumstances lar.(excuse)

3. are u retained / promoted
-promoted. woohoo.

4. who is ur fav teacher?
-well, i quite fancy all the teachers who take my class. they're fine.

5. which teacher do u hate the most?
-not any that teaches me that's for sure.

6. hu is ur beest fren in school?
-not really best friend la, but buddies in sch include shawn, azhar and band peeps and open house peeps.

7. hu do u hate most in school?
-man, this is damn contraversal. but ask me personally, i'll tell you.

8. had any crush in school?
-ya, nearly crushed by some chairs that fell. no la! maybe except that mrt incident.. bwahha.

9. do u think ur school is a nice school?
-on the outside, looks fine, like a factory. but inside, looks like a factory. but really clean toilets.

10. are u happy abt ur results?
-I can't really complain, but well, could be better.

11. are u the only one retained or promoted?
-the person who set this question is stupid.

12.wad is ur position is class?
-9th or 11th

13. level position?
-i have no idea.

14. do u like to be like pester by ghost jump off??
-doesn't deserved to be answered..

15. are u well like in class?
-i thought i wasnt in the past. now, i think i'm fine with my class.

16. have any admirers in school?
-not that i know of.

17. where my number 17 go to?
-you're asking me?

18. do u like ur present class.?
-hm, if we kick out some irritants, egoists, and redundant people, yup, i love my class.

19. do u feel unhappy when u know that u would have to leave your class?
-aw, sentimental me says abit.

20. how many demerit point u have, studying in 2004.
-not practised in mjc ah.

21. merit?
-not either.

22. wad is ur conduct.?
-excellent can~

23. remarks?
-oh, some stuff on how responsible i am, the usual. ha!

24. why cant you be promoted.?
-error in questions..

25. are u happi to ur class in 2005?
-what the hell are you asking? happy to my class?

26.will u study hard in yr 2005?
-ya..thrice i guess, mugger mode.

27. is ur principal gd?
-you can't say she doesn't know her stuff.

28. are u contented?
-well, things can be better. but if that's what we've got, i'm fine.

29. do ur friends look down on u?
well, the taller ones do.

30. does ur parents whack ur back or legs orwad.?
-not really linking to this whole questionaire ya.

-=ends=-

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Bliss is:

Pork Ribs at Cartel.. Yum. Not forgetting the lamb chops at Oscars..

Deleting all the PW stuff in your email as it takes up 90 percent of your mail space. Wohoo! PW"S over~PW's over..(repeat times 10000 gazillion times..)

Sleeping in late. Well, at least till 10am for me.

Not having to worry about PW anymore. Yes I'm still harping on it.


Well, haven't been in the mood to blog these days. Just can't get any inspiration, or rather, I'm too caught up in other things in life, as forementioned, PW; Diablo 2; and other unmentionables on this blog lest it stirs and provoke unwanted attention from others. And don't worry. Its not anything dirty.

So anyway I'm in my new house using my old com with my old room and old bed and old furniture. Nothing's new. Except the neighbourhood, the house. But thanks to Chong Hu aka Beng Siong aka Chong Joo aka Chong Mu, he heroically fixed the com for me after countless minutes of frustration from me and my sis. Thank again. And thank him once again for helping me around this weird neighbourhood. Taking buses to school is scary. I can never predict what bus will be coming. Unlike my old house which I could predict so accurately what will be the next bus, I'm always living in constant fear that the next bus would take a super long time to reach and make me miss my train and end up late for school. The horrors.

Oh, on a notable note. She spoke again. She was apparently critisizing us about our attiutde and what other things that teachers love to dig up from the past. And then she said that sentence: "I might as well pack up and leave, and get married.." I thought, finally she realises that she's single..and unwanted. But she trails on: ".. for the girls. The guys can go join NS yadayda blegh I'm clever you're not kinda rubbish yadayada." Darn. She still doesn't know. I wonder if I'm at risk by writing this down.

By hey, I know my teacher reads this. Hello cher! Read this with an open mind ya, as the same to everybody. Hate it or love it, its called life. You either get to be the staute or the pigeon: on days you get shitted on, on days you get to shit on people. Eh, where did that pop up from?

Oh well.

PW's over. Wee..


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My last post in this house, I think.


Yes I'm officially moving this weekend. Its damn sad, to think all the times I spent in this house, all the stay overs, the lil' parties, and all the chinese new years in this pretty hosue of mine. Man. I love this house. Oh well. Let's all spend a minute being emo over my house.

Silence please...


Ok. Enough. Moving on before I start kissing my floors.


I think archie comics actually make a little sense. For one chapter I read, someone said, "there's only two types of music; good music and bad music. As long as the music makes people happy, its good music." Well, what we're playing in MJCSB isn't really making me happy. We can't bloody hell handle El Camino Real. Its a musical disaster in musical history. Goodness sake. MJCSB has good intrumentalists. Note I say Intrumentalists, not ,Musicians. I think I've degraded into one too. There's really no musicality anymore. Everyone's so bang on rhythm, notes, intonation, everyone's forgetting the basic thing that makes music music.


The Feelings.


Music's not only about rhythm, dynamics, and balance. Yes they are important. But how can one feel music if one rejects the simple idea of musicality? I can bet my life into this, if a band can be musical, the rest i.e. intonation and what nots will follow swiftly. One's got to feel the music. Understand that its more than notes. There's a story behind a phrase, a meaning behind a rhythm and a purpose for every piece of music. I only pray that all of us will grasp this fact by SYF. Which is highly impossible, since I guess only twemasekians and some others would understand this idea. Darn. I'm not about to make a fool of myself on stage with an atrocious piece of music to be played on stage.


So, I hope that someone actually reads this. I should concentrate more during sectionals. Making good music makes band fun. Not gossiping. That can come after band prac. At least that's what means to me. No offence peeps.


Till again.