Now I truly understand whhy Singaporeans love to be kiasu.

WHY?

Just ask them all a simple question,
"eh, want to go (insert place)?"

The answer will almost be certain:
"See first".

Its always first, first, first. See first, I wanna be first, let's aim for first and the likes. So being first's really good huh. You can even control what other people want to do or not. Now I want to be first.

Maybe we are really but I somehow don't how so many can be wrong at the same time. Let's all really maybe, just "see first".

Wee, band bbq's up. Exciting. Very. Even though its another sad parting thingy, but its always nice to bask in the company of those you had fun and spent hell and heaven with. Let's hope the whole band minus Vincent Sia/seah will be there.

Oh well.

Affirmation, by Savage Garden

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

I believe forgiveness is the key to your own happiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse TV evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity


At least this song makes a hell load of sense. And I believe a whole load of them too.


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Ten Reasons why I won't Be Famous.

1) I can't run. No sporting awards.
2) I do not happen to be in a influential/rich family.
3) Notenough childhood photos to post on magazines.
4) I did not get into a top institution anywhere.
5) Two words : no talent.
6) Can't sing nor act.
7) No scholarship. Ever.
8) Looks? What looks?
9) What kind of celebrity's name is Rickson??
10) I'm actually wasting time typing this out, rather than poring over some theorem to be proven wrong or trying to walk on my hair backwards around Bedok Reservoir.

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I have no idea how to put what I experienced. So I'll just put up some pics. Most are from Azhar, he has the nicer group pics. Somehow.

This is where we went for river studies, the group of happening people. Everyone's very wet, except me, since I had the all important pouch which contained all their passports and handphones, and they just finished a water fight, sabo-ing Shawn and Irfan. Haha.

At the resort, after dinner. Dinner sucks by the way. So did breakfast. Flies infested everywhere, amazing none of us got stomach-ache. Not so scenic, but it was really nice over there. And Christine's not touching my ass. I swear.


And that's the constant star of my blog, Juling and I at the Kota Tinggi waterfall. That's moments before we went to play Azhar's self-proclaimed real natural blue plastic slide. Where Eugene was being very erm..not enthu about sliding down. Tsk.

Mummy Chua and us. And Azhar's obviously trying to say something while being shot at. And that's Yixiang behind.

Ignore me, the skinny freak. Other than that, quite-can-make-it hunks and babes.


My roommates, on the bed where loads happened. Toe kissing(yuk), (failed)lap dancing, pole dancing, neck licking, and all that scary stuff. And Irfan and Shawn's behind by the way.


And the last shot we took outside our room. Aw, good things end so fast. Chris Chen's constipated look isn't making it look fun though.


Check the rest of the pics out here.

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Ingredients to attract attention to your blog.

Just be darn contraversial,
i.e. I think gays are stupid/pigs are cute/ potatoes are the funniest food in the world etc the likes.

Or make uber general and insulting remarks.
i.e. Guys suck. In more ways than one.
Or
I think all MJ guys are idiots etc etc and the likes.

(These are just examples please, not direct insults, in case of misundertandings. Which happens quite alot.)

Some people just simply blog for contraversy, attention and to bask in all the glory of people reading and giving their two cents worth.

How egoistic, I say.

Well I blog for entertainment and to let loose some of those "one of those days" moods after a darn bad day in school. I'm definitely not saying that those who may blog with darn explicit details are definitely egoist, in case someones points and show "fallacy!" at me. Its quite obvious when someone blogs for attention. Out of the blue, he/she'll come along and yell something that makes you go "WHOA! I never thought he/she'll think that way. ", and the contents are usually racial, sexual, or really really eccentric.

Oh well, anyone could accuse me of doing that too.

What about those who rant and rave on every other post, averaging on a 20 r.a.r(rant and race) posts per month? I think these people need anger managemnet class, and how to use mircosoft word instead of blogs. Its not a beneficial use of online space to the blogger and those who reads it.

And please, don't relate my blog to Xiaxue. Its scary. Brr.. Haha.

So to all who are reading, happy studying. Don't look back and regret that you didn't. Enjoy at times also, don't be a dull-mugger. Even muggers need to be fun at times.

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Aw nuts, i succumbed to such quizzes again..


Heart of Gold

What is Your Heart REALLY Made of?


ANYWAY,

I just fathom at the way some people function and think. To be loyal to one's ex -school is one thing, to be over-zealous is another, and to be so dogged over it that its annoying just pisses me off, so badly that I had to retype "that" few times before I got it right.

Why can't people just understand that in a new place and new environment under a new school doesn't warrant you the need to go even more nuts over your holy ex-school? Hell, just take the choir concert last week. It was a blast, until those nutbags started screaming "TK TK TK!!" Like hello, it was a MJ concert for goodness sake. TK choir was good, but I don't see the need to start the excessive littany of school praises. No offense to TK, but its the black sheep among you that irks me bad. And TK's zealots aren't the only ones who rub me the wrong way.

Another example would be at the soccer match. Yeah yeah, only when they lose, they ain't related to the family eh. Bullocks. But that's not to say that you're not nice people, just rubbing me in the wrong way at times.

Lard, sometimes I feel if people were all so "excessive pro-ex sec. sch", maybe we should just demolish the whole orientation programme. What's the bloody use of going games, bonding sessions and all that just to see people yelling cheers from ex-sec schools after a MJ event? I don't see it as being loyal, I see it as being retarded. Good that you acknowledge where you came from, but I think you would need to respect what the event was and for who. Sometimes we think the older ones are immune from such trash, but subtle actions proved me wrong again and again. What "ex-**bands mems" photos and the like.

Nuts. I got a feeling this is so going to get alot of retaliation. But hell, its time they realise how irritating it is.

So much for heart of gold.

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