I'm feeling really loved at the moment, since two of my friends who wre doing their net surveys have named me to do it too(for whatever reasons), so here goes...


1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
"..untimely ring of the telephone. Little did I know my des-..."- Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul III.

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.
Ok, and then?

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Blue Streak on Chan 5, while having dinner. Must have repeated a gazillion times.

4. Without looking, guess what time it is:
Erh, 8.15pm?

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?8.21pm. Woo, close.

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Hm.. the TV outside, and the soft whirling of my ceiling fan.

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
At work with my dad a few hours ago.

8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
Some game faq.. Doom 3, just in case I need to play it again at Azhar's house. Heh.

9. What are you wearing?
Home clothes la. Tee, shorts and glasses. What else? Tuxedo?

10. Did you dream last night?
Nothing.. since I can't remember.

11. When did you last laugh?
Real laugh as in funny hahaha, or laugh as in laugh for the sake of doing so haha? The former's yesterday at lunch with the guys and Christine, the latter.. with my dad. Oops.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Dust. And a clock from IKEA, some puzzles in frames.

13. Seen anything weird lately?
That's a hard one. Everything's so weird that nothing's ever weird enough to be classified weird.

14. What do you think of this quiz?
Somehow, a good way to spend time, yet retarded in ways, like this question. Who in the world actually wrote this quiz?

15. What is the last film you saw?
First 45mins of Memoirs of a Geisha. Haha.. A full film would be King Kong.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
An Xbox, PS3, a twenty inch LCD monitor, a Schike Trumpet and a Courtoir Cornet, a new digicam, some new clothes.. and anything for my family.
An oboe for Weijian, a drumset for Juling plus Timpani and the works, Trumpets/Cornets for the sections in TWE and MJCSB, prob instruments for everyone in band la.
Azhar'll get more hair gel, haha, and his personal chauffer, since he's like forever practicing driving..
Christine'll get a big clock with loud alarms, so she won't be late.
Gwen'll get some hair-transplant thingy, so will I. At least got company when we go for treament.
Shawn and Irfan'll get like, letters from some almighty big shot to let them off punishments in NS. Haha.
Then, I'll buy over Microsoft and all the other big companies and be a mutli-gazallionaire. Woo. Then I'll donate like a trillion to charities so that stupid actors don't need to fake grief and agony on TV and save us all from watching them squrim around..
Oh, and a personal doctor/specialist for my cousin's dad. =)

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:
Who's "I"? I like to sing in the shower?

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I'll make all the people I dislike to live in some remote island with only a mini-mart to survive on. And the mini-mart has only Beansprouts and that disgusting Yeo's Eight Treasure tea. Haha.

19. Do you like to dance?I did, till I realised I look stupid doing it.

20. George Bush.Liar.

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Chelsea. Or Cheryl, thought that's a real pretty name.

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?Orlando. Haha. Anthony?

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?Like Switzerland or something. Yeah.

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?"Finally you're here. Now I can retire."

25. 4 people who must also do this in THEIR journal.Heh, Christine Goh Mingming, Donovan, Azhar and..for entertainment sake, Eugene Teo. I bet we'll get a gazillion laughs out of it.

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Azhar's (stupid...) top ten quiz thingy...

1. 5 things that you won't leave your house without.

1. Wallet
2. glasses/lenses,
3. keys with blade,
4. handphone and
5. watch.

2. 5 things that you look for in your partner/spouse

1. faithfullness
2. common interest
3. a passion for music
4. can tolerate my nonsense
5. and can cook.

3. 5 things you wish that you could cook

1. Spagetthi (argh I can't even spell it.)
2. Cookies, like Juling.
3. erugh, donno la. I don't even like to cook.

4. 5 things that you will never do in your life time

1. be on the receiving end of anal sex, nor give. Erugh, just gross.
2. stop loving music
3. give away my precious stuff, like my toys. Collectors liao hor.
4. be naked in front of an audience, which means I won't be a porn star.
5. killer litter. since I stay on the second floor.

5. 5 things that you think look nicer longer.

1. eyelashes
2. hair, on the head not armpits nor anywhere else please
3. testimonials. heh.
4. blankets
5. bananas

6. 5 people that you'd want to jump down a building with

1. osama. haha.
2. god, to see what he'll say on the way down. would his life flash before his eyes?
3. eh.. that's all I can think of. I don't wanna die by jumping off a building. Too ugly a way to die.

7. 5 places that you really want to go to

1. egypt
2. switzerland
3. russia
4. rome
5. hawaii

8. 5 things that you wish to achieve in the next 10 years

1. get married
2. get a car
3. get my license
4. a career, not a job
5. some simple place but with nice furnishing to call home.

9. 5 things that you first notice about a person

1. eyes
2. hands
3. hair
4. then comes the whole package
5. lastly the manner of speech. imagine, demure looking girl, then speak like coffee shop uncle. the horror.

10. 5 people who you think will be bothered to do this

1. Frankly, I think I'm the only idiot stupid enough to actually do this..but for fun sake, the same people as above.

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Wokay, I'm finally done.

Till again.

2 years ago, I wrote :

"i believe, to get the rainbow, u'll have to endure the storm. most probably, the greater the storm, the nicer the rainbow. correct me if i'm wrong."

2 years later, I still stand by that. It's always the case in whatever we do.

To appreciae beauty, we need to know uglyness.
To feel the joy of winning, we need to endure the pains of losing.
To understand loss, we must have gained before.

And et cetra et cetra.

Just a sudden thought while browsing my archives.

Till again.

It's one freaking week to CHINESE NEW YEAR!

And can you feel the mood tonight~~(sung in tune to can you feel the love tonight, corny, yes, but that's the only song I can think that fit in..)

Anyway, it's currently very calm at home, since the folks are not around, and the kids, i.e. my sis and I are both on the com, thus away from each other and therefore avoiding any forms of conflict that may happen. Whew.

I'm still awaiting for alot of events to happen, and maybe it'll be as fun as previous years. Somehow, festivities seem to die off when we get older. Like Chinese New Year was freaking fun, cos the house'll get freaking crowded with people and kids just go beserk when we play with seemingly nothing. Ah, the innocence.

Now, it's just like age has robbed us of all that childish fun. Damn, now we'll just gamble and gamble, not that I mind when I'm winning, though rarely, but there don't seem to be anything else to do.

Nuts, I'll have to work tomorrow. Maybe I shouldn't complain, it's a far cry than what my friends in army are suffering from. The horror stories I've been hearing are enough to keep me awake, and think about grabbing my passport to migrate illegally. Even though I'm on a modified BMT, somehow I don't feel safe.. got a bad feeling, like I'll get raped ofr something bad inside. *shudders.*

I'm still having dreams about A level results.. and the results in the dreams are getting better. Haha.

The first one was really bad, I think I got all AO's for every subject. It wasn't very vivid, but the scores were screaming into my face.

The second dream was much more vivid, I was with Junwen, and we were both opening our results slip, and somehow we both got similar slips. There was a row of jumbled numbers and alphabets, but somehow or another, since things never do make sense in dreams, I understood that my results were D, AO, D. Man.. just as bad.

The one I had last night was as scary. This time, the result slip looked much more normal, but I was freaking out really badly. Could feel my heart thumping, as I opened my slip. Inside, the results were B, AO, and B. AO for maths were like bloodred on the slip itself, and I could feel myself dazed. Frankly, if I got such a score, I wouldn't be too suprised. For geog and econs to get a B, I might be amazingly lucky, but math, never.

Still, it better be just a dream. Please, let me get a decent grade.

I freak out everytime I think about the results.

Kill me. Ok maybe not. Crap.. I need to recover from fear.

Till again.

I'm glad I'm not at home at times.

It's so stupid at times when the family have the stupid fights, and yes at times, its all our fault.

I don't know. I've been living with my family for years, and my mom till today, for like 18 years still doesn't know I hate shopping and trying clothes. She can remember nonsense like people car plates number striking 4D and that jazz, but she doesn't know when I have band pracs, and she doesn't know that I hate picking up phone calls when I'm at band pracs. Tsk.

I don't think that it's generation gap, I think it's pride.

Is it true to say that parents, at least in our society, refuse to admit their mistakes? Like, hell, if I'm already shutting up to try to stop aggrivating the situation, and she keeps on nagging nagging naggging nagging nagging nagging nagging nagging.. Tell me, who's the one making it worse?

Ok, we were wrong to raise our voices, but I don't think it's fair for them to threaten with stupid things. Then they start the guilt trip all over again, saying how they've failed being a parent yadayada. It's like all our thanks and hugs simply fade away when they're in the "in a quarrel, kids should always lose" mode.

Man, I nearly lost it again when my mom started raking up how we're ungrateful just now. Seems like I'm going spend another night sleeping feeling pissed. It's not that they don't care, but they care differently. I admit, my folks stand nearest to the right-wing of old fashion-ism. I don't get it, how can they not admit that my sis and I are already nearly grown-up, and that we do lead our own lives at times, and we have things that we want to do in our ways?

My dad, I can handle. I guess it's a guy thing, or rather maybe I'm just smarter. Whenever he starts nagging, I'll just shut up and listen, cos rarely he'll be overbearing unless he's really angry like just now. He's very old-fashioned, but as long as you don't do stupid things to him, he's ok.

Mom's the big problem. She's the domineering one. Really a cleaniness obessessed one. You can't get away with a messy room for a week, or if she's nasty, a day. And she's really petty and sensitive. She can't let go of any little detail to bring up in a quarrel we'll have.

LARD I'M PISSED AT THE MOMENT!! On and on she goes, and it's so not helping with the situation. The whole family's quiet, and she still goes on and on. I can't say I hate her, I don't, but I can't stand the way she goes nuts.

Amazingly, I'm calm.. enough not to join in the fray. And there she goes again..

Sigh. What a night.

Till again.

A Late Recollection of 2005..


1) Was 2005 a good year for you?
Relatively.. minus the A levels.

2) What was your favorite moment of the year?
Syf 05. Woo. Together with Genting.

3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?
The Actual Exam season. Blergh.

4) Where were you when 2005 began?
Home, in bed, sleeping.

5) Who were you with?
Bed, pillow, bolster and blanket.

6) Where were you when 2005 ended?
At Bedok Reservoir. Thanks to Donovan..

7) Who were you with when 2005 ended?
Loads of people. Donovan, Juling, Benny, Kenny, Justin, Hui Koon, Soo Koon, Pok, Zhenghong, Zheng Yi, Xuan Wei.

8) Did you keep your new years resolution of2005?
No..

9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2006?
Na, they never get fulfilled anyway.

10) Did you fall in love in 2005?
Yup.

11) If yes, with who?
Ms Balloon.

12) If yes, do they know?
She's not as air-headed as her alias.

13) You regret it?
Naw.

14) Did you breakup with anyone in 2005?
Erh. Didn't count I think. Oops, that wasn't anything at all.

15) Did you make any new friends in 2005?
A few ba. All the J1s, my juniors

16) Who are your favorite new friends?
The ATP, like Donovan, Tsz Yan, Pok, Zheng Yi etc etc.

17) What was your favorite month of 2005?
May? April? Both were as good.

18) Did you travel outside of the Singapore in2005?
GENTING!!!! Woohoo. And KOTA TINGGI!! Just as fun.

19) How many country have you traveled in 2005?
Too bad, both were in Malaysia..

20) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2005?
Yeah. I thought I got close to her again, apparently too close. Hawhaw.

21) Did you miss anybody in the past year?
Yeah.. My TWE juniors like Lynn, Cheryl, Sen, and occasionally the gang when I didn't see them for a long time.

22) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2005?
Star Wars I think, or Howl's Moving Castle..or was it Mononoke Hime?

23) What were your favorite songs in 2005?
Woo, alot alot. Songs like Noah's Ark, Iris from Goo Goo Dolls, Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt and loads of Joe Hisaishi songs.

24) What was your favorite record in 2005?
Mononoke Hime..

25) How many concerts did you see in 2005?
A few band ones..

26) Did you have a favorite concert in 2005?
Erh, na.

27) Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2005?
Haha, nope. Rarely I'll touch alcohol.

28) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2005?
Yaya.. panadol when I get headaches.

29) How many people did you sleep with in2005?
Alot. As many as you did.

30) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
Act stupid..in front of my class or smthg like that.

31) Did you treat anyone badly in 2005?
Duh. I don't like that guy.

32) Did somebody treat you badly in 2005?
HMM. That'll be yes. It's usual. Some sibling thing.

33) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2005, when/where?
Erh..before school starts and I'll study real hard. Or the moment when they annouced the SYF results. Or Genting.

34) What are your plans for 2006?
Ignore more stupid people, get a good job or something, survive army, treat my parents to a meal with my first paycheck, maintain a good relationship with my friends and balloon and my parents.

That's all. Alot more could be put in, but I'm not really in the mood now. Sleeping.

Till again.

Ever got the feeling that you had a great post in mind, but when you sit down to actually type it down in words, you forget every single little thing in mind?

That's what I'm feeling now. Piss.

Damn, I really can't remember the topic I wanted to blog on, but all I know it was a great topic, I even had a few paragraphs, ok, the first 2 paragraphs of the post in my mind. I was on the bus from work home today when I thought about it. Oh well, itll come back sooner or later.

Someone just told me this: "An apple a day, keeps the doctor away. What if the doctor handsome, throw the apple away. "

Wokay~

Anyway, sometimes it's really sad to feel old. It's the alumni thingy again. Once again, I've graduated from another family I've held dear to me. Although its not really leaving the place, but once you're an alumni, no matter how at home you're made to feel, somewhere inside something tells you that it's a thing of the past when you belonged to the band. Ah crap.

Maybe its what I believe in in another form. When we loose something good, we'll get it back somehow someway. Right beside me now is the trumpet I have, and the mouthpiece is being soaked in listerine in the kitchen. How I yearn to play again. Not a good idea to play at home. Don't think my neighbour appreciates band music, and neither do I like my sound inside a confined area.

So another day draws to a close, and it creeps closer to enlistment and D-day. Another job offer went missing. Am I that un-employable? Somehow I need to pay for bus fares and all that nonsense. Not being a student sucks in more ways then one. After you get used to the "no more school days and teachers" thingy, you want to return to school. You have friends there, food is cheap, there's no need to travel except between classes and to the canteen and all that jazz.

Sometimes, working in the heartlands is much more rewarding then working in town. I mean, the characters you meet there are so colourful, they beat any other heavy-tipping foreigner in town. It's like, the language they speak speaks right to your soul. It's just heart warming. Then, we have on the other end, the irriating people, who think that they're too good to look and speak to people who do promotions. Heck, the look on their face, the first line that came to my mind was the description of Malfoy's mother when Harry first met her at the Quidditch Cup, with something about something bad under her nose. It's that disgusted look they give you absolutely makes me turned off/pissed off/any vulgar thingy you wanna add.

Ah well. That's that. Tomorrow's a new day.

Till again.

Sometimes, maybe we shouldn't let prejudice get to the better of us.

Like today, it was raining as usual. So I was idling around in my dad's lorry, waiting for the rain to stop. Then I saw this man of another race pacing around the vincinity. I began to freak out, afraid he would try to rob the lorry or something like that as he kept looking over. Turns out, he was just another ordinary man waiting for his friend to buy something at the shop and he was apparently fasicinated by the contents of the lorry(the goods not me please).

Then I began to think again, why I had such an evil thought of people of such race has to be crooks or some evil beings. It could very well be the reports about the molest cases at Orchard, or just the image we always had since young. Mom used to threatened us or our cousins that if we misbehaved, the "ah neh-neh" will catch you away.

"One bad apple doesn't spoil the barrel" is the message we should keep in mind, I think, these days. It's the level of racism we have here these days that makes it even hard to keep racism under control. Frankly, if there were people out there whom already decided that I'm a bad ass, I don't really see the point of proving myself, since there's not much that anything I'll do which will change their mind.

Onto another entirely different topic, I wonder why sometimes people act like they do. I know of a few who desperately try to fit in into places where they obviously don't, and they hurt themselves in the process and those around them too. It's saddening, but that's the power of the majority and the thrist of popularity.

Whoever said that Singapore's schools are not as segregated as those in the West is damn wrong. Perhaps their only valid point is that we don't murder anyone to get rid of them, but sometimes the acts we do is as hurtful as that. What we have are the endless teasing, the senseless mocking, the relentless ridiculing and the comdeming ostracising.

Ironically, it's inevitable. The capable, the popular, the "elites" are bound to congreagate, and to clique, whereas the in-betweens and the left behinds are left straggling, stranded to their own misery. It's no wonder why they would want join in the big groups. When you are the majority, you mean business. You decide things. You are power, you are Veto. You mean something when you are in the majority. Things go your way, and you would feel important.

With the exception of a few, nearly all that I know are in the popular groups. I've never considered myself popular. I know I am not, since I'm nothing outstanding. The most outstanding thing about me is probably the amount of body hair on my limbs or something like that. I don't think that most of my friends are elitists, but I think ther have been instances that people think we're like that. Somehow and sometimes, I have to agree.

Maybe its just inside us to segregate and divide. Elitism is all around. Even in the wild, wolf pups began to spilt into alpha and the others. The alpha wolves nurse more, hunt more, and live to older ages, while the others will be neglected more, and die much younger. Crap. If we go the ways of dogs, I don't know what will come of us.

And yes, if you've read faithfully all the way to this point, I congratulate you. I didn't think anyone bothered to read this rant.

Till again.

Work..


is ok. But I think it sucks in many aspects. And I can't believe I'm doing it over a 3 week period. Today's only day 1. Anyone wants to take over?

I wanna do other kinds of job~! Think I'll just work for my dad forever and ever.


Till again.

The Calling-Our Lives

Is there love, tonight
When everyone's dreaming
Of a better lifeIn this world
Divided by fear
We've got to believe that
There's a reason we're hereYeah, there's a reason we're here...

Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...

See the truth, all around
Our faith can be broken
Our hands can be bound
But open our hearts
And fill up the emptiness
With nothing to stop us
Is it not worth the risk?
Yeah, is it not worth the risk?...

Cause these are the days worth living
These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...

And even if hope was shattered
I know it wouldn't matter
Cause these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...

We can't go on
Thinking it's wrong to speak our minds
I've got to let out what's inside...

Is there love, tonight
When everyone's dreaming
Can we get it right?
Yeah, can we get it right?...
Cause these are the days worth living

These are the years we're given
And these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...

And even if hope was shattered
I know it wouldn't matter
Cause these are the moments
These are the times
Let's make the best out of our lives...




One of my favourite songs of the moment.


I'm quite in denial, I still think I'm in JC, living those studying days. Everytime I look at the photos, I can't help to smile. It doesn't matter if it's mine or others, it just brings a smile to my face. It's the same with the temasek photos. Like the graudation one, it's darn funny. I still remember how Damien used to talk crap with me during classes and get our asses whipped by Ms Woon the chemistry teacher. OR rather, she'll always pick on me. But she's nice in the end, even though she's like a gazillion years old. Just kidding.

Don't know why am I so nostaglic these days. Must be a new year syndrome.


Got to go. Have some temp job thingy. If its not for the money...


Till again.

Ok, today I was a better boy. I went to work. So I'm home from work, and tired, but not really. I wonder if my mom'll allow me to go see Balloon back later.

I'm so desperate for a job, that I can't believe I'm taking up my sis's offer. Shan't go into details, it's that embarassing. But! For the sake of money, I will prevail!!

By the way.. there's a sudden surge of lil weeny weeny ants on my desk. I wonder where do they come from. Maybe there're sweet stuff in my com. Must be my photos. Hah.

So today's the day where the NS enlistment starts for this year. And already, I know of 3 t o4 people going in. They're probably already inside, and all are shaven bald. All becoming reall men, all becoming soldiers, ready to serve the nation, all... you get my point. I wish them luck, blessings for safety, and that it won't be too cold for their bald heads. It's gonna be my turn soon.

I had this weird dream last night, and I've been brooding over it over and over again today. What does it mean? It's a scene of something that had happened, a long time ago, say 3 years. I haven't been thinking about this since eons, and now that its has resurfaced, I'm quite.. stunned.

I quite have plenty of Deja Vu-s. And frankly I'm pretty scared of them, cos loads of my dreams are freaky. -just killed another weeny ant-But others are just random. Maybe I'm born to be a psychic. I can predict stuff..numbers..and results. That means my dreams best not be true, cos I dreamt that my A's were not very..pretty. -shudders.-

Ok, tomorrow's another day. It'll be better I hope, since I'm going for an interview, and a briefing for that job thingy. Let's hope all turns out well.

I can't think striaght and deep enough these days to write a proper post. Darn.

Till again.

I ripped this off an email Mary-Anne sent me a long time ago. Makes sense. Sorry I'm too lazy to actually blog. I think my posts are going down the drain..


An Obituary Msg:

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend by the name of CommonSense who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic redtape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets theworm and that life isn't always fair.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn), treat everyone the way you want to be treated andreliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge). His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissinga classmate, teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student onlyworsened his condition. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wantedto have an abortion.

Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses and criminals receivedbetter treatment than their victims.

Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realizethat a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, andwas awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion (aka Thoughtful); his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason (aka. Dependable / Rationale).

He is survived by two stepbrothers, My Rights and I'm a Whiner.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still know him pass this on, if not you can give him a second death.

Till again.

It's been that fast and I'm already a bad boy for 2006.

I was supposed to work with my dad and I overslept. I swear I didn't hear them calling me, nor did they on the lights. It's not my fault.. I think. So here I am, dying in guilt. Blegh.


And it's already 2nd of January 06.


Why does time fly past like it's nobody's business, I hate it. It's annoying, like someone doing things behind your back. And when you turn around, volia! Everything's changed so drastically that you won't even remember what your toes looked like. Scary.

Anyway, let me catch back on a few events.

On the 30th was the busiest day I had in band life history. Haha, maybe not, but it was fun. In the afternoon was rehearsal for TWE's very first P.O.P, or for those who have no idea what that is, it's a Passing Out Parade, where it's something like a graduation ceremony, not where people faint. I'm happy to be a part of this simple but definitely important event for a band member's journey. Too bad I didn't have enough rehearsal time, but luckily, no MAJOR screwups. And my section mates were nice enough to point out the pitfalls before I fall, like how Hidayah would keep whispering to me, "Key change!", and I'll reply, "Orh."

I was never more proud at that POP, as my whole section won an award, including Best Section, Best Musician for Sec 3 and their posts. Darn, I was the only member left sitting while everyone had a chance to go up and collect their certs. Unfair, but still, I'm glad. It's the same feeling when Suan Sen was BMM, and Cheryl was SL. Cheryl, can you remember the time our section was one of the worst, always kena scoldings and all that jazz. Now we're best section! Woo. Woo.

Met the old SYF 03 batch, and nostalgia was the word of the night. Even though I had to leave early, it was very very nice to meet all of them again. Those present included Zat(always present), Weijian (also always present), Aaron, Wanguan, Samuel, Audrey, Zhenghong, Juling, Guangrong, Eugene, Jingfang, Cheryl, Malorie, Jingqing, Selvam, Jeevan, Timothy the cute, and those I left out. Haha.

Then it was onto MJC for the Alumni dinner. Honestly, it was a crappy event. As in the performance and how it was held. It was rather drabby, but nonetheless, I guess if I was meeting my old classmates, it would be fun. And also, it wa my debut as a Percussionist, a lousy one at that. But it was a good experience. Heh.


It's 2006, and I'm constantly haunted by the un-avoidable. Results, enlistment, jobs, more nagging from my mum. It's inevitable, I can only take them as they come. Let's hope my arms won't be that full to parry these blows.

It's 3 more days till Baolun returns!

And people, please do try to get my new handphone no. Msn me or email me, I won't put it up on my blog, it's too dangerous. Haha.

Till again.