My driving lesson's in... 15 minutes time. And I don't feel like going.


Maybe it's moody friday, but I just don't feel up to it. Like, it's not that the instructor's bad or anything, but I think that I'm real lousy at driving so far, so much so that I feel a little stupid behind the wheel.


Now I can't wait for all the lessons to be over, so that I can stop taking lessons.

Oh by the way, it's only my 3rd lesson.

Blagh.


Anyway, the past few days were great, with dinner cooked by Joel, which was like fantastic, and steamboat/teppenyaki thingy at Benny's, which was great since we sat at the teppanyaki side, and had loads of fried fish and juicy mushrooms. Yums.

Photos? Gotta wait for them to start sending around, but got a feeling I'd not get them anyway.


Huiqing says it's not a year, so I've a right to be sad. What kinda logic is that?

Maybe those kind that I'd like to believe in and blame everything on it.



"Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story 'bout a man who was too afraid to fly so he never did land"
-Train, Drops of Jupiter-

New Year's in another few hours.


I guess this is, one of the only big events that my family celebrate together. Wait. It is the only one that my family'd celebrate together.

You can't really blame us. It's a clash between the traditional folks and the young modern kids. I mean, we don't go for Mooncake festival thingys, or the othre kinda stuff. The only chinese thingy we do is go for prayers on the anniversaries, since like it's a kinda respect thing to do.

You know. Time seems shorter now when we grow older. An hour seems to be like shorter by half, a minute's shorter, and a second's faster. I really wonder where do time come from, and where does it go after it leaves us.

I read somewhere, that we're not really us now. We're just survivors of our older selves, who are survivors of our older older selves. who are survivors.. well you get the point. And that if we'd travel back in time, we might not even agree that the person who you met as yourself, is yourself, cos the things who agree on might be different.

Now how true is that. I don't the me like 5years ago would agree with the me now. Hmm.


Anyway, let's hope this year'd be as great as any other years.

Oh yes. I personally think that the judges at the Dancefloor don't know what they're tlaking about. They're just making weird statements and ending them with screams or shouts, for like nearly every contestant. Not that I can distinguish a good dance or not well, but at least I don't pretend I know...


Early happy new year to you all.


Till again.

There's Something, somebody out there,
About yourself, your dreams and your soul.
First glance the eyes catches the hair,
Love follows and makes you bold.
That of which words fail
You forgo all
Just to understand why.
You Can't Forget.


Blah.



Till again.

So valentine's day came and left. Nothing special, except for the parade I went for, and the absolutely uncalled for scolding by some random specialist, and the very very sweet message from Juling dearest.


And yes, I spent the night in bunk watching my friend fixing a very very sweet puzzle for his partner whom I nearly made him angry by helping him fix the puzzle.


No biggie no biggie.


Anyway, I attended at miltary funeral today. It's definitely always sad at such events la, and of course we all get affected. I mean, it's death in the midst. But even though I'm over it already, I thought that people were being quite selfish about not wanting to attend the funeral parade because of personal issues. I was, repeat, was quite annoyed. I mean, like it's the least we could do for the poor fellow. Besides, it's kinda our duty. Yeah it's true this kidna things are not really "good" parades to attend, but when the time calls for it, I don't think it's really nice to shove around the responsibilty.

But then again, it's just us being us. I kinda understand how those who said they'd be uber-affected, cos I was myself. At least. Seriously, I shivered when the hearse passed by me. Not that anyone really needs to know how it feels. Not good at all.


Anyway, new year's coming very very soon. So yayness. Went down to my yearly chinatown visit with the stay-in people, and it only led me to think that the worst idiots on earth are the taxi drivers.

Shits. Well, at least all those who:

a)ignored us blatanly even though they did not have a single passenger, nor a busy sign

b)put up a fake "on call" sign to wait for midnight surcharge

c)refused to send us to yishun because of who know what stupid reasons.

SERIOUSLY. I mean, we were 3 young harmless guys (Jeremiah(trying not to call him Francisco), Fuquan and myself) who were definitely polite, unless they ignored us then we'd curse them, at least Francisco and I did. And we were willing to pay too. And did they bother? No.... those shits just drove by, wasting good money from good people like us who serve the nation.

Bloody hell. We weren't invisible, and hell, we were paying customers. I'd slap all those shits with a gazillion bucks worth of 10cent coins if I could afford it. How lazy can they be? Driving to yishun isn't a cursed thing to do. I swear we did not look like hantus or pontianaks la. Shits.


So. I'd post more dinner pics once I finish receiving from Lamond,pronouced Ler Mon, the soon be lawyer after ORD. I doubt he'd read this. But for fun, Tay Lamond sounds like some pokemon name. Heh.

Till again.

Sometimes, maybe it's right to miss people.
But that's what stops some people from getting to close to others.
That's probably what I'm feeling now. But life goes on, and so will I.


Anyway. Had my second driving lesson today, and I think I'm quite a lousy driver. So please stay off the road on sundays if you're around bedok to pasir ris.



Oh, I went for a course too, on friday itself too, which was really not a waste of time, but it was boring. It was like going back to school again, with notes and a teacher/lecturer in front. Thank heavens it was a one day thing, if not I'd died along with Fuquan and Farhan. PDCA!

Seriously, half the people there didn't seem to be willingly there, and I guessed we were one of the youngest there, which kinda sucked.

Yes, in case anyone wants to know, I won a hundred dollar Tangs shopping voucher at my anniversary dinner on friday, so I'm quite lucky, even though I was gunning for the 2nd, 3rd and 4th prizes, which were a 30gb iPod video, PSP and a DS lite. But since I didn't get any of them, the voucher'll do just fine.

The dinner was really a success, to me at least. Things went rather on track and smoothly, minus the lil glitches. The only lil regret I had was not being invovled in organising such stuff. Man, I'd like to feel important for once too. But nonetheless, nearly everyone looked great, especially Peiling(not Siew Puileng, the one who says she wanted to get a MSN till now still haven't) looked very different, like eh, really great la. Even though I thought she should have won best dressed instead, but hey, who am I to say. If I had my say, I'd won the prizes or at least given them to the people whom I thought deserved them. Heh.



That's Dean in the background scratching his behind. Tsk.


I'll post more the next time I find more.


Till again.

Photos!
Courtesy of Benny the like organiser for the thingy. He did alot of admin thingys that if I said it out here, I'd have to kill the whole whole who's connected to the internet. It's that secretive. Anyway.

The MJ guys. So man, yet Junyang's baring cleavage, and Wee Kiat's trying to compete.

Derrick and me, with Vignesh behind...

Big Eyes.

Batch 68. I officially hate Linwei and Keith for spoiling this photo. In case you don't know who they are, they're the 2 at the left of the top and middle row. Cam whores.

More to come!

Here we go!

Don't wanna close my eyes...


And you know the rest.


Yeah, Azhar's blog has the aerosmith song on, and it's still great to listen to occasionally.

Yes, The Day is coming. Not a real big deal for me, cos I'm like zlich in helping in organising or planning or performing. So really, I'm just like random in the whole event. Maybe except I'll be doing saigang aka shit work aka fatigue aka move things around, I'm really not involved in the whole thing, and that's not really a good thing.



Sometimes you wonder who'll turn up at your funeral, who'll cry, who'd say "thank god he's gone" or who'd not turn up at all. No it's not being morbid, it's just having "thoughts about the future", and I think that death is one of those that we die die cannot avoid.


Did I just say "die die" cannot avoid death? Hm.


My porridge's too hot, so I'll just keep on blogging till it cools reasonably.


Oh yes. Did I mention I realised why I don't really like February?

Cos it's Vday month.

VD.

Luckily, this year I've the privilege of spending it on parade for some aslc passing out, and then followed by staying in camp with the stay in people, I presume la, cos most of us are singles by choice, or singles by looks. Haha. But really, since there's really no Valentine coming any time soon, I'm contented with a lil surprise, that at least someone'll be happy cos they received something on that day.

Yeah. Shan't reveal too much here. Don't think they'll read this anyway.


Oh, check this out. Coolness redefined.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5st0b3ln5U

And this.
And this.
And this.

Don't be lazy. Watch them.


Till again.

I'm tired.


Parade later. And driving lesson. (it just got cancelled. Apparently my instructor fell sick...)


Yesterday was rather interesting. We, being Eden, Zat and I went to the Village, (or something along that lines) to check out location stuff for the upcoming events. It was not a bad place, but apparently it might be haunted. Serious.


Alumni band prac wasn't as disappointing as I thought it would be. But I only hoped that they'd understand how I'd feel for it. I desperately want the alumni to take off, and at least be well established. There's so much more to just simply songs to be played, and it's not always easy to find suitable ones for a band that size. I'd always be glad to play big-scaled pieces like I don't know, nothing less than a one paged score, but you gotta understand. There's no point of getting such a score and spend 2hours struggling.


Ah. Headaches.


Till again.

Early Saturday morn. And I'm already up.

Supposed to go for TWE, but I'll take a moment alone at home first.


Yes, my sis has left for thailand, and she didn't wake me up to say goodbye. =( but nonetheless, hope's all safe and she'll be back with like a gazillion bags of shopping.


I like sleeping cats. I think they look the most adorable at that moment.


Reading back on my feb archives, I think Feb wasn't a real fantastic month for the past few years. Like, this is the month for the O level and A level results, thus leading to the insane amount of worrying and anticipation, hysteria and paranoia often follow.

This feb, I'm having my anniversary dinner at my unit. Like Wee Kiat said, it's prom part two, minus the partners and paying for the food, but plus the organising. I haven't actually seen what I wanted to wear, and if when I do get my get up together and it sucks, I'm so in deep shit cos the event's this friday, and I've not gotten anything cos I'll be cheapskate and borrow stuff. Heh. Budget can.


This week's been a very very annoying week. Indigestion equals to alot of burping, stomach aches, and nausea. But I'm more or less fine now.


Till again.