She's outta my league

3 min management course

2006-09-24T22:10:00.000+08:00

Lesson 1:

A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.

When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $500 to drop that towel." After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob.

After a few seconds, Bob hands her $500 and leaves.

The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?"

"It was Bob the next door neighbour," she replies.

"Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the $500 he owes me?"

Moral of the story:

If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.

Lesson 2:

A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.

The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand.

But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"

The priest apologised "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak." Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way.

On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said,
"Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."

Moral of the story:

If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity

Lesson 3:

A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch
when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish."

"Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world."

Puff! She's gone.

"Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life."

Puff! He's gone.

"OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, "I want
those two back in the office after lunch."

Moral of the story:

Always let your boss have the first say

Lesson 4

An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the
eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?"

The eagle answered: "Sure, why not."

So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a
fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of the story:

To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up

Lesson 5

A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top
of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy."

"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients."

The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough
strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree.
The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.
Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.

He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.

Moral of the story:

BullS*** might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there

Lesson 6

A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze
and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.

As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how
warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm
and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.

A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the
sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly
dug him out and ate him.

Moral of the story:

(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy

(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend

(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!

CJC-Orientation

2006-01-11T23:04:00.000+08:00

Day 1- With a mind full of hope and excitement for my BRIGHT future i entered CJ wearing my secondary sch uniform which i might say is the nicest in singapore. Worse would be like SCGS or monks hill or something haha. Of cuz not to mention meeting the BEST group in the level IG24 for the first time which obviously happens to be my group. Played some crappy ice breakers and stuff.
Day 2- Subject combination day. I was like the last to leave the lab cuz i couldnt decide on the courses to take and in the end 3 teachers ended up surrounding me. More game, dumb games which of cuz fellow slackers me and Von would not play. Not to mention the evil Sarah who would always pinch me and beat me damn bloody hard to make me dance and play the boring unintellectual games. So unlike my intresting and fun-loving character. But my group was kinda fun. Sadly this was to be the last day together....

IG24!

Day 3- Met my new class. 1T16 which obviously happens to be the best also beyond the shadow of a doubt. PLayed somemore crappy games and ice-breakers and met our home tutor who calls himself Cute Lim.

Day 4- Friday. Our group stayed in sch today for some wierd water games during which i din get wet at all. Of cuz the Slackers Union was formed consisting of the slackers of cjc. An exclusive club onli for the slackest. Soon we shall hav our own table and rule cjc!!

Day 5-Monday. Dragon Boating and Amazing Race in the rain. But by the time dragon boat ended we were all drenched. But it was surprisingly fun. Of cuz that nearly caused me my position in the union as i was a bit too enthu. And...i played truant. Left sch before the finale night. No more mass dance and crappy cheers.

End Of Orientation.

My super enthu class. Everyday class outing...

Part 2 of Journey to Shanghai.

2005-12-22T23:42:00.000+08:00

Continuation of Journey to Shanghai...

This maglev train goes faster than the one in Japan.

At the train station.

In some crappy garden.

Finally a very merry christmas i hope.

Shanghai-its boring

2005-12-22T23:23:00.000+08:00

8 boring days in china...here goes.

Sibling affection.

Just around the corner some street punks picked a fight with the police.lol

Me and my bro 260 feet above the ground at the Oreintal Pearl TV station.

Tallest building in the world. we were onli half-way up at 270 feet.

on a ferry...damn its cold.

Its bloody cold on this mountain.

Continued...

Marriage

2005-11-13T21:43:00.000+08:00

Marriage is a life long event. Most would agree that marriage is a sacred event that should only happen once. That would be something Johnson would soon come to learn of.
Johnson was known by many as a flirt. Most would think he was a successful business man but unknown to them, much of his fortune came from swindling the more honest.
Like most successful men, his riches were shown off in terms of material posessions. He wore a Rolex watch on his left hand, its metal watchband was fitted losely, such that it dangles and flopped around is wrist, like a women's bracelet. It was a sign of indifference and wealth, a casual sloppiness that suggested he was permanently on vacation.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, the majestic sun peered through the fluffy clouds and beamed upon the earth till it reached its zenith. Perfect weather for a game at the course. His friends would often joke that he spent more time with his clubs than his wife.
"Take care of yourself!" shouted Mary from the balcony.
Mary was Johhnson's fourth wife. Just like his past few wives, he had never appreciated her.
........
Already late for his game, he made a sharp turn, what was to be his last.
When he awoke, he found himself drenched in blood. as he hung on to his last faint shreds of lucidity, he could make out what seemed like sirens from a distance, and then, blackness.
.......
His thoughts became a tempest of both fear and trepidation. What was going to happen to him now that he was crippled. He was going to lose everything that he had.
Beside him, his wife held his hand. Her hand seemed to emit a kind of warmth that he had never felt before. Tears began to fall down his cheeks as he stared right into her eyes.
Despite his actions towards her, his wife still stood by him in his darkest moments. Such love literally spelt out the true meanging of their marriage.
......
He finally understood the meaning of marriage.
He stretched forward and whispered into her ears, "till death do us part".

Some place higher.

2005-11-04T22:22:00.000+08:00

Set this place on fire. Let the flames rise higher.
See the fumes reach the ceiling. As i pray here kneeling.
Save me from this plight. Holding on with all my might.
Just hold my hand again. And fine i will remain.

Social Studies and Elementry Math -Monday 7th Nov Shit....

Fling!@ Chinablack 24th Nov 8.oopm. Pls confirm tickets asap.
Post-Fling! activities include CHIJ party at Desire@ Scarlett Hotel and wasting the night away.

GCE O'Level Exams.

2005-10-31T22:53:00.000+08:00

My will,
50% of my assets will go to family amounting to a total of $20.46,
25% will go to frens and 25% will go to my funeral fees.

Funeral:
Kindly be seated by 7.00pm, RSVP before 18th Nov(ie. before O levels end)
Attire:Formal,black
Date: After my o levels.
Cause:Suicide.
All are invited...

Damn im damn way behind in my revision. Cant seem to do more than 6 hours a day. Phyiscs was a screw up. Im quite dead now. Haiz tuition tmr so early.sian. and im missing all the parties on Halloween.

In my mind

2005-10-18T22:29:00.000+08:00

I'm just sitting here daydreaming about you and all the things you do girl feels so right and all I know ist you're the one for me, that special kinda'lady.
Last year seemed so near, o how we had so much fun. The club we went in. We got down down down to the rhythm . Saw it was early morning. Thought we'd better be leaving. So I gave you my jacket for you to hold
Told you to wear it coz you felt cold.....
Sometimes some people get me wrong when it's something I've said or done, sometimes you feel there is no fun that's why you turn and run. But now I truly realise some people don't wanna compromise. Well I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies and well I don't wanna live my life too many sleepless nights
not mentioning the fights i'm sorry to say lady.
I'll Always look back, As I walk away. This memory will last for eternity. And all of our tears will be lost in the rain. When I find my way back to your arms again. But until that day you know you are the queen of my heart.

Written and compiled by:David and Marcus.

shit results

2005-10-09T22:35:00.000+08:00

Where the hell am i supposed to go with 17 points man. im thinking cjc but now they say its 13 or 15 pts. and i heard u cant minus bonus points for prelims...wtf man. actually im not sure so im hoping some1 would tell me.
I met my neighbour today in the gym and he was like freakin buffed and tall and big. He was like training the younger ones. Looks like ive got lots of work to do in the gym.
Im thinking of holding a lifestyle party but u need 1000 ppl to start up so im looking for the response now ppl.
ah anyway i need to study...ive been studying like a mad professor.lol wierd simile. but i realli want...need...desire to get into acjc.
[If its not ac..why go jc]

Graduation Night! Uber cool...

2005-10-02T01:38:00.000+08:00

Firstly i would like to make a dedication to my sch of 4 years. Anglo-Chinese School(Independent) has certainly been much more than juz a school. Ah damn it the backstreet boys is playin on my com now making the me even sadder... Indeed ACS(I) has been also a home and refuge for the past years. Filled with ups and many many downs it has been a stepping stone in my life..one that i would nv forget.
Looking back, I realised that i could hav made many more mistakes if not for my frens and in certain areas teachers too. Not forgetting mistakes that i would make in the future if not for those around me. I would certainly try to keep in contact with as many ppl as possible especially as after this stage, many ppl would decide to go abroad to study.
Picture time....(Tis is rare cuz guys dun realli take photos together)

Me,Xu sheng,Nathan,Jingwei and Christopher.

Good frens and cell mates wen loong and yao qun.

Some of my classmates with our HILARIOUS social studies teacher Mr Joseph Wong..some1 i would NV forget.

Performing "WAke me up when September ends" is my class of 4.4 ezra. I think they tried their best.

Joel and me. Damn it im short.

Me and Samwise. Nice guy realli got laods of gd things to say bout this Malaysian avid clubber guy haha.(what can i say dude u've impressed me)

Truly my honour...me and Ho Wen Loong, Freakin pro drummer and star of many movies and many more to come...haha in other words dude dun forget me next time.

Peeps from the class of 4.1, nice guys realli. And Mao u look gd!

My fellow classmates...

Me and Ben.

Me and Ryan. His squishing me with his muscles again.

Kawaii and me. Everyone is so tall. And dude lose the suit and u'll look better.

Finally, Me,Joel and Paul with the awesomely funky hat.

My camera had to run out of batt and memomery space at the same time so i din take much. Din hav any pics of the whole class with me which is damn sad. I'm trying to get more pics for my frens so ill post another time for more pics.
The night ended realli late clubbing at Cheeky Monkeys where i had a great time.Sry Sam, Brinden, Kawaii, Justin, Howard, Zhongu, Farley, Yuzhi and Boon Han for the major screw up and thx again for the super fun night.

Senior's Night

2005-09-27T22:35:00.000+08:00

Damn it i think i did damn badly for my exams. I calculated 23/40 for my phyisics paper 1 during the paper reviews. I hope theres gonna be alot of moderation.
Senior's Night is juz 3 days away. I dunno what to wear man. Everyone is wearing a suit and i dun hav 1. ok maybe not every1 but i noe some ppl who are. And i doubt ill be able to go out late after that cuz i hav flag day early next morning and im not sure where ill go too. I was thinking chijmes but then again im not sure haiz.
Now i mus constantly delude myself by thinking that studying is fun! yes it is..i think.
[Lonely...I am so lonely]

Life's a bummer.

2005-09-25T22:20:00.000+08:00

Exams are over finally but its like freakin boring. Dunno whats happened to me. Maybe its the guilty conscience of the gnawing fact that i WILL not do well or the sheer influence of my frens that i hav decided to start studying. Yes, i am such a gd boy aint I.
I juz heard that sch ends on the 11th Oct which is damn far away. I'm not realli looking foward to seniors' night at all. Its like prom without girls...gay prom. But its not the girls realli, i juz dun realli like some ppl...
Anyway, those who actually read this pls pray that i wont end up in ITE for the first 3 months. Damn it everyone seems to be going to a gd JC. I'm stuck here..tanlentless and without a DSA application. I dun realli care much bout anything else...girls and stuff for this period cuz i realli need to do well for my o's.

[Illusions complicate ur life]

Hate it

2005-09-15T21:34:00.000+08:00

I thought its over rite but no..its still there. I hate it sometimes and wish there could be a way to erase those memories. And honestly, if the person is a real friend it aint gonna matter if u made mistakes. everyone does. Dont we all look back sometimes and feel all embarrassed and akward when we think bout some embarrassing stuff we did, about how that stuff might have affected ur image or how that person thinks of you. Memories are like scars and ive certainly got loads of those.
I think more importantly is that i realli think im gonna wake up on 2nd Jan and find myself schooless. Bloody exams are F***** up man. Im juz speechless, tried so bloody hard but still so all useless.
Ah i think im too pessimistic man. anyway my uncle juz got caught my the police for something bout having illegal immigrants. ah but it aint that bad.
[Make it all go away, these scars of contempt]

Boring...

2005-09-08T22:19:00.000+08:00

Spook Show was gd. So long nv blog until i cannot describe vividly how gd it actually was but at least Huron and frens came so i wasnt totally pang-sehed.
The Educator is freakin funny. A pat on the back for the producers of the ACS(i) production of The Apprentice remake.And a belated Happy Teachers' Day.
Prelims hav been going very average. Although im confident of doin better than mids(for now) im still far from getting those A's and thats worrying cuz this is after all the PRELIMS.
The 4hr tuition today was strenous man. Slept at 4am the previous night to do work and awoke at 7am to go for tuition. And after that instead of playing pool i went to study at starbucks with 2 others.(Some1 clap hands pls)
I'm starting to realli hate sch.

I've still got like so many chapters of geog. and hitsory man im dead...
[Jesus is alive..tell a fren]

Tired

2005-08-25T22:54:00.000+08:00

Im tired..always been especially this year. but with prelims round the corner..im even more tired.

There are so many things..spook show this sat which no one seems to be able to go. Cross-country today with an amazingly unexpected third for my house.realli hav to thank God for that.

Im kinda freaked out for my prelims. hope i can get at least 16 points b4 moderation.right now im already thinking of what i should do after my prelims and worse still the wildness of the post-o'level activities.

I'm tired..emaciated by thick eye bags.

The Boys' Brigade...Always a place in my heart

2005-08-16T22:25:00.000+08:00

The Release Of Duty(ROD) parade was on the 14th Aug Sat. For 4 years i had been waiting for this day when i was finally released of my duty as a Boy's Brogade boy. No more early Sat morning parades or last-minute polishing of uniform parts that nv seem to shine even under bottles of Braso.

However, the release of duty also meant the end of years of dedicated service to the Boys' Brigade. Growing up as a young boy taking leadership positions to finally ending of my duty as a staff sergeant of the 12th company(the best) and squad leader of the best wing ever namely Ephesus!

Here is a tribute to the years as a Boys' Brigade boy:

Full collection of badges in the primary sch Boys' Brigade...Yes go ahead and laugh at me.

Rankless private in the 12th(i) company singapore...Laugh at me again.

To a staff sergeant and squad leader!

Pride of the 12th(i) comapny.

Dun laugh...

Navin and me.Close bonds formed within the last few parades.

Nathan and me. Fellow Adventure Quest mates.

Yes thats my journey. Although most parades were spent in gruelling trainings for the annual Adventure Quest competitions. We managed to finish 8th this year out of 100+ teams in this 75km multi-event race. Sadly, i dun hav any pics of the team but i can say it is during times of pain that we form close bonds going through thick and thin together. Unfortunately my training took up nearly half a year thus i had no chance to bond with the sec 1s.

Though some may criticise Boy's Brigade as a gay CCA ill say that the people in this christian orgainisation hav always been there for me even when other fail to. 10 years of bonds formed in the this CCA i will nv forget...
Sure and Steadfast...ill miss those days.Ill surely be back next year to help the AQ team.

To God Be the Glory.

Juz for laughs

2005-08-15T23:06:00.000+08:00

This is a bricklayer's accident report that was printed in the newsletter of the English equivalent of the Workers' Compensation Board. So here, thanks to John Sedgwick, is this Bricklayer's report.

Dear Sir;
I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block #3 of the accident reporting form. I put "Poor Planning" as the cause of my accident. You asked for a more complete explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient.
I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found I had some bricks left over which, when weighed later, were found to weigh 240 lbs. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley which was attached to the side of the building at the sixth floor.
Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out, and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to insure a slow descent of the 240 lbs of bricks. You will note on the accident reporting form that my weight is 135 lbs.
Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building.
In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel which was now proceeding downward at an equally impressive speed. This explains the fractured skull, minor abrasions, and the broken collarbone, as listed in Section 3, accident reporting form.
Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley which I mentioned in Paragraph 2 of this correspondence. Fortunately, by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of the excruciating pain I was now beginning to experience.
At approximately the same time however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, the barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs.
I refer you again to my weight. As you might imagine, I began a rapid descent down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and severe lacerations of my legs and lower body.
Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.
I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move and watching the empty barrel six stories above me, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope.

I thought they invented helmets for a reason. Nonetheless,sheer stupidity and unfortune. Rest.In.Pieces John Sedgewick.

[Prelims in 2weeks]

Say No to Piracy

2005-08-01T22:53:00.000+08:00

Its been awhile, since i've seen rest. Paradoxical questions often fill my mind, as if the sound of confusion and fatigue is reverberating back and forth within the chambers of my mind. What does my future hold for me? 4 weeks from prelims-short term. 40 years from prelims-retiring as a unwanted bachelor for the pass years with less than 100 bucks in my acc. Lol imagine me....
The acrid smell of ventilated smoke fills the stale air. Our group of 4 proceed to the hawker centre across our church fully anointed with the blessings of the sermon. Now it was time to fill ourselves in more physical terms. Juz then Danielle strots along with her 19 year old bf whom i scrutinse from head to toe b4 questioning him about his too hard-to-believe job in the army. Thoughts did cross my mind about her valadity of this too hard-to-believe story of even having a bf. And if ur reading this danielle- bf does not = being dao to other guys.
The illegal pirated cd shop was still running a fruitful business. Juz one week ago the ever-discerning wen loong swore an oath to report the shop for the good of all pirated addicts in our society thus reducing the annual gross income for vice-activities in singapore. of cuz all this nobility was also for the fame and the supposed 100 buck reward that supposedly came with it. So he called the nearest, Queensway police centre...and so we waited.
I could hav swore that they had at least 3 look-outs and we were talking so loudly bout police that one of them walked in our direction as if goin to "hoot" us. But what could 4 innocent 16 year olds do after all. we were juz insignificant compared to thier complex heirachy of the secret society system of organised vice-activities. And so we waited...and waited until we could wait no more. So the story of the righteous shall prevail when we visit the hawker centre this sat again... "Mada Part 1" to be continued...

//Looking at photos of my youth. No one would believe i was actually chubby last time.
//With all i am-i worship u Father

Broken desires

2005-07-24T18:58:00.000+08:00

Pick-up lines..un-tested and unproven:
-Hey baby, i haven't watched the Flingstones but i sure can make your bed-rock.
-Hey baby, you hav nice legs. What time do they open?
-Hi, how heavy are you?...Ok thats heavy enough to break the ice.
-Are u tired? Cuz u've been running through my mind all day.
-I shoot alot but ive been missing you.
-Did it hurt?...When you fell from heaven?
-Do angels fly low? Cuz i see one in front of me now.
-Are your parents terrorist?... Cuz your the bomb.
-Are your parents bakers?... Cuz you hav hot buns.
-Did anybody tell you that you hav nice eyes.... Good that we see eye to eye.
-I got 2 words to tell you. "I love you".... Cuz you and i make one.

If you feel a sharp pain on either cheek after u whisper these lines to a chick pls do not come to me.

An update on my life if anyone comes here at all. Finally updated. Well my life is still the same... it sucks. Prelims in 5 weeks time and i cant concentrate. Every aspect of my life isnt goin well. Luckily im not that pesimistic normally...lol

Deep Love(original)

2005-05-29T19:04:00.000+08:00

Wrote this on my own in my free time..hmm wait am i supposed to hav free time now...

In my dreams you'll always be;
In my thoughts of passing sunshines.
So distant from reality,
yet hope remains a quality

Your like the wind beneath my wings
like the light to my darkness
You are the air i breathe
the epicentre of my desires

I saw in your eyes your the one i seek;
The love of my life in one physique.
I dream of your love,
hoping I'm your worth.

Cuz your like the wind beneath my wings
like the light to my darkness
You are the air i breathe
the epicentre of my desires

As days fly by my hope relinquish;
I know the truth that this road goes one way.
I see no hope
and i cannot cope

Yes your the wind beneath my wings
the light to my darkness
You are the air i breathe
the epicentre of my desires

Your presence fills me up;
the thought of you relieves me.
This love runs so deep,
into the chasms of my heart to keep

Girl your like the wind beneath my wings
like the light to my darkness
You are the air i breathe
the epicentre of my desires

As this love reaches its zenith,
I could only hope you could be mine someday.
Indeed this pain,
is driving me insane.

Your like the wind beneath my wings
like the light to my darkness
You are the air i breathe
the epicentre of my desires
I yearn for your warmth but am i wasting my time,
are u outta my league? Our future so bleak...

D-Day

2005-05-19T22:59:00.000+08:00

I stare into the vastness if the silent night. The sleepless city with bright lights and bustling cars, coupled with a few stark edifices well litted with neon lights cutting across the darkness of the night scene...why does it feel like my world has fallen apart...s0 incomplete. Why isit ppl carry daggers behind their backs whilst shaking hands. Why isit comrades turn against each other. The endless puzzle of decoding human nature but before thats done, ill be always the 1 who will suffer at the hands of those who wear 2 faces.
Like a structure of cards falling in on itself, my results return on tues...i await the truth, as they say, u reap what u sow.
Todays ISD visit brought us past the topic about the blasphemous Children Of God cult. Claiming that sex is the way to show that God loves you and is in you heart thus u must spread the love. Indeed the world sees no end to such mindless acts.
I find myself incapable of handling alot of stuff in my life. Glad that i hav God to help me especially in issues that hav constantly been a thorn in the flesh some of which those close to me would be familiar with although not saying that God has solved them but as i continue to bleed i belief God has his reasons for what he does or does not do and of cuz i wanna thank those who hav constantly been that resounding echo of assurance in my life and those who stood by me and will continue to as frens.
And on a different note, i feel i could achieve much better in exams if Mr Paul Foo be our subsequent Chief Examiner/Joker for our Prelims. Indeed he has inspired many to laugh AT him with on the spot stupidity such as asking the last guy in the row not to turn back to talk...keep up the gd work sir you hav certainly managed to bring joy into the exam hall.

Peculiar feelings

2005-05-06T23:38:00.000+08:00

The dreamlike quality of the evening was settling around me after a long afternoon nap. My mental falculties divided. The predictable disastrous results of my a math paper 1 had set me into deep reflection and cogitation. I realised i was not serious enough about my exams and the gnawing reality of my o levels. Indeed i was distracted by many things. Feelling dwarfed by the various downfalls ranging from study to life. Constantly distracted by things of the world, the question now was could i put away all this to take on the stress that comes along with the perspiration of the academic labour.
Just today, i went with the usual group to town. While waiting for wen loong's iPod to get repaired we watched a stand-up comedian on one of the computers.He was down right hilarious. The indian joker was really drawing heavy laughter from the passer-bys and even the ppl workin there. Remind me to share his damn funny jokes some time.He's really damn good at acting and diff accents juz rock.

Deep anxiety...

2005-05-02T19:28:00.000+08:00

As i watch my fingers carass the keys on the board, a thickening shroud of fatigue thats seems to be awfully familiar begins to settle around me. This round of exams have appeared far more relaxing then the previous hair-pulling examinations which i never fail to do badly. The consequences however could be felt in the past few days of burning the midnight oil. Now with juz 14 hours away from my first paper, english followed by e math, the stress seems to be building up like a giant gas chamber on the verge of explosion.
My attention is diverted by the coldness of the night as fresh memories of yesterday flash past my sleep-deprived brain. For a moment i could see myself sitting at Olio dome enjoying my sumptuous meal consisting of a hefty portion of sphaggeti marriana and mind-blowing chocolate n cookies drink as well as a shot of vodka mixed with pineapple and other exotic fruits.
The acrid smell of my dinner brings me back to reality as i walk towards the dinning hall.
13 hours to my first paper, and 16 more days to my last but still AlOT of work to do. I await my impending catastrophe...

Boulevard of broken dreams

2005-04-30T20:35:00.000+08:00

The silence of the room brings back fond memories of the past few months of agonising pursuit of my "dreams". Finally all distractions have been aside and my mind is ready to take on banal textbook information of unending words and numbers.
With a press of the button the pounding sounds of Jay Z 's "Big Pimpin" come to life. My mind becomes a swirling tempest of stress and fatigue as exam stress begins to take its effects. Interrupted only by the post-exams activities that include late nights, drinking and talking into the wee hours of the night.
The music softens but this time it sings to a more familiar tone of my handphone ringtone.Jocyln calls reminding me reminding me of the reality of my exams. I begin to share about my day, swinging from tuition to town to play pool and get a hair cut whilst also taking a snack on half-past 6 popiah whose fillings start to fall b4 u even touch them.Who could forget the cheerful conversations me and wei jie always hav as we engage in ever-intriguing gossips. And of cuz, the moments when he pang seh me to go meet his fren.Finally dropping by Olio dome at wheelocks place to book a table for my mum's birthday tmr.
I begin to feel that im doomed for concentration camp as i remember how i could not do many questions in those 2hours of tuition.
The door opens...my dinner is here.