Procrastinate Later

Rez spell in progress....

2007-04-27T05:26:00.000+08:00

Hrm, I don't know. Do you guys want to bring this thing back to life, yes/no? Also, LJ/blogspot? LJ would mean no tagboards, but easier-to-follow comment threads. Also, I'm posting this here instead of contacting you guys on MSN because... well, look at the time. Also... refer to blog title. <3

2007-04-16T20:21:00.000+08:00

it's been five months. Is this place officially dead? : (

Gloabal Warming

2006-12-03T12:18:00.000+08:00

Singapore is experiencing the most amazing weather right now. As I type the sun is shining, the wind is blowing icicles into my keyboard and there is a soft mist. Yes, there is a SOFT MIST, and not a haze, at precisely 12:21 p.m. If this has ever happened before in Singapore you can root my memory for a single recollection of a similar situation and come out dripping in wild fantasies of dragon-rides and 4 A*s but with no results. As this is the monsoon season, we have come cheerfully to terms with having blazing sun one minute and torrential rain the next but this calm cold fine weather is beyond me.

Except that this calm cold fine weather actually feels quite nice, but it's JUST NOT SINGAPORE. I actually want the blazing sun back. I like blazing sun. Kill me or whatever. Heck, even torrential rain. Whatever's supposed to be normal.

Non-Computer Gamers Do Not Read

2006-11-11T19:05:00.000+08:00

Wheeeeeeee DOWN WITH COMPUTER GAMES wheeeeeee

At this point in time, everyone should make the sign against evil, find a priest and prepare to de-haunt the crazed hamster running around, but nobody is able to do seo because, guess what? They don't believe what they are seeing!

And you're right. I didn't really say down with computer games. Just maybe 'down with MMOs for now, play Titan Quest and Lego Star Wars II'. I am obssessed. It is the start of the stupid holidays, and I am already doing homework. So my routine becomes more than a bit warped, since I am actually restricting my gaming time in order to a) tip my hat at my parents as a sign of filial piety, b) avoid going blind and killing my eyes, and c) avoid getting killed by my older brother who is (unfortunately) in love with both of our new PC games too. (So Ets, your thesis about me having all the comp to myself is proven false! Bwahahaha.)

The good thing about having a smashing graphic card is that you can play so many computer games. The down side? The same.

And (heresy of heresies) I am kicking GW. Kind of. (Dodges stones from Myst, Ets, Simone, and a whole lot of people) I know, I know, GW is like my brand-name or something. Unfortunately, the graphics and music got pwned by Titan Quest and Legos Star Wars II. The former is one heck of an RPG, and the latter is damn funny. Try running around in control of a silly little Lego Star Wars character like... uh... Obi Wan and then waving a mini lightsaber around. And then turn around and accidentally cut up Luke. Or kick your enemies off a cliff. Or... fall off a cliff yourself (though losing a portion of your gold is really heartbreaking). I swear, this game is t3h best.

Unfortunately, Legos Star Wars II has its downside. Trying to wave a lightsaber around or fire a laser gun is like whacking the same buttons over and over again (it is a kiddy game, after all). So at the end of the day, my z-board feels greatly abused, my fingers are too numb for me to play GW, and I end up having difficulty even using my fork because all my fingers feel like an elephant just stepped on them.

Not that Titan Quest isn't spam-heavy either. Mouse-click on your enemies to whack that. Great idea- except one click= one hit= mob getting pissed off at you but still not dead. So the result is frenzied mouse-clicking, button whacking (sparingly), and drooling at the marvellous graphics. I worship my dad, but I worship his wallet more for that graphic card of mine.

I've also since figured out a good way to convince my parents to buy a new comp or upgrade the other. Sit there, and watch your brother play Titan Quest. After two days running of such worshipful behaviour, your parents are sure to reconsider the "no new comp policy" because of your obvious admiration of the graphics, the game, and your passive behaviour. So don't violently beg your parents for a new comp. Behave like... like... a rabbit waiting for pellets.

For the game inclined: Titan Quest is in the ancient world, and you begin in Greece (though thankfully, you don't stay there forever). You begin the game just chopping things up, but you level quickly and they don't clutter up the game with a lot of quests that require you to run everywhere. The side quests simply lead you from one area to another, and ultimately your progress on your side quests leads to your finishing of your main quest. Along the way there are tons of crypts and tombs to explore, and they don't have that awful creepy music when you fight the undead. Instead, there's a lot of traditional and nice instrumentals, and you get to portal to an outpost to sell your junk anytime you like. It's the new Diablo 2, but so much better. And for those who never liked inventories that are treat swords and necklaces alike as 1-slot items, you'll be happy to note that the untidy-people-unfriendly inventory system that requires you to arrange your items in your bag is BACK.

The voice-acting is fairly good, the storyline is actually quite credible (enough to satisfy this fan of Greek myths, though perhaps not in-depth enough to make Ets happy :P) and the GRAPHICS. Reflections, grass-swaying, tree-swaying, and it's not just mindless programming. When you walk, the grass actually gets squashed beneath your feet. When birds fly past, the grass moves credibly. Ripples, waves, the changing from night to day, lighting- it's uber. You'll find yourself running around to kill things all the time, because it's got that non-stop action quality, but you won't mind it. It's not all senseless. Scenery changes, plotlines, new and more crazy-looking mobs- it's as great an RPG as WoW is a great MMORPG.

As for Lego Star Wars, there's only this much to be said: Whack everything. You never know what you will find. :D

Eh? Oh, it's just me.

2006-11-10T20:59:00.000+08:00

There must be some proper retribution for the crime of Eating Too Many Grapes. I mean, I just ate a whole clump of the little purply things and I don't feel guilty at all. It's not even as if I'll receive divine punishment in the form of a good stomacheache. Okay, maybe I will. Perhaps the next entry will be a repentant little squirmy thing swearing on my bowels never to touch the pre-wine succulence again. Perhaps.

Don't Say The "E" Word -

2006-10-31T01:14:00.000+08:00

because "E" is for "Equality", not the other - five-letter E word. No, don't even think about the G** word. That's almost as bad as the E word! In fact, because it was so nasty to even talk about, they permanently erased the G** word from the education system itself, for the sake of Equality. (:

Oh, and what's this? The "E" word comes up again anyway! Right after the secretive exodus of the G** word, it rears its head on a private blog no less.

I have avoided naming any Person or School to hopefully stamp out any googling here, whilst still getting the point across via mass censorship and big blaring "hints".

With regards to the furore over the salacious comments posted online by a certain eighteen year old female from an unnamed premier school in the Bishan-Ang Mo Kio Area, I have five words and a name -

Plato - The Allegory of the Cave.

Breakfast, anyone?

2006-10-24T12:03:00.000+08:00

http://aliment.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_aliment_archive.html

Promoted

2006-10-21T21:04:00.000+08:00

yes! it wasn't all for nothing after all!

(but will probably be anyway)
(that's another story)
(come back in ten years)

Rhetoric

2006-10-18T02:32:00.000+08:00

When there is fire, is there smoke
There's been a crime, is there no crook?
Do asthmatics enjoy smoke up their nose
Can politicians command where the wind blows?

Is convenience for one convenience for all
Have we SEEN this before? NOT QUITE. (Can you recall?)
Is this photoshopped opacity, or airbrush'd erase
Will anything get done about the haze?

Promos

2006-10-02T14:41:00.000+08:00

Goddamnit. Why can't it be Wednesday afternoon.

Someone should go out there and warn the O Level kids that O Levels are... nothing.

Getting a tired arm to work again

2006-09-26T11:42:00.000+08:00

1, Focus your mind on the tired arm

2, Simultaneously - inhale & delibrately tense the tired arm as hard as you can for approx 8 sec

2b*note, It’s important to really feel the tension. Done properly (chances are that this will happen only later on), this tension procedure will cause the muscles to start to shake, and there will be some pain. Be careful not to hurt yourself, as compared to feeling mild pain.

3, Simultaneously - exhale & quickly and suddenly let go (let your arm hang limply)

4, Stay relaxed for approx 15 seconds, repeat the tension-relaxation cycle if you need to.

This can be applied to muscle groups in general for a full-body relaxation thingus. However I think the poor muscles that are suffering are the arm ones (try isolating the hand, the forearm and the arm at different times for more fun relaxed bonuses), especially if

1, You can see this - you have probably typed something in on the computer :o
2, You like to draw/hold dramatic poses for extended periods of time/you are forced to stand for too long
3, You have EXAMS.

Also, my current module is on health psychology, the major topic which is STRESS AND HEALTH. Like wow, who would have guessed? --;

Engrish, because.

2006-09-09T13:27:00.000+08:00

Reminiscent of a certain notebook in Kinokuniya ("Happy Mini Wanko! (WAN!)")

The DM for my D&D campaign needs a few of these

I'd go in

Watch those little yellow signs

Randomness

Reason to be careful

The Annotation

2006-09-03T01:26:00.000+08:00

Some of us in 4L will remember a certain poem entitled "The Crab". This number of us are also rather unlikely to forget the ensuing class annotation of the poem.

Presenting One Of The Poems presented to Mr. Ken in "Poems Safe and Shallow", a anthological collaboration between Myst, ZT and I - "The Annotation".

(Myst knows I wrote it in fifteen minutes tops as we hastened to turn in more than 5 poems, since it was, after all, an anthology)

The Annotation

Early in the morning we wrench open a poem;
innuendo bursts out from its phrasing

in dubious associations. The hyperboles attract me:
Thy eternal Summer shall not fade; he says, Sonnet 18 -

don't note the run-on line, stop!
It has no relevance to the poem, irrelevant and whimsical,

until the teacher calls an end to the double-entendre, as he calls
us to look at the other details, forgotten, if we stray too far.

Here are the permitted annotations of the poem.
wholesome in their phrasing of the appropriate themes

and we are safe again in words.
All day the classroom will be wrought with bad puns.

Life's Not Worth Living? Wait Till There's A Strong Wind Please.

2006-09-02T21:23:00.000+08:00

I loved Ets' entries of late. Split sides, guts in a knot, and I can feel my face split from ear to ear with laughter.

Several things that MUST be said here, now, by me:
1. All muggers, get out of here. Now.
2. All people who want to score straight As for promos and keep repeating that fact to everyone, get lost. Now.
3. All those who want to be famous and clever and never actually think about how to use it for good, go ----w yourself, please.
4. Will the person who puts down people less intelligent than you without actually trying to help those people please go jump out of the window A.S.A.P, please?
5. Will all over-achievers please get a life now?
6. All those who keep trying to show your almighty intellect to the rest of humanity please buy a needle to deflate your ego?
7. To all those who want to rub my nose in the mud just so that you can feel secure, feel free to do so and then look to steps 1-6 for a suitable course of action please?

Thanks. Now that that's done, let me get on with the point that I'm trying to make:

Everyone's getting so stressed out over Promos, just like they were for mid-years. I don't quite get the reason for running around like chickens with heads cut off, and soulless to boot. Is it the solution to suspend your own morality, humanity and etc-ity to do well for an exam that's just ONE step of your life? If so... you have no life. Haha.

I'm going to die for heresy, I know. Every one of you (excepting ets). Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you're right, maybe you should throw in my face the fact that I got 11 points for my Os but HEY. I wouldn't trade it for YOUR LIFE. I wouldn't want to be that demented all-A student that commits suicide. So those of you who like to keep telling me about the promos, about grades, school work, etc... Go talk to someone else please. I'm not interested.

Why am I saying this? Simple. STOP TALKING ABOUT THE PROMOS. Think of something happy. Have some fun. Talk to your parents. Go to church or something. Stop fretting about the exams. Most of you look like dead people walking, by the way. (Just so you know, anyway.) Don't end up with depression. It sucks utterly.

Catch my drift? Because I swear, if you don't go have some fun (go pick up a copy of Guildwars or something), I will RUB your nose into the games shelves at Challenger. -grumbles-

And by the way, if you do badly for your Promos and decide that your life's not worth living? Feel free to jump off a building- but maybe you should wait till there's a strong wind, you know.

Remembering My Grandmother

2006-09-02T18:58:00.000+08:00

what rode ‘round the edge of grief was a siege
of roses stained in courtly greenfly hue
of haollowee glass a-shielding
from dragon-fire sun
znd fierce blue streams that ice up
zs we were led to drink,
brothers in arms and sisters in merry
all bown down before the worm-wood block
that bleeds cheap gold boils at hinge and edge
that beads in qax curlicues and is buried –

witness the fires licking off
perfectly good glucose, calcium, protein,
pancreas, heart, or wrinkled cheeks,
eyes, bones, teeth, ears, tongue
that should have been hours:

what saved us from everything was just insufficient light.

the coffin pushed beyond the screen,
sliding into the oven like a loaf of dough.
we are prevented from following, we were not allowed to see, and
afterwards no one talked about it:

What went in as a hard white oblong
came out in a little pot,
dust pasted with my grandmother’s face.

An Ordinary Miracle

2006-09-02T15:35:00.000+08:00

The more people around me that fall out of love (or at least what they felt was love), that begin to doubt love, or even search for it for its sake, the more I begin to appreciate the mutual calm affection that exists between my mum and dad.

I say mutual calm affection because I am trying to make myself not-think about something I should not have seen in my mum's dresser the other day. No, she does not have a vibrator.

It's all good, I guess... though it's amazing the way they found each other, courted each other (8 years), got married, had children, and still stayed together for 19 years and counting now (from the marriage date - that would be 27, including courtship, and Faye would say 27 is a nice number).

Even the most ordinary things might seem like miracles sometimes.

World Without Rangers

2006-09-02T01:50:00.000+08:00

So Myst, XT, Ryan and I were walking along the basement of Ngee Ann City on the way back to Orchard MRT, and Myst and I, still talking about Guild Wars, noticed a funny shirt that seemed to declare "World Without Rangers". (The Ranger is a class she's just learning how to play, and which I am still learning how to play.)

Of course, it was Giordano, and what the stupid shirt REALLY read was "World Without Strangers". But we HONESTLY couldn't see the "St" part until we rounded the corner.

Well, strangers, rangers, strangely estranged strange ranger strangers, I honestly don't care. Ha. Ha. So not funny.

(dramatic pause)

What we might need, however, is a World Without Angst.

The benefits of amused reading through the lives of individuals who choose to luxuriate in the sadness of their emo selves aside on blogs, it is more than mildly irritating when when someone comes up to you and says something along the lines of "None of my current friend-classmates like the photograph of the boy from secondary school I had a crush on. I want to cut myself so badly because I am sad and embarassed but mostly upset at their bad taste and I don't know why they are my friends. Do you have a penknife?"

This scenario, unluckily, is real. This person, luckily, is unfamiliar with my online pseudonym, which is also, luckily, fairly common.

Now, if I were to angst about angst in a suitably angsty way, I would be propagating it and hence this post would become a moronic oxymoron. Hence I will have to talk about how angst is sad in a manner not as angsty as possible.

These are three common examples of the angsty muses:
1. Failed romantic pursuits
2. Failed academic pursuits
3. Feeling like a failure

These are three common examples of the angsty expressions:
1. Telling people about the want to harm oneself in various fashions mostly involving bleeding
2. Harming oneself in various fashions mostly involving bleeding
3. Blogging about it in a suitably angsty manner

These are three common ways people respond to the angstiness:
A. Get worked up and try to console the person
B. Get worked up and tell more people about it
C. Associate angst with that person and not get worked up about it

These are some possible results of angsting, as paired with the three common responses listed above.

A. Get worked up and try to console the person
The person who is angsty
1. Receives attention
2. Receives concern
3. Receives some consolation that someone out there gives a damn and there is one less thing to angst about

The person who gets worked up about the person who is angsty
1. Gets worked up/stressed/other form of mood not beneficial to the self
2. Gets upset over all this (insert cause of angst here)
3. Loses sleep (happened four nights in a row for a noob to angst counselling, wound up having to be taught how and why not to get worked up)

B. Get worked up and tell more people about it
The person who is angsty
1. Receives attention
2. Receives concern
3. Receives some consolation that someone out there gives a damn and there is one less thing to angst about

The people who get worked up about the person who is angstyRefer to the previous scenario, except that it affects more people in general.

C. Associate angst with that person and not get worked up about itThe person who is angsty
1. Can't really expect anyone to give a damn anyway, being in that position.
2. Does not reap attention/concern benefits since no one gives a damn
3. Hopefully is less likely to angst since no one gives a damn!

The person who does not get worked up about it
1. Has nothing to lose

But wait, some people will object. What if the angsty person decides there's nothing left to live for and all that? What if they hurt themself?

This information in the following italicised paragraphs was taught in a Counselling degree-course:
In most cases, if someone actually tells people that they feel that they want to kill themself, enter mode of emo-ness etc etc in front of other people (this also applies to blogs that are not friends-only/somehow locked) - don't give a damn, please. Chances are they're not going to hurt themselves anytime soon, and they're trying to get your attention/concern/dismay out of their own selfishness. These people usually have something that they want to live for.

However, should a person confide in you one-on-one, take it seriously - especially if you have never known it to have happened and/or if the person who is telling you this is behaving "strangely" (that is, showing a side of themselves you rarely or never have seen).

If, however, this person comes to you repeatedly and makes demands of your time -
("Stay up with me. I want you to. How would you respond if you found out I jumped out of this open window right now because I'm so tired of this loneliness?")

or makes other threats in an attempt to guilt-trip you -
("I'm writing this note because I felt that I wanted you to know that I really feel like dying right here, right now. I'm tired of this world and all its pretence. What is love, anyway? It's just an utopian notion that is expressed to so many children, turning them into walking time-bombs when they realise it's about as real as Santa Claus. I've nothing left. If you don't let me (________________), I really don't think there is anything worth living for. I bought a pen-knife yesterday, and I think it's really nice. Hope that you'll help me.")

Well, chances are that the best option for you is not to give a damn at all. Even if you do, don't get too worked up about it. Refer the case to someone you know has some form of influence over angsty person, and hopefully the angst (if not the source of angst) will subside. Or if you yourself are a person of influence over the angsty person, please knock some sense into the person, and be very firm on not giving any ground for the angst-er to threaten you in any way (this is usually in the form of threatening to harm themselves and hoping to get you to stop it. They might go through with it even if you don't, but nonetheless derive less "kick" out of it and will eventually stop out of meaninglessness).

The last thing you should do is to let this person know they have "control" over you, and can puppet you about to their every whim, threatening to cause bodily harm to themselves if you don't do a thing about it. Usually these people will give the impression that they can and will do so.

Please don't care anyway.

When should you be concerned, then?

Be very concerned when someone you know has many responsibilities and does not seem to show signs of stress at all. These people constitute more than 90% of the people who commit suicide - typically high-achievers who seem A-OK with life, no matter what.

If and when these people hit a breaking point due to some major event in their lives, be there for them, no matter what their mood seems to be. Talk to them, eat with them, carry out friendly activities with them for company.

Motivate, encourage, or simply be there to listen - never let yourself become a puppet that can be moved about at will, but make it obvious that you will always be there as a friend. There might not be a World Without Angst, but make sure that the angst gets pushed into channels of people who can take it, and not where it will wreak breakdowns in the lives of people who cannot.

You might just be someone that someone else lives for, unknowingly or otherwise - in that case, that person is your responsibility. The above still applies - never give in to threats of self-harm, and try to guide that person back by dangling precious things to live for in front of them, that they have and happened to miss out on.

*yawn*

Tired, will play my ranger in Ring of Fire tomorrow. And Xiaotong, if you see this, BOTH Lemming and Bella passed THK (missions back-to-back), and there was one lousy monk who couldn't do without BR supposedly (or she got too pampered by Bella). The good thing was that she insisted on following me everywhere (permanent free heals!) so it was all good. Lemming finished the mission with one ironically UBER monk, the other lagged out just before the siege cinematic. We used the two catas, everyone else camp at king style... I ended up with West both times ;D

Lol. Last three missions... Catching up to your 4-girl-team of Uwen, Daelinn, Eitha and Aeryn!

Then I have to finish Factions once more to really catch up ;_; All in due time, Nightfall isn't even here yet.

And after that both of us can drag Myst about on maxxed-level maxxed-game characters, and thoroughly squish Fort Aspenwood with heavily-twinked builds starting the mission on the same second - at the LAN centre even so we have more uber teamwork. :o

Oh right, you have exams. Good luck ;) We'll do that after it's all over, okay? And I'll catch up in the meanwhile, of course... I have a two-week break from now ;D

(Holiday to Tokyo is put on hold, one bastard from mum's company embezzled funds and now she has extra work and can't take advantage of her generous client's free offer. The sadness. But I'm not really sad. Ah well.)

Some P5 Kids Could Be More Mature Than You!

2006-08-27T13:50:00.000+08:00

It's a funny thing that one of the more significant things concerning my outlook on some things in life was changed pretty drastically by Chian Yeh.

It's no secret, I love myself. Where food is concerned, I'll eat whatever my tastebuds like, whatever the health books and common-sensical people say. Where clothes are concerned, I'll ensure I don't look like a disaster in them. A fashion-trend disaster, perhaps, but as to where how I look is concerned, chances are that if it happens, I meant it to happen, and it'll be rather obvious anyway.

More to the point, where blame is concerned, I'm the second fastest person I know to reflexively conjure up a scene where at least one thing draws a fine line between Me and The Problem. No, the fastest person is not Chian Yeh.

Let me introduce a New Character, from the Roadside School. Her name is Liu Lao Shi, and if I remember right, she bore a secret title not known to her, namely "Tiger Woman". (The Roadside School one, not the Doon Man High School* one) She had a fiery temperament legendary even amongst the ranks of Chinese Teachers, where she belonged, and an especially soft spot for A Certain Person who has won a similar sort of affection from a certain Yang Lao Shi, who has been given the more unholy title of "Yang Fa Ke" by, if I remember correctly, Julie.

[*Reference to A Certain Principal of A Certain Thai School, whose accent I will remember for some time longer]

One who has been taught by the Yang probably will not forget his demeanour when he goes Red With Rage. One would also state with the utmost confidence that the same Rage-filled demeanour is expected when one steps into one of the Liu's lessons, no matter how cheerily she starts the lesson, if at all. This is comparable to expecting what will happen when "Codename Claudia" walks into a lesson Yang is teaching.

This Rage period is also especially Enhanced whenever someone forgets to bring their textbook/do their homework/fails miserably/has a face she doesn't like.

Imagine, then, this scenario (Translated for my convenience, I think you can imagine it in Chinese easily enough though):
[I credit a vivid episodic memory for this]

LIU storms into class, in a particularly foul mood. The class and her exchange greetings, after which she gets straight to the point.

Liu: If you have not done your homework, I want you to STAND UP!

(About half of the primary-five class stands up. It is mostly the Usual People (except, if I remember right, at least almost all all of them together, comprising amongst them the Karmen and Codename Claudia; as well as the unexpected guest star of the morning, Chian Yeh.)

Liu flits over to Codename Claudia's table.

Liu: I know you are a good child. Make sure you hand it in tomorrow. Sit down. (She beams brightly)

Liu turns to the remaining people and her face suddenly assumes a much scarier expression. (No, she does not beam even more brightly.)

Liu (scans class with Evil Look): THE REST OF YOU. IF YOU HAVE GOOD REASONS I WANT TO HEAR THEM NOW, AND YOU'D BETTER BE FAST.

[About five minutes pass, as the experienced Chinese teacher does the scolding and reason-collecting very quickly.]

(She reaches Chian Yeh, and her tone is more gentle): You- you have a good reason, yes or no?

Chian Yeh: No reason.

(The class falls silent, expecting The Wrath Of The Nine Hells to manifest themselves in the teacher standing before them.)

Liu's expressions contort wildly for about 2 seconds, then she starts grinning like a maniac, then laughing.

(The class exchange highly worried looks. Chian Yeh watches on in a nonchalant manner.)

Liu: (repeats) No reason.

Chian Yeh: Yeah.

Liu: Good child. Sit down.

(The class is now in a mini-uproar of sorts, and Liu resorts to Tiger methods to scare the class into quiet submission.)

The thing that got to me most of all, of course, was that Chian Yeh freaking just stood there when he was cornered by this woman with a very bad temper, very loud voice and very sadistic punishments, and freaking said "no reason", when this is the kind of woman you expect to bite off your head, munch it into itty bitty pieces, then do a tap dance on your body. Figuratively, of course. You can tell she had me rather scared, at least.

It's like a level 1 adventurer faced with a nine-headed hydra, who, when he gets to make the first move, goes up to the hydra, waves his hand in a non-magical fashion and says "Hi, I'm dinner."

I guess it sort of affected me, so when I'm in a tight situation and am pressed for something, I usually have MANY ideas as to what to say, and they're the easiest to just... say first.

In a most unnatural fashion, no thanks to Chian Yeh, I try to repress it - a lot. The amazing thing is that most of the time fact is stranger than fiction, and I can do the stupidest things, so most* of the reasons I have - regardless of their creativity rating - are freaking VALID if you hear them, anyway. -.-

(*Especially oversleeping. My reasons are all real providing you are not a teacher)

But I do try not to shift the blame - and it's not because I feel bad if I do that, I assure you I feel quite happy with myself when I conjure a good reason - because I don't want to have to lie to maintain whatever I want to maintain. I don't want to have to resort to things I'm told were wrong, things the world have maintained are wrong, no matter how natural and easy this nonsense is.

It helped very largely that someone dared to speak the truth and didn't get punished for it, though it's more than unreasonable to hope for that to happen.

I try, and I'm posting this because maybe someone out there could try this before it gets too late, while too much time is spent on trying to fix their image, too little time spent on trying to fix themself.

It's easier to run away, that's for sure. But how much easier will it be when you have even more things chasing after you?

Bored. Reeeally.

2006-08-21T21:51:00.000+08:00

Why is it that I always lag so uber sadly when I'm playing on the Kurzick side of Fort Aspenwood?

I now have somewhat in excess of 50 jadeites ONLY because I'd been busy study for the promos and also doing homework. So no, Karmen, don't think that I'm going out because I don't care about promos :P I just don't care for it as much. Anyway, I am down to 3 platinums. After I sell off my Amulet of the Mists, assorted gold weaponry and perhaps the baby siege turtle (do I hear a scream from Ets? Hmm) or the baby hydra, I shall have enough platinum to afford my third set of 15k armor. Only a little bit further to go, now...

I'm slowly getting the hang of econs (but very slowly, I stress) and slowly getting pretty sick of history. I am strange, I guess. I don't have this ongoing interest all the time, just some of the time.

Ets, want to set up a GW blog? :P

Sorry I didn't go last Friday, Faye >< I was sick. Slept for 15 hours straight.

sometimes I'm ashamed to be Singaporean

2006-08-13T15:31:00.000+08:00

OMG

OMG THE UNIMAGINATIVE BASTARDS

They actually used badly-blended themes from LOTR FOR THEIR NATIONAL DAY LAME VIDEO PREVIEW THINGY THIS YEAR -- complete with crap nominal reorchestration (ended with triumphant Gondorian violins, can you believe it --!)

THE SACRILEGE

SO MUCH FOR AUTHENTICITY

Petals Round The Rose

2006-08-04T00:36:00.000+08:00

It doesn't matter if you beat the game and are feeling good when half the people around you don't get it and then accuse you of cheating, the other half try to suck up to get some answer out of you and the teacher simply shrugs his hands up in whateverment.

Three assignments, three weeks, at long last my precioussssss.

I guess I'll read up, enjoy the library's air-con, enjoy the slackiness of it all. But there's no one to read up with who will do it for anything more than getting stuff off you, no one to enjoy the library's air-con with who will not make a fool out of you in the library, no one to slack off with, no, not when the promos are parading alarm symbols on the phone calendars.

Well, at least there's xt, for now. Heh. QUICK WOMAN, c0ff33 on s4turd4y? (sh1ny c4rd!)

-----------------------
It's 22 days til the kueh flies away
22 days
That's so gay.
(Say say say)

Take care Faye.

I'll write something better when I'm feeling more gay and less gay. Here's hoping blogspot doesn't screw up on me again or I'll feel REALLY... gay.

SIEGE TURTLES.

2006-07-19T09:25:00.000+08:00

http://www.guildwars.com/gallery/screenshots/factions/gw101-lrg.php

:) And there's a baby one, to the far left.

Also, I am getting bored, and might pop down to the library sometime to read more of Skinner's antics to keep myself happy. He seems smart, hated and random. That is good.

2006-07-17T20:38:00.000+08:00

I shall not, after all.

I am not quite happy.

Thank you for the V for Vendetta, mysti. 'Twas nice.

Shall I? Shall I?

2006-07-16T19:42:00.000+08:00

I shall!

2006-07-16T00:19:00.000+08:00

I watched the TSD public performance today after a lot of frantic calling and changing stuff desperately.

It was good. And Grace makes a fantastic narrator.

Also, parting remark from Rowell:

"You of all people should get what my piece means right?!"

Grace says I have come up with a valid enough interpretation. HAH EGOBOOST.

Ageing Gracefully

2006-07-12T21:32:00.000+08:00

This morning I looked into the mirror and I discovered two horizontal furrows embedded in the notherly regions of my forehead. I hadn't noticed them because they ahd grown so near the hairline.

Possibly they help to explain the recent headaches.

This is not something a sixteen-year-old should be blogging about.

P.S. the Ann Ang is a terrorist out to hunt down and destroy us all, one by one. All give praise to the prudence of Ets' mother in her wisdom, that she not succumb to the evil platitudes of the Voiceful Cleaner!

And I thought I had it boring

2006-07-12T16:21:00.000+08:00

Karmen is sitting down at her computer chair, playing Guild Wars as a monk (cleric). The mission is Fort Aspenwood, a pseudo-PvP style game. This particular and very sad round, she is the sole cleric, tasked to heal 8 people (including herself, duh) over a map that has five gates. Needless to say, she does more "running" than your average person training for a NAPFA test.

At this particular moment, two Siege Turtles (they are as scary as they sound) come bombing in from the two inner gates, and the party has split into groups of three and four whilst Cleric is running all over the place healing like crazy. But I did say moment, and at this moment (there is an average of one person's health dropping to 5% every couple of seconds. Miraculously none died) what better climax than... (no you sick person)

The phone rings.

Quite visibly irritated, Karmen's right hand does both clicking on people's names and hitting the buttons to heal them - a very frantic process indeed, whilst the left hand picks up the phone.

Karmen: H'lo? (pause for 1 second) Hello? (pause for two seconds) Hellooo? (irritated, another two seconds and much rushed healing later) FFS (I read this letter for letter), HELLO? (This I did not read letter for letter)

Karmen is about to put down the phone.

Voice: (much mumbling)

Karmen: (extremely irritated) YES? What is it?

Voice: (more mumbling). Something that sounds like "please" is heard.

Karmen: (gives up entertaining person) Could you speak louder, PLEASE?

Voice: (mumbles some more, before screaming) CLEA-NER! (You will realise why I typed it like that if you read this to the end)

Karmen: MUMMY!

A few seconds later, Karmen has the horrifying afterthought that the voice was UNCANNILY like that of a certain old woman, as most cleaners are.

It was EXACTLY THE SAME, also, how many people have you heard that had the EXACT same, dragged out yet crisp accent of ANNE ANG?

Bad luck. In the one to two seconds or so of pure horror, about 3 people dropped dead. :(

Karmen hastily tries to forget about it and returns to healing, for fear the entire party dies as a result of her silliness on reflecting on The Voice Of Anne Ang. The party loses after being 98% on their way to victory (objective is to wait for the time limit on something to end). Karmen is clearly Krushed.

What an omen of bad luck. Thankfully my mum refused the offer for a cleaner o_o I certainly wouldn't want to hear that voice again, Anne Ang or not....

And I thought I had it boring.

EDIT:
OH MY GOD. DOES THIS MEAN ANNE ANG HAS MY PHONE NUMBER?! GOD HAVE MERCY. >< PLEEEEEASE

Update-ness II!

2006-07-10T19:21:00.000+08:00

Normally I would declare my Lit teachers very nice people indeed, but post-exam period they seem to delight in bits of Hitchhiker's Guide-esqueness that positively drives me up the wall.

(No, you do not want a photo of that.)

After hearing that interminable rumour that someone scored 21/25 for Question 1 of the Lit 8 paper (fondly known as the Unseen paper), I started biting my nails to shreds. Which is perfectly common, because I swear I get more nervous over my Lit than my Math, reason being that I already know I'm going to flunk the latter.

Note that I did Questions 1 and 4 (the poetry comparison and the poem), being a poetry sort of person.

So, today, I accosted our dear Paper 8 teacher in the hall and proceeded to inquire as to the nature of my Paper 8 marks.

This is the response I got:

"Do you want to know your results on Friday? Yes, you want to wait till Friday," my wonderful teacher says, grinning at me. Now, from experience, when one of my teachers start grinning at me, it is a Most Worrisome Situation. Or maybe they just want me to panic, since that must be the only entertainment left when you're stuck marking slightly over 200 essays all by yourself.

No, I most definitely do not want to wait till Friday, I say. You don't need to tell me my marks, but you could give me a little hint.

My teacher starts grinning even more, and goes into what sounds like his version of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

"Don't panic. Everything will be just fine. You'll see on Friday," he says, edging away from the student who looks like she's about to claw her own face open with panic. Note that he is still grinning, damnit.

In the classic Arthur-Denturian reaction, I panic.

Whereupon he finally relents, just a little, and informs me that
a) I got an A for Question 1. Which puts me in the running for that beautiful 21/25 mark.
b) I did not get an A for the other question, but I'm guessing I got a high B.
c) I got an A for my unseen overall. Which is good.

Now all this would be much better if I could say the same for Math and Econs. Or GP.

GP goes like this. I have got a miserable 60.5 which is but an awful, awful B3 grade, and I have also managed to top the class. Do not ask me how.

Econs is nothing but a miserable 46.6. It's an E, I say, which would sound terrible save that everyone else seems to have flunked it - my class is screaming "OH GODS DID YOU GET AN O? NO? AN F THEN? YEAH, ME TOO!"

There is no hope left for Math, because Paper 1 was bad and apparently Paper 2 was worse and I'm going to flunk.

Damn, stop expounding already

2006-07-06T20:42:00.000+08:00

On the bright side, amoebas are immortal. As far as they can't perceive, anyway.

Perhaps they play computer games with themselves. You know, concentrating on expelling fluid, the millenium-old War with the Endoproteases, ingesting other amoeba. Things of that kind.

I'm feeling arty-farty. Perhaps I shall buy that stupid little book on Writing Your Bestseller and Making Big Bucks. Then I could spoof it and earn Huge Bucks instead.

...Am dozing.

Because.

2006-07-05T03:01:00.000+08:00

I escaped from the Dungeon of Qing!

I killed Starrynight89 the gelatinous cube, Blueberrypark the leprechaun, Chaserj7 the cockatrice, Deypherus the gelatinous cube and Bro Kenwings the giant spider.

I looted the Sword of Warbling Oldies, the Axe of Deadducky , the Dagger of Twitching My Ears, the Armour of Lian Hearn, the Sceptre of Lime Green Volkswagon Beetles, the Wand of Wei Lian, the Axe of Final Fantasy 8, the Armour of Melolin Low-adherent Dressing Pads, the Wand of Junyang, the Armour of Phantompong, a Figurine of Thewhite and 100 gold pieces.

Score: 175

Explore the Dungeon of Qing and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own dungeon...

and now I'm waiting for the stupid match to start

Amoeba

2006-07-05T01:47:00.000+08:00

Are amoeba social creatures?
We don't really know, since they can "do everything" on their own anyway.

Can amoeba think?
Do they have any need to?

Amoeba don't need money, since they have no need for (or to distinguish between the values of different) food, clothing, shelter, etc.
No money sounds pretty good, without delving into the whole Communist issue since this Amoebaland is self-sufficient!

The worst thing about Amoebaland is the lack of computer gaming. Amoeba simply do not have the physical structures necessary for typing, moving a mouse, or using a brain to strategise. Nothx.

But as for asexually-reproducing humans that can still game and think - would they have any need to be social anymore, since they are self-sufficient? Due to this self-sufficience and lack of social associations, would they hence be territorial, more so than at the moment? How would future generations of these humans "inherit" rapidly-decreasing "territories"? Would more superior, organised creatures eventually wipe them out?

Why am I awake at this hour?

Oh yeah, football. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Ruination

2006-07-03T20:56:00.000+08:00

After a trip to yon local Popular Flagship Store my Art Book fund has exploded. Shit!

I'm feeling angry for very particular reasons. No, don't ask me about it, you're probably as angry as I am.

Why must there be girls and boys? It would be nice to reproduce asexually. Like amoeba, or bags of water. There're probably more differences between girls and boys than between boys and amoeba. Or girls and amoeba. We're all just bags of water after all.

Oh, whatever.

Update-ness.

2006-07-03T00:17:00.000+08:00

1) HDM badfic authors should be buuuuuuuuuurned, because
a) Lyra and Will would not commit suicide; damnit all, they sacrificed so much for the world - they've got the strength to go through with it, they've got the strength to live. 'Sides, didn't you read the end of The Amber Spyglass?

b) Lyra. Would. Not. Get. Pregnant. Bloody smut writers. She's how old, thirteen? Just because he wrote 'lay together', doesn't mean they actually had sex!

*mutters.

2) I still have CTs. MATH paper 2 and Lit 8 on Tuesday. Wish me luck. I need the grades.

3) Made a new penfriend today! She wants to study English Lit, too XD

Revelations

2006-07-01T16:55:00.000+08:00

Jump of Meng
Elite Skill. Adjacent foes take 5...41 earth damage, nearby foes take 5...41 earth damage, and foes in the area take 5...41 earth damage.

Impending Massage
Target touched foe and all adjacent foes are Blinded for the next 20...39 seconds.

I Must Destroy!
Shout. For 8 seconds, all nearby party members deal and take double damage. This effect is doubled when coupled with the Ritualist ability, "Destructive was Kelvin".

It's Later Today
Inform target foe of all impending exam papers. For each unexpected paper, that foe takes 15...63 damage.

Plug.

2006-06-30T22:14:00.000+08:00

I'm making bookmarks to earn money for my Art Book fund. WHo's interested? :D

CTs are

2006-06-29T21:50:00.000+08:00

OVER.

Logic!

2006-06-28T11:47:00.000+08:00

Old adages are words of wisdom.
Ignorance is bliss.
Hence, most of my classmates are ORGASMIC. Hoo!

And ventrilo is (mostly) working! Some guys say they can hear me, some can't, and I can use an American accent at will anytime now. Oh no ):

CTs

2006-06-26T21:08:00.000+08:00

make me sad, especially when you have a bad sore throat and a freaking high fever and really don't want to get out of your bed.

I have an MC for tomorrow, I wonder if I can put it to good use. It's Lit tomorrow, though, not History; what a waste.

Anyway, the papers were OK, I guess, which really means that they were very bad.

Blasted exams

2006-06-21T03:09:00.000+08:00

See, it is 3:36 AM and I am supposed to be at Funan in five and a half hours. I will Never Make It. All the same, I will try. I had better or David will have my guts. He will have all our guts, really.

I am going to flunk History spectacularly, just you watch.

After seven years of not having the mid-years, my brain is objecting to the prospect of the CTs.

OH, the Life of a Student! Isn't this what PL is for, anyway.

Hooper Was An Artist

2006-06-16T10:33:00.000+08:00

"Mad, mad, I tell you !"

The comment box is now open to witty captions, squeals of adoration, and chicken sacrifices. Let the trauma begin.

The World Is Coursing Towards Certain Hell

2006-06-12T16:12:00.000+08:00

*TWITCH*

The Undeniably Really Disturbing Signs (TURDS):
1. Ets tops a science class
2. Twice
3. With high distinctions
4. The fridge is Out Of Chocolate
5. THE FRIDGE IS OUT OF FRENCH FRIES
6. People are photostating my science essays
7. I have resisted spending all my money BEFORE I got my next round of pocket money
8. I am actually typing this
9. Or so I perceive
10. I have tried a New Type Of Food for the first time in... seven months? About there.

Dooooooooooooom.

I can't stop drawing

2006-06-11T21:23:00.000+08:00

I can't stop drawing

My PW group seems to have done absolutely nothing over the past two weeks. This makes me feel efficient.

Ah well.

yay choreography!

2006-06-11T19:25:00.000+08:00

choreography is fun. choreography is, in fact, very fun.

yay for sword choreography!

(in other words, i have managed to get Seifer's bit in the FFVIII Intro. much love to ets.)

Also, my handphone now sports a funky gunblade chain. YAY!

It's a small world after all

2006-06-09T22:57:00.000+08:00

The world is really, really small.

I'm freaked by exactly how small it is.

WHEEEE

2006-06-06T20:07:00.000+08:00

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

:D

PreU Sem is over!

2006-06-03T12:54:00.000+08:00

Considering that PreU Sem had been half of my life since April and all of it for the past week, and that I hated most of the April bit but loved the past week like heck, I'm not sure what to think about this piece of news. At this moment is' just running around in shiny red disco letters across my eyes like a bad library display. Headache.

Anyway, I'll have time to blog after Korea, for which I'm supposed to be packing now but am not (because I'm typing this duh! Headache.)

I got into a group chat with the principal of CJC (who's a sort of tipsy caucasian guy -- cool though) and he was shocked when I remarked about trying to study Econs the night before. I'm still going to flunk everything. Headache.

(Ironically, I still wish I could have taken TSD.) <-- let not my parents come here. They think I'm screwing over my future already. Headache.

I'm running out of time!

The Life of a TSD student

2006-05-22T22:53:00.000+08:00

A: I think my friend has a crush on you.
B: I have no time for people to have crushes on me! Tell her to book a slot.

when arts and science meet

2006-05-15T23:32:00.000+08:00

[11:21:55 PM] Pong: TSD A Levels start that week
[11:22:04 PM] Pong: I believe that's the eve of the A Levels,
actually
[11:22:13 PM] Pong: so.
[11:22:19 PM] Pong: I hope my seniors are prepared.
[11:22:33 PM] Pong: failing which, IT'em can take a short walk from
East Coast to VJ and bbq here.
[11:22:34 PM] Gay: Bio Skill A SPA that day
[11:22:49 PM] Pong: screw that. your practical is something like two
hours.
[11:22:58 PM] Pong: ours is many hours many days many weeks.
[11:23:03 PM] Gay: skill A
[11:23:12 PM] Gay: write 7 pages in 2 hours
[11:23:20 PM] Pong: well look here
[11:23:24 PM] Pong: history paper
[11:23:25 PM] Pong: 3 hours
[11:23:28 PM] Pong: 4 essays
[11:23:30 PM] Pong: 5 pages per essay
[11:23:33 PM] Pong: now quit whining

busy busy busy

2006-05-14T23:00:00.000+08:00

busy busy busy busy busy

I can't complain, though, I guess, compared to what the rest of you are doing in school.

busy busy busy busy busy

Or about my classmates, for that matter.

busy busy busy busy busy
really busy

Does that explain the lack of my posts here?

courtesy of grace.

2006-05-14T21:23:00.000+08:00

1. Put numbers in the boxes instead of x's (example: 1, 2, 3, 4, ...)
2. Repost as "I have lived through ___ of these 158 things.

[1] I have read a lot of books.
[] I have been on some sort of varsity team.
[] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.
[] I have been to Canada.
[] I have been to Europe.
[2] I have watched cartoons for hours. (it was on the flight to UK)
[3] I have tripped UP the stairs.
[4] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.
[] I have been snowboarding/skiing.
[5] I have played ping pong.
[6] I swam in the ocean.
[] I have been on a whale watch.
[7] I have seen fireworks.
[] I have seen a shooting star.
[ ] I have seen a meteor shower.
[] I have almost drowned.
[8] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
[9] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again. (PHANTOM)
[10] I have had stitches.
[ ] I have had frostbite.
[ ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.
[11] I have stayed up 'til 2 doing homework/projects.
[ ] I currently have a job.
[] I have been ice skating.
[12] I have been roller blading.
[13] I have fallen flat on my face.
[14] I have tripped over my own two feet.
[15] I have been in a fist fight.
[16] I have played video games for more than 3 hours straight.
[17] I have watched the Power Rangers.
[ ] I attend Church regularly.
[18] I have played truth or dare.
[19] I have already had my 16th birthday.
[20] I have already had my 17th birthday.
[21] I've called someone stupid.
[22] I've been in a verbal argument.
[23] I've cried in school.
[ ] I've played basketball on a team.
[ ] I've played baseball on a team.
[ ] I've played football on a team.
[ ] I've played soccer on a team.
[24 ] I've done cheerleading on a team.
[ ] I've played softball on a team. (class team?)
[ ] I've played volleyball on a team.
[ ] I've played tennis on a team.
[ ] I've been on a track or cross country team.
[ ] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my life. [ ] I've bungee jumped.
[25] I've climbed a rock wall.
[26] I've lost more than $20.
[27] I've called myself an idiot.
[28] I've called someone else an idiot.
[29] I've cried myself to sleep.
[30] I've had (or have) pets.
[ ] I've owned a spice girls CD.
[ ] I've owned a Britney Spears CD.
[ ] I've owned an N*Sync CD.
[ ] I've owned a backstreet boys CD.
[ ] I've mooned someone.
[31] I have sworn at someone of authority before.
[ ] I've been in the newspaper.
[32] I've been on TV. (As an audience of several game shows)
[ ] I've been to Hawaii. (I wish)
[33] I've eaten sushi.
[ ] I've been on the other side of a waterfall.
[34] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
[ ] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.
[ ] I've watched all of the Rocky movies.
[ ] I've watched the 3 stooges.
[ ] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick & Jessica.
[35] I've watched Looney Tunes.
[ ] I've been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.
[36] I've been called a geek. [
[37] I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade. (and the lesson learnt was to not study)[38] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.
[39] I've hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.
[ ] I've hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.
[ ] I've met a celebrity/music artist.
[40] I've written poetry.
[ ] I've been arrested.
[ ] I've been attracted to someone much older than me.
[41] I've been tickled till I've cried.
[ ] I've tickled someone else until they cried.
[ ] I've had/have siblings.
[ ] I've been to a rock concert.
[42] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it.
[43] I've been in a play.
[44] I've been picked last in gym class.
[ ] I've been picked first in gym class.
[45] I've been picked in that middle-range in gym class.
[46] I've cried in front of my friends.
[47 ] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages
[ ] I've played Halo 2.
[ ] I've freaked out over a sports game.
[ ] I've been to Alaska.
[ ] I've been to China.
[ ] I've been to Spain.
[ ] I've been to Japan.
[ ] I've had a fight with someone on AIM.
[48] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face.
[49] I've had serious conversations on any IM.
[50] I've forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.
[51] I've been forgiven.
[52] I've screamed at a scary movie.
[ ] I've cried at a chick flick.
[ ] I've watched a lot of action movies.
[53] I've screamed at the top of my lungs.
[ ] I've been to a rap concert.
[ ] I've been to a hip hop concert.
[ ] I've lived in more than 2 houses.
[54] I've driven on the highway/been on the highway.
[ ] I've driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day. [] I've been in a car accident.
[] I've done drugs.
[55] I've been homesick.
[56] I've thrown up.
[57] I've puked on someone.
[ ] I've been horseback riding.
[] I've filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.
[58] I've spoken my mind in public.
[59] I've proved someone wrong.
[60] I've been proven wrong by someone.
[ ] I've broken a leg.
[ ] I've broken an arm/fingers.
[61] I've fallen off a swing.
[] I've swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight.
[62] I've watched Winnie the Pooh movies.
[ ] I've forgotten my backpack when I've gone to school.
[ ] I've lost my backpack.
[ ] I've come close to dying.
[ ] I've seen someone die.
[63] I've known someone who has died.
[64] I've wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.
[ ] I've done modeling.
[65] I've forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.
[66] I've taken something/someone for granted.
[67] I've realized how good my life is.
[68] I've counted my blessings.
[ ] I've made fun of a classmate.
[69] I've been asked out by someone and I said no.
[70] I've slapped someone in the face.
[ ] I've been skateboarding.
[ ] I've been back stabbed by someone I thought was a friend.
[71] I've lied to someone to their face.
[72] I've told a little white lie.
[ ] I've taken a day off from school just so I don't go insane.
[73 ] I've fainted.
[ ] I've had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.
[74] I've pushed someone into a pool.
[75] I've been pushed into a pool.
[ ] I've been/am in love.

Politically incorrect remark here.

2006-05-09T19:48:00.000+08:00

I'm sick to the heart of being competitive.

This is what I hate about MJ.

Genuine Entertainment Experience

2006-05-02T01:15:00.000+08:00

[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
ahahahaa

[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
These will nourish our members with genuine experience which will aid us in the near future when we tackle other similar problems that we might face.

[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
thats a good one, that.

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
*amused*

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
i just had this mental image

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
"Come on! Eat your genuine experience! It's nutritious and nourishing and good for you!"

[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
[destiny] TELL ME IF YOU WANT EDSNIGHT TICKETS says:
it looks like their talking about eggyolk
[destiny] TELL ME IF YOU WANT EDSNIGHT TICKETS says:
eeurgh.
[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
the school website is quality entertainment!
[destiny] TELL ME IF YOU WANT EDSNIGHT TICKETS says:
These will nourish our members with genuine experience which will aid us in the near future when we tackle other similar problems that we might face.
^ egg yolk

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
yes, i knew it!

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
see, you must eat your Genuine Experience XD

[Delirium☆] SYLVIA MAPPLETHORPE, DADAA! says:
that made me giggle.

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
it's NOURISHING and provides you with loads of Vitamin - er, P? Vitamin P is good for Tackling Similar Problems That You Might Face and therefore your body needs lots and lots of it!

^^

2006-04-25T23:02:00.000+08:00

glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
not because itw as 4 am, not because the lights were off, but because i really don't like the fact that she's playing it in a HOUSE NEXT TO THE CEMETARY
Poor fools, they make me laugh says:
that would have been scarier for me if i had not been so tired
Poor fools, they make me laugh says:
yes
glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
i was more tired than you, i think
glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
i slept at 6 am the previous night.
Poor fools, they make me laugh says:
and with Ryan D caressing my butt
Poor fools, they make me laugh says:
with his silken locks
glacialphoenix and for three years i had roses and apologised to nobody says:
*snerk*
Poor fools, they make me laugh says:
and please do not misquote me

A solution!

2006-04-21T12:27:00.000+08:00

I have 5 (five) hours of school weekly, which would leave me a lot of free time. Unfortunately, I wake "late" and my brother comes home from school when I wake up, or after I get home from school, hence pwnzing the fast computer.

So now everytime he does that, I login to Aard on the slow computer.

The bad thing about this is that I am now juggling being active in three gaming clans at one time - The Daoine Sidhe (Aardwolf), The Flatulators (KoL), and Obey the Waffles (Guild Wars). GG Ets.

Also, I have got my first 70% assignment. Wheeeeeeee!!!!!!!

It's due, like, in June. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

And now, to all you JC people who want to get your hands on my psychology textbook and notes, just let me know - and help me out when I start on the assignment/wrap it up >:D

MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA I AM A GENIUS

And now for Guild Wars.

metaphysical poetry

2006-04-19T22:01:00.000+08:00

i think i am in love with metaphysical poetry.

not that i don't fall in love with lit texts about 20 times a day.

john donne was a genius.

i'm still in love with metaphysical poetry.

even if i do fall in love with lit texts 20 times a day. they're still all my little darlings.

I love you, O Computer. Let me feed your E-Drive.

2006-04-18T22:20:00.000+08:00

I must take advantage of this ten minutes' reprive from homework to thank my parents, Microsoft (though I'm still quite sure they're embezzling the world's money), and all the gods in this world that exist or ever existed -- for my computer. The nice new computer my parents got for me in December last year. I have just realised rather ungratefully that all this time, with me rushing assignments and PreU Sem and other school-related dung, it has NEVER. CRASHED. ONCE.

This is nothing short of stupefying to someone who has had to live for years on end with a rickety old com that had horrible colour settings and a tendency to mutiny four times in an hour, in the worst possible way.

Hopefully this bouyant feeling of pure gratitude will keep me adrenalised to the end of the week, or at least to the end of Thursday, where I have two (not three, sorry) tests and one confirmed presentation on the timetable.

I love you, O my Computer. Let me feed your E-Drive.

The Weekend of Creatures with Long Ears and a Tufty Tail

2006-04-15T18:11:00.000+08:00

I love this weekend. I feel so accomplished, because four hours of hardcore gaming has seen me teleport from Northern Shiverpeaks all the way to the middle of Maguuma. (In order words: I have caught up with Karmen after two weeks, because I have not played Guildwars for approximately as long.)

I am a little behind in my homework, but nothing I can't finish in time. I think.

I have finished the Written Report for Pre U Seminar! (Unless the SRJC personnel or the teachers at MJC are being evil, which they are likely to be, unfortunately.) The place where Zhen Teng and I would rather not be isn't that bad. But the pressure is mounting up like... like a pressure cooker. And on top of being on the WR team, the two of us are almost definitely also on the Oral Presentation team.

Well, at least there's somebody whom I can hang out with every class and who will know what goes on in every class. :)

Karmen, what happens when a Moa Bird walks through a flame trap?

Finally! Fancy Footwear that FITS

2006-04-14T17:12:00.000+08:00

From now on, all my shopping frenzies shall be directed to Chinatown instead of anywhere else.

Summary of my week:
There was a Times warehouse book sale on Wednesday and some lovely and underpriced books were discovered. I spent $75.
The fact that I spent $75 at the aforementioned book sale means that I am now dieting, and that I now owe Ets $10.
XT has kindly lent me some music. I am in seventh heaven.
The PreU Sem teachers have sentenced me and XT to somewhere I think we both would rather not be. I am in purgatory.
There are three tests and one possible presentation next week and they all happen on Thursday. I am muttering.
I found fancy shoes AND the denim jacket I have been looking for. I am happy.
I found fancy shoes that I truly fell in love with but were -- wait for it -- one size too small. I am not so happy.
My father had an attack of diarrhea when he was driving the car today -- in a middle of a small rainy traffic jam. I am still worried about him, and I think it was the fish.
My mother had more fun shopping than I did. I am amused.
My room is still messy even after I picked it up (just now). I am in despair.
There is still far too much homework. I am ambivalent.
My deviantart page has reached 94 pageviews at last count! w00t~ (guess what I think about that)

speaking of my deviantart page.
http://minamata.deviantart.com

Don't ask about the 'minamata', all right?

the poem-porcupine

2006-04-12T00:14:00.000+08:00

AKA Mysti Was Not Paying Attention In Literature 8 Lecture.
Title was inspired by the latest Lit 8 Assignment; a poem by Ted Hughes called "The Thought-Fox."

Therefore, I present to you The Poem-Porcupine. (cue applause)

My Paper Eight poem is like a porcupine.
Small, shy, timid, tame,
lying curled and crumpled in my hand;

then you attack and it
retaliates.
Pencil-strikes sprout like spikes,
bristling grey across the body,
dangerous,
threatening.

It bites a word in half,
another into short,
sharp
fragments;

bleeds red ink across
white paper, leaves a mark,
and then scuttles away.

Koped from Jon

2006-04-04T00:04:00.000+08:00

http://www.friendtest.com/viewquiz.php?account=etsukomiyaki

Hello Panda

2006-04-03T22:54:00.000+08:00

May I proudly present the new addition to my series of snack addictions.

Am also finally growing some real black rings around my eyes.

stfu I wish I worked

2006-04-02T11:23:00.000+08:00

school uniform -- $69
school PE uniforms + house shirt -- $61 (I had to get an overlarge house shirt because they ran out of my size.)
bus fares (per month) -- $27.80
stationery (per month) -- approx. $20
photocopying fees (per week) -- approx. $15
econs textbooks -- approx. $36
history texts -- approx $30
lit texts -- anticipated $100

JC is expensive.

David Goes E-pr0n

2006-04-02T02:03:00.000+08:00

THUS HERALDS THE BEGINNING OF A NEW ERA!!

I am now writing this with my Chinese cousin in the background... Normally this would be so bad if not for the fact that

HE IS TAKING OVER MY BED TONIGHT
otherwise, everything is fine... did i mention that he is 35 and a divorcee?
-- David, exuberant over the prospect of his cousin "taking over his bed tonight".

You can link to David's most scandalous homosexual affairs here, until I get around to linking it on the links page.

**********************************************
Completely Unrelated Links

Singalong!

Link, he come to town!

gah.

2006-03-30T23:04:00.000+08:00

i got 14.5/25 for Paper 8 and 30 for math.

math doesn't bother me quite so bad 'cause MOST PEOPLE FAILED. Like, bloody hell?

I had an argument with my Lit teacher, explaining that I felt that poetry should have been included and that I had never gotten below a 16 for my Unseen before.

T: That's because you've been doing poetry.
M: I did prose, too.
T: Well, you still need exposure to prose. During the A levels, some might be undoable.
M: In a test, we obviously play safe and go for the one we feel most comfortable with.
T: You're a lit student, not a poetry critic.

Damn straight i'm not.

But since the rest of the term is going to be poetry?

I'm frustrated, angry, and furious. Very furious.

Everything short of an A or topping the level is going to be a personal affront. A very personal affront.

Don't you dare think I'm not capable of an A.

(end perfectionistic rant)

Born again... somewhat.

2006-03-29T11:22:00.000+08:00

Krx rjr'p blhbdkuq ku ai alh lipvkaem iu Qiin Zgknex, eun lhg dknuhx ageupvmeua'p qikuq ai aedh vmebh iu Hepahg Pjunex. Ek'th rkwhn zhhmkuqp efija alkp - K rheu, ka'p qghea alea plh nihpu'a leth ai qi iu nkemxpkp eun alea lhg fgialhg'p dknuhx kp birveakfmh... fja ka nihpu'a hun alhgh. Gezahg alh ageupvmeua plh'mm uhhn ai aedh kuohbakiup ackbh e nex, iubh hthgx achmth lijgp iu alh nia, ai hupjgh alea lhg finx nihpu'a ghohba alh uhc dknuhx. Uka'p kupeuh - clea kz alh pajvkn akrkuq bmeplhp ckal eu ekgvmeuh aedh-izz, ig meunkuq? Doplh'p e agethm eqhua pi alea'p e neru ghem biubhgu. Feun kuohbakiup ackbh e nex! Aclea alh lhmm? Qpi rjbl zig alkudkuq uhc dknuhx = vgifmhr pimthn!

Bk'r innmx juuhgthn efija alh bleubh iz lhg nxkuq. Uka'p ghemmx premm eun plh'p junhg alh aiv nibaig eun emm...

Wfja K'r pbeghn. Oalhgh'p ui ghepiu zig rh ai fh... Iuh nheal beph ku alh huakgh mibem lkpaigx iz alh pjgqhgx. Vpjbl e mic bleubh... Fja ka'p alhgh. Nvmheph mha lhg eun lhg fgialhg fh pezh. Kqin neru ka, K'r paghpphn.

If you bothered to read that, it could be because you like cracking codes, or because you're concerned about me. If belonging to solely the former, well, now you know. If belonging to the latter or some combination of the latter and the former, thank you for bothering to spend time figuring me out, literally. The code is so horribly simple I'll be amazed if you fail to break it... Although I confess I added a slight twist to it. There is nothing wrong with the code, but you can't run it through a solver... I checked, myself, just to be sure. :)

A Colossal Joke

2006-03-28T21:10:00.000+08:00

We interrupt this programme to bring you an urgent news report.

A spunky team of six girls from the smallest class in the whole J1 cohort in Meridian Junior College managed to clinch the title of J1 house champion in the tug-of-war event today, with the help of two manly boys, one Yiming and a stranger called John. In fact, when the time came for 06A202 to be pitted against John and Yiming's class in the finals, Yiming graciously consented to defect to the side of the girls and the match was ended within four seconds.

'He's my knight in shining armour,' one of the girls was heard to squeal minutes after the tournament.

The preliminary round started with both John and Yiming on the 06A202 girls team, because they were two people short and there were no boys in the whole class anyway. The opposing team was an equal mix of the sexes and a tough fight for the red ribbon at the centre of the rope ensued, with the round ending when the shorts worn by an unfortunate boy of the opposing team decided to split. Thanks to this timely intervention, the girls progressed to win the day in the final.

On Friday the 06A202 girls and Yiming will go up against the winners of the J2 house tug-of-war tournament (to be held tomorrow). Stay tuned and hopefully you won't hear any more sordid news about this whole sorry business.

This broadcast was brought to you by the Zt Radar.

Worn Out Like Old Sneakers

2006-03-27T20:19:00.000+08:00

I am -dead- tired. Let me explain why, in several steps:

1) Pre-U seminar is sucking the life out of me. I am up until one AM trying to explain to people what they are to do for their research and explaining to them the topic question. I have to organise who does what, when to submit and all those tedious details that require millions of smses, emails and IMs. I have to consolidate the written report. I feel obliged to go through eveyrone's research and offer them feedback (DETAILED). I have to call up people, reply to queries, brainstorm for ideas instantaneously, give explanations, help find resource centres for their research... in short, I am doing the research at the same time as everyone, only that I am doing EVERYONE's research.

2) KI- we're suppose to create a blog each. And read a book on the history of Western philosophy. And answer some questions. I cannot possibly finish the book by this week, not with the amount of work from the pre-u seminar. History test is coming up. I haven't finished my Lit tutorial, my Math tutorial, my Econs tutorial is due tomorrow...

3) I have some gay Science Fiesta in school on Wednesday- it will end late. I have to submit Pre-U seminar's first draft by Wednesday, so tonight and tomorrow will be spent working on it. Thursday I end classes at 5:05pm. Friday I have to go interview some CEO for pre-u seminar. Saturday morning I have to go to NUS for the Chancellor's Challenge Shield, which is a current affairs quiz.

I am not superhuman leh. But it seems that I'm going to be tested for the superhuman-gene all the same through so many gruelling tests. And which goons still want to ask me if I'm running for council?!

On a happier note, I have take screenshots of GW factions character designs. I must say, I was bored. I created the most pretty girls of every class except for necros, and then I decided to do Justice Bao version of an elementalist guy. It looks absolutely hilarious.

On an even happier note, my brother was terribly sweet. He has spoilt me rotten by buying Fire Emblem: Paths of Radiance for gamcube for ME! That's $80.00, for free, just because he knows his sister loves the game. I have a great brother. But now I'm guilty because I still hadn't gotten him his 20th birthday present. Still for his 21st birthday this year, I shall do something great for him.

Pimpage

2006-03-25T23:58:00.000+08:00

Squee my GW Factions character is so hot, even though she got resized by crappy MS Paint! The graphics rock okay. Look upon it and envy, Zhenteng! Imagine it FULL SCREEN. The small purplehair to the bottom left is Simone's elementalist :) The centre character is my main (read: non-Factions) one, though the armour will be upgraded as soon as I can as this is like, newbie gear. Not starting gear but newbie gear nonetheless, and the upgrade is 3 quests away or so I hear.

I must buy Factions now. Stupid preview. Yes it's a preview, which means Etsuko will be GONE on Monday. O woe is me. :( :( And Chuntsen you need better taste! Like, EWWW! Xt's taste rocks. :D

Oh and xt, I've done the dwarven mission series with a nice, obliging meat shield <3 I will now wait patiently and not advance any further before you scream at me over the phone. Again.

TIME telemarketers

2006-03-25T22:08:00.000+08:00

So I finally get down to posting this.

I gave them my particulars while I was at TJ. One fine day, I got a call from TIME, and I spent 10 minues on the phone with that particular telemarketer. There's a long story, but not altogether interesting; suffice to say that after I gave her a quick lecture on the differing political leanings of TIME and Newsweek, she told me to think about it and never got back to me.

At VJ I was accosted by one of these in the canteen, who told me to write down my particulars again - "because [TJ] was some time ago" - so I did. So it shouldn't have surprised me when I received a call from them not too long ago. This happened while I was not at home, so the telemarketer said he would call again at 8 pm.

So when the call came at 8 pm, I didn't pick it up.

Unexpectedly, about a week later, this telemarketer accosted me over the phone when I was in Cheers trying to buy a newspaper. The result was that I paced around Cheers with a newspaper in one hand and a phone in the other, trying not to talk too loudly or appear like a terrorist hatching a terrible terror plot and trying to get the fellow off the phone. Fortunately, he lasted only five minutes, but I daresay that for this reason he could conceivably be more intelligent than the previous telemarketer.

Because I can't remember the entire conversation verbatim (of course I can't) here are a few choice snippets.

"It helps you greatly in your GP!"
Instead of being smart like Kelly and dropping the KI card right at the end, I decided to drop it here and said I didn't take GP.
"But I thought GP was a compulsory subject?"
No, there's this subject called KI that can be used to replace GP.
"Well, so it's like GP, only harder. Therefore you need TIME all the more."

So much for keeping up to date!

"Some schools like IJ and YJ make it compulsory for students to subscribe. If it weren't useful, they wouldn't make it compulsory."
But the point is moot because my school doesn't make it compulsory to subscribe to TIME, so I am exercising my right not to subscribe. I didn't say that, I gave him some throwoff line, but I can't remember what.

When I said that I preferred to source my own information instead of having it delivered in a package with pretty ribbon:
"These other sources, I assume you mean the newspapers and the Internet - they might not be accurate, you see."
It took all the force of my will not to ask why he thought TIME was accurate, but he might well have quoted Obscure Journalism Award #847 back at me, so I told him that I pass my own judgement on any information I come across. To his credit, he stopped his sales pitch at that point and hung up, before I told him that I could pass judgement on TIME as I could on newspapers and the Internet.

On hindsight, I should have just told them, "I subscribe to Newsweek."

(Which I don't, if you didn't get that.)

At laaaaaaast

2006-03-25T19:18:00.000+08:00

School opens on 10 Apr. You have no idea how bored I am in the meanwhile :( :( :(

Seriously! Five month holidays suck!

Rubbish

2006-03-25T16:16:00.000+08:00

YOU'RE
Clownlike, happiest on your hands,
Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,
Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode.
Wrapped up in yourself like a spool,
Trawling your dark, as owls do.
Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
Of July to All Fools' Day,
O high-riser, my little loaf.

Vague as fog and looked for like mail.
Farther off than Australia.
Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn.
Snug as a bud and at home
Like a sprat in a pickle jug.
A creel of eels, all ripples.
Jumpy as a Mexican bean.
Right, like a well-done sum.
A clean slate, with your own face on.

-- Sylvia Plath

Look, I know Plath's stuff isn't exactly straightforward, but there's a whole class full of J1 H2 lit students having to be patiently led around to manually trawl through the whole damn poem, and all this just to find the subject. It's my lecture group, and it's a lamentable MESS. Damn you, high expectations!

I talked too much garbage in History tutorial. Now everyone knows I was from RJ and the teacher wants to see my notes.

On the other hand, all the teachers seem nice and the math ones are good and much better than the one I got in Dat Previous JC. And I'm in PreU Seminar so I expect to work like a draft horse. And I got a really mad and useful idea which would revolutionise the arts scene in MJ but will need funding, peer/teacher support, rigourous advertising and really good prospects for the ordinary member. Which can't be done without the funding.

Stupid limited resources. I thumb my nose at the world.

END OF EXAMS YAY!

2006-03-24T00:58:00.000+08:00

1. I would like to announce that my exams are over.

E.Lit was a dastardly combination of
Paper 8: No poetry. Much hate.
Paper 1: Not much to say there, actually.
Paper 4: NOT ENOUGH TIME. IT'S A FRIGGING POE CONTEXT QUESTION.

Math was killer. If my FMath friends are complaining about how hard it is, I Am So Doomed.

Econs was...surprisingly okay.

2. I celebrated the end of my exams with an Esplanade visit and consequently a visit to Max Brenner's. Yes, Max Brenner's. (Alex, I love your taste.) The fondue rocks.

3. Sarah, my dear wonderful friend, called to ask me if I wanted to go with her to the Esplanade.

"Mysti? You wanna go with me to the Esplanade to check out the library tomorrow?"
"Well...I'm currently -"
"Yes, you're out, right?"
"Yes, well, I'm currently walking happily through the Esplanade -"
"WHAT?"
"Feeling terrifically sated after a fondue at Max Brenner's..."
"You pig. But the library -"
"Oh, and I'm carrying two very nice piano scores too. Fancy that."
"You are so gonna get bashed up tomorrow."
"Seriously though, the fondue's very nice. And er, CP got hold of me first, too. Sorry."
"...You are so dead."

Oooooops.

Heehee.

SC By-election

2006-03-23T22:45:00.000+08:00

XT, if I recall, one of the (ex-)MJ guys we met at Pastamania the other day was one Alex fellow from VS. Well, if I've got the right person, it may interest you to know that during his SC election speech, he went down on his knees.

XT strikes back!

2006-03-22T10:08:00.000+08:00

The Zhenteng has forgotten to mention that I’m her classmate and that I have to put up with the same girls from my PAE CG again. Hence, I am even sadder. At least there are three fairly levelheaded people in the class (self-included, though possible should be excluded). I don’t mind an all-girls class so much, so long as I don’t get any annoying guy classmates like I did in PAE.

Curse me not for addicting you to GW, Kai. It’s your own fault. I find it amusing that even with Chunty helping you out, you can still get owned by Ascalon Charr. And are you still sore that you spent 400g on Silver Dye, when all I did to get one was go out an own a lame little carrior devourer?

Well, too bad.

Still, Karmen has so much time to game that her necro/mes is ahead of me by several quests and a mission. Since classes end at 2.30pm today, I shall charge home straight after school and pwn more low-level mobs until I catch up with Kai. And not to forget the Sultana biscuits which I tried to describe to my mom yesterday.

“They’re rectangular, quite flat, with sugar and sultanas in them, and quite hard.” My mom looked at me in askance. “My dear,” she said mildly. “I get it. Sultana biscuits.”

Another excerpt from the GW saga:

Bellaris Redbird looked at the screen with a mounting sense of horror. Was it her imagination? Or was it…

“Say hi to him please?” asked Daelinn.

“WOMAN!” Bellaris typed, amusement and terror evident in her tone in equal measure. “You’ve GOT to be kidding me.”

Daelinn’s silence did not ensue for long. “Please?” She asked.

The unspoken words hung in the air like a baby hamster suspended by an imaginary hand over the head of a half-crazed animal lover (who will go KAWAII), boding ill. We’re both going to regret this, it seemed to say.

End of Except.

Time to run away, now.

Before the Crack of Dawn

2006-03-21T17:08:00.000+08:00

And I was having such a NICE DREAM. I can't remember much of it any more, but I do know it involved my mother having invented groundbreaking soups of fantastic quality using various varieties of Campbell's powderstuffs and watermelon juice.

Oh, and I saw my first cockroach in the MJ campus today. It was small and scared and it jumped around so much it sort of overturned and couldn't right itself for a long time. I just didn't have the heart to step on it like I would usually.

Why is JC so expensive? I ran out of money buying photocopied materials, economics textbooks and lunch. (Lunch was possibly the most expensive of all three of them.) And I still need to somehow obtain PE shirts.

Anyway. By a sheer twist of fate, my itchy-fingered mother hasn't discovered my old Amath notes yet, and so I am partially saved. I'd better hide them for future reference in case she suddenly feels the need to trash them too.

And all my history notes? All my english notes? All my beautiful, hand-calligraphed, lovingly illustrated Bio notes? GONE.

That was two weeks ago and it still hurts like a bloody flagpole of a stake driven through the soft bits. Yes, blame me for whining, and you deserve to lose everything you've ever worked hard for or were proud of for ever.

On a more morbid note, my new class has the least number of students in the entire cohort and is appallingly lively. Better yet, they are ALL GIRLS.

Note the timestamp.

2006-03-20T07:37:00.000+08:00

No, I did not rush to blog this. No, I did not use an alarm clock. Yes, I am off to play Guild Wars right now. Curse you xt for addicting me.

Blinking advertisements.

2006-03-19T14:29:00.000+08:00

I saw this pasted across the window of a crowded MRT train some time ago. It made me laugh so much that people started inching away in terror. Of course, after I'd copied it down, I completely forgot about and it was left lying desolately in my planner.

Paper Is A Rare Sight At Our Campus

REPUBLIC POLYTECHNIC
'It's radically different @ Republic Polytechnic'

Instead of using textbooks and paper, our students use laptop computers in their studies. Because textbooks get outdated and paper is becoming obsolete in this information age.

WE WILL BE AT 9 WOODLANDS AVE FROM MARCH 2006

8-bit Cosplay List

2006-03-17T23:52:00.000+08:00

Light Warriors:

Fighter: DH
Thief: Regan
Black Mage: Wynne
Red Mage: Ets

Dark Warriors:

Garland: David
Vilbert von Vampire: TK?
Bikke: [open]
Prince Drizz'l: Darren

Other Warriors:
Generic Half-Elven Dual Class Ranger: [open]
Berserker: Y-lynn
Cleric: [open]
Rogue: Wirbelwind

Others:

White Mage: Myst
Onion Kid: Eleanor
Evil Princess Sara: Simone
Black Belt: Derrick
Akbar: [open]

hint, hint. lol.

also, for references to 8-bit

http://www.nuklearpower.com -- the actual webcomic! which, in case you haven't noticed, is already on the links section here.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Characters_of_8-Bit_Theater -- background info on the characters and a full list. Any characters not on this list that you might want to cosplay, tell us! XD

Weapons Galore

2006-03-16T14:57:00.000+08:00

What can you say, when somebody on the other side of the world has more Asian-oriented stuff than you do?

STOP SMIRKING. That's all I could say when someone showed off
1) 3 Katanas that would put Derrick's to shame,
2) Tons of simply bejeweled and medieval-ish gamer's-collection-kind switchblades,
3) A beautiful, archaic double-bladed butterfly switchblade (rotatable blade),
4) Boot knives,
5) At least one beautiful, beautiful sword with a gorgeous hilt, AND
6) A fire-design DDR mat to you.

Not inclusive of the tons of computer games, console games and other LotR and game-based regalia that he owns. (I see a number of dropped jaws, including Kai's.) Yes, I'm not talking about photos. I'm talking about seeing all that stuff over a webcam, hence proven that it's not fake.

And by the way... every single blade I saw was sharp enough to kill with.

I bet Kai won't be able to resist the DDR mat. It's this amazing flame design in orange, white and black, and the arrows look cooler than anything. And that show-off (show-off he is, couldn't stop smirking) was twirling the knives fast enough that I thought he might slice all his fingers off.

... Plus this is one goon smart enough to go to MIT. At. 16.

*SWEARS* Well, time to stop sulking, I suppose.

BUT MAN!

PS: Forgot to mention this: Was offered a katana for free!!! Hahaha. Refused it, of course. But I would have wanted it if he had Anduril or Hadafang. Or maybe Legolas' twin blades. Sigh.

downtown (not quite east)

2006-03-15T21:26:00.000+08:00

There is hardly any DoA left in X Square these holidays. Most have probably been rented away, leaving the store with less DoA discs than I can count on three fingers. As they currently were out of the disc on hand, Kelly, Cheryl, CT and I walked around (most of) the whole damn area and I only saw two boys, most definitely pre-growth-spurt, with one of the game discs. (Playing worse than even button-spammer me, HA HA HA uh never mind)

On a happier note, I have found my Red Mage(/Wizard?) fedora, albeit not as wide-brimmed but at least it was forty dollars. The good wide-brimmed ones online are about a hundred or so USD, and even so they're a sleek black and not a loud red. All I need now is the ostentatiously big white feather. Failing Spotlight and Art Friend, I might have to make a trip to Jurong BirdPark and appeal pitifully to every birdkeeper I meet.

I have to part-time for the next two days, if only to foot my transport fees and food for the March holidays so far. It's been hideously expensive, what with Saturday's Serangoon-Expo-Orchard-Bugis-Dhoby Ghaut-Serangoon and other such messy schedules COUPLED WITH ADULT FARE.

(And my $60 beautiful hardcover 2005 edition Scrabble dictionary)
(And the $40 hat)
(And mealtimes)

My point exactly.

In other random news I now have the $$ option to (part-time) model.

rant.

2006-03-12T22:03:00.000+08:00

so recently it just occurred to me that in two to three months time, i will be standing down from my cca and handing over the role of secretary to someone else.

that's not a very long time at all. i've loved being in college publications: it means i get to write, edit, etc, and being on the Exco was, and still is, a surprise and honour for me.

but you know, damned if i'm not glad to step down and hand the reins over to someone else, and pray that the nextExco won't have the same hell-broth of trouble that my batch did. I really am fond of most of the members. i get along with most of them, and most of them have at least a semi-decent sense of humour. Albeit twisted, but eh, that's not a big deal, is it.

What kind of crap can an exco possibly go through? First, our prez leaves.

She's entitled to her own life; fair enough if she withdraws from school. None of us blame her for it, but well. Then the politicking starts; and most of us don't want to leave our posts.

Except for Mr. "Subtle"-Politicker-Who-Is-Actually-A-Jerk.

He has no responsibility, no honour (I loathe people who use their friends as an excuse for their mistakes: friends aren't there to take the blame), too much of an ego, and nitpicks at people he doesn't like. He toadies up to people who can give him the power, and if anyone else takes him to task and doesn't give him the respect he thinks he deserves, he gives that person hell.

This is, unfortunately, coupled with inverse-leadership characteristics.

He's got charisma. Intelligence. Rhetoric.

And he uses it all the wrong way.

Apologising for all the wrongs you've done me doesn't make you free to do it again. Apologising for all the wrongs you've done everyone else doesn't mean that we automatically forgive you for it, especially not if you do it again and again and again and again.

And leadership, which is something he really doesn't have, is earned through respect. Not by giving orders and expecting everything else to jump to them. You aren't the guy who gets to slack, you're the guy who has to work the hardest because you're in charge. Nobody's saying you gotta be better than everyone else but you had better try the hardest, damnit!

Not skip out on something you started, leaving us scrambling to hold the fort for you and then come back expecting us to smile and give way to you.

Over my dead body.

You do not expect me to sink in months of sweat and blood and sleepless nights and tears and then wonder why I am so bloody upset if we have to cancel it. You didn't put in any damn effort for anything we did.

I don't see why we should consider you in the Exco. You didn't do anything. You don't have the right to bark orders at me and I am not going to listen to you. So you don't like me. Fine.
It's mutual.

This is why I will be so glad to step down when everything is over. I have a totally different value system than a certain person, and regardless of what he thinks, I stick to it. I put in effort because I don't expect anyone else to put in effort if I cannot be bothered. I put in effort because it means something to me besides another nice shiny mark on my portfolio.

That is why I get credit.

You don't deserve any.

End rant.

On another note, just finished Neverwinter Nights: Hordes of the Underdark again. Am craving RP. Stress makes me want to RP more I think because I need to find ways to destress.

I'm also hoping more people join the CCA. XD

[HINT.]

2006-03-11T00:37:00.000+08:00

Rank
Name
Score
1
Chee Soon Juan
67534
2
Dar Ren
18710
3
Quek Kai Xin
18480

http://fbu.snazza.com/hscore.php?game=1

*currently very amused mysti

Pearls of Wisdom (warning: RANT)

2006-03-10T23:39:00.000+08:00

My father says that when you tell him 'Whatever you say', even if quite agreeably, you are either
1. impatient, or
2. rude, or
3. you look down on him.

Of course all of these are not true.

Also, that if you aren't smiling, you are pining dreadfully after your former JC and desperately need to talk about it despite repeated and extremely irritated attempts to stop the thoughtless nattering. This debate can go three ways from here.

1: That you are relentlessly bottling it up and need to have it squashed out of you like a helpless watermelon off the spike of the Empire State Building, or
2: That you are dangerously nonconformist and require immediate correction, or
3: That you are an extremely agitated and undesirable individual (explained from the irritability) dearly in need of character reformation.

All of which inevitably lead to 4: that you need an extended pep talk. Or, if the situation demands it, a good shouting at, or -- even better -- the threat of impending violence!

And that when you stop talking and just listen, he threatens to get angry again and accuses you of giving up on talking to him and humouring him which, of course, wasn't true either.

If he wants to impose his views, he wants you to SMILE as if you enjoy having your identity being imposed on. And the thing is that he is probably so used to imposing his views that he has no idea how to make proper conversation. And now he wants to know 'why I don't like to talk to him'. I can stand a grumpy boss because at least I'm not morally obliged to smile at him.

I HATE being forced to wear a mad smile.

By the way, this is at least two weeks after my mother begged me to stay home on all my weekends, for obvious reasons. I may or may not decide to. I think if I had been born in somewhere like Maoist China I'd have been dead before I reached puberty.

When you're four years old you ask for a Lego set. When you're ten years old you ask for a book. You have a slim but reasonable chance of getting these things. But when you're a bit older and you ask for your own life, you'll probably have to fight for it, tooth and nail.

Sleep deprivation

2006-03-08T22:15:00.000+08:00

All right, I'm going to be taking on a huge load of crap in the next 20 months or so. Officially, my combination is KALTH, which is not unlike the trendy subject combination abbreviations. I want to take at least one H3, though I rather doubt I'll get offered both H3s (in which case I'll have to drop Math, but no loss there).

I doubt I'll leave school before the sun sets for a long, long time.

Second intake is rather miserable. The makeup lecture schedule is horrible, and it goes on for six weeks! An hour after school every day for six weeks! Thankfully I take neither Bio nor Econs, and I take H1 Math, so I have Thursday off and probably Friday as well.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

2006-03-08T19:57:00.000+08:00

Durian, o durian. I know some people don't like you, but that's all right. I don't like Roquefort or cigarettes either, but I'd at least make some kind of ranking if only I could decide which smells worse. A noseful of blue cheese can probably make me hallucinate better than a shipment of opium.

Ets will probably retaliate with a moralising lecture on the evils of durian after this post, and while I do agree that durian is evil, I'd rather die scarfing durian than oatmeal gunk.

Which reminds me that I'd better stop eating lunch if I ever want to see my waistline again. For people who groan when they read this, I challenge them to go a Supersize Me.

!)#_$@

2006-03-07T12:31:00.000+08:00

I tried to make an actual header, and for that I would need the google font - Catull. But the $!@*_ font is worth a hundred US, so, naturally, I went here, copied the image into MS Paint and manually placed letter by letter next to each other.

Now I realise I will need to SOMEHOW use gradient and shadow without having a font, and it's bloody painstaking to shadow - I checked the pixellated version and it's really like wtf. Really.

So now I have a pretty MONOCHROME graphic, that I can't be bothered to colour because the original font uses three levels of greys that I would have to find the substitute tone per colour for and then colour them in individually, and it would lose the shadow effect anyway.

Meh.

omfg yes

2006-03-06T00:14:00.000+08:00

http://www.cosworx.com/product.php?productid=25743&cat=2430&page=3

170cm + 7.5in (19.1cm) = 189.1cm

omfg yes.

GARRRRRAGH

2006-03-05T18:09:00.000+08:00

If there has ever been a person who seems specially Created to drive up my blood pressure to vein-bursting altitudes, it is going to have to be my mother.
I swear, one day I will murder a traffic light if this goes on. And on and on and on and on and on.

Not quite as blasphemous and foul as what I complained to Myst about.

"Gerard Is"...

2006-03-05T01:21:00.000+08:00

I had to post this.

1. Gerard is known for many miracles, including causing a statue of the child Jesus to fish a lost key from a well.
2. Gerard is pedophile who has AIDS.
3. a woman who had become pregnant had accused Gerard of being the father.
4. Gerard is real Bodhisattva. He cares for everyone; he always thinks about others.
5. Gerard is the Hottest!!!
6. gerard is not gay gerard is soooooo not gay
7. Gerard is widely collected and exhibited in Europe as well as the US.
8. Life in school goes from bad to worse and Gerard is expelled.
9. GERARD IS MY GOD
10. Martin tells Merlin that Gerard is magically protected.
11. gerard is so sexy and sweaty from the night before with...me.
12. Saint Gerard is the Patron Saint of Pregnant Women.

Also, I realised recently that I got AABBCCDD for my Os. Yeah, it took me that long. Maybe because it wasn't printed that way...

re: "[your name] is"

2006-03-04T21:07:00.000+08:00

1. Myst is Life.
2. Even though Myst is six or so years old as I write...
3. Myst is an immersive experience that draws you in and won't let you go.
4."Myst" is rated Kids to Adults, for Animated Violence.
5.Myst is so brilliant.
6.Myst is about losing yourself in another place, allowing it to become your world, ...
7. Mysti is trying to come to terms with the fact she's actually half human.
8.Mysti is not your average woman.
9. However, if Myst is so great, how come we don't see any Myst clones?
10. Myst is: lovely, creepy, emotional, tense, silent, dark, ground-breaking, unsurpassed so far.

the wonderful thing about sharing your nick with the title of a famous computer game series is that you get all this glowing stuff.

No, it is not based off said computer game series. It's been asked about a gazillion times ><

The funny things about MJ-KI students...

2006-03-04T19:55:00.000+08:00

Q: How do you know when you need to read and learn more new words?
A: When you don't know how to pronounce "protoplasm" and instead, you say "prontonsplam".

Q: How do you know when you've been taking KI for too long?
A: When instead of saying "protoplasm", you say "platoplasm".

Q: When do you need to get a new set of hearing aid?
A: When you hear "mental comission" instead of "metacognition".

Yes, things like that really happen.
-

Sometimes, I really really hate my Mac.

But right now, I hate my projectmates more. What is a group project when there is only one person doing all the work? Yes, I know this situation is not unique, but you're a JC student for heaven's sake. And if you want to stay in the pre-u seminar and not botch it all up, then please DO YOUR PART. But, no, everybody just wants to be a presenter, don't they?

Grrr. Orientation is next week, am looking forward to it and looking forward to misdirecting all the 2nd intake students. Hahaha. I am EVIL. Believe it. Anyway, I don't have to take the KI test all over again. Sad thing is my class of five will probably have to grow bigger (maybe ten?) so we won't be able to talk as much crap as we usually do.

I will miss the first two months.

To quote Mr. Cheong (my marvellously weird KI teacher): You're a prisoner of the cave. Get used to it.

This is SO FUN

2006-03-04T01:00:00.000+08:00

In the google searchbox, type "[your name] is", and hit the Search button.

1. Karmen is called, "She who wreaks havoc"
2. Karmen is irresistible
3. KARMEN is less sensitive in this channel, because the cross section for the detection of electron neutrinos is much lower than for electron anti-neutrinos.
4. Karmen is definitely memorable.
5. Karmen is cast as a sexual maverick
6. Karmen is imprisoned in a women’s penitentiary
7. Karmen is very sure of her sexual appeal.
8. Karmen is the first full-length feature by Mr Ramaka
9. Karmen is an outlaw queen who has us completely in her thrall.
10. Karmen is a role model for students at CMC, she maintains a 4.0 GPA.

Of cutoff points and turnover rates

2006-03-04T00:22:00.000+08:00

So let us now try to make some sense of all the data we have.

(Gee, I haven't lost that INTP edge yet.)

VJ's and NJ's cutoffs are both partial 6 for Arts and partial 5 for Science.

The TJ Science cutoff is partial 7.

The RJ Science cutoff, presumably, is partial 3.

As for turnover rates - the TJ turnover rate is about 27%, which is about 200 to 210 people, and the NJ turnover rate is about 35%, with about 150 people leaving.

Horrendous turnover rates this year.

Any more info on turnover rates and cutoff points is much appreciated.

Ets the Psycho(logist) (in-training)

2006-03-03T12:13:00.000+08:00

So I called the private school at Prinsep and they said that their diploma was recognised in Singapore (MOE gave it the OK), and has direct links to a university in Australia and less direct ones to universities in the UK.

The foundation course costs 2k and will take half a year starting from April, whilst the diploma course costs 6k and will take a year starting from March. Sounds fishy and short. Which means Ets will have to mug a lot. Oh no. :(

But on the other hand - amazingly - this will mean that I will end around the same time as JC. o_o So xt and I will happily troop off together to the ASS FACULTY, where the Savage and the Mrazek are waiting in ambush for us with the KNOWLEDGE OF THE SEA AND GEOGRAPHY. AAAAAAA

Ah well. At least there's the wonderful coffee club :) Much thanks to the people who psyched me out of RP, of sorts. I don't care about its reputation, but the fact that its diploma isn't recognised was very, very, scary. Thanks a lot! :) :)

So, if you've the time, check the school's site and let me know what you think. :P Also, I think I shall start collecting econs notes. For fun and out of interest :)

O.o INTJ= Dictator material???

2006-03-03T11:34:00.000+08:00

Karmen and I seem to be quite... opposite from each other. Haha. That much has always been obvious, I guess.

Seeing as how I am INTJ I can safely say that I would make a good dictator/ English professor/ librarian/ bookshop owner/ book editor (why not the writer, damn it?)/ and a lot of weird engineering stuff and aerospace crap. I would make a BAD wedding planner/ hair stylist etc. No surprises there.

I am type 5 under the Enneagram-whatever-you-call-it. Meaning, I am a LONER!!! Hahaha. Actually the MBTI tests are also quite accurate. I checked with the general traits of INTJ and I fall into the category for sure. Maybe I should join politics then brutally fight my way to top before become the dictator of our tiny country. Muahahaha.

JAE Posting

2006-03-03T07:24:00.000+08:00

Results are out, if any of you noticed:

https://www.psi.gov.sg/NASApp/tmf/TMFServlet?app=MOE-EI-RESULTRELEASE&Reload=true&isNew=true

Go grab your posting before it gets flooded!

Quiz Result Spam!

2006-03-03T02:34:00.000+08:00

Extroverted (E) 67.5% Introverted (I) 32.5%Intuitive (N) 75% Sensing (S) 25%Thinking (T) 50% Feeling (F) 50%Perceiving (P) 67.57% Judging (J) 32.43%

ENFP - "Journalist". Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population.

Take Free Jung Personality Test
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Oh no, I'm not an INFP any more! :(

Enneagram Test Results

Type 1	Perfectionism	40%
Type 2	Helpfulness	78%
Type 3	Image Focus	89%
Type 4	Hypersensitivity	24%
Type 5	Detachment	34%
Type 6	Anxiety	42%
Type 7	Adventurousness	88%
Type 8	Aggressiveness	57%
Type 9	Calmness	77%

Your main type is 3
Your variant is sexual

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type score type behavior motivation
3 62 I must be impressive and attractive to be happy.
7 62 I must be high and entertained to be happy.
2 55 I must be helpful and caring to be happy.
9 54 I must be peaceful and easy to get along with to be happy.
8 40 I must be strong and in control to be happy.
6 29 I must be secure and safe to be happy.
1 28 I must be perfect and good to be happy.
5 24 I must be knowledgable and independent to be happy.
4 17 I must avoid painful feelings to be happy.

Heh, I guess.

Main Type	Overall Self

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GAH!

2006-03-01T14:20:00.000+08:00

"You know it's harder to score in Arts subjects right? What do you plan to do in university?"
"CCA is not so important in JC."

FUCK OFF. I'll bloody well do what I like! I'm the one in the damned system and I'm the one who knows how to wreck it. And come out alive, if that counts for anything.

This is your cue to post about how various oppressive forces do not want you to study Arts or wish you you spend all your damned time studying the sciences and think you spend too much time on CCA and that anything that doesn't increase your A Level scores is a fucking waste of time.

</rant>

Going underground

2006-03-01T00:28:00.000+08:00

For reasons I cannot yet disclose, I will be almost incommunicado until Thursday evening, or maybe up till Friday afternoon. If you're lucky, you can catch me taking a walk in Woodlands or Jurong.

CP Coolie Duty

2006-02-28T22:15:00.000+08:00

I love my CP teachers. I really, really do. See, today we were put to the sheer backbreaking task of Shifting 680 School Annuals Up To The Hall.

So I went to report at 3.45 and we started loading two trolleys with 10-packs of school annuals.

Me: If I - *shift load* pass my inclined pull ups - *shift load* with flying colours *shift load* this year, I know why.

Miss Yong: *starts laughing*

Well, so then our two enthu male teachers came up. I would like to quote.

"Why didn't you call us earlier? This kind of brainless work - don't need to think - I'll gladly do it!"

And we had to push those trolleys up a ramp to the hall.

They took a trolley each and raced each other up the ramp.

Then we had to load the second stack into a neat pile in the hall; er, unload them off the trolleys.

Miss Yong: When we signed up for teaching nobody ever told us we had to do this.
Me: When we signed up for CP, Miss Yong, none of you teachers told us we had to do this too!
Miss Yong: You can't blame us for that, we joined the same time you did!
[laughter]
Jannah: So, Miss Yong, I hope this gets reflected on our testimonials?
Miss Yong: Oh, of course! "Provided vital help in managing and transporting school annuals" sound good enough?
Me: *grinning* and it'll look good on my PE record when i pass well, of course.
Miss Yong: If you really want that, I can probably add 'physically fit and able.'

On another note.

Lit and GP are depressing.

GP: War. Gulf War. Cold War. World War I. World War II. Insert-Name-Here War.
Lit: Modernism and the Two World Wars.
Lit Assignment: group project on the poem A Girl of Nagasaki, which is poignantly written and my kind of unseen poem because it is OMG SO OPEN TO INTERPRETATION. Analysis love.

Lit teacher: ...I would like to warn you at the outset that A Girl of Nagasaki is after all the more challenging poem -
My groupmate: So which do you want to do? Let's take a vote -
Me: *instantly* A Girl of Nagasaki.

I'm mad.

Procrastinate Later

Rez spell in progress....

Gloabal Warming

Non-Computer Gamers Do Not Read

Eh? Oh, it's just me.

Don't Say The "E" Word -

Breakfast, anyone?

Promoted

Rhetoric

Promos

Getting a tired arm to work again

Engrish, because.

The Annotation

Life's Not Worth Living? Wait Till There's A Strong Wind Please.

Remembering My Grandmother

An Ordinary Miracle

World Without Rangers

Some P5 Kids Could Be More Mature Than You!

Bored. Reeeally.

sometimes I'm ashamed to be Singaporean

Petals Round The Rose

SIEGE TURTLES.

Shall I? Shall I?

Ageing Gracefully

And I thought I had it boring

Update-ness II!

Damn, stop expounding already

Because.

I escaped from the Dungeon of Qing!

Amoeba

Ruination

Update-ness.

Revelations

Plug.

CTs are

Logic!

CTs

Blasted exams

Hooper Was An Artist

*The World Is Coursing Towards Certain Hell*

I can't stop drawing

yay choreography!

It's a small world after all

WHEEEE

PreU Sem is over!

The Life of a TSD student

when arts and science meet

busy busy busy

courtesy of grace.

Politically incorrect remark here.

Genuine Entertainment Experience

^^

A solution!

metaphysical poetry

I love you, O Computer. Let me feed your E-Drive.

The Weekend of Creatures with Long Ears and a Tufty Tail

Finally! Fancy Footwear that FITS

the poem-porcupine

Koped from Jon

Hello Panda

stfu I wish I worked

David Goes E-pr0n

gah.

Born again... somewhat.

A Colossal Joke

Worn Out Like Old Sneakers

Pimpage

TIME telemarketers

At laaaaaaast

Rubbish

END OF EXAMS YAY!

SC By-election

XT strikes back!

Before the Crack of Dawn

Note the timestamp.

Blinking advertisements.

8-bit Cosplay List

Weapons Galore

downtown (not quite east)

rant.

The World Is Coursing Towards Certain Hell