I once saw this corny phrase that goes "Friendship is the best ship ever!". I banished that notion to the back of my mind, wondering how did the creative process of creating word play occur to someone in such a retarded way.
Just yesterday, I had one undescribable conversation with a certain XYZ. Undescribable because you can't call it weird, and it is not funny either. Tough call, yes?
"XYZ says:
eh can you promise me something really stupid?
<_hj_> 尤其是数学，剑圣一级跳劈砍出来的数字都比他考的分数要高。 says:
?
<_hj_> 尤其是数学，剑圣一级跳劈砍出来的数字都比他考的分数要高。 says:
*crosses fingers*
XYZ says:
can we still be friendly and be friends after graduating
XYZ says:cos i realized i dont have many friends "
Whoa. I was shell-shocked. I don't get to answer these kind of questions everyday, in fact the last time I had to make the same promise, it was exactly a year ago to EFG, but under totally different circumstances.
XYZ is stranded in a peculiar situation. While not being totally inward like a sponge, he (yes, go guess who) keeps a low profile not to the point of being invisible, but merely transforming, over time, into the many other billions of MSN contacts you have (obviously the ones you don't talk to). Honestly, nobody corresponds religiously to more than half of their known contacts via handphone or MSN for one main reason - the value of the friendship has dipped below that of stock markets worldwide on last Tuesday. However, XYZ's situation was a little more unique. He decided to hop on the highway without knowing that he had paid a price (whether it's going to cost, that's another issue). In exchange for a different brand of education, he forgoes two good years that could have possibly been used to establish deeper friendships back in secondary school - something I'll never experience and am glad that I didn't. On top of that, The system ensures that you'l make just as many friends as you're prepared to lose - ever changing classes due to banding and subject choices. Do the math and you'll get an answer as certain as your $180+ graphic calculator can tell you: inevitably, the ground beneath you is shifting.
What does that really imply? Anyone who goes through such a system will be carried away by the high tide (any surfer's favourite), unless they dig their anchors in hard. If you don't talk to a certain someone on your msn contact list for a year, P(the 2 of you talking again) would be lower than that of P(me getting my forehand drive right). NOTHING, escapes the flow of time. When everyone withers and ends up looking like willow trees, what's going to be the most important asset they're left with? CPF? Medishield/care/save? Or some landed property overseas? Nope, none of the above. It's memories. It's memories that will bring that smile to your face before you leave this horrid world and your woes behind (provided you die a natural death).
When's the last time you've done something about the people around you? Are they mobile fixtures in your everyday life? If only the label "Under Maintenance" can be applied to something so abstract. I'm beginning to FULLY appreciate the efforts of a Sec 4 classmate of mine who, organized a dozen LAN parties, held Christmas parties, and birthday parties for our class even though he's not one bit rich. In fact, he's a simple guy whose parents divorced during Sec 1. With the support of his mother and the nice guy in heaven, he ends up treasuring things money can't buy much more than I do. I never understood the fuss involved when he buys a birthday gift for someone. I realise now (albeit not too late, I hope) that I'm just a little better off than a bankrupt who's done paying off his IOUs a few years back. Life blazes so brilliantly only because it dies out, far quicker than we want it to.
Let's brainstorm for solutions as to what you can do to renew your friendship license. Will buying the cutest teddybear for that person's birthday do the trick? How about going all fiery with "I LUV YOU XOXO" to show some love? Maybe we ought to send out more of those "Merry Xmas To Everyone! Wish you all a ..." kind of messages to everyone on our contact list, that might work. No of course not, I delete those within 2 seconds of reading the first line >=)
The world may mean nuts to you, but you may mean the world* (degree may vary =D) to someone. Let's just do our little part by personally engaging those around us (obviously those that matter the most), a small step at a time. Smile stupidly at someone if you have to, but only if you're trying to make that person smile back. Go out together for some FUN-FILLED activity instead of mugging together that results either in productivity or a stoning session. And so much more... (I'm uncreative, shoot me).
In case any of you were wondering, I replied "yes" to XYZ's question. I tried to come up with a LOL kind of condition that is meant as a joke, but gave up in the end simply because my brain was blitzed furiously by neurons that went "WZDZDSFGXfxaxxDZ" instead of a logical idea. Yeah ,stop laughing at me. Just wait till you're asked the same question.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
4Kings
I just had to blog about this. And this isn't an emo post.
I guess I should have seen this coming. Three of the kings left already - FoV because he could postpone his army service and obtain cheap affordable living in mid 2006 to wNv; Creo who stopped playing because he wanted to commit himself to studies in university, but not without winning the most prestigious award with fireworks; ToD left because apparently the team management did not renew his contract for whatever reasons. So there's just one king left.
It's like a weird dream. I doubt the thought of Mancher United closing down would ever occur to their fans, ever. Same here as was 4kings to me. The brand was a trademark, it is synonymous with the game itself, such that when you mention 4Kings, anyone will tell you about the wc3 team (not that I disrespect the other gaming divisions in 4K).
(Back in 2003) The first member was 4K.Tillerman who was a legend, but he had quitted just so that he can go do poker instead. Then there was Kiko,Bond and Kaj who I didn't get to take much notice of. I know LaWn and FuRy was some sick 2 on 2, but thats as far back as I went in 2003 - as my stupid computer lagged the nuts out of me so did my interest in the game. I didn't even know that FoV and Zacard were Koreans, but luckily I know that both ToD and FoV were in 4K.
When I finally had a new ram chip stuffed into the CPU, the first thing I did was scout for replays, and I ended up at the WC3L (most prestigious league) webpage. The first thing I did was to look out for 4Kings, and there they are at the very top during season 8. They were either first or second place ever since, falling to third only once all the way till mid of 2007.
I remember clicking the refresh button a dozen times every minute to wait for updates on the scores during their clan wars, hoping that they'll make it through. I'll feel all high and triumphant when they do 5-0 or a 4-1 over the opposition, or simply any one of them doing an all kill in NGL. I remember feeling SIAN whenever they've lost a clan war so narrowly, but praying ever so fervently whenever anyone of the players was at 1-1. I remember how the team won the WC3L Season 9 finals using only 3 members - ToD, Grubby and Zeus, coming up from the loser bracket and winning 3-2, then 4-1, while they had to forfeit a point every match. I was jumping up and down then, hugging my monitor and cheering to bits ^^
The last few months were a little painful to look at, knowing that they're only a shade of their former selves with those 3 major players gone. There's no 4Kings to look at no more, ever. I'll never get to see the tag 4K in front of their names again in international competitions. There's no reason left to stay up and spam the refresh button hoping that my favourite team will pull through.
It was fun watching them play. The only upside is that the players didn't vanish, they're just in different teams for now. That's good enough a reason for me to continue supporting them.
I'll always be a fan of you guys.GOODLUCK.
I guess I should have seen this coming. Three of the kings left already - FoV because he could postpone his army service and obtain cheap affordable living in mid 2006 to wNv; Creo who stopped playing because he wanted to commit himself to studies in university, but not without winning the most prestigious award with fireworks; ToD left because apparently the team management did not renew his contract for whatever reasons. So there's just one king left.
It's like a weird dream. I doubt the thought of Mancher United closing down would ever occur to their fans, ever. Same here as was 4kings to me. The brand was a trademark, it is synonymous with the game itself, such that when you mention 4Kings, anyone will tell you about the wc3 team (not that I disrespect the other gaming divisions in 4K).
(Back in 2003) The first member was 4K.Tillerman who was a legend, but he had quitted just so that he can go do poker instead. Then there was Kiko,Bond and Kaj who I didn't get to take much notice of. I know LaWn and FuRy was some sick 2 on 2, but thats as far back as I went in 2003 - as my stupid computer lagged the nuts out of me so did my interest in the game. I didn't even know that FoV and Zacard were Koreans, but luckily I know that both ToD and FoV were in 4K.
When I finally had a new ram chip stuffed into the CPU, the first thing I did was scout for replays, and I ended up at the WC3L (most prestigious league) webpage. The first thing I did was to look out for 4Kings, and there they are at the very top during season 8. They were either first or second place ever since, falling to third only once all the way till mid of 2007.
I remember clicking the refresh button a dozen times every minute to wait for updates on the scores during their clan wars, hoping that they'll make it through. I'll feel all high and triumphant when they do 5-0 or a 4-1 over the opposition, or simply any one of them doing an all kill in NGL. I remember feeling SIAN whenever they've lost a clan war so narrowly, but praying ever so fervently whenever anyone of the players was at 1-1. I remember how the team won the WC3L Season 9 finals using only 3 members - ToD, Grubby and Zeus, coming up from the loser bracket and winning 3-2, then 4-1, while they had to forfeit a point every match. I was jumping up and down then, hugging my monitor and cheering to bits ^^
The last few months were a little painful to look at, knowing that they're only a shade of their former selves with those 3 major players gone. There's no 4Kings to look at no more, ever. I'll never get to see the tag 4K in front of their names again in international competitions. There's no reason left to stay up and spam the refresh button hoping that my favourite team will pull through.
It was fun watching them play. The only upside is that the players didn't vanish, they're just in different teams for now. That's good enough a reason for me to continue supporting them.
I'll always be a fan of you guys.GOODLUCK.
Friday, January 18, 2008
HORROR
Is for sale. It's priced so cheap that even the Great Singapore Sale would pale in comparison when it comes to volume of goods sold, which in this case is, as you can guess, sheer horror.
Everyone knows that fear is a primal instinct, and it overrides all primary functions, circuitry or wiring in your brain. When it does kick in, rationale decision making gets chucked into the bin, and then you will speculate of spectacularly terrifying castastrophes occuring so frequently you can't tell midnight from day.
We all know who's the biggest exporter of this wonderful product. They label countries that are perceived as threatening to be the "axis of evil" more persistently than the MDA sticking "EXPLICIT CONTENT" labels onto explosive albums. Murder grabs their headlines so effortlessly, that by the time a convict is proven innocent, he ends being on the 6th page instead. If that isn't persuasive enough, they can always flash the red light on air travel a little more often. Oh my. When was the last time the only thing worth worrying about was nukes flying all over? 30 years ago, right.
The dangers we all face are no less real than what's being reported, yet the ones in control love to spin tales longer than their noses. The power of fear lies in the fact that it is so contagious, so viral that the masses would be thumping the same beat eventually. It grips us tighter than those conditions of them impoverished people.
I have been infected too. A levels is so terrifying that I'm actually studying. Right.
Everyone knows that fear is a primal instinct, and it overrides all primary functions, circuitry or wiring in your brain. When it does kick in, rationale decision making gets chucked into the bin, and then you will speculate of spectacularly terrifying castastrophes occuring so frequently you can't tell midnight from day.
We all know who's the biggest exporter of this wonderful product. They label countries that are perceived as threatening to be the "axis of evil" more persistently than the MDA sticking "EXPLICIT CONTENT" labels onto explosive albums. Murder grabs their headlines so effortlessly, that by the time a convict is proven innocent, he ends being on the 6th page instead. If that isn't persuasive enough, they can always flash the red light on air travel a little more often. Oh my. When was the last time the only thing worth worrying about was nukes flying all over? 30 years ago, right.
The dangers we all face are no less real than what's being reported, yet the ones in control love to spin tales longer than their noses. The power of fear lies in the fact that it is so contagious, so viral that the masses would be thumping the same beat eventually. It grips us tighter than those conditions of them impoverished people.
I have been infected too. A levels is so terrifying that I'm actually studying. Right.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Chime
When history repeats itself, people tend to actually say, "Gosh, history is repeating itself!" They get this overwhelming sense of familiarity thats second only to the phenomenon known as deja-vu. Well, not always. Sometimes I end up LOL-ing first before saying "SHIT!", skipping the "Gosh.." part altogether.
It happened during chem pract. I collected a weird assortment of test tubes that consisted of mini ones too - I thought they were meant for 5 year olds to play with. After conducting those colorful (literally) experiments, I offered to return the test tubes (my partner, for the first time, being a girl). I didn't hold the bundle too tightly for fear of crushing them by accident, hence I held them loosely instead. The next thing I knew was one of the mischievous test tubes breaking loose from my hold, falling down on to the table and, as you guess it - shattered into lots of pieces.
"LOL" That's my instinctive response - yes, I laugh at just about everything. I looked up to my horror - Mr Wee (my chem teacher) took the initiative by not bringing me a piece of cloth, but by handing me the log book that had records of whoever broke this and that. By then "SHIT!" races through my mind, because I realised what could possibly be in store for me - the dreaded CWO. A quick count with my fingers gave me a sigh of relief, simply because I couldn't remember the last time I broke anything in school. I vaguely recalled that this was no different from baseball, i.e. you needed 3 strikes before you're out. Phew.
I smiled sheepishly at the teacher before flipping to the right page, and filled in the columns accordingly.
"Hey, it's you again!" My teacher called out.
No kidding. The previous entry has my name on it. The date read 27/8/07. Oops. Wasn't that during...
Chem SPA had just ended. 4 of my classmates had already broke some test tubes, and they were queueing up to fill in the log book. I had the impulse to laugh at them, which is of course what happened next. I had intended to point and laugh ; in the end I only got to carry out the first half. My hand slapped a beaker into the basin. Everyone had a good laugh immediately - me aside, of course. At least I left a delible mark in the "archives" of the school..
The next time I want a recurring event, I dearly hope that it would be that of me receiving my A level results, mirroring that of when I was collecting my O's. Otherwise, I'll end up typing some nostalgic entry beginning with:
When history repeats itself, people tend to actually say...
It happened during chem pract. I collected a weird assortment of test tubes that consisted of mini ones too - I thought they were meant for 5 year olds to play with. After conducting those colorful (literally) experiments, I offered to return the test tubes (my partner, for the first time, being a girl). I didn't hold the bundle too tightly for fear of crushing them by accident, hence I held them loosely instead. The next thing I knew was one of the mischievous test tubes breaking loose from my hold, falling down on to the table and, as you guess it - shattered into lots of pieces.
"LOL" That's my instinctive response - yes, I laugh at just about everything. I looked up to my horror - Mr Wee (my chem teacher) took the initiative by not bringing me a piece of cloth, but by handing me the log book that had records of whoever broke this and that. By then "SHIT!" races through my mind, because I realised what could possibly be in store for me - the dreaded CWO. A quick count with my fingers gave me a sigh of relief, simply because I couldn't remember the last time I broke anything in school. I vaguely recalled that this was no different from baseball, i.e. you needed 3 strikes before you're out. Phew.
I smiled sheepishly at the teacher before flipping to the right page, and filled in the columns accordingly.
"Hey, it's you again!" My teacher called out.
No kidding. The previous entry has my name on it. The date read 27/8/07. Oops. Wasn't that during...
Chem SPA had just ended. 4 of my classmates had already broke some test tubes, and they were queueing up to fill in the log book. I had the impulse to laugh at them, which is of course what happened next. I had intended to point and laugh ; in the end I only got to carry out the first half. My hand slapped a beaker into the basin. Everyone had a good laugh immediately - me aside, of course. At least I left a delible mark in the "archives" of the school..
The next time I want a recurring event, I dearly hope that it would be that of me receiving my A level results, mirroring that of when I was collecting my O's. Otherwise, I'll end up typing some nostalgic entry beginning with:
When history repeats itself, people tend to actually say...
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
WHAT?
And then there was 2007.
It didn't just end abruptly; I watched it dissolve day by day. That doesn't make the year more unique, because apparently I'm so aware of its passing that I'm beginning to feel the dreadfulness associated with next year....
HAH.
In reality I'm not half as emo as the above. 2007 was a brilliant year (can't say the same for others), mainly because it was really flashy. In what sense? Lets see..
First 3 months: Scraped through homework and met cool people in school.
Next 3 months: NJCG when I finally won something because of my blatant addiction. And then I met more cool people (2nd intakers). God I know I'm lousy when it comes to descriptions, but cool is a one size fit all kind of word.
Well, another 3 months: BORING. except when I began talking to MUPPET =D It was like an everyday affair that was obviously more exciting than sun sets and rises. Yes, thanks alot MUPPET.
Whew, and finally last 3 months: Went as actively as I could for squash, because I don't want to end up bnetting for more than 16 hours in a row, which if I recall correctly, did get me sick previously. At least I needn't worry about entering NS 4 weeks earlier - I got my ass moving enough, I think. Gaming with Ks, Xd and Zr was cool too. We just need to figure out how to stop typing LMAO during the "Quiz of Death".... and besides staying up till 1 to 3am everyday to squeeze in the extra bnet game or to pass another 50 turns in MOO3, I pretty much enjoyed this whole time. *Dodges the label "LOSER" *
Oh, I must give an honourable mention to PW. I had the most LOL kind of group that did extreme makeovers many times over just to drag ourselves out of crap so deep we'd be amazed to get ME at the end of the day. Yes, I'm actually proud of the "quality" work we conjured out of ROFL-land. Thanks guys, I didn't get to say this to any of you.
Oh one more to kingkong ^^ The person who is perma-dieting without any visible results =D you just make me go =) because you're nice to POKE FUN at XD
One to Mr Loh. I didn't forget what you told me. That's enough on my part.
To CHS 2006 4-4: The bunch of people that are still BROTHERS. SPEECHLESS. Just so unique it puts the word 'funky' to shame ^^
Next year? Oh dang. It's *this* year. Good thing I barely finished my work, so I needn't get beaten up by any teachers right off the bat. Squash? See how it goes. NJCG? Yes please another mouse! Birthday? Must make it a lil cooler than before! Girlfriend? Skip. Friends? Get loads more, uh huh. A levels? D-U-H. NS? It's probably the most hip chalet with free food, free lodging, free guns to play with... RIGHT. It's going to come anyway.
The future? Who cares, I'm no seer. And that wraps everything up. Now, what was I going to say...
LETS DO THIS.
*takes a deep breathe, syncing the last few songs, and sleeps peacefully, knowing that 2008 is upon him*
It didn't just end abruptly; I watched it dissolve day by day. That doesn't make the year more unique, because apparently I'm so aware of its passing that I'm beginning to feel the dreadfulness associated with next year....
HAH.
In reality I'm not half as emo as the above. 2007 was a brilliant year (can't say the same for others), mainly because it was really flashy. In what sense? Lets see..
First 3 months: Scraped through homework and met cool people in school.
Next 3 months: NJCG when I finally won something because of my blatant addiction. And then I met more cool people (2nd intakers). God I know I'm lousy when it comes to descriptions, but cool is a one size fit all kind of word.
Well, another 3 months: BORING. except when I began talking to MUPPET =D It was like an everyday affair that was obviously more exciting than sun sets and rises. Yes, thanks alot MUPPET.
Whew, and finally last 3 months: Went as actively as I could for squash, because I don't want to end up bnetting for more than 16 hours in a row, which if I recall correctly, did get me sick previously. At least I needn't worry about entering NS 4 weeks earlier - I got my ass moving enough, I think. Gaming with Ks, Xd and Zr was cool too. We just need to figure out how to stop typing LMAO during the "Quiz of Death".... and besides staying up till 1 to 3am everyday to squeeze in the extra bnet game or to pass another 50 turns in MOO3, I pretty much enjoyed this whole time. *Dodges the label "LOSER" *
Oh, I must give an honourable mention to PW. I had the most LOL kind of group that did extreme makeovers many times over just to drag ourselves out of crap so deep we'd be amazed to get ME at the end of the day. Yes, I'm actually proud of the "quality" work we conjured out of ROFL-land. Thanks guys, I didn't get to say this to any of you.
Oh one more to kingkong ^^ The person who is perma-dieting without any visible results =D you just make me go =) because you're nice to POKE FUN at XD
One to Mr Loh. I didn't forget what you told me. That's enough on my part.
To CHS 2006 4-4: The bunch of people that are still BROTHERS. SPEECHLESS. Just so unique it puts the word 'funky' to shame ^^
Next year? Oh dang. It's *this* year. Good thing I barely finished my work, so I needn't get beaten up by any teachers right off the bat. Squash? See how it goes. NJCG? Yes please another mouse! Birthday? Must make it a lil cooler than before! Girlfriend? Skip. Friends? Get loads more, uh huh. A levels? D-U-H. NS? It's probably the most hip chalet with free food, free lodging, free guns to play with... RIGHT. It's going to come anyway.
The future? Who cares, I'm no seer. And that wraps everything up. Now, what was I going to say...
LETS DO THIS.
*takes a deep breathe, syncing the last few songs, and sleeps peacefully, knowing that 2008 is upon him*
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