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...
Sunday, January 6, 2008
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*
Monday, November 26, 2007
Chui #2
I pray that the process wasn't painful. I sincerely hope that you would find your way. Rest well.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Report
This morning was a little more interesting. My mum was talking about a newspaper article regarding the "Xiao Hua" and "Xiao Cao" nominees from NUS and NTU. If I'm not wrong, these titles are awarded in recognition of your looks.
What happened was that the nominees were given questions in the field of general knowledge (all in chinese). The first one was : "Who is Singapore's Minister Mentor?" When I first heard the question I didn't know that the chinese term referred to Minister Mentor, so I had to ask my mum for the translation. One guy answered "Goh Chok Tong". Pretty 1337 answer.
Second question: "What is Australia's capital?" Some of them answered Perth and Sydney (I did too =D) while the answer was Canberra.
Third question: "What is the biggest continent?" Some answered Europe, while the answer is Asia.
Fourth: "What is America's capital?" Some didn't know, but one managed to come up with Washington.
Fifth, and my favourite: "What is the answer when you divide 99999 by 11111?" The nominees reportedly took more than a minute to answer this.
The review? The newspaper editor saw it fit to condemn these nominees by labelling them as morons in an important section of the "Lian He Wan Bao". He went on with loads of derisive remarks, finally ending with "No wonder Lee Ao said that Singaporeans are stupid."
Ah, the irony. Why would a competition that's based on looks have their participants bombarded with questions on general knowledge?
Morever, times have changed so rapidly that people these days are not so well-informed of certain details . For example, you would have probably seen the word "Perth" and "Sydney" in the newspapers a dozen times more than "Canberra", given the fact that they are more popular cities. Same goes for "Washington" when people have heard of New York way more often.
I pity the nominees, really. But I'm more sympathetic towards the editor.
What happened was that the nominees were given questions in the field of general knowledge (all in chinese). The first one was : "Who is Singapore's Minister Mentor?" When I first heard the question I didn't know that the chinese term referred to Minister Mentor, so I had to ask my mum for the translation. One guy answered "Goh Chok Tong". Pretty 1337 answer.
Second question: "What is Australia's capital?" Some of them answered Perth and Sydney (I did too =D) while the answer was Canberra.
Third question: "What is the biggest continent?" Some answered Europe, while the answer is Asia.
Fourth: "What is America's capital?" Some didn't know, but one managed to come up with Washington.
Fifth, and my favourite: "What is the answer when you divide 99999 by 11111?" The nominees reportedly took more than a minute to answer this.
The review? The newspaper editor saw it fit to condemn these nominees by labelling them as morons in an important section of the "Lian He Wan Bao". He went on with loads of derisive remarks, finally ending with "No wonder Lee Ao said that Singaporeans are stupid."
Ah, the irony. Why would a competition that's based on looks have their participants bombarded with questions on general knowledge?
Morever, times have changed so rapidly that people these days are not so well-informed of certain details . For example, you would have probably seen the word "Perth" and "Sydney" in the newspapers a dozen times more than "Canberra", given the fact that they are more popular cities. Same goes for "Washington" when people have heard of New York way more often.
I pity the nominees, really. But I'm more sympathetic towards the editor.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Teeth
XXX: " You ought to listen to others more when they tell you stuff. You got this 'ok la whatever' kind of attitude.' .. "
I nearly shouted back FUCK YOU when you told me this. First, you pulled me out in a totally retarded manner. And then you try to pull this fucking crap on me.
WHAT THE FUCK do you think I've been trying to do all this while? Do I look as though I've thrown in the towel? I'm not trying hard enough? Haven't I been listening to what everyone said? Isn't nodding my head good enough? I need to go down on my fucking knees to appease you now? 'Put in more effort' LMAO. Fuck you bitch. Like totally.
I knew you're a son of a bitch the very first time I saw you, I just didn't behave as though you are one. Fuck, just about the other few people I talked to about you told me how fucked up you are. Just because you dig these things faster than I do doesn't mean a fucking thing about how great you are, and no, you're not one fucking bit cool so stop trying to be. I should have just nailed your balls and watch you cry out in pain you bastard. Just SHUT THE FUCK UP if you don't have anything constructive to say, really. You totally fucked whatever mood I had left up.
On a lighter note, here's my thanks for your piece of dipshit advice: _l_ FU YOU KNNBCCB _l_
I nearly shouted back FUCK YOU when you told me this. First, you pulled me out in a totally retarded manner. And then you try to pull this fucking crap on me.
WHAT THE FUCK do you think I've been trying to do all this while? Do I look as though I've thrown in the towel? I'm not trying hard enough? Haven't I been listening to what everyone said? Isn't nodding my head good enough? I need to go down on my fucking knees to appease you now? 'Put in more effort' LMAO. Fuck you bitch. Like totally.
I knew you're a son of a bitch the very first time I saw you, I just didn't behave as though you are one. Fuck, just about the other few people I talked to about you told me how fucked up you are. Just because you dig these things faster than I do doesn't mean a fucking thing about how great you are, and no, you're not one fucking bit cool so stop trying to be. I should have just nailed your balls and watch you cry out in pain you bastard. Just SHUT THE FUCK UP if you don't have anything constructive to say, really. You totally fucked whatever mood I had left up.
On a lighter note, here's my thanks for your piece of dipshit advice: _l_ FU YOU KNNBCCB _l_
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Conceivable
People ditching one another for a gain.Mhmmm wait a minute, now that's too specific. How about... friends? Hoho.
Everyone has experienced it one way or another. That explains why maybe 30% of your drama series or movies have their plots revolving around this issue. It is THAT amazing to talk about - especially if the backstabber happens to be more twisted in his means, the more exciting the story gets. There isn't a textbook way to stab someone in the back; the symptoms of suspicious motives can be non-existent too.
Needless to say, no insurance policy can commensurate you when such a catastrophe strikes - truly one of a kind isn't it. Fortunately, the same primal instinct works both ways, hence *nearly* everyone has an in-built firewall against such an event. There may be many sharks in the same aquarium, but only one has been swimming the longest.
So what do you do if you realised that you've just been stabbed in the back? No, don't do it literally back to that person. It never works. You can, however, opt to:
Tip 1: Get over it. Cruel, but true. Letting go is always the hardest thing to do, especially if the thing you've just lost means alot to you. *HINT/DISCLAIMER/PLEASE.NOTE* It's always easier said than done. Period.
Oh dang. I shouldn't have even done numbering, simply because there's only one real solution.The most impressive thing that you can do is to be magnanimous, i.e. letting him/her off because you happen to be *understanding*. It takes a major guilt trip for that person to apologise, but the story almost always ends way before this happens.
Everyone gets a happy ending. Even if this event befalls you.
The grass will only turn yellow due to the soil that it is entrenched in, which irrevocably extends its commitment for self preservation.
Everyone has experienced it one way or another. That explains why maybe 30% of your drama series or movies have their plots revolving around this issue. It is THAT amazing to talk about - especially if the backstabber happens to be more twisted in his means, the more exciting the story gets. There isn't a textbook way to stab someone in the back; the symptoms of suspicious motives can be non-existent too.
Needless to say, no insurance policy can commensurate you when such a catastrophe strikes - truly one of a kind isn't it. Fortunately, the same primal instinct works both ways, hence *nearly* everyone has an in-built firewall against such an event. There may be many sharks in the same aquarium, but only one has been swimming the longest.
So what do you do if you realised that you've just been stabbed in the back? No, don't do it literally back to that person. It never works. You can, however, opt to:
Tip 1: Get over it. Cruel, but true. Letting go is always the hardest thing to do, especially if the thing you've just lost means alot to you. *HINT/DISCLAIMER/PLEASE.NOTE* It's always easier said than done. Period.
Oh dang. I shouldn't have even done numbering, simply because there's only one real solution.The most impressive thing that you can do is to be magnanimous, i.e. letting him/her off because you happen to be *understanding*. It takes a major guilt trip for that person to apologise, but the story almost always ends way before this happens.
Everyone gets a happy ending. Even if this event befalls you.
The grass will only turn yellow due to the soil that it is entrenched in, which irrevocably extends its commitment for self preservation.
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