Friday

friday, the class gang was supposed to meet up at nine plus in school to play basketball. somehow, rico and jin xian overslept due to vigorous activites the night before and came late as twelve. meanwhile, ghim, liang and i when to shoot a few hoops to kill time. after that, we went to the hdb's void deck behind school to enjoy the breeze. after the late comers finally arrived, we went back to play basketball again, this time with cheng ghim's friends. we had three sets of game, playing each harder than the previous. despite quite some effort, we achieved a lose streak of three. after the game, we chilled around the side of the IT block to enjoy the aircon. when liang teck stopped sweating like a pig, we headed for the staircase to stunt around and take videos. here's a preview

yet another production by the wasted youth.

i have received negative feedback on our first video, concerning we haven't put in effort in the video. well, the main purpose of this is not to make a good video and get a little famous. we simply heard of it, watched some videos and decided to kill time with it. at the same time, somebody just happened to have a video phone and it was taken down. yup, that's about it.

Life

last week, one of my buddies' dad was admitted to the hospital and the gang went to tan tock seng to pay the family a visit. by friday, the gang and i attended the wake. see how unpredictable life gets?

i recalled walking pass several icu wards, seeing people suffering and lying on their beds in agony. people whose precious lives were entirely entrusted to the life support systems. people with tubes inserted all over their bodies. this is saddening, so much that i had lost my appetite for the night. there isn't much to say as we don't know about tomorrow. just, live your life positively from day to day.

god bless the family in grief.

The Exaggerator

where should i start? saturday. i was trying to get the oh-so creative thinking project done but The Exaggerator (peeps, by now, you should know who it is) irresponsibly said he wasn't the free the whole day. i nearly smashed the monitor screen out of rage. well, everyone knows his life, those who stay home and sleep early type. damn free too, so what the heck is more important than the project. why was he tongue-tied when po and i asked for a reason the following day? well, maybe just be more understanding and let it pass. since i wasn't holding any notes, i met up with darren to chill. long time no see, bro.

sunday came and by two plus in the noon, we (project mates) all met up at YMCA to do the project but the mc donald's was closed down. we changed our location to parklane's mc donald's. we did the skeleton of the project and then split the job before parting. i volunteered to do up the poster since i'm sick of microsoft office. there came a downpour and looking at the weather, i just felt like staying out. i met up with solikin to shop for shoes at far east. he's a careless joker, really. his poor sony ericsson phone fell upon the PIE's divder in a thousand pieces (actually only more or less, five-six pieces) while he was crossing the overhead bridge. he called the recovery hotline which helped retrieve his phone. it was put back to one piece and operated with no faults surprisingly.

so after i reached home, i started to plan for the poster and help with the slides too. it was all the way till six plus in the morning. poor po and i. the remaining, you-know-who was having a nice sleep since ten i guess. i may sound sarcastic or whatever here but it's just not fair. anyway, my group wasn't picked for presentation today but the report must be up tomorrow. lucky huh. i died in the school for the rest of the lessons and finally got to rest in peace when i got home.

The world isn't nice

i couldn't sleep last night. thoughts brought me back to around a year ago, where i worked in that fucked up dessert bar. i felt this burning rage in me and had the urge to wallop the boss (once again, the one who speaks like he's having an orgasm.) at times, i still itch to know the reasons for him dismissing me by placing an offence of theft on me. seriously, losing the job isn't big deal as i was just working to accumulate experience. wreck your brains, go ahead and come up with other reasons for laying me off. don't tarnish my good reputation among all the colleagues there. i had been good, we (the pioneer crew) watched the outlet opened, overcame the odds by improvising old plans everytime they don't work out smooth. we battled the countless traffic of customers and even raced down orchard road to confront free loaders. we cared for each other when one suddenly felt unwell. these were all nice memories, but why did they have end ugly?

answer: the world isn't nice.

but not to worry, i've not given up on the world. yes, it's generally fugly but there are still little things that exist that can actually change the fact.

May Jin Xian be reunited with us

i got so damn sick with a full house of sicknesses and had to see the doctor. i walked out of the clinic with medicine enough to open a drug store. anyway don't talk about being sick, i'm already better today. mom stocked up plenty of new year goodies at one corner of the living room but i can only stare at them and fantasize. that sucks. worse, i could only get a sniff of the godly ba kua. i'm gonna wallop them all when i recover! *EVIL LAUGHTER*

school was a bore especially i'm not totally well. of the gang, only liang and ghim came. rico took leave since he's still sicker than me (no doubt, being sicker both physically and in the mind.) as for our poor jin xian, i received a telegram from him this early morning saying that he was captured by the malayan army while he was sound asleep. how despicable! now, he's being held in the detention barracks for interrogation on reasons for being AWOL from the army since the first day of enlistment. rofl. his deferment document sent earlier on must have travelled a long way from here to malaysia and probably failed terribly to reach the destination in one single piece. hope he's fine now. i'll try paying him a visit when i go malaysia for chinese new year weeks later.

hui sheng, po and i are quite dead. next week's group presentation on some CREATIVE THINKING project and i'm still unclear what the hell it's about. gonna get my ass moving tomorrow.

by the way, it is nyp's open house this thursday and friday. the school gave out the open house tees to us hoping we'll wear it on the open house day. i'm quite sure that not much would want to wear. i mean it's just... let pictures do the job.

I-N-N-O-V-A-T-I-V-E, innovative!

the t-shirt reads 'innovative'. acceptable, but now take a look at the bigger picture.

done looking? some alienated looking horizon matched with some random balls floating in the middle of nowhere. accordingly to the caption, it says 'INNOVATION', which means some part of it must be innovative somehow. so... WHERE IS THE INNOVATION IT PROMISED? rofl, rofl. after thinking for a moment, i guess that it may be some sort of abstract art (e.g. wetting a ball of toilet paper, smashing it on a drawing block, adding paint, framing it and lastly, calling it art) or probably it will only look innovative if a suitable person is wearing it.

god bless..
rico who's ill and needs a speedy recovery,
jin xian whose whereabout is currently unknown to be reunited with the gang,
and america.

Bombed.

i'm having dry cough due to chips, pizzas, ba kua, almond biscuits, fried prawns. GAH! please don't get sick, new year's approaching.

i've failed to minimize the bomb impact radius of my discrete maths paper today. it's definitely a c4, not a grenade.

Common test. i'm dreadin' it. (note: say it with mc donald's jingle tune. alright, lame.)

i underestimated today's c programming common test. so i'm quite sure it's bombed. maybe i wouldn't fail, but the pass definitely wouldn't be good either. i was slow in the paper (like all other papers since k1), and so i completed just with five minutes left. in the short time given, i browsed the papers for errors and found a rather major mistake in my flow chart and program code. damn! it's like thirty percent of the whole damn thing! i'm too lazy to type now, let pictures do the job.

c programming to me: "boy, your game's over..." *evil laughter*

shouts out to c programming: "i'm not gonna cry over spilt milk. i'll pop two coins into the slot and pwn you bastard hard the next round."

GAH-ed, out.

Wasted Youth. rofl.

the presentation didn't turn out as bad as i think and we all are pretty relaxed after that. so while other groups were struggling hard to get theirs over and done with, rico and i went to wasted our youth.

this isn't really parkour as we are just noobs and all that we've got are balls, some ideas and a handphone digital camera.

It's a new year, but the same old shit.

it's a new year, but still the same old shit.

there's extra lessons for c programming at ten but i overslept and was late by half an hour. see, rushing projects at the eleventh hour sucks. actually, i should have skipped the whole of c prog because i slept through the whole thing.

so after c prog, the gang and i went grassroot club to chill for a while before rico and i joined yani and shireen in the lecture to touch up on our powerpoint slides for data communication presenation. the lecture ended at six and went over to yani's for the preparation of the presentation which was the next day.

i had a very light breakfast, skipped lunch and finally had a quick dinner at yani's. from left to right, curry tuna, laksa instant noodles and seafood pasta. when you are hungry, even junkies taste good.

after finishing up the work, it was ten plus and i made my way home. blur me took a bus in the wrong direction and i landed me at somewhere damn ulu. it was already eleven-thirty and sparing a thought for my presentation the next day, i cabbed home.

hell knows where the bus goes. there wasn't a single soul on it except the driver and me.

anyway to end this with a pinch of humour, try picturing what would've happened if i had gave the pole a flick.

Hi all, Happy New Year, best wishes.

it had been a fucked up year as kai said and i've got to agree. for we lucky asses down in this sunny island, of course it isn't much. but do spare a thought for the rest of the world. the countless irremediable calamities, martyrdom, innocent killings, blah blah. let's all hope this will be a better year for all, not forgetting the needies in africa but excluding shitbags like bin laden. cheers everybody.

my new year was spent with kai, loong and porky. at around eight at night, we all met at lau pa sat for dinner and some beer with ox, who isn't joining us for the night. we did some catching up and ox told us we've got to go some house party near raffles town club because it would be damn good. thinking that he had always been some sort of reliable source, we trusted him. after ox parted with us, we headed for town where loong did his new year visitings and wishings. i was impatiently tagging along and waiting but bumped into some friend who doesn't want to be known as flora. and guess what, i called her FLORA aloud in the presence of all her friends creating a burst of laughter from them. we battled the crowds along orchard and took a bus down to raffles town club.

the moment we reached the party, some "bouncer" claimed twelve from us as entrance. i swear i could have knocked down the bouncer with some effort because he's like underaged plus small? LOL, but anyway it was a house party and the "bouncers" were probably friends of the host and were just helping out. after spending twenty minutes there, we came to a conclusion that the party was lousy for us because...

1) we don't know the people.
2) the dance floor was too cramp and dark for us to make friends.
3) we love food and there's none.
4) there's no alcohol unless we buy them ourselves.
5) some people we shouldn't meet were there.

unfortunately, i did not make it in time to leave earlier and was caught in the cataclysmic countdown. when the clock struck twelve, everbody unleashed their foam sprays. as life's always imperfect, there were a few morons who were dumb enough to spray sticky coloured ribbon and it got onto my shirt. thank tua pei kong i wasn't wearing white! so while the party broke into a catastrophe, we leopard crawled our way to the main door, under the shower of whizzing bullets and exploding grenades to claim our freedom. as we left, we bitched about ox for conning us. there went my twelve bucks to charity, err nope, i mean a rich host. we could have gotten something else better than that, like topping up a few dollars and going a good club but anyway the money's gone, so forget about it.

i was trained in leopard crawl in 2004 but found no purpose in it. it was only till two years later, during this new year that it became a godsend. people, learn whenever you have the chance. you wouldn't know when the hell you'll need that.

so i've learnt the leopard crawl and put it into good use... have you?

NO?!

alright, so have you seen this?

now that you've seen it. what are you waiting for?

JOIN... okay, enough of promoting. let's finish off the last bit.

we went to a bus stop and thought hard where could we go besides home.

the emokids' night out. from furthest to closest, kai, loong and me, wishing all an emo new year.

pool junction struck my mind. why not? better than doing nothing right? we can listen to pj's music, play pool and last but not least makan and drink teh at the indian mama that's just a stone throw away. we took a bus down to newton to get a drink and i bumped into jielun. HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY JIELUN! by the way he's a good friend of mine whom i met during 2005's new year. time flies huh. after parting with jielun, i made a table reservation and we cabbed down. i was surprised that the waiting list wasn't long. maybe it was only one plus and most were still tipsy over champagnes. i met aaron, joel, joline and james there and wished them. we played pool and then went over to the indian mama for prata and a drink.

good things had to come to an end. we all shared a cab home to collapse on our beds.

yawn. spelling check tomorrow, out.