Happy Emo Birthday

yesterday was twenty-eighth of april, exactly a month after my birthday. finally i had the time to hold a real belated birthday celebration with my good old buddies. i left school, headed for bugis' seoul garden and reached there at about seven.

accordingly to them, this bitchy waitress gave a black face because we made a reservation and was late by five minutes. sorry brothers.

we ate quite alot, sooting up about five hot plates. when some of us went for a half time break, magesh was being shown attitude served by that same bitchy waitress. she was reluctant about changing his hot plate thinking he had finished eating and just wanted to waste her time. and after swapping the hot plate with a clean one, she dump the soup pot at the stove splattering a little soup at him. she then apologized like she didn't mean it.

we got back and des requested for a feedback form from this malay waiter. after sometime, the manager came to tell us there's no feedback form and what's the matter. we related the incident in a nice way to her and halfway, the same malay waiter came over to apologize and asked us what had he done wrong. it was so LOL! i guess he thought we were complaining about him since des asked the form from him.

after the manager left, the staff co-ordinator came to apologize. i was thinking the system works like this. we complain to the overall manager and the manager questions the staff co-ordinator. and finally, the staff co-ordinator pulls the problematic staff to one corner and bombard him/her. anyway the staff co-ordinator was funny. she looks malay but spoke to us in chinese. when questioned her race, she explained that she's actually a chinese but there was a blackout in the hospital when she was being born. i was eating a hard-boiled egg and choked on it. the joke wasn't really funny but we laughed our crap out because it was just so old school. something we haven't heard for the last five years or so.

after leaving, we took a train to toa payoh. darren, magesh and ang headed for johny's while des and i headed for some twenty-four hour mart to get mixers and ice for drinking. on the way, we had an emo talk. later on, we got to johny's place and started drinking. damn, we bought the wrong mixers and it wasn't a few cups before we started to feel queasy. i went to take a nap and puked before we cabbed home. GAH.

We Grow Stronger As We Paddle Through Tough Waters

alright, finally i'm back. i seriously don't know how to continue from where i last stopped due to a serious case of short term memory but i'll try anyway. i'll just flash some pictures and see what i can say about them

take a look at this landing of a staircase. yes, you aren't hallucinating, this is our mechanic workshop located at ang mo kio, mervin's corridor. we guys were building a replica of toyota trueno ae86 as a prop for the finale concert. well, let's take a look at the end product.

tadaa. please say it look great. the dimensions are a little off though, because we need to compromise the wings of the stage. we had quite alot of trouble driving it around. a big thank you for mervin and his parents who generously allowed us to make his house the workshop and storage area. oh yes, and another big thank you for hairul, fir, eza, kamal, rachael, yew king and little ain. they are the ones who made this best prop possible. anyway, the transporting of the car was really funny. people actually froze with dropped jaws upon seeing our racing car.

this is THE END product. a couple of weeks after the finale concert, we couldn't think of where our unlicensed vehicle can be parked. eza wanted to drive it into her porch but it isn't very possible since serangoon garden is quite far. we had no choice. i passed the seniors the key and they went for a spin. the car crashed at 300km/h and ended up in a twisted wreck. awww.. don't cry my friends, good things always come to an end.

these are part of the orientation group leaders (ogls). we were at the planning stage of the orientation program. everyday was rather hectic as we were always rushing for deadlines. but not to worry, we know how to relax too. at the end of everyday, the ogl underground gig will put up a show. i guess we guys are ready for voiceout and bandzout events which are coming up soon.

alright, that's me trying to be a pimp with yuan ching, rachel and my idiotic smug.

a division of the props team. they were making a gigantic lampost which is much thicker than any other you can find around our sunny little island.

welcome to emocorporation. the emos unite!

that's me trying a cool stance (yes, i mentioned TRYING) with one of the props, the half-done blade. stay tuned for more action.

rico the baddy is being stabbed by fawzee after being knocked back by my swing kick.

let me introduce zuan, my buddy for camp eagle. we were trying out games for the games department. zuan's a true rocker man. he can play guitars, melt others with his voice and he's in a band. see you in bandzout bro.

that's daphne and i. standing at 1500mm, but i would say she's the pillar of crowd control department. without her, i guess the department will just fall apart. she's am excellent leader, a big sister i look up too. work aside, let me just disclose her little secret. though she's mentally strong, a sligtest whiff at the back of her neck can send her screaming like a lunatic. ROFL! do try that at the risk of having your head hammered and hair plucked off.

this is little ain, also known as gothic ain who has a good taste for music. everytime we meet, we'll do the knuckle clash thingy. she was posing a shot with my blazer which was so big for her that she'll still be rated decent if she's wearing nothing below. whoops!

not to forget, she's also one of the dancers who choreographed the dance steps for the freshie performances. she listens to emo and other heavy music but could still dance to the rythm of rnb. cool huh?

take a look at the huge heart that spans out to four metres. it is one of the props which supposed to be in the skit but was scrapped due to lack of time and dimensional problems. right now, it may be in bits and pieces all over the island but for those who rendered their time and effort to put it together, your hardwork will definitely be remembered. thank you guys.

the heavens isn't really on our side while we were doing all the props. these are the skies above block L level 6 which had always interrupted us while we were in the midst of working. but somehow, it brought us together even more. i remembered everyone scrambling about to protect the props when the rain set in everytime.

fishy fishy fishyyyyy! we are into the fish business. ogls who are still holding onto their little fishes, this is the workshop where they were manfactured. a hundred and eighty odd fishes in one night. poor eza blistered her thumb and had dozed several times while trying to achieve that. a million trillion thanks.

day two of the freshmen orientation, i was as pale as a dead fish.

while the freshmen were having mathematics lecture, mit ogls took pictures with their lollis given by the seniors. spot the mysterious figure sitting at the ledge? fret not. once again, you aren't hallucinating. he's none other than our hunky ogl with the cool rocker hair, WILFRED! and by the way wilfred, if you happen to read this, i would like to stress... SAFETY FIRST!

for the third day, the finale finished off with a rather loud bang. many huddled and cried. i was wondering why were they doing that but it wasn't even a few seconds later that my eyes turned watery. i just bloody felt like restarting, all the way from camp eagle. to experience all the moments of joy, anger, despair, dissapointment and glory once again.

live your life, true colours.

Ahlemak, I so long never update ah?

my apologies. i just realized i haven't blogged for more than a month? i'm quite sick now and in school. maybe, i'll update some other time again when i'm fine.

The Long Wait

hi. it've been awhile since i last blogged. alright, where should i start from?

okay, from since my dad got into a work accident. one usual fine day when my dad was working, his foot was struck by a solid metal rod. he had his safety boots on but was just unlucky. then rod struck behind the bootcap line where there's a metal protection inside. he rang up and told mum and me to meet him at tan tock seng's A and E. okay right now, here is where all the bitching begins.

"please go to screening station before entering emergency department"

i got my dad a wheelchair and wheeled him in front of the receiption. some old bitchy nurse raised her voice at me, "AY BOY, NEED TO QUEUE UP YOU KNOW?!" i glared at her and pointed to my mum who was right behind the line which was as long as the usual queue at any singapore pool's booth. she suddenly switched into a pussy tone and told me "oh, as long as someone is queueing already, then it's good." aiya, i've got a tribute to you which is FUCK YOU LA! so what exactly is A and E about? having to pass a screening before getting in. to check if the condition is serious enough for a patient to get into A and E? the poor person will probably bleed dry even before reaching half the damn queue. i guess, the whole point is that if a patient enters horizontally (yes, on a stretcher), he or she will get special treatment. so the vertical ones will have to wait.

it took more than half an hour for the screening and i proceeded to another counter to make a payment for consultant fees which is seventy dollars. we waited for one and a half hour before my dad went throught a diagnosis. like what i guess, that wasn't the end. we waited again for an x-ray to be made and after that, almost two hours was spent waiting for dad's turn to have his x-ray examined by the doctor. the doctor told me that dad's toe bone is cracked and had to be operated. he too asked me to do the registration at ANOTHER counter (bloody confusing!). i went over the the counter, said hi and placed the documents on the desk. the nurse glanced through the document...

"you are the?"
"patient's son."
"oh, have to wait."

what the hell man! but there's nothing much i can do and so LL-ly stood around to wait. she finally called for me and asked for my ID.

"no cannot, you underaged."

i just felt like flipping the desk but controlled and called for mum who was waiting outside. i went a corner to chill while did all the registration. we all waited four odd fours before my dad went into the operation theatre. i dozed off at the couch for awhile and soon my dad was out. no op was held and i was quite relieved. they only casted his foot. what's with all those waiting and registering for a operation? my dad felt cheated because they told him no food and drinks before an operation and he starved for about five hours. a nurse give me a slip and told me to collect the medicine at the A and E pharmacy. well that's no the end, i waited for another half an hour before i got the drugs. while waiting at around 12.30am, i saw a queue of about five plus people at the screening station. poor them. i'm quite sure they'll only get treatment when the sun rises.

hope dad'll recover soon. it sucks being on crutches.

Get the Party going

hi, i'm back from war. 24 hours ago, was drilling datacomm information into my brain. days back, i tried studying the entire lecture notes which is quite thick but nothing went in as my mind got turned off by the amount of things i wanted it to remember. whoever it is, i want to thank the unknown underground source which produced a list of important questions to study for. i had rather big balls or maybe i didn't had a choice. i pinned all my hopes on the tips given on the list and studied the minimal. the tips are a small portion of the lecture notes but given the time, it was still quite a bit to study. i slept, woke up and went to underblock (gang's lepak corner) to continue studying with rico, liang and bear. after i had gone through all the notes, i switched off. with all the info balancing on the edge of my brain, i hated to be kept in suspense and wanted the exam to come immediately. time crawled and almost froze as we waited impatiently outside the sportshall (our exam venue). we reached early and after doing all the goodluck-highfive shit, the paper haven't began yet. i slumped on my table and comatosed till the commencement of the exam. i flipped through the questions anticipating for paper-bomb but it wasn't that bad. for section b, the exact questions from the underground unknown source appeared. actually, i would say it's either the lecturer setting the paper is being merciful or lazy. he/she quoted the exact questions from the reviews we did and since it is to my benefit, THE LECTURER IS MERCIFUL like kuan-yim-ma. i didn't bother about rephrasing my knowledge while answering. i just saw the keywords in the questions and ctrl+c from my brain and then ctrl+v wholesale onto the answer booklet. i even dumped in the entire osi-layer diagram which took a whole page. i had some problem with the IP addresses question because it's just so random. the other trouble was MCQ which i gambled my marks by 'throwing a die'. well, life's a gamble anyway. kicking academics aside, friends and me partied by eating at naked fish shoppe, playing pool and the arcade at the club. after we parted, i visited darren and his baby pussy. i made friends with his pussy and she got fresh with me almost immediately. i had cat fights with her winning none, nothing but cuts, scratches and more cuts and scratches. it seems that she really has the potential to grow into a black panther judging by her aggressiveness. that'll be cool huh? imagine walking around with a black panther as your personal bodyguard. even kuntong, ang soon tong and every other tong which mr manhon mentioned before will siam you. i'm tired.

KO-ed and out.