This will be the last day of my life where I get to officially wear my school's uniform for a proper reason, not counting the day of release of exam results where I'll (hopefully) get to walk on stage in my home attire. I don't know what other people's sentiments towards the school uniform are, but mine are simple and few - It doesn't look half bad, It is comfortable, It is slightly troublesome in regards to arcade-going/lanning/going to undesirable places where little schoolboys aren't allowed and I like the tie. That just about sums it up and yet ends another (and one of the last) chapter of my childhood.
Speaking of uniforms, I know ALL about uniform distributions yay. That's because it's going to be tested for today's Mathematics Stats HL Paper 3, and I know everything about any topic that will be tested for an upcoming paper (upcoming meaning in 16 hours). For all those people out there who don't see any useful application of such topics of math in our future lives, here's one undeniable case example to prove their effectiveness: You... get a head start when learning about mathematics statistics in university. An example would be my sister, who is currently enrolled in some course in SMU (not to be confused with lovely Amu) studying business. She has to take a (probably core) module called mathematics statistics, and it is exactly what we are learning now. So if you want to slack later in your university life, you can start studying now and then you can slack all the way through that one course of university. Isn't it fun? It is so useful to learn about such stuff in Junior College just so that we can learn it again in university.
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Deja Vu
Today was the most happening day in a long time, happening in the sense that lots of things happened. Stuff that can be actually remembered 1 month down the road, 1 year, or possibly in 10s of years time. Or maybe not, as I tend to make myself forget the not-exactly-pleasant stuff and my sis constantly complains about my lack of memory and facial recognition and anything that involves memory. That's why I'll write it down here, and even if the metal circuits of my computer decay and melt, or the neurons in my brain cease to make the connections that would allow me to remember these events, these words and record of events will be left floating around in the large web of cyberspace (or until a hacker decides to wipe the storage space of blogger). Hrmm, do I sound emo again? I guess so right. O wells, I'll just let it out and be done with it.
Starting with the fun stuff: We had cake today. CAKU. I like cake, especially sponge cake, and especially not cheesecake; I really can't freaking stand cheesecake. I took three helpings of said cake. =x I bet no one knew that, I'm sorry. But you wouldn't deny a skinny frail boy of his food, would you? Heh. Thanks goes to the not-sofa-but-chair man, otherwise known as monster (by 1 person), for being pro-active in acquiring cake and generous in spreading the cake around. Thanks. Arigatou.
In related news, we threw someone into the pond. To all the teachers who may possibly read this blog, no we didn't do that, I'm just joking. To everyone else, we really did that, I'm not joking. The benefits of being a boarder are few and far between, but being able to change out of a moss-stained soaked school uniform in the shortest time possible is a definitely a plus point of being a scholar. We thought we needed a lot of people, but in the end Mr. Abovementioned and Ezra could double-handedly pull the stunt off. Not that Mr. Birthday-boy provided much resistance, though he could if he wanted to. He played along really well and the stunt was a success. Goodjob guys.
Oh, and the other fun stuff that happened today was the TOK presentation. It was somehow quite amusing, much more than I predicted, expected, or planned. The whole class was here today, as Mr. Koh was off slacking a bit, but I guess he can afford to, being the owning teacher that he is. Oh, and I didn't manage to pay attention to Stanford's prosu presentation because I was busy doing up my powerpoint from last year... I guess it's my loss. But yay! The first mock presentation is over, now I can prepare for Mock ToK Presentations numbers 2 to 15. 'scuse me while I go work on it.
On to serious stuff: Life is made of cycles; the same events happening over and over again, repeatedly, never-ending, continuously, yes you get the idea. Everything is destined, and the stars predict that which will happen, or so that's what determinists and astrologers believe. I find it slightly amusing that though I don’t consciously subscribe to these schools of thoughts, I can't help but find similarities between the past and the present, or rather, multiple past events and events of today. It gives me the sense of déjà vu, not in the actual meaning of that phrase, but just that I find the past actually repeating itself in the present.
I made a girl angry, up till the point that she shouted at me. And for that I am really sorry. (I don't know if she still reads this blog but I'll just say it) I don't remember actually doing anything like this before, excluding instances with my sister, and as far as I can remember, the next closest instance where I made a girl hate me (if only for awhile, o wait, I'm not sure on that) was in primary school because I went all out to win and did something quite despicable. I guess some things don't change, as Jun Yi tells me that that's my largest weakness in fighting games. As for reasons leading up to that event, I shall not disclose much, but it reminds me of events that happened half a year ago, when I was emo (see earlier posts).
I was looking tru my box of trinkets and memories just the other day, and I remembered something I left in there almost exactly a year ago. It was an old Quest, incomplete due to weakness of will, and left behind to collect dust. It wasn’t too late to complete the Quest though, there was still time. It’s been a year, and things have progressed a full circle, or does that count as no progress at all. I completed the Quest today, it’s another thing off my mind, I can finally lay that to rest now. I know my limits, the young child cannot afford to swim in the deep dark ocean, he can only paddle close to the shore, where the shallow water is, and that’s where he will be safe, eternally. Jean could only hope and dream of plundering the nest of golden eggs, for the climb was perilous, and just a slip would result in his downfall, both figuratively and literally. Isn’t it better if he stayed below the tree, enjoying it’s overarching branches and the shade it gives, rather than risking the little he had for the infinite reward so freaking far away?
Dreams are generally categorized as pleasant experiences, a reward for giving your body much needed rest. If the mind is cluttered and confused, the dreams may turn into nightmares, where upon awaking one would be highly thankful that it was only a dream / nightmare. But what if the dream was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, it was just plain factual, events that happened in front of you; while you stand there paralyzed, unable to do anything but watch? This Dream crept up on me, silently, and it showed me an event, and it showed me my reaction to it. I did not expect myself to react like that, but maybe the dream is the way your subconscious communicates with your conscious, and I would subconsciously react like that if the situation really occurred. As the length of the sleep was short, and the environment not entirely peaceful, parts of reality drifted into my dream and mingled with fiction, resulting in this maelstrom of fractured reality and truthful fiction. O wells it’s just a dream, screw that shit.
Oh, and I met Cleon Niger Fggot Wong after school and he showed me the game he created. It’s scary the difference in stuff that IB/JC and Poly people study when we’re the same age. Now’s not the most appropriate time to mule over next best alternatives forgone when making decisions such as let’s join IB lol, there will be a time and place for that after Nov 20 2009.
And on to older stuff that I forgot / slacked and didn’t manage to post over the past few days:
I have new specs. Yay. That was the new look thingy I hinted in the previous post. How many of you actually predicted that? I like it, and whatever you think, comments are freely welcomed but I like my specs and think it’s cool and it fits me so there. Why do I sound insecure? XD. Oh, and because of said specs I am now officially a Jonas-wannabe – Be it as a Jonas brother (courtesy of Uncle Edna), a 6.5 Jonas emulator, or a let’s-match-specs with “Jonas” person. Lolwut.
I watched Breakout the “extreme dance comedy” at the esplanade on Sunday the 15th of February 2009, with my sister. It was only about an hour and 20 minutes long, but considering that it is mostly about people break dancing, and that there were only 10 people in the whole cast of the show, it must have been quite taxing on them. The humour in the show was universal, and language was not much of a barrier to understanding the plot. Korean English is equally awesome as Japanese English – it’s always amusing to hear those two accents, provided you can actually make out what they are saying. I had a relatively good seat, and after discount it was priced at $64.80 (which my sister treated me to because I ran out of money). What was amazing was that seated near us were this group of 8 young kids, aged around 9 to 14, accompanied by three adults. My sister and I both marveled that these kids were so fortunate enough to be able to enjoy such events at such tender ages, luxuries we and prolly most other people didn’t have. Times have changed.
Spot the pattern:
A big sea of delocalized electrons floating, gravitating, homing inside. Joules kilovolts length (m), not often pronounced, quite random. Seriously? This. <-- Understand? Very weird. x_X Yawn zZzZ
And this is Jonny’s version:
"A barbaric captain doesn't eat fish. Generally, he instead jumps knaves, losing momentarily. No one purposely questions, ridicules, steals, tortures, unless very weary." ~ Xerxes, Yellow Zephyr
I still like mine better.
Why do bees hum?
Cause they forgot the words.
Starting with the fun stuff: We had cake today. CAKU. I like cake, especially sponge cake, and especially not cheesecake; I really can't freaking stand cheesecake. I took three helpings of said cake. =x I bet no one knew that, I'm sorry. But you wouldn't deny a skinny frail boy of his food, would you? Heh. Thanks goes to the not-sofa-but-chair man, otherwise known as monster (by 1 person), for being pro-active in acquiring cake and generous in spreading the cake around. Thanks. Arigatou.
In related news, we threw someone into the pond. To all the teachers who may possibly read this blog, no we didn't do that, I'm just joking. To everyone else, we really did that, I'm not joking. The benefits of being a boarder are few and far between, but being able to change out of a moss-stained soaked school uniform in the shortest time possible is a definitely a plus point of being a scholar. We thought we needed a lot of people, but in the end Mr. Abovementioned and Ezra could double-handedly pull the stunt off. Not that Mr. Birthday-boy provided much resistance, though he could if he wanted to. He played along really well and the stunt was a success. Goodjob guys.
Oh, and the other fun stuff that happened today was the TOK presentation. It was somehow quite amusing, much more than I predicted, expected, or planned. The whole class was here today, as Mr. Koh was off slacking a bit, but I guess he can afford to, being the owning teacher that he is. Oh, and I didn't manage to pay attention to Stanford's prosu presentation because I was busy doing up my powerpoint from last year... I guess it's my loss. But yay! The first mock presentation is over, now I can prepare for Mock ToK Presentations numbers 2 to 15. 'scuse me while I go work on it.
On to serious stuff: Life is made of cycles; the same events happening over and over again, repeatedly, never-ending, continuously, yes you get the idea. Everything is destined, and the stars predict that which will happen, or so that's what determinists and astrologers believe. I find it slightly amusing that though I don’t consciously subscribe to these schools of thoughts, I can't help but find similarities between the past and the present, or rather, multiple past events and events of today. It gives me the sense of déjà vu, not in the actual meaning of that phrase, but just that I find the past actually repeating itself in the present.
I made a girl angry, up till the point that she shouted at me. And for that I am really sorry. (I don't know if she still reads this blog but I'll just say it) I don't remember actually doing anything like this before, excluding instances with my sister, and as far as I can remember, the next closest instance where I made a girl hate me (if only for awhile, o wait, I'm not sure on that) was in primary school because I went all out to win and did something quite despicable. I guess some things don't change, as Jun Yi tells me that that's my largest weakness in fighting games. As for reasons leading up to that event, I shall not disclose much, but it reminds me of events that happened half a year ago, when I was emo (see earlier posts).
I was looking tru my box of trinkets and memories just the other day, and I remembered something I left in there almost exactly a year ago. It was an old Quest, incomplete due to weakness of will, and left behind to collect dust. It wasn’t too late to complete the Quest though, there was still time. It’s been a year, and things have progressed a full circle, or does that count as no progress at all. I completed the Quest today, it’s another thing off my mind, I can finally lay that to rest now. I know my limits, the young child cannot afford to swim in the deep dark ocean, he can only paddle close to the shore, where the shallow water is, and that’s where he will be safe, eternally. Jean could only hope and dream of plundering the nest of golden eggs, for the climb was perilous, and just a slip would result in his downfall, both figuratively and literally. Isn’t it better if he stayed below the tree, enjoying it’s overarching branches and the shade it gives, rather than risking the little he had for the infinite reward so freaking far away?
Dreams are generally categorized as pleasant experiences, a reward for giving your body much needed rest. If the mind is cluttered and confused, the dreams may turn into nightmares, where upon awaking one would be highly thankful that it was only a dream / nightmare. But what if the dream was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, it was just plain factual, events that happened in front of you; while you stand there paralyzed, unable to do anything but watch? This Dream crept up on me, silently, and it showed me an event, and it showed me my reaction to it. I did not expect myself to react like that, but maybe the dream is the way your subconscious communicates with your conscious, and I would subconsciously react like that if the situation really occurred. As the length of the sleep was short, and the environment not entirely peaceful, parts of reality drifted into my dream and mingled with fiction, resulting in this maelstrom of fractured reality and truthful fiction. O wells it’s just a dream, screw that shit.
Oh, and I met Cleon Niger Fggot Wong after school and he showed me the game he created. It’s scary the difference in stuff that IB/JC and Poly people study when we’re the same age. Now’s not the most appropriate time to mule over next best alternatives forgone when making decisions such as let’s join IB lol, there will be a time and place for that after Nov 20 2009.
And on to older stuff that I forgot / slacked and didn’t manage to post over the past few days:
I have new specs. Yay. That was the new look thingy I hinted in the previous post. How many of you actually predicted that? I like it, and whatever you think, comments are freely welcomed but I like my specs and think it’s cool and it fits me so there. Why do I sound insecure? XD. Oh, and because of said specs I am now officially a Jonas-wannabe – Be it as a Jonas brother (courtesy of Uncle Edna), a 6.5 Jonas emulator, or a let’s-match-specs with “Jonas” person. Lolwut.
I watched Breakout the “extreme dance comedy” at the esplanade on Sunday the 15th of February 2009, with my sister. It was only about an hour and 20 minutes long, but considering that it is mostly about people break dancing, and that there were only 10 people in the whole cast of the show, it must have been quite taxing on them. The humour in the show was universal, and language was not much of a barrier to understanding the plot. Korean English is equally awesome as Japanese English – it’s always amusing to hear those two accents, provided you can actually make out what they are saying. I had a relatively good seat, and after discount it was priced at $64.80 (which my sister treated me to because I ran out of money). What was amazing was that seated near us were this group of 8 young kids, aged around 9 to 14, accompanied by three adults. My sister and I both marveled that these kids were so fortunate enough to be able to enjoy such events at such tender ages, luxuries we and prolly most other people didn’t have. Times have changed.
Spot the pattern:
A big sea of delocalized electrons floating, gravitating, homing inside. Joules kilovolts length (m), not often pronounced, quite random. Seriously? This. <-- Understand? Very weird. x_X Yawn zZzZ
And this is Jonny’s version:
"A barbaric captain doesn't eat fish. Generally, he instead jumps knaves, losing momentarily. No one purposely questions, ridicules, steals, tortures, unless very weary." ~ Xerxes, Yellow Zephyr
I still like mine better.
Why do bees hum?
Cause they forgot the words.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Happy Valentine's Day
Yay! Friday the 13th has just passed and it's now the 14th of February, otherwise known as Valentine's Day, or Friendship Day (for people without a valentine). Happy Valentine's Day people, I hope you have fun professing your <3 to your <3ed ones, or lamenting your lack of a partner. For those people at my age that are still single, don't worry, it's a tough year this year academic-wise so it's better to spend your time on studies. Or that's what everyone's saying.
It's been the new year (both english and chinese calendars) for awhile already, but I haven't been able to start everything afresh. The slacking attitude from the year-end hols has been bugging me a lot, and my sleeping patterns just crashed over the last few weeks. Lol nothing to worry about anymore, I hope everything will change by next week. Next week is the week where I get my deadlines met, I change the way I view the world, and the world changes the way it views me. =)
Gotta go now, I have an ee to do. I'll most definitely be posting more stuff real soon.
It's been the new year (both english and chinese calendars) for awhile already, but I haven't been able to start everything afresh. The slacking attitude from the year-end hols has been bugging me a lot, and my sleeping patterns just crashed over the last few weeks. Lol nothing to worry about anymore, I hope everything will change by next week. Next week is the week where I get my deadlines met, I change the way I view the world, and the world changes the way it views me. =)
Gotta go now, I have an ee to do. I'll most definitely be posting more stuff real soon.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Today
Today marks the day where three major events of my life happened. I shall go through them one by one.
Firstly, we got back our IB results yesterday. Well, I was mightily afraid that I was one of the 12 of 316 people who took Mandarin B SL who got 6 points, but my fears were unfounded. I was kinda depressed throughout the speech and all, as I was resigned to the fate that I was one of the lousy people who got 6 points. This wave of negative emotion continued even after I was assured of my 7 points, not that it is anything to be proud of, and I still have two very important Chinese teachers to thank. Hrmm, I won't be able to get used to this for awhile, but that marks the end of me compulsorily studying Chinese in my life. My life. The thing everyone has only one of. Yea that. What an anti-climatic sort-of-satisfactory ending to my tumultous history of studying Chinese -
1. Quite Good at Chinese in lower Primary School
2. Chinese Remedial in Tao Nan School (the standard of chinese at p6 IS FREAKING HIGH)
3. Higher MT at secondary level till sec 3 (how did I ever get in?)
4. Acheiving B4/C5 (omg I can't believe I forgot) at Sec 3 MT O levels
5. Dropping to normal MT at Sec 4 but deciding not to retake the Os
6. Then to Mandarin B SL in IB
7. With a grade 7.
That aside, the principal's speech and honour roll of top students was probably one of the most inspirational and mugger-inducing event ever in my life. Though I went through a similar one a year back, when we were all at the start of the year 5, the event this time round somehow felt different, more... how do I put it, it was more relevant to me. I could daresay that most of us at the start of year 5 still feel a little detached from the reality of IB and all, but now this really concerns us. From the question on my MSN of "omg we broke the 40 marks barrier, now what we do?", I got the replies of lets qq more, get started mugging, and play less. I guess this effectively sums up what year 6 IB life is about. Have fun guys, I'll see you all on the stage next year, I promise. (Doesn't this sound familiar?)
Second thing on the agenda for this morning: Less than 5 hours ago, I sent my older brother (yes I do have an older brother who is 8 years older) off to Perth to continue his Cadet Pilot studies and training. He'll be off for about 10 months to a year, and in that time I'll be able to kope his room. It's not his first time off overseas on an extended period of time, with him doing a semester (read: 6 months) of university in France. I guess in this global world where we are all global citizens, everyone's connected. We have invented/created/forged/made/constructed a highly complex method/system of communication that involves multiple handphones with both Singapore and Australian phone lines, and of course the webcam and Skype. Not to mention email and msn (lol I'm always online). And snail mail for those hopeless romantics who can stand reading letters 2 months after they're sent. The send-off at the airport was a surprisingly dry event, with various factors contributing to the lack of moisture. Such as the presence of my brother's gang of buddies, whom after 6-8 years they still keep in contact regularly. Hrmm, if I'm not wrong, I wrote something before/after the France trip on this blog awhile ago... O wells I wish my brother well, being a pilot is a darn cool occupation.
And for the final event, today marks the week aniversary of the passing of my dearest dog Jade (JJ). On the 31st of December 2008, while everyone was readying themselves for the countdown, and while I was at one of my favourite hangouts, I received the news that one of my dogs would not be stepping feet (she has 4 of them) into the house again. Ever. She was sick two days before that, and our whole family sent her to a dog hospital. She got a drip there, it was quite cool. That night, when I was preparing to leave, I took one last look at her and that was to be my last. I never saw her again after that. I heard she was terribly sick, and her passing can be seen as a relievement of the pain she was enduring. Well, I speak far too much, her story is one which I'll go into detail another time.
It takes a shocking event to change a person like me and I guess we all don't treasure the things we have till they are gone (I still have to say this no matter how cliche it may sound). Sorry guys for not providing much humour nor entertainment in this post, everyone needs to get serious once in awhile.
Firstly, we got back our IB results yesterday. Well, I was mightily afraid that I was one of the 12 of 316 people who took Mandarin B SL who got 6 points, but my fears were unfounded. I was kinda depressed throughout the speech and all, as I was resigned to the fate that I was one of the lousy people who got 6 points. This wave of negative emotion continued even after I was assured of my 7 points, not that it is anything to be proud of, and I still have two very important Chinese teachers to thank. Hrmm, I won't be able to get used to this for awhile, but that marks the end of me compulsorily studying Chinese in my life. My life. The thing everyone has only one of. Yea that. What an anti-climatic sort-of-satisfactory ending to my tumultous history of studying Chinese -
1. Quite Good at Chinese in lower Primary School
2. Chinese Remedial in Tao Nan School (the standard of chinese at p6 IS FREAKING HIGH)
3. Higher MT at secondary level till sec 3 (how did I ever get in?)
4. Acheiving B4/C5 (omg I can't believe I forgot) at Sec 3 MT O levels
5. Dropping to normal MT at Sec 4 but deciding not to retake the Os
6. Then to Mandarin B SL in IB
7. With a grade 7.
That aside, the principal's speech and honour roll of top students was probably one of the most inspirational and mugger-inducing event ever in my life. Though I went through a similar one a year back, when we were all at the start of the year 5, the event this time round somehow felt different, more... how do I put it, it was more relevant to me. I could daresay that most of us at the start of year 5 still feel a little detached from the reality of IB and all, but now this really concerns us. From the question on my MSN of "omg we broke the 40 marks barrier, now what we do?", I got the replies of lets qq more, get started mugging, and play less. I guess this effectively sums up what year 6 IB life is about. Have fun guys, I'll see you all on the stage next year, I promise. (Doesn't this sound familiar?)
Second thing on the agenda for this morning: Less than 5 hours ago, I sent my older brother (yes I do have an older brother who is 8 years older) off to Perth to continue his Cadet Pilot studies and training. He'll be off for about 10 months to a year, and in that time I'll be able to kope his room. It's not his first time off overseas on an extended period of time, with him doing a semester (read: 6 months) of university in France. I guess in this global world where we are all global citizens, everyone's connected. We have invented/created/forged/made/constructed a highly complex method/system of communication that involves multiple handphones with both Singapore and Australian phone lines, and of course the webcam and Skype. Not to mention email and msn (lol I'm always online). And snail mail for those hopeless romantics who can stand reading letters 2 months after they're sent. The send-off at the airport was a surprisingly dry event, with various factors contributing to the lack of moisture. Such as the presence of my brother's gang of buddies, whom after 6-8 years they still keep in contact regularly. Hrmm, if I'm not wrong, I wrote something before/after the France trip on this blog awhile ago... O wells I wish my brother well, being a pilot is a darn cool occupation.
And for the final event, today marks the week aniversary of the passing of my dearest dog Jade (JJ). On the 31st of December 2008, while everyone was readying themselves for the countdown, and while I was at one of my favourite hangouts, I received the news that one of my dogs would not be stepping feet (she has 4 of them) into the house again. Ever. She was sick two days before that, and our whole family sent her to a dog hospital. She got a drip there, it was quite cool. That night, when I was preparing to leave, I took one last look at her and that was to be my last. I never saw her again after that. I heard she was terribly sick, and her passing can be seen as a relievement of the pain she was enduring. Well, I speak far too much, her story is one which I'll go into detail another time.
It takes a shocking event to change a person like me and I guess we all don't treasure the things we have till they are gone (I still have to say this no matter how cliche it may sound). Sorry guys for not providing much humour nor entertainment in this post, everyone needs to get serious once in awhile.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
oh my gah school started ): how sucky is this. i have
a) yet to finish bebop
b) yet to finish f/sn (at the exciting part too! dark sakuraaaa)
c) yet to finish clannad
d) yet to finish tota
FFFFFFFFFFF ><
okay at least i finished gun/diebuster which was a very very good series with one of the best endings ever (baawwwwwwww) so fuckyes.
so much work to doooooooo Q________Q
3 gigs of touhou remix + some more that i have to encode to mp3 :D 1 day play time
wheeeeeeee
TOO BAD MY IPOD IS 2GIG LOL AND I STILL GOT 1GIG + OF ANIME SONGS ON MY REGULAR PLAYLIST
a) yet to finish bebop
b) yet to finish f/sn (at the exciting part too! dark sakuraaaa)
c) yet to finish clannad
d) yet to finish tota
FFFFFFFFFFF ><
okay at least i finished gun/diebuster which was a very very good series with one of the best endings ever (baawwwwwwww) so fuckyes.
so much work to doooooooo Q________Q
3 gigs of touhou remix + some more that i have to encode to mp3 :D 1 day play time
wheeeeeeee
TOO BAD MY IPOD IS 2GIG LOL AND I STILL GOT 1GIG + OF ANIME SONGS ON MY REGULAR PLAYLIST
Saturday, November 1, 2008
seriously i think dneo abandoned this blog forever or something, isn't it sad? i think he's emo because he finally met someone who doesn't fall for bento setups
REMINDER TO SELF JY STOP SLACKING
therefore this shall be a random post about random things that are not interesting at all
in other news that isnt chronological
Demel and Yukarin advance to the next round of SWR tourney by fighting random hwa chong people
Demel fails and loses 1 match to a remi that he shouldn't have, lolol
Yukarin goes through nerve wracking 2 games of Komachi vs Reimu POFV Lunatic and has to eat food afterward to stop hands shaking
replays of fail SWR matches at http://www.youtube.com/user/melvin12345 <-- SEE ME WHIFF ALL MY SPELLCARDS IN ALL THE MATCHES LOLWUT
school has ended and the holidays have begun. i mean the working days that we just get to wake up later at. HOWS FOCUS CAMP GUYS. deans list people not allowed to talk kthnx
chinese paper is on tuesday woohoo read moar chinese nao
i'm following 12 series this season, + i have tota and clannad to play, oh dear where will i get the time? school sucks wtf
kannagi op is brilliant JI MI DA NE~~
chaos head and index not too bad either
but we can always use more nagi amirite
REMINDER TO SELF JY STOP SLACKING
therefore this shall be a random post about random things that are not interesting at all
in other news that isnt chronological
Demel and Yukarin advance to the next round of SWR tourney by fighting random hwa chong people
Demel fails and loses 1 match to a remi that he shouldn't have, lolol
Yukarin goes through nerve wracking 2 games of Komachi vs Reimu POFV Lunatic and has to eat food afterward to stop hands shaking
replays of fail SWR matches at http://www.youtube.com/user/melvin12345 <-- SEE ME WHIFF ALL MY SPELLCARDS IN ALL THE MATCHES LOLWUT
school has ended and the holidays have begun. i mean the working days that we just get to wake up later at. HOWS FOCUS CAMP GUYS. deans list people not allowed to talk kthnx
chinese paper is on tuesday woohoo read moar chinese nao
i'm following 12 series this season, + i have tota and clannad to play, oh dear where will i get the time? school sucks wtf
kannagi op is brilliant JI MI DA NE~~
chaos head and index not too bad either
but we can always use more nagi amirite
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Most Unproductive Day 4
Wah there seems to be a larger influx of MUDs now that I'm suppose to be a mugger. Oh noes what is my world coming to... Anyway about school, IOP and chinese oral done. YESSS IT'S OVARR. And I know a dude who has both on today, good luck lol. IOP was a slight bit of success, I hope, well if I didn't shoot myself in the food, then everything should be fine. Though I think I talked abit too fast and too much, with too little quotes. O well, gg then.
Anime-wise, I found an awesome MAD on nico nico video, and have been watching it a few times. And in unrelated news, I've changed my wallpaper from Shana to something else, some old 2005 anime, which was one of the best series I've seen so far. Let's see who can guess it.
Still falling behind in my work, but that shouldn't be the case soon enough. Must work harder to keep my promises. =)
Vote on dumb poll here (Below the tag board) and do the Jo/No-hari window thingy if you got alot of free time ----->
Answers for 3 questions: (Answers for frog riddle coming right up)
1) Cabbage
2) A glance
3) Cauliflower
Anime-wise, I found an awesome MAD on nico nico video, and have been watching it a few times. And in unrelated news, I've changed my wallpaper from Shana to something else, some old 2005 anime, which was one of the best series I've seen so far. Let's see who can guess it.
Still falling behind in my work, but that shouldn't be the case soon enough. Must work harder to keep my promises. =)
Vote on dumb poll here (Below the tag board) and do the Jo/No-hari window thingy if you got alot of free time ----->
Answers for 3 questions: (Answers for frog riddle coming right up)
1) Cabbage
2) A glance
3) Cauliflower
Monday, February 25, 2008
Things that happened
After a long break, here's a short recap on the things that happened since wednesday:
Wednesday: Forgot what happened at school, went to first ever photog meeting till 5. They actually have my name on the namelist, woot. Was really really tempted to tick my attendence for the last 4 meetings, but the senior was looking. O well there's always next time.
Thursday: There was this captain's ball event for the second intake students. The balls they used were, to say the very least, interesting. What's with eggplants, exercise balls, pineapples and raw whole chickens. By the luck of the draw, we got the raw chicken field, by even more luck, we got the field again. I believe that playing captain's ball with a ball that is slimey and disintegrates halfway is quite an unforgettable experience, hurray for the student council for even thinking of such an absurd idea.
Friday: Highlight of the day supposed to be the picnic, it failed terribly. New highlight of the day was the double movie @ 6 bucks each @ GV Plaza. Went to watch CJ7 first - 5 words: IT IS A HORROR SHOW! Whatever newspapers and magazine reviews you read about CJ7, don't be fooled, for it is a horror show. Of course there's all the sad touching bits, all the comedy parts, BUT IT IS STILL A HORROR SHOW. I think it is just me, but i still get freaked out thinking of CJ7.
After that horror show, i stayed in the cinema for about half an hour, changed to another seat, and watched jumper. Nice show, nice action, nice mr. snakes-on-a-plane, and nice uber-cool-accent irish dude. I now have yet another ambition. When i grow up, i'm going to learn a perfect irish accent. Yet another thing to add to my list of when-i-grow-up-what-i-want-to-do list.
Saturday: passed so quickly. Nothing ever happens on saturdays, it's like one of those days meant for people to catch up on sleep.
Sunday: EVERYTHING happens on sundays. On normal dneo sundays, theres always the homework after 12am. More importantly, there's always the build-up to homework which happens before 12am, which is more taxing on the brain and body than the actually doing of homework, cause i dont actually do the homework.
But this sunday, someone close to me died. He/she had been around me since 2005, and i would see him/her everyday. Even in the dark mornings when no one else would be awake, sometimes i would see his/her bright face shining in the darkness. When i was feeling emo or hyper or happy or sad, and i needed someone to communicate with, he/she would be there for me, always absorbing information, giving interesting replies. Lately, his/her health started failing, there were times when he/she would not respond when i wanted him/her to. These were signs, which i overlooked, and at last it came, The End... of my computer :'( Farewell o computer, you have served me well... so stop slacking and start serving me well again dammit. Anyone who knows anything about Kernel_data_inpage_error or Unmountable_boot_disk please please please contact me and help me. It would be greatly appreciated.
Oh ya, i'm screwed for my Chemistry and Physics tests. Oh noes =( nvm, there's always next time, let's hope this will allow me to get a good progress award =)
The End. Why is cj7 a freaking horror show?!?!?
Wednesday: Forgot what happened at school, went to first ever photog meeting till 5. They actually have my name on the namelist, woot. Was really really tempted to tick my attendence for the last 4 meetings, but the senior was looking. O well there's always next time.
Thursday: There was this captain's ball event for the second intake students. The balls they used were, to say the very least, interesting. What's with eggplants, exercise balls, pineapples and raw whole chickens. By the luck of the draw, we got the raw chicken field, by even more luck, we got the field again. I believe that playing captain's ball with a ball that is slimey and disintegrates halfway is quite an unforgettable experience, hurray for the student council for even thinking of such an absurd idea.
Friday: Highlight of the day supposed to be the picnic, it failed terribly. New highlight of the day was the double movie @ 6 bucks each @ GV Plaza. Went to watch CJ7 first - 5 words: IT IS A HORROR SHOW! Whatever newspapers and magazine reviews you read about CJ7, don't be fooled, for it is a horror show. Of course there's all the sad touching bits, all the comedy parts, BUT IT IS STILL A HORROR SHOW. I think it is just me, but i still get freaked out thinking of CJ7.
After that horror show, i stayed in the cinema for about half an hour, changed to another seat, and watched jumper. Nice show, nice action, nice mr. snakes-on-a-plane, and nice uber-cool-accent irish dude. I now have yet another ambition. When i grow up, i'm going to learn a perfect irish accent. Yet another thing to add to my list of when-i-grow-up-what-i-want-to-do list.
Saturday: passed so quickly. Nothing ever happens on saturdays, it's like one of those days meant for people to catch up on sleep.
Sunday: EVERYTHING happens on sundays. On normal dneo sundays, theres always the homework after 12am. More importantly, there's always the build-up to homework which happens before 12am, which is more taxing on the brain and body than the actually doing of homework, cause i dont actually do the homework.
But this sunday, someone close to me died. He/she had been around me since 2005, and i would see him/her everyday. Even in the dark mornings when no one else would be awake, sometimes i would see his/her bright face shining in the darkness. When i was feeling emo or hyper or happy or sad, and i needed someone to communicate with, he/she would be there for me, always absorbing information, giving interesting replies. Lately, his/her health started failing, there were times when he/she would not respond when i wanted him/her to. These were signs, which i overlooked, and at last it came, The End... of my computer :'( Farewell o computer, you have served me well... so stop slacking and start serving me well again dammit. Anyone who knows anything about Kernel_data_inpage_error or Unmountable_boot_disk please please please contact me and help me. It would be greatly appreciated.
Oh ya, i'm screwed for my Chemistry and Physics tests. Oh noes =( nvm, there's always next time, let's hope this will allow me to get a good progress award =)
The End. Why is cj7 a freaking horror show?!?!?
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