Born in the wrong era? No. There is no wrong era.

i really ought to remind students about meetings 1 day in advance at least...

rev george received a lot of smses this morning when he was leading communion i think.
AND
there's a pasah malam at simei!
yayayay
ramly burgers! and roti johns! and taiwan sausages! and chicken wings! and much much more junk food!!
too bad it won't stay for long.

tio pang seh'ed at bowen.
but at least the weather was nice.
quick shower. clear sky. pleasantly breezey. peaceful void deck. soccer playing in the distance. cooling cement bench...
managed to finsih a book while waiting.
'twas a fine day indeed.

and a happy birhthday to G.R.T.L...aunty liao...
dun forget to write "SHOW NO MERCY" in your palm.

yesterday we met the sports ambassadors.
we brought half the group down to a court near st. hildas to play with whoever was there.
the group comprised mike, dusty, john, darin, and dan.
darin's the tallest of the group at 2.2 m.

what's funny was that after talking to them we began imitating their accent(among ourselves of course)
and you get to see true-blue, all-american-made-in-the-u.s.a. ang mohs respond to the culture here.
what with all the high rise apartments and ez-link cards and chai beng and stuff...
darin bought a pack of strawberry flavoured yanyan while he was resting..i think it was his first time eating such a thing
...and i think he liked it

they're playing our national team AND national youth team on alternate sundays.
and i heard they wanted to visit the night safari...cool..but that also means more work for turtle...oops..
after lunch, we went off to area meeting while they went back to their place to rest i think(heard they were still experiencing jet-lag)

for dinner, i paid for dong's mushroom swiss along with mine first.
he wanted to pay me back after that, so it was settled.
we agreed that he would give me $3.50 and i would return him $10.

we broke out laughing after that.

he's looking forward to the hopeful november night cycling trip...along with the highly probable q&a session after that i reckon....
seems i can't run.
siamed last year, but turtle still remembers and he's back with a vengeance.
tell you lah.
the first to ride the racer...
growing in admiration at least.

i did it again.
i'm regretting it again.

"we almost always regret making rash decisions because they are usually never wise decisions"

a particular group of russians were holding a church meeting.
underground of course.
but much to their surprise..and dismay....
they were found out.
the KGB barged in through their doors.
all armed with AK-47's,
"whoever here is not a believer, leave now"

"we shoot the rest."

instantly half the room empties.
the KGB stare with pure cold eyes.

then they drop their weapons before them.
"ok. now that we know you are true believers,"

"tell us about your God."

We simply act in faith and obedience.
God does as He deems fit.

me specs was braked this mourning at 4 a.d.
now id have been maked better wiph sum siple scot date.
and much many skils from your true. =)
i thick that a spear is lieing somewhereabout, budt i had never find id yet.
may i using this par as the expandabel one next time i do sporting activists...

a man.
although only in his thirties,
his hair already white from the stress that's he's had over the years in business.
his wife recently died of cancer,
leaving him with 2 sons that aren't old enough to take care of themselves.
his business has failed.

his conclusion on the matter when asked by a friend:

"God does not make mistakes."

Bill Crowder was excellent just now.
clear, accurate, personal, practical, and funny.
3 simple questions from Daniel.

What do we base our values on?
The World's or God's?

Where is our focus?
Everything else or God?

What's it gonna take for us to be obedient to God?
7 years as a wildman
or
a humble recognition now of who we are and who He is?

happy birthday to my mom.
dunno if can go for Bill Crowder if we're celebrating...
maybe i can catch the second half...

There are NO mistakes.

kar chua's sleeping on my bro's bed now.
we were both asleep on the floor yesterday.

wan jun: "so kc whole life come to your house one ah?"

me: "not whole life. yesterday. i slept here and he slept there. see this spot? yah. my saliva was around there."

sleeping habits that ought not be of any cause for alarm.
however unsettling.

i lie on the floor when i'm tired.
i fall asleep when i am very tired.
( sometimes i forget to log out of msn, and people think i am on msn all night when actually i was asleep by 10. sometimes i'm on all night(like now))

i drool usually when i enter deep sleep.
(this is regardless of location. during lectures. at a table. on a bed. on the floor. on the bus. in the toilet. the possibilities are endless.)

i sleep talk sometimes.
(usually i mumble, but i've heard that there've been times when my words were audible.)

sometimes i sleep move.
(like sleepwalking, just that i don't move around.)
i could suddenly sit up and move my arms around and mumble some stuff before falling back into my slumber.
(i have witnesses.)
this can be quite spooky.
BUT FEAR NOT. I AM NOT POSSESSED.
my mind just happens to be overtly active that night.

my only fear is what happens if i let out secrets?
...like my pin number...
..the horror...

conversation at and after the wall

cassandra: "you really look like an ah pek"

me: "is that your own opinion? or have you been influenced by others?"

cassandra: "my own. your glasses so low lidat, then.."
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.
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turtle: "you need to do something about your appearance man.."

lol, went to climb just now. not sure if i was of much help to joon chung though...
led the 1st lane and the red overhang...top-roped the roof.
happy to say that it seems my technique has improved.
yay. i have no idea how, but that's good...slowly working towards leading the roof by nov, and i'll try as much as possible not to use the 2 jugs.

joon chung: "so you going for competition ah?"

me: "the bad thing about climbing comps is that they're usually on saturdays and sundays."

i nearly left turtle permanently lame today.
still disappointed with my negligence.
sorry.

that's just irresponsible and selfish isn't it?
yea.
it is.
blaming others and everything else for our displeasures with reality.
this is an effect of sin.
my own and the rest of the worlds'.
working together to show that there is a problem with us.
this unhappiness is an indicator THAT SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT. something that was not meant to be is BEING.
there is no wrong era.
i'm here right now. frustrated yes, but not by chance.
there is Someone working BEHIND it ALL..
there will come a day
when there is no more pain. no more death. no more crying. no more tears.
what am i doing now in the light of the knowledge of the hope of that day's coming?
i'm moping.
God chooses who he wants to use. any instrument can be marvellous in His hands. if He deems it unsuitable, He'll just use another person to carry out His will.
so what if people around me are different?
that's not the point.
Christ did not die so that i could mope.
wake up your idea.
work now. nobody said it would be easy.
but happy will i be when it ends.
thanks. i feel better.

this is killing me.
i'm dying.
my ear hurts again. it's been hurting the whole day.
school is getting on my nerves again.
i totally do not click with my classmates.
our interests and characters are just not compatible.
they are getting more and more on my nerves...
the people around me, they are all so different...it's irritating.
the escapist in me just wants to avoid the problems altogether.
run away.
run far far away.
away to somewhere nobody knows you.
where you can start anew.
where you can be more useful.
but i doubt if i'll ever have the guts to do any thing really radical
so i'll probably just have to grit my teeth and endure through this whole thing.
radical like
run away to another country.
drop out of school.
sign on.
go jail.
disappear.
when will it end....?
what am i doing?
why do i sigh?
maybe because
it's the easiest thing to do.

this saturday and sunday there'll be inter school speed climbing at expo!
then, 5th and 6th august is World Climbing Championship at expo AGAIN!
tmr must go and climb liao, i cannot take it...my fingers are itching
call andrew wah wah follow me..see if got anyone else want to go...

everybody is revealing things about themselves everyday whether we notice it or not.
i am very sure i do it too.
sometimes unknowingly(i wouldn't know when cos if i did then it wouldn't be unknowingly, like it could be now but then i wouldn't know if i am, or what i'm revealing if indeed i am revealing), sometimes purposely.
it could be the things we do. it could be the things we say. it could be the shoes we buy. the things we wear. the things we are seen doing. the choices that we make.
sometimes it's VERY obvious. like when we do something very unlike our usual behaviours...what could it suggest?
sometimes(those subconscious things especially), we reveal things about ourselves that we didnt know we are revealing, and that others only on further contemplation and sometimes with additional info begin to realize actually shows something about us.
this could be very trivial things, but it could also be things that are quite essential to our characters, however subtle the hints may be.
it's like, why is it that out of ALL the shoes in a shop within our budget, we choose ONE particular pair? what is it about that pair that made us buy it? maybe this is over-speculation, but i think even the type of shoes or shirts that i like reveal things about myself.
people may be quick to pick those out, or they may not.

however,
you can know alot about someone, but you may not actually know that person.
like a subject in school, facts about people can be remembered, but the person and what he is really like, we may not really grasp.
or if we think we've grasped that person, how do we know that that is really what he is like?
how well do i actually know people?
how well do people actually know me?

funny things about speakers.
1. Mr Lim was high yesterday, relentlessly stabbing away at Miss Ng, and acting as 2 people at once.
2. Mr Blumenstock spoke in jeans and slippers the whole time yesterday.
(which just makes SO much sense in this kind of climate...he should've worn shorts even...heck throw in a singlet as well why don't cha?)
3. This morning's speaker reminded me of Master Yoda. except he wasn't green, was taller than my knee and didn't have pointy ears.
4. Another speaker will be long bearded soon..wahaha.
5. Another speaker speaks with gestures that people apparently find pleasure in imitating.

AND

rusty went for the conference yesterday!
a temasek poly professing muslim, confessing agnostic who reads shakespere and socrates out of interest during his free time and who scored 258 for psle and who trashed bob at winning 7-0 using barca against inter and whose birthday is on the 9th of Nov!
wonder how he found it....
.happy day.

things to do eventually. alone or with others.

1. night cycle a distance at least equivalent to cycling to CBD.
2. fly a kite at marina bay(or any other place).
3. leisure walk the zoo.
4. leisure walk the science centre.
5. have a bbq on the roof one evening/night/early morning.
6. go fishing at bedok jetty(or any other place).
7. go on phto trip with ah kong. his choice.
8. paint my bike. and try and make it branded(as a joke of course).
9. catch a centipede.
10. make a garden(of some sort) on the roof.
11. launch(and record) a working sparkler rocket.
12. manage one hand pull-ups(number is not decided on yet..)
13. distort a metal pot from ikea.
14. go swimming, maybe kayaking also.

this is a super eventual thing
14. make my concept slinky toy.

dong's grandma just passed away.
paternal side.
haven't talked to him yet...dunno what to talk about...
this is one of the things that i never knew how to handle.
what to do when someone is feeling sad?
do we feel sad too?
try and cheer them up? is it appropriate?
say you're sorry? do i even know what that means?
tell them not to be sad? is that too insensitive?

sometimes i think the best thing to do is to just shut up.

not to say things that you don't mean and end up becoming hypocritical.
not to try and make them feel better by things that you say...
i think often people would rather just leave things to time and silent contemplation,
not so much to get over and forget the loss, but to put it in the correct perspective.
God's perspective.
maybe some people want to talk about it, then maybe i'd jsut be there to listen...

i wonder how i would feel if someone who i think is close to me passes away.
often wondered if i would cry.
and also what it meant if i didn't...
does it mean that we weren't close?
or that i didn't care?
i don't know...

disappointed with myself.
what do you do when you're unhappy?
you eat.
when i was still in secondary shool, on days when i felt horrible, i would tell myself that i'd stuff my face with sushi.
usually i'd eat the sushi buffet at eastpoint on fridays.
friday being my shortest day and also the day that i can look forward to as the end of the school week,
and eastpoint being the place near my house with sushi.
i was usually alone, though once or twice i ate there with someone else. han jie or phua or cham cham in jc.
i could eat alot. but i eat slow.
han jie's vomitted twice trying to out eat me...
been eating less, but recently i've eaten there with my dad, cham cham and bob.
good time to talk too.
well sushi's closed for now, so if i'm still intent on stuffing my face, it'd be at the 24-hr mac near-by...
anyone up for late night mac?

10 books on my to read list.
(can't remember for sure the exact title for some, open to correction)
in no particular order...
1. 39 steps - Buchan
2. Orthodoxy - Chesterton
3. The Eternal Man. - Chesterton
4. 1984. - Orwell
5. When We Were Orphans. - Ishiguro
6. Crime and Punishment. - Dostoevsky
7. The Great Gatsby. - Fitzgerald
8. Woman in White. - (forgot)
9. Animal Farm. - Orwell
10. (something) Shadowlands. - Lewis

on a totally unrelated note.
my birthday is on the 17 of november.

uh-oh.
i'm seeing day by day the wealth of videos that can be found at youtube...this is bad..
those rare jap music videos, and even rare anime can find also...
just chanced upon NINKU and RK stuff...
much time can be spent watching the stuff man...
if ever u see a ninku vid, see ep 29-b.
it's prolly among the better fights thus far. best is still koh jin fight.... but they never upload that, so too bad.
RK a lot to see also....
and i am supposed to have tui chu jiang hu....better steer clear of anime clips...

Do As Infinity - Enrai
i want this song. please if anyone has or knows where to get....you know what to do

blogger is going crazy again.
it's frustrating

lit's rubbing off on me.
and what happens when physics practical becomes very boring?

Great was an old man's delight,
When once on a clear summer night,
He witnessed the white
of the night's lesser light,
And contrived to ascend to it's height.

Great was that same old man's plight,
When later a cold winter's night
It dawned upon him
that though never dim
It would remain ever only a sight

went for a jog with han jie again.
went another route this time...about 45 min again.
at one point i wondered if we were lost.
we were at some fly-over or something around changi road area that headed to changi airport, but i wasn't sure at the time because i couldn't see clearly.
(i didn't have my specs on)
(i'm pratically blind without my specs at night)
...but eventually we got home.
i did some stretching, then some pull ups,
then drank some water(and discovered how sweet water can be when you're thirsty).
drinking pepsi now and eating pretzel pieces.

kc's coming over later cos he wants to do some work...that's cool, then i can also do with him...

insignificant but happy point: i've learnt to play the melody of departure!! (much thanks to mr spherical for that) yayayay

yes it's true.
i look forward to my marriage.
dong shares similar sentiments.

in fact, i already have an idea of what my wife will be like, and i am awaiting the day when we finally meet.
she will be slim and slender...very elegant.
dark, but with a flawless complexion.
she won't speak much usually...calm and quiet...my type of girl...
i think that we will definitely feel like strangers at first, but with time i think i will know her like the back of my hand.
and we'll eventually discover that we were made for each other.
she'll be hardy too. definitely hardy.
and definitely not a pushover. she'll be the kind of girl that you wouldn't want to make angry, but when she's in her good moods, she's harmless as a feather.
we'll do lot's of fun stuff that girls rarely do. like camping..yea camping (dirt included)...and long strolls in scenic walks.

some guys view marriage to be the loss of your freedom, but i don't think so.
but it is for freedom that we get married.
yes....in less than just 2 more years...
i'll be married to my SAR.

all my life i've eaten only the hum jin beng sold at maxwell market.
i love the hum jin beng that they sell there, and i knew that it was very good, but i never knew how much of a cut above the rest it was, until today.
there you pay $1 and you get 7 pieces.
you can choose sian or dou sa.
i prefer sian.
usually i buy sian and dou sa in the ratio 2:1 so that anyone else who likes dou sa can eat also, or just for the sake of variety, either way, that's the ratio.
happiness is when, after frying 21 pieces of hum jin beng and walking over to the next row of shops to buy a cup of sng bueh zhui, you finally enjoy it all in a shaded area while observing the rest of the world go about their daily business.
the hum jin beng there is freshly fried when you order, and is never kept for long after being cooked.
it's exterior is fried to a light golden crsip, and the air inside gets heated up and expands without escaping making the whole thing one very delightful fluffy piece of fried flour.
taking a bite, your teeth quickly sink into it's soft interior, and you discover the hot air trapped inside, not without great pleasure at that.
it's chewy texture is never tiresome to eat, and it's savoury taste whets your appetite.
for maximum pleasure, enjoy while hot(though it may also lead to a maximum sore throat...but minor matters can be dealt with on a later date...)
top it all off with a refreshing cup of iced sng bueh zhui.
their tastes perfectly complimenting each other, with the drink quenching your thirst so that you can eat more hum ji beng, tuly a match made in heaven!
all this for just $4.
now.
compare all THAT with the hum jin beng from the particular shop at east point(if it is indeed their own, cos it may just be some bought-off-the-shelf-microwaveable product).
a opale comparison indeed.
and one of thw worst things is that it costs $0.80 for one piece
their's was rock-hard and stone-cold. maybe you could kill someone if you threw it at his head.
it was hard to chew and was not very strong in taste.
dry and unpalatable on the whole, it is unlikely that i will visit that place again for a meal.
the worst thing was that it cos only
i am enlightened with what exists outside of maxwell, and i am glad to remain here.

my mom said that she saw the girl and her father since she started working, and over the years they have both grown. amazing eh?

very entertaining shows
1. the untouchables
2. chariots of fire
3. forest gump
4. good will hunting
5. collateral
6. the bourne supremacy
7. gladiator
8. million dollar baby
9. the matrix
10. lotr-pt3

i have realised that this is one of the hardest lists to compile due to the fact that new movies are constantly being made and old ones are constantly being viewed.
hence this list will prolly change more often than the anime ones...
so i just decided to put 10 shows that i have enjoyed alot.
they do not represent the best shows ever seen, but just 10 entertaining shows that i like and will happily engage in a conversation about if ever anyone talks about it.

10 anime that left particularly longer post-viewing impacts
(this can be good or bad)
(in no order)
1. here and then, now and there.
2. akihabara den no gumi
3. grave of the fireflies
4. RK: seisouhen
5. fushigi yuugi
6. N.G.E movie
7. trigun
8. cowboy bebop
9. steam detectives
10. akira

now that i think about it, celebrities are over-paid. wayWAYway over-paid.
it all began as i was reading the newspaper.
the prices at which soccer players transfer from club to club.
it's ridiculous.
"millionaires kicking a ball".
most high-profile players probably earn enough money a month to support a village in africa or cambodia for a year.

i hate to admit it sometimes.
but today after i ate my dinner, my bro was playing the piano. my mom had brought back some free cake from some hotel cause of some conference or something. i was eating the cake and sipping some tea. my ah kong was sitting in the garden, also eating cake. my dad was watching his fishes, thinking. my ah ma was in her room, reading. my mom was with me, eating cake, sipping tea, and reading the news.
i saw all that was before me.
and i realised how fortunate i am.
fortunate in the sense that the life i've lived has been well-provided for throughout.
heck, i'll even say that i am wealthy. not filthy rich, but well-to-do nonetheless..to the point of luxury even.
i suppose that i've been told before, either straight from my folks, or from people around me, that i am rich.
i don't like to be exclusive, especially not in this way, but it is something that i cannot deny.
whatever my sentiments, the fact is that there are many people in singapore who do not have as much. in fact, many of the people i know fall into that group. this is just singapore alone.
think of the countries all over.
not that there is anything wrong with that.
and i do not boast in any way over this because i know that none of this is except unless He wills it so.
however it makes me think about what i am doing with all this.
how have these resources been used? have i been responsibe?
the answer to that, i'm afraid, is really not worth boasting about.
i wonder if i can live with nothing.

in no particular order
1. fivel goes west.
2. the great mouse detective.
3. bambi.
4. the fox and the hound.
5. shrek.
6. robin hood.
7. wallace and gromit: the curse of the were rabbit.
8. chicken run.
9. rug rats go to paris.
10. a bug's life.

i just noticed something...
last week's sermon.
yesterday's sermon.
last week's sunday school.
yesterday's sunday school.
the book fairs.
saturday dinner.
saturday meeting.
literature.
recent discoveries.
coincidence?
i think not....

bought cheap books yesterday!(well, comparing their sizes...one was more wu hua than the other, but nvm that...)
THEN
spent some time talking to mooi tai about letting her kids go for c&e conference after tfc.
went to meet marist counsellors(who are just so UN-marist) for xventure together with minsen.
went to meet hui zhe for ebs 2 at bowen.
finished,
took 109 to go pasir ris.
ended up in serangoon...or some interchange in the north, i didn't exactly know where...
took 109 to go pasir ris. AGAIN.
fell asleep.
ended up in changi village.
ez-link card got -34 cents.
bought sng bueh to get some change.
took 2 home.
mom was home and i got a cool freebie bag that's a wee bit girly.

figured all the mix-ups had to do with the hair...it's added weight was annoying.
decided to have it cut. mom wanted to do it another day.
so i cut my own hair.
not so easy(TERRIBLY DIFFICULT), so mr spherical helped me.
not so good, so mom fnally came to remedy the situation.
i feel so much better. i can finally think straight...

karate master meets yoddler.

second childishness and mere oblivion says:
i see a fan right now...

You taught me to Yoddle, Yoddle lolodup de yay de yoddle lodup de yay dee yoddle lolodup deee says:
no la singapore dont show this program so have to watch from youtube

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.
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second childishness and mere oblivion says:
i see a fan

You taught me to Yoddle, Yoddle lolodup de yay de yoddle lodup de yay dee yoddle lolodup deee says:
ya... i find yodeling very nice

yay! a picture post!
this is the doskoi panda from one peice.

today was another funny day.
fell asleep on the floor.
woke up in a bed.
ps'ed bob for soccer. (so sorry, i really wanted to play, but couldn't, sorry.)
chionged some stuff before leaving for st-e.
went for st-e.
God intervened. (haha, so mysterious and unexpected)
minsen made noise over my health conditions and how i was handling it.
chatted quite a bit with milo( he also drank 2 cups of iced milo at mac. if u cut him, he'd prolly bleed milo)
went for tfcl meeting.
noise was made over my clothes...again...please spare me...
went for birthday-cum-interrogation dinner

note to self: beware of birthday dinners that carry a high risk of being coupled with questions that put you in precarious positions.

went for tfcl meeting.
cut short due to health reasons.OUCH.
came home.
read.
sleep.
CAKE TOMORROW (courtesy of the Tsai's)...and books!

and zhe feng...i now know....
tcpcyetfcb camp......dehehehehehe...watch out...think...
red and multi-legged...dehehehehehe

Cold. So cold.
And so very hungry as well.
This was us.
Cold. Hungry. Thirsty. Tired. Without Hope.
Trapped within the four walls of a dungeon with no windows.
We knew not what went on outside.
This was all we had, and time seemed to have had no grip on us. Each moment, each second, each minute, we did not care, we could not care.
The very life within us was seeping away, drained away, by the cold and the hunger, and, the Wardens.
The mental torture alone was agonising enough.
Many had fallen, and only the strong could remain.
Darkness engulfed them. Escape was impossible and resistance, futile. We could only succumb to our fate.

But alas! It's continuity was not to be!

Redemption did come.
In an instant, the darkness was torn from our eyes.
It's herald: a single, solitary, extended note.
It's simplicity, beautiful.
It's purity, magnificent.
It's authenticity, undeniable.
Truly music if ever anyone heard it.
New life was injected into our weary bodies. new hope into our tired hearts.
We were rejuvenated.
The echoed notes that followed shortly after signalled it's finality.
We received it with unmatched relief.
It had ended.
We were emancipated.
Lit lecture was over.
Breaktime.

i smell like my bag, and my bag smells like me.
we both reek of sweat, or at least that sweat smell after you've sweated and your clothes are still a bit damp...
had quite an active day.
i need a bath and so does my beloved bag.
had p.e. and we played soccer until halfway through recess.
didn't prove to be a liability, so it was quite pleasant, and funny...
yay.
then went to play basketball at t.p., and also jogged 2.4 with dong
...barefooted throughout!
and better yet,
NO BLISTERS!!
yay.
also, got back my lit results, and did much better than expected, considering the fact that it's my first proper lit exam...
yay.
resolved to finish PAP by tonight!

always wanted to live in a less hectic place.
can go fishing, climb trees and rocks, pluck fruits, be surrounded by endless green..and explore it, fly kite, catch grasshoppers, rear chicken, chase ducks...see stars and moon...chop tree, cook natural meals, skip stones, play catching and soccer, read and sleep, work with my hands, swim in river or sea.... run away from crocodile.
but all that wouldn't be very profitable now would it...?
nope.
it wouldn't.

i seriously need a hair cut. but my mom left for jepun this morning, so that means there's nobody at home who can cut my hair for me. swell.
this morning i went to the land of ridiculously cheap books.
yes, that's bras basah complex for the unenlightened.
but despite their insanely rock bottom prices, i couldn't buy any books because of my insanely empty wallet.
(ok. not say empty, but you can't buy much with 2000 yen, 1 yuan and 60 cents...)
but anyhow,
can't find the books that i want. dunno why, but got no chesterton and lewis~sian~
also, met samuel just now, chatted for about an hour plus and he's considering coming to church. woohoo.
so many things to talk about, but i realised, as i did in a similar encounter with nicholas last firday, that i have a difficulty with smiling.
i enjoyed the conversations, but whenever i wanted to give a smile of assurance that they were not in the least bit boring me, i couldn't. the forced smile comes out pretty bad also, so that doesn't help.
it's just like in photos...i think i am horribly bad with photos when i try to smile.
it's easier to just keep a straight face.
see lah. train from young. just great.
note to all.
when my face is straight,
i am actually smiling,
just that i am not.

what a nice night.
it rained, so that cooled things down.
the moon is big, white and round. my favourite.
had a wonderful dinner with my family at frankel.
some cantonese cuisine shop, basically chinese food, but it's CHEAP and GOOD.
and better still, i discovered a bakery nearby.
Montreaux.
that's what it's called, and it sells absolutely delicious cakes and pasteries!
it's locally and privately owned and that's just icing on the cake(wahaha)
that means no international chef to help it gain in renown and no r&d staff unlike franchises to come up with limitless new dishes!
it's cakes even won awards and participated in cake competitions...held in FRANCE leh..dun prlay prlay...
so happy, next time must buy from there more often!

this is metal gear rex.
everybody say 'hi rex'.

boulering@bishop

yes. more climbing. and sharma, as you can see,
climbs grabbing nothing...

came home yesterday, ate leftover pork with bread.,
watched abit of the condor heroes.
then dozed off at 6.
woke up this morning at 7...
(obviously suffering from world-cup withdrawal sypmtoms)
left for school.
discovered, albeit too lately, that i had left home with only one sock.
"great" i thought to myself...."i have p.e. later.."
decided to ditch the socks all together and go sockless for the day.
played soccer for p.e., and it been confirmed as a matter of fact, that i have absolutely NO touch for the beautiful game.
dismayed.
WHY DID FRANCE LOSE!?!!?
i need a haircut.
maybe i should cut my own hair. hahaaa, remebered how it turned out for bob...that was hilarious...
oh yes, and having left for school promptly after waking up also means that i have not bathed since after the finals. not that i am really that dirty or anything...
ah well, apart from the many unpleasant things that have happened today, i am proud to have arrived at a new description for my younger brother!
he is
"excessively spherical"

the match was a good one.
with calibre befitting the occasion.
both sides played fluid, attacking football.
Italy dictated the first half.
France controlled the second and more or less the rest of the game.
disappointed with the behaviour of zidane.
but well, contrary to the belief of some.
he is as human as anyone of us.
wayne was right.
italy won.
here it ends.
lif returns to normal.
good night.

1 bag of snyders of hanover. jalapeno flavour.
- $2.45

1 bottle of vanilla coke. 1.5 litre.
- $1.90

1 stylo tea cup. full of ice.
- $0.00

1 evening when the rest of the world stops to witness 22 artists create magic with a ball, and you are at home in the wee hours of the morning alone in front of the telly watching it live. unbathed. unbothered.
- priceless

world cup finals.
italia and francaise.
half time.
score is 1 all.
italy is the stronger side.
but i want france to win.
happily watching
woohoo

it's been a while since we last had a proper conversation, heck, since we last talked (in my opinion) normally, un-reserved, as friends.
it all started last year i think, when my promo results were released and it's implications on me were confirmed.
we ate dinner together and then he talked to me about certain things, things that i still remember(it's written somewhere i can always refer to..).
but since then, i feel as if he has been rather cold towards me, as if even when i talk to him or say "hi", not that he doesn't respond, but there is this air of distance between us...
i don't really know why, or what he thinks, but i don't really want to speculate.
i trust he has his reasons if it really is so(maybe i'm just imagining things), and i am inclined to think them reasonable and biblical...
i think that if ever the time was right things will open up.
or if ever there are pressing issues that need to be addressed, word will reach my ear, whether from himself directly or conveyed by someone else under his prompting.
in the mean time, i need to get my act together...

went for st-e today. dong called it a st-e marathon.
we did from 1 til about 6 with a lunch break in between...
was greatly disturbed when we began...maybe i lost focus or something...i'm not sure, but i just wanted to stop and go home and forget about it all together.
more or less everybody iapproached turned me down.
did not manage to share properly to anyone, in that it was quite disruptive or they had parents or they had friends or they had to rush off or ....
then dong approached some guys, i passed one of them my clip board with my questionairres. this was one of my low points.
they were very distracted and did not answer the questions seriously...this really upset me...the way they treated the message...
when they finally left, i was quite shaken.
i still knew that we had to continue to share.
but for a few moments i just stopped and stood there and thought.
maybe i was doing st-e for numbers, maybe just as a usual practice...but i remembered that we were OBLIGED to share, that they NEEDED to hear, whatever their response, everyone DESERVED an opportunity to hear.
reworked my actios and mindset.
resolved to be more serious in my speech. to be more daring in my approach. and to be more tenacious in my persistence.
i stil need to brush up in many areas.
but, by God's grace,
some heard to today
and in this
i rejoice

today i came back quite late cause of rehearsal again at church.
i have come back with:

-greater esteem for seng heng as a singer
he sang in parts with ernest and it was SO SO nice! I WAS SO IMPRESSED!!

-greater esteem for stephanie as a pianist
she reminded me abit of lian sze, i don't know if their skill levels are very different, but with my limited understanding of music, she at least played with what seemed like a lot of skill...like creating the score for songs that had no piano score, things like that...

-greater fear of playing with toddlers or very young children at least(aged below 6 maybe?)
their(seng heng and stephanie's) daughter(i just realized i don't know her name) was left in the baby room at the back during rehearsal, and every now and then she came over to the window and tapped on it and i felt obliged to turn around and entertain her abit.
funny encounter, but not one that i'd like to face often.
ravi quoted g.k.c saying that "part of God's infinity can be seen in a child's propensity to exult in the monotonous".
it is quite evident especially when playing with younger children - the same thing can entertain them forever(same show, same songs, same game, same action...etc)
but i think what i felt was that i was not able to really keep her occupied and yet she tried to find some form of entertainment in me. at the same time i didn't want to seem like i gave her the cold shoulder, and so i tried to play with her, but was afraid that i might bore her.
sigh, it's not that i don't like children, it's just that, i think i can be quite the boring playmate...and so i don;t really play cause i don't want to let them down...and i think i (naturally) connect better with guys than with girls( i'm not sure though...)
i think i need to work on smiling more(and more naturally at that), and maybe my relational skills with others...
what if i ever need to help out with preteens?
*trembles*

went for a jog just now with HJ.
haha, we ran for 40++ min so maybe 4+ km at least?
dunno.
didn't check and we never decided on a distance.
he just wanted to "jog until his legs died" and i was like "yea, just go, i anything.."
...ge kiang....
came back and instantly my legs felt the effects of the jog
lol, this has led me to think even more that i am really really at one of my lowest points in terms of my fitness.
good time to chat and catch up, and i'm glad we can do that, i said that i won't mind going like once a week with him, so hopefully we keep this up, then, i can get fitter AND chat with him!
yea.
looking forward to the next run.
sort of..

sigh, as i enter this, i do it with a frown.
due to a compunding of problems, i am quite unhappy right now.
mostly they are a result of my own negligence, which really makes me even more unhappy...
for one, just woke up a while ago, and to my dismay have discovered that i had completely missed the match.
THE MATCH THAT I HAVE BEEN SO BADLY ANTICIPATING!!!
missed.
just like that.
why?
because i just wanted to lie down.
which led to me falling asleep, thinking i could wake up when i wanted.
wrong again. as has been proven more often than not, i CAN'T wake up whenever i want to.
and now i miss watching a fix-up that i would consider a dream match.
great.
and then there are still the other things on my mind (and elsewhere....) to bother me....
not in a great mood

my body is aching all over.
i think it is due to all the things yesterday at pasir ris.
i am super out of shape.
my fitness level is, in my opinion, officially at it's lowest point in my life thus far and it is possible taht it will fall even lower than this.
i was probably at my fittest when i was in p4-p5 i think...
now, sure, i've grown stronger(that's natural), but fitness wise, i have deproved drastically...
just an evening of soccer and blind mice years after i last played regularly has left me with muscle aches.
so sad...the p-5 me would probably trash the current me at blind mice....
i need to get fit...
anyone up for a game of blind mice?
let me know, i will never deny you.

saturday night, i came home from yvonne's 21st birthday party, minsen, me and zhaolong were the only guys there, the rest were girls and we had the pleasure of watching them engage in their curious endeavours.(thanks dong...)

but anyway, after that i got home and watched the world cup with karchua.
he k'oed for the portugal-england match, then at 3 we watched the france-brasil match and i happily witnessed france's triumph whilst he on the other hand was dismayed by the outcome.

then i took a bath, read a bit, then slept at 6.
woke up at 8, left for church soon after.

och spoke and thankfully(and surprisingly) i remained awake, though, he did mention cutting the message short cos of brasil's defeat, but anyway....

after that we waited for the buses to bring us to the singapore discovery centre.
while waiting, i had an unusual encounter with someone, but that is a small matter on the whole, and while i originally did not plan on going, i finally decided to go with the hopes of talking to christopher about some stuff...which i eventually did...

at the place,
we first had lunch, buffet, with mr ong revealing yet more of his st pat's upbringing in his dealings with the tfc ladies.
then we had a guided tour which was a chance to talk and think more than to be informed, but anyhow, the guide won't be on my list for best guide of the year award, that's for sure.

then came a 3-d documentary on african animals and a 2-d one on vikings, back to back.

the african one has inspired me to go to the zoo again. animals are so fascinating, so...in the words of Mr Lewis...unexpected. especially when you observe them up close. so i have decided that one day, this year for sure, i will visit the zoo. alone or with company,it makes little difference, but it shall be done.

the viking one has inspired me to see the vast plains of faraway lands(should i ever have the chance). to be completely awed by their magnitude and beauty, that is my wish.
yea man, so cool...