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

tompanged kc down to eastpoint just now after persuading my mom to let me ride the white bike.
(told her that i'd triple chain the bike so it won't get stolen)
he's beginning to trust me more..wahaha..
we went there hoping to be able to find a store selling snyders. preferably jalapeno flavour, but when you become desperate, such things don't matter that much anymore.
went to watsons because according to his friend, watsons sells snyders.
well, his friend was WRONG. or at least, EASTPOINT watsons doesn't sell snyders...that's for sure...
went down to ntuc for obvious reasons, and
lo and behold.
ntuc also don't sell.
sian ah~~
set me into a mopy mood.
decided to buy 3 packets of chilli cha cha to make up for it...
though it could never take it's place, chilli cha cha makes a surprisingly good substitute when you're in need of a snyder fix.
sat under the train track and ate the chilli cha cha while chatting about stuff.
kc also had a craving for dan hua so we bought that from ntuc as well.
washed it all down with 2 cans of vanilla coke that we bought for $1.50 from 7-11.
i want snyders...
i guess it's time to initiate my contingency plan to get snyders.
hopefully it'll work and i can get it by tmr..

went down to prcs today to do contact work together with yvonne.
went too early and students only started streaming out like at least half an hour after i reached.
but good thing while waiting yvonne was there.
there's never a dull moment with her around. haha.
if not someone to talk to, then someone to listen to.
talked about all sorts of things, with topics ranging from how i'm desolated and deluded(i think she meant isolated and excluded), to how difficult it is to buy me a pair of pants, to what my msn nick means, to how boring(she thinks) soccer is, to how i'm like and unlike so and so, to which chinese new year goody she likes the most and so on and so forth...
regarding these, sometimes i just needed to smile and agree or inject some opinion and then she would continue to rattle on.
and the best thing about doing contact work at prcs is that there's always a constant wind blowing at that particular bus stop that we're at.
so you can imagine chatting in the shade of a bus stop with a steady breeze and a nice bright sky in front of you. pleasant.
what's good about being able to talk like how yvonne does is that it helps in befriending students. makes them feel more at ease and also engages them for longer periods of time, stuff like that. something that i ought to improve on i think.
being too lifeless works against me this way....

you're a dad.
you have a son(duh).
your son wants something that he doesn't need.(hence want.duh).
he doesn't particularly out rightly bug you for it.
but he blatantly tries to inconspicuously hint at wanting it.
you have the money to afford it.
but you know he has no good reason for getting it.
you also know that he will eventually end up leaving it to collect because everyting else he's had experienced the same fate, and that the hype never lasts.
what happens?
you buy it.
why?
because you want your kid to be happy.
just the smile on his face is enough to make you want to spend the money.
heck, even if he doesn't smile. even if he pulls a long face, you know he's happy.
and you're happy he's happy.
even if it isn't fully utilised, you don't care.
cos what actually is fully utilised? i don't know. but that's beside the point.
this is when a dad loves his son.
it ain't perfect love.
sometimes it's even unthinking and foolish.
sometimes it's misunderstood.
but it should NOT be belittled.
woe to him who appreciates not the love of his parents.
even this is a gift from God. all by grace.

working beside an open window.
you'll have an occasional breeze here and there that's pretty refreshing and sunlight that helps you see what you're doing.
there'd be no need to turn on the fan nor the light for that matter.
how great is that?
but beware. a bird may just happen to pop by and mistake your chemistry tys for a public lavatory.
what results is something rather hilarious, but on the whole still something i'd rather not encounter.
thanks ah.

itunes is giving me problems. it all started after i updated the thing. now it's jerky when it transits from song to song.
hai. i make back up after back up of the songs that i have, fearing that someday i'll lose all that i've downloaded because of some major electromagnetic pulse from a nuclear blast in the nearby vicinity.
took me years to get what i've got and i've already lost some songs along the way...and i still don't know how i lost them but the fact is taht i did.
this just serves to further emphasize the fact that all pysical things will eventually pass away. how impermanent all these things are....

the larger part of today was spent in the loft.
set up amplifier, plug in ipod, start studying.
occasionally distracted by food and comics...but nothing academically threatening. i think.

kukaracha came over in the evening for a free hair cut courtesy of yours truly.
haha. not bad for my thrid cut.
(first was my bro. second was myself...that was terrible...)
had some holes here and there at first but managed to even things out, and anyway, mom eventually came home so she managed to salvage whatever was in need of salvaging.

kc was saying how i should take up a hair-styling course in poly or ite...which is something i think about sometimes.

i'd very much rather use my hands than my brains i realize. if not then it's to use my brain to think of things that i will eventually do with my hands.
hands-on stuff. not academic stuff.
but this i think can be attributed to laziness. laziness to comprehend and remember(hence academic stuff fall here).
but if it's just simple problem solving to complete a task, i'm fine (hence hands-on is ok).
which is one of the reasons why i'd rather go army than stay in jc i think. it's because i'm lazy to think about academic stuff...
but alas i must.

some people are funny when they aren't trying to be funny but aren't funny when they're trying to be funny.

some people can be funny when they want to be funny, and not funny when they don't want to be funny.

some people are funny when they try to be funny and are also funny even if they don't want to be funny.

some people are just funny characters.
people who are just so different from what you're used to.
these people are usually fun to be around. refreshing experience.

my brother's been bugging me all night to massage his back.but his efforts have een in vain.

he also asked me how to spell "stealed"...until he discovered that there was no such word. haha.

my new high score for solitaire is 4780!!
around 153 counts or something...
now to try and break the 5000 point barrier...
it can get addictive....

2006 is officially the year of marriages.
everyone's getting hitched it seems.
can expect at least two more marriages in the months ahead, and another one next jan.

but for today, it was munz's and pei yun's day.
went down to bartley to witness their holy matrimony.
pleasant afternoon.
well-planned, with more or less everything else runnning smoothly.
the speaker was funny. quad-lingual one.
and the church had a cool playground, ideal for blind mice.
not that we played though...

and as is common practice, people commented on my clothes again. suaning and stuff. got compliments also(haha. those who never see me in a shirt before.)
but not just me loh.
others also came in outfits that i never see before.
like some girls in skirts and other guys in shirts

(hehey, it rhymes).
the bride and groom don't say lah. i never see pei yun in a wedding gown before(duh).
something to note though is that there is an elegance in skirts that is absent in pants(and shorts.
obviously.)
but that is not to say that elegance is defined only by whether or not you wear a skirt(that would be way shallow).
anyhow, i dare say, girls in general look better in skirts.
like how guys in general look better in shorts and slippers. lol.

went off to church after that for rehearsal.
sound system was troublesome today. refused to cooperate. thanks ah.
in the meanwhile, i've also been thinking again about pride as a hindrance to love and what can be done instead.
it really is a bothersome thing. but some (hopeful)helpful things have come to mind. and shall be practised should the opportunity present itself.

lastly(for now), there was a massacre in the toilet just now. all killed in cold blood. swift and deadly,they more or less were felled by single-blow hits. but quite fun leh.
i don't mind doing again next time. heh

just came back from soccer.
thirsty.
smelly.
lighter.(yesterday i broke my weight limit after months(dare i say years?) of being capped at 45kg.)
ready to start working.

couple of things from the night.

i really DO play better barefooted.
but kenneth was telling me that it's bad for my knees...and i believe him to some extent..now my knees feel a bit funny(maybe it's psychological?)..i don't know..

there was this bunch of unruly players at the first court. they played rough.
tripped bob cos they couldn't handle him.
then rusty got pissed and told them off somehow(it was in malay). they also buey song after that and one of them got violent with rusty.

had to keep them apart if not things would have gotten ugly.
we decided to leave and play elsewhere.
kinda killed the mood then.

but anyway things cooled down and we tried not to think much of it. rusty even joked about it...but then again...ah well...

bob was mad at how those guys behaved.
said that he couldn't believe that there were people like that.
i told him that it's reality. that the world was not as 'nice' as he would have liked. that it's normal.
he said that it CAN'T be normal.
i said that it IS. that's SIN.
end of story.

on a happier note. bob's cool with the plans. just need to settle the day and we can start. looking forward to it!

i need a drink.
had a long conversation with shi wei on the bus to parkway this afternoon. he's from shanghai and we talked about all sorts of things during the ride.
cool.
after a's hope to chat with him more at cham cham's place.

i seriously need a drink.

SCHOOL'S OUT!!

let's all sing together.

lalalaaala lalalaaala hey hey hey yeayea~~~~

good things are happening all around me today.


while sitting in the car with my dad, i remembered how he recently bought some cd from china that featured songs from some japanese female artist that i had never heard of before.
then it hit me...he said before that the artist was "...(something)takako" and asked if i had heard of her before. i said that i didn't then.
but then i figured that it was worth a shot.
maybe he bought a cd by MATSU takako...so i tried listening to it in the car.
scanned through some of the songs...and what happens?
I FIND THE SONG THAT I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR!!!!(see previous post)
how cool is that?
yeahahh

THEN (on reaching school)

i was moping during the first tutorial(which happened to be G.P.(and the last G.P. tutorial of the year at that)) about how the thief of my notebook has yet to own up and return me my book and how i still owe mr conrad my article,
when priscilla turns to me and asks, "is this your notebook?".
i turn and look and hehey!!!!
THERE IT IS!!
the thief must've felt bad or something and cleverly placed it in the classroom that i would be at in the morning so that, without having to face me, he would no longer have his guilty conscience weigh on him. how smart. a very elaborate plot.
but anyhow, i'd forgive you anyway since my book is back with me, unscathed.
thanks a bunch dude.

yesyes....good day...
later. study. meet chinks. play soccer. chat with bob. home. study.
this rocks...

note to self: don't eat anything and everything. some things looks delicious, but check it out first before you put it in your mouth. DON'T FORGET.

Matsu Takako - Hana no youni PV

uhh the video is one thing.
the song is another.
i like the song.
kukaracha, i foresee i will be in need of your expertise once again....

sian~~
cannot find my g.p. notebook.
i think someone must have stolen it.
and with it goes the article that i'm supposed to return to mr conrad. which means that if he pursues the matter, i will have to fork out $10 for losing it.
UNLESS THE CULPRIT OWNS UP! SHOW YOURSELF! YOU THIEF!
and i put in so much effort into decorating that book...
sian~~

on a lighter note, mr sung didn't come today also. and he won't come tomorrow also i think.
why?
because his wife just delivered last night!!
dunno second son or first daughter, but heck lah...it's cool to have a kid.
watching life being created before your eyes. and being part of the process even. how amazing is that man?

and this complicating process can come about by random accidents?
BAH!!!

let's see science explain how a SINGLE CELL can have life before it even TRIES to explain humans and the complicating processes that go on in us.
but anyway the whole matter is beyond me, so in the meantime, i'll just marvel at this amazing work of the Divine Creator.
(on a side note, i like to watch my hands move sometimes. i think it's amazing how our hand opens and closes just as we will it to. it's so cool.)

half my class didn't come today. all got mc. lol.
i think their absence tomorrow can be expected as well.
and so here it ends.
1 more day of school and i'm done.

my dear holiday,
you came so fast and you left just as quickly.
a week passed and soon we had to part.
but fret not.
these 2 weeks were over before i could forget your taste, and soon we will be united again.
the rest of the world may not agree with me, but i don't care. after tomorrow, we'll be together.
in my heart, that is where you will be.

CHIONG AH!!

adjith was encouraging yesterday.
40 years in yfc, and he still there. doing the same old thing. cool.
and he talks like a REAL Sri Lankan(duh), not like all the fake indian imitations that i'm so used to hearing here(e.g. lydia and och)...
so when he started talking, a wide grin quickly grew across my face, and that remained there most of the time because of the candid(almost child-like) manner in which he spoke most of the evening.
and of course his accent was always something to smile at as well(what becomes vwhat. you know?)

today mr sung didn't come to school.
had some relief teacher instead for tutorial.
hai.
sung's prolly the best tutor my class has got. in my opinion he's the best tutor i've had these past 2 years.
know how to joke but also know how to control the class. one who has earned the respect of his students. i think the other guys also think likewise.
he can make 2 periods of tuorials seem to pass faster than a single maths lecture. that must count for SOMETHING.
but anyway, the relief teacher was SOOOOOO different from him.
i went to tababom before tutorial so i went in later. told ah pui to help me carry my bag in first.
so you can imagine the shock that came to me when i entered the class.
she basically went through the remaining questions in the tutorial, but as with most teachers, she couldn't control the guys.
but they give her face cos she new i guess. and they also gan cheong liao. lastly(i think the rest would agree with me on this)her dress sense...has room for improvement(but i don't think they would want this though)...
young teachers nowadays...can be a bit more modest in their dresssing...

2 more days

4 more days.

started reading ishiguro during my free periods.
looks good.
see if can get it cheap at bras basah.

endure endure endure.

dad buys used bike from some guy in sembawang to replace racer.
mom claims bike for herself and won't let it be parked outside.
replacement still not found.

2 opitions.
comb my hair, or make it unnecessary to comb.

tears of genuine concern are nothing to be ashamed of. they're part of what makes us human.

there is an inverse relation between how much noise we make in a game and how much we contribute to it

fishball's gone mobile(i.e. he's got wheels now.)
had fun recording and playing with him in the afternoon.

came home to find both tires of the racer replaced.
looks like it ain't over yet then. let's hope you don't fail me again yah?

chelsea win liverpool. sian.
arsenal win man u. yay.
henry never play. rosciky never shine. sian.

bare feet.

"what's so good about them?"

sorry. wrong question.
it ought to be,

"what bad thing could there possibly be about them?"

going barefooted is a joy.
shoes only impede on the freedom of our feet.

in all that i could think of
(which of course was not a lot. all to retain the bias. obviously.)
there is only ONE bad thing about going barefooted.
your feet are exposed to getting injured. but that's only if you step on something sharp.
so just watch out for where you're going and you'll be fine.
AND STOP LITTERING.

now then what'so good about barefeet?
the pros, dear reader, are many.

1. you have the 'touch' ability where you can actually FEEL what you're stepping on. this is especially useful in sports. it is imperative that the feel of your feet is at it's maximum. maximum feel of the ball. maximum feel of the wall. maximum feel of the playground.
things like that.

2. you also have the flexibilty of shoelessness. shoes are bulky and clunky. good ones wrap your feet to MIMIC the shape of you feet(why do they need to do that? "mimic"? BAH! just take the dreadful things off and you're good to go). of course the extent of clunkiness varies greatly from shoe to shoe. big skater shoes are as good as wearing boxes on your feet. maybe nike free or old skool kanvas shoes are closer to plactic wrap, but bare feet(logically) are still the best.

3. next, you have the high response of feet. supreme traction on most surfaces. and they NEVER wear out! the grooves on the soles of our feet will grow back after they've been worn out. and you can play sports with little fear of slipping because your feet stop when you WANT them to stop. and this for most sports. no shoe can beat this.

4. finally, you have the TOE-FACTOR. this is extremely important. toes work wonders i tell you. they help give you push-off power(or TOE-POWER) i.e. they make you go faster. so(logically again) barer toes= barer power(or BEARer power? haha. pun. not funny.) or take for example in climbing and catching, they give you what i call TOE-GRIP. your toes curl like fingers to grab things. this is especially helpful in many circumstances(when your pen drops for example). how could you ever pick up a pen using your feet with shoes on? you CAN'T. toes help in juggling too(no, i DON'T call it TOE-JUGGLING. there's a limit to my lameness. i call it TOE-JUGGLES)

of course there are other advantages, but i think these points would suffice in showing most people(there remains that small fraction of society that would insist that shoes are better, but they shall be dealt with eventually) how desirable it is to go bare footed.

obviously there will be opposition in the form of some common counter-arguments,
and so, in typical G.P. fashion, i shall now rebut the rebuttals that most likely will be hurled at me.

A. but aren't shoes designed to support our feet and cushion the impact that our feet experience? i mean like the strain from daily use will wear it out. so i thought shoes are there to help us?

shoes are there because our feet have been pampered.
we find it hard to run without shoes for 2 reasons.

we are firstly too used to running with the added comfort of shoes. because we wear them from our early days, our feet grow soft. and so we grow dependent on them, without them, we feel like it's too much for our feet.
secondly, we don't run with the correct running technique. because we don't, our shoes need to do the job of absorbing the impact to protet our feet. if we DID run correctly, then our muscles would grow overtime and they'd be capable of absorbing the shock that our shoes are so used to dispersing.

B. shoes protect our feet from sharp objects! what about that?
what about that? sharp objects like what? glass bits? nails? rocks?
now think.
where do glass bits come from? beer bottles and cars...and alarm clocks.
nails? i don't know. people just throw them around or something. rocks don't really injure us, but they can hurt. that's about it though, nothing more than momentary pain.
it's because people don't do a good job of clearing up that we have to deal with such things. it's because people throw such things around in the first place that the whole problem arises. so it's a problem of Sin. so ok. shoes protect our feet, but that in no way is an enhancement.
why would you run around in a place full of glass bits and nails anyway?
i mean play soccer, see street soccer court clear of such things then ok mah.
run, then see the path ahead lah. don't run in some backalley with drunkards smashing bottles and cars crashing and stuff should be fine also.
so question solved.

maybe the time when i'll admit shoes are necessary is when people are born with feet defects. like flat feet or something.

hence that ends this discourse...for now.
the conclusion of the matter.
BARE FEET RULE.

i finally got down to writing the gangster story.
been wanting to write it since i was sec 4.
but i could never continue convincingly after the first line.
that's different now.
hehey! i got it going and it's gonna be cool(fun more importantly).

had 2 Ultra Ernest Sandwiches in 3 days.
was gonna make another one today, but i was too full from lunch.
maybe tomorrow night.
i need more bread though(run out liao).
or sunday night.
and sunday night got arsenal vs man. u and liverpool vs chelsea.
so i suppose i'll need to eat something during half time or something.
my only fear is that i'm consuming too many eggs in too short a period of time...but i rarely eat them so i guess it's ok...

i just found out roscisky is the new czech captain.
woohoo.
nedved steps down, but it seems like a player who can fill his boots has emerged!
the golden generation of the czech seems to have passed though...
but anyhow. my predictions are that spain and arsenal will eventually become forces to reckon with. this is based simply on their current wealth of young talent.
they can only get better. just look at their line-up and you will see what i mean.

nice weather tonight. cool and peaceful. just the way i like it.
i haven't seen the moon though. maybe i'll take a look later.
gonna be a long day tomorrow, but i've already decided what i'll do beforehand.
tomorrow i'm gonna eat at kfc.
buddy meal coupon.
2 piece chicken and a zinger burger.
change the coleslaw to cheese fries without mayo. yes.

can't wait.

5 more days.
just wait.
just wait.
just wait.

today i went to meet ian at potong pasir mac.
i was early.

at the mac,
something's not right with a little girl, no more than half my height, spouting vulgarities.
something's not right with vulgarities.

something's not right with secondary school kids offering rocco to primary school kids in the toilet.
something's not right with the primary school kid asking for money.
something's not right with kids.

something's not right.

i wonder what it would be like to teach students like that.

10 things i would hate to lose/spoil/throw.
(not couting the stuff in my room(that would be too complicated a list to compile) like my aluminium box and chess set and figurines...)
(not in order)

1. 0.5 litre cup.
christmas present from my folks.

2. trunk&co bag.
since sec 1, it has served me well.
the day i stop using it will be the day it can no longer be used.

3. red ball sign pen.
well inscribed(courtesy of bob). and probably the oldest of my inscribed pens left.

4. file of essays and drawings.
old writings and drawings, as well as new ones. i'd REALLY hate to lose this.
(maybe i'd ought to scan them, just in case)

5. wallet from lu lao shi after psle.
first proper wallet that i used. and used for years in fact...til it spoiled.

6. new balance shoes.
first proper pair of shoes apart from school shoes. very comfortable. by my standards.

7. tsp, double happiness, and modded butterfly bat.
modded butterfly was my first bat. modded with caderam one day when we figured that bat would just be used for fun.
tsp was my first proper bat and remains my all time favorite.
double happiness was a new bat from my folks from china. i like it very much also.

8. v10's.
first(only) pair of climbing shoes.
never forget the day i bought the pair. where i hid the money, what i felt when i first saw the pair, how i tried it out on the test wall at campers' corner, how i oogled at it as i took a bus home.

9. black timex.
a watch that i really like but that spoiled for some unexplained reason. need to get it fixed.

10. metal box of paper bullets.
had a lot of fun with that. still filled with bullets.

ok.
sleep.

i realise taht after listing my favorite shirts, i forgot about my favorite shorts.
so here it is.

top 10 shorts
(which is about all i have. more or less. in order)
1. nike grey stripe
2. adidas yellow stripe.
3. asic.
4. dad's brown pair from since p6.
5. nike white stripe.
6. dad's topper 33.
7. kappa with the water proof stain.
8. dad's nike grey.
9. kronos
10. adidas green

favorite pair of pants
the grey pair that bob abducted(he even called it HIS favorite) for about a year.

favorite pair of bermudas
the olive green one(it's my only pair actually).

favorite pair of jeans
i don't have a single pair.
(edit. now have liao. one pair. the giodarno(spell correctly anot huh?) one.)

endure.

i will make a sandwich tonight.
an Ultra Ernest Special.
but i need to go buy ingredients first.
grocery shopping!

7 more days to go.

1 day down.
9 more days of school left.

3 things ran through my head today.

(as i sat in a lecture at 9 a.m.)
1. "i'm not supposed to be awake yet."

(as i realised that i had just 2 more weeks of school to go)
2. "i could get through this term without handing in any homework."

(as i stared at the questions of a math revision paper)
3. "what am i doing in the science faculty?"

endure.
tomorrow got test. won't die lah.

got some problem with msn it seems.
it means something when i get bothered over the fact that i can't go online.
or is it because of the people that i can't talk to?
either way, i can't go online apparently.

happy birthday to wj.
don't so fierce all the time leh...relax a bit can?

wouldn't it be nice to be a postman? or a craftsman? or fisherman? or farmer? or aircon repairman? or a brick layer? or a gardener? or a baker...or a delivery man(think fedex), or a crane operator, or a security guard, or a construction worker, or a grass cutter, or a fireman....

and so it ends.
back to school blues.

well today was fun though.

lovely weather. great for a nice nap.
played with the hyper-salivator, crazy-legged joshua!
very fun, see him laugh especially(at the same thing), fascinating.

played a new game at chien chong's house also.
axis and allied(or allies cannot remember. but that's secondary.)
quite fun. i was hitler. and they were all out to kill me.

not very complicating ah.
just 40 pages of instructions.
took chien chong a week to understand the game.
and he had to draw up a table on the computer to organise his thoughts.
ya. quite a simple game.

wah piang complicatd like anything.
but eventually get the hang of it then not so bad lah.

dong and kc slept through world war 2. but not through 9-11.
saw a re-enactmnt-cum-documentary of the 9-11 incident. very saddening.

but lest i become self-righteous(i forgot who said this, vaugh roberts maybe), the more terrible thing, we must rememebr,is not so much that someone could go so far to destroy others' lives, but that each of us is equally capable of such an evil.

however, you could also see the good that man is capapble of, something more commonly seen in adversity(sadly). how people would risk their necks for others whom they've never met before. how others did whatever they could to save as many people as possible.

something worth noting is that a lot of people didn't know disastrous it was going to be. that many thought that the situation was under control.

many didn't know that they were going to die that day.

i wonder what i would have done if i was there.
i also wonder if we ever expect death. if we live like it was our last.
hmm

random ramblings. i just want to write.

the past few days have been bothering me.
i felt lonely at one point. so lonely that i just wanted to be with people. with anyone.

good thing kc was there. he's great, although as a friend i don't think i have done as much for him as he has for me, nor have i been as loving to him as he has to me. thursday, i just wanted to be around someone. talk or no talk, i didn't care.

we met to play soccer a day earlier than it was planned. nobody was there(miscom). so we went for dinner instead. went to the cofeeshop near his house (with long queues for the fishball noodle, cooked food, duck rice and char kway teow(although u don't see the queue for this stall cos the food is brought to you...smart)). finish eating. i didn't talk much.(had lunch with yvonne also earlier. she talked more than me also. obviously.)

didn't want to go home.
so decided to eat junk food.
bought haribo and tic tac, then later came back and bought doritos and seven up bite.
sat around, idling, before finally moving to the multi storey carpark(kc's idea).

watched him train his pull-ups before that. i must say that his discipline is amazing. thrashes me.

sat at the mulit storey car park and pretend to be pai kia. stare at drivers in cars.
talked then. and shang yue with makeshift mooncake(doritos: double spicy or something)and tea(7-up).

soccer fri morn.
did st-e with chunk it after that (seems like he's finally making more effort at growth :)).
then went to play soccer. again. had a few good runs. saved a couple of balls. wished i could've played more tho.
4 times in 7 days. taht's way more than i've played for ages.

finally everyone's home.
mom chased me to go to sleep.
brother's back for me to disturb.
dad's back to talk to.
things are back to normal.

and they came back from the centre of the universe with tonnes of stuff...somethings i don't know if they ought to have gotten.

i got a l'arc cd from my bro, d.a.i cd from my dad, and...*sigh*... an ipod from my mom....

i don't know if it is because i live in abundance that sometimes i wish i had less. that alot of the things that i have i actually don't need. that i don't want so many things. everytime my dad asks me what i want, i say nothing. but he still buys stuff.

what item do i treasure most among the things my parents have gotten me over these recent years?

my 0.5 litre cup. break that. and i will be VERY upset. very VERY.

i used to say that i'll be happy with just my comics and music. i don't know how true that is. but really, i think i have too much sometimes, i wish there was a way to more gainfully employ my stuff...could i sell my stuff for money and give the money away?

today supposed to have climb on. maybe i'll go later.
have had a rekindled interest in paper bullets recently.
made a few and had some test shots. a bit rusty, but still acceptable.
i find it amazing that i aim better without aiming. leaving it up to reflex...or instinct? super soldier in the making.(dan gu lah)
i have 3 packets of ruffles on the florr now and 2 bottes of sng buay zhui beside them. maybe i shld go and shang yue again.
the things that i've been talking about the past few days has been quite interesting, and i've had funny questions from both kc and hnin phyu(kc was hilarious, but from my recent findings, i fear...)

i need sleep.

Jinbe OP

this one...another on my wish list. don't even know the title or artist tho

falling sick's fun.
when it gets you an mc to miss the next day or two of school.

apart from that(like now),
it's dreaded.

i don't even fall sick usually! why now of all times?
seems i'm not alone tho.
didn't go swimming today cos dong's ill too.
just great :(

got phlegm, cough and ear thing.
phlegm's just uncomfortable, the least of my troubles.
in fact it even feels GOOD when you spit a lump of it out and watch it squirm down the sink. or when u bathe and it flows out of your nose like a leaking tap..that's fine, not that bad.

the real irritants are coughing and the ear thing.

i don't even remember the last time i had cough. remember they would always give that horrible black medicine thing. no way i'm drinking THAT now that i have a choice. hoping that it will just go away ...drinking vanilla coke...just in case.

the ear...UGH..where do i begin?
sigh, really don't know what to do...i hate it when i have a sudden pang in the ear. drives me crazy...and then struggle like mad against the pain just to get the muk out...
and this is supposedly linked to my sinus condition.
back flow of mucus into the ear when i'm asleep...

think i'll sleep early tonight. need to get well soon....

HANABI (Fireworks)

nice song.
i want.
ah jia.
if you have her cd.
then i can only say,
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!?"

slept late.
woke up late.
i love holidays.
if not for the fountain of phlegm, it woud be almost perfect.

sushi buffet breakfast-branch-lunch-tea-dinner!
ate with karchua and dong at sakae.
dong asked me what sakae meant.
i said that i didn't know.

we under-ate...sort of, it's gotta be the phlegm.
but i think kc don't eat that much actually. dong also abit unwell, so he not at max eating capacity.
but it was fun anyway.
filmed a hilariously flawed video of me running away without paying.
ultra major discontinuity errors. lol. must find some way to edit it. maybe ask chang loong. see how.

then chatted more with kc on the way home before passing him a bcl booklet. he then spent some time kicking a ball around the driveway. his ball-handling's improved, and he says it's due to practice. that's cool.
he also cycled around on ah jia's bike, just to try try. i suggested that he let me tompang him for fun since this bike can...but he was afraid that i'd fall, but more importantly, that he'd fall with me.
i then tried to convince him into letting me cycle him around, citing my fall history and telling him that it won't be that bad.
told him about how i flipped and wrecked my wrist, twice. how i cycled so fast, skidded, and flew into a wall. how i was tompanged by my cousin and how we fell into a drain by the road in yio chu kang.
and how i TRIED to tompang terry and fell trying.

i think he was convinced.
anyway i managed to successfully tompang him!
see? it wasn't that bad lah brother. waha.

then it's off to climb again.
went down and learnt how to screw in holds.
finished the top part of the pink route.
hehey! we're almost done.
can't wait to settle the rest.
had to leave at 9 plus lest i incur the wrath of uncle kabu.
but i'll be back.

pei yun had to check with cherlyn how to bolt the holds at the roof cause she abit scared that it's not safe or something.
aiyah nevermind lah.
can stay on the wall good enough lah, as long as don't drop, nice to hold jiu ok liao. how you do is nevermind one.

hah. like i dare. i'll prolly be killed for saying such things. ok tomorrow let's chiong!

sun got CLIMB ON at expo!
heard that cherlyn participating in comp...
woohoo, must go and see see, provide some morale support(but like she don't need leh...ah well)
maybe can go and try some routes also. must remember to jio some people along also(think turtle and long).

yes this holiday is turning out great.

SWIMMING TOMORROW!
(of course i mean play water, like, i swim like a rock, man, what else could i mean?)

i believe that when people ask questions out of the blue, they are either premeditated, or they are whimsical.

for example, i want to ask someone something, but i don't want to seem like i have some hidden agenda. so i spring another question that i could use to lead up to that question that i want to ask. that's premeditated. or i could just ask the question out of the blue to many people but only be particularly interested in one or two person's answer. that's also premeditated.
and usually these are things that will affect other things, like i may be considering something when i ask the question, and the answer to that question could settle certain things in my head.
this may sound a tad abstract, but i think i know what i'm saying.

whimsical questions may be important questions, but they are usually concieved in the moments just prior to being asked. and usually the person has no hidden motive for asking apart from mere curiousity.

the reason for this discussion?
my postulation is that
on saturday, my marriage-counsellor-projectionist asked on a whim,
while
on sunday, the sudden spring of questions was premeditated.

i'm gonna eat sushi this week.
live or die,
don't ask why.

too many times she has failed me.
i try and i try, but nothing seems to work.
i'm getting a divorce for reasons of unfaithfulness.

my rear tire went flat when we were around the psa area.
i will no longer stand for this.
if i ever go on another long trip, i'm not gonna use the racer anymore, it's just not safe.
maybe i'll get a new bike altogether, something more suitable to the surface that we ride on and definitely something more reliable.

good thing...out of the kindness of their heart,
dong offered to help me bring the bike to ah jia's house,
ah jia gave up the trip and offered me his bike to use instead,
and turtle tompang me allthe way to ah jia's house.

domo arigato gozaimashite,
boku no nakama tachi wa...

wasted $3 on coke light and mentos....
i'll get it right next time. really.

whole thing was about 6hrs.
fun ah. next time again again.
with no more silly bikes that don't last....

it feels great to see something print successfully, especially after you've worked on it for a few hours.
it feels terrible when what you've worked on doesn't materialize just cos the printer jams.

cycling from bedok to sentosa later with the guys. hoping that my bike doesn't fall apart along the way...

time to sleep.

it was a thrilling experience.
two nights ago, my parents were sending my bro to the airport, but we got caught in a jam in the main road right outside my house.
people were heading down to the comex event at the expo and that resulted in the jam.

my dad didn't want my brother to be late, but there was no road leading out of the jam, so my dad made some sort of turn(a three-point turn, i think it's called) and headed back to go from some other way.

whatever it is, i'm quite inclined to think that it was not legal to do so, at least by the letter of the law it wasn't(in spirit, of course there were no cars to bang into, so it was actually quite harmlesss).

the thing is, there was a police car right in front of us when we were turning to go the other way.

when we were a bit down the other way, the police car made a similar turn, started spinning their police lights thing and headed off in our direction.

it seemed like they were chasing us!

my dad sped up and tried to get away.
we weren't sure if they were indeed after us or not, but just to be safe we tried to run.
my dad was signalling left and my mom went, "don't signal! they'll know where we're headed. and drive faster so they can't see our number plate!"

eventually we managed to lose them so i guess it turned out alright.

for the first few moments when i awoke this morning, i was pretty distraught.
but soon after, reality caught up with me.
"so it was just a dream.", i thought.
last night i had a bad dream.

terrible feeling in the dream(i remembered screaming in the rain, dreaming of course).

i dreamt that someone i knew died.
i don't remeber why, but what happend in the dream were things that followed the death.
how people responded and how i felt.
it seemed so real when i was asleep(i get that feeling in dreams sometimes, like i wake up and find the toy that i dreamt of missing..)

one of the reasons why i was so upset in the dream was because i did not say everything that i wanted to say to the person, and then the chance was lost forever because of the death. it's as though things didn't progress as i wanted and i was upset beacuse of that.

carpe diem huh?

yea right, like THAT could ever happen(refer to previous post).
just got home a while ago from the airport, but that another time.
injured something in my right foot, but minor thing.

good time of sharing just now from ah jie.
saw once again why mr ong is a teacher that has won my respect.
in humility and gentleness, yet with conviction and truth he instructs and explains.

a few points to note.
The closer we are to God, the more we will be disturbed by our sinfulness.
Don't bother seeking a heaven on earth cos you'll never find it,not with all the sin in the world now.
In our struggles, we have been given the Holy Spirit, the Scriptures and the Church to help us.
The Spirit will make us grow, the Scriptures tell us God's promises and instructions, and the Church keeps us accountable and encourages us.

i cannot believe this is happening.
i am now in the departure hall of terminal 2. at that same free internet station that i was at the last time i left for jepun.
just that now i am waiting to leave for beijing.
HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING!?!?
it seems my parents took the liberty of buying my air ticket without my consent, or, my knowledge even, for that matter.
they packed my bag while i was out today, brought my stuff to check in while i was waiting for them and then broke the news to me right before we are supposed to go in.
this just totally spoils ALL my plans. important and unimportant.
HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING?!!?
off to beijing....and back a week later...no cycling, no rehearsal, no science centre. and the only book i have is what was in the bag i was carrying around. Heretics and Orthodoxy.
great.
good bye singapore.