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Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Bridging The Gap

As the title implies, I've done quite a bit of bridging today. First and foremost, the gap of utmost importance is the bridge between the Lord and I. It's been quite some time since I really tired bridging this extremely wide gap. In a sense, that is, cause when we went to City Harvest, I wasn't really worshiping cause of the initial fear. So, we (me and Linda) went to a 'church party' thingy. It was held at a very nice place, owned by and nice lady, Aunty Jane I think, if I didn't get it wrong. It was sort of like a CNY celebration thing.

The second bridging that I have done today, is the gap between friends, especially Vinson, cause we played Bridge together. It sort of took me a long time to learn, cause of the extremely confusing 'bidding system' Anyway, the main thing is, I got to know the 'gang' better.

So. That kind of brings the day to an end. Nothing really exciting happened today, but it was fun! Yay!

Oh, there are also a few important things that I've have learnt about today, the most important being the fact that the reverend saw wood, while he and the other people were praying for me. It seems that I have spiritual problems, though I can't really fanthom exactly what this entire episode is supposed to mean for me. Oh well, only time will tell.

Hmm...Did I mention that I was exceptionally happy today? Must be the whole CNY thing; it's all getting to me. Or maybe it's because I'm getting closer to God. Oh well, as I said, only time will tell.

Did I mention that I was exceptionally happy today? Strange...

10:56 pm

Monday, January 30, 2006
Red Packets And Goodies

Yay! It's the Lunar New Year. Red packets and goodies galore! I'm trying my best not to binge on those stuff. But, alas, they call out to me. I shall go grab myself a pineapple tart. Be right back.

So, 2 days out of the Lunar New Year's 15 days have passed. Hmm, and might I say, I have made quite a bit this year. Okay, technically, I haven't made any money, just 'sold' mandrin oranges. XD

All the relatives came on the first day, so I guess I'm pretty much free now. And that's not really a good thing. We (me, Guhuai and Denny) went out again today, and since it's only the second day of the Lunar New Year, practically all the shops are closed. Oh woe. We spent our day wandering shoppiing centres, completely void of any shops opened for business. The only shop that was opened, besides eateries and grocery stores, was the Neoprint shop in J8. YAY! So, being the bored people we were, we took Neoprints. Double yay! We discovered this Neoprint machine with a monkey bar in it! It was so fun, and the decorations were great. Triple yay!

Oh well. Things came to an end after we played DOTA and Dynasty Warriors at my house. All good things come to an end. Unfortunately.

Oh, a new year and a new skin. Enjoy!

8:49 pm

Saturday, January 28, 2006
The Official Eve Of The Lunar New Year

It's officially the eve of the Lunar New Year, or Chinese New Year, as many of us would call it. Just a mere 20+ minutes more before the clock strikes 12.

Not much happened today. Mundane stuff really, but I’m still going to blog about it anyway. Isn't that what the main purpose of blogging is? To bore the hell out of the reader. Well, if you disagree, then I assume that you think my blog is entertaining. Yay! Either way, it’s a win-win situation for me. X)

So, we (me, Guhuai, Denny) went to orchard for CNY (Chinese New Year) shopping. Well, technically, I went for CNY shopping, cause both of them didn't really buy anything at all. I bought this RipCurl long-sleeved shirt. Read this, long-sleeved. I don't really like such shirts but what the hell, you won't know unless you try. I shall give it a go, and hopefully, I would like it. I'd better, cause it cost me a whooping 55 bucks. It might not seem much to you, but to me, it's a hell lot for a shirt.

Anyway, stuffed happened, but I shall not bore you with the details. Or maybe I should. Hmm… Right, I shall just mention one. At the end of the day, we took 162 from FarEast, back to Ang Mo Kio. We were occupying the seats located right next to the entrance, and directly opposite us, there were 2 guys and a girl. They were sort of like us in a sense; 2 guys and a girl. Anyway, the main point is, one of the guys was smiling. Nothing strange in that, except for the fact that he was smiling throughout the entire time that he was on the bus. It was creepy. It wasn't a normal smile. It had a sinister look to it. Even when he eventually fell asleep, he was still smiling. And when he awoke again, he was STILL smiling. I wonder if I do that unknowingly? Hmm…


11:28 pm

Friday, January 27, 2006
A Wake

Today, is the eve of the eve of Chinese New Year. Technically, today is the eve of Chinese New Year, since it's already past 12 midnight and all. I'm typing extremely slowly, for fear that I might wake the monstrosity that's sleeping right behind me. And it's a Friday. Do you know what that means? It simply means, that I ran 2.4 today. It didn't turn out to be as bad as I thought it would be. Oh well, I've to accept, sooner or later, the fact that I can't run away from certain things forever.

Today's blog entry title is " A Wake ", as we can all see. So, what exactly is " A Wake "?

A Wake

Now, the wake I am referring to, is pretty much what can be found on that particular webpage. I would like to explain further, exactly what I mean....

We (me, Guhuai, Denny and Linda) went to Jill's grandma's wake. Now, this wake, refers to (with refernce of the webpage provided above)

1. To keep watch or guard, especially over a corpse

2. a) To keep a vigil over
b) To hold a wake over

3. A watch; a vigil

4. A watch over the body of a deceased person before burial, sometimes accompanied by festivity. Also called viewing

It wasn't a very '' sad '' affair, but it wasn't really " happy " either. She left abruptly. Like a sudden gust of wind blowing out a candle flame, she departed from this world just as suddenly, as unexpectedly. I wasn't really close to her when she was still around, but I still made a slight effort, just to see her for the last time. I could tell that Jill was saddened, though she was always at war with her gramps. Oh well, that's human nature isn't it? Taking things for granted, and only regreting it after the thing, whatever it may be, is gone. I suppose deep down, Jill still loved her gramps.

Well, this brings me to the second meaning of " A Wake ". According to the webpage provided above, " A Wake " could also be

1. To be brought into a state of awareness or alertness

2. To make aware of; alert

During the wake, it suddenly dawned upon me, the fragility of life. She left so abruptly, so sudden. It's actually quite scary really. One moment you're alive and kicking, and the next, you're six feet under, popping up daisies, conversing with the earthworms etc etc. Just a moment ago, she was still with us, but the next, she's gone. But, one thing is for sure, the memories of her will never fade, for we choose, how long we want to keep that memory. I choose to stash them away, capture them in a cage, and keeping them forever. That's really the whole point of this blog now isn't it?

Like a tsunami, wave coming after wave, a thought came into my mind. What if, I know I shouldn't be saying this but, just what if, there wasn't a God? Not yours, not mine, not anyone else's. None. What if, after we die, we just snuff out of existance? It's like, there's no Heaven or Hell and no other place we can go to. So when we die, our consciousness just disappears. It's hard to put it into words. You have to think hard, to be able to visualize such stuff. Just think. After your death, you cease to exist. No feelings, no emotion, no senses, no thoughts, no consciousness.

What is the place that you're going to go to after your death look like? A place where everthing is gold? A place among the clouds? A place underwater? You imagine whatever it is you believe it should look like. Now, erase all of that. Think about this. You die, and there will no longer be a " you " anymore. What if we just disappear after our deaths? Just disappear, not turn into ghosts, demons, angels and the like. And not going anywhere, not to Heaven, not to Hell, not even reamaining on earth. Just disappearing, ceasing to be. Unconscious, with no feelings, thoughts, emotions, senses etc at all. Unconscious forever.

Now, that, is scary. Just imagine.....

11:58 pm

Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Tests Tests. Tsk Tsk

It's been quite some time since I last blogged. So here I am, blogging instead of studying, for fear that my blog would go out of existance.

As the title implies, we have a hell lot of tests to take in the coming week. Just yesterday, we had a Social Studies test, which I'm so totally gonna flunk, and tomorrow, we have Biology. That's not the end of it. On Thursday, we're gonna have to sit through not 1, not 2, but 3 tests! Yay! How wonderful can life get? Oh well, back to reality then.

Wish me luck on tomorrows Bio test, where we are going to be tested on the human heart, its structure and functions. Yay. Looking forward to disecting the heart of a sheep or goat. It says on my notes that one can use the heart of a rabbit or a rat, but they're on a much smaller scale, and therefore, harder to work on. Imagine cutting up a live rabbit, and ripping out its heart while its still beating. Oh the blood! Oh the gore! Oh the poor animal! Well I say, cut it up and be done with it already.

Disclaimer: No animals or humans were harmed in the process of writing this blog.

9:54 pm

Friday, January 20, 2006

There was war in the morning. But I sort of saw it coming anyway. It was one of those that simply escalated, without warning.

Then, we have P.E. As usual. But anyway, there was war. I'm in no condition to run for 2.4km. We were supposed to only run 1.7km but I came in later than the 1st girl. Oh well. No choice there, I HAD to run 2.4km. Nonetheless, I made it alive, but barely. No one has died form running, but I sure do not want to be the first.

After P.E was the continuation of the first war. But I made it through anyway.

Then there was the struggle with chinese. It was really a war. Just sort of like fighting to keep my brain cells alive. Good news at the end of chinese period. Only 3/4 of my brain cells died. I still have 1/4 of them to keep me functioning throughout the rest of the day.

Chinese was the last lesson of the day, but no, we couldn't go home. Reason being, we had to go to Temasek Polytechnic for their open house. But here this, it was COMPLUSORY. Strange huh? Open house, and compulsory. Those 2 words don't seem to go together, sort of like a oxymoron, self-contradictory.

Anyway. There was this major war in TP. First, Ms Balan abandoned me, knowing full well there I had practically no control over the boys. She left me there to take care of the class, so she could have lunch.

We were brought on tours, by various guides, one for each class. Our class's guide was Shishi. She was friendly and we had quite a interesting convesation with her, about stuff in general.

Then after 1 and a 1/2 tours later, we were all restless, and it was escalating into fustration. Oh well. Knowing full well what was going on, Shishi, out of kindheartedness, decided to let us go, to allow us freedom to roam around on our own. Then after 3/4 of the class left, did Ms Balan finally pick up her phone. She told us that only after we finished the guided tour could we go on our own. But there wasn't anything I could have done. The 3/4 that left were nowhere to be seen. Oh well.

Only about 10 of us, continused to follow Shishi for the guided tour. But we were all getting tired, and increasingly fustrated as well. Technically, the consent form stated that we should be ending aroung 3, and it was already like, 3.30, so I asked if she could let us go. And she did. Shishi even brought us to the bus stop. She was a great guide, it wasn't her fault that we were tired and fustrated. But I sort of felt guilty. She could have gotten into trouble because of us. That was pretty much the end of the 3rd war. Our war with boredom.

Nonetheless, what was done was done, and there was nothing we could do. So we left. Well sort of. I didn't. I went back in, to look for Denny and gang, so that our own 'war' could commence. Turns out, their guide didn't allow them to go. This is where the 4th MAJOR war begun.

We, me, Rensheng, Gary and later Kelvin, went on a search, to find the other guys. We located them in the Bussiness block. And from what I could see, the entired class was pretty much the same as our class, frustrated and tired. So I went over there, being the busybody me, and asked if they could go.


" Hi, our consent form stated that this thing would last only about 2 hrs, and will end around 3 plus."

" The teacher doesn't allow them to go."

" But the rest of the classes have already left."

* dials phone*

" Hello, 喂,许老师吗? 他们一个两个吵着要回家。好,是的。"
(Hello, wei, xu lao shi mah? ta men yi ge liang ge chao ze yao hui jis. hao, shi de.)
[Roughly translated as: Hello, Mdm Koh? They are comlaining that they want to go home. Yeah, ok.]

" Your teacher said that only after you all have finished the tour can they go home."

" But the other classes have all left. Besides, all the teachers have also gone home already."

" Fine, you can all leave now."

*class hesitates*

" 你们要走,你们就走。"
( ni men yao zhou, ni men jiu zhou)
[If you all want to leave, then leave]

*class hesitates*

" 你们不是要走吗?要走还怕老师。 走吧, 走。"
(ni men bu shi yao zhou mah? yao zhou hai pa lao shi. zhou bah, zhou)
[ Didn't you all want to leave? You're afraid of the teacher and you still want to leave. Go, just go.]

*class leaves*

[colurful convesation. Reminds me of christmas.]

Anyway, the point is, he was damned xia lan can? (dilect for fucked up. roughly at least)

Oh well, that pretty sums up the whole episode. Anyway, I'm in some deep mother of a shit now.

Anyway. Our day ended with the showdown in Ang Mo Kio Goodspeed Cafe. It rocked man. Haha. We played DOTA still quite late, then we have dinner cum supper at KFC.

Then when I eventually got home, there was one last war for me to last through. My parents. But I shall not elaborate on that, cause we all have parents, and we all know what tey are like. Oh well.

This entry pretty much sums up my day. But alas, how war-ful.

P.S Sorry if your computer can't read chinese.

Edited on 24-01-06: included han yu pin yin for the benifit of those who can understand chinese and are curious what I worte in chinese, but can't see the characters because the computer can't read chinese fonts.

11:57 pm

Tuesday, January 17, 2006
The Thing About Teachers II

There was school today. I went to school. I had no choice. If I had my way, the school would be long gone.

Let me tell you guys about my school. I study in a certain secondary school in Ang Mo Kio. [No names shall be mentioned as I do not wish to be sued] Like every other secondary school in Singapore, we have school on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. Duh. But what I really want to tell you guys is how my school actually looks like.

If you enter by the main gate, which I do every morning, the first thing you'll come across as soon as you step into the building, not the gate, is the mini eco-waterfall thingy just outside the General Office. "Wow. The school must be rich, spending so much money on ponds." This is what many people think when they first encounter it.

The next thing you might notice is the OTHER pond. Located to the right, just directly opposite the waterfall. " Wow. This school must be VERY rich, spending so much money on TWO ponds. This is generally what follows the first thought.

Then, while touring the school, you come across the Hall. "Hey, the Hall's quite big and spacious. This MUST be a rich school."


THE HALL AIN'T BIG, NOR SPACIOUS. IT'S [expletive deleted] SMALL, AND [expletive deleted] UN-SPACIOUS. Normally, schools allocate classes with and area which can allow 2 rows of students to sit comfortably. Our school is no different. They allocated us with the sapce. BUT DO WE ACTUALLY GET IT? NO! WE GET SQUASHED INTO 1 ROW OF 39 STUDENTS!

Wait, here's the exciting part. Because we have no space to allow us to sit, we have to stand, while we wait an eternity for teachers to realise that there are students still standing. And when they eventually do, the only thing they do is : "Can the students at the back of the hall please take your seats?"


Wait there's more. Now you realise that the Hall is on the contrary, [expletive deleted] small. The fact is, THE [expletive deleted]SCHOOL USED THE MONEY TO BULID [expletive deleted]PONDS. NOT 1, BUT 2 [expletive deleted] PONDS, INSTEAD OF BULIDING A BIGGER HALL, AND MORE CLASSROOMS.


There, I have said my piece. If you're unhappy or pissed, and have the urge to reach through the computer and strangle me, SUE ME!

I take that back. If you're unhappy or pissed that I have writen such stuff, and have the urge to reach through the computer and strangle me, don't sue me, sue the school.

8:10 pm

Monday, January 16, 2006
Of Men And Eggs

A man eats two eggs each morning for breakfast. When he goes to the grocery store he pays 60 cents a dozen. Since a dozen eggs won't last a week he normally buys two dozens at a time.

One day while buying eggs he notices that the price has risen to 72 cents. The next time he buys groceries, eggs are 76 cents a dozen.When asked to explain the price of eggs the store owner says, "The price has gone up and I have to raise my price accordingly". This store buys 100 dozen eggs a day. He checked around for a better price and all the distributors have raised their prices.The distributors have begun to buy from the huge egg farms. The small egg farms have been driven out of business. The huge egg farms sell 100,000 dozen eggs a day to distributors. With no competition, they can set the price as they see fit. The distributors then have to raise their prices to the grocery stores. And on and on and on.

As the man kept buying eggs, the price kept going up. He saw the big egg trucks delivering 100 dozen eggs each day. Nothing changed there.He checked out the huge egg farms and found they were selling 100,000 dozen eggs to the distributors daily. Nothing had changed but the price of eggs.Then week before Thanksgiving the price of eggs shot up to $1.00 a dozen. Again he asked the grocery owner why and was told, "Cakes and baking for the holiday". The huge egg farmers know there will be a lot of baking going on and more eggs will be used. Hence, the price of eggs goes up. Expect the same thing at Christmas and other times when family cooking, baking, etc. happen.This pattern continues until the price of eggs is 2.00 a dozen. The man says, " There must be something we can do about the price of eggs".

He starts talking to all the people in his town and they decide to stop buying eggs. This didn't work because everyone needed eggs.Finally, the man suggested only buying what you need. He ate 2 eggs a day. On the way home from work he would stop at the grocery and buy two eggs. Everyone in town started buying 2 or 3 eggs a day.

The grocery store owner began complaining that he had too many eggs in his cooler. He told the distributor that he didn't need any eggs. Maybe wouldn't need any all week.The distributor had eggs piling up at his warehouse. He told the huge egg farms that he didn't have any room for eggs would not need any for at least two weeks.At the egg farm, the chickens just kept on laying eggs. To relieve the pressure, the huge egg farm told the distributor that they could buy the eggs at a lower price.The distributor said, " I don't have the room for the [expletive deleted] eggs even if they were free".

The distributor told the grocery store owner that he would lower the price of the eggs if the store would start buying again.The grocery store owner said, "I don't have room for more eggs. The customers are only buying 2 or 3 eggs at a time. Now if you were to drop the price of eggs back down to the original price, the customers would start buying by the dozen again".

The distributors sent that proposal to the huge egg farmers but the egg farmers liked the price they were getting for their eggs but, those chickens just kept on laying. Finally, the egg farmers lowered the price of their eggs. But only a few cents.The customers still bought 2 or 3 eggs at a time. They said, "when the price of eggs gets down to where it was before, we will start buying by the dozen."

Slowly, the price of eggs started dropping. The distributors had to slash their prices to make room for the eggs coming from the egg farmers. The egg farmers cut their prices because the distributors wouldn't buy at a higher price than they were selling eggs for. Anyway, they had full warehouses and wouldn't need eggs for quite a while. And those chickens kept on laying.Eventually, the egg farmers cut their prices because they were throwing away eggs they couldn't sell.The distributors started buying again because the eggs were priced to where the stores could afford to sell them at the lower price.And the customers starting buying by the dozen again.

Just another nonsensical post, from the nonsensical me.

Disclaimer : Unless you're family is damn big, like in the millions, do not try this at home, or anywhere else. You'll just ened up with nothing in the end.

8:35 pm

Sunday, January 15, 2006
Deja Vu

Hey, I think I have already blogged for today. Right, I did. But logically, I didn't, cause the first one was for yesterday, speaking of deja vu.

Anyway, it has been such a long time since I went to church. And finally after countless of donkey years, I actually go back to one. Not Telok Ayer Methodist however. We, Linda, Garene and I, went to City Harvest. It is located at the Expo. So, naturally, we had to wake up REAL early, in order for us to meet early, so that we could be early, and not late, for service. Come to think of it, City Harvest has more than one location. The other one that I know of is in Jurong. So, regardless of which one we go to, we'd still have to wake up early, to meet early, in order to be early.

It's our first time there. It was pretty much curiosity that attracted us. Jill once mentioned that all those who attended City Harvest eventually became hardcore christians. Not that it's bad or anything. We went there mainly to take a look around, and to find out exactly what has managed to attract and hook so many people. We wanted to experience it on a first person basis.

Before I actually went there, I told my mum about me going to City Harvest, and she was quite surprised that we chose this church out of the many in Singapore. "It's very charismatic, I'm surprised you actually chose City Harvest. Apparently, a lot of people go there, at least that's what I've heard. That's the place where the Sun Ho is pastor right?" Okay, these might not be her exact words, but they went roughly along those lines.

So, even before we went, I already had some rough idea as to what it would be like.

1. It's very charismatic

2. It would be crowded. (Did I mention that I don't really like crowds?)

3. The hall would be big. Enough to accommodate LOTS of people.

4. The sermon would be boring, as usual.

So I went there, with these in mind. I thought: "It can't be too far away from what I think it would be." And I was right. It wasn't too far away. It was extremely, tremendously, exceptionally, exceedingly far away. On the contrary, it was so far away, that I was BLOWN away. (Notice the caps) It was COMPLETELY different from what I had in mind.

There was a HUGE number of people. Which was blatantly obvious, even before we reached the Expo. Imagine this. It's the peak hour, and you're squeezing with all the working class adults. The entire train is crammed with people. Every single one of the carriages are full. Then, you come to one particular stop. Almost EVERYONE alights, with the exception of about 20 to 30 people who are heading to the airport. That's how many people were on the same train with us. Assuming one train could accommodate about 500 passengers, you'd have to multiply that number by let's say, 10? Yes, there was THAT amount of people there.

So, we were making our way into Hall 8, with all the other church-goers. There were so many people, that they had to deploy security persons. And when we eventually reached the entrance of the hall, we saw the magnitude of the whole thing. The part about the vast number of people, was only the tip of the ice-berg.

When you enter, the first thing you see is - BLACK. Everywhere. It was like we were attending a rock concert instead of church. Now you begin to see, partially, why so many people get hooked. Simply because it's BLACK. The next thing you would notice, are the blaring speakers, and the 'live' band on stage, complete with a big choir. And the gargantuan screens. Not only enormous in size, but vast in numbers. They were everywhere.

Then the service begins. It really, really, REALLY scared me at first. 99.99% of the people jumped, sang, praised, and worshipped the Lord like there was no tomorrow. It was scary at first, but I was really in awe as well. It was like a Hillsong concert.

Then the sermon. Sun Ho's husband is one hell of a speaker. He was very VERY charismatic, and the people hung onto every single one of his words as though they were pearls. And, what he said made a lot of sense. Even I, who was there as a critic, was kept at the edge of my seat. I have a feeling, that if he called for a mass suicide session, everyone with the exception of the 0.01%, would have followed. He was such a good speaker, that it was scary. And guess what? The sermon was titled : Déjà Vu, Glimpses of the Eternity

However, one thing I didn't like about the way things worked there, was the speaking of tongues. Not that I don't believe in it, but it was utter nonsense, the way they regard the speaking of tongues. Sun Ho's husband, if I heard correctly, asked the people to speak in tongue, and the next thing you knew, almost everyone was doing it. Hey, it could be possible, but here's the thing. Everyone who "spoke in tongue" were saying the exact same thing.

The fact is :

1. You CAN'T speak in tongue as and when you like it. You need the assistance of the Holy Spirit.

2. Every person has a unique tongue, and like fingerprints, you rarely come across 2 people speaking in the same tongue.

3. You don't repeat the same phrase over and over again.

4. You'd need a interpreter to be present, to interpret exactly what the person is actually saying.

5. It's a gift from God, to be able to speak in tongue, and it's reletively rare.

6. The 99.99% were ALL doing it.

So, you be the judge. But I would like to say, I wouldn't mind going there again. Not as a critic again, but as a christian.

I completely comprehend, why the people who start attending City Harvest, eventually transform into hardcore christians.

Simply because it's hard not to.

P.S I had my first official communion today. With the WHOLE church. Yeah, praise the Lord. Amen. Not meant to be sarcastic.

9:31 pm

A Pleasent Saturday With Little Unrest...Litte, Not None

Today was a pleasant day, with little unrest. As the title implies. Ok, technically, it was yesterday cause it's already 3am now, so it's in fact, Sunday already. But still, I shall blog about 'today'.

It started off with me waking up late. Around 9.45am to be exact. And we were supposed to meet at 10am, at May's house. I made it without being too late, but was late nonetheless. I would have been even later, if it weren't for the extremely fast bus driver.

Anyway, the main thing is, we went to Serangoon Country Club to '' study ". Well, May, Yuyan and Linda did study, little, but still called studying, while I sat there drawing my designs. And then we went home. Nothing much really. Mundane stuff.

Then I had dinner, and this is where part of the little unrest I had today comes in. My dad just upgraded the contract to the internet subscription, and apparently, we get to choose a free gift. Either a laptop or a desktop. Well, for obvious reasons, my mum preferred the laptop, because you can carry it around. But, I wasn't really for that idea. I feel that it's quite impractical really. How many of us own laptops, which we actually carry around? And no, carrying it to the living room, or any other part of the house, does not constitute to "carrying around". To which, my dad replied, : "Look on the bright side of things. Must learn to be positive. Don't keep having negative thoughts." In response, I simply rolled my eyes and thought," Whatever dude. Stop being so zen."

My dad didn't see me roll my eyes, but my mum did. She kicked my chair, indicating that should continue to roll my eyes, but not let my dad see it. Or stop rolling my eyes actually. Either way, just make sure my dad didn't see it. In the end, the chair didn't hurt. Her toes did.

After that, I began a mini marathon of watch stuff. I watched Bleach episode 63. Can't wait for 64 to be released X). Then I proceeded to the living room, to catch up on America's Next Top Model, which I recorded on tape, and to continue with my designs.

Halfway through, my dad came out to the living room, and sat on the couch next to mine. Jay Manuel was making comments regarding poses, the models not my dad's. To which my dad commented, : "You notice something? Everything the man just said was positive. You should learn to be like that." To which, I once again thought,: "WHATEVER DUDE! STOP BOTHERING ME!" And while he wasn't looking, I rolled my eyes. And did i mention that he sort of patted me on my back? I hate it when people to such stuff. And so, the second half of the Unrest was completed. And I was pissed.

After all that, I played DOTA with Eden and gang. Turns out, I still suck at it. But I tried my best anyway.

The day has come to a conclusion, and here I am, blogging, during the Witching Hour, in hopes that I keep my memories somewhere. Let's just hope that The Shack doesn't burn down or something, reducing my precious memories to ashes in the process.

To enemies of Hidden Shack:

Chances of The Shack burning down are slim, and when I say slim, I do mean REAL SLIM. So don't get your hopes too high.

3:12 am

Friday, January 13, 2006
The Day It Didn't Rain

Yes, as the title implies, it didn't rain today. After 7 days of rain, it ceases today. Hmm...Of all days, WHY TODAY?!?! On the day we have P.E. On the day we have P.E AND 2.4. Come to think of it, today is Friday the 13th, a.k.a Black Friday, or Good Friday as Thomas would put it, and I might have been able to skip P.E if I had given "Today is Black Friday Ms Cheam, we can't possibly have P.E. Bad things will happen!". Well, chances of that happening's not really too high. But hey, at least I could have tried.

Enough about P.E. Today, as you all know, is Friday. If you didn't know, now you do. Anyway. we have 3 periods of chinese on Fridays, and today wasn't an exception. We had 3 periods of chinese. What was different was that we got to listen to our MP3s during chinese! How cool is that? We were also eating in class, and although Ms Moo knew, she did'nt say anything. I'm beginning to like Ms Moo more and more. X)

There, I've said my piece for today. As quoted today, by none other than myself, "MY BLOG SHALL HEAR ABOUT THIS!", and so it has. I can rest in peace now. Until Friday comes along again.

8:41 pm

Thursday, January 12, 2006
The Apocalypse

I was watching the news that night, and then there was this piece of news, that really hit me hard. People actually freeze to their deaths on the streets of India. My question was: "Is it really that cold there?" Turns out it was, or still is rather. It's sad to know that somewhere in India, there's someone freezing to death, while I sit here, with my blanket tightly wrapped around me.

The signs of apocalypse are pretty obvious if you ask me. Just take a look around you. For example, it has been raining continuously for the past week, with only a few breaks in between. It's like God is taking a shower. Then, an angel somewhere in heaven flushes the toilet, then the showerhead weakens, with less water coming out of it. Then the water comes on at full blast again, then another angel flushes the toilet. So God gets tired of it, and decides to have a short one, and take a long one a little bit later. Since all the flushing means that he can get practically nowhere. Shower I mean. So, He stops.

Same goes for the rain. It gets heavy, then light, heavy, then light again. Then, it simply stops. Then the whole process starts again. It has been going on for many days, just a continuous cycle, round and round and round. If it doesn't stop soon, however efficient the drainage system in Singapore is, it will not be able to handle all the water. Sooner or later, the entire Singapore would have sunk to the bottom of the sea, under the weight of all that water, just like Atlantis. Luckily for me, I can swim, but it's not like that would make a significant difference anyway.

The next thing that I'm expecting, is the arrival of the anti-christ. Well, if I see signs of him/her, or of anyone I suspect to be the anti-christ, I'll be sure to post something about it, so watch out for that.

The world is coming to an end. WE ARE DOOMED!!!! But fear not, cause even if you do, you'd still have no place to run and no place to hide, so fearing for your very existance is pretty much redundant. So, the question is, are you ready?

5:41 pm

Wednesday, January 11, 2006
The Thing About Teachers

First of all, I would like to say, that this entry is not about flaming. It's just about stuff that goes on in school. Well, mainly about the teachers.

Back when we still had the homeroom system, we, the students, often took our own sweet time, strolling down the hallways, or walkways rather, while the teachers sit in class, waiting for a donkey year, before we actually arrive. And then the ranting would start. "You guys have wasted 5 mins of my time. And here you are, still chatting away, wasting even more time." etc etc. Hey, I'm fine with that man, cause we're the ones at fault. It was our choice to stroll our way down, so I can't actually complain about such stuff.

Now, the new principal has decided to do away with the homeroom system. Which means, the teachers have to move from class to class instead of the students doing it. Now, like us, they come to class 5 mins late, and they go : "You guys have wasted 5 mins of my time. And here you are, still chatting away, wasting even more time." and I'm like...Riiiiiiight.

I mean like...When we were late, the teachers reprimand us, hey, I'm fine by that. But now, the teachers are late, and they STILL reprimand us. It's just so wrong. But there's really nothing much we can do. Well at least some of the teachers apologize. For being late that is.

Well, nothing much I can actually say or do, but I think I voiced myself too loudly today. I think one of the teachers heard me, and she went: " The first 10 mins is my fault, but the other 5 mins, have been wasted because you have all been talking too much." Hey, I'm still fine with that. At least she apologized. And the 5 mins, for your information, was our fault really.

Anyway, enough about complains. I'm actually quite happy that we have this combination of teachers this year. They're quite fun in class. With a few exceptions though...Sigh. We can't have the cake and eat it, so I guess we have to stick with them.

And Friday is approaching.


Whatever...There's nothing I can do about it, except praying and hoping real hard, that it would rain on Friday. Sigh. Life's so wonderful. (Riiiiiiiight)

I shall end my entry here, before my eyes pop out. I'm REEEEEAL tired. Band was fun, but it caused most of my fatigue. Children of Sunchez is one hell of a killer. Have to go practice my tounging. So, I shall take my leave for now, and leave you, unknown visitors of Hidden Shack, to ponder over how miserable your life is. Errr... I meant wonderful.

8:21 pm

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

I'm feeling extremely strange right now, as the title implies. I can't seem to be able to put them (my feelings) into words. It feels like when I feel depressed, but different. Very similar, but nonetheless different. Why? I have no eye deer. One thing is for sure though. I have been feeling like this since Monday.

Speaking of strange, people around me have been acting quite strangely. Yuyan has been acting strange, so has May. Maybe it's because of the sudden return of Xinni. Maybe, but I can't really say if it is. HQMS has also been acting real strange. Why the sudden strangeness? No eye deer. Maybe it's because of something I said. Or maybe because of something I did. Well, if I did, I think I'd have a slight idea as why they're acting strange. But no, the thing is, I actually don't. The friend chicken I just had for dinner is not helping much really. It makes me feel queasy, further complicating the stangeness I'm feeling.

Wait. A sudden connection , like a bridge, connecting point A and B, has just been established in my mind. What if, the way people are acting strange and the strange feeling I'm expirencing now, are somehow or rather, connected? Yeah. That's it! Simple. If I had thought of this ealier, I might not be feeling this strangeness right now. But the problem is, finding this out doesn't seem to ease the strangeness. I'm such a genius!

Sigh. Seems like there's nothing much I can do about the strangeness then. I shall take a rest, and hopefully, it will be gone tomorrow. Maybe it's all just coming from within me....Well, that, i shall leave for another day. Till then, goodnight, and farewell, unknown visitors of Hidden Shack.

10:04 pm

Monday, January 09, 2006
What If...

What if everything I hold dear, was lost.

What if all my friends actually disliked me?

What if things are not what they seem and I am just being over-sensitive?

What if everyone disappeared, leaving me the only one on this earth?

What if it continued to rain for 40 days and nights, just like I said it would?

What if the world came to an end tomorrow?

What if everything I know to be, were all lies?

What if. What if.

9:43 pm

Sunday, January 08, 2006
40 Days and 40 Nights

Rain. Water. We can't do without it and yet we dislike it. Strange, is it not? It has been raining the whole day, and by whole day, I do mean the WHOLE day. I got a feeling that it will continue raining for 40 days and 40 nights, just like in the old days...But no, it wouldn't flood the whole of Singapore because we have a very powderful long kang system/very powerful drainage system.

It was raining everywhere. Luckyily for me and Linda, we were watching A Chinese Tall Story at Cine. Before that, we had lunch at KFC, and might I add, there were a bunch of extremely noisy guys sitting near the enterance. Anyway, the show was great. The CGI was as expected; quite good. And unlike other shows, it didn't end happily ever after. It just sort of ended, not on a good note, but not on a bad one either.

We went to the library later on after the show, and I finished my comprehension! Yay! But I didn't do the summary, and I still have 8 journal entries to do. But whatever, hope springs eternal. Hopefully, I will be able to finish them before the O levels come. XD

Dinner? We had downstairs. Tori Q. We stood beside this bunch of guys, who were having chicken. From Cold Storage. It was strange. Just chicken, nothing else. In the middle of nowhere...

But anyway. I shall have a early night tonight. So good night, unknown visitors of Hidden Shack.

9:04 pm

Thursday, January 05, 2006
On The 4th Day Of....

4 days have passed, and already, I'm feeling the drag. Of? Of practically almost everything. The fact that i have to go to school, the homework, the onslaught of the ever-present remedials and other stuff. Thanks to my procrastination, I have a TON of homework weighing on me. Holiday assignments that is. The good thing is, i have already done about 3/4 of them. Hey, it ain't easy, but I had to do it. Speaking of that, I still have si zi that I have to hand in tomorrow. Tomorrow, during the 3 periods of chinese. Christ. What has gone to all of the teachers' heads? This isn’t school, it's hell with fluorescent lightings.

Enough with stuff about school. I shall now talk about other things. But wait. I don't actually have other things to write about. Mainly because I'm so preoccupied by school and orientation. Surprisingly, we didn't have to do any peer mediator stuff. The group's practically dead actually.

Back to matters of the school then. Today was the first audition for sec ones to join band. Things didn't go as well as they could. Many didn't want to join band because they complained that Mr Tan was too fierce. But it was actually our fault. We didn't play properly, and caused him to blow, which in turn allowed the sec ones to see him when he's mad. Well, if they can't stand a fierce conductor then maybe the band would be better off without them.

Anyway, 2 out of 11 sec ones actually wanted to play the tuba! Surprise surprise. Well, I meant that in a good way. I will try my best to teach them properly, as they are the only people e who can take over me and Guhuai.

One last thing. SLCWK is not as simple as he seems. He' s actually extremely complex, although he himself often says that we are complex. Maybe I'm thinking too much, but I'm pretty sure I saw SLCWK throwing me and Yuyan 'the' look. Only until he saw that we were putting up notices for the band auditions did he come over to say 'hi'. Nonetheless, I shall try my best to pretend that nothing is wrong. I shall not create anymore discord among ourselves. Not that it's very peaceful right now. All I can say is, time will tell, and time kills all pain. So, until time comes along, we should try our best to keep things quiet. Unless someone gets murdered that is.

And keep this in mind. Unless someone dies, nothing is serious. Even if someone dies, it pretty much depends on who it is.

8:28 pm

Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Simplicity vs Complexity

Simplicity and complexity... There are two ways in which this could go. It's either you're simple, or you're complex. It's as simple as that.... Or it could be complex, depending on the way you look at it. However, it is some times hard to tell both of them apart.

For one, this statment (meaning this) is simple and yet complex at the same time. First of all, it's self-contradictory. It first tells us that it is simple, and then, it proceeds to complex-ify the entire thing by further adding that it is complex, thus making it complex. However, it is actually very simple if you don't think too much into things. However, it is always the case that we confuse very simple matters with complex stuff.

Here comes the complex part.

How do we know when it's complex? Or when it's just simply simple and what you see is actually what you get?

For example, (with reference to actual events) HQMS often makes comments that are very simple. Or so it seems. First HQMS says A. This is in fact very simple. However, when A comes true, HQMS doesn't support it any further, and resorts to acting in manner B, which is completely the opposite, and contradicts A. So is this simple or complex in nature? Is HQMS simple or complex in nature?

Here's my take.

It is simple. At first. First, when you look at it, you think ''Hey, HQMS is a good guy.'' However, upon deeper thought, HQMS could actually be saying A and thinking B deep in HQMS very own heart. Then you think, '' Hmm. HQMS might just be on the other side.'' Complex. Isn't it?

Wait. It gets worse.

Another thought-train comes along your train-of-thought track. ''What if HQMS's original intentions for saying A were sincere? And I have in fact been thinking too much?'' This makes it all the more complex.

Think... Ultimately, the soultion to preventing things from evolving from simple to complex is quite simple actually (no pun intended).

Don't think too much into things. Simple.

But what if things were not as simple as they seemed?

Just yet another nonsensical entry from the nonsensical me. But if you think of it, it is actually quite interesting, the way humans have such complex minds, which more oftn than not, mistake simplicity for complexity, and vice versa.

8:00 pm

Monday, January 02, 2006
In the Dead of the Night...

It is late now. I should be asleep. And I just realised that I'm gonna be in one hell of a mess tomorrow, which is theoretically Tuesday, since its past 12am and is Monday now. I have screwed up my bio clock this holiday, and I don't think I can change it back to the way it was before, which was also partially screwed up. Just part of the bullcrap I've accomplished in 2oo5.

I spent the entire day working on stuff for the orientation day, and many a times I wonder, is it all worth it? And the same answer echos back from who knows where. NO. But I still do it anyway. There seems to be a strange force, compelling me to finish what I have started. I feel like just giving up. But every single time, this mysterious force holds me back, thwarting my plans to take over the world...err, give up I mean.

As I was saying, I'm extremely unhappy with myself, for not being able to give up. I realise that I would not get and recognition for whatever I'm doing or have done for the band. This does not only apply to me, it applies to May, Yuyan, Lining and Linda as well. And maybe a bit to HQMS and DMG for the little bit that they have done.

One more thing. DMG seems to be unhappy with a lot of things recently. The DM thing has gotten to him. Well, DMG did last longer than I expected he would...Unfortunatly, not long enough for me. And for thay, DMG SHALL SUFFER! err..I mean, not be respected as much anymore.

One more thing. I'm sick and tired of people telling me what to do and what not to do, when they themselves hasn't done what they are supposed to do. If you are one such person, I suggest you get off my planet, before I rain paper cranes with extremely sharp beaks on you.

One more thing. I just got my hair cut today, and might I say, I look like....errrrr...shit. Yes, you got me.Shit. Hey, it isn't my fault okay? I have to go back to school you know? Unless it gets burnt down tomorrow, by a pshycomaniac who happens to hate school as much as I do. Chances of this happening is like...None-whatso-ever, so it's either i cut my hair, or get it cut by the DMP, which won't be very nice.

One more thing. I'm tired now, and I think I need to go. Correction. I HAVE to go, before my head hits the table, where the red DO NOT TOUCH button is, and launching a missle, hitting my roof and blowing myself and the whole of Singapore to smittereens.

One last thing. Good night, unknown visitors of Hidden Shack. And may your troubles always follow you....What I meant to say was, may peace be with you.

Disclaimer: If paper cranes with extremely sharp beaks suddenly descend upon you, it has got asolutely nothing to do with me.

1:27 am

Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year

The title says it all man.

Anyway, I have only one resolution this year :


But whatever, I'm gonna fail it tomorrow. Hmm..Or maybe I shall fail it the day after. How irionic. X)

In any case, my first nonsensical post will officially be posted tomorrow, so watch out for that.

12:18 am

In The Beginning

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Chapter 1

1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

1:2 And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

1:3 And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.

1:4 And God saw the light, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness.

1:5 And God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.

1:6 And God said, Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters.

1:7 And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament: and it was so.

1:8 And God called the firmament Heaven. And the evening and the morning were the second day.

1:9 And God said, Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so.

1:10 And God called the dry land Earth; and the gathering together of the waters called he Seas: and God saw that it was good.

1:11 And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.

1:12 And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.

1:13 And the evening and the morning were the third day.

1:14 And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from
the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years:

1:15 And let them be for lights in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth: and it was so.

1:16 And God made two great lights; the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night: he made the stars also.

1:17 And God set them in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth,

1:18 And to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness: and God saw that it was good.

1:19 And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.

1:20 And God said, Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life, and fowl that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.

1:21 And God created great whales, and every living creature that moveth, which the waters brought forth abundantly, after their kind, and every winged fowl after his kind: and God saw that it was good.

1:22 And God blessed them, saying, Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and let fowl multiply in the earth.

1:23 And the evening and the morning were the fifth day.

1:24 And God said, Let the earth bring forth the living creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after his kind: and it was so.

1:25 And God made the beast of the earth after his kind, and cattle after their kind, and every thing that creepeth upon the earth after his kind: and God saw that it was good.

1:26 And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.

1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.

1:28 And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.

1:29 And God said, Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in the which is the fruit of a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat.

1:30 And to every beast of the earth, and to every fowl of the air, and to every thing that
creepeth upon the earth, wherein there is life, I have given every green herb for meat: and it was so.

1:31 And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.

Chapter 2

2:1 Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.

2:2 And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made.

2:3 And God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it: because that in it he had rested from all his work which God created and made.

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Because reading the Bible is good for all of us.

12:01 am