blades of stainless steel.

iron man came out in cinemas today. official website says may 2nd, but it opens in singapore today, april 30th. So anyways, the movie came out today, and guess what i did..

nope, didn't watch the movie. went iceskating instead, with wanrong, jessica and lindsey.

"lindsey, wanrong & jessica"

wanrong wore the tshirt that we painted for her, then everyone was wearing black, 'cept for lindsey, who wore white. amazingly no one felt cold at the ice skating rink today. maybe they didn't really turn down the temperature. which was why the ice was melting so much today.

i swear that, near the end of our ice skating session, it felt more and more as though it rained, and we were roller-blading on wet pavements. THERE WERE PUDDLES, and when we skated past, THERE WERE RIPPLES. THAT MUCH MELTED ICE. which was why lindsey fell, i dunno, three times? and i fell once. jess and wanrong didn't fall, another amazing feat.

oh yar, there was this ultra-jihong uncle that would aim the three girls, and purposely zoom past them. damn funny. when he went past me i purposely went WHOAH in a way that it was audible to everyone present there, just to make him look bad. i don't care if i look retarded, haha.

cos i always do.you're coming back, aren't you?

Wanrong turns 18~!!

Today was rong's 18th birthday. told her yesterday that i wasn't going to school, so that i could sorta surprise her, but according to her she expected it. maybe we're too predictable.

so anyways during the second break, jess, lindsey and i left class, then we headed down to causeway point to decide on a cake to get her. ended up with swenson's berry-something ice-cream cake, cos they said wanrong like berries, and ice-cream cake is nice.

the swenson's people told us the ice-cream cake could only last an hour without refrigeration, so i tried to get the cafe galilee people to lend us their fridge. then after that i found out from the brochure that it can last 6 hours with no problem.

so we got the cake, and went up to her class and lighted up her candles, then sang happy birthday as we entered the class. she was doing her RJ, like so:but in the end she could make nothing out of the RJ writing attempt, so we headed down to hell foodcourt cos swenson didn't give knives for their cakes.

after the cake eating and stuff, wanrong got me to write her RJ for her. seems like she didn't change abit from the time that we were in the same class, still looking for people to help her do her RJ. some people just dont change.

"multi-eyed me"

How's china, termite

The Kelsey Briggs Story.

Kelsey Briggs. The little angel whose purpose is to protect other children.

stop child abuse.

read her story here

Iron Man! Iron Man!

Does whatever an iron can!

Can he press all your clothes?

Hot steam shoots from his nose!

Hoo boy! There goes the Iron Man.

Teflon Coat? That's for sure!

Safe for silk, wool and more!

Wrinkles gone with one pass,

Electric cord retracts up his ass!

Hoo boy! There goes the Iron Man.

In the still of night,

When the butler deserts,

Like a steamin' demon,

He will press all your shirts!

Iron Man, Iron Man

Kind to delicates Iron Man

Wealth and fame he's ignored,

Just provide, Ironing board.

That suit, it looks a little banged up,

Before that suit you hang up,

Give it to Iron Man!!!!

sang to the tune of the Spider-man Theme Song

I GOT A NEW PHONE~!

after that unfortunate incident of me losing my LG phone the other time, i've been using my old pink sony ericsson, as you all noticed.

i'm using that NO MORE.
Let's give a warm welcome to my new phone that cost me nothing, Sony Ericsson's Z770i~!

*cue applause*
no more playing chapteh with my phone, this one's a keeper ^^
4 more days

i'm prepared

took the "Community Emergency Preparedness Programme" today, all five modules of it. and then realised that i've taken every single module before. everything was the same, 'cept for the part about CPR. apparently the version me and CK knows is outdated, and we were taught the "new and improved" version by the civil defence people.

during the first aid module, everyone was playing with the bandages; the CD people gave them out like as though they cost nothing, so i bagged three. The rest took alot, and we managed to mummify ambrose, like so:

then we proceeded on to take photos with them. i didn't cos i was holding the camera.

after taking photos, we realised that we don't know whether he was smiling, so we proceeded on to draw him a smile on the bandages:

he looks like some twisted version of the cyclops. but we're proud of him, he's our creation.

i didn't manage to escape myself from being bandaged either, this is what i did:

yea, it was a whole lot of fun today. OH, steph, you're right, there IS something fishy going on between those two, i confirmed it today with my half-of-a-sixth sense. lol.

I MISS YOU.

"cheeky CK"

a reflection.

YEAH PEOPLE, I'M BACK~!!

laptop crashed on friday, back today. acer's got great service, get acer laptops.

this past week has been a pychological/emotional roller-coaster ride for me. been thinking alot. as in ALOT. plus the high fever on sunday and abit of monday, plus skipping classes on monday and tuesday, gave me lots of time to think.

i've changed alot, ever since i came into poly. i got to know alot of great people, and also some not-so-great ones, but i'm not talking about that kinda change. i'm talking about what's inside, the deep, psychological stuff. when i had the high fever, i slept more than half the day away, and the whole time i dreamt i was in a coliseum fighting goat after goat. up to this point, you all might think there's no link, but the thing is, i had the exact same dream when i was younger, but instead of fighting them, i was running away.

i've grown since then. not only physically, but mentally also. those of you who knew me last time, would know of me and some new species of monkey that would not stop jumping around. i do that less now, except when i'm allowed to. this is sorta me being matured i guess. no more jumping around. no more poking fun of others without caring for their feelings. no more excessive violence. no more the old me, i guess. which is good.

SHE HELD MY HAND LAST NIGHT.

God. Religion.

today i was at the kopitiam opposite school in the morning as usual, when i heard an indian man talking to his counterpart about God(s) and the different religions, and i have to say that what he said actually sounds logical to me. So for today's post i'm gonna write about MY OWN views on the topic.

up til this point i have no choice but to stick in a disclaimer, as all of you know that topics that relate to religions are all very sensitive and touchy-feely. If you feel that you are easily offended by such stuff, then i urge you to wait for my next posting.

i think everyone's still reading, but oh well, i tried. most of you are still reading because you're curious about what's coming up, either that are you're just getting ready to shoot me down with my own words. If the latter, then let me emphasise: "MY OWN POINT OF VIEW; MY OPINION, BASED ON MY SENSE OF LOGIC". If you've got any opinions that are about what's going to be shown below, then please put them in the comments section, and don't flood my tagboard with all your displeasure

God. the omnipotent. The all-being. The creator. is he really there? or is he just a figment of mankind's imagination? Has anyone actually seeen him? Has he shown himself and displayed his awesome prowess? i don't think so. Why do we thank him when good things happen, and curse in his name when the opposite occurs? This, to me, doesn't make sense.

When we pray to God for help, it is only because we ourselves have no one else to turn to, so it's comforting to know that there's always some god-like entity watching over you, helping you when the need arises. After your prayers, you naturally feel better, so you will tend to work things out in a more cheerful disposition that you were in before. This is more psychological then godlike-phenomenal, because when you see things in the brighter side of life, everything would obviously seem clearer than when you sulk and stare at people with your morbid little eyes. When things eventually do work out, you thank God, the head-honcho, knowing he's always looking out for his children, and putting your faith in Him, but not on yourself, even when you aren't really sure whether he exists or not.

Humankind is young. and young people tend to do immature things, cos they cant really think well. we tend to follow the rule "seeing is believing", so what happens when we are expected to put our faith in something that we can't even see? we imagine how He would look like. We draw him either as the end of a torchlight that's shining in your eyes, or as an old man with a long, flowing beard of white. this is just to make us feel better, to cover our eyes, telling us that we know what we're putting out faith in.

For those who still can't believe that one old man is in control of their fates, they split up this omnipotent being into many not-so-potent beings, each one with a specific task in hand, so that these people know exactly who to look for when they are looking for blessings in their paths, knowing that this one entity has skill specially made for helping me in this area, he/she/it could never fail me. And all this trouble just to put one at ease.

After all this gibberish that most of you might ignore, my main point is: have faith in yourself, don't put faith in others, cos only you know exactly what you can or cannot do, and this thing called faiths helps you with an extra 'ooomph'. And the other thing is, try being optimistic, don't left anyone or anything spoil your day. When people around you see that you're cheerful, they will start feeling better too, and in turn, when you see the smiles starting to appear on their faces, you'll also feel better.

Thank you.

updates.

i woke up at 3:45 pm today.

i swear i've never slept so much in my life, and i feel bloody lethargic right now. i'm blogging because i feel a need to, it's been gnawing at the side of my head for the past few days, but i've been to busy to even start typing a paragraph, sorry about that.

yesterday was the CYPHER beach outing. venue was Sentosa. we were supposed to meet at harbourfront at 0930, but more than half of the people were late, and most of them were leaders. the group that were on time went into sentosa first, while the rest met up with us later on.

when we reached sentosa we played a little frisbee, then after that it started to rain. everyone ran to the pavillion while sean and i went to one of the bars and had a draft each. the rain lasted for quite some time, and it was reallyreally cold, and i should've brought a sweater with me. but come to think of it, who brings sweaters to Sentosa? something's wrong with the person if he/she does, either that or the person's really sensitive to the cold.

after the rain died down a little i went to the pavillion to find the rest. turns out they played tug-of-war, and they split a length of rope into two. after that they played some more tug-of-war, and split half of the original length into two again. after that we ran away, cos it wasn't our rope.

fast forward to the interesting stuff. we pulled everyone into the water. then neo had the same idea he has everytime he goes to a beach, "Let's dig a FUCKING big hole" (exact words he said last year). so we did, and took photos inside, which i hope to receive. then after that a few of us got buried inside up to our neck levels. and we were sitting upright.

after we were almost done with burying, the tide started to come in REALLY FAST. the water rushed into where we were buried, so i just quickly wriggled my way out, and the rest did the same. except for akina, cos she was stuck really deep in the sand. i swear it was the scariest thing in my life. the water rose up til her chin while we were trying to pull her out, but luckily we did in the end, cos i don't want another dead friend.

after everything has cooled down, a whole bunch of them went to cafe del mar's foam party. without telling me. so i stayed back and entertain a group of year ones. when the bunch came back we played "The King Game". we played that last year also. we did things that we do not want to be reminded about, so i'm not putting details.

and jieying, it was gaydrian's idea, don't slaughter me. gaydrian, serves you right. emily, thanks for finding my slippers, owe you one.

Message from Melanie

Dear Sebastian, Zaki, Moses, Nicholas, Ephraim, Shamala, Wenshan, Marli, Farhana and Nelly,

Hello, I only just got round to opening up wedding presents last weekend and I must say that I really liked your presents. And it was lovely to see you at the wedding!

The cute “couple” bottles are now displayed on the living room bookshelf next to a toy robot, to be consumed on special occasions.

And I love sparkly anything wine, so thanks girls for that pink bubbly.

Hope you guys are enjoying 2nd year and your new classes so far!

Just to clarify on the “ravenous” remark the pastor made: my church friends who are sec school teachers had told her that in general, that students eat a lot (as they did for their respective weddings) but it is not fair to have given you guys this generalization as you are mature, sophisticated poly students. Sorry for that, didn’t expect this to come out! However, I hope you enjoyed the cupcakes!

(Please forward this to whoever in this mail you think would not read their school e-mails, thanks!)

Luff,

melanie lee academic staff
centre for culture & communication
t: 3100 1348 f: 6415 1310

today is not monday

okay, i didn't blog yesterday because i had a splitting headache. why? you'll find out later.

monday

yesterday was the first day of school. chance said to meet at the usual kopitiam at 0700, but i told him that first train comes at around 0615 for me, so i told him i'll try my best. i woke up bloody early just to walk to bukit batok mrt so i'll make it. what happened? they came at 0730. i reached at 0645.

walked to school later on, we didn't want to be late. but as fate had it, RP had power failure, and although the escalator going up to blocks W6 & E6 worked, they're elevators didn't. since my class was W65L, i had to climb 5 storeys, and the first three was in total darkness cos the contractor didn't have brains to put windows in the stairwells. reached my class after the morning excercise, and it didn't have the usual penguin enclosure coldness. i perspired like a wet dog, because the contractor was also dumb enough to make the windows permanantly closed.

half the class came late that day, because of the fool who jumped onto the mrt track at choa chu kang/yew tee. we practically didn't do anything for the first meeting. i have a good feeling about this class, they are seriously quite enthusiastic, and not over the top. We had to make a turtle write out "HELLO WORLD" for the class, and i did what i was supposed to. programmed it on a platform called python, never heard of it.

after school, hung out with akina, chance, sean and chance-brother-called-ben's girlfriend. played all the camp games luh, and sean just sucks at them, dont know why. then played the friendster story game, then after that played chinese games translated to english. after that chance and i took a cab to causeway, when i got out i almost hit a pole.

funny thing is, after i reached clementi, i jaywalked and walked into a no jaywalking sign. that's where the splitting headache came from. doctor said i had a minor concussion, possibility of internal bleeding, but to me, internal bleeding means a bruise.



tuesday/today

went to school again. went to first meeting. the faci asked each team to draw their island, my team had a valley of death, macdonalds, giants peakers, a dragon, a man killing the dragon, a tornado, a lightning storm, a nuclear silo, people protesting, a dock that keeps burning, a weed plantation, so on and so forth. funny thing is that we called it "island of peace".

left at second meeting. went to library awhile to read some comics, saw lindsey and jessica, who skipped class today. hung out with them awhile, and then went to the job interview at clarke quay. i passed. and i'm the youngest in the group. but i look the oldest.

i misinterpreted the email. it said "not allowed: sandals/slippers & berms, tshirt, jeans allowed, wear proper footwear". i thought it meant that everything until jeans was not allowed, but it was just no sandals and slippers, berms onwards everything can.

went back to the kopitiam to hang out with the bunch minus akina and plus chance's classmates. came home. steph has 40 bucks worth of medicine to make her feel better, and i only have packets of tissue to stop my leaking nose.

effects of fatigue

yesterday was the second day for leaders at the FOP. there were too bloody little people leftover on the second day, compared to the first day, so each team had 3 leaders, and we still had extra. i was one of the extra, a teamless bastard going around disturbing the others.


seriously this year's freshmen are not hyper/gungho/on enough, we had to help them finish their mascot cos they couldn't finish. SIT came up with some weird remote control thing and two guys that say they are gundamn but obviously are not because of the lousy craftsmanship of the costumes, if they can even be considered as costumes. only the painting was done properly, because the leaders did the painting.

RP broke a world record yesterday evening, "world's largest leapfrog event". I was part of team E4, lead by melvin. it was so bloody tiring, after the leapfrog everyone had tense leg muscles. spent the bulk of last night running away from people trying to paint my face, but in the end it still got painted.


Today was cssp training number one. jonathan's name isn't inside the list, i have no idea why. my team won the best cheer award, because i came up with the cheer, duh. we're team two, and we called ourselves 'pairs' but the exco person called us bears. steph's team was called power rangers, and that guy called them powder rangers.

thats all for now, i'm tired

posted.

Current Mood:


They built the ship "Titanic"
To sail the ocean blue;
They thought they built a ship
That no water could go through,
But the Lord of mighty hands
Knew the ship would never land,
It was sad when the big ship went down..

*Oh, it was sad, oh, it was sad,
It was sad when the big ship went down, to the bottom;
Where the husbands and wives
And the children lost their lives,
It was sad when the big ship went down
(repeat until you're happy)


innocent camp song? i don't think so
feels rather sadistic to me.

newsflash from the border kingdom of boredom

i had nothing better to do today. i watched the above video, and after awhile it became mesmerising. watch it if you have time to burn. the robot's name is called keepon.

zaki has came up with lyrics for a song, he's planning to call it true intentions. tune ain't out yet, but the lyrics are good. check them out:

TRUE INTENTIONS, by [9254]™

These songs don't mean a thing
Unless you feel the rhythm, the beat
That makes you want to swing
Even though you have two left feet

These words don't mean a thing
Unless you read what's in between
To find deep and hidden meaning
Seeing beyond what can be seen

These feelings don't mean a thing
Unless I tell it to you now
Lost the rhythm, the rhymes
To tell you...tell you...

Here is where the ego starts...
And this is where it ends...

This life don't mean a thing
For you made the songs to sing
The words to say, to rhyme
Making this life so sublime

My life don't mean a thing
Without the songs you sing
The words you say and rhyme
As you smile a smile sublime

Trapped in continuous blabber
All I want to say is this
Without you, my life is sadder'
And I don't want to end this...

Here is where the ego starts...
And this is where it ends...
Hence, this is where I say...

I LOVE YOU...

White Ink. by neo

If i could write in white ink i would,
but he said i was crazy

If i could take this pain and throw it all away i would,
but she still drives me crazy

If i could turn back the hands of time i would,
but he said i was crazy

If i could tear this heart apart i would,
but then they'd all say i'm crazy

If i could stop these walls from fading i would,
but she already says i'm crazy

if i could jump to someone new i would,
but then she'll get driven crazy

so these words i set in stone
damn it girl, i love you

if i could take your hand back i would,
but then i'd just know i'm crazy.

-

midnight posting

i just realised.
i've done nothing big with my life.

i want to help all the people i can, one step at a time.
but the steps i've taken are useless.

i've changed the lives of nobody.

all the talk about doing it for the better good. i'm not seeing results
and what am i doing? sulking.

it's because i'm useless, i can't do anything right. i can't even sulk properly.

other useless people only eat and sleep. i can't even sleep properly, how useless is that.
and because of the fact i sleep much less than other's i've wasted even more time.

i'm useless, and i suck. thanks for being you, sebastian.

it really helps.

dear lord,

i know i'm not christian and all, i don't even have roots in christianity

but i really need guidance now

if not from you, at least from your other "higher entity" friends

i need some reassurance

and i'm looking towards you for faith. for i have none.

please.

amen.

-

Here Ye, Here Ye..

i've got a very happy thing to announce....

DISTURBAN & CONFUSCIOUS IS OFFICIALLY TOGETHER~!

superheroes unite~! our very first superhero couple ^^
congratulations XD

i miss termite. she ain't online.

life. by s'bas-chen

life is like a performance
life, it isn't real
in life you have to appease the people
the people who provides your meals

life is like a performance
life, where you're the actor
in life you're never who you truly are
your true self is never a factor.

life is like a performance
life is your giant stage
in life you're never allowed to be
never allowed to act your age.

life is like a performance
life, your audience's just a few
but little does the audience know
does the audience know, the real you?

i deleted yesterday's post. it defiles my blog.