Sentosa is quite officially a tourist trap. The IR there will be expansion and further manifestation of operation tourist trap(not the penguin one in Madagascar 2). Perhaps our people here think like the penguins.

That place certainly does well to suck the tourists' pockets to the maximum extent. Like you know, sucking on a straw until you can hear hollow sounding, but sentosa continues to suck.

Maybe the next thing we know is, the trams and shuttle buses require your ez-link too.

Behold the weirdness of the Holy Bible

Do not eat anything you find already dead. You may give it to an alien living in any of your towns, and he may eat it, or you may sell it to a foreigner. But you are a people holy to the LORD your God. Do not cook a young goat in its mother's milk.

-- Deuteronomy 14:21

Strange enough? How bout the next one?

1 Now the whole world had one language and a common speech. 2 As men moved eastward, they found a plain in Shinar and settled there.

3 They said to each other, "Come, let's make bricks and bake them thoroughly." They used brick instead of stone, and tar for mortar. 4 Then they said, "Come, let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves and not be scattered over the face of the whole earth."

5 But the LORD came down to see the city and the tower that the men were building. 6 The LORD said, "If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. 7 Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other."

8 So the LORD scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. 9 That is why it was called Babel ^[c] —because there the LORD confused the language of the whole world. From there the LORD scattered them over the face of the whole earth.

-- Genesis 11:1-9

I shall provide more examples when I have the mood to.

ocean olive OVER!

Yes, finally, after a month of answering questions in a literally mechanical manner, frantically scribbling and regurgitating social studies essays till my wrist muscles cried, and shading lozenges which safely guarantees 25% of the MCQ paper even if chosen at random, I am officially done with the screening-testing-assessing-predictable-ineffective-inefficacious-irrelevant-unreliable-useless-redundant-obsolete exams.

Some of us want to sleep, some of us want to play, and some of us will involuntarily live in fear till the day of truth.

Some will get a temp job and screw up the company, some will do housework, and some will rot at home till the day of truth.

Some will be worried sick, some can't give a damn, the others --- I don't know.

Until then, may we play, work, sleep, mess, crash, bash, flash, dash well.

Good luck to all,


IT'S HOLIDAY!

I love the whole world

And now I am using it

HIATUS

self explanatory, won't be back until exams are over, or when my long gone literal inspirations return.

That it will never come again
Is what makes life so sweet.
Believing what we don't believe
Does not exhilarate.

That if it be, it be at best
An ablative estate —
This instigates an appetite
Precisely opposite.

-- Emily Dickson

Rest in peace, George

Folks, how 'bout taking a few minutes and listen to Carlin? He does make sense ya know. With him gone, the world has indeed lost one of the most effective spokesman for reason and critical thinking.

Think people, think.

As a conclusion

The pronunciation of men has been clarified.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/men

For man,

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/man

You can click on the little speaker icon, and listen to the pronunciation. According to this source(dictionary.com) and the oxford dictionaries in my handphone, the difference between the two words is, man is pronounced maan, a slightly longer vowel. Whereas for men, the vowel is short and brief.

You can listen for yourself, or figure out the pronunciation keys.







And,


George Carlin is dead.

So the moral of the story is,

Yet another periodic update

As the unproductive holidays near a conclusion, YongYi begins to wonder about the absolutely rhetorical question, which is whether he had made good use of time. Besides quenching his thirst for wikipedia, documentaries and pushing daisies, he has attempted the feats(with little success) of multi-tasking, overcoming insomnia, and almost missing his bus stops because he was thinking of Earl Grey tea.

And thanks to television, specifically pushing daisies, his style of speech and writing has evolved drastically from the old shape, amazingly to the extent of amusing himself. Being a heavy user of Mcdonalds for the past months, the boy ultimately finds himself disgusted with fast food and hopes that this new found obnoxiousness will remain within him for a very long time to come.


Alright alright, enough of the above.

To conclude the poll which expired aeons ago,

12% thinks that Mr Kastari has escaped, but still in Singapore.
6% thinks that he's dead.
56% thinks that he has escaped, and out of Singapore.
25% thinks that he did not even escape at all.

Interesting.

And folks, do ya like my new music?

Banned commercials ( damn funny! )

You know sometimes,

when people try to numb themselves,

with schedule or alcohol,

until they can't tell whether it's June or December?

Dunking videos

haha guys look what I found! Orangy t-shirts are us!

Mr Chua Chor Loon, discipline master



Mdm Tan Lay Gin, vice principal


For this you can fast forward to the 6th minute.



Mr Loh Chee Lin, principal



I think he spoiled the machine ya know, wasted 4DL's 2 hours to repair it.

Narnia was very good. Enter their world and you'd never want to leave, ever.

A very real fairytale indeed.


But the kind of romantic relationship between Prince Caspian and Susan, felt so surreal yet so desirable.

A masterpiece indeed.

George Carlin - You are all diseased

Carlin talks best :)

Yay I wrote this

Here comes falling of the meteorites,
that flies quicker than the fastest light.
They burn, they vanish,
we learn and relish,
on a typical silent night.


By the way, does anybody want to go night cycling? With many many people? You may not know all of them, it's organised by the youth group of 2 community centres. It's from the evening of 7 June, to the morning of 8 June. It starts and ends at East Coast Park. A small amount ($) is needed.
Bring friends! Contact me!

Childish superstition: Einstein's letter makes view of religion relatively clear

Scientist's reply to sell for up to £8,000, and stoke debate over his beliefs

• James Randerson, science correspondent
• The Guardian,
• Tuesday May 13 2008
• Article history

Albert Einstein, pictured in 1953. Photograph: Ruth Orkin/Hulton Archive/Getty Images

"Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind." So said Albert Einstein, and his famous aphorism has been the source of endless debate between believers and non-believers wanting to claim the greatest scientist of the 20th century as their own.

A little known letter written by him, however, may help to settle the argument - or at least provoke further controversy about his views.

Due to be auctioned this week in London after being in a private collection for more than 50 years, the document leaves no doubt that the theoretical physicist was no supporter of religious beliefs, which he regarded as "childish superstitions".

Einstein penned the letter on January 3 1954 to the philosopher Eric Gutkind who had sent him a copy of his book Choose Life: The Biblical Call to Revolt. The letter went on public sale a year later and has remained in private hands ever since.

In the letter, he states: "The word god is for me nothing more than the expression and product of human weaknesses, the Bible a collection of honourable, but still primitive legends which are nevertheless pretty childish. No interpretation no matter how subtle can (for me) change this."

Einstein, who was Jewish and who declined an offer to be the state of Israel's second president, also rejected the idea that the Jews are God's favoured people.

"For me the Jewish religion like all others is an incarnation of the most childish superstitions. And the Jewish people to whom I gladly belong and with whose mentality I have a deep affinity have no different quality for me than all other people. As far as my experience goes, they are no better than other human groups, although they are protected from the worst cancers by a lack of power. Otherwise I cannot see anything 'chosen' about them."

The letter will go on sale at Bloomsbury Auctions in Mayfair on Thursday and is expected to fetch up to £8,000. The handwritten piece, in German, is not listed in the source material of the most authoritative academic text on the subject, Max Jammer's book Einstein and Religion.

One of the country's leading experts on the scientist, John Brooke of Oxford University, admitted he had not heard of it.

Einstein is best known for his theories of relativity and for the famous E=mc2 equation that describes the equivalence of mass and energy, but his thoughts on religion have long attracted conjecture.

His parents were not religious but he attended a Catholic primary school and at the same time received private tuition in Judaism. This prompted what he later called, his "religious paradise of youth", during which he observed religious rules such as not eating pork. This did not last long though and by 12 he was questioning the truth of many biblical stories.

"The consequence was a positively fanatic [orgy of] freethinking coupled with the impression that youth is being deceived by the state through lies; it was a crushing impression," he later wrote.

In his later years he referred to a "cosmic religious feeling" that permeated and sustained his scientific work. In 1954, a year before his death, he spoke of wishing to "experience the universe as a single cosmic whole". He was also fond of using religious flourishes, in 1926 declaring that "He [God] does not throw dice" when referring to randomness thrown up by quantum theory.

His position on God has been widely misrepresented by people on both sides of the atheism/religion divide but he always resisted easy stereotyping on the subject.

"Like other great scientists he does not fit the boxes in which popular polemicists like to pigeonhole him," said Brooke. "It is clear for example that he had respect for the religious values enshrined within Judaic and Christian traditions ... but what he understood by religion was something far more subtle than what is usually meant by the word in popular discussion."

Despite his categorical rejection of conventional religion, Brooke said that Einstein became angry when his views were appropriated by evangelists for atheism. He was offended by their lack of humility and once wrote. "The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility."

So maybe Einstein became a pantheist towards the end of his life? Or was he one all the while? Maybe he became an atheist.

I have a bad feeling 'bout this

What I have to say is, the story is slightly absurd. (Come on, how can you include aliens?)

Cool eh, the magnetic skull which is so damn magnetic.

The second thing is, the music is fab, like Star Wars'. All ingeniously composed by John Williams.

Man you can't deny that he's good.

But many questions remained unanswered, like why did the aliens do that etc etc. I think many of which don't have answers.

Therefore morals of the story are, knowledge is gold ( like -.- ), aliens do exist and their skulls are magnetic ( -.- again ), and love is powerful.

Yup that's about it.

Forgive me for my scarcity of words, maybe the momentum will return soon.

Currently reading: Bill Bryson's A short history of nearly everything



It's a re-read, a good read, and mostly mistake free. Especially effective in illustrating the roominess of the universe. It's seriously a hell of waste of space, at least for now.

And yay, we're watching Indiana Jones tomorrow! Who else wants to come?

You know, I never really recovered from it.

Oh great, I almost got drunk again just now.

That's what, partying with extended family?

What if you wake up to find yourself on somebody's towel?

ARE YOU:

1. Perfect: nope

2. Tall: not really

3. In your pajamas: always

4. Left handed: was

LAST

1. Friend you saw: Kevin Na?

2. Talked to on the phone: papa

3. Person to text you: Jing Shen

4. Was today better than yesterday: I don't know, at least I didn't get any failed papers back today.

FAVORITE:

1. Number: 13

2. Color: White for the moment.

3. Food: anything that is prepared with effort and love

4. Place: ?

QUESTIONS & ANSWERS:

Q: What was the first thing you did this morning when you got up?
Put on my spectacles and thought, 'is that my bed?'

Q: Do you have anything bothering you?

Always.

Q: What's the last movie you watched in

theaters?

Whou it's like damn long ago!

Q: Where is the last place you went?

moelc?

Q. Do you smile a lot?

used to, yes under certain circumstances, or when it is bloody required to

Q: Do you wish upon stars?

heh? might as well wish upon dog shit

Q: Are you a friendly person?

I suppose so, strangers love to talk to me.

Q: Where did you sleep last night?

where else?

Q: Why did you sleep there?

Because it is my bed.

Q: When was the last time you cried?

It's a boy's secret.

Q: What was your last thought before

going to sleep last night?
holycrapdamnitibettergetsomesleep

Q: Rate life as of right now, one being

bad ten being great?

8?

Q: What do you hear right now?
air rushing outta my air-con

Q: Does anything hurt right now?
something that always hurts.

Q: What's your favorite month?
I don't know.

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Are you missing someone right now?

Am I?

Are you tired?

Yeah sure, who isn't?

Real name: Lau

Birthday: 28 March 1992

Eye color: Black?

Yes I am indeed a very bad person.
And yeah I visited some places that we've gone before today.
I admit to have mentally murdered my neighbour countless times, because he smokes in the corridor and the cancerous air is inevitably blown into my smoke-free home. Yes I was rude on several occasions to the extent of slamming the wooden door right in his presence, but he still puffs white smoke stoically. Since there wasn't a change, I stopped slamming the door, instead I just push it silently to a close, although the visual aspect doesn't change much.
Like the exact spot, where we had our first, you know.
Albeit I go "Omg, it's that son of a b!tch again," every time I detect the slightest hint of unfiltered cigarette smoke that puts our lives in some helpless jeopardy, it doesn't change the fact that we unwillingly breathe in litres and litres of polluted air daily.
And Thaiexpress lol, it was beside the cold storage.
And why did I type the chunk of text above?
And I wonder when you'll read these not-that-visible texts.
Whoo and I just came back from supper. Nothing beats this kind of late night 'escapades' at Muslim Indian open coffeeshops along Yio Chu Kang road, sauntering into the always freezing cold storage in serangoon gardens(it was as cold months ago), and marvel at the variety of organic goods that I see(1 kg of organic rice costs more than 7 bucks, it's about 3 times higher than the normal rice), but how does the rice prove itself to be organic? Will it be the 'fun' size of the rice grains, due to the less usage of chemical fertilisers, or is it the sheer pleasure of tasting something so uncommon, so that one can say, "aiyo, tell you hor, I eat the organic rice at home leh, it's very the chewy and nice one" to co-workers to elicit their envy?
And you know, sometimes I feel weird when you're around,
I need to sleep, I can't think properly, and the paragraph above didn't quite make sense.
But it's not exactly a bad thing, neither is it anybody's fault.
So sleep.
I shall elaborate at a later date.
And volunteering at the science centre is the best cip you can ever have in this country. The really good thing is, free lunch, no joke.

My disheveled desk

If a cluttered desk signs a cluttered mind, of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?
- Albert Einstein

It isn't that messy, is it?

And where is my plastique bag?

Exams are NOT over for me.

Masterclass tomorrow, Japanese next week.




I cannot agree more baby.

A little summer nonsense

The hot weather elicits my sweat,
Which makes me all wet.
Like Zimbabwe,
Its long railway,
But the ice-cream can't make me fat.

My a.maths paper 1 questions are stapled with a.maths paper 2 solutions, and my paper 2 questions are stapled to my paper 1 solutions.

I didn't staple them, someone else in the school did.

车来了，
雨停了。

车开了，
你走了。

First things first. Screw the e.maths paper setter, she deserves nothing less than a shot. Who can be so sharp and responsible to even print the subject code wrongly? Okay okay, she's not worth the attention.

Yes, Fascinating Rhythm is finally in my hands.

Like the atomic oscillation.

Omg, I do have mood swings.

A bit more and it'll be bipolar.

Someone please tell me what music to use for this blog.

Carnival SCGS

Wheee I just came back from their carnival! The crowd is comparable to ours, but not with St Nicholas's one, it was almost like Mecca in St Nicholas. Okay lemme show ya some pictures.




After walking rounds for about half an hour and having spent $0, I decided to get rid of the coupons by patronising game stalls. Hence, my first game.



This involved throwing ping pong balls into the coloured indents in the egg carton. I asked the lady about which zone being the best, she said that it's all the same. The games were quite okay, it's the prizes. Look what I've got even though I landed 3 balls into the coloured zone.



Okay the next game.



This one also involved throwing ping pong balls, I wonder why they love it so much. But getting 3 balls in a straight line win you the big prize, like tic tac toe. Eh I think I forgot to take a picture of the prize I won for this. Never mind, next game.




This one was damn funny. They gave you a straw to blow wind to sway the duck from one end to the other, I wonder if they reused the straws lol, and I did it under 5 secs, and recevied the "mystery prize 1", as written.

It is the,




I think they drew the eyes themselves.





And classmates, does this look uncannily familiar? Well there's nothing uncanny to it. Certainly the game needs a lot of improvement. They used disposable plastic cups! How could it slide, when it's so damn light? On such an uneven surface of the plastic wrapper? But I still played, and tried to tell them about filling water inside the cup, and they said that water would spill out. Actually there's nothing bad to water spilling out. The floor looks dry.



Opps you can't see the eyes. My mother said that it's washed, I have no idea man.

Okay that's all folks. Oh I almost forgot, I saw Teri and Yia Kuan.

Ades mosquito (a joke)

Hahah I came across this from the web, click on the title to go to the source!

Was just washing my floor and became very inspired to write on the topic on ades mosquitos after gazing at my cat's waterbowl.

Enjoy ...

Have you ever wondered how people would react to the campaign to elliminate ades mosquitos ?

Apparently, this ades thingy is causing a lot of attention from the government and every now and the you would see advertisements by the PCK's "Margaret"... (forgotten her name but her husband is like Lim Yu Beng i think...)

Undeniably, it is quite an issue especially if your loved ones and your friends are the victims. But do normal citizens understand what is going on ?

"Put a layer of oil on water that is not used. If possible, pour away all possible traces of water in any containers to prevent the breeding of ades mosquitos"

Reply from Mr Tan Ah Beng

"Siao is it? If i put a layer of oil in your water you want to drink or not. Siao ah you all, if i put a layer of oil in my pet's drinking water you think they want to drink huh ? What is worst is that stupid inspector tell me to pour away the water and refill it when my pet wants to drink it. Wau lau, you think i very free is it? Now and then go an ask my pet whether thristy or not, better still i ask it to bring a water bottle lah so it can drink as and when it wants ..."

I cannot say that Mr tan is unreasonable but can there be exceptions ?

"Regular fumigation to keep mosquitos at bay"

Reply from Mrs Chua Ah Huay

"Ai yo fumigation again. All that fog will kill me first or kill the mosquitoes first. Heard from my friends that the fogging thing is poisonous leh... if i die hor, can claim insurance or not? Also hor, i don't understand why i need to close the windows and doors tight tight when they do the funigation leh. I think hor i will die first lor, singapore so hot and i don't have aircon, so like that i will die first one leh. Then somemore i think my house also got mosquitos leh then like that closing all the windows hor will keep them protected right? So what for close the windows?"

Enough of human's perspective, so what do the ades mosquitos have to speak for themselves?

Speech given by the ades mosquito spokes person at the annual mosquitos meeting in a drain in hougang

"Dear all, thanks to the humans, we are now breeding a new generation of mosquitos that are larger, suck more blood and more resistant to pesticides.Our scientists had been working hard to produce a new generation of mosquitos that need no water to grow, so even if the dumbo humans removed all traces of water, we still can survive. Also, the ades government will also be giving out our new technological weapons that helps fellow mosquitos to fly higher at such when the fumigation people comes, you all can fly to the highest storey to seek shelter.Last but not least, we have colonised new areas for infection. They are potong pasir and hougang. If you cannot live in marine parade or aljunied anymore, please feel free to join the potong pasir and hougang areas. There are less fumigation and the walls have a lot of cracks for you to hide. Somemore not every floor got lift so very safe for hiding."

Just for laughter... Any resembalance to any person dead or alive is deeply regretted.

Cheers

Bazaar was a blast, on our part, we've done well, yes we have. My team and I, and Emilene's team, have done well. As for the school's part, eeeks. For more information, please visit the class blog, photos included.

And huang lao shi's great, and quick. She relayed the message of cancelling the homework only today, the homework which I did during midnight earlier today.

And I finished The memory keeper's daughter. Wonder how it was a multi-million-copy bestseller. Reading Michio Kaku is a better way of using time.

And to my friend wiki, IIMNIGSTSOTYAOLUK.

Fitna

I don't know how many of you have watched Fitna. I made a deliberate search for it, and watch the 16 minute 48 seconds film. Everyone should go watch it, and decide for themselves. But look, I am not taking any side here, look left if you want to know my stance(you know, the 'A' word). We learn reliability and usefulness in social studies, everyone should put it to good use in the real life, and this is the best example you can have.

However biased and propagandistic a source is, it can never be useless.

If I were to express my genuine view about this issue, I can substitute Mas Selamat as the No.1 wanted man in Singapore, or even surpass Osama bin Laden, to be the wanted guy of the known world, hunted after by any individual with a religion, and become the person responsible of Fitna no.2.

Okay Earth Hour very damn soon, cya people, remember to switch off your lights!

It isn't good when you have your birthday falling on the same day as your school's sports day and your grandfather's death anniversary. Unfortunately that is the case for me today. (Who won? Was it us or Dunman? They didn't bloody announce it. Lol but we were damn high during 20 X 100 and teacher's race, with the latter ending so damn dramatically, a win nonetheless.)

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here are some pictures



See the buildings on the left half of the picture? It's moelc in case you can't recognise!



Whee what a fine sunny day.


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To compound the problem, my question was mistaken, for my 'must' in the message was ignored as if it was transparent, and hence I was deprived of the chance to leisurely have lunch with my newly made friends and is complaining like some sheep now. Mehhhhh

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Thanks for everything people, it'd been better if there hadn't been any miscommunication.

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Er, I realised that my school is mentioned in the newspaper Today. You can read the article here. Spot the mistake if you can.

Have you? If not, try this part specifically:

50 students from Raffles Girls School and Chong Cheng High School (Main) will be getting schoolmates to join the programme.

Thanks for spelling our name correctly, Miss journalist! But weird, why the two schools, why only RGS and Chung Cheng? What link is there?

Hmm never mind, the world today is so screwed.

Derailed girls

Yes, as some of you may have read in The Straits Times today, I read it too, while I was waiting for my turn for a haircut at the amir's barber shop where they never failed to provide the day's newspapers. I jumped straight to Saturday upon seeing the feature, somehow I was just simply fascinated by people who don't exist in my world.


Disclaimer for prudes: the contents that ensue may cause extremely disturbing experiences and please absquatulate for your much cherished innocence when necessary.

For the article, here. Don't worry, it's The Straits Time site.

For those who are lazy to read, here is the summary. The number of teenage girls selling sex for money or barter trading for branded goods is increasing, but I am not sure steadily or not. This problem we have here is the reason why the modern Japanese parents are more concerned with their daughters than their sons. The girls in question aren't disgusted by sexual promiscuity, as driven by their material desires and 'quick cash' or because of the influence of the mass media, mainly of the western culture. In certain groups of teenagers, the very idea of virginity has been considered as a stigma. Appalled? Certainly some aren't.

Do note that the paragraph above is entirely based on the article, except for the words in maroon.

One such blogger, Teenage Lolita, said that she is 'not poor' but 'hankers after the better things in life.'

I'm not selling my body. I call it a mutually beneficial relationship,

The teenage sex trade has become so overt, to the extent that the advertisements for sex trading appear together with normal classified items such as second hand computers, real estate, and job classifieds. You can read the descriptions yourself, it cannot get more explicit. To substantiate my claim, http://singapore.craigslist.com.sg/ and http://www.sgadsonline.com/


And in case you didn't know, prostitution in Singapore is legal. So is it time to take a second look at the realities of our society, before many of our virile boys morph into Spitzers?

Max Bruch Violin Concerto No.1

This is the youtube version I found after prematurely terminating many other videos performing the same piece.

My principal deserves a pat on the back. His assembly speeches has intensified from irresistible lullabies to slightly motivational talks, albeit there are unequivocal evidences of materialised bore scattered across the auditorium. An improvement it is, nonetheless.

School is getting increasingly senseless, I feel that I'm indiscriminately time robbed.

Teachers in my school are infatuatedly indulged in issuing petrifying pink slips for detention because he/she does not have his/her socks at a length gratifying enough to the particular teacher, and sending students for in-house suspension because they were 10 minutes late for SAP in the holidays. I am not a victim, yet.

Joke of the day

My cousin said that I resemble Edison Chen, somehow.

The weather now reminds me of the temperate countries that I have been to. I wouldn't mind if this turns out to be permanent. There is such a world in the story of star wars, where the planet's rain never cease.

My infatuation for classics got me again today, and I watched Forrest Gump. When I read the page on imdb, it says PG13 for drug content, some sensuality and war violence. Then I began to recall the times where my school showed us parts of the video, there were no horny scenes that I could remember. So I watched the whole film and figured that maybe the school was afraid that the horny scenes might outrageously appal prudish students, which my school abounds with them. For those who want to watch it, I think you can get it from youku or something, it's definitely worth the time.

Next, Forrest Gump the novel it shall be.

A spastic scene

Mr Gary Chua knocked childishly on the door, "Can I see two students?"

Mr Faizal gave a retarded smile, "heh heh, cannot."

I burst out laughing, so did everybody else.

Touch 2008 was fantastic, with a tinge of mistake, of insignificant proportions.

Let pianist one be P1. Let pianist two be P2.
Let page turner one be T1. Let page turner two be T2.
The page turners turn the pages for the corresponding pianists.

And hence allow me to re-enact the scene.

T2 turns page for P2. T1 sees T2 turning the page, turns the page for P1 too.

So far okay? No confusion?

P1 realises that the page is wrong, quickly uses left hand to flip back to the previous page. T2 realises too and helps to flip back to the page.

Still okay right? By that time I was already O.o

Music continues and when it is time to flip again, T2 stands up, confident of not making the same mistake again. But P2 is faster, she flips it with her right hand before T2's hand even come close to the sheets. So T2 sits down.

By then I was O.O.O

Interesting huh.

I have emaths, chinese and japanese tests tomorrow. Great.

Night Cycling

Surprisingly my body isn't aching anywhere now, and I am not that tired. 10pm to 6 am. Let me calculate, it's 8 hours. Wow it seems like quite a long time, but it was fun though.

Interestingly when people from the nus rovers first met me, they actually asked which faculty I was from. When I told them I was 16 and was Alfred's brother, they got a slight shock, or was it more of a pleasant discovery? Unfortunately I am haplessly incompetent in remembering people's names, so I could only remember their faces, haha.

Memorably the best part of the trip was covering the entire stretch of geylang. I saw things from Bangladeshi selling untaxed malboro in a dozen packs, to the main attraction of the place itself(heh heh you all know what it means), to seeing a pack of flamboyantly dressed youths constantly shrouded in almost impervious cigarette smoke outside a pub. Manoeuvring one's bike between the larger chunks of metals on the sleepless street of geylang was fun but dangerous business, especially in most cases where the spaces between cars were hardly more than a metre wide.

Ah I think I should get some sleep. I alighted from the lift on the wrong storey on my way to my grandmother's house just now.

This is the exact piece my cousin requested me to play on CNY!

ANZCA wasn't as great as I thought, considering the fact that they marked the tickets at a pricey $20. I didn't have to pay for it though, my sister got it for free.

But never mind, the next concert will be on the 29th of Feb with my teacher performing, a promising show.

From the remnants of Keith Low's birthday party

What began as a mild cultural shock from my sec 2 juniors developed into relaying ghost stories in Keith's deliberately darkened room that weren't my own accounts, preluded by some matured talk with Keith's parents and aunts, which followed by some inexplicably obscene actions administered by Keith's 7 and 8 year old cousins(with the names of Mervin and Esmond respectively), with Jeramyn cornered in Keith's very own bed and left the rest of us with some decent amount of overboard laughter and amazement at the lasciviousness of the primary school kids which was credited directly to Keith himself, ended with Jeramyn sitting in the space between my legs in of Keith's aunt 7 seater on our ride home. All elucidated within one sentence.

My pretence of expected prudishness slowly dissolved upon meeting my juniors (I didn't know that green tea kills sperms) in the billiard room, where I have very unfortunately delivered the cue ball into the (hole?) on my first shot, after two years of inactivity in it.

The two St Andrew's kids were damn horny I swear. I was sitting beside Mervin before the TV when I doubted my ears.

Mervin: "Shoot your bird bird, shoot your bird bird."
Me: (What was that I heard?) -Turns head-
Mervin: -Aims his rifle to the enemy's you-know-where in his psp and starts shooting.-
Me:-OH MY GAWD-

Okay now for some photos. Sorry about not taking much lol.

Hehe funny Keith.



He certainly was sincere.



And he surely had a lot to wish for.

Back in the room, the two little devils were playing with Keith's gundam, more of damaging rather. Then Esmond jumped on the bed and started to intimidate Jeramyn with his front-and-back-crotch-rocking action, you know like hard gay. Aww my abs had surfaced after that.

This is getting so cranky, gotta sleep, cya folks!

Bryan got me The Notebook today, and I finished it within the day. Thanks Bryan, to help me get the only Nicholas Sparks in the school library.

The book and the movie are unique in their own aspects.

The book is more erotic. (Are you people surprised? Xenia told me earlier that she skipped the whole "R.A" part). And the ending, the book ended with something like "unbuttoned them one by one..." but the movie ended with them just cramping on that small pathetic bed, highly possible for people to mistake it as they were going to die, because the old man said along the lines of "do you think our love will take us into our deaths?"

The movie is more touching, seriously it is. Some details are slightly different too.

Do both, do both.

Currently Reading: The Centre Cannot Hold by Elyn R. Saks

Nicholas Sparks is undeniably brilliant.

The Notebook was, I must say, tear-jerking.

I spent a fraction of my time today singing my grandfather's clock. Apparently it's quite a touching song.

http://kids.niehs.nih.gov/lyrics/grandfather.htm

I learned a new word today.

hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia

From Aaron's blog. In case any of you are thinking that it is 'learnt' instead of 'learned', check out the dictionary, and no, it's not archaic.

For your amusement

If you can't understand chinese, sorry luh huh. But when was handphone coined hand-chicken?

Do not lie to me,
Don't be afraid to tell me your true intentions.
Do not lie to me.

YOOWUWCHEERRTEAIITNHLUYRKTNS

PDLOETAHSIESDTOONMTE

I almost suffocated at esplanade park yesterday, but luckily I didn't.

Happy new year to all.