I just rushed thru 1 complete Ryan Seacrest American Top 40 cycle. The chart's about one week back, but minus the commercials and all the other talking session, I have to say that Americans have a rather odd and slow taste. Take for example Jojo's Leave (Get Out), which has been on the chart and also holding on tightly onto the number one spot for about 6 weeks now. Maroon 5's hammering their way thru, jumping 3 spots within the top 10, which also is the highest jumper among the elites. Not that I particularly like Maroon 5's latest, but the highest procrastinator that I've seen on any chart's by N*sync's Bye Bye Bye, which had been on the chart for consecutive 10 week, after beating Savage Garden's I Knew I Loved You, about 3 years back.

Going back to my songlist, I'm not ashamed to say that I do have almost all of the latest chart toppers. It's pretty cool, having direct reference anytime you want, any period of the day.

While listening to the chart, I've also finished one of my tutorials. Like whoah --- one down, 4 more to go. All pending and like 2 million weeks late. Mrs Liang just couldn't forget that I've not done my tutorials and was almost chasing me down the stairs along the corridor for my tutorials. Shhhhh....!

Last floorball training for roughly 2 months. Have to step down cos we 'need to study'. How lame can they get??? I mean promos doesn't start till 50 days....ok...maybe 49 days later, and I don't see why people like us should stop our games which is the only thing that's keeping us sane and making us go skool on Mondays and Saturdays. Hell.

Valarie should probably stop scoring all the time. She scored what...2 today? It's making the seniors go ga-ga with her knack at finding the right spot to score. You should see Farhan, Nas and all go "WHHOOOOOoooooo!!!!!!" when she scores.

*shakes head*

So Val, if you're reading this, keep up the good work of making them fall heads over heels. Next time, aim for 7 second goal. I'm giving the 2 second handicap here cos 2 seconds handicap from Melvin's 5 sec-goal. The sexist thingy.
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Talking to teachers are fun. I talked to Mrs Dhillion last thursday about my problems, and she suggested that for one of my problem of not completing my work on time, I should do a daily check-list so I get the tremendous satisfaction of cancelling the work that I finish that day.

So I tried hard yesterday and sat down at my real desk and used one whole hour to plan my the work that I'm gonna do up to 50 days later, while blasting American Top 40 on my hi-fi in my bedroom. Of course --- I wasn't very successful. While jumping to Christina Milian's Dip It (Low) and Jojo's Leave (Get Out), I only just psyched myself to produce a foolproof timetable enough to last me till next Monday.

Now on my virtual desk, I've still got a bloody yellow virtual Post-It stuck to my 2nd Virtual Desktop. Lucky I set it such that I wont be able to see this Post-it if I switch to the other Desktops. Phew.

And yesh, I managed to finished all my that's on my timetable, but still got 5 items pending on this stupid Post-It.

I have been watching the Men's Diving this morning with my ma, and it wasn't a bluff that the Chinese dudes managed to get the highest score most of the time. They are really good. Hmgh. Shows that Chinese can do work as well as the AngMos can.

Hmm. Oh Shit. I haven't done my CS tutorials. Get grilled by Mrs Liang again tomorrow. Nevermind.
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It's strange how relaxed people are at the idea of blogging in school. It's the public terminal, for heaven's sake. You know what? They actually log every click that you press, every porn site that you accidentally log into, so on adn so forth. Just this morning, I was in the library trying to cram the last bit of coursework that i can handle, and looking to my right, Farhan and Sophie were blogging side by side on two of the 5 terminals that's open to the public. Now that's impressive.

Coursework's over. End of showing of Hell. No prize for huessing who's looking forward to Hell 2, Cry when You're Dying, and Hell 3, Die Revelation.

I guess I really have to thank Mr Leong TK for tahaning with me and *jackie for discussing CW so loud in his class that almost everyone in class can hear us. I think he was rather nice to ignore us --- at least someone who understands what we're going thru. Owe him one. Think I'll cheong thru my Physic to make up for it.

MuakZ!

Sumardi bought himself a new iPod today. SO COOL! 15GB! Can you imagine the number of songs that you can hear from that piece of metal? So cool! ^^ I was joking that I have to take the number 3 now in terms of mobile storage now that Sumardi has his 15GB, Zhao and his 5GB and me lagging behind with 256MB. Haha. But then again, they'll be lugging a huge stone around while me will be carrying just another heavy pen.

See who gets the last laugh.

Oh yeah. Jeffery and Yue Chuan were each holding a craptop with Fedora Linux loaded! Yeah! Got rather excited at it. They are taking it all in! It's working! the Linux revolution is here! Then I asked Jeff what they were doing with craptops loaded with Fedora.

"It's for the *NUS-thingy* ," he replies with a smug look.

HELLO!!! You have any idea who you're talking to??? Not that i really really mind. It's ok. As a faithful user of Mandrake, I guessed I naturally thought that people will use Mandrake first before they step into other flavours. FGrom waht i saw on Jeff's screen, Fedora seem ok. Rather plain.But at least it's Linux.

That laptop should be so blessed that it's no longer under the slavery of WinXP. Heard of the latest shiok wallpaper?
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Hasyir doesn't seem to appreciate people blogging. I don't get it. Being my best friend lor! And her still doesn't understand me after what? FOUR years? And now he's complaining in his sis's blog that I'm an inferior monkey just because I blog. Horrible git.

With the latest H5N1 flu around, it's been known that the flu virus might just spred thru the eggs. Then one fine eveing, over an early dinner with Ma, the idea that noodles are also made from eggs --- struck me like Kai knocking into me during one of the floorball trainings. Yeah. Noodles ARE made of eggs, especially liek the wanton mee. You people love wanton mee?

The good news is that the wan ton mee that you guys are eatig now are probably made about 1 or 2 months ago. Thign is that mee hawkers do know that the best wanton mee are those that were made a few months back. Trade secret, so I'm obliged not to mention anything about it.

Going back to my life, I just hope thatt he primary school kids --- and parents too --- won't be smart enough to realise that mee's made from eggs. If not I have to eat mee for dinner every eveing liao.

School has become nothign but crap - seriously. Breaks are nothing more than just mere time to catch up on homework. Just look at the emaning of break. Dammit.We're supposed to take something like naps during the our free periods. And now? Chao Yang and I have become so pathetic that we have to resort to examning people in the canteen.

Of all places.

But people do have interesting habits.

The canteen has never experience such odd occurances in the flow of the people to and fro their class-hellhole-room.

• 9.10am # We would already have been there, most likely after physics lecture. There's sparse growth in the number of people, similar to the growth of vegetation in tundras. Netflow = 0
• 9.40am # We are still there. Senior come and go. One class 104 leaves at 9.40am. Another 112, leaves after break for class. Netflow = NEGATIVE.
• 10.00am # Trickle of those who either have a full bladder, or can't wait to see the canteen vendors. CY and I wait for SMS from Andy/Sumardi. Advance orders for curry puffs. Netflow = POSITIVE into canteen.
• 10.05am, # Sports class 1S2 comes into canteen. Netflow = 2POSITIVE.
• 10.09am, # Awaits LaLa. Netflow = no change.
• 10.10am, # Calm before the arrival of the eye Netflow = Noise Increase.
• 10.11am, # First signs of LaLa - Dogs stop howling; Birds flew off. Netflow alert disabled. WARNING.
• 10.12am, # Spies of LaLa comes in. Zhao arrives as the unsuccessful spy of LaLa. CY and ZX packs adn gets ready to run for it.
• 10.13am, # DUCK! THERE'S LaLa! He's leaving huge damages as he raped his way thru the stalls. CY and ZX runs for it! BACK TO CAMP J1-02!!

So there you have it. Lala invasion.. Never fails. NEVER. See it to believe.

WARNING:

• LaLa REQUIRES FOOD TO DEFUSE.
• EXCESS FOOD FEED INTO EYE WILL RESULT IN LaLa BECOMING SICK.
• NOT ADVISABLE FOR FOOD TESTER TO BE SICK.
  
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*ouch. Just pulled a thigh muscle trying to do situps with my legs over the bed-frame. Got a really nasty cramp that's been lasting for 5 hours now. Can't walk properly. Now I seem to look like some hobbing oxymoron.

Coursework: definitely going to screw this 10% - quite alot, come to think of it. We were arguing with Mrs Liang this morning in front of the General Office.We hardly have time left to do our work now, so even the those who had faithfully attented all the sessions, such as Yours Truly, has to go back to to clock the remaining hours. Cos I really haven't got the hang of the thingy yet, so naturally I fought for the session to be on Friday. Frankly, I was literally to the point of shouting at my dear teacher, but I wasn't goign to back down and let those weaker classmates/friends of mine let her get away with an unscheduled session tomorrow! Won my case after she hurriedly left, claiming that she's running late for her class.

I didn't buy the school's shorts, so I was inclined not to bring my Anderson shorts, for fear that Fauzi's really gonna slit my throat after the temper he flared last Tuesady. Thankfully I woke up rather early today, so I was able to message *jackie and Andy for their stinking shorts. Andy didn't have extra, having replied at 6.37am. *jackie said he has, but no pair, also at exactly 6.37am.

Wondered who came first.

Anyway, I was puzzled at *jackie's reply, so I didn't so much as think about it, until he reached school, and he found out that I actually typed "shorts" instead of the imaginary 'shirts'.

I went ahead for PE anyway.with my long school pants...*SHHH*..... Got caught by Mrs George the first time. That ya-ya bitch. She din't even face me while talking to me lor. I wanted to stop. The sun was killing me. But after that kind of attitude, I rebelled -- went ahead to play.

Bitch.

Then Mdm Sheila came out. I got really scared to the point of pissing my wet pants. Then I really stopped playing. She talked to me about complains from the PE teachers that we aren't wearing the correct attire for sports during the last training session --- somehow implying that she was so nice to let us wear what brand of shorts we wanted --- as long as it's shorts. Then she might really order us to wear school shorts if there's another complain from the PE teachers. Oh well. Think she'd have forgotten about this.

Afterall, she forgot my name half an hour after I told her who I am. She got it somehow correct nowadays, but still mixed me up with John accasionally.

Where was I?....oh yeah. Sumardi got away this time, scoring so many. But trust me --- running in your long pants while playing sports, especially those that need plenty of running --- is like the YJ girls trying to slap running boys who probably pinched their butt cheeks or something.
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Bloody arse. Damn tired. Lucky that you can even read this.

OK.Too tired. Go sleep. 6 hours later, wake up and do Chinese and more Chinese.

See ya around.
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Just have to get this down. It's Callista's birthday today. And we gave them Down Under a call. At first, I didn't think about what I was gonna say, so I put the phone to speaker mode, and let Ma do the talking. So I got thru to uncle steve, told me to get me auntie christy, and she put Callista on the phone.

Ma started singing Callista a birthday song, so I played along and sang too. Then when we finished, Ma wished Callista "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CALLISTA!"

Then we just heard a pause of silence. Was expecting this, cos what you can't expect a 2 year old to think what to do instantly, right?

Then we heard a loud FFFpppUUU sound coming from the other end. At first we thought the fan might have gotten to the mic. Ma then said,"OKAAY BYE BYE CALLISTA!! BYE BYE!!", ecpectign Callista to 'givb' the handset to aunty christy.

"What did you say to her just now?"came from the other end. it's my aunty christy (in cantonese).

"Ahh? What happened?"

"She blew into the phone!"

Oh. We get the idea. That's Callista's auto response. She thought there were candles inside the phone for her to distinguish with her saliva. So funny!

Anyway, we had our PTI yesterday afternoon. It wasn't akward as I predicted, but Ma was quite amazed at how run-down the school is. "Worse than Anderson," I commented. "Yah."

Mr Ng was nice. In fact, too nice it wasn't natural. he showed us my grades, and they weren't pretty. My Computing had all Fs lor. Must be I didn't hand in lots of homework. And Maths was the worse drop of all. HE actualy included the class test, which I had one of them 0.0%, included! Pretty f*ed up.

NEVERMIND.

Worse is yet to come. When Ma went to see Lao Shi, (my chinese tcher, I call her Lao Shi, meaning tcher). OK. Lao Shi went blah blah blah blu blu blu saying that my chinese standard is still ok in contrast to some of my classmates and so on. Lucky she didn't talk about any of the bad stuff I did, like how mcuh I procrastinated handing in one of her assignment. Um. I think that's the ONLY assignment that I handed in THAT late.

NEVERMIND.

Then ma asked how I can improve my chinese standard. Then Lao Shi suggested that I read widely, like *jackie does. The only reason why she hadn't really made *jackie go see BEloved Ganesh, was because he was reading Chinese all the time while she scolded him.

Okaai.

So Lao Shi continued saying that I probably should read the Chinese paper, LianHe Zaobao. OKaai not too bad yet. Ma scolded me infront of Lao Shi that she does order both papers, but somehwo "He flips thru the english papers, but NEVER the chinese papers. Now comes the best part --- Lao Sii suggested that I read LianHe Zaobao --- and I have to do at least 3 paper cuttings per week, each writing some comments at the bottom.

"Use a notebook to put all your clippings, then hopefully you can write more each time, develop your vocab each time. Better still. Highlight the vocab words you don't know, find out their meanings."

What can I do? Nod head lor! If not have to kena scolded at home again. Aiyoh.

"You agree ah? So we shall count these cuttings as part of your homework to be graded ah?"

sHocKinG!

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Yesterday
(Lennon/McCartney)
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Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say,
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Mm mm mm mm mm.......
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Ah heck. The songs kept spinning. Might as well put it down.

Today, the most amazing thing that we wouldn't have expected to hear would be that some woman will call our dear Zhao a TAI JIAN(meaning a enuch). We were walking home, and Zhao joined us to walk to the station cos he needed to buy something, and this approaching NYJC girl who had her girlfriend buying icecream with her from the old hag along the linkway. Anyway Zhao gave this NYJC gal a second stare. And you could almost see the sparks coming from both their eyes as she caught his eye.

The tense moment --- almost like 2 cowboys in those aged movies, both trying to see how fast they can draw out their rusty guns to blow their opponent's full-of-shit-oxymonic head.

Suddenly.......

"TAI JIAN!", yelled NYJC across at least 5 boys.

HHmmm....

We had a talk in the audi today to teach us how t handle stress. Gosh. Wished they had told us more often than not how to handle the workload that all students have in this freaking school. The first thing I remembered was that this councillor played a tape that made me go to sleep after relaxing every muscle in my body. The Brain stopped for a while, so I dozed off. If not for that irritating voice, I might have dropped onto Lugman and never noticed.
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Yippie. Darren Hayes's new album coming out soon.

"Darren Hayes Returns With The Tension & The Spark

Darren Hayes is back with his second solo album titled The Tension & The Spark due for release in the UK on 6th September 2004. The albums release will follow on from the first single titled 'Popular' on 23rd August. The Tension & The Spark has a very electronic edge to it and....."

It just fell upon me how boring life is when you live so near to your 'working place'. You don't take the public transport anymore. You don't get to see people who doze off in the bus anymore, nor anyone who's sleep talking on the train, nor people who drool at others, perphaps more guys who drool after skooling gals in really short skool skirts, or even those fabulously tightone. Nope. No more cheena-looking people whom you can giggle about on the train and comment that he kinda resembles the Chinese-Bing Jee (just a name here....if you happen to be also 'Beng Jee', well, change it to smehting more Cheena) in your class. Life's boring.

I took an OGL form today. I dunno why. I'm not willing to be a prefect, but there I am thinking of signing up for next year's orientation group leaders. Blurred.

Somehow, I feel that teachers are starting to resent me. CindyT, our darling, is starting to pick on me again --- asking me to answer questions when she perfectly saw me not doing anything. The adorable Mdm Myl --- for scolding me infront of 4 other students today during our lecture when it's Chao Yang who poked me but I looked rather spastic cos I was trying to hide from CY's continuous stabbing and doing-me-an-oh-so-kind-favour of untying my shoelaces. Mr Ng who told me to asnwer the questions from the tutorials on the board when I didn't finish half of the sum. Ms Ang, my beloved chinese teacher who kept back-stabbing me for handing in an assignment which was done by my dad. Not that I give hoots about it.

Makes my life sooooo exicting.

Oh yeah. India vs South Africa hockey game last night. South Africa is so darn disappointing. Lesson learnt:

• Complacency brings you nothing but shit.

Deja vu,
South Africa lost 2-4 , cos the last 2 winning goals were scored in the last 10 minutes. The 4 goal was scored by some black oxymoron who literally bounced the ball in mid-air before tapping it into to bloody goalpost within 0.5m of it. The keeper was 5m away from the goal which he was supposed to make love to.

Life's simply fantastic without any ties. People come and go. I go and comeback. Flirting is fun.
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MediaCorp should really reduce the coverage of our National players who are away in Athens. I thin they're too stressed to perform, so I supposed that's why our table tennis ladies aren't performing as well as they should have. Look at our swimmers --- Joslyn Yeo? If I'm not wrong, she has been training in America. but so what?

The only freek that i can find now who fell in LUV with the media, especially the few nuts who went to Athen to report, is Ronaldo Susilo. He's going overdrive. Looks a bit smug, if you look properly. And yeah, I think our opponents cheated now and then. Just LOOK at how Lee JiaWei's Chinese opponent hooked the ball up! That's misleading!

It says so itself in this little bar:

We really should give them some peace.

Got lots to write about our Dear Teacher, but I'm off to watch hockey. later.
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NOOOOO!!!!! MY EARPHONES!!! THEY'RE MISSING!!!!! I was loading up my songs last night, and I took out the phones cos they were damn sticking out like some blaady black wires on the memory stick.

Then I realized it's missing this moring. I thought it would be at my desk, so I didn't bother. IT'S MISSING NOW! CAN"T FIND IT ANYWHERE AROUND! OH GOSH.....I"M IN SO MUCH BAD LUCK. Belated Friday 13th.*POOF*

Okay. I feel obliged to jot some nots about CindyT, our dearest you-know-who. First of all, we have no idea how she became a GeePee teacher. Cos we enjoyed so much of her disciplined in class. I feel that me and Thomas are at the most advantage cos we're under her, as a form teacher somemore. You can imagine the joy.

Then we heard that she came from the working society before she came in as a teacher. The following are clues to how she passed her GeePee, and/or English Literature paper if she had taken them during her school days:

• "...In this passage, Alice is a girl, so from here, we can see...."
• "...to allows..."

Unless you have better english foundation than Sumardi, I feel that you should be able to see that something is wrong-sounding in that 2 phrases.

Do we sound like we hate our GeePee teacher? You're wrong. We are absolutely in LUV with her,

But I love my earphones more.
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Chatting with Chao Yang brought me so much enlightment about the bigger arses there are around other than WeiPng.

Take a good example of Mr Steven Lim of Singapore Idol fame. I refuse to post any pictures of him even though I have the perfect capability to do so, partly coz my ma will think that I'm surfing some kind of damn freaking porn site, and I refuse to paste a picture of his face here, incase you'll never come by here again for fear of seeing a yellow banana hanging around here. SO, I'll put a preview of it here.


However, I wish to draw your attention to this
Like EEeewwWWW!! "Famous Street Eyebrow Plucker In Singapore"

Hello??

Either he's a damn pimp or just some sick thick-skinned gigolo who's 17th birthday wish is to bed all the girls he sees in public. Just too bad he's creating a whole new dimension to the familiar cilché :

"Yellow yellow dirty fellow"


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• CONTAINS DISGUSTING MATERIAL NOT SUITABLE EVEN FOR THE MOST SADISTIC-NATURED BEING.
• CONTAINS EXCESS OF YELLOW. YOUR COMPUTER SCREEN MIGHT RUN OUT OF YELLOW AT THE END OF SESSION, CAUSING AN UNUSUAL IMBALANCE OF SCREEN CONTRAST.
  
• DO NOT SEEK AUTHORISED DEALER'S AID AND CLAIM YOUR MONITOR SCREEN IS SPOILT BY "GOD'S WILL"(UNDER THE CONSTITUTIONAL CLAUSE), AS YOU DESERVED IT BY LINGERING TOO LONG IN THAT SITE
• WEBPAGE IS EXTREMLY GRAPHIC, PORTRAYING EXCESS SKIN OF STEVEN LIM.
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Adding onto what I kinda broke off last nite---actually this morning, I wish to say that YES, YJC rugby boys are more puny than all of the boys from the other colleges.

And to answer the floorball girls' question (infact probably all girls' question) whether boys cry in the shower room or something whenever they lose a (specifically) sports match. No. Most boys DO NOT cry in public. And the toilet is pretty much public. Most boys, I believe, think about the match that they played when they've some time alone right after the match, either while walking to the shower room immediately after the game, or for the slower ones, much time later while they walk home.

Raining rather heavily now...lightning and all it's sounds effects. Lucky it rained, cos if it didn't soon enough, I'm gonna have wasted my effort mopping up my room's floor. The ah-mas downstairs were burning some incense.

Came across Wendy Cheng's blog in The Sunday Times today. Went thru some of it---80% came up as rubbish---not farnie. But I respect her decision to write waht she wants. It's the Internet, and I think it's a place for all opinions, be them bad or good. AND I also think as blogs, the author has all the rights to write what he/she wants whenever he/she wants. If at any point of time, any reader is not happy about what was written, he/she has all the rights to ignore, and the right NEVER confront the author.

It's the author's personal decision to write what he/she has written, and it's the reader's personal decision not to take into the personalized view of the author.

So this pretty well serves as a warning to any readers here---if you're not happy about what I wrote, I've put up a board at the R.H.S for your pleasure to flame me as much as possible, but I'll slap you if you wish to see me personally about what I wrote.

*cheers
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Tough day being lazy today.

Chinese test this morning. Umm.... No feelings about it, so either it's really good, cos I can at least fill in 2 of the first 5 questions, or take it to the extreme:

it's way too screwed and I'm too numb to feel anything.

Floorball trainings in the bball court after the test. TTupid Royce. There I was trying my best to convince the guys to go for training, and there he is trying his best to tell the rest to go home cos "IT's SO HOT!!! PLAY IN THE BBall COURT SOMEMORE!!!"

Thought they had went home when I gave up and changed. Didn't think they would come for training. Surprise! Oh well. Royce---again. Try to avoid him when I can. Dude's too much a loud mouth, one-man show, and worst of all, damn selfish.

Saw the rugby boys during training. AHha. Actually, Val, me and 2 others(sorry..can't recall your names!) slipped out while Mdm Sheila went off. Weak woman. Must be taking shelter in her office while we slogged it off in the court---under the hot sun, mind you.

Anyway---the boys. Oh yeah. Our boys aren't that good this year. Probably cos they can't run. Actually, they can't get up from their fall and run if their lives depend on it. So their pretty niang-niang pattern cost them at least 8 balls...that 3 with ACJC, 5 with SAJC. So that's roughly 40 points. YJ supporters were quite alot, considering that the rest of the JCs 'were nothing but' the rugby boys themselves.

So Val and I were complaining how much YJ boys suck at predicting their openents' moves and speed. Remembered this fat YJ dude was lying on the field after half a dozen much bigger SA arses piled on him. The game went pretty fast after one of the SA guys stole the ball from what looked like the YJCian's crotch and passed and passed and passed and passed---pretty much like the triangle theory I have. Made our boys dizzy. Sensing that they reached our boys' threshold, one of the faster guys quickly grabbed the thing, stuck it to his chest like glue, and ran for the touchdown. This like deja vued and gazillion times, but maybe YJ was too thick to absorb this tactic---Must have been squeezed out like pus straightaway after asorbtion.

Didn't see the yaya-RJC people play, but I hear they are good.

Final's RJC vs ACJC.

YJC = 4th ranking.

No wonder Spencer didn't scream like some Seasome Street character. Oh yeah. Don't you think George Spencer look extraordinaryly like this dude:?


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Testing screenie.




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Know what? I didn't drink coffee today. And now I'm ready to die on my bed. Lucky it's Chinese test tomorrow, if not...

*ponders*

I can't think. I can type.

School. I'm getting bored of it, especially Computing. Trust me, Coursework is really like skinning someone alive---slowly. Fustration when one forgets the syntax, is like pouring vinegar, then salt onto the naked flesh.

Skool. This is the reality.

I swear I could have died if not for Fit who saved me during physics. I think the photograph that she took with "Angela" is still in my wallet somewhere. haha. She chcuked in her photo after ransacking it for another girl's photo. Bad luck. Searched in the wrong place. So she was like:

"How come nobody's photo??!! I give you mine."

And she took one of her photos from Mun Mun's wallet and shoved it into mine.

o.0 Skool.

Ok. I'm too shagged to type anymore. ZZZZZzzzzz......
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The eyes are getting darker and darker. Soon, they'll be as tan as Ganesh's. Seen a really huge friendly black dog around?

Ok. Just called a meeting with the C18 guys. Amazing how well some people fare in terms of replying smses that were spammed at 7.45am in the morning. Ranges of response are as amazing as the contestants for Singapore Idol.

• Almost instant replies. I got one from David, one from Esther, adn that's all I can remember.

On the other extreme, I have those who prefer to reply only after >12 hours of silence

• Got one form Saw Hoon, and one from Alvin Feng *brrr*. Both replied at 8++pm
  

However, you've gotta rely on a certain bunch of people who reply normally, i.e., 1-2 hours after sending.

• Got one from Michelle, another from Rai, and another Michelle who thought I must be rather free when I spammed. So while my right lap vibrated constantly, I thought it was turning as spastic as Mr Yip is.

So while I was busy replying during Charles Goh's lecture, (obviously I had to look down to type) , my right arm was moving by itself. Natural Circular motion of the arm, I thought. Then it happened, so I was beginning to think the Divine is calling upon me to jump out of the lecture hall immediately to sign up with the Airforce --- I saw a shoe sticking from my arm.

Fit.

Why Fit? WhY?? WHy can't I message as and when I like? Why must I be restricted of my freedom when I perfectly knew what the fu** is going on with lecture? Yah. I see cars tilting outwards when they turn at higher-than-possible speeds. I heard that Lugman's gonna tilt to the right while turning left the next time he cycles (or so he tries to show off). I even smelt the B.O. of the dude sitting to the left of Chao Yang.

Why Fit? Why kick ME when Abigail who is sitting beside you might also be messageing someone, and why didn't you slap and box her??? WHY kick ME??

I wonder if it were the white hairs no thanks to "WHY" which slaughtered Einstein.
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Laziness did.
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I really should stop using the mouse. My right wrist is getting rather painful---swollen, infact.

Haven you ever wondered how I will look like if I put on a blue baseball cap and a pair of blue sunglasses, and wear dark blue top with navy blue ¾ pants? From experience, I don't think even my Bro can see through my disguise. Walked past Clarence on Saturday in the MRT station. I swear I tilted my head to look at the dude, but under the shade, practically no one can see my eyes. So if I had tiilted my head somemore, I'll be needing a neck protector like Christophor Reeves.

Second time was when I came back from Orchard this afternoon. I saw Andy at the queue of 804---He's back from his mugging at BKs, I think. I was at the back, Andy was in the front, so when I boarded the bus, Andy was already at his usual standing position in the front carraige of the bus. I walked as normally as possible. Just as I was going to the rear carraige, the did a double take and went back to stand at where Andy was. I had to go like |<--------------->| close to let him finally realize it's ME.

"Bastard."

Which was the first word he said, after popping me the *ARE YOU WHO I THINK YOU ARE?* look.

Arsehole.

So now I can walk pass Cindy Tan when I want to run away and she's coming my way.

Lesson learnt today

1. ALWAYS have a dark colour cap around you.
2. ALWAYS have a pair of good-quality sunshades hanging around you
3. ALWAYS have a few words of defense when you plan to go |<--------------->| close to the person you plan to ambush.

If only they test this sort of rubbish in school. I'll be having a PhD before you learn how to say "Hallelujah".
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Laziness did.
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Okaai. It's 7 seconds after Singapore's first Singapore Idol. And I felt I just wasted 1 hour 15 minutes of my life.

First of all, contradicting to the comments by the haamchee who's voice we only heard on TV, the judges themselves are primary disappointment. Dick Lee..Florence Tan, Monterio (or was it?), Ken Lim....who the &*&% are they? Maybe Dick Lee and Florence Tan, cos I heard of his music and I've heard her voice over Class95FM last year over FD's near "quitting".

Heard nuts from the other 2.

At the begining of the show, I was wishing really badly to watch the re-run of AMERICAN IDOL. oh gosh. Singaporeans can't sing. It's a fact. Shanghainese can't understand English --- that's another fact. Indians have got attitude, but the get away with it cos they've got the trickle of talent...not to mention Lady Luck. Pimpled Chineses, especially the heavily black-head spotted ones are definite no-no. Didn't see any Malays with songkoks. Some people need a bit of attitude training before they go for the next audition. All of them need to balance out their ego before they step out of their houses.

Mel Sng...was it? the last one, he needs to sng out the "bei tai" aka nose flam for us to hear anything.

And "Guest", the gatecrasher in LUGS has to get the dung removed form his brain before he touches the power button of his Windoz machine.
No. I think I'll change my opinion on not ever wanting to hear Bern sing.
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Laziness did.
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Just managed to prove the Triple Angle Formula. Since there seems to be nothing on Google that showed me how to to it, and I did the proving myself, I'll post it here.

Feel free to copy!
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Q. Prove that:

cos3Ø = 4cos³Ø - 3cosØ
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A.

To prove cos3Ø = 4cos³Ø - 3cosØ

LHS = cos3Ø
-------= cos(Ø+2Ø) {simple logic, but derived from Compound Angle}
-------= cosØ.cos2Ø - sinØ.sin2Ø {Compound Angle}
-------= cosØ(2cos²Ø - 1) - sinØ(2sinØ.cosØ) {Double Angle}
-------= 2cos³Ø - cosØ - 2sin².cosØ {Expansion}
-------= 2cos³Ø - cosØ(1 + 2sin²Ø) {Factorisation}
-------= 2cos³Ø - cosØ(1 + 1 - cos2Ø) {Manipulation of double angle}
-------= 2cos³Ø - cosØ(2 - cos2Ø)
-------= 2cos³Ø - 2cosØ + cosØ.cos2Ø {Expansion}
-------= 2cos³Ø - 2cosØ + cosØ(2cos²Ø - 1) {Double Angle}
-------= 2cos³Ø - 2cosØ + 2cos³Ø - cosØ {Expansion}
-------= 4cos³Ø - 3cosØ {TADA!}
-------= RHS [proven]








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Laziness did.
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I was just visiting the Linux Users Group, Singapore. Can't believe it. Some dude's who's a Windows evangelist who barged in and started throwing rubbish in the forum. And believe it or not, I actually bothered to out some response, though not very long. And while I was writing, my brains were pumping with responses---too bad I can't type fast enough to record them down.

Sheesh. I'm still mad at this dude. Said he used to work for the MOE.

Bullshit.

Anyway, school today rocked.

*celebrations*

No lessons today, just singing, singing, waving, waving. Sumardi, Chao Yang, Thomas and I were sitting together. Edward got castaway, as uaual. No. We were just afraid that this children eating monster will swallow Sumardi whole, so we left a seat between us. Nothing personal. Really.

Then various times, Sumardi, Chao Yang, and I would wave our hands when the songs come on ^.^ Thomas was the spoil sport who didn't join us. So Andy was practising his photographing skills by zooming in on Shawn's pimples on his cheek from 100m away. Waving our hands nade us more obvious among the boring crowd, so Sumardi made us put our hands down when I was just getting high waving my hands lor.

Screw Andy.

Celebrations for Dawn later in class. Because for Shawn, gas drinks are drinkable only when he celebrating something---I dunno what for today, but I downed a can of Coke anyway. Hmmmm...... Strangely, Edward didn't finish the leftovers from the 3 cakes. Getting scared then, cos you never know when he might turn to Sumardi to have him for lunch. Then I'll have no PW group leader.

*crosses fingers*

Celebrations are supposed to be held around the main cast---last time TengKai, this time Dawn. But both are so shy that both ended up being the quietest around. Gone case lah. Seemed the only significant thang that Dawn said was "We wait for 5 more minutes,"while waiting for Andy to come back from his pornography taking sessions.

The most significant thang that T.K. said was "Eat ...eat."

*brr*
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Laziness did.
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Stressed is no longer the 'in' thang--It has become an understatement.

Tiredness is.

"Horrible school timetable which allow students to get out of the school compounds only around 5pm should be scrapped to save more innocent lives from being lost to eveil."
~The Straits Times, 30/02/2004

Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not complaining. Just that some of my friends' timtables can be much much worse off than mine. Take for example Valarie's on certain days:

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1)Lecture(1 hour)
2)Lecture(1 hour)
3)break (½ hour)
4)break (1 hour)
5)break (1 hour)
6)Lunch (½ hour)
7)tutorials(1 hour)
8)tutorials(1 hour)
9)break (1hour)
10)PE (1 hour)
floorball

Who needs so many breaks when one has floorball training in the evening?

This is THE extension of screwing up. On the other hand, students like those in my class get frightened of certain days; mainstream Comp Science students are terrified of Thursdays; mainstream Economics students are horrified by Tuesdays:

Shawn's Thursday timetable
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1) Physics (1hr) ~~~8.10am
2) Computing (1hr)
3) break (½hr)
4) GeePee (1hr)
5) PW (1.5hr)
6) PC/CT (1hr)
7) Lunch (1hr)
8) Maths tutorial (1hr)
9) Computing (1hr)
10) Physics (1hr) ~~6.00pm

Let's take for example Abigail's timetable. She is one of those mainstream Economics students:

Abigail's Tuesday timetable
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1) Chinese (1hr)~~~8.10am
2) Maths Lecture (1hr)
3) Break(½ hr)
4) Economics tutorial (1hr)
5) Maths Tutorial (1hr)
6) GeePee (1½hr)
7) Lunch (½hr)
8) PE (1hr)~~~~~~3.40pm

From public consensus, Tuesday is the day that most Economics students wish to ponteng. From pure observation, one can see that on both days, these 2 students do not have an breaks at all which is enough to recharge the mitochondrias to work (taking the big assumption they have not lost their mass to the surroundings due to excessive staring by teacher who shoot electricity at students for having scratched on their paper) for the next lesson.

However, without killing an overly outrageous number of braincells, one can also see that Economics students are much luckier than Computing Science students. Therefore, Mrs Cindy Tan, our dearest GeePee teacher will not penalise me for writing such a biased blog.

With timetables such, one can conclude that the decision that our dearest Dawn has made by calling it quits in YJC---and perphaps college life permanently---is somewhat a wise, if not foolish choice.

Man, do I hate Thursdays.
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Laziness did.
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Well done, Boy.

I finally finished doing about 80% of v2.0 of the written report. Spent about 7 hours. Not too bad. Crapped 2500++ words. Proves I'm still the master of crap. The keyboard feels warm. Didn't know that plastics can get internal heat.

Oh shoots. Physics tutorial---and I haven't done anything! Guess GeePee has to wait till later. Sad.

Almost like a halfday on Friday---but CS test in the afternoon.

*sobs*

Not to do list
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1) GeePee
2) Coursework
3) Read papers
4) Watch The OC
5) Waste my time blogging
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Laziness did.
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Avril Lavigne - My Happy Ending
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So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
...
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Laziness did.
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My *&%^&# knee hurts. Scrapped it bad while the 1st try for shuttle run. Lucky. Got 10.0 sec for 2nd try. Whew.

What to do for next 7 hours:

0) Finish reading today's paper, which I left to flirt with Nap.
1) Song Sheet for National Day
2) Uncle Steve's program
3) Try to boot up to Windowz to rip Clay Aiken's other CD
4) Maths Tutorial 10...at least refer to MamaCheung's Amaths book for solutions
5) Physics...thermal tutorial

Busy busy.
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Laziness did.
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OK. Just took my shower. Really have to quit relying on the soap. I'm beginnng to stink like hell. Or maybe it's the towel which refuses to dry in my room.

AHAHAHhahahaha-MUAHAHAHAHahhaha....

Finally, Sumardi's going public with his fertish upsession. Please refer to Zhi Hao's blog (on RHS, moron) for more clues. Anyway, Sum told me that since we met in 108 in that 1st odd sitting arrangement. I was sitting beside him then, if you remember. And *she was supposed to have presented something...during maths, I think, that Sum declared to me privately, that *she looked great. "Must have.....(#c#e#n#s#o#r#e#d)....(c#u#t#-#o#f#f#)"

Wahdoya expect me to say? Smile lah. Of course. Sat apart after that 1st few days, so I didn't continue asking.

*Smiles* :D

Another terrible day in school. Sounds more like a ritual than a habit to say it now, doesn't it? Finally managed to pass the maths files to Mr Ng, after waht?12 bours?So I just marched into the staff room like nobody's business, asked Ms Ong Jiou Jin for directions to his table, and tada! Files landed. Job accomplished.

Oh. BTW, now anyone can guess why Mr Ng and Ms Ong are so close. They sit next to each other in the staffroom. Tsk-tsk. So when I ask Ms Ong, she was like :

"There!" *points to her back*

Reminds me of the Witch & Angel story.

The shit's wrong with MSN's sever--my Kopete Messenger just disconnected both my hotmail account. Dang.

Anyway, Mr Ng now has to same handphone model as mine! Upgraded his N8250 liao ah. But yucks --- silver. I like my Abyss Blue! Rocks!

Maths test later in the afternoon. Scored about 2 points. Out of 10. Pathetic. It's becoming a vicious cycle. Cannot. Must break off, or I'll loop all the way to another year one next year.

NO! NO 3 YEARS OF ANBU!

GeePee test after that. I don't know about anyone, but I was sleeping through the 1st part of the test. felt abit groggy thru the test. *jackie finished the paper before I did, and slept thru the paper while I finally woke up and finished off the crap. Could have been a good paper, if not for that *jackie used 1 page of a paper, while I used 2.5 pages of paper.

Quality + Quantity = Pass

Quality = Disturbing Notes from Cindy Tan.

After at least 4 months of GeePee for everyone in this freaking class, don't they know anything?

Aiyoh.
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Laziness did.
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Somehow, Zhao's blog has decided to have about 3 more owners. From this, one can see just how much stress a boy in junior college education is having---he now needs 3 more person to help him maintain a website which supposedly is to record his own feelings and happenings.

The only other plausible reason that I can think of right now, is that this "Brotherhood" thingy is taking a step furthur. Not only have they shared volumes and volumes of homework, they've now decided to share a blog, or rather, 3 other lazy bummers have been too lazy to create new ones, so they took up Zhao's.

Gosh.

Anyway, I attended the career talk held by SPH Recruit, and gained rather insightful...well...insights of my life. Not to mention others' too.First of all, I have to say that furthur education just to get another piece of paper is not cheap. Local tuition fees are bad enough. A basic USA educatio cost about US$60,000, just for one year. So if I've decided to study a pretty hot faculty such as medicine, I could be burning up a minimum of US$360,000. That's including most of the living expenses, hostel fees, tuition fees. Don't forget the beer and party---something I can't live without. The presenter didn't help much. She was an American lady...yah---duh. Anyway, the lady was kinda soft. Might have been the headset, so damned. Adn she goes on and on and on and on about USEIC, "At USEIC, we caaan help yew take the bessstt tessstt resaaault and submit dem tew the caallege that yew wood like to attend....."

United Kingdom isn't any better. The presenter was something though. The things they say about dry British wit. He started off by taking off his coat, and using the wireless mic. Shcoking. Then he goes on to stated that it'll be useless to present loads of information. For one, we won't be able to make out what the )(&*&% he's writing, for the other, we won't be able to take the notes in time.

"EducationUK.com.sg"

As I was saying, before I got so carried away by a funny fat British old man, education in the country that started about 5000 years ago is bound to be good. Supposedy, there's also no comparison amoing universities, because they are all equally good. "However, there are a few good websites around that offer some sort of ranking." Living expenses can go up to 8,500 pounds. Multiply that by 3, and you'll be getting an education in a university somewhere in the USA. Tuition fees can go between 7,500 - 22,000 pounds, depending whether you're going for the literal course, or the science one.

Believe it or not, it's just yesterday that I found out that the Internet and the completed DNA sequences were based in UK! Sounds good.

The thrid part of the talk was to find out the personality of yourself. We had to do a small survey and plot a graph which looked like part of the Hang Seng Index. Differnt graphs have differnt meanings. The NYJC hirls infront were screaming when most of them found out waht job prospects they have. At the rate that we were going, my personality is only suitable for the extreme activities such as sky-diving---the more rashed outdoors activities that don't require much brain activity. Maybe pimping too.

Sounds good.

Sheng En's, Tiffany's and Xiu Wen's graphs were much better. They'll be out of jobs soon.

While coming back from Suntec, I walked over to Bras Basah Complex to check out if the latest Linux Format. Somehow, I just love visiting that place's Popular. They have everything---from PC magazines to auto magazines, to porn magazines.

Yep. Wenkai would be exhilarated. Later.
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat when it tried Linux.
Laziness did.
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