It's Raining, It's Pouring....

It's Raining, It's Pouring....

yep yep!! that's right!! finally, after a long dry spell which will spell out the death of us, it rains!! IT RAINS!! damn this is great man.

i'm currently sitting in the computer lab now. i know what shiyuan feels like now. it's like and attachment to your blog, like an obligation you don't mind fulfilling. the irony of choir man. i tell you...all this 7am morning practices are getting to me. i fall asleep everywhere sia...in lectures, in class, even in Tay's lecture about op-amps and analogue electronics. how ken someone miss that man??! hahaha....

they (the choir) wants to go jogging tomorrow morning! what the....jogging, jogging!!! goodness sia...here i am in the computer lab, skipping PE 'coz i'm not feeling well and there i go jogging tomorrow at SEVEN AM with the choir...somebody please tell me what's going on here...

life's a little weird nowadays...as of back home, my dearest mum-sy messaged me to tell me that my condo(m) has got the certificate of fitness for occupation! rocks-o-logy la...! that means we can shift in soon, but i'm not really sure when. i wanna be around to help them out.

okay, as for now, i gotta say goodbye. my fingers are numb because i'm seated at a computer right under the aircon unit, turned up aaaaaaallll the way...just now got a lotta people in the computer lab la, so no choice lah.

bye guys....and gals...take loads of care. don't fall sick.

Cutting it Close

Cutting it Close

hey there again...i realise i have a knack for writing posts last minute la....here's a little update since my last post...

i fell sick yesterday. really sick. the whole of monday my sore throat festered quietly and then in the short span of a few hours of my night slumber, it gathered its forces and wrecked havoc on me. grrr.....damn painful sia. well, anyway, i'm back in school today, and i'm writing this here too.

i have my quartet practice soon, because there wasn't enough time to assess all the quartets on monday. quartets 12 to 16 would be tested today. i'm in the 12th one. hahaha...tyco sia...

to a good friend: there are times when you face grim reminders of painful memories. please be strong. your friends care and will all stick around for you. i guess you know that too.

la la la la....!

Things I Overlook

Things I Overlook

i just realise there are many things i overlook. thank you my precious friend for helping me battle my personal daemons.

to another good friend.

thanks for cheering up my day and being a great pal. you're indispensable.

to a very special friend.

thank you for being a pillar of support, when you quell my storms and you fill my world with colour and a hope of a brighter tomorrow. with you.

i'm currently waiting for my choir practice. to those a little unfamiliar to choir, a basic mixed choir has 4 big sections, from highest to lowest pitch, soprano, alto, tenors and bass. i'm in bass. and for most of our songs, all the sections are singing their own parts to produce nice chords in the songs. so, theoratically, we should be able to sing as four people only. and that's what's gonna happen in about 5 minutes time. hahaha...sheesh...hope i ken make it.

heres a joke from venkat...

an old farmer went to his long abandoned pond on his extensive estate. much to his surprise (and joy, no doubt) he spied 2 young girls skinny-dipping in the pond. feeling a little ashamed of peeping, he coughed "ahem...!"

the girls shrieked, "WE"RE NOT COMING OUT TILL YOU GO AWAY!"

the farmer replied, "oh no, don't mind me. i'm just here to feed the crocodiles."

Stories That Manner

Stories That Manner

after my last post, to those i have read it, i guess i've spread a cloud of doubt over myself and my actions. sorry. but that's the way i am sometimes. if this is truly an outlet of expression, then i'll not deviate from this school of thinking.

okay, okay....enough of this heavy shit. today my dear gave a copy of hotel rwanda. i know, i know i'm a lil slow, but i've wanted to watch it ever since i heard about it, but unfortunately for me, my busy schedule deprived me of a trip to the cinema weekend after weekend until the cineplexes stopped showing the movie. (another movie that bit the dust was spongebob too...) anyway... i tell you, it was good stuff man!!!

it wasn't too gory (like The Passion), it wasn't to depressing (like The Pianist), and most of all, it conveys a gamut of messages to the viewer...(me!). to most i guess the message would be the condemnation of racism and the outrageous way people build hatred on the basis of prejudices and colour. but to me, the movie spoke about the human spirit and compassion. what makes us human? last friday, VJ invited medical student back to talk to us about their medicine course at NUS. (the talk lasted 2 whole hours, much to my chagrin, but that's beside the point). in one of their slides was this qoute "the decission to pursue medicine is what differentiates us from animals". i'm sure i paraphrased is somewhat, but that was the crux of it. this movie spoke to me. in ways that go right in. the indominable human spirit. the intensity of fear. the sanctity of life.

it was great to know that stuff like this still existed. it's a true story, and in our world of self-centred-ness and the rush to step over your peers, it is uplifting to know that faith can still be placed in the race of man.

thank you for the insight.

joke!!!

sinner 1: father, i'm here to confess my sins.
priest: tell me, my child. when was your last confession
sinner 1: a week ago.
...(confesses)...
priest: okay my child, go and sprinkle holy water on yourself and i will pray for you.

sinner 2: father, forgive me for i have sinned.
priest: confess, my child, and you shall be forgiven.
...(confesses)...
priest: okay son. go and sprinkle some holy water and i will pray for you.

sinner 3: (enters giggling like mad) father...i need to confess my sins
priest: (mildly irritated) what is it young man?
sinner 3: I PEED IN THE HOLY WATER!

Ramblings of a Troubled Mind

Ramblings of a Troubled Mind
there are many things you don't see. i am an iceberg, cold and hidden. the thing about me is that i'm always putting on masks...even i know it. i even notice myself putting on my masks...i keeps me alive. it keeps me sane.

"here i go. let me put on a bright refreshed mask. let me face another day with 'optimism'."

there are friends whom i cannot bear. there are those whom i force out laughter just to please you. don't think i'm that nice or that compliant. i am not. you think you can push me around? think again. i may tell you off nicely, but i'm cursing you to hell inside. trust me. i know.

there's another side of me. the one i reveal to only a few people, and that too, at differing degrees. it's not easy for me too, okay? i'm not some crazy guy trying to reassure himself by sharing what he believes in, hoping that he's not alone in that belief. i'm not that unstable. i just want you to know the real me, 'cos i'm tired of pretending. tired of faking it. sometimes i just want to let go. please understand.

priceless friends. give me some time...

Awake

Awake

i'm fighting my eyes. their weight i push aside, for you.
resisting the call of rest,
choosing instead the warmth of company.

hope you know i'll be here.

Was Lost, but Found

Was Lost, but Found

wow, things really sneak up on you, don't they? for example, it's already gonna be one in the morning...whoa!! ONE IN THE MORNING!!!

freaking!!! yep yep...just wanna relate one funny incident to you all here. i was clearing my files, and i have 6 of those beeeeeeg files. one each for the sciences (that makes three) and two more for maths and GP, the last being where i store exam papers (either undone or those i did, are waaaaaaay below expectations). haha...but then guess what? i found my long lost complex numbers lecture notes in there! wut the...as well as my 'Revision of Ionic Equilibria' in which i got thrown out of my not-so-comfy-but-frequented LT5 by dearest monica wong. haiyar... memories sia...

here's a lame joke my dearest told me:

Boy1: how are your grades?
Boy2: they're all submerged.
Boy1: how come?
Boy2: oh, 'coz they're all under sea (C) level.

gnite dudes and dudettes. hoping you have a great remainder of the week.

Time for Tay...

Time for Tay...

hi one and all!! i'm currently waiting in the computer lab before one of my darn physics tutorials, and after which, i will have an hour plus of a nervous system lecture. gosh, what a tiring, draining, and energy-sapping routine i subject myself to wiillingly every tuesday, week after week! gosh! what has education done to me? it has made me go crazy! i do things i utterly detest, like attending statistic lectures where the lecturer drones you to sleep, and physics tutorials, and all that crap!!

allow me to lament about life as a year 2 student. it's...aihz...it's...bittersweet? can this be true? it's really nice having friends around. the Trouble Gang (whoohooo!!!), the scholar bunch, my neighbours, and lipjeen =P. my band which didn't make it into Musicfest, my worship team at church, the basses...it's all just...just great. but then there's the work and the 'serious' stuff that inadvertently plagues us all. the stress of being a scholar, making sure your grades don't drop (or drop too far...hahaha...), making sure you sing well and perform well, making sure you're sensitive and understanding to those around you, and of course, there's family you have to think of back home too.

i just wanna have choir for school, and indeed, i think i'm gonna miss choir. so much. i was just thinking yesterday, that by the same time next month, i'll already be free from the shackles of my choir commitments! no more sectionals after school, no more combined practices with our conductor robbing me of my saturday morning sleep-ins, and no more getting stressed over pitches and note intervals...

but then, really, i think i'm really going to miss choir. the people there, my friends, singing together, and working effectively as a walloping great performing unit. not to mention that choir has openned up a whole new door for me to appreciate the Arts (capital 'A', huh, my choy? haha...). i'm proud, darn it, that i have had the opportunity to sing and travel to places with such a wonderful bunch of talented people/clowns. gosh...how time flies yea? (how many 'goshes' have i typed out yea? so many?! gosh...!)

do you know at the start of this year, i actually dreaded coming for choir practices? crazy huh? well, i guess it was just a phase i went through. time is fleeting, and our life will soon reach the end of its run. where to then? will we know it?

hmm...

okok!!! lame jokes!

what do you call the young of an organ?
an organelle.

what organ smokes the most?
a pipe organ.

tahz!!

To My Brother

To My Brother

heya mingwai!! i read your post just now. nice to hear from you!! my brother is the family over-achiever! even though the doesn't think so (trust me, you are!). he attained a junior black belt in taekwando, he's up to the grade 8 in the ABRSM piano courses, and he's one hell of a student! look at his marks! ('Firsts of Firsts' on his blog). now he's starting a band too! gosh! that's great!! he's also very active in his St John Ambulance, and he's forever going out with his friends. he's fast becoming a good basketball player, and he's the only one to score a par on the golfcourse. (i, on the other hand typically score a double-bogey or a triple-bogey. that's waaaaay bad). hahaha...we're having a blog to blog conversation eh? hahaha...

now, you may question the whole purpose in life, and the purpose of studies and the things you study. right now, your education level is actually still pretty basic. they have to cover everything, just so that you have a taste of every facet of each subject, so that explains why you're taking history (when you don't want to be a historian) or geography (when you don't want to be a geologist) and so on...imagine if your cohort were to be channeled into different courses, (maybe the Art, Science, Commerce...), how many of you (possibly even you) know what you all are going to do in the future? and let's say that you want to be an artist, so you get yourself into the Arts stream, what happens when you change your mind? (you'll never be an artist...trust me. aiyah, i think you know that too right? haha...)

what education really is for is so that you learn how to learn. the process of learning itself is important to you. if you never learn how to cope with competition in the class room, if you never learn to take charge in your SJAM, if you never learn how to deal with disappointments, how inadequete a person you would be! education and school is a simulated, enclosed envirnment, in which real life presents itself, albeit in a disguised form.

see? take heart! you're not alone! school's a drag, i tell you. my friends who read this will surely agree with me. there are people who just study and study and study their whole lives away, there are people who take pride in being a slacker, you get teachers who are totally unreasonable, and teachers who are too slack for you to seriously pick up anything passively.

hehe...this is where your band comes in i guess. it makes life interesting isn't it? hahaha...you don't have to buy a keyboard my dear brother...you can rent it, just like the drum set. the most inportant thing is finding a place to jam, like a studio or something. go look online or the yellow pages. sure got wan. what my drummer did last time was he set up his room (he sat on his bed) to mimic the drumset and just drummed away! i tell you, it was hillarious.

so anyway, i've got lotsa work to do. take care man.

Creatures of the Night

Creatures of the Night

hi there...it's around 1.25 in the morning. i'm bored. i just rectified the problem with my post at 3pm on the 13th. if any of you think that you can blog on the computers in the school computer lab, tread with care. the slightest touch of that bloody SHIFT key sets of the chinese word input software that a certain group of people use, much to the agony of considerate and innocent people like me. after you hit that key, it's a 'bye-bye' case for you already, i tell you...sheesh, this people arh...not the waaaaaaay....

i like it at night. the whole world (well, maybe your world) is soundly asleep. everything is peaceful. there is no one disturbing you, there are no bustling sidewalks, no honking traffic (unless you count the illegal racers that zoom past in their monsters), and best of all, at night, you don't feel the scorching heat. if it was up to me, i'd be nocturnal by now. a plus if you're in a town like kuala lumpur is that you don't get to see the haze and smog. haha.

let me share a joke with you. pardon me if i sound pro-women, but i did get this from a jokebook about men, so, enjoy! (or don't. aiyah! up to you la.)

man: oh God, why did you make women so beautiful?
God: so you would love them.
man: but...then why are they so dumb?
God: so they would love you.

okay, i don't have much more to write. what i do have is my physics assignment, my bio assignment, my KLJ assignments, my whatever assignments (singlish warning) LAH!


HAPPY BIRTHDAY BENJAMIN TAN!! MAY YOUR TOES GROW AND LIVE A LONG AND HAPPY LIFE. (ok, ok, you too...)

waiting till the jailers let me go.

For Those Who Try

For Those Who Try

sometimes life throws crap in your face. it's only natural to throw your stinkiest, vilest crap back out to the world, and yourself, but always remember that as long as you don't give up, and you carry on, any glimmer of hope will be your beacon. (or bacon)

just don't die out inside. i have. so many times before. i know. i've been there. maybe not as long, not as deep, and not as hard-hit, but, i have a glimpse. you've been through worse. you've made it thus far. be sad, good. at least you know that it matters deep down to you, but don't dwell on it. show your scars for they're worth their weight in gold.

may the Lord keep you.

to everyone, and noone at all.

Time's Flying...(first class)

Time's Flying...(first class)

hi there....guess who's back? (who else can it be?) well anyway, i'm blogging now in my school's computer lab. darn it, i have choir later...in actual fact i have it about 15 minutes later, or rather 15 muntes after i write this sentence. today i discovered that my brother had a blog! coconut sia that fella...how come he didn't tell me?

well, anyway, i saw it, and it was refreshing to know about my brother, my flesh and blood. just yesterday somebody close to me told me of how he/she was moved to tears while on the phone with a sibling who's overseas. it was a long period of time since they last talked to each other. at that moment, i longed for that kind of closeness and that kind of fraternity in the sibling bond. and today, reading my brother's thoughts and ponderings written out in words, i reaffirmed that feeling.

(hey man, take care! call your brother sometimes k?)

growing up, it was just the two of us and the maid, as our parents both worked. i used to bully my brother a lot, and looking back now, i feel a little guilty, but back then...heh heh heh...

so, anyway, updates from home! some pervert keeps on disturbing the underwear hung on the clothesline at home. eeeeyuuuur....how on earth do these people get their kick anyway, huh? remember that condo i told some of you i was going to shift into? my family got the keys already! wheepee! that means i have to go back and help them shift in, and that means i'm going home! (although 'home' would change over that period of time) gosh, i miss home.

bye bye bloody batu caves. the place which gets so jam packed during thaipusam, because the indian devotees flock to the temple in the cave by the hundreds of thousands on that day, and the traffic policemen have absolutely no idea how to direct traffic, human or automobile. haha, now all of you dunggus who call me a caveman can't do so anymore. but please don't call me condom man. hahaha...

okay, choir is gonna start soon! hope i don't get screwed for not memorising that dumb, wordy, chinese song by some emil chow.

till next time! adios!!

treating the right thing

treating the right thing

today, i skipped school. although i don't really pride myself in this, it IS necessary sometimes. to retain your sanity, and to provide temporary relief from school-weariness. i really DO have a sore throat and a flu, but hardcore pro-school ppl will scorn at this and say this is no hindrance to my attendance. well, again, like i said, ponning is necessary...

on my way to the marine parade polyclinic (scholars are only allowed to go to polyclinics, or else their medical bill won't be reimbursed) i thought i saw that white coloured SUV that our dear mr seet owns. i wonder what would happen to me if it really was him and he turned and saw me, (or if i caught his attention). haha....sure kena grilling wan...

so, i got there, then to my dismay, there was this very discouraging notice: "the polyclinic is over-crowded today". goodness shaizer! to top it all off, it was closed for lunch. grrr...thanks for waking up late, minghui. so i was kinda forced to have lunch went back for the 'treatment' and the much-covetted MC.

to cut stories short, i was prescribed, flu pills, some dumb cough medicine that i already have and...

...(drumroll please)...



...(tapping on the table that you're sitting at works too)...



..PANADOL!!!

chicken backside...i was told by the hyperactive doctor that i most likely had a viral infection, so i was expecting some antibiotics, but it turns out, i'm supposed to let my body do the fighting myself. so instead of combatting the virus, the drugs were supposed to combat the symptoms. does this happen often? maybe...it's like an abusive husband, who hits his wifey...the wife cleans her wounds, but what she should really do is get a gun, shoot that guy in the gut (i heard shooting someone there is painful and lethal), and then plea temporary insanity in court. that should work eh? hahaha....

okok...my roommate wants to blog too. thanks for the laptop dude. and thanks for those who messaged and called me. your support and that little bit of care you've shown is priceless.

adios.

dum dee dum...!!

ohyeah!!! check this out! i finally, finally, FINALLY got this thing set up... bleahz....what an arduous task. the first step was seeking the skin out, because i'm a little lazy at this kind of thing, and then, with the help of my roommate armando (he's taking Computing for 'A' Levels). but even then, he was pretty bummed out as he had a full day of softball training, the presidents bazaar thingy ( i wonder what the blazing hell is that ) and so i had to do it myself. to the untrained eye, all that html rubbish is really, well, rubbish.

but, i guess, a little tweaking here and there, and a little modifications...and *poof* here it is! anyway, it's already 1am plus, i have to sing at church tomorrow, which i seriously doubt i'll be able to pull off well, given that i'm coming down with the mother of all sorethroats. okay okay, the point is, i've got neither the energy nor the luxury to type a lot of stuff for you all today, so sayonara, till the next post arrives.

don't bug the postman.

test.....!

hi everyone...(or noone at all really...) just testing out this thing....hope to publish a blog of my own wen i have the time...hopefully it's not one of that fads i go thru...