The dreaded.

Someone have been dreprived of any recognitions or worst, opportunities in THE uniformed group, amid all that i've given. Is it really not enough? I'm really sick of how the uniformed group runs, the freaking politics in which intangible strings are pulled to rise up the echelons. Is it not possible to rise up with pure, tangible attributes worth accolades?

Albeit the obvious difference in calibre, the deplorable choosing of the captains speak volumes of the hypocrisy of some of the role models.

It's sensible how visually abled they are when choosing the captains.

Copious apologies for the use of words beyond the comprehension of the average. It was to precede the obfuscation of my so called role models.

2D1 chalet'07.

It's really worth my time organizing this chalet.=D.

About 24 people turned up, which is very good already.=D

People who came: Bryan, Jie Run, Yong Liang, Titus, Zhen Ning, Nicholas, Qin Xin, Yan Jing, Min Wei, Ya Huan, Grace, Lynn, Dan Dan, Pearl, Khim Geok, Tammy, Wei Yang, Yvonne, Ying Ting, Quan Mei, Samuel, Zhao Jie, Jia En and of course, yours truly, the coordinator of 2D1'07 chalet.=D

We kickstarted the day by having ball games-captain ball and poison ball. When we were leaving the chalet, some people wanted to stay behind to play UNO while Wei Yang stayed behind to 'take care of the boys room'. Anyway, on the way to our destination for our ball games(the beach near the chalet) i turned back to the chalet to retrieve my pair of slippers as i did not want my shoes to be full of sand by the end of the day. However, to my dismay, what i've feared for actually happened. My long trepidations over the ever changing weather held true and it started raining heavily. The people playing the ball games were bombarded by fusillades of diabolical rain drops which ate into their skin. It seems that only i have the foresight to camp inside the chalet xD.

While the rain continued it's vehemence of constricting us to only in door activities, Bryan, Min Wei, Zhao Jie, Samuel, Nicholas and I spammed the Ps2 we 'gouped' from Jie Run. Bummer. Bryan got trashed by Min Wei in naruto, with Min Wei still having more than half health at the end of the game. But, i still pawn.xD.

Anyway, fortunately, we weren't half as hapless as when we were during the 'you know what chalet' dated last year june, when it rained continuously for 3 days. The rain halted its vile assail
on us and we could stick back to our original schedule which i drafted out. 5pm was supposed to be water bombs and it was already 4.50pm and yet the bbq materials and food have yet to be delivered. Fortunately, just in the nick of time, the food came, without delaying much of the water bombs time. Some of us (the netballers and the NPCC members with titus and samuel) went to take the food from the carpark just a stone throw away from the chalet.

Upon returning to the chalet, we immediately started the water bombs game. You know, throughout the chalet, i've this weird anxiety and trepidation that majority of the people there would be super uncooperative, but in the end, it's just my paranoia.

Water bombs was super exhilerating and fun! I relish the thought of bombing everyone there. But obviously, there is bound to be a few coalition alliances. The boys went to attack the girls en bloc as we deemed it very fun. Before the inauguration of the bloc, i managed to rasengan Bryan.xD. However, oversight on my side paved the way to being hit by Byran's chidori.zzz.lol. Anyway, there is this point of time, when everybody, except for ying ting, made a pact to bomb ying ting at the same time, with jia en rolling the films. Which manage to act out a charade so convincing, which is to so-called team up to bomb lynn when she is alone, helpless to fend for herself. And Ying Ting believed and all of us bombed her at one time and ran off in different directions. LOL. Water bombs was so fun la. Poor Ncc cadets and console campers, missed out all the fun. AND QIN XIN TOO. sad for you guys.xD. But don't worry you didn't really miss out ALL of the fun ya?

After water bombs some of us went for our washup while some started the fire for the BBQ. I would like to give special thanks and credits to Dan Dan, Wei Yang, Lynn, Ya Huan, Samuel and Yvonne with a few others for being ever so ready to render your help and so-called service during the bbq sessions while the rest of us were pigging out on the delectable and sumptuous food.

At some point of time before the NCC cadets arrive;

Wei yang: eh, let them cook la,
Kai Siang: okay lol, lets camp there (points at a chair furthest from the pit)

And wei yang was so hilarious, he shared half his Otah with me and half of his remaining half(a quarter) with Quan Mei and carelessly threw away the other half, thinking that all that's left of the otah are the leaves.

Wei yang: Oh my gosh, i thought that no more liao, grr.

I shared half of my half with wei yang and wei yang got more later and we ate more xD.

There;s this table made up of Yvonne, Titus, Tammy, Ying Ting, Quan Mei and Grace, which indulged incessantly in mass gossipping. But yeah, can't disclose who they gossipped abt. So if you think that you are the one, *jolly well*, go do some soul searching.

Quite sometime after that, the NCC cadets returned from their expedition thing.

Then, Lynn, Zhen Ning, Min Wei, Ya Huan, jie Run, nicholas and I went to the arcade together. We played that game where you have to hit the disk with some wierd beyblade like spinning top thing.
Then, we played other things that would win us tickets. And, Ya Huan's and Nicholas' basketball calibre are very good. Pearl and yan Jing later joined us, bringing bbq food along with them lol.

After we left, Qin Xin called me and asked which room are we in. (which at a later point of time, she told us that she enquired that while she was on the train, and the question sounded very wrong because it sounded as if she was asking which hotel room no. to yadayada lol).

And before i forget, we bbqed for a total of 3 hours.
The food was copious and sumptuous i must say :D.
Further more, the company makes everything more enjoyable.

Before Wei Yang, Yvonne, Ya Huan, Min Wei and Lynn left, we did something to end some mental torment for a classmate of mine. But i do not wish to elaborate on who and what is involved. The process was saddening for the *culprit* yet we made it seem ludicrous and hilarious. This simply exemplifies our saddistic nature.

I took another shower at like 10.30 and started to camp in the chalet since then. We watched Saw 3 at 12am. BUT, THE STUPID CODEC CANNOT WORK. sorry guys, oversight on the coordinator's side =x. i assumed that by having a laptop and the disk means can watch. so, zhen ning, jie run, titus, yong liang bryan and qin xin went to mac to download the required codec.

Qin Xin camped at one corner and i wanted to sit next to jie run. Then the way Zhen NIng badgered Qin Xin to sit some where else is so funny la lol. And the way qin xin rejected his humble request was funnier. And she does all those superfluous actions during the movie lol, like adding *woo!* and hand actions during the torturing parts. The only unexpected part was the part where the lady was frozen to death. And i was demoralised when Grace told us that we would be turned on upon seeing the naked lady. Come on la, she so old and weirdo looking lol.

Overall, the SAW3 movie was quite gore and *wiolent*(violent). But still, saw 2 is better. ANyway, we stil didn't manage to finish the movie as the disk was damaged or something.

We went to mac and Zhen Ning and I saw our seniors there lol. Always so concidental lol.

We played truth or dare afterwards. Was rather intriguing initially. Jie Run is a happyman since he has to try everything. real happy. I mean it's like he tio a few times lol, while i'm safe guarded in my *sanctuary*.
Jie Run so sporting la lol, he kissed boys and girls cheeks, rub his nose against girls nose and kissed girls hands and hugged girls. Zhen Ning is always paired up with Tammy.lol.

But my safety was not meant to be until people stop picking on me when it's their turn. I was kissed 2times consecutively and before there could be a third tammy saved my life and labelled me as *limited edition*, which meant that i'm no available to any more *assails*.

After truth or dare, we had mass gossipping session again LOL. This time with me in it. LOL.

At about 9.30am, Jie Run, Qin Xin, Zhen Ning, Nicholas, Grace and I finallygot some sleep. I didn't really sleep though.

i left 2 towels in the chalet T.T. sad. but atleast bryan retrieved my washup tools which i carelessly left in the toilet. THANKS BRYAN.

On the whole the chalet was so great to the extend that, some of us wanted an extension of the chalet. But due to the many factors and circumstances to consider, we called it off and went home for our much relished and cherished beds.lol.

The chalet was a blast, and hopefully we would have one more next year.

PICS COMING SOON!!!

<<2d1'06>>

















WATER BOMBS!






OUCH! Ying ting scores! T.T

Supplementary lessons.

Okay, since monday, all i've indulged incessantly, though more or less reluctantly, in is the obnoxious structured lessons, the ne plus ultra of tedium. Ponning lessons is in the vogue now, rather obvious with the increment of people missing from lessons. The homework amount is also growing too, and at a fast rate. Within 3 days, the already copious homework grew from pieces and sets to stacks and boxes.zZz.Revelation of the copious stacks (11) of humanities examination papers was a 'real hit'.

To compound the already dreadful and abhorrent days, Zhen Ning flew to Thailand.T.T. Life is so boring without my buddy, especially mother tongue.)=. That's probably why i was the only one who managed to complete the zuo wen she imposed on us on tuesday, and emo-ed for the rest of the lesson. And another dissession aroused, which was due to Li Lao Shi's decision to leave CTSS for good.=(. I finally improved my mt compo to a b3 (33/50) and she left on wednesday.zZz.

I have a penchant for 'dao'ing ppl these few days.zzz.And though i've finally been able to acquire an ascendant echelon in NPCC, i realised that all my fervour have been diminished, to almost nothing, deficit. The depredation of my fervour and passion, my determination is really uncalled for and unprecedented, and with the promotion test closing in on me, i really don't know how to maintain my rhapsody.

I also think that i;m getting too old for the young generation already. Tired and shagged from my years of rhapsodical propaganda and alienation of people i dislike. I should just leave them alone, instead of almost devising malicious, vile plans to estrange them from the majority.

And the people from 2d1, i finally saw through their facade. Most of the people i approach, are so so so lazy, and uncooperative. If they have a valid reason, well, then no choice. They just plainly didn't want to contribute, but just want to play. 所谓好逸恶劳. My chinese has finally ameliorated.

But as the chalet coordinator, instead of giving up upon stumbling upon these kind of people, i should think of certain other alternatives instead. These is the kind of responsibility a great leader should have, not trying to convey a subliminal msg that i'm a great leader or anything.
Well atleast it is the rudimentary and/or fundamental quality or prerequirement any leader should have.


Went to Jp arcade with my bro and nicholas (wee) just now. My bro got trashed terribly by nicholas' FD. Poor kee siang, i feel very sad for you. Just keep trying ya? And i lost to Takumi at Akina at lvl 4 difficulty. Instead of feeling despondent, i should feel enlightened as i unravelled the secret of entering a gutter.=D.


I know this would sound gay to most of the juvenile people out there, but i actually miss Zhen Ning alot. And this is not homosexuality, but as what most matured people would call it, brotherhood.

And happy Deepavali to all.

Ne plus ultra of exhileration and mental torment.
What i did today exemplifies my sadistic nature.

Everybody sat down in the NP room in a circle.
The air was thinning with intensity. The ambience was filled with insufferable anxiety. He had no idea of his imminent predicament. We waited as Konan started the ball rolling with a profound verbiage before explaining everything again in rudimentary terms to those who could not apprehend it. The Skin was still oblivious to the surplus dissessions within the sec 3s. He gave an obfuscated look.

We questioned the Skin incessantly, bombarding him relentlessly. He was unable to yield to our unrelenting vehemence. Our words of virulent poison inundated him. He started to become fraught with fear, imbued with copious trepidation, and with his attendant crumblings, we knew that he was trying his best to fabricate a charade, to protect the impressive facade that he has been upholding from any mars. It was interminable, the questionings, the fabrications. Even under those strenous conditions, he managed to change the subject, swift enough, for the ordinary, but not of the Uchiha. His impuissant calibre at changing the subject, coupled by the tremulous waves emanating from his larynx, signifying the constant nuance in his tone, gave him away.
We caught him, he could not do anything but accept that he was always under pretexts. The mendacious info he has been feeding the Wong, he knew that one day it would be the precedent to his very own plight he now has finally entangled himself in. He just did not know that it would be now. It was too sudden, the bliztkrieg of it, just too sudden.

However, hapless enough, we ran out of time to piece the last part of the picture, the final blow.
The Mask chased us out of the room.

I liked the way Haneesah said, "you have time for badminton, and someone but no time for NPCC", because The Skin was totally caught in a tangle of being dumbfounded. He remained agape, speechless. He knew that his life in this regime is probably over already.

Air-conditioner

muahahaha...
Amid voices of dissents, furores by gay neutrals(neuters) or imminent dissessions, the B.O.D managed to secure the enviable spot situated under the air-conditioner. Too bad for those sitting at the front though. The hapless few had to suffer from the billow of hot air entrapped that due to the movement of convectional currents. Blame them for their lower echelon in class.

The frigging school tried to trick us into thinking that the air-conditioner is not working. Fortunately, Zhen Ning traced the vague outline of the wirings from the air-conditioner and found the power switch for the compressor and switched it on.

And thanks to Wei Long and Jun Wei, the whole of the B.O.D has to break up tomorrow. What's with the superfluous membership?
Nvm, we shall just seperate during the sai kAng lesson, and perhaps join back later.

As for the imminent debate, we probably have to adopt the impromptu tactic since none of us wants to do anything. My incipient rhapsody started to fade away days ago, even before it reaches it's peak.

And the physics spa tml, oh my gosh, the ne plus ultra of trepidation and acute anxiety.
oh, the humanity...

Frustration.../

Okay, i'm too lazy to continue blogging about the atrocious torture chamber.(ATC)
And, have i mentioned than Sir Keh Wee told my father about me almost getting the best camper for sec 3s? LOL. The irony is that i detest camps.lolz.

Would someone just coin a new term for the trepidation one feels on sundays? because monday blues ain't quite enough. While other students are probably lounging in the comfort of their homes starting from tomorrow onwards, the sec 3s in CTSS have to toil their way back to school for supplementary lessons. -.-. what the flower, i feel like screaming a string of profanities now.
Amid the public furore and various voices of dissents, the school still relentlessly carried on with their attendant lessons of vile energy and vehemence as a result of their kiasuness. OH... the humanity... is this still considered as holidays? The malice of the school kiasuness literally devoured 2 weeks of my holidays.


I know this is tangential but ya, sometimes, i really abhor my eldest brother.
He is selfish, juvenile, audacious, self-centered, pugnacious and rapacious. He accepts money with alacrity, forever so dependent, and to compound his plight that he is oblivious to, he is already 21! Oh my gosh, and sometimes i'm more mature than him, in fact all the time.
He doesn't want to change, or atleast mitigate or ameliorate a little, but keeps on complaining day in day out. Pouring his woes onto people and keeps wondering why he doesn't have many friends. come on, who would want to talk to someone full of woes and complains. That's the ne plus ultra of tedium.talking to him is insufferable enough, dealing with him is agonising.
Sometimes, i just wished that he would just grow up suddenly.

Adventure Training Camp

LEVEL UP!

Stats
hp (stoicism) +5
strength +3
speed +1
sociability +4
stamina +3
tolerance of super irritating people +7

Day 1
oh my gosh, it's the ne plus ultra of tedium.(ROAR)
I so wanted to break away from the camp.
Was utterly filled with regret of not ponning.
My mind was a little jumbled. Still jaded from the pre-camp trepidation.
The agony, of knowing that you have to sleep in tents with strangers.

2.30pm
We reached the jetty. Waited anxiously for the boat to come.
Everybody was quiet. Unusually silent.

3.00pm
we reached the notorious Pulau Ubin, known for it's obnoxious inundation of hornets and other
appalling sights such as insects infestations of tents.
Everything suddenly thundered in my mind that life here was gonna be very agonising.
We walked the seamless path towards our resilience camp site, which was roughly a deplorable
4km walk.
My squad mates kept spamming the word 'dou', which basically meant frazzled.
The interminable and arduous journey intensfied the schorching heat.
Even the sun wants to come 'gan' us.

4.30pm
After a long, exhausting walk, we had to immediately split up to our different groups.
Oh my gosh, stupid Yan Ni pon, zzz.
I solo bodo,sighs. Atleast there was Justin (newtown sec) who was in the same group as me during our Sec 2 ATC.

We went up to pitch our tents. Diverse insects and filth, patches of kakhi leaves and grass were strewn across the field. Grasshoppers scoured the sizzling air.
Dubious but candid, though i've always thought that ACS people are very intellectual.

me: hey go tie a clovehitch* there.
acs dude: huh? what's clove hitch?
me: -.-

*The final of the eight basic knots.

5.00pm

Some mentally challenged Cadet Inspector : How long do all of you need to finish the tent?!
Some Tanglin corpulent dude(later known to us as Wei Jun) : Whole day!

Well, i'm aghast at how these people actually scoff and snark at the officers despite the obvious difference in echelons, and on top of that, blithely.

However, the c.is didn't do anything after that and just told us to continue pegging.

6.30pm
Discovery of super irritating people (Pin Yang and Salleh especially, and oh my gosh someone save my group? Salleh's in my group! Both amazingly adept attention seekers).
Also, the attendant discovery of how impuissant the C.Is are in the sec 3 ATC camp. Things are slacker. They used to do all sorts of amazing antics to us for every measly thing we do wrong and now ignore the strings of virulent profanities. Hmmp, contributed immensely to my disdain for them.

7.00pm

Illegal gathering for ctnp xD.
Chicken rice for dinner. miracle!
Well, some who were not as blessed, had ants running across their rice. Thank God my food is clean =D "Lucky you" to me and "too bad lors" for those pitiable souls.

7.45pm

Ice breakers and debrief session.
Tedium.

10pm
Lights out.
Can't sleep.
The incessant introduction of noise pollutions.
Area 16 is gay. Oh my gosh.
Some people in my tent were either imbued with irresponsibility and/or fraught with laziness, and it's pure laziness to the hilt.

someone save me.

11pm

i prayed to God to save me.
to protect me.
from all the bugs and noise.
to give me the ideal schedule for the activities for the second day.(1.topography, 2.high elements, 3.Wet activity.)
i prayed to God to cancel the whole camp.
I know that He hears me like He has always.

11.15
inauguration of the "S.S.S" policy- Spam Snake powder to Sleep
the plethora of "muffled" laughters worsened the lush humidity.

Around 2am
slept.

Day 2

5.15am

I woke up, with a very dry and sore throat. Freezing from the dry, piercingly cold air, i buddied with Wei Zhong, a dude from tanglin, and no he is not one of those annoying Tanglin hooligans. He decries profanities. We went for our washup. Met Boris and Ahmad there. On the way back to the tentage, i saw Nicholas Wong. I saw him alone and was like, bewildered by his audacious act of going solo.

Me: eh you siao ar? C.I catch you how?
Nicholas: Don't care only, solo, solo.

Afterwhich we had a clandestine rendezvous for CtNp male cadets.

6.00am

Totally preposterous.PT in the morning? come on, NCC wakes up with hot piping breakfast ready and we have to run around ubin T.T, early in the wee hours. The abhorrent torment, of both physical and mental torture.
Had to do pushups and crunches, about 10 each. The doing part was okay, only thing is that we had to do it on the filthy, sticky, soggy field fraught with mud.
The pointy grass managed to poke through my dry fit unit T.

7.05am

Having completed the frazzling P.T, we had 45 minutes for breakfast.
Some idiotic malay guys from Jin Tai stole our solid fuel and food.

Pin Yang (the most annoying twerp in Area 16 NPCC, known for his obnoxious big fat attitude which does not compliment with his puny body size): Eh who's my group one ar? give me solid fuel lehz

Bang Hao( some nan hua guy): who would own up that they belong to his group

*well, he has a point xD.

had baked beans and biscuits for breakfast, was too torpid and lazy to cook. Anyway, who would except the bunch of fools from Tanglin? xD

7.05am
The very first activity, amazingly 'intriguing' and'exhilerating'. Comprises of high energy release via 'running at very high speed'. The reknowned activity, known for it's obnoxious tedium.
Topography.
And to compound the problem, my group had to go through the most arduous route of all.
Had to go to and fro, thus, with the additional help from our super slacked officer, we managed to skip the last checkpoint :D.

11.45am
camped at the foyer to await lunch.

12.00pm
lunch
maggie mee...
the agony,....
save me...

12.55pm
HIGH ELEMENTS.
LOL, the instructor is a funny old chap.
He uses profanities and the way he teaches us is simply hilarious.
And, he's an officer from the police force, for thirty years.

<>

beauty

Beauty.
Pulchritude.
Power.

The pure pulchritude of a plentitude of preposterous pawnage.
I relish every degree, magnitude, every percentile of it.
The ascendant echelon, the rising power.
The attendant effects of EOY is fraught with jubilance and to some imbued with sorrow.
Yet two people blithely took it as a blessing instead, amid the dissents of the people around.

NC16

Rejoice! For i was able to watch a NC16 show last night.

Exams are over. Time to wreak havoc!!!

Went to celebrate Wee Yong's birthday yesterday. Well, a rather belated one though.

Our acting skills were too blunt, too obvious. However, we were atleast capable enough to trick him into thinking that we forgot about his birthday last week.xD

Watch Resident Evil 3:extinction last night, 11.50.

Managed to give the slip and watch the movie. WAhahaha.

Testimony

My Lord, i thank You for Your presence.
I thank You for being there for me during my times of need.
I thank You for the colossal power i could tap draw from You during my mugging sprees.
I thank You for bestowing me with an unremitting spirit and an unyielding will.

You made the history, chemistry, emaths, bio incredibly easy.
Yes, this is incredibly surreal.
But it's true, because You are greater than all and You can make it possible.
Lord i pray for Your presence to be with me forever.

Lord, i pray for the myanmar crisis to subside, to wane, to abate.
I pray for Your might and power to be maximized in the deplorable circumstance of the myanmar crisis, to be their source of mitigation.
My Lord i pray for Your relevation among the myanmar people.

In Jesus' name.
Amen.

sleep

It's bio exam in like 6 hours and here i am blithely blogging.
i need to sleep.

MUG FOR LIFE!!!!

hello all,

i'm devastated that i got a deplorable grade for the recent english's test, and that was depressing enough. To compound to it, ying ting pawned me, in english, oh my gosh.
Is my english really waning already? is it starting to abate?
But i shall not be fraught with despondency. Instead, i shall leaven the chequered methods i acquired to ameliorate my english in the past few months.
I'm not gonna vacate my unremitting drive to improve my english and in the long run, the detriment to a tremendously amazing grade for my GP in the faculty.

Mugging is arduous and interminable and times, but well we just need to put our trust in God and have faith =D PRAY !

Mugging

My gosh..., all the incessant mugging is getting into me. So interminable, when will it ever end? It's the ne plus ultra of tedium and agony. It takes an unremitting spirit and an unyielding, unrelenting will to curb the immense magnitude of the insufferable memorising everyday. Gosh, God, give me strength.

Perhaps, i'm just being hyperbolic and melodramatic...

I seriously think that someone should expostulate with the Ministry of Education about the small amount of time given for our humanities examinations. Seriously, the whole idea of humanities now becomes a test of dexterity and the adroit capability of candidate to write out everything, instead of just a test of pure memory work. We just need someone intrepid enough.=D Though it's almost 100% that the ministry would scoff at our juvenile requests and repudiate it without even any consideration.

Getting jaded from the frigging muggings.

Studying

Nerds

Are they the ones forever steeped in studying, lounging with books repleted with knowledge that culminates in them being eccentric, and always estranged and ostracized by those who party till the late hours everyday ?

Is it worth playing away your time to protect yourself from the word nerd?

hmmp, register no. 21-38= nerd

-.-

Are you trying to be a joker or what?

Or is it that it's just that we our calibre and innate capability to manage time is so enviable to you?

We play a lot more than you guys think we do, we slack a lot more than you guys think we do.

The only difference between US and YOU GUYS are that we won't let any form of fun abate our unremitting spirit.

Jun Wei is a nerd, yeah i agree. But so? He's results are amazing, but, he plays DOTA. Excessively.

But why does he still score so well? is it because he is born a genius? he has some latent potential peculiar only to him? or that he's the only special person granted a plethora of time?

No, because he manages his time effectively.

Come on, register no. 1-20 is fun while the rest are pure nerds is obviously a stereotyped statement.

No wonder ming ge says that 3d1 is a boring class -.-. It appears to me that most of you haven't even had have a taste of fun.

Just because i appear to be studying most of the time doesn't mean that i'm a nerd with no life.

perhaps you aren't privileged few to know me well enough.

But well, i don't suppose you deserve my propaganda and become a studious person huh?( i'm not using studious as a euphemism in case some of you are wondering)

Go on, try, just play, wait till you get back your results.

Don't go crying and whining like a little baby then.

And when your Os are out and you can't get into the faculty you want, you must remember that you are the precedent to what happened.

And eventually to compound the problem, your varsity life is also screwed. it'll be totally irrevocable by then, and, i abhor this particular side of me, but i'm gonna relish scrutinizing your squealing and face etched with anguish and regret.=D

I'm not going to implore or beseech you to work hard now because it's none of my business, but i abhor the way you speak of me.(you *jolly well* know who you are)

maggots!

An appalling sight!
Wonder if the school would promulgate this hapless incident to the school tomorrow.
The incipient indicident may be a precedent of harbinger of a foreboding diarrhea crisis.
To compound to the problem, I ATE FROM THE STALL TODAY.

The plate inundated with them crawling, swimming up and down the rice.

Who would've expected the school's canteen have such a skeleton in the cupboard.

No one prognasticated this imminent crisis.

The green plate stall's image is bound to be marred by this hapless predicament, how discouraging. And the number of people patronising the stall is bound to plunge as word starts to spread like wild fire.

Eww, i hate maggots.

Circumstances

Everybody has to deal with it. So i thought. Perhaps its something for us to ponder over in our gloomy introspections? Run away from it? Because it's too arduous? It's impossible? It's difficult and painful? Its interminable?

You pray to God to relieve you of it, but what if He doesn't answer you? Does that mean he doesn't love you? NO! It only meant that he is using you in the most perfect way. He is a provident God! A God of perfection!

Circumstances are part and parcel of everyone's life and its how you responese to it. In your most undesirable circumstance, God is exploiting it to shine His light to the world. In your nadir of the circumstances, God's strength is in it's zenith. You say you want God to use you, but why are you still lamenting about all the negative impacts around you? Thank God and rejoice that through those people would be able to see the light surging from you!

It's impossible when you say it, when you do it on your own. But when you place your trust in Him, it becomes all but impossible.
God is greater than any kind of problems and circumstances. You pray of it, He gives it, as long as your heart is in line with his plans, his circumspect contemplations.

piano

I shall start intense mugging at 10pm.
No more proscratination.
No more deplorable devastation to my susceptible mind.
It'll soon be jaded but bo bian just mug.

I'm not going to give a shit about tomorrow's A maths test.

Secrets

I've finally watched the movie <>, by international mandarin pop prince Jay Chou.
It really deserves my applauds and adulation. I just can't stop extolling its original plot. The cast was made up of some very adept pianist. I didnt know that Jay was such an adept pianist himself. It appears to seem that he really started he's piano and music ambition at an adolescent age of 3. The movie wasn't the slightest bit of cliche.

Speaking of cliche, i realised how languid and pathetically lazy mediocorp was. The 7.00 o'clock show on channel 8 had a repitition of some show three years ago. Some lady allergic to seafood coerced herself to gorge on seafood to please the guy who was oblivious to her allergy and love. How cliche.

lol

and i was once again devasted by fusillades of virulent melancholy. The copious despondency. Its getting the better of me.
But, i will not give up =D.

Propaganda.

It's always so depressing, so demoralising, so discouraging, so tiring, so daunting, to know the one you look up to for perfection is only a mere facade. The inexplicable agony, knowing that it's all but your foolish, naive imagination fabricated from your susceptible mind. Her ideal image, now marred by flaws that i've never believed would be. Her idiosyncratic features are only but the harbinger of the unravelling of more daunting imperfections. The melancholy.=(

Blogging is a virulent tool of propaganda. Its scandalous. Everything should be taken with a pinch of salt. If not, you'll WILL end up with the wrong impression. Take for instance, people says my english is chim by reading my blog. But truth is, my english is pathetically deplorable. It's not where near an A1 or what so ever. Its like we are being little Hitlers, dwelling others in our merciless propaganda. We are advocating the usage of scandalous propaganda no matter to what extent. Be it for evangelical purposes or for stirring biasedness. It's propaganda.

They're all leaving.

It felt so warm and nostalgic.

It was just a simple embrace.

Peculiar concoctions of overwhelming emotions engulfed me, albeit it was only for a very minute few seconds. It felt so sad. At the same time, i felt very proud that she'll be going to the UK to realise her true potential. It felt so inalienable, so acute. Even for that very few moments, memories of how she stormed into our class, to how she cracked jokes and share her hilarious life stories to persuading us to focus on our work. It felt so , part of me. The impending part of her need to leave is bound to come and it did.=(

But we were lucky enough that coming to know each other happened.=D

Nostalgia.2

It was evening. The sun is already touching the dunes.

The atmosphere was perfect.

The ambience was prepared for a nostalgic feedback.

All anticipated with much anxiety. Especially someone.

It was all too sudden. She just sat next to me. Unexpectedly, she came from the back door. I wasn't ready. I tried to supress my feelings and think of the most brutal and appalling things. It was no use. My temperature was rising. Ironically, i didn't perspire, not even for the slightest bit. It felt cold on the outside, but real warm inside. I could feel my blood coursing voraciously through my veins. My heart was about to burst. I was sure my pupils were dilated raw.

My friend's egging on made it rather awkward. I had to shift, though very reluctantly and very slowly, to supress my inalienable yet overwhelming emotions. My temperature was rising.

It certainly was well relished. I slurred and stuttered abit when talking to her, but well it ain't that deplorable. Atleast i talked to her. I had to comfirm every word i want to say before shooting it out.

It took quite awhile, but soon the table was spread with layers of lavishing, sumptuous food.

Too much i supposed. Just too much. As nicholas and i struggled to swallow the last morsels of the meat, glaring at us.

Atlas we were done with our meal.
It was really an enjoyable day for us all.

Nostalgia.

We were given a very warm welcome as we entered her house one by one and in an odd sense, furtively. Albeit the house is now adorned and embellished with a spread of baby's toys(okay maybe quite plentiful), all seemed not one bit changed. The cupboard made of mahogany to the right of the living room was decorated with pictures of her past and many little post cards. We sat down in an encirclement on the floor. My sitting position was most susceptible to the baby's little drooling assaults. Certainly we were'nt here for some jamboree or lavished party. Its more of a get together session with fellow 2d1 class mates and our much ardulated English teacher Mrs Tham. The nostalgic ambience once again sets in, following a precedent of memories worth reminiscence. I remembered a time when she told us about the story of the human chao siew bao and the Eye ballS story. It was embellished with all the gross yet intriguing descriptions. They were so vivid and idealic to scare the wits out of some girls in our class. But those were of the past now.

We played a game of taboo. My group cleverly adopted the tactic of sarcasm. The rules of the games are rather simple. We would be given task of explaining a word explicitly so that your group members would be able to guess it. But unfortunately, the challenge is that we are not allowed to say the word we are trying to convey or the keywords given along with the word.
Therefore my group, which involved my clique of friends who are adept 'sarcasm users', we gave clues like 'giiiiiiiiiiiiive uuuuuuuuuuuuuuup' for words like 'perservere'.
But all in all, my team won. And i would like to thank Yong Liang for his significant contribution in salvaging my group's near defeat and Kian Seng who clinched the final point. The most difficult question which only he could answer. what a genius.lolz

We left after the game of Taboo and went for dinner and Sumoya. Khim Geok, Titus, Jia En, Kian Seng and Yong Liang left, leaving only Ying Ting, Zhen Ning, Jie Run, Nicholas, Grace, Quan Mei, Bryan and I to go eat dinner.
The food wasn't stupendously sumptuous or lavishing, seems like i couldn't expect much from a fast food cafeteria.

Went home and felt very lethargic and remitting.

MUG

everyday is a mugging day.

Holidays are more tortuous and monotonous than i thought it'll be=(. No doubt over the pass few days, i've finally been able to get back onto my unrelenting and unremitting momentum again, poise for any arduous or interminable period, but the price to pay is definitely not the most idealic of all. The long hours of mugging would inevitably take its toll on my health and its only inherent that i'll break down. But i digress. This may just be me being paranoid and melodramatic and that all this is only transient, especially so for the deplorable self-expunging part.

Albeit i hate to admit it, school days are more boisterous, ebullient, always so filled with energy, sometimes to even to the brim. Its always painted with vibrant colours, wielding all kinds of surprises and antics in stall for you. I really relish being part of THE board of directors in 3D1. Its indeed an inalienable and memorable experience.

Though at times it could be tainted with flaws, marred with challenges and maybe emnating social problems such as fights and quarrels, which would make you think that perhaps it was just you being naive and placing your school on a pedestal. But if you look back, at the innate potential you maximized during your time in school, the copious growth you've made, the many tremendously cohesive bonds you build with your own bare hands and the visions that finally materialized, you'll realise its worth the arduous journey. The end results may not be at its zenith, but its the process that matters. Cherish the time you have.

But i digress. Mugging is still a must.=D lol.
i'm being oxymoronic here.xD

Anyway, my frigging zuo wen is yearning for me to complete it.
AHHHHHH!!!! STILL MUST READ NEWSPAPER!!!!
@(#^&&*@$&%$)^&(#&

Procrastination

My prayers held through:D. After a spate of bugging and persistence,i'm finally allowed to go for the mission trip at the end of the year.
Now it comes back to the question of whether there'll be enough spaces left and whether i'll pull through the obnoxious, superfluous selection scheme.

But i digress.(haha karyn xD) The way i got my parents to agree really left me aghast momentarily. By right my mother would, as per normal, give me her lukewarm agreement while my father would say almost nothing about it and just give me his support. But this time its something not quite the same. My mother said no. She felt the duress of the Taliban incidents, which actually coerced her into her rejection of my humble proposal to go for the mission trip. The hawkish world out there also contributed to this conclusion.
Hours later. In the car. I once again sent out my humble requests, only that its in the presence of my father. First, i would like to emphasize that my father, in relative comparison to my mother is much more prudent and circumspect. And its not like i beseech him or anything. But he assailed me with his unforeseen rhaposody. What seemed like a foreboding end was immediately placed on a pedestal. It was just too perfect. Its definitely God's doing. He contemplated this from the start. He answered my prayers. He is the provident God.

=D.

Anyway, i'm glad that im finally back into the unremitting momentum, all ready for some kick-in-the-ass mugging.

AWw, i have to go to school tomorrow. The deferred physics test is awaiting me. So much for the holidays.

Teacher's Day

Okay, i shall talk about Teacher's day today.
The concert was only so-so. The hilarious segment of the show is the part where a guy called Benjamin "zao xia"ed, not once yeah, when he's singing.
Anyway, way to go Guo Wei, i officialled confer on you the title Metrosexual.

We had games in class, with a singing marathon before that.
Teacher's day is a day to bully the teachers xD.
We played (yeah just one miserable game) a game of 'pass the balloon'.
The rules are pretty simple, whoever holding the balloon when the music stops has to forfeit.
And like usual, i had to forfeit the very first round -.- and had to hold hands with Wendy.-.-.
However, Zhen Ning 'kenad' later and had to 'tank' for girls at one go.xD.(including MJT).

Okay, climax of the day. Miss Seah's secret party we furtively planned.
Exactly 10 am, we ran and trampled as fast as we could, while avoiding any incoming obstacle that may obstruct our way. We surreptitiously snuck into the tinderbox that was filled with 2d1ners in their Yellow-Banana-Signature class tee. We made our final touch up for the long awaited preperations. Miss Seah was closing in. All of us cramped under the table, amid the concoction of various putrid pungence of B.O.(xD). I could feel the temperature rising. We were all gripped with acute exhileration and ebullience. She stepped in.

"SURPRISE!!!", we screamed with joy and glee.
She was obviously overwhelmed. Her face was edged with a cut of surprise and jovial expression. She smiled. She could not believe the ever so strong and cohesive bonds we had.
Qin Xin projected her music video. It casted images of the past, prominent memoirs worth reminiscence. It flushed us all into the past. We were basked in a mixture of jubilance, filled with all the lovable times we had together, and memorable experiences, the special things we did together, the only things that could happen if not for our fate and affinity.

She was overwhelmed, aghast. She could not mumble a word. She was caught speechless. The concoction of the various emotions caught her. You could see her eyes turn red, pinkish yet somewhat slightly crimson red, as she struggles to express her heart felt words. Tears of only happiness cascaded down her cheeks from her eyes. It was contagious. The girls started crying. They could not control their emotions, nor their platonic love for all of our fellow classmates. The bond was so strong, it was inalienable, nobody could take it away. We could not even give it up no matter how hard we tried. Albeit the music video had the wrong tone, it was already striking enough to cause a stream of memories to inundate our jaded minds.
Today was such a wonderful and vivid day.
Everybody was so rhapsodical and avid about the party, i hate to be the cold shoulder but yes, - - - - - - morphed into some a%$hole and did not turn up. Nevermind, i'll take it as he didnt even deserve the chance to go there, he was marooned by US.

slacking

OHMYGOSH.
i'm getting frigging intrigued about the upcoming costume party in November.
I'm always ever so rhapsodical and avid about this kinda parties=).
haha its only for 2D1'06ners haha too bad for those who aren't in 2d1 last year =P.
Should i get the Naruto's Part II costume?
Or the abdominable Gaara's costume?
OR the long awaited Itachi's DELUXE SET?
OR THE LEGENDARY NAMIKAZE MINATO'S COSTUME?(4th hokage)

Rain drop's are falling...

Phew.
Made it home on time. It just has to rain again.(5.37pm)
Speaking of rain, poor clementeens, including me, were bombarded by fusillades of razor rain drops as were exaperately struggle and battle our way across the copious mass of raging waters. The worst part is it reeks of mud and the putrid stench of sulphur. And yes, my school is situated in the district known for its obnoxious inundation. To those who are oblivious to where my school is, its just across the Commonwealth MRT station. Dang, i abhor that frigging holding site.

Anyway, results time.
I'm rather pleased that my english has finally improved :D.
Not tremendously but yeah, enough to motivate me.=D
My overall percentage ain't as well done this time round though.=(
E maths is such a bugger subject. It expunged my odds of topping the class immediately but who cares anyway, its just term 3.=P
I digress, the euphoria over my English grade will only be transient.
The mentality of 'mug for EOY' shall be etched into my mind by this coming sunday. MUG FOR EOY. lolz.

Dragon Boating tomorrow! Hope it rains! Cancel training! woooooooooo! Hard Gay!

Naruto

---Naruto---

Personally, i feel that this anime revolves quite adequately around the fundamentals of life.
It teaches us on rudimentary skills and personalities, characteristics such as teamwork, strengths, endurance and what being stoic is all about. Its no cliche show you'll get to see everyday.
Its not a just any concoction of seamless combats and endless battle scenes, or any cartoon with its characters working towards the end of the story in a really contemplated manner. The show is probably famous for its extraneous indulgence of character's introspection and their streams of thoughts, memories and usually, dauting past. Inherently, many of the main characters led an impoverished and deplorable, pitiful childhood(naruto, rock lee and sasuke).
I would also like to emphasize that the story has a tremendously wonderful plot. There is a smooth development which does not contribute to the imminence of what is going to happen, preventing any prognastication of the storyline. At times you would be obfuscated and confused about what is going on but all will be unveiled at the end of it.
Naruto? I'd probably place it on a pedestal. Its one show you can expect much from.(except for the frigging fillers not even worth berating).

I digress. I relish being beguiled by hEr alluring beauty, ever so enchanting and enticing. But i would not be excessively fixated on hEr for it will significantly distract me from my academics.

voluptuous

Today is such a day!

I'm shagged from the CIP thing yeah?
Its draining away my youth, energy and ebullience.
But nvm, God rewarded me with the privilege and honour to witness some of the rare sights of singapore. Didnt know that singapore had such a potential, though in a small group, species of the human race.
Those voluptuous orbs are always yearning for your hands to do some magic.

After CIP, the whole lot of us went to Tiong Bahru Plaza to have our dinner. Not exactly the sumptuous delights but thats to be expected. Food court.
I pawned Jun Wei in Daytona 2 =D
I pawned Zhen Ning in Daytona 2 =D
Zhen Ning pawned Jun Wei in Daytona 2 =D
Nicholas Pawned Zhen Ning in Daytona 2 =D

LOL. speaking of which the girls weren't expecting me to be a veteran when it comes to arcade games.LOL. they presumed that i was the studious kind who don't play arcade. What caught them aghast was that i could stay out till 12 plus.

Memoirs of 2D1

Moments ago i was leafing through Wei Yang's blog and it dawned onto me that so many things has happened in 2D1'06.

Everything was worth reminiscing.

*just a reminder to those who have already forgetten such precious memories, its :
-2d1 chalet(march hols)
-2d1 chalet(the mini one that Zinc's wife organized haphazardly)
-class painting
-EOY halloween party

However, I would like to emphasize on the Halloween Party cum Wei Yang's birthday cum Costume Party.

Probably the zenith of the copious arrays of activities our class had in 2006.

Here are a few pics to depic the inexplicable concoction of ebullience and jubilance which we were basked in.


haha, jie run as light(raito from DN) and I as itachi

My personal favourite, tsukiyomi (with a kunai instead)
FOOD!PIZZA!DELIGHTS!SUMPTUOUS GOURMET DELICACIES!

But i digress. Though a picture speaks a thousand words, its still considered succint in comparision with how we would express our elation in words. Inherently it would be much more explicit.

But then again, the lethargy and laziness always bar me from writing book-length posts so maybe, next time, i'll write an essay out of that day.=D

Sleep

Today's debrief dragged till 7.pm.

Mr Wong talked to the field NCOs today and kept repeating this phrase " give you all chance" as if condoning some deplorable mistake made by us.

The controversial hierarchy system inaugurated months ago is finally taking its toll on the competency and organization of the NCOs.
Things are usually done last minute and carried out haphazardly.


Some sec 3s were milling about the tent they were pitching were berated because someone said "Mission Failed". So much for the extraneous remarks.
Bernard is now entrapped in a tangle of hatred, its like the daunting past of the 'war', that very epilogue, forever embedded into his mind. Concise, to him, its like as if the Sec 3s formed a coalition to challenge the bloc of the C.is. Zhen Ning suggested that we boycott training en bloc if things turn really sour.

The festering boredome once again returned to haunt me, entangling me in its ever so vise-like grip. Campcraft is seriously a waste of time. Npcc could have allocated time to much prefered enriching sessions or activities(such as kayaking) rather than coerce us to spend time sitting on the gravel or soggy ground, or sometimes desiccated ones, tying knots and lashings which 'are' vital for survival in the wild.

The superfluous Maggis were given away to the sec 3s after training ended.

My body seemed to have the natural ability to produce sedatives. i feel drowsy and sleeply almost everyday. If i don't sleep in the afternoon i would be void of the energy i need and would be so frigging lethargic. Concentration fades into intensifying urges for sleep as my focus breaks periodically. On the contrary, sleeping would result in torpor and simulation of insomnia at night. pretty 'cool' huh.

Everything i blogged about today is so random and tangential.

Status Quo

I just realised Chubby is such audacious person. He actually had the impudence to lash such impertinent remarks at Mrs Teng(tanker).lol

The thought of pumping the sec 1s on soggy, mushy soil with the whiff of sulphur is getting me intrigued. If i don't abuse my authority by tomorrow, there wont be any more, with the exception of friday.

The trauma of staying stagnant once again in Initial D is getting raw. I could feel it bite through my bones.
I got pawned by Bunta at lvl2 difficulty, wtf.

Awwww, the list of things to be completed by today:
-Math Hw
-revise history
-revise bio
-Zuo Ye
-read book
-read newspaper

GG EOY is near.

Another day wasted...

It just dawned onto me that i still have a long way towards my mastery of the English language.
English is not just layering and decorating my sentences with fancy synonyms, its more about the sentence structure, originality and creating suspense.
Instead of a mere facade of what seems like chim english, there's still a plentitude of room for amelioration. People, i'm open to critics, go ahead and berate me. I'll tolerate all kind of impudence coming my way, no matter how bitter, i'll take it in my stride. Instead of lamenting, i will try to improve.

After lingering/stoning in introspection, i realised i can't let go of her yet. Perhaps its that i;ve placed her on the pedestal, indulging myself in all her granduer, splendour. Its like as if i'm beguiled by her alluring face to the hilt?
I'm quite adamant about this limerence though, despite the fact that it turns on and off occasionally.
I feel that i'm living in my own surrealism.

Anyway, i realized that mu church doesnt have a pulpit!:(

But............................
the congregation there never fails to be beaming with zeal, love and jubilance.

My next post shall be a narrative, but a pretty short one though:)

termites!

EEEK!

My room is invaded by those little midgets, like mother earth being expunged by some extraterrestrial macro organism. It is already appalling enough to witness a few of those abhorrent little bastards emanating from the crevice of my room, let alone imaginating my closet and door inundated by them. Nothing quixotic, since its been on for quite awhile before my second brother's acute sense of hearing alarmed us of this unfortunate twist.

Enough of the deplorable side of today.

My father, once again, bought me Sashimi from Great World City.=D

The food was lavishly sumptuous and i savoured every moment of it lingering in my mouth as i slowly chewed down every last morsel of it.

Wasabi =D

Mugging today was very arduous but i managed to extend the half-way-line abit off towards the end. Quite fruitful i must say.

Worried - no more!

It's my cousin's wedding today!
Heh, his long awaited dream, finally fulfilled.

Held a buffet at some place near my church.
The food wasn't exactly the sumptuous gourmet food that i expected but that was long prognasticated since its only a buffet. Still, it was no where near a humble meal since it was layered with spreads of delicacies and a variety of delights belonging to differing ethnic groups.
Cool huh? As a food connoiseur, i can only comment that the food is neither at its zenith nor its nadir.

The buffet was for only a transient period of time.

At about 3.00 i made my way to the church via my dad's car.=)
Usually i would comment on sermons as being edifying but today's sermons is exceptionally beneficial to me since i WAS always embedded with tons and copious streams of worries, like the many crevasse at the glacier falls of Antartica.
The general topic was worrying and we were taught to pour, weigh and cast all our dubious worries unto God. He has contemplated the future and has planned everything for us. Oh, the provident Lord. I shan't tremble in fear for my results anymore nor indulge myself in overzealous anticipation for any oncoming trepidations.
Never shall i again shiver, quiver nor shudder at the presence of my infatuation or when i'm on stage.

I'm getting so rhapsodical about quiet time at night and my study room shall be the place for quiet time :D.

Finally gifted with it:D.

The experience of being blessed with it is seriously a supernatural one. The concoctions of overwhelming bloodcurdling concurring and immense trepidation and anxiety is inexplicable.
My jaws became very stiff, like hardened, desiccated molten rocks and my mouth started contracting and expanding antagonistically on the insides with the company of my tongue becoming tremendously queasy. When Ken placed his hand on my shoulder i could feel a streak of some electricity like energy surging through out my body. I took the first step and allowed the Holy spirit to carry out the rest :D.

Didn't believe it was tongues at the start but yeah :D.

Differing paths

Our paths, destinies are forever differing and varying with every miniscule thing we do.
Eventually it culminates in either the immense animosity of breaking off into sorrow or intertwined destiny for once again a prolonged period.

The despondence over the fact that it is inevitable and that we have to accept it as if coerced has gradually consumed my soul, likewise an abundant mass of arable land denuded by a vicious, vehement sandstorm.
Perhaps i'm just being melodramatic but hearken, on that day you'll be bombarded by the copious concoction of sorrow, despair as well as lightning streaks of reminiscence, all flooding, inundating your feeble brain, leaving you agape with eyes widen with intensity, like as if a gale wrenched your soul.

just a normal day

Somone should really coin a new term for the trepidation one feels when harsh punishment awaits him as fear isn't quite enough.

Chemistry SPA was quite pleasing and not as horrendous nor pathetically abhorrent as the initial few practices.

Letter of appeal was rather so-so, managed to confine my words to the word limit.=)

School was rather kooky, whacko and delirious today. 16 and 17 are always waging war against 36 and 37, like Germany engaging in combat with Britain in the absence of the violence and devastating aftermaths. Don't ask me why, perhaps its the nature of lunatics? LOL. jkjk.

Ying Ting! Why so secretive about your infatuation? Two people were guessing it was a certain 'sai' but well thats rather quixotic since he is such a narcisissist and such a egomaniac.

Nonetheless, i once again proved to be unable to resist the pouring temptations of the bed likewise a fly drawn to a prancing crimson flame, dancing on the viscous surface of a melting candle.

The torpor inherently sets in and leads to my 'not doing anything' day once again.

Swim Watch

Tsk, the torpor always sets in after staying put on the sofa for a moment.

It feels like the sofa has some mysterious abilities to throw me into a trance or groggy state, enticing me to lounge on.

Liars!

To hell with the frigging band convention.

The expected free periods were never meant to be at the very beginning.

i realised that i've changed :]
I used to hurl chains and strings of virulent abuses at anyone who inflict physical injury onto me.

I'm getting so rhapsodical about Npcc despite the tangle of bias and despondency i'm ensnared in, like a fly entrapped in the agglutinative web of a vicious spider only to be wasted later.

The flash of bolt which halved the azure skies of queenstown and fusillades of water storming from the ashen clouds almost changed the day's plans for me.
Fortunately, the calamity ended as fast as it started.
Thank God, i don't have to join the squad with campcraft training on the moist, dampened mud marred with the putrid stench of sulphur. Desiccated or gravel grouding are much prefered!

Streaks of her imageries keep flashing through my mind. Am i merely beguiled by her enticing charm? Captivated by her sensual pout? Enchanted by her almond-pea eyes and cheekbones so impossibly angled you can ski off them?

The long-lost attitude of Np is soon to be resurrected once again, once more, we will recollect all the lost respect and redeem the regimental discipline once lost in the flow of time.

Npcc shall be robust, vigorous and at its peak once more.

Zhen Ning snarked and remarked MrQian as someone with the physical attributes of a mentally challenged.lol. We all seemed to express lukewarm appreciation towards his 'interesting' lessons.

My bed, sofa or any soft surface with a greater surface area than me proved to be a harbinger of slumberland.

On the contrary, i managed to resist the temptations of accepting the tickets to slumberland, which when i wake up will result in a state of torpor.


I grabbed my azure bag fully packed with mugging equipments before setting off on another arduous day of mental torment.

The agony of my inexplicable fatigue finally subsided after i left my house.

The mahogany study room at the club house seemed shrouded by a layer of snow, a stratophere of blizzardy storm. I was bombarded by fusillades of icy cold arrows fired periodically from the devastating air-conditioner and inevitably, it was only a matter of time my body yearns for a jacket.

I scanned through my bio notes i made last semester and was grimacing at the fact that it was marred by copious sets of superfluous information.
Was deploring and lamenting over why i wasted so much time in the past.

Spent nearly three hours at the study room only to cover a few homework and some pathetic pages of bio notes.

Not at my zenith today, nor at my nadir fortunately.
Atleast it beats sleeping away my precious time and condemning myself once again into that vicious cycle which deprives me of my sleep, like a countryside denuded by war.

i'm jubilant and jovial now:D

Brothers

The way my eldest brother is this days is seriously deplorable.
The frequency of him asking for money really incensed me, there is no way i'll ever condone his wrongdoings.
My mother is too acqueiscent, always giving in to his wilful requests.
If he were to continue this act of an imbecile, he would soon be left in a realm of derision.
Nevermind, enough of him.

School today was quite horrendous for me.
I had to hold my egestion due to the school's 'majestic' and 'immaculated' restrooms.
The thought of entering that appalling accomodation. The logistics provided is amazingly inadequate, void of tissues and proper cleaning.tsk. Seriously, using the toilets at my school? I would never advocate that unless a really exasperated situation calls for it.


God blessed me in some ways today by giving me more time for my procrastinated work :D
NO HUMANS TOMORROW!!!!!!= more time for SBQ assignment :)
No one really gives a hoot about mother tongue homework now since the arrival of our new teacher. INstead of teaching he is more like talking to a few of us.xD lol?

Slept from 4pm to 5.30.
Should really eradicate this abominable habit.
Its keeps me from sleeping at night and hence culminating in sleep deprivation the following day resulting in me being lethargic and tired and hence ends up in this continuous vicious cycle.

Nevermind, i'm used to it anyway.
Got back 2 tests today, did quite adequately, no where near satisfactory though :(.

God bless :D

Sabbath Day

Sabbath day.

A day to be kept holy by not doing any work.

"By the seventh day God had finished the
work he had been doing; so on the
seventh day he rested from all his
work. And God blessed the seventh
day and made it holy, because on it
he rested from all the work of creat-
ing that he had done."

Genesis 1:30 Chapter 2 verse 2

However, in due of my severe procrastination and my inadequate organization, there was nothing inherently wrong that i would indulge myself in piles and stacks of procrastinated homework.

My immense desire to join my cell group in bible study today was overriden by my assignments, its not like i don;t want to go but work calls yeah?

But today's labour were very worthwhile.

Momentarily or periodically during my relentless struggle to conplete my pitless fissure of work, i tend to get disoriented and distracted, so called 'discouraged' due to the half-way line. I reminisce what pastor Daniel told us, the 4 solutions which were "reorganization", "support", "remembering(God)" and "resisting". I have to say the reorganizing part was quite useful, atleast to a certain extend before absolute boredome pierced my heart again. I had to resist the temptatin of the devil every now and then, especially when the phrase "heck care" shot through and battered my feeble brain which is yearning for leisure. I was like a broken faucet, unable to maximize my latent potential.

I felt like i was lost in a inundated village. My reflexes and reaction were retarding, like a speedig car brought to a halt. Amid all this, my temptations were intensifying like a deteriorating drought over an arable expanse of massive acres. This concoction of exhaustion and superifical desires hauled in a great deal of discouragement, eventually contributing to my inefficiency in my work done.

You may think i'm talking through my hat but hearken, the half way line is always the most difficult section in whatever you do.

Everybody is working their guts out now, while i'm still in a slack-ish momentum.
I *jolly well* follow suit.

Okay, my eyes are getting heavy.

Need to get some sleep for a fruitful day tomorrow.

My abated limerence for her is dimming and attenuating as i blog about the day's activities. I could feel its dullness and loss of vitallity and vividness due to the recent viscissitude in my life.

Was meeting Shin Fen in the bus when an old man, who was utterly oblivious to the fact that it was reserved for Shin Fen, came and sat next to me. I could hear Shin Fen's silent derisions just by looking at her facial expression.

Anyway, we had combined service today!
Thus, cell group bonding and the 'disciple and discipler' session were brought forward.
Had a few games for ice breakers.

At about 4.+++ we went upstairs for service and sermons.
Due to the combinations of being engulfed in a warm ambience, the previous game of 'freeze and melt' and enthusiastic jumpings and boisterous singing its nothing inherently wrong that we would perspire profusely from our pores like lava seeping and emerging from the volcanic gravel surface, so to say atleast Eugene, Ken and I were.

There is this stature caucasian next to me who showered the singing session with tepid responses like stagnant water when phenomenal calamities or earthquakes of immense magnitude concurs,except till the last part when Zhi Jian managed to instill some zeal and energy in him.

I'm still pondering about why almost everyone at the church were aghast at the fact that i know the word 'edified'.lol. Is it a very profound word?

Anyway, after two weeks of attending church, i'm very very pleased to realise that my cell group is a group of very caring people.

The impeccable love and altruistic care relentlessly rendered is indescribable. Perhaps its just that i've never been exposed to this sort of vibrant emotions before?
Not just a facade or pretense but what lingers is pure altruism which is so void and lacking in the world we now live in.

Tsk.
Should've have boarded the 173 bus when Grace( not Hong/Lim but Yeo) asked me along if i had prognasticated that Wen Ning would maroon me upon the arrival of the bus 75.
But i digress, it would not be this case if we had not missed the bus 184 due to our oversight.

An amazing feat! i woke up at 11.30am today! The miraculous salvation of waking up earlier than expected.

My trepidations of prolong mugging were bound to hold true.
Did math from like erm, 2.30 to 3.30? before my partially adroit fingers kept bugging me for them to be poised for practice in front of the piano?

Did Fantasie Impromptu again and the "sleeping improvement" symdrome struck again. Aghast i am when i could sweep and swivel my fingers with amazing dexterity across the piano keys like a streak of light casted over a stretch of gravel stumble patio.

The vile temptations of louging with the word 'leisure' set in as i hear the telephone yearning for me to chat over the phone with someone in my clique.
Anything! Hearken, anything, i just need something to distract me from my infrastructure of home'joy'.

The phone is my harbinger of slacking. The very moment i pick up the phone to chat, it would be deemed that the remnants of my time would go into waste before flooring the gas towards mugging after dinner time.

Tys and homework was rather fruitful due to my unabated determination?
Sort of i must say.

Church tomorrow !=D

Bringing mugging 'tools' there to adequately utililise the time i'm bestowed with.

Dinner

Woke up at 1.00Pm today!





Had my breakfirst/lunch first, which consist of curry chicken and vegetables, what a humble meal.


Home-Cooked, that must be why.





Anyway, watched a few puny minutes of television on how infra sounds could initiate the animals natural mentality to escape from a tsunami.





Scurried through my maths revision for expotential questions and remainder and factor theorem. Its like AMAZING?, i did the review ws Mjt gave us to torment us. hmph, maybe i'm just being melodramtic abt the 'amazing' part since i've always been doing my homework xD





Went out to meet shin fen at 4.45 which due to her 'healthy' legs, was delayed.





Had dinner with my cell group near the church :)





Chicken Rice for all!(except jordan who was going to eat at home) what a delight! :P





Karyn met us only after awhile.

Oh my gosh didn't know they're all so lame ! LOL


Learnt quite an abundance of lame jokes today !


I'm getting some of their 'lame' aura.




here's a few pics:

(without Karyn)

(without Jordan)

Rejoice!I watched simpsons today :D

But first, is shall briefly describe the earlier day's activities before the latter, which was the movie outing.

First on the list is "stand there and bark like a stupid dog".
I felt asinine when i realized i could just return to class and watch the rest sing since attendence was not taken for the secondary threes.
Tsk.

Next we had the very 'intriguing' , 'exhilerating' and highly 'anticipated' Sinagapore Foot Prints.
Zhen Ning and i were consistent with our complains and regrets about joining such an enthusiastic group.
The foreboding trepidation of taking the wrong route really did occur to us, and it affected us quite horrendously.
Well, it's not like we could blame ourselves for having the adroitness of even beating the marshalls to the chase right?
sighs, shagged and drained, like as if a force euilibrium to likewise a gale of the southern island seas dreadfully wrenched my soul.
My legs would feel the full potential of the high way hot pursuit tomorrow.

Here are some pics for the Singapore Foot Prints.





Okay, Zhen Ning, Jie Run, Nicholas, Brandon, Wei long and I went to watch Simpsons today.
WEI LONG IS UBER RICHHHHHHHHHHHH. his allowance is almost free flow. grr, i'm so envious, my green horns are coming out.

I bullied some guy in initial stage 4 today, i can feel my triumphant and raging urge to pawn surge out from the core of my soul.WAHAHAHA

The simpsons movie was rather cute and very funny.

Animation seriously improvised from the animations 10 years back.lol,like duh?

Its rather profane in a hilarious manner.

Okay then we tonned at mac and played Truth or Dare but it eventually mutated into Truth or Truth because some people abhor the idea of the Dare part.

Harbinger of Daytona.

I am imspired to sow the gospel seeds in my family and my clique.

pic from the movie outing

Why am i borned such a sloath.
I seriously am vexed with myself and my lazy personality.
Seriously, i have to change and kick the habit.
She woke up at 4am, worked her a%$ out for the church project, shagged, heavy eye bags and still going around asking for donations from those who view her as non-existent?
The grappling agony fills me completely right now.
I want very terribly to reverse the flow of time today, not our of sympathy or empathy, its just that it pains me to see her like this.
Why does angels like her always out there, sacrificing when people like me were playing our consoles earlier?
I can never forgive myself for forsaking the help she silently calls out for?
TSK, damn it yo?

viscissitude

Hello to all who are reading this post.

Feel honoured for you are the privileged few to know my new blog link.

The link is partly created for the sole purpose of expressing my unabated resentment towards NPCC, and to conceal some of my life's info from certain people.

Recent misfortunes greeted me with a grin as i am notified of the conclusion of our "msn name spree of NO FULL U" to redress our grieves.

However, the interim solution shall be that we keep a low profile.

On the contrary, i seriously feel that i should let go of all my resentment and grudges towards NPCC and all the bias secluded in it, like how murk and soil would cascade down a crystal clear waterfall. If i could bring myself to condone all the unjustice done to me its like the waterfall becoming crystal clear :).

She is such an angel, so charming, so devout, so reciprocative towards society. She willingly and freely serves her sovereign, always at His service. If only i could be such a light, radiating all of His light onto those still trapped, engulfed in the billow of darkness. She is near perfect, with beauty complimenting with her personality.

God Bless!

Church

Went to church yesterday. My initial impressions of a church was that it would be just sitting down on benches arranged row by row and listening to the verbose pastor preach about the different sections of the bible.

On the contrary, things turned out rather boisterous and seemingly different. My trepidation for a foreboding experience of boredom and disappointment was immediately sapped off and overwhelmed by overflowing enthusiasism and fun.

We had ice-breakers first which consists of a very unqiue game of catching with a small, green and slightly furry ball, much like a tennis ball.
Met a whole bunch of new friends who are very caring and supportive of each other.
I believe we would be strongly bonded like how covalent molecules are immensely bonded or how water mocules incur great cohesive forces.

At 2.15 we went up to the hall like place just to see all the people jumping in glee and singing their voices out. What a sight, least expected this kind of stuffs to occur in a church. Anyway, i joined and became uber nitrogen(N2) after awhile.

We had sermons on light which is very edifying and quite true.
(i'll explain next time, rushing for time now)

After Sermons we went downstairs for cell group. Ken taught me aboout the five truths and helped me to accept christ. i must say their propaganda very good.LOL. jkjk

We had dinner together and afterwards i helped marinate the chicken and stuffs for them and left the church with shin fen(parng sehing Annabel) at 9.15.

Shin Fen said she was rushing to meet her tuition teacher at 10.pm(alone :P xD) to get notes, but don;t know is only notes or gonna do something else.

small fries

small fries.

hahaha, after training you're just a small fry.

Fuck you la, cannot make it?. nugget.

Next next week training i'm gonna go with only my name tag and rank.

I dont' give a fuck.

That abhorrent bastard is receiving everything...

NPCC is gay don't join.

I just discovered that there are two child prodigies in my class.
For adolescences, Shin Fen and Cheong Khi managed to get into sec 3 despite their tender age.
However, they do not have the precocious mind sight they ought to have.
Stealing people's bag? tsk tsk. lol.
Training today is 'suck cock' type.
waste my precious time.

Defiance

Have you ever had a strong urge to openly defy anybody? or any group of people etc?
Well, there is training tomorrow and i am readying up for one he** of a defiance.
First, i am not putting any badges for my uniform and lets see what the officers are going to do about it. I am also not going to polish my fr*gging boots, leaving the unvarnished flaws of scratches and bumpy stains on it.
This is really getting me intrigued about tomorrow's training.

THE VID YAY THANKS JI XIANG FOR THE CODE :D

thoughts

i'm frigging upset with what a part of me is right now.

My maths grades are slipping, my Npcc life s**ks now.

I can't seem to balance everything and perfect what i want.

my Chemistry and Physcis improves inproportionately.

okay i've to reduce my time spent on humanities.

Good Bye humanities spamming, Hello straight As.

I really have to buck up for my inadequacy for english :(

Someone says i'm a hypocrite for calling Jun wei amorous :(

the innocent precocity.

On the bright side i'm getting more christianed :P

The foreboding sensation i get when i realized i still have loads of procrastinated work waiting for me on sunday. :(

my post is full of :(ness but yeah life's like that.

Maybe its just this week? the coincidences and clashes.

http://www.slide.com/r/GkVs-ynl0T89r_nnhN7SOahfNrNvf9-L?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&view=original

Health

Yay, i'm healthy again.
GoodBye Ole' stomach pain.

Today was quite a hilarious day.
We were told to write an essay in groups of fours.
My group was Zhen Ning, Wendy and, oh all amazingly Ying Ting.
Can someone coin a new term for trepidation? Because it always surfaces whenever i had to group with Ying Ting.
That asinine little punk, please stop patronising.

Anyway, the all-mighty essay is now left in the care of Zhen Ning.
HA, i escaped from maths remedial again with my Piano excuse which never fails me.
Wei Yang, i'm not gonna do any flash vids tonight and you can't do anything about it xD.wahahaha

NPCC

Tummy'Agony still assailing me today, just less frequent.
I just can't comprehend why are my gastric juices all so enthusiastic about flooding my stomach.
So self-centred, not knowing the pain i'm bestowed with everytime they carry out they structured routines.

School today was rather boring, like usual.

Humans- we did a structured essay pratice on the causes of world war one, which was just plain copying from the model answer mdm yehida benevolently gaved to us.

Mother Tongue- we were instructed to do Ying Yong Wen. tsk tsk. Miraculously, under the evil spells of Zhen Ning influential urge to slack, i did not finish my ying yong wen!!! tsk tsk. Starting to lament about my failure for the completion as now i have to draw and expend additional precious time and valuable energy to finish my essay.

Maths- absolute gayness, let's not talk about it. The right to the end contemplated lesson of boredom.

Physics- We went through the long completed assignment. I was pawned horribly by all th remarks.
-No working
OR
-Crosses

And we did some pratical.
Unbelievably, my graph was drawn perfectly with no flaws xD

NPCC- the sec 2's strength was pathetically deplorable. No point lamenting over their inadequte reasonings for the M.I.As.

Tummy'Agony

Okay its been like two days when the agony began.
I was helplessly assailed time and time again by the monster of this tormentor.
grrrr.
The indescribable pain unleashed on me is so bl88dy random.

However latest discovery shows that the pain is more receptive when i'm consuming something , bending slightly forward or doing my business.

Sian, missed two days of school.
Relished the parts about avoiding chem and maths lessons but missing humanities is absurd.

Prophecy

Nourished with the harshness of reality, i've learnt to forgive all that has done undoing to me and misdeeds. Cherishing those who were still there to disdain and despise, for they might be gone the next second.
The fundamentals of life is really simple, but phenomenally obscure and always full of surprises.

Moments earlier, i received my dreaded Maths paper.
Immediately, a shaft of fear drove through my heart!
Accompanied by the gradual setting in of despondence and despair.

That recess,
I could clearly see the smirk of thriump hidden in his sealed lips.
"he pawned you!", he says.
Hurling virulent abuses was all that was in my mind.

"what did i do to them to receive such shuns?" i thought to myself.
i felt as though my mind was jammed among those loathsome figures, like a mouse caught in some diabolical trap that it did not understand.

"don't care them la", said , to me whom is my Best friend now.


Seriously, its very ridiculous, over something as common, insignificant, simple as a test.

Without Best friend, i would have vanished into oblivion.