oh nose! i forgot to jump at 090909, 090909! that would have made me not of this earth at that moment
anw CHAI CHEE BAK CHOR MEE IS BACCKKKK oh my blue son
when it disappeared i was like :'( i tot they went for good but but but they just moved next door only! now revamp until v atas got set meal, got theme and they added a slice of abalone into the noodles GAHHHH
Monday, September 07, 2009
6:34 PM
i'm running safsa cross next month so for this month boss give offs every 1, 3, 5 go macs run run
today sit on the bus looked out the window and stoned such a familiar feeling a humming in my legs and the sizzling in my butt
i've run again
Sunday, August 09, 2009
1:41 PM
it's a glorious sunday afternoon to spend in camp i've resorted to blogging to while my time away so far i've read 4 newspapers, beat my high score at bubble spinner come close to my word challenge high score many times checked on the guards taken 45mins to eat my measly lunch picked up single items from my office on multiple trips
so far i've succeeded in burning 5 hours about 19 more to go i'll try to give 12 of those to sleep at random instances and at random places
i've ran out of newspapers my eyes are drying up from staring at this screen and im tired of both standing and sitting
at least if it stays this way till tomorrow morning i can relax and grow more brain of which of course i already have in abundance but more wouldnt hurt my chances at breaking my word challenge high score
`tis my first time doing a weekend one there's nobody in camp ghost maybe have
think i have a bbq at home later which i wont be at cuz im stuck down here hoping nothing happens till i hand over
lets see if i werent here i'd probably take a rare walk down orchard road then i'll linger around orchard boulevard at the right time then when the clock strikes 8:22pm i'd come to attention and recite the national pledge there and then
by the time i reach this sentence i'd have read the above at least 8 times for whatever reason i cannot tell except to inspire myself to type more and waste away another 10mins
i cant believe it takes weekend duty to finally get myself to blog longer than 3 sms length
from now till tomorrow i think i'll take a few long long showers play abit of pool ALONE play alot of word challenge and bubble spinner re-re-re-read maybe a quarter of the bible blog a few entries do many chin ups sleep at random instances at random places oh man i got nothing left to type
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
9:56 PM
my mc finito alr veh sad tomorrow must go work at least its wednesday alr then maybe thursday take off friday as good as a half day and friday got IHAL echo! heh just got the sms on that v good v good
i wld release i is got many at IHAL echo but nowsaday no rehearsals v hard to have any inspiration everything at work all so monotone no laife! just now stare at the script many many but nothing nothing come out
in other news i havent been running enough and probably cant run till end of the week or smtg which will be duty day then rest next day then it'll be too late to train alr oh mans gahh i don wanna run 21
Sunday, July 19, 2009
11:57 PM
today i learned that Jason Mraz's I'm Yours is not conducive to gek sai-ing
Friday, July 17, 2009
8:51 PM
THERE'S SPONGEBOB MARATHON NOWWW i watched like 8 episodes alr so exciting can
but im too tired to carry on quite sad but too bad
anw my dad saw the word spongebob on the top right hand corner of the tv then he asked in chinese if it was SPONGEBOB or SPONGE808 like sponge ba ling ba haha quite funny
Sunday, July 12, 2009
1:43 PM
recently lta leoel's officer sword kena oxidise so if one day need to use for parade he really eat energy so now i cleaning my one oso need to oil it some time
wiping the blade with one of my shirts i wondered abt the meaning of the sword how come saf spend money every batch to give each officer an engraved sword
i heard in older, less tactical times like before a battle started the officers will draw their swords then raise it at the enemy then the men will charge
of course in 3G battles nowadays the sword will b super in the way it'd be shiny, noisy, cumbersome and of course, when we sit on the field chair the sword will very din teh
but nowsdays officers don seem to be held in such regard anymore esp with so many nsf 2lt like me got no men to command need to rapport with other ppl's men to get work done then in the end become more like friend at most they get awed at how fit u are or how much pay u get each month but that's really about it
the officer nowsaday to me ah abit less of prestige abit less of honor abit less of carrying your platoon on ur shoulders but more of doing work more of troubleshooters more of doing cover work
in a way is closer to the office part of officer then where come the operational side? go war got knowledge, got planning, got thinking is good but no c2, no mandate is how?? this is cannor! but is liddat
12:14 AM
snail! i saw it somewhere outside my house so i went home and despite my tiredness got a spoon of salt and went out to melt the snail got the squeaky squeaky sound dunno is snail melting sound or snail screaming sound
i'm still a boy ns havent make me boy to man yet
Friday, July 10, 2009
11:55 PM
eh i think the iHAL WDS (wiff drawer simpsoms) got huge effect on me i anyhowly blog only then all the lines come out in that last entry
then today i caught a sight of myself in a mirror somewhere in camp then i realised my officer seh gone! i was standing on one leg, shaking the other hands on my hips, elbows back head cocked to one side dunno look like what you is know?
Thursday, July 09, 2009
10:28 PM
eh reading my recent entries realised all bleak bleak one not like last time when this blog still flourishing see la nong nong a time ago alr say sad sad emo emo is no one will come but still got those ppl out there thick eye shadow with face-covering fringe
but anws now gonna ord must start picking up the hweeling again
as a matter in fact i started counting down alr today shld be 70+ workdays left including saturdays a few more offs here and there and vua la, what is it we have here? oooo ord personnel, i see
then i also started getting fitter ran my 16k v v fastly today! but im not gonna get any bigger until at least after ahm otherwise i will die, reanimate, then kena exorcise
Sunday, June 28, 2009
9:27 PM
Saturday night was the finale of I Have A Lot I'm having withdrawal symptoms
At the drawing of the curtains I went around looking if anyone needed comforting offering in jest the mummy cloth for tears maybe a shoulder to cry on
turns out i needed some comforting myself when i got home i started to cry wimper even like how i felt 2 years back that last race, those last runs, my last 3:18
in fact, on the 2nd week of july i realised this was gonna end and i cherished every rehearsal every bit and inch of I Have A Lot i looked forward to practice after work i lingered on after rehearsals i took in everyone, took in the colors we brought to the dull looking space outside LT1
i wish i could do more for this group of ppl and so i did I Is Got Many
i'm also very thankful i didnt fit leslie and landed the johnny job instead it's not that i played johnny well but more because johnny was a part of me way back during the happiest period of my life i loved playing johnny and in this God spoke and taught me so many things i will always remember johnny now
i still say my lines when i shower and now i spend a little more time washing off the tears it was such a wonderful thing that God did i can't bear to see it end like this heaven must feel at least like this
serving God is exhilirating i want to serve God all my life
Friday, June 12, 2009
2:32 PM
my body is aching in various parts some of which i never knew existed they hurt when i move and i'm lovin it. lets me know im growing for those who havent seen me for a long time i've become this skinny dude small, unfit and in pixelised green running 9.03 for 2.4 at all out, salivating down my chest pace
apart from that i'm really quite tired out after work go rehearsal after rehearsal go home sleep wake up then rinse and repeat so took a half day off today would have left earlier but went to the mess to play pool now office nobody only got ghost
on another note i like my new earphones very fitting and quite clear the noise cancellation quite good also keep having ppl tap me on the shoulder cuz i really cldnt hear anything now got more personal touch at work
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
12:21 AM
equipped with the new uniform today i guess can speak abt it right since it's so widely publicized
doesnt feel as different as i thought it would i still cant feel the cool air when i blow onto it it is see through under light though
the most important thing i learnt though was in the pants some parts were designed to be anti-abrasion but others were not i guess there is some truth when i heard recruits now cannot use uniform to camo off cuz off the stitching that might scratch the face because wearing the old uniform i could do so without underpants but apparently with the new one some parts that weren't meant to get abrasions because constantly expanding and contracting parts heal slower got abrasions i must wear underpants
Sunday, May 31, 2009
12:40 AM
i was water baptised today
i used to think it was just a dunk notwithstanding all the symbolism that it was just an act, a declaration nothing more, nothing less
today walking to the pulpit sharing my life story taking the dunk
was magical very, very magical i regret not basking in it
the downside was that my mom was non-participating again and only a small group was there since they detached it from the main service meaning i couldn't share my story with more
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
10:22 PM
switch off that tv. switch off that tv! little clowns and little shades! weeping moms, scheming maids noble frowns and fancy braids and yellow sunflowers, that bumblebee!
fan me my brimstone! fear me now you opaque mirror rhyming words and further, further round and round my gypsy skips around dazed gnomes with elvish lips mine, mine, all mine!
stage a play and call me now call me home and call me kenneth call on me and i shall know i shall know that you haved called calling, calling, I'm calling now i have been called! but i have to call nothing but to call? call me home and call me kenneth
what a stage i am upon! where have all the actors gone? beyond the stars, between the moon - giggling, smirking, pointing. I laugh and they echo back or is that I that echoes back? hear me now you cheery sticks! hear my calling and my call which do i heed and whom to do I yield?
perhaps i have seen! that my call has led me to. through darkness and through night to bring them hope to bring them light in my stardust i can see but nothing, and nothing beyond me deep in the depths red eyes peep they chatter, they chatter to disturb my sleep; this sleep of mine whatever sleep this is.
i cross my arms but I lift my hands see me now, see me now for who i am.
a rubric's cube is in my hands. the myriad shifts, the spectrum goes. here i have, here i have! a jigsaw, unlikely it may be that came together! unlikely they were like. oh can't you see?
Friday, May 08, 2009
3:01 PM
my dear ran a 38.8 fever with me! same time kena the fever also then we both have sore throat headache and nausea. but i have joint pain and she's suspected to be turning into a flying pig because the swine flew
Friday, May 01, 2009
3:09 AM
i'm back from taiwan and even though there's no time difference i'm suffering from some jet lag can't get to sleep before 4
i think i lost my toothbrush on the way back come to think of it i haven't brushed my teeth for a few days now... i seem to be forgetting things moving abit slower lesser and lesser activity lesser and lesser health lesser and lesser spark in the eye
this blog is rotting like xb's foot im too lazy to put the chat box back up also i think i blog differently from last time im thinking of how to end this post properly but like cannot
Thursday, March 26, 2009
10:30 PM
My Officer's Creed
My duty is to lead, to excel, and to overcome It is not to coerce, to punish, or to ease my way My mission comes before my men But my men must come before me
I will be the first to enter the battle and I will be the last to leave it I am called to fight within the darkness But I will seek to bring light to it
I will be as impenetrable as night But I will strike as thunder I will respect everyone for who they are I must in humility, act
I am an officer I am not a slave master
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
10:53 PM
TAXI RANT i waited for a cab at 4.50 and about 30 cabs were changing shift, busy, or just ignored me at 5.06 i boarded a cab and realised surcharges start from 5 onwards nooooooo
Monday, March 16, 2009
6:13 AM
2 consecutive friday 13s have gone i have come away alive with 1 light sprain and 1 free subway sandwich voucher what bad luck i have
anw i just woke up from a 12 hour sleep i came home at 5 yesterday intending to do stuff but fell straight to sleep and just woke up v good catching up but gonna lose it all doing duty later
last week my room was invaded by a rat i came home to find 2 pieces of shit on my bed 2 on the floor 1 on my chair beside a puddle of piss my dad thought they were bugs so he picked them up and squeezed "mmm... really is rat shit " then as i was standing by my door the rat ran past my feet and into my room so i had to open the patio door to let it out in the process i shrieked and jumped up but that wasn't the point
Monday, February 16, 2009
12:17 PM
yesterday was happy birthday! and happy total defence day.
i planned to spend my birthday doing things that were very me but like all plans they always fail
my plans began to go awry from the start; i actually woke up way before 12pm like ard 7+ to reach PL mrt at 9 to settle some things following that, i recovered and did the typical thing and walked the longer way to the bus stop then lament at the hot weather for making me sweat so
things continued to go according to plan when i reached home and plopped myself on the couch things was still going well when i flipped through channels 32, 33 and 35 looking for some cartoon that i did watch which usually have la then i came upon double, back to back episodes of spongebob squarepants! however my plans crumbled before my eyes when i watched 2 episodes i never watched before
after that went to church and the bus actually came on time hur
left with my qiu qiu to go galvanise at our lao di fang then sang loud loud on my way home got home, lobo doing nothing then fall asleep too late
Saturday, February 14, 2009
12:42 AM
i went for rehearsals today for take my hand its err next friday!! and today was my first session we're doing things that require like kicking out at least 90 degrees to the side anyone who knows me long enough knows that i can't touch my toes when i saw the rehearsal programme like starts 2 weeks before the event i know it will all still turn out well because everything with god always turns out well ring ring i believe!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
9:11 PM
forced by circumstances (a.k.a. stadium closed) i undertook an ardous, reluctant long run it's been v v long since i last did one all my running has been speed, speed, speed
today my plan was to get myself lost then 20mins later, run home
it started off well enough i didn't dare run too fast and sure enough i began turning a darker shade of blue then i was prompted to include god in my run
and today, my run was exhilirating thrills ran through my body and soul pleasures coursed through my veins pain echoed in my legs fatigue thundered my lungs and i've come to truly acknowledge that all these are part of god's creation
there is the thirst, then there is the quench neither meaningful without the other that is why god said 'I am who I am' because that is most apt and that it most enjoyable
and through everything i discovered that I have been left dry for far too long i've left god out of my affairs and i've rung hollow in today's communion with god, i found that self that has been missing
i begin to see that we are called to live in accordance to his will in that we may not become one kind of christian but we may experience uniqueness by following his one law we do not end up as of one nature but of individuals, but in absolute freedom and in this we are not bound
in the same way as i ran and tried to get lost i always ended up heading home no matter how i turned or direct bashed i would come home and then i realised, that today, i really did come home
Saturday, January 10, 2009
1:46 AM
PAYDAYYY yay now im not peniless and no need to rely on ppl to return money which hansel hasnt done so need to hang pigs head alr but no money to buy pig head
3you 4jie 3you 2huan 4zai 4jie 3bu 2nan
owe $ pay $
Sunday, January 04, 2009
1:19 AM
i have a sudden craving for leopard crawls and fire and movement drills do until damn shagged curse myself for ever entertaining the thought then enjoying the rest of my current job then till i toy with crawling in mud again
Saturday, January 03, 2009
12:30 AM
yesterday which was 40mins ago (workday!) i learnt how to hit my cue ball straight how to score more foosball (fuus? fools? phoos?) goals i learned how to defend your air hockey goal better
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
8:17 PM
i'm brokkeee and ppl owe $ neh pay $ i must dispatch victor to splash paint hang his head no hang pig head on their door
i also dunno how the money disappeared must be the officer-to-be tag got to us when we were still cadets must act like occifer ma
Monday, December 29, 2008
4:58 AM
gah im awake im awake cant get to sleep thank god took first half day leave otherwise i'll be leaving home soon
uploading pictures onto facebook is a chore esp if it fails 2 times a row gahh 3 times gahhh then u realise u got 3 copies of some photos =(
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
12:47 PM
oh and to whoever still reads this (me) i tweaked some parts of this blog =)
12:19 PM
it's been very long since I last did this thing i guess probably no one sees this anymore... things have been happening but mostly unpublishable not cuz of explicit content but cuz now is still in the army i think its ok to say that i still have 11 months to go right, msd?
ok im not quite used to this anymore so i dunno how to go on i'll just end here this time maybe i'll blog more again soon
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
12:10 AM
1 more year to ord, o-r, o-r, d!
Sunday, September 07, 2008
12:56 PM
i gave up writing my army diary long ago there's nothing worth writing where i am, khing didnt come god came, but somehow stopped there waiting for the perfect time and hence i wait, too
Friday, August 08, 2008
9:48 PM
today, 8/8, i jumped at 8.08am, at exactly 8s past 8.08am.
at 080808, at 080808hours, i was not of this earth
Friday, June 20, 2008
7:25 PM
OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU GODD LOGISTICCCSSSS
i must be the fittest log oct ever it's a miracle thank god
Saturday, June 07, 2008
1:06 AM
i finally booked out from field camp its supposedly the highlight of my current term so better days are ahead
in any case i cant blog anything abt it the last i heard someone blogged the name of the exercise then kena 01 x good one
what i can blog about is that i think someone up there is hearing me i think i can find myself again
it was the activity prior to field camp i stood there in the rain peering out from under the hood of my jacket and stared at the gloom of the canopy i wondered again where i was who i was when i was then i closed my eyes and said a little prayer
i stood there in the rain peering out from under the hood of my jacket and stared at the magnificence of the rain i watched as the gleaming droplets bounced off the leaves i saw again the beauty in all the creation i saw again the hands that crafted creation i saw and i was holding a saw =)
it all flashed past march03, july03, december03, april04, september05, december07 i felt the wetness of the rain on my pants i felt them wrapping uncomfortably around my legs i said this is discomfort i took a breath i savoured discomfort and that was discomfort that was a familiar process i think i can find me i think i am coming back
and i still thought so throughout field camp that is a familiar feeling i think khing will be back
Thursday, May 29, 2008
6:10 PM
i've just been reading some of my older entries i really miss the old me i cannot find that khing in the mirror nowadays i cannot see that spark in my eyes anymore
i remember bongard telling me that one training and it reverberated in me so strongly "you've lost that spark in your eyes" i was a failure then but i picked up again thereafter i know how i did it
i need god i need the love of my life to come back from china i need acx
i need all these things to fall into place i need the old khing to come back i need that arrogant confidence, the positiveness the strength but of course the looks have remained i still stun myself when i look in the mirror i wished i still could make more jokes like that like the old me would like the old me would say it isn't a joke i'm not so sure now
1:59 PM
booking out is such a rarity now things change very quickly when you're in the outside world for a limited period you book out after an endless stay in safti and you realise that there are many new things or many forgotten things out there such as new buildings realising that there are more than 20 females in the outside world and finding the voice behind ash of pokemon going through puberty
i've also forgotten how to style my hair how to take my time doing everything how to wake up late and why i wake up so freaking early
i've also forgotten who i was so i've opened the last 200 entries in my blog again bar the ones back at bigbloggybloodyblog.blogspot share me with me
Friday, May 23, 2008
6:27 PM
i dunno how to blog now
Sunday, May 04, 2008
2:54 PM
i never had a liking for premier institutes but here in this phase of my life i'm stuck at another after this i wish i can choose not to step into one they're very artificial, and i don't like it.
i've learnt where i am now to despise discipline and to resent teamwork. i have learned to fear unlearnt how to be brave thank god i still have kept my christianity but the institution has undone its very mission i hate it here
Sunday, March 23, 2008
9:21 PM
off to ocs tomorrow like kevin said is dunno whether to laugh or cry tomorrow we knock on the gates of hell and for 9 months we'll be burning burning
gahhhh help
Friday, March 14, 2008
1:24 PM
9 weeks
This is my flair; this is my flight In my horrid stare, beyond, a gruesome sight. I see I saw, I fled in fright. Tomorrow perhaps, I will still see light.
I'm meant to serve my tenure, But I am doing time Behind this mask, my phantom shines. To dawn and dusk my sleeves unfold Till long and last I build on gold.
Upon this rock I stand today. That lighthouse upon the cliff Perched in lofty haze. Through the clouds my love shines through To save me, from this wretched mess.
Across my chest this black metal thumps In unison my heart beats, Yet I run a slump. I cannot trust my charge, regrettably so. But then the saying, "you reap, you sow".
Still I remain in this prison trapped, A tranquil, a peace, a peace i seek. Calm my heart where from you hail, For i trust no longer, the longer i fear.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
1:16 AM
HERE'S THE VIDEO I LOVE AIZAT abit shaky and some parts cannot see but its alright aizat is still my hero
there's someone else videoing tho can someone pls pls pls identify him
in case you're wondering im the one on your right shorter in height
Monday, January 07, 2008
9:55 PM
results day very surprised our school did so well not surprised i did well though it was more than i deserved but it seems god has been good to me lately
that was happy
i shaved my head im bald
that was not happy
AIZAT VIDEOED OUR DANCE
that was very happy i love aizat
Thursday, January 03, 2008
1:43 AM
came back a few days ago from holiday went with parents, cousin n my woman to macau shenzhen n hk
basically was alot of rushed fun and essentially too long to rmb least of all to blog out much like the asean schs trip way way back in august which i have given up blogging much like the germany trip years ago
in a few short sentences i shall attempt to capture the trip in its outline
macau. as all things macau our 6 star hotel had a casino open to 18 year olds very eye opener cuz i've never been to one nor tried and still have not tried also was the indoor river + boats beautifulous
shenzhen. FREE catered by dad's contacts who saw the need to treat us to too much food all the time shopping was dismal until the discovery of the hidden pasar malam all hell broke loose within my wallet
hk. also dismal shopping till the discovery of pasar malam loose hell broke looser then also was ocean park it had the most vertical pirate ship and some really nauseating rides of which qiu n i tried only 5
the jellyfish aquarium was more fish then jelly cuz we saw tons of fish we never knew like hybrid shark sting ray seadragon and such and only one tiny, 30 by 20 cm tank of ipod nano sized jellyfish
we also got a video clip of two pandas climbing a tree and fighting on it also i saw first hand the workings of a panda's anus
Sunday, December 16, 2007
10:30 PM
just had church camp on tues-fri i still dont like games and into the first 2 days the games were wrecking camp for me...
i learnt that god's plans take time i have heard it before but never registered it has been preached before but because i have never experienced they remained just preaching to me i also learned a disdain for words preaching wouldnt work if they were just merely the words of a pastor there needs to be something more and on day 3 something more happened
the last camp was a disaster for me god dissipated from my life i no longer heard nor saw no longer felt nor thought about but life was successful everything was smooth i got more than i deserved so life was good but on day 3 the dissipation reversed and i realized how much even with a good life i missed god i cried my face out
is your life good today? can it get any better?
Sunday, December 02, 2007
6:44 PM
this morning i ran the stand chart 10k but the focus here isn't the race but rather what happened after i was completely wasted and feeling weak, cold and the bad feelings get-able it got worse and i thought i was gonna die of course that was far from what was happening the point is at that time it did feel so
and laying there almost motionless i wondered to myself what happens next some tears will be shed here and there i guess or hope, at least then i realised i wouldn't want any if i died, i wanted those who cried to know something
that i died happy i died doing what i loved to do and let tears cease to fall i'd pick dropping dead at 3 per k pace over dying in my sleep peacefully at 83
true, i ran myself to death but running made me live i learned so much from running and quite literally, running kept me alive my team mates kept me alive and so much more would have turned out badly if i never ran
i thought to myself as i laid there if i were to die someone should know this now you know
on another note my recent entries have been more like contemplative and reflective must be the result of reading the glass bead game and the lack of training with the team and being runaround idiots i will wake up for training
Saturday, December 01, 2007
1:40 PM
...as he saw it coming. A promise. All around him, voices rang high, sounding out a final anthem in deep nostalgia, as if their spirits looked long and hard over their shoulders. A few tears peeped out of the corners of eyes. The chorus reverberated once again, and it seemed the many voices entwined into one. There was a resonance. A resonance he did not share. A promise he took no part of.
His voice stood apart from the rest, staring listlessly as the myriad of colors twisted into a spire, dancing to the rhythm of fire. Embers swept across the hall with walls that changed colors, destroying the past, forging a future. But for him the destruction was a welcome one. Promise nothing to him.
Cherish, not cherish the lost. For him he felt no such longing. He treasured and rubbished according to his valuation of the things and people around him, not according to the possession of them.
Now onwards he holds his dreams. Into the distance his goals are blur, and others claim them vaguer still. But others were them who imposed their own beings on his own, who took a consensus to live the way that they have lived. He holds a jewel that no one sees in the palm of his hands, believing by faith that it will ever stay, and into the fog he will tread a path, he will take the road not taken... as he always saw it going.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
10:58 PM
yesterday was our anglo-chinese school (independent) international baccalaureate world school's pioneer batch's first ever, history-making prom night, very aptly held at marriot because there's a plaque outside it displaying the phrase "To God be the glory"
altho i've never been to no prom before i thought it was really good the food wasn't much to rave about though we ac eX country ppl + vishnu ended up eating swensens after the entire thing was over
regrettably i left my camera in the performers/councilors room upstairs and therefore have no pictures to show i only hope all the people who did take pictures with me put them up on facebook and tag it pls don be selfish and hog them lets all share the profits of selling my photos
sadly, forgetting to bring down the 2 cameras i brought meant that our performance wasnt recorded i tot we did ok but apparently most thought of us better the things i would do for a video of our performance it was the culmination of over 50hours of preparation since exams ended enough to complete the creativity hours section in cas i never thought it was gonna be fantastic even less so did feng but if everyone else thinks it was closer to that then that suits me fine
speaking of suits i think i was in the running for cheapest prom outfit gordan's doesnt count as an outfit
white shirt - tailored but free! asean schools one white pants - my sec2 prefect pants still fit me... i think it cost me $30? white shoes - bata dress shoes! no one could tell they were bata $60 white suit - $35 for tuesday to thursday i rented it from a costume rental shop... supposed to be a magician's jacket so kevin was saying if i forgot my dance moves i should just pull a pigeon or something out anw mom altered the suit for me =p she assured me it would hold but throughout the night i kept feeling the threads snap hur so i got fatter and fatter as the night wore on
on another note i always stood by my principle of non-obligatory helping meaning if you get someone to do something for you as a favour and the person doesnt deliver it's not his/her/its fault they were never obliged to help and i always held firmly to this but yesterday, under the mist of disappointment i let this value i always held, slip i am sorry that forgot this and i'm sure, though nothing was shown that i caused some ill feelings remember: no one is obliged to help unless the word "help" is used in a manner to put something nicely
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
11:55 PM
Recently i downgraded my family holiday, lost training time with my team for these final few months, and lost time to spend with my girl for something that did not have to be. It was avoidable, and I was prepared to do it alone and save time and trouble. I relented. I then had ideas imposed on me and have been very much disregarded and even though at one point I was in a way vindicated, the aforementioned pattern did not cease. Simply put, I was getting stick for being accomodating and doing my best to satisfy what I did not have to satisfy. One day it culminated and for since a very long time ago, i felt anger.
God has called for us as Christians to mellow our tempers, not just on the outside but on the inside as well. I decided, as such, to resolve and douse that inner fire. As things turned out, following this bitterness was an improvement. Things got very much better and I am happy. Perhaps not so if I had decided to claim my rights and unleash my anger. Afterall, I had good reason. I believe in never having to drop anger on anybody, regardless whether you're entitled to doing so or not.
Have you lost your temper today? Have you loved your enemy today?
Have you loved your neighbour today?
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
11:25 PM
today most people finish their As i on the other hand finished an rpg game heh
since ib ended i've been busier dancing 3 dances for xmas production dancing for prom dancing for camp training for stand chart training for beyond that reading books i wanted to read during ib getting rid of stuff i used to study for ib playing lots lots lots of games eating lots lots lots of rubbish
so there'll be more interesting entries coming up including that asean schs one back in august which is gonna be long to compensate for the long blogging absence
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
9:48 PM
eh today school's chinese karaoke again me only year6 very expectedly
long story cut short i got second again this time wasnt my voice but my err stage wind? tai feng. means never create enough the atmosphere la the champion guy bring gf on stage sia how to lose
and also was my lack of understanding of my song, gan lan shu. or olive tree. while i understand that it is an account of the songwriter's wandering ways and how it is for the birds, the streams and the grasslands i fail to catch the crux of the song which is why the songwriter constantly dreams of an olive tree and wanders because of this fictitious olive tree and then emo about his/her wandering ways
but in any case quite happy with the result i think its fine oh and this year they decided to pun the prizes
first prize air tickets second chicken essence and third chap teh
in chinese it'll be like ji piao ji jing ji mao or watever u call it sure got ji one. and how did they further this pun? they get two sec1s to dress up as chickens and run around like headless ones very amusing to watch indeed
well now that's over it's time to dance or something else that needs attention hmmmm. i b exam-ining this sudden hesitation
Saturday, October 20, 2007
12:44 AM
khing is gonna go army on 11/1 at 1pm school 1 @ pulau tekong
Sunday, October 14, 2007
8:18 PM
friday was the last day of school last lessons last recess last end of school all last time sit in class laugh work rot
on saturday morning i woke up and i stared into the blank ceiling and i thought to myself there's no more school there's finally no more school
i knew i never liked school but i never expected this sense of release i didnt know i was so tired of school
as experience will tell me and contrary to what others will i don think i'll come back to miss it again i cherish what i have and i will miss them before they end
there is no love loss between me and the school not the people i guess but the school generically
the cry of this generation and the cause of all the adolescent rebellion is that we are forced to grow up but are not treated as such much is expected of us and we have to live up to it and they justify it by calling us gentlemen and ladies but when it comes to treating us accordingly it comes down to pinpointing mistakes and then dropping expectations that they don't fulfill themselves
study is a crime. i am not a school person those who cannot contain this rapid growth become what we like to call - delinquents. or many of them at least
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
10:34 PM
10 October 2007 #cq4667 - 2329 Report on the 6.7 Cold War
Definition: (Cold War) A conflict between two groups due to air-conditioning.
Parties involved: Top right girls Bottom left guys
Battlefield: 6.7 Ephesus
Duration of conflict: Some months
Origins of conflict: (Geographical) Location of air-conditioning unit C of class 6.7 situated closer to TRG than BLG (Temperature Tolerance) TRG low tolerance for cold, BLG low tolerance for heat
Therefore air-conditioning unit C cools low-heat tolerance TRG more than high-heat threshold BLG. TRG freezing, BLG sweating. Allocative efficiency not achieved. MC not equals to AR. Dispute over whether air-conditioning should be on or off.
Nature of warfare Skirmishes: Alternate switching on or off of air-conditioning. Occasional guerilla warfare by attacking air-conditioning controls when the other party is not in class or having recess.
9 October 2007 Bilateral relations deteriorate. Stalemate at air-conditioning closet. TRG blocks off BLG's route to closet.
10 October 2007 Conflict resolved. Phantom peace keeping forces stuff one side of four sided air-conditioning facing TRG with toilet paper. Net cool wind from other three vents become stronger. Allocative efficiency is achieved.
Effects of war: Inside jokes.
Monday, September 03, 2007
1:37 PM
(refering to a picture of dharma 3 years ago)
seet: aye dharma last time damn slim ah now liddat khing: ppl just give birth la u give birth i see how slim u stay seet: eh my mother how steady so slim khing: dharma just gave birth la ur mom last time was like when seet: 6 years ago khing: ur youngest sibling 6 years old? seet: err no 8 khing: huh.
(seet stones) (seet looks jacked) (seet gives an awkward chuckle)
anw i came back from jakarta last last week shali no collating the pictures so will blog about that once the pictures arrive
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
11:39 PM
because rest feels best after work because water tastes best after a run because sitting down rocks after racing because peace in peaceful times is not appreciated
shit happens. otherwise no contrast.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
9:48 PM
i just watched my own 800m video and while its a great video and all with a great winner who has great style and all i found the audio amidst the distracting announcements quite interesting here is what i picked out:
[160m] victor: go khing!!
no surprise here considering only his voice can travel that far
[220m] victor: come on khing!!
again, no surprise
[230m] vishnu: the blue guy is... khing, right?
err... yah...
[234m] seet: of course la... aiyoh... {something something}
at this point there was silence no doubt seet must have said smtg stupid maybe like hu hu ha ha
[315m] vishnu: come on AC! [316m] victor: come on khing come on changming!! [318-400m] random dispersion of come on khing/ming/ac
[550m] ms.lee: come on keep close changming keep close!
no la jogging only never see my face contorted in pain
[603m] landdis: khing die already...
no wonder ming and i did well all his leg pain powers paid off
[690m] xide: GO KHING
[800m] seet: nice one la...
[a few seconds after finishing] someone: come on khing!!!!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
11:42 PM
and so came the end the final track finals
Shi Ronghua - 4:23:86 Kenneth Khing - 4:25:93
Khing: wa today ah all i wanted to do was for the first time whack you last part
Hua: wah u damn strong lah i damn scared last part u whack me
Khing: wah lau never whack u before eh
Hua: got what
Khing: when got. u tell me.
Hua thinks Hua ponders Hua tries to remember Hua wonders rinse and repeat
Hua: you wait ah i think first later sms u
till now it is 1 day 4hours no sms haha really never whack him before somemore kena whack 2 seconds it can only be ah hua
equation for the day:
P ( Khing is whacked in last 300m) = 1 x 10^(-148951984219842) P (Khing is whacked in last 300m, t > 1 second) = Shi Ronghua
Sunday, July 01, 2007
11:35 PM
im just back from church and i have to share ignore this if u will but it could just be for you
for a long while now i've been a lousy christian my faith has been left dangling twisting in the worldly air currents
but at the very least i knew i had to do smtg abt it i wanted to get back and i did try
i went to church and genuinely tried to feel god again i went through in my head what god had done for me in the past i even joined sp class hoping that that was the step i had to take so that i could hear and feel him again but for too many months or perhaps it has been a year it has all come to naught
but in his own way in his way that is sometimes irritating cuz it completely fools you things happen
dancing for god was for me just another way of saying dancing we dance for many reasons for fame, glory, expression of self dancing for god just dancing for god
i've attended the recent rehearsals dilligently which is actually a very me thing all i expected to do was just to do that short dance make sure i remember the steps do them well and do about 4 minutes worth of clubbing
the rehearsals however had something deeper in store for me the prayers we had were something different i finally felt a familiar tingle a nostalgic feeling a reminiscent tugging of the heart i felt again
today as i stood at the back of the hall bowing my head as always as the pastor asked for privacy for ppl to raise their hands to accept christ i had to for the first time lift my head because i was part of the production i saw for the first time in my life ppl raising their hands to accept jesus i had to cry i just had to cry
i always thought i didnt care abt whether ppl accepted christ or not but i realize it does deep down i always wanted to save my friends today i came to realize how much it means to me to see the ppl i care abt come to say 'jesus is my lord' today my family didnt come and there was a reason for that after the performance i didnt see them and i was very disappointed and that told me something it told me that what i thought was other ppl's reason to live is actually mine as well
it matters to me i now safely say it matters a hell lot to me or a heaven lot.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
1:51 PM
Hello world. recently i've been pretty busy amidst the gray adversity known as exams rehearsing for my church's event on sunday above is the trailer in which i played a part in although u can only see my face for .23 seconds i assure u the work was far more than 23 minutes
anw i usually don do this but i'll say its worth ur time so do come support it's at my church's err (for lack of better vocab) new campus at paya lebar directions ask from me or any friendly LTA henchmen at paya lebar mrt
as u can see i stretched my blog to accomodate the video and i shun bian changed the picture above which everybody complained cldnt be seen
Saturday, June 23, 2007
1:25 AM
Who Am I?
My name is KhingZhenZe Kenneth. My friends simply call me Khing. Acquaintances hardly pronounce it right. It is a "hing" with a "k".
I live a lie. To myself, and to everyone else. That is then.
I have grown onto the lie. Or the lie has grown onto me. The lie is now a truth. I live a truth. This is now.
I have friends. I have a girlfriend. I am my girlfriend's boyfriend. I do not have best friends. Nor do I have close friends. I have a family. I have brothers I never had.
To those I do not know; I am scary and unresponsive. To my brothers; I am different. To my girlfriend; I am her boyfriend. To runners around; I am many things - good and bad.
I do not crave attention. Nor do I lust after the tangible material. I seek admiration; fuel for the ego, for the self. I am a solo act. You can see from the things I excel at. I am a team player. My team is my all. You can see from the things I excel at. Some of them.
I like to walk through time. I believe time does not destroy. I know time resolves. I resent that I cannot walk back in time. But i rejoice that time cannot reverse.
I am a philosophical atheist in thinking, a Buddhist in self. But still I am a Christian. I spell God with a capital "G". My faith is firmly in Christ. "Faith is believing that which you cannot see". I believe against what I see. Believing that people walk mainly on hands. That is my value of faith.
I am a complex human. Just like everyone else is. I am no better than the next person. Nor the next person me. But I am better to the people who are better to me. Like the better boyfriend to my better girlfriend. I am Kenneth Khing. Or just plain Khing.
Monday, June 18, 2007
10:51 PM
yesterday was essentially a good day for me firstly, i took part in my first ever public 100m race although i wasnt first it was a first official timing for me add to the fact that i did not at first fall of the starting blocks made it even better because the first time i tried blocks i fell on my face literally so anw it was a good, and first, return of 11.9 which is not too shabby for a crosser
where am i going with all the firsts? of course, i did finish first somewhere sadly, it wasnt my first ok not sadly but happily it was my second win and it quite made my day cuz there were alot of last minute sign ups which included some rather fast ppl instead of the at first (hah!) dull lineup
and finally DE highlight of the day the other day tham gave me some unglam, unflattering and embarrassing pictures of vishnupriya d/o rajkumar of course, she gave me the thams up to splatter them on vish which i did and because it was so precious i must blog it in detail:
[Act 1 Scene 1] setting: black
{vishnu is seen engrossed in conversation}
enter Khing & Victor
{victor stands at a distance and smiles} {khing sneaks up behind vishnu, pictures in hand}
khing: {taps vish shoulder} vishnu: yes? khing: {places pictures infront of her face}
there is a long pause a storm looms silence... more silence... silent until sian...
vishnu: {screams, chases khing}
exit khing, vishnu
{victor stands at the distance and smiles}
[End of Act 1 Scene 1]
Monday, June 11, 2007
11:43 PM
if my tagboard is anything to go by there is the misconception that i have not been training i frown upon all u detractors
in a way i am like david beckham misunderstood, underrated and most importantly handsome
but while my faithful taggers are suck blood spit people -ing there is, a slight tinge of truth
just yesterday the magic quartet of kevin, xide, seet and i took part in the mr25 4x11.3k relay while kien mau n mok combined to beat us in their 2x22.6k runs with a 3 min deficit we nevertheless were victorious in our category
but the lack of saturday trainings as caijing has so kindly pointed out had taken its toll today i sit here ashamed that my once feared shoulder muscles and ripping back muscles are now aching from a long run
but i must point out that yesterday was a 10k pb and despite the lack of fitness my 800 is still not too shabby i am still fast my friends just as david beckham is still good and as well, handsome
perhaps for me it is puberty part2 where i will once again (pls pls pls pls) grow muscles faster (OH PLS MAKE IT TRUE) and grow taller again
of course the same cannot be said for beckham but if it is true it disturbs me
Monday, May 21, 2007
10:37 PM
today i drank too much water actually i didnt just that i didnt pee enough
and so it was a pee filled bladder i carried onto a people filled bus down traffic filled orchard road and i was only halfway there east coast was a good 40mins away
at this point the pee level in my bladder was really high like my height liddat (i assure you, that is quite some pee) but i persevered nonetheless
i alighted at my stop but did not bother to hold the pee till i touched home. recent enlightenment by timmy revealed that holding back pee for too long can result, as in his brother's case, kidney problems. also, i was held back by memories memories only 3 or 4 years back when i awoke on the bus only to find my dark blue pants an even darker shade of blue
thus i peed at the bee pee toilet ok it was mobil but bee pee sounded punny enough anw, it was a record pee from the point the pee left its holding area i had time to change track on my mp3 listen almost half the song used my hand (ONE free hand) to off it chuck it into my shirt pocket before the river ceased
bliss it was and satisfaction at another record fallen
Friday, May 18, 2007
10:30 PM
i've a sudden urge all of a sudden to suddenly talk about something that has caught me - suddenly.
recently i've been listening to quite a bit of my music recent, and not recent.
while i am not one who checks out the latest albums and what not i do check on my comp library re-check out my old tunes
and this impulse has led to some sort of temporal craze and therefore here is my all-time top 10
in order of merit,
Tisbury Lane (Mae)
The Magic Key (One-T)
Kuai Le Chong Bai (Wilber Pan)
Just To Be The Next To Be With You (Mr Big)
Call And Return (Hellogoodbye)
Tao Yan Hong Lou Meng (David Tao)
Save Tonight (Eagle Eyed Cherry)
Stuck (Stacie Orrico)
You Make Me Wanna (Blue)
Qia Zham (Some Hokkien Dude)
Monday, May 14, 2007
8:07 PM
recently fuiyi pointed out to me that im constantly carrying alot of stuff i have my ginormous bag that's bigger than me with the hweaking big attached shoe bag that sticks out and then i carry yet another shoe bag sometimes i have my jacket draped over my shoulder and of course there is my trusty mp3 player hanging around my neck with the cables dangling all over the place it is a perfect picture of a man on a mission my bag could very well be the sister doraemon pocket enabling me to whip out whatever i need whenever i need it perhaps that is the shoe bag's job; my bag is meant for me to sleep in my jacket is actually a well hidden multi-purpose suit it keeps out rain, wind and doesnt look stained even if u spill curry on it cuz its dark blue it keeps in heat, conceals my mp3 player and not forgetting holding back my ripping muscles =) what about my mp3 player? it plays music, man.
but underneath all that i wonder am i just physically burdened? tied down not merely just by my earphone's wires? why am i putting down the thing i enjoy most - training with my team for what i never appreciated, such as studying? afterall i do aspire to be a coach and it would do me no harm boosting my portfolio
my bag has grown; the books are more my shoe bag no longer hold my running shoes; they hold the slippers i wear to go straight home i do not need a jacket when i run; but when i throw it around my neck it reminds me of a strait jacket. and my mp3 player? it plays cool tunes, dude.
in the end though i am still me no one's forcing me to study; my parents have always adopted an indifferent attitude i guess it is down to my ego for very long now my ego has kept me going when my team is not involved. without it i'll probably be half as successful as i am now whether how much that remains is substantial or not, is for another day to discuss
but khing is still khing and khingky i will still be i will change, make no mistake stagnation is anti-maturity but search deep enough and you will still find khing
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
10:14 PM
sometime in the middle of january 2002 i was forced from track into cross-country to me it sounded like some lame cca of which i found very much contrary to in the weeks that followed it wrecked your legs and wasted them inflicted indescribable pain to your muscles tormented your lungs and twisted your nerves it wasnt lame. it made u lame.
bad jokes aside, i hated it there was no sense running your guts out putting them back in and running them all out again (rinse and repeat)
but time after time bongard forced me back it was a blatant use of terror like in chinese history where chiang had his white terror i trained on sheer fear alone but that fear would one day wear out it would one day not sustain this overwhelming pain that is cross-country soon, my fear disintegrated and in its place, something, and a false love for running
why false, one may ask? for one, i still dislike long runs i still want to quit when the going gets tough and i loathe perspiring
what was definite was that i wanted to train i looked forward to trainings i just wanted to be there
it took long enough for me to realize what that something was i came to realize that running did not take centre stage it was something else it was something that put the acX into acXperience it was somebody it was somebodies
it was my team it is my team it will always be my team.
in life, people often remark "time pass very fast lei" but somehow, it never was so for me it wasnt as if i had a tough life or anything i consider my life rather smooth sailing but somehow, everything was slow only acX sped things up and more than that, it saved my life it happened in july 2004 but that is another story for another time my upcoming baptism perhaps
it has been a magical 6 years through this journey down this road down this "path less taken" in a magic school bus
last wednesday our time for running cross-country came to an end but to this team we have no end as seet put it "we are the champions, my friend" not in the title sense though that would have been nice but in that we have come away from it all with the full acXperience - the pain, the euphoria, the depression, the joy, the laughs, the tears, the times, the team and the memories... they are all ours to keep
- to kevin ng you will always be the captain. my captain. you never had the chance to lead this team to victory, only agonizingly close far too many times. but that doesn't matter, it really doesn't. i have come to see that. you are my captain, and you have made it so. and that is enough. being jackasses, sadly or not, is perhaps the hallmark of our batch. perhaps we were not meant to win titles. but i cherish what we have, and i hold dear to my heart. i bid you love this team for as long as you know love, and between all of us, may that love come to something. something good that must come from love, no darkness.
-to low xide for the longest while, you've failed to believe. believe in something you couldn't do. you said to me that you're the little mixture of everything and that may well be true. but you have grit in abundance. a little more faith, a little more determination. i wish i had more of those. for years i've seen you, i see the same will emanating from you. but more than before, this season for you was unbelievable. yours is what mental strength is supposed to be, even if u do undermine yourself. unbelievable. but you didn't believe that as well. perhaps you rarely believe. but believe today, that this team will not fade away, weathered by time. believe, dear brother (that i never had), and make it so. it is ours to keep, more important it will be ours to make. the bells will only ring for he who believes, and i have believed. the ball, as they say, is in your court. ball. hah.
-to kenneth seet too many times, we wish there was an end task or a shut down to you. we longed to see not responding in brackets on your forehead. but all those were not meant to be. but in a wicked, sick and twisted sort of way, i'm glad they didn't. i remember a cross meeting that took place at the end of sec3 when you were still new, not irritating and somehow rather proper. what you said reverberated throughout my entire running career and always helped me to believe in what i was doing, kept me going and going with this team, forever etched in the depths of my heart. after a few weeks of training, you said "i feel there is a bond in this team that i never saw elsewhere before. it feels special and that's what keeps me going". perhaps that still keeps you going as it has kept me. i pray that it will bring us beyond where we are, and where we could possibly imagine. i pray i will not hit the cltr+alt+delete so rapidly when the time comes. but i probably will.
-to benjamin lee changming i felt that for some time now, you've been somewhat neglected. i dunno if you've felt it, but somehow i feel so. there wasn't reason to; both you and i know that we pwn kevin ng hands down at 800 and 1500 and that the taunting between us is the real deal. well perhaps it was down to quietness. there never was much noise coming from you. but somewhere somehow someway, at least, i began to sit up and take note. i don't know when it started, but i heard something. i recalled seb telling me that you were a fighter. not easy to see but it does come out when you take to running. i saw, and realized it was true. i began to hear something. something resonated in me. i still search for what it is, but i do know it is something we share in common and i can readily relate to. i want to relate to it and so to you. and hopefully this search will stretch way after i leave school and beyond the army camp (where you don't have to go).
-to victor tan you know how you've done so far in terms of running. and i'm sure you're not happy with it. but keep at it (though not too much) and eventually you'll get your top5. people may say you have no talent, but i want you to remember that i say talent is make believe. we make it because we believe, and so can you. apart from that, you do make a difference, running nats or not. you bring an extra quality to the team (like nipple bleeding) that is special and unique in itself. this is the same thing xide and i told you one training last year, and you must remember that. because after all, the great runners form not the team, for our team make great the runners.
-to sebastian koh one fine champion. one fine team. a strong bond. one single dream. i've always loved that poem you wrote. not just because of all the literary devices and what not, but for the fact that it epitomizes my feelings towards this team. it's yours to lead now as we leave and go. and i hope you will uphold the words in your poem and keep this team burning for very long to come. i am always afraid that we will take the ess(s)ence of acX with us as we leave, and it will be my greatest joy, if you can extend it to the future generations. it is all in your hands now, and i am sure it is in good hands. make it so, and where appropriate next season, make believe, and make belief come true.
for the rest whom i've not mentioned i do not know you enough to write something i really mean but hopefully come the years i can truly say that i am proud of u all this team we leave with you now must prosper in its own right and that may not come in the form of titles but should be in the way of that something something that perhaps no one really put into words and is really for you to feel and fathom
Thursday, April 19, 2007
12:44 AM
it's the end and it's all over
no more cross ever again unless heaven forbid i do retain heh
i'm gonna miss trainings for sure i will 3:18s and so while there's still track to come it's never the same training for cross
so we didnt win but i must say it was an open battle and we were still on course till the last 1k or so
the difference this year is that there weren't tears perhaps one or two regrets but generally we were all alright it's not that we weren't expecting to win at all i think we were always in with a shout and today's race did nothing to dispel that
but it was what we found over the course of these few years it sounds cliched and perhaps very fake but after years of thinking that way i've come and we've come to thinking perhaps, otherwise
and what i want to do is just to type it here also for the sake of the vj team if they do come here the ah hua and the farrel that cross-country is not all about the title sure, we set out to do it and when we don't we have nothing to show for it and that means everything we've done is nothing but i feel that though cross is over the team will never be the title wouldnt mean so much to you if the team didnt mean anything to you team spirit is not a stepping stone to cross glory cross glory is a stepping stone to team spirit, the ultimate prize of cross
the title is lost but the memories are for yours to keep the team will live on in your life forever and that is the gift that comes of your curse
Sunday, April 08, 2007
7:56 PM
recently i've been wearing contacts (not the ones u put in ur fone) to get used to them before cross comes (holy week but, no! not that cross) cuz my glasses are loose (not promiscuous) and the optical ppl don wanna tighten it cuz the lens got crack scared they make spoil
(many bad puns later)
so anw i whipped out my old monthly contacts slipped them on for a week and my eyes turned to shrivelled prunes err as in became very dry
so i bought daily focus which were really good cuz they're so moist they get really slippery u cant even take then out properly of cuz thats not a good thing but they're so moist i bet u cld slp in them
newaez i was telling nice abt how good they were cuz he faced the same dry eyes problem just as i got to the best part about the contacts i blinked and then nice saw something fall out of my left eye and that was after 1 hr only so i went around with one good eye the whole day play lan also close one eye BUUUTTTTT still pwn kevin ng the noob
newaez the other one fell out but at a reasonable 14 hrs
still, focus dailies rock and should be the contacts in everyone's eye sweet stuff those contacts in a way, they're like eye candy
Sunday, March 25, 2007
10:13 PM
Drip, drip, drip.
Crimson splats dot the dry, red track. "Ge Garisan" has gone. Crouching, waiting, poised as silent hawks. The kill is ripe.
Pound and pound round the bend they ran. Two stacked together. One awaits along. Out and out, two pull around a monstrous lap. Blazing, the sun strikes their backs. Blazing, their feet rip the track. Out and round they lean to left, creeping behind a silent threat. They and he aside. Out the curve they hug the white, out the curve they hug the bit line. Roars aplenty the two are foregone, poor the third for one last swansong. The wind is screaming, screeching, crying.
"Slow down!"
Fifty-nine not too plenty, perfect. The battle is over, number two is two. Down, left down to go but two is still two. One is one but how high, how out a one? Demons flashing, wailing, moaning. Hips a-wrecking down, left down. In line with the line, yellow line, white line. Imps are coursing through the veins but the gates are still holding, the white line in sight. Flex, tense, drop-off.
Through the tape, a twist of the wrist. Sweet saliva, stemless elation. O, the legs are heavy, yet steps are light and soft. O, the mind is swirling, but with colours of gold and red.
No, no. The battle ignited by the fighter's creed. Silence no more, the silence is heard. Jaws of silver sink into red. Bloodied pushing, bleeding roots. Oh the mighty fall this day.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
9:06 PM
this is a follow up to yesterday's post and yet again, to start off,
as i've said my bowels nowadays have somehow just mysteriously somehow acquired my speed and have been releasing more than its fair, daily share of organic human waste matter or, sai.
today as i visited yet again the cleanest toilet in the vicinity of the track which is the squash court toilets i was disgusted at the state of the toilet seat
it is imaginable how some cannot aim their pee properly but at today's sight i am extremely perplexed at how some miss their shit
ding ding ding 100 points yes that is correct there was sai on the seat of the sai pit albeit only a few crumbs but enough to gross the shit back into me also the shit had obviously matured and was rock solid, stuck to the seat not exactly rock, but enough to prevent my measly piece of toilet paper from wiping it off
in the end it was hopeless cuz while some could be rubbed off they left a brown trail in their absence which was somewhat even worse however the shit was riproaring ready to soar on wings like flying pigs
therefore in a moment of genius i pulled out even more toilet paper and made an improvished toilet seat cover and shat my shit happily
but from this we can very obviously see that there are ppl out there who are a shame not only to man but woman alike shame on u all. grr.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
10:07 PM
it is with deepest regrets that i have to blog an entry such as this one but i've had enough, just enough of ppl peeing on the toilet seats
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with that done, we have laid down the underlying theme and sentiments to this extremely serious blog entry
it has now become my inherent habit and almost a ritual to, before i lay my stunning butt on the toilet bowl to take a crap, do a professional cleaners job and clean the pee-infested toilet seat with a measly, ineffective piece of toilet paper
this complaint comes at a time when my bowels have somehow sped up and i take a shit one time too many a day for no particular reason i can think of
it also adds to the frustration when the waste matter that resides in my humble home for the shit a.k.a. the anus is filled to its smelliest brim, when the shit is screaming in agony to be released as a wrongly-accused prisoner would , and also when the outraged shit is disgruntled at the lack of space and overcrowding and begins to tear through my fragile piece of flesh which i would like to call - "the gate"
but enough about the gate this entry is dedicated to he who is not a marksman
it is sad and a completely utter disgrace to males for these boh boh shooters to anyhow spray their pee on toilet seats. this is despite on the average a couple of decades of regular daily training i say to you: use a straw not to bring up the liquid but to release if u think its too painful pls do use the urinal instead where it is at point blank range and far easier to aim
yet it is evident in public toilets nowadays that some do miss at point blank range like cristiano ronaldo not the pee, but a shot at goal i remembered that hit the floodlights instead of the goal 2m away. toilet floors burn and rot from these acidic pee and its lucrid odour does at times do enough to stop all that raging faeces from coming out
perhaps this entry might have been not so serious "yes this is entertainment, but the hazards are real." if u cant shoot straight, pls, try it at home.
Monday, March 05, 2007
10:59 PM
i've never really understood what anger is i also thought it was, to all degrees, controllable.
so for since i started to remember i always sought to control it but i found that there was no such need to it's not so much a lack of a temper because deep down i get pissed and aggressive from say time to time but i guess it was more of a nonchalance
but since then my temper has escalated though still better than most i know we're all a bunch of angry ppl i guess but that didnt matter i didnt care
until i did have to care the ppl around me, the ones that really mattered held blazing angers in them to put it in a line, it was something i disregarded completely in the ppl i regarded immensely importantly
i never could fathom why one couldn't control anger but it didnt matter for a very long time however soon it became apparent that i could not live in a temperless world
i believe that it takes the strongest to hold their tempers because it is just too easy to release one i believe that it is the wisest who keep their angers in check because it destroys the greatest things the things that took so long to build the things that we hold dear to our hearts the only things that we have left
but that is only for me to believe in and accept
Sunday, February 11, 2007
8:27 PM
whilst streaming down the ECP yesterday trying in vain and screaming in agony drowned in desperate tears as cab after cab flashed passed but never stopped i grew again as a person
it is always my belief that troubles are meant to grow you whenever you're hurt, whenever you feel pain inside whenever you cry you grow
being a christian it is also my firm belief that God knows how much you can take else he would send you an angel as he had sent me 2 yesterday in any case i trust my God grew me again while it is easy for sceptics and atheists to draw upon the examples of building jumpers and mental patients i say it is God's plan while that is not concrete to say the least i think if we could understand we might as well be God and if everything were in place to believe in a God what then is the value of faith?
but even as i mulled over the distress my limit was to be stretched i was to be dealt another blow as i slumped shattered along one underpass a sensation came all of a sudden i felt a need to move, to go somewhere i then crossed paths with a gentleman at that brief moment we saw each other something twitched in me and i believe twitched in him as well we parted, only for another 10minutes when i found my wallet had fallen out my bag and so i managed to meet him at a bus stop when he could otherwise have: (1) taken the wallet (2) went to the opposite bus stop (3) do his usual afternoon run (4) mail it to me (5) gone to the correct bus stop
not only did he return my wallet he sensed something not at peace in me and for that brief period i unloaded everything
yet the damage was still whole though i knew i could recover myself some gap somewhere would never close so again i slumped at the steps outside katong cc
but she left church and with what little she had left she spent it on a cab and came to sit alongside me outside katong cc that gap could not remain unhealed
at the end of the day my mortal wounds are healed as Jesus had healed ages ago and i grew stronger as a person now i can better look strife in the eye and stand against the current of adversity
how are you coping today?
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
10:15 PM
kevin choy ng! turns 18 today! today was the culmination of the many, long days months! of preparation
it all started very very long ago i emphasize on the very which started calling citycab a.k.a. uncle ng whether nice wld stay home or stay boarding den the calling of ccw ask if can go boarding then the planning of the present and finally, the plan to make a big hoohah over vic's bdae and keep nice's one quiet
only i think nice didnt realise the quiet part but apart from that everything went quite well here's the breakdown to nice's alchoholability age
Project Nice 18 : 30 January 2007'
Project Co-ordinator: (DPM) Low Xide
-Mission one "Guard The Relic" implications: Kevin Ng not to see present objective1: deliever to Sebastian Koh via Victor Tan objective2: avoid Kevin Ng agent: (BGL) Kenneth Khing method: wake up 20mins earlier, come sch earlier --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission two "Complete the puzzle" implications: ZhangZhiming & GaryLim unaware of plans objective1: get Zhang & Lim to write on present objective2: avoid Kevin Ng agent: (PM-in-trng) Sebastian Koh method: Kevin Ng too stupid to know, just seek out targets --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission three "Plough The Land" implications: Kenneth Khing to end school 1 hr later objective1: stop Kevin Ng from going home objective2: delay Kevin Ng's return to boarding agent: (MOP) Kenneth Seet method: slow, slow, very very slow long run --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission four "Lay The Mines" implications: limited time, limited boarding space objective1: hide present objective2: notify Kevin Ng of present's presence objective3: hide selves for surprise agents: (DPM) Low Xide, (DIC) Victor Tan method: Place present under Kevin Ng's bed ______ Write note on displaced Macbook ______ Hide in the toilet --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission five "Timed Strike" implications: Kevin Ng might be too stupid to read MacBook objective1: know when Kevin Ng is in the room objective2: surprise him without being exposed in toilet agents: (PM-in-trng) Sebastian Koh, (DPM) Low Xide, (BGL) Kenneth Khing, (DIC) Victor Tan, (Auds) Lee Changming method: just whack --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Bonus Mission (unlock with presence of Victor Tan) "Assasinate The President" implications: not birthday-like objective1: decimate Kevin Ng's nipples objective2: smash something through Kevin Ng objective3: flatten Kevin Ng agent: (DIC)/(Chief) Victor Tan and gang method: twist with pliers and exchange ______ smash present through Kevin Ng ______ taupok, extremely terribly --------MISSION NOT UNDERTAKEN--------
Monday, January 29, 2007
10:58 PM
i want to blog but there's ntg to blog abt so long neh blog le should have smtg to blog abt but maybe lose the magic touch alr
anw im just blogging for the sake of blogging for all my fans out there awaiting eagerly for my next and next and next entries hanging onto every one of my magnificent and wisdom-filled words
life for now though has been hectic but relatively smooth the work is still ever present is still fall like rain and comes whenever teacher pui saliva but that isn't really that huge a problem so schools ok
training on the other hand has been marvelo-fantabulous is got the hweeling not just me but also the rest hweel super positive abt this year oso seems God has put everything in place but i guess we will never know till d-day but for now is just cruz-ing for us and hweeling hwine hwor now
dance is just as busy we've only so little time to practice for y=mx+c think its really good though should be better than launch
newaez thats all for now tomorrow is another day duh
Saturday, January 20, 2007
1:33 AM
this comp is up and thus marked the completion of my house moving
plenty plenty is have happened between my last post and now happy happy sad sad nice nice not nice
it is a tale too many to tell
therefore they shall not be told and hopefully my wonder brain will be able to remember every bit of it
tomorrow however will be a busy day actually initially is originally not supposedly to be busy one ang afternoon call me tomorrow go make notice board like early early morning sun havent come up shine on pi gu yet
then after that wearing sch u go church han thinking is confirm praying for sch i think so too pity her la have to parade around in - The Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School girls uniform summore dunno how yeo convince her to wear the scarf then he and jason wear the bomber tmr ppl see alr really got urge to pray for us
need sleep now not typing coherensly later oversleep notice board making
Sunday, December 24, 2006
10:09 PM
merry xmas eve!
now is still moving house so simple xmas dinner but i tot it was the bestest so far
xmas dinner isnt abt the food ok maybe sometimes is many times is but not everytime unless of cuz u are victor tan cuz must have good good food to sustain the sicklett trng wkload
but if u are not (thank heavens) then it is often not so much about the food but perhaps for some it is hard to understand
anw this shldnt be here on xmas eve but i just had to blog about it
ever smelt rotten eggs?
i had 2 eggs packed in a container a few days back they were supposed to be my pre-trng food but in the end they became my stay on table for 4 days food it is then by no coincidence that a stale, fart smelling stench pervaded my room at the end of that 4 days for a moment i though i had went another level and attained the perma-fart but it was not to be
why would i share such a story one might ask haha because xmas ma, so sharing lor
merry xmas everybody
Friday, December 22, 2006
10:31 PM
today after taking a fast canal run i sat there talking to quak and alan
i remembered talking about running i mean, what else could we have talked abt
then from the corner of my eye just behind quak i saw it
it shot straight at us its shadow silhouetted against the red track moving at an inhuman pace the black figure approached with menace never touching the ground
flanking quak, it headed for my head with a quick wave of my hand i attempted to cast a spell on it in hope that it would be repelled from my presence to my horror, it was magic resistant
the abomination rested upon my head i could feel its claws ramaging about my crown in one swift motion of the hand i applied my awesome force on the figure promptly clearing the danger
sensing my superior strength it fled at kenneth khing pace victor tan distance
stupid bird stay away from my head
Thursday, December 21, 2006
11:11 PM
ok updated the links and for those of you who dunno where the links are very much shaming on yous
its on the right under swim around click on your father friends
tsk.
1:02 AM
ooo new blogger not using it yet though still waiting for the transition to take place
transition? that's been a recurring theme this year transitions all over the place
transition from last minute mug like crazy O's to whack all year round till ur guts fall out then put them back and whack them out again IB
transition from captaining blackyellow tkk to captaining blueyellow svm to stepping down from captainship altogether
transition from 3 years of corrupt prefecthood to normal, plain, ugly tie wearing student body
transition to the spanking new, overly tall, overly cold, overly mechanic but superior feely IB building
transition from one church to now not one, but two
transition from thong soon back to bedok, again
and transition from boyhood to manhood
the last one was just for fun to make the list longer cuz u cant become twice as man if u're in my position just isn't fair to the rest of mankind anw
there are of course stuff that didnt go through much change like how i still pown all u acx punks at dota and polo like polo today and dota which no one NO ONE dared to play
my stunning good looks that could not have gotten better cuz again not fair
then there's also my faultless modesty yes modesty u heard me right that still remains intact for all to see and be in awe of
but truly, this year has been one of massive transitions, rapid transitions. 2006 has been a Mass, Rapid, Transition year shutup its 10/10
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
10:49 PM
today as i walked out of the house i was startled like how a flood startles u i witnessed a flood in flood-free singapore
once upon a time, outside my house by the petrol station, lived a drain and in the drain, lived pierce reservoir water but one day (today) a bad witch came and cast a spell over it and from that day on (till the end of today) there was a drain that lived in pierce reservoir water
it completely vanished and the water was pouring in from the reservoir so much so the cars on the other side of the road broke down and trapped the drivers in them
then in the afternoon radio say my hse there kena flood until waist high my first concerns went out to my toe high comp and my hip bone high ps2 fortunately i am still able to be typing here and therefore i would like to thank the senior admin for their undying support for which without none would have been possible ... to god be the glory the best is yet to be
Monday, December 18, 2006
9:33 PM
jingle feet jingle feet jingle all the way oh what fun it is to ride on those 3:18s today, hey!
yes they have come the terror that is the 3:18s have come to haunt and curse every member of acx and acjcxc it is now truly the end
anw went out with kev today go do xmas shopping we talked many the manys with 2 quotes of the day revelation that rachel is cuter than him and something else during dinner that struck him a tad too late some 4 or 5 years late dating back to his puberty
what we talked about was... extremely intruiging smtg xide would give an arm, a leg and well, a head to know and fathom unfortunately he will not be able to give up his anatomy this time round cuz it is about nice and so i cannot divulge anything but i shall gloat over the knowledge that i know smtg he does not and will find every opportunity to fan his curiosity but never to reveal the secret for the day the great truth is unveiled will be the day that nice encounters a rapid breakdown of his molecular and cellular structure in other words he will be dead meat, veggie and fruit but of course, xide will never know...
Sunday, December 17, 2006
10:09 PM
C is for cookie! its good for you and me!
had this poem like last year ard this time and i still have the same message this time rd and its for one lost puppy wandering out in the cold sewers
without further a due i bring to you my wonderful poem crafted by my fantabulous mind typed by my stupendous fingers and made with a double portion of my unending love
but when it comes again you look back and see those times you had before you came free were the best you had the exchange was worth your time your effort your very love and despite the doom you might come to face you look at it you tongue the taste you wonder if it'll come to naught you wonder if it's love you caught then you decide why not i'll try again think back and forth you'll see its worth the pain
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
10:48 PM
hu hua. back from church camp. camp was quite chee kah boom this time is got the many many powsderful things
anw just heard the song vic posted on fastfasterfastest. the lyrics looked good but it sounds like a christmas carol gone wrong. horriblys wrong.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
9:39 PM
On the 3rd of December, 2006, a group of fantabulous runners from the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School cross-country team and the Anglo-Chinese Junior College cross-country team assembled in the Adelphi multi-storey carpark in the wee hours of the said morning. This gathering of the greats was to prepare for the Singapore Standard Chartered Marathon 2006.
However, as always, one member of the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School cross-country team, more intimately known as acX, would always be inexplicably late. Previously, the record was held by Jonathan Lim with a record of 24 minutes. This year, Farhan Abdulrashid smashed the record with a new time of 33 minutes, establishing himself as the new come-late king, proving himself a worthy successor to the late Christopher Tay, man of hour deficiencies.
This time round however, acX had members taking part in different races. They were the halfies (21km) and the minis (10km). The halfies, also known as noobs, comprised of Prime Minister Kevin Ng, Deputy Prime Minister Low Xide and MOP (not Member Of Parliament) Kenneth Seet. The minis were basically, the rest, with the outstanding Kenneth Khing leading the charge.
Eventually, the noobs did well. Kevin Ng, despite shitting the heavens and the hells during the run, (note: NO TOILET PAPER) came in 1:27, ahead of the unsprintable Kenneth Seet coming in at 1:28. Low Xide kept rolling, and bounced in at 1:35, an extremely commendable effort.
The minis were fast. And that was all. Kenneth Khing was knocked unconsious by jealous kenyans at the starting line and fainted for a good 40 minutes. Once awake, he staggered the full 10km in 2mins, but the gap was too much to catch and he ended up getting powned.
This report would also like to cheer on Victor Tan, who is still on his 1874658873849841878942210059810048789120 km run till this date. For the unenlightened, this race distance is known as the sicklett run, but in Victor Tan terms would be known as a stroll from the toilet bowl to the sink.
Monday, November 27, 2006
11:36 PM
"here comes a big one" the two half-crouch, anticipating the approachinbg juggernaut. it zips past them, causing shockwaves of water in its wake to come at the two. with precise judgement and stupendous athletism, they leap high into the air, expertly avoiding the treacherous waves.
but that was not to be
"wah shit big one big one lai liao lai liao" the lumbering bus speeds towards them at break neck speed, parting the puddles and conjuring up waves of dirty water that swallowed pavements. as the waves approached, the pair hopped meekly into the air, trying in vain to keep dry amidst all the splashing and slushing, much to the amusement of the passengers in the passing buses. "nb ccb kena already la"
and that was the story of how xide and i tried to keep dry
trapped under the overhead train tracks at bt timah, the rain poured down as curtains on either side soon, the roads began to flood with water and traffic which inevitably led to vehicle-splash-man xide and i cowered under the shelter of the bridge jumping over every splash that came our way xide cursed the living daylights out of the undead while i, being immensely cultured, kept veeerrrryyyy quiet. shhhh.
all was bleak until xides maid, in an act of splendid initiative and armed with not one but two umbrellas found us in our miserable state
xide said it but i'll say it again give the woman a pay rise man
Friday, November 24, 2006
11:25 PM
1 word - OH MY SHIT
hmmm. 1... 2... 3... err 3 words. but the truth bears repeating - OH MY SHIT
and oh my shit is right why? because kenneth seet has struck
i await with abated breath to see seet's next move then i will decide to strike or not
depending on the subject's course of action, the next 6 entries in this blog will become dedicated to hurling insults at one very special kenneth seet
one word man seet - delete
Thursday, November 23, 2006
12:45 PM
i just read seet's blog about his 2yr cross journey thus far
it stirred up something in me which prompted me to blog this
he's right it has been a long, 2 years since he came you know ppl say when u're having fun, time flies. mmm. k that didnt come out right. ok la seet's not that bad la. but still abit bad. just abit.
to make things clear, apart from being yr5, seet's a junior in everything cross. in fact, he's a december baby so he's still junior
he's been around for 2yrs while the cabinet 5. he's noob at sprinting, dota and soccer, not to mention everything else we do even in the long distance running department cuz victor tan powns us all
but of course, ib teaches us to show both sides for that, he does top our charts for the "most likely member to have sex"
but being junior doesn't really matter at all being part of the team does it doesnt matter if you're a big piece or a small one we all form the complete jigzaw that is acx we all matter. and you all matter.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
11:31 PM
for every highly paid model there is one that works for free not for the lack of looks but for the abundance of kindness
and that model is me nah just kidding or am i leading u to thinking that im kidding you?
it all started one day when mr low, not his real name, father of low xide, also not his real name, decided to diversify his income by setting up a new handphone company is that right?
anw, models were needed for advertising but perhaps too costly for a budding company therefore low xide was deployed to scouse the land for willing but able volunteers and eventually chanced, stupendously chanced upon the gems that turned up namely, and very importantly, me. of course there were also vish, caijing jingci and sam (is that it?) to give the man credit, i would include him as a gem as well
for every selected model there is one unselected one not for the lack of assignments but for the abundance of desperation
and that came in the form of (not their real names) seet, victor, nice and changming/audds/him/her/it/idunknow and especially nice and audds who came, sat for a few hours and went home the other two just appeared and pigged alot. ALOT.
newaez the meeting time was 0930 which was terribly early considering we put make up only at around 11 and that the entire thing started - the thing being an initial photoshoot that unfolded into a full scale clip that goes on i dunno where by i dunno who starting i dunno when - at only 2pm. ONLY. nbccb
anw it was quite fun apparently only for me the rest didnt really enjoy it esp for xide who looked really scared of the cam i didnt have to do much tho just sleep on the couch and look stupid
so anw, perhaps to the digust of my fellow crew i will post the clip here when its up so wait. patiencely.
11:31 PM
for every highly paid model there is one that works for free not for the lack of looks but for the abundance of kindness
and that model is me nah just kidding or am i leading u to thinking that im kidding you?
it all started one day when mr low, not his real name, father of low xide, also not his real name, decided to diversify his income by setting up a new handphone company is that right?
anw, models were needed for advertising but perhaps too costly for a budding company therefore low xide was deployed to scouse the land for willing but able volunteers and eventually chanced, stupendously chanced upon the gems that turned up namely, and very importantly, me. of course there were also vish, caijing jingci and sam (is that it?) to give the man credit, i would include him as a gem as well
for every selected model there is one unselected one not for the lack of assignments but for the abundance of desperation
and that came in the form of (not their real names) seet, victor, nice and changming/audds/him/her/it/idunknow and especially nice and audds who came, sat for a few hours and went home the other two just appeared and pigged alot. ALOT.
newaez the meeting time was 0930 which was terribly early considering we put make up only at around 11 and that the entire thing started - the thing being an initial photoshoot that unfolded into a full scale clip that goes on i dunno where by i dunno who starting i dunno when - at only 2pm. ONLY. nbccb
anw it was quite fun apparently only for me the rest didnt really enjoy it esp for xide who looked really scared of the cam i didnt have to do much tho just sleep on the couch and look stupid
so anw, perhaps to the digust of my fellow crew i will post the clip here when its up so wait. patiently.
Monday, November 20, 2006
10:03 PM
i feel like blogging today but i dunno what to blog about. today there was training, lanning, and going home but i dun feel like blogging about any of them. they were eventful and mostly funful, but for some reason i cannot explain myself i dun feel like blogging about those. instead i would like to blog on something deeper, something that would boost my ego when ppl read and say wahhhh chims sia. however no such topic floats in my mind as of now and truth to be told, rarely ever does. perhaps that is my own deep thought. i think so deeply i realise it is useless to think deeply. hmmm. i'm contradicting myself, but that in itself is questionable and i think it qualifies as deep. perhaps i am a budding philosopher. if u dun think so then it could be due to the superficiality of your feeble mind that u cannot see the magnificence of my wonderful and splendid intellect. there. i am deep. deeper than the oceans that stretch themselves over the earth, deeper than the assholes that exist on total assholes on the surface of this planet. and that is really deep.
but alas, i am kidding myself. i possess no such genius. or so i am trying to lead u to think. a-hah. could it be a trap that i am laying that would cause you to underestimate me as did stalin's opponents that would result in my eventual rise to whatever power i am hoping to achieve. or it could be not.
i realise it has been a bore reading this post and i assure you it is not the end. some call me the epitomy of rubbish and boredom, yet some percieve it as words of wisdom that most cannot fathom. whatever the case, you are tired of reading this entry, and will be deterred because you see how long this entry is. as i typed the previous sentence you realise there was nothing beneath it, and displays my faultless prediction of the things that are to come. i will type alot.
there are many things i thread closely on in life. i believe in diffusion, i believe in the way nature works. i believe that to stop an egg from falling off the table to the floor, put the egg on the floor. i believe in balance, which is in effect, diffusion. and i also believe that i can change anything. mostly. some mostly. which brings me to the end of this entry.
by now you would have been diffused by this entry. some of me going into you. notice nothing is coming from you to me. therefore by my way of life, i am diffusing into you, and that can only mean i have a higher concentration of wisdom than u do. or rubbish. but i prefer to call my nonsense wisdom because no one said nonsense wasn't wisdom.
but now i have yet again contradicted myself. at the end of the paragraph before this, i said i was at the end of the entry. but i am not. and this shows my inability to predict future happenings. which contradicts myself. the following paragraph will illustrate the pattern that i am thinking along as i blog this entry.
this is a word. but that was a phrase. which... has turned into a sentence. but i have just reached a few lines. but hey look, i've typed a paragraph. and as i type, it just gets longer and longer and longer and longer. oh look it's a very long paragraph. perhaps it will soon qualify as an essay. and by the word of the prophesy this shall become a novel!
and this was not a novel. if u are not confused by this entry i applaud your will to remain sane. or to remain insane. ah-hah. i think this entry is very useful for tok. ibo should adopt this extract for textbook reference.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
7:02 PM
today i met many peoples while i was out im blogging about it cuz its the most ever in one day here's how it started
i wash my hands at harbourfront mrt toilet a familiar figure wearing toysrus shirt approaches clement, who used to look more yandao greeted me
as i began to exit harbourfront mrt a big, botak chimpanzee lumbered in my direction i saw the look of terror return to tiezheng's eyes as he chanced his eyes upon my wonderful splendour strafing and keeping to the wall, he hurled insults at me as he made his escape
exiting the floating bookshop at vivo i spot alistair giving out fliers he looks at me and for at least 6 seconds ransacks his mind to remember who i was before acknowledging my wonderful presence
with him, but formerly unnoticed due to the covering tentage, was the bane of all eyes bose
just seconds later as i descended from the stairs a few of the council sat there, staring at me, calling my name at least 12 times before i realised and responded
next up the escalator at vivo was charissa i-dun-come-for-training
sitting there and just being asked to do a survey someone out of sight suddenly plopped beside me strangely closely i turned, and to the dazzle of my eyes was darren chiew with his piercing complexion that stunned my pupils and placed in me a sudden desire to buy oakleys for that, he was divinely punished and was made to do the survey as well
finally sitting at queensway bus stop my sweeping eyes caught sight of jordan tan, who made me grateful for eyelids to cover one's sight. his unusually inanimated self brought back memories where classmates claimed he was quieter with girls around hmmm. history class no girls meh?
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
10:29 PM
this morning was a mad rush to school i was late for history re-exam
amidst all the rushing, i found time to despair, shaking my head thinking "im history man"
at 0810, i was 10mins late with tenacity like fart released after 20mins of holding in, i ran like a cheetah after whatever it eats towards the designated classroom i pounced on the door handle like a rugby player towards the touchline and pressed it down like a horny man on his lover's lalala
lo and behold
the classroom was dead empty i was 3 hrs early !@#$%^&*()_+{}|:"<<> oh sorry cockroach ran across the keyboard while i was holding down the shift button
fast forward to after re-exam
joined the ppl doing cas to go beyond the borders of the school to do the beyond borders cas project a familiar knock on hdb door and ask for newspaper and clothes project
we scoured the plains of dover rise scaling stairs and lugging the collections all the while with a smile on our jolly faces listening to ian cheong talk in his dillusional world with his own voice resonating in a land where the little ian cheongs ran amock
disturbing imagery
anw block 1 was rather interesting 11-309 held a resident familiar to the acx family our infant assistant coach, paulus or balless as seet calls him (although kenneth seet also doubles up as cannot shit) opened the door to low xide's knocks
also, there was this unbelievable stack of newspapers lying beside the stairs it had more volume than seet's body k i was tempted to use victor tan but i have to be honest, the hdb wasnt made from newspaper anw that pile of papers had us call in the holy relic also known as the school trolley to carry it away
fast forward to after cas
seet nice and xide embarked on their respective missions to snip off as much hair as they could from each others head it all started with kevin cutting off ppls hair sniggering all the while like the sneaky mut he is seet and xide basically took revenge and eventually they cut each other's hair in the cross fire
obvious blades of blunt hair stood out from the respective heads and one unfortunate testicle kenneth khing, with his unfaulted positioning and manouevering abilities, avoided all attempts by the 3 musketeers to cut his hair the closest any of them came was a move by kenneth seet who would have succeeded if not for the lack of sprinting practice evident during training, chasing of bus 74 at holland v and of course in the case of chasing after my perfect pantene hair the times he did manage to get someone's hair, was all due to his ability to blink strike cuz he's too short to spot
fast forward somemore
made an uneusual trip to nice's house played with nice, xide and nice friends at nice house had some nice plays, nice kicks and some nice balls going around fun fun + fun
fast forward
khing sleeps
rewind
khing clicks on publish post *click!*
Thursday, November 09, 2006
6:19 AM
its 6 plus now in the morning and the handful of us are at xide's house theres was potluck for dinner at first there was an idiot who volunteered to bring apples but in the end it turned out to be cookies not so idiot but stupid nonetheless i bet they were bought
anw we played games too i for one played too much dota its easy to play alot when u win WIN YES WIN just a few small losses here and there not much la 2 to xide, 1 to kevin (with xide), 2 to horny its a very respectable ratio and i'm proud of it
its 6am and my brains not functioning properly which means now im at my most logically sound which tells me that i should sleep now cuz there's tuition to come soon. very soon. even as i type this entry, tuition draws close. i can feel it now. it feels like something ppl never really put in words i dun wan go tuition la so heng one... one after the other last times also liddat
im hungry. will pester xide now. after. i. take. a. short. nap.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
4:37 PM
tempy change tempy change tot bloggy was due a set of new clothes the last i change tempy was 20april05 which, is quite long ago
anw nice not the drawing not very ideal but its quite some effort maybe i'll change it after a while but for now, it'll stay this way and its not random scribble k!
Monday, October 30, 2006
12:18 AM
today i took sora out for a ride since i havent talked abt sora since dunno when i believe some of you dunno who sora is sora's my bike and yes my bike has a name
so anw i cycled from home to the zoo again it took 15 mins but i wanted to cycle an hour so i tot i would cycle for another 15mins then turning back homes wah 1 hour cycling ah? quite tough right i tot so oso. so i lowered the gears then suddenly ... ... ... (suspenseful silence) ... ... ..zzzz zz....! oh yes suddenly the thingy that changes gears suddenly came loose and kena the cogs issit the deraileur? or is deraileur the change ring one err anw the thingy that changes gears suddenlys began to spin freely all over my bike loci bike chain the it got stuck and the chain slit its wires basically the whole thing went crazy
so i stops under the flyover and tried to fix it for 40mins my fingers got all black and sticky from the grease but to no avail i just didnt have the bike-tical knowledge to repair it so i just locked it up
with my proneness to ankle injuries and the instability of the cycling shoe which resembles an inverse high heel shoe i stripped my foot and with my helmet and shoes in hand, i ran to the 138 bus stop
i had 2 $1 coins in my pocket but as i ran and my foot rammed against the floor albeit against a few painful stones, the runner inside called out it felt sooooo good so i ran home ok la got walk abit some places cannot run one but it felt soooo good until my foot started to hurt so for the first time, i was quite happy to see the mandai crematorium
so much for today
today, i take a lesson from my sister's experience as the saying goes kiang tio ho, mai keh kiang in case some of u tink thats latin or some cheem language its hokkien is meaning clever good enough liao, dun act clever
Saturday, October 28, 2006
3:33 AM
this entry is entirely dedicated to reminding myself of school things to do during the holidays
enter soldier and officer solider: sir! officer: tok. soldier: medea and gabbler have gotten away. officer: fan out and search, put the ee squad on patrol with their dragonlances. soldier: how about anna and ms julie? officer: send CASper after them... make sure he stays invisible. solder: yes sir. officer: i want them history all over again... re-history... solider: yes sir, but how about the press. officer: say nothing. i want them history internally. assess your answers before you give them. solider: yes sir. officer: anything else? soldier: no sir. officer: very well.
on wednesday our sch had the chinese karaoke competition for the first time, i was involved i had tried in sec1-3 already and finally this year, i came through
eventually, i gave a sterling retro performance and came 2nd
it's been very special for me and im missing it, though it lasted only over 3 days all the rehearsal, the searching for that elusive vcd, shopping for retro wear and eventually performing all stood out for me in my life
i remember being so unprepared for the auditions chionging to library to search and print the lyrics to a song i just learnt the night before then i sang it one octave lower for safety and thereafter worrying over the exam period
i was really happy when i found i qualified and from there i began serious preparation
my song dated back to the 40s and was damn tough to find but eventually i came to this shop with this super zai uncle who remembered every single song in his shop and pulled out that disk the song was sung by many ppl and i told myself anyone would do just as long as i could get to sing it but when the uncle pulled out the disk it was the singer i wanted it was perfect
the first rehearsal involved standing on stage to sing ok that was obvious but i want to have things here clear so when i read this again everything would be very vivid anw singing on the stage was very much easier for some reason maybe its just me but for once i could control my vibrato properly but i was off-beat and needed plenty of practise
rehearsal two was rather similar still off-beat, but not as serious
then i spent the rest of that day looking for all the retro stuff at bugis i had from the start a very clear picture of what i wanted to look like tight, flowered, long sleeved shirt, gold rimmed, BIG sunglasses and a pair of leather shoes to go with my black pants each time i found them, they were perfect and i was really excited as i pasted them onto my body, i had another vision and it was also very good i grabbed my tube of gel and flattened my hair, side parting
then came wednesday i was scheduled as the last singer, after justin and fuiyi that meant two things : i was to come on when ppl were getting restless i had to sing after the 2 ppl i thought were very good
backstage, i cut a figure of tranquil, confidence and calm offering support and coolness to the more jumpy ones but inside, i was an ant on a hot wok i was very scared
then the event kick started it was perfect when they flashed my picture, they stopped short of showing the song name it contributed to my element of surprise and well, humour it was all perfect
then one by one, ppl went out to sing that did nothing much to me, until fuiyi stepped out the past 2 days of rehearsal have been a nightmare for her she was always so afraid and always so on the brink of crying she couldnt remember her words, nor could she follow the music even though we assured her that her voice was very nice to hear, which was true cuz it really gave me this fuzzy wuzzy warm feeling, she was still apprehensive, timid but then she stepped out to the unknown and from her voice it was obvious - she was being very brave although i admit i preferred her singing when she was scared, she showed 100% courage, something the audience could not see her performance brought again a smile to my face and my vision began to blur but maybe that was cuz i wasnt wearing my glasses but what it did do was calm me down. my confidence grew.
it was my turn. and from walking out retro-styled to hitting the right notes and the right vibratoes, it was all so perfect i was enjoying myself it was as if i stepped onto the track to race - i was in my element and so i sang
in the end though, i lost to justin some people said i should've won but i'm not so sure after all, i always felt justin would win it was disappointing, but i somehow felt happy, joyful
the thing is, initially, it was 100% justin but as i walked off that stage to the cheers of the crowd knowing that everything had been perfect i smiled, and said to myself "i have a chance" and that was enough for me
Friday, October 06, 2006
10:12 PM
as i was listen to mrbrown the speech good singrish pack got stark realisation kena me acherly is can setting up the singrish class for the foreigner is got they all want to learn good singrish one like bongard it will teaches them how not to sounding bad speaching singrish like bongard
i belief the foreign ppl is sometimes want to integration into singapore but the ang mor ness is the really the machiam hard to mai chup so thus therefores it necessary for they to speeching good singrish
"as a matter in fact", is form of service cuz helping those in needing helps one which meaning not hard to finds the teachers oso cuz can add inside the c.a.s. i think is really feastabile ones, ist works!
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
10:41 PM
nbccb is now obsolete move over! i shall now demonstrate my grasp on the newest funkiest swears
you gnp gdp nnp ni! expenditure income output you!
ah hah. there we go.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
1:07 AM
ACT 1 SCENE 1 {set on an 855 bus}
Enter Khing and Qiuting
Khing : Oh woe be me, my purse hath been misplaced
Qiuting : Serious, art thou?
Khing : Serious I be, fair lady. `tis a terrible befalling bestowed
Qiuting : Mayhaps thou might so uncover thine purse in thy shouldered burden?
Khing : Nay, it has been as shadows in daylight. I must taketh my leave and return swiftly. I bid thee farewell.
Qiuting : Alas, thou woe be my woe, thus woe be us both. Let us proceed to unboard thy carriage.
Khing : Then so be it, however thee deems fit.
[exit
ACT 2 SCENE 2
Khing and Qiuting runs towards serene centre
Qiuting : Hurry! May haste save thy purse!
Khing : (aside) Haps that lad at the bus stop hath my purse?
(to lad) Honourable stranger, by fortune, hath thou a purse see?
Lad : Nay. I be alone - man, dead or leather.
Khing : Ay, great thanks to thee, we shall re-embark on our journey.
Qiuting : Where hence thou last mind thine purse?
Khing : Mine thoughts are as the morning mist - all is unclear. No matter, we shall seek further.
Qiuting : Purse, o purse! Where art thou? We seeketh till we reveal, so much i vow!
[exit
ACT 1 SCENE 2 {set: serene centre}
Enter Khing, Marcus and rest of FUEL group (shell)
Khing : Good Marcus! What hath thou found?
Marcus : As much as a fish finds fire in water, i fear.
Khing : Whence could it be?
Marcus : Whence did thou last see?
Khing : Thy purse must be here. Yet it eludeth us all. How much mystery hath been planted into this.
Marcus : `tis grit we must hold now. For all things shall come to pass through Christ strength. Thou shall run with no weariness and no faint in footsteps. Onward, brothers!
Khing : Wait, ho! Thy memories floodeth back! O great fool, come now!
Marcus : Where now cow of brown?
Khing : `tis madness, this thought of mine. Yet mayhaps my purse be as McDonald refuse!
Marcus : What treachery is this? `tis far from sanity! Look, ho, lunar hath risen too mightily!
Khing : Nay! We shall proceed. This unholy grave shall we defile!
Marcus : A madman's wish but none shall i turn away. A favour too much to not risk astray!
[exit
ACT 2 SCENE 1 {set: Serence McDonalds rubbish bin}
Enter Khing, Qiuting, Marcus and rest of SHELL
Felix : Thy repulsive cestpool i shall uncover, there on thou be devoured.
Khing : `tis enough, i offer thee gratitude.
Felix uncovers bin
Khing : My purse i see! Oh great joy be me. Yet melancholy shall reek, as do my purse before me.
[exit
Wallet Goose Chase
-On the 855 yellow bus
Khing : Oei sia la. Wallet boh ke. Must be kah lao somewhere.
Qiuting: Wah jia lat. Liddat how. Is it in your bag?
Khing : No not there. I next stop get off. Bye bye.
Qiuting : I get off wif you la.
Khing : Ok la.
-Running back to serene centre
Qiuting : Faster la later wallet really gone.
Khing : (thinking) wah maybe that guai lan guy sitting at the bus stop kope my wallet
(to guy) aye fren got see wallet here not.
Guy : Err dun haf.
Khing : Orh ok thanks.
Qiuting : You remember where you last saw it not.
Khing : Cannot sia my mind bong cha cha.
-Serene Centre
Khing : Marcus! How?
Marcus : Don't have lei. We search already. Then also got ask the receptionist there.
Khing : Wah lau where could it be.
Marcus : Must be around here somewhere la.
Khing : Oh wait. I think I know where. Maybe i throw with my mcdonald meal.
-McDonald rubbish bin
Felix : Khing i take out the bin for you. After that you own your own ah.
Khing : Can can.
(felix pulls out bin)
Khing : Oh my son. It's here.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
9:27 PM
it's here. it's in the room. it's in the corner. it's right here with me. the moon illuminates it for me yet why cant they see it?
but no, it's out there it's out to get me. it's an entire nation after me it's the great empire of the exami yes... it's the exami nation. the moonlight is being shrouded by ominous clouds no... the moon... no...
it was a terrible day. all day i had spent locked up in that prison the prison that had cost 11.8million bucks to make all that money just to lock me in. no... they can't keep me... no.
everywhere my jail mates walked. there was no escape... we were all identified in our jail uniforms those hideous, gruesome uniforms... spawned from a warped concept a concept that had jaws that dripped blood our blood.. no... leave me alone
i still see it now the wardens' bloodied jaws gaped maliciously i see it... i see it... they claw at us, with each wound inflicted burdening us yet again especially now... since the examis are coming they're coming. moon oh moon. where art thou? the lunar be my light. the lunar be my might. the examis are coming. i know. my in mates know. i can see it in their eyes. daily they pick up their weapons... prepping for war. the examis are coming.
the moon is out again. i must bask in its brilliance again. moon oh moon.
Friday, September 15, 2006
10:28 PM
my trusty old deuter bag i bought at chiangmai in sec3 spoilt just a few days back the zip got zip like never zip the zip liddat zip already got hole one den all my barang barang kah lau from the side all come out
so these few days i use my white deuter bag dating p5. it was too small la for the amount of work i have to bring home it was buldging awkwardly
and thus today i made a trip down to bugis street scouring the crowded maze that shifted as time passed i covered every inch of bugis street all the while listening to extremely beng/lian songs like the hokkien version of lau shu ai da mi
finally i bought my bag pity they dun produce white backpacks again but anw i bought this really really big red bag and i put my old bag, my plastic bag of wet clothes and my shoes in it much space there was left red bag, upsize pls you could put a desktop comp into the bag sia i saw myself in some reflection and i looked like some primary skl kid lugging this ginormous bag around acherly can fit a primary skl kid inside oso... hmmm
Sunday, September 03, 2006
11:18 PM
blossomed wings arched in brilliant light goresome sight of one grand flight three wings one pair zero feathers none the nightmare
everything comes at once, nothing can be seen let me know in advance, anything so keen
withered wings wet with wild wind pierced petals pruning, pinned i'm not out of my mind but there is something that i've yet to find
create, animate and evolve excavate, advocate and dissolve what am i missing where have i not gone when will i be finding just what all went wrong?
Friday, September 01, 2006
11:57 AM
the other day i had a very peculiar experience it was the first time i had slept with my eyes open i've been able to sleep partially while standing so far but this was really eye wide open sleep, albeit light indeed, it was an eye opener
its happen during one economy crass
we were doing market failure i tink something that had calculations one oh yes gdp n gnp wells prior to econs i had an ultra long his story class which was ultra sapping so ultra, man
so anw i was engaged in a fiercesome battle with the Z monster zzzzz... it was mightily imba zzzzz... i was getting owned, pawned and whatever u can think of zzzzz... yet i stood ok sat in the face of adversity and persevered zzzzz... but soon it was gg zzzzz... the Z monster had just bought the skadi and had frost attacks ok la it was the air con but anw it made it very sleep conducive zzzzz... and thus i succumbed, though i still refused to close my eyes
there i was, resting my head against the back of my chair tucked snugly in my jacket sleeping with eyes wide open
i could see everything, but they didnt register into my mind the next thing i knew, i saw bernard low walking towards me but it was still not registering. the register had problems then he tapped me on the shoulder and i woke up with a start now i know... my start button is on my shoulder so anw i realised he had finished gdp and gnp oreddy but all i noticed was him walking towards me was quite cool i guess about 16 degrees to be precise someone should calm down the air con
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
10:21 PM
nbccb... somebody stole my econs textbook the verys expensiving economy textbook
as i left for math class the said economics textbook was laid on my extremely messy desk
and during that lesson my class was unful and unlocked
when i returned someone had performed a disappearing act on it but had conveniently ran out of mana to perform it on melvin's ipod which was lying on his neat and tidy table which was right beside mine this brings me to the conclusion that a gep did it and that the quantity supplied of the book is very low which is the reason why the price is so freaking high
well since im on the topic of econs i shall convey some of my thoughts here economically pls note that all concepts mentioned are fictional and should not be used to aid one in an examination situation and that all comments are to be taken with a pinch of salt (or not)
In this extract, the firms and their product, as bizzare as this sounds, are the girls and the consumers are the boys, restricted to only within the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccaulaurette World School.
The market structure of this particular industry is interesting as it is extremely ambiguos. In this essay, I will investigate this market structure and will provide, if any, suggestions to improve this industry.
The firms in this industry are small in sizes (not literally...) and come in relatively small numbers as compared to the amount of consumers. This inevitably means that there is a shortage of supply, which is the quantity of product a firm is willing to supply at any one time. This causes the supply curve to shift to the left as illustrated in the non-existant diagram that i cannot be bothered to draw. However there is not a high increase in price because the demand is highly price inelastic, which is the percentage change of demand due to a percentage change in price, as depicted by the fairly gentle gradient of the demand curve. Simply put, consumers are not willing to pay a very much higher price, which in this case is the willingness of the boys, to aquire these goods. This is due to the fact that there is an abundance of substitutes that can be acquired by consumers elsewhere. Also, the price inelasticity of the demand curve indicates that the goods produced are inferior goods and demand for these goods would fall as income, in this case ability to acquire substitues, of consumers increase. However to some consumers, there are a few dominant firms in the market as well, albeit very subjective.
Secondly, we see that barriers to entry are moderate. It is easy for firms to enter (or become) the industry. Certainly, there is no legal barrier to entry. Advertising is evident in the industry, but judging from the fall in demand, is not informative but rather persuasive and is yielding in fact, negative results. This is a strange phenomenon which sees not brand loyalty but brand hate surfacing in the midst of these advertisings. However the vast amount of capital required to purchase equipment (books), essential packaging (uniform) and government taxes (project 120) is perhaps a form of barrier to entry.
Thirdly, there is near perfect information. Information is spread rapidly across the market, and consumers quickly know when a product is available or not. This information also allows for firms to know what competing firms are doing. However, despite easy access to information, there is still the natural incentive for producers to invest in R&D (Research And Development) such as make up, pads and *ahem* enhancements. There is ability to invest in R&D as well, seeing how most firms are able to afford capital-intensive equipments, essential packagings and governments taxes.
Products shift invarialby and fluctuatingly between homogenous and differentiated. Homogenous because consumers cannot bear to look at many producers, which is emphasized further by the unflattering essential packaging. Products are also differentiated because, as mentioned earlier, there are few dominant firms in the market that produce unique goods. Indeed, even some homogenous producers produce unique goods, though they are often ignored and shunned.
Formal collusion is present in the market in terms of information. The rapid transfer of information between firms that occurs indefinitely allows firms to be aware of demand of the consumers. With this, producers are able to practise price discrimination, which is the disparity in price offered to a consumer under similar circumstances where the product would normally be priced at. Producers are able to raise the price to play hard to get or even lower it if these firms are in desperate need for revenue to recoup losses from their long-standing sub-normal profits. Dominant firms could even engage in 2nd degree price discrimination, which basically is the lowering of prices due to a purchase in bulk.
Therefore as can be seen, this market is not definable by conventional market structures. Instead, it is a market of its own and requires many assumptions to be made to assess this industry and many factors have to be taken technically. And especially technically. Hence, it shall be called technicpoly.
Currently, there are few feasible solutions to technicpoly but one such Welvin Mong has suggested to shape supply by murdering firms. Perhaps one could cause market failure in smaller firms and leave the dominant firms avaiable.
Word Count: TOO LAZY
Sunday, August 13, 2006
10:56 PM
i have finally attained the double the double ankle sprain but lady luck and uncle hengness has watched over me thus i still walk the land mesmerizing girls with my enchanted good looks bringing peace wherever i go and making the world a better place
anw as xide pointed out i now have more sprains than birthdays less birthdays than sprains i feel my ankles have matured way beyond myself and thus i will make a concerted effort from now on to seek advice and help from them whenever the need arises i will place my ears to my ankle bone during exams and they shall speak in place of my lips all hail the wise ankles
i think by the time i reach twenty i would have sprained the ankle sleeping i would dream of wrestling in the wwe and i will be about to deliever my special move - the crown jewel, to my arch nemesis, kurt angle but then he reacts swifty and sweeps at my feet then grabbing my ankle, he twists it at this point i would flip in bed and twist my ankle the wrong way
i think i have no equal in ankle spraining my time frame to sprain ratio should be a world record but fear not, i will not despair i will still continue to bring unrivalled joy into your lives albeit on crutches
Sunday, August 06, 2006
9:20 PM
On the 4th of August 2006, Friday, at approximately 3.45pm, the race for the Open category of the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaurette World School Annual Cross-Country Championships commenced.
With a rapid change of pace and switching of fleet feet, Kenneth Khing exploded off the starting line and raced to a great start. Realising that a sustained effort of equal velocity would imbalance and upset the competition, he slowed down to a walk. After many a while, Kevin Ng, huffing and puffing at the sheer pace of Khing, gradually caught up and tried to pull away. At this, Khing cantered into a jog, to keep up with the sprinting Ng.
One kilometer into the race, Khing noticed that his hair was out of place. He jogged over to the pond to have a look at his reflection and unhurriedly sculpted his mane, making sure that every strand of hair was in place. He then proceeded on with the race and caught Ng a good 646.8m within 4 minutes. Bored, Khing proceeded to run circles around the tiring and panting Ng.
"Thud, thud, thud". The sound of shoes pounding upon Mother Earth filled the forest, killing the silence. Then Khing heard another sound. He spun around and began to run backwards. Empty. Ng was the only person in sight, struggling to keep the blistering pace. The sound came again. It sounded like the crunching of bones. From the corner of his eye, Khing spotted the felling of a few thin willow trees. Through the debris, he picked out a monster measuring 7 inches by 6 feet by 6 feet, with 7 inches being the height. It was rummaging through the sparse vegetation, wielding a gleaming parang and hacking away at the greenery for it to pass. It was Victor Tan. On a motorcycle, no less, to match the unequalled speed of Khing. Then Khing was hit by a stark realisation. Ng had bribed Tan to weed out the competition.
Caught by surprise, Tan managed to plant the parang deep into Khing's heavily muscled thighs, but the great centrifugal force conjured up by Khing's fast rotating legs caused the parang to wriggle free and it spun out of control and whistled through the air, towards Tan. It caught Tan between the legs and he began to scream like a girl. Green lipids flowed out from between Tan's legs as he laid on the path, unconsious.
The damage, however, had been done. Khing could not continue the race on his feet. Thus he fell to the ground, and started to roll. But it was not to be. Khing was not accustomed to maneuvering his entire self along the ground. Although he still kept stride with Ng, he eventually fatigued and had to stop. Several long, long moments later, Low Xide and Kenneth Seet caught up. With sheer determination and grit, Khing started to crawl. Shaking off the pain that haunted his legs, he pulled himself forward with his arms, all the while taking up the entire running path with his bulging biceps. Eventually, he ousted Low and Seet to the finish, but it was not enough for gold. Sneakiness had won the day.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
11:01 PM
to quote the straits times, "We do not need to use bombastic words to speak good standard English" if my guess is right the target audience of that sentence was very likely aimed at those who dunno what the word bombastic means why not just use the word "big" instead?
to quote the paper again, "The principal of Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) says: 'We are constantly seeking more creative methods to teach our students, and we invite them to express their views, excercise their initiative and take part in a variety of activities outside class" HMMM. eh. i didnt say anything ah. i just said HMMM. i think HMMM shouldnt cause me to be thankful for not being expelled. HMMM. HMMMMM...
given a choice given a voice given a say given my way i would turn the cogs back i would paint the school black
just so i may this very day cause them to see what happened to me indifference, apathy i have learnt as much
care not or rebel cannot a repel i toss the sands i wash my hands
2:03 AM
recently a few i know have been infected by mrbrown's new hit single : sian the lyrics are really qool but the music is hypnothysingly sian quite gd tho.
im gonna be a music junkie and just post the lyrics here
sian-themrbrownshow
i tried to cook, but got burn by frying pan
mrt no "toot toot toot" nearly kena my hand
all the girls that i know, say only see me as friend
nabei lift at my block,just break down again
[chorus]
i wake up in the morning and i dunno who i am
i am sian... sian
i'm not happy i'm not sad, but i sure know what i am
i am sian... sian
i'm just walking down the street, and i dunno what to eat
i am sian... sian
every second every minute every hour everyday im sian
sian... how did i get so sian
got job interview, but got hole in my pants
go see show but the fella infront damn tall can
my pc kena virus and the toilet flush spoil
my brand new handphone kena drop in cooking oil
[chrous]
i...i'm so frus (x4)
sunny in the morning and its rainy in the night
i'm sian...
the weather cannot change and neither can my life
i'm sian...
i am talking to myself cuz there's really no one else
i'm sian...
i may think i have a choice but i really have no voice
i'm sian... how did i get so sian
indeed there is manys a thing to be sians about
what with grades not being fierce enough
sports not being golden enough
money no enough
or even third leg no long enough
there are so much to be sian about
but so long as there is a single zit of fun
in the teenage face of sianness,
there will be pulses, no, pus-es of joy
erupting forth and spreading like wildfire
across all complexion that is sian,
birthing yet more pimples of excitement
so i urgeth thee
to never despair at sianness
for that is tatamount to using
the fashwash of boredom
that will resulteth in a smooth, unvarying face of sian.
for there will always be someone with worse grades
overweight victors
poor xides
and short-legged seets around
who have more a reason to be sian
so remember
for as long as there is a pinch of shit
lying in the rectum of the anti-joy,
there will always be the pleasant fart of fun
that will pervade the ass
and give rise to stinking thrill
like how as long as there is a single fish of pleasure
in the ocean of sianness,
there will always be...
erm. u get the idea.
be happy =)
Sunday, July 23, 2006
8:56 PM
after many months in the Anglo-ChineseSchool(Independent)InternationalBaccalauretteWorldSchool i have come to see the many ugly sides of it there are already a number of drop outs some go to poly some stop studying entirely and there are many more such cases waiting to happen
there are many like i, or rather 3 but still alot cuz it takes most of my sch social life (i is nots a sociallite) that have half a mind (no not meanings we is half as crever) to jump ship to acjc but cannor ok not cannot but no ready i just had to put the cannor there
the way i see it it has to do with the failure to recognise that IB is an own-time curriculumn at least i feel it is if given insufficient own-time, we wld get owned pretty badly what with studying, reading of extra material (highly recommended by teachers), CAS, EE and the more eat energy (jia lat) of all, IAs on a regular 1640 day, any one would take up all the time that day not forgetting also that we all take 6 subjects and at least one CCA what happened to emulating the 36point avr IB sch in malaysia? they have 5 hours sch days and wednesdays totally off
people reading people doing children work you hear them crying they cant practice what you preach still gotta turn the other cheek father father father help us give us some guidiance from Above cuz ppl got me got me questioning where is the time?
and not to mention the entire image malfuntion though calls for a new tie were heard they were perhaps juuuussssstttt perhaps not heard rightly which resulted in... bleaurgh length of hair, which has no practical use is to me, too stringent and with these two points, i present my argument if the tie is to be forgiven because looks dun matter den long hair is just outward and dun matter but if image matters so much den get rid of the tie
of course there is so much more i can say but i'd rather save it for another day when i can have my way and proclaim to a wider audience and shout ni nabei
this is not a disgruntled voice nor an outraged individual it is a disgruntled, outraged, wildly peeved individual with a timebomb for a voice
Thursday, July 20, 2006
6:38 PM
yesterday was track&field finals which is often called track finals i feel field shld b given due credit afterall, the recent(and not so recent)championships have shown that a good field of field athletes can give victory in overall standings
anw i lent my talents to the 4x400 team ytd and my legs were used for the 2nd leg of the race which happens to be my favourite leg cuz other schools usually have their slowest leg for 2nd leg and therefore my leg would be faster than most legs which was very evident ytd cuz i had an easy time catching ok i was doing a fast fast time but if it wasnt for being 2nd leg i wouldnt really have caught them i guess
but really it was quite a simple job in fact i had so much to think abt instead of the race. i had this burning urge igniting within me to say hello to de cruz as i passed him however i tot that wld make me very guo pei so i just put more space between us and left him in my glorious sweat trail i guess thats friendlier and more amicable
the more significant event today however was the track dinner acjc's track dinner sorry acjc's track&field's dinner
err no not cuz of the food and stuffs but potentially the last of gatherings with the acjc crossers with the prospect of a leaving batch and coach and a separate training regime it could be the last time we came together ok so we didnt mix much at dinner either but heck the idea is there
oh btw cross in 9 months the bell will ring for he who believes
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
10:43 PM
somewhere in early june and thats a big somewhere because i dunno when i recieved a letter from the army go online and tell us you're studying, it said if u don, ITS THE END in caps, no less. ITS THE END
fast forward to today i havent applied for deferment which was due 26/6 so what is ITS THE END? i have to go for army medical check up 2ml and then shave botak and be part of the nation's defence force though i may qualify as protector of earth i dont really want to go NS just yet
i can hear it now...
kenneto is angry becos he want to disrup to study diproma in internasserner bakkalawlet but cannor...
so what did i do about ITS THE END? i had to call during recess in essence the call was like hi i do not want to be in the army yet and so say we all postpone the thing
in another separate incident i was talking to chan chee wei
"so how did u do for your races?" "uh. 2nd for 800" "congratulations!..." "thank you" then like how an unexpected sentence stuns you unexpectantly he continued his sentence that stunned me unexpectedly "...at least you didnt sprain your ankle"
there i stood, hand half out-reached, stunned memories of that fateful sprain flashed past me i saw myself there again crossing the line... raising my finger to heaven in jubilation taking that infamous tumble as i did and sprained thy ankle before raising my finger to heaven again... in half jubilation
"err. i sprained it after i crossed the line"
awkward silence. dead silence. brooding silence. lulling silence. thinking silence. whatever silence, this silence of ours.
"err. within boundaries la. sprain after race not so bad"
i have been scarred this picture, this motion picture no less will be with me all my life haunting me in my sleep shadowing me in my wake eating at me, slowly, silently and until i sprain my ankles no longer i will find no rest... i will find no rest... i will find no rest... its the ends la.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
3:31 PM
a bad race it was a bad race to see 2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3 but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run both saravan and i waited but we never ran cuz no one came to lead the pack so the race just came down to the last 100m where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race just another track race until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line and i raised my hand to God your glory oh father was what i said "well done my child now here's an ankle sprain" in that state of worship my spike nails chipped the rubbery track and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse qik qak ankle sprains but not to be deterred i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone, "oh khing got 2nd for his 800" "after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation" "..." "then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry because, he wan to disrup to study scorership in sprain ankle but cannor...
3:31 PM
a bad race it was a bad race to see 2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3 but not for poor year 5 me
it was a story of wait and run both saravan and i waited but we never ran cuz no one came to lead the pack so the race just came down to the last 100m where he had a 2 second head start
but it was just another race just another track race until of course, i crossed the finish
i broke past the white line and i raised my hand to God your glory oh father was what i said "well done my child now here's an ankle sprain" in that state of worship my spike nails chipped the rubbery track and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse qik qak ankle sprains but not to be deterred i raised my hand again
or as seet put it to xide through the phone, "oh khing got 2nd for his 800" "after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation" "..." "then he tripped and sprained his ankle"
kenneto is angry because, he wan to disrup to study scorership in sprain ankle but cannor...
Monday, July 10, 2006
6:46 AM
Dear Master,
It's been 3 long years since we started off and we've never looked back since. I can still vividly remember all the times we've had and all your life you shared. Be it the jokes, the times or even the rants - they're all so precious to me. Your impeccable blogging style and marvelous sense of humour have helped matters much, too. I beam with joy whenever you blog on me. It is as a masterstroke of paint on an empty canvas that just brings out the life in the work. It is no wonder that people regard this blog so highly and yes, the readers have been growing. Having said that, perhaps it would be good to work on the packaging, no? I mean, you've made me get noticed and the fact stands that more people turn up to read me. How about it? I haven't had my clothes changed in a while and they're wet and dirty with all the clicking and scrolling. Please?
-Your Blog
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
11:04 PM
one valiant cry. a single soul. one of passion. one gaping hole.
a black hole an empty void unfulfilling everlasting on my red do avoid the general a-mending
i can what i am i am whenever when i am my only man
so take the reins but i will reign out of view and out of range till the moment when gushes of pain engulf will i exchange
it is something i will defend the day will come my dearest friend when i will eye you for one second and say sorry but it's the end
Monday, June 26, 2006
11:24 PM
the kevin picture has been removed prematurely this is due to a ruptured disk which fragmented into the spinal collumn of kenneth khing due to a violent outrage by kevin ng. further death threats from the ever nice nice has forced the secretary to do the unimaginable - remove the photo. kevin ng has described the photo as an outrage of modesty which has impaired his ability to speak or even look or get looked at by people. it is a serious case of mental illness known as the oh-my-blue-son-thats-me-pia. victims of this deadly disease will cease to be fertile and will display uncharacteristic bursts of anger, yet looking calm at the same time. the effect of kevin ng's actions however has not come to being fully blown yet because he is lagging and has yet to react. we regret any inconvenience caused to anyone other than kevin ng.
1:04 AM
for those who still do not know what the upheaval at the tagboard is abt go to the cross blog which is marked 'acx' on the right haha kevin is going to kill me for this but yes a picture of 14 year old nice is there im supposed to take it down after a week so EVERYBODY GO THERE BEFORE I TAKE IT DOWN
it was taken during nats 2003 and as can be seen from the picture nice was saying HI to the camera but to this date he denies it claiming he was trying to block the cam during nats? concentrate man kevin
whatever the picture is the hottest craze since the simon bongard cross country video dated april 2003 u will notice that kevin hasnt changed much the hair is still puffy wuffy but there kevin is shorter than me a far cry from the towering 178cm goondu storming abt now and there is utterly no sign of armpit hair i repeat : ZERO ARMPIT HAIR haha its the end for me kevin ng will roast me but that would mean no one to take the pic down so either way things wun go his way its the end la nice
Friday, June 23, 2006
10:56 PM
victor wants to be a chef xide doesnt know what he wants to be and kevin haha might continue family business drive magic school bus
where will i want to be?
i want to create. no not baby making. i mean like works, art, or more so, talent. perhaps a teacher but what i really want to be is to be a coach
haha we can work together right i coach the kids kevin drives them to the restraunt and victor cooks up some super nutritious meal and xide... takes the orders or something
but my mom doesnt want me to be a coach
i am to study as well as i can be a professional hopefully hold a government job or be the government itself so she will have extra layers of face. i can see it now: 'khing of parliament' but i dont want it's tiring being king of everything king of looks king of character king of speed king of humility
but of course my moms face is way way more important and even though i feel im not born to study my mom thinks so because fortune telling says so well i guess that is more reliable than what i feel, no? im meant to be a scholar
i mean, u cant be successful without papers right? my mom never passed Os and shes only earning over 10k a month could have been so so so much more she could have bought bungalows and then sell to karang guni for fun what
but dont get me wrong i love my mom but i hate some things she does i dun use hate often so the effect is there when i do but its the deed. not the person. i know she wants what is important for me but what about things that are important to me? have they no bearing at all? i feel im living my life in her dreams dun wan lei sibei jia lat
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
8:14 PM
my wings have spread
none i spared
grace in my step
in all i dared
this pinnacle that i have reached
a fortress that could not be breached
my reign was tall
my era stitched
then there began my fall
a crippled mind, one wretched wreck
i did stand tall
yet i was to crack
but wait along you will come to see
a champion i am, a champion to be
for if it is meant to be
it is up to me
5:26 PM
: khing you cheat me! said you were blogging. what rubbish.. it's still the same -hols are ending- entry. EEEEEE
the fact is i did blog i just didnt want to post it content wasnt good enough
i find this occuring more frequently as in blog blog blog look at the thing and den log off have to keep up high standards you see much is expected from one such as i but it really is hard to keep thus the fall in number of posts recently
as i've said beforeim becoming more and more conscious of what ppl think of me budden think think bit bit more sometimes oso not so sometimes is really dun wan face one so when am i who? who am i when? who am i where? and how am i who?
its been a bad post but this time im posting this
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
11:04 PM
thy dusk of hols cometh but homework i toucheth not big trouble i have plungeth into yet no shit i giveth
thy day will cometh when homework is due when i will curse my cursed procrastination and mutter tamade
acherly i think most of u oso right before hols say sure study sure work den now neh study neh work come here read the best blog in the world if however u did do work and did study u... alien la but of course alien oso cannot resist reading my blog that is understandable
now ish 4 weeks to track nats limpei both leg is sibei boh lat recently take tau huay break from trng cuz like kena burn out like malboro liddats but tomorrow will go for move-leg-faster-game get one trng den race during weekend
anw turbo phantoms are here not say sibei solid or steady pom pi pi apart from being lighter than my versus they're ntg much think think oso quite du lan but anw versus no size for me so boh bian oso must get versus at least not as cham as zul got a pair of used lite-nings
so there i blogged and its getting late if i dun slp now i'll oversleep again. yes again.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
12:35 AM
whooaa haven't blogged for the longest of times partly cuz of the super busy schedules and partly cuz of the lijiang entry couldn't bear to blog over it
so far nothing much has happened lots of school lots of ponning school shit loads of work big walk (where ac owned, thank you) ok amounts of training ok amounts of dota (nicholas pawns you) going out with my girl waiting for my turbo phantom (right) mr brown-ing =) COMPILING CROSS PHOTOTS (yes jon im on it) and did i mention shit loads of work?
if i remember correctly thats just about all thats happened since i last blogged which is fine cuz i need to take as little things as i can now
but for now im tired of blogging.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
5:37 PM
"back from lijiang everybody. really unforgettable experience..but just in case...the trip... in a few words..."
would be the first 4 lines in kev's blog if he still blogged i guess. even till today its still his second visible entry dating 20january04.
i guess i'll go with the few words... but i'll do some elaboration too.
(ahem!).. scandals... bridge... carbines... shitting on hills... lepak... nice... china eastern... shuhe town... dayan town... horse piss... kfc... naxi night... 3 little pigs... noobie/nu bi... great kids... vase sized buns... damn good food... jin zhuang.. teaching... soccer... soccer.... soccer.. bhangra... tearful goodbyes.. HONG HE... ruins(toilets)... ac milan... stone skipping.. tadpoles... tiger leaping... snow mountain... cable cars... oxygen.. chairlift... condom... lame jokes... acting insane.. direct translations.. shoot shag marry.. everyone.
ilovelijiang.
now that's over, here's the expansion.
the transition from sg to china was basically bridge and sleep oh yes and one mens health as well
sunrise from the plane
clouds!
shui bian ice cream
decided to have an ice cream at kunming airport. this was direct translation number 1 and was an example of how mut the chinese cld be. haha. it's like you ask someone what they want to eat and they say "shui bian" and you buy them the ice cream.
lijiang's scenery was just that damn good.we stepped out of what seemed to be the airport which was like one room and one conveyor belt?heh den bam it hit us like how a range of mountains takes your breath away. we saw a range of mountains that took our breath away. the tiny airport just lent strength to the magnificence of the mounts. there were no buildings within the entire enclosure of peaks of more than twin peaks. we checked into the hotels and went to shuhe old town. rode a horse-drawn cart and saw another horse piss a lifetime worth of piss right infront of us.
direct translation 1
this one took the cake. it had me laugh my rectum out of my ass. there was another which i cant be bothered to upload.
shuhe old town 1
shuhe old town 2 (fascination)
shuhe old town 3 (scandal+fashion malfunction)
it's abit unclear but cherminahs wearing really ugly socks and has her blouse sticking out of her sweater. i repeat - ugly socks! anw nice was just walking by me and talking. i forgot what he was saying but he was very animated and was waving his hands around. well i accidently caught his hand in this scandalous posture. too coincidental? go figure =)
shuhe old town 4
shuhe old town 5
shuhe old town 6
shuhe old town 7 (running in it)
i tried running here. and it was shit tiring. me and nice ran both days in lijiang and i almost died. nice on the other hand had to slow down for me. baskets x 10.
near dayan old town
mao reaching for the sky
mandhir and mao. so alike?
xidenan
oh yes xidenan! haha when nice saw the signboard he squealed. it reminded us fondly of our resident testicle. it was like a china hang ten. we bought him a shirt here =) and because we came all the way out of the town to buy the shirt, we found a pasar malam! thanks xide!
dayan old town
heheh. the reason i took this pic was cause of the horse's penis. notice also the boy in the bottom right hand corner of the picture is holding a sausage...
direct translation 2
in case you cant read, it says "the fire fight connects you my his happiness the peaceful depending everybody". yeah its good alright. notice the sign of disbelief by (ahem!) on the bottom right of the picture.
that marked the end of the day. whereby nice bought a pistol (gasp!). it was a bb pistol and it was way cool. blue lights and laser guiding all very sweet.
dark dorm
this was our dorm in the village. way dark. there was a single suspending lightbulb which never got electricity running thru it thruout our stay there. the village was not really as village-y as i tot. i was expecting to sleep on soil and stuff. and their clothes were somewhat on par with ours. heh all the clothes we brought for them? rubbished. the toilets however. were appaling. i went in once and died seven times over. the stench pervaded the entire school campus and all. thruout the many days i just pissed in the bushes and shat in densely covered hills.
the shitting adventure was definitely awesome and i am thankful that the toilets sucked. it happened like this...
{scene 1: the decision}[khing, david and kevin are sitting at the stairs outside the school gate, watching the proceedings of the games...]
kevin: i need to shit [kevin runs off]
[kevin returns with a roll of toilet paper hidden under his shirt, in hope no one would see the 8cm bulge in his tummy]
david: mut where you going
kevin: im going to shit
khing: i need to shit oso
david: let's go
{scene 2: the preparation}
[the three walk down the road, away from jing zhuang school for some distance, before they find a densely covered downhill. kevin hands david and khing a handful of toilet paper each.]
david: for the amount that i am about to shit out, this is definitely not enough.
[kevin takes the handful and hands david the whole roll. now kevin and khing starts to descend into the hill while david, ankle sprained, squats behind a huge pile of shit/soil just by the main road. khing and kevin find their respective spots and squat down. all three remove their pants and their underwear.]
kevin: turn around lah khing!
{scene 3: it happened}
david: aye what's happening down there
khing: i started shitting already
david: so fast?
kevin: mine can't come out [david laughs]
khing: my shit is yellow!
kevin: oh sick!
khing: must be the food we've been eating. i think you two oso same colour.
david: shit shit shit got car got car [kevin laughs] [khing laughs]
khing: quick siam!
david: aiyah nehmine la. [kevin laughs]
khing: wah lau ei. i have to hold my penis cuz the grass is tickling it [kevin laughs] [david laughs]
kevin: shut up la i shit halfway make me laugh all go back [khing laughs]
khing: shit shit there's a bee hovering around my testicle
kevin: there's this hole directly under my anus damn scary. later got snake come out bite my ass. [david laughs]
david: there's some croaking sound here...
david: shit shit shit got people got people [kevin laughs][khing laughs]
[khing and kevin finsh their businesses at this point. khing wipes his ass of its burdens and anyhow flings his toilet paper. khing goes over to watch kevin bury his shit. david pauses activity and pulls up his boxers while holding his pants behind his back, trying to act normal as the people walk by.]
kevin: ah good got big rock here [tosses onto shit]
[kevin and khing are done. now they turn to look up at david to see his progress. david, back facing the two, sees that there is no one in sight. he pulls down his boxers, revealing his gleaming ass which brilliance stuns khing and kevin.]
{scene 4: the aftermath}
[khing and kevin ascends the hill AFTER DAVID HAD FINISHED. they notice that the radius of the toilet roll was halved]
[END]
below are some photos nice and i took during our morning run.
village run 1
village run 2
village run 3
village run 4
this part was where there were lots of dogs barking at us and giving little chases. quite scary i shld say.
village run 5
village run 6
en route to the river
the river
here we had a stone skipping contest. which incidentally was of course dominated by yours truly with 5 skips. or was it 4? no matter. some say it was luck, but luck too, is a form of true skill bestowed upon by (ahem!).
oh and there were spermstadpoles too. millions of them. a few guys had the pleasure of dropping some big rock on the entire mass of them. sick.
and now, a breakdown of the village days not covered:
the village days were great. the morning breakfast, which consisted mainly of vase-sized buns, though far from tasty, were simple and just so nice. the kids were great. so enthu, so naive, so together. yet not dumb or stupid in any sense. and not to mention damn fit. perhaps because we're not used to the air but i mean, ac milan was super fit.
the nights that followed were basically concerts. night 1 was something of our concert. a xiang shen between yong wei and mandhir that did not make much sense but doesnt matter becuase that must have been the point, alaistair's three little pigs with me as the impromptu translator which of course worked out well, alaistair's harmonica solo and just tons of singing under the brightly illuminated stars when the lights went out. thereafter followed the bhangra dance. bhangra dances work everywhere la. by the camp fire, no less. then it was time for their naxi dance. haha i managed to catch the dance! met this girl called yan xing. eh she approach me one ah. i didnt mind her, but what happened the day after kinda riled me.
it was in the morning when she came to me to get my details. no harm. so i wrote. then a few other girls, obviously intrigued by this strange yet strangely hot stranger, came for the same purpose. seeing this, she got me to write even more details. the girls waited. then she got me to write page two about myself and it was getting obvious that i had nothing more to write. then the girls left and she said ok that should be enough. but nehmind i can understand.
so came night 2. there were dances and singing, and more dances and singing, both traditional and modern. you would have expected them to be more tribal but there were loads on loads of jay chou, hip hop, s.h.e. and pan wei bo. then it came. she came. she wanted me to dance. i didnt want to. nice and the ppl ard wanted me to dance. i sorta wanted to. the kids behind wanted me to dance. after almost half an hour of persuasion, i obliged. i always wanted to do a liquid dance infront of a crowd, though not unprepared. so i got the music ppl to hit some fast song, and whacked every move i could muster. i think it went quite well, judging from the screams.
from here the kfc (khing's fan club) was formed, further emphasising the fact that my charm knows no boundaries and goes beyond international and even genderial lines. however the kfc is somewhat like a one-man state and was solely dominated by yan xing, who looked the sort who would purge everyone else in the party.
in the end, leaving was still hard. yan xing was crying but i was ignoring her. so mean right. but i guess i'll still write that letter. well as i was saying, leaving was hard. and i think it was quite sad for everyone, us and them alike. it was a great time. just a great time.
:end of village breakdown
side story - the carbines
on the 26th of april, 5:36pm, kevin ng and kenneth khing had just left the guang guang sighseeing hotel in search of necessities such as shampoo, slippers, lip balm and sticky tape to fix kenneth's broken oakley frameless glasses, which cracked. they decided to pay the bb gun shop a visit. they did, only this time, they visited the shop next door. they were taken aback as they rested their eyes upon the biggest bb guns they have ever seen. what really caught their eyes was a carbine. it was stupendously finished and more than that, it was an automatic. with a 40 pellet capacity, it was definitely a mean gun. after plenty plenty pondering, the two decided to purchase the weapon. wrapped suspiciously in newspaper, the two made a dead sprint for the hotel. kenneth carried the package while kevin scouted the area ahead. one could never know how many snipers camped around the area, scousing for weapons dealers such as these two. the two almost made a touchdown, when suddenly the omniscient david appeared behind kenneth with his hand by his side, ready to draw his pistol. kevin, well versed in the dark arts, began to hold off david with his seduction, allowing kenneth to make a mad dash for home. in the end, the two criminals made it. kevin inspected the scope to check the quality of the goods. "aye check this out. damn sex ah". the two decided to take apart the guns so that they could smuggle them back to singapore. but this plan was aborted in the end when the guns malfunctioned and shot both of them in the right testicle. they destroyed the guns in disgust and left china without them.
tiger leaping gorge 1
tiger leaping gorge 2
tiger leaping gorge 3
tiger leaping gorge 4 (david just ran)
tiger leaping gorge 5 (tiger on the right)
tiger leaping gorge 6 (david ignoring both signs)
tiger leaping gorge 7 (mark is thinking... crack!)
the gorge is basically a 2.5km scenic route. it's in and out. so it's a great experience when you go in and out. really cool. i went in and out and so did everyone go in and out. i think we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.
not to mention what i think is the quote of the trip by nice. let's see how it came about.
khing [to kevin, referring to the torrent waves]: aye what would happen if one wave came at your face and another came at your back?
[kevin stones]
kevin: one word...
[kevin stones]
kevin: gg
khing: isn't that two?
[kevin stones]
[kevin looks jacked]
[kevin turns to look at the waters]
haha. [stones].
snow mountain 1 (almost looks fake)
ssnow mountain 2 (nice and ice)
snow mountain 3 (the rainbow)
snow mountain 4 (the 3 rainbows)
this shot was taken behind my shades. you cant quite see it but there are 3 rainbows circling the sun. it was damn magnificent.
snow mountain 5 (fastly cable car ride up)
snow mountain 6 (it pees!)
snow mountain 7
snow mountain 8
snow mountain 9
snow mountain 10 (nice not being nice)
this was at the top where there was as much oxygen as there are tigers in the tiger leaping gorge. having weak lungs, i was going face green green. or purple as the tour guide mentioned. we all had to buy cannisters of oxygen. 30 yuan for air! be grateful man.
direct translation 3a
direct translation 3b
chairlift 1
chairlift 2
chairlift 3 (before it)
chairlift 4 (abandoned hat)
it was somewhere here that nice used some cotton buds to dig his ear. damn yellow. he wanted to throw it down but chin and the tour guide were behind. so we looked for a spot where the ppl behind cldnt see what we threw down. when we finally reached the spot, nice cldnt help but scream "bombs away!! whoooooo!!!!!" and threw the measly cotton buds off.
chairlift 5
it happened up the hill again. after we were done with the chairlift, we proceeded to see the other side of the ice mountain. on the way nice and i needed to shit badly. the toilet was closed. the only way to the next toilet was the long chairlift. but hey. there were hills man. nice whipped open his magic school bag and drew out that half used roll of toilet paper. i took a handful and he took the rest. we ran up different hills.
i just kept running upwards for as long as my anus cld hold. it was just not dense enough. ppl cld see me everywhere i go. on the way i had to dodge so manypiles of shits. den i saw this really big log and i did a steeple chase. wah biang eh almost landed in a pile of fresh shit. over the log it was shit shit and more shit. everywhere i turned and everywhere i looked. it was pure shit. whatever shit this is, this human shit of theirs. not only that. there were plenty plenty toilet papers strewn across the whole log. i hit a hot spot. let the shitting begin.
i had no trouble shitting and i met nice at the valley of the two shit hills. apparently he was ambushed by so many ppl he didnt shit cleanly. he was running around with his pants half done and his shit half shat. but the urgency was gone now. we could take the chairlift back.
turqoise river 1
turqoise river 2
on the last night, we strolled back from the restraunt to the hotel. some of the guys just couldnt help themselves. they went into a frenzy and acted like fresh patients from a asylum. they acted like real retards and scared the shit either out or back into passer bys. totally funny. but that marked the end of a wonderful stay in lijiang.
-end of lijiang-
the following day we arrived in kunming. the hotel was fantastic and we watched champs league semis barca and ac milan on tv. ac milan lost. maybe the guy back at jing zhuang cried. i dunno. anw the toilets had 1 yuan condoms. everyone got fascinated. then me, tc, cher and chiam went to the ktv. wah the first look i saw hostessess dressed in hostess outfits. the small room was 660 yuan. so we abandoned that. the following day was some dismayal shopping in kunming. dun go kunming. unless its for the food of course. the final dinner at the hotel was stupendous. cept for the ice cream that had a cigarette stench. or as we called it, hong he ice cream. hong he just happens to be the malboro equivalent in china.
-end of kunming, end of trip-
of course, wherever i go
lame jokes would follow
and many lame jokes were there.
we had bridge to go along
with our merry merry song
and did whatever we could dare
scandals and mountains
old towns aplenty
the culture flowed like fountains
the lessons so many
not bad did we fare
the camera cannot capture
what we above see
the pictures fracture
what has come to be
no stranger to experience
i still safely say
lijiang's brilliance
in my heart forever to stay
nicely done lah
Thursday, April 20, 2006
10:42 PM
i have a dream a dream to fulfill
i have a dream a dream to come true
i hope and i believe that one day just one day i'll come to achieve this dream of mine this dream of mine this dream of mine
there are no doubts in dreams only stubborn belief there are no limits in dreams only beyond yourself to reach
i have a dream and my dream is to dream to show the world that dreams do come true that is my dream that is my dream and that is my dream
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
8:29 PM
it's been a week since april12 only a week one long long week so many more could haves so many more ifs now
well at least for once its kinda good to be a minority cca alot of ppl didnt even noe finals happened and so more of the light is shed on rugby poor rugby they've been dealt hard too if i heard rightly
i guess its not so easy getting over the loss its not just a race to me i lose races all the time but acx is my life
having said that im still gonna say thank God for my team although its because of this family feeling that the loss feels so freaking bad but hey i would rather bear this pain than to never have this family at all it kinda negates the pain
i love acx
Monday, April 17, 2006
9:55 PM
roses are red violets are blue most poems rhyme but this one doesn't
it's an entry
cant you from the title see?
my thought sanctuary
where i can just be me
heh.
random.
as are the words sprayed across e page
hmmm
i know what one of you did last summer
you typed "kenneth khing" into yahoo
and hit the search button on sunday
and stumbled here
but what is more interesting
is how even more ppl found this blog
by typing sophie gollifer
and by typing those two words up there in this post
i'm gonna get more hits on my blog
try it too
heh
Sunday, April 16, 2006
4:14 PM
it's been 4 days now 4 long days since we lost the title
alot of ppl come and tell me be happy you got 2nd some ppl never got anything but i've never expected less than 2nd
alot of ppl come and tell me you lost by 1 point only that means you're good but we're upset because of that 1 point it was too close it was just too close a 10 point loss wouldnt be as bad there were so many ways to close that point just too many ways
it is painful it was bad but this time round i've recovered very fastly from it because i see what really matters acx really matters
i've come to see that the title is but a mere step to building a better acx we've lost the title but by no means have we lost the acxperience my team is still there and we've become ever closer and that is what matters to me
guys if you're reading this take heart and i hope you see how i see it and the bell still rings it's not over
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
10:31 PM
it's about school again but i hope i dun get fried lah so the discontent with upstairs will have to remain silent
it's got to do with the introduction of girls in acs(i)ibws i mean going co-ed is fine we've got to deal with women when we go out into society it helps us to not become wuss pusses when we go out there piss in our pants when we need to talk to them or tear our pants between the legs when they dress more... or rather less
but it irks me when ppl change when guys change when the dao-ers turn noisy around the girls and dao everyone else when they defy themselves to act cute around the girls and resume their normal self around everyone else
it's quite rampant really guys walk into a room and dao everyone present except every girl they become super physical overnight cuddling, poking and sorts of touching
anw if everything sounds unorganised they are im just having word vomit bluerrrgghh
actually like The One said the girls aint faultless either i get turned off everyday some SEEMINGLY and i say seemigly pls dun persecute me because i used SEEMINGLY enjoy the touches and molests ya sound very wrong BUT ITS TRUE i think its true la at least 4 months and still no shying away some SOME even initiate everything but no space for details here wtvr the case, its kinda stupid
im not alone there are cult groups ard like the one in my class who want to kill everyone in class which to my knowledge consists mainly of girls and the girl affected guys
well thats my peace crucify me if u want la im just getting stuff out COS CROSS IS HERE
Sunday, April 02, 2006
11:33 AM
its 10 days to cross in other words my biggest race of every year
not because of the level it is at i've raced for the country before but rather because of what it holds for me
i am acx acx is me it's where i belong where i come to be
they've been there for me through my ups and downs whenever i needed them or not they've made me who i am running or not they're my family they're my home
so this is where i pay it all back where we pay it back
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
10:50 PM
due to baseless yet popular response to march5's entry here's a friend's pledge i got in my email say four years ago
I pledge to be a great friend, and to be there when you are sad, to get you drunk and help plot revenge against the sorry bastard who crossed your path. To dislodge whatever is choking you when you are blue. To understand that you got laid when you smile. When something scares you, I will rag you about it every chance i get. To tell you horrible stories of how things could get worse and stop whinning when you are worried. To realise how stupid you are and use little words to explain when you are confused. When you fall, I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass. And when you are sick, stay away from me, I don't want what you have, but i will send you a belated get well soon card when you recover. This oath i pledge till the end. Because you are my friend.
Remember: A good friend will help you move a really good friend will help you move a body
10:50 PM
due to baseless yet popular response to march5's entry here's a friend's pledge i got in my email say four years ago
I pledge to be a great friend, and to be there when you are sad, to get you drunk and help plot revenge against the sorry bastard who crossed your path. To dislodge whatever is choking you when you are blue. To understand that you got laid when you smile. When something scares you, I will rag you about it every chance i get. To tell you horrible stories of how things could get worse and stop whinning when you are worried. To realise how stupid you are and use little words to explain when you are confused. When you fall, I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass. And when you are sick, stay away from me, I don't want what you have, but i will send you a belated get well soon card when you recover. This oath i pledge till the end. Because you are my friend.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
11:27 PM
havent been blogging for some time now its not that i cant be bothered or dun haf time i mean im tight on time but i always make time to blog
ive been to this create post page many times but many times i would type halfway think better abt it and shut down the comp maybe this entry wun publish either
im becoming very conscious of public opinion which i tot i wouldnt succumb to so entirely ive always wanted to be someone who doesnt care what ppl think and do things my way but i guess it doesnt add up i still hold this at several aspects but there are times when i go with popular flow
i guess this is all i still have stuff to say but if i go on i think im gonna shut the comp down again so here's to being a hermit
Sunday, March 05, 2006
10:38 PM
this is what friends are for:
friends laugh at ur ass whenever u fall try to saboh you any chance they get tease you with any girl they see you with make fun of everything you
friends try to hit your crotch with the soccer ball or kope your food when you're not looking they laze around then copy your homework and accuse you when you both get caught
friends borrow money and never return and use ur face towel to clean their ass they trick you into doing things for them and run before you get them to do something for you
but when you need them they'll be there to pick you up after they've finished laughing to lend you a shoulder to cry upon but after they put plenty of tissue on their shirts they let you tease them back once in a while and you share the laughs together if they really do hit your crotch they might just rub it down for you or at least let you kick their crotches too den roll around the floor together they let u freeload on their food here and there as well and let u copy some homework when its almost due they treat you to some meal sometime and they lend you their face towels too many a time you catch them before they flee and they do a good job for you
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
11:41 PM
i was sitting in my room a while ago with my chin perched on my hands staring out into darkness but it wasnt the pitch black that got me stoning i was thinking abt alot of sad stuffs somehow everything just came to me at one night and so i sat there and thought and finally i thought maybe come down and blog abt it
as my comp started up i changed my mind so now im just gonna finish this entry and talk abt my fetish for mint
i realised recently that i like mint i like mint candy i like the feeling of minty toothpaste i sometimes use toothpaste as soap i even use menthol facewash and i like to drink peppermint tea oh yes i like mint but mint, i heard, causes some problems with e spermys for some obscure reason it kills the swimmers permanently or temporarily i know not but i guess i might be sterilised hopefully just for now
as these last lines touch my screen i have finished my peppermint tea my troubles are half left in my subconscious again and by the time i awake tomorrow they'll all be back in that box so i guess i'll go lie down now and worry what come may
Friday, February 24, 2006
7:23 PM
haha God was gd to me again nice one la cut very long story short a 37.2 fever climbed up to 38.6 i was a walking furnace went to see doctor doc says must two weeks den gave me a jab on the rear which caused it to harden up and become really firm but very hard to walk anw there was quite alot of praying and poof! i became kokokrunch! haha no la poof my fever was gone now its a healthy 36.5 lyef iz goot
Thursday, February 23, 2006
8:58 PM
with the new inexplicably long days in skl many ppl are complaining of overload lots will sleep and drool in class many will drift out into pornoland basically everyone will b battered
2dae there was this commotion abt it too tiring sure slp blah blah blah i found myself publicly agreeing to this but as i look back its not so bad for me actually i said all those just cuz everyone was saying it
for some obscure reason i can last a day without feeling tired yes i do pay attention in class cept on fridays which wierdly is the shortest day of the week maybe i recharge on weekends den release energy over 5 days haha
but anyhow im not all that drained if i am i usually just need 10 mins to rest or do some push ups and im back on
maybe its cuz of cross maybe its cuz i dun pay that much attention maybe its cuz i have unlimited mojo i dunno but whatever the reason im not tired
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
8:49 PM
hello i feel random do u feel random? just feel like saying random stuffs hey almost every sentence has the word random random random random random is cool
anw i feel random today why? i dun randomly know maybe i do know it specifically but perhaps even that could be random
but random is tiring cuz u have to have ran a dom before dom btw is short for dirty old man haha so random
ok this is what cross country does to u the ppl who run most end up the lamest i wasnt so lame b4 but the nov hols was revelation sia it all started with eu and den we opened up a can of worms everyone started to twist words search far and wide for the lamest of jokes and poof! we became kokokrunch! eh no we became lame den crippled wheelchair bound, bed-ridden and perhaps some of us are paralysed so random
i feel random today random random maybe cuz i was studying random errors so random random random random lalala
Sunday, February 19, 2006
3:31 PM
my day was smooth apart from the ankle part until i came online a few minutes ago when sheryl started to ask me whether i studied fer tests which of course i didnt den she dawned her rafflesian culture on me washed me in its awakening flow and made me realise i dun noe a single thing abt history dead la
newaez 2ml need to get crutches from ang stupid new building no lift to use die la cannot eat sure die one
Saturday, February 18, 2006
10:50 PM
sia la ankle busted and only 1minute into e race hur sibei jialat same saaa race oso last yr kena same thing but i wun make e same mistake wun totally rest
but skl new building ah lifts not working eh how sian x 10 i cant even climb e stairs at home properly think maybe bring lunchbox dun go sac haha
newaez i oughta go rest my leg byebye
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
9:24 PM
happy total defense day!
because today is my date of birth i shall give myself the privilege of blogging a boring what did i do today post
my significance within the school has been recognized ytd they declared today a holiday so today i woke up early in the morn at abt 11:48 am slugged abt e hse until 2.30 den left e hse for trng
the weather was great everything was good but it was a bad running day it was a pleasant surprise tho doing 3:18s at turf so cool anw today victor learnt how gd a neg split run can be so it was good
as i took a bus from turf city i decided to get off three stops after i got on e bus drop at petrol station and bought some stuffs took bus all e way to upper thomson and decided to give myself a birthday treat went to the supermarket and bought myself a new toothbrush a brand new oral b something something brush ok cuz my old one had unkempt hair but oh well its a good brush can all the technology wahhh its a down grade from my previous one but nehmind its quite shiok the thing is like flat den its long and has soft bristles... ahhh
newaez here i am after a rather short day looked up my blog tracker and found that i have a link on ryan lims blog yes ryan lim aka birdman http://psy-lecturenotes.blogspot.com/ apparently its like his lecture notes and surprise surprise he takes psycology wah seh if ur from acs go check see if ur link is there he's got like lau wen loong and kenneth seet haha yes we're considered clb cute little boys heh
anw now onto the subject of birthday i think its just a day to rmb the most painful day of ur moms life and cuz it happens once a year doesnt really make it special 16feb occurs once a year 17feb occurs once a year 18feb occurs once a year and so on aiyah basically i tink birthday is just birthday la ok i may be just saying this only dun mean it but at least its e way ive been thinking for some time now but nonetheless im officially 17 and that is all i guess happy birthday khing
Monday, February 13, 2006
9:03 PM
hello ppl as many of my faithful readers will realize, many meaning the four or five of you which is really alot cuz there used to be zero or one i havent been bloggin much lately that is because u see its cross season now and im more into e acx blog plus there's ib hmwk which i have a break from now cuz suddenly finished most
currently everythings smooth sailing and all i guess there are bad stuff going on here and there but i guess life's still been pretty good to me the running is good (always is) im able to finally listen in class n do hmwk working like harder den Os which also turned out quite well
life is good la it was made to be
Friday, February 10, 2006
11:45 PM
cut long story short 12 points just made it back into ib without fuss content la dun expect much it was a stunning 5As tho but too damn many a2s from e usual 1s and the only 1 came from the usual b i kent bee live it
yup so i guess im staying in ib my kinda of course i like the thing alot just the homework really fall like rain teacher kah pui only homework come sibei jialat but i guess thats ok once cross season is over i can start clearing the stuffs not that im not clearing anything now but its a heck load of discipline but oso hope when i start to work ah den the hmwk rush like river si kiao kiao/dong dong qiang
Sunday, February 05, 2006
5:30 PM
Before the table he sits one Sunday afternoon. Scribbling and scratching the surface , the pen dances across the foolscap paper. But his mind is far from the physics paper that lay just below his nose. Somewhere far away. Somewhere cold and dark.
"Stop" he tells himself. He needs a break. His mind is in a blur - he choses to be. How did it happen so fast? Why is it happening again? The questions ring so loud in his head. The silence around him amplifies the voices. Is is real? Why and how? How do I get out?
Now he is distant, and timeless are his thoughts. His ice cream melts away in the cup that he holds, but he is oblivious. He leans over the cup and soon the ice cream turns salty. Something happened. It happened again.
He wishes he could be heard. Not by anybody. But someone who will never hear. He stares at the free laces that weaves through his shoes. He tries to untangle them but they are already unknotted. But he wishes someone could help untie them with him. Something happened. It happened again.
No matter how ever hard he tried it came back again. He knows it's back but he can't do anything about it. The afternoon heat suddenly breaks into rain. It falls, then it fizzles out. How he hopes it was just like that. The raindrops fall to the earth again, in short, light bursts. The weak grass succumbs to the raiding drops and bend with each successive hit. He straightens up and here he is. Taking a break from the rain. But he'll have to go back and face it again.
2:44 AM
i dunno whats gg on but its frustrating im at a loss
what happened how so what do i do now i cant really think im not really sleeping what happened why
why is it coming back again what was gone is now back am i that stupid? i never noticed anything gg wrong
but its ok its alright i'll wake up in a few minutes time and realise this is a nightmare
Thursday, February 02, 2006
10:09 PM
mom said alot of ppl were crowding outside my hse today and they were all staring at my window cuz there was this leg sticking out of it... haha no la no murder or the like no puppets no ntg but hailing all the way from one of e reservoirs could be macs, upper lower pierce seletars came this monkey who climbed up a tree and hoped into my room to my knowledge all that was tampered with was my bag of uncooked pasta yes the one from sg marathon goodie bag haha hope the monkey didnt get stomache but if it did tamper with anything else impt HOPE THE PASTA WAS POISONOUS
Monday, January 30, 2006
2:07 PM
another chinese new year another gg ard to pray year (bai nian) to ppl collecting red baos to bolster my bank account but only enough to last another 1.5 tuition sessions another time of the year to await eagerly to play mahjong only to get owned another time to down endless goodies but tts smtg i do all e time
but one more time to party at testi's scortum did i say testi? i meant xide did i say scortum? i meant hse did i say hse? i meant b-b-bungalow
yes the big acX (guys only) party one of the 3 other bestest parties of the year other 2 being after cross at xides hse and after track at xides hse tonight. 7.30. see u there. no not u. eu...
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
8:27 PM
went to cut hair 2dae at capellos jason wasnt there so i just sat down waited fer someone den this good taste looking guy came to cut my hair omp la left side square right side round den alot of split ends neh cut properly its e kind of hair u get when u cut malay barber and so i was peeved
came home and ransacked the house found mom's thinning scissors cut my own hair i tink its quite ok la but overcut the left abit its round now but abit little hair im never cutting with the same guy ever again but at least he enlighten me abit realised my hair is stubborn hair so wax cannot hold so thats why everytime will just fall
anw if u've read up to here and found it a waste of ur time haha im sorry
Monday, January 23, 2006
10:47 PM
im suppposed to be very busy now with all the homework, bgl stuff to do but here i am blogging for my throngs of faithful readers
its the second week of school im already behind in work boh bian come home so late very lazy oso
anw i tink im on my way back to tkk YES in exchange i gotta do swim and track admin for svm which ive done half cuz i submitted swim today and search high and low for another prospective captain to spearhead the svm project which of course will not be me cuz i either jump back to tkk or i step down as captain
trng 2dae was good i finally broke 40 for 300m 39.9! wahahaha wasnt feeling good before i started but heck a good times a good time
today was a good day cheers to the Lord
Sunday, January 22, 2006
12:17 AM
ive been tagged by yongjia so supposed to do some entry on wierd stuff abt myself 5 if im not wrong here goes
1. I can do all sorts of things with my face. Close my nostrils, make a semi-bloomed flower with my tongue, move my ears, raise an eyebrow and do a wave with my eyebrows from one side to the other.
2. I like to play solitare on the comp i spend alot of time on it. Is that wierd?
3. i write chinese alot nicer when i use pencil. alot alot better. but english better when i use pen. alot alot better. ntg much wierd stuff le im stretching it
4. I prefer cheap food to ex ones. i dun like sharks fin, abalone and the like. i prefer jacks place steak to those high class hotel steak. stuff liddat la.
5. I kinda like ppl to know bad stuff about me. dun ask me why i have no idea.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
3:17 PM
math class no teacher jina ong just came and screwed some ppl yes figuratively some ppl skipped her class and skipped to ours got found out got screwed
was doing house swim stuff just now i think i cried while doing the stuff not cuz no one wanted to swim which ya no one did i wanna go back to tkk
right now theres still no teacher still missing in action theres ntg to do so im blogging abit cold in here my neh neh freezing and shrinking oreddy my brain is contracting becoming random lalala i want tkk tkk tkk roar
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
6:33 PM
ive been swapped out of tkk so now im a tkk exile house captain summore now im a captain of a hse i dun wanna b in shall not even mention the house name
i actually cried over this in the sac in the middle of a crowded recess infront of hans and a bunch of ppl i dunno i didnt think i wld cry i honestly didnt but i cldnt hold back the floodgates so i crept off to the amphi benches and cried there
im feeling really sad now so im trying out the chocolate theory its supposed to make ppl feel happy am downing all the xmas chocolates doesnt seem to be working but its worth a few more tries the chocolate gonna kill my trng 2ml but i dun care i'd rather be slow and happy den fast but feeling !#%$ed up
its really sad to me neo wants me back the ppl back in tkk want me back but the person who can put me back doesnt feel so robbed
maybe many of u reading this might wonder whats the big deal its just a house change somehow to me its not so simple its like putting ronaldhino in arsenal its not a bad team but even if he wins everything there its just not the same feels abit like being taken away from my wife shoved to another woman i dun even like and be expected to make multitudes of babies and never ever be able to go back to the woman i love its bad
oh crap i think im gonna cry summore the chocolates not working ive been robbed
my tear's gone cold im wondering why i got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and i cant see at all even if i could it would all be gray
Thursday, January 12, 2006
9:39 PM
argghhh stuppidd class swaps i wasnt swapped but half my class was rouletted 3 girls came in BUT XIDE WENT OUT STUPID LAH he got same 6 subs as me lorr only 1 out of 3 of our hl different and that got him sent out class just aint any fun without the resident testicle puuuuuuiiiii
didnt have enough money to buy the jacket today have to go all the way down to their outlet to buy dun even recognise the address den books! all those books! all those chao ex books have to buy by tomorrow baskets if i get over 20 for Os and end up in poly after i bought my books i'll cry ok maybe not but i'll be damn pissed and drong will become my number one enemy throughout generations gahhhh
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
9:42 PM
every bad running day still a good training day every good running day an ownage day
thats my maxim for this season looks good so far with today being a lousy running day on the back of 4 good ones but still a good hard run
anw skl so far's been ok cept the school fees still hurt and cant take the scholarship test baskets plentyplenty money down the drain heartache *piang* $450 this month another $50 for misc plus $200 over for books $175 for gdc $65 for formal jacket and of course the new 119 cards
money makes the world go round but it makes khingky's bank account hit the ground
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
11:06 PM
oh my school is here haha well its back to sch again for me its back to the same school
orientation was nothing special i guess but i liked the video they made to depict the storyline the shoebag they gave was nice the new badge was handy cuz i only got prefects badge but the tie was bad
the tie alone will take up an entire rant entry but i shall spare all of u and use only a few stanzas the tie, to put it nicely is distasteful to put it harshly, its !@#$%^&*()_{}}>:><./,[] friggin fugly usually things involving fashion are relative and subjective but this time round not a single squeak of satisfaction could be heard for the benefit of my faithful readers i shall not scan it and upload it here you're too young to behold it
the only plus side abt the tie is that its actually branded - hugo boss yes hugo boss not the imitation i saw at bugis that read hogu boos but even hugo boss can be faulted for such an inexplicably ugly tie the tie makes gollum from lotr look hot
apparently there cannot be any petition or strike cuz its causing alot of "unrest" at the top so i tink a boycott is out of the question as well strikes, demonstrations, death threats all fall into the no category
tied down by school
Saturday, December 31, 2005
1:54 AM
today we see off 2005 tomorrow we usher in 2006
with a new year entry comes the usual new year resolutions which are set and hardly met but im proud to say ive met just abt all of mine cant exactly rmb but ive missed not more than two altho its good to set goals to achieve this time i dun intend on making resolutions over the year we lose sight of these things and they become meaningless until the end of the next year den u realise and announce u didnt meet your resolutions
right now im just gonna look over my shoulder look back at the year gone past highlight some more important events
April: the acX story yet again, not one of a fairytale. 2005 marked acX's first ever title defence since cross country started. as we know, we failed. ridden with my 12th ankle injury, it was a hard fought though lowly 10th place for me. our magical multi-month journey did not have a happy ending, but the build up was typical acX - stupendifantastabulous. as i look back now, i can still maintain my stand - i wouldnt exchange the experience for the title.
May: spiritual peak yes i noe when i peaked. it was a snowball from the december youth camp. another amazing journey for me. i learned to live the life i should live, and i learned how to like it. i learned how to go about being a real christian and i learned how to do it well. now at least i know.
July: missing in action the track and field. a tight schedule meant i missed the 800 record and even got dethroned. but second was good. i was content. then i missed my 1500 through a virus which almost killed me. seeing how im now in ib, i missed my last nationals with e giants from the same age group. it was a test of my ability to fend of the disappointment and frustration. i think i can give myself an A.
September: the qhueen throned unofficically, the khing got his qhueen. of course a high point in my life, and still building upwards, moving forwards. no signs of slowing down. zilch.
December: team bonding the traditional acX team bonding. involves plenty of training, lan, making fun and poking fun. we've actually come a long way. if some of us still even remembers, there were signs of cracks in acX when the new blood came in. now we're one again.
of course there are things that i wished i could go back and change, but keeping in mind that ups and downs must coexist together and that downs actually compliments ups, i must say it was a more uppy year than downy. the year's been great.
so here's bidding 05 goodbye and embracing 06. with hopes or beliefs that 06 will be a good year. hello world.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
3:51 AM
hear that? scribbling of pens flipping of pages screaming of teachers yawns and snores of fellow students school beckons
see that? teacher's black face concealing of illegal attire rising pile of papers and books school beckons
feel that? fear and trepidation restlessness and frustration extremely peeved (aka f***ing pissed) school beckons
so it is wah biang is right oh yes is wrong school is here... soon enough
no more trng, eat, lan, go home no more overflowing hair no more freedom of snack time no more sleeping 16hours wah biang is right
overwhelming homework to come barrage of scoldings to come waves of dilemma to come multitudes of rushing to come oh yes is wrong
school is here... soon enough
Thursday, December 22, 2005
12:31 AM
christmas is ard e korner! so if u relaking one korner better move later christmas like lorry come and langah u den u blank out end up with white xmas anw with e period of xmas comes the presents and for the first time in kenneth khing history im buying more den 2 presents heh lousy presents cannot blame me ah i prezzie noob
shopping for prezzies no mean feat need to travel distances find places to buy stuff know what stuff to buy know what stuff ppl will like and esp with ppl like xide ard who u just cant think of anything to buy for its really quite tough den still must worry ppl kope idea later become one of the twenty to give same gift haii of course theres oso the budget aspect many nice and appropriate stuffs price not that nice it becomes very tempting to switch off go into the its-the-thought-that-counts-mood get some cheap shit and circulate
`tis the season to be giving tangible or intangible presents, love, forgiveness just to name a few thats the spirit to catch the spirit of how God gave us the greatest gift the gift called Jesus Christ yes xmas aint about fat man in velvet red clothes its just another distraction from the real meaning btw for the unenlightened santa claus can rearrange to form satan lucas not say all the lucases all bad la some only... like the lucas i noe terrigible horrigible incorrigible vegetable that one
anw with e coming of xmas spells the drawing closer of school the dreaded school days are here SPEAKING OF WHICH wah lau ib ppl have to wear new tie new but ugly tie yellow and striped la so terok one den e yr1-4 still the normal blue one eeeeeeee aaaaaahhhhh ooooooooooooh
Friday, December 16, 2005
11:09 PM
haha so i still end up back in acsi for until march at least heh no A levels man A stands for Abandoned IB stands for I'm Back back where? back in acsiibws whats that? anglo-chinese school(independent) international baccalureate world school basket damn long right but thats just acsiibws long winded and irritating but nevertheless still kick kar cheng
right now i sit hear shirtless infront of e comp sticky all over mosquito bites pervading my perfectly sculpted body and disgusted by the strong, salty stench floating up from my feet to my nostrils badly stinkyating i tell u nose gonna close shop liao my lau bu still happily in e toilet for dunno how long PEK CHEK AH tabulei tahan my feet liao more potent than chemical ali's chemicals summore this one here mobile got mind of its own
tomorrow trng + sectional outing clash jia lat so how? after many many ponders khingky has decided to go for trng pon the candy cane hunt business dun like these kinda games get on my nerves only budden abit aiyah oso no more cell le den now this one might be last oso not that there were many to start with la ok didnt really like e previous few oso maybe alot of ppl think getting tortured/embarrased is fun dun tink so la ok i dun really mind all this kinda stuffs but to wake up in e morning, travel there, wait, endure alot of stuff den lick mentos from flour down curry+chilli+bbq sauce all at once run into fence do forfeit most importantly not have fun haha bu zhi dao but is that supposed to be nice? thinks not
newaez as u can see im becoming more ranty must be the effect of getting into ib now im an ib`er le must have ib`er book shit crap alot argue over ntg spout rubbish but critically, still sound right
12:08 AM
tomorrow's posting! or rather the results of posting tomorrow i shall take marcus's cue change my msn nick in accordance to where i go "the pits" will mean that i didnt get into jc not that i got into rj
nowadays more things are happening partly due to hols cuz hols mean less monotony of school budden like less to blog oso nothing really worth blogging down maybe cuz even the worthy things happen over n over again but hols still rock more den school i dun wanna go back to school =(
im trying really hard now to blog abt smtg no mean feat esp if u try to avoid daily mundane matters stuff that authorities will come aft u for attention seeking stuffs hypocritical stuff that dun need to be said at all bratty rantings and overuse of philosophical entries that leaves close to ntg left to type no?
another sub standard post sorry marhn
Sunday, December 11, 2005
8:21 PM
and now i sit here in my chair fresh from a lousy game of cm5 home from an ok game of legkickball (lkb) some good dota and in need of sitting on the toilet bowl
yes im back from church camp singapore is a happy place yet again sadly tho i didnt love it apart from the food and the place itself all i liked was the powerpacked services maybe cuz God always meets my expectations that im not that amazed anymore its kinda like his thing isnt it? yeah i didnt like the games and all cept the sock wrestling thing on the canvas that was amusing but yeah i didnt take to the games
apparently this syndrome aint pervasive i see many grow in their spirits thats good they become nicer to hang ard
oh and i got my phone back after ard 36 days seems so long ago and the memorys still intact! still emits the farnie sounds
better start my xmas shopping soon draft a list of ppl and items den go out and hit the shops before the hoarding crowd comes cuz inevitably one as hot as me is sure to get groped little mr tiny down there dun take well to being groped did i say little mr tiny? i meant gargantuan mr colossus anw his neighbour the anus is screaming out now i need to go sit sit in e toilet byebye
Monday, December 05, 2005
3:21 PM
as tomorrow's sun dances across the sky blitzing through the clouds and on the fly on the bus is where i'll be en route to church by seven thirty
decked in a jacket to fend the morning chill i squirm in my seat to get a comfy rest but only in my space am i to fill yet also space for my bags that is the test
i alight before i nod off sleepily i wonder where i got off here's adam road you're going to church illegally across the road i begin to surge
an hour later i'm on the bus again travelling across the northern causeway and as i try to alleviate my back pain we're at sofitel to start church camp's very first day
2:22 AM
at the unearthly time of approximately 5.30am in the morning on friday the 4th of december, members of the acX standard chart 10k team coagulated at the marina square steps facing the esplanade with the exclusion of jon little who was unexplicably LATE.
the team were to compete in the 10km race that very morning and had in their sights the prize money awarded to the top3 teams of each category. absent from the line up was overweight and overseas victor tan, replaced by the acceptable weight and localised acX secretary kenneth khing. the rest of the members included prime minister kev, deputy xide, jon, seb and seet.
just before the warm up phase of the team's preparation plans, a trip to the portable toilets was made. secretary kenneth khing was in desperate need to release his solid burdens from the night before and the bonjour bread he had had an hour ago. the rest were just in need of the toilet for toilet reasons. however upon the opening of the toilet door, the impending shit dangling from khing's anus cowered in trembling fear and went back home to the rectum. the VISIBLE stench, invisible shit on the floor due to sheer darkness and overall toilet condition became factors that scared the shit back into him. prime minister kev apparently got trapped in the toilet and could not come out. this later on affected him adversely during the race. also, the dead body of former prime minister abdullah al leon is suspected to be locked up in one of the locked cubicles.
the race came to a start with jon seet and kev pulling away far infront, seb and xeed a gap behind, and secretary kenneth khing dragging his comp652s even further behind, but still pretty much ahead of now half-defunct acX member lualua, who was just unfit, slow, out of shape, fat and slow. far ahead of secretary khing apparently, were girls his age. they were the hua yi prodigies + famous/infamous sophie gollifer, who was as usual, in very very short shorts. they stayed infront of the secretary for about 4km before he played the crazy frog song in his head and ran according to that dingdingdingdingbambam rhythm.
the race came to an end with seet flying in first, just a credible 5 seconds behind hci kohkaiming, jon, kev, seb, khing and eventually xide, who was caught by the girls with 500m left%2
Friday, December 02, 2005
2:44 AM
first and foremost a happy 14 to ah quan may ur life b long and useful just like toilet paper
no inspiration tonight dun intend to wait for it to come oso so i shall just type a poem here abt not having anything to blog about enjoy
i rest my ass on my comfy chair at my flat screen monitor i begin to stare this blank blogger page how will i fare a good entry tonight should come to scare
fingers poised to type an entry to generate some hype the ideas will come all right just that the time not really ripe
up till now still no ling gan sit down here backside buay tahan ideas coming ban ban dan blogger instincts become so lan
blogging tonight was not to be the ideas just not coming to me tomorrow night den come and see before the idea turns to flee
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
10:40 PM
december is here! feels smelly long since Os Over anw i finally got a new keyboard 27 bucks for this sleek thingy quite ok ba was thinking like shit gotta fork out 100bucks yay now dun haf to bang the spacebar all e time stupid spacebar smoooooothhh
anw i find myself running standard chart on sunday its e 10k team thingy cuz vic go china den who else to replace but me haha he's regretting it now cuz i showed his ezlink to ppl a particular someone la heh he's gonna kill me for typing this but gonna die anw so one dun do two dun shy he's typing in caps now haha
newaez 2dae after dotaing at btp e few of us were standing at e entrance and xide was just telling us he was gonna walk home suddenly his moms car pulled up infront of us he was shocked and so were we for a moment we exchanged unknowing glances before xide took off towards his ride commenting abt his "magic schoolbus"
wake me up when december ends on second thought no dun wake me up december end means january start january start means go back school eat energy at least no holiday homework
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
11:51 PM
woke up 20mins b4 jc admission briefing started panic x 20 exploded out of house with lao pei only to be halted by traffic jam that lasted from upper thomson to farrer road therefore i was late went there just to take e document thingys
decided to walk to acjc see ppl see em play move-leg-faster-den-u discuss eh ahem organic synthetic rubber den coagulate together went out dota dota left with kapitan kev buy present for kapitan sister rachel ng's 12th bdae
kev wanted to buy a bag for her so suggested go bugis found that kev is scared of e mrt entry gates cuz apparently those things crush kev 3 times oreddy if i heard correctly
den it dawned upon kapitan he bought bag for rach b4 le alamak how how in de end considered wallet jacket watch ring shoes and no bags so kev instructed me "stop me if u see me looking at bags" both of us being bag lovers cldnt resist e temptations many a time we had to prise ourselves away from e pretty containers in e end after many decades of considering go to and fro from bugis junction and bugis village and fading of selves and leg strength kev set upon a ring
to cine we went and den we became bits and pieces customers of bits and pieces got a big but nice silver ring engraved 'rachel' onto it latched it to a chain and stored it away in a pretty little paper bag
den daddy kev calls someone didnt buy rach's prezzie orrhhhh so to select a watch we did two teens were thus spotted at heeren squatting outside city chain oggling at watches seemingly salivating at what they cannot afford cuz kev cldnt make up his mind tsk tsk
by e time we parted ways its was close to 8.30 khingky ate dinner khingky walked ard aimlessly khingky went home khingky is here khingky is gone
Saturday, November 19, 2005
12:24 PM
yesterday was 18nov2005 khingky was officially found no longer lost
one would question why after his discussion abt the subject matter waste of time, life and what not ive walked down that sad path before too i know how many of us feels i too, am human
but when it comes again you look back and see those times you had before you came free were the best you had the exchange was worth your time your effort your being your very love despite the doom you might come to face you look at it you tongue the taste you wonder if it'll come to naught you wonder if its love you caught then you decide why not i'll try again think back and forth you'll see its worth the pain
Thursday, November 17, 2005
8:56 PM
it is... finished O stands for Over yes the Os have come and they have gone eat my paper so far no one has organised a bonfire maybe burn on some grass patch in skl cost drong some money heheh or even the new building.. that'll hurt actually today is the actual last day of skl the official one was far from one but here's what there'll be no more of
no more relative velocity no more electric circuits no more shear parallel to invar. line no more liberation tigers of tamil eelam no more orantely decored sophisticated language no more tian xie han zi no more tourism unlimited no more plaster apples
NO MORE TEACHERS haha yes no more teachers no more rules no more do-this-cuz-u-prefect no more homework no more fear cuz skip class no more eh pretending to catch ppl no more super short 20min recesses
on the downside tho no more small chicken no more prawn mee soup without prawn no more magi mee no more meepok plus vege no more sperm no more milk tea no more cookie and apart from the food no more laughing at ppl no more laughing with ppl no more being laughed at no more laughing at teachers no more skip class to make hair no more p.e. legkickball no more liero in class no more i hate ng poh yee no more haha chelsea/boro lost no more hanging p.e. shirt outside window for 2 weeks no more oh shit trung/huy got full marks again no more roy squeezing my cookie with sweat filled palms no more xia eat too much chilli go berak and swear all over no more dyslecxian master nib new yat-tay wen bin no more pinkie sam and lame jokes no more lualua bread water and slap cheeks no more gorilla laughs no more joel and his rendezvous no more darrenslee where's my defence no more chairman teck no more class 42jacob05`
for secondary school this is the end the end
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
8:58 PM
the Os have started art1 physics3 chi1 chi2 emath1 ss over~ ok late but many bests to all O takers make sure ur script not as high as mine can le maybe a 99? can la
Os dun seem as daunting as i tot i wld now tt ss is over theres only physics partially abit of amath practice half geog and full blown art very much ok i guess slowly munch away at e Os
they come to an end soon
Friday, November 04, 2005
2:22 AM
its 2:22am but i dun wanna slp nor do i want to study feel more like running or playing some dota like a regular trng day or smtg
on a sidenote i love life so this is what life in abundance is abt plans to prosper you, not to harm you how true amen
since fellow secfours are still mugging away shant mention that thing that's coming so soon after all, you came here to relax right? dun wanna make u feel guilty coming here that thing's coming so soon and yet you're here! now thats not very right issit? neither issit very right for me la but oh well
i feel i havent matured over the past few weeks yes thats supposed to be bad
ahhh... random thoughts im typing whatever comes to mind now with discretion of course, nowadays type wrongly will kena cook one
looking back at my older entries i find im typing more in better english thats good and bad, in a way like i said, must have singabolean book shit book shit is ben fen, for the unenlightened
bed front moon bright bright window open wind so chill on desk worksheets flipping anyhow sleepless nights - Os want come liao
squat in toilet ku lei pang sai (squat and shit) book in hands ka kin tak cheh (quickly study) wan run cannot run on my shit i drip bak sai (drip tears)
last time run run ankle sprain now everyday write write wrist so pain the books all want to throw away budden after that cannot see A so now hold back raging desire after 17th build bonfire
for now must study until orh bak kak (black eye) L1R5 try get lak (6) day after day just whack and mug dun care whether how jia lat (eat energy)
for though now the road seems dark by skill by tyco or by luck the Os will come good and good we will go from there our books to throw den not to worry how they mark go out in november and get your sui mak mak (pretty girl) hold these thoughts in your heart now is not the time to give up
die cambridge die we're not going down without a fight
Sunday, October 30, 2005
1:20 AM
its been almost 3 years since i started blogging ard 2 years since ive had a tagboard and finally so finally i have an imposter finally someone got it into his/her/its head to tag as khingky and leave a khingky message
yes i dun read love hina at all the khingky on the tagboard's a fake
congratulations on being imposter number1 unfortunately there will be no prize but there will be a shoo-ing off being the first however u get the honor of being shoo-ed on an entry instead of a measly tag shoo shoo
Friday, October 28, 2005
12:03 AM
how would you really know if u did something wrong? if no one told you if no one showed you if you couldnt tell or if someone didnt want to?
you've never had a guide neither alive nor not you've always did what you liked no one cared if u did or not you never heard what was bad you were never taught you lived your own life you never knew God
how then, do you tell?
u can just feel it pain comes along with it something just stirs you that voice you hear is always true
there is a consequence for every bad thing done an apple tree bears apples an apple tree never drops mangoes so a bad deed bears bad returns nothing good from bad will churn maybe to start with there will be but look beyond that and subsequently in the end you fall quite terribly
be a good boy/girl/boy-girl/thing today
Monday, October 24, 2005
5:45 PM
he looks left she looks right the sky falls nothing is in sight
he thinks he can she thinks she will they proceed together who for who to bail?
despite that thought they take the chance to tread this path together they advance to find if the will of God is in line with theirs run their races together hand in hand
Thursday, October 20, 2005
6:31 PM
thanks to inspiration from samchews blog ive perversed the lyrics of feel good inc to suit that of the impending doom of e Os we feel well the handful of us
cambridge's breaking down on the students backs but they just have to mug and cannot hold back so all u go and piss its apealling to see you wun get outta audi once you're almost free you got a new accustomation its a studious style a melancholy hall where they never smile and all i never wanna hear is the teacher speak now put your pens down or u're deemed a cheat
papers, papers for the man undone forever, pen in hand take it all in on your stride it is sinking, falling down undone forever but papers free undone forever you and me papers, papers for the man is everybody in?...
chlorine gas these concepts, scale maps lining em up like foreceps no khingky running on the track its the o level attack shit im doing all these papers in the heart of this here neighbour oso doing everything in the heart of this here watch me as i graduate ah ha ha ha ha yo we gonna be profound these notes we found with pens down your're in my place gonna clear the dust off the brains of us with pens down you kill the ink so dun stop practice, practice untill you're a million brain cells poorer watch the way i score my A ah ha ha ha ha
papers, papers for the man undone forever, pen in hand take it all in on your stride it is sinking, falling down undone forever but papers free undone forever you and me papers, papers for the man is everybody in?...
dun stop practice, practice we are your teachers speaking steady weady graduate ah ha ha ha
6:07 PM
thanks to inspiration from samchews blog ive perversed the lyrics of feel good inc to suit that of the impending doom of e Os we feel well the handful of us
cambridge's breaking down on the students backs but they just have to mug and cannot hold back so all u go and piss its apealling to see you wun get outta audi once you're almost free you got a new accustomation its a studious style a melancholy hall where they never smile and all i never wanna hear is the teacher speak now put your pens down or u're deemed a cheat
papers, papers for the man undone forever, pen in hand take it all in on your stride it is sinking, falling down undone forever but papers free undone forever you and me papers, papers for the man is everybody in?...
chlorine gas these concepts, scale maps lining em up like foreceps no khingky running on the track its the o level attack shit im doing all these papers in the heart of this here neighbour oso doing everything in the heart of this here watch me as i graduate ah ha ha ha ha yo we gonna be profound these notes we found with pens down your're in my place gonna clear the dust off the brains of us with pens down you kill the ink so dun stop practice, practice untill you're a million brain cells poorer watch the way i score my A ah ha ha ha ha
papers, papers for the man undone forever, pen in hand take it all in on your stride it is sinking, falling down undone forever but papers free undone forever you and me papers, papers for the man is everybody in?...
dun stop practice, practice we are your teachers speaking steady weady graduate ah ha ha ha
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
10:17 PM
orhh that day went trng at acjc everything was fun fine and everything la den aft tt went to shower look in e mirror realised my hair was still wet den dun wan use towel liao cuz stuffed it together with the smelly dirty clothes so use the stationary hair dryer a.k.a the regular toilet hand dryer
was happily drying the back of my head means looking down la den suddenly felt something resting on my hair backed off to see what it was something was half sticking out of e dryer couldnt quite tell wad it was just that it had legs and a tail...
it was a cooked lizard AND IT TOUCHED MY HAIR so ya went to wash hair again stupid lizard
moral of story: if u're drying ur hair halfway using some public dryer and some touches your hair its just ur imagination dun look
Monday, October 17, 2005
10:07 PM
today was a day of oozing, one of innumerable time wastage. the minutes spent lazing around came in throngs. bathing in the light emitting from the computer screen, my tired eyelids move closer to each other, looking to lock the eyelashes and call it a day.
acherly ah why am i trying to type good engrish? after all ah limpei is singabolean must have singabolean book shit (ben fen)
today basically is sibei sian. come home after tuition den nua everywhere all over the place. siao liao o lever wan come liao leh liddat how can? i is see monitor screen see until my eye bo bak sai, den become more small small. so tink better siam to kun now. kan ni yi hou (see u later)
12:55 AM
and so art is OVER p1 at least like roy said sitting down to study will b easier much easier see art's actually quite gd
newaez had some form of celebration aft tt so today's date is 161005 i will remember today sweet
Friday, October 14, 2005
11:23 PM
interesting convo ensued in toilet today xia and i both had raging da bian at e same time thus, to shit we went
me "aye i pang sai very tua sya one ah" xia "you noe how to pang sai one ornot?" "must control la" "breathe in... breathe out..." "just dun breathe out from down there"
thereafter we began to discuss all abt e art of shitting xia "pang sai need to concentrate one noe" which i blatantly ignored and continued talking xia "haiya dun tok to me i need to shit"
then today, jamien made me cry he needed to see how a tear rolls down e cheek and i had eye mo in my pencil case so cried for him
my handphone died on me the left button's dead and it switches off when u slide it at the most inappropriate of times, i shld say
im sorry i caused you some grief some pain i am content i really am actually its not ur fault more so mine there's not much to say except im sorry goodnight
Saturday, October 08, 2005
3:34 AM
its almost 4am n here i am awake from e 6-12 nap newaez here's the rough plan from now till next sat: A-R-T yes art project looks like its just gonna complete in time not much touching up time on hand den still got the workbk to do gahhh whack
what comes thereafter not planned yet but what comes after Os have heh yes im looking way far ahead long sightedness under my nose oso cannot see later trip and fall newaez after Os im gonna
STONE swim run cycle swim run cycle swim run cycle take a holiday, alone or not learn to cook play dota decorate room learn lyrics to many songs
those are well, just plans but some are quite certain to go on
church camp prefects camp ( i tink ) excercise go on a trip buy new books say i do
haii its another full saturday not sure if can pull through if i dun slp now heck gonna go play some liero now
Thursday, October 06, 2005
9:57 PM
long email too lazy to forward but impt so guess it shld come here reach out to a more intended group of ppl
Hello all, pls take time to read this. something to think about...Eh..Read onlyif you have time for God. Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end.God, when I received this e-mail, I thought... I don't have time for this ... And, this is really inappropriate during work. Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is...Exactly, what has caused a lot of the problems in our world today. We try to keep God in Church on Sunday morning... Maybe, Sunday night... And, the unlikely event of a midweek service. We do like to have Him around during sickness... And, of course, at funerals. However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play... Because... That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and should, handle on our own. May God forgive me for ever thinking... That.. there is a time or place where... HE is not to be FIRST in my life. We should always have time to remember all HE has done or us. If, You aren't ashamed to do this... Please follow the directions. Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father."
Not ashamed? Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!! Yes, I do Love God. HE is my source of existence and Savior. He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be nothing. Without Him, I am nothing. But, with strengthens me. (Phil 4:13) >>This is the simplest test .. If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE has done for you... Send this to other christians! I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus..DoYou love Him?
THE POEM I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due So I knelt and said a hurried prayer, And jumped up off my knees. My Christian duty was now done My soul could rest at ease. All day long I had no time To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends, They'd laugh at me I'd fear. No time, no time, too much to do, That was my constant cry, No time to give to souls in need But at last the time, the time to die. I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life. God looked into his book and said "Your name I cannot find. I once was going to write it down... But never found the time"
Now do you have the time to pass it on? Make sure that you scroll through to the end.
Easy vs. Hard Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to tell a lie
Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God But yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail, but yet we forward all of the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs are getting larger?
Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete it? Just remember-God is watching you.
Prayer Wheel- Let's see the devil stop this one! Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a prayer for the person that sent it to you.... That's all you have to do... There is nothing attached... This is so powerful.... Do not stop the wheel, please.... Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the very best one.... There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS! May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills, nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this without reading it because of the title on it? There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply. "What are you gonna do with them?" I asked. "Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner orlater. What will you do?" "Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them." The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?" "Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!" "How much?" the pastor asked again. The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said,"$10?" The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone. The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting."Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there.. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked. Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!" "And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!" How much?" He asked again. Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life." Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price. The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan who, by the way, also "believes" in God) Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire,but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing? Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them. Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me. I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they will be blessed by God in a way special for them. And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that indeed it was sent out to many more For the life of the flesh is in the blood: and I have given it to you upon the altar to make an atonement for your souls: for it is the blood that maketh an atonement for the soul. The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.
9:57 PM
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
12:24 PM
results are out and i am happy ok so there were tons of moderation but when was there not? so the school has saved me from gg over 2o its a 8 point improvement over my best of 21 i guess here's the honor roll:
yes engrissh after that horrendous 11/25 for summary hallelujah art this time round is 3rd last in de level somewhat expected wtvr its over now so i guess 13 plus running shld b gd for ib kan ba teh lets go
Monday, October 03, 2005
8:41 PM
perhaps sometimes we come to wonder, why the troubles of the world befall upon us. why do things happen the way they do, why do we tread upon this realm in supposed dominance over all earth, only to be struck by problems, buried under burdens.
we ask where God has gone.
if God so loved the world he created, why then did he inflict such torment upon his creation? for all his wonderful mercies and forgiveness, he still went ahead to rain down pain on us.
some pray tirelessly for evasion or even obliteration of their woes, but at times the prayers are not answered. yes, they have not been answered, but i believe that they have been heard. a good test of your christian faith comes when you still continue to trust in the Lord despite adverse circumstances. can u still continue to worship and praise God even after he decides to strike you down with the sufferings of the world? what faith is it, if a single setback will turn you away from God? unless of course, God is still only imaginary in your heart. virtual, unreal. therefore if the prayers do not come true, then God is no God. that is no faith.
without troubles, how many will truly turn to God? without troubles, how many will even get to know God in the first place? how can you evangelize if your oikos have no troubles whatsoever? how will we begin to grow, shed our childish skins and mature if we are put through no toughening?
some may argue that there is no need for growing up. we just go through the motions of life, enjoying every bit of it.
what is joy if there is no suffering? what is water if there is no thirst? what is rest if there is no work? the day no one remembers suffering, could very well be the day no one remembers joy.
if you feel that your life has been ridden with more sadness than joy, perhaps it is time to reflect on your own actions before God. it has been tried and tested with many, including yours truly, and proven that sins and suffering are proportional. sin acts as a wall, barricading us from God.
also, trust in the Lord is also important to what God has in store for us. if one cannot trust in God to deliever one from trouble to a beautiful horizon, then God cannot work in one's life. indeed, many of the greatest things in life come only after hardship.
so how real is God to you, and have you been a good boy/girl/thing lately?
Sunday, October 02, 2005
12:49 PM
gossip spreads like wildfire mostly tho after being processed many times over in various different minds fire will turn to toilet paper for some obscure reason humans are made in such a way unable to relay accurate msgs so inevitably what comes out in the end can become rather amusing
i never knew exactly how much info can change but as i have found out even as early as the second degree there can be perversion in news and it is a pervasive perversion it has spread very much far and wide much changed, i should figure
i never much knew it myself until nick pointed it out to me sometime back i didnt have the habit of talkin behind ppl's backs or so he felt maybe i did maybe i did not but as they say do unto others as u will them do to u perhaps now i shld make a concerted effort be the loudspeaker this time round be the medium where info turns corrupt and crooked be the gossiper
eat my enzymes pui pui pui
Thursday, September 29, 2005
10:23 PM
lots of news bt bloggers nowadays what with flaming skls n tchrs plus racism den kena sue without warning and all im glad ive kept forgetting to do any of those yes im an anti-*beep* as well yes the beep can be anything so u cant sue me
feel very tempted to critisize smtg but that'll be kinda stupid like jumping into the river after seeing crocs swallow ppl whole in it summore i heard cannot imply oso so shall not take no risk instead i will type very neutral stuffs or stuff the "victims" involved want to hear
newaez went cut hair at fareast 2dae for some reason la wonder wad newaez saw eng tchr there cuz she's supposedly got this accessory shop there being a caring, thoughtful and responsible tchr the first thing she asked was that she tot i was supposed to b studying so i pointed to my hair being understanding she nodded as we parted ways heyhey i like my hair wheeeee first time never cut until as short as nose hair great happiness
newaez today bids jamien happy 5840days thank you for being you thank you for bringing me to church thank you for mentoring me how to make hair thank you for there leaning over the table when im feeling kinky happy 16
12:32 AM
so it comes to this afterall we make the decision expose ourselves to the fall to fulfill this shared vision to together stand tall
what we will face i cannot say but whatever the taste let come what may then at the stars we will gaze our burdens we lay
i promised and so i will i'll be the one i'll fit your bill it'll be part of our own deal take me till your very fill
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
11:22 PM
another hardcore review day taxing i tell u well at least no being singled out regardless, time was by no means galloping away it was limping time burning entertaintment came in small pockets from goldfish/ting mini piano concerts to trapping bits of sponge in ppls hair to caressing poor william
after school ended everything zapped off in a blur so fast the details have somehow eluded me and i am therefore unable to blog it all out right its just for me to know and for u to find out unless of course, u already do
so what is it now? its unofficial yet so real and mutual this thing we share this uncertainty we bear at least its a good headache its all real none fake
Monday, September 26, 2005
11:10 PM
multitudes of students file into the auditorium slowly, they shuffle sideways into the rows of seats finally, everyone is settled down they wait in great impatience for it to be over for the english paper review to be over
the students shift restlessly in their seats totally uninterested in the teacher's droning then it came to scrutinizing the mistakes of one candidate everyone perks up this has gotta be funny
it is a summary passage apparently some foolish idiot did it substituted lots of words but got lousy marks another guy just lifted and got much higher what a loser, everyone thinks
the passage flashes on the auditorium screen every eye begins to inspect the defective summary no index number, though
then it struck me like being struck by the stark realisation that it was my script it was my script fazed, i carefully read the summary over again word for word my way of the summary had been punctured gone are the 17s and above 11 was the score
OMP haha well hope its the only part where i died la i still tink i can rake in a 2 or 3 sobsob?
Sunday, September 25, 2005
7:17 PM
one carefree life one study free time one period of relaxation one moment only
there's still de feeling at e back of de head some dire need to hit the books or practice but the other half of me calling out to slouch let down my shoulders relak one korner
the turn of the prelims brought an ankle and wrist injury recovering mythically fast tho must have been the prayer i can walk now i am not lame i hear the protests
life is good things are going beautifully even if the prelims start decomposing i guess its still pretty much fine my life has turned for the better ive stepped into the light at e end of e tunnel ive breathed the freshest of air im running into the horizon towards a wide, open green plain where the sky meets the land and the orange(yellow? red?) sun semi-submerges wtvr life is good
Thursday, September 15, 2005
9:59 PM
as many urban males in sg have found or rather the adolescent community has found that dota can be quite very addictive so much so that ppl spend money to lan spend time on bnet throw com monitors out the widows when they get owned and many more
today i decided to indulge in a game of 6.12b everything was well was half owning then it hit me like gastric pains that crush your insides very badly i had gastric pains however reluctant to loosen my hold on a fairly fine game i kept away from de food and stuck to de screen
and so i released enuf butt air to supply a save water mascot noe those inflated water droplets that got stolen? yesh those if i had let everything all out at one go i wldve broken a record or worse enshroud myself in the fart and die making the world a much sadder place
newaez on a more cheery note happy 17 to yanni sorry it had to go under a smelly post ah yes did i mention? jolin tsai's birthday as well
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
11:55 PM
instead of staying home to study 2dae i spent my day out no regrets i say no regrets at all
days like these should happen more often at least there's smtg else to look forward to den maybe life wun seem so long time wun pass so slowly in fact everything flew past too quickly today someone should invent a time capsule quick so can save the time u dun need and load it out when u need it cool, no?
which puts me to wonder will time run too fast for me? afterall ive been used to a draggy dimension a sudden acceleration might just unsettle me forward or retreat? i dunno just trust in God everything shld come fine all i noe is im happy
2:39 AM
there's this really strong lamp in my living room super bright, hot and all as we all or most know insects like to hover ard light sources the bulb, being exposed, has toasted several insects that have flown its way after bbq-ing de poor creatures, the lamp emits some smoke which is kinda cool and all but there's the smell as well- the essence of the insects sick can the stench floats up ur nostrils ugghhhh
just a few days back several bugs decided to take a field trip to the lamp approx 3 of them approached the illuminated one at once that was some smoke man some smell, too and even more spectacular was when the bulb cracked strength in numbers, they say the burning was too much for the glass
it was a pit of chao tah insects when the lamp was lowered so beautiful leiii hmmmm
1:53 AM
decided bloggy was due for a change since i haf e nxt 3days free cuz of pprs i dun take tot i cld waste some precious time here life is good adieu
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
9:48 PM
Silence. Zach could even hear the pulsating sound of his blood gushing through his veins with every heartbeat, much less the sound of his own breathing. With each step taken down the cobble path, everything became clearer. Zach was stepping out of what seemed to be a shroud of complete nothingness. Zach’s watch, still running on the time he arrived here, read 10:34am.
The sky was blacker than pitch black. Somehow however, Zach could make out a sort of whirlpool above in the heavens, or whatever was above. By now, even with the absence of light, the path that lay ahead was very much illuminated.
He had been walking for quite a while now, but nothing seemed to vary on the plain road that was barricaded by low cobblestone walls. Beyond the cobblestone walls is a pure void. Even nothing seemed too much a word for the empty abyss. Zach felt no sense of evil here. Nor was there joy, sorrow or any emotions that a human soul could grasp. This realm is devoid of everything, anything and nothing.
This is the end of time
The end of time is a dimension where everything that ever existed collapsed and came to an end. Everything – from the entire universe to all the unknowns that were present beyond the universe collapsed; nothing could withstand the test of time. Well, almost everything. Zach, together with the cobblestone path were evidently still in existence.
Still treading aimlessly down the walkway, Zach began to recap how he ended up here in the first place.
Relaxing to the chill morning breeze, Zach stood at the deck of his yacht and watched the seagulls overlap each other in jest. Extending his limbs, he stretched lazily before collapsing into the foldable chair. Zach was totally oblivious to the impending disaster that would soon befall him.
As Zach closed his eyes to listen to the gentle sound of the waves crashing against his yacht, he realized that he could not hear any. He got to his feet and made his way to the side of the yacht. The waves had seized their motion and were indefinitely immobile. However the yacht was still drifting towards a seemingly darker patch of water. It was too late.
Zach suddenly snapped back to reality as he stepped off the cobblestone path into the empty void unconsciously. He tried to jump back onto the cobblestones but found no friction. He began to fall…
Zach fell and fell. There was no end to it. Suddenly, his head ached. His memories from since he landed in the end of time whitewashed. He landed with a thud in pure darkness. It was empty, it was silent. His watch read 10.34pm.
Monday, September 05, 2005
11:35 PM
the crescent moon depicts the void as the crimson pieces lay unpatched sad songs to my core deployed under my chin are my hands to catch
the rose is real again it blossoms without restraint but will planting it end in vain? the stitched crack again to taint unspeakable will be the silent pain is there no other picture to paint? im tired of losing this unusual game
this is my fear fear that makes fortresses disappear to once again be without cheer alone with that faithful tear
to camp again with a heavy heart isnt this the actual start? take that stake and draw my blood i don't want to crumble under this gray flood
take the pieces and cast them aside together with the times when i hid and cried this time i will not suffer and bide back and forth that is how i died flushed by the waves and by the tide to shield the soft belly the weak inside
Saturday, September 03, 2005
11:38 PM
came up with a list of wierd records or my very own khingky's book of records with a taste of khingky's believe it or not
longest fart : roughly 12secs longest bus ride : 6hrs longest piece of da bian : approx. 23cm fastest shower : 1.5mins fastest pang sai session : 2mins longest crush : 4years longest stone time : 30+mins longest sleep : 16hrs longest phone call : 8pm-5am (9hrs) longest period without phonecalls : 4months most amt of cash in wallet at one time : 1k
ok thats all i can tink of fer now anwz 2dae went acsinternational funfair haha there was this archery thing we tried as in with real arrows and bows my first hit was how nice lah... kinda near e bulls eye the second however... was miserable it went at least 5m off mark piece thru e canvas in e background and went thru e fence to e other side so malu =(
numbers 23:19 God is not a man, that he should lie nor a son of man, that he should repent has he said, and he will not do? Or has he spoken, and he will not make it good?
Friday, September 02, 2005
12:27 AM
quenched are the unliving innumerable the non-existent blessings undermined are the comings thrifty to ends the loving intricate are the proceedings nocturnal the reminiscing guessing yet my meaning?
looking looking looking for something? back to the basics, only the curious will have something to find
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
10:44 PM
oh nose! i forgot to jump at 090909, 090909! that would have made me not of this earth at that moment
anw CHAI CHEE BAK CHOR MEE IS BACCKKKK oh my blue son
when it disappeared i was like :'( i tot they went for good but but but they just moved next door only! now revamp until v atas got set meal, got theme and they added a slice of abalone into the noodles GAHHHH
Monday, September 07, 2009
6:34 PM
i'm running safsa cross next month so for this month boss give offs every 1, 3, 5 go macs run run
today sit on the bus looked out the window and stoned such a familiar feeling a humming in my legs and the sizzling in my butt
i've run again
Sunday, August 09, 2009
1:41 PM
it's a glorious sunday afternoon to spend in camp i've resorted to blogging to while my time away so far i've read 4 newspapers, beat my high score at bubble spinner come close to my word challenge high score many times checked on the guards taken 45mins to eat my measly lunch picked up single items from my office on multiple trips
so far i've succeeded in burning 5 hours about 19 more to go i'll try to give 12 of those to sleep at random instances and at random places
i've ran out of newspapers my eyes are drying up from staring at this screen and im tired of both standing and sitting
at least if it stays this way till tomorrow morning i can relax and grow more brain of which of course i already have in abundance but more wouldnt hurt my chances at breaking my word challenge high score
`tis my first time doing a weekend one there's nobody in camp ghost maybe have
think i have a bbq at home later which i wont be at cuz im stuck down here hoping nothing happens till i hand over
lets see if i werent here i'd probably take a rare walk down orchard road then i'll linger around orchard boulevard at the right time then when the clock strikes 8:22pm i'd come to attention and recite the national pledge there and then
by the time i reach this sentence i'd have read the above at least 8 times for whatever reason i cannot tell except to inspire myself to type more and waste away another 10mins
i cant believe it takes weekend duty to finally get myself to blog longer than 3 sms length
from now till tomorrow i think i'll take a few long long showers play abit of pool ALONE play alot of word challenge and bubble spinner re-re-re-read maybe a quarter of the bible blog a few entries do many chin ups sleep at random instances at random places oh man i got nothing left to type
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
9:56 PM
my mc finito alr veh sad tomorrow must go work at least its wednesday alr then maybe thursday take off friday as good as a half day and friday got IHAL echo! heh just got the sms on that v good v good
i wld release i is got many at IHAL echo but nowsaday no rehearsals v hard to have any inspiration everything at work all so monotone no laife! just now stare at the script many many but nothing nothing come out
in other news i havent been running enough and probably cant run till end of the week or smtg which will be duty day then rest next day then it'll be too late to train alr oh mans gahh i don wanna run 21
Sunday, July 19, 2009
11:57 PM
today i learned that Jason Mraz's I'm Yours is not conducive to gek sai-ing
Friday, July 17, 2009
8:51 PM
THERE'S SPONGEBOB MARATHON NOWWW i watched like 8 episodes alr so exciting can
but im too tired to carry on quite sad but too bad
anw my dad saw the word spongebob on the top right hand corner of the tv then he asked in chinese if it was SPONGEBOB or SPONGE808 like sponge ba ling ba haha quite funny
Sunday, July 12, 2009
1:43 PM
recently lta leoel's officer sword kena oxidise so if one day need to use for parade he really eat energy so now i cleaning my one oso need to oil it some time
wiping the blade with one of my shirts i wondered abt the meaning of the sword how come saf spend money every batch to give each officer an engraved sword
i heard in older, less tactical times like before a battle started the officers will draw their swords then raise it at the enemy then the men will charge
of course in 3G battles nowadays the sword will b super in the way it'd be shiny, noisy, cumbersome and of course, when we sit on the field chair the sword will very din teh
but nowsdays officers don seem to be held in such regard anymore esp with so many nsf 2lt like me got no men to command need to rapport with other ppl's men to get work done then in the end become more like friend at most they get awed at how fit u are or how much pay u get each month but that's really about it
the officer nowsaday to me ah abit less of prestige abit less of honor abit less of carrying your platoon on ur shoulders but more of doing work more of troubleshooters more of doing cover work
in a way is closer to the office part of officer then where come the operational side? go war got knowledge, got planning, got thinking is good but no c2, no mandate is how?? this is cannor! but is liddat
12:14 AM
snail! i saw it somewhere outside my house so i went home and despite my tiredness got a spoon of salt and went out to melt the snail got the squeaky squeaky sound dunno is snail melting sound or snail screaming sound
i'm still a boy ns havent make me boy to man yet
Friday, July 10, 2009
11:55 PM
eh i think the iHAL WDS (wiff drawer simpsoms) got huge effect on me i anyhowly blog only then all the lines come out in that last entry
then today i caught a sight of myself in a mirror somewhere in camp then i realised my officer seh gone! i was standing on one leg, shaking the other hands on my hips, elbows back head cocked to one side dunno look like what you is know?
Thursday, July 09, 2009
10:28 PM
eh reading my recent entries realised all bleak bleak one not like last time when this blog still flourishing see la nong nong a time ago alr say sad sad emo emo is no one will come but still got those ppl out there thick eye shadow with face-covering fringe
but anws now gonna ord must start picking up the hweeling again
as a matter in fact i started counting down alr today shld be 70+ workdays left including saturdays a few more offs here and there and vua la, what is it we have here? oooo ord personnel, i see
then i also started getting fitter ran my 16k v v fastly today! but im not gonna get any bigger until at least after ahm otherwise i will die, reanimate, then kena exorcise
Sunday, June 28, 2009
9:27 PM
Saturday night was the finale of I Have A Lot I'm having withdrawal symptoms
At the drawing of the curtains I went around looking if anyone needed comforting offering in jest the mummy cloth for tears maybe a shoulder to cry on
turns out i needed some comforting myself when i got home i started to cry wimper even like how i felt 2 years back that last race, those last runs, my last 3:18
in fact, on the 2nd week of july i realised this was gonna end and i cherished every rehearsal every bit and inch of I Have A Lot i looked forward to practice after work i lingered on after rehearsals i took in everyone, took in the colors we brought to the dull looking space outside LT1
i wish i could do more for this group of ppl and so i did I Is Got Many
i'm also very thankful i didnt fit leslie and landed the johnny job instead it's not that i played johnny well but more because johnny was a part of me way back during the happiest period of my life i loved playing johnny and in this God spoke and taught me so many things i will always remember johnny now
i still say my lines when i shower and now i spend a little more time washing off the tears it was such a wonderful thing that God did i can't bear to see it end like this heaven must feel at least like this
serving God is exhilirating i want to serve God all my life
Friday, June 12, 2009
2:32 PM
my body is aching in various parts some of which i never knew existed they hurt when i move and i'm lovin it. lets me know im growing for those who havent seen me for a long time i've become this skinny dude small, unfit and in pixelised green running 9.03 for 2.4 at all out, salivating down my chest pace
apart from that i'm really quite tired out after work go rehearsal after rehearsal go home sleep wake up then rinse and repeat so took a half day off today would have left earlier but went to the mess to play pool now office nobody only got ghost
on another note i like my new earphones very fitting and quite clear the noise cancellation quite good also keep having ppl tap me on the shoulder cuz i really cldnt hear anything now got more personal touch at work
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
12:21 AM
equipped with the new uniform today i guess can speak abt it right since it's so widely publicized
doesnt feel as different as i thought it would i still cant feel the cool air when i blow onto it it is see through under light though
the most important thing i learnt though was in the pants some parts were designed to be anti-abrasion but others were not i guess there is some truth when i heard recruits now cannot use uniform to camo off cuz off the stitching that might scratch the face because wearing the old uniform i could do so without underpants but apparently with the new one some parts that weren't meant to get abrasions because constantly expanding and contracting parts heal slower got abrasions i must wear underpants
Sunday, May 31, 2009
12:40 AM
i was water baptised today
i used to think it was just a dunk notwithstanding all the symbolism that it was just an act, a declaration nothing more, nothing less
today walking to the pulpit sharing my life story taking the dunk
was magical very, very magical i regret not basking in it
the downside was that my mom was non-participating again and only a small group was there since they detached it from the main service meaning i couldn't share my story with more
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
10:22 PM
switch off that tv. switch off that tv! little clowns and little shades! weeping moms, scheming maids noble frowns and fancy braids and yellow sunflowers, that bumblebee!
fan me my brimstone! fear me now you opaque mirror rhyming words and further, further round and round my gypsy skips around dazed gnomes with elvish lips mine, mine, all mine!
stage a play and call me now call me home and call me kenneth call on me and i shall know i shall know that you haved called calling, calling, I'm calling now i have been called! but i have to call nothing but to call? call me home and call me kenneth
what a stage i am upon! where have all the actors gone? beyond the stars, between the moon - giggling, smirking, pointing. I laugh and they echo back or is that I that echoes back? hear me now you cheery sticks! hear my calling and my call which do i heed and whom to do I yield?
perhaps i have seen! that my call has led me to. through darkness and through night to bring them hope to bring them light in my stardust i can see but nothing, and nothing beyond me deep in the depths red eyes peep they chatter, they chatter to disturb my sleep; this sleep of mine whatever sleep this is.
i cross my arms but I lift my hands see me now, see me now for who i am.
a rubric's cube is in my hands. the myriad shifts, the spectrum goes. here i have, here i have! a jigsaw, unlikely it may be that came together! unlikely they were like. oh can't you see?
Friday, May 08, 2009
3:01 PM
my dear ran a 38.8 fever with me! same time kena the fever also then we both have sore throat headache and nausea. but i have joint pain and she's suspected to be turning into a flying pig because the swine flew
Friday, May 01, 2009
3:09 AM
i'm back from taiwan and even though there's no time difference i'm suffering from some jet lag can't get to sleep before 4
i think i lost my toothbrush on the way back come to think of it i haven't brushed my teeth for a few days now... i seem to be forgetting things moving abit slower lesser and lesser activity lesser and lesser health lesser and lesser spark in the eye
this blog is rotting like xb's foot im too lazy to put the chat box back up also i think i blog differently from last time im thinking of how to end this post properly but like cannot
Thursday, March 26, 2009
10:30 PM
My Officer's Creed
My duty is to lead, to excel, and to overcome It is not to coerce, to punish, or to ease my way My mission comes before my men But my men must come before me
I will be the first to enter the battle and I will be the last to leave it I am called to fight within the darkness But I will seek to bring light to it
I will be as impenetrable as night But I will strike as thunder I will respect everyone for who they are I must in humility, act
I am an officer I am not a slave master
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
10:53 PM
TAXI RANT i waited for a cab at 4.50 and about 30 cabs were changing shift, busy, or just ignored me at 5.06 i boarded a cab and realised surcharges start from 5 onwards nooooooo
Monday, March 16, 2009
6:13 AM
2 consecutive friday 13s have gone i have come away alive with 1 light sprain and 1 free subway sandwich voucher what bad luck i have
anw i just woke up from a 12 hour sleep i came home at 5 yesterday intending to do stuff but fell straight to sleep and just woke up v good catching up but gonna lose it all doing duty later
last week my room was invaded by a rat i came home to find 2 pieces of shit on my bed 2 on the floor 1 on my chair beside a puddle of piss my dad thought they were bugs so he picked them up and squeezed "mmm... really is rat shit " then as i was standing by my door the rat ran past my feet and into my room so i had to open the patio door to let it out in the process i shrieked and jumped up but that wasn't the point
Monday, February 16, 2009
12:17 PM
yesterday was happy birthday! and happy total defence day.
i planned to spend my birthday doing things that were very me but like all plans they always fail
my plans began to go awry from the start; i actually woke up way before 12pm like ard 7+ to reach PL mrt at 9 to settle some things following that, i recovered and did the typical thing and walked the longer way to the bus stop then lament at the hot weather for making me sweat so
things continued to go according to plan when i reached home and plopped myself on the couch things was still going well when i flipped through channels 32, 33 and 35 looking for some cartoon that i did watch which usually have la then i came upon double, back to back episodes of spongebob squarepants! however my plans crumbled before my eyes when i watched 2 episodes i never watched before
after that went to church and the bus actually came on time hur
left with my qiu qiu to go galvanise at our lao di fang then sang loud loud on my way home got home, lobo doing nothing then fall asleep too late
Saturday, February 14, 2009
12:42 AM
i went for rehearsals today for take my hand its err next friday!! and today was my first session we're doing things that require like kicking out at least 90 degrees to the side anyone who knows me long enough knows that i can't touch my toes when i saw the rehearsal programme like starts 2 weeks before the event i know it will all still turn out well because everything with god always turns out well ring ring i believe!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
9:11 PM
forced by circumstances (a.k.a. stadium closed) i undertook an ardous, reluctant long run it's been v v long since i last did one all my running has been speed, speed, speed
today my plan was to get myself lost then 20mins later, run home
it started off well enough i didn't dare run too fast and sure enough i began turning a darker shade of blue then i was prompted to include god in my run
and today, my run was exhilirating thrills ran through my body and soul pleasures coursed through my veins pain echoed in my legs fatigue thundered my lungs and i've come to truly acknowledge that all these are part of god's creation
there is the thirst, then there is the quench neither meaningful without the other that is why god said 'I am who I am' because that is most apt and that it most enjoyable
and through everything i discovered that I have been left dry for far too long i've left god out of my affairs and i've rung hollow in today's communion with god, i found that self that has been missing
i begin to see that we are called to live in accordance to his will in that we may not become one kind of christian but we may experience uniqueness by following his one law we do not end up as of one nature but of individuals, but in absolute freedom and in this we are not bound
in the same way as i ran and tried to get lost i always ended up heading home no matter how i turned or direct bashed i would come home and then i realised, that today, i really did come home
Saturday, January 10, 2009
1:46 AM
PAYDAYYY yay now im not peniless and no need to rely on ppl to return money which hansel hasnt done so need to hang pigs head alr but no money to buy pig head
3you 4jie 3you 2huan 4zai 4jie 3bu 2nan
owe $ pay $
Sunday, January 04, 2009
1:19 AM
i have a sudden craving for leopard crawls and fire and movement drills do until damn shagged curse myself for ever entertaining the thought then enjoying the rest of my current job then till i toy with crawling in mud again
Saturday, January 03, 2009
12:30 AM
yesterday which was 40mins ago (workday!) i learnt how to hit my cue ball straight how to score more foosball (fuus? fools? phoos?) goals i learned how to defend your air hockey goal better
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
8:17 PM
i'm brokkeee and ppl owe $ neh pay $ i must dispatch victor to splash paint hang his head no hang pig head on their door
i also dunno how the money disappeared must be the officer-to-be tag got to us when we were still cadets must act like occifer ma
Monday, December 29, 2008
4:58 AM
gah im awake im awake cant get to sleep thank god took first half day leave otherwise i'll be leaving home soon
uploading pictures onto facebook is a chore esp if it fails 2 times a row gahh 3 times gahhh then u realise u got 3 copies of some photos =(
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
12:47 PM
oh and to whoever still reads this (me) i tweaked some parts of this blog =)
12:19 PM
it's been very long since I last did this thing i guess probably no one sees this anymore... things have been happening but mostly unpublishable not cuz of explicit content but cuz now is still in the army i think its ok to say that i still have 11 months to go right, msd?
ok im not quite used to this anymore so i dunno how to go on i'll just end here this time maybe i'll blog more again soon
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
12:10 AM
1 more year to ord, o-r, o-r, d!
Sunday, September 07, 2008
12:56 PM
i gave up writing my army diary long ago there's nothing worth writing where i am, khing didnt come god came, but somehow stopped there waiting for the perfect time and hence i wait, too
Friday, August 08, 2008
9:48 PM
today, 8/8, i jumped at 8.08am, at exactly 8s past 8.08am.
at 080808, at 080808hours, i was not of this earth
Friday, June 20, 2008
7:25 PM
OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU GODD LOGISTICCCSSSS
i must be the fittest log oct ever it's a miracle thank god
Saturday, June 07, 2008
1:06 AM
i finally booked out from field camp its supposedly the highlight of my current term so better days are ahead
in any case i cant blog anything abt it the last i heard someone blogged the name of the exercise then kena 01 x good one
what i can blog about is that i think someone up there is hearing me i think i can find myself again
it was the activity prior to field camp i stood there in the rain peering out from under the hood of my jacket and stared at the gloom of the canopy i wondered again where i was who i was when i was then i closed my eyes and said a little prayer
i stood there in the rain peering out from under the hood of my jacket and stared at the magnificence of the rain i watched as the gleaming droplets bounced off the leaves i saw again the beauty in all the creation i saw again the hands that crafted creation i saw and i was holding a saw =)
it all flashed past march03, july03, december03, april04, september05, december07 i felt the wetness of the rain on my pants i felt them wrapping uncomfortably around my legs i said this is discomfort i took a breath i savoured discomfort and that was discomfort that was a familiar process i think i can find me i think i am coming back
and i still thought so throughout field camp that is a familiar feeling i think khing will be back
Thursday, May 29, 2008
6:10 PM
i've just been reading some of my older entries i really miss the old me i cannot find that khing in the mirror nowadays i cannot see that spark in my eyes anymore
i remember bongard telling me that one training and it reverberated in me so strongly "you've lost that spark in your eyes" i was a failure then but i picked up again thereafter i know how i did it
i need god i need the love of my life to come back from china i need acx
i need all these things to fall into place i need the old khing to come back i need that arrogant confidence, the positiveness the strength but of course the looks have remained i still stun myself when i look in the mirror i wished i still could make more jokes like that like the old me would like the old me would say it isn't a joke i'm not so sure now
1:59 PM
booking out is such a rarity now things change very quickly when you're in the outside world for a limited period you book out after an endless stay in safti and you realise that there are many new things or many forgotten things out there such as new buildings realising that there are more than 20 females in the outside world and finding the voice behind ash of pokemon going through puberty
i've also forgotten how to style my hair how to take my time doing everything how to wake up late and why i wake up so freaking early
i've also forgotten who i was so i've opened the last 200 entries in my blog again bar the ones back at bigbloggybloodyblog.blogspot share me with me
Friday, May 23, 2008
6:27 PM
i dunno how to blog now
Sunday, May 04, 2008
2:54 PM
i never had a liking for premier institutes but here in this phase of my life i'm stuck at another after this i wish i can choose not to step into one they're very artificial, and i don't like it.
i've learnt where i am now to despise discipline and to resent teamwork. i have learned to fear unlearnt how to be brave thank god i still have kept my christianity but the institution has undone its very mission i hate it here
Sunday, March 23, 2008
9:21 PM
off to ocs tomorrow like kevin said is dunno whether to laugh or cry tomorrow we knock on the gates of hell and for 9 months we'll be burning burning
gahhhh help
Friday, March 14, 2008
1:24 PM
9 weeks
This is my flair; this is my flight In my horrid stare, beyond, a gruesome sight. I see I saw, I fled in fright. Tomorrow perhaps, I will still see light.
I'm meant to serve my tenure, But I am doing time Behind this mask, my phantom shines. To dawn and dusk my sleeves unfold Till long and last I build on gold.
Upon this rock I stand today. That lighthouse upon the cliff Perched in lofty haze. Through the clouds my love shines through To save me, from this wretched mess.
Across my chest this black metal thumps In unison my heart beats, Yet I run a slump. I cannot trust my charge, regrettably so. But then the saying, "you reap, you sow".
Still I remain in this prison trapped, A tranquil, a peace, a peace i seek. Calm my heart where from you hail, For i trust no longer, the longer i fear.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
1:16 AM
HERE'S THE VIDEO I LOVE AIZAT abit shaky and some parts cannot see but its alright aizat is still my hero
there's someone else videoing tho can someone pls pls pls identify him
in case you're wondering im the one on your right shorter in height
Monday, January 07, 2008
9:55 PM
results day very surprised our school did so well not surprised i did well though it was more than i deserved but it seems god has been good to me lately
that was happy
i shaved my head im bald
that was not happy
AIZAT VIDEOED OUR DANCE
that was very happy i love aizat
Thursday, January 03, 2008
1:43 AM
came back a few days ago from holiday went with parents, cousin n my woman to macau shenzhen n hk
basically was alot of rushed fun and essentially too long to rmb least of all to blog out much like the asean schs trip way way back in august which i have given up blogging much like the germany trip years ago
in a few short sentences i shall attempt to capture the trip in its outline
macau. as all things macau our 6 star hotel had a casino open to 18 year olds very eye opener cuz i've never been to one nor tried and still have not tried also was the indoor river + boats beautifulous
shenzhen. FREE catered by dad's contacts who saw the need to treat us to too much food all the time shopping was dismal until the discovery of the hidden pasar malam all hell broke loose within my wallet
hk. also dismal shopping till the discovery of pasar malam loose hell broke looser then also was ocean park it had the most vertical pirate ship and some really nauseating rides of which qiu n i tried only 5
the jellyfish aquarium was more fish then jelly cuz we saw tons of fish we never knew like hybrid shark sting ray seadragon and such and only one tiny, 30 by 20 cm tank of ipod nano sized jellyfish
we also got a video clip of two pandas climbing a tree and fighting on it also i saw first hand the workings of a panda's anus
Sunday, December 16, 2007
10:30 PM
just had church camp on tues-fri i still dont like games and into the first 2 days the games were wrecking camp for me...
i learnt that god's plans take time i have heard it before but never registered it has been preached before but because i have never experienced they remained just preaching to me i also learned a disdain for words preaching wouldnt work if they were just merely the words of a pastor there needs to be something more and on day 3 something more happened
the last camp was a disaster for me god dissipated from my life i no longer heard nor saw no longer felt nor thought about but life was successful everything was smooth i got more than i deserved so life was good but on day 3 the dissipation reversed and i realized how much even with a good life i missed god i cried my face out
is your life good today? can it get any better?
Sunday, December 02, 2007
6:44 PM
this morning i ran the stand chart 10k but the focus here isn't the race but rather what happened after i was completely wasted and feeling weak, cold and the bad feelings get-able it got worse and i thought i was gonna die of course that was far from what was happening the point is at that time it did feel so
and laying there almost motionless i wondered to myself what happens next some tears will be shed here and there i guess or hope, at least then i realised i wouldn't want any if i died, i wanted those who cried to know something
that i died happy i died doing what i loved to do and let tears cease to fall i'd pick dropping dead at 3 per k pace over dying in my sleep peacefully at 83
true, i ran myself to death but running made me live i learned so much from running and quite literally, running kept me alive my team mates kept me alive and so much more would have turned out badly if i never ran
i thought to myself as i laid there if i were to die someone should know this now you know
on another note my recent entries have been more like contemplative and reflective must be the result of reading the glass bead game and the lack of training with the team and being runaround idiots i will wake up for training
Saturday, December 01, 2007
1:40 PM
...as he saw it coming. A promise. All around him, voices rang high, sounding out a final anthem in deep nostalgia, as if their spirits looked long and hard over their shoulders. A few tears peeped out of the corners of eyes. The chorus reverberated once again, and it seemed the many voices entwined into one. There was a resonance. A resonance he did not share. A promise he took no part of.
His voice stood apart from the rest, staring listlessly as the myriad of colors twisted into a spire, dancing to the rhythm of fire. Embers swept across the hall with walls that changed colors, destroying the past, forging a future. But for him the destruction was a welcome one. Promise nothing to him.
Cherish, not cherish the lost. For him he felt no such longing. He treasured and rubbished according to his valuation of the things and people around him, not according to the possession of them.
Now onwards he holds his dreams. Into the distance his goals are blur, and others claim them vaguer still. But others were them who imposed their own beings on his own, who took a consensus to live the way that they have lived. He holds a jewel that no one sees in the palm of his hands, believing by faith that it will ever stay, and into the fog he will tread a path, he will take the road not taken... as he always saw it going.
Thursday, November 29, 2007
10:58 PM
yesterday was our anglo-chinese school (independent) international baccalaureate world school's pioneer batch's first ever, history-making prom night, very aptly held at marriot because there's a plaque outside it displaying the phrase "To God be the glory"
altho i've never been to no prom before i thought it was really good the food wasn't much to rave about though we ac eX country ppl + vishnu ended up eating swensens after the entire thing was over
regrettably i left my camera in the performers/councilors room upstairs and therefore have no pictures to show i only hope all the people who did take pictures with me put them up on facebook and tag it pls don be selfish and hog them lets all share the profits of selling my photos
sadly, forgetting to bring down the 2 cameras i brought meant that our performance wasnt recorded i tot we did ok but apparently most thought of us better the things i would do for a video of our performance it was the culmination of over 50hours of preparation since exams ended enough to complete the creativity hours section in cas i never thought it was gonna be fantastic even less so did feng but if everyone else thinks it was closer to that then that suits me fine
speaking of suits i think i was in the running for cheapest prom outfit gordan's doesnt count as an outfit
white shirt - tailored but free! asean schools one white pants - my sec2 prefect pants still fit me... i think it cost me $30? white shoes - bata dress shoes! no one could tell they were bata $60 white suit - $35 for tuesday to thursday i rented it from a costume rental shop... supposed to be a magician's jacket so kevin was saying if i forgot my dance moves i should just pull a pigeon or something out anw mom altered the suit for me =p she assured me it would hold but throughout the night i kept feeling the threads snap hur so i got fatter and fatter as the night wore on
on another note i always stood by my principle of non-obligatory helping meaning if you get someone to do something for you as a favour and the person doesnt deliver it's not his/her/its fault they were never obliged to help and i always held firmly to this but yesterday, under the mist of disappointment i let this value i always held, slip i am sorry that forgot this and i'm sure, though nothing was shown that i caused some ill feelings remember: no one is obliged to help unless the word "help" is used in a manner to put something nicely
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
11:55 PM
Recently i downgraded my family holiday, lost training time with my team for these final few months, and lost time to spend with my girl for something that did not have to be. It was avoidable, and I was prepared to do it alone and save time and trouble. I relented. I then had ideas imposed on me and have been very much disregarded and even though at one point I was in a way vindicated, the aforementioned pattern did not cease. Simply put, I was getting stick for being accomodating and doing my best to satisfy what I did not have to satisfy. One day it culminated and for since a very long time ago, i felt anger.
God has called for us as Christians to mellow our tempers, not just on the outside but on the inside as well. I decided, as such, to resolve and douse that inner fire. As things turned out, following this bitterness was an improvement. Things got very much better and I am happy. Perhaps not so if I had decided to claim my rights and unleash my anger. Afterall, I had good reason. I believe in never having to drop anger on anybody, regardless whether you're entitled to doing so or not.
Have you lost your temper today? Have you loved your enemy today?
Have you loved your neighbour today?
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
11:25 PM
today most people finish their As i on the other hand finished an rpg game heh
since ib ended i've been busier dancing 3 dances for xmas production dancing for prom dancing for camp training for stand chart training for beyond that reading books i wanted to read during ib getting rid of stuff i used to study for ib playing lots lots lots of games eating lots lots lots of rubbish
so there'll be more interesting entries coming up including that asean schs one back in august which is gonna be long to compensate for the long blogging absence
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
9:48 PM
eh today school's chinese karaoke again me only year6 very expectedly
long story cut short i got second again this time wasnt my voice but my err stage wind? tai feng. means never create enough the atmosphere la the champion guy bring gf on stage sia how to lose
and also was my lack of understanding of my song, gan lan shu. or olive tree. while i understand that it is an account of the songwriter's wandering ways and how it is for the birds, the streams and the grasslands i fail to catch the crux of the song which is why the songwriter constantly dreams of an olive tree and wanders because of this fictitious olive tree and then emo about his/her wandering ways
but in any case quite happy with the result i think its fine oh and this year they decided to pun the prizes
first prize air tickets second chicken essence and third chap teh
in chinese it'll be like ji piao ji jing ji mao or watever u call it sure got ji one. and how did they further this pun? they get two sec1s to dress up as chickens and run around like headless ones very amusing to watch indeed
well now that's over it's time to dance or something else that needs attention hmmmm. i b exam-ining this sudden hesitation
Saturday, October 20, 2007
12:44 AM
khing is gonna go army on 11/1 at 1pm school 1 @ pulau tekong
Sunday, October 14, 2007
8:18 PM
friday was the last day of school last lessons last recess last end of school all last time sit in class laugh work rot
on saturday morning i woke up and i stared into the blank ceiling and i thought to myself there's no more school there's finally no more school
i knew i never liked school but i never expected this sense of release i didnt know i was so tired of school
as experience will tell me and contrary to what others will i don think i'll come back to miss it again i cherish what i have and i will miss them before they end
there is no love loss between me and the school not the people i guess but the school generically
the cry of this generation and the cause of all the adolescent rebellion is that we are forced to grow up but are not treated as such much is expected of us and we have to live up to it and they justify it by calling us gentlemen and ladies but when it comes to treating us accordingly it comes down to pinpointing mistakes and then dropping expectations that they don't fulfill themselves
study is a crime. i am not a school person those who cannot contain this rapid growth become what we like to call - delinquents. or many of them at least
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
10:34 PM
10 October 2007 #cq4667 - 2329 Report on the 6.7 Cold War
Definition: (Cold War) A conflict between two groups due to air-conditioning.
Parties involved: Top right girls Bottom left guys
Battlefield: 6.7 Ephesus
Duration of conflict: Some months
Origins of conflict: (Geographical) Location of air-conditioning unit C of class 6.7 situated closer to TRG than BLG (Temperature Tolerance) TRG low tolerance for cold, BLG low tolerance for heat
Therefore air-conditioning unit C cools low-heat tolerance TRG more than high-heat threshold BLG. TRG freezing, BLG sweating. Allocative efficiency not achieved. MC not equals to AR. Dispute over whether air-conditioning should be on or off.
Nature of warfare Skirmishes: Alternate switching on or off of air-conditioning. Occasional guerilla warfare by attacking air-conditioning controls when the other party is not in class or having recess.
9 October 2007 Bilateral relations deteriorate. Stalemate at air-conditioning closet. TRG blocks off BLG's route to closet.
10 October 2007 Conflict resolved. Phantom peace keeping forces stuff one side of four sided air-conditioning facing TRG with toilet paper. Net cool wind from other three vents become stronger. Allocative efficiency is achieved.
Effects of war: Inside jokes.
Monday, September 03, 2007
1:37 PM
(refering to a picture of dharma 3 years ago)
seet: aye dharma last time damn slim ah now liddat khing: ppl just give birth la u give birth i see how slim u stay seet: eh my mother how steady so slim khing: dharma just gave birth la ur mom last time was like when seet: 6 years ago khing: ur youngest sibling 6 years old? seet: err no 8 khing: huh.
(seet stones) (seet looks jacked) (seet gives an awkward chuckle)
anw i came back from jakarta last last week shali no collating the pictures so will blog about that once the pictures arrive
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
11:39 PM
because rest feels best after work because water tastes best after a run because sitting down rocks after racing because peace in peaceful times is not appreciated
shit happens. otherwise no contrast.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
9:48 PM
i just watched my own 800m video and while its a great video and all with a great winner who has great style and all i found the audio amidst the distracting announcements quite interesting here is what i picked out:
[160m] victor: go khing!!
no surprise here considering only his voice can travel that far
[220m] victor: come on khing!!
again, no surprise
[230m] vishnu: the blue guy is... khing, right?
err... yah...
[234m] seet: of course la... aiyoh... {something something}
at this point there was silence no doubt seet must have said smtg stupid maybe like hu hu ha ha
[315m] vishnu: come on AC! [316m] victor: come on khing come on changming!! [318-400m] random dispersion of come on khing/ming/ac
[550m] ms.lee: come on keep close changming keep close!
no la jogging only never see my face contorted in pain
[603m] landdis: khing die already...
no wonder ming and i did well all his leg pain powers paid off
[690m] xide: GO KHING
[800m] seet: nice one la...
[a few seconds after finishing] someone: come on khing!!!!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
11:42 PM
and so came the end the final track finals
Shi Ronghua - 4:23:86 Kenneth Khing - 4:25:93
Khing: wa today ah all i wanted to do was for the first time whack you last part
Hua: wah u damn strong lah i damn scared last part u whack me
Khing: wah lau never whack u before eh
Hua: got what
Khing: when got. u tell me.
Hua thinks Hua ponders Hua tries to remember Hua wonders rinse and repeat
Hua: you wait ah i think first later sms u
till now it is 1 day 4hours no sms haha really never whack him before somemore kena whack 2 seconds it can only be ah hua
equation for the day:
P ( Khing is whacked in last 300m) = 1 x 10^(-148951984219842) P (Khing is whacked in last 300m, t > 1 second) = Shi Ronghua
Sunday, July 01, 2007
11:35 PM
im just back from church and i have to share ignore this if u will but it could just be for you
for a long while now i've been a lousy christian my faith has been left dangling twisting in the worldly air currents
but at the very least i knew i had to do smtg abt it i wanted to get back and i did try
i went to church and genuinely tried to feel god again i went through in my head what god had done for me in the past i even joined sp class hoping that that was the step i had to take so that i could hear and feel him again but for too many months or perhaps it has been a year it has all come to naught
but in his own way in his way that is sometimes irritating cuz it completely fools you things happen
dancing for god was for me just another way of saying dancing we dance for many reasons for fame, glory, expression of self dancing for god just dancing for god
i've attended the recent rehearsals dilligently which is actually a very me thing all i expected to do was just to do that short dance make sure i remember the steps do them well and do about 4 minutes worth of clubbing
the rehearsals however had something deeper in store for me the prayers we had were something different i finally felt a familiar tingle a nostalgic feeling a reminiscent tugging of the heart i felt again
today as i stood at the back of the hall bowing my head as always as the pastor asked for privacy for ppl to raise their hands to accept christ i had to for the first time lift my head because i was part of the production i saw for the first time in my life ppl raising their hands to accept jesus i had to cry i just had to cry
i always thought i didnt care abt whether ppl accepted christ or not but i realize it does deep down i always wanted to save my friends today i came to realize how much it means to me to see the ppl i care abt come to say 'jesus is my lord' today my family didnt come and there was a reason for that after the performance i didnt see them and i was very disappointed and that told me something it told me that what i thought was other ppl's reason to live is actually mine as well
it matters to me i now safely say it matters a hell lot to me or a heaven lot.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
1:51 PM
Hello world. recently i've been pretty busy amidst the gray adversity known as exams rehearsing for my church's event on sunday above is the trailer in which i played a part in although u can only see my face for .23 seconds i assure u the work was far more than 23 minutes
anw i usually don do this but i'll say its worth ur time so do come support it's at my church's err (for lack of better vocab) new campus at paya lebar directions ask from me or any friendly LTA henchmen at paya lebar mrt
as u can see i stretched my blog to accomodate the video and i shun bian changed the picture above which everybody complained cldnt be seen
Saturday, June 23, 2007
1:25 AM
Who Am I?
My name is KhingZhenZe Kenneth. My friends simply call me Khing. Acquaintances hardly pronounce it right. It is a "hing" with a "k".
I live a lie. To myself, and to everyone else. That is then.
I have grown onto the lie. Or the lie has grown onto me. The lie is now a truth. I live a truth. This is now.
I have friends. I have a girlfriend. I am my girlfriend's boyfriend. I do not have best friends. Nor do I have close friends. I have a family. I have brothers I never had.
To those I do not know; I am scary and unresponsive. To my brothers; I am different. To my girlfriend; I am her boyfriend. To runners around; I am many things - good and bad.
I do not crave attention. Nor do I lust after the tangible material. I seek admiration; fuel for the ego, for the self. I am a solo act. You can see from the things I excel at. I am a team player. My team is my all. You can see from the things I excel at. Some of them.
I like to walk through time. I believe time does not destroy. I know time resolves. I resent that I cannot walk back in time. But i rejoice that time cannot reverse.
I am a philosophical atheist in thinking, a Buddhist in self. But still I am a Christian. I spell God with a capital "G". My faith is firmly in Christ. "Faith is believing that which you cannot see". I believe against what I see. Believing that people walk mainly on hands. That is my value of faith.
I am a complex human. Just like everyone else is. I am no better than the next person. Nor the next person me. But I am better to the people who are better to me. Like the better boyfriend to my better girlfriend. I am Kenneth Khing. Or just plain Khing.
Monday, June 18, 2007
10:51 PM
yesterday was essentially a good day for me firstly, i took part in my first ever public 100m race although i wasnt first it was a first official timing for me add to the fact that i did not at first fall of the starting blocks made it even better because the first time i tried blocks i fell on my face literally so anw it was a good, and first, return of 11.9 which is not too shabby for a crosser
where am i going with all the firsts? of course, i did finish first somewhere sadly, it wasnt my first ok not sadly but happily it was my second win and it quite made my day cuz there were alot of last minute sign ups which included some rather fast ppl instead of the at first (hah!) dull lineup
and finally DE highlight of the day the other day tham gave me some unglam, unflattering and embarrassing pictures of vishnupriya d/o rajkumar of course, she gave me the thams up to splatter them on vish which i did and because it was so precious i must blog it in detail:
[Act 1 Scene 1] setting: black
{vishnu is seen engrossed in conversation}
enter Khing & Victor
{victor stands at a distance and smiles} {khing sneaks up behind vishnu, pictures in hand}
khing: {taps vish shoulder} vishnu: yes? khing: {places pictures infront of her face}
there is a long pause a storm looms silence... more silence... silent until sian...
vishnu: {screams, chases khing}
exit khing, vishnu
{victor stands at the distance and smiles}
[End of Act 1 Scene 1]
Monday, June 11, 2007
11:43 PM
if my tagboard is anything to go by there is the misconception that i have not been training i frown upon all u detractors
in a way i am like david beckham misunderstood, underrated and most importantly handsome
but while my faithful taggers are suck blood spit people -ing there is, a slight tinge of truth
just yesterday the magic quartet of kevin, xide, seet and i took part in the mr25 4x11.3k relay while kien mau n mok combined to beat us in their 2x22.6k runs with a 3 min deficit we nevertheless were victorious in our category
but the lack of saturday trainings as caijing has so kindly pointed out had taken its toll today i sit here ashamed that my once feared shoulder muscles and ripping back muscles are now aching from a long run
but i must point out that yesterday was a 10k pb and despite the lack of fitness my 800 is still not too shabby i am still fast my friends just as david beckham is still good and as well, handsome
perhaps for me it is puberty part2 where i will once again (pls pls pls pls) grow muscles faster (OH PLS MAKE IT TRUE) and grow taller again
of course the same cannot be said for beckham but if it is true it disturbs me
Monday, May 21, 2007
10:37 PM
today i drank too much water actually i didnt just that i didnt pee enough
and so it was a pee filled bladder i carried onto a people filled bus down traffic filled orchard road and i was only halfway there east coast was a good 40mins away
at this point the pee level in my bladder was really high like my height liddat (i assure you, that is quite some pee) but i persevered nonetheless
i alighted at my stop but did not bother to hold the pee till i touched home. recent enlightenment by timmy revealed that holding back pee for too long can result, as in his brother's case, kidney problems. also, i was held back by memories memories only 3 or 4 years back when i awoke on the bus only to find my dark blue pants an even darker shade of blue
thus i peed at the bee pee toilet ok it was mobil but bee pee sounded punny enough anw, it was a record pee from the point the pee left its holding area i had time to change track on my mp3 listen almost half the song used my hand (ONE free hand) to off it chuck it into my shirt pocket before the river ceased
bliss it was and satisfaction at another record fallen
Friday, May 18, 2007
10:30 PM
i've a sudden urge all of a sudden to suddenly talk about something that has caught me - suddenly.
recently i've been listening to quite a bit of my music recent, and not recent.
while i am not one who checks out the latest albums and what not i do check on my comp library re-check out my old tunes
and this impulse has led to some sort of temporal craze and therefore here is my all-time top 10
in order of merit,
Tisbury Lane (Mae)
The Magic Key (One-T)
Kuai Le Chong Bai (Wilber Pan)
Just To Be The Next To Be With You (Mr Big)
Call And Return (Hellogoodbye)
Tao Yan Hong Lou Meng (David Tao)
Save Tonight (Eagle Eyed Cherry)
Stuck (Stacie Orrico)
You Make Me Wanna (Blue)
Qia Zham (Some Hokkien Dude)
Monday, May 14, 2007
8:07 PM
recently fuiyi pointed out to me that im constantly carrying alot of stuff i have my ginormous bag that's bigger than me with the hweaking big attached shoe bag that sticks out and then i carry yet another shoe bag sometimes i have my jacket draped over my shoulder and of course there is my trusty mp3 player hanging around my neck with the cables dangling all over the place it is a perfect picture of a man on a mission my bag could very well be the sister doraemon pocket enabling me to whip out whatever i need whenever i need it perhaps that is the shoe bag's job; my bag is meant for me to sleep in my jacket is actually a well hidden multi-purpose suit it keeps out rain, wind and doesnt look stained even if u spill curry on it cuz its dark blue it keeps in heat, conceals my mp3 player and not forgetting holding back my ripping muscles =) what about my mp3 player? it plays music, man.
but underneath all that i wonder am i just physically burdened? tied down not merely just by my earphone's wires? why am i putting down the thing i enjoy most - training with my team for what i never appreciated, such as studying? afterall i do aspire to be a coach and it would do me no harm boosting my portfolio
my bag has grown; the books are more my shoe bag no longer hold my running shoes; they hold the slippers i wear to go straight home i do not need a jacket when i run; but when i throw it around my neck it reminds me of a strait jacket. and my mp3 player? it plays cool tunes, dude.
in the end though i am still me no one's forcing me to study; my parents have always adopted an indifferent attitude i guess it is down to my ego for very long now my ego has kept me going when my team is not involved. without it i'll probably be half as successful as i am now whether how much that remains is substantial or not, is for another day to discuss
but khing is still khing and khingky i will still be i will change, make no mistake stagnation is anti-maturity but search deep enough and you will still find khing
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
10:14 PM
sometime in the middle of january 2002 i was forced from track into cross-country to me it sounded like some lame cca of which i found very much contrary to in the weeks that followed it wrecked your legs and wasted them inflicted indescribable pain to your muscles tormented your lungs and twisted your nerves it wasnt lame. it made u lame.
bad jokes aside, i hated it there was no sense running your guts out putting them back in and running them all out again (rinse and repeat)
but time after time bongard forced me back it was a blatant use of terror like in chinese history where chiang had his white terror i trained on sheer fear alone but that fear would one day wear out it would one day not sustain this overwhelming pain that is cross-country soon, my fear disintegrated and in its place, something, and a false love for running
why false, one may ask? for one, i still dislike long runs i still want to quit when the going gets tough and i loathe perspiring
what was definite was that i wanted to train i looked forward to trainings i just wanted to be there
it took long enough for me to realize what that something was i came to realize that running did not take centre stage it was something else it was something that put the acX into acXperience it was somebody it was somebodies
it was my team it is my team it will always be my team.
in life, people often remark "time pass very fast lei" but somehow, it never was so for me it wasnt as if i had a tough life or anything i consider my life rather smooth sailing but somehow, everything was slow only acX sped things up and more than that, it saved my life it happened in july 2004 but that is another story for another time my upcoming baptism perhaps
it has been a magical 6 years through this journey down this road down this "path less taken" in a magic school bus
last wednesday our time for running cross-country came to an end but to this team we have no end as seet put it "we are the champions, my friend" not in the title sense though that would have been nice but in that we have come away from it all with the full acXperience - the pain, the euphoria, the depression, the joy, the laughs, the tears, the times, the team and the memories... they are all ours to keep
- to kevin ng you will always be the captain. my captain. you never had the chance to lead this team to victory, only agonizingly close far too many times. but that doesn't matter, it really doesn't. i have come to see that. you are my captain, and you have made it so. and that is enough. being jackasses, sadly or not, is perhaps the hallmark of our batch. perhaps we were not meant to win titles. but i cherish what we have, and i hold dear to my heart. i bid you love this team for as long as you know love, and between all of us, may that love come to something. something good that must come from love, no darkness.
-to low xide for the longest while, you've failed to believe. believe in something you couldn't do. you said to me that you're the little mixture of everything and that may well be true. but you have grit in abundance. a little more faith, a little more determination. i wish i had more of those. for years i've seen you, i see the same will emanating from you. but more than before, this season for you was unbelievable. yours is what mental strength is supposed to be, even if u do undermine yourself. unbelievable. but you didn't believe that as well. perhaps you rarely believe. but believe today, that this team will not fade away, weathered by time. believe, dear brother (that i never had), and make it so. it is ours to keep, more important it will be ours to make. the bells will only ring for he who believes, and i have believed. the ball, as they say, is in your court. ball. hah.
-to kenneth seet too many times, we wish there was an end task or a shut down to you. we longed to see not responding in brackets on your forehead. but all those were not meant to be. but in a wicked, sick and twisted sort of way, i'm glad they didn't. i remember a cross meeting that took place at the end of sec3 when you were still new, not irritating and somehow rather proper. what you said reverberated throughout my entire running career and always helped me to believe in what i was doing, kept me going and going with this team, forever etched in the depths of my heart. after a few weeks of training, you said "i feel there is a bond in this team that i never saw elsewhere before. it feels special and that's what keeps me going". perhaps that still keeps you going as it has kept me. i pray that it will bring us beyond where we are, and where we could possibly imagine. i pray i will not hit the cltr+alt+delete so rapidly when the time comes. but i probably will.
-to benjamin lee changming i felt that for some time now, you've been somewhat neglected. i dunno if you've felt it, but somehow i feel so. there wasn't reason to; both you and i know that we pwn kevin ng hands down at 800 and 1500 and that the taunting between us is the real deal. well perhaps it was down to quietness. there never was much noise coming from you. but somewhere somehow someway, at least, i began to sit up and take note. i don't know when it started, but i heard something. i recalled seb telling me that you were a fighter. not easy to see but it does come out when you take to running. i saw, and realized it was true. i began to hear something. something resonated in me. i still search for what it is, but i do know it is something we share in common and i can readily relate to. i want to relate to it and so to you. and hopefully this search will stretch way after i leave school and beyond the army camp (where you don't have to go).
-to victor tan you know how you've done so far in terms of running. and i'm sure you're not happy with it. but keep at it (though not too much) and eventually you'll get your top5. people may say you have no talent, but i want you to remember that i say talent is make believe. we make it because we believe, and so can you. apart from that, you do make a difference, running nats or not. you bring an extra quality to the team (like nipple bleeding) that is special and unique in itself. this is the same thing xide and i told you one training last year, and you must remember that. because after all, the great runners form not the team, for our team make great the runners.
-to sebastian koh one fine champion. one fine team. a strong bond. one single dream. i've always loved that poem you wrote. not just because of all the literary devices and what not, but for the fact that it epitomizes my feelings towards this team. it's yours to lead now as we leave and go. and i hope you will uphold the words in your poem and keep this team burning for very long to come. i am always afraid that we will take the ess(s)ence of acX with us as we leave, and it will be my greatest joy, if you can extend it to the future generations. it is all in your hands now, and i am sure it is in good hands. make it so, and where appropriate next season, make believe, and make belief come true.
for the rest whom i've not mentioned i do not know you enough to write something i really mean but hopefully come the years i can truly say that i am proud of u all this team we leave with you now must prosper in its own right and that may not come in the form of titles but should be in the way of that something something that perhaps no one really put into words and is really for you to feel and fathom
Thursday, April 19, 2007
12:44 AM
it's the end and it's all over
no more cross ever again unless heaven forbid i do retain heh
i'm gonna miss trainings for sure i will 3:18s and so while there's still track to come it's never the same training for cross
so we didnt win but i must say it was an open battle and we were still on course till the last 1k or so
the difference this year is that there weren't tears perhaps one or two regrets but generally we were all alright it's not that we weren't expecting to win at all i think we were always in with a shout and today's race did nothing to dispel that
but it was what we found over the course of these few years it sounds cliched and perhaps very fake but after years of thinking that way i've come and we've come to thinking perhaps, otherwise
and what i want to do is just to type it here also for the sake of the vj team if they do come here the ah hua and the farrel that cross-country is not all about the title sure, we set out to do it and when we don't we have nothing to show for it and that means everything we've done is nothing but i feel that though cross is over the team will never be the title wouldnt mean so much to you if the team didnt mean anything to you team spirit is not a stepping stone to cross glory cross glory is a stepping stone to team spirit, the ultimate prize of cross
the title is lost but the memories are for yours to keep the team will live on in your life forever and that is the gift that comes of your curse
Sunday, April 08, 2007
7:56 PM
recently i've been wearing contacts (not the ones u put in ur fone) to get used to them before cross comes (holy week but, no! not that cross) cuz my glasses are loose (not promiscuous) and the optical ppl don wanna tighten it cuz the lens got crack scared they make spoil
(many bad puns later)
so anw i whipped out my old monthly contacts slipped them on for a week and my eyes turned to shrivelled prunes err as in became very dry
so i bought daily focus which were really good cuz they're so moist they get really slippery u cant even take then out properly of cuz thats not a good thing but they're so moist i bet u cld slp in them
newaez i was telling nice abt how good they were cuz he faced the same dry eyes problem just as i got to the best part about the contacts i blinked and then nice saw something fall out of my left eye and that was after 1 hr only so i went around with one good eye the whole day play lan also close one eye BUUUTTTTT still pwn kevin ng the noob
newaez the other one fell out but at a reasonable 14 hrs
still, focus dailies rock and should be the contacts in everyone's eye sweet stuff those contacts in a way, they're like eye candy
Sunday, March 25, 2007
10:13 PM
Drip, drip, drip.
Crimson splats dot the dry, red track. "Ge Garisan" has gone. Crouching, waiting, poised as silent hawks. The kill is ripe.
Pound and pound round the bend they ran. Two stacked together. One awaits along. Out and out, two pull around a monstrous lap. Blazing, the sun strikes their backs. Blazing, their feet rip the track. Out and round they lean to left, creeping behind a silent threat. They and he aside. Out the curve they hug the white, out the curve they hug the bit line. Roars aplenty the two are foregone, poor the third for one last swansong. The wind is screaming, screeching, crying.
"Slow down!"
Fifty-nine not too plenty, perfect. The battle is over, number two is two. Down, left down to go but two is still two. One is one but how high, how out a one? Demons flashing, wailing, moaning. Hips a-wrecking down, left down. In line with the line, yellow line, white line. Imps are coursing through the veins but the gates are still holding, the white line in sight. Flex, tense, drop-off.
Through the tape, a twist of the wrist. Sweet saliva, stemless elation. O, the legs are heavy, yet steps are light and soft. O, the mind is swirling, but with colours of gold and red.
No, no. The battle ignited by the fighter's creed. Silence no more, the silence is heard. Jaws of silver sink into red. Bloodied pushing, bleeding roots. Oh the mighty fall this day.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
9:06 PM
this is a follow up to yesterday's post and yet again, to start off,
as i've said my bowels nowadays have somehow just mysteriously somehow acquired my speed and have been releasing more than its fair, daily share of organic human waste matter or, sai.
today as i visited yet again the cleanest toilet in the vicinity of the track which is the squash court toilets i was disgusted at the state of the toilet seat
it is imaginable how some cannot aim their pee properly but at today's sight i am extremely perplexed at how some miss their shit
ding ding ding 100 points yes that is correct there was sai on the seat of the sai pit albeit only a few crumbs but enough to gross the shit back into me also the shit had obviously matured and was rock solid, stuck to the seat not exactly rock, but enough to prevent my measly piece of toilet paper from wiping it off
in the end it was hopeless cuz while some could be rubbed off they left a brown trail in their absence which was somewhat even worse however the shit was riproaring ready to soar on wings like flying pigs
therefore in a moment of genius i pulled out even more toilet paper and made an improvished toilet seat cover and shat my shit happily
but from this we can very obviously see that there are ppl out there who are a shame not only to man but woman alike shame on u all. grr.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
10:07 PM
it is with deepest regrets that i have to blog an entry such as this one but i've had enough, just enough of ppl peeing on the toilet seats
firstly, to set the mood for this entry $%^&*()_+!@#@($)!_@*&^@_)+@($*&^!%@$!&@ *()@*%^@&*@#!)@(#!@#:><<}~%^&*@(!@#%*&^ _)!@#~``,/';.[]\|!)_@(#$(!@#_+&(^%!@#">
with that done, we have laid down the underlying theme and sentiments to this extremely serious blog entry
it has now become my inherent habit and almost a ritual to, before i lay my stunning butt on the toilet bowl to take a crap, do a professional cleaners job and clean the pee-infested toilet seat with a measly, ineffective piece of toilet paper
this complaint comes at a time when my bowels have somehow sped up and i take a shit one time too many a day for no particular reason i can think of
it also adds to the frustration when the waste matter that resides in my humble home for the shit a.k.a. the anus is filled to its smelliest brim, when the shit is screaming in agony to be released as a wrongly-accused prisoner would , and also when the outraged shit is disgruntled at the lack of space and overcrowding and begins to tear through my fragile piece of flesh which i would like to call - "the gate"
but enough about the gate this entry is dedicated to he who is not a marksman
it is sad and a completely utter disgrace to males for these boh boh shooters to anyhow spray their pee on toilet seats. this is despite on the average a couple of decades of regular daily training i say to you: use a straw not to bring up the liquid but to release if u think its too painful pls do use the urinal instead where it is at point blank range and far easier to aim
yet it is evident in public toilets nowadays that some do miss at point blank range like cristiano ronaldo not the pee, but a shot at goal i remembered that hit the floodlights instead of the goal 2m away. toilet floors burn and rot from these acidic pee and its lucrid odour does at times do enough to stop all that raging faeces from coming out
perhaps this entry might have been not so serious "yes this is entertainment, but the hazards are real." if u cant shoot straight, pls, try it at home.
Monday, March 05, 2007
10:59 PM
i've never really understood what anger is i also thought it was, to all degrees, controllable.
so for since i started to remember i always sought to control it but i found that there was no such need to it's not so much a lack of a temper because deep down i get pissed and aggressive from say time to time but i guess it was more of a nonchalance
but since then my temper has escalated though still better than most i know we're all a bunch of angry ppl i guess but that didnt matter i didnt care
until i did have to care the ppl around me, the ones that really mattered held blazing angers in them to put it in a line, it was something i disregarded completely in the ppl i regarded immensely importantly
i never could fathom why one couldn't control anger but it didnt matter for a very long time however soon it became apparent that i could not live in a temperless world
i believe that it takes the strongest to hold their tempers because it is just too easy to release one i believe that it is the wisest who keep their angers in check because it destroys the greatest things the things that took so long to build the things that we hold dear to our hearts the only things that we have left
but that is only for me to believe in and accept
Sunday, February 11, 2007
8:27 PM
whilst streaming down the ECP yesterday trying in vain and screaming in agony drowned in desperate tears as cab after cab flashed passed but never stopped i grew again as a person
it is always my belief that troubles are meant to grow you whenever you're hurt, whenever you feel pain inside whenever you cry you grow
being a christian it is also my firm belief that God knows how much you can take else he would send you an angel as he had sent me 2 yesterday in any case i trust my God grew me again while it is easy for sceptics and atheists to draw upon the examples of building jumpers and mental patients i say it is God's plan while that is not concrete to say the least i think if we could understand we might as well be God and if everything were in place to believe in a God what then is the value of faith?
but even as i mulled over the distress my limit was to be stretched i was to be dealt another blow as i slumped shattered along one underpass a sensation came all of a sudden i felt a need to move, to go somewhere i then crossed paths with a gentleman at that brief moment we saw each other something twitched in me and i believe twitched in him as well we parted, only for another 10minutes when i found my wallet had fallen out my bag and so i managed to meet him at a bus stop when he could otherwise have: (1) taken the wallet (2) went to the opposite bus stop (3) do his usual afternoon run (4) mail it to me (5) gone to the correct bus stop
not only did he return my wallet he sensed something not at peace in me and for that brief period i unloaded everything
yet the damage was still whole though i knew i could recover myself some gap somewhere would never close so again i slumped at the steps outside katong cc
but she left church and with what little she had left she spent it on a cab and came to sit alongside me outside katong cc that gap could not remain unhealed
at the end of the day my mortal wounds are healed as Jesus had healed ages ago and i grew stronger as a person now i can better look strife in the eye and stand against the current of adversity
how are you coping today?
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
10:15 PM
kevin choy ng! turns 18 today! today was the culmination of the many, long days months! of preparation
it all started very very long ago i emphasize on the very which started calling citycab a.k.a. uncle ng whether nice wld stay home or stay boarding den the calling of ccw ask if can go boarding then the planning of the present and finally, the plan to make a big hoohah over vic's bdae and keep nice's one quiet
only i think nice didnt realise the quiet part but apart from that everything went quite well here's the breakdown to nice's alchoholability age
Project Nice 18 : 30 January 2007'
Project Co-ordinator: (DPM) Low Xide
-Mission one "Guard The Relic" implications: Kevin Ng not to see present objective1: deliever to Sebastian Koh via Victor Tan objective2: avoid Kevin Ng agent: (BGL) Kenneth Khing method: wake up 20mins earlier, come sch earlier --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission two "Complete the puzzle" implications: ZhangZhiming & GaryLim unaware of plans objective1: get Zhang & Lim to write on present objective2: avoid Kevin Ng agent: (PM-in-trng) Sebastian Koh method: Kevin Ng too stupid to know, just seek out targets --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission three "Plough The Land" implications: Kenneth Khing to end school 1 hr later objective1: stop Kevin Ng from going home objective2: delay Kevin Ng's return to boarding agent: (MOP) Kenneth Seet method: slow, slow, very very slow long run --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission four "Lay The Mines" implications: limited time, limited boarding space objective1: hide present objective2: notify Kevin Ng of present's presence objective3: hide selves for surprise agents: (DPM) Low Xide, (DIC) Victor Tan method: Place present under Kevin Ng's bed ______ Write note on displaced Macbook ______ Hide in the toilet --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Mission five "Timed Strike" implications: Kevin Ng might be too stupid to read MacBook objective1: know when Kevin Ng is in the room objective2: surprise him without being exposed in toilet agents: (PM-in-trng) Sebastian Koh, (DPM) Low Xide, (BGL) Kenneth Khing, (DIC) Victor Tan, (Auds) Lee Changming method: just whack --------MISSION ACCOMPLISHED--------
-Bonus Mission (unlock with presence of Victor Tan) "Assasinate The President" implications: not birthday-like objective1: decimate Kevin Ng's nipples objective2: smash something through Kevin Ng objective3: flatten Kevin Ng agent: (DIC)/(Chief) Victor Tan and gang method: twist with pliers and exchange ______ smash present through Kevin Ng ______ taupok, extremely terribly --------MISSION NOT UNDERTAKEN--------
Monday, January 29, 2007
10:58 PM
i want to blog but there's ntg to blog abt so long neh blog le should have smtg to blog abt but maybe lose the magic touch alr
anw im just blogging for the sake of blogging for all my fans out there awaiting eagerly for my next and next and next entries hanging onto every one of my magnificent and wisdom-filled words
life for now though has been hectic but relatively smooth the work is still ever present is still fall like rain and comes whenever teacher pui saliva but that isn't really that huge a problem so schools ok
training on the other hand has been marvelo-fantabulous is got the hweeling not just me but also the rest hweel super positive abt this year oso seems God has put everything in place but i guess we will never know till d-day but for now is just cruz-ing for us and hweeling hwine hwor now
dance is just as busy we've only so little time to practice for y=mx+c think its really good though should be better than launch
newaez thats all for now tomorrow is another day duh
Saturday, January 20, 2007
1:33 AM
this comp is up and thus marked the completion of my house moving
plenty plenty is have happened between my last post and now happy happy sad sad nice nice not nice
it is a tale too many to tell
therefore they shall not be told and hopefully my wonder brain will be able to remember every bit of it
tomorrow however will be a busy day actually initially is originally not supposedly to be busy one ang afternoon call me tomorrow go make notice board like early early morning sun havent come up shine on pi gu yet
then after that wearing sch u go church han thinking is confirm praying for sch i think so too pity her la have to parade around in - The Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School girls uniform summore dunno how yeo convince her to wear the scarf then he and jason wear the bomber tmr ppl see alr really got urge to pray for us
need sleep now not typing coherensly later oversleep notice board making
Sunday, December 24, 2006
10:09 PM
merry xmas eve!
now is still moving house so simple xmas dinner but i tot it was the bestest so far
xmas dinner isnt abt the food ok maybe sometimes is many times is but not everytime unless of cuz u are victor tan cuz must have good good food to sustain the sicklett trng wkload
but if u are not (thank heavens) then it is often not so much about the food but perhaps for some it is hard to understand
anw this shldnt be here on xmas eve but i just had to blog about it
ever smelt rotten eggs?
i had 2 eggs packed in a container a few days back they were supposed to be my pre-trng food but in the end they became my stay on table for 4 days food it is then by no coincidence that a stale, fart smelling stench pervaded my room at the end of that 4 days for a moment i though i had went another level and attained the perma-fart but it was not to be
why would i share such a story one might ask haha because xmas ma, so sharing lor
merry xmas everybody
Friday, December 22, 2006
10:31 PM
today after taking a fast canal run i sat there talking to quak and alan
i remembered talking about running i mean, what else could we have talked abt
then from the corner of my eye just behind quak i saw it
it shot straight at us its shadow silhouetted against the red track moving at an inhuman pace the black figure approached with menace never touching the ground
flanking quak, it headed for my head with a quick wave of my hand i attempted to cast a spell on it in hope that it would be repelled from my presence to my horror, it was magic resistant
the abomination rested upon my head i could feel its claws ramaging about my crown in one swift motion of the hand i applied my awesome force on the figure promptly clearing the danger
sensing my superior strength it fled at kenneth khing pace victor tan distance
stupid bird stay away from my head
Thursday, December 21, 2006
11:11 PM
ok updated the links and for those of you who dunno where the links are very much shaming on yous
its on the right under swim around click on your father friends
tsk.
1:02 AM
ooo new blogger not using it yet though still waiting for the transition to take place
transition? that's been a recurring theme this year transitions all over the place
transition from last minute mug like crazy O's to whack all year round till ur guts fall out then put them back and whack them out again IB
transition from captaining blackyellow tkk to captaining blueyellow svm to stepping down from captainship altogether
transition from 3 years of corrupt prefecthood to normal, plain, ugly tie wearing student body
transition to the spanking new, overly tall, overly cold, overly mechanic but superior feely IB building
transition from one church to now not one, but two
transition from thong soon back to bedok, again
and transition from boyhood to manhood
the last one was just for fun to make the list longer cuz u cant become twice as man if u're in my position just isn't fair to the rest of mankind anw
there are of course stuff that didnt go through much change like how i still pown all u acx punks at dota and polo like polo today and dota which no one NO ONE dared to play
my stunning good looks that could not have gotten better cuz again not fair
then there's also my faultless modesty yes modesty u heard me right that still remains intact for all to see and be in awe of
but truly, this year has been one of massive transitions, rapid transitions. 2006 has been a Mass, Rapid, Transition year shutup its 10/10
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
10:49 PM
today as i walked out of the house i was startled like how a flood startles u i witnessed a flood in flood-free singapore
once upon a time, outside my house by the petrol station, lived a drain and in the drain, lived pierce reservoir water but one day (today) a bad witch came and cast a spell over it and from that day on (till the end of today) there was a drain that lived in pierce reservoir water
it completely vanished and the water was pouring in from the reservoir so much so the cars on the other side of the road broke down and trapped the drivers in them
then in the afternoon radio say my hse there kena flood until waist high my first concerns went out to my toe high comp and my hip bone high ps2 fortunately i am still able to be typing here and therefore i would like to thank the senior admin for their undying support for which without none would have been possible ... to god be the glory the best is yet to be
Monday, December 18, 2006
9:33 PM
jingle feet jingle feet jingle all the way oh what fun it is to ride on those 3:18s today, hey!
yes they have come the terror that is the 3:18s have come to haunt and curse every member of acx and acjcxc it is now truly the end
anw went out with kev today go do xmas shopping we talked many the manys with 2 quotes of the day revelation that rachel is cuter than him and something else during dinner that struck him a tad too late some 4 or 5 years late dating back to his puberty
what we talked about was... extremely intruiging smtg xide would give an arm, a leg and well, a head to know and fathom unfortunately he will not be able to give up his anatomy this time round cuz it is about nice and so i cannot divulge anything but i shall gloat over the knowledge that i know smtg he does not and will find every opportunity to fan his curiosity but never to reveal the secret for the day the great truth is unveiled will be the day that nice encounters a rapid breakdown of his molecular and cellular structure in other words he will be dead meat, veggie and fruit but of course, xide will never know...
Sunday, December 17, 2006
10:09 PM
C is for cookie! its good for you and me!
had this poem like last year ard this time and i still have the same message this time rd and its for one lost puppy wandering out in the cold sewers
without further a due i bring to you my wonderful poem crafted by my fantabulous mind typed by my stupendous fingers and made with a double portion of my unending love
but when it comes again you look back and see those times you had before you came free were the best you had the exchange was worth your time your effort your very love and despite the doom you might come to face you look at it you tongue the taste you wonder if it'll come to naught you wonder if it's love you caught then you decide why not i'll try again think back and forth you'll see its worth the pain
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
10:48 PM
hu hua. back from church camp. camp was quite chee kah boom this time is got the many many powsderful things
anw just heard the song vic posted on fastfasterfastest. the lyrics looked good but it sounds like a christmas carol gone wrong. horriblys wrong.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
9:39 PM
On the 3rd of December, 2006, a group of fantabulous runners from the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School cross-country team and the Anglo-Chinese Junior College cross-country team assembled in the Adelphi multi-storey carpark in the wee hours of the said morning. This gathering of the greats was to prepare for the Singapore Standard Chartered Marathon 2006.
However, as always, one member of the Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) International Baccalaureate World School cross-country team, more intimately known as acX, would always be inexplicably late. Previously, the record was held by Jonathan Lim with a record of 24 minutes. This year, Farhan Abdulrashid smashed the record with a new time of 33 minutes, establishing himself as the new come-late king, proving himself a worthy successor to the late Christopher Tay, man of hour deficiencies.
This time round however, acX had members taking part in different races. They were the halfies (21km) and the minis (10km). The halfies, also known as noobs, comprised of Prime Minister Kevin Ng, Deputy Prime Minister Low Xide and MOP (not Member Of Parliament) Kenneth Seet. The minis were basically, the rest, with the outstanding Kenneth Khing leading the charge.
Eventually, the noobs did well. Kevin Ng, despite shitting the heavens and the hells during the run, (note: NO TOILET PAPER) came in 1:27, ahead of the unsprintable Kenneth Seet coming in at 1:28. Low Xide kept rolling, and bounced in at 1:35, an extremely commendable effort.
The minis were fast. And that was all. Kenneth Khing was knocked unconsious by jealous kenyans at the starting line and fainted for a good 40 minutes. Once awake, he staggered the full 10km in 2mins, but the gap was too much to catch and he ended up getting powned.
This report would also like to cheer on Victor Tan, who is still on his 1874658873849841878942210059810048789120 km run till this date. For the unenlightened, this ra
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shui bian ice cream
shuhe old town 1
shuhe old town 2 (fascination)
mandhir and mao. so alike?
village run 1
tiger leaping gorge 1
tiger leaping gorge 2
snow mountain 2 (nice and ice)
snow mountain 3 (the rainbow)
snow mountain 4 (the 3 rainbows)
snow mountain 5 (fastly cable car ride up)
snow mountain 6 (it pees!)
snow mountain 7
snow mountain 8 
snow mountain 9
direct translation 3a
direct translation 3b
chairlift 1
chairlift 2
chairlift 3 (before it)
chairlift 5
turqoise river 1
turqoise river 2