wee!
it's that time of the year again.
new year resolutions that get forgotten by the time february comes. and a recapping of resolutions last year, and getting slapped right across the face for realizing that half of it is unaccomplished and the other half, forgotten.
it's 3.44 a.m. now.
i realized that the resolutions i made last year were quite unrealistic and quite pointless.
for a change, no new year resolutions this year!
well, not on the blog anyway.
instead, just a simple wishlist!
1) i wanna grow smarter.
2) i wanna grow richer.
3) i wanna grow taller.
4) i wanna become more yandao.
5) i want a girlfriend.
okay, so once again, another useless list for the new year!
oh well, to sum things up, i want to be more serious and committed towards things i want to do in 2007.
i'm already 23 for goodness sake, but i sometimes think i still have the thinking capacity of a 13 year-old!
no wonder everyone thinks i'm damn childish.
so here's wishing everyone a happy 2007.
may 2007 be our best year yet!
it's that time of the year again.
new year resolutions that get forgotten by the time february comes. and a recapping of resolutions last year, and getting slapped right across the face for realizing that half of it is unaccomplished and the other half, forgotten.
it's 3.44 a.m. now.
i realized that the resolutions i made last year were quite unrealistic and quite pointless.
for a change, no new year resolutions this year!
well, not on the blog anyway.
instead, just a simple wishlist!
1) i wanna grow smarter.
2) i wanna grow richer.
3) i wanna grow taller.
4) i wanna become more yandao.
5) i want a girlfriend.
okay, so once again, another useless list for the new year!
oh well, to sum things up, i want to be more serious and committed towards things i want to do in 2007.
i'm already 23 for goodness sake, but i sometimes think i still have the thinking capacity of a 13 year-old!
no wonder everyone thinks i'm damn childish.
so here's wishing everyone a happy 2007.
may 2007 be our best year yet!
We all know in life, few things are really black and white.
We know it's just the way it is.
The way of life.
If everything was simply either black or white, life's boring.
Life would suck.
Everyone would be damn predictable.
And damn boring.
And life would suck.
Emotions.
The epitomy of black/white rojak.
I like you, you like me, we'll get together.
I don't like you, you don't like me, goodbye.
If only.
But then again, if it were all so simple, relationships would be boring.
And life would suck.
But then again.
Sometimes.
We would all be better off.
If life really sucks.
We know it's just the way it is.
The way of life.
If everything was simply either black or white, life's boring.
Life would suck.
Everyone would be damn predictable.
And damn boring.
And life would suck.
Emotions.
The epitomy of black/white rojak.
I like you, you like me, we'll get together.
I don't like you, you don't like me, goodbye.
If only.
But then again, if it were all so simple, relationships would be boring.
And life would suck.
But then again.
Sometimes.
We would all be better off.
If life really sucks.
conventional wisdom dictates that on a family-oriented and lovey-dovey festival like xmas, you don't go all low-class and anti-social and coop up in your air-con room with your sibs playing mahjong but that's exactly what we did.
well actually it wasn't that bad. the family actually went to vivo city in the daytime in an attempt to use up papa's ck tangs' shopping vouchers but alas, ck tangs doesn't open on xmas dammit so we ended up kinda empty handed. but we ate at dian xiao er, which i've been curious about for a long time, and the food was very nice!
albeit abit too expensive, but sis's footing the bill cos she just got her bonus so it's all cool.
it's stupid, but we went to eat seafood after the meal because the food at dian xiao er is simply not filling enough. oh yeah, we had nu er hong and zhuang yuan hong as well, which is so pugilistic. haha.
nu er hong rox.
zhuang yuan hong smells like the thing your mother applies on your wounds when you fell down when you were small.
seafood was finger lickin' good.
to rise up to the joyous occasion, i hao-mai-ly, jokingly offered to treat the whole family to drinks. they all laughed good-naturedly at me this bankrupt kid offering to pay for drinks, but alas, to my horror, all they did was laugh, and nobody stopped me.
so, shite.
me and my slippery tongue.
and then we went home and jong-ed until 2 a.m. after which we went to cuppage to play pool. but my kindly brother and sister were turned off by the obnoxious ah bengs and the unhealthy amount of smoke, so all we did was, at the insistence of my irritating sister, get outdoors and took pictures.
then we went to marina to play pool and arcade. my brother and i suck at house of the dead 4.
big time.
i played the latest king of fighters.
i suck at that too, because i couldn't kill everyone. i have grown rusty.
when i was in my prime, i killed everyone. i still remember the ah beng who wasted 5 tokens trying to kill me at art of fighting 3. i also remember feeling very scared that he will whack me in real-life because he can't win me in the game.
what to do, i was still a little boy at that time.
after that, we went to eat roti prata at rail mall and reached home at 6.30 a.m.
if santa claus found out we were jong-ing and pooling and arcading and eating roti prata on xmas day, i think he will cry.
on xmas eve, went out with my precious biao mei.
i am so jealous of her new w810. i also want.
but i bankrupt. pok kai.
sigh.
there was this ang moh lady walking in front of us. we thought she looks weird and something must be amiss.
proceeded to chase after her and because she was walking so fast, we couldn't see her face.
after about 5 minutes of hot pursuit, and thanks to traffic lights, we finally gained up on her as she made her way into seiyu.
she turned to her side, and bm saw her face while i was looking someplace else.
poor bm looked like she was going to cry.
flabbergasted, i carried on the chase.
blistering barnacles and god-forsaken bananas, "she" was a transverstite!
nabeh.
it is 4 a.m.
i am very sleepy.
good nite.
well actually it wasn't that bad. the family actually went to vivo city in the daytime in an attempt to use up papa's ck tangs' shopping vouchers but alas, ck tangs doesn't open on xmas dammit so we ended up kinda empty handed. but we ate at dian xiao er, which i've been curious about for a long time, and the food was very nice!
albeit abit too expensive, but sis's footing the bill cos she just got her bonus so it's all cool.
it's stupid, but we went to eat seafood after the meal because the food at dian xiao er is simply not filling enough. oh yeah, we had nu er hong and zhuang yuan hong as well, which is so pugilistic. haha.
nu er hong rox.
zhuang yuan hong smells like the thing your mother applies on your wounds when you fell down when you were small.
seafood was finger lickin' good.
to rise up to the joyous occasion, i hao-mai-ly, jokingly offered to treat the whole family to drinks. they all laughed good-naturedly at me this bankrupt kid offering to pay for drinks, but alas, to my horror, all they did was laugh, and nobody stopped me.
so, shite.
me and my slippery tongue.
and then we went home and jong-ed until 2 a.m. after which we went to cuppage to play pool. but my kindly brother and sister were turned off by the obnoxious ah bengs and the unhealthy amount of smoke, so all we did was, at the insistence of my irritating sister, get outdoors and took pictures.
then we went to marina to play pool and arcade. my brother and i suck at house of the dead 4.
big time.
i played the latest king of fighters.
i suck at that too, because i couldn't kill everyone. i have grown rusty.
when i was in my prime, i killed everyone. i still remember the ah beng who wasted 5 tokens trying to kill me at art of fighting 3. i also remember feeling very scared that he will whack me in real-life because he can't win me in the game.
what to do, i was still a little boy at that time.
after that, we went to eat roti prata at rail mall and reached home at 6.30 a.m.
if santa claus found out we were jong-ing and pooling and arcading and eating roti prata on xmas day, i think he will cry.
on xmas eve, went out with my precious biao mei.
i am so jealous of her new w810. i also want.
but i bankrupt. pok kai.
sigh.
there was this ang moh lady walking in front of us. we thought she looks weird and something must be amiss.
proceeded to chase after her and because she was walking so fast, we couldn't see her face.
after about 5 minutes of hot pursuit, and thanks to traffic lights, we finally gained up on her as she made her way into seiyu.
she turned to her side, and bm saw her face while i was looking someplace else.
poor bm looked like she was going to cry.
flabbergasted, i carried on the chase.
blistering barnacles and god-forsaken bananas, "she" was a transverstite!
nabeh.
it is 4 a.m.
i am very sleepy.
good nite.
Was driving the NUSSU van into YIH when we realized the entrance was blocked by barriers.
Jialat gets off the van to remove the barriers.
Gets on my way and drives through the entrance into YIH.
Security guard catches us and looks on wide-eyed at our atrocity.
Approaches the vehicle as I was about to park.
Security guard: What do you think you're doing?
Me: *Sianz* Oh erm.. We've got some urgent stuff to do and you weren't around so we just removed the...
Security guard: WHO gave you permission to REMOVE the barrier and come in???
Me: *Starts to get pissed and was about to show him my power as jialat stomps onto the scene*
Jia lat: WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT YOU WANT?
(PFFFT)
Security guard: WHO gave you all permission to REMOVE the barrier and come in???
Jia lat: We are from NUSSU, NUSSU people cannot come in meh!
Security guard: Don't you all know that between 12.30 to 2.30 if you all want to come in you all need to have MY permission?!
The stupid man puffs up his chest and looks on in triumph as he thinks he's got us and expects us to look on in awe at his supreme authority.
Jia lat: But you were not there then what the fuck are we supposed to do?? Wait ah??
Security guard: Ya lah wait lah!
Jia lat: Nabeh then you three hours then come back we supposed to wait for you three hours ah!
Security guard: I will come back one wad! I was patrolling wad, I..
Jia lat: So you were not doing your job right! Then what you want? Complain ah? Want to complain complain lah!
Security guard: *Starts to get scared* Okay lah, relax lah brother, I...
Jia lat: RELAX! You..
Me: Okay okay, jialat relax. Okay, so we can park, or cannot park?
Security guard: Can lah, but next...
Me: Okay thanks.
*Slams the door in his face and proceeds with the day*
Moral of the story:
Elitism is bad and unhealthy for society in general. Elitists are scums. But when organisms residing at the bottom of the social ladder have the audacity to try and make trouble with people they should know they have no hope of overcoming, they deserve a good tight slap across the face 200 times with the hand of elitism.
Moral of the story number 2:
Jia lat is damn power.
Jialat gets off the van to remove the barriers.
Gets on my way and drives through the entrance into YIH.
Security guard catches us and looks on wide-eyed at our atrocity.
Approaches the vehicle as I was about to park.
Security guard: What do you think you're doing?
Me: *Sianz* Oh erm.. We've got some urgent stuff to do and you weren't around so we just removed the...
Security guard: WHO gave you permission to REMOVE the barrier and come in???
Me: *Starts to get pissed and was about to show him my power as jialat stomps onto the scene*
Jia lat: WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT YOU WANT?
(PFFFT)
Security guard: WHO gave you all permission to REMOVE the barrier and come in???
Jia lat: We are from NUSSU, NUSSU people cannot come in meh!
Security guard: Don't you all know that between 12.30 to 2.30 if you all want to come in you all need to have MY permission?!
The stupid man puffs up his chest and looks on in triumph as he thinks he's got us and expects us to look on in awe at his supreme authority.
Jia lat: But you were not there then what the fuck are we supposed to do?? Wait ah??
Security guard: Ya lah wait lah!
Jia lat: Nabeh then you three hours then come back we supposed to wait for you three hours ah!
Security guard: I will come back one wad! I was patrolling wad, I..
Jia lat: So you were not doing your job right! Then what you want? Complain ah? Want to complain complain lah!
Security guard: *Starts to get scared* Okay lah, relax lah brother, I...
Jia lat: RELAX! You..
Me: Okay okay, jialat relax. Okay, so we can park, or cannot park?
Security guard: Can lah, but next...
Me: Okay thanks.
*Slams the door in his face and proceeds with the day*
Moral of the story:
Elitism is bad and unhealthy for society in general. Elitists are scums. But when organisms residing at the bottom of the social ladder have the audacity to try and make trouble with people they should know they have no hope of overcoming, they deserve a good tight slap across the face 200 times with the hand of elitism.
Moral of the story number 2:
Jia lat is damn power.
Cyberia Camp was fun.
I wanna be a participant next year and win the first prize.
I wanna be a participant next year and win the first prize.
Can you say kawaii?
Kawaii is an understatement.
鬼鬼 galore.
I've picked out the best of the best.
Enjoy!
Kawaii is an understatement.鬼鬼 galore.
I've picked out the best of the best.
Enjoy!
I think I've lost all sense of time now that we're having holidays!
And I only just realized that Cyberia camp's tomorrow. Coming back on Friday.
And then Christmas would be upon us soon!
How fast.
And then school will start in 2 weeks and all the nonsense will start all over again.
Didi just came back from Brunei. He must be feeling very shiok.
The tenants at Regent sent us a Christmas card with their family photo in it! So funny. Ang mohs are so ever-friendly.
"We're finally settling in here, and it's starting to feel like home!"
Finally, huh ;)
And I only just realized that Cyberia camp's tomorrow. Coming back on Friday.
And then Christmas would be upon us soon!
How fast.
And then school will start in 2 weeks and all the nonsense will start all over again.
Didi just came back from Brunei. He must be feeling very shiok.
The tenants at Regent sent us a Christmas card with their family photo in it! So funny. Ang mohs are so ever-friendly.
"We're finally settling in here, and it's starting to feel like home!"
Finally, huh ;)
What are you supposed to do..
When you see her blissfully, deliriously, madly in love with someone else?
When it finally hits you smack in the face, that you are now but a thing of the past, a ghost of her memories, nothing but a speck of dust, amongst a gazillion other unworthy miniscule particles in her now-filled-with-tons-of-love heart?
What the fuck are you supposed to do?
Well.
For one, you forget.
You try hard to forget.
Very, very, very hard.
When you see her blissfully, deliriously, madly in love with someone else?
When it finally hits you smack in the face, that you are now but a thing of the past, a ghost of her memories, nothing but a speck of dust, amongst a gazillion other unworthy miniscule particles in her now-filled-with-tons-of-love heart?
What the fuck are you supposed to do?
Well.
For one, you forget.
You try hard to forget.
Very, very, very hard.
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He said I was in my early 40's with a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days, looking at the X-rays
And talking 'bout the options, and talking 'bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in that this might really be the real end
How's it hit cha when you get the kind of news
Man, what'd ya do ?
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
He said I was finally the husband that most of the time I wasn't
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden goin' fishin wasn't such an imposition
And I went 3 times that year I lost my dad
Well I, I finally read the good book
And I took a good long hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again
And then...
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you got eternity to think about what you do with it
What should you do with it
What can I do with it
What would I do with it
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
He said I was in my early 40's with a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days, looking at the X-rays
And talking 'bout the options, and talking 'bout sweet time
I asked him when it sank in that this might really be the real end
How's it hit cha when you get the kind of news
Man, what'd ya do ?
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
He said I was finally the husband that most of the time I wasn't
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden goin' fishin wasn't such an imposition
And I went 3 times that year I lost my dad
Well I, I finally read the good book
And I took a good long hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again
And then...
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you got eternity to think about what you do with it
What should you do with it
What can I do with it
What would I do with it
I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dyin'
Results are out.
And fuck, I really failed Fluid Mechanics.
Aiyah, but at least now I can "rest in peace" knowing that I will die die rest in my "no honours at all" region.
My only concern shall be to maintain my lousy cap and go on to do whatever I want to do and stop studying excessively because excessive studying has been proven to have no effect at all.
I shall just stop sleeping and dreaming during lectures.
And do my frickin' tutorials.
Other than that I shall just enjoy life and "rest in peace".
Oh yes, I also got my first A- for Engineering Visualization. Which is also most probably the last A- I'll ever get in my university life.
Nabeh, it is SO EASY!
It's fun, takes up the least amount of time, and is easiest to score in. What more could you ask for?
If only all modules were like this, the world would be a better place.
And fuck, I really failed Fluid Mechanics.
Aiyah, but at least now I can "rest in peace" knowing that I will die die rest in my "no honours at all" region.
My only concern shall be to maintain my lousy cap and go on to do whatever I want to do and stop studying excessively because excessive studying has been proven to have no effect at all.
I shall just stop sleeping and dreaming during lectures.
And do my frickin' tutorials.
Other than that I shall just enjoy life and "rest in peace".
Oh yes, I also got my first A- for Engineering Visualization. Which is also most probably the last A- I'll ever get in my university life.
Nabeh, it is SO EASY!
It's fun, takes up the least amount of time, and is easiest to score in. What more could you ask for?
If only all modules were like this, the world would be a better place.
Putting Things Into Perspective.
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Actually.
Maybe, I shouldn't have been so affected that I couldn't sleep almost throughout the night.
And I went to bed at 3.30.
Being the pig I am, insomnia is a big deal I guess.
Afterall, if she's happy, I'm happy.
I think.
I hope.
I hope she's happy.
Really.
Isn't that why we said goodbye in the first place?
Yeah.
So I shouldn't be upset afterall.
3rd grand uncle just passed away yesterday.
Cancer.
Awful.
Fast.
They told us he had 3 more months to live.
Hit us like a bullet train.
Life is short.
Live it.
Live it happily.
Without regrets.
At least.
As little as possible.
Maybe, I shouldn't have been so affected that I couldn't sleep almost throughout the night.
And I went to bed at 3.30.
Being the pig I am, insomnia is a big deal I guess.
Afterall, if she's happy, I'm happy.
I think.
I hope.
I hope she's happy.
Really.
Isn't that why we said goodbye in the first place?
Yeah.
So I shouldn't be upset afterall.
3rd grand uncle just passed away yesterday.
Cancer.
Awful.
Fast.
They told us he had 3 more months to live.
Hit us like a bullet train.
Life is short.
Live it.
Live it happily.
Without regrets.
At least.
As little as possible.
Lol.
I don't really know how to put this.
It's not often that my emotions actually have a physical effect on me.
My hands are shaking.
But I'm not cold.
Okay maybe I am. But that's not the point.
I'm shaking.
This has to come some day.
It's just either me or she.
It's she.
Three years.
A year and a half ago we said goodbye.
I'm a sucker.
I'm still wearing the same watch.
Using the same bottle.
And the same bag.
Even though she's moved on.
I should too.
But it feels quite shitty.
Am I not supposed to be the bastard who initiated it?
But I can't.
Dammit I can't.
I don't really know how to put this.
It's not often that my emotions actually have a physical effect on me.
My hands are shaking.
But I'm not cold.
Okay maybe I am. But that's not the point.
I'm shaking.
This has to come some day.
It's just either me or she.
It's she.
Three years.
A year and a half ago we said goodbye.
I'm a sucker.
I'm still wearing the same watch.
Using the same bottle.
And the same bag.
Even though she's moved on.
I should too.
But it feels quite shitty.
Am I not supposed to be the bastard who initiated it?
But I can't.
Dammit I can't.
I caught a glimpse of a piece of press release the other day.
Google was going to start up some new ecommerce site I think.
And from the name of the site, I'm quite sure there's no Singaporean in the production team, or else he should have strongly rejected the idea.
I mean...
Which self-respecting Singaporean would not be adverse to the notion of naming a start-up....
GBuy?!
Google was going to start up some new ecommerce site I think.
And from the name of the site, I'm quite sure there's no Singaporean in the production team, or else he should have strongly rejected the idea.
I mean...
Which self-respecting Singaporean would not be adverse to the notion of naming a start-up....
GBuy?!
"Papa, die liao leh..."
"Why leh?"
"I just calculated and realized my results really damn jia lat. Confirm graduate with no honours one."
"Er? You say like that I also don't understand. Honours is how big?"
"Honours is the stupid reason why I have to study four damn years."
"Don't have Honours very jia lat ah."
"Dunno leh. But very sianz lah."
"Hahahaha. Do your best lah. Cannot never mind lah. Maybe you zhu ding come and follow your father be car dealer. Ha ha ha."
"....."
"Why leh?"
"I just calculated and realized my results really damn jia lat. Confirm graduate with no honours one."
"Er? You say like that I also don't understand. Honours is how big?"
"Honours is the stupid reason why I have to study four damn years."
"Don't have Honours very jia lat ah."
"Dunno leh. But very sianz lah."
"Hahahaha. Do your best lah. Cannot never mind lah. Maybe you zhu ding come and follow your father be car dealer. Ha ha ha."
"....."
Sometimes, despite his strict and stern demeanour, my papa is really quite funny. Behind his business-man mask, is actually pretty much a kid just like every single one of us.
Yesterday, he went for this running competition organized by the Singapore Vehicle Trade Association and came in 8th.
He was so very very very very very very very very very very very very very very happy!
Like a kid like that.
He was literally beaming and showing me the certificate and medal. I believe he's not won something like this in a long long time.
Suddenly, I felt like I was the father and him, the son.
Truth be told, it was really very very rare, to see my father this happy, so I got very influenced as well ;)
He makes it a point to stress that "aiyah actually it's nothing much lah... but dunno why very shiok leh... this stupid, worthless piece of metal how much only.. but win liao really very shiok leh."
In a very off-hand manner, I commented that this "stupid, worthless" piece of metal somehow managed to make him more happy than one of those $10,000 days. He thought about it for 3 seconds and agreed whole-heartedly.
And we both laughed at the irony of it all.
And this further affirmed the belief that some things, money really cannot buy.
Yesterday, he went for this running competition organized by the Singapore Vehicle Trade Association and came in 8th.
He was so very very very very very very very very very very very very very very happy!
Like a kid like that.
He was literally beaming and showing me the certificate and medal. I believe he's not won something like this in a long long time.
Suddenly, I felt like I was the father and him, the son.
Truth be told, it was really very very rare, to see my father this happy, so I got very influenced as well ;)
He makes it a point to stress that "aiyah actually it's nothing much lah... but dunno why very shiok leh... this stupid, worthless piece of metal how much only.. but win liao really very shiok leh."
In a very off-hand manner, I commented that this "stupid, worthless" piece of metal somehow managed to make him more happy than one of those $10,000 days. He thought about it for 3 seconds and agreed whole-heartedly.
And we both laughed at the irony of it all.
And this further affirmed the belief that some things, money really cannot buy.
Wow it's been six days since the exams ended!
No wonder they say time flies when you're having fun.
Might have noticed the lack of pictures for a long long time. My stupid bluetooth in my beloved Acer was down so I couldn't send in pics from my Motorola.
I finally got it fixed 2 days before the exams and now my pathetically miniscule phone is exploding from photos-overload.
I'm sure Motorola feels lighter today.
Every picture tells a story. This is a very outdated one about the demise of the beloved Arts Canteen, The Deck. Let's observe a minute of silence for this place and remind ourselves of these fond memories; of yong tau foo, of waffles, of disgusting teriyaki chicken, of welcome relief after mugging, of talk kok sessions, of chio-bu-viewing sessions.
And this picture, is of the last meal I had in The Old Deck. Chicken chop with cheese fries with mashed potatoes with fried egg and iced milo, which I had with the engineers and bm.
You'll be missed, Mr Deck.
On the bright side, however, arts girls will start coming over to our territory to eat! Common sense might dictate that half of the arts population might decide to go over to business canteen to eat, but I think business food sucks so much that more than 65% would come over to engin.
Engineers have a psychotic tendency to steal my phone to secretly take pictures of me when I'm not looking. Want to take a nap also cannot take in peace.
I think I look like Ku Klux Klan.
Ta ma de.
The face behind like2smell!
Hee hee.
Check out da water bottles! Bizzare leh?! We are engineers and magicians.
I couldn't resist taking a picture of this.
BIAO MEI BONELESS CHICKEN RICE!
Wahahaha bm so funny!
Cool cool Jag. I realize it isn't very nice to put up a pic of a car complete witht the number plate but aiyah, I'm saying your car is nice, not crticising it, so you won't mind ba.
Damn majestic.
In the background is my papa and our Crown, which sad to say, looks kind of puny beside this beast.
This is my help sheet for Fluid Mechanics. Actually, it's just a pathetic piece of paper. About thirty minutes before the paper, one whole bunch of stupid engineers were scurrying to and fro the photo copy machine, cutting and pasting; literally, scraps of paper, in a last desperate attempt to beef up our helpsheets.
Alas, it proved no use at all, and I am still going to die for Fluids.
No wonder they say time flies when you're having fun.
Might have noticed the lack of pictures for a long long time. My stupid bluetooth in my beloved Acer was down so I couldn't send in pics from my Motorola.
I finally got it fixed 2 days before the exams and now my pathetically miniscule phone is exploding from photos-overload.
I'm sure Motorola feels lighter today.
Every picture tells a story. This is a very outdated one about the demise of the beloved Arts Canteen, The Deck. Let's observe a minute of silence for this place and remind ourselves of these fond memories; of yong tau foo, of waffles, of disgusting teriyaki chicken, of welcome relief after mugging, of talk kok sessions, of chio-bu-viewing sessions.And this picture, is of the last meal I had in The Old Deck. Chicken chop with cheese fries with mashed potatoes with fried egg and iced milo, which I had with the engineers and bm.
You'll be missed, Mr Deck.
On the bright side, however, arts girls will start coming over to our territory to eat! Common sense might dictate that half of the arts population might decide to go over to business canteen to eat, but I think business food sucks so much that more than 65% would come over to engin.
Engineers have a psychotic tendency to steal my phone to secretly take pictures of me when I'm not looking. Want to take a nap also cannot take in peace.I think I look like Ku Klux Klan.
Ta ma de.
The face behind like2smell!Hee hee.
Check out da water bottles! Bizzare leh?! We are engineers and magicians.
I couldn't resist taking a picture of this. BIAO MEI BONELESS CHICKEN RICE!
Wahahaha bm so funny!
Cool cool Jag. I realize it isn't very nice to put up a pic of a car complete witht the number plate but aiyah, I'm saying your car is nice, not crticising it, so you won't mind ba.Damn majestic.
In the background is my papa and our Crown, which sad to say, looks kind of puny beside this beast.
This is my help sheet for Fluid Mechanics. Actually, it's just a pathetic piece of paper. About thirty minutes before the paper, one whole bunch of stupid engineers were scurrying to and fro the photo copy machine, cutting and pasting; literally, scraps of paper, in a last desperate attempt to beef up our helpsheets.Alas, it proved no use at all, and I am still going to die for Fluids.
I am so going to die tomorrow.
My blood is so going to spill all over my Fluid Mechanics paper. True, my blood has almost bled dry already for the past few papers, but tomorrow, not a drop shall remain.
Despite being super weak academically, I spent almost the whole of today slacking and surfing net and playing fowl words and watching you-tube and two thousand other things I shouldn't be doing.
Usually, I'll be like the only one slacking and seeing the rest of the engineers pia-ing their assess off I'll feel damn guilty and hold my horses.
Alas, today, sitting beside me, was the one and only, as-playful-as me de PUI!
Die.
By first law of slackism, playful plus playful = very very playful.
Sibeh jia lat.
But neh mind.
TOMORROW.
The dark clouds shall part, and the sun shall shine brightly once more.
Tomorrow: After final papers = KFC and Happy Feet at Vivo City!
Wednesday: After work = Go to my beloved plaza to collect my reserved book and borrow like siao.
Thursday: After work = Go Borders to be a geek!
Friday: After work = Gai gai and gia gia with bm!
Saturday: Bball with WST and 163 outing!
Sunday: Bball with WST and gai gai with the Auditor!
I can't think of Fluid Mechanics anymore.
Bm says I "everyday also want to play."
Such true words.
Die.
My blood is so going to spill all over my Fluid Mechanics paper. True, my blood has almost bled dry already for the past few papers, but tomorrow, not a drop shall remain.
Despite being super weak academically, I spent almost the whole of today slacking and surfing net and playing fowl words and watching you-tube and two thousand other things I shouldn't be doing.
Usually, I'll be like the only one slacking and seeing the rest of the engineers pia-ing their assess off I'll feel damn guilty and hold my horses.
Alas, today, sitting beside me, was the one and only, as-playful-as me de PUI!
Die.
By first law of slackism, playful plus playful = very very playful.
Sibeh jia lat.
But neh mind.
TOMORROW.
The dark clouds shall part, and the sun shall shine brightly once more.
Tomorrow: After final papers = KFC and Happy Feet at Vivo City!
Wednesday: After work = Go to my beloved plaza to collect my reserved book and borrow like siao.
Thursday: After work = Go Borders to be a geek!
Friday: After work = Gai gai and gia gia with bm!
Saturday: Bball with WST and 163 outing!
Sunday: Bball with WST and gai gai with the Auditor!
I can't think of Fluid Mechanics anymore.
Bm says I "everyday also want to play."
Such true words.
Die.
