hellooo Earth! what's crackalakin? it seems like lightyears since i last blogged lemme begin by announcing that i had one out-of-this world holiday. Smokin..! hmm..something tells me this is gonna be a very long entry.
well..a smokin holiday ain't always a good thing. First up, i smoked my basic driving theory test. yup, u saw it right, i blew it. argh! 6 innocent dollars to cdc's coffers. the freakin word FAIL was splashed in HUGE print across the face of my LCD screen to my holy chagrin. charming brandon..very charming. But, the day i wrote this entry is the day took my second attempt at fate..and i passed. like..duh? whaddya expect? u think i'm retard? >_<
then, if u take the word smoke in its hazardous, potentially lethal terminology(o' yeah, damn right, i'm bitchin bout that shit stick), it means..well..smoking. despite all the indecent advances from peers around me to connect with da stick, it had never once crossed my mind that i was pickin it up..nah, say, what am i gonna do with all that gas, all that gas inside my lungs..furthermore, it'll get me spendin..spending all my money on it..and wasting time on it.yaw baby! come'on rap with me yo! -_- someone tell me i just failed miserably. maybe it's my stringent family doctrine pertaining to the issue of smoking, but i think life's too short to waste :) but hey, my dad was a puff daddy..he used to puff a few of those back in his earlier years i heard..but he quit the damn thing long b4 i was born. Perhaps my social circles had always been squeaky clean, so something somewhat run-of-the-mill or even the 'in-thing' for some maybe eyed with askance by o'-goody-two-shoes me. :) the problem is, it recently came to my stark realisation that alot of my friends actually huff the puff, and i thought John Suk was the only one of my age who i knew that smokes apart from another guy from my secondary school. see the scope of the circle? =X
malevolent connotations aside, holly smokin' hot is sure a good thing cos i've been having an interesting and yarr..SMOOOKIIINNNN holiday..not perfect, but good nonetheless. Did i mention? i went to Taiwan after the prom for the first time in my life and met Mrs Lim, TJ's now ex-principal, at the airport with a whole throng of emersion students from the top-5 JCs. My inaugural was pretty much the "mountain-river-stone" kinda tour, and coming in complimentary with it was the long, ardous, painstaking, agonisingly bumpy, horrifyingly winding coach rides thru disturbingly meandering mountain roads which made me nauseous. not wanting to forfeit tough-guy demeanor for transient comfort, i winced everytime the coach negotiated a bend to prevent myself from throwing up mouth poo. there were hell alot of bends alright, and the last thing on my mind was the concept of resonance. :S but Taiwan was a picturesque country to say the least. not something i had the pleasure of enjoying in serenity on the bus considering my then condition.
Oh! and i learnt something really amazingly interesting over there. no shit..did any of you know that traditional chinese charaters with 0, 10, 20 or even 30 strokes and 16 strokes were words normally associated with bad things? so it's essential that u do not pick such words when naming ur kid. just think of the chinese characters for robber, sick, cancer, bad luck.. and you'll be flabbergasted! and the words with 4, 9 and 13 strokes are the good ones. think of emperor, power and the like. pretty interesting, isn't it? it never kills to be a little superstitious at times when it came to the things that mattered. heh.
speakin about Taiwan..they sure have politicos from hell! ( :O with a mouth 10cm wide. ) It's like putting Undertaker and Hulk Hogan in a wrestling ring -- they always start the ball rolling by talking the talk, but always ended up in one hell of a brawl! if you've ever seen the raucous give and take of Taiwan Parliament anywhere on TV(not to forget the hurling of a newly devised torpedo contrlled by the human brain, and is none other known as 'chairs'), then you'll friggin' know what i mean! and can u imagine PM Lee in there giving his speech? heavens. they'd better send the other Lee instead! Bruce Lee, that is..
thus far in my entry, rain has just roared from the heavens once again. curses! friggin weather change(it's been pouring almost every damn day of late haven't u noticed?) has made me fall ill and wrecking my already ailing health. now i got a cough that refuses to scram and a fever that fluctuates more feverishly than the stock market. Today i finally decided to go to the doctor and when i walked into the clinic, i faintly overheard the conversation inside the consultation room. The patient was saying.."Doctor, every part about my life is in tatters..i'm suffering from major depression. my wife thinks she's the queen of Strike!, my daughter's a prostitute and my son's an addict." The doctor sighed empthically, "ahh, that's pretty awful..is there anything positive in your life?" And the patient deadpanned, "yeah.. my HIV test is positive." ... :O okay, fine..everything after the part about me visiting the doctor today was bull. =b anyway, i've been carrying this sickening cough for way too long and it's getting from bad to worse. :( hopefully it's just merely cough and nothing more grave than that.
Someone was telling me the other day that our year's A level results were to be released earlier than expected, like somewhere in February instead of the usual March. oh and it so happens that the papers we took were on a higher level relative to the others(like..the aliens should consider sitting for them) so why the hell are they taking a shorter time to mark them?! My friends are a pretty worried bunch expecting the worst yet hoping for the best. They complain alot about how the MOE is trying to screw the 1987 peeps and how our A's are fried. As they continue their incessant jeremiad about our portended doom, i'm starting to feel the panick. like, erm..hola! cambridge cognoscenti! i need that 3As badd..real badd. very baddd! damn badddd! ok, im not going on..u get the idea, i hope? =P so then..gimme gimme!
Dreadfully, way before the A level results are out, I'd have checked my ass into the shit hole over at Tekong.
ack! pretty devastating transition i should say.. (gee, sorry man! had to draw the gun in HOT pink! couldn't resist my pinkish fetish now could i? *sneers* pfff. yeah i admit my Windows Paint skills suck) ah, crap. enslaved by the upper echelons of power, bound by social contract to serve 2 mandatory years just 'cos i have a penis! accepting fate, i decided that i should embrace the army with zeal and vigor but shit happened..and i got posted to Pesc C. yay..typewritter boy. at the medical, i showed the guy records of my previously crushed ankle cartiledge, then he asked me wether i wanted to be combat fit, and i said "i'm fine with that." so he placed me on pend for a Pesc A or C..but the results never came. they got downright lousy administration seriously, even my friend has been held up by them. and when the enlistment letter arrived and i realised that i was the solitary poor soul that's going in on the 20th while everyone else is going in 2 weeks earlier, i knew where my fate lied. It had to be C..where else? bah. hey sergeant! i wanna kick some tekong monkey butt so don't put me in a room full of shit doing shit no! matter of fact, i heard that we, as sai-gang boys, don't get no modicum of respect from the higher ranked guys. oh wtf, like as if i had choice. but hey, finally unravelled 1 person who was going same day as me..who happens to be my friend from Tao Nan. apparently he was posted to Pesc C 'cos he's Batman!! ok no..just the eyes..he has big-time myopia.
The 2B chalet was something i had suggested and looked forward to ever since the holidays commenced. Let's put it this way, historicals records affirms that attendence was never good again after the inaugural one way back in sec 2. so when we heard that responce was pretty encouraging this year, it was heartening to be honest. *melts* BUT in the end, everyone had some last minute thing on, either that or they turned up like after 12? so there were only circa 15 people. and for goodness sake it was a 2 day-1 night affair. Which part of that sounded like time was on our side? *muses* but nevertheless, my closer friends were all there and we had an enjoyable time WITHOUT domininating the activity list with gambling and cards. that's why i always loved the 2B chalet :D
hola! say hello to my best buds.. :) and at the chalet, i was talkin to fellow prospective law student Fangyi about studying jurispudence in Cambridge..apparently she got rejected by Oxford but got accepted into King's. that's like pretty neat already. man, i shall apply to cambridge without much expectation..cos it'll take broken limbs to get in. anyway homies, we had one hell of a time there, didn't we? ;)
something i should mention before i forget..Fangyi told me to spread the word about the formation of a 18yr-old all female team to Zimbabwe to do Humanitarian work, at an orphanage i believe. It's somewhere in MAY if my processors ain't faltering. On the pragmatic side of things, ok, it embellishes your resume. period. but on the human side of things..u see, most, if not all, of these kids have never eaten a proper meal. flour with water is seen as a staple, in worse cases, a luxury. and furthermore, many of them were born with the HIV virus and don't have very long to live. yeah, condoms are like Alien lazer guns over in Zimbabwe..never seen, never used, never bothered to figure out it's modus operandi. Doesn't help when sex happens to be their chief recreation, or so i heard. what can u expect? they aint got no playstations or discos like we do over here. So, it's like they do it all night and spread the pernicious virus faster than the Indonesian forest fires. Fundamentally, your mission is not to go there to save the world. no need for that! but if u want to, and happen to have a dad called Bill and a mum called Melinda, then be my guest =D otherwise, just leave those to the bald guys in suits. what u actually do is make their remaining life as happy as possible. and that's pretty much about it. so, interested, then let me know yea?
I decided to pop-by the 14/04 chalet the other day since it was highly possible that it would the last JC class gathering ever, and since Ronnie, Koong Woei, Shan Zhi, Mark and myself rarely turn up. *both hands shoot up* Don't Shoot! ermm..i really got a problem with pasir ris though. One thing is that i've never ever been able to navigate around successfully. It's such a freaking confusing area. Ironically, the segregation of the area into 'Drives' and 'Streets' during town-planning actually makes things worse for me. There's just too many of them! and boy does pasir ris give me the creeps at night, especially when you're lost in some deserted area all by yourself and erected intimidatingly on your left is the legendary Changi Prison. and it doesnt help when ur friend directs u in the opposite direction of which ur supposed to travel in. Basically sums up the tragic tale of my frustrating trip to Aloha Changi. that aside, the company turned out to be better than expected really..to begin with, the turn-up rate was, for some reason, relatively high and we basically just wasted the night away doing that damn thing that everyone seems to find fun in doing at a chalet.. guessed it? yes.. CARDS. in the end, we all went to sleep. and for pretty damn long too. lol.
my clandestine liaison wahaha..and ermm..just 3 guys. ho.
so, i checked out after 1 night of sleep-over and didn't go back after that. basically most pple had left by then so didn't really see a point in going back.
my computer was on the precipice of crashing the day before yesterday and in geek lexicon, that roughly translates to 'a hardware malfunction that indicates a serious failure in the system operating kernel and often occurs when the program counter loses track of the correct execution path of a buffer outflow overwrites a portion of program code'. sweet. damn, those geeks should really consider taking up law. =/ but the crash would have been the third in less than a year! imagine being relegated to the bed by a bloody flu virus and then a digital virus tries to screw with u so that ur confined to four walls with nothing to do other than trying to bounce in a wavy motion to act like a worm :( aww man.. fortunately it didn't die on me. HAH! i should really take the effort to back-up all my data. i'm always building mountains, have them hacked down, then build them again. vicious cycle..not good.
2006 kicked off pretty well despite it going downslope due to my present quagmire of seemingly perennial ailments. For once in my life, i went to the countdown with my family..Parents, brothers, manda, brother's girlfriend, sister, aunt, and one cousin. now don't associate that with boredom cos it was one crackolactic night! definitely a night to remember. we were greeted by the cacophony of excited party-goers when we arrived and quickly realised that luck was on our side for we were allocated the seat nearest to the stage. there was a sumptious 8 or 9 course dinner and 1 cracking parteh grooved by some adrenaline-spurring retro music! it eventually changed to techno which i don't personally like. haha i had a fun time dancing..and manda was practically looking like she was a duck on nails. =P yeah..and after that, i headed to Jieming's house to meet the guys..they had been eating steamboat for hours when i reached and were still diggin in. lol. there wasnt too many things to do so i continued reading Da Vinci Code from where i stopped until slumber took over. hey that book's a killa! though i find Digital Fottress a tad more pulsating.
damn, i've been going on for 5 hours already. so, like all good things, :O, we have finally come to the end of this 2484-word thesis of utterly chronologically disorientated balderash(see? i'm already preparing for university!). and oh, betcha a flying pig that i counted it word-for-word! lol. ciao!
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