noe me, or else...
zenöv of zenövia!
unparallelled
~ ~
November 17th morning 1983
ζ Silat Kindergarten ζ Silat PS:1A-2A ζ ZPS:3A-6A ζ
ζ RVHS:1F/2F/3/4I ζ HJC:00S60
ζ BMTC Ninja + Viper ζ Jln BM
ζ Punggol 21 ζ NEL->EWL->96
ζ NUS Engin 2 ζ CSC ζ CSL ζ LB
ζ Ethelonter III ζ sammi
ζ zenov_yzr@yahoo.com
Wat I Did On
went sch early morning. print notes, went clubrm, gaw goft-wrapping not starting den. went to drink tea w dr at arts den went back and rot w him at the cubicle while gaw continued their meeting. 1400hrs, gift-wrapping start. was w the VM cell wrapping PWG. den, went for CSL w pui and guys. raymond still rem me and told me he wanted me to go and help him w his chi, cos his new kor kor sucked in chi.
Ï 26 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
mugged, and cut hair at kimage by a LEADING hairstylist. an old woman w horrible make-up. the outcome quite ok, i transformed from a tw boy to a hk lad...
Ï 25 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
rot in and out of clubrm. proj meeting n my proj mates finally accepted the fact dat we're doing a mkting module cos our sup said so.
Ï 23 - 24 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
cyclohunt. went from ecp to paya lebar to tampines to pasir ris to changi village to changi airport back to ecp. butt is sore~!!!
Ï 22 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
slacked in clubrm, did LB stuff, den helped gaw check the gifts. left w dr, den supper w zps gang at tb market.
Ï 21 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
mugged a little, den watched forbidden city.
Ï 20 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
went clubrm to 'study'. end up helping tC do the LB MAF stuff. yep, the great day is coming & prep is under way. den, cb came at 3.30pm to play squash. me and him, w dr outside the squash courts mugging. den zin came and mugged too. amazingly, squash today is tiringly. perhaps cb really noe how to tire ppl, incl himself. den we had steamboat at the cheena 'cafe' at src. quite ok, worth it for $6. den, back to clubrm to 'study'. end up look at photos w j1 and den help her w phy tut. den left her w ives at 10pm... yup, it was VERY late le...
Ï 19 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
had breakfast w LF at clementi hawker centre. zin came later and treated us siew mai, to make up for being late. ok, we forced her to treat us. Then we went big bookshop to LSLS. wow... v long neva shop in such a bkshop and it still fascinates me. pretty but useless stationery, cheap but small sch bags... den, went home, punggol home. ate instant mee (cos i miss eating instant mee) and slept. woke up by mum coming home, had dinner den her soup. supposedly to fight heatiness. den, watch tv and sleep.
Ï 18 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
mugged.. or so i tot. couldn't really study. attended csc agm at 1830. haiz... they feel sad, and i feel sad too. shan't say much here. ä¸åå°½å¨ä¸è¨ä¸
Ï 17 Sep 2006 (Sun) Ï
mugged. met fred at tbp for dinner at 8pm. ate LD's biscuits...
Ï 16 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
mugged.
Ï 15 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
mugged.
Ï 14 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
GAW booth.
Ï 13 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
Lab again, couldn't find lab, squashed, mugged.
Ï 12 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
No lab! cos lab is FULL... went to tut to sign in attendance. had breakfast w 6g at arts canteen.
Ï 11 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
Lab, sianz... slack at study rm...
Ï 09 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
LB, source for T-shirt printing, bot MAF stuff, Ma'at gathering to celebrate the b'days of Sep babies at Park Mall's Fish n Co. Had seafood platter for 2 w dr. Was given a cake by another group of people we dunch noe, so we ate 2 cakes within 2 hrs!
Ï 08 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lab, E31 meeting, GAW Briefing, KFC with 8 other people.
Ï 07 Sep 2006 (Thur) Ï
Bot new RAM for my lifebk! PC333 512MB. Now my lifebk is running 3x faster than b4...
Ï 06 Sep 2006 (Wed) Ï
Went swimming w cb, only to realize it was pri sch's hols & we called it off, only to eat kfc at JE pool. Then, went to sim lim to buy RAM for my laptop, only to realize i dinno the type of RAM my lifebook needs. So, went home empty-handed.
Ï 05 Sep 2006 (Tue) Ï
Auditions. Continued to fine-tune tC's present. LB-meeting. Happy Birthday to tC & bon voyage to ä¸ç¾½!!
Ï 04 Sep 2006 (Mon) Ï
Spent the whole day preparing for tC's b'day, cos his bday is on tue. waited for km to arrive at 7pm and we started recording a 广æå§ for the present. Rushed home to dp post-productions...
Ï 03 Sep 2006 (Sun) Ï
Spent 7 hrs under the sun...
Ï 02 Sep 2006 (Sat) Ï
Attended CSC Elections. wow... it's very attn-stretching. went for LB's 1st regular visit since LBFD. BBS after that. Accompanied tC to ikea to do some shopping. After that, took the shuttle service from ikea to sengkang. 1st time taking it, but it was slow, cos the bus took some funny, long detour. Last min prep...
Ï 01 Sep 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lab, tutorials, E31 discussion, home. Print photos and sleep.
Ï 31 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
ktv lunch w zw & yh. after dat, we walked abt abit and settled down at carl's jr. zw went off at 3+ and yh & 1 stayed till 4.30pm.
Ï 30 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Self study day. Had lunch w J2. den J1 came and 2J & me went to haf dinner. after which, J2 went for dance & J1 & me went to print notes. peaceful day. lived up my name as GC prez for prying some dark secrets of J2... haha... J1's next.
Ï 29 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
LB meeting. We began to believe we're on the rite track. We'll go build a new LB together! Stupid me actually been to wrong tut gp for 2 wks!
Ï 26 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
Dinner w family at Yong Chun Yuan.
Ï 25 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
LB Outing to Settler's at CQ. Click on LB On The Blog link for details.
Ï 23 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Swimming w cb from 230pm to 5pm at JE Pool. Dinner at the kfc there too.
Ï 22 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Went to sch, zao lect, did tutorial & attended a hypnotizing session a.k.a E7 tutorial. escaped to clubrm to update my blog. nabehz~ Life's boring... NOT. gonna haf lunch w y^2. And then...
Ï 21 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
Went to sch, zao lect, den met up w 2J+C (their fren) to haf lunch @ engin canteen. tokked kok to joyce and den went to clubrm to rot. Then, printed notes on CBLC. next day, received announcement from E35 lecturer dat the notes will b sold by coop. nabehz~
Ï 19 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
LBFD. See LB's blog for more details.
Ï 18 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
Prep for LBFD. Nametags, presents, dispenser... Went to mit ZPS Gang, dinner at siam kitchen, GWC. had dessert at cedele. nice...
Ï 17 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
Last day of Outreach. Prepared for LBFD.
Ï 16 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
CSC Outreach Day 2. played squash w Ma'ats again. super shag! 1st time i played till dat shagged! cb, se, 2j, km, dr & zin all came down, tho not sll played lol
Ï 15 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
2nd day of sch! CSC Outreach Day 1! fun... =)
Ï 14 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
1st day of sch! So much fun! Jio-ed 2Js to lunch, but end up accompanying them nid modules at clubrm. Then only joyce accompany me eat lunch. Ed joined us and we had a little gossip, from Arts canteen to CL to clubrm. jenny so farnie. She said her tuition got cancelled, but she neva come back sch earlier. hmmm... sth's fishy... den had a meeting w LB comm at student's lounge. den home. my landlady was very nice to gimme eat the lor mai kai she made herself. and dan hua tang! den watched tv w her daughter while chatting on msn...
Ï 13 Aug 2006 (Sun) Ï
Recuperate from sadness.
Ï 12 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
Fire diao, LB, LB VBS, shopping along NEL.
Ï 11 Aug 2006 (Fri) Ï
Lunch w cb, shopping, dinner w Ma'at. Fireworks watching. Tok-kok.
Ï 10 Aug 2006 (Thur) Ï
Went sch take cca card. Then slept. Then blogged.
Ï 09 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
Nat'l Day, blading at ECP, dinner at Shi Nai Cha Can Ting, watched NDP, blogged.
Ï 08 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Big Shift 3/3, sch, dinner w tC, shopping at PS & Orchard MRT.
Ï 07 Aug 2006 (Mon) Ï
KTV w some Ma'ats and Big Shift 2/3.
Ï 06 Aug 2006 (Sun) Ï
SLEEP, SLEEP, SLEEP, shift stuff and dat's all.
Ï 05 Aug 2006 (Sat) Ï
tuition, lunch at Bryan's, chit chat, Hard Gay, Fireworks, steamboat, chit chat and shitting.
Ï 04 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
met up w yj again to complete our hideous stuff. had lunch and den had haircut. c'est tout.
Ï 02 Aug 2006 (Wed) Ï
met up w yj & we went to do some hideous stuff...
Ï 01 Aug 2006 (Tue) Ï
Matric fair again. After dat, slacked a while in clubrm helping them fold the leaves. Then went to Bras Basah to buy acrylic for the *LB CONFIDENTIAL*. bot PDA, Palm Tunsten E from ebay. Then met kf where we had dinner at dis V8 restaurant in Bugis. Home.
Ï 31 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Matric fair from 1330 - 1530, gonna do for tue, wed & fri too. LB comm meeting at 1530 at student's lounge. so on, we visualized so much fancy stuff. hope we can fulfil everything we planned.
Ï 30 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Slept at home, 2nd try at pasta. Not a bloody mess, got green, but not dat nice cos of the capsicum.
Ï 29 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Lunch at Funan food court after Ma'ats went for city walk. rotted a while, den to LB w tC & cb. den met up w bryan & LF and them, me, joyce, cb & ed went to sing ktv. den we met km at cnt pt mac for supper.
Ï 28 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Went for SOKA SD Orientation. GC nearly full strength w exception of viv. Did quite a bit of bitching and groping, pinching... shall elaborate more in blog, but it's late at nite now...
Ï 27 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Got so bored staying at home 2 hrs into waking dat I jio-ed cb to Nat'l Lib to immerse ourselves in the bk-ish environment. Slept at there instead. Then went to Sim Lim to look at PDAs.
Ï 26 Jul 2006 (Wed) Ï
Afternoon chat w zw & sh from 1-6 at kovan xin wang. csl after dat. justin drew for me a nice pic.
Ï 25 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day 3. Played squash all the way. Mac dinner. Took up a challenge w cb & km to lose 3 inches off our waist by next wk.
Ï 24 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Ma'at Water Sports Day 2. Late, started walking to JE pool at 1230pm, only to realize it's only open at 1430 on mon. Lazy river, wave, lazy and wave. No slides this time round, cos I'm a bit flu-y. Dinner at kopitiam outside pool w ching & bu, cos ray went home for dinner =(
Ï 23 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Nothing much, except shopping at NTUC & pasta making.
Ï 22 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
LB visit, but went to visit an elderly in Pasir Ris b4 dat. uh-oh... haven't visited epl's elderly...
Ï 21 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Dinner with YJ, den watched Thank You For Smoking, a super brainy show.
Ï 20 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Ma'at 满æ. Went to settler's and then to Crystal Jade at Suntec. Pathetic attendance. 满æ = Time to split up.
Ï 19 Jul 2006 (Wed) Ï
Revelation with someone
Ï 18 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day 2
Ï 17 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Movie with GC. Slacked, walked from DG to The Heerens, settled at Starbucks at Crown Prince Hotel, then dinner at Cine's LJS. Walked again to Kino, chit chat standing among the sea of books. Then home... on NEL lah...
Ï 15 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Bintan Trip.
Ï 14 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
GC Investiture.
Ï 13 Jul 2006 (Thur) Ï
Ma'at Water Sports Day. See blog entry.
Ï 11 Jul 2006 (Tue) Ï
Ma'at Sports Day. See blog entry.
Ï 10 Jul 2006 (Mon) Ï
Sent my mum to polyclinic dis morn. She has fracture, so she'll be going to c an ortho next next wk at AH. Spent a boring 5 hrs in SK Polyclinic. They r sure INEFFICIENT. I couldn't sleep & I scolded a little kid who kept climbing over me while I slept. Late afternoon, went to Marine Parade to bk Bintan Hols. Chose the wrong route. Spent 1.5 hrs on 197. shucks! shd haf taken from bedok. My return trip took only 1 hr.
Ï 09 Jul 2006 (Sun) Ï
Dinner with Ma'at after their C.A.N. Split into Pizza Hut and Pastamania.
Ï 08 Jul 2006 (Sat) Ï
Afternoon: LB elderly-turned-volunteers outing to Qian Hu in Tengah, followed by KPO session at Delifrance w some of the surviving volunteers. Made way down to hf's hse to play mahjong w HJC gang, tho they stopped playing to watch WC. boring~ when will these ppl grow up?? so i'm here updating my blog...
Ï 07 Jul 2006 (Fri) Ï
Afternoon: Chalet accts tally with zin & bryan. chit chat & abused zin's laptop while she was away. Evening: 3rd date w someone at harborfront, followed by a long walk w her to home. Then off to bugis to try my luck w bryan & chio bu & watched a super lame show: Recycle together, after shopping through 3 cinemas
Albums & Movies For Sale
DVD movies
Mandarin Albums (China imported)
Resolutions 2006
-+ Play the piano +-
-+ Rollerblading +- learning
-+ Dancing +-
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-+ Complete 1st novel by June & 2nd novel by Dec +-
-+ Find a tuition job +-
-+ Read
-+ Read 2 chinese bks +-
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-+ Join ç»å¯¹ Superstar +-
-+ Do a gd job in csc bizcom and ethelonter III +-
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-+ Creative PC-Cam 950 (Blue) +-
-+ 1GB RAM for Lifebook +-
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movie dat rox!
The Matrix Trilogy
Snow Falling On Cedars
Taking Lives, Pearl Harbor
X-men, Monsters' Inc
Dead Poet's Society
Great Expectations
Needing You (å¤ç·å¯¡å¥³)
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books dat mooves
Snow Falling On Cedars
Sing To The Dawn, Enid Blyton
gaming craze
SimCity4, The Age of Empires 2
Neverwinter Nights
Railroad Tycoon II, Tropico,
Enter The Matrix,
Beach Life,Worms Armageddon
Capitalism II, Monopoly Tycoon
Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion
i'm a scorpio
Ruling Planet: Pluto/ Mars
Element: Water
Cross/Quality: Fixed
Group: Intellectual
House Ruled: Eight
Polarity: Negative
Opposite Sign: Taurus
Favorable Colors: Dark Reds & black
Lucky Gem: Opal
Key Body Part: Reproductive Organs
Period: Oct.23 - Nov.21
Basic Profile:
Passionate, vibrant, magnetic, perceptive, emotional, sensual, alert, willful, determined, resourceful, purposeful, directed, dominant, ambitious, fearless, committed, intense, but can be obsessive, extreme, vengeful, jealous, spiteful, unforgiving, bully, menacing, possessive, arrogant
Famous Scorpions:
Bill Gates, Theodore Roosevelt, Pablo Picasso, Martin Luther, Marie Curie, Prince Charles, Hillary Rodham Clinton, Calista Flockhart, kd lang, Leonardo DiCaprio, Jodie Foster, Demi Moore
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quote-a-pro
"I've never been so far from my dream than when I was standing right beside it."
"If at first you don't succeed, try, try again"
"Ten fingers, ten toes, that was all that mattered. They don't say that now."
"Is the only way you can succeed is to see me fail?"
"Maybe it was the love for the planets, maybe it was my growing detest for this one, but for as long as I remember, I have dreamt of going into space
"You try so hard to leave a place and when you do, you find a reason to stay."
"They've got you looking for the flaws that after a while, it's all that you see."
"The wind caught it."
"The only way you can see the inside of a spaceship is when you are cleaning it."
-- Quotes from GATTACA
"Love is like an apple; it has been more than 300 years since an apple dropped and hit someone randomly"
-- zenöv
Friday, June 30, 2006
Something Fishy's Going On
It was recce to Qian Hu Fish Farm for the elderly visit next saturday today (how come this sentence sounds funnily logical??). It was a 鸟不生蛋 ulu sama place in tengah, albeit near the airbase.
It was nothing great actually, partly cos I'm not a fish lover. There were cute, pretty fish that cost only $2.00 and there were big, ugly, disgusting fish that cost $2888. Singaporeans really have weird taste.
Tze thought she was IT, the Act Cute Creature. But please lah... she cute meh? Her face round round is naturally cute, so not act one.
* C E N S O R E D *
And guys, being in the middle of Tengah is good for health, cos you can ventilate to some people you trust without the fear that what you said will be overheard. Think bitching on the bus, but having to scour the surroundings for familiar faces before you start talking. Yup, there was not even a single soul in the immediate surroundings! Or think typing to wrong window on msn... There were only that few people present!
Decided that some day, I will pull some guys (literally) to tengah and probe them about their thoughts about certain issues. No lah, not ask them whether they are gay, just want to know their opinions about people we know in common. You know, talking behind other people's back. waha!!!
Went to have lunch at Lot 1 and after which James and I went to Shuohan's house where he showcased his collection of board games. Then we played one of his games called Monsters (Something) America.
ermz... How do I make a closing? Perhaps this will be The Closing. lol
p/s: due to warning from 'censhorship board', allow me to substitute a paragraph with another just-as-offending one:
We found a type of fish in QH that was called China Sucker. yar... close friends should know well enough what that means to me ;P Good fish...
It was recce to Qian Hu Fish Farm for the elderly visit next saturday today (how come this sentence sounds funnily logical??). It was a 鸟不生蛋 ulu sama place in tengah, albeit near the airbase.
It was nothing great actually, partly cos I'm not a fish lover. There were cute, pretty fish that cost only $2.00 and there were big, ugly, disgusting fish that cost $2888. Singaporeans really have weird taste.
Tze thought she was IT, the Act Cute Creature. But please lah... she cute meh? Her face round round is naturally cute, so not act one.
* C E N S O R E D *
And guys, being in the middle of Tengah is good for health, cos you can ventilate to some people you trust without the fear that what you said will be overheard. Think bitching on the bus, but having to scour the surroundings for familiar faces before you start talking. Yup, there was not even a single soul in the immediate surroundings! Or think typing to wrong window on msn... There were only that few people present!
Decided that some day, I will pull some guys (literally) to tengah and probe them about their thoughts about certain issues. No lah, not ask them whether they are gay, just want to know their opinions about people we know in common. You know, talking behind other people's back. waha!!!
Went to have lunch at Lot 1 and after which James and I went to Shuohan's house where he showcased his collection of board games. Then we played one of his games called Monsters (Something) America.
ermz... How do I make a closing? Perhaps this will be The Closing. lol
p/s: due to warning from 'censhorship board', allow me to substitute a paragraph with another just-as-offending one:
We found a type of fish in QH that was called China Sucker. yar... close friends should know well enough what that means to me ;P Good fish...
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Ma'at's Fav Cheer
Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~
Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~
Who ah who ah who are we?
We are we are we are who?
Who are we? We are who?
We are ~~~~~
MA'AT!!!
Dayung sampan~ Dayung dayung sampan ~~
It was really disappointing that when we did this cheer in front of the whole camp when receiving our honour, no one (outside our gp) laughed. Did they NOT get it or were they too holy-molely? cos when TC suggested we sing the song after the cheer, the whole group went into hysterical mode. hmmmm ~~
Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~
Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~
Who ah who ah who are we?
We are we are we are who?
Who are we? We are who?
We are ~~~~~
MA'AT!!!
Dayung sampan~ Dayung dayung sampan ~~
It was really disappointing that when we did this cheer in front of the whole camp when receiving our honour, no one (outside our gp) laughed. Did they NOT get it or were they too holy-molely? cos when TC suggested we sing the song after the cheer, the whole group went into hysterical mode. hmmmm ~~
Controversy
According to feedback, my last few posts were too controversial. Thankfully, those who read it are either not involved/targeted or they are wise and mature enough to take my comments like a pinch of salt or food for thoughts.
My dilemma is: Should I censor the entries before the narrow-minded people come along and gets offended? After all, I have tinywingz who flew all the way here to zenövia! to come visit me. Fortunately, I didn't badmouth her (she's a new friend, I have nothing to badmouth too).
Been having at least 3 chat windows opened for the past few hours. This is indeed rare, so I should blog about it (3 windows means I'm popular enough for 3 groups of people to want to include me in their chats, k?). I gossiped and bitched and ventilated for as much as I could. At the same time, I was receiving gossip like never before. gosh! I wonder if I can assimilate the news.
It seems that besides being a big 联谊 ground, E3 was also a breeding ground for scandals, gossips and politics. The latter 2 especially, not to mention about my own load of complaints and individual reviews of a selected few.
The Act Cute creature is one. I still can't stand IT (sorree fred for infringing on ur copyright, but 此 IT 非彼 IT; I dun even want to hint the gender of IT). A lot of people are falling for IT and being toyed around by IT's fingers. How can that be? Aren't uni students clever enough than to be such suckers? haiz... I dunno.
IT reminds me of another incident whereby a whole group of people were staging a drama OTOT. Here's one who's calling for willing parties to play along with his plot and there are the others who played along for their own agendas. Who is right and who is wrong? They just happened to fulfill each other's demands and thus made use of each other. Think: DD and SS theory.
Now I know why there are so many Silent Volunteers in CSL le. They just go to tutor the kids conscientiously every week, very committed, but were never involved in the central buzz of CSC, cos there are too much politics in there. And I've finally understood the roles of the Invisible Volunteers, the total opposite of SVs.
Of cos there are people who fall in between the two, like me, cos I didn't know in the past the real difference between the 2 categeories (I didn't even realize the existence of the factions until CSCDay). I just thought I wanted to volunteer and add some colour to my volunteering life by joining organizing committees.
Is it time for me to choose between the two?
After all, I was actually backstabbed and "omitted" during my days in (F)OC. I know I'm Anti-Social, but it doesn't mean that I am free for all to operate on. I was disgusted. MUST I take a stand between SV and IV? Do they mean that since I'm pro-SV, I should stay away from OCs of any sort?? I stayed aloof cos I don't know who I will "offend" and get backstabbed again.
Right now, I think I'm best at home with Ma'at. Will the freshies split into SVs and IVs? I hope we will stay this way forever, never considering our role in CSC, whether we are to join the factions of SV or IV. We enjoy crapping with each other, and crapping has got nothing to do with volunteering. Not even CSC. Of cos I hope that from crapping, a deeper, long-term r/s can develop.
To add more sauciness to this entry, allow me to sidetrack to express my shock at the revelation that Gilb is a big buaya. He created scandals with so many girls in the current batch. And according to reliable sources, the same thing happened the year before. OMG... Gilb ah Gilb, later you kena burnt then you know. Zin is very guai one, you know.
I was told (by more than a single source) that the (F)OC was split from the general council. That I didn't realize, cos for Ma'at, most of the OC members were so AS such that we prefered terrorising the freshies rather than pandering after the popular clicks in OC. hmmm... perhaps that was why we were in here? They dumped the ones who don't fit in to some other groups while the clicks collude in the same groups.
After all, I didn't do the groupings. I didn't even do anything constructive in (F)OC except to create the contact list and to collect camp fees on Day 1.
Ma'at, you should count your blessings that I was dumped into Ma'at. Some groups have councillors machiam no councillors liddat, k?
oops! Am I creating more controversy?
I think Ma'at has to thank the freshies too, cos quoting from above, some groups have freshies machiam no freshies liddat. I guess one of our strength was that our strength stayed consistently strong throughout the camp.
Ma'at ROX and E3 SUX.
ok... that's all. see, I squeezed the contents of 3 windows into an entry + my personal thoughts and bitching. For those "offended", please shoot all you like. haha... I am not a President, so you can't impeach me. Backstab/badmouth me for all you like, cos this is MY blog and I'll 唱衰 anyone I like. If I don't like what you tag, I can also remove it.
nani~nani~BOO!
According to feedback, my last few posts were too controversial. Thankfully, those who read it are either not involved/targeted or they are wise and mature enough to take my comments like a pinch of salt or food for thoughts.
My dilemma is: Should I censor the entries before the narrow-minded people come along and gets offended? After all, I have tinywingz who flew all the way here to zenövia! to come visit me. Fortunately, I didn't badmouth her (she's a new friend, I have nothing to badmouth too).
Been having at least 3 chat windows opened for the past few hours. This is indeed rare, so I should blog about it (3 windows means I'm popular enough for 3 groups of people to want to include me in their chats, k?). I gossiped and bitched and ventilated for as much as I could. At the same time, I was receiving gossip like never before. gosh! I wonder if I can assimilate the news.
It seems that besides being a big 联谊 ground, E3 was also a breeding ground for scandals, gossips and politics. The latter 2 especially, not to mention about my own load of complaints and individual reviews of a selected few.
The Act Cute creature is one. I still can't stand IT (sorree fred for infringing on ur copyright, but 此 IT 非彼 IT; I dun even want to hint the gender of IT). A lot of people are falling for IT and being toyed around by IT's fingers. How can that be? Aren't uni students clever enough than to be such suckers? haiz... I dunno.
IT reminds me of another incident whereby a whole group of people were staging a drama OTOT. Here's one who's calling for willing parties to play along with his plot and there are the others who played along for their own agendas. Who is right and who is wrong? They just happened to fulfill each other's demands and thus made use of each other. Think: DD and SS theory.
Now I know why there are so many Silent Volunteers in CSL le. They just go to tutor the kids conscientiously every week, very committed, but were never involved in the central buzz of CSC, cos there are too much politics in there. And I've finally understood the roles of the Invisible Volunteers, the total opposite of SVs.
Of cos there are people who fall in between the two, like me, cos I didn't know in the past the real difference between the 2 categeories (I didn't even realize the existence of the factions until CSCDay). I just thought I wanted to volunteer and add some colour to my volunteering life by joining organizing committees.
Is it time for me to choose between the two?
After all, I was actually backstabbed and "omitted" during my days in (F)OC. I know I'm Anti-Social, but it doesn't mean that I am free for all to operate on. I was disgusted. MUST I take a stand between SV and IV? Do they mean that since I'm pro-SV, I should stay away from OCs of any sort?? I stayed aloof cos I don't know who I will "offend" and get backstabbed again.
Right now, I think I'm best at home with Ma'at. Will the freshies split into SVs and IVs? I hope we will stay this way forever, never considering our role in CSC, whether we are to join the factions of SV or IV. We enjoy crapping with each other, and crapping has got nothing to do with volunteering. Not even CSC. Of cos I hope that from crapping, a deeper, long-term r/s can develop.
To add more sauciness to this entry, allow me to sidetrack to express my shock at the revelation that Gilb is a big buaya. He created scandals with so many girls in the current batch. And according to reliable sources, the same thing happened the year before. OMG... Gilb ah Gilb, later you kena burnt then you know. Zin is very guai one, you know.
I was told (by more than a single source) that the (F)OC was split from the general council. That I didn't realize, cos for Ma'at, most of the OC members were so AS such that we prefered terrorising the freshies rather than pandering after the popular clicks in OC. hmmm... perhaps that was why we were in here? They dumped the ones who don't fit in to some other groups while the clicks collude in the same groups.
After all, I didn't do the groupings. I didn't even do anything constructive in (F)OC except to create the contact list and to collect camp fees on Day 1.
Ma'at, you should count your blessings that I was dumped into Ma'at. Some groups have councillors machiam no councillors liddat, k?
oops! Am I creating more controversy?
I think Ma'at has to thank the freshies too, cos quoting from above, some groups have freshies machiam no freshies liddat. I guess one of our strength was that our strength stayed consistently strong throughout the camp.
Ma'at ROX and E3 SUX.
ok... that's all. see, I squeezed the contents of 3 windows into an entry + my personal thoughts and bitching. For those "offended", please shoot all you like. haha... I am not a President, so you can't impeach me. Backstab/badmouth me for all you like, cos this is MY blog and I'll 唱衰 anyone I like. If I don't like what you tag, I can also remove it.
nani~nani~BOO!
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Injection of Colour To My Life
It really takes a major event in my life for me to be able to start having the urge to blog again. Just weeks ago, I was at the point where I had nothing much to say, cos my life was getting a bit bland with a constant loop set into my life.
And it seems that interesting stuff likes to come all at once.
But I suppose the impact from E3 was rather great, having met so many interesting characters both in and out of my group. The freshies were great, and I've regained my belief that it's good to health to hang out with younger people, cos they had the ideas, zeal and drive that people like me have gradually lost.
Lameness was one. For almost 2 years, people have met with my lame comments with just a roll of their eyes and making a secret wish that I disappear from the face of the earth. I can't believe I actually met people who specialize in lame jokes in this camp. OMG...
Ma'at's freshies are impossible (it seems weird to call them freshies when I regard them as friends already. Somehow, calling them 'freshies' have a sense of condescendment, but it's an easy way to refer to them). They mass chat from 10pm to 4am, and den from 12pm to 4pm. They have an outing on Tue and Fri, going for PAH this weekend, and a chalet is in the pipeline for 4 days next week.
Goodness... I take 2 months to try to get my old friends to just meet for 2 hours!
Woke up late on Tues, guess I was still trying to recuperate from the lack of sleep last week. There weren't supposed to be anybody in the house, since my sisses and mum goes to work by 10am. But there was my mum, walking out of the bathroom, pointing to me her buah luku on her head, telling me she fell at the bus stop while chasing after the bus.
I was so terrified cos the bump was bleeding and she could actually take it so easy. She told me that the ambulance came but she didn't want to go on it cos it was too expensive. I broke into a string of vulgarities and forced her to see the doc. With her osteo, I didn't want to leave anything to chances.
Yup, jolts of life comes all at once.
So I had to rush my mum to the clinic which was about to close, arrange to meet the buyer of my DVD writer and catch up with the discussion for the Ma'at gathering in the evening. Why must they all come at once and leave my other days so boring and vacant??
Back to the after-thoughts of E3, I conclude that one type of character I don't like will be the Act-Cute types. There were some people in there who were trying so hard to please others by acting cute. And by acting cute, I wasn't refering to Rainie's type of making cute expressions. These people portray themselves as the weak, squealing hamsters to demand the attention and care from their victims.
The key word here is ACT. I can see they are acting cute when their behaviour is inconsistent. One moment they'd be weak, and another moment they'd be ranting about their colourful lifestyle, very atypical of their 'weak' nature.
I admit I do act cute once in a while, but like acting hum-sup, horny etc, it was for the entertaining of people around me. Life needs some kind of laugher medicine at times, so I provided it (though I hope the others see my point).
haiz... as usual, drifting off and realizing that this is another post that has no central theme. Just as well... Ventilation.
It really takes a major event in my life for me to be able to start having the urge to blog again. Just weeks ago, I was at the point where I had nothing much to say, cos my life was getting a bit bland with a constant loop set into my life.
And it seems that interesting stuff likes to come all at once.
But I suppose the impact from E3 was rather great, having met so many interesting characters both in and out of my group. The freshies were great, and I've regained my belief that it's good to health to hang out with younger people, cos they had the ideas, zeal and drive that people like me have gradually lost.
Lameness was one. For almost 2 years, people have met with my lame comments with just a roll of their eyes and making a secret wish that I disappear from the face of the earth. I can't believe I actually met people who specialize in lame jokes in this camp. OMG...
Ma'at's freshies are impossible (it seems weird to call them freshies when I regard them as friends already. Somehow, calling them 'freshies' have a sense of condescendment, but it's an easy way to refer to them). They mass chat from 10pm to 4am, and den from 12pm to 4pm. They have an outing on Tue and Fri, going for PAH this weekend, and a chalet is in the pipeline for 4 days next week.
Goodness... I take 2 months to try to get my old friends to just meet for 2 hours!
Woke up late on Tues, guess I was still trying to recuperate from the lack of sleep last week. There weren't supposed to be anybody in the house, since my sisses and mum goes to work by 10am. But there was my mum, walking out of the bathroom, pointing to me her buah luku on her head, telling me she fell at the bus stop while chasing after the bus.
I was so terrified cos the bump was bleeding and she could actually take it so easy. She told me that the ambulance came but she didn't want to go on it cos it was too expensive. I broke into a string of vulgarities and forced her to see the doc. With her osteo, I didn't want to leave anything to chances.
Yup, jolts of life comes all at once.
So I had to rush my mum to the clinic which was about to close, arrange to meet the buyer of my DVD writer and catch up with the discussion for the Ma'at gathering in the evening. Why must they all come at once and leave my other days so boring and vacant??
Back to the after-thoughts of E3, I conclude that one type of character I don't like will be the Act-Cute types. There were some people in there who were trying so hard to please others by acting cute. And by acting cute, I wasn't refering to Rainie's type of making cute expressions. These people portray themselves as the weak, squealing hamsters to demand the attention and care from their victims.
The key word here is ACT. I can see they are acting cute when their behaviour is inconsistent. One moment they'd be weak, and another moment they'd be ranting about their colourful lifestyle, very atypical of their 'weak' nature.
I admit I do act cute once in a while, but like acting hum-sup, horny etc, it was for the entertaining of people around me. Life needs some kind of laugher medicine at times, so I provided it (though I hope the others see my point).
haiz... as usual, drifting off and realizing that this is another post that has no central theme. Just as well... Ventilation.
Monday, June 26, 2006
My Virgin Camp Pt II
Day 3 of camp started with Mass Games. 'cos I was too darned tired with only 12 hrs of sleep for the past 3 nights, I threw tantrums and refused to wake up, with the other guys doing all their best to drag me from my table-bed. Gilbert was so darned pissed at my morning sickness that he just ran out of the room. That made me so paiseh that I sped up my prep to go off.
Mass Games sucks. 1st, we were separated from our groups. 2nd, the theme of the item wasn't apparent throughout the game. I mean, you guys wanted this to be a session where the groups earn points to gain immunity from a disease right? Why is it that the actual thing was different from the concept? I don't know. But given that the games were carried out smoothly, every other things are insignificant.
The sun wasn't good too, so I didn't get much tan even though we were out in the stadium. And then, it was the string of 'talks'. DARN! I should have gone to catch 40 winks then. It was hard to sit down there and doze off. I'm not the young kid who could sleep anywhere le.
After that, it was the OC dance practice. cos I wore the HC shorts, I attracted the attention of Sheila and Zihui (my dance partner). 1st time in OC that girls took interest in talking to me, duh! Quite a number of us were from HC, but well, I don't quite like a lot of HC people, much less those who came out in the OC. On the other hand, it was the emergence of the RV gang in my group that was more interesting.
No matter what, I am still fundamentally RV-ian. It transformed and brainwashed me to an irreversible state, so I was able to click better with other RV-ians.
There were 3 other RV-ians in my group, Vivian, the councillor who looked like Apple Hong (hey jan! u've got a competitor) and Tan Ching and Chio Bu (who looked like Chen Jian Bin), the guy freshies. It was so farnie. There were actually 4 RV-ians in a group! yar...
After dinner was SP and I was asked to stand in as an SP again. Considering the hoo-haa I created the 1st time, I was rather skeptical of me standing in. But well, they couldn't find anyone willing to do that. All of them wanted to go kajiao the freshies, duh!
My SP this time had a serious problem of shyness, which was very apparent from the minute she started speaking. All the councillors from her group were like warning me to be gentle with her, as if I would eat her! Instead, I spent quite a lot of time counselling and trying to ease her anxiety for me and the camp as a whole.
It was quite a different experience from the 1st night, where my subjects to talk about was limited cos I couldn't reveal my identity as a councillor. I didn't want to lie, so I could only conceal facts. But this time round, being open about my identity, I was able to talk as much as I wanted, which was useful when talking to someone who had so few words to say.
But I must say because of her, Shiyun and I started to talk. Frankly speaking, my 1st impression of her wasn't good, in fact it was very negative. But I felt it was better to put our differences aside to discuss about the freshie and what knowledge I gained during the SP session so that she could make use of it and help the freshie even more.
Later that night was Fright Night, but due to OC protocol, we were supposed to call it Twilight Hunt to put the freshies off their guards. It worked, except that kids nowadays are getting less intimidated by the ghostly stuff. cos we're group 6, we were the last to start off, so we had plenty of time to spend.
Plaque
I was initially allocated to a group in Batch 2, so I played games with them initially. We got so bored with the 'formatized' games that we began to go freestyle. Alex suggested zero-point, which evolved into stunt-styled jumping over a line that was at eye-level. And then it became limbo rock, where we all agreed Zhenqin was Master of Limbo Rock.
The freshie I replaced soon returned, so I went back to join the Gp5/6 batch. It was a long wait. There was some cork-up and our set-off time was delayed. So much so the guys had time to prep for their talentime dance. duh!
Finally set off, but we were half dead. I went with Ziping and some-other-ppl-i-can't-rem-cos-i-was-too-sleepy. yup, they juz hid behind the counter at the engin co-op which was so stuffy dat I cannot tahan and went to join KM's roaming party.
It was hilarious that we saw freshies machiam like seeing ghosts like dat. We dodged and ran and siam whenever we spotted freshies in the vicinity. Finally, we made it to LT7A where I conked out while waiting for Batch 3 to return..
When they finally did, it was almost 3am and I was so blur le. We walked back to TH through the route parallel to Clementi Rd, 1st time I took that road. haha... but I just told KM to trust me and make the whole gp follow me lol lucky we didn't get lost.
The next day was Sentosa day, waking up to a thunderstorm. We were so worried that it would carry on, but it didn't. Something happened on our way there. 1st, Merv told me that the bus I was in charge of will stop at the alighting bay and the whole gp of us will take the shuttle service. So I asked the bus of Gp5/6 to unload their luggage and all.
Then the bus driver told me that since I was buying the coach permit (which Merv told me to buy), the bus could go in and drop us at wherever we wanted. So we loaded again and off we went to the 'Bus Terminal'.
However, when I reached, I couldn't see Mei Toon's convoy, which left before us. In actual fact. my bus over took hers and she came late. But she told me she reached the bus terminal already (meaning her bus reached), while I thought she meant she and her bus had unloaded. And since I couldn't see her bus of people INSIDE the terminal, I thought I was at the wrong place, while Mei Toon, on the other hand, upon hearing that I didn't see her, thought that SHE went to the wrong place and so asked her bus to turn off.
Finally, after much communications, it turned out I was at the correct place and the remaining 2 buses came to join us.
We quickly unloaded to start our games under a rather cloudy weather. But the sky soon cleared and we were literally grilled under the scorching sun.
That was not the day for Group 6, cos we lost all the games we played. At a point of time, I thought our morale was rather low, until TC came up with a lame cheer and the rest of us got the hang of it to come up with more lame cheers. We took consolation in our lame cheers and decided that our group wasn't enthu about being the noisiest, siao-on winning group. Instead, our contitution was based on the word 懒, reflecting on the type of cheers we came up with that conserved our energy and voice.
In fact, we gave up cheering totally unless requested by station ICs; the councillors just stood around and stared at our freshies playing while our freshies silently played defensive cos it's more energy consuming to take the offensive.
At ine point of time, we came up with the only racist cheer in the camp. Before the camp started, the council was basically debating over the issue of racism within the camp. There was Mei Toon trying to eliminate ALL possible suggestions of racism by being against having any chinese songs at all, while I tried to fend for the chinese-speaking group who were actually discriminated, thus suffering under the false name of fighting racism.
End up we still had elements of racism. I mean, it's a fundamental part of us, yar?
Unfortunately, a lot of CSC people were not enlightened enough to understand the racism part of our cheer. I wonder if it's good or bad for them. hmmmm...
I was burnt to a crisp in Sentosa, and it was painful to wear clothes. arrggghhh!!! We finally left Sentosa to East Coast where we would spend the night there.
It was SP revelation, which was quite boring for most of the councillors cos there were too many councillors and too few freshies to kajiao. So a group of us formed the Singles Club where the lonely councillors and freshies who had their SP revealed the day before come together for a talk-cock session. We started our Brokeback/Brokeleg scandals and such. haha...
And then it was off to talentime. Frankly speaking, it was very boring. To mimic 吴宗宪's variety show meant to have the gift of speech like him. The situation was just like listening to amateurs imitating Mariah Carey. I don't know what made them want to do that (heard there was a lot of behind the scenes stories, but as usual, there were a lot of ppl involved who tried to played it down for whatever noble reason they had. Basically, they just kept it within their own click)
Ironically, it was the session that required least of the ICs' efforts that saved the day. The mass singing was high, I also dunno why. A few guys just act high and the others will follow suit. Herd instinct.
After that, we left, but a group of us stayed to buy some drinks for the group, when it rained. The guys who reached the chalet 1st were kind enough to send JC to send some umbrellas over. Junli and I shared one and we shuffled back to chalet quickly while the rest strolled back. But according to zin, it was cos of the lovey-dovey couple rx and tc who were enjoying their stroll in the rain under their little pink umbrella.
tag for Ma'at councillors
Later that night, we walked to Mac's. It drizzled along the way, but only the lover-dovey couple strolled under their pink umbrella. So funny. It was along the way that tc unleashed his lame power which i supposed he gained during his time in RV. KM was laughing so hard at the lame jokes that I was wondering whether he could survive the walk to Mac's.
We stayed at Mac's for some nuggets, fries and drinks, chilling out on lame jokes when some of us conked out. We walked back only to find the gate locked. So we split, with me and LF staying outside to wait for sunrise while the others find their way back into the chalet to 'go to toilet' which ended up being 'go to sleep'.
The last 2 hrs to sunrise was unbearable, with practically nothing to do. After a light nap, we finally saw the sunrise, which was hidden behind some clouds. Darn! LF and I returned to the chalet where we napped outside cos the floor inside was filled with corpses.
The time finally came for us to leave. We had the standard 'Closing Ceremony' where the unexpected news of Ma'at being the best group was thrown to us. I bet those siao-on groups must be amazed that such a lame and lazy group like us could break traditions and emerge first. And cos of our unique way of winning, we believed that we won't be cursed to be the 1st group to split up.
gift for best gp's 'trophy'
The thing ended with a period of awkwardness when someone suggested that those people from the previous Ethelonter groups gather for cheering. yar, it's high and fun for those involved. But for the other councillors and especially the freshies, it was an awkward half an hour of watching those people acting happy and high. ok, perhaps they ARE high, but we're just like watching a bunch of monkeys thinking they're cool and fun-loving. Trust me, the expressions the freshies were wearing on their faces were speaking of total boredom.
It was a lousy ending to such a well-run camp.
Our group ended with a few silly photo-shots and finally parted.
All in all, I can say the camp was fun and well run, except the fact that councillors colluding in clicks made the whole experience unenjoyable. There were councillors who rarely showed up with the groups, hanging out with their clicks playing bridge and doing stuff that showed their exclusivity. An orientation camp is one that tries to bring in the freshies to our community, not to put them off with those actions of exclusivity.
There were complaints that a lot of OC members wore that I'm-oh-so-important face and I agree totally. I might have committed that act sometimes, but I definitely didn't felt the need to wear a stressed-out expression to impress on people that the others are enjoying due to the stress I take. It puts people off.
I don't know if stuch bad practices were typical in previous camps or they were just appearing this time round, but I definitely hope that it ends here, cos Ethelonter is too good a camp to spoil.
Day 3 of camp started with Mass Games. 'cos I was too darned tired with only 12 hrs of sleep for the past 3 nights, I threw tantrums and refused to wake up, with the other guys doing all their best to drag me from my table-bed. Gilbert was so darned pissed at my morning sickness that he just ran out of the room. That made me so paiseh that I sped up my prep to go off.
Mass Games sucks. 1st, we were separated from our groups. 2nd, the theme of the item wasn't apparent throughout the game. I mean, you guys wanted this to be a session where the groups earn points to gain immunity from a disease right? Why is it that the actual thing was different from the concept? I don't know. But given that the games were carried out smoothly, every other things are insignificant.
The sun wasn't good too, so I didn't get much tan even though we were out in the stadium. And then, it was the string of 'talks'. DARN! I should have gone to catch 40 winks then. It was hard to sit down there and doze off. I'm not the young kid who could sleep anywhere le.
After that, it was the OC dance practice. cos I wore the HC shorts, I attracted the attention of Sheila and Zihui (my dance partner). 1st time in OC that girls took interest in talking to me, duh! Quite a number of us were from HC, but well, I don't quite like a lot of HC people, much less those who came out in the OC. On the other hand, it was the emergence of the RV gang in my group that was more interesting.
No matter what, I am still fundamentally RV-ian. It transformed and brainwashed me to an irreversible state, so I was able to click better with other RV-ians.
There were 3 other RV-ians in my group, Vivian, the councillor who looked like Apple Hong (hey jan! u've got a competitor) and Tan Ching and Chio Bu (who looked like Chen Jian Bin), the guy freshies. It was so farnie. There were actually 4 RV-ians in a group! yar...
After dinner was SP and I was asked to stand in as an SP again. Considering the hoo-haa I created the 1st time, I was rather skeptical of me standing in. But well, they couldn't find anyone willing to do that. All of them wanted to go kajiao the freshies, duh!
My SP this time had a serious problem of shyness, which was very apparent from the minute she started speaking. All the councillors from her group were like warning me to be gentle with her, as if I would eat her! Instead, I spent quite a lot of time counselling and trying to ease her anxiety for me and the camp as a whole.
It was quite a different experience from the 1st night, where my subjects to talk about was limited cos I couldn't reveal my identity as a councillor. I didn't want to lie, so I could only conceal facts. But this time round, being open about my identity, I was able to talk as much as I wanted, which was useful when talking to someone who had so few words to say.
But I must say because of her, Shiyun and I started to talk. Frankly speaking, my 1st impression of her wasn't good, in fact it was very negative. But I felt it was better to put our differences aside to discuss about the freshie and what knowledge I gained during the SP session so that she could make use of it and help the freshie even more.
Later that night was Fright Night, but due to OC protocol, we were supposed to call it Twilight Hunt to put the freshies off their guards. It worked, except that kids nowadays are getting less intimidated by the ghostly stuff. cos we're group 6, we were the last to start off, so we had plenty of time to spend.
Plaque
I was initially allocated to a group in Batch 2, so I played games with them initially. We got so bored with the 'formatized' games that we began to go freestyle. Alex suggested zero-point, which evolved into stunt-styled jumping over a line that was at eye-level. And then it became limbo rock, where we all agreed Zhenqin was Master of Limbo Rock.
The freshie I replaced soon returned, so I went back to join the Gp5/6 batch. It was a long wait. There was some cork-up and our set-off time was delayed. So much so the guys had time to prep for their talentime dance. duh!
Finally set off, but we were half dead. I went with Ziping and some-other-ppl-i-can't-rem-cos-i-was-too-sleepy. yup, they juz hid behind the counter at the engin co-op which was so stuffy dat I cannot tahan and went to join KM's roaming party.
It was hilarious that we saw freshies machiam like seeing ghosts like dat. We dodged and ran and siam whenever we spotted freshies in the vicinity. Finally, we made it to LT7A where I conked out while waiting for Batch 3 to return..
When they finally did, it was almost 3am and I was so blur le. We walked back to TH through the route parallel to Clementi Rd, 1st time I took that road. haha... but I just told KM to trust me and make the whole gp follow me lol lucky we didn't get lost.
The next day was Sentosa day, waking up to a thunderstorm. We were so worried that it would carry on, but it didn't. Something happened on our way there. 1st, Merv told me that the bus I was in charge of will stop at the alighting bay and the whole gp of us will take the shuttle service. So I asked the bus of Gp5/6 to unload their luggage and all.
Then the bus driver told me that since I was buying the coach permit (which Merv told me to buy), the bus could go in and drop us at wherever we wanted. So we loaded again and off we went to the 'Bus Terminal'.
However, when I reached, I couldn't see Mei Toon's convoy, which left before us. In actual fact. my bus over took hers and she came late. But she told me she reached the bus terminal already (meaning her bus reached), while I thought she meant she and her bus had unloaded. And since I couldn't see her bus of people INSIDE the terminal, I thought I was at the wrong place, while Mei Toon, on the other hand, upon hearing that I didn't see her, thought that SHE went to the wrong place and so asked her bus to turn off.
Finally, after much communications, it turned out I was at the correct place and the remaining 2 buses came to join us.
We quickly unloaded to start our games under a rather cloudy weather. But the sky soon cleared and we were literally grilled under the scorching sun.
That was not the day for Group 6, cos we lost all the games we played. At a point of time, I thought our morale was rather low, until TC came up with a lame cheer and the rest of us got the hang of it to come up with more lame cheers. We took consolation in our lame cheers and decided that our group wasn't enthu about being the noisiest, siao-on winning group. Instead, our contitution was based on the word 懒, reflecting on the type of cheers we came up with that conserved our energy and voice.
In fact, we gave up cheering totally unless requested by station ICs; the councillors just stood around and stared at our freshies playing while our freshies silently played defensive cos it's more energy consuming to take the offensive.
At ine point of time, we came up with the only racist cheer in the camp. Before the camp started, the council was basically debating over the issue of racism within the camp. There was Mei Toon trying to eliminate ALL possible suggestions of racism by being against having any chinese songs at all, while I tried to fend for the chinese-speaking group who were actually discriminated, thus suffering under the false name of fighting racism.
End up we still had elements of racism. I mean, it's a fundamental part of us, yar?
Unfortunately, a lot of CSC people were not enlightened enough to understand the racism part of our cheer. I wonder if it's good or bad for them. hmmmm...
I was burnt to a crisp in Sentosa, and it was painful to wear clothes. arrggghhh!!! We finally left Sentosa to East Coast where we would spend the night there.
It was SP revelation, which was quite boring for most of the councillors cos there were too many councillors and too few freshies to kajiao. So a group of us formed the Singles Club where the lonely councillors and freshies who had their SP revealed the day before come together for a talk-cock session. We started our Brokeback/Brokeleg scandals and such. haha...
And then it was off to talentime. Frankly speaking, it was very boring. To mimic 吴宗宪's variety show meant to have the gift of speech like him. The situation was just like listening to amateurs imitating Mariah Carey. I don't know what made them want to do that (heard there was a lot of behind the scenes stories, but as usual, there were a lot of ppl involved who tried to played it down for whatever noble reason they had. Basically, they just kept it within their own click)
Ironically, it was the session that required least of the ICs' efforts that saved the day. The mass singing was high, I also dunno why. A few guys just act high and the others will follow suit. Herd instinct.
After that, we left, but a group of us stayed to buy some drinks for the group, when it rained. The guys who reached the chalet 1st were kind enough to send JC to send some umbrellas over. Junli and I shared one and we shuffled back to chalet quickly while the rest strolled back. But according to zin, it was cos of the lovey-dovey couple rx and tc who were enjoying their stroll in the rain under their little pink umbrella.
tag for Ma'at councillors
Later that night, we walked to Mac's. It drizzled along the way, but only the lover-dovey couple strolled under their pink umbrella. So funny. It was along the way that tc unleashed his lame power which i supposed he gained during his time in RV. KM was laughing so hard at the lame jokes that I was wondering whether he could survive the walk to Mac's.
We stayed at Mac's for some nuggets, fries and drinks, chilling out on lame jokes when some of us conked out. We walked back only to find the gate locked. So we split, with me and LF staying outside to wait for sunrise while the others find their way back into the chalet to 'go to toilet' which ended up being 'go to sleep'.
The last 2 hrs to sunrise was unbearable, with practically nothing to do. After a light nap, we finally saw the sunrise, which was hidden behind some clouds. Darn! LF and I returned to the chalet where we napped outside cos the floor inside was filled with corpses.
The time finally came for us to leave. We had the standard 'Closing Ceremony' where the unexpected news of Ma'at being the best group was thrown to us. I bet those siao-on groups must be amazed that such a lame and lazy group like us could break traditions and emerge first. And cos of our unique way of winning, we believed that we won't be cursed to be the 1st group to split up.
gift for best gp's 'trophy'
The thing ended with a period of awkwardness when someone suggested that those people from the previous Ethelonter groups gather for cheering. yar, it's high and fun for those involved. But for the other councillors and especially the freshies, it was an awkward half an hour of watching those people acting happy and high. ok, perhaps they ARE high, but we're just like watching a bunch of monkeys thinking they're cool and fun-loving. Trust me, the expressions the freshies were wearing on their faces were speaking of total boredom.
It was a lousy ending to such a well-run camp.
Our group ended with a few silly photo-shots and finally parted.
All in all, I can say the camp was fun and well run, except the fact that councillors colluding in clicks made the whole experience unenjoyable. There were councillors who rarely showed up with the groups, hanging out with their clicks playing bridge and doing stuff that showed their exclusivity. An orientation camp is one that tries to bring in the freshies to our community, not to put them off with those actions of exclusivity.
There were complaints that a lot of OC members wore that I'm-oh-so-important face and I agree totally. I might have committed that act sometimes, but I definitely didn't felt the need to wear a stressed-out expression to impress on people that the others are enjoying due to the stress I take. It puts people off.
I don't know if stuch bad practices were typical in previous camps or they were just appearing this time round, but I definitely hope that it ends here, cos Ethelonter is too good a camp to spoil.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
My Virgin Camp Pt I
Just came back from camp yesterday afternoon. And it was a blur after that, 'cos I was too sleepy. Glad to have went for the camp cos it provided an alternative experience from what I have had for the past few years. Well, this is an entry about the exciting things that I went through in the past 6 days, but I shall 1st say something important.
My group, Ma'at (meaning: Justice) was the best group of the camp! It was really so... unexpected, that our group didn't cheer the moment we heard we won. I mean, we have acknowledged the fact that we were the slackest, lamest group ever appeared in orientation camps. Come on! We were so lazy, we had the shortest cheer (Ma'at!) and the softest cheer (excluding the Silent Cheer) just to conserve our energy.
Day 0 was pre-camp. We went back to do last minute prep, tho as an admin guy, I had nothing to do except to help out here and there. The clubroom was full of high people whom I couldn't really connect to. I mean, what's so high about the day?? hmmmm...
I met Mervyn on the way to school and helped him carry a box of mysterious, heavy objects. Then it was the clubroom. Then it was off to Temasek Hall. The group of us who stayed behind to load the log stuff actually missed the TH stop and 将错就错, went to biz canteen to 打包 lunch. Then, we still missed the TH bus stop and had to walk back from Eusoff. darn! I was sweating like dunno wat then.
Hung around and then went to forum co-op with Calvin and Jason to buy stuff. It was the 1st time I ever saw 'Jason' and I found him familiar. Perhaps he was from my army camp bah. And then we went to Clementi cos we couldn't buy what we wanted.
We came back and I went to Cluedo's briefing, which basically didn't involve me, or Lingfong forgot abt me. After which, I went with LF to the SDE workshop to do the identifiers for the group. After which, we had Cluedo Final Act Rehearsal. It was the 1st time we showed to the other councillors and the 1st time I thought I looked like 大长今...
Identifier (front)
1st night was over with me sleeping a little over 5 hours. wanted to go eat supper with my group, but OC activated us for meeting and spoilt the mood. Was black face all the way...
And then, it was the day: the start of the camp itself. The freshies came in by batches, while I was in charge of handling their In-processing, the one collecting the money. The admission process took quite some time to finish that I missed the intro session to our group, but I managed to join the Ice Breaker in the dining hall.
Identifier (back)
I thought I was too anxious, 'cos our group seemed to be too cold. Was so afraid it will continue that way so I was acting On all the while. And then it was Internal Hunt in the afternoon. I was quite depressed over it, cos I was the station IC at the Science canteen, which meant that I couldn't join the group. But just as well, since my stations are mostly in the 1st 2 days, I get to join them throughout the camp after that.
It was rather farnie. Both Crystal and I were too tired that we slept after a popiah, a walk round the Science Co-op and settled down. After 1 hr, I asked Crystal where our task list for the freshies were and we had a shock when she couldn't find it. Turned out she found the papers alright and we welcomed the 1st group, which was MY group. Overall, my group faired the best, though we gave out the same amount of bookmarks, cos either one group was too cold or another had Superstars.
Mysterious Journey was next and I was able to run with them. Started off with starching them, but got too bored with it. I must say my group quite 神, cos we breezed through all the stations, such that we had to sit around or play stupid, extra games with the station ICs.
And at night, we had group outing at Fong Seng. It was fun, 1st time walking through the drain path behind the halls. It was weird eating at such a long table, cos we could only interact with the few people near each other.
The next day was External Hunt and I was supposed to reach LB at 8.30pm as station IC. So I took the liberty of going away early to send breakfast to someone. And I ended up reaching LB late, which made Shuhui, my co-IC all flustered.
After the 1st gp came, sh and I went to update the conact list with Mdm Lau, and found out that yc's uncle was in hospital. So we went to AH to find him. We had to search for a while, cos he was not in the ward we were told he was in and we found him in an ICU-like ward. We were so worried. Frankly speaking, I nearly broke into tears when he finally spoke to us, cos I was so worried initially when he only gestured to us without uttering a word. It turned out that sh and I were talking too softly that he couldn't hear us...
Then we shopped at Ikea for sh to buy her SP present. And then, it was waiting for the remaining 2 groups to come, to Uncle Lee's house and Uncle Yeo's. We went back to school with the last group, group 4.
After dinner, it was SP for the 2nd night. However, 'cos of me being in Cluedo, I can't go and substitute as I did on the 1st night and so they had to find a 2nd sub for the female freshie. It was bad, cos she felt like she was cheated.
Then it was the Cluedo night that made me lose all my image. cos after that, the gal-freshies looked at me with funny expressions. haiz... I was ok with the 1st group, then I heck care. I didn't really follow the script and I went freestyle. Laughed when I wanted to. ha...
Tag for Cluedo
After OC debrief that night, I walked back from AS 7 only to find out that the other guy councillors in my group are still in AS7 prep for talentime. Since I had groin abrasion, I decided against walking back there to get the key and went instead to the guy freshies' meeting in their room. Had a short but enjoyable chat with them. Didn't know they were so close already.
haiz... It's so late and I can't continue anymore. Shall blog about the 1nd half of Ethelonter III some other day...
Just came back from camp yesterday afternoon. And it was a blur after that, 'cos I was too sleepy. Glad to have went for the camp cos it provided an alternative experience from what I have had for the past few years. Well, this is an entry about the exciting things that I went through in the past 6 days, but I shall 1st say something important.
My group, Ma'at (meaning: Justice) was the best group of the camp! It was really so... unexpected, that our group didn't cheer the moment we heard we won. I mean, we have acknowledged the fact that we were the slackest, lamest group ever appeared in orientation camps. Come on! We were so lazy, we had the shortest cheer (Ma'at!) and the softest cheer (excluding the Silent Cheer) just to conserve our energy.
Day 0 was pre-camp. We went back to do last minute prep, tho as an admin guy, I had nothing to do except to help out here and there. The clubroom was full of high people whom I couldn't really connect to. I mean, what's so high about the day?? hmmmm...
I met Mervyn on the way to school and helped him carry a box of mysterious, heavy objects. Then it was the clubroom. Then it was off to Temasek Hall. The group of us who stayed behind to load the log stuff actually missed the TH stop and 将错就错, went to biz canteen to 打包 lunch. Then, we still missed the TH bus stop and had to walk back from Eusoff. darn! I was sweating like dunno wat then.
Hung around and then went to forum co-op with Calvin and Jason to buy stuff. It was the 1st time I ever saw 'Jason' and I found him familiar. Perhaps he was from my army camp bah. And then we went to Clementi cos we couldn't buy what we wanted.
We came back and I went to Cluedo's briefing, which basically didn't involve me, or Lingfong forgot abt me. After which, I went with LF to the SDE workshop to do the identifiers for the group. After which, we had Cluedo Final Act Rehearsal. It was the 1st time we showed to the other councillors and the 1st time I thought I looked like 大长今...
Identifier (front)
1st night was over with me sleeping a little over 5 hours. wanted to go eat supper with my group, but OC activated us for meeting and spoilt the mood. Was black face all the way...
And then, it was the day: the start of the camp itself. The freshies came in by batches, while I was in charge of handling their In-processing, the one collecting the money. The admission process took quite some time to finish that I missed the intro session to our group, but I managed to join the Ice Breaker in the dining hall.
Identifier (back)
I thought I was too anxious, 'cos our group seemed to be too cold. Was so afraid it will continue that way so I was acting On all the while. And then it was Internal Hunt in the afternoon. I was quite depressed over it, cos I was the station IC at the Science canteen, which meant that I couldn't join the group. But just as well, since my stations are mostly in the 1st 2 days, I get to join them throughout the camp after that.
It was rather farnie. Both Crystal and I were too tired that we slept after a popiah, a walk round the Science Co-op and settled down. After 1 hr, I asked Crystal where our task list for the freshies were and we had a shock when she couldn't find it. Turned out she found the papers alright and we welcomed the 1st group, which was MY group. Overall, my group faired the best, though we gave out the same amount of bookmarks, cos either one group was too cold or another had Superstars.
Mysterious Journey was next and I was able to run with them. Started off with starching them, but got too bored with it. I must say my group quite 神, cos we breezed through all the stations, such that we had to sit around or play stupid, extra games with the station ICs.
And at night, we had group outing at Fong Seng. It was fun, 1st time walking through the drain path behind the halls. It was weird eating at such a long table, cos we could only interact with the few people near each other.
The next day was External Hunt and I was supposed to reach LB at 8.30pm as station IC. So I took the liberty of going away early to send breakfast to someone. And I ended up reaching LB late, which made Shuhui, my co-IC all flustered.
After the 1st gp came, sh and I went to update the conact list with Mdm Lau, and found out that yc's uncle was in hospital. So we went to AH to find him. We had to search for a while, cos he was not in the ward we were told he was in and we found him in an ICU-like ward. We were so worried. Frankly speaking, I nearly broke into tears when he finally spoke to us, cos I was so worried initially when he only gestured to us without uttering a word. It turned out that sh and I were talking too softly that he couldn't hear us...
Then we shopped at Ikea for sh to buy her SP present. And then, it was waiting for the remaining 2 groups to come, to Uncle Lee's house and Uncle Yeo's. We went back to school with the last group, group 4.
After dinner, it was SP for the 2nd night. However, 'cos of me being in Cluedo, I can't go and substitute as I did on the 1st night and so they had to find a 2nd sub for the female freshie. It was bad, cos she felt like she was cheated.
Then it was the Cluedo night that made me lose all my image. cos after that, the gal-freshies looked at me with funny expressions. haiz... I was ok with the 1st group, then I heck care. I didn't really follow the script and I went freestyle. Laughed when I wanted to. ha...
Tag for Cluedo
After OC debrief that night, I walked back from AS 7 only to find out that the other guy councillors in my group are still in AS7 prep for talentime. Since I had groin abrasion, I decided against walking back there to get the key and went instead to the guy freshies' meeting in their room. Had a short but enjoyable chat with them. Didn't know they were so close already.
haiz... It's so late and I can't continue anymore. Shall blog about the 1nd half of Ethelonter III some other day...
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Leaving (Again) Tmr
It's pre-camp tmr (I always thought the word 'pre-camp' sounds so hum-sup) and I gotta reach school at 10am. Pray I can get up at 7 lor.
Frankly speaking, haven't been quite active in the prep even though I'm in OC. I've only been to 3 meetings cos the meetings were always on mon evenings where I've got my cannot-even-skip french lecture. Just when I was gaining momentum for the trials, in comes ICT and I didn't manage to get myself go for trials that were not my station after that.
But tmr, I'll get to get myself involved in a lot of ways. No excuses for not appearing le. I'm rather nervous, cos it's about meeting new people. It has been some time since I've met new people, so I hope I don't freak out, I don't fall sick, I don't get injured, I don't make people angry with my shoot-it mouth, I don't get angrified by senseless people with shoot-it mouths, etc etc.
Hope...
It's pre-camp tmr (I always thought the word 'pre-camp' sounds so hum-sup) and I gotta reach school at 10am. Pray I can get up at 7 lor.
Frankly speaking, haven't been quite active in the prep even though I'm in OC. I've only been to 3 meetings cos the meetings were always on mon evenings where I've got my cannot-even-skip french lecture. Just when I was gaining momentum for the trials, in comes ICT and I didn't manage to get myself go for trials that were not my station after that.
But tmr, I'll get to get myself involved in a lot of ways. No excuses for not appearing le. I'm rather nervous, cos it's about meeting new people. It has been some time since I've met new people, so I hope I don't freak out, I don't fall sick, I don't get injured, I don't make people angry with my shoot-it mouth, I don't get angrified by senseless people with shoot-it mouths, etc etc.
Hope...
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Wit's End
I don't know what to say except perhaps that I'm broke. Spending money like water this hols. Mark you, I'm not like some whiners who over-exaggerate stuff, eg. whining they are broke when they still have $1000 in the bank account and they're whining just because it has been a year since his bank account went below the $1500 mark.
Nope, I'm talking about dirt broke. My bank account is nowhere near $100.
I can only wait until CSC camp is over befor I start looking for temps.
Jobs, HERE I COME!!!!!
I don't know what to say except perhaps that I'm broke. Spending money like water this hols. Mark you, I'm not like some whiners who over-exaggerate stuff, eg. whining they are broke when they still have $1000 in the bank account and they're whining just because it has been a year since his bank account went below the $1500 mark.
Nope, I'm talking about dirt broke. My bank account is nowhere near $100.
I can only wait until CSC camp is over befor I start looking for temps.
Jobs, HERE I COME!!!!!
Friday, June 16, 2006
Losing Voice?
Been using too much of my voice. Wed's 5hr KTV session, Thurs' buffet lunch chat with Bryan and a chillout session with Jan over a cuppa.
Wed sing sing sing.
Thurs talk talk talk.
I never know I can talk that much.
I bitched about stuff that didn't suit my taste and style of working. I shared about the good moments of memories. I planned some activities in the short term.
National politics, inter-personal politics, organizational politics.
Frankly speaking, after spouting all my dissatisfaction, I feel better and my negative feelings towards certain people decreased. After elaborating my happy events, I have better plans and confidence for the future.
Talking: it's good for the soul but bad for the throat.
Then after talking, having some time to myself, I began to evaluate the stuff that I hear. YES! I listen to what people told me. Even though I may not give instant/knowledgeable replies, I do try to make head or tail out of them when I have the luxury of time and peace.
Shall elaborate on those thoughts some time later. Perhaps in a secret post, where only people who have been to will find it. People who don't find it can also request my password/directions after which I'll decide whether to let you in on the secret.
Secrets. shhh!!! That's where losing the voice comes in: being unable to leak what I listen and evaluated.
Been using too much of my voice. Wed's 5hr KTV session, Thurs' buffet lunch chat with Bryan and a chillout session with Jan over a cuppa.
Wed sing sing sing.
Thurs talk talk talk.
I never know I can talk that much.
I bitched about stuff that didn't suit my taste and style of working. I shared about the good moments of memories. I planned some activities in the short term.
National politics, inter-personal politics, organizational politics.
Frankly speaking, after spouting all my dissatisfaction, I feel better and my negative feelings towards certain people decreased. After elaborating my happy events, I have better plans and confidence for the future.
Talking: it's good for the soul but bad for the throat.
Then after talking, having some time to myself, I began to evaluate the stuff that I hear. YES! I listen to what people told me. Even though I may not give instant/knowledgeable replies, I do try to make head or tail out of them when I have the luxury of time and peace.
Shall elaborate on those thoughts some time later. Perhaps in a secret post, where only people who have been to will find it. People who don't find it can also request my password/directions after which I'll decide whether to let you in on the secret.
Secrets. shhh!!! That's where losing the voice comes in: being unable to leak what I listen and evaluated.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Serotonin Rush
Serotonin is a form of hormone that suppresses the depressive side of the mind, meaning it can be found in anti-depressants. It can also be found in chocolate or secreted by the brain when spending enjoyable time with someone.
Its effects, other than controlling depression, include a heightened sense of surroundings and increased metabolism.
gosh! Is this why I'm still awake at this hour??
Serotonin is a form of hormone that suppresses the depressive side of the mind, meaning it can be found in anti-depressants. It can also be found in chocolate or secreted by the brain when spending enjoyable time with someone.
Its effects, other than controlling depression, include a heightened sense of surroundings and increased metabolism.
gosh! Is this why I'm still awake at this hour??
Monday, June 12, 2006
Album of the Month
As mentioned in the post below, something made me rather optimistic. And after the nice chat, it made me reconsider visiting stuff that made me happy in the past. After all, it isn't easy to find new sources of happiness continuously and the past is usually an easy source for one.
And just then, my playlist came to this song by sammi: 《懒理》. Not only is the song telling us to take it easy, sammi is also one of my greatest source of solace in the past.
listen to sammi
《懒理》 comes from the album "listen to sammi", chinese called 《听闻。。。郑秀文》, and it's the 3rd album I liked, after "becoming sammi" and "ladies first".
No. 1 becoming sammi
No. 2 Ladies First
At first sight, the album's name may not seem relevant to the above-mentioned song, but it runs more deeply. 1st, a look at the lyrics (for the cheena-phobes, it's actually cantonese for most of the time and frankly speaking, I don't understand some of the phrases too)
《懒理》
甲： 听讲他相当QK 听讲他什么都睇不起
乙： 听讲他假装谦卑 听讲他嚣张得识飞
丙： 听讲他不好心地 听讲他将跟班玩死
丁： 听讲他花心兼不羁 听讲他好鬼憎上机
还听讲他跟我一起 闲话越闹越理越烦腻
谁知他不生半点气 还笑说每日有新趣味
喜欢他 就是喜欢他 遇末日亦未觉乏味
喜欢他 喜欢他 这么抵死
花心思 花得起 光怪陆离
喜欢他 就是喜欢他 像在玩又像有预备
他一起 他一起 跟他一起
日后若 若日后
天塌下来亦无用防备
这世界我一于懒理 有情人处理
我有我千娇百媚 hey hey hey
懒理你再颠三倒四（香三臭四）
和情人要去嬉戏
今天不想再生气 甜蜜地但愿每夜回味
才不想今天再生气 人已太快乐 懒得理~
In short, it's advicing people not to be too bothered with what other people says. More importantly, this is a song to take a dig at reporters. When she sang 懒理你再香三臭四, she was refering to the reporters who called her 臭四 when she when she didn't respond to their questions probing her private life.
《听闻。。。郑秀文》 became another form of sarcasm from sammi and "listen to sammi" reminds people to listen to her, rather than to the reporters.
Another thing I liked about the song was the part at the chorus. The 2nd line ends with "hey hey hey" and the 4th line also goes "hey hey hey", except that the "hey hey hey" was replaced by logically sound words, that when sung in cantonese, sounds like "hey hey hey".
That reminds me of Eason's "Shall We Talk" where he goes:
陪我讲 陪我亲身证实眼泪谁滴得多
where the idea of tears dropping was animated by the fact that the last three words sound (and was thus sung) as "dik duck dor", ie the sound of dripping water. Add on to Eason's way of singing, it felt like a storm of tears rather than just plain crying.
The magic of cantonese songs was that not only are the lyrics more conversational (unlike chinese where lyrics sound nice usually when they are poetic) and thus conveys more ideas and the sound of cantonese expands the possibility of conveying ideas in unconventional ways.
And I like the album cover too. Unlike her chinese albums, she likes to 'play with her image' in her cantonese albums. Though the image in this album isn't extraordinarily stunning or weird, it plays on my affinity for things that are cold. And the background used was the famous logo of Paramount Picture's mountain peak. Something that hints that this is a movie where sammi tells her own story.
Even her complementary karaoke VCD goes along the same line of coolness. And that cover picture is my all-time favourite. I don't know why, but it rings with me.
listen to sammi VCD
So today, it's sammi's "listen to sammi" in 1999 that's in the limelight.
As mentioned in the post below, something made me rather optimistic. And after the nice chat, it made me reconsider visiting stuff that made me happy in the past. After all, it isn't easy to find new sources of happiness continuously and the past is usually an easy source for one.
And just then, my playlist came to this song by sammi: 《懒理》. Not only is the song telling us to take it easy, sammi is also one of my greatest source of solace in the past.
listen to sammi
《懒理》 comes from the album "listen to sammi", chinese called 《听闻。。。郑秀文》, and it's the 3rd album I liked, after "becoming sammi" and "ladies first".
No. 1 becoming sammi
No. 2 Ladies First
At first sight, the album's name may not seem relevant to the above-mentioned song, but it runs more deeply. 1st, a look at the lyrics (for the cheena-phobes, it's actually cantonese for most of the time and frankly speaking, I don't understand some of the phrases too)
《懒理》
甲： 听讲他相当QK 听讲他什么都睇不起
乙： 听讲他假装谦卑 听讲他嚣张得识飞
丙： 听讲他不好心地 听讲他将跟班玩死
丁： 听讲他花心兼不羁 听讲他好鬼憎上机
还听讲他跟我一起 闲话越闹越理越烦腻
谁知他不生半点气 还笑说每日有新趣味
喜欢他 就是喜欢他 遇末日亦未觉乏味
喜欢他 喜欢他 这么抵死
花心思 花得起 光怪陆离
喜欢他 就是喜欢他 像在玩又像有预备
他一起 他一起 跟他一起
日后若 若日后
天塌下来亦无用防备
这世界我一于懒理 有情人处理
我有我千娇百媚 hey hey hey
懒理你再颠三倒四（香三臭四）
和情人要去嬉戏
今天不想再生气 甜蜜地但愿每夜回味
才不想今天再生气 人已太快乐 懒得理~
In short, it's advicing people not to be too bothered with what other people says. More importantly, this is a song to take a dig at reporters. When she sang 懒理你再香三臭四, she was refering to the reporters who called her 臭四 when she when she didn't respond to their questions probing her private life.
《听闻。。。郑秀文》 became another form of sarcasm from sammi and "listen to sammi" reminds people to listen to her, rather than to the reporters.
Another thing I liked about the song was the part at the chorus. The 2nd line ends with "hey hey hey" and the 4th line also goes "hey hey hey", except that the "hey hey hey" was replaced by logically sound words, that when sung in cantonese, sounds like "hey hey hey".
That reminds me of Eason's "Shall We Talk" where he goes:
陪我讲 陪我亲身证实眼泪谁滴得多
where the idea of tears dropping was animated by the fact that the last three words sound (and was thus sung) as "dik duck dor", ie the sound of dripping water. Add on to Eason's way of singing, it felt like a storm of tears rather than just plain crying.
The magic of cantonese songs was that not only are the lyrics more conversational (unlike chinese where lyrics sound nice usually when they are poetic) and thus conveys more ideas and the sound of cantonese expands the possibility of conveying ideas in unconventional ways.
And I like the album cover too. Unlike her chinese albums, she likes to 'play with her image' in her cantonese albums. Though the image in this album isn't extraordinarily stunning or weird, it plays on my affinity for things that are cold. And the background used was the famous logo of Paramount Picture's mountain peak. Something that hints that this is a movie where sammi tells her own story.
Even her complementary karaoke VCD goes along the same line of coolness. And that cover picture is my all-time favourite. I don't know why, but it rings with me.
listen to sammi VCD
So today, it's sammi's "listen to sammi" in 1999 that's in the limelight.
Reversion of Bad Mood
I was about to rant about all the bad stuff that happened for the past few days (and my unexplained bout of PMS). But now, I feel rather good.
I was about to rant about all the bad stuff that happened for the past few days (and my unexplained bout of PMS). But now, I feel rather good.
Friday, June 09, 2006
How To Clean The Inside Of A Bottle
Learnt something new today, which was the titled stuff. I was shaking my bottle filled with soap water and digging as far in as I could with my finger to wipe the inside of my water bottle when my mum told me to add a few pieces of toilet paper before shaking the bottle.
So I did, with about 50ml of water and a few blocks of toilet paper, I started 'cleaning' my bottle apprehensively. To my surprise, the method worked and when my bottle used to look dull from whatever grime that was sticking to its inner walls, it now looks bright and clear.
But the process was a bit gooey though. The paper will 'disintegrate' into a mush such that it will take a few washings before the bits of paper gets washed off totally. In fact, when I 1st poured the combination into the toilet bowl, it was as though I was emptying a flask of congee. hmmm...
Little things of life. To think that initially, I was planning to invent some brush of sort to clean bottles. I never knew toilet paper has uses other than cleaning the arse ;P
Learnt something new today, which was the titled stuff. I was shaking my bottle filled with soap water and digging as far in as I could with my finger to wipe the inside of my water bottle when my mum told me to add a few pieces of toilet paper before shaking the bottle.
So I did, with about 50ml of water and a few blocks of toilet paper, I started 'cleaning' my bottle apprehensively. To my surprise, the method worked and when my bottle used to look dull from whatever grime that was sticking to its inner walls, it now looks bright and clear.
But the process was a bit gooey though. The paper will 'disintegrate' into a mush such that it will take a few washings before the bits of paper gets washed off totally. In fact, when I 1st poured the combination into the toilet bowl, it was as though I was emptying a flask of congee. hmmm...
Little things of life. To think that initially, I was planning to invent some brush of sort to clean bottles. I never knew toilet paper has uses other than cleaning the arse ;P
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
My Blogging Paradox
I like to blog, toshow off share my life with other people, people whom I never knew, friends who cannot be always by my side. Unfortunately, my life is drab, resulting in a very boring blog. At times, especially recently, I have difficulty in blogging, not when my life goes on incessantly in loops and there is a limit to the number of movies and albums I can review on.
On the other hand, I won't want a working life like sofia, who has to deal with deaths every now and then. Even as she blogged about an incident without going into much details, I felt the impact of facing death already. I'm still not ready to face another one, even unrelated ones.
Which was why I swear never to join HCA. I will be too devastated. And hopefully, my elderly dun suddenly say sayonara. AND thankfully, the chances of the kids of CSL waving goodbye to Life is ultra low.
Have you ever realized that recently I have rarely complained about certain aspects of life I used to rant a lot? Like family, friends and PRCs? I realize that after ventilating about my dissatisfaction with them, I can continue to live and work with them. Yes, there are hiccups every now and then, but I don't give much damn except to grumble and then move on.
Family, I have to live with them. Friends, I cannot do without them. PRCs, they have infiltrated Singapore like cockroaches in every nooks and niches of the earth(ok, MOST of earth).
aw...! I have nothing to celebrate in life; now I have nothing to COMPLAIN about in life.
What next?
I realize trying to live (almost) everyday doing something interesting is not working too. So what if I go Sentosa three times in a month? I grow bored about blogging about Siloso beach after more than 2 times. So what if I go learn rollerblading? I will gradually find that each session is a slow progression with nothing much different to blog about unless it's a matter of a few sessions each time I blog about it.
Perhaps, perhaps, I have grown tired of blogging itself? After all, it has been quite some time I've been doing this.
I don't know.
Should I find out or should I let it be?
pic at east coast
pic at east coast 2
I like to blog, to
On the other hand, I won't want a working life like sofia, who has to deal with deaths every now and then. Even as she blogged about an incident without going into much details, I felt the impact of facing death already. I'm still not ready to face another one, even unrelated ones.
Which was why I swear never to join HCA. I will be too devastated. And hopefully, my elderly dun suddenly say sayonara. AND thankfully, the chances of the kids of CSL waving goodbye to Life is ultra low.
Have you ever realized that recently I have rarely complained about certain aspects of life I used to rant a lot? Like family, friends and PRCs? I realize that after ventilating about my dissatisfaction with them, I can continue to live and work with them. Yes, there are hiccups every now and then, but I don't give much damn except to grumble and then move on.
Family, I have to live with them. Friends, I cannot do without them. PRCs, they have infiltrated Singapore like cockroaches in every nooks and niches of the earth(ok, MOST of earth).
aw...! I have nothing to celebrate in life; now I have nothing to COMPLAIN about in life.
What next?
I realize trying to live (almost) everyday doing something interesting is not working too. So what if I go Sentosa three times in a month? I grow bored about blogging about Siloso beach after more than 2 times. So what if I go learn rollerblading? I will gradually find that each session is a slow progression with nothing much different to blog about unless it's a matter of a few sessions each time I blog about it.
Perhaps, perhaps, I have grown tired of blogging itself? After all, it has been quite some time I've been doing this.
I don't know.
Should I find out or should I let it be?
pic at east coast
pic at east coast 2
Monday, June 05, 2006
Positive Thinking
Yesterday, during the outing with the HJC gang, I begged XL to help train me for interviews, which I really suck at. And then, this morning, in 桃色蛋白质, the theme was on interviews for the dummies.
I must admit that I suck at interviews (and talking the 'politically correct' way) that what I got from the show were stuff that I didn't know in the past. ok, perhaps I had heard from seminars and workshops that I should do XXX or YYY, but they never taught us the exact words and such, only telling us to use our imagination. Basically, they didn't teach me anything.
For example, "Why did you quit your last job?". We were told "focus on the plus side of the company you are working on and what you hope to benefit from it which you can't get from the old company".
To me, that was 说了等于没说.
But on the show, the guy replied something like: I wish to upgrade myself and expand my potential with the company.
OR, the part about negotiating the salary: what if the salary offered was somewhat lower than your expectation? How should we react when we would like to have more of that?
The official answer given was: "I really hope to join your company and I believe I will be able to gain quite a lot from you. At the same time, I would also like to know whether I will get a pay raise when I perform better than expectations".
Of course, I will have to collate and remember the various standard answers myself. If not, I will definitely continue to die in interviews and never land myself in a decent job.
So, I was also thinking of other answers I could give. But for one, my working experience is limited. What's more, my army profile isn't exactly as powerful as my peers. I will definitely lose out in terms of that.
What's a storeman to brag about when my friends are mostly specs and officers?
yup, perhaps my greatest failure in life will be to be a storeman+armskoteman.
But hey! I excelled as a service personnel ok? I was involved in commercial stocktaking when I was a storeman and internal stocktake when I was an armskoteman and in both cases, I got A. Is that ok? It shows how good my management skills are and how good my interpersonal skills (like real) are at getting people to lend me stuff that I lack in.
Frankly speaking, I used to think that getting an A was not really something to brag about. Perhaps A is a common grade, something that the majority of the stores in Singapore army camps get. It's getting lower than A that will be worth contemplating.
But considering the various stores that I have been: brunei and ITI, I must say my store shines. My store is CLEAN, ORDERLY and my stores are in great condition. How else did I get the A then?
Never mind that my signal store was orderly in the 1st place. Nevermind that I had the help of my CSM and colleague. In an interview, it's a one-man-show.
The power of positive thinking...
Yesterday, during the outing with the HJC gang, I begged XL to help train me for interviews, which I really suck at. And then, this morning, in 桃色蛋白质, the theme was on interviews for the dummies.
I must admit that I suck at interviews (and talking the 'politically correct' way) that what I got from the show were stuff that I didn't know in the past. ok, perhaps I had heard from seminars and workshops that I should do XXX or YYY, but they never taught us the exact words and such, only telling us to use our imagination. Basically, they didn't teach me anything.
For example, "Why did you quit your last job?". We were told "focus on the plus side of the company you are working on and what you hope to benefit from it which you can't get from the old company".
To me, that was 说了等于没说.
But on the show, the guy replied something like: I wish to upgrade myself and expand my potential with the company.
OR, the part about negotiating the salary: what if the salary offered was somewhat lower than your expectation? How should we react when we would like to have more of that?
The official answer given was: "I really hope to join your company and I believe I will be able to gain quite a lot from you. At the same time, I would also like to know whether I will get a pay raise when I perform better than expectations".
Of course, I will have to collate and remember the various standard answers myself. If not, I will definitely continue to die in interviews and never land myself in a decent job.
So, I was also thinking of other answers I could give. But for one, my working experience is limited. What's more, my army profile isn't exactly as powerful as my peers. I will definitely lose out in terms of that.
What's a storeman to brag about when my friends are mostly specs and officers?
yup, perhaps my greatest failure in life will be to be a storeman+armskoteman.
But hey! I excelled as a service personnel ok? I was involved in commercial stocktaking when I was a storeman and internal stocktake when I was an armskoteman and in both cases, I got A. Is that ok? It shows how good my management skills are and how good my interpersonal skills (like real) are at getting people to lend me stuff that I lack in.
Frankly speaking, I used to think that getting an A was not really something to brag about. Perhaps A is a common grade, something that the majority of the stores in Singapore army camps get. It's getting lower than A that will be worth contemplating.
But considering the various stores that I have been: brunei and ITI, I must say my store shines. My store is CLEAN, ORDERLY and my stores are in great condition. How else did I get the A then?
Never mind that my signal store was orderly in the 1st place. Nevermind that I had the help of my CSM and colleague. In an interview, it's a one-man-show.
The power of positive thinking...
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Return To Civilization
Punggol is bright, airy, clean and modernistic. It takes 5 days away from dear home to a highly polluted industrial town to realize it. The cab ride into Punggol was like Alice Into Wonderland.
I spent 5 days in Tuas, back in my old camp at 65 SIB, back as armskoteman when I was active. I was really all prepared for chiong sua (psychologically, though not skill-wise), and was beginning to feel the Wheel Of Bad Luck turning, especially when I started the ICT with the me as one of the few guys who were not back in their original company.
But of course, my host company didn't want an extra like me and so the transfer back home grounds was smooth, though I spent the rest of the day before the nominal roll was finalized worrying.
The '2 years block leave' left me rusty from the armskot work, though I quickly picked them up. I doubt I will keep the refreshed skills for another year.
I'm not as cooped up as when I was active, partly because I was staying in the 84mm (a type of weapon, here refering to the guys who operate it) bunk. The 1st day was rather relaxed for the whole battalion, so I spent it joining passively in small talks. Not quite 'accepted', but not excluded also.
At times during the night, I also watched the guys played cards, the way I do in the clubroom. I guess it's my way of staying relevant while not too indifferent.
The auntie at Cobra canteen remembered me, though not my name. But it was just heartwarming. I mean, when I was back in 65, it took her nearly half a year to start calling me 'Ah Ye' like my colleagues, and I felt I was too low-profile then to be noticed, much less be known by name.
I guess she knew my presence all the while, except that I didn't make my presence felt as strongly as the others and of course, announcing my name to her.
Considering that back to Tg Gul is like going back down memory lane (though the camp underwent quite a bit of change of admin systems), the fact that someone who remained unchanged there remembers me by face was really nice.
The guys went out field on the 3rd day, leaving me, Sean and the other attend Bs in camp. About 10 of us. Tg Gul was hot and boring, so boring that we spent the time sleeping in the afternoon and then Sean and I went jogging at night because we couldn't sleep.
Yup, went jogging twice in ICT, once during the IPPT (which I failed, i jog doesn't mean I jog fast...) and the other that night. It was fun, because it was actually the first time I jogged at night in Tg Gul around the camp, around remote parts of the camp that I even rarely visit in the day when I was there.
I thought the day the guys return from the camp would be busy, but I was wrong, because I was stuck in the office doing COS (Company Oppressed Slave) duty. Spent a chilly night in the air-con office, which was made worse by a sudden rain in the middle of the night.
Out-pro-day was the busiest, having to count and hand over the armskote (and for the company, every thing else that we loaned from ITI). It was so busy that I couldn't be bothered to reply sms or to have time to pack up till the very last hours. And not to mention that I was still standing in for COS because none were scheduled on the last day. So I had to skip breakfast and lunch because of COS (everyone was in out-pro mood, so no one bothered to stand in for me even for a short while) and help in the armskote inspection after lunch, when my csm finally arrowed someone to stand in for me (meaning I still hold the keys).
Do I take in gratitude that he had so much trust in me to insist I be the COS for 2 consecutive days (despite asking someone to stand in for me but NOT hold the keys) or grumble about being arrowed to do a job no one wanted to do?
I feel more of the latter. But well, it was over.
So there was a screw-up in the armskote and my cmpany was the last to out-pro. Nevermind. But it was nearing knock-off time and we couldn't get a cab even by calling. So we Punggolites shared a cab with a Yishun dweller at the last minute. If not, I doubt we'd be home before dinner.
And so here I am, after a night of blissful sleep and a morning of lazing around, blogging about my misdaventure for the week. Nothing fascinating, nothing deep. Just a simple recount. C'est tout.
Punggol is bright, airy, clean and modernistic. It takes 5 days away from dear home to a highly polluted industrial town to realize it. The cab ride into Punggol was like Alice Into Wonderland.
I spent 5 days in Tuas, back in my old camp at 65 SIB, back as armskoteman when I was active. I was really all prepared for chiong sua (psychologically, though not skill-wise), and was beginning to feel the Wheel Of Bad Luck turning, especially when I started the ICT with the me as one of the few guys who were not back in their original company.
But of course, my host company didn't want an extra like me and so the transfer back home grounds was smooth, though I spent the rest of the day before the nominal roll was finalized worrying.
The '2 years block leave' left me rusty from the armskot work, though I quickly picked them up. I doubt I will keep the refreshed skills for another year.
I'm not as cooped up as when I was active, partly because I was staying in the 84mm (a type of weapon, here refering to the guys who operate it) bunk. The 1st day was rather relaxed for the whole battalion, so I spent it joining passively in small talks. Not quite 'accepted', but not excluded also.
At times during the night, I also watched the guys played cards, the way I do in the clubroom. I guess it's my way of staying relevant while not too indifferent.
The auntie at Cobra canteen remembered me, though not my name. But it was just heartwarming. I mean, when I was back in 65, it took her nearly half a year to start calling me 'Ah Ye' like my colleagues, and I felt I was too low-profile then to be noticed, much less be known by name.
I guess she knew my presence all the while, except that I didn't make my presence felt as strongly as the others and of course, announcing my name to her.
Considering that back to Tg Gul is like going back down memory lane (though the camp underwent quite a bit of change of admin systems), the fact that someone who remained unchanged there remembers me by face was really nice.
The guys went out field on the 3rd day, leaving me, Sean and the other attend Bs in camp. About 10 of us. Tg Gul was hot and boring, so boring that we spent the time sleeping in the afternoon and then Sean and I went jogging at night because we couldn't sleep.
Yup, went jogging twice in ICT, once during the IPPT (which I failed, i jog doesn't mean I jog fast...) and the other that night. It was fun, because it was actually the first time I jogged at night in Tg Gul around the camp, around remote parts of the camp that I even rarely visit in the day when I was there.
I thought the day the guys return from the camp would be busy, but I was wrong, because I was stuck in the office doing COS (Company Oppressed Slave) duty. Spent a chilly night in the air-con office, which was made worse by a sudden rain in the middle of the night.
Out-pro-day was the busiest, having to count and hand over the armskote (and for the company, every thing else that we loaned from ITI). It was so busy that I couldn't be bothered to reply sms or to have time to pack up till the very last hours. And not to mention that I was still standing in for COS because none were scheduled on the last day. So I had to skip breakfast and lunch because of COS (everyone was in out-pro mood, so no one bothered to stand in for me even for a short while) and help in the armskote inspection after lunch, when my csm finally arrowed someone to stand in for me (meaning I still hold the keys).
Do I take in gratitude that he had so much trust in me to insist I be the COS for 2 consecutive days (despite asking someone to stand in for me but NOT hold the keys) or grumble about being arrowed to do a job no one wanted to do?
I feel more of the latter. But well, it was over.
So there was a screw-up in the armskote and my cmpany was the last to out-pro. Nevermind. But it was nearing knock-off time and we couldn't get a cab even by calling. So we Punggolites shared a cab with a Yishun dweller at the last minute. If not, I doubt we'd be home before dinner.
And so here I am, after a night of blissful sleep and a morning of lazing around, blogging about my misdaventure for the week. Nothing fascinating, nothing deep. Just a simple recount. C'est tout.
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