A levels

Feeling like this cat. 4 and something weeks left? Looks like I'll just have to redefine time to get through this one.

argh.

why do you keep tormenting me. argh.

Redefining "no-life"

Due to a lack of activities available yesterday, a night was spent trying to squeeze as much amusement as possible out of whatever we could do. This is a story about that night.

First up was starving on a long bus ride to Ang Mo Kio which was agonising. Strolling around AMK Hub trying to find a place to eat wasn't very fun either. Needless to say, AMK Hub is ridiculously crowded and thus we ended up having to wander around finding foodcourts elsewhere.

And then there was this huge dragon dance thing which I haven't seen for ages so it was kinda cool. After some overrated fish soup noodles, went to the arcade to play a couple rounds of Daytone MAXXX edition, which features the ultra cool TURBO and MAXXXX buttons to remove all elements of skill and fairness from the game.

After emerging from the sleazy joint, we enjoyed glimpses of fireworks (yes real fireworks, don't know why) exploding beautifully behind a HDB block. Looked for about 5 seconds, then decided to try and catch a $5 movie at Eng Wah. After debating on what movie out of the 5 shows available to watch, we decided on one with a more mature theme. Put the money on the counter, asked how much it was. Turns out there's no $5 movies. Took our money and left. Little Kenneth had to leave early because of his curfew.

Went to Yishun, and wowee it was certainly our lucky day. Malaysian Getai King Wei Han Wen was playing a gig there for Lunar Fest 07. His signature "tremolo bar" vocals aka "dou ying" really blew the crowd away. Totally awesomeee.

The King condescends to engage in conversation with the out of job actor emcee

Couldn't shove my way to the moshpit up front. INTENSE.

Belting out heartbreaking renditions of 70s Malaysian classics

After failing to find some decent cheap flicks to rent, we went to Yuki-san's house. Played around with the exciting games on facebook and explored the wonderful world of online browser-based gaming whilst guzzling down bottles of yakult. Left at around 2am.

Yep, that's about it. I haven't felt this unproductive for some time.

Making Amends #1

This one goes out to a certain David from Rosyth 6-06. Although this incident may barely register a bleep in the recesses of his mind, I still remember the incident like it was yesterday and there are nights I still toss and turn in bed thinking about it.

I was at the peak of my (short-lived) career as a magician, proudly displaying my skills to anybody who would be so bold as to surrender a coin to me and to watch it disappear before their very eyes, only to gasp in amazement as I brought it back again. David was one of them. Little did I know the trouble which would ensue.

So I was doing the usual routine and after my performance, placed the coin back on the table to thunderous applause. As I said, nothing out of the ordinary, just the usual routine. Moments later, he came up to me, demanding his coin back. I looked at the table and the coin was no longer there. The phrase that came up next I have never forgotten. "I saw you POCKET the coin!"

I checked my pockets, the breast pocket first as that was where I usually kept my loose change. I even dipped my hand, with difficulty, into my back pocket, which I rarely used. Nope, no coin. A heated argument ensued. I tried everything to prove my innocence, pulled in witnesses, emptied my belongings, calling him a dirty liar, but he still insisted that I had POCKETED the coin.

I was confused and puzzled, since I had no idea what had happened to the coin and how could he have seen me POCKET the coin, when I myself did not. (really, I didn't) What's more, I was now condemned as a thief for the first time in my life. Seeking justice, I decided to bring the matter up to a higher authority: Mr. Siva Kumar Menon, Form Teacher. I pleaded innocence while David consistently claimed that I POCKETED the coin.

Good old Siva told us to stop bickering and go back to our seats. That was it. No jury, no witnesses, no crime scene examinations. Not even a lie test. I was never proved innocent, David never got his coin back, the thief probably still at large this very day.

And so David, although you may never read this, I sincerely apologise for the trouble I caused and understand the distress you must have been going through over your loss. Believe me, If I had one opportunity to go back in time, I would use it to deliver the coin safely into your hands after performing my feat. Till today, I still claim innocence and I hope that perhaps one day, you will accept my word as truth and forgive me.

The object that started it all.

Celebrating the joys of life

Prelims end TOMORROW!!!! HOORAY!!!! I SMELL PARTTTAAYYYYYYY!!!

SUM AWESOME PIX 4 CELEBRATION:

Still wishing I was more serious?

Proving Stuff:

If the black void
was filled with the same
solemn stars.

Or the tree which fell
in the forest
always made a sound.

And age, old age,
the lone companian
to four-eyed maths whizzes on
their rocking chairs.

For silent are heroes' sighs
to the applauding audience,
as they ride
into a sequel-less sunset.

Oh how empty
the life of one who has
nothing

left to prove.

-me

After months of contemplation I have decided to start studying.

Zoso

Smell some Led Zep coming up.

Thanks

You don't really notice it at first, you think it's okay for them to forget to say it once in a while. Then you start appreciating how nice it is of them, because they don't say it much anymore. It comes less and less and you really light up when they express even a hint of it, because it's better than nothing. But not for long though, because soon they stop saying it at all. But the demands never change and you're just left feeling used.

But the Worse part is, you realise you're just like them.

Remember to say your thanks, kids.

Kwik Kwotes

The force feed of macroeconomic contradictions and circular logics has left me drained.

So here's some Keynesian Kwik Kuotes:

"Education: the inculcation of the incomprehensible into the indifferent by the incompetent."

"The long run is a misleading guide to current affairs. In the long run we are all dead."

Ironic but sadly, they are irrelevant to my short run situation.

Blast from le past

Over here.

I'm glad I quit wow. Things could be alot worse.