Hey guys! Which do you think is worst? Having a 101.12°F fever and unable to sleep, having to put up with the discomfort of the accursed illness. Or, unable to get your daily meal of MacDonald's which includes MegaMac with Seaweed Shaker fries.

Oh, the torture of famine. I am hungry and I don't want to settle with bread and cheese. I want my upsized Mega burger with Mayonnaise and tomato ketchup for my fries. Lets not forget my refreshing ice lemon tea as well. Ooooooooo... its either I am going to collapse from this excruciating mental torture, or my body is going to get inflamed beyond recognition from foolhardily dialing McDelivery despite my fiery condition.

It didn't help that I forgot to restock my trusted Paracetomol, thinking that my body should have gotten immune to the fever virus after having been afflicted by it for like a thousand times. Apparently, the human body is not as strong as I think it to be. What weak creatures we are! Take away our computers and see how we will degenerate! At least I know I will end up stuffed in the corner of a room, cringing and contorting my body parts like a twisted barb wire, tearing and shivering endlessly from the absence of my panacea, the Internet.

They say sleep is like a temporal death, a momentary state of paradise for the living ones where they experience the tranquility of life, unaffected by mortal desires (unless you get nightmares. Though wet dreams are an added bonus). Unfortunately, I am undeserving of this sanctuary because I CANNOT SLEEP! Could this be one of the many trials and tribulations I have to go through? Being put to the test of the raging inferno within my body, being judged for everything I have done up till now. But... I am a free-thinker. So who could be judging me? Might it be you, the great you-know-who sama? I know it was my bad for drooling over your plushie every night while sleeping but your yellow body is simply too cute for me to resist. Please have mercy!!!

I have been training so hard for Cheer. It would really suck if I am unable to perform on the actual day. I WANT MY 5 MINUTES OF FAME! PLEASE LET ME RECOVER IN DUE TIME!

您老不洗袜的照桃！

To be in love is merely to be in a state of perpetual anesthesia. So becoming a vegetable is the shortest way to attaining everlasting love.

Happy Christmas to all!

Will it blend?

Wheeeeeee! This new burst of strength!

I feel like I can take on the entire world! There is no way you can defeat it, therefore, it is best for you to simply accept the CJ Administration.

Oh Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine
You blow mind my mind. Hey Mickey!

He, he, they, he, she and he came over for a firepot dinner this evening. I am so glad I finally get to show off my sparkling clean room which I won't hesitate to praise myself for the effort I put in to clean it up. My former roomie was so amazed that he could actually enter his former abode without slippers, or any other footwear on. I haven't seen her for very long and she has become more womanlike since then. Taller too. And still wearing her classic Mona Lisa smile.

During dinner, we talked about the prospects of being a social escort. More specifically, young guys being social escort for wealthy tai-tais who have grown sick of their balding (up and down) man at home. These wealthy homemakers will shower her young escort with gifts such as iPods(!), MacBooks(!!!), PS3(*!), handphones(!!!!!) and the likes. In return, all the young escorts need to do is to accompany them and make them feel like a woman all over again.

It is a very good deed on the escort's side because everybody deserves a second chance and they(the escorts) are making this second chance possible for the tai-tais. Furthermore, we all know that no family is perfect, all the more so with rich families where the members are constantly plotting each other's death in order to obtain the largest share of the family wealth. These tai-tais, being victims of such internal strife, may be suffering from grievances but are unable to pour them out to anybody because everyone at home is plotting her death. Therefore, the escort might become a confidante to the tai-tais in whom she can share her grief with. Another good deed done, if you ask me.

After all, these tai-tais are loaded with money but cannot find kinship at home and they are simply trying to obtain some kinship with their earthly wealth. Therefore, I don't see why young people like me shouldn't step out and give them the warmth they need. And then there is the sex part --- this is where I will draw the line. NO sex with rich old tai-tais. Period. I don't think I need to explain further.

iPod. Yes.
Macbook. Yes.
PS3. Yes.
Handphones. Yes.
Sex. Only with your pretty daughter.

So, if any of you lonely tai-tais out there needs to feel some warmth, feel free to contact me through my tagboard. This is my picture. Yes, I am a super-hot boy model from Japan. (Ignore the female model)








Want this?








Then you gotta play this.



They are giving out a Platinum card to whoever manages to capture every single Pokemon in the Pokemon Universe. Hell yeah.

Happy Bdae in advance to you too, Sky Captain of the World Tomorrow.

钱是人人的最爱。 没有钱生活是卡那赛！

I wasted too much time on my last paper. I don't know why but I can't help but feel that way.

This is my cheat sheet which I rushed through the night.



the front...



and the back...

8 chapters of Discovery knowledge squeezed into two pages of a single sheet of A4 sized paper. Now that I look at it, I wonder how the heck did it took me 6 hours, half a can of 旺仔 Mini-Buns, one bottle of water, a pack of Oreo and multiple handstands to complete it. Looks like something which you can finish in like half an hour right?

Try it for yourself and see.

I am going to stash this Discoverer's Sheet away in case I lose it. I might just go on a killing spree if this damn thing goes missing before my exam later. Seriously.

HAHAHAHAHA. This is one of the funniest videos I saw in awhile. And I wonder why SAF didn't do something like this. Oh wait. We have those pesky little citizens with nothing better to do after emptying their bowels camping online, waiting to snipe anyone who did nothing wrong. Anyway, which NS person will pay homage to their unit?




If you ain't got what it takes, you can eat RANGER SHIT!

Its 3.30am and I am still awake. My Computing paper is at 9am later on. Hmm.
Will I make it for the paper? Or will I oversleep and miss it, failing it immediately?
I wonder...

Heck. Exams aside. I just watched Silent Hill for the second time and I realized most part of it is based on Silent Hill 1, which I am playing on my PSP (and had just completed). I love the game. The psychological fear it evokes coupled with the awsome soundtracks (courtesy of Akira Yamaoka) makes it a perfect survival-horror game. I liked Resident Evil too but Silent Hill is simply mind-fucking and I find that to be most thrilling. I've always liked mind games... but I guess I am too stupid to conjure a decent one.

Silent Hill. I wonder if a place like this really exists. If it does, Japan will be a good place for it to be in with all its occultish background and creepy, faraway villages in the mountain where the villagers conduct fiendish rituals. Wait a sec. That would be the territory of Fatal Frame!

"Remember this map. The memory could save your life."

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If I am going to fail, I want to fail with a BANG!

Checklist for Computing exam tomorrow:

Pens - CHECKED

Calculator - CHECKED

Firecrackers - CHECKED

Durian Shells - CHECKED

轰轰烈烈的失败一次吧!

There are some places in everyone's heart that will bring back that lovely sense of nostalgia. I felt it just now when I was studying, a total irrelevance; my revision has got nothing to do with those places and memories. But somehow, it just came into me.

Reminiscing about those good old days brings back a sensation which I can't put in words. It just feels pleasant and... stupid at the same time.

History can never be re-written. At least not before I invent the time machine. Even so, it just won't be the same again.

Obsessed with achieving absolute power.

I left the exam hall grinning to myself today, not because I am going to get an A. I am intrigued by my brain's ability to come up with seemingly logical extrapolations for questions which I am unsure of within the last 10 minutes of my paper. The human mind. Such an interesting entity.

Oh and it sucks to get a mental block during examinations!

OH MY GOD!!!!! WHY MUST IT BE HIM!!!! WHY DID HE GET TO PLAY SUCH A ABSOL-EFFING-FANTASTIC GAME!

WHY WHY WHY!

I ALSO WANT TO PLAY!

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I WAN I WAN I WAN!




Ahem. Oh my gosh. I am still mesmerized by the game show. Who can we depend on in Singapore to create a fabulous game show like this? I guess only I can do it! What Huan Le Dian Feng? Bleh. CMI lah!!!

Meet the REAL PIKACHU!
It almost sounded digital! But judging from the pitch of her voice, I think she is the real deal.

Shes gonna be my new idol!!!



And since we are talking about Pikachu, I am sure you guys want to have your own Pikachu right? Well NOW YOU CAN!!! Just click on the link below.
I already got mine :D

PIKACHU

FIVE MOST COMMON FACEBOOK FAILS

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Thanks to Facebook, mobile devices and impaired judgment, we're only a few seconds (and clicks) away from staining our entire extended social network! That's piece of mind in your pocket. To make sure you never appear on Facebook Fails, follow our how-not-to guide of the five most common Facebook faux pas.

1. Married Schmoopy Fail

Why whisper sweet nothings when you can shout hot garbage? Why practice safe sexts when you can PDA with your PDA? Excessive spousal schmoopiness is easily the most frequently occurring fail (at least in my circle), and the primary reason Facebook should create a "dislike" button. There's even a specialty site for repeat offenders called STFU, Marrieds.

2. Mom Invasion Fail

She's reading, she's typing, she's commenting and liking :). She's poring over details, discovering secrets and crushing your game. And wherever Mom goes, Big Daddy is right behind.

3. Relationship Fail

It's not officially awkward until it's on Facebook.

4. Grammer Fail (sp?)

No spell check or auto-correct functions can stand between the fast-typing, carefree status updaters and the passive-aggressive grammar cops who love them.

5. Darwin Fail

Special thanks to the folks who enrich our lives by failing to grasp the basic concepts of food safety, unknowingly exploring the subtle joys of double irony, etc.

I totally deserve a PhD. right now! Who could have created two theories within the span of 3 hours. Only YOURS TRULY can.

Jin's Anti-Stress Theory:

My good friend, Voluptious Boobies, was asking me if there was any method to help him relief exam stress. So I came up with this brilliant solution for him based on the very fundamentals of material science!

Stress = Force applied/Area exposed

In this case, force applied is a constant because all the exams and tests and tutorials and what-nots are fixed. They are already pre-determined and there is nothing you can do to change them. What you can change is the area exposed, that is how much you are exposed to the force.

By revising more and doing more past year exam papers, you are exposing yourself more to the subject. You will then become more familiar with them and once you are familiar with them, you will be able to tackle all those pesky exam questions.

As with all other fractions, you increase the denominator in order to get a smaller value. So, if you want to reduce exam stress, simply practice more questions and revise more. Ha. Who would have thought that the basics of material science could help us in reducing our exam stress? Well, I did.

Everyone is Full of Shit Theory:

Now this has got to be the simplest theory in the entire history of mankind. No shit. In fact, I think it is because of its simplicity that many great scientists and philosophers missed it in the past, until now.

Most, if not all, humans shit everyday until their death. So if an average human being lives for 70 years, he would have 70 years worth of shit stored within him. In other words, everyone of us is full of shit! There you have it. The simplest theory of all time.

So next time, when people says you are full of shit, don't believe them. Because everyone is full of it!

What the heck is wrong with their intellect? And this actually took place in ION ORCHARD? SHINGZ!

Reach the restaurant to find out that it is closed.
Open the fridge only to see that you ran out of milk.
Ignite your engine and suddenly remember that you forgot to refuel.
Hit the 'on' button on your laptop only to discover that you forgot to turn on the power switch.
Speak to a stranger and find out that he was once your bestie in primary school.
Open your mouth but couldn't find the right words to speak.
Called a locksmith and realized that that your keys were in your breast pocket all the time.
Cross the road and get knocked down by a car.
Went to Africa for the first time and discover that you have agrizoophobia.

There are so many uncertainties in life. When something good comes along, treasure it! Otherwise, you can simply pass them to me =D

It takes time for a person to overcome the psychological trauma. But once you can narrate the entire experience, you know you have already recovered.

It has been a long way.

I want to live life the way I want it. Do things which I want to do and escape from all so called social norms and cultural etiquette.

Why must an unshaven, burly man with messy long hair be assumed to be someone who is lazy and alcoholic? Tucking in shirts and pulling their paints to the waist level is a characteristic of nerds and retards. Having a good physique and good looks means you are someone who is charming and every lady's man. Being born with birth defects is equivalent to being a burden to society.

Since when did all this stereotypes embed themselves in almost every person's brain? Are we looking (and believing) too much on the surface? How many of us are pursuing an education because we believe it is beneficial for us? Stop and think for a moment. OR is it really because we want to fit into the equation of "academic qualifications = capable people" as dictated by modern society?

When one person takes the courage to dream big, someone will shoot him down as being over-ambitious and unrealistic. Are you criticizing the dreamer because he is really being unrealistic, or is it because you are jealous that he beat you to dreaming big and you do not want to appear to be insignificant? Lord Kelvin, the famous scientist who left his name on our temperature scale today once proclaimed that heavier-than-air flying machines are impossible. Today, we have thousands of tonnes of steel flying hundreds of humans across entire oceans. Charles H Duell, US Commissioner of Patents said in 1899: "Everything that can be invented has already been invented." That poor man surely never thought he would be able to enjoy porn in the privacy of his own room one day.

I can't stand people when they tell me that I must behave in a certain manner or dress in a certain manner because of the existence of someone else, be it in school or at work. Fuck that. With only one shot at it, I will not live my life, any part of it, in servitude to any other person, unless I choose to. Of course, that is only in my mind. In reality, sadly, I still conform myself to such social norms. I am still not courageous enough to break away from this rat race.

I was talking to a friend earlier and she mentioned that she lives life realistically. No offense and it is perfectly alright, but I feel that it is rather unexciting to give yourself only realistic goals in life. Be more confident of your capabilities and sometimes, do try to aim higher than you normally would. If you achieved it, then good for you. Otherwise, it is a good try and you can always do it again. Spare yourselves the criticism from those pesky little cynics. It is your birth right to dream big. Where they hit you down and laugh at you baby, is where you ought to rise again.

Some might say precisely because we live only once, we have to be wary and make choices carefully in order to make the best out of our life. Is it really an achievement to live a life free of failures and downfalls? Who says we cannot live a fruitful life with pitfalls in it? I guess following the social factory process (study hard, get a good job, start a family, live happily ever after) is really exciting for some people (no offense, its your life and its just my opinion).

Life. Infinite choices. Did you choose the right one? Actually, that is an erroneous question. Nobody can say someone else's decision is wrong for it is that person's will to choose what he wants best for himself.

The correct question is "Life. Infinite choices. Did you regret any?"

I am now majoring in Hall Life Studies and minoring in Aerospace Engineering. Can't wait to get my degree after 4 years.

Human beings can be pretty strange at times. They know that some things are bad for them but yet they keep having the urge to do it. Take shopping for example. You know you already have a similar item at home and you DO NOT need the new item. Somehow, you just pick the item up and before you know it, you are on your way home with something which you don't really need together with an unnecessary hole in your wallet.

Is this what they call the Shopaholic syndrome? If it is, someone please light a path for me.

だれかがわたしのあなたのなりますか。

My head was itchy so I scratched it and halfway thru, this little fellow fell out of my hair. It has got to be the Big Bully Shampoo which I am using. The natural ingredients in it must have attracted the bug. Jackie Chan wasn't lying after all =D

This is erm... most... interesting advertisement. I am getting a Nissan GTR.
The Japs are damn kinky with their creativity. I am... erm... distracted. Hmm.. hmm.. hm. Mm.

And if you can't, don't worry because you are in the "Ordinary" spectrum of our social hierarchy, which most people are in. This assortment of alphanumericals is Google's method of recruiting 'beautiful minds' from the esteemed Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

Google Is Searching For Beautiful Minds, But So Far No M.I.T. Students Have Broken Its Code.
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It used to be that M.I.T was filled with code-breakers. Part of the movie A Beautiful Mind takes place there and in real life it’s always had close ties with the military and intelligence agencies. Tech companies also like to recruit there, and Google is no exception.

In search of some beautiful minds, Google has been putting up signs around the M.I.T campus with a code that say, “If you can figure this out, you may have a future with Google.” If they crack the code, which is a fairly simple substitution cipher (or not), it reveals a phone number where they can leave their contact information.

So far, no M.I.T. students have been able to crack the code, or at least they haven’t bothered to leave a voicemail. Maybe they need some help. The first person to crack the code gets a TechCrunch T-shirt, or maybe a job at Google if you call the number and leave your name.

We have a winner: Actually two, it was a team effort. Scott Kyle did the set-up and Hakan came up with the final answer: 617-639-0570. The number is a substitution cipher that you get by writing out 0-9 then A-Z, then using the keyword “JOBS” to shift the letters.

Interestingly, there is also a second solution (617-274-8660), which leads to another non-Google recruiting number. That one might just be a red herring, or a way to weed out the semi-smart folks who couldn’t come up with the harder solution.

That is really an interesting method of recruitment. A code which reveals more information for you to contact your future employer once you decipher it. We don't get that in Singapore. Maybe Hardwarezone can organize something like this here. Or Sgforums. Or Mocca.

Man I already feel like switching course to Computer Engineering. My new goal: becoming a cryptographer for the National Security Agency. Viva la AMERICA!

STOMP

One word. Pathetic.

This is one of the nights where I really need to sleep but can't. It feels so sickening. I've got a 8.30am lecture tomorrow and I need to mug for my CAs Thursday. My head is throbbing. I need sleep. But I can't have it.

I am physically exhausted from my canoe polo training earlier on. My body is tired. But my mind seems to be wide awake. I should probably clonk myself with my aluminium MacBook Pro or something. I wonder if I will be energetic enough to mug tomorrow. My mind is in a blank state, no thoughts, nothing and yet, I can't get to sleep. How ironic.

Perhaps this is stage 1 of fatal familial insomnia.

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Cosmos, the goddess of harmony. Chaos, the god of discord.

Reigning from distant realms, the two gods had gathered warriors from all lands to lead them in savage war.

Cosmos and Chaos were of equal strength. It was believed the conflict would last forever.

But, the balance was broken. Those who answered Chaos's call created an inexhaustible force.

And under vicious attack without relent, the warriors fighting for Cosmos started to fall one by one.

The conflict that has continued for eons is now about to end in Chaos's favor.

The world has been torn asunder, sinking into a vortex of disorder.

As for the few surviving warriors...

I plunged into the abyss and rose back to the surface. The view from on top was pure exhilaration. This will not be the end.

I am rejuvenated.

I just watched The Ugly Truth together with Sher and gang. The show was fabulous, nothing like the typical romance movie that I thought it to be. Instead, it talks about the not-so-pretty truth of a relationship, which I believe some parts to be true. Men are visual creatures by nature and if women wants to attract her crush, then she needs to buy bras which says "Hello and come put me in your mouth". To quote from the movie "Do you really think guys mean it when they say they love your personality and character? What they really mean is I love your tits and your butt." Let us not deny this. We are all attracted to pretty stuff.

I highly recommend this movie to all guys and girls. It gives you a clearer insight to how men behaves and how women should go about in attracting the man of her dreams.

After the movie, Sher asked me if I was afraid of seeking a second relationship. After all, I had put in so much effort in my first and it still ended up in the drain. My answer to her was nope. Sure, I might feel apprehensive about meeting another person but it won't stop me from getting into a new relationship. I don't see the point of burning down the whole forest because of a single tree (I used to think so in the past but soon realized my folly). What has passed will remain history forever. One cannot keep living in the past and wishing that things didn't happen the way they happened. Maybe things were meant to happen that way to prepare you for the future.

So if anyone of you out there has just broke up, don't feel too bad. I know the first few moment of impact might be hard to bear. Don't try to bottle everything up yourself. Find someone to talk to and vent your anguish. Once you feel better, move on. It is obvious that your ex is not worth your time. You should hold your head up high and proudly shout "NEXT BETTER PLAYER PLEASE!"

So people. I am single and available. Any takers? Just leave a message on my tagboard and I will get in touch with you as soon as possible.

HAHAHAHAHAHA. This is so funny.

It is always interesting to see somebody try something which you really want to see but won't do it because of various reasons. Shooting an iPhone with a pistol. Who would have thought of that? This guy really has some serious issues with Apple. And he is good with a gun. Anyway, we can see from this video that the Apple iPhone has the potential to block at least one bullet for you. For the remaining ones you better learn to duck. Maybe Apple needs to create a Bulletproof app to protect its customers. Oh and a Fireproof app too. I am sure those will be most helpful.

After all, there is an App for Everything isn't it?

University life turns out to be more hectic than I expected.

I find myself sleeping at around 1am - 2am everyday in hall and waking up at 8am - 10am for lessons the next day. I cannot explain this phenomenon. Its like some mysterious force distorted my timespace continuity and fast forwarded me to the end of everyday without me knowing it. I know I have free time but I can't seem to utilize them because they seem to be expended instantaneously in the blink of an eye. It's like playing emulated Pokemon games on your PC where you simply fast forward the game to skip all the boring scenes to get to the ending fast. Now I know how Ash felt when I fast-forwarded him last time to get my Mewtwo ASAP.

Either that, or I am having some time management crisis. I should go for a few rounds of Time Crisis to set things in order. LOL.

Though hectic, I still find uni life exciting and full of surprises. For example, eye candies have been coming my way and unlike in the past, I actually had some form of social interaction with them this time round. But sometimes, I really wish they were not my eye candies. But I guess some things can't be rushed. At least now I know NTU has its fair share of attractive people too.

Some ADM student should know that better than I do.

Few tips which every guy should know when they are around girls:

- Do not ask questions which will put her in an awkward position.

E.g.

Man: Hey Jane! We met during FOC. What's up!
Jane: Oh hey hello! Everything's cool!
Man: You don't remember my name do you?
Jane: ...

FAIL!

- Don't act indifferent. Offer to help when opportunity arises.

E.g.

Jane: Shucks, I am 50 cents short.
Man: Don't worry, I got it.
Jane: Is it ok? Thanks!

- Try to remember her name. If you can't, do not let her know you forgot it. Whatever it is, try to recall it ASAP.

- Find the right time to talk. Don't yap away mindlessly.

- Give her due attention when talking to her.

I need to know when to strike! Give me a sign when the iron is hot! If the iron is even going to be ready at all.

Instant noodles (abalone flavor) and coconut don't usually go together but I am having them for supper now. Who cares what goes with what as long as if fills the stomach? If you are not happy, you can go try foie gras with Iron Guanyin tea.

I have been pretty busy with school life recently - actually, I should say I am totally bogged down by it. CAs are coming my way prematurely and I haven't really had the time to revise and digest my stuff. Oh and then I have my hall activities and canoe polo CCA as well. i surely didn't foresee myself in such a predicament 2 months ago. If it was in the past, i would have freaked out and worry myself to death over the lack of time to prepare for my CAs. But now, I am indifferent to it. I didn't even complete my online WebAssignment (that will contribute to my GPA) which I promised myself to. I wonder why am I taking things so easy. Too easily, perhaps.

As I was running through my notes today, I felt that I no longer have the studying capacity as before. It didn't take long for me to get distracted and I ended up doing something other than revision. I used to be able to study from 2pm to 12am. This might sound crazy but I believe I no longer want to study anymore. I want to quit school and go do things which I want to, traveling the world for example. There is no need to get a degree. Actually, as long as you can generate sustainable income to support yourself, you can even forsake your PSLE qualifications. After all, all we need is money to survive in today's world.

Unfortunately, obtaining that pre-requisite is not easy. We are talking about constant income every month for the rest of your life. I am sure there exist people who managed to achieve that feat but for the rest who couldn't, like myself, we will have to follow the social factory line and wait for our turn to get processed.

This is a chore. I wish there is some method for me to bypass the chain.

When movies like Bruno gets too lame and retarded, it is always good to rejuvenate yourself with some hardcore action wham-bam movies. Check out this latest kill-people-and-sell-their-meat-as-food film fresh from Thailand.



That Char Siew Bun I had a few months back was great but I guess it wouldn't hurt to have some noodles for a change.

The first thing I saw on my computer desk when I came home this evening was a letter which I would rather not see at all.



The very first thing that came to my mind was that I would need to cut my hair prematurely so that I could fit a policeman's profile. I was cursing some juicy person in my heart as I picked up the letter reluctantly to unseal it, expecting to receive an edict to serve the nation. Instead, I was greeted with a very pleasant surprise =D



Oh my beloved Division! It touches me so to know that you still remember what I did for you. It is indeed an honour for me. I shall receive this monetary reward with a wide grin!

Now let's see... now I just need $1640.00 more for that messenger bag.

When people learn to move on in life, they learn to let go of all the burdens they carry with them. Its like running uphill in the rain. You feel cold. You feel wet. You feel tired. You feel that your legs are going to break. You want to turn around and run back down, back to square one. Back to the despair that you were subjected to previously. Of course, after awhile, you will want to run uphill again to escape from your misery. You will want to move on. You might fail again. Or you might not.

But what you must know is once you reach the top of the hill, it will be a downhill on the other side. From there on, the journey will be easy. You will be able gain momentum to move on again. And once you are past that stretch, you will be freed from whatever that torments you, tossing it far far behind on the other side of the hill.

Not all can cross the summit in one attempt. But keep this in mind and persevere. You will grow to become stronger.

Who would have thought there is a need to recover from excessive sleep? Not me, at least not until today. I slept 16 hours from Saturday afternoon till Sunday morning and woke up feeling groppy and unwell instead of refreshed and energized. Fortunately, I recovered from it after eating breakfast. I guess I must be dehydrated or something during my sleep. Damn, that is the longest time I ever slept.

I did some revision on Materials Science, which was a killer - I took like 1.5 hours to digest 2 pages of information and am still left with lots more to go. I don't know if its the excessive sleep or my intellectual-drained mind, my head actually throbbed after I did the tutorial. I wondered how many brain cells I terminated. I hope I won't go brain dead anytime soon since this is just the beginning of my school year. Not that I want to be brain dead anytime soon either.

I went downstairs to the mama shop to buy some shampoo for use at my hostel just now and slipped. My reflexes were fast enough to save me from an earth-shaking tumble but not from a chipped toe nail. Yes. My toe nail chipped when I slammed my toe into the concrete to break my fall. AhHhHhHhHhHhHhHh~

Anyway, I thought I would be evil and share the pain.



And I decide to be even more evil by peeling the chipped nail for a better look.



Hohohohoho. I am in the mood for bloody and gory movies again.

Feeling neither here nor there on this melancholy Sunday morning where the threads of time are weaving their way through my mortal existence on this tiny celestial planet. I wish I could grab one of these threads and pull myself in the opposite direction to bring all the monies which I splurged on cellphones and what-nots in the past back to today. But a wish will always be immaterial.

Curiosity kills the cat. This ancient proverb has some ring of truth to it. I am no cat and knowing the truth won't have that adverse an effect of taking my life away but I will prefer to remain ignorant whenever possible because sometimes, the difference between knowing and not knowing is akin to heaven and hell. If I don't know something, I won't care and I won't bother. There will be no hope and there will be no fall. On the contrary, if I know something, that knowledge will haunt me perpetually, eventually forming in me false hopes and assumptions.

I never like being kept in the suspense and having to anticipate what will happen next. Instead, I would rather the results be shown to me directly. That probably explains why I never like to peek my cards during Black Jack. I understand that there are things which one have to face no matter what. I would have no qualms receiving such information. For everything else, as much as possible, I will turn a blind eye to it. What matters others should be of no concern to me.

My parents offered to fetch me to school since its my first day and thank goodness they did, otherwise I would have missed my lectures altogether. I set my alarm to ring at 5.30am but I snoozed it till 7am.

First day of school - HOLLAND like nobody's business. My dad didnt really know how to get to NTU and we went driving around Boon Lay area before I figured out my school is along Jalan Bahar. I think I saw Jurong Camp along the way. Then when I reached school, I can't find my LT and ended up walking around in circles until I somehow managed to find my way, with a little help from Kenenene who skipped the first part of our lecture just to wait for me. We had a 3 hours back to back lecture from 8.30am to 11am, Maths first followed by Materials Science and Physics.

Although school has already started but I am still in holiday mood. Furthermore, I dont really feel that school has started. Somehow, starting my uni education just feels different from when I started my JC and Secondary and Primary education. It feels more... relaxed and easy-going this time round, not as tense as in the past. I guess having a fixed class and time-table which we have to adhere to do make things more uptight in some ways.

As an undergrad, we have the freedom to choose whether or not we want to attend or skip our classes. No rewards from attending them and no penalty for skipping them either. As long as you can pass your semester, it doesn't really matter what you do. No more Mr. Low to push us from behind. I gotta attune myself to the studying mood soon. Perhaps I should start mingling with those PRC scholars. That will definitely help. I KNOW! I will form a study group with them. Ha!

I didn't expect to have an innate power hidden within me until this fateful night. It just awakened suddenly... Behold my ULTIMATE SHARINGAN!

I dragged myself out of bed at 8am this morning to go to the temple with my mama. She wanted me to seek blessings from Guan Yin Ma before school starts tomorrow. We went to the temple at Four Horse Road which we always frequent. It has been quite a long time since I last been there but the place is still same as before, with the exception of a new hotel behind the temple. As usual, there were peddlers selling religious artefacts, joss sticks, flowers etc. to people outside the temple. My mama approached one of the peddlers and asked for a Scholar's Flower and I was like what-flower? The peddler took out a stalk of pink, round flowers and handed it over to my mama.

I was surprised that such flowers actually existed. It sounds more like some sort of in-game item to boost your Intelligence stats or something and the flower really look like some random flower which was coined the Scholar's Flower by some random person. But hey, if it can help to boost my academic results, I am more than happy to pray with it =D

After praying, we went shopping for a little bit. We went to Bugis and then to OG. I felt that today's outing made my mom very happy. To be honest, its been quite some time since I went out with her. Sometimes, spending quality time with your family members is the best present you can give to them.

When was the last time you went out with your mama?

I got a pair of Durian Boosters to enhance and stabilize the performance of my MacBook Pro. It worked surprisingly well! My MacBook didn't experience any technical problems for the whole of today! I am looking forward to even more favorable results in the long run.

I am done setting up my MacBook; copying all my songs and movies and what-nots from my desktop onto it. I faced several compatibility issues along the way, most were minor but it is still irritating to know that some songs just simply refused to play on MacBook, wait no, it should be iTunes just refuse to play some songs. Grrrr. Just because they are in WMA format doesn't mean Apple should ban them altogether. You guys are already using Windows Office on your Leopard OS, so what is wrong with allowing iTunes to play WMA songs? Oh and I might as well add this - having to re-install my OS after I have transferred everything over is really the last thing I need in my entire existence. Please note this Mr. Jobs.

Anyway, I found out how to do a Print Screen on my MacBook and the function works darn well. The screen captured is very clear and there are three modes to choose from. I can choose to print - *got shocked by my mom who appeared suddenly to ask me to go to bed* - a whole screen, a particular window or any part of a screen (like how cropping works). This is definitely one area where a Mac trumps a PC. Since my blog looks bigger on FireFox, I took a print screen of it to show how it actually looks like on Safari:

School is due this Wednesday but I am still as blur as ever on school matters. I really prefer to have everything planned for me and all I need to do is just attend the lessons. Simple. Unfortunately, that is not going to happen. I managed to clear some doubts with my seniors and also discovered the usefulness of my school's intranet, something which I didn't bother to explore until a few hours ago =/ I am relieved to find out that I need only 156 AU to get my degree. First thing tomorrow morning, I am going to the goldsmith to get 156 pieces of gold. I can't believe I will be graduating so soon!

I am indulging myself in a sinful meal of supper... Abalone noodles. What better way to complement my Apple MacBook and Durian Boosters? Ha.

The Prime Ministers from UK and Singapore and the President of USA, were traveling on a warship that was cruising near S.Arabia. The 3 were talking about how brave their soldiers were when their cordial discussion soon turned into an argument where each wanted to prove the bravery of their own soldiers.

The Pres. of USA said, "let me show u what is guts", where upon he called his Colonel and said "Jump into the sea and swim 3 rounds around this ship!".
The Colonel replied "Anything for Uncle Sam, Sir", and jumped into the shark infested sea and swam 3 rounds around the ship, with the sharks chasing him like mad! After the successful 3 rounds, the Colonel came up to the deck and said, "I did it for Uncle Sam Mr. President!". The proud US President replied "That's what I call guts!".

The Prime Minister of UK became aggressive and quickly called his General and said "General, jump into the sea and swim 10 rounds around this ship!".
The General replied "Anything for the Queen, Sir", and jumped into the shark infested sea and swam 10 rounds around the ship, with the sharks chasing him frantically. After the successful 10 rounds the 3-star General came up to the deck and said, "Long Live the Queen!". The proud UK PM replied "That's what I call guts!"

The Prime Minister of Singapore cannot control himself. He had to show that his soldiers have it too. He called one of his Private and said "Soldier, jump into the sea and swim 15 rounds around this ship!" The Private replied "Oi, you siao izzit?" I juz bought my 4-room and I am paying through my nose. Now, U want me to jump and die, eh? If u want to hao lian, you jump into the sea yourself! The Singapore PM smiled and said "Now, that's what I call guts".

I managed to fix my MacBook by re-installing the OS all over again, losing everything that was in it previously along the way. This is so sucky. After this incident, I wonder if I can still rely on my MacBook Pro... At least when a PC crashes, I am still able to salvage my important files but a Mac doesn't even give me a chance to try to!

I think I will quit my Jobs and enter the Gates again.

A Vaio looks pretty too =D

For a laptop with a price tag of $3300, I would expect my MacBook Pro to last through my uni years. But guess what? It crashed in less than three months. The reason? Apple Updates.

I was using my MacBook as usual this afternoon and I was prompted to install new Updates from Apple. So I went ahead to download the updates and restarted my MacBook thereafter to let the new Updates install. Halfway through the installation process, the status bar hanged and nothing seems to be happening. So I went and force restart my Mac, thinking that this will let the Updates re-install again but I got an error window asking me to restart my Mac again. So I force restarted my Mac again...

... and again...
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After countless times of forced restarting, power cord pulling and keyboard slamming, I am still asked to restart my MacBook. I went online to search and all I can find is it is some sort of Kernal Panic problem. I will have to bring my MacBook down to a service centre.

I am fucking pissed now.

I should create a SPF Fantasy too.

Beer. The Liquid of Temporary Bliss.
Beer. It drowns all your sorrows like a bullet through your brain (except you don't really die)
Beer. It gives you a pot belly; the symbol of a seasoned veteran.
Beer. Save water and the Earth by drinking it.
Beer. To be loving it.

Hi Cheng Jin,

PNSD does not grant disruption to PNSmen who are doing local studies and
you will still be required to serve your NS recall during your school
holiday. Please provide your school schedule from NTU to us and we will
see if there are available pockets to slot you for ICT. If there is no
school holiday period in your schedule, then we will need to seek approval
from PNSD to disrupt you from ICT for the year of study in the school
schedule provided. Thanks.

Warmest regards,

Juice

This is total bullshit. So now I can't even defer my reservist for the sake of my studies? Do they expect me to serve my entire life in servitude to them? What if I have got internships, remedial or any other school matters during my holidays? From the looks of it, I guess I will have to - no - I will be forced to cancel all of them and serve my recall order, should they decide to send me one. This is ridiculous.

I understand that currently, the home team is lacking manpower but they shouldn't use reservist as a means to augment their human resource! You got a manpower problem then you jolly well take the appropriate measures to solve that problem. Cure the problem at its roots! Revise your manpower policy for goodness sake!

PNSFs and PNSMen make up about 70% of the total manpower. Surely you realize the significance of such a proportion?

To all foreigners who have the perception that Singapore is a fine country, do not be fooled into coming here. Actually, foreigners doesn't need to serve NS. Ah right. We should attract more foreign talents so that we can all worship the ground they walk on. 

I was cleaning out my closet the other day --- *kenna possessed by Eminem*

I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you! I never meant to make you cry!
But tonight --- *kenna possessed by Leonidas*

TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL!

*triple back-hand slap --- reverts to normal self*

As I was saying, I was cleaning up the other day and I found this age old envelope which contains propaganda to persuade me to go A.N.U.S (a National University of Singapore). That was like, what, 2 years ago. Old artefacts like these always whip up a nostalgia in me. It was the year 2007. I had the same botak hair which I have now, except I was under duress to shave my head then. I was young, fresh, unafraid and, well, you know, stuff like that. A few weeks into BMT, I applied to join the RSAF after some RSAF fellows came down to psycho us to sell our lives to *CENSORED*. I wanted to become the wind which moves the grasses in our land...

... but I soon realized I am just another wind out of someone else's you-know-where when I failed the Psychometric Test, miserably I might add. As if trying to add insult to injury, RSAF sent me not one but TWO letters to inform me of my rejection. They were exactly the same letters signed by the same MAJ *CENSORED*. The second letter arrived a few months after the first one. I really appreciate them trying to ensure that the message got across to me. I am expecting the third copy.

I was quite surprised to not find the propagandas which should have been inside the envelope when I opened it. Instead, I found a part of my forgotten memories within it, something which is of such paramount importance that I have to use an A.N.U.S envelope to conceal the true nature of the contents...

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Behold, the top secret home-made maps which will aid me in my quest for global domination!

I have the map of Europe...

... North America

And of course, the map of the world.

Hey, if not for this discovery, I would have forgotten that I like to draw maps in the past! I guess when we get too pre-occupied with mundane stuff such as NS and work and studies, part of ourselves will be lost in transit.

When you have to make ends meet by peddling fake Harry Potter books outside the subway, it wouldn't take much to convince you to join a syndicate which promises to pay you well in return. Sean McArthur was going about his life as usual when a chance meeting with an underground fight club manager, Hervey, gave him the opportunity to escape his life of poverty. As Sean makes his way up the ranks of the underground fighting scene, he would meet the girl of his life only to find out there is more to their relationship than it meets the eye. In the final fight of his career, Sean is pitched against Evan, his rival back in college. Will he be able to defeat the person whom his dad favored over himself, or will he sink back into his former life?

So Fighting is just another film about a poor guy who was given a shot at the high life through the underground fighting arena. If you want to shoot a film with a plot which has been used over before, you have to ensure that there are some interesting elements in your show. Unfortunately, Fighting is also just another boring film about a poor guy who blah blah blah. The whole tempo of the show is slow and there are only four fights throughout the show.

The minimal number of fights aside, none of the fight scene were exciting to watch. Do not expect any cool stunts like the CQC of the Boss from Metal Gear Solid. Instead, prepare yourself for random grappling (like in child fights) and brainless lucky hits. Even the final fight scene with his rival is not worth watching. Halfway through, Sean just had an adrenaline rush and whooped Evan's ass. Just like that. Wow. Exciting.

There are some parts of the film which are unclear as well. For instance, we know that Sean, Sean's father and Evan had some connection in the past but it was not fully elaborated. The mini love plot in the show seems to throw the whole show off its main focus and it only makes the show longer to watch. Other than that, there is no real purpose to it at all, if you ask me. The way in which the fights were arranged is also very crappy. Hervey just have to talk to a "dealer" and Sean will get to fight. No selection process. No mafia bosses. Nothing. There is a severe lack of details in this area of the show.

Alright. I guess one good point about the show is that the lead actor is hot. Other than that, if you are craving for some action, I think you will be better off watching Fight Club or one of the many Feihong Huang's movies. These are classics with sustantial plot to support it. If you really want to watch it, please watch it online or something. Spend your $8.50 on something better. Like a cup of Venti Chocolate Chip Frappucino from StarBucks or a Pokemon Adventures comic.

Muse says time is running out. But for me, space is running out. Hard disk space that it.





Can you believe it? I have got only 1.68 GB of storage left on my PC. That is even less storage than my iPod Touch. When I upgraded from an 80 GB hard disk a few years back, I thought 160 GB will be sufficient. I didnt know movies were so space consuming then and games nowadays are getting bigger and bigger. Also, I am sharing my PC with one other individual so maybe that partly explains the rapid depletion of space. On a side note, my hard disk should have 160 GB of space but the specs on my C: Properties doesnt tally. It only shows 146 GB of storage. Where did the remaining 14 GB go? Suspicious.

The "Breakdown" button seems somewhat tempting. I wonder what my PC actually contains...


*Click*





WTF? Why porn -- I mean is this thing for real? Sheeez. This is so scandalous.

Whatever it is, I need a HDD upgrade. Maybe I should get a 320 GB. Or that 1000 GB that my friend bought recently. But I should start transferring some files into my E HDD first before my PC spaced out.

Oh and Elle, do you mean to say your hair is shorter than this? What made you do this to yourself?

The past few weeks have seen me degenerating to a new level. I feel tired, lazy, un-motivated, lousy, lethargic and generally just don't feel like doing anything. I bought tonnes of books which I told myself I would read but ended up leaving them in a corner gathering dust ever since tua pek gong knows when. I promised myself to revise and master whatever I have learnt in my Japanese classes so far but only to find myself procrastinating over and over. I want to construct my Akagi model but keep putting it off. My self-discipline and self-motivation seem to have disappeared. I cant even articulate my thoughts as good as I could before anymore!

Staying at home and remaining in a static mode for a prolonged period of time really kills a person's intellectual. Shit, was the previous statement even grammatically correct.

In any case, I pray for the 3 days torturing to be over quickly for my fraternal counterpart in SMU.

Feeling much better now from the ailment that stopped me from going to Camp Insinyur 2009. I will just have to wait for my hall camp... I sure hope I will be selected. I want to get out there and meet new people!

Recently, I have been seeing silhouette flashing in and out from the corners of my eyes. Is it because of my illness or just my plain imagination. Or could it actually be real. I read from a book that all humans have a "third eye" which will allow us to see beyond the material world but not all of us have it opened. Some are born with their "third eye" already opened while some just stay sealed until the day they die. There is, of course, a method to open one's "third eye" should one ever wishes it so; and that is through the use of drugs and mysterious rituals to invoke a trance state within a person and... his third eye will be opened.

But it is just a book. Besides, if there really is a "thing" around me, it would have probably revealed itself to scare the shit out of me so that I won't be blogging about this (somehow, I get this really weird feeling after typing this sentence. I sure hope its nothing... ha.. ha.. ha..)

Great. I will be bathing after this. Why do humans feel vulnerable when they are either naked or shitting. Maybe its the lack of space inside the toilet that makes me feel uneasy. I mean hey, its 1am in the morning and I am bathing in a small toilet. Suddenly the lights go off. I reached for the door but the door wouldn't open and when I am trying to calm myself down, I suddenly sense the presence of something... inside the god-damn small enclosed toilet where I am supposed to be alone!

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a-ha - New Music - More Music Videos

This is the MV of A-ha's Take on Me. The song itself was great. I didn't know that its MV was even better. I find it particularly interesting with its mini romance story in a comic-like setting (and this was back in the 80s) which really distinguishes it from modern days' MV with all the scantily clad singers dancing around. Of course, both eras' MVs have their pros and cons but if I were to choose, I guess 80s would be the way to go.

为什么我会在最后一刻感到彷徨呢？
是因为自相矛盾的关系吗？还是因为莫莫人呢？
Sheryl Crow 说得对：第一道伤痕是最深的。不过事情过了那么久，我也早已看开了。
不管怎样，我仍然得保持积极的状态向前前进。

他也只不过是过眼云烟罢了。

I bet the wives of these muscled-finger-ninja-warrior have tremendous fun with their husbands' fingers and one other appendage.

Damn! Those are rock solid fingers. I want to have strong fingers and arms like them too. It will definitely help me reach those hardened pieces of gold in my nose. Once upon a time, I couldn't even do a single normal pull-up. But I broke that barrier a long time ago together with some Altimus Major. Perhaps it is time for us to join forces again to achieve the amazing feat of poking our index finger through a coconut:

Come Altimus! Finger pull-ups during break time in NTU!!!!!

I am bloated, exhausted and irritated but I am always aware that mind comes before matter.

Ask and you will get.
Think and you will achieve.

I was searching for new games to play and I chance upon Empire: Total War, a massive real time strategy game which resembles Rise of Nations and Red Alert 3. While reading more about this game, I saw a screenshot with a destroyer in it:


It got me wet immediately. It was a screenshot for Battlestations: Pacific. As the name suggest, it was a real-time strategy game in the Pacific Ocean and players will be controlling navies instead of the same-old boring army shit. As I read more and more about the game, something inside awakened. Something which reeks of megalomania.

Yessssss (with a hoarse hiss at the end). I went to YouTube to search for US Military related videos to fuel my subconscious thirst for power. Only in a military environment can one freely exercise, no, ABUSE the power which comes with the rank one is holding. Sure, the President may be the most powerful person but he has to overcome the insurmountable red tapes and politics in his faction before he can do anything funny. Furthermore, there are opposing factions to keep the incumbent in check. Therefore, it is really kind of difficult for a President to abuse his power.

Being a military man with a high rank will be a different story. With all the weapons under your charge and countless of soldiers whom you can slowly brainwash to swear fealty only to yourself, you can easily take the world by storm. Fuck diplomacy and politics. If you are not happy with me, you can jolly well eat my missiles. Once you are full (or dead), I will establish my dictatorship and rule the world with a Titanium Fist!

But I am not willing to spend any amount time in a jungle training to become an officer. And I don't think it will be that easy to rule the whole world. So, I conclude that the best way for me to attain a high rank without having to live in a jungle and yet still be able to abuse my rank is to SIGN ON IN THE POLICE FORCE where rank SUPERCEDES all logic.


Yes! It makes perfect sense. Readily available promotions means that it is only a matter of time before I can start my own little dictatorship.

Before any of you think that I am crazy, let me assure you that this is just a random passing urge of mine - my usual imperialistic ambitions and stuff like that. Besides, my delusive thoughts began to wane as I think about what I have to give up, especially my hair, in exchange for being a police officer. Thank goodness my sense of reasoning and logic is still functional.

Oh, on a side note, I have finished my first cycle of reservist. Nine more to go and the next one will be 4 years later, I hope.

happy birthday america.

Kazakhstan greatest country in the world.
All other countries are run by little girls.
Kazakhstan number one exporter of potassium.
Other countries have inferior potassium.

Kazakhstan home of Tinshein swimming pool.
It’s length thirty meter and width six meter.
Filtration system a marvel to behold.
It remove 80 percent of human solid waste.

Kazakhstan, Kazakhstan you very nice place.
From Plains of Tarashek to Northern fence of Jewtown.
Kazakhstan friend of all except Uzbekistan.
They very nosey people with bone in their brain.

Kazakhstan industry best in world.
We invented toffee and trouser belt.
Kazakhstan’s prostitutes cleanest in the region.
Except of course for Turkmenistan’s.

Kazakhstan, Kazakhstan you very nice place.
From Plains of Tarashek to Norther fence of Jewtown.

Come grasp the mighty penis of our leader.
From junction with the testes to tip of its face!



BORAT! Cultural Learnings to America for make great benefit glorious nation of Kazakhstan.

This is one heck of a retarded show. I didn't believe it when Ted said he shut the movie down after watching it for awhile because he can't take the retardness. I was like "How bad could it be?" But after watching it... it is quite bad. I really wonder how the actors got the guts to do what they did. But hey, you know what? BORAT was so 2006. Prepare yourself for more lame humor in:

BRUNO! Delicious Journeys Through America for the Purpose of Making Heterosexual Males Visibly Uncomfortable in the Presence of a Gay Foreigner in a Mesh T-Shirt

Hey what's that?




OH MY GOD! Its WALL-E.




Wait a minute. Could it be Sonny?





But now it looks like... ANDROMON! CARP! ANDROMON is the harbinger of APOCALYMON!





But we are not in the virtual world... then it has to be Franky!





No no. It has got to be the TERMINATOR! I am sure of it. We are all gonna DIE!






The truth is, it is actually Optimus Prime doing some weekend shopping at FRED PERRY ----- NOT! (PS: This is a "Not" joke, something I learnt from watching BORAT!)



OKOK. The real truth is, Mr. Del Monte got to cos-play as the almighty OPTIMUS PRIME - defender of the human race - to promote the new Transformer movie. I heard he is being paid $25 an hour and he only needs to work on weekends! He even got to take a picture with Fiona Xie (not that I really care but I know some out there who do ^^) I should totally go quit my current job man. But if it was me, I will want to cos-play as BLACKOUT!








Too bad we didn't manage to take a photo with him. All because of ahem ahem ahem *coughs*
But its ok, I will try to do some photoshop or something.