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.