Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Went over to my godparents'/ godsisters' yesterday in the morning, before going over to Mrs. Wee's house in the afternoon as part of my Chinese New Year visits. Went for LAN after that for about an hour, which sucked as everyone played different games. But that was yesterday.

This morning at about 9.15am, I was awoken by the sound of my handphone ringing. Jonathan was the one calling, and he was asking where the I was. I'd forgotten to set the alarm for me to wake up and go over to the museum to do volunteer stuff. Nice of him to wake me up, though.

Anyway I dragged my ass out of bed, brushed my teeth and took a quick shower, before it was off to the National Heritage Board "Rivertales" museum, my dad sending me there of course, since I was already late. I reached the place half an hour later than the supposed 9.30am.

I went into the museum, registered my attendace and proceeded into one of the rooms, where a lantern making session was in progress. Of course I didn't know what to do at first, but after a short while it became a piece of cake. During the duration of the session, we were supposed to go round helping out with the lantern making using red packets, and throughout the while thing this lady stayed to make the 3 examples of lanterns displayed, along with experimenting and wasting a LOT more red packets to make some other crap. She and her group of "aunties". I was kinda pissed at that, since they were depriving little children the opportunity of having a good time by using up all the red packets. As such, the session had to close early due to lack of red packets. Speaking of little children, the feeling that comes from teaching them stuff and watching them do their best at it, it's a great feeling.

When it came to lunchtime, the group of us volunteers went over to the volunteer room to have pizza. It tasted kinda funny, a bit of a bitter aftertaste. After that, me and Jon Ho went over to the room adjacent to the lantern making room, where we were supposed to help with a "yu sheng" making session. The person didn't need help, and asked us whether we wanted to make one dish as well. We did and it was pretty cool, a once in a lifetime experience I guess.

The whole thing was supposed to end at, what, 5pm? But the sessions ended early, so me and Jon Ho left early as well. I didnt' want to go home yet, so he went with me to X Square for a while. Played Winning Eleven 8 and a little bit of Halo 2. Sian.

School's starting tomorrow, which really sucks.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Here I am, blogging away while I have a Chinese composition yet undone and a Maths test tomorrow for which I haven't studied for. Whatever.

Anyway, we were supposed to change our seating arrangements today. Mrs. Ng, our form teacher apparently felt that it wasn't good as we were "too comfortable" with our present seats. As such, a change was in order. She wanted "independent learners" to sit at the back of the class while the weaker students sit in front. Sound good? Yeah I guess it does, but what made me roll my eyes was the next thing she said, "I want them to sit in a single row at the back so they can watch over the class." WTH?! ROFL our class don't need no damn sentinels. Thus Adrian, Kok Seng and the rest were put at the back in one row.

Now, since the start of term I've been sitting at the second row from the front, but her rearrangement relegated me right to the back of the class. No dumbass in his right mind would want to sit at the back during "O" level year, besides, I can't afford to fall asleep anymore, and I know I will if I'm at the back. Thus, following Mrs. Ng's "front-weak back-independent" theory, I knew I had to do the following to retain my seat at the front: I needed to convince her I was a horrible student, and convince her I did. Amid barrages of "Teacher, I must sit in front or I really will fall asleep!" (which is kinda true) and "Teacher, I have a bit of attention deficit disorder, cannot sit at the back or won't be able to pay attention!" (that's crap of course), Mrs. Ng finally relented. I managed to retain my place in the second row (not the same seat though).
Now the thing is, even though I was able to persuade her myself, Panda who was sitting beside me didn't think I was able to do so. Besides, he wanted to continue sitting beside me, so he told Mrs. Ng that he needed to sit next to me "to wake me up". The idiot. Great. Looks like I'm in a lot of trouble when Parent Teacher Meeting Day arrives. "Your son apparently has ADD, sleeps during lessons and is very weak! He even needs someone to poke him to wake him up during lessons!" *horrified looks from my parents* rofl. Well, who cares. I'll do what it takes to make myself pay attention during lessons from now on.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Who I Am Hates Who I've Been
Relient K
I watched the proverbial sunrise
coming up over the Pacific and
you might think I'm losing my mind,
but I will shy away from the specifics...

'cause I don't want you to know where I am
'cause then you'll see my heart
in the saddest state it's ever been.

This is no place to try and live my life.

Stop right there. That's exactly where I lost it.
See that line. Well I never should have crossed it.
Stop right there. Well I never should have said
that it's the very moment that
I wish that I could take back.

I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to try and never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.

I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
to create so much pressure that I’ll soon blow up.

I heard the reverberating footsteps
sinking up to the beating of my heart,
and I was positive that unless I got myself together,
I would watch me fall apart.

And I can’t let that happen again
‘cause then you’ll see my heart
in the saddest state it’s ever been.

This is no place to try and live my life.

[Pre-Chorus x2]

Who I am hates who I've been
and who I am won’t take the second chance you gave me.
Who I am hates who I’ve been
‘cause who I’ve been only ever made me...

So sorry for the person I became.
So sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I’m ready to try and never become that way again
‘cause who I am hates who I’ve been.
Who I am hates who I’ve been.

P.S. The lyrics to the music video of my blog. Currently Relient K's my fave band, and I can't wait to get my hands on their album. Sometimes, don't we just hate who we are? If you could change for the better, would you?

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Well as you can see, I've made a couple of changes to the template of my blog. As they say, the only thing that's never changing is change. Most noticeably, you'll see a picture with the word "LuminousRAM" and some crap on it. That's my xbox live gamertag. "Barcar" is my clan and the numbers are my levels in Halo 2. They pretty much suck, and I originally wanted to relegate this thing to side of my site, but I couldn't find a space where it wouldn't affect the whole template. I'll change its position to somewhere more suitable soon. Some things about my blog remain though; my blog design is still as simple as ever, as I like more space for text and all. Besides, I don't know crap about creating a blogskin (this one was an edited version of a free template). But enough of my shortcomings. You'll notice that the title of my blog has changed as well. "

Got some major things coming up in the month ahead; the Campcraft Competition is always looming, like a sword of Damocles over our head. Trainings are 3 times or more a week. I've just registered for my Electone Grade 6 exam which is in March, and I'm wholly unprepared. Sigh, if only life were softer to me.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

It's been, what, some 3 weeks since I updated my blog? No excuses this time, not because I've been that busy or anything; I quite simply forgot to blog, a result of school reopening and a bit of laziness sprinkled all over. Today's topic will be a rojak of topics, covering nothing and everything at the same time. If that makes sense.

Anyway, like I said, school's started, and sad to say, my form teacher's a bit insane. She scolded Zhi Yi, my classmate when the wind blew a worksheet he was holding out the window accidentally, saying he "threw it outside" on purpose.

Most of my subject teachers have changed, with only my Physics (yay) teacher and English language teacher (zzz) remaining the same. The rest have all left, retired, the like. My New Year resolution this year is to pay as much attention as I can to lessons, doing my homework etc. In short, becoming a good (not model yet, mind you) student, though I cant say I'm really suceeding with Maths and English. Talk about boring.

CCA has resumed as usual, with Campcraft Training still on. Competition's in February, and we need to train hard if we want to make it to the finals. Oh yeah, I;ve been promoted to Sergeant as well during the Year-End Course. Kind of old, but as I haven't blogged in quite a while, there you have it.

We had a height-weight measurement last Thursday, and we had our body fat index measured as well. I weigh a ton (well 83kg actually, but that's mighty close), am 175cm tall and have a index of 27.4. Shit. However, on the bright side, even skinny guys I know have an index of 30, I can do 2 pull-ups, 15 dips on the parallel bar, 60 sit ups in a minute, take 10 seconds to complete a shuttle run and am much fitter than the average person. But that's just me trying to defend myself. I'm going to have to lose some weight. There you have it: I admit I'm fat. But fit. Again, that's my self-defensive mechanism acting up.

Conducted my first catechism class as a Youth Assistant Catechist in church yesterday. Well not so much conducted as did a games session, but I'll give Maureen credit for that. I'm pretty delighted that Beatrice, my godsister's in my class as well, along with a guy from my school that I didn't know at first.

Wanted to play Halo 2 today but my mom's a little nutters as well. I' ve only played once this week and when I asked her just now (yes, I have to ask her, but only if she's actually at home), she wouldn't have any of it. Says I'll "get addicted". Bloody hell, I play only once a freaking week and I get addicted? Blimey, what's this world coming to? What about all the benefits of gaming, like increased creativity and critical thinking, hand-eye coordination and the rest of it? Adults are so narrow minded.

More to come next week. If I remember to blog, that is.