Wednesday, September 30, 2009
FAME
K Box, Timbre, movie. Today's probably the (only) highlight of my entire recess week.
Caught Fame with a few Bocellians after some last-minute discussion. I was so sure that I'll sleep during the movie that when I didn't I thought it was a decent show. Come to think of it the show reminds me of High School Musical; the music aspect was the single most important redeeming point.
One of the theme of Fame I guess was passion. Passion for your craft, passion for learning. I think in the local context this might be a rather difficult concept to grasp. Because everything we do must have a practical motive behind it, passion for anything(especially arts-related stuff) is rarely encouraged. I may be making a sweeping generalization but at least for myself this is how it is.
The movie mentioned that when you have passion for something, you would rush out of your door everyday just to go to school to learn it. Hello the only time I rush out of my door is when I'm late lei. Throughout my whole life I've never been really passionate about something. The closest I came to was passion for Hebe. But that's actually more of obsessed day-dreaming.
Five more days! Still have some work undone zzz. Recess week is so overrated.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Random thought
I was watching F1 qualifying round yesterday and I noticed that on the steering wheel of the race-cars, there is a display that I think shows the gear and speed for the race-car. Not sure about the specifics though. I was wondering it'll be nice if they can put scrolling encouragers for the drivers.
Here are some suggestions for the encouragers.
When they slot the steering wheel in - "Lewis Hamilton is behind you and Nicole Scherzinger love you!"
Gear up - "More, more!"
Gear down - "Oi, scared what?"
Brakes - "WHAT ARE YOU? PUSSY?"
Below gear 4 - "Even Proton can out-run you slowpoke"
Quite cool.
I'm wondering how it feels to be in a vehicle running till gear 7. The G-Force pressing on your body, everything around you flashing by in a blur. Imagine me driving Renault's race-car.
*vroom* Gear 4 *vroom* gear 5 *vroom* gear 6 *vroom* GEAR 7 *silence*
"Hello, Wei Yuan. I've been waiting for you to come down here for a very long time."
Saturday, September 26, 2009
The cat and mantis
Grabbed from Kai Shi (who got it via loveyourchaos)
How much courage does it take to raise your hands to a fight that you almost certainly will lose?
Is it courage in the face of danger, a sense of hope amidst the uncertainty? Or is it stupidity in counting on that minute chance of instead of running from it?
It's a matter of perception, I guess.
Not everyone who ran away from a hopeless fight are cowards. Neither is everyone a hero for fighting one.
Friday, September 25, 2009
What lies beneath
You know, I'm starting to miss the days where good-looking but dumb people gets credit for anything just because they look good. You get pissed off at the unfairness of it but at least you can console yourself by telling yourself that people like to judge others by the cover so that's part and parcel of life.
I've noticed that recently a lot of ugly and dumb people are getting credit and exposure for, well, nothing! Look at Xueshasha, she can't talk for nuts and she's getting so much attention.
And then we have Ris 'boomz' Low. I'm not laughing at her lack of communication skills(because i'm not that great a speaker either); I'm laughing at the ridiculous answers she gave regarding her wardrobe. And look at the credit she's been given! All 65 charges!
One of these days you're going to see me taking part in a beauty pageant.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Of guilt and belief
I'm not afraid to say that of the things that were brought up, I am guilty of some of the bad ones.
The truth is I am openly disliking the person, and I may or may not have been affecting those around me. I mean it when I say that if you like/dislike someone you can just show it; I also do mean it when I say that if you don't agree with me, you don't have to conform to me.
In fact, you don't have to conform to anyone else's beliefs except yourself! No one should be forcing you to accept their viewpoint; it is all about what you truly feel and experience.
What I would say is that I am not against this person for the fun of it, or because everyone else is doing it. I, from the bottom of my heart, do not wish to be associated with this person simply because I cannot understand his actions/reactions and I do not know how to deal with them.
I admit what I've said do tend towards being mean and hurtful. But that's just me being the bastard I am and I do not blame anyone if they feel that I'm being one.
Everyone of us has a niche, an area of expertise we excel in. When someone demonstrates his/her knowledge and finds common minds, you don't have to debase yourself to pander to them. Don't be afraid to join in and learn from them.
At the end of the day, you must qualify for your own feelings and own them.
Believe in yourself. Have faith.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Bow and tied
Just when I was thinking of getting some accessories for the laptop and more clothes for myself, the Sister's monitor broke down and I had to give her mine. Then I'll need to get a new one. $$ gone.
And later, just when I was wondering if I should get a new phone since my contract has been up eons ago, the Sister's phone spoiled after less than a year of using it. So they're using my name to sign new contract. So I'll be stuck with dear phone for the next one year or so.
Lucky I like this phone much better than the previous.
Financial crisis! I want to write! I want to be GL for FOC! I want to be in YOG! I want to...
And I end up bowing to reality.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
One quiz down. MEDIC!
You know how weird people freak us out? I think weird people are actually ok. It's the really vocal ones that irritates people.
Some weird people are tolerable because they're weird in a funny way. At least you get some laughs out of them and you forget that these people actually freak you out. I'm a prime example of a weird guy who covers it up with some wise-cracks and innocent smile.
But there are those who are so afraid of people not hearing them that they decide to talk so loud the whole lecture theatre would be able to hear what he did last night, the day before last night and the night before yesterday. Yeah. It's like, he's weird, and he wants to let the whole world know he's weird.
But of course, I'm just making some hypothetical statements about this possible scenario. There really isn't anyone in CS who does that! Serious! Sompa.
I swear.
Monday, September 21, 2009
And the freaking Sun still shines
There is nothing much I can do for tomorrow's quiz. There's a headache and nothing's going to go in anyway anymore. Well, it's only 15% and 10% individually, so it's not that bad right?
Right?
Right?
RIGHT?!
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Geek on Glee
Getting tongue-tied in a normal conversation. Not a good sign.
I like Glee, because of the musical aspects of the show. It's like High School Musical minus all the cheesy lovey-dovey warm fuzzy-wuzzy stuff. I think I'm going to take the effort to follow the show. Here's one of the female leads of the show doing Rihanna's 'Take a Bow' and finally doing the lovely song justice.
For the first time I actually like the song. Someone euthanize Rihanna and let Lea take over.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Ok
A good night's sleep and Rubbish outing does wonders.
It's at the back of my mind now. There's more important stuff at hand to tackle.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Freaking dimwit.
All along I've been telling myself, be appropriate, don't over-do it, don't try too hard. I knew that being the insensitive blockhead I am I'm bound to get myself into serious shit. I thought I've warned myself enough to know better.
I'm not stupid. Now I'm know I'm not smart enough. I can feel that inferiority complex creeping back into me as I sat in my seat then, stunned and speechless. I couldn't gather my thoughts at all and my hands were cold and shaking.
For me, this failure is complete. It happened with me realizing it only when it did. It has reduced me to nothing but an utter idiot, when I kept telling myself that I can be something and I will be something. But this mistake has shown me how damn far I am from whatever I thought I was. This failure is my fault entirely and no one else I can blame for.
There is little consolation and even lesser optimism I can offer myself; this fall is too hard. I'll recover soon, but the shadow has been cast and it's here to stay. I can only hope this venting entry can alleviate the anger I'm feeling towards myself.
The climb back up from the ground will be painful. It's a long way to go.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Supper
Had a good run, then nullified all efforts by eating such a heavy supper. At least it was informative. I learnt about Leopard, Charlie and the treachery that was Kenshin.
Good things happened today! Apple rebate came in and I was $365 richer for one hour, then I became $970 poorer after paying off my braces' debt. Also, my reservation for The Time Traveler's Wife was ready for collection and the book is brand new! I think NLB bought stocks due to the high demand. The problem is after 2 chapters I'm not exactly captured by it. I hope this is just a slow start.
And I just heard I missed out some explosive action when they were going back school. *sigh* The sad part of not living in Hall.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Skirting the issue
Logos: It is NOT a skirt.
Ethos: But it really looks like one, believe me.
Pathos: It made the trip to school worthwhile.
Conclusion: I'm too ill-informed on the latest fashion.
My patience is wearing thin. I'm not known for being tolerant towards people I don't like. In fact, I think I'm going to ask my mom for one of her skirts to wear tomorrow so as to appear fashionable.
Today in lecture I learnt that when you don't like someone, whatever the person does would appear negative no matter the circumstances. This is the prejudgment obstacle. He/She can be giving up the seat to a pregnant lady and I'll think he/she's hypocritical. He/She might be holding the door for me and I'll think he/she's going to slam it in my face. And if he wears a skirt I'll just think that he's weird.
Oh wait, that's a environmental distraction coupled with message overload.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Too bad
I just read a friend's blog and came across the old adage that 'good guys finish last'.
Although I do agree that good guys generally finish later because they're too nice to do anything for themselves, I'm still highly skeptical. If that holds true, shouldn't I already be drinking Milo from the Milo-van at the finishing line, all bathed and clean already. Something is seriously wrong isn't it?
Could it be due to a discrepancy in the definitions of 'good' and 'bad'? Or *gasps* could it be that...
I'm actually a 'good' guy?! That's not possible right? No that can't be it, no, I've done enough already right? No, no...
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Mundane
Had a ridiculously sinful dinner, exchanged friendly remarks, caught wind of actions of a certain highly-desperate male ex-schoolmate, and heard scandalous Hall stories of '叫我皇帝!'. They're the probably the only people on Earth who can be late for 2 hours and not have me storm off back home in anger.
On an entirely unrelated note, here's a nice video of a Michael Jackson medley I saw off Facebook.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
TGIFs
no longer applies when the weekends are no different from the weekdays except for the part on going to school.
The only remotely interesting thing that happened today was I woke up in the morning, looked at the window, heard the sound of birds chirping and then I proceeded to unleash my entire vocabulary of vulgarities(regardless of race, language...) on myself.
I MISSED A TUTORIAL! And I was planning on listen to other people's speech so as to gauge how I can do mine because I had no idea how to do mine. Not to mention that fact that I just lost some class participation marks for that.
I was so angry that I only ate toast for breakfast, which I made using my macbook. Amazing how fast it heats up after installing Shhhhno Leopard.
So as a punishment to myself, I listened to Ris Low's interview ten times and signed up for Nike+ Human Race 10K. Time to do some last-minute trainings lest I finish the race on a stretcher.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Drunk on Milo.
Remind me, the next time I board 179 during morning rush hour, bring along a hand-grenade.
"Hello Uncle, can you please close the door behind me and slam it on those faces please? If you don't I'll twist, turn and pull out the safety pin, let go of the safety lever, ignite the core and we'll all perish in this godforsaken place on this godforsaken non-air-conditioned bus and meet up in the REAL godforsaken place called Hell."
Waking up for 9AM lectures are a pain; having to put up with the rush is a pain-in-the-donkey. Having said that, IT'S WEEK 5 ALREADY CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! Recess week is coming soon and I just realise today that I do have quizzes coming up after all. They say life is a bed of roses; even if you saw the thorns coming you still insist on lying on it because you want to be like Mena Suvari of American Beauty. So I'm asking for it by slacking for so long. And I thought I just need to prepare my speech next week! Zzzz.
Life is really boring. I have no life and I don't feel like playing Waka-waka or Typing Maniac because I'm getting owned by Kang Wei and Farm-girl.
Maybe I'll mug seriously this weekend. Or not. Probably I will. Perhaps I won't.
Gahhhh. Remind me to get a hand-grenade before Week 6 yeah?
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
星光
I honestly don't like the guy because he seems overrated for the show.
But for that two-and-a-half minutes I stared and listened intently, and I had the goosebumps after it. I used to love the song when Closer was showing, now he's making me listen to the song again.
Aijia's performance this week was so-so, but for a fifteen year old she is still pretty damn impressive. This weekend's episode would be one to look out for, I think.
Two weeks of brief relaxation before the assignment comes again. I should start getting more disciplined and do my research.(How many times have I been saying that?!)
Eye-opener
Finally I'm done with my COM204 report. Red-bull plus coffee is keeping me up now.
It's amazing, given how I had initially thought 350 words isn't that difficult, I had just spent over 4 hours doing it. Imagine, a 50-word conclusion that took me almost an hour.
I'm not being humble(I'm not exactly known for being one anyway), but I think I'm looking at a B or lower for this 20%(though I secretly hope that it is in fact, an A article, and I just don't know it). This has been a true challenge to my capabilities and my lack of experience is proving to be quite a tripping-stone. Because I've never ever done such a style of writing before, I guess I'll have to forgive myself for being incompetent this time(means next time this happens I'll jump down the building with 7 other people). I feel sorry for not doing the two good interviewees justice though.
So to make myself happier...
20% ONLY MAH STILL GOT 80% LEFT NOT SCARED MUAHAHAHA.
Sunday, September 06, 2009
STALKER: No more Clear Sky?
The most recent rage on the 21st Century's biggest distraction that is Facebook is the fan-check thing. Basically, you click it and you get to know who's been checking out your profile and pictures the most.
So if you're a chio bu within the circle of my friends' circle of friends(Mind-Boggling Question: How many degrees of relation is that?!), if I'm not the first I'll definitely still be in your Top Ten list. Damn the bloody program; what must a stalker do to not get found out these days?!
Anyway I heard a friend briefly saying that for those who are having a crush on someone they know, they're probably biting their nails, sweating profusely and hyper-ventilating as they await the loading results because they wish, above everything, that the name of the person they like would be in Top Ten. In fact, I think even if it's in Top 40 they're already over the moon and staying there until Mid-Autumn.
And do not be fooled by those egoistic people who proudly proclaim that ALL their friends are secretly obsessed with them. It's only because they only have 40 friends on Facebook.
It's unfortunate how I'm pretty emotionless when I'm looking at the results, because there isn't anyone of interest I would like to see there. HOWEVER. I'm pretty sure who exactly do I NOT want to see on the list. And it involves a certain interrupted individual.
Oh, as for my interviews, I've ended up with 2, and one of them is at 9PM TOMORROW. It's late-night at McDonald's I guess. I'm feeling pretty lucky about it, though I'm sure now that journalism tract is so not my cup of Mochaccino.
This is a rather random post. I'm distracted by my work("Shouldn't it be the other way round?!"), that's why. D-Day tomorrow! Wish me luck.
No man is an island. I'm a continent on its own.
Nothing interesting to say today. Math Assessment Book assignment came back to haunt me and was just done with it. The other 2 prospective interviewees have yet to reply me. If they still don't I probably would not be able to send them the questions and get the answer back on time.
I'm trying very hard to stay... un-sad, nowadays. Somehow I feel as if I'm falling back into the abyss that was JC2 times.
I don't know why this can be happening to me when I'm so sure that throughout my two years in army, I've learnt to deal with that bloody pessimist in me. It's not about suppressing it, but finding a way to work with it and use it to my advantage instead.
But I'm fighting the lack of confidence, the fear of mediocrity, the stress of performance, and it's difficult when you're alone.
I'll get through this phase. Alone, as usual. But I know I will be fine again.
Because I've seen worse and got through it. Even when it's the world against me, I'll still win.
Friday, September 04, 2009
Weekends
This weekend would be mostly about hoping(that interviewee doesn't throw stunt, and the other replies on time), playing(Prototype) and serious research that I've neglected doing.
Which means long hours at Pioneer Mall McDonald's and $$ on Mochaccino.
Si bei no life.
I want to watch The Time Traveler's Wife but seeing how the usual few guys are so busy, I'm either going to end up watching alone or wait till DVD is out.
Maybe I'll watch it if my interviews and COM204 assignment goes well as a reward to myself.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
The most inauspicious post you'll see
in the Seventh month, which is popularly known as the Hungry Ghost Festival month here in Singapore.
Tradition has it that on the seventh month of the Chinese calender, the gates of hell open and all the souls/spirits are given a chance to come back up to see their old world.
Basically they're just checking out ION Orchard, stocking up on the latest movies like 'Ghosts of Girlfriends Past' or 'The Final Destination' ("Haha that's how I died!"). Some just want to see whether or not the Circle line is done("Cannot even suck on my joss-sticks on trains?!Aiya nevermind the fine I got a few billion bucks to spare") and for some, to confirm the rumours below that I may be going down to take over Hades as CEO(Cruelty Enforcement Officer) since I have demonstrated, beyond doubt, overwhelming potential to do it better.
So have you encountered any spirits yet? I hope not. Because I think I have.
Yea. Scary huh. For the past few days I've been feeling like people's watching when I'm walking around.
It's almost like... I'm being followed.
No wonder lah.
Wednesday, September 02, 2009
Where's my Lady Luck
It is rather disheartening to get in touch with a friend whom you remembered was getting engaged, only to have he/she reply you that they're facing complications and might not be going ahead.
Yes I do care about friends. Though I rarely know how to show it.
I've never felt dumber in my life.
Except that time when I slip and fell down. Also except that time I pronounce a word wrongly in class. Oh, and there's also... Ok fine I just felt rather dumb. You get my point.
See, for my COM204 assignment I decided that I'll do a piece on taxi fares, why it hasn't gone down and plans of the taxi companies. So I went ahead and called/emailed all the taxi companies asking for interview.
If you realise the problem with my question it means you're rather sharp.
WHICH TAXI COMPANY WOULD BE WILLING TO TELL A FIRST YEAR JOURNALIST-WANNABE WHAT THE HELL THEY'RE PLANNING TO DO AND WHETHER THEY'LL DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE FARES?
I almost slapped myself when ComfortDelGro had replied me telling me that it's 'competitive' information and they're 'unable to assist'.
Now I'm feeling all dispirited because I thought I was better than that.
Right now I'm turning to a different topic on Environment, and the most important interview I need is being CC-ed around to a few different people. If this one doesn't turn up right I'm going have to turn back to the taxi issue and take a different angle, but that's less interesting.
But if somehow, both environment group and taxi companies REFUSE to let me interview them...
Well. You get to see me going into a bitch-fit and a panic attack.
Shout-out
Let me know if you have any burning questions to ask the taxi companies. Because I'll be trying to get an interview with them.
I'm not being noble. I'm just lacking in questions to ask.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
First assignment in 2 years
Went out for a run to relieve stress from the bomb dropped by the Mistress of Doom that is Bala Rampage.
An innocuous 350-word news report turned out to be recipe for disaster when she declared a one week deadline and demanded transcripts of real-life interview of authoritative people(coupled with pictures).
Seriously lah, this is Singapore lei. Do interview already like torturing them already. Asking them for details after the interview is akin to murdering them. Taking their photos? That's like necrophilia to them.
But after cooling and relaxing a bit, I think there should be a way around this. I mean, 'authoritative', 'real-life interview' are rather subjective don't you think?
