Oh dear, Thailand is in red-hot Tom Yam soup now. Boiling hot soup. Through that action, they probably tarnished their own reputation and told the whole world that Thais were childish and immature. What a terrific PR victory!

Protest the referee’s decision and boycott the match for fifteen minutes? I’ve never seen professional players do that before. Even amateur players know better than to do that. It was quite interesting to see how all those big-shots and head honchos tried to mediate though. They looked extremely out-of-place in their suits and ties.

I wish I was there when the tension reached that level. It was already deafening at home with the stereo amplifying the sound. Imagine the 55000 people combining their voices together. Through the goggle box, I also saw shouting matches and fans being escorted away by Singapore’s finest.

Yes, passions do run very high during football matches, especially when money is concerned.

While watching S-League matches in stadiums, I was often in awe of how the whole stadium can in a split second turn against a referee or player. I recall how often added my voice to the chants of “referee kayu! Referee kayu!” There was some sort of adrenaline rush, some sort of thrill when everyone together with you, start cheering or jeering.

I doubt the fairer sex will understand – after all, it’s just 22 idiotic men chasing a round ball in a rectangular field right?

Thailand will probably punished severely by both Fifa and AFC. I’m unclear of the laws, so let’s just wait. The Thais should have practiced their famous hospitality then.

In my opinion, the entire Thai squad was lucky to come out of the stadium alive. If they had done the same thing in an European Stadium, say, Nou Camp, they would have probably died from the missiles and firecrackers thrown from the crow. Even riots will occur – it’s a package deal.

My father was telling me that in the Malaysia Cup days, the Singapore team had to be escorted in Malaysia by Malaysian police, because rival fans will attempt to attack them. Thailand must protect our players in Thailand – if not, something unpleasant will probably happen.

My image of Thailand of late wasn’t very pleasant. The coup, the allegations, the accusations, the diplomatic tit-for-tat and the patents infringements were hardly positive images.

This Sunday, Singapore FTW! (for the win)

Oh, and are guys sensitive? Maybe I should answer that when I have the time.

PS: I'll get Jon Soh to give me a blow-by-blow account. He was at the stadium watching the match, and apparently, he lost his voice. Haha.

I used to be able to make such decisions with conviction. Black was black, white was white - there was no grey area.

Did I make the right decision today? Hmmm, part of me says yes, the other part says no. Both the tie and badge say that I made the right decision.

I hope so.

Anyway, English lessons are getting more and more retardedly-funny. Ms Chia was discussing with us how to write a letter of complaint, and we ended up digressing to pink, fuchsia(fook-siah!), heterosexuals, homosexuals, bla bla bla. Thirty minutes of laughing.

Did you know that the female teachers in school liked looking at young, hot, strapping guys?

So, our English lesson turned into a lesson which the whole class actively participated in scandalizing the teacher.

"You guys are SO GOOD AT DISTORTING THE TRUTH, TWISTING IT."

Welcome to SJI!

My back and cheeks hurt after the lessons. Too much LOL-ing.

Oh yea, I was listening to my father's Simply Red album, and I thought this song was nice!

"Stars"

Anyone who ever held you
Would tell you the way I'm feeling
Anyone who ever wanted you
Would try to tell you what I feel inside
The only thing I ever wanted
Was the feeling that you ain't faking
The only one you ever thought about
Wait a minute can't you see that I

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

For the man who tried to hurt you
He's explaining the way I'm feeling
For all the jealousy I caused you
States the reason why I'm trying to hide
As for all the things you taught me
It sends my future into clearer dimensions
You'll never know how much you hurt me
Stay a minute can't you see that I

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

Too many hearts are broken
A lover's promise never came with a maybe
So many words are left unspoken
The silent voices are driving me crazy
As for all the pain you caused me
Making up could never be your intention
You'll never know how much you hurt me
Stay can't you see that I

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

Oh, those using WLM, the final version is out...it's v8.1.0178

Finally, it isn't a freaking beta anymore. Vista is set for Singapore release tomorrow, but I doubt I'll buy. The most important reason is $$$$

But Office 2007 is worth it though. It's DAMN NICE, and DAMN GOOD.

Omg, I just said a Windows product was damn good. Shoot me please.

Finally, look at this:

This book is 10 years old, and after flipping through it, I believe that the Prefects 10 years ago would have no problems doing our duty. Hahaha, most of the routine and procedures are largely unchanged.



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Eh, I don't know who to reply to. Haha, I think I replied to you people on MSN or Tagboard or SMS, so, sorry ah!

What an excuse. "I'm busy".

Damnit, I'm also busy and I still try to fork out that time to do this rubbish. I've got more subjects, and I still have to do this shit for you people. If you don't want to cooperate, then go shovel your own shit. Don't ask others to do it.

Model the way? Ha, why should I put it so much effort when the people who do the modelling don't? Shouldn't I follow the bloody example, and say that "I'm busy" whenever I'm asked to do something?

I'm merely following the leader. What's wrong with that?

Piece of shit.

The debaters on The Arena are kns. I know I’m in no position to comment since I’ve not qualifications, but it was horrific hearing the debaters trip over the words and make all sorts of pronunciation errors. If I had tuned into TV midway through the show, I would have no idea who was from the proposition, and who was from the opposition. No one seems to hold the fort; no one seems to launch a siege.

I think the only nice part was the criticism from the judges – it was really good, and Adrian Pang’s hosting.

Alamak, CMI leh. Or maybe I watch too many of those old SIA-sponsored debate already. Hahaha, those were really good!

Anyway, I guess I’m really lucky – I came back from the doctor and he said that my back injury wasn’t a spinal injury. Phew. I nearly died from pain during PE, and during recess when JPK put his knee into back. Ouch, ****!

Oh, and cloud-watching is retarded. I wanted to read Lee’s Lieutenants, but ended up listening, and talking. Haha, I guess I’ll have to find time another day. There’s a quote inside by Devan Nair which I was quite thought-provoking, “but like all the best captains at the end of the game, they come to believe that they scored all the goals themselves.” I guess one has to respect, recognize and reward his teammates.

Update: Wah lao, wah lao, wah lao. The debaters are like flies buzzing around my ear. WHAT THE HECK TALKING YOU? (I would have been fined 10 cents if I said that in class :p)

I’ll reply to tag another time, for now, watch this video. We were reading Martin Luther’s speech (IN CHINESE) and it was quite inspiring.

(Click to enlarge)

I spotted this in Straits Times, Home H5. And in school, Ms Chia asked us who was interested to be part of the 60, and I put down my name.

It sounds fun. =)

Oh yeah, you can nominate your fathers/brothers. Haha, and who wants to bet with me that those people who appeared in the tribute video, will appear in the book?

We sound heroic fighting for the underdog =) HHHHEEERRRROOOOOOOOO!

I just finished watching the movie that Mrs J lent me on Friday, and it's pretty awesome and inspirational. It's easy to see why it got the 4 Oscars, including best picture.

Certainly one of the best inspirational shows I've watched, although it's quite sad that Liddell had to die doing missionary work in China.

Indeed, it's "a rare, intelligent, beautiful movie. A thoroughly rewarding experience." - Bob Thomas, Associated Press.


Original one lah. Haha, the quality is quite good for a 1981 movie.

I finally got my earphones - today, not yesterday night.


Creative EP-630. I know some of you will probably go, "WTF! Creative! What's your problem?"

But, I'm perfectly fine. In fact, this is a real steal, because the Creative EP-630 and the Sennheiser CX-300 are made by the same company, have the same design and specifications. The CX-300 is $129, and I got the EP-630 at $45.

Isn't that a steal?

This is the CX-300, and it's EXACTLY THE SAME. Besides the connectors and cables.

There's plenty of debate online between these two, Google it if you want to read. Haha.

Here's a review anyway:

Creative EP630 | Overall Rating: 4.5 stars
MSRP: $69. Can be had for cheaper during Creative fairs.
Package includes: EP630 earphone, 3 pairs of ear tips in small, medium and large sizes.
Status: Still using them. Got them for $50 from a member here. Cannot resist the price!

Design/cord: 4 stars
Creative’s EP630 is a single 1.2m long ‘Y’ cord earphone with a straight shape gold plated plug. Traditional style, no frills design. The earpiece is just a roundish little piece with a little stem attached. The earphone and stem is small and short enough to be worn upside down with the cables looping over your ears like how you will wear a Westone or Shure. The cable design is; twin wire jointed/glued together to form one instead of a single cylindrical type you see on all the In-Ears above. They look uglier to me and can get quite twisty. The straight shape plug is quite low profile. It juts out about 1.9cm from the player.

Sound Quality: 4 stars
For first impressions, the EP-630 is the most impressive of the lot because of the strong bass that will immediately capture your attention. It has very strong tight bass, as good, or even better than the EX71. Clear midrange and treble but not as good as the HJE50 or LMX-E630. One can say that it’s a bit heavy on the low end, similar to EX71 but a lot clearer and more prominent midrange. Strongest bass in this line up. After listening a bit, its midrange is a bit recessed, perhaps overwhelmed by its bass. Treble rolled off. The EP-630 is an aggressive earphone. It can sound 'very in your head' to some. For rock/techno music, it can pound your head to bits! The earphones feel like its vibrating and moving air.

Built Quality: 3 stars
Cheapo looking cable. It is thin and looks fragile. This is Creative’s legendary lousy built quality. Cut cost, cut corners. The sound nozzle is covered by a metal mash instead of paper like most of the earphones reviewed. Small, fine ear wax can get into the driver and clog it up. The drivers are housed in a roundish plastic shell with a little rubbery stem attached. The EP630 is the smallest earphone in this line up.

Comfort/Ear Tips: 4 stars
Very soft and poor quality ear tips but very comfortable. Comfort levels will be as good as the Sony's only if the ear tips are of better quality. They don’t have the classy finish of a Sony ear tip.

Isolation levels: 5
It isolates as well as the EX71 and HJE50. I think the design of the earpiece and stem helps.

Suitable for:
Dance, rock and metal songs and players that have a weak bass output. If you like bass, this is the one to go for. An additional plus point is its single 1.2m cord length and will suit 'Y' cord lovers.

I can't get used to those earphones yet - they block out quite a lot of ambient noise, so it feels a bit weird. Which also means I can't bring it to jogging, in case some retard rings the bell, cannot brake, and crashes into me.

Oh, and I discovered something - Van Halen isn't noisy at all! Hahaha, I always thought it was all shredding guitars, and I only listened to it to hear the guitar prowess. I guess I was mistaken.

Here's Van Halen's Can't Stop Loving You. *Some scenes might be unsuitable for you ah. Don't complain. But most of you will click lah.*

I guess I can no longer say "wait for the schedule to come out lah," because the damn schedule came out on Friday. Which effectively means I can no longer procrastinate and not mug.

What a downer. It effectively ruins my weekend.

12 Feb: Physics + Amaths
13 Feb: Elective + Biology
14 Feb: Emaths + Chemistry (OMG)
15 Feb: Geography 2234

Basket.

Oh ya, I've tendered my resignation and I'm no longer going to do Morning Assembly duty, so, don't ask me to help you play any tracks. Just a few problems about me doing duty unofficially =) It also means I've got time to erm, "revise my work" before assembly starts.

On Friday, I think we wrote ourselves into a chapter of the PB's history. Haha, for the first time in a million years, we celebrated the birthday of a Prefect. After assembly, we were stuffing ourselves with frozen ice-cream with 2 minutes to the bell. Frickin' cold, but super nice. I mean, got so many extra ingredients right? :p

Oh, the money for the ice-cream came from the school community. How nice of them!

If you haven't noticed, the previous 3 paragraphs started with 'O'.


UPDATE:

Boohoohoo. My favourite pair of earphones just went to heaven. I was walking along RI (must be the aura there la) and the right earphone had to die. I'm positive it died, because the spare pair of audio-technicas say so.


I know they don't look cool, but it's damn good if you want to suan those Apple users because frankly, this has much better bass and mid-range than those Apple stock phones. Alamak, but these are earphones, and the source is MP3, so I shan't bitch about sound quality.

Sigh. But, 旧的不去；新的不来 right? My mother has agreed to sponsor her son, so I'm going to get off the computer and go buy a new set of earphones.

No la, I won't buy those super-ex ones, because I find it useless - I only use the player outdoors please.

One last thing - I get a lil' pissed when those twits come to me and say that their handphone has sennheiser headphones, and hi-fi quality sound. Laugh out loud. If that's hi-fi, then why do people pay hundreds of thousands for a stereo?

Have you heard a real hi-fi before?

I think I should simply stop being nice and not entertain all the requests. Otherwise, that cake box of dvds deplete really fast, and it's really irritating having to trek all the way to SLS to buy a new spindle.

2 hour 40 minutes more before The Queen is fit.

I was walking along the corridor besides the track with Roth.

I said, “eh, I heard Bryan also kenna the conjunctivitis thing”.

He replied, “aiya, that guy horny la, whole day stare at girls that’s why got this thing”

I replied, “wah lao, if he whole day stare, then you stare at what ah, can get blurred vision one.”

Haha, it’s rather retarded. I wonder what Roth was looking at for such a long time in order to get this kind of eye sickness. That’s up to your imagination.

Anyway, during SLA today, Mr Tan talked about Habitat for Humanity again. It sounds mighty interesting, going to Batam to help build houses for the poor. Alastair, Ian and I are REALLY interested. Hmmm, it sounds cool, building a REAL HOUSE for someone to stay in.

The head of HFH Singapore will be coming down on 1^st Feb to give a talk, and those who are interested can go to LT1 at 2.30pm. Be careful though, all the teachers will be there. Haha. I heard 4 teachers have indicated their interest.

I’m going to autograph the house that I built if I’m going.

In fact, I think going to Batam and building houses is definitely much more meaningful than OBS. Not that OBS sucked, but I thought at least through this project, you can see someone benefiting from your work.

A ship in harbour is safe, but that's not what ships are built for. That's why must go Batam and build la.

Website of Habitat for Humanity Singapore: http://www.habitat.org.sg/

I think I can go enroll in NS now. People defer, but I think I can go in earlier after looking at how the barber MUTILATED by hair. It's so damn short, I think if I spike it to the max tomorrow, the teachers will still think it's fine.

Ouccchhhhh. But it's super shiok when the breeze comes, so I'm not really complaining.

Anyway, tomorrow's our informal photoshoot. I was talking to Wilson and he agreed to bring his army of lenses, polarizers, filters, tripods, bla bla bla. Muahahaha. We're going to do creative shots, and not those uber-ugly passport photos.

You know, abstract?

(But you can always, ahem, Boratisize the photo.)

Oh yeah, added pictures in my previous post!

I think I need to go for a hearing check. In fact, most of us will have to go for a check after yesterday. Eugene was in so much pain, he decided that he will never want to go to a co-ed school. At the dinner table, we were wincing every time that high-pitched wall of voices hit a peak.

I guess we aren’t used to it.

“Do you boys play such games during orientation or camps too?”

“NO!”

Anyway, we spent most of our time sitting in front of the TV playing Xbox, and I simply have no luck with console FPS. I was totally humiliated in Halo 2 la. Oh well, at least the racing games weren’t that bad.

Oh , and I have to say this: I’VE NEVER SEEN AN SJI BOY MEASURING HIS LEG HAIR. I can’t remember which teacher said that to them, but I know I’ve never heard of that teacher in school before.

*Some question about a teacher saying that we measure our friggin’ leg hair in class*

“No way!”

“Yes way!”

What the heck. Seriously, I’ve never seen that before. We don’t even have the time to stand-up and greet the teacher.

Get the pictures from Sam – I’m too tired to write anymore.

OH, “WHERE’S SEAN?” Hahaha, that question was repeated a million times yesterday.

More next time! I've got guests coming!

Here are the supposedly unglam picts, but who cares, they don't look so awful. I mean, posed shots are a little fake sometimes. Haha.

---> Eugene, Ian, Moi, Nat, Zachary

John Paul and Marcus were ENGROSSED in blowing up each other.
Ummm, Tabitha. I think I spelt it correctly. (Her voice is damn high and loud man. She was like yelling and I was cringing.)
Zachary!
I don't know what happened. Maybe ____ appeared on TV or smth. Hahaha.
Food. We ate very little =) And the donuts are like dangerous. Marcus stuffed one in my mouth while I was racing, so I was half-choking.
Erm, gossip session?
Look down into the camera!
THEY WERE PHOTO-WHORING WITH MY HANDPHONE. MY PHONE IS NOW FILLED WITH ALL KINDS OF PICTURES. I'LL UPLOAD LATER.
Melvin's butt crack. Haha. His hands la!
Nathalie + JPK. Top photo-whores.
He loves himself a lot.


OUT!

Hahaha. It comes so timely, it is almost godsend. Now, that really adds fuel + kerosene and all sorts of flammable stuff into the fire. I think we're going to have fun speculating, and then I'll choke on my food during recess next week.

Speculate, or whatever.

The point is, the fire will really make that teriyaki smoked chicken really smoked.

But in the process of speculating, fact is reduced, and fiction is gained.

Too bad lah.

Muahahahahahaha.

Speculate!

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Sam: What's give chance? :p

TGY: HAIZ. Haha, sixteen. You're freaking old =)

glenville: MAKE HIM SQUEAL!

Po: Rock, rocks.

Boss: Noted! Leave Nexus behind..

dawn: OKAAAYYYY!

hansel: Yea, Joe Satriani. Ian's trying to make me play another e.guit song, but that'll really put me in hot soup man. No hair = Alan Johnson. Haha.

Bel: IT WAS DAMN SHIOK!

"Boys, you have 3 minutes to reflect," said Mrs Tan. We were having PSE and she was going through that Portrait of a Josephian at Graduation thingy, and the Taking Stock module.

1 minute later, I looked around and saw everyone lying on their desks and taking a nap.

40 minutes later, I woke up. Omg. This is the first time I fell asleep in class for so long man - I was that tired. It was a great power-nap though. Haha, and 3 minutes later, the dismissal bell rang. Ooops.

I didn't get scolded though =) In fact, she said "wah, some of you had a very good nap right?", which I think she was being sarcastic.

Oh well, it probably won't happen again. Probably.

I swear Kendrick will be the first person to drive me mad with the procedures, processes and red-tape.

I didn't know Jeremy (short) screams like a girl. It really sounded like a damsel in distress, that kind of high-pitched scream that makes your hair stand.

I was fencing with the taller Jeremy in 431 when shortfart had to push me from behind. I was pointing the blade downwards, and because of the push, I thrusted the blade at John Paul's ____.
That hurt lah, and JP got rather pissed-off. He thought I was doing it on purpose.

Nevermind, witnesses on the scene saved me. We ganged-up on shortie, and the rest is a bit graphic to describe lah. Basically Ian held him, JP attacked him, I poked relentlessly and the rest did all sorts of weird things to him.

He was lying on the class floor squealing away. LOL. He got totally violated, or in the casual slang, raped.

Awwwww. AHHHHHH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It really sounded like a girl screaming - even those outside the classroom were like, "wtf?"

Anyway, in the morning, the music that I played received feedback again. I was playing Joe Satriani's Satch Boogie, and Mr Sirhan came in and we had this brief conversation.

"Wah, today Joe Satriani ah? Ian Chai's CD is it?"
"No la, my one."
"You listen to Joe Satriani also?"
"A little bit.."
"Haha. You trying to give the teachers heart attack early in the morning is it?"

Where got heart attack! Okay la, the school speakers suck, so the music probably sounded crappy.

Then after that, Mr Liew came in.

"Eh, no rock."
"Okay."

Oh. I had to switch to some variation of Canon in D by Bond called Lullaby. Lullllaaaabbbyyyyy early in the morning.

That will really make you sian.

Here's the song that was played this morning:



For once, a pro guitarist with short hair.

I was stressed to hell, and suffered great pain after that.

Prior to entering the chiropractor’s room, I was on my mobile phone for 20 freaking minutes, I thought the left side of my brain was being toasted because the phone was becoming hot. Basically, I was er, trying to negotiate for CNY performances lah. The main problem is the teachers. Sometimes I wish we can just bypass the teachers.

That’ll probably make life much easier for a stage manager like me who isn’t going to be paid.

Hmmm, but I think it’s rather possible to invite them over to perform. I will need to talk to the teachers about a MULTITUDE of things, and in CHINESE at that. If you see an awkwardly-gesturing human outside the staff room, it’s probably Edwin.

I’ll elaborate on CNY performances next time – there’s still plenty of time.

After the long long long phone call, I entered some torture chamber which I wrote briefly about here: http://ed-t.blogspot.com/2006/07/eventful-day.html

Basically it was an old injury and they did the same treatment. I was grimacing and wincing in pain while lying on that bed. Ouch. I’ll probably have to go for a repeat therapy on Saturday, which also effectively means that I can’t take part in Interclass Rugby.

Oh well, we’ll probably own in soccer but get our asses kicked in rugby. I’m only interested in the dragon-boating thing. My name’s already down =) (Enthu right?)

And, what a pleasant surprise, SIA has replied to my feedback which I sent last year. I’ll write about it next time.

See you!

Bleddy maluating error.

I think I have the dubious distinction of making the first major blooper of the year. We arranged the pile of cds in the office during assembly, and they HAD TO FALL ON THE OFFICE MICROPHONE SWITCH WHILE ANNOUNCEMENTS WERE BEING MADE.

OMG.

The chime suddenly played while the teacher was giving announcements. Like, SHIT. I couldn't turn it off because that would cut him off, and neither did it help that Bro and the first drum major was laughing away in the office.

I heard that some of the boys could hear them laughing from the tracks because of the microphone.

Sigh, in the end, I had to turn it off and that chime played again. Mr. Chan came in and was like "wahhhh laooooo, Edwin! that one very big error! what happened!" Then he punched me on the face. (Not a real punch, duh).

Roth said, "what happened ah? you all playing inside ah?" (For the record, I was the only one inside, and I wasn't suppose to do that duty).

I can't remember what Michael said.

Then during recess, while in the HOL office, Mr. Chan had to bring it up again.

Ahhhhhh. I'll never hear the end of it. I think I better tape the switch next time.

On the bright side, a lot of people are addicted to the Godfather theme now because of the airtime we gave it.

On the darker (sadder) side, today is the last inaugural service that I will have to attend in SJI.

Pictures of the inaugural service will come later, although some of them are disgusting spastic retarded shots of Eugene acting gay/emo.

The english lesson was funny. We couldn't stop laughing out loudly, and the only thing Ms. Chia could do was to stand there and roll her eyes again and again. Haha, I wasn't even listening to the compre answers at all. (I've only seriously listened once :p ).

Then again, despite the fun, some people still managed to sleep though.

Makes you wonder what they did last night.

PSE was that leadership talk again, but today was a bit scary. Halfway, Mr. Tan brought up the topic of his mother and suddenly stopped. I think he was trying to stop himself from crying or something, but for that 1 minute, the whole LT was so silent, the only thing you can hear was the air-con whirring away.

Somehow, this still shows that everyone has vulnerabilities right?

I don't really agree with some of the points in the talk...I mean, you can't be a great leader just by reading a lot of leadership books, or by following the seven habits religiously, or by adhering strictly to the 10 points of servant leadership.

Great leaders only appear in times of turmoil. That's my opinion.

Oh, and apparently there's a breakout of conjunctivitis in school across the sec 2, sec 3 and sec 4 levels, so watch out man!

I barely remember this week, as everything just passed like that, lor. Let me start by writing about the things that I remember the most.

CURSE OF THE GOLDEN FLOWER.

I watched the show on Friday night with my parents, and it was quite a bad show in my opinion. I don't get what Zhang Yimou is trying to say. The movie just goes on like that, and the only nice part was the attempted coup.

Of course, if you're a chee ko pek, you HAVE TO watch this movie.

BATTLE OF WITS.

I watched this show for the second time on Friday night. Definitely one of my favourite chinese movies. The war tactics, deceit, strategy and all were interesting.

RAIN.

The rain has both pros and cons.

Pros: You can skip the 2.4km run during PE, but you end up doing perverted conditioning exercises.

Cons: You can't play music during assembly. You get soaked while going home. Cars splash water at you for fun. You get poorer because you took a cab home.

After detention duty on Friday, I tried calling a cab for 40 minutes and I was put on hold for SUPER LONG, and in the end, they couldn't get a cab. Damn. Luckily, I managed to postpone my tuition. Marcus and I decided to walk out, and Sean, who was without an umbrella wanted to share.

Obviously we didn't share with him. He threatened to complain, and indeed, it complained to someone.

Check out the SMS I got later:

"HELLO marcus! HELLO edwin! I heard you bullied sean today! Tsk. Hahaha :) The rain's SO HEAVYYY, next time SHARE UMBRELLAS OKAY!"

I replied:

"Umbrella too small..." Which was quite true.

Lone person walking in front. We were trying to teach him a lesson for being a ____.

*REMOVED*

Someone got dirty, and wet too. Kept complaining about the hair too. Big deal, you're going home!

Anyway, I managed to hail a cab and it was the new Ssangyong 7-seater. =)

Someone got pissed.

don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
don't put those two lah WALAO SO FUGLY !
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
DON'T BE VAIN LAH
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
THEN TAKE DOWN THOSE TWO AND DON'T PUT ANY
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
DON'T WANT. I NEED TO ILLUSTRATE MY POINT.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
THEY DON'T LOOK BAD
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
):
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
then put the one you sent me up if you wanna put those two.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
NAH
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
CASE CLOSED OKAY?
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
NO.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
OKAY, ARGUE NEXT TIME?
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
NO.
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
EHHH CUMMON LAH.
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
i'l blog GOOD THINGS ABOUT YOU ON MY BLOG AHAHHAA.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
IN MY DREAMS.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- green tie association says:
bye!
don't play play ! // ain't no muthafucka. says:
WALAO YOU'RE BEING DAMN FUCKER YOU KNOW.

It degenerates, so I won't paste anymore. Just toying around a little, and he lost his temper. Sigh, the negotiating table isn't meant for some people.

I'll remove it soon la.

ROTH THE WEREDOG.

I think Roth became a weredog, because after our admin meeting, he suddenly kept woofing and lost the ability to speak a language comprehensible to human kind. I got a video! But I won't put it online. We'll screen it next time =) Good things must be shared.

I got witnesses too. Ask Stuart, Marcus and Sharidan. They were there too.

MORNING ASSEMBLY.

As part of Ian's grand plan, morning assembly songs have to be uplifting, catchy and happy. Everyone seemed to be happy with the choice of songs, but our neighbour isn't. HE COMPLAINED (AGAIN) and now, we can't broadcast to the whole school. We have to play to selected areas only. Sigh.

I'm going to experiment with psycho-aural warfare. If there's a test coming, maybe I'll play something emo to make everyone sad.

COUSIN'S BDAY.

We went to Plaza Hotel to celebrate my cousin's birthday, and we had fun playing with the huge chocolate fountain. Sorry, the pictures are still with another cousin. I'll get them soon. There are some in my phone though.

EMO specs?
Super-fresh drunken prawn. They catch it live out of the tank and dip it into hot soup. Reminds me of the Marina BBQ places. Shiok!

Ice-cream ball wrapped in super-nice bitter chocolate. Get a ball of ice-cream, poke a satay stick and roll it in the chocolate fountain. Heavenly.

Too much chocolate to spare, so I was doing chocolate art.

Just to tell you where you are now.

Uber-late Christmas card.

I just received an online Christmas card from Dharlynnie, which was sent on 28 December 2006. Woah. Thanks anyway! Perhaps it got lost 20000 leagues under the sea after the earthquake and finally found its way.

Bye!

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Tag Replies:

Roth: That's MUSHY. I agree with it in essence, but those words ah, keep it for someone else can?

MT: Told you.

NAT: Don't remind me! Hmmm, today's papers got a good article on it.

Lim: Cannot! Got vocals.

Sam: Saya tak-boleh do descriptive essays. Expo rocks!

Jeffrey: =) Pass you the disc soon.

Bel: A LOT. I AGREE.

Marcus: SIAN MAN. You can't get a cab even if you have the cash.

TGY: I don't mind, but the school minds. The songs have to be instrumental - no voices in it, or lyrics so to speak. Unless you can get me the instrumental one?

I was creating the PB organisational structure just now, and I pressed the wrong button, so it exported ALL my layers as PDF. I had to stone there while it created 80 pdf files. Ouch.


More later. Homework looks enticing.

Blasting James Bond and Mission Impossible during morning assembly is damn fun.

This is your DDDEEEEEEEEEJAAAYYYY here! The playlist tomorrow will probably be Pink Panther and the Godfather theme. After that, I'm not too sure. If I'm really bored, maybe Beethoven's Fifth Symphony.

My post here has no focus, no aim, so it's just your usual run-of-the-mill rant. School was okay. I think I'm getting back into the momentum of things. Bi-weekly Chinese exams! Woot. This is my second year doing it. Boring, except that this time, it doesn't have the stinking ammonia smell that was so pungent in 331.

The rest of the lessons were, like that lor. *Shrugs*. Mrs. Tan gave me a cupcake she baked though. It's freaking nice! DELICIOUS. And she used margarine, not butter. She said she will try some 'bla bla bla' brand Dutch butter next time.

I'm waiting!

Prefects' Assembly was very much the usual PA. I still don't like it. It's mostly like a briefing or presentation. The Exco stands there, gives their piece, and after a while, home sweet home!

How can? Anyway, prefects, there's a thread on the PA in the forum, so go post there.

Oh, haha, we had our website presentation and I can say everyone was quite in awe. Ego boost! Even the male teachers said it was magnificent, wonderful, beautiful or something. That's a bit hard to hear in school.

The best part was the mobile.sjipb.com That was really the icing on the cake. "Wah" *mimics the mouth hanging agape*

They pulled out their PDAs and phones and started trying out. It works okay!

On a heavier note (is there such an expression?), what the new set of PMs said, and what Mr. Jude Tan said was quite thought-provoking. Our attire, our flag-raising standard, and a lot of other things.

It takes time to change things, but at least, I can say that we have finally turned the ship in the right direction. Last year was horrible, especially around August and November. The ship was in the storm and headed for the rocks, but it's much better now.

I hear homework calling my name again, so, bye!

Thanks for the tags again, people. Talk to you people in school yeah?


PS: PHOTOS OF THE CAMP PLEASE. There's already a request on the forum. This is a duplicate one. We only have Gautham, Francis and my photos. Any more?

Thank you for the tags, people. I'm perfectly fine, no worries. We must always look on the bright side of life right? At least I don't miss 3 fridays of lessons. Ouch.

Anyway, I wrote something in school on Friday while I was feeling extremely down. I thought it was quite a waste to bin it, so, here it is.

Was it worth it?

All that effort, was it worth it?
All that hard work, was it worth it?
All that time spent, was it worth it?
All that shouting to maintain order, was it worth it?
All that enthusiasm, was it worth it?
All that sacrifice, was it worth it?
All that pain, was it worth it?
All that friction, was it worth it?
All that sweat, was it worth it?
All that endurance, was it worth it?
All that tolerance, was it worth it?

Sometimes, life isn’t fair. It slaps you in the face and makes a mockery of all the hard work that you have put in. While you slog away and try to keep everyone safe, make everything run smoothly, others laze around and yet reap more benefits than you.

Why should I put in that extra effort? It is not worth it, right?

I was asked for advice in running a game, and I thought my answer was rather apt. “Who gives a fvck?” I might have hurt Kenneth, but my conscience remains clear. I’ve already said that I will not help, and I stand by my decision.

You might think that I am being self-centered and selfish.

I don’t pretend that I am a saint or a holy person who does not work for rewards. I am ruthlessly pragmatic. You reap what you sow. When I sow something, I expect to reap something.

The reward does not have to be monetary in nature. Just a smile, or a thank-you, or some appreciation, or some credit would have done nicely.

But no, you’re telling me that the way to be a ___ is to just sit at the steps and see which girl is pretty, while the idiots try to get everything done.

Give me an automatic and I will turn SJI into Columbine High School.

Embrace the insanity.

I was really feeling awful, so I probably sounded like a psychopath with that last two lines.

Oh, and I think Office 2007 in black is really cool. Plus you can directly copy your text to blogger without encountering those hideous meta tags that produce weird symbols.



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Tag Replies:

One word to all except Glenville, Thanks!

Glenville: The short one.

When I first entered SJI, I was like a lost sheep, unsure of everything. Whereas the CBS boys seemed to know each other, the rest of us from the non-affiliated schools were left to fend for ourselves. A group of people helped ease our entry into SJI. They were friendly, warm and caring. I remember vividly Pi Xiang and Vignesh. They were so easy to get along with, it was as if I had known them since time immemorial.

This group of people gave me a wonderful impression of SJI right from the start, and I made it one of my main goals in SJI to be in this group. No, this group of people wasn’t the prefects. I was already a prefect back in primary school. The thought of wearing a tie the whole day for the next four years made me nauseous. Wearing a tie for two years was a torture. Add another four years, that’s hell.

But as I write this, I am already in secondary four and I’ve already worn that tie for three years and counting.

Now, what’s that group of people that I’m talking about? I won’t mention the two words here as it still pains me to hear it. Although I had a brief one-year stint with them, and the opportunity to help lead in the extremely self-enriching SYFOC, the thought of not being able to continue and carry on helping out hurts me greatly.

To me, it is like telling me that I am never going to have the chance to achieve that goal I set so resolutely in secondary one. The fact that most of my friends still have the chance to continue, whereas I can’t , is still something that I am unable to stomach. Whenever they talk about it, I rarely speak; I often remain silent. Perhaps they don’t notice it, but to me, it’s the equivalent of rubbing salt into my wounds. Tomorrow, and the next two weekends will be awful --- most of them will be away, and I will have to be the useless one not being able to lend a hand.

Some of the ___ however, are full of malicious intent. They always hit below the belt, hit you when you are down, and whenever the chance arrives, they rub copious amounts of salt into the wound that will never heal. “I’m a ___! You aren’t!”

Screw you, bastard!

It has been almost four months since the results got announced, and you’ll probably think that I would have gotten over it. Yes, I did, but this sense of being a reject, being down and out has crept back. Maybe it’s because January is the peak month of activity for the ___.

Mrs. Tan, my form tutor, said that we should all strive to leave SJI without any regrets. Life in SJI has been great, has been wonderful. But this thing will forever stick out like a sore thumb. This thing will probably be the only regret that I will carry out of SJI with me.

I really wanted that shirt with the collar!

But as Poon said to me, “what is not meant for you, isn’t for you.”

Give me some peace, grant me some calm.

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The bloody irony of things. When I signed into WLM after posting this, a goddamn ___ had to ask for help. Well, I'll help, but consider this my last and final contribution. Here's the conversation:

JEREMY. says:
edwin
JEREMY. says:
can you help me download 2 songs
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
where are you?
JEREMY. says:
at home
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
ok
JEREMY. says:
i'm not staying over at sch
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
it's for peer support?
JEREMY. says:
'there you'll be' faith hill
JEREMY. says:
'forever young' rod stewart
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
it's for peer support?
JEREMY. says:
yea
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
should i help?
JEREMY. says:
THEN?!
JEREMY. says:
wth!
JEREMY. says:
hahah
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
i...got some problems with the psb
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
but i'll still send you
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret sends:


JEREMY. says:
hahaha. thanks-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
i ripped from my album
JEREMY. says:
the other one?
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
wait
JEREMY. says:
'forever young' rod stewart
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
i go get my cd
JEREMY. says:
alright. thanks =D
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
the rod stewart song is wma
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
no prob right?
JEREMY. says:
can
JEREMY. says:
do you have 'thank you' by westlife?
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret sends:


-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
i can get
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
but haiz
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
the psb can help itself what
JEREMY. says:
alamak, can help me pls
JEREMY. says:
hahaha.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
_|_ psb
JEREMY. says:
they're in sch, can't get internet
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
bullshit
JEREMY. says:
EH.
JEREMY. says:
haha.
JEREMY. says:
can help me get pls =)
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
let me clear my mind first
Transfer of "01 There You'll Be.mp3" is complete.

Transfer of "09 Forever Young (1996).wma" is complete.

-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
cant find
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
sorry
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
tell them go hunt themselves
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
and that this is my last contribution.
-! EdWiN://ed-t.blogspot.com !- the regret says:
good night.
JEREMY. says:
okay
JEREMY. says:
thanks


I think you know what ___ means, and what are the two words.

It’s only the second day of school, and I think I’m going to collapse under the titanic workload. I nearly collapsed this time, from hunger. That’ll be a first. Looking on the brighter side, maybe it’ll help burn up all the fat.

The inaugural committee meeting was hell. The planned one hour meeting extended to a full-blow two and a half hour meeting. Crap, I was dying inside the staff room. It sucks brainstorming to teachers. You can’t give crap --- the ideas that you come up with will have to be filtered before you voice them out. Otherwise…

Must the Chinese New Year celebrations be so fantastic? Most of the students will have their minds on some LAN shop nearby, they’ll hardly pay attention to the performance. But I’ll bet that they will go ooohing and aaahing if we succeed in hiring that guy to perform. I won’t say his name because, firstly, we can’t confirm, and secondly, we’ll be besieged with requests from people wanting to join our celebrations.

We’ll have to depend on Roth if we want to raise the school to a fever pitch.

On the other hand, I vehemently protest against the amount of work dumped on MediaComm. It’s unfair! The Admin and Affairs teams get to shake their legs in comfort, while we have to slog away. I’ll make sure we discuss our compensation instead of the website next time.

And there’s like another mega project coming up. It’s not yet confirmed, but it’ll probably be. More work again. Sigh. Show me the money! (If you want a nice project, we really need the money for the equipment.) At least we get to hire and fire at will.

“You’re fired!”

I wish I had Trump’s cash. I don’t want the hairstyle though.

I’ll probably be fired if I don’t get on with my work, so, good bye!

I'm going to contradict my post about 2007 by saying today was an awful day. I can hardly be enthusiastic about it. I know 10 months is rather short, but wah lao, FIRST DAY GOT SO MUCH HOMEWORK ALREADY. It makes me feel lousy.

As usual, they said things about how this year is important, bla bla bla, and how they will accelerate and finish the curriculum by Term 2. They also said the homework load will be doubled or even tripled. So I'll probably post like once in a full moon next time.

Even Macbeth has a freaking workbook now, and almost the entire class was struck dumb by the questions inside because frankly, no one bothered to touch the book over the holidays. But at least that workbook looks mighty useful. The notes, character analysis, themes, bla bla bla are all written in detail, and the essays are from some ang moh university (bloody cheem).

But it still sucks having a workbook. Lit was slack last year. It looks horrific now.

Homework aside, the school structure appears to have a change too. 3 Deputy Principals and 1 Assistant Principal. Brother is no longer a principal - he's a Brother President. Hmmm, and we have new Prefect Masters too. Mr. Liew and Mr. Chan have taken over Mr. Tan.

Perhaps the ponchos might come in useful.

I also had a change in teachers - the full geography and biology teachers were changed. Oh well, the sad thing is, Mrs Chan (the f.geog teacher) already knows me damn well, so it's like Edwin here and there. I didn't help myself when I had to answer 'niao' when she said female teachers are more ____ about filing.

"Edwin, you want to die is it?"

Sigh.

I need to rush that assignment in the Physics workbook, do the maths stuff, finish the chinese text, read geog and compare whether Saddam is the modern Macbeth, so, see you! Btw, they put Einstein on the cover again. I thought Newtonian physics were more important than Einsteinian physics in O levels.

Oh, Einstein is REALLY SHORT. I met him in Madame Tussauds and he's like until my cheeks only.

Bye!


PS: Don't message me for the next few days - I'm sending my phone to Nokia care.

Fuck.

Fbzr crbcyr pna arire or shpxvat gehfgrq sbe gurve ragver shpxvat yvsr.

Now I'm pissed.

[10.23pm]

Thanks for the calming words people. I've regained my composure.

Just a question. Why the hell do we need a conscience for?

We ushered in 2007 without much fanfare. After all, half the world is still plunged in uncertainty. You probably wouldn't know if you don't read the papers, but plainly, 2007 doesn't look extremely bright. We're extremely lucky to be able to sit in front of this contraption and pound away. As usual, most of us take it for granted. What about the people in Somalia? In Iraq? In the other places of the world where they still live below the poverty line?

Many people have written their 2007 resolutions, or 2006 reflections. It's not wrong to reflect, but to continually gripe about how 2006 flew past, how you regretted not doing this, and ultimately grumbling about how 2007 will be an awful year is something that I find rather unsettling.

The milk has already been spilled my dear.

Can't we all just leave the bad things of 2006 behind and embrace 2007 with renewed vigour, zest and passion? For most of us, the O' Levels are just around the corner. 10 months for 4 years of work. Wonderful, isn't it?

My big plan for 2007 is to smile and take life by the horns. It's rather cliche to say this, but you are the one in control of your own life. It's really up to you to decide whether you want to make 2007 a memorable and wonderful year.

Can we greet 2007 enthusiastically instead of moaning about it?

After all, Charles Schwab said, "Man can succeed at almost anything for which he was unlimited enthusiasm."

Just a random thought: The school will definitely pepper us with pep talks.