Monday, October 20, 2014

I had a dream to write regularly on this blog. Just goes to show that some dreams come true, while others are never meant to be.

Cambridge, the true important dream though, has been realised :)

Initially, the whole place seemed magical - I felt like I was in a consistent dreamlike state, constantly dwelling on the fact that this would be my main home for the next three years. There were many wondrous and exciting experiences and discoveries in Cambridge -  punting down the Backs on a beautiful sunny afternoon (a rare sight in cloudy old Cambridge), matriculation day (where I learnt that dear Hughes Hall is so informal that no one bat an eye when someone wore a hoodie to matriculation day), the discovery that there exists legitimate and authentic Asian food in Cambridge (one of the most shocking revelations of all time).

Then there was unexpectedly, for me, bike riding - a "uniquely" Cambridge activity. Apparently, punting is not the only activity the typical Cambridge student does. I never thought myself an avid cyclist, but there is something truly exhilarating, perhaps dangerously so, about zipping down narrow crowded streets, navigating traffic (some cars, the occasional lorry, the impatient cyclists, the flippant pedestrians), while taking in the sights and sounds and smells of a sunny and hmm...fresh morning in Cambridge. Night riding has its own allure - generally you're the only one on the road. It's solitary, but it's a great time to be at peace with yourself and to just enjoy being alive, as the cold night air caresses your cheeks on you journey on those long windy (and wind-y), roads.

Riding a bike could be one of the fondest memories of my life in Cambridge.

Sadly though, such free days do come to an end. With lectures, supervisions and essays looming, settling into Cambridge has been a true test of time management and priority setting abilities. A whole host of activities are presented (or rather shoved in your face). Between studying and socializing and settling in (admin nonsense) and more studying and staying in contact with people and even more goddamn studying, there really isn't almost any time left to do other things (like update this blog, hah).

Sometimes, it's kind of sad; there are hard choices one has to make: old friends vs new friends EVERYTHING ELSE being a key point of contention. I feel I've been neglecting many friends in Singapore - not just mere acquaintances, but friends who are dear to me and worth keeping too (sorry JY if you're reading this :((( . On reflection, I think it's a time management problem; for some strange reason, there's always "spare time" for the odd video on Facebook or the "only-5-minute-long" video on Youtube. This has got to stop/ improvements must be made.

Alright. This was supposed to be a short post but apparently my lack of linguistic prowess resulted me in taking way too much time to write this.

Lectures tomorrow.

Also. 4 supervisions in 3 days, also starting tomorrow. For the unacquainted, that's A **** LOT.



Hopefully will find time to update this soon :)

Fishballs; 8:00 AM

Friday, September 26, 2014

It's curious how I feel compelled to start with an introspective, philosophical and deep title after reading my most recent posts.Though I guess most people would guess that I'm feeling insecure and embarrassed about the childishness that is just barely noticeable in my most recent posts.

 It has been just four years since I last wrote a decently long blog post. My last blog post seems to have been posted by an over-excited boy bursting with excitement at the prospect of moving on to the next phase in life, with language that any self-respecting 16-year-old should be ashamed of using. The writer of the previous post seems to be focused on personal events, and on the various emotions arising from such events, and not wholly concerned with other deeper and more meaningful aspects in life.

 And yet, that childish, immature, carefree person, was me.

 I once wondered why people keep diaries and blogs. Keeping a blog seems like a redundant task - what do we have social media (and the related embarrassing history of status updates, pictures, and tags) for, then? But though your life in social media tells a colourful story of one's life through pictures, and through your image that you show the public, a blog (rather, one that acted more like a diary), tells a story about oneself. A diary is not merely about documenting facts, but rather documenting your opinion about facts at that time, a snapshot of your thought processes, the things you hold dear and your maturity. It is a snapshot of what you think about, how you think, and more importantly how you think about yourself. It is a picture of what you know, what you don't know, and what you think you knew.

 Regrettably, I suddenly hold two snapshots - 4 years apart - with nary a glimpse into the process which shaped me into the man I am now.

 Hence, as I go on to the next phase of life - Cambridge, where I am told the best and brightest minds meet, I now want to document my thoughts and mind as I (hopefully) grow and evolve with the positive influences and experience that shape me into a better person. I hope to discover more about myself, when I attempt to crystalize my thoughts through hopefully-not-that-mindless bashing on the keyboard, and clarify my own self-doubts. And I hope that when graduated me looks back at the little boy who was sitting at his cluttered desk, attempting to sound intelligent, he will at least be able to see that those attempts have become successes.

 Thanks goes to my friend who decided to ask to read my blog; it kinda of forced me out of my idleness, and made me realise blogging is a (somewhat worthwhile) method of procrastination HAHA. Cheers, in case you do read this post.

 PS: Most of this was written at 3am. A time which brings out the philosopher in each of us, I feel. Grammar Cheetahs, please forgive any mistakes made :)

Fishballs; 12:58 AM

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Mreow.

Fishballs; 2:08 AM

Monday, November 1, 2010

no lam don't read my blog!

shoo! shoo!

Fishballs; 9:34 PM

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

I regret taking physics instead of bio. And not because I prefer bio.

Fishballs; 11:47 PM

Monday, October 18, 2010

All of a sudden,

I regret taking ChemRA.

So much.

So much.

Fishballs; 12:28 AM

Thursday, February 11, 2010

IN A FIT OF INSANITY

I have decided to post on my blog! =D

Since so many things have been happening, and I have been feeling so guilty about not posting, I shall use this slacking time to type a post! xD Im not sure whether ill continue posting though...I am quite a lazt person =O

SO ANYWAY. SO MANY THINGS...WHERE TO BEGIN.

1) G'ALVEA...Orientation '10!

HH02 is AWESOME. I bet my blog is the last blog to say that their og group rocks but here it is xD. Orientation was really fun. With new friends, new school, new (or maybe old but still quite new) seniors, and loads of activities!

The orientation was superb. I have newfound respect for my seniors and for their organisation. RI orientation is NOTHING compared to RJC orientation. The time for planning and preparing the 4 days of awesome fun is simply too much to imagine. I just hope that if i become an ogl myself, Ill be able to help organise an orientation that is just as successful as this year's one.

No one reads my blog any more but THREE CHEERS FOR OGLS OF 2010!

HIP HIP HOORAY!
HIP HIP HOORAY!
HIP HIP HOORAY!

=DDDDD

But other than the games and the activities and the EA, the two main highlights were the batch dance (YES IT WAS cos it was actually quite fun xD) and the STORYLINE.

1a) BATCH DANCE
HAHA ok what to say! This is one of the rare times that you catch sight of a sheep dancing! I think batch dance was a new experience simply because well...i DONT DANCE normally. But for some strange reason the dance was actually quite fun and amusing xD. Especially useful for forfeits. Although i must say i didnt really like the second and 3rd song haha.

1b) STORYLINE
OMG MAN. BOB. MEGANTRON. homg storyline was hilarious. And it helped to string all the other parts of the orientation into one complete work!

Congrats to the seniors who put in so much effort into that production. Rehearsing and memorising those lines IS SUPER DIFFICULT. And all the sets and props and dunno how much more... T.T And the script writer is awesome. Seriously. Thanks for all the lame jokes and puns and goodness knows what other random stuff xD

I know quite a few people that helped to make storyline a dream come true! Yay for attending drama feste in sec 3 xD


2) Bridge club

Contract bridge is really confusing. It's like a whole new subject to mug. And there's not only the system to mug but also how to play, how to finesse, the points system, the random advance play techniques like squeezing and some 11 rule or something like that.

BUT IT'S FUN!!! And although my brain kinda hurts after trying to cram all that in I still love it xD And i MUST MEMORISE CARDS more. It's good to train my memory.


3) New subjects, new class, new everything

11S06L IS AWESOME. We're an RA class, and are kinda muggers (except me) BUT WE'RE STILL AWESOME. And anyway who says muggers cant be awesome xD.

I think we're quite a closely knit class! At least compared to quite a few other classes i think =D

Weirdly enough, I can be more random and friendly and generally a nicer person (yay!) to my class than to my og...and that's kinda weird...cos my og people are nice people too =O But I'm super quiet in my og and super noisy in class......


Ok yay im bored and sian of blogging (YES I KNOW I SUCK IM SORRY =O) May post tmr or some other day about Take 5 and lessons and stuff =D

Fishballs; 8:21 PM