Now now,
I'm going to start with a rant again.

But better not, so I'll write a story.

Bolf was a placid wolf,
now call it chronicles if you wish but this is Bolf's second appearance,
today Bolf was sitting by a creek,
he comes here every morning see,
its his favourite place in all his world,
he'll sit until it hits mid-afternoon,
then he gets up and goes to work,
occasionally reluctant, but willing because works keeps him from hunting,
as you see, he is a placid wolf.

Bolf does the same thing everytime,
he wishes he wasn't quite as placid,
but dreamy thoughts soon hit him,
and he'll let himself linger away,
once he saw a rabbit, from Nantucket he thought,
Nantucket rabbits made the best breakfast,
they were full of energy for the day,
but not that Bolf needed much.
So Bolf decided to hunt,
a break from routine, but a very welcome one Bolf thought as he shined his shinnings,
Routine was an important part of Bolf's life,
routine saw him the same animals and people everyday,
routine was part of his life,
but his favourite place was the creek,
and he saw no routine in the water that flowed by,
oh no he didn't

So rarely I talk about where I've went, or my day. But today was fun, so why not?

I went to Marina Barrage in the morning to catch Phil dragonboating, it was full of muscular people who made me feel slightly inadequate but I argued that I was taller than most of them.
Then I saw the Australian people.

So Patrina and WJ had a field day looking out for guys while the girls in dragonboat didn't seem quite as appealing. I can envision the day I marry a dragonboater and she carries me throughout the ceremony and laughs deep slow laughs when she does seventyish more chin-ups than me.

I had dumplings, burgers and fruit punch under a cloudy sky overlooking the Marina Bay, it would seem pretty lovely except if the bloody ball of fire wasn't doing overtime and scorching everybody.
Still, there was a slight breeze and with more references to weather I saw the silver lining.

Then we all left, oh before I forget I was with Paul, Pat, WJ, and Phil to some extent.
We left for Marina Square and went to take a look at movies.
Oh let me tell you something. Movies make me feel happy these few days cos I haven't watched one in ages ! and the last one I saw made me remember what watching movies feel like.
I think my last one before NITM 2 was in Philippines.

So there were none, and we played arcade, which generally went alright and Paul bought us lovely knickknacks and gewgaws from the picky uppy machines which cost a lot and are deceptively hard.

"Go where?"
"Dont know leh"

pepper my life a lot it seems.

But anyway, Paul left cos he had cell group.

So the three of us, after persuading Wj to stay went to Takashimaya. And did you know they had this place that reminded me of Japan? It was a whole thing dedicated to weird food I never seen before and I think half of the people there are Japanese or can speak Japanese or are attempting to be Japanese or Korean or one of the weird cultures that make you realise the word culture and cult looks remarkably similar and you also have to wonder why I never noticed it before.
So I felt a bit left out (in a good way, I wasn't really left out), I mean left out because here are these two girls rattling about stuff they like and stuff they want to eat I never heard about.
It might be an attempt to be cultured or simply they travel a whole lot then me.

"i want eat strawberry shortcake"
I only know such things from books and cartoons, like that cartoon that shows on Disney, Strawberry Shortcake

"lets have omu rice"
It reminded me of ostrich/emu rice, and how much I would like to try ostrich meat.

So it reminded me of how deprived I am, but I'm contented so deprived might be a word too frequently used by other bloggers.

Then I went upstairs and I saw Ultraman, Catwoman, Spiderman, Darth Vader, Kakashi and other iconic figures having probably their annual meet-and-greet with Star Wars so kindly lending some clone troopers to guard the whole thing. They weren't doing a very good job and used their death-inducing blasters to pose for cameras. It was a cosplay thing and was interesting and it reminded me of Sherman

Oh and how could I forget I had this awesome thing called mochi where there was icecream inside and I bit it and it tasted like jinglebells if you know the feeling and it was really good and when I achieved something in life I'd probably go buy another one to celebrate.

anw, Wj and Pat and Paul were great company, they were funny and fun to be with and I look forward to meeting them again, but I say that last part only as a formality, I'm pretty sure I'll see both of them tomorrow.

Well, that wasn't very fun to write, I probably write something different soon, I have lotsa stuff in my diary to copy from.

cheers

I wish I played better drums.
People would say, Practice.
And I do.

somebody excite me before I excite myself again.

I have no idea what to blog, absolutely none!

Well, theres always that hidden someone who memorises and enters here so regularly, ha.
Which is nice.

I'm bored. I'm earning, playing, reading, and I'm bored.
I need more Bible time.

So I stayed over the Chors and while Phil reassured me it was really normal that nobody in his house really spoke much, I didn't feel the most welcome.
Still, I probably exaggerate and I had a good sleep there.

Anyway,
I'm starting school soon and thats good.

I haven't been blogging a lot, cos people have been around me when I use the com a lot.
But I've been writing a lot! Mainly because tuition gets boring and I write and I got an awesome notebook Phoebe gave me.

Its much better than blogging cos its a tad more private, I tend to write private stuff in here as well but its usually edited.
So journaling is a much better thing.

I encourage all my students to journal and you should try it too.
ha.

Anyway, I had a bloody good time on drums yesterday I tried a few tricks I learnt from Israel and it worked, still, I can't really keep time if I do a long roll but what the heck eh, I won't do long complicated make-people-stare-at-me rolls.

Only downstairs.

thats it for now I guess, more as a formality than as any form of inspiration

that above there has been my favourite title for posts of all time.

anyway,
its a morning again, and blogging is fun cos writing seems to milk the creativity from me. and I like it simple.

I'm so proud of my notebook, I'm finally getting organized it seems, and I'm getting tons of students.

Just taught drums and keys yesterday and I charge not so high. They were willing to pay me $60 a lesson for 1.5 hours! and thats almost $500 a month.

I reduced it, money isn't everything, contrary to what I've learnt in polytechnic, and people will probably berate me for it but what the heck, they're people too.

But still, drums and keys lessons for anyone?

First degree friends will be cheap
Second degree will not be as cheap

haha grins

so ask around, jamming with drums, you jamming with drums, you jamming with a keyboard..
Imagine that :)

So I have the people I care so much about and feel so responsible for them in my house now.
I adore them so much that I could die. That isn't a cool thing to say, no?

But its true, as I stared at them last night and now sleeping away and I realised that I tend to do that to everyone, to take them under my wing of sorts.

Like my baby cousin, who's no longer a baby, I know EXACTLY how it feels to have a daughter.
She tells me stuff she did, and stuff she dos' and I just didn't want her to see the world, and to retain innocence when there is so painfully little in so many else. I loved her with all my heart like a father would a daughter and wanted to protect and care and love her and would give up my life for her. Now I've reverted to past tense but she's not dead yet (Thank God) so it was just for dramatic effect.

Sigh, and my other cousin, so full of intelligence and life, and I care for him so.
And my best friend who's several paths I have questioned but is still always there and with me
and my lil bro who's his best when he is my lil brother.

there you go, all of them, under one roof, and I can't stand it.

Is this how God feels when you say overwhelming love?

so i got a letter from Tung Ling and I think I'm going to pass my driving cos I'm a really good driver grins.

well, I also realise I haven't wrote something worth its weight in words for a really really long time.

Sigh I miss poly. at least I could do IB there.

We all remember IB, I kept the project paper for keepsake.
Who wants it?

You know such a momentous occasion happens, at least a dedication is in order.

I don't want to thank you, cos its kinda pointless if you get my point.

Its great like this, its really great.

and thats it.

I love it.

So there you go :)

Well, thank God.
Oh and I wish JR and Grace would smile more during practices

I am absolutely knackered.
Which means tired, it justd sounds more cool.

So I had loads of fun today, recording at SP again and it was a blast.
Pity its a bit far.
Oh and Yvonne, WJ's friend Eileen sister (whew) said Hi to me.
The thing is I was pretty sure she said "Hi Clement"
which sounds pretty reminicsent of people in YI or church, Im pretty sure she isnt in it though

So I didn't know I still look like Clement, But she might had said Hi Reuben as well.
Still, it doesnt really matter.
Its nice to think about unimportant stuff in my head.

Still, its nice to get a greeting, I was looking for anybody I knew in SP as well. and it was a nice pleasant place, and hanging with Eugene proved to be much more fun than anything else.

Give me a couple of friends, no beer and somewhere to sit and Im good.

Alright I made my decision, which sounds eerily familiar to a few months back.
Wonder what will happen, I doubt it'll end well.

But still, what de heck eh

Alright.
I'm feelin good today.
Gotta play drums again later.

You realise that I hardly have any ambitions I say out, its just drums this or driving that.

Pity really, its much too troublesome to think too much. And I really mean that.
Still, I don't daze, its just comfortable.

Like that guy Froman who tagged my blog, a friend of mine saw it and you know he is the kind of person most in school commonly refer to as a "faggot"

But sorry dude, or non-dude.

Tsk ;p

One more thing, I can't stand the way Faa keeps winking and striking unnecessary innuendos on facebook.

Tsk

You gotta love the drums, you've just gotta.

It sets ya groovin don't ya see.


Hey hey, this sounds like lyrics of a song, waddya awesome.

ha.
Well, probably talk a bit about poly.

I love poly, I miss it already, poly was where I blossomed as a person and got great other goals to go on from there.

Year 1 I met Val, Cal, Ken and a few others. They were really the worldly people type.
I always liked Cal the best, Val was a very typical person ya know.
Ken I liked him enough to bring to the Philippines.

They were all nice people, come to think of it, maybe their interests didn't match mine.
But still, I had a blast of a time in Year 1, I didn't want it to end. There were cool people in my class as well like CheeHow, Rory, Sherilyn, Michelle.
Then there was the ones I was fond of like Raymond, Xuewen, Gerald.

Well, getting sentimental are we? Yeah and why not? I liked them.

Year 2 was a bunch of entirely different people.
Really liked my group of Evon, Esther, Doreen, Annabelle, Khid.
Great fun but really short.
I don't know why I keep remembering them as my best.ever.group but that means it gotta be good.
Remember looking forward to go to school every morning (thats right, bright and cheery whitey me)

Year 3 was bloody eventful that I don't know when to start.
All I would say now was that I met people from all personalities - insecure, confident, contrite, outright. Lovely lovely people.
OF course, Faiz, Faa, Viv, Just Marc simply topped the lot.
Great people.

And there was ups and downs which I absolutely adored (at my own time of course)
but it was one of those years that zoomed by and you look back with fondness of a time where there was still a semblance of innocence and genuine, and you love it.

There you go, I love poly.
Now come on uni!

Life.

Well, church is getting more fun. Sure it gets you a bit down when Grace and JR start their shinnanagins, but still bearable.
I think, if playing for church leaves you this tense, well it ain't worth it. Suppose God won't want that either.

Theres John whos really a breath of fresh air and great fun.
Eug as well

Phils getting a bit cuckoo, really pessimistic, needs a bit of a role model about methinks.
All he seems to think about is gym, dragonboat, stress in school, stress in drums and his solace is only in his other half.

Pats being really awesome though, I really look forward to the times we meet. really good mix.
And we go everywhere together which is really great fun and delightfully enriching as well.

Ah, friends. They change so much with the tide and its all good knowledge to see them change.
Gotta be careful about myself though, I tend to disconnect too much, (see SMU).

Still, I have plenty to thank God for, even the army and my workout sessions (I'm trying) and all my friends, my musical gifts, my parents and brothers.

Do you remember to thank God?
Cos even if life's in a dud/rut/sud, I'm sure there'll be something.

Mine isn't but I gotta remember it next time I'm in a rut.

Cheerio

So they couldnt even give me an interview.
Well got rejected by SMU the second time.
So thats it for this year I guess.

It sucks cos all I've been doing is telling everybody how they would get into uni and all that and encouraging them and bah.

I forgot about mine.

Well, my results aren't that bad, CCA grade - excellent. Gonna get two testimonials and a part-time diploma - trying to look on the bright side.

Well I know He has a plan for me so I'll just pray and wait.

Still, its a blow to my otherwise beautiful life.

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