113309266052354097 Sunday, Nov 27 2005

tis a tiring weekend. slept at five yesterday after a night of ktv with the usual prev med guys. had a very irritating dream which i had been trying to shake off but couldn’t. instead it transcended me into a semi-awake status.. kept half-opening my eyes to see the sun shining and closing back, attempting to go back to sleep. eventually i gave up and got out of bed, thinking it’s probably 11 a.m. or something but (horrors) it’s only 7.30!!! and after that i couldn’t sleep. tired, but not sleepy.

played a bit of civilization, helped mom in some english-chinese translation, read newspapers, all in a desperate bid to make me feel sleepy.

eventually i managed to sleep for maybe half an hour or so, until about noon. had a quick lunch, then went all the way to east coast park. met up with andre, patrick and shi qing for a rollerblading cum cycling session. thus began my first experience with inline skating. i could “pseudo”skate.. probably because i used to go ice skating (actually, more like ice-walking-and-falling-onto-ice), but i know very well my postures are all wrong.. because i feel tired and have abrasion on my left ankle. and roller-blading, like cycling, isn’t supposed to be strenuous if you do it at a leisurely pace. bleah…. it was embarrassing, for me and patrick, both of us probably being the oldest in the rink who didn’t know how to skate.

finally we hit the roads. i was beginning to enjoy myself until an unforseen incident made me trigger a “chain accident”. as it was time to go back, andre signalled me to go to the other side of the road so we can rest for awhile before making a u-turn. i “pseudo”skated (or walked) across the road, and saw two cyclists, side by side, approaching me. i couldn’t stop and stumbled. i fell on the floor hard and slid along the road, but eventually manage to stop in between the cyclists who were so stunned that they stopped as well. then i didn’t realise that there was another rollerblader behind me, who couldn’t stop in time. he crashed onto me, head on.

luckily no one was hurt. but everyone was looking at me (my friends were laughing)while i kept muttering words of apology to everyone involved before retreating to a nearby shack.

am going to sleep early tonight again. to me, that’s a waste because the night really ought to be spent playing those new computer games i’ve gotten. -_-

oh man, i can’t get “Content” by “mayday” out of my head! it’s damn fucking nice! of course, yet another song about unrequited love, but yea the melody and the lyrics are so… beautiful. unfortunately my attempts at translating them below failed miserably.

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113303618843653542 Sunday, Nov 27 2005

i’m yearning to embrace the rainbow; i’m longing to enjoy the summer wind.
the stars in the sky are laughing at humanity; why we can never be satisfied.
if i fall in love with your smile, will you give it to me?
if you do not care, my only possession is giving up.

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113275889945835329 Wednesday, Nov 23 2005

got a rude shock when i reached home today. all the lifts were not working! 3 of them, stuck at 28th, 29th, 30th storey respectively, out of order. a few impatient residents stupidly waited when i arrived. after talking to them i realised why they would rather stay until at least one lift became functional than climb up the stairs. one was grumbling that she may not make it til the 24th storey.

“hey, i’m worse. i stay at the 30th!” another was saying.

“i’m not much better. i stay at the 28th…” i told them. all of us burst into laughter; such a coincidental fix we happened to be in was indeed hard to find. after which, one of them pointed at me and said “at least you’re a soldier! you’re fit!” well, she’ll probably take back her words if she has a faintest idea about my vocation, lol.

anyway, climbed up 28 storeys to my house. rested for awhile, before changing to pt attire and met kelvin and liwei downstairs. drove to his house at serangoon, where we started running, past my house, and to orchard. and i’ve done it, much to my disbelief! never done it before, always thought it was the “unthinkable” for non-runners. in fact, what tired me out wasn’t the run, but how we had to keep up with the irregular pace of liwei, who was rollerblading. diaoz. not like he is a pro at it anyway, considering the number of times he almost fell throughout the run. just to recall a few…
holding on to lampost, thinking he’s stable before his blades nearly gave way.
walking on the grass, commenting that grass is easy to walk on before losing his balance.
and the many times where we were by the road, i was so scared that he may just fall out of the pavement. (either way sucks; one is the road, the other is the drain.)

after our so-called “achievement” (at least for me), we rewarded ourselves with tom yam seafood noodles. all attained “tom yum-induced high”.

supposed to install new ram to my comp and try out age of empires 3.. but i’m so fatigued after the run (but energetic enough to blog) i think i’ll give it a miss. thank god when i reached home all but one of the lifts are functional.

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113265603381373764 Tuesday, Nov 22 2005

hmm. at this rate i’m going in camp, really can’t wait for december to come. applied leave on every friday (except christmas week) and “off” on every monday (except christmas week). that’s technically a three-day work week for a month! i ought to be worried if i’d die of boredom.

drawn together is superbly hilarious!! how the fuck did they come up with these stuff? man..

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113257352082397875 Monday, Nov 21 2005

in the past 20 years, i have not embraced any religion wholeheartedly. my parents are buddhists, but i never prayed or worshipped at the altar in my house, unless they ask me to. i used to go to church when i was younger, but stopped after a year or so due to “inconveniences”. the truth is, i could have put in the effort to go sunday schools again but i didn’t. i could not agree with some of the teachings; if i choose to believe in it, it will be out of fear, not love. and that wouldn’t make me a good believer, would it? but now i think this free-thinking attitude has taken its toll on me. without a religion, i have nothing to bank on whenever i feel so insecure and helpless. again, this is not the ideal reason to believe in a religion, but i know that all those who do, feel reassured in one way or another, as there is always someone to watch over them. for me? i’ve tried to believe in myself, which failed. i’ve tried to tell myself that there is Someone up there looking after everyone, but who it is i’m not sure. that isn’t reassuring enough; maybe i’m not committed enough in my so-called “faith”. now is yet another period that i need Him, whoever he is, to help me. i have a gut feeling i’m on my way to encounter the beginning of yet another fluoxetine era. which means i’ve to spend more money. and i thought i’ve freed myself from it after the unexpected invasion more than two years ago. it keeps coming back once in a while. had a minor one in may, which lasted for two weeks. and now it’s happening again. it comes and goes; but when it’s here, i am so distracted i nearly can’t function normally. it’s a fucking pain to report to camp and work, as if i am feeling nothing. i’d feel so glad that it’s gone usually by nighttime, only to have those depressing thoughts penetrating my brain (again) the next morning. as a result, i turn to the sticks to feel better temporarily. i admit i’m weak, wanting to believe in something, so that i can rest my heart on my faith during tough times, but still keep deluding myself by asking why am i being punished this way even though i have never done anything majorly against my conscience? (this is not reason enough. everyone has their own troubles, i know. not sure if it’s as torturous as mental woes though.) and also, suddenly, (this afternoon as a matter of fact) i realise that the only person who knows me is leaving in two weeks. seriously. i would give up everything just to be the stan in the not-so-distant past. i have to ask myself this question: why do i repeatedly feel so happy that i’m not bothered anymore? it’s a false sense of accomplishment every time i quit.

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113248071618231218 Sunday, Nov 20 2005

my second frog passed away. my mom found it stomach up, mouth agape, with blood between its legs this afternoon and threw it away before i reached home. now my fish tank is empty.

shrug.. maybe if dying means it won’t have to suffer anymore, then it’s a good thing.

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113223794527004369 Thursday, Nov 17 2005

been really cranky today, due to a couple of reasons. firstly, my boss is back after a rather long intermission, and kept bombarding us with instructions which are totally unconstructive most of the time. they are just simply plain annoying… maybe i have not made my point across to him yet; with a sudden pile of deadlines bestowed upon us to complete by the end of month i really can’t entertain anymore orders of his, especially if they are not urgent at all! and that he can do most of those things himself.. why does he need our help all the time? top this up with a few more rude customer services and virtually uncontactable point of contacts and you can barely get anything worse than this.

the fact that i’m quite ill doesn’t help. having this fucking chronic sinusitis since the start of week. to have to work under the constant calls of my boss, sniffing hard once every minute or so and hearing sporadic laughter of colleagues goofing around, i can’t help but feel super low at times. (note: not blaming my colleagues here, but rather, i want to join them but cannot! damn!) even so, it is no excuse for me to vent my anger at others.. i’m so sorry. going to basement 1 (sp) helps for a short while though, lol.

or maybe today just isn’t my day. firstly, i got an unpleasant electric shock while trying (and failing) to fix an ambitious laminator which tried to laminate two sides of a page at the same time and choking itself in the process. (thanks a mil, ah beng! haha.. nah just joking )

then, i got penetrated by one of the staff officers against my will. he just barged into the office and asked if anyone was suffering from flu. thinking he may have the miracle cure to my chronic running nose, i told him i’ve been having this flu bug for a while. what he had in store for me was far from a cure though. he stuck his rod up inside me. erm… rephrase. he pulled out this long wooden thing and pushed it up my right nostril (i think the medical term is a nasal swap or smthn).. man it hurts like fuck! after about ten seconds, he removed it and before he left, he casually told me that i’d know very soon whether i have bird flu or not.. no matter how -_-” (sweatdrop) this incident may seem to be, i really have to take my hat off him for his cool attitude throughout.

but a piece of good news amongst the not-so pleasant experiences i had today: i’m just told that my frog is probably just suffering from indigestion that’s all. although it’s not confirmed whether it’s really indigestion, thank god i can confirm that the disease is NOT the dreaded fatal Red Leg Disease. so there’s still some hope for it after all! heh.. actually i wouldn’t mind asking my parents to man it, on the grounds that i have no time. only one small problem; they are afraid of worms…

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113154642240051816 Wednesday, Nov 9 2005

two bad incidents happened today. firstly, suspecting that my remaining frog is dying of the same disease as the first, (suspected “red leg”), i decided to do some “PP bombing”, that is, adding of 2% potassium permanganate solution in the tank everyday for 2 weeks. the past few days seemed okie, although the frog showed no visible signs of progress. today, i got a shock when i reached home in the evening. i poured some PP solution in the early morning before i left for camp, as usual, and when i went home the whole tank was still purplish in colour. the poor frog must have been severely affected; now it’s whole skin is purplish brown, and it keeps hiding behind the artificial plants and refuses to eat ANY of the worms i feed it. i’ve read in forums on how overdosing of potassium permanganate will lead to death of many aquatic plants and animals… and i’m getting quite worried now.

the second bad incident concerns my student. -_-.. he just had his physics open-ended exam today. i think he flunked the whole essay part. he chose not to do the easiest question of the lot (experiment to find speed of sound), and decided to do the experiment between two cups to see which one better insulator. everything sounded ok to me when he was describing what he wrote until the part when he said he placed both hands on the cups to see which one felt hotter. wtf! see, both questions touch on a small area which i have accidentally left out in all the sessions i had with him. i have not taught him that experiments are actually the groundwork leading to creation of physics laws; hence experiments are uber-important. and since sciences is all about hard evidence, data collection is an integral part of experiments. (if i had told him that, he would have written about using of thermometers and recording down temperatures instead of bare hands. or better still, he would have chosen the sound question.) if i have tried my best and he still did not listen to me, i wouldn’t have felt so bad actually… -_-

pardon the whinings.. i’m just experiencing the temporary shitty mood now.. hopefully will go away tomorrow.

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113124477135560763 Sunday, Nov 6 2005

just thought i would like to do some expenditure stock check, and i got quite a shocking result.

EXPENDITURE FOR NOVEMBER
$58 – DXO
$61 – Top Up Concession
$36 – Dinner at Ajisen
$0.90 – Iced Milo
$44 – Dinner + KTV
$50 – Mother’s Birthday

To Date : $249.90

all these, for the first week of november! i know stuff like the topping up of concession only comes once a month, and my mom’s birthday.. well, it’s once a yr. so which means my spendings for subsequent weeks will definitely be less. hopefully.

it’s still scary though, at how the fees my student handed me last week is almost used up, just like that.

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113096204074154276 Thursday, Nov 3 2005

The Second Most Fucked Up Chiong …Ever (For now..)

We had all agreed to go to zouk. i was expecting a huge crowd turnout but stubbornly convinced myself that it is all worth a try. and as a bunch of us reached there first, it was an unspoken rule that they would let us “cut” the queue when we reached.. but due to unforseen circumstances they entered before us, leaving us outside together with (almost) thousands of people sardined in a metal barricade with bouncers shouting at those who refused to co-operate.

and after forty five minutes or so, the queue moved…. at a whopping .. 3 metres!! with.. say 10 metres left to go. this is due to the huge number of people cutting queues. total inconsiderate numbskulls, i was thinking, but soon after i changed my mindset about them cuz at eleven, when the remaining of us arrived, we (me and ky) agreed to let them “join” us in the queue.

i’ve got no choice man! if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.

as we did so, i purposely ignored the exasperated curses the guy behind me was muttering to his girlfriend. i even tried to portray a “so i let 5 more people join my queue. what can you do?” defiant look on my face LOL. but all these efforts to no avail. shortly after, the announcement that zouk was full-house was made.

what the fuck?! after almost an hour of queuing and zouk was full house?! then we switched to the so-called “priority queue” which was supposed to move faster, and could ensure that we were the first few to go in when zouk “re-opened”… unfortunately, after a short moment, queuing-fatigue set in. one guy suggested that we go DXO instead, since we realised that the whole muhammad sultan stretch clubs were full-house as well. we all agreed… (big mistake.)

took a cab over to DXO, but since we were all cocks, we asked the cab to drop us at former centro instead (mistaking it for the former embassy). hence, it was a ten minute walk or so to DXO, and the club was a huge disappointment. i was wondering why there was absolutely no crowd in DXO at all, especially since its zouk and sultan counterparts were so freaking crowded. until now i still fail to understand why. i mean, the decor was quite ok. the music, maybe a bit too progressive for the mainstream clubbers, but still acceptable. some drinks were even cheaper. i.e. flaming lambo cost $18 in DXO, as compared to $23 in zouk and $25 in good-ol’ double-o! housepours cost $9 each, which is reasonable. the cover was $18, with 2 free housepours. and to think that DXO opened with a big bang just a short while back; even the PM graced the opening ceremony with his presence. sigh… then-embassy was far from such a bad state.

without the crowd, the place was horrible… you can imagine. 50% of the time in the club was spent playing finger games on housepours, and the most “interesting moment” i had was when i stupidly entered the ladies by mistake. (lucky no one was inside). seeing that there was no point staying, we left early at two plus, had supper just outside the place and then went home.

that’s almost sixty bucks gone.. mostly for the cab fares and the freaking cover charge.. (ah well, at least i had two free housepours.)

time to save up… again!

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