THE-SO-CALLED-ORIENTATION.
something resembling an orientation has begun actually happened, much to my surprise.


although my class lacks the species of humans under the genus chiobus, i realise that my class is quite a nice bunch of people.
wonder how my class can be nice, when the lack of pretty girls almost instantly changes everything from 'normal' to 'yucky'?

well.
today we split into mixed groups to come up with some presentation for thursday.
i dislike my new group.
not the people in general, but just some of the mannerisms among some the guys in the group.

they are a bunch of pervs.

attention to all pretty girls, please do not wear ultra-micro-mini skirts. thank you.

it's for your own good.
half the time(eh... correct that. 90% of the time), a small group of the guys would be either trying to hit on the cute leggy jap-wannabe girl in the group, or trying to get her to walk up flights of stairs whenever possible.

come on.
keep peter in the pocket.


she's not like the only hot chick around right?
although sometimes it seems that way. x)

hence with so much cheekopek-ish behaviour rampant in the group, my class is to say the least....




angelic.


hmm. this is strange. either i have no interest in wannabe-jap chicks, or.....
im becoming gay.

AHHHhHHH! allll screamm and run away in terror!

...it's probably the first though. ;)
coz there's this cute girl in.... lalalalala....


girls aside...
im looking forward to schoolwork. wow.
wow.
wow.

that's a first. :)
work just seems like lotsa fun. really. x). no kidding.

day three : flag day
collected flags for the president's challenge.

flag day was boring.
went with chris and john.
walked the whole day just to raise 50bucks.
... now i can't win the highest donation thing and go on that free cruiseee! boooooo.
from the weight of that darned can i could have sworn i had more money. gahhh!

anyway. there went the third day of school.

notice how there's not been a single trace of orientation-ism in last 3 days, which ironically was labelled orientation?
sigh. cannot make it.

i don't even know how many people there are in my class.
sad

well. next week school starts. officially.
and they say there's gonna be some bonding stuff next week, so i hope everything gets better.



a lot better.

day two

talks all day.
welcome to singapore poly! x)

the school song is really really yucky.
somehow i miss singing the good ol' 'up and on'.
or 'in days of yore'...

hmmm.
well. you know there's a DE(design and environment) pledge too?
the funnny thing is that 'endeavours' is pronounced as en-devious.
wellll... from hearing the girl leading the freshmen in saying the pledge it pretty much sounds like that.

fail.
better start practising.

i go skool tomolo lar! flag day! wah lao. knn ccb!
they think we newbies just come easy to pian into collecting money!

how?? comvincing anot ha?

day one : first day in the life of a poly student.

so the day begins at 12.30pm
i arrive at the campus at around 11 because i thought i should be a little early on the first day of school. didn't expect to arrive that much earlier, but it gave me a little time to look at the general populus of the poly.


skinny boy in red, walking around.
eating apples out of an everlasting thermos bag. i mean everlasting.
i've never seen so many apple slices come out of something that size!

goth-wannabe malay chicks.
ugh...

sharon osbourn human manifestation.(complete with the whole bad dress-sense. extremely bad)

well. some of the examples.
there were plenty of other klignons around.

for once.
strange as i am.

i felt normal.




well.
today we learnt how to use the computer.
yipee.

it was how to use the database.
something that could have been done by giving a sheet of paper, but they decided to take the afternoon to do it.
other than that, we did virtually nothing.

well. at least we got to see our classes.
but at the moment, social interaction is still on minimal.
from the very low "where are we going?"
and...
the very low "what webpage to go ah? click what?"

well. from what i know, my class' gender ratio is about 2:1, boys to girls respectively.
from what i hear, aliens abducted all the pretty girls, and replaced them, but i hope i'm wrong.
of the remaining girls are some very strange members of their race.

tall ones, skinny ones about my height, reminding me of my cousinkind.
ones which take notes about how much thumbdrives, how to access the school system although a blindfolded baboon would probably be able to pull it off.

i feel like going back to sajc with all the pretty girls, and the er....
pretty normal girls.


the guys were the standard. a third bengs, a third society's misfits, and the remaining either too quiet and normal to be put into any of those categories, or are a little like me. whatever that is.
there's a small population of people who go around making stupid comments in class, but i'm sorta used to it.


school food is great though ^^
and i'm sure everything is gonna get better! :)
can't get much worse can it?
although optimism is getting a little tiring.




tomorrow we're learning the sp song!
hahahhahaha. hmmm.

hmmmmm. school starts tomorrow.
well... to be exact, school starts on the 30th may, while orientation starts tomorrow.
i have no idea what to expect except through the horrigibilely uninformative pink sheet they handed out.
from what i know we're play some games, learn some computer, listen to some talks, and errr... learn the school song.

yesh. learn the school song.
i was like...
OMFGWTFTMDLOLROFLLMAO?!

i hope i don't laugh out loud literally in the middle of the song.
i mean. the SP SONG! -__-
don't ask me why, but thats like.... sOo wrong!

well. i've still to know how it sounds, but my friend who was from sp said it has no tune whatsoever and no rythm.

so we're hoping the lyrics were a little better right?



THE SP SONG

We believe that we want to learn and achieve
We believe we can make the goal
We believe in commitment to our quest.
We believe in pride in our best
With soul and heart we'll strive to attain the heights of human art
and hand in hand with might and verve, our POLY we will serve.

CHORUS:
Shine POLY forever more in visions yet unknown
Shine out your light throughout our land forever may you stand
Shine POLY forever more in visions yet unknown
Shine out your light throughout our land forever may you stand.


lets be slaves of our POLY, the poly whose name has no mentioned whatsoever in the school song.
wth is shine forevermore in visions yet unknown?!

yipee. school is tomorrow. im so excited.

motorola girl doesn't recognize me anymore!
*sob*sOb*
has it been that long?

well... i found motorola girl at the taka m1 shop and i pointed at her and grinned a stupid retarded grin which was supposed to mean "eyyy... its you!"

and said: " ey?" (while raising the 'people's eyebrow' the greater emphasize the look of surprise)
which was supposed to mean "ey... its you! watcha doing here?"

come on, with my strange behaviour she should have realised it was me.
but nOoo.

she smiled back.
only problem was that it was a smile which i know from experience is the "smile-sweetly-to-get-rid-of-strange-retarded-customer", or the "smile-politely-to-show-disinterest-in-the retard-trying-to-pick-me-up"

and to further confirm that she didn't recognize me.
she didn't say anything else.

next time i'm not going to help her sneak into the store to do her comission check.
oh wait. what next time?

so i walk off.

then, like a scene in some cheesy film,
a bunch of fairies flew by.
(anna sui fairies. complete with the whole wings and wand ensemble, but i digress)

now all i needed is the falling leaves and sudden draft of wind blowing my fringe as the oh-so-sparkly tears of rejection falling from my face.

and i think to myself...









omigosh.
i am a freakin' walking planter's™ cheese ball.
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on a side note. my phone lcd screen cost 100 bucks to repair! )%&)%^$^(%#
and i need to fix it as all my phonebook entries and stuff are still on the phone.
daniel is going to be a poor poor boy, but hopes his uncle can help him get the screen done at a lower cost so he doesnt have to become THAT poor.

oh. and i'm using my my mom's spare handphone until i get mine fixed, so if you do sms me, please state who you are.
thanks.

everything seems to be going wrong.


my favourite $60 earphones is now on mono(not mono as in opposed to stereo, but mono as in literally mono. one, one sided.)
just happened to be listening to music one day at work when suddenly i went deaf in one ear. or so it seemed.
bleah. i'm highly tempted to think that is all sony's evil plan to make their customers buy more of their products by making them last only a year, although my mom insists its due to my negligence.
there goes one day of pay when i've to get a new pair.


my handphone screen cracked.
cracked.
now it looks really cool - unintentional spiderman design and whacky colours as if i'm trying to open a portal in the screen of my handphone.

it would be a lot cooler if i could see anything.
although it does help a little with the imagination part.

hmmm... everything from sending messages to calling people to taking pictures looks the same.
so the next time i try to take your picture? don't blame me if you resemble a radioactive spider-bitten freak.



and there are 2 tiny scratches on my brand new raquet
i have no idea how, why, when, and wtf(in context, it's more like who-tf),
but they're there all right.


and i'm falling ill.
great way to spend the week.
work's got a lot tougher due to it too.


yipeeee?
i sure do hope next week's a lot better.
i mean... how can it be worse?



i go home and notice my com crashed?
choi.

okay. here are the results of the recent poll on this blog.


twice a day. (WHAT ARE YOU? CRAZY?) 16%
daily 37%
once in 2 days 5%
once in 3 days 5%
weekly 0%
fortnightly
NEVER! CLOSE DOWN THIS STUPID BLOG! 0%
i love daniel! (click here for extra points), and to waste your vote. 37%

blogging daily is quite a rarity in the blog scene at the moment.
7 weird people chose the last option.
both are tied for the top spot.

so i shall try to blog daily.
and i'm still wondering why so many people chose the last option though.
o_O it was a joke.
you'd probably have known that, but that doesnt explain why some people voted it, thus i have to state it clearly.
A JOKE!
-___-

posted on van's blog quite a while back.
thought it was nice back then, but kinda forgot it.
i'm not sure why it just happened to cross my mind, so i decided to googled it. :)

People are often unreasonable,
Illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind,
People may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful,
You will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank,
People may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building,
Someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness,

They may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today,
People will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have,
And it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in
the final analysis, It is between you and God;
It never was between you and them anyway.

-- Author Unknown

i've been noticing a lot of people posting those online personality test results and it has come to my attention though sometimes they're true, it's more commonly coincidental.
thus in a bid to find a better, more accurate, possibly more famed for realiability, i came across the colour code(a book by taylor hartman).
i probably took interest in it after visiting jon lame's blog.
well...
the concept is basically that everyone is born with certain characteristics as a child and although a person grows up and matures, it's is a building upon such innate characteristics as a person grows up.
i found an online one.
although a little lengthy in terms of questions(60+ qns), i guess its supposed to make it more accurate?
oh. and its not as in-depth in comparison to the book.
but it should suffice.

i can't really tell if it's very accurate, maybe because i dont really know myself all that well.
but from the results, i'd like to think its pretty accurate. ;)
but it does seem a lot better that being a superhero or some elemental sailor moon.
surprise surprise you're categorized by colour.

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Congratulations. You are BLUE.

BLUES are motivated by INTIMACY. They seek to genuinely connect with others, and need to be unerstood and appreciated. Everything they do is quality-based. They are loyal friends, employers, and employees. Whatever or whomever they commit to is their sole (and soul) focus. They love to serve and give themselves freely in order to nurture others' lives.

BLUES have distinct preferences and have the most controlling personality.
Their personal code of ethics is remarkably strong and they expect others to
live honest, committed lives as well. They enjoy meaningful moments in
conversation as well as paying close attention to special life events (e.g.
birthdays and anniversaries).

BLUES are dependable, thoughtful, and analytical; but can also be
self-righteous, worry-prone, and moody. They are "sainted pit-bulls" who never
let go of something or someone, once they are committed. When you deal with a
BLUE, be sincere and make a genuine effort to understand and appreciate
them.

Understand that no two people are alike. Although you share the same core
motivation as many others, but your personality is unique. Once you begin to
develop an accurate knowledge of your unique personality, you can leverage that
knowledge to create more happiness, enjoyment, and success in all areas of your
life.

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hmm... sometimes it's hard to judge in the first person.
third person would be a lot better.
comments?

64bit hyper-threaded inferiority complex, 256bit self-confidence.

*reflections-

you know i don't mean to... i'm just an asshole sometimes....
> a hole - bowling for soup

sometimes i am a pretty big asshole.
i realise sometimes when people are nice to me, i just shrug it off.
not because i find it insincere or anything, but i just don't really know how to react.
i guess i kinda suck at expressing myself.
i'd probably say a lot more via designs.
(which means if you get a really really nice design, i kinda like you a lot, or i really appreciate something. which explains why i can never design anything nice for myself.)

to everyone i've been an asshole to,
forgive me.
i actually appreciate it.

i'll try to be nicer.

there's been a acs(br) molestation case in the newspapers recently.

previously, it was claims against the then principal Mr. Ng Eng Chin.
this time against some teacher.

what i'd like to call : rubbing the wrong way.

strange phenomenon 1

some guy does something to some other guy.
hmm. ever wondered where all the straight people went?
anyway.
the waterpolo students came up to defend the teacher's actions. saying something to the effect of...

"rubbing ok wad! we do it all the time after training!"

okay, seems like a good way to defend the teacher.
but the funny thing is that the teacher allegedly pulled down the guys trunks and massaged his arse.
pardon me for being crude, but yes, that was supposed to have happened.
and the waterpolo people also said something like : "we always rub each other after training to prevent muscle aches."

(okay. i'm making everything sound a little worse than it is, but i guess its justifiable if its for the amusement of the readers. ;)

well. the victim must have had a major buttcramp.
and why in blue heck do you have to pull down a guys trunks to massage his arse?!
i'm not willing to try.
what is the world coming to anyway.

strange phenomenon 2

why acs(br)?
some might say its because of an all boy environment and thus the teachers, surrounded by the hu-mongoose proportions of boys, are spoilt for choice and become gay.
and decide to go around rubbing someone's arse.

but let us analyse.
why is it that somehow little or none are against schools like saint andrew's?
(this is the only school i can explain why, because it's the only one where i've had some experience.)

mainly the reasons are:

sas boys spend most of they're time finding someone to fight, somewhere to fight, and what to fight them with.

fighting seems to be more appealing than some guy's arse.
sas boys would rather oogle over the last remaining pretty teacher(lalala...x) in school than turn gay.

my conclusion? send your kid to sas if you want a gangster.
its sure better than getting your kid felt up by some gay teacher.

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the above was done for the sole purpose of entertainment. please do not flame me. thank you.
anyway. i was from acs primary and pretty proud of that.
so ac people, take no offense.
i mean, the teacher might not be guilty at all right?


(thanks to someone for pointing out my mistake. thousand apologies for the error. :)

i've noticed the significant decline in visitors to blogs as the school term begins.
a similar trend can also be seen in the number of posts on people's blogs.
and i think,
why blog so ferverently?
personally also rather tired from work(not project work. heheheh. =PpP), i initially wanted to cut down on blogging by a bit. less commitment.
but after thinking a little, this blog is mainly for people to read right?
so i shall take a poll instead.
the poll is in the right column, lower area. oh. you are only entitled to 1 vote.
:)

voting ends in 3 days.

[edited]
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERM!~ :)

went to the sajc vs acjc rugby match today.

almost all the same people on the pitch.
same green grass.
same bodies of supporters flanking the lengths of the fields.

daniel with newfound freedom from status.
absence of need for loyalty.

i thought that would be a good thing.
today i felt totally out of the place.
one of the few clad in casuals while everyone else wore their uniforms.
sense of inferiority.
many thanks to sherm for accompanying me in his casuals. x)

but anyway. sajc lost.
for the first time i didn't feel totally disappointed that the day after wouldn't be a holiday.
at least that's some consolation.

i thought that everyone would have changed quite a bit since the last time i saw them.
turns out its not been that long. x)

kelv was still trying to be stupid, standing on the sajc side for most of the match 'smartly' attired in his acjc uniform.
corinne still looks like a fishball, but claims to have much higher notoriety. (*after making that statement, dc decides to hide in a hole and live like osama, hopefully eluding corinne's vision*)
sam still couldn't resist kicking me.
herngliang got darker but other than that... no change.
baba is almost as tall as me (cue in "*gasp*OMG*), but still full of crap.
clarissa said "hi" and dao-ed me after that.
jocelyn still overeacts to poking.
michelle still reminds me of michael.
plus a few others.

and on the way out of school,
i noticed kelvin tan is still as gay as ever.

oh... and i met douggie!~
goshhhh... its been damn long since i last saw him.
as doug said: "its been a like... a million years since i've seen you!"
great opportunity.


(okay. everything said above was just for fun. so please don't take it to heart and get pissed. )

it felt a really really good to see everyone.
even though nothing much was said, not much catching up was done.
the mere act of meeting everyone after a extended period of time was great.
absence makes the heart grow fonder?

definitely.
you never really treasure anything until you lose it.

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side note:
kingdom of heaven is a good show. :)
and the muslims turned out really cool.
(in spite of dc being highly racist, but i shalln't continue about that lest i turn out in the papers, ala PSC scholar style.)

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besides all the nice stuff that happened today, i had a really traumatizing experience experience.
well... sort of.
while on the bus to sajc, i sat behind this guy and girl.
the guy looked pretty normal.
why am i talking about the guy and not the girl?
well... they saw the australia tourism advert.
then the girl said she liked it.
and the guy said: "hey. everytime i see the advert i feel like singing the song"

and i was thinking... oh crap.

and horrors of horrors. he started singing.
not normally. despite his attempt to.
significantly off key even to the untrained ear, sounding like someone out of a gay bar(or what i think would be in a gay bar ;) or a castrated cat(not that i've done anything of that sort), and extremely loud for a fact.

"red... and yelllow and pink and errrrrr.....GREEN! purple and orange and..........*listens to advert* BLeUU!"

omg. as in. really. you'd never know the agony. delta goodrem would be yanking her hair out if she heard it.

off to work again tomorrow. sighh.

first day at my new job.
hmm.

it was.....
boring.

wow. as if i didn't know that.

dan's working at the same place as me, although he works in the room next to me.
but that makes him virtually inexistant until lunch break and knocking-off time.

thankfully during the time in between i've got another part-timer to talk to.
...some final year poly girl.

although conversations were to say almost.... primary school,
i'd think we'd warm up.
people always do. :)

data entry is like the driest jobs you can get.
but the pay is pretty good.
i worked 8 hours today.
and i get 7 bucks per hour.

do the math.
i feel the my racquet getting closerrrrr! x)

just got home from work.
and you know what?

i'm actually tired.

first things first.
happy birthday to sam. :)

well. today's mother's day.
went to eat at marina south upon mom's request.
guess what.
i saw cheryl.
yups. first intake cheryl.
i had to follow her a while before i confirmed her identity.
hopefully didn't freak her out before i said hi. x)
i don't recognize side profiles very well.

anyway. it was quite funkae.
they were playing the fry the live prawn game.

nostalgic.
and i realised that i kinda miss my first intake people.
hey wait, i miss having a class.
at least i'd have more people to hang out with.

when i went with my family, it was a lot less fun.
we only had one live prawn still jumping when we fried em.
and there wasn't any incessant screaming.

i'd like to think i miss everyone a lot.
however...

i may just miss the multiple frying of live prawns. ;)
(daniel trying to be unsentimental + sadistic.)


oh. i start work tomorrow. :)
time to work for my n-code!.
work work.

back to constructive no-lifeness.

ayeee... gourddd...uhhh... jhorbb.
yeah.

for the first time, i'm looking forward to it.
to think i was dreading going to work last week.

well.. i guess circumstances do change you outlook on things.
since i want to get my racket, i shall work for it. :)
work work.

but come to think of it, i already had enough money before taking on this job.
oh wait. i still have enough money.

the point is that when the money is so hard earned(by yourself), there is a little reluctance in spending. (plus the fact that sometimes you get cheated by some niao people of your OT hours and stuff !@^%$&*^!)
just a little tinge of guilt knowing that you just spend 3 days pay on a piece of metal that probably cost a fraction to make.

but thank goodness for the satisfaction after. x)

off to work on monday.
then school after the next 2-3 weeks.

less time to spend with the love of my life.
sigh.
morning sessions shall be shortened.
but yea.... a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. ^^

so i shall spend extra time with her today.
although i think i'll get a headache after.

how can you not love her.
her face lights up every time you push the right buttons. ;)

well said.
like a true no life person.
but at the moment, that's not lying. x)

i miss rugby.
its been what... 3 years?
since i ended my 7 year stint.
somehow i wonder what would have happened if i didn't quit rugby.

maybe i'd have gotten a girl.
maybe i'd be a little heavier in muscle mass to fit the role.
maybe i'd be held a little higher in recognition than being the choir boy who keeps getting asked by people to "sing something!" for them.
maybe i'd be a little duller in the head(at the end of sec school) after seeing the inverse relationship - ability vs intelligence that significantly showed during the last 2 years of so-called-career.

plenty of 'maybe's to go around.
but since when did that matter?
i just thought up of that list during the last 5 minutes for blogging material sake.

it wasn't what could have happened, because you can't miss something that never happened.

i miss an outlet.
i miss the freedom of restricted hurting people and getting hurt back without being charged for assault.
i miss knocking other people's brains out at the expense of mine(not that it'll be a great loss).

which is why last year i had so much fun when it was the rugby module for pe. ben can vouch for that. x)

maybe i'll join rugby when i get into poly.
but they say they've got selections. :(
oh wait. isn't it more likely to not be able to get into badminton?
sigh.

maybeee...

mister wee kim wee died-ded.
honestly, i didn't even know how he looked like until i read the papers.

reading the papers about all that about him being really down-to-earth, a people's president...
he was probably a pretty good president.
but he's a retard.

he bought a new mercs to trade it with his daughter's 2 year old one.
what a retard.
+ if money is present, thou shalt not buy a merc.

but yea.
what a very very nice retard. x)

caught xxx2 today.
it was reasonable. come to think of it.
above expectations.
or may its just the inclination to big explosions and hot cars.

hm.

ever since i laid my eyes on her,
i knew she was the one.
ivory complexion complementing silver streaks framing her face;
svelte body almost weightless in my arms.

the new object of my desire.

i need an n-code 90 badminton racquet
but parting with 127bucks is a steep.

i went to chill with dan today, sitting around at coffeeclub at wisma, because the one at paragon was packed.
bloody public holidays.
was basically just to get some inspiration for my submission for sajc lifescience programme logo design competition. just trying my luck.

and we just HAD to walk past stadium at taka.
i wish i never stepped into the shop.
i wish i never laid my eyes on that racquet.

now i just have to get it.
blast it.

forget about the last post.
one of those little bouts of boredom. x)

8th may 2005, mother's day.
1st may 2005, labour day.
just realised how apt the timing is.

today was our church's 18th anniversary.
i've spent 17 at the same building.
same rooms, same curtain in the children's singing room.
can't help but have a certain sense of attachment to the place.

dan ng brought kid pictures to church today.
i was really funny... and er... weird.

... some things just don't change. ;)