Sinful Indulgences...

Ow.
This is not a good way to start a good weekend.
I had muscles sore enough after a crazy Friday.
With PE and badminton trainin.
Now, i had to torture myself collecting newspapers on Saturday.
OW...
They flare with every tiny flex.
Agony of agonies.
Urgh...
It was good though.
At least most of the class went for lunch together.
I had 2 immense chicken chops with spaghetti.
Bloated.
I can't remember when was the last time i was that bloated.
Anyways...
After a hard day's work
And a good lunch.
We all went home.

It was a blissful sleep
Until Ian called to go to town with Char
I awoke.
Unusually groggy.
Couldnt even sit up proper in bed.
My body was raging in pain.
In the end, feeling stupid...
I had to roll off...
-_-"

We cabbed down to Heeren
Char went window shopping
For a piece of very reavealing fabric that served no practical purpose
At least she had to sense NOT to buy it.
We then went to Cineleisure.
The entire building was covered with the Pepsi Fire and Ice ad.
Kinda overwhelming.
Imagine being immersed in blue and red hues everywhere u went.
We then caught the Fockers.

Goodness, it was hella fun.
Utter ingenuity.
Cheers to the production team.
It was completely stuffed with sexual innuendoes.
Ben Stiller aka Gaylord Focker...
What kind of a father would name his son liddat?
The little boy was soooo adorable
"Asss..... HOLE....."
LOL. Hell.
The dumb dog humping the cat.
'Honk if you are horny' thingy....
Slapstick shit. Haha.
And Barbara Streisand being a sex therapist.
The whole thing was wacky.

Ian brought us to the Hyatt Hotel.
For dinner at mezzo 9
The whole place was so delightful.
I was taking in the delicate interior design with its soft lighting and appropriate choice of music
Fine dining at its best.
I guess i shouldnt be describing the sensory stimulations here.
It would be inexplicable.
Words. Ah, the failure of my language.
It would be best savoured yourself.
Charmaine... Charmaine...
She wont ever learn.
We all know the effects of the volatile combination of Charmaine and alcohol
Forming a disastrous compound called Crazy Char.
She got a vanilla snow.
I downed most of it, leaving some sips for her.
Then left this last considerable bit.
I was abt to finish it when she snatched it and downed everything.
The resultant effect was...
Not good.
She almost immediately burst into a fit of senseless giggles as shock registered on my face.
There would be no turning back.
It was kinda embarassing.
Losing composure like that in a place of fine dining.
Like mezza 9.
She was dropping her food.
Laughin senseless.
Saying gibberish.
People might have got the wrong idea u know.
2 guys with 1 drunk lass.
But well, things pretty much sobered up to some extent later
It was midnight when we got home.
Exhausting day it was.
OUT.

Bleah

A rather boring start.
As always with Ng Kim Teck's geog tutorial.
As always ending up as an iceblock afterwards.
Then, it was Econs tutorial.
I dreaded it.
Not becoz of the teacher, but becoz of the subject itself.
Didn't i mention Econs just wasn't me?
Argh, fuckin irritating pop-ups.
We were doin the Price Indexes thingy.
It was the worst.
Not only did i have to deal with Econs, but also calculus.
SICK...
Curse that bitch of a Jerry to laugh.
Abysmal idiot.
-_-"...
Hope you are reading this.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful.
Slackin for 2 hours in btw lectures.
Had fun with badminton today.
Taught a few ppl....
Like Jerry....
Wonder why i did that....
But then again i got my revenge b4 teachin him.
Caught him in the shoulder with a smash.
Haha. =P!
Btw, i must think of something to counter Zhi Xian and curb my lob shot weakness.
Icky mistakes.

After sch was rather sian.
Had to go for this STOOPID make-up session with CCS
Yuk!
And Su Zhen was turned into a hag.
That was ticklish =).
Ended disgustingly late tho.
And i just got home.
What a waste of my precious time....

Guess i might as well...

I had felt a sort of longing for Xinhui Primary School, it was like a sort of attachment to the school, the young children, the warm and friendly teachers, and especially our marvelous cook, Da Shen. A part of me refused to let go, unable to make myself leave the premises that felt like a second home to me.

I began to think, such was the carefree lifestyle that the people there led, unfettered by things going on in the outside world, they enjoy life living in a world of their own. At first, I felt sorry for the people, having to live in such a harsh and bleak environment, but after I interacted with the children, made small talk. I began to understand that they were happy with whatever they had. It did not matter to them that they did not have things like cameras, proper toilets or sleek new facilities. They live life contented with what they had. Something us Singaporeans could probably never achieve. Unlike them, we live in a competitive society. We have to fight to get what we want. It was hard for me to learn to treasure things I have, because I did not see their worth. I simply wanted them for the sake of wanting them, as if they were a measure of someone's overall outlook. But after the trip, I learned one thing from the children, I treasure what I have and am contented with it. It was pointless having something I do not treasure, it would just be a piece of trash in my hands and I would rather it be a treasure in someone else’s hands.

Being away so long from the rigours of city living, it was expected to have some kind of withdrawal syndrome due to the stark inconvenience of things. I admit I had it for the first 3 days at most, then it vanished, Xinhui felt like home. Getting away from the hustle and bustle of city life had its benefits. It allowed me time to myself, a time so precious I would never have in the fast-paced lifestyle in Singapore. At long last, I had a chance to look into myself and discover for myself my strengths, my weaknesses, my personality and my identity, I saw what kind of a person I was. I would try to change my weakness and fortify my strengths. Hopefully, to make myself a more acceptable person to others. I tried to open my introverted nature as much as I could and I found out that everything was not so bad if people were willing to be honest with each other. Something, which rarely happens in a society like ours.

What the project achieved was that it laid each and everyone of us bare, honest, good or ugly. We saw each other, forgave their faults and encouraged whatever was good. In this short time, we forged strong friendships that would last many, many trials

Aaron Lim Si Ru 04A2

New style in town!

Well, its been a long time... i figured that maybe i want to try something new
Something informal.
I'm new, so can't really grasp it yet, jane n jerry would know what it's like.
So... noticed yet? =)
I think i t feels more casual to the reader anyway
The first time i came across this
It felt so close
There were no barriers
As if the blogger was juz standin there bloggin away at your face
Thats how i like it, hope i captured the stylistic breaks
Then again, it'll take time
Then again, i may get sued for piracy =P

I think i'm becomin lazy...
Come to think of it...
I've always been.
Not much of a difference eh?
Ya.
I thought so, just tryin not to think so badly of myself.
Well. My weekend's... 'Bleah!' =P
I had to do spring cleaning, which involves your average mom turning into a obnoxious droid commander, shooting off orders like a rapid-fire laser gun at ME. -_-"
I often wondered how i had ever survived?
Luckily, i found some solace with an outing with frens on Saturday, so i wasn't overworked mindlessly.
I enjoy sanity, and hold it dearly, and would not want to abandon myself to insanity, for the sake of mundane household chores.
As i said. We caught Elecktra.
Jennifer Garner was, well, stunning in red leather tights wielding 2 rais(her dagger-like weapons)
Somehow, the rest of the plot didn't quite carry along.
The story was clipped, less than satisfactory fight scenes (with it being barely satisfactory was Jenn Garner whipping around with impossibly elastic moves).
The movie somehow didn't befit the era now, it would be more of a hotshot flick if it was ever aired a decade ago.
Yes, that was the standard, rather criticism i gave.
I am more anticipating the opening of 'Constantine' =)
Charmed fans, do watch out for the season finale the following 2 Wednesdays.
Blog Out.

Owwww....

Hey, its a tuesday. Duh... not a bad one... know why? Cause there's NO ECONS! Haha... econs really drives me nuts, i can literally tear my hair out trying to comprehend, link, let alone DO the tutorials... Guess i'm a goner. Geog lecture would have been extremely dead when Ng Kim Teck's lecturing and freezing us with those cold jokes of his, had not been for the awesome video clip on vulcanicity. It was good, we saw Mt St Helens collapse, Pinatubo exploding, and those Hawaiian shields spewing forth all they've got... Spectacular, amazing how destructive Nature can be? But at the same time aesthetic as well? Erie... Like some dark paradox. Lit was as usual, could have died from over-sweetening. Everything thing else went ok.

For afternoon PE today, we did the 5 stations, coz we alr did the 2.4km run last week. I was rather surprised at myself, for shuttle run i did 10.2, i know its not amazing, but it was quite close to my other fren who did 9.8, i used to do like 11 odd last time =) Then came pull ups... haiz... rather unthinkable that i'll be able to do it. It was at the monkey bars, coz our pull up bars along with the basketball courts are under-construction. So... dumpin everythin outta my mind, i gave it all, eyes scrunched up. My eyes opened in shock when i realised i actually lifted my chin to the bar, i was so surprised. i did 2 it didnt count coz my chin just reached the bar n didn't go over. Oh but who cares? I didn't make it for broad jump. So no further mention.

After PE, i sat down at the grandstand, for the longest time waitin for my fren whos playin soccer to go for some first aid massage course. I waited nearly 40 mins not really moving. When i stood up finally, suddenly this snapping pain shot through both my legs, OW. Pure agony to stand or squat. My leg muscles simply locked up, bunched tight together, couldn't really manuver well. Guess what? I had badminton training str8 after the first aid thing. Hell, during training my legs were on fire, and my footwork was erratic due to the pain shooting away. Ugh. Bad, bad, bad, bad......

Btw, for Charmed tmr, its 'Reality Check' with demons organising this reality tv show, interested? Catch it on 5 at 8.30pm.

-_-"

I'm in school now. I am officially zoned out. Blank. Void. Empty.

I'm at home now. Today was fucked up. Yes, totally, abysmally, revoltingly FUCKED UP. I never felt more stupid than i ever did. Now, don't ever say, idiotic, spastic or lame things to me tmr. Not even a hint.

So... So... Lost...

Ah... i'm so shagged. Just got home after trainin. We gotta new coach this time, and now, trainin is even tougher than b4, we have to run 4 rounds as warm up then further stretchin then intense footwork trainin... Ow, i can almost feel the familiar ache of my muscles. The worst thing is that trainin is on tuesday and friday, i have PE on both days, i end at 12.10 on friday and badminton trainin starts at 5... This sux...

I feel lost. Suddenly. Like i've lost my path in life. I don't know what to look forward to. I don't know what to strive for. Suddenly, this profound loss left me paralzyed. I dunno why, but I would have these 'blank-out' instances sometimes, where I am at a complete loss, like my memory has been erased or something. Sigh, maybe its stress at school, maybe is stress everywhere, maybe its everything going wrongly at the wrong time.

Like a lost soul, adrift, adrift, adrift....

New Blogskin?

Goodness gracious me..., my tagboard's damn sad man.... so empty... Is it because my blogskin's too dull? I guess not everyone's a Charmed Fan.... =P Ok.... in a bid for wanting more tags, i shall work to change my blogskin! Cause everyone's just taggin by saying they tagged and for me askin them to...? I feel horrible.... =( Some friends u guys are... =P

Pensive...

I'm am pensive, not sure what of, just simply pensive. Deep in thought, shrouded in my own reality. Wondering about everything. Somehow, i targeted the recent spate of events. The tsunami. It descended pain and misery upon its victims. What was its purpose? Was it really a doing of a Higher Being, to punish Man for his sins? But why South East Asia, where the people lived innocent and happy lives, why not the scheming and conceited countries in other parts of the world? Was it simply His way of population control? Were the victims sacrificed as a means to evoke compassion once again in this steely world? Was it simply natural occurence? Or Fate? WHAT is the reality of things? We cannot explain...

And what i find most depressing and distressing is the avariciousness of Man in this time of disaster. I guess it's simply Man's nature to be selfish and keep the best for himself. Therefore, unity in its truest sense is unattainable, because we cannot even attain unity among fellow human beings, even the one same species of animals unite in strength against vicious foes. Ironically, us humans, the most intelligent beings on this very Earth, cannot abstain from the temptations of internal strife, expects to exact their judgements and manner upon others and subjugate them to their will and political power-plays and threats. We cannot, over so many millenia of evolution acheive unity, for all our ingenuity, for all our philosophies, for all that we are now, unity still remains a faraway ideal...

Why? It is a question to ask the world.

I've been feeling so many things at once recently, from everywhere. Home, school, the news, friends. Somethings just make me want to ask so many whys. I don't exactly know why i'm writing this post at all, but i feel as if there is something hidden within me that i do not know of...

I do not know whats wrong with me, once again, i lost my temper and shouted at my sister. Now... i feel so guilty... The poor thing, now i feel its unfair to her, why did i have to do that just because we couldn't agree? I am disappointed with myself that i could not control my frustrations and temper and irritation and so many other emotions that i needed to vent out. I was closed in, and unwittingly she became my only source of release. I'm truly repentant. I just couldn't help it. At times, i would feel absolutely powerless, weak, helpless, at the mercy of all around me, at the mercy of Fate and Destiny. I felt like a pawn, like there were so many other things in the world i am wrongfully ingnorant of.

I guess i went beyond the limit break, and blew my top.

So many things are just out of reach, as inventive, adaptable, innovative we humans are, advancing at lightspeed over the centuries, even with a vast cache of all information we could garner, even on this tiny Earth (in galactic proportions). Compared to all that exist, we are but so infinitesimal, insignificant, inconsequential to the workings of the Grand Design. So left with no answers, all we could do is question... Why did terrorists have to destroy the WTO. Why did SARS come about along with other incurables. Why did the tsunami have to cost South East Asia so many lives and property loss? WHY did humanity come to this world to live a life like this? Is that why we chose to seek the Higher Existences/Beings (God) to direct us in our blind path?

So many questions... Who answers? I will continue this the next posting, do drop comments on my blabbering. =|

Oops!

Yep, sorry i had to zip away just like that. Had a horrible day at school really, completely zeroed out. Brain-dead. I had PE... which required running 6 rounds (and i don't have fantastic stamina) and doin PT, actually it wasn't too bad, but i had drama prac right after, which requires me to juggle 3 roles in 2 short plays. So... i'm onstage most of the time, sayin, no strainin my poor voice tryin my best to project my voice. Now my vocal cords are achin, after all those runs of Sing to the Dawn, with me nearly dying at the not so high notes... Ouch.

And if that wasn't bad enough, i only ended like 7+. Normally, i would take 20 minutes to take 156 and change to 13, 54 or 88, but since i was with Ben, i had to take 53 and change to 162, this time, the cursed 162 took abt half an hour to come, in the end resulted with me reaching home at 8, exhausted and hungry. XP

The bazaar is tmr. Dammit, gotta remember lines. And another dammit, i still haven't started on homework. Certified Dead.

School... juz another part of life... But, I HATE IT!

Helo, haha, im postin this post in school now. Im like at drama practice, but we haven't really started yet, so im usin the console, the rest of the guys are just goin around doin publicity. Stuff, ya know...

School's been really bad, well at least not bad to the fact that all the teachers are threatening us with knives at out necks for our holiday homework, but giving extra homework isn't exactly nice. Econs was the worst, we have ... er i gtg now, gotta help, brb...

Last day of the hols... first day of sch impending....

This... is what i have been dreading all this while... Somehow, somewhen during the hols, i keep having this urge of wanting to return to school more than ever because home just felt so restrictive, like a cage, and the threat of utter boredom was enough to drive me nuts. Yet now, when school's about to start, i'm thinkin otherwise. Yep, because i haven't finished my homework, and now my poor conscience is killin me, self torture... Ugh, i hate it. Haiz, i probably won't sleep well tonight.

I'll look forward to seeing my class and the whole of Team Xinhui again, it'll be really nice, but school and homework and seeing frens again, isn't a very good combination, if only... if only... But then again what can i do? I'll just wait and see what the next day has in store for me. Nothing good, i guess =(

Back to reality.

Man... reality is comin back, faster than ever... The reality of homework is inescapable, dammit, its so irritatin, so inconsequential, like some spastic fly hovering around your ear. For now, i juz wanna crush that pathetic fly, but its simply so elusive and unhittable.... blardy hell. I really wanna just take my homework, throw it into some raging fire and just sleep away the first day of school. Sadly, i realised the consequences will come crushing down. Sick man, i hate this world... Come to think of it, who doesn't? Look at all the shit its throwing at us... Reality...? I often wonder if its a good or bad thing?

Sometimes... i really dun wanna know, if i have to rack my brains and come up with nothing but frustrations, i'd rather live a world of fantasies... Crappy... Totally crappy. Fucked up. Any kinda rubbish in the world you simply don't have time for, but simply have to face. Wish they would all burn in hell. Wonder why we have to go thru our precious life dealin with all these TRASH!? Nothin's perfect, guess thats it, the PERFECT answer to all imperfections... Screwed up. Sometimes, i just wanna SHOUT OUT. But no, the society won't take that kinda crap from me, because of all the petty things they have to keep in motion. RIDICULOUS.

This life is meaningless, if we can't live it the way we like it, as least in a way we like and won't harm ppl, yet somehow, we all gotta conform to all the shit society tells us to do... Rules, laws, fashion, whatnot? YOU KNOW WHAT? FOR ONCE I DON'T FUCKING GIVE A DAMN!

Screw homework. Really. I don't give it a fucking care no more. I'll just take wadever awaits me in school, dammit. I'm BURNT OUT. I'm BEAT. I'm SHAGGED. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS! Take that, and say no more.

P.S. Sorry bout the shout-out. Take it or leave it.

New Blogskin!!!

HA! HA! HA! I finally got miself a new blogskin, kinda like it, spent hours workin my way round it, finally it became what it is now. Hope you guys like it too, yea, Charmed, spells, i know, i can't help it =). Yay!

Many surprises await discovering in this new year of 2005

Before i move on... i would like to observe a sacred minute of silence for all the unfortunate victims and their families of the earthquake cum tsunami disaster that hit the Maldives, Sri Lanka, India, Phuket, Penang, Pattaya, Pi Pi Island, Thailand, West Malaysia and Aceh, Sumatra.

1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 38. 39. 40. 41. 42. 43. 45. 46. 47. 48. 49. 50. 51. 52. 53. 54. 55. 56. 57. 58. 59. 60... My deepest condolences go to those who were afflicted by the terrible wrath of nature, such is the true reality of this world.

Ok... mourning aside, let us with open arms usher in the New Year with new begginings! HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL!!! Haha, well today... no i meant the LAST day of year 2004... It got off on a rather sour note, woke up late with a really bad hair day, plus my greatest pals couldn't make it to celebrate the new year with me... Sigh, i guess we could make up for that some other time... Something juz kinda felt so wrong, the eve felt so repressive, there was no air of rejoice or excitement nearing the end of 2004, so, i felt fucked up totally, giving everyone a black face. Yuck! To make things worse, accidentally dropped my mp3 player on the ground cause the earphones kinda caught on the edges of the table and jerked the player outta my grasp... And it dropped with a light clatter on the tiled floor... I checked it immediately for any damages, guess what? It hangs when it starts up, so its pretty much useless. I was absolutely pissed at myself for my utter idiocy and was cursing inwardly throughout, however i was in a rush for time to get to my godma's place for dinner so i stuffed it into my bag and rushed away wearing my old worn-out slippers. Running down the steps to the traffic light, my foot stepped on a little puddle of water and suddenly all friction abandoned the bottom of my slippers, causing me to swing my arms madly as i tried to regain my balance until my sis caught me. Feeling completely disgusted at all the happenings today, i exploded, cursing and swearing and hurling expletives in every possible manner, thank goodness there was hardly anyone in the vicinity except for my sister.

At my godma's place, i got my godsis's husband (who's the techy guy) to have a look at my offending mp3 player which was the cause of all my frustrations. He looked at it skeptically, turned it on (where it hangs), squats down to the ground, clatters it lightly a few times against the ground... i stood there agape, wondering what was going on, he then turned to me, handed it over, and all i could see on that white LCD screen was the main menu. I was even more flabbergasted, like how the hell did he do that? I checked the sound was perfect. So then, my mood lightened considerably, even more so with the company of my adorably cute little 5 year old nephew.

At home, we were playin mahjong, at first i was pissed cause i lost the first few rounds when my mum kept winning a step ahead of me. Things got better later as i got a few 'zi muo's one or 2 'man guan's and a 'ban se' plus 3 consecutive 'hu's that probably covered my than enough of my losses beforehand.

Well... well... the new year doesn't look too bad after all, just that i still have homework left undone -_-" Oh... damn... But, then again, what the hell? =)