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2006-08-01T04:48:00.000+08:00

I'm Thinking About My Life & Priorities...

Please don't blame me for this... After talking so much with so many people (I must have talked the last 4 years of my life combined), exchanging views and observing other people, I began to ponder over my own life. After all, it's one of the 2 times of the year (other than NY) that prompts students to make resolutions.

But well, actually, what should I think of? I guess my main aim is to kill (or at least weaken) the lazy bug in me. And then, through more interaction with other people, I can know how to restrict myself appropriately at times, verbally or action wise.

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Went for Soka SD Orientation on Fri. The Reason for going was complex, but well, since the reason was for a good purpose, then it should not be that bad. After all, we had good company too.

In our group we had me, zin, LF, Luke, rx, tC and cb (bryan joined us later in the evening). We met at Clementi, where we distributed our identifiers for the day, made faithfully by tC into the night. Then it was off to the central forum where we had ice-breaker games with the other strangers joining the orientation.

SD identifier (front) Plaster wrapped in plastic for long-keeping.

It was standard fare, followed by a sort of internal hunt, though I didn't join in the puzzle solving. ha... I followed wherever the others went. Highlight was Poison River bah. Don't know why. It reminded me of the day when NEL broke down and I had to squeeze with a lot of people in the carriage or the day when 96 was trapped in a jam, with a bus load of people packed to the brim. Breathless, cold-sweating.

Then, we went for the Food Hunt. We started off to Clementi, the 1st station, where some 小插曲 happened. And then on the way, cb and I started the Nipple-Pinching Marathon again. It put all guys into defensive mode, including the OGL, whom barely knew us. He should feel honoured for getting molested ok...

We then took 7 to HV, where we searched for a balloon shop. We had lunch (sort of) at the hawker centre, where I ate orh jian. It was then I started to become a message relayer. Tired on one hand, glad that I was trusted on the other. But well, I can only say I did a good job relaying messages, though whether I helped resolved anything was secondary.

We then took some bus to Cine, where cb and I disturbed tC throughout the bus ride. Who asked him to NOT burst his pimple? Who asked him to have sensitive (physiologically, though for him, it means metaphorically too) ears?

At Cine, we searched for the white apple (ishop) and then had ice kacang to continue the food chain. It was then we turned the Nipple-Pinching Marathon to Caressing Marathon. No pain inflicted, just plain pleasure... hehe...

It was there I realized something too. All along, I thought I had a rather disgusting cackle (can't help it when I lose control), but I found out that rx had an equally (if not surpassing me) disgusting cackle. It happened when he attacked me on the escalator and I was more of in shock than in pain...

Then it was off to Harborfront, where bryan joined us. Had dinner there. ermz... What did we do...? We basically roamed the place before dinner in search of a food item that can help us link up the food chain... cb was happy reveling the fact about his new crush. After dinner, cb and Luke left. It was also where I was approached for info again.

It's really interesting. We touched on the topic of 热脸贴冷屁股. Long long ago, I had the same experience where I expressed friendliness after The Fight. I was met with a cold face. From then on, I gave up all attempts to make peace. Till lately, I realize that he didn't see me outside the bookshop smiling at him. Maybe we shouldn't 委屈 ourselves to 热脸贴冷屁股, but sometimes, it may not be a 冷屁股 we are 贴-ing, so it doesn't hurt to do it a few more times just in case.

After all, there's nothing to lose. That was what I told him.

SD identifier (back) There was an accompanying plaster that we wore for the event.

We proceeded to Pasir Panjang Food Centre for the last item. It was a place I had always wanted to eat at since my RV days (passing by on 176 2 times a day but never had the impulse to drop off and eat there). It's no longer visible from the road since Circle Line construction took place. We had the Chicken Fried Rice over there. Ended the day's work as Relayer, though as mentioned, it wasn't me who resolved everything.

We crossed the road to the SOKA Youth Centre, some place that I have passed by all these years but never give much thought about.

It was already drizzling as we crossed the road. It was the weirdest situation I got myself into in recent times. I want to be a friend, not a wedge, which was how I felt at that point of time. A wedge between 2 people on an apparent cold war was suppressing.

It was SOKA performance and experience sharing there, in the small function room. The ambience was nice, though it was a long time since I sat on the ground for extended period of time. Nothing super impressive nor super depressive.

rx's sharing session made me feel that the Reason for attending was fulfilled. We didn't waste our time going down as a group to accompany tC and it was the 1st time in ages since we actively included rx in GC's crazy antics. A tiring day with 2 fulfilling accomplishments.

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Slept late, so I pontang Touch City Walk held in the crazy hour of 7am.

Went to meet up with Ma'ats after their walk for lunch at Funan food court. Lingered around the area before tC, cb and me set off for LB.

LB was rather low-key today, despite being an 'orientation visit' after the City Walk where KCs were supposedly to have helped disseminate this fact. But well...

Visited blind sisters and uncle lee. hmmm... I'm still not up to standard, but my focus is supposed to be on volunteers, yar? The hokkien group had me, wz, cal, cb and weijian from gp2. Uncle lee proclaimed that it was wonderous that kids as young as cb and wj could be studying in uni and all of us laughed. Well, is it a blessing to b with the outlook of a kid or not?

Met up with bryan, LF and Joyce at Lucky Chinatown (they rotted while we went for LB) and had a GS interview for Joyce. She came with a supposedly Grade A gossip in her resume to offer us. The 'interview' went on while we had KTV at a Ten-dollar KTV Lounge (ed joined us) and after that, where we had a short talk at Chinatown Point Mac with km.

What I learned from the interview? Never to relate to the interviewee as to how they fared. When they have an idea of their standing, we'll never be able to keep the ball in our court. Be it they are telling us a Grade A++ news or an out-dated Grade C news, interviewers should keep the reactions to themselves. No use leading them on when the above rule was broken.

This is to safeguard the safety of all our members and the existence of the Club (organization, in a broader term).

Gossiping is, after all, an official underground activity that a lot of victims detest (even though they enjoy in sharing other people's gossips).

Joyce failed her psychometric and integrity test too. Whether she makes it into the List is still open for discussion with other members.

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It's a bit tough trying to blog relevant to the title. This segment is, in fact, written 12 hours after the 1st few parts and I've not a single idea how to continue or make an ending.

Been troubled by certain stuff these days, these few weeks. Or do I? Maybe to certain people, I'm still living life nonchalantly as before.

Whiling my time away with people I most enjoy the company.

Be it short term or long term, it has been a long time since I feel so included, so I might as well immerse in it.

Yes, I do need to be wanted and included. I guess that's what most humans desire. There are those who are able to give just as well as they receive (if not more) and some who just receives more than they give. Some, they demand and demand.

Why do people keep demanding stuff they don't make an effort in getting? Why do people choose to live life pessimistically, keeping themselves in the dark fringes of life when they could have done something?

Years ago, watched Andy Lau's movie Li Gu Li Gu Xin Nian Cai. It was a comedy, but there was a good quote:

It doesn't matter whether you have a set of bad tiles; it's how you play the tiles. As long as you do your best, you are playing a good game.

I believe I lead a life of damnity, but I know I shouldn't wallow in self-pity. Cos after all the endless rounds of self-pity, I'm still in as bad a situation I was in. Ok, I once led a life of self-pity, that was how I know it's not constructive. As I've said (a dozen times before), it made me waste 4 years of my life.

But even though I stopped engaging i self-pity, I still wasted a year plus procrastinating and stuff like that.

But I know my next step is: to take a step.

Then the next.

And the next.

So, I must get rid of the lazy bug in me and get going.

I once told a class during an intro: I'm 17 this year and it is unique, cos it's the only 17 I'm gonna lead.

Half of my 22 is gone and it was wasted doing stuff that had no long-term constructive impact on my life. I need to make it a good one before it ends.

From 17, my life while restart again at 22.

Dear friends, please make full use of your 18s, 19s, 20s, and 21s. Cos for what I lost, I hope you guys cherish it.

Live life optimistically and those who do are the ones whom I stick to more, cos I no longer want to be pulled into the abyss of pessimism.

Shall make my half-yearly resolutions soon.

2006-07-30T19:44:00.000+08:00

Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber

I don't know if this was on Youtube already, but since I don't know about its existence, I will create one.

It's last night of E3 and we were having our Talentime session. We were supposed to grab props and dress our representatives up for a 'fashion show'. Unfortunately, we were so slow that we have only the box that contained the props. What to do? So comes Ma'at's Terrorist Suicide Bomber...

2006-07-28T02:01:00.000+08:00

Injection of Colour To My Life

It really takes a major event in my life for me to be able to start having the urge to blog again. Just weeks ago, I was at the point where I had nothing much to say, cos my life was getting a bit bland with a constant loop set into my life.

And it seems that interesting stuff likes to come all at once.

But I suppose the impact from E3 was rather great, having met so many interesting characters both in and out of my group. The freshies were great, and I've regained my belief that it's good to health to hang out with younger people, cos they had the ideas, zeal and drive that people like me have gradually lost.

Lameness was one. For almost 2 years, people have met with my lame comments with just a roll of their eyes and making a secret wish that I disappear from the face of the earth. I can't believe I actually met people who specialize in lame jokes in this camp. OMG...

Ma'at's freshies are impossible (it seems weird to call them freshies when I regard them as friends already. Somehow, calling them 'freshies' have a sense of condescendment, but it's an easy way to refer to them). They mass chat from 10pm to 4am, and den from 12pm to 4pm. They have an outing on Tue and Fri, going for PAH this weekend, and a chalet is in the pipeline for 4 days next week.

Goodness... I take 2 months to try to get my old friends to just meet for 2 hours!

Woke up late on Tues, guess I was still trying to recuperate from the lack of sleep last week. There weren't supposed to be anybody in the house, since my sisses and mum goes to work by 10am. But there was my mum, walking out of the bathroom, pointing to me her buah luku on her head, telling me she fell at the bus stop while chasing after the bus.

I was so terrified cos the bump was bleeding and she could actually take it so easy. She told me that the ambulance came but she didn't want to go on it cos it was too expensive. I broke into a string of vulgarities and forced her to see the doc. With her osteo, I didn't want to leave anything to chances.

Yup, jolts of life comes all at once.

So I had to rush my mum to the clinic which was about to close, arrange to meet the buyer of my DVD writer and catch up with the discussion for the Ma'at gathering in the evening. Why must they all come at once and leave my other days so boring and vacant??

Back to the after-thoughts of E3, I conclude that one type of character I don't like will be the Act-Cute types. There were some people in there who were trying so hard to please others by acting cute. And by acting cute, I wasn't refering to Rainie's type of making cute expressions. These people portray themselves as the weak, squealing hamsters to demand the attention and care from their victims.

The key word here is ACT. I can see they are acting cute when their behaviour is inconsistent. One moment they'd be weak, and another moment they'd be ranting about their colourful lifestyle, very atypical of their 'weak' nature.

I admit I do act cute once in a while, but like acting hum-sup, horny etc, it was for the entertaining of people around me. Life needs some kind of laugher medicine at times, so I provided it (though I hope the others see my point).

haiz... as usual, drifting off and realizing that this is another post that has no central theme. Just as well... Ventilation.

2006-07-26T17:16:00.000+08:00

My Virgin Camp Pt II

Day 3 of camp started with Mass Games. 'cos I was too darned tired with only 12 hrs of sleep for the past 3 nights, I threw tantrums and refused to wake up, with the other guys doing all their best to drag me from my table-bed. Gilbert was so darned pissed at my morning sickness that he just ran out of the room. That made me so paiseh that I sped up my prep to go off.

Mass Games sucks. 1st, we were separated from our groups. 2nd, the theme of the item wasn't apparent throughout the game. I mean, you guys wanted this to be a session where the groups earn points to gain immunity from a disease right? Why is it that the actual thing was different from the concept? I don't know. But given that the games were carried out smoothly, every other things are insignificant.

The sun wasn't good too, so I didn't get much tan even though we were out in the stadium. And then, it was the string of 'talks'. DARN! I should have gone to catch 40 winks then. It was hard to sit down there and doze off. I'm not the young kid who could sleep anywhere le.

After that, it was the OC dance practice. cos I wore the HC shorts, I attracted the attention of Sheila and Zihui (my dance partner). 1st time in OC that girls took interest in talking to me, duh! Quite a number of us were from HC, but well, I don't quite like a lot of HC people, much less those who came out in the OC. On the other hand, it was the emergence of the RV gang in my group that was more interesting.

No matter what, I am still fundamentally RV-ian. It transformed and brainwashed me to an irreversible state, so I was able to click better with other RV-ians.

There were 3 other RV-ians in my group, Vivian, the councillor who looked like Apple Hong (hey jan! u've got a competitor) and Tan Ching and Chio Bu (who looked like Chen Jian Bin), the guy freshies. It was so farnie. There were actually 4 RV-ians in a group! yar...

After dinner was SP and I was asked to stand in as an SP again. Considering the hoo-haa I created the 1st time, I was rather skeptical of me standing in. But well, they couldn't find anyone willing to do that. All of them wanted to go kajiao the freshies, duh!

My SP this time had a serious problem of shyness, which was very apparent from the minute she started speaking. All the councillors from her group were like warning me to be gentle with her, as if I would eat her! Instead, I spent quite a lot of time counselling and trying to ease her anxiety for me and the camp as a whole.

It was quite a different experience from the 1st night, where my subjects to talk about was limited cos I couldn't reveal my identity as a councillor. I didn't want to lie, so I could only conceal facts. But this time round, being open about my identity, I was able to talk as much as I wanted, which was useful when talking to someone who had so few words to say.

But I must say because of her, Shiyun and I started to talk. Frankly speaking, my 1st impression of her wasn't good, in fact it was very negative. But I felt it was better to put our differences aside to discuss about the freshie and what knowledge I gained during the SP session so that she could make use of it and help the freshie even more.

Later that night was Fright Night, but due to OC protocol, we were supposed to call it Twilight Hunt to put the freshies off their guards. It worked, except that kids nowadays are getting less intimidated by the ghostly stuff. cos we're group 6, we were the last to start off, so we had plenty of time to spend.

Plaque

I was initially allocated to a group in Batch 2, so I played games with them initially. We got so bored with the 'formatized' games that we began to go freestyle. Alex suggested zero-point, which evolved into stunt-styled jumping over a line that was at eye-level. And then it became limbo rock, where we all agreed Zhenqin was Master of Limbo Rock.

The freshie I replaced soon returned, so I went back to join the Gp5/6 batch. It was a long wait. There was some cork-up and our set-off time was delayed. So much so the guys had time to prep for their talentime dance. duh!

Finally set off, but we were half dead. I went with Ziping and some-other-ppl-i-can't-rem-cos-i-was-too-sleepy. yup, they juz hid behind the counter at the engin co-op which was so stuffy dat I cannot tahan and went to join KM's roaming party.

It was hilarious that we saw freshies machiam like seeing ghosts like dat. We dodged and ran and siam whenever we spotted freshies in the vicinity. Finally, we made it to LT7A where I conked out while waiting for Batch 3 to return..

When they finally did, it was almost 3am and I was so blur le. We walked back to TH through the route parallel to Clementi Rd, 1st time I took that road. haha... but I just told KM to trust me and make the whole gp follow me lol lucky we didn't get lost.

The next day was Sentosa day, waking up to a thunderstorm. We were so worried that it would carry on, but it didn't. Something happened on our way there. 1st, Merv told me that the bus I was in charge of will stop at the alighting bay and the whole gp of us will take the shuttle service. So I asked the bus of Gp5/6 to unload their luggage and all.

Then the bus driver told me that since I was buying the coach permit (which Merv told me to buy), the bus could go in and drop us at wherever we wanted. So we loaded again and off we went to the 'Bus Terminal'.

However, when I reached, I couldn't see Mei Toon's convoy, which left before us. In actual fact. my bus over took hers and she came late. But she told me she reached the bus terminal already (meaning her bus reached), while I thought she meant she and her bus had unloaded. And since I couldn't see her bus of people INSIDE the terminal, I thought I was at the wrong place, while Mei Toon, on the other hand, upon hearing that I didn't see her, thought that SHE went to the wrong place and so asked her bus to turn off.

Finally, after much communications, it turned out I was at the correct place and the remaining 2 buses came to join us.

We quickly unloaded to start our games under a rather cloudy weather. But the sky soon cleared and we were literally grilled under the scorching sun.

That was not the day for Group 6, cos we lost all the games we played. At a point of time, I thought our morale was rather low, until TC came up with a lame cheer and the rest of us got the hang of it to come up with more lame cheers. We took consolation in our lame cheers and decided that our group wasn't enthu about being the noisiest, siao-on winning group. Instead, our contitution was based on the word 懒, reflecting on the type of cheers we came up with that conserved our energy and voice.

In fact, we gave up cheering totally unless requested by station ICs; the councillors just stood around and stared at our freshies playing while our freshies silently played defensive cos it's more energy consuming to take the offensive.

At ine point of time, we came up with the only racist cheer in the camp. Before the camp started, the council was basically debating over the issue of racism within the camp. There was Mei Toon trying to eliminate ALL possible suggestions of racism by being against having any chinese songs at all, while I tried to fend for the chinese-speaking group who were actually discriminated, thus suffering under the false name of fighting racism.

End up we still had elements of racism. I mean, it's a fundamental part of us, yar?

Unfortunately, a lot of CSC people were not enlightened enough to understand the racism part of our cheer. I wonder if it's good or bad for them. hmmmm...

I was burnt to a crisp in Sentosa, and it was painful to wear clothes. arrggghhh!!! We finally left Sentosa to East Coast where we would spend the night there.

It was SP revelation, which was quite boring for most of the councillors cos there were too many councillors and too few freshies to kajiao. So a group of us formed the Singles Club where the lonely councillors and freshies who had their SP revealed the day before come together for a talk-cock session. We started our Brokeback/Brokeleg scandals and such. haha...

And then it was off to talentime. Frankly speaking, it was very boring. To mimic 吴宗宪's variety show meant to have the gift of speech like him. The situation was just like listening to amateurs imitating Mariah Carey. I don't know what made them want to do that (heard there was a lot of behind the scenes stories, but as usual, there were a lot of ppl involved who tried to played it down for whatever noble reason they had. Basically, they just kept it within their own click)

Ironically, it was the session that required least of the ICs' efforts that saved the day. The mass singing was high, I also dunno why. A few guys just act high and the others will follow suit. Herd instinct.

After that, we left, but a group of us stayed to buy some drinks for the group, when it rained. The guys who reached the chalet 1st were kind enough to send JC to send some umbrellas over. Junli and I shared one and we shuffled back to chalet quickly while the rest strolled back. But according to zin, it was cos of the lovey-dovey couple rx and tc who were enjoying their stroll in the rain under their little pink umbrella.

tag for Ma'at councillors

Later that night, we walked to Mac's. It drizzled along the way, but only the lover-dovey couple strolled under their pink umbrella. So funny. It was along the way that tc unleashed his lame power which i supposed he gained during his time in RV. KM was laughing so hard at the lame jokes that I was wondering whether he could survive the walk to Mac's.

We stayed at Mac's for some nuggets, fries and drinks, chilling out on lame jokes when some of us conked out. We walked back only to find the gate locked. So we split, with me and LF staying outside to wait for sunrise while the others find their way back into the chalet to 'go to toilet' which ended up being 'go to sleep'.

The last 2 hrs to sunrise was unbearable, with practically nothing to do. After a light nap, we finally saw the sunrise, which was hidden behind some clouds. Darn! LF and I returned to the chalet where we napped outside cos the floor inside was filled with corpses.

The time finally came for us to leave. We had the standard 'Closing Ceremony' where the unexpected news of Ma'at being the best group was thrown to us. I bet those siao-on groups must be amazed that such a lame and lazy group like us could break traditions and emerge first. And cos of our unique way of winning, we believed that we won't be cursed to be the 1st group to split up.

gift for best gp's 'trophy'

The thing ended with a period of awkwardness when someone suggested that those people from the previous Ethelonter groups gather for cheering. yar, it's high and fun for those involved. But for the other councillors and especially the freshies, it was an awkward half an hour of watching those people acting happy and high. ok, perhaps they ARE high, but we're just like watching a bunch of monkeys thinking they're cool and fun-loving. Trust me, the expressions the freshies were wearing on their faces were speaking of total boredom.

It was a lousy ending to such a well-run camp.

Our group ended with a few silly photo-shots and finally parted.

All in all, I can say the camp was fun and well run, except the fact that councillors colluding in clicks made the whole experience unenjoyable. There were councillors who rarely showed up with the groups, hanging out with their clicks playing bridge and doing stuff that showed their exclusivity. An orientation camp is one that tries to bring in the freshies to our community, not to put them off with those actions of exclusivity.

There were complaints that a lot of OC members wore that I'm-oh-so-important face and I agree totally. I might have committed that act sometimes, but I definitely didn't felt the need to wear a stressed-out expression to impress on people that the others are enjoying due to the stress I take. It puts people off.

I don't know if stuch bad practices were typical in previous camps or they were just appearing this time round, but I definitely hope that it ends here, cos Ethelonter is too good a camp to spoil.

2006-07-25T21:17:00.000+08:00

My Virgin Camp Pt I

Just came back from camp yesterday afternoon. And it was a blur after that, 'cos I was too sleepy. Glad to have went for the camp cos it provided an alternative experience from what I have had for the past few years. Well, this is an entry about the exciting things that I went through in the past 6 days, but I shall 1st say something important.

My group, Ma'at (meaning: Justice) was the best group of the camp! It was really so... unexpected, that our group didn't cheer the moment we heard we won. I mean, we have acknowledged the fact that we were the slackest, lamest group ever appeared in orientation camps. Come on! We were so lazy, we had the shortest cheer (Ma'at!) and the softest cheer (excluding the Silent Cheer) just to conserve our energy.

Day 0 was pre-camp. We went back to do last minute prep, tho as an admin guy, I had nothing to do except to help out here and there. The clubroom was full of high people whom I couldn't really connect to. I mean, what's so high about the day?? hmmmm...

I met Mervyn on the way to school and helped him carry a box of mysterious, heavy objects. Then it was the clubroom. Then it was off to Temasek Hall. The group of us who stayed behind to load the log stuff actually missed the TH stop and 将错就错, went to biz canteen to 打包 lunch. Then, we still missed the TH bus stop and had to walk back from Eusoff. darn! I was sweating like dunno wat then.

Hung around and then went to forum co-op with Calvin and Jason to buy stuff. It was the 1st time I ever saw 'Jason' and I found him familiar. Perhaps he was from my army camp bah. And then we went to Clementi cos we couldn't buy what we wanted.

We came back and I went to Cluedo's briefing, which basically didn't involve me, or Lingfong forgot abt me. After which, I went with LF to the SDE workshop to do the identifiers for the group. After which, we had Cluedo Final Act Rehearsal. It was the 1st time we showed to the other councillors and the 1st time I thought I looked like 大长今...

Identifier (front)

1st night was over with me sleeping a little over 5 hours. wanted to go eat supper with my group, but OC activated us for meeting and spoilt the mood. Was black face all the way...

And then, it was the day: the start of the camp itself. The freshies came in by batches, while I was in charge of handling their In-processing, the one collecting the money. The admission process took quite some time to finish that I missed the intro session to our group, but I managed to join the Ice Breaker in the dining hall.

Identifier (back)

I thought I was too anxious, 'cos our group seemed to be too cold. Was so afraid it will continue that way so I was acting On all the while. And then it was Internal Hunt in the afternoon. I was quite depressed over it, cos I was the station IC at the Science canteen, which meant that I couldn't join the group. But just as well, since my stations are mostly in the 1st 2 days, I get to join them throughout the camp after that.

It was rather farnie. Both Crystal and I were too tired that we slept after a popiah, a walk round the Science Co-op and settled down. After 1 hr, I asked Crystal where our task list for the freshies were and we had a shock when she couldn't find it. Turned out she found the papers alright and we welcomed the 1st group, which was MY group. Overall, my group faired the best, though we gave out the same amount of bookmarks, cos either one group was too cold or another had Superstars.

Mysterious Journey was next and I was able to run with them. Started off with starching them, but got too bored with it. I must say my group quite 神, cos we breezed through all the stations, such that we had to sit around or play stupid, extra games with the station ICs.

And at night, we had group outing at Fong Seng. It was fun, 1st time walking through the drain path behind the halls. It was weird eating at such a long table, cos we could only interact with the few people near each other.

The next day was External Hunt and I was supposed to reach LB at 8.30pm as station IC. So I took the liberty of going away early to send breakfast to someone. And I ended up reaching LB late, which made Shuhui, my co-IC all flustered.

After the 1st gp came, sh and I went to update the conact list with Mdm Lau, and found out that yc's uncle was in hospital. So we went to AH to find him. We had to search for a while, cos he was not in the ward we were told he was in and we found him in an ICU-like ward. We were so worried. Frankly speaking, I nearly broke into tears when he finally spoke to us, cos I was so worried initially when he only gestured to us without uttering a word. It turned out that sh and I were talking too softly that he couldn't hear us...

Then we shopped at Ikea for sh to buy her SP present. And then, it was waiting for the remaining 2 groups to come, to Uncle Lee's house and Uncle Yeo's. We went back to school with the last group, group 4.

After dinner, it was SP for the 2nd night. However, 'cos of me being in Cluedo, I can't go and substitute as I did on the 1st night and so they had to find a 2nd sub for the female freshie. It was bad, cos she felt like she was cheated.

Then it was the Cluedo night that made me lose all my image. cos after that, the gal-freshies looked at me with funny expressions. haiz... I was ok with the 1st group, then I heck care. I didn't really follow the script and I went freestyle. Laughed when I wanted to. ha...

Tag for Cluedo

After OC debrief that night, I walked back from AS 7 only to find out that the other guy councillors in my group are still in AS7 prep for talentime. Since I had groin abrasion, I decided against walking back there to get the key and went instead to the guy freshies' meeting in their room. Had a short but enjoyable chat with them. Didn't know they were so close already.

haiz... It's so late and I can't continue anymore. Shall blog about the 1nd half of Ethelonter III some other day...

2006-07-22T14:44:00.000+08:00

Ma'at's Full-Month Pic

Man Yue Zhao

What do we have? A collage since the attendance was not full. Special thanks to LF who did it.

On one hand we have the guys who made it and those who ps us. Don't know how LF enlarged my head, but i sure do look cute, for once. Was in that pose cos we started the Nipple-Twisting Game again, and I was in defensive mode.

Beside me was cb, in his fav singlet-shorts attire (legs so short, we always thought he was wearing pants). Then it was yanrui with her pregnant lady bag. Then it was tC in his oversized OP t-shirt (and nothing else, apparently. was at 1st wondering what 僵尸 clothes he wearing in the pic...).

Below is ermz... shuohan with his peacock style (??) and LF made herself into Trinity (how self-deceiving). Then it was km, cos he made 20 red eggs for us to eat on Full Month. Or rather, he produced the eggs while his aunt visited him. But LF dear, that red thing on km's head means he's a cock (pun intended), how can cock produce eggs? And then it's Joyce, who joined us at the 11th hour at Crystal Jade, Suntec, to share the eggs.

Below were the pang-seh-ers, with their reason for pang seh-ing the Full Month Celebration at Settler's and Crystal Jade.

Derui said he got NDP (but isn't it at night?), zin said her mum was sick (so what's with the stick figures around her?), gilb had bridge training, glenn was at medi-camp (was that a Black Cross on his tent?? aiyoh... dun go to glenn in the future), sin en went shopping with her mum (her mum machiam maid in the pic, and an abused maid -- so skinny...).

Kit said she need to clean up Geog Soc room (what's she doing with the pillow then?) and that her bf was free. So what if her bf was free? Ask him to potong then act as Kit then we consider.

Viv, the Nua Queen, said she wanted to stay at home and think about some stuff (2006 Most Sweat-Inducing Reason Of The Year Award). Bryan was sleeping (knn...), ed was at the esplanade watching performance (not that she was wearing durian bras) and lastly, rx transformed into Cyber-Sadako. No lah... he told cb he was sick, told tC he wanted to send his PC for repair. tsk! tsk! climb out of his computer, no wonder it spoil lah...

The others, well, they MIA so well that they appear invisible in the pic. yar... MIA literally...

2006-07-18T15:45:00.000+08:00

《八卦部落》

I know I have been spending too much time on GC and related stuff (Ma'at & GC so overlapping). But well, I get the self satisfaction (自 high）from all the little effort I put in to make it more interesting. After all, scandals are running dry... lol

And yar, sorry for stef fans, cos for both of the songs I used, all were converted to parodies. It's just that her songs are more catchy for such purposes... *bleah!*

《八卦部落》

词：冷叶（翻自：梦不落）

抛开所有禁忌开启创作引擎

一垒二垒下个是你

要追溯半个世纪所有可能机率

记住八卦不是罪行

只要有消息我们就会关心

如果有眩机我们一定问到底

人生太迷离需要认真研习

相对论阴谋论要调查

是暧昧是朋友？

抛开所有禁忌开启创作引擎

一垒二垒下个是你

要追溯半个世纪所有可能机率

记住八卦不是罪行

谁在耍心机谁又Act Cute 到腻

谁又在街上被怪伯伯摸屁屁

动用SNG 搜集小道消息

小动作双关语要调查

放长线钓大鱼

所有的话题没有边际冲刺极限创意

正面侧面翻转论理

将绯闻尽情传递掀起满城风雨

记住八卦也有道行

手拿部落杖才能盘问分享

所有人都怕八卦的力量

Leave no news behind

Spread all news in kind

Always bear in mind

You’ll be next in line

抛开所有禁忌开启创作引擎

一垒二垒下个是你

要追溯半个世纪所有可能机率

记住八卦不是罪行

所有的话题没有边际冲刺极限创意

正面侧面翻转论理

将绯闻尽情传递掀起满城风雨

记住八卦也有道行

2006-07-16T23:49:00.000+08:00

GC GC GC

OMG...

1st thing I came back from my short getaway (shall blog abt it after I get the photos) was to see the continuation of GC's motto:

Leave no news behind
Spread all news in kind
Always bear in mind
You'll be next in line

The 1st line was from tC when he tagged me. Basically, he was outlining the activity of GC.

The 2nd line, came up by me, was a vision, cos I know gossip is a beautiful sin committed by the majority of the population. If we were to get going on 'formalizing' it, we gotta package gossiping into something good, like a social science. ha... Mind stimulation activity. Holify gossip.

The last 2 lines by LF was factual. Too darned factual. It's just so tempting to gossip about a person when he/she is not around. ah but why? 1st, we want to know whether our opinion of the person is warped or shared. We are humans, and we wanna know if we are odd one out wrt our opinions.

Then, we share our experience.

Then, then, we keep quiet. haha... That's our creed, yar?

Actually, I don't know why.

Most of our gossip are kept from the lead. One reason was we need investigation (We are not paparazzi leh, we substantiate our news with twisted theories). Another, our motto. We must Spread all news in kind. Usually, the kindest thing we can do for the lead(s) was to keep quiet. hee...

I suppose lah.

Actually, I'm more into bitching than gossiping. I'm unlike my PR who acts as SNG for the club. During GS, I'm more passive than active. I only help to relay info that other members might have missed out in previous GSes and give my opinions, which at most time, cos of my science background, seemed weak and ignorable (think cb when he gave his theory outside clubroom, that's GOOD).

Bitching, on the other hand, means scolding a person. It comes more naturally, cos I need not think of rationales to make my stand. I just scold and scold to get the satisfaction out of putting my dissatisfaction towards a person into words (x2 level of satisfaction when directing to a 3rd party who knows my target). Whether anot it's constructive is insignificant. I am the one ventilating lol

But gossip is more enticing. I can only bitch when I'm angry with a person, but I can join in gossips almost anytime when there's a session. I'm an auditory person, meaning that I too can get satisfaction from listening to tales from other people, whether they are 1st or 3rd-party views.

My life is bland, so I want to hear other people's stories. Fact or fiction, nevermind. Best if there are twists and different sides of stories... keke... I LOVE DRAMA.

I searched for the definition of 'gossip' on google (type 'define gossip') and I found so many descriptions for the act of gossip that fit our activities very well. In fact, GC should include the web findings on the definition of gossip as our guidelines too. lol

arh... What more? GC is filling my life and I don't have much to say about it. It just goes to show how 没有主见 I am. oh well, I'm trying to be humble, can? Can't shine like superstar all the time.

*giggle until like vibrator*

2006-07-15T02:03:00.000+08:00

GC Investiture

But first, the shopping trip with cb. It was funny at first (considering how I'm afraid of 冷场), but after cb told me he called me out cos he wants me to be his consultant, things went smoothly.

Yep, I was a bit narcissistic. When he told me that he asked me that cos he thought he could trust my fashion sense, I was over the hill. ha... But little did he know that my fashion sense was more of a 'selfish' sense, cos it was tailored to my needs, the need to look slim. But well, I did my best to give him comments.

But no, I wasn't a consultant consultant, but one whom may give him a second opinion when he was lost.

Into the 1st shop, a gift shop, we were attracted to a set of pens that bore the shapes of hands making different signs. We hit creativity jackpot and bought the whole set of signs of crossed fingers with 6 colours, a token for everybody in GC.

I liked orange and cb loved blue. tC got purple and vivian pink. Yellow and green was reserved for LF and zin, but the latter got the darker of the two cos of the shade of her skin. (wow! a poem! haha... ok, a limerick)

Further along the way, we found that we had to buy more pens for more members and that meant repeated colours. So we decided to label the pens and went to source for cards and ribbons. We even resorted to borrowing the gift shop's puncher and scissors and 'testing' pens from Popular. And then just outside Popular, we settled down and tied the cards to the pens, which we called our Club Identifiers.

The Crossed Fingers

Sad to say, only tC and LF bothered to come. A GC investiture became a 4-man gathering and the giving out of the identifiers seemed pathetic. I was sad of cos, cos GC was just a fun thing that few took seriously, did they?

Maybe cb and I really took it too seriously le. But thankfully, LF and tC were appreciative of it.

The Back

The identifier (or Cross, as the sign symbolized), in hand, gives the member the authority to question, interrogate and listen to other members. It symbolizes the creed of the club to keep secrets of gossip within the club (those who hold the Cross) and to make us bear in mind that gossip is for the sole purpose of entertainment and not personal attack.

The Cross also reminds us of our motto: Leave no news behind, Spread all news in kind.

The card attached to the Cross bears the words: Imagination is the first step of Creation.

Imagination

Well, all scandals developed from GC were all from our imagination. From then on, it's free discussion and investigation; to prove a theory or overthrow a hypothesis.

It's gossip down to a science, a social science lol

The gossip session after investiture was fun too, with tC happily answering our trick questions without even realizing our intention. He said he was clever, well, we'll see.

After cb left for his clubbing session, the Cross was put into extremely good use by the hosts of 《叶描越黄》(me n LF, tho the initial title was《叶黑凤高》) -- tC carelessly dropped a clue that got us very excited.

Grade A gossip, total standalone, not related to zin's theory nor cb's hypothesises, but not allowed in this blog. Not cos me nor you are not holding on to the Cross, but cos the Cross only entitles holders to listen, not read gossips, yar? For the Grade A gossip, please attend the next GS.

We also gossiped about bryan. haha... I believe he won't read my blog for the next thousand years unless I ask him to, so I'm gonna declare that we gossiped about him. lol The danger of skipping a GS is that YOU could be the lead of the next gossip ;)

Next in line is Nua Queen.

People may wonder, why am I the Prez of GC? I told aminah le, and she agreed (in disgust) that I deserved the post. haha... No one else shall know the secret to success, cos if they do, I'll be overthrowned.

Aminah will bring my secret to her grave.

2006-07-14T00:19:00.000+08:00

Ma'at's Water Sports Day

Actually not much of a Ma'at outing, cos all in all, only 4 guys went to the JE swimming complex to play with the water.

We played the slides, which got us dizzy cos of the way the slides make us sway. I went twice on the blue slide (highest), where at the 2nd time, my float got dislodged halfway and my left butt cheek was bua-ing the rough surface of the slide for the remaining part.

The red slide, medium height was so-so. Less kick in terms of time-playing than the blue slide, and not exciting than the next slide:

The yellow slide. It was one that required no floats and it featured a near-vertical drop (ok, it was my personal opinion. It was actually about 60 deg bah) that was so harrowing. I went down thrice and could still not overcome the fear of sliding down, cos it was so... vertical.

Then, we played at the wave pool. Then we played at the lazy river, going around 6-7 times where I injured my left ankle (yet again). I was worried I finally broke my bone, but since the pain has subsided to a milder, numbing pain, I think everything is ok.

Then we lazed at the jacuzzi area till km arrived. We found lots of uses for the jets. It can massage our backs, feet and it can travel from the top of our shorts from the back to the leg-holes at the front. haha... bryan was like: eh... public place dun mari-kita hor...

We also gossiped like dunno what at the jacuzzi, cos bryan was left out in our recent GS-es. Then km also told us about the paparazzi experience he had with Junhui, where upon being spotted, they hugged each other. But joyce didn't recognize any of them until km told her the truth when she got back to the chalet.

Then we went back to the slides, then back to the wave pool where cb and I suntanned while waiting for the waves. We lingered in there for more than an hour, for 2 waves, splashing water, pulling off shorts, playing monkey and capsizing each other off floats. How bo-liao can 4 bo-liao guys get? We finally went to wash up at 4 plus.

We then went to meet LF and viv for dinner at orchard. Settled dinner at Crystal Jade in Taka and shared our class photos. LF and viv insisted that I looked the best, most intellectual when I was in JC. Well, I'm rather satisfied with myself now. haha...

Anyway, viv looked so retro from sec 1 till sec 4, but I don't know why she thinks she looks better in upper sec. oh well, it's her belief. tC was surprising also. From a fatso in sec1 to a lean and tall guy in sec 2. But he still looked as dork-ish in sec3 and didn't improve till sec4. I guess he turned into buaya at that time bah, an enduring trait, I assume. lol

Next, we went to Coffee Bean to wait for tC for a new round of GS. After all, being the PR of our GC, he is the soul of each GS. But well, tC would rather go home from tuition than to meet us. So, we had a rather slow-paced GS with photo-taking and sms-sharing in the process.

The contents of the GS is of cos confidential. After all, gossiping is for sole entertainment and not for personal attack (though I do bad-mouth people I don't like ever so often). But we concluded that a scandal isn't so simple as it seems, especially with gossipers like us who likes to delve deeper and deeper into meanings that didn't seem to hold any meanings.

So, as my nick says: There r 2 sides to a coin, & many viewpoints to a scandal... Gossiping is a way to investigate those viewpoints.

Since we had no new gossips to talk about, we turned the current gossips we have about and around and looked at them in other dimensions/angles/viewpoints and came up with more interesting theories. Hypothesis that will stand until proven wrong.

Investigation reports to be written, Board of Inquiry to be activated.

2006-07-12T00:58:00.000+08:00

Ma'at Sports Day

Venue: SRC
Date/Time: 11 July 2006/11.30am

Somebody just had an idea to have a sports day, perhaps during the dinner after C.A.N where we split up into Pastamania and Pizza Hut (I was in PH). We made a decision and we followed it through the end.

We weren't sure whether we could get the courts or such anot. We don't even have a Plan B (except to play bridge).

A few of us met at Clementi before we had a char kway teow lunch. People present: me, chio bu, gilbert, sin en and LF.

We went to SRC, MPSH2 to find out that Ma'at's affiliation also has a camp and they were having the prayers. Farnie.

When I saw them leave, I peeped into their side of the hall and saw judo mats, so I skipped over to see what I could do with them. Then I saw one Ma'at still on the mat praying. I was like: uh-uh. Those were NOT judo mats. Those are praying mats~

We warmed up by playing decent pingpong ball, while we waited for the others to come. In order or sequence: zin, tC & rx, ed, glenn and finally, viv.

But amidst the decent playing, there will be the few of us who will sit along the side of the table and pass the basketball over the table while the table tennis guys played their games. Something like a 2-way ball game happening there.

Some time into the event, tC and I started playing Crazy Table Tennis. The rule is simple: keep playing, not even when the ball is off the table.

I must say Crazy Table Tennis is VERY TAXING, cos we were cruising across the breadth of the MPSH.

Then it was Monkey when ed came. However, just like any other indecent games, it turned into a Strip Chio Bu Or Twist His Nipples game.

Later, 4 representatives from 4 different countries [LF->North Pole, ed & me->America, zin->Philipino (common sense rite?) and tC-> Taiwan (cos he LOOKS LIKE ELLA)] started playing Crazy Table Tennis: Ultimate.

We started with posing around the table as perwhat we saw on TV. Then, after the ball missed the table, we went into Crazy Table Tennis style, saving the ball despite it being off the table. Then, we started enlarging our 'court' such that we ended up playing WITHOUT the table, but with the barricades that separated 2 groups of table tennis as our 'net'.

That was Crazy Table Tennis upgraded to its Ultimate edition.

arggghhh... too much gaming.

Anyways, we left the SRC to send SE to her bus stop, but ended up lingering at the basketball court while zin a.k.a aminah sends SE off. Rough game, cos I 见红 and kena quite a number of scratches. ed denied it was her doing, so if it wasn't her, then it must be rx or tC... I wanna check their fingernails tomorrow!!

It rained, so we retrograde to clubroom to 'cool down' and tried to smellify zq and yc who were there. Rot for a while, playing the puzzles and blue tack. Then the group of us (excl rx & tC cos they were not interested) subceded to a corner to gossip.

From the corner, we moved to the bench outside clubroom. From the bench outside clubroom, we gossiped to Arts Canteen where we had our dinner. By then, people like aminah and vivian (a.k.a Nua Queen) disappeared.

Then, rx & tC went home and chio bu, LF and me stayed around to chat (with ed who came for an hr) till 10pm.

That's all. Long time since I blogged about the details of the stuff I did on a day. Hope it don't get too boring lol

2006-07-09T03:29:00.000+08:00

KPO Me

Had a very KPO day (sat, see side bar). So much so that I chose to neglect my old friend xy just to gossip with my new friends. You know, gossip makes people more alert to the surroundings.

The gossip started just as we were proceeding to board the bus to QH and continued to a one-to-one session with viv at 7pm.

What gossip that I recieve can I blog?

Basically, the star was tC, who was the SNG of Ma'at. He attracts all gossips and he disseminates ALL gossips, including his own lol We (viv & I) were made to keep a secret of certain stuff (though I forgot which was to be kept secret). Frankly speaking, I don't even know what I forgot and what I know lolxlolxlol

I'm confused.

Perhaps the sorting out of gossip is a feat itself, exercise for the brain. But just as well.

One of the main topic was Brokeback Mountain's story. There was so much similarity between the gossips and the movie that I got impressed at what 戏如人生 means. ok lah. Not THAT MUCH similarity. I only pointed out a part to the others. waha~!

hmmm... ok. What else can I talk?

There's NOTHING I can talk without leaking in any part what tC made me promise not to say. Well, I'm a good keeper of secrets, especially this one. ha... viv knows why.

ok... Time for some mushy stuff. Actually, I enjoy the company of some of my Ma'at peeps very much. Not trying to denounce the others, but sometimes, certain people just click better bah. I really hope that we can just while the time away gossiping and gossiping, sharing our knowledge and honing our lame jokes and sarcasm, teaching each other to be a better person.

hmmm... This may not sound like a healthy, serious friendship, but amidst the crap talk, there will definitely be some serious, heart-to-heart talks.

Basically, I find that RV-ians click rather well. I guess that it lies with the fact that the RV culture was distinct and exclusive. All of us were able to communicate well despite years away from the school cos it had ingrained a deep form of values and attitude in us (pardon the occasional glitch of non-logic, cos i'm blogging at 4am in the morning, enduring through a football match I never enjoyed).

Although I do not contact my sec school classmates anymore, the current JC/PS friends I have are mainly from RV. Those who were from same ps as me who proceeded to RV, and those from RV whom I met in jc.

And right now, among the group of strangers I just got to know in E3G6, I clicked with the RV-ians better. Sorry to the others who were 'excluded' by us, but we were taught to exclude people from us. Much as we try to be less exclusive, we tend to commit the mistake subconsciously. (Think the QH outing where the 3 of us just 'cuddle' in a circle perpetually to gossip)

There are also non-RV-ians whom I enjoyed hanging out with. Bryan (the older one) was one, and I mentioned him before. Zin was another. All of us have a common point:

We are VERY KAYPO.

Moral of the entry: Gossip binds people. waha!!! Lame anot?

2006-07-01T22:47:00.000+08:00

Do Not Threaten Me; Do Not Corner Me

I'm upset, still upset. Perhaps there are friends/foes who are waiting to see what I have come up with to defend for myself. Will I say something to defend for myself? I dunno. I'm gonna hurl all the vulgarities if I get the chance and if I do defend myself in the midst of it, then it's unintentional.

Just a note: I will not withold any identities or naming of people. I will hurl vulgarities at whoever I deem fit. If you are targeted, too bad, cos it's MY blog. If you are gonna be offended cos the people I hurl abuse are your friends, DO NOT PROCEED.

My Side of The Story:

The day was sucky; it had been extra sunny ever since the sun was up. Work became tedious and tiresome, and people were getting irritable. I do not wish to continue to stay in PAH, cos I was sianz, cos I was tired, cos I thought there were too many people around to be productive.

I wanted to join the others who were leaving. I jio-ed people to go with me for Ice-Kacang before I left. Some of them were willing to go for Ice-Kacang AND to leave with me. So we went.

1st I bargained with Sock Khim: We will finish the 2nd coat of paint before we leave. I did not do much for the 2nd coat, but most of the people who were leaving with me accomplished their part of the deal.

We left. I told Sock Khim we were leaving and counted to her that of the Ice-Kacang Party, 7 were returning and there were guys to escort the girls. If not, I WILL escort the girls. I made my promise to ensure the safety of the people I jio-ed.

We exit through the gate and there was this guy called Chee Kin, whom I later knew as the PD, who screamed at us for leaving without permission. I reiterated we informed SK of our departure, return time and yes, we finished the yucky food they had 'prepared' for us. He couldn't accept our stand and I got irritated and REPEATED MYSELF in a 不客气 way what I just said.

With that, I led the group away.

The Drama Starts...

News reached us that KM was reprimanded for our departure. Lingfong reprimanded me for bringing the guys away without permission. She said she was pissed and ashamed of me.

I was hot and and angry at first, for the confrontation at the gate.

When I was told of that KM became the scapegoat, I was upset. Literally upset. Not even when LF told me those harsh words was I anymore angry than upset.

The reason being that someone, a friend, was being 'operated on'.

Upset cos this was the 2nd time in 3 months that somebody actually tried to force their opinions onto me, to intimidate me into doing what they think is the way I should act, by making use of their relationship with a middleman, and my relationship with the middleman.

The 1st time somebody used the tactic, I was totally upset. Somebody chose to ignore the chain of commands and complained abt my decision on stuff. It was disrespectful for the one holding the position and doing the job. Complaining behind my back is equivalent to backstabbing.

Despicable.

I decided that anybody who does that will carry the same label.

Today, the same thing happened, though in a different form.

Somebody (I really dunno who) who was opposed to my act of bringing people out operated on the friend whom we all cared for. I was threatened at gun point, a gun called the Appeal of Emotions and Fear.

He turned the tables on me to make me the Epitome of All Evil.

A casual outing became all gloomed and doomed.

I can accept apologies, but can I accept the damage done to my reputation, or more importantly my friendship with those people whom I 'dragged down' with me? What a way to mark the 1st few sessions I had with my new friends.

Anymore means of expressing apologies to me were alternate ways of protesting against me.

Now, they are the nice guys and I am the petty villain.

Fine, I had my say.

I want to put the incident behind and hope I never see Cheekin ever again in my entire life. If I survived going to clubroom for a year without meeting him, I CAN go on to clubroom for the next 2 years without seeing him.

For the friends whom I had conflicts with, sorry for putting you on the spot. I dun wanna our friendship to end, especially not this way. I will do my best to put the incident behind, but yar, I still hold my point of view.

你有你的立场要秉持，我有我的原则要守。

Bear no grudges

p/s: KM told me everything was a misunderstanding. I hope this was a misunderstanding cos I'm still skeptical. If it was a misunderstanding, why all the hush-hush tactics? What is REAL?

2006-06-29T21:05:00.000+08:00

Ma'at's Fav Cheer

Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~

Superman man man Spiderman
Spiderman man man Batman~

Who ah who ah who are we?
We are we are we are who?

Who are we? We are who?
We are ~~~~~

MA'AT!!!

Dayung sampan~ Dayung dayung sampan ~~

It was really disappointing that when we did this cheer in front of the whole camp when receiving our honour, no one (outside our gp) laughed. Did they NOT get it or were they too holy-molely? cos when TC suggested we sing the song after the cheer, the whole group went into hysterical mode. hmmmm ~~