lament, i shall on my procrastination of not blogging for so long. blame, i shall, on my hectic life, comprising of my work, schoolwork and my presumably existent social life. relieved, that i got sick today. an escape. a refuge. from this cruel world. happy, that im dyeing my hair DARK-BROWN-WHICH-IS-ALMOST-LIKE-BLACK today horrified, that it colored the white hair strands CRIMSON-RED excuses, that shall brew in dreamland.
to be exasperated, or delighted? to be working on BOTH CHINESE NEW YEAR EVE AND FIRST DAY. that is the question. then again, comforted by a regular-uncle-that-is-full-of-sagging-tattoos-and-was-once-a-gangster. that no frigging people will go swim on chinese new year. except the fellow non-chinese compatriots of a singaporean.
dinner awaits. so does chemistry. good night people.
ok a quick one although i aint did this for quite a while. i got loads to catch up on still.
worked for most of saturday. quite lax actually. the "fun" part came this morning. oh man. for heaven's sake you dumb singaporeans (whether you're mungen, mat or anjack, doesnt matter. all the same) RESPECT the lifeguard. so what if its only 5 minutes to pool opens. the sign is there. read and understand. unless your folks were too poor to school you. it takes an average of 40 seconds to drown a non-swimmer. so yea. 5 mins. count yourself using some kindergarden maths how many people can be killed.
hmmmm. now i shall spend some time convincing you.
alrite fine as promised. ons and offs about orientation
3rd january 06
sargas 1 meets sargas 1 OGLs. the steel starts to glow up in a crimson tinted orange. slowly and ardously i memorise their names, and induce them into the meridian family, to unleash the sting in them.after the varsity talks and informative talks about their subjects, as well as my illegal breakfast break with some of the guys, some icebreakers. and some dances. did i mention i was so screwed i didnt really get invited to dance by anyone. <_<
4th january 06
the steel gets sizzling. sparks crackle in the darkness of the path ahead. CSI today. lots of running of which everyone complained about. with the rain going. i mean fuck the rain man.oh yeah. goh boon tat killed zen with poison in the food. dumb dudes. how can u get poisoned to death with a single superficial incision.
5th january 06
MMM at sentosa. late due to the 300 freshmen jamming up the depot and having to control traffic in vain ALONE. dumb council. feedback!was pretty fun in e first half of the day. hot scorching sun. shades. sea breeze. sea view. lots of mash potatoes. bacardi. (is this how u spell it?) after that, rain rain rain. i mean screw it. rain again.but nonetheless it was fun fun fun=]sargas 1 i hope u enjoyed it too. and darn it i forgot to wrap up my station.
6th january 06
WnW. once again i was late. wasnt feeling well when i woke up at 5. rather sleep till 6.30 and feel better, than wake at 5 and end up collapsing after WnW.you've guessed it. it rained for more than half of WnW. luckily i was already wet since like, 8.30 thanks to lucien. and louelle. =/ and i forgot to bring my kluangdidas. fuck.
after WnW, went alll e way home to: 1.change and reload 2.get the music oh yeah. im like the mixmasta for sargas. like, most of the songs were done by me. although i was only in charge of the tech part of the creation. the ideas nonetheless came from the freshmen. good for you.
CAMPFIRE
started off with the first house unwittingly overshooting the time limit by 100%. yes. one whole times. we were then put to the test with our dance. made the atmosphere so high till we got bonus points. my mixes, your dances, your ideas too. good job once again. alas, we ended 2nd among 5 houses. not bad a fight. considering the shortage of manpower
quoting from a victorian poem. "We never really came back to you, mother, because we never really left"
after 1 week of late nights and early mornings, its over. not that i want it to be, anyway.
sargas 1. let us be United In Unhallowed Grace. i hope i have taught you and guided you into jc as much as i can. cause i have learnt a lot from you all. heres to eternal fellowship.
never regretted being an OGL again. i shall elaborate my orientation like, maybe tomorrow or something.
now back to the books. alkanes and alkenes waiting for me. my new best friends.
oh here we go. the predawn of a new wave of enemies.
heres a note to many. a little list of people who do not command much respect from me. (although i know that i qualify for the same list for quite amany)
1. people who like to win the conversation. i mean come on. tongue wars' so dead. ive finally found someone i can really spend hours talking to. only to be dominated.
2. people who go "please ar gimme some manners" when they dont show me respect in the first place. like duh. singaporeans. forever disrespecting the service industry. how can we ever shine like that? ah what a pity. the plight of local consumerism.
never mind. i shall stop at 2. like what the government always told the little minions who are our parents now. oh yea. please people. dont spoil your kids. you end up with people like certain individuals. parasites who feed of their world of a host.
my respect giordano band isnt working. come on.
and with regards to the wave of santa posts. he frigging skipped my house this year. phuck.
Naheuy
Hana Fishy <3
Samick Guitar
Victorian
[Nil Sine Labore]
Meridian [Mugger]
HANA THE HERMIT
Wants
Class 3 Licence
Honda Jazz/Fit
Maybe a Nissan GTR =x
Or a EvoX will do too =p
Sony Bravia HDTV
Xbox 360
To pick up guitar skills again
To build up a noob investment portfolio
Double degree!
