To kill a mockingberge

2006-05-30T02:32:00.000-07:00

Jus 2 random photographs. Wonder whether they r the same person.

miss betty

2006-03-09T06:04:00.001-08:00

IF YOU THOUGHT ___________WAS AS MANLY AS THEY COME.

THINK AGAIN

hello teamb revival

2006-03-07T03:56:00.000-08:00

HELLO!!!

haha for the sake of teamb i shall be putting up old convos here way back in sec4 for your reading pleasure. heres part 1 of the angst chronicles:

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Hello is this Jonathan?

jon says:

Yes?

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Is this Jonathan or his brother?

jon says:

Me.

jon says:

Please, refer me not as his brother.

jon says:

It is so degrading.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

wa this is damn fun

=[darkoes]= says:

lol

=[darkoes]= says:

i shall talk to him

-[cHinKs]=- says:

lets invite jian and mr. joshua here

-[cHinKs]=- says:

then fire qns abt angst

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com has been added to the conversation.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

jian

-[cHinKs]=- says:

invite the bloke here and ask him qns about angst

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

lol

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

sure

jon has been added to the conversation.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

hey good brother of jonathan the man!

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

Hello.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We are the friends of Jonathan.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Yup

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We are writing a testimonial for him.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

We want to know what you think about hm.

jon says:

Really horrible.

jon says:

Repulsive and repugnant.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

May I enquire why you say so?

=[darkoes]= says:

Is R a favourite letter of yours?

jon says:

No.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

We have always held Jonathan in high regard

jon says:

I haven't.

jon says:

You should see him at home.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Is he not held in as high regard at home?

jon says:

Oh, he must be if he whacks my butt and pretends that he didn't do it.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Oh my he's such an angel in school

jon says:

Rubbish.

jon says:

His shirt is forever tucked out.

jon says:

Complete disrespect for rules.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

That I must agree to some extent.

jon says:

And sadly lacking in a sense of decorum.

jon says:

I mean, I am the epitome of human righteousness.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Indeed we must agree upon that point

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Please do soemthing about his hair!

jon says:

He, on the other hand, is the devil incarnate.

=[darkoes]= says:

But you must admit you are physically inferior.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

He has told us many a tale of how he has pummelled you to submission

jon says:

Bah. Physical barriers can easily be circumvented by the mind.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Makingg you grovel at his feet

jon says:

At least I am not as intellectually challenged as him.

jon says:

I prefer to be more refined.

=[darkoes]= says:

So who is this genius we are conversing with?

jon says:

Oh?

jon says:

Someone not worth mentioning.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Sigh such a humble man you are

jon says:

But at least better than the disgusting boy he is.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Much unlike that arrogant brash mofo of your good brother

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

I must be inclined to bring up the fact that Jonathan has on many occasions smeared your name in conversations with us

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Indeed he has

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Now we have seen the light

jon says:

I am pleased to hear that.

=[darkoes]= says:

Jonathan is always bragging about the size of his house...Like a palace by the lakeside, he says

jon says:

Rubbish.

jon says:

It is but a humble abode which we live in temporarily till we move to the place above.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

He often says he does nothing but sleep at home yet manages to attain stellar grades

jon says:

His grades are stellar?

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Do you often observe this?

jon says:

My foot.

jon says:

I get over 80 and still I don't think that's good.

jon says:

How absurd.

jon says:

It is better work hard to get 100 than to slack and get A1.

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Do you happen to have any insights into Jonathan's personal life?

jon says:

I prefer not to comment.

jon says:

After all, is it worth mentioning the beast?

-[cHinKs]=- says:

Often we hear of his trysts with a certain Andrea

jon says:

Never heard of her before.

jon says:

If there is one female my brother likes, it is my mother.

jon says:

He sticks to her like glue.

-=[Jian Feng]=- Oops i juz killed the bandwidth of rachel-mcadams.com says:

I am certainly surprised to hear that.

angst in demand

2005-10-14T06:41:00.000-07:00

found this off a dating site lollerskates. the magic of google.

HiE, my name is Pebbles and I'm looking for my "Bam-Bam" to sweep me off my feet.

Pebbles posted this profile on 9/26/2000:

Name:Pebbles

AKA: Skylah, Pebbs

Addictions: searching for my Bam-Bam

Alcohol: sometimes

Area Code:212

Art: n/a

Astrology: will tell you later

Birthdate: 1972

Books: There's so many. I can't remember them all.

Boxers or Briefs?: For him-definitely boxers. For me-Thongs or bloomers.

Bra-Size: 46C

Build: broad shoulders.....Hut hut hut...^tackle^

Clothes: Yes, I have clothes. What do you think, I walk around naked *eeeeeek*.

Computer: Yep, the no-frill brand. {laughing}

Drugs: no

Education: Ok, are you going to judge me by how much education I have?!

Ethnic: Miss. Blaque American

Exercise: I wouldn't be on this site if I did it often. {laughing}

Eyes: pretty brown eyes

Family: yes, and I hope my bam-bam loves his family just as much as I do.

Fertility: *fingers cross*

Food: If it looks good, smell good, and season good. Oh yeah I'll eat it.

Freckles: not

Great First Date: I want my "Bam-Bam" to decide.

Hair: straight brown

Hats: no

Height: past 5'7

Hugs: nice and warm, peeze. ;}

Instrument: no

Interests: "BAM-BAM"-my soul mate-my kindred love muffin {snicker}. Looking for an honest man.

Jewelry: diamonds are a girls best friend.

Kids: no

Language: ingles y espanol, un poco

Location: Manhattan

Magazines: Jet, Ebony, and People

Married?: *fingers cross* {wishing on a star}

Movies: anything thats funny, scary,romantic or dramatic. I think thats everything

Music: "The jeffersons theme song"..."Good Times theme song" "Roswell theme song" I'm really into the Tv shows/drama theme song genre. *laughing my ass off* But it's the truth. I like pop music too.

Myers-Briggs Type (MBTI): No thanks! I'm a "Bam-Bam" type. *) "Yabba Dabba Dooo"

Occupation: self employed

Orientation: real men only

Pajamas: yes

Paper/Plastic? and asking this question will......?

Pets: allergic

Politics: enough already-Gore 100%

Quote: "Looking for Love in all the wrong places"

Rltnshps: friends for a little while/serious/marriage-maybe. "Bam-Bam" I'm here for ya babe-bey.

Shoes: are you buying me a pair?! (s)

Sport: I like playing TOUCH football. *wink)

TV: martin, roswell, the parkers, and Angel.

Time Mgmt: and this information is needed because.........??

Travel: I want to go to Hawaii. (hint)

Weight: 325+

2005-10-11T06:08:00.000-07:00

ahahaha saw this on chunk hos blog(which incidentally has become like 10 times cooler than ours)

“You guys have gf or not?” - Mrs Smith
“Yes.” - MJ
“So early? RGS ar? – Mrs Smith
“No. DHS.” - MJ
“Rest of you don’t worry ar…
there are many pebbles on the beach.” - Mrs Smith
“Louis has three pebbles!” – Minghan
“There was a flood yesterday. All washed away.” – Eric
“You guys know how pebbles(girls) are created?” – Mrs Smith
“Weathering!” – Yong Chyuan

the poop name list

2005-10-10T05:06:00.000-07:00

www.poopnames.com

The Perfect Dump - Every once in a while, each of us experiences a perfect dump, it's rare, but a thing of beauty in all respects. You sit down expecting the worst, but what you get is a smooth sliding, fartless masterpiece that breaks the water with the splashless grace of an expert diver. But that's not the end of it. You use some toilet tissue only to find that it was totally unnecessary. It makes you feel that all is right with the world and you are in perfect harmony with it.

The Beer Dump - Talk about nasty dumps. Depending on the dumper's tolerance, the beer dump is the end result of too many beers. it could have been 2 or 22, it doesn't matter. What you get is a sinister, lengthy, noisy dump accompanied by a malevolent fog that could close a bathroom for days.

The Chili Dump - Hot when it goes in, and rocket fuel when it leaves. The chili dump stays with you all day, making your tush feel like a heat shield.

The Cable Dump - Long, curly and perfectly formed like 2 feet of E13 telephone CO-axial cable. It loops lazily around the bowl, like a friendly serpent. You wonder admiringly, "DID I DO THAT? Where did it come from?" you leave the bathroom pleased with yourself.

The Latrine Dump - In case you didn't know, a latrine is a hole in the ground with a tent around it where soldiers, boy scouts and flies go to dump. Tip: Don't ever, ever look in the hole.

The Mona Lisa Dump - This is the masterpiece of dumps. It's as perfectly formed as it can be. Delicate and slender with intricacies that would make da Vinci weep. And just think, you made it yourself. You may even want to break out the Polaroid, but maybe that's going a bit too far.

The Empty Roll Dump - You're done...you reach for the toilet paper only to discover that empty cardboard cylinder. A mild panic begins coldly in your throat. You could use the curtains...no, someone would say "Where are the curtains?" Then what would you say? The rug?...too cumbersome. Then you must come to the same conclusion that every "empty roll dumper" must face...Pull up your slacks, tighten your tush and wriggle yourself to the nearest full roll.

The Splash Back Dump - You send the dump on its way, it drops like a depth charge into the bowl creating a column of cold bowl water that washes your bottom with a startlingly unpleasant shock. Now you're wet and embarrassed.Tip: Blot instead of wiping.

The Aborted Dump - You are in mid-dump when the phone rings. What do you do? ABORT! Pinch it off, go for the phone, and save the rest for later. It isn't pretty, but you've gotta do what you gotta do

The Caesarian Dump - Pain, that's what this dump and childbirth have in common. Its simply a case of too much dump trying to go through too small a hole, and there's no obstetrician to help.

The Alfresco Dump - Everyone has had to go outdoors from time to time. This can be a rather pleasant experience really. The open air, the nature, and a good bush all contribute to the peaceful ambiance that our primitive forefathers must have enjoyed. What can screw up this harmonious interlude is a troop of brownies or a patch of poison ivy.

The Childbirth Dump - This is a dump that is simply too big to go through the aperture provided by nature for the purpose. You sit there, thinking over your dilemma. First it hurts, and it isn't going to get any better. You wonder if you'll ever see your loved ones again. You imagine the newspaper headlines screaming "Man dies trying to hatch monster loaf". You realize you'll have to resolve the crisis before you can leave the bathroom. Basically there are only three things you can do:
1. Scream 2. Call an Obstetrician 3. Hope like hell have enough Vaseline to get you through it.

The Tijuana Trot Dump - The phrase "Sh*t Happens" really applies here in a big way. When the ice in your tainted margarita makes contact with your lower intestinal tract, the fun begins. For the next 72 hours you'd be better off if you carried your own portable toilet with you because you will spend most of that time on the pot and the rest of the time in a fetal position. Now you realize why Mexico never had a navy.

The Machine Gun Dump - You're just sitting there in a state of sublime peace when all of a sudden you emit a group of noisy gassy bursts that break the silence like machine gun fire. The guy in the next stall hits the floor like a combat veteran cradling his umbrella like an M16...damn commies.

The Sound Effect Dump - You feel a noisy one coming on. Relatives, friends or work mates are within earshot, so you must employ some clever techniques to cover the disgusting sounds you are about to emit. Timing is obviously very important here. At the precise moment of release, try the following sound effects:
1. Flush the toilet 2. Sing the first two stanzas of your national anthem 3. Drop a handful of quarters on the floor

The Security Dump - You have enough on your mind when you're in the bathroom without worrying about a lockless door and someone bursting in to find you in mid-dump mode. So how can you prevent this embarrassing spectacle from taking place? One way is to strategically place your foot against the door. If you can't reach to do this...hum loudly

The Cling-On Dump - For the most part you've completed your dump, but there's one little morsel that refuses to drop off. You're getting impatient. Someone else wants to use your stall. So, you grip the seat with both hands and wriggle, twist and pump but that last little stubborn piece just hangs there, suspended, clinging like a canned peach between you and the bowl water. Maybe the person pounding impatiently on the door has scissors

The Houdini Dump - You go, then you stand up to flush, and the darn thing has disappeared. Where'd it go? Did it creep down the pipe? Did you dream the whole thing? Is it lurking out of sight? Should you wipe...maybe you should just to make sure you went. Should you flush? you'd better, because if you don't, you know it will reappear and smile at the next person who comes in

The Flu Dump - You feel so bad that you don't know which end of you to put down first. You have roaring cramps, so you sit down. Then a wave of nausea rolls over you like a cold fog, so you stand up and cramps squeeze your intestines like a vice so you sit down again...up down up down. Don't you wish Mom were close by?

The Porta-Pottie Dump - Construction workers and outdoor concert goers will tell you about going in a portable toilet. My best description would be, "Its like taking a shit in an upright coffin". Its claustrophobic and it smells bad...best advice...go in a paper cup.

The Proctologist Dump - In the beginning, the lord created the earth, the sky and the firmament, but I hope he didn't create this dump, because there is nothing biblical about it, you run out of gas. That's right, you run out of propulsion. The dump is right there at the end of your barrel and refuses to go any further. You grunt, you squeeze, you wriggle but it just stays there like a lump of lead. You've only got two choices here. One is to squeeze the damn thing back up your intestine and wait until next time. The other is to pretend you're a proctologist and go after it yourself. Not a pretty picture is it??

The Whole Roll Dump - No matter how much you wipe, it doesn't seem to be enough. You blow the whole roll and you have to flush 25 times too. The whole episode is consumer waste.

The Graffiti Dump - You flush the dump and the swirling motion of the receding bowl water forces the dump to the porcelain sides, scraping a creative squiggle on its way down. You flush again but the curlicue hangs there...love it or leave it. Its your choice.

The Encore Dump - Ahhhh, you're done, so you wipe, put yourself together, wash your hands and are about to vacate the bathroom when you feel another dump coming. You have to return for a curtain call. The world's record is seven encores.

The Born Again Dump - This is a dump that's going so badly, you say "Lord, if I live through this, I'll take up religion" you always get through it, but seldom keep the promise you made in desperation, because a born again dump is like childbirth...you forget the pain quickly.

Ghost Poopie-The kind where you feel the Poopie come out, but there's no poopie in the toilet.
Clean Poopie-The kind where you poopie it out, see it in the toilet, but there is nothing on the toilet paper.
Wet Poopie-The kind where you wipe your butt fifty times and it still feels unwiped, so you have to put some toilet paper between your butt and your underwear so you don't runie them with a stain.
Second Wave Poopie-The kind that happens when you're done poopie-ing and you've pulled your pants up to your knees, and you realize you have to poopie some more.
Turtle Poopie-The kind of poopie that pops out a little and goes back in a few times before it finallly comes out
Pop-a-Vein-in-your-Forehead-Poopie-The kind where you strain so much to get it out, you practically have a stroke.
Lincoln Log Poopie-The kind of Poopie that is so huge you're afraid to flush without first breaking it into little pieces with the plunger.
Gas-sy Poopie-The kind where it's so noisy, everyone within earshot is giggling!
Drinker Poopie-The kind of Poopie you have the morning after a long night of drinking. It's most noticeable trait is the skid marks on the bottom of the toilet.
Corn Poopie-(Self explanatory)
Gee-I-Wish-I-Could-Poop Poopie-The kind where you want to Poopie, but all you do is it on the toilet and fart a few times.
Spinal Tap Poopie-That's the kind when it hurts so badly coming out, you swear it was leaving you sideways.
Wet Cheeks Poopie (The Power Dump)-The kind that comes out of your butt so fast, your butt cheeks get spashed with water.
Liquid Poopie-The kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots you of your butt and spashes all over the toilet bowl.
Mexican Poopie-The kind that smells so bad your nose burns.
Upper Class Poopie-The kind of Poopie that doesn't smell.
The Suprise Poopie-You are not even at the toilet, because you are sure you are about to fart, but, OOPS---a Poopie!
The Dangling Poopie-This Poopie refuses to drop into the toilet even though you know you are done poopie-ing. You just pray that a shake or two will cut it loose.
Fisherman's Bobber Poopie-You are in a public restroom with two people waiting on your stall, you poopie and flush two times, but several golfball pieces are still floating above the water line.

Berge is innocent i tink (n mr tan too)

2005-10-08T23:31:00.000-07:00

Berge is a perfect model student in rj, his secret being the eating of baos which jian has so far failed to achieve. By the way, Mr Tan decided to cancel klass outing from mon to wed as certain fellow classmates (tennis captain) had ccal activities.

2005-10-08T20:10:00.000-07:00

I must say that I disagree completely wif Joonang's description of Berge as an "innocent" person.

Remarks abt the previous post

2005-10-08T07:35:00.000-07:00

The post below is written by a psychological disturbed person. U hav just to read wat he said abt berge to know that he loves slandering innocent ppl.

Touching tales of betrayal, lust, romance, and friendship

2005-10-07T01:46:00.000-07:00

Hello all,
Today the dreaded promos have finally drawn to a close (and so have my hopes of securing s papers). Hoping to drown my sorrows in the company of trusted peers such as jiangyan, jianfeng, lionel, and a mysterious stubby object by the code name of a.ngst, we made our way to cine to indulge ourselves in intellectually-stimulating movies such as into the blue.

unfortunately, Unidentified Stubby Object was evidently under the impression that we were watching into the bu. here was what happened from the very start, before we discovered the devious plot hatched within the crevices of mr. angsts fat chicken head.

(In RJ)
Angst: wahhh where you all going 2 people only. go home lah then since you all going home i might as well join my class (heh heh heh)
(Poor jianfeng, consumed by his desire to take a well deserved break at home in preparation for his taekwondo promos inadvertently nearly grants angsts wishes)
(However, just as angst was about to turn his back on us and head for the P**B** express, our heroes berge and teo scampered along to thwart his demonic plans)

Poor angst at this point in time wistfully shakes his head as his class abandons the fat chicken to adjourn to an unknown place to celebrate. However, despite its oft ridiculed retarded exterior, this chicken has long been pei(fa)bled for his conniving methods and underhand means.

And so, us 4 heroes and an angst made our way to the station, in the midst of deciding where to go before a brainwave hits the aforementioned avian creature and it exclaims "let's go cine!" Still oblivious to its underlying motives, we are swayed easily and make our way to somerset. This was where the stark truth began to unravel for all to see.

(In the lift)
Unknown to everyone, chicken little had cunningly pressed the button leading to the 4th floor instead of the 5th where the cinema ticket booths were and we were led out of the lift by angst without even noticing the evil glint in his eyes. As we sauntered along before finding out that we were on the wrong floor, the realisation suddenly dawned on us that chicken little had other plans!

(For protection purposes, certain individuals have been renamed. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental)

angst: hey! what a COINCIDENCE to see you (all) here! smashing!
RIPB (Ravishing Intellectual P** B**): hi jonathaaan! (a common name such as jonathan has been adopted to protect the indentity of the accused) are you plaaying pool with us?
angst: umhumfhhjkmmmm hehehaha mmumm hahahehe
heroes: angst! movie is starting! go already!

(hence chapter 1 closes with angst tearfully bidding au revoir to RIPB)

ok i am tired of continuing the story here is what angst did:
1) conned us to go cineleisure with him
2) tried to get me and jian to go home before berge and teo saved the day
3) brought cvs and didnt tell any of us before pretending to be concerned and ask if we were joining him for pool when that chicken obviously knew we were unprepared
4) desecrated the good name of mr. tan by using his name as cover for RIPB and heaping all blame on his poor shoulders ("reallly haisong told me to bring cvs not my fault")
5) again tried to con us to go to the 4th floor where RIPB was waiting to spring on him before good sense prevailed and we dragged his sorry ass to the cinema
6) repeatedly moaned during the movie complaining it was too draggy, the plot was stupid, or the bus were not hot. his obvious disinterest in a bikini clad jessica alba in contrast to any heterogeneous male with two scrotums was further proof that his mind was on something else.
7) made us walk all over the complex before "bumping" into RIPB at long johns. did not even notice our absence after we made our way out to the main road.
8) tried to sneak out during the movie on the pretext fo going to the toilet but i and the honourable jianfeng took it upon ourselves to curb his indiscretions and gamely followed him into the toilet, where suddenly his bladder wasnt so full anymore.

okok thats enough for a day for our favourite friend.

stay tuned for more follow up action.

Happy Birthday to You (solo singing)

2005-08-23T06:19:00.000-07:00

It was supposed to be a boring week. A physics test of the cunning sort, a maths race against time test, one EOM and a great many lessons. But apparently not for some ...

Anyway, for the sake of promos, let us practice some MI.

Let Pn be the statement "(Tan likes Tan)^n = TRUE , n is a positive ingeger"

When n = 1, LHS = Tan likes Tan = obviously true
RhS = True
Therefore, LHS = RHS ie. P1 is true

Let Pk be the statement "(Tan realli likes Tan) ^k = true" for some k

ie Tan remembers Tan's birthday = buying a present

To prove that Pk+1 is true, "(Tan forgets other ppl's birthday = true) "

Now, LHS = Tan forgets other ppl's birthday
= remembers Tan's birthday + forget other classmate's birthday
= buying a present + forget other classmate's birthday (use expression for Pk)
= suspicious classmates
= investigation by **** (classmate's name)
=STARK TRUTH
= RHS

ie Pk+1 is true whenever Pk is true.
Therefore, since P1 is true, by Mathematical Induction, Pn is true for all n.

As all good mathematicians do, let us define the unknowns.
Tan = Mr Tan = Miss Tan = Tans (MF 11)

Oh yes, I think Mr Tan is of the opinion that MI is bullshit.
He prefers literature, with the singing of songs andthe giving of cards.

PW day

2005-08-15T06:32:00.000-07:00

Somehow, ppl just spend their national day holidays doing pw, including me. Picture the scenario: 3 classmates stuck for half a day in a house doing pw, Tan goes online, ppl question his exploits on 8th August( using a girl's msn account, though it is actually me). Tan, with the ever inquisitive mind asks: "Why are u suddenly so interested?" 3 times this happened and 3 times i said just asking. He asked again. Why cant somebody be satisfied with my answer? But again, the person(girl) whose account was being manipulated wasn't supposed to know anything about wat Tan did on Mon. Already bogged down by pw with boredom creeping up on us, a thought of mischief struck us. I typed an answer: "Isn't it obvious" Tan: "Wat" Supposed to be aGirl(SG): "i like u" Tan: "****, is there something wrong with u today" (****is to protect the person's identity) SG: "no, im telling u this from the bottom of my heart" SG: "Why u so bad to me one, always dao me in class?" Tan: "Where got? i got talk to u wat" SG: "as if lah. only talking to miss tan all day long. I feel so hurt" Tan: "Is there really smething wrong with u"

Perhaps Tan isnt that stupid after all. He suspects something fishy, and pinpoints SG's other two group mates, one of them being me. he smses me "Stop typinhg rubbish" I ignore him. He calls me. I calm myself down, and say that i am at home. He doesn't believe me, and threatens to call my home. Not wanting to let the cat out of the bag, i call home immediately and tell my brother to say that i went downstairs to the gym. Everything going as planned.

Still not convinced that there was a girl out there who actually liked him , he decided to sms SG herself. (Here i add a footnote: One reason y Tan was not so easily convinced was becos he had once thought that some girl in class liked him, and thus went up to confront the person. Apparently, it was just a figment of his imagination. His heart was broken thereafter.) Unknowing to him, we controlled the phone as well. So imagine the shock he had when the sms stated that SG really liked him. A brief flurry of smses followed, with Tan trying to convince himself that SG really like him. Finally, he wrote, call me and i will believe u. The defining moment of our challgenge had come! We tried to get SG to call him, but she was too shy and changed the subject to pw. We then smsed back to tell tan to call instead. To our surprise (and SG's horror), he actually called. To shocked to answer, SG dropped the phone. A second call came and SG managed after much coercion to say "Hello, is this *******?" It was done. Tan finally believed something which even we could not picture. Some girl actually him, and thus he thought he was cured of his gayness.

SG likes Mr Tan. Is that logically tenable??? (Mr Tan says yes)

The story of a Mr Tan (gay i think)

2005-08-14T08:48:00.000-07:00

The story begins on monday, August the 8th. Me, this mr tan and a few of our classmates went on a outing meant to be a class outing. (6 out of 27 ppl). It was all very boring till we were about to go off. Mr Tan kept delaying us even though we wanted to go home. We probed further. Apparently, he was staying for dinner. Who he was going with he refused to say. But a reliable source mentioned that the person was a Tan too! Immediately, mr tan's face glowered red and he turned away from the surprised gazes of his classmates. We suddenly realised his dark secret. Perhaps he was not gay after all. However, overwhlemed by the taunts of his friends, he pretended to go home too along with us. Secretly, though it was no secret to us, he turned back soon enough...
(This is only the start...)

berge is our friend.

2005-08-14T07:30:00.000-07:00

Quotable quotes about our friend berge:

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

get rid of his manhood

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

while its still weak and in its developmental stage

[chinks- says:

lol what makes u so sure

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

hahaha

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

i did a spot check

[chinks- says:

the last i heard berge was calling his manhood excalibur

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

hahaha

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

last i heard it can talk

fdc - if u can bounce... [bounce high] says:

has a life and conscious of its own

[chinks- says:

rofl conscious

[chinks- says:

conscience la fool

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

ya bergism

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

1. let ur brain expand to 3 times its former size

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

(side effects include a swollen forehead)

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

2. ur hotness factor increases to 10/10

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

girls swarm ard u

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

of course the trade off is the hair

[chinks- says:

why berge so godlike

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

mebbe he told satan

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

make me powerful

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

make me smart

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

make me fit

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

make me hot

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

and u can haf my hair

[chinks- says:

hais this berch

[chinks- says:

got the brains the height the looks the brawn the babes the gadgets the athleticism

[chinks- says:

what more can u ask for in a man

darko' says:

hair

darko' says:

berge is dem good at shifting topics

[chinks- says:

lol example?

darko' says:

at about 5+ or sthg on friday

darko' says:

i went to the canteen to get sum food

darko' says:

den i saw this berch meddling around wif his psp, samsung handphone, and a mass of state of the art gadgets over a stack of vectors notes

darko' says:

i meant his pda

darko' says:

so he was sitting alone there

darko' says:

i went to ask him why was he stoning alone?

darko' says:

he said: im waiting for sum1

darko' says:

waiting for who, i ask

darko' says:

den berch says: why is fd looking so dao and pissed recently

[chinks- says:

hahaha nice try man

darko' says:

so i stayed for a little to unravel the mystery

darko' says:

if there was one in the 1st place

darko' says:

and holy mackerel, soon enuff, out strolled two ex-scgs girls

[chinks- says:

what is the opp cost of becoming a berge

[chinks- says:

but tt one marginal revenue >>>> marginal cost forever la theres no variable cost

[chinks- says:

the only fixed cost is a pile of hair

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

loll

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

zbut the total fixed cost is damn high

-=[Jian Feng]=- Say it isnt so says:

the hair is vital ina ny consideration

[chinks- says:

hahah actually got variable cost

[chinks- says:

got so many bus to manage

chem skill A

2005-08-04T04:11:00.000-07:00

hello hello time to revive this shithole after 4 months

today we made a monumental discovery that berge is a buaya, a zsqy, and a decrepit piece of shit.
using my chem spa skills to the fullest, i have devised an experiment to prove our theory correct.

Aim:
To find out if berge is a zsqy

Theory:
To many, a berge is often depicted as a harmless creature who would stand up for his bosom male buddies. That my friends, is a common fallacy. This can be illustrated in a random example below:

Chinks asks: hey berge whats one plus one
berge says: _1_ @^#$^@!! stfu
porridge asks: hey berge whats one plus one
berge says: hurhurhur one plus one is one man plus one woman(?) which is one berge plus one porridge hurhurhururhurhu (:

Precalculations:
One berge + two boobs + long hair --> immediate response + correct explaination
<--
(reversible reaction. backward reaction often stronger than foward reaction)
One berge + two balls + short hair ---> _1_ -.- _1_ (no backward reaction!)

Chemicals and apparatus:
An inquisitive mind
A strong heart to withstand brutal rejection
Many specimens of womans
A berge of conc. 0.000001 mol/dm^3

Procedure:
1) Set up experiment as shown in diagram A ----> a man a berge a woman
2)Man asks stupid no brainer question
3)Berge says ???
4)Woman asks stupid no brainer question
5) Berge kicks man in balls
6) Berge gives answer
7) Berge kopes woman
8) Berge goes home with woman
9) Berge gets caught by wise man playing bball.

Treatment of results:
let number of womans berge responds to be y
let number of mans berge responds to be x
hence y/x will give error on calculator

Safety:
1) Never sit between berge and a woman
2) always wear groin guards if caught in above situation
3) If you are a guy and you have a woman, pray very hard you never get to know berge
4) When woman appears, have berge as carom partner. If man appears, it's time to pack up
5) Have strong heart to withstand brutal rejections if a man is what you are. If strong heart not present, it's time to take out that wig and two melons.

Reliability:
1) Correct parallax error for a berge when engaging in usual pastime of staring at womans. This is due to height imbalance and the given specimen of berge looking at things he's not supposed to look at
2) Repeat experiment with different assortment of womans to reduce random error

we love berge berge rocks

Reflections

2005-04-20T06:22:00.000-07:00

Hello all, it's been some time since I last posted, so here's an update on whats been happening in my life and some general reflections of my own.

Well like jian said, while i am missing the full-of-shit and devil-may-care days of teamB in s3/4 perhaps the time has come where all of us take on our respective paths in lives and mature as people and as friends. Was watching the stupid video of us trying to pull down a screen in s4 alone at home today and the memories couldnt help flooding back as I knew deep down in my heart that things would never be the same again in RJC.

Then again, for us change is the only constant. I am grateful that all of us made it back to RJC, doing well in the Os and being able to congregate in our little corner in the canteen every morning. Seeing the same warm familiar faces that I've seen over and over again for the past few years. People change and the circumstances under which we operate change as well. You can't hope for everything in life, and ultimately all you can do is to cherish the opportunities that come your way and be content with what you have.

It has always been a little regret of mine that the frienships I forged in teamB were to be of a superficial nature, where we would without a doubt enjoy each others' company but not be able to share our innermost thoughts and feelings. Whereas in the past I could only confide with my closest scout friends, I am truly happy that all of us are much more comfortable with each other and take genuine interest and concern in our problems.

For me personally, life is going great now. Our recently concluded campfire ended on a bang with hugely positive responses from all, and all I can say is that the effort paid off ultimately, and that each and every GC member had a role to play in its success. My academic life now however is in a hugely sorry state. Apart from maths I have serious difficulty keeping up now since my past month was spent on sleepless nights working on choreographies and campfire and Im just simply too tired to listen in lectures. My econs is in total disarray, and Im behind by 2 tutorials each for chem and physics. I will have about 2 weeks to seriously catch up on my work before planning for annual camp resumes and I die horribly again sighs. Like I said however, this is the path I've chosen and it is one I will not regret.

Even with all these sacrifices I will look back after my term and know that the experience was worth it. Many people fail to understand the work I put in for scouts but it hardly matters anymore when I hear comments like: "aies just go and stone evry wed only and order your people around" or "aiyah damn stupid u shldve joined a sport" cos I answer to myself and noone else.

Anyway I shouldn't be moaning about anything now since life's going pretty well apart from academics which I should catch up on sooner rather than later I hope. I've nothing much else left to say, just that I'm glad we've all opened up and matured gradually and teamB isnt just a place to shit around and talk cock anymore.

Goodnight for now.

serious reflections about life

2005-04-19T07:08:00.000-07:00

just a few weeks in 1S06G and i cant believe how much life has changed since the jae posting results.
firstly im still missing all the guys who din make it to rj..bonks, yuancai, pehpeh, sinchi, jong, garlic, tehgo and everyone else
ive still been able to keep in touch wif bonks thx to boonlay youth club, as for the rest of the guys come back often for our saturday soccer sessions ok?

as for life in rj..its undoubtedly getting more stressful by the days, both academically and non-academically.
first 3 months are gone, all the honeymoon lectures are gone, here are the days when we start learning stuff which we've nv learned b4 in sec school..i better start workign hard b4 i fall so far behind that i cant catch up. at least 6G seems to be an alrite class in terms of mugging..definitely more hardworking than 6B used to be but not as hardcore as hanxus class.

bout the non-academic part of life..lets just say that ive learned a lot more about teamb in these few wks..cant say im glad to be leaving the happy-to-just-be-screwing-around teamb behind and im definitely a bit unused to this sobmre mood going ard the place, but yea its really great to haf a few gd friends who share ur woes and u dun be embarrassed to be pouring ur soul out to. and i found out that ive been quite insensitive to sum ppl and i really hope i can change that yea..

heh and i cant say enuff abt our frequent jaunts to the library, ferraris, putting keys in the ignition, schumachers, flings, cherries and trigonometry.
just hope that i can keep up wif whats been changing so rapidly in my life, school and non-school related.. and survive these 2 yrs of jc.

sigh thats the end of this long reflective entry..pardon me while i go off to ponder how to solve sum trigonometry questions they're really boggling my mind cos i made sum stupid mistakes on the way.

life's like that.

2005-04-19T06:26:00.000-07:00

back from a month-long hiatus. i don't know why, but i just feel dem drained everyday. its as if some force is zapping the energy out of me. I know i'm not alone; im just floating through lectures, tutorials, even practs, and im writing this in a sub-conscious state.

love is in the air. its everywhere, in class, all around campus, even in places u wudnt expect. its interesting to just sit back and observe, especially when it starts getting extreme. love of your life? only time will tell...

my class is turning into a dreadful bore. holy shit, everyone (except a couple of slackers, mostly sportsmen) seems to be mugging all the time. im dying badly in contrast. ah, the all too familiar feeling of kiasuism; everyone trying to outscore the other. even the gossip parties are dying down. the girls laugh for no rhyme or reason, and keep things to themselves. half the guys enjoy stoning, the rest mug their asses off.

kids read is turning into kid's scream. dont know how many times we had to holler at those 25 hyperactive and psycho kids. we split into 5 groups, each taking one. and jians group was practically killing our ears (three cheers for lik chun!!), i had to 'read' at twice my normal volume. and the kids werent even listening, they just kept staring elsewhere. on the way to kids read fd did smtg really really dumb, too tired to elaborate. he just wasted 12 bucks.

and fd is destroying the future of the kids if theres any left. a few more weeks and these young fellows will be well endowed with knowledge of vulgarities and how to distinguish a male from a female ("look at the bulge, children! look!")

our team name has such immense significance...just search for team-b on google and it will yield stuff like this:
http://www.thebulletin.org/article.php?art_ofn=apr93cahn

im so wasted i forgot what i set out to write in this post. i really had smtg interesting to say but i forgot will return soon...

kid's "read"

2005-04-12T07:51:00.000-07:00

highly uneventful. nothing much happened. kids have a two second attention span - at best. only activities suited are shouting and screaming, which coincidentally happens to be what we are best at organising. haha we think they'll grow up to be fine rioters.

children's books are like total nonsense. we flipped through a few and were like....wtf.....this rubbish is actually a book??? looks more like crap glued together to form a bundle of crap and made to look somwhat not like the stinking crap it actually is. promptly realised why i hated reading when i was young.

lol angst was rather cute as an evil step mother. "mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest one of all? ""its me! its me!" ok maybe that didnt happen. but he still showed alot of attitude, especially when explaining how cynide injected in a poison apple negatively affects cell respiration.

jian did some handstand cartwheel of some sort, so i asked a girl," did u find that sexy?" girl shakes her head. " were you turnded on?", girl shakes her head repeatedly and vigourously. jian looks rather disappointed. apparently what works for amy doesnt really apply to other ppl.
note : children have average age of 5-6

ok im writing nonsense.

oh yar some kid ran away without waiting for his father. result: fucking father got pissed off; rumours of cedric's kidnapping syndicate must have reached his ears.

2005-04-10T04:55:00.000-07:00

in my defence for going all the way to little india....no one replied to my messages of "wheres the food?"!!!!!! according to english expert berge, the short message "wheres the food" shows no indication of query into the location of dinner, and is merely an indication of hunger. berge deserves a slap on the forehead.

anw, it was the 1st class outing we had in 2 years, which is kinda sad, cos it only goes to show that ppl are only interested in free food. had the opportunity to show off my egg-cracking skills to everyone. results were short of satisfactory - very short in fact. raw egg yolk spews all over the table and plates. started scolding bowl of eggs "knnccb!", smith appears suddenly with a bewildered look on her face.

other interesting events : jian and chinks trying to convince angst about the mystery phrase " chong ji mi ma".

jian says:"its chong riding her secret horse"
chinks:"its chong riding jian"
fd:"its jian riding chong"
angst:"wats riding?", looks blur, "i don't really believe you ppl."

smith tries to impart secrets of skirt chasing. according to her, you have to be "ti3 tie1". i see kai listening very attentively. of course, the rest of us dont need her advice - especially berge - who continually boasts about his exploits at sch.

tried to capture kai stripping himself on video. sadly the camera man was of the rather sucky variety, who somehow managed not to press the record button. operation kai ended in horrlible failure.

realise that apart from teamb ppl, i didnt really get to know anyone else from our wonderful 4R. its like seeing one whole table of strangers eating away. find it rather sad. black shares my sentiments. although we've been together for 2 yrs, we still seem very foreign to each other. maybe its just me, cos i dont really interact much with anyone. anyway, thanks to smith for the foods. apparently, she thinks that teamb constitutes the quietest section of 4r. conclusion: her ears are full of shit.

2005-04-09T22:15:00.000-07:00

Im sorry kai you were too hot to resist

2005-04-09T22:14:00.000-07:00

Team-B and Team-kai with our beloved mrs smith. thankks for the treat!

2005-04-09T22:04:00.000-07:00

berge and fd exhibiting their voyeuristic tendencies, staring intently at poor teck and jian's anatomies.

2005-04-09T22:03:00.000-07:00

seoul garden should sell teck's balls. yummy

2005-04-09T22:02:00.000-07:00

Jian looking stunned and angst looking like he needs to be stunned.

2005-04-09T22:00:00.000-07:00

Team-B and half a teck. You have 2 months left to serve on probation

Those were the days

2005-04-09T19:32:00.000-07:00

Haha hello it's been a long time since there was an update.. just some interesting tidbits that happened yesterday when mrs smith kindly treated 4R to dinner at seoul garden.

well most of team-b was present by 615, with kai exuding manly sexiness in his BDSM body hugging leather coat. We took turns yanking down hiz zip to reveal ample cleavage of kai much to the chagrin of customers trying to enjoy a decent meal

anyway like i said, most team-b was present by 615. Messr Chin Yu Xiang Daniel was happily waiting at Dhoby Ghaut, on his way to boarding the train to Little India for muthu's curry when i kindly told him it was at orchard. What a nincompoop.

and so we stuffed ourselves silly with beef, chicken, and sushi and ice-cream and more until we couldnt move an inch. ahaha of course the highlight of the day had yet to arrive, with us making a long and arduous journey to the toilet later, following which a series of unfortunate events ensued.

as always they were talking about teck going into the handicapped toilet to wax his hair for 20 minutes. Clearly my mental faculties were not working properly after gobbling up 10 cows and 10 chickens as I rushed towards the only handicapped toilet in sight to attack "teck".

i was about to jump over the toilet door to give teck a boo but decided against it. hence i intelligently stuck my leg under and wiggled it feverishly about, hoping to catch tecks attention. to my utmost horror, teck soon came out from the handicapped toilet BEHIND beaming away at his newly waxed hair.

hohoho it was said tt the random guy in the handicapped toilet never came out. he was probably happily shitting his troubles away, when a random foot stuck itself in and wiggled about. he probably died of cardiac arrest. it probably had the same effect gilliane would have on kai if they made eye contact.

(i did not dare glance through the orbituaries today)

oh well thats it for today, i would also like to note that best denki is our favourite haunt now.

i thus leave behind a truly wise and sagely statement.

tvs were invented to be switched off.

tata.

my ma is madd.

2005-03-28T19:17:00.000-08:00

hey (: my name is joy and my ma is a very good person! im going to buy her an osim chair for mothers day! and im wearing a green hat now cos of the stupid gardener.

i am a desperate househusband.

i have a retarded son by the name of berge. he only got 11a1s and full marks for physics. we picked him up from the ulu pandan incineration plant but we gave him a good scrubbing and now hes nice and clean. pls note that hes a baby so he doesnt have any hair. his hairline is NOT RECEDING contrary to popular belief. I think I have a beautiful bouncing baby berge even though his forehead is half his constipated face. not courtesy of my ma who doesnt even have a forehead.

my scandalous wifey has been out gallivanting with AHMAD THE GARDENER again ='(
she just said gay lah rouge.

i think geppers are weird except my ma who is the bestest bestest bestest ever! =)
i think MINDS kids are weird too except my bouncing baby berge. =)

tata for now im going to hunt down some gardeners.

Bye!

-Ah JOy.

2005-03-21T08:09:00.000-08:00

Taking this picture required fine balance and excellent judgment of the slippery rock surface.

2005-03-21T08:07:00.000-08:00

5 hours into the treacherous climb up GUNUNG BELUMUT, we finally reach the summit, expecting a panoramic view of the pittoresque scenery. we found....a highly vandalised graffiti rock.

2005-03-21T08:02:00.001-08:00

A toast before we feast...

2005-03-21T08:02:00.000-08:00

1 bite later half the burger is gone!

2005-03-21T08:00:00.000-08:00

Bushed after four days of MAC.

2005-03-21T07:59:00.000-08:00

Sng and his innocent "i know zero vulgarities" look.

2005-03-21T07:58:00.000-08:00

The ramlee burger auntie hard at work.

2005-03-21T07:57:00.000-08:00

Hohoho! Brace yourself for the one and only GUNUNG BELUMUT ramlee burgerr. Two succulent grilled meat patties tucked in between fresh toasted bread pieces. It was so good teck and sng sneaked off after our hike to buy it.

2005-03-21T07:51:00.000-08:00

guess who? its teck the malaysian, very much the team-bian! this fool smartly lugged 2 cans of kerosene across the singapore customs and promptly got arrested and interrogated by officers armed with batons, MP5s, metal detectors and stun guns. merdeka malaysia! This was the shot of him giving the "haha, im going to bomb singapore with my 11a1s intelligence" look.

2005-03-21T07:47:00.000-08:00

Pangwei getting screwed by the cam

angst goodness

2005-03-08T02:37:00.000-08:00

a cursory glance thru angst's phonebook reveals the following mysterious people

burge
chinu yu
huana
rbndy

of course of note is the fact that one name, andrea seems to be spelled absolutely correctly. hm...

2005-02-28T22:13:00.000-08:00

its results day.

wake up. i get msged by jasbir telling me to go the ri at 11am. realise that im still slping.

wake up again, go online and find some koks stoning arnd. chinks black and jian are in shock that angst received a call telling him that he got 11a1s. we scratch our heads in disbelief...where did the 3 extra a1s come from? still in a state of confusion, angst calls and tells us that it was a mistake. a period of joy sets in.

11.40pm. i reach bishan mrt. find agnst in a pool of tears. we proceed to macs and are quickly joined by the rest of team b. teo spots jcho busy buying food and reports the news to us. overjoyed at the prospect of meeting his favourtie tcher, jian rushes up to meet her. a bunch of us tag along and get daoed as the 2 of them engage in heartfelt conversation. after some stoning, we go to kfc. everyone doesnt have much appetite, except for angst, who has started bingeing.

1pm. we reach ri. see some idiot berge and teck, who are nervous wrecks. we calmly proceed to the hall together, where reporters have gathered to take pictures of all the top scorers. suddenly, i see black and chinks busy shaking hands and hugging all the moks and bingshaos and liangyis. gosh, i never knew they were on such gd terms. black goes arnd whacking everyone, hoping to get himself caught on camera but he quickly runs out of breath and sits down.

2pm. waiting to get our results. jian looks overjoyed to see his favourite tcher again. weiling mistakes jian for huanting or smthg. she starts firing off random names to everyone. i suspect shes going senile. during all the talks, jcho decides us to tell us our results 1st. the suspense is duly broken.

3pm. get our results back. 7a1s for me, thats least among all the team b coks. those fools decide to go back to rj to get some scholarship form, leaving me and anal in ri. we decide to go to j8 and end up walking arnd for more than an hour waiting for the rest to decide wat to do.

5pm. somehow find ourselves at chinks place. it starts raining heavily, so we proceed to play pingpong. the gaurds look surprised when a whole troop of ppl start barging into the tabletennis rm. i try to challenge chinks, but he hums off the play tennis. kai and me show off our finely honed tb skills, totally destroying the likes of teck berge hanxu and agnst. haoliaos in the neighobouring reading room gather to watch.

after a long while....utterly shetted and hungry, chinks leads us to a nearby coffee shop. we suddenly decide that berge and teck shld treat us. black suggests cafe cartel. the two oblige wholeheartedly.

7pm. arrive at cafe cartel, where we see kai eating for the 1st time in his life. all of us are dumbfounded, astonished and shocked. me and chinks quickly grab the strategic centre seats, relegating jian berge and hanxu to the far corners of the table, where they try desperately to reach the delicous food - but to no avail. yumyum. i feel full. chinks is so full that he gets butt cramps.... so hanxu proceeds to lovingly massage the pain away...while teck concentrated on examining his urine sample. those of us still eating choke. we discuss about wat to do tmr, when jian blurts out : i have to take a hiv blood test! we all wonder where it came frm *cough* amy *cough*. berge starts to talk about how good his porridge is, and black about some ogre. we listen attentively.

everyones quite broke, so we decide to go home.

sometime later- while discussing wat to do the next day, we realise that teck has extremely poor tastes....everyone starts to complain about all their insect bites from ubin camp. arhghg. i fear i have been kicked out of the magnificent youth club. wat a catastrhope... wat a disaster.... wat a tregedy....

2005-02-22T05:15:00.000-08:00

I am Yorke
See me rule
I am twice as smart as you
And I look good on the soccer field

Curlers Goals Wonders and Scorchers
Made from boots passed from my father
I am Yorke
I am Yorke, see me rule

I am Yorke, sprinting past
Oozing class with every pass
And even more so when I cross

Oh Wenger's hairline is thinner
from the outcome of my stunner
I am Yorke
I am Yorke, ive got class

I am Yorke, here i stand
High and mighty upon this land
And I am scoring everywhere

From Nou Camp to Old Trafford
You cant count my goals by hand
I am Yorke I am Yorke I am Yorke
I am Yorke I am Yorke I am Yooooooooooooorke!
(Sung to the tune of I am Cow by Arrogant Worms)

2005-02-15T06:45:00.000-08:00

despite my valiant attempts to enter boredphuckers and thus serve as the vital link to unite all 3 shared blogs it seems my goodwill has been for nought.
today was damn damn slack...but what can u expect when you're dismissed at 11.
sat wif my class frm 11-5, leaving 3 times to go play soccer. tried to contact hanxu but got some fei reply about being int he library. ended up going home wif bonks.
and thats the end of my very interesting day!

p.s: btw wei ling if u are reading this pls stop calling me chucky u chinese teacher u

2005-02-11T08:18:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone! Im back again to report on todays interesting events!
Seeing as how hanxu's monstrous 1500word post has been so well received, i shall too model my post today after his.

10am-wake up. turn on com and see many feis online, namely chinks and hanxu.open zmud,check email,check team-x and team-b. suffering a hangover due to the nature of the very tainted team-b convo we had just last night. feel sick of seeing the same post about porridge. while berge mite never get sick of porridge, i must say the smooth and creamy porridge does not apply to me

10.30am-hanxu says yahoo pool! i agree gullibly, not realising that after his 4 straight losses to me yesterday he has downloaded an aimbot today. am bored. very bored.

11.00am-hanxu barely manages to beat me 4 times despite flagrant and blatant use of his aimbot. berge comes online and tells me stories about being bombarded by tonnes of smses. i symphatise with him, after all i have been a victim of sms spam by culprits such as chinks and hanxu as well.

11.30am-am preparing to leave the house to reach somerset by 12.30. hanxu conveniently reminds me of the reason why he chose the location for our pool outing-"lol why are me and kai meeting later than u are leaving the house" i remain silent, keeping in line with my flawless character and ability to tolerate verbal abuse. manage to listen to everybody's changing one last time before i step out of the house

12.00pm-on the train reading about shaun wright phillip's poor debut against holland. think about how much england is losing out by not swooping in before trinadad and tobago and putting yorke on the right flank. after all, he does have english nationality. am listening to girl on tv repeatedly. hanxu sends me multiple smses, seemingly intent on destroying my inbox. i return the favour.

12.19pm-fd calls me, saying that he met hanxu and kai on the bus and wont be meeting me at somerset mrt. pangs of terror set in as i realise that i am ill-equipped to navigate to cine on my own.

12.30-reach somerset mrt, but where is everyone?? realise that they are already at cine waiting for me. hanxu calls me, i inform him about my predicament. fd, kai and hanxu graciously adjourn to somerset mrt to escort me to cine, all the while peppering me with lightly muttered insults about my intelligence. i take them allll in my stride, the tolerant person i am

12.40-eating at bk, kai says "ive already eaten maggee mee" and graciously declines to eat. so continues the saga of whether or not kai is human, as ive never seen him consuming a single morsel of food in the 4 years ive known him. am feeling rather guilty at the amount of oil/grease/fat i am intaking.

1.00-proceed up to kpool, where we decide on our partnerships, and me and hanxu play against kai and fd.

game 1-kai and fd get off to a blazing start, and they actually maintain it until the finish, when fd pots the black ball with 3 of our balls remaining but pots the cue ball in the same shot. so we won without really doing anything.
1-0 to me and hanxu!

game 2-another swift start by kai and fd, but we come back soon to draw within striking distance. a mistake by kai gives me a free shot, and i proceed to pot our only remaining ball and the black ball with much composure and tenacity, leaving looks of OMFG on the faces of fd and kai. note to self-try not to offend fd as he seems to have added to his vocabulary a 4 letter word starting with fu and ending with ck, and hes not afraid of using it as well.
2-0 to me and hanxu!

game 3-again we fall behind to them. the home stretch is neck to neck, and when hanxu makes a mistake to leave the black ball on the edge of the pocket and the white ball just next to it we all think its over. but alas! a cruel twist of fate proves otherwise, and its deja vu as fd in his attempt to look cool and handle the cue stick behind his back only succeeds in prodding both the black ball and the cue ball into the pocket. seeing the look of elation on kais face turn into a screwed up array of emotions as the cue ball follows the black in is a mastercard moment. am secretly laughing at kai's jump up and spread your arms and legs celebrations.
3-0 to me and hanxu!

game 4-this time we actually lead, the highlight of the match being the time when i say im going to railshot this in and it actually goes in against all odds. but when it comes to the crunch i fail as i do a fd and pot the black ball together with teh cue ball. at least it wasnt as comical this time.
3-1 to me and hanxu, a minor blip but im sure we can overcome it.

game 5-sort of forgot what went on here, only recall some attempts to cheat being snubbed out by the vicious glares of kai. anyway, we won the game, so it must ahve been a good one.
4-1 to me and hanxu!

game 6-early mistakes lead to our downfall, as fd and kai race to an early lead and never looks back. fd pockets the black this time without pocketing the white. looks at me with his attitude face and points to the sky in celebration. i am rapt in awe.
4-2 to me and hanxu

game 7-hanxu goes on a rampage in this game, potting 4 balls in a row from difficult angles. whether it was tyco or skill ill leave it up to you, but the constant utterances of "omg how lucky was that!" emerging fromt he oral cavities of kai should tell you the answer. i eventually go on to pot the black ball to secure a fantastic 5-2 win for us.
5-2 to me and hanxu!

3pm-go to the youth club meeting, where we see a plethora of ppl already gathered all over the place. turns out that we came all the way to youth park just to fill up forms. weiling on seeing me immediately asks for chucky. meet up with chinks and berch who seem to have had a fruitful class outing. spend 10 minutes volunteering for everything under the sun. realise that if we really do take part in everything we signed up for, we would go home at 10 pm everyday, but fd says "heck la just pon those we don want to go for la do i give a ???" we cower under his influence. turns out that we'll probably be telling stories to little kids, or in fds words "we'll go there and stone! or we can tell them about our stories! or stories about berch!" but i digress.
fd engages in a staring competition with a j2 who was trying to be friendly and help us with our queries. in his stirred up anger fd nearly mutters the word, and manages to control himself and stop at the f syllable. "hes only a bloody fffffffffffffffffff.....hes not even a j2!!!" what fd didnt know is that he was. marvel at fd's self control.
see johnston, chang hong and dawn there,johnston and chang hong gimme friendly greetings but dawn daos me with the attitude of an angst. am sad. what happened to our class spirit? but i digress once more. spend 10 more minutes playing blackjack with small cards. find that we look very sad doing that and proceed back to cine with our two new members, chinks and berch.

4pm-spend 20 minutes at cine stoning around and wondering what to do. kai says play pool, berch and fd say watch constantine, hanxu is stoning, chinks is a fei as usual, and showing my leadership qualities i organise the discussion well. not that you could call it a discussion, but you get the point. in the end, we decide to split, me, berch and fd going to watch a movie while hanxu, kai and chinks go play pool. fd finds himself mysteriously captivated by the poster of Howl's moving castle, and he decides he must watch it. on the verge of purchasing 3 tickets for Howl's moving castle when the 3 feis, chinks, kai and hanxu come rampaging down, informing us that the pool place was full and they want to watch a movie instead. fd swiftly purchases 6 tickets for howl's moving castle before any of us can react. we warn fd-"if its shitty ur dead". thats before hanxu and chinks catch sight of the poster for howl's moving castle and find out its ajapanese animation. as hanxu says, "i tot it was a horror show! wtf!!! its a bloody animation!??!" find the sight of hanxu and chinks chasing after fd and pummeling him on the back rather amusing. chinks later goes back tot he counter staff and tells them that they printed the tickets wrongly, adn we wanted machinist instead. amazingly, the staff there is unaware of the smal print on the back of the ticket saying "pls check ur tickets before leaving the counter. tickets sold are not refundable or exchangable"
chinks's trickery eventually gets us our 6 tickets to machinist.

4.30-sitting at yoshi in cine to stone away our time. fd orders a cup of water, and he gets what he paid for--the water is a sickening yellow. fd decides not to drink it. we engage in an interesting chinese word game, where berch finds himself forced to reveal his true feelings about porridge.

7pm-fnd that my brain cells have been wasted by the complexity of machinist. berch utters his sentiments. we decide to proceed to plaza sing for dinner. kai says i wanna go back for dinner! and hops on the bus with fd. we wonder what they are doing on the bus together. we proceed on to plaza sing at a jogging pace for some reason. my constant pleas for chinks to slow down are ignored. we find oruselfs at plaza sing at 7.20.

7.20-walk around aimlessly looking for a place to eat. hanxu mutters somethgn about a cubicle after my visit to the toilet, but we'll keep that secret for now for teh sake of younger and less discerning readers.

7.30-still walking around. somehow chinks and hanxu dont seem to notice the vast expanse of seats in bk, macs and many other eateries. me and berch are involved in an animated conversation when we find out we haf lost hanxu and chinks. after a heavy toll on my phone bill, we find them on the floor below us. turns out they sneakily went down withotu informing us.

8.00-those feis decide to eat at yoshi despite my protests about the quality of the food. am resigned to my fate and i order a salmon bowl, of which i will not finish eventually. what is more interesting is the events that occur during the lunch. meet amy's class which was originally going to watch constantine but was "too lazy to queue up for tickets". marvel at their hardworking attitude. as they leave, amy confirms with berge "eh berjiang, u sure tickets sold out rite?" berge who is in the middle of drinking frm the 1.5 litre coke bottle we brought into cine starts to choke in his attempt to reply. as his eyes grow bigger, so does our laughter. he starts shaking his head rapidly in his attempt to dislodge the bottle from his throat. at last he succeeds in doing so, but before he can clear the coke from his air passage way and utter a reply amy has already scampered off to join her class, leaving us in peals of laughter. it is a full 5 minutes before we can start eating again.

9.00-finally we are on the train home. chinks leaves us to go back to bishan, while me berch and hanxu take the train to jurong east. nothing much interesting to note.

10.00-im home! get changed, and turn on the com for some aardwolf. send a retort to cheese who calls me stupid the moment i log on. talk to teo who accuses me of slandering the sec 1 he taught so badly of stealing my ball. defeat teo easily with some verbal skills and he can only muster a weak reply. manage to persuade bonks to return me and sinchi my money! am delighted. will thank the gods later. start to word this massive blog post under the threat of bodily harm from chinks. manage to win another global quest in aardwolf. am happy.

12.00-still am writing this post. hands getting tired. shall stop soon. everyone seems to have died on msn.

and thats about all that happened today, time to sign off and go stone more!!!

pickled peppers are out. butchy porridges are in!

2005-02-07T02:22:00.000-08:00

Hihi everyone

Kudos to hanxu for his extraordinarily long and hilarious post on the odac hike, I of course found out much about our good friend teck's superb endurance levels and always-say-die attitude. Keep it up teck!

Anyway back to today, which was a bore again.We're doing kinematics for physics now and for econs some data analysis crap which i conveniently slept through sigghh i was too tired.

physics prac was spent drawing screwy graphs and coming up with fantasic tongue twisters. i hereby issue you the "Porridge challenge". Whoever manages to complete this tonguetwister in 10 seconds flat will receive 2 bowls of Uncle Berch's Mexican Porridge on the house!

Bastard berch bashed a bush of butchy porridge!
A bush of butchy porridge bastard berch bashed!
If bastard berch bashed a bush of butchy porridge!
which bush of butchy porridge did bastard berch bash?

P.S I hate wife-beaters.

PPS. If you say porridge very fast it sounds like berch. Try it!

PPPS. Berch if you would like to clear your sorry name PLEASE POST!

of sore legs, muscle cramps and blistered toes.

2005-02-05T19:55:00.000-08:00

before i begin, i would like to proclaim my own personal opinion on uncle berch's mexican porridge: it's f**king ugly!!...ok actually that came from bonks..anyway brace yourself for the longest post ever (1500 words)...

friday for me is clearly the slackiest and most enjoyable academic timetable of the week. we have civics (equivalent to doing whatever u want while half listening to our drony ct), then gp, break, bio pract, and probably the only blemish...chem tutorial.

during gp we watched the original royston tan's 15, i.e. a show on the "non average middle class teenage gangster wannabes of singapore". basically the 3 actors, portraying their real life characters, volunteered to act themselves for no charge at all. apparently royston tan just picked them up from the street and there was practically no script, to give the actors freedom to do whatever they wanted. and they rented this flat and allowed the 3 actors to arrange it however they liked. i found the show slightly disturbing but hilarious all the same, especially the MTVs, hokkien raps and gay scenes. nono, not gay scenes. our gp teacher proudly tells us it was affection for one another, no gayness involved. and according to her the arrow in one of the transition scenes is actually a phallic symbol. tskk. enough said.

ten reasons why being the chem rep of my class is the worst job u could ever undertake.
1. You have a teacher called Mrs C--- XX (anonymity required to protect myself)
2. You come early for class and Mrs C asks you to pick up all the litter in the tutorial room.
3. The people who were previously in the tutorial room generated 1 kg of litter every hour and the dustbin is overflowing.
4. You have to repeat yourself at least twice before Mrs C gets what you are trying to say.
5. You have to speak slowly cos her english sucks.
6. Mrs C cannot pronounce christian names, especially difficult words like l-e-o-n-a-r-d.
7. Mrs C forces you to wear your 1970s safety goggles during every second of chem prac.
8. Mrs C stares at you while u do your chem pract. She can never be satisfied with how you use your pipette, and continuously asks you to suck up and release the liquids at least 5 times.
9. And as a result of her staring you get 9/25 for your practicals.
10. There is a thief in your class that steals chemistry lecture notes, tutorials, and practicals that have been handed up.

2 reasons why being the chem rep isnt so bad after all:
1. Mrs C believes any excuse you try to cook up, such as: the lift refused to stop at the 6th floor, hence we were late by 10 minutes.
2. Mrs C doesnt force you to listen to her during tutorial class.

ODAC Overnight hike log:
1800: Assemble at spectators gallery.
1900: Get briefed by katsais and mr lows.
1930: Take group photo and do head count.
1945: Wished luck by low. begin a horrific 12 hour 15 min nonstop hiking marathon.
2000: Some distance out of rjc. Spirits high. Some people singing a very out of tune "an jing" by jay chou. Some people discussing the hottest males of rjc. Weird, I didnt hear my name.
2030: After a hectic 30 minute trek along a busy roadside, eric pulls out, citing fatigue, exhaustion, breathing difficulties, gastricitis and vomiting. 20 castaways. 40 kilometres. 12 hours. 5 checkpoints. One down, 19 are left. WHO will be the ultimate SURviVOr?
2035: We bid eric farewell. He gets home, recovers and musters the energy to go online, truly living up to his reputation as the eyepower prince. The rest of us press on.
2045: We roam around aimlessly within macritchie. finally we are on our way---but an obstacle stands in front of us: couples our combined age making out and a locked gate.
2100: Undeterred, we take another route, and plunge into the dense jungles of macritchie. Spirits still high. Behind, hony ho and eck(aik?) hui singing loudly. so loudly that they do not realise they are walking extremely slowly.
2130: Getting hypnotized by swaying green lightstick. Realises that aikhui CANNOt sing "the reason". shh but i din tell her. More soulful renditions by my fellow groupmates I dun miss american idol at all. Darren trips over something and sprains his ankle.
--Some time later: Emerge from dense jungles, see civilization in the form of SICC. Park rangers lurking so we have to re-route.
2200: We take a detour--all the way back to somewhere near we begun. Less people singing now..jonsng is quiet bcos he is so absorbed in his GOLD 90.5FM. yes, not perfect 10, power 98, not even symphony 92.4. yes, great music on gold 90.5fm. Snack supply dwindling.
2230: Travel down Bukit Timah to reach Rifle Range Road. People are starting to look at us with more curiosity. Some where in between, stopover at adam road "food court". Rest for 15 minutes. Jonsng gobbles down a plate of char kway teow in under 5 minutes and a cup of iced milo in 5 seconds. wdff.
---Wee hours of the morning: Arrive at rifle range road: Legs have taken a beating. Realise that playing basketball 10 hours ago was a horrible idea. j2s bestow harsh truth upon us: we have to enter the rocky mountain biking trails. I still hear a lot of maroon 5, bowling for soup, hoobastank, and of course jchou.
0300: Passed dairy farm road and inching closer to our final destination of mandai. Walking at the rear now. Heidi has two red lightsticks sticking out of her bag we call her the walking red light district. and kohpang wif the green lightstick is the flashing green man. Engages with brief conversation with heidi, jonsng, kohpang and the 38.6 kilogram one. Cannot walk in a straight line, keep falling off the trail.
0430: JC2s are complaining about their common test schedule. Jonsng and kohpang are discussing some alchemy rubbish and science club shit I cannot comprehend. Someone says geps suck and arts rule.
0500: We arrive at mandai. Low is sitting pretty on top of his luxury safety vehicle. That fool took all of 15 minutes to get there whilst we took 5 hours. Low tells us we've got to hurry. Easy for him to say, but after all he was an ex-commando who probably ran 40km with 20kg backpacks. A few guys decided to go pee but there were four fierce stray dogs barking so they came back as fast as they went. Darren bandages his ankle. Quietly, Jeffrey steps up from the affray, together wif Heidi, leads us on the way back to rjc. We're supposed to take only 1.5 hours, but of course that never materialized.
0530: Some crazy shits decide to put the run-briskwalk technique into action to keep up with our 6km/hour pace. My thighs are burning and ankles strained, but I persevere. I discover that i can walk while sleeping, however i cannot identify lamp posts in my sleep. Dunno how darren managed to keep up. Abel runs like a madman, stops at every busstop, then continues running like a madman.
0630: We officially failed in our 1.5 hour quest, hence we start to relax abit. Only at AMK ave 1, about 3-4 km to go. Passing buses and taxis tempt me.
0730: Amy and aik hui are quite a force to be reckoned with when singing the high notes together, literally giving me the strength to proceed further in front of them.
0800: Gosh, RJC is within sight! We cross a T-junction and embark on our history-book-worthy saunter into the campus. Jon sng is swaggering with his legs wide apart (due to thigh abrasions and abrasions in "sensitive areas"). He reminds me of cedric but i resist a snigger.
0815: Sorry to tell you this, we are the last group to arrive. Greeted by some weak applause. But theres good news: there is no elimination and everyone gets a prize!! How cool is that!
0830: Everyone is half dead. Ignatius asks me if i would like to go for class outing at 12pm (ie 3.5 hours later). Suuuree, i say. Abel the eyepower king finally collapses. HAHAHA. extra la run summore.
0845: Poignant moment. Prize presentation. Shaking the hand of low, receiving the Raffles dao t-shirt, drinking the can of 100 plus, i swear a dropped a tear or two. OR was it just perspiration?
Darren says we walked 40.5km ( he measured on the map), even more than the estimated 35km. Thats an amazing 3.375 km per hour, which seems like nothing but put together....its pretty bad.
Aching calves, burning hamstrings, swollen ankles, blisters the size of kidney beans. what MORE could you ask for? "Odac the one we had fun"...

2005-02-03T03:21:00.000-08:00

Uncle Berch's Mexican Porridge

2005-02-03T03:13:00.000-08:00

Uncle Berch's Mexican Porridge

Century Egg Congee (Pei Tan Chok)
Recipe by Dai Jiang.
Cuisine
Chinese • Recipes • Restaurants
Type of Dish
Porridge
Cooking Method
Boil
Meal Types
• Breakfast • Brunch • Lunch

Ingredients
150g rice, washed and then soaked in clean water for an hour
700ml chicken stock soup
150g chicken meat, marinated with 1 tsp each of salt, sugar, soy sauce and sesame oil, and a dash of pepper
3 century eggs, shelled and diced
1 cooked salted egg, shelled and dicedSeasoning:
1 tsp chicken stock granules
1 tbsp garlic oil
1 tsp sesame oil
Salt to taste Garnishing:
Chopped spring onions and Chinese parsley
Young ginger, cut into fine strips
LOTS OF LOVE.

Method
Cook rice in the stock for 50 minutes over medium flame. Steam the chicken meat for 10-15 minutes. Leave to cool slightly, then shred the chicken meat. Add in both types of eggs and seasoning into the congee.

Mix in the shredded chicken meat. Prepare a serving bowl. Add some ginger strips, a dash of sesame oil and soya sauce to the base of the bowl.

Dish out the congee into the bowl and add some garnishing and a dash of pepper and serve hot

Remember! Always cook your porridge with LOTS OF LOVE.

IF YOU DONT COOK IT WITH LOTS OF LOVE.

IT WONT BE
SMOOTH AND CREAMY! HOT AND STEAMY!
SMOOTH AND CREAMY! HOT AND STEAMY!

I'm a good boy!

2005-02-02T04:46:00.000-08:00

Hello all it's 8.47 p.m. now and I'm famished, tired, and highly amused at the end of today. Just came home from scouts and activity review gahh still have to rush my gp homework later. anyways unlike certain STONERS i shall attempt to blog on a regular basis, especially if there are exciting occurings like today.

anyway yeah we went through the monotony of lectures and tutorials again before arriving at the MATHS LECTURE. Well teo decided to take out his gp homework since maths lecture was going at a pretty slow pace and wrote four words before a bull of a teacher came barging in and koping his work. Well, I being the loyal companion and fellow badegg/heartbreaker/goodboy decided to take out my gp work too since evryone had done it but i was way behind because of my prior commitments the last two days. Well I did pretty well, writing a total of 14 words before the same thing happened.

I swore she stepped out of the lecture hall before I started brandishing my gp homework but she stealthily koped it before i could say anything.
and so it was that the two of us were called to the front and given a good chiding before our terror-stricken faces became even more terror-stricken when she promptly annoucned that we would have to collect them back from our monster of a math tutor. (OK now she's an angel.)

anyways we both gingerly made our way to the staffroom after chem to claim our hw, with I making great sacrifices to open cross talks with the tutor. This was what was supposed to go on.

Cinks: Hi ma'am regarding our gp work....
Teo: Yes we are very sorry..
Anon tutor: *&@%*#%^&*^@&*&*(&(&@*)@!!@. YOU TWO ARE A @&%&%!@&%&$#@!@ TO MY EXISTENCE. TEN WHITE SLIPS FOR EACH OF YOU! &^@%#&@*(@

But this happened:

Anon tutor: Ahh you two are supposed to be the guai boys in class! And I know everybody does their work during lectures but you all suay suay get caught lah. OK lah take your work back just don't do it again ah? ok?

Cinks: wdf?

Teo: omfg?

Anyway yeah thats the story, and given my neatly combed hair, high socks, tucked in uniform and gentle personality it was understandable that i was one of the guai boys. unfortunately teo the serial heartbreaker just took advantage of this to lay claim to being one of us. lying through his teeth on team-x as usual. all blasphemy.. i was always the original good egg anyway.

haha recas was highly retarded we didnt do a shite and i had to leave early for EAGLES ceremony which was a bore too. bob the builder doesnt look too convincing as a HM though.. i shall reserve my comments still.

OK then time to go start on GP. tata for now!

2005-01-30T06:41:00.000-08:00

hi all fans out there,
back from a 3-day 2-night holiday @ pulau ubin..

first things first...to those fellow team-bians who failed to get into vball...take it easy...those incompetent fools a horrible talent spotters i must confess...how can they have missed me? haha..anyway congrats to huanna teo and begrudgingly koo..

yeah my schoolbags in the odac room currently cos i was too lazy to go back rj hence i got one ton of hw which i cannot do...perfect excuse (my bio teacher happens to be teacher ic for odac btw)...and shit, got PE tml hope i dun die cos my arms are aching from carrying the damn stretcher..

good question why the hell am i rotting in odac..i must admit i detest hiking and camping cos it sooo reminds me of np days...but i face a lack of options anyway and my grpmates are really really a fantastic bunch..

first experience sleeping in a dome tent instead of an a-frame and it was damn uncomfortable and stuffy...or maybe it was just being sandwiched in between rhino sng and bamboo teck wif rhino sng emitting huge clouds of CO2+H2o..and those bloody sentries doing guard duty were so noisy cudnt sleep through the night.

met bakkwa and george lee who were camping wif hc and vj outdor activity club respectively...bakkwa looked surprisingly perky and i even saw him cross-dressing..hope hes enjoying life at HC :D. vjcians were everywhere and they were on BIKES while we were on FOOT.

apart from my groupmates everything else was pretty much boring..esp tent/basha pitching, knot-tying, orienteering and FIRST AID. i dun really give a damn about finding out what bearing leads to what lightstick or how i am supposed to tie a bowline to save my life when im falling from the mountain. anyway at the end of camp the j2s arranged some "casualties" along the way to the jetty and we had to attend to them...brandon was as heavy as a huge rock and my hands nearly died supporting the rear of the stretcher with my back sustaining quite a load..

outdoor cooking was decent...but thanks to a lack of preparation our cooking group had quite a sad dinner...in contrast to dballs group who were chomping spaghetti, fake sharks fin and chocolate fondue!!...that sounds like 10 times better den my average normal dinner..

hulz got PUNK'D big time during campfire...sadistic max got us to pick someone to sabo and they chose poor huzi...anyway its this game called tarzan and jane and basically the motive of it has nothing whatsoever to do wif tarzan or jane its just sabo shit...so in any case someone is chosen to be "jane" and while this "jane" leaves the rest of us (thinking that we are choosing a tarzan), everyone is briefed on how to deceive him later. a tarzan isnt picked although the jane believes so. ok so when the tarzan returns he is supposed to shout whos tarzan and everyone will reply wif that tarzan noise "o-e-o-e-ohh" and the guy "supposedly picked to be tarzan" theoretically shouts the loudest. jane has three attempts to guess who tarzan is and his first 2 tries will always be wrong and the third correct. so the third guy he picks goes out, the jane becomes the new tarzan, and just when the new tarzan thinks he did fantastic to escape a forfeit, the climax sets in...the new "jane" asks who tarzan is and as usual his first 2 tries are wrong. ON THE THIRD TRY however, everyone else preplanned to shut up therefore only the initial jane screams out the tarzan noise...b4 realising the sad truth of him/her being PUNK'D...in this case hulz was screaming extremely loud during the first 2 attempts and on the third he took in a super big breath and really screamed hard...lucky he only took two syllables to realise he was getting cheated..sorry hulz for laughing but it was really quite funny..haha can try this game wif those who dunno..

theres sum night hike thingey on friday and i seriously dun feel lyk going. at this rate my weekend will be totally devoted tot odac or sth which sucks. but if i dun go i might as well quit..thanks chinks btw for lending me a backpack..

tata for now, bye!

odac camp..

2005-01-30T05:59:00.000-08:00

hi all fans out there,
back from a 3-day 2-night holiday @ pulau ubin..

first things first...to those fellow team-bians who failed to get into vball...take it easy...those incompetent fools a horrible talent spotters i must confess...how can they have missed me? haha..anyway congrats to huanna teo and begrudgingly koo..

yeah my schoolbags in the odac room currently cos i was too lazy to go back rj hence i got one ton of hw which i cannot do...perfect excuse (my bio teacher happens to be teacher ic for odac btw)...and shit, got PE tml hope i dun die cos my arms are aching from carrying the damn stretcher..

good question why the hell am i rotting in odac..i must admit i detest hiking and camping cos it sooo reminds me of np days...but i face a lack of options anyway and my grpmates are really really a fantastic bunch..

first experience sleeping in a dome tent instead of an a-frame and it was damn uncomfortable and stuffy...or maybe it was just being sandwiched in between rhino sng and bamboo teck wif rhino sng emitting huge clouds of CO2+H2o..and those bloody sentries doing guard duty were so noisy cudnt sleep through the night.

met bakkwa and george lee who were camping wif hc and vj outdor activity club respectively...bakkwa looked surprisingly perky and i even saw him cross-dressing..hope hes enjoying life at HC :D. vjcians were everywhere and they were on BIKES while we were on FOOT.

apart from my groupmates everything else was pretty much boring..esp tent/basha pitching, knot-tying, orienteering and FIRST AID. i dun really give a damn about finding out what bearing leads to what lightstick or how i am supposed to tie a bowline to save my life when im falling from the mountain. anyway at the end of camp the j2s arranged some "casualties" along the way to the jetty and we had to attend to them...brandon was as heavy as a huge rock and my hands nearly died supporting the rear of the stretcher with my back sustaining quite a load..

hulz got PUNK'D big time during campfire...sadistic max got us to pick someone to sabo and they chose poor huzi...anyway its this game called tarzan and jane and basically the motive of it has nothing whatsoever to do wif tarzan or jane its just sabo shit...so in any case someone is chosen to be "jane" and while this "jane" leaves the rest of us (thinking that we are choosing a tarzan), everyone is briefed on how to deceive him later. a tarzan isnt picked although the jane believes so. ok so when the tarzan returns he is supposed to shout whos tarzan and everyone will reply wif that tarzan noise "o-e-o-e-ohh" and the guy "supposedly picked to be tarzan" theoretically shouts the loudest. jane has three attempts to guess who tarzan is and his first 2 tries will always be wrong and the third correct. so the third guy he picks goes out, the jane becomes the new tarzan, and just when the new tarzan thinks he did fantastic to escape a forfeit, the climax sets in...the new "jane" asks who tarzan is and as usual his first 2 tries are wrong. ON THE THIRD TRY however, everyone else preplanned to shut up therefore only the initial jane screams out the tarzan noise...b4 realising the sad truth of him/her being PUNK'D...in this case hulz was screaming extremely loud during the first 2 attempts and on the third he took in a super big breath and really screamed hard...lucky he only took two syllables to realise he was getting cheated..sorry hulz for laughing but it was really quite funny..haha can try this game wif those who dunno..

theres sum night hike thingey on friday and i seriously dun feel lyk going. at this rate my weekend will be totally devoted tot odac or sth which sucks. but if i dun go i might as well quit..

tata for now, bye!

Disappointments.

2005-01-29T02:05:00.000-08:00

Sigh as you would have known by now since teo posted on team-x. the volleyball results are out and i and berch didnt get in, we're in the recreational team =(. Anyway, congrats to teo, ahtng, kai, and koo who got into the school team, hope you guys enjoy urselves in vball while i and berch pop by occasionally haha.

Many thnks to all who've tried to console me but yeah even though i wanted it badly it's over for now so theres little use brooding over it. It's time to look foward and consider other options now like fencing and archery.And no, I'll never look to pulling strings to get in despite the disproportionate number of scouts in vball, contrary to what some people might think yeah. I've always believed in getting what you merit and deserve so yeah vballs out of my life for now.

Just came home from a long day of scouts today, did some pioneering in the morning before attending an old boy's meeting pertaining to a very large-scale fund raising project. It was a good experience to see their inner dealings and observe their meeting protocol and operational procedures, hopefully we'll be able to apply this in future meetings.

Well I'm very tired for now, looking foward to class outing tmrw which is still hanging in the balance with many undecided between watching hotel rwanda and iceskating. and its in jurong wdf.

Toms!

2005-01-27T06:00:00.000-08:00

Hehe hello its me again.

Life has been relatively stress-free thus far, with academics still manageable, other than scouting matters no particular worries thus far.. jc's life been a blast till now hope it stays that way!

Anyways, apart from lectures/tutorials many interesting things happened today, beginning to like the class more and more. it has a nice mix of toms, gays, sickos, paedos, and bimbos so its funfun! Cliques are becoming pretty apparent as well too haha for now its the 3 of us plus tom and the 4 girls (sijia/wanjun/weiling/jerms). Most of the abovementioned people are in dire need of hearing aids though, refer to the following examples.

weiling: "hey on valentines day the guys need to bring zaobaos for wad?" someone said they need to bring zhabors.

berch: "hey you have a green tom?". someone said she had a green tongue

teo:" oh its jacq from chungcheng high". weiling: "jack from chinese high? i thought only tom and berch were ___"

of course these few days tom has been a very bad boy, engaging in clandestine activities not known to gerdaggs like i and teo. despite uncle berch's clean cut image and constant dazed appearance, we have received credible evidence that he frequents mexican whore houses. for more information pls visit uncleberch.com!

some facts of the day:
#1 senthil is a century egg
#2weiyang is tom, im dick and berch is harry.
#3 our maths tutor deserves to be tommed. not tt anyone would do so. biaa*ch. chong is like a godsend compared to that @*#%%@#&*@^.
#4 tom is now a verb, adjective, and noun.
#5our ears are all full of shit

anyway thnks weiling for the ride home today.. spared me 20 mins of walking up the retarded slope.

haiz cant think of much for now so tata for today.

back.

2005-01-25T02:15:00.000-08:00

To feed our growing readership pool and to sustain activity within this blog, i decided that it was imperative to post sth....so here goes..

JC life so far has been really tiring...fun, but very tiring for some reason. maybe its the damn lecturers in the giant fridge called lt1. or the long school hours and the odd cca meetings or trials. or simply just having to walk and walk to get from one lesson to another...

i'm just half awake every morning...i hardly feel like opening my mouth so i just rot in my k'cove until its time for assembly..unlike in RI when 6.50am---7.20am was the frenetic, gruelling session for us to copy work in time for the lessons of the day.

being sick of the rj canteen arjun (my classmate) led us to this factory canteen/eatery situated smack in the heart of some terrace houses in jln peminpin i think. cant believe in four years at ri i never knew there was such a place...anyway, for the goondus like myself this place has got really enticing food and at economical prices too. and at a mere 5 minutes walk from the rj campus. its really crowded during lunchtime but the wait for the chicken briyani was really worthwhile. theres other nice food like laksa and all the roasted pork/duck/charsiew rice/noodles. looks quite good think ill go there pretty often given that the rj canteen seriously has nothing much to offer.

and for some bloody reason my chem teacher cant pronounce my name. doesnt help that im the chem rep and she calls (or tries to) fairly frequently. anyway her unsuccessful attempts have included lionel, leeo-nerd, lownerd and god knows what. bleahs.

bio is killer. im like floating thru all the lectures/tutorials and yet so many of my classmates seem to know enough to take the alevels...BIOLOGY BY CAMPBELL being one of their favorite lunchbreak snacks. our physics teacher is kinda amusing though...lessons are super slack and we just spent 2 hours of pract time intensively studying the micrometer SCREW gauge and the Bitch Scale (pitch scale). haiz i really dun feel lyk picking up my tutorials or studying my lecture notes but i dunt want to be the only twit left behind.

cca wise im kind of set on odac for now despite of bad memories of ubin, and probably some other stupid clubs like recbad or recas or whatever bumps along. tata bye!

Volleyball trials

2005-01-20T06:54:00.000-08:00

Hello all!

Had volleyball trials today which was the only thing of note... another day of boring lectures and tutorials.. at least I got to know the class better! and sigh in the same boat as huahua now with my arsenal of new names. chinksy winksy! chelly! berdagg! smarty1! and worst of all i had to endure the igominy of being called berch for half a day!

anyways we started with a talk from my good friend ah hodge, before proceeding for some tutorials and lectures and fooling our senile econs teacher silly hehe. we became schizos for the day with severe identity crises and got evryone really confused too. a typical line from me would be: "hi my name is berch and im a piece of shit."

ok had a nice recess with my class, seems that the class girls have a morbid fascination with ri gays. being the man of tact as always i shall reserve my comments. mms turns out berch and i are the only decent chaps left, with teo attempting to skirt the gentle chinksy winksy in the library and tom tham rushing to fetch my fallen worksheet -__-.

of course more on the original biantai later.

pe was total fei we didnt do a shite and had a rubbish talk on pearls which i knew all about already. ahah now for the highlight of the day... volleyball trials!

it was pretty retarded really out of the 4 stations only one had anything remotely to do with volleyball, with the rest comprising of SBJ, shuttle run, psychomotor tests, and hand-eye coordination with digging. dunno all of us didnt fare too well, i cocked up most of the stuffs especially shuttle run and digging wasnt too good either. hanxu and teo were pretty good though, hope i did well enough to get in but most likely not.

haha we ended early so decided to wait for berch by playing abit of vball and soccer. ahaha vball isnt worth a mention since we spent more time picking balls than actually playing it. but soccer was hilarious with jack and the beanstalk (rags and berch) destroying evryone that stood in their way. we all rmber berge's incredible goal from his fat head, as well as his traore-esque own goal as he incredulously did a 360 past his own keeper.

ok think ill knock off now, meeting barj at 830 tmrw before going to dhoby for pool and going to wanjuns house for OG bbq.. looks like a fun day ahead so time to get some rest. tata for now!

this is an anonymous quote from an anonymous person. hmm maybe ill pick a few random letters, k lets call this dude LJF. it is common fact that his favourite game is hide and peek and you can see things slipping mysteriously out of his pockets and hands all the time. so he can bend over and -_-.

anyway heres the quote.

"wahlao i never look down lah. i look up all the time okay."

"so what do you see then?"

"oh i just see the hair"

Guess who's back.

2005-01-15T15:57:00.000-08:00

Good morning friends, it is 7.25 a.m in the morning now and I have just awoken from deep slumber. To clarify some doubts about my equally untaintable and flawless chracter, I have not, in hanxu's vile words, been "zhong se qing you". In fact, my heart pined for the return to his homely bloggin haven, only to be cruelly denied by severe lethargy.

Yesterday was a punishing day indeed, where we carried out activity from 8 - 1, and had orientation video filming from 1 - 4. I must say the activity was pretty well executed, PLs seemed to be enjoying themselves especially =) Hmms after much video-filming yesterday at the bball courts, hoping to see the finished article soon, many thanks to U-DONG who offered to film and edit the video.

The moment I reached home, I just fell flat on my face on my comfy bed, sleeping from 430 - 7 before awaking for dinner and THE MATCH and dying again immediately after the match ended. The first half was easily more action-packed, with rooney the ex-merseysider scoring an impressive goal outside the penalty area and dudek as usual not covering his angles well. keano was back to his best, with pinpoint passes and effective tackling. not to mention that wonder half-volley that clipped the bar to the chagrin of united supporters and bounced harmlessly into the stadium. both defences were steadying influences, with carragher especially prominent for liverpool and heinze for man utd. as for pool. Have to say gerard was having a mediocre game FOR ONCE and the much heralded strikeforce of baros and morientes did not work as well in tandem as I would have expected. Well that more or less sums up a deserved 1-0 win for us! Hooray.

Sigh even as I celebrate our victory, I dread the coming weeks of RJ life. It's been great and relaxing so far. but it's only been a stony week of lectures and I don't have any other CCAs to commit to but lethargy has already set in and I really am a walking zombie everyday now, firmly ensconced on the sofa the moment I reach home.

Haven't touched any homework too sigh, every inch of my tutorials have been done during lectures I'm such a bad egg. Unlike berch who was well doing his tutorials and teo who was sleeping. As you can see, we are all inherently bad eggs, especially berch the chess club member and teo the avid stamp collector.

And where are the maiden entries from teck and berch?!?! All angst has posted is a stupid one-liner of DO NOT BELIEVE IN RUMOURS and fd is stoning as usual. OK time to tuck into breakfast in bed. cya guys in school tmrw.

TEAM-B, AWAKE PLEASE!

2005-01-15T08:26:00.000-08:00

team-B-ians, please keep this blog alive, even as we are approaching our sacred 1000th visit. esp chinks, who used to blog a hell lot but now is spending far too much time with his OG and daoing us...(zhong se qing you)...and berch, stop playing half-life two...teck, stop surfing indecent sites...fd and angst, stop stoning for heavens sake.

anyways just witnessed manyoo own liverpool 1-0 at my ogmates house, despite only having a single shot on target. i thought that both defences were rather sturdy, minus butter fingers dudek. somehow i expected more from liverpool; the midfield was extremely off-colour. they really need xabi alonso. baros had a few decent dribbles but often to nowhere in purpose, morientes obviously lacked match fitness, luis garcia being the selfish shit again, and where the hell was gerrard? in contrast keano's half-volley was sublime, scholes and roonaldo clicked well, and heinze/silvestre wree really solid. so at the end of the day it was rooney that scored again, in spite of all the critics...

my stomach is churning in satisfaction currently from a lavish dinner of lasagne, pita bread, coke, ferrero rochers, more chocolates, chocolate fondues, strawberries, waffles, tiramisus, chips and ben and jerrys ice-cream..yumyum..(thanks nat ngoi..)

at press time, chelsea is leading tottenham 1-0 which is good bcos i really fancy the players but bad because its time for them to slip up so the epl race will go down to the wire.

pool fun!

2005-01-13T04:54:00.000-08:00

today was quite a fun day, we went to play pool after our chem lecture. note that had i not told berge off for his attempt to pon the chem lecture, he probably would have--->"if u pon ill pon too" of course a person of my character would never dream of missing a lecture for trivial affairs like pool.

after our chem lecture where i had much fun learning about moles angst berge and me proceeded to lot 1 where we immediately got harassed by those jokers selling us 5 dollar tickets which usually consists of 50 cents for the printing fee and 4.50 for commision for the sellers. they tho were shaken off easily with a fierce glare from the berge. we then made a journey to berge's house where i got into a change of clothes. despite my repeated pleas for a less conspicious shirt berge refused with a stern no!

stepping into kbox i was immediately accosted by the counter staff who seemed to think that k'predorus was a school.
"eh boy wearing uniform cannot come in!"
(pointing proudly at shirt)"this one is not uniform wad"
(pointing at my white pants)"ur pants leh??"
"this 1 is outside pants la"
"oh.."

anyway, we soon got past that minor hitch and proceeded to the pool table, where hanxu told me kai had been waiting 5 minutes to take his shot just so that me and berge could witness his winning shot.

we soon proceeded on to the real game, playing doubles and rotating partners every two games. while i made sum good shots, i must admit my play was marred by some questionable decisions, especially the many "casual" shots which played a small role in our teams loss, tho i still had a record of 5-2 at the end of the day, a respectable result i must say what with the laughing and kai poledancing ard his cue stick to the beat of chinese oldies affecting me.

of course we got into the jokey mood and i proceeded to do sum minor repositioning of the ball using air draughts generated frm the oral cavity, i must stress the word minor. and then me and hanxu engaged in some clever trickery to replace one of the balls which berge had potted, i must say it was quite amusing to see berge pointing solemly at the ball i had just replaced and saying "now we haf to hit that ball in"

after the game we started some jump shot training, i was doing quite well until an unfortunate incident where my cue stick tapped the light hanging above the pool table with a minute amount of force. this unintended contact for some curious reason attracted the attention of the entire pool hall including the counter staff, and i had to do my best to look indifferent to all the attention while hanxu and berge shied away from the table in their foolish attempt to escape blame.

we then snuck out of the pool hall not wanting to attract attention to our pants, while kai paid. in all i must said that this was a great day, sadly it was marred by the antics of berge, kai and hanxu in the pool hall i hope i get better playing partners soon!

JC LIFE FUN FUN

2005-01-13T02:06:00.000-08:00

beat after 3 consecutive periods of civics and lectures.my ct is seriously monotonous and bereft of any humour or ingeniosity, so you can imagine what civics is like. and the maths teacher was quite a pain in the ass, screaming at everyone for just being 5 minutes late. and chem was boring as usual, cant believe im the rep for nearly my worst subject.

after much persuasion from kai i went to play pool with him. this kai, testosterone-pumped as usual, made a joke of himself on the bus. first he met this ex-pschool zabor classmate (currently in rj too) whom he greeted politely...only to be fed with the words "i dun remember you". and this despite claims that he had gone to her house before. and then as usual kai starts ogling at every1 on the bus as we pass by bukit timah, with the njc and hci busstops his favorite preying spots. this time round it was a nj bu which he obviously did not dare approach. btw, hide and chong-lin, jians and huannas OGLs respectively, PLEASE PAY POOR KAI HONG from s03, ennaux, A VISIT. He is extremely deprived and hopelessly infatuated with two of you, to the extent of insanity.

since there was still time we went to the library to stone then some 3 to 5 year old boy started tailing kai wherever he went. seems like kai has an affinity with young innocent children.

anyway we met up with berch and jian at kpool after an hour as they refused to pon their stupid chemistry lecture. me and kai went first and i sumhow sneaked in although i din haf CVs. but jian, who was wearing a borrowed rj orientation shirt, and berch (both were wearing highly suspicious ri pants), were noticed by the counter person who was very reluctant to let them enter. afterwards during the game jian starts doing stupid things like trying to blow the balls out of the hole, dirtying everyone's clothes with chalk, and whacking the lamps hanging from the ceiling with extreme force. after all the damage, i guess students from the school "k'predorus" would be banned from entering in future. lol.

waha, and the last game we played was super sneaky. this jian initiates some off-the-table cheating and two of us start concentrating on our antics outside of the game. stupid berch and kai got conned to hit an extra ball of theirs. after a shot by kai i stuck my hand into the hole and retrieved the ball stealthily, then slipping it to jian who puts it on the table again whilst berch and kai engage in their "tactical conversation". eventually berch realises hes a fool and he tries repeatedly to cheat, but being the observant ones we spotted the bulges in his pockets while keeping tabs on the number of 'real balls". anyway sumhow me and jian won that game, due to skill and flawless tactics of course.

not saying nothing

2005-01-12T01:48:00.000-08:00

hi im here to clarify my position on some matters.

keeping in line wif my "untaintable and flawless character"-quote from me, i will not be posting any "inside scoop" abt hanxu, please do not misunderstand me as the sort who goes around spreading untrue rumours about others. *stare* at chinks of course i wont reveal the sordid affairs between chinks charles and keith, tho do feel free to msn if u find the need to find out more.

and i just watched kungfu hustle, what a dumb show omg i wasted my 6.50 could have spent it on a better show like Elektra, but no i got to watch some idiot flashing half his butt for the entire show.

oh and if any of my og does read this im truly sorry for not going for the og lunch and even sorrier for meeting u all at yoshi its not my fault teo didnt let me go over to sit wif u all.

bye!

Hohum

2005-01-11T03:39:00.000-08:00

Wow our blog has been sparked by a mini-revival.. keep it up guys! its still dominated by i and hanxu but jian will soon be providing the inside scoop on SIEWMAI and her beloved hanxu.

anyways like hanxu i only had one lecture today, which was physics. started the day off with our prata and teh tarik party in the canteen, many thnks to nina who bought it from thomson at 630 a.m while i was still lying spreadeagled over my bed.. felt really bloated after that though but went to play bball anyway. only haisong kory i and eddy played, with serene the bballer and joycelyn.

-_- the guys were put to shame though with serene the point guard scoring effortlessly past the prcs we played against. of course yours truly scored a few too but the magic touch that wupped hanxu's furry ass seemed to have eluded me today. oh gad i could feel the prata rolling abt in my tummy gross.. we stopped at abt 945 before heading for our physics lecture!

wow i wish all lectures were like this. i was with teo and berch as usual and i was attempting to start on maths since i never listen in lectures anyway. and oh man wanjun just kept talking and talking and talking so the lecture passed pretty damn fast. one hour later and i thought i had just entered the LT.

bahh so i met with my og again to do some maths =). sigh evryone thinks im an antisocial shit now cos i dao my class for everything. which is not true!!

i still talk to berch and teo!

according to unreliable sources some girl thinks im the biggest stoner in class.. oh man.. it's indeed a great honour to surpass mr. wangkan in terms of stoning ability but its not my fault og is so much more fun hais went for lunch at pastamania AGAIN... with the same ham/mushroom pizzas we struggled to finish. it took 6 grown teens to finish one big gulp there.. wonder how jonsng did it himself. i and haisong had to leave for scouts at 230 so we left them early, meting ended at about 430 so went to rjc for awhile before i went home.

and hanxu is faxing my chem tutorial over!! hanxu is a nice guy please dont taupok him! just stay in your bowl of delicous noodles!

ok time to go. tata.

boring lectures...

2005-01-11T01:53:00.000-08:00

Today was chao slack...we had a solitary lecture only...maths summore...meaning that i had about 3 hours to kill from 8 to 11. after an abominable slamming by the dhm (whom i still haf no idea what hes called) against the playing of all card games, and a very brief chat wif a exexp-sch acquaintance, trooped off to ri and stamped possession of the turf for soccer. btw, benny hope u are ok and recover quickly!

read the infamous forum article today. "jc from the bishan-angmokio area"...right so vague. anyway thought the parent was too paranoid, and the description of "taupok" really had me in stitches. not that there wasnt any room for concern, but his dear child..whoever that is...is bound to get suanned..

my class is soo mugger. doing tutorials the whole time. even mugging their ass off while we having lecture. me just sitting there getting distracted by everything; though there was nothing impt to listen out for. but i dunt think this is half as bad as 4R, the shouce gang were the epitome of muggerisms.

kai is a freaking PAEDOPHILE. today we went to berch's house and he started conversing wif an innocent young boy who wanted to buy a drink. the boy got freaked out, raced back and went to get his maid or sth. den kai started winking to the boy but they just ignored him. then later the boy came back wif another boy which kai began to tackle again...

Lectures starting..

2005-01-10T04:27:00.000-08:00

Hallo guys! I'm back to prevent this blog from eternal stagnation.

Anyways orientations over and we now have to face up to the cold harsh reality of endless tutorials and lectures. well for this week it's pretty stonish still but when the tutorials come.. whooo!

Met kazule my og early at around 7, talked a fair bit before heading off for assembly -_-. Haha was supposed to stone around with teo and berge in the canteen but I grudgingly, painfully left them to join my og at the kcove. left at 9 for our first chem lecture with wanjun.. ended up sitting next to guess who? yes tts right its teo and berch. did stoichometry today so wasnt too lost just unfamiliar with certain terms and all..

sigh this is boring. had some western lunch with my og, back for more math lectures where teo and berch deserted me alone in an entire row of bus since i was early.. and wtf i dont know ANYONE in my stony class apart from a certain pair. so anyhow was stoning through maths, talked abit to joy and passed arnd notes abt prata party with wanjun.. godd felt so liberated at 1255.

shit stoning seems to be the order of the day here. trooped off to pastamania with some of my og-mates for lunch.. Kory was full of shit as usual.. with the usual gossip/food-talk going on. Unfortunately failed to find any skeletons in the closets of my many ex nyps friends from licia who is exhilarated at the prospect of getting rid of jian for the greener pastures of mr. wang.

well i haisong and kory went back to ri at abt 430, so did licia for her softball training. since kory had waterpolo training at 6 we taught him how to dance and he was quite ok with it actually, so we finished at about 545 before i went home!

looking forward to bball and prata party tmrw!

A new beginning...

2005-01-09T03:30:00.000-08:00

Time flies really fast and five days of orientation is now OVER. just wanted to say that you guys in io'ren undoubtedly rock! thanks to ogls the gay shoujie and bubbly ruth (although we failed to master the dance moves), gays eugene (despite not downing 5 cans of coke as promised) & kevin, clownface daryl, bambam yipeng, (for the much needed comic relief), the cool brandonnn (the bball feints were an eyeopener), air rifle guy hongwei, cameraman and lucky starhub user jonathan, polarbear james, felow nyps-alumni the veri cunning nattan, and "best screamer" joella, zesty zoe, powerpuffs charmaine, xiaohui, xuefen, "purveyor of all candies" natngoi, "schoolmate of lemontree guy on sg idol" jen, quirky angelyn, fellow donation collector jivannah, cool prcs qiumin, liqi & everyone else for one blast of a week. am now heavily broke from the splurging on food, ogl gifts, and o-night items. im in S03P with 11 other ri guys (koo, hongyue, weichong, yohanes, chinwern, julio, ajun, ho chuan, ching hui, ignatius, jason) who are great people! and of course our female counterparts too!

btw here's a list of weird/funny/stupid things cheese did throughout the five days.

1. Failed to get onto the mrt with the rest of our og despite being given ample time to do so. "The door was going to crush me," he claims.
2. Left our og flag behind at one of the stations and we had to search everywhere for it.
3. Tripped while watching j2 girls AND GUYS dance.
4. "Brutally attacked" by numerous items, such as the hula hoop and og flags.
5. Opened his eyes dumbly during a game of mafia, when the village was supposed to be asleep.
6. Yanked a doll's head off at spotlight, where he was hopelessly addicted to.
7. Lost a game of bridge although he and his partner had all/almost all of a suit.
8. Threatened to burn a classmate's face during candle wars for nominating him as ct rep.
9. Stuck a MCDONALDS "special order" sticker on his shirt and claimed that led to us getting a full can of donations.
10. Bid 6 hearts in game of bridge when his cards were crapp.
11. Was still sleeping on the very first day when half our og had already reported to the hall.
12. Called me through his handphone twice for no reason.
13. Destroyed our og diary with illegible handwriting.
14. Sent this sms to nat tan on friday night when he deliberately skipped our og supper outing:
"im smelly and lazy and i just went to the toilet"
15. Got damn excited when he saw naked mannequins in a shop window at ps and tried to enter it until he realized there was a woman shopkeeper inside.
16. Called jian on the phone when he was attempting a balancing act on the railings (see team-x), nearly resulting in a severe concussion and many bone fractures.
17. Tried to take the pastamania number tag home, as if koping the door knob wasnt bad enough.
18. Cut his finger from a string-burn after stupidly wrapping the kite string around his finger.
19. Complained about how buses that pass through little india have weird odours.

theres more but i really dun rmb now...

n.y.p.s memories

2004-12-30T18:50:00.000-08:00

Having not met each other for a loooong time, we had decided that the much anticipated and overhyped ex-nyps-ers gathering was to take place yesterday at nat’s home, a terrific townhouse/condo, cant tell which. Under yorke’s influence, fd, nahiy and myself arrived at the meeting place nearly half an hour late and sneaked in incognito to avoid looking like the VIP guests. It was interesting to see some familiar faces and how others had changed, fortunately many of which I still quite vaguely remember. After failing to plug in a troublesome cable into the PS, a short-lived torrential downpour, admirations of the machester united posters, and some periods of staring at each other, about 11 of us adjourned to play soccer at a basketball court. Again, yorke managed to steal the limelight again…but for the wrong reasons; having blasted the ball way over the net fence and then embarking on a “600 metre” journey to retrieve the ball which had rolled downslope onto the main road. For some reason, some had a penchant for another –staring- game, murderer, and the rest became vocal supporters for sports we would not usually watch, such as beach soccer, snooker, and…DARTS. Yorke and chyi unwisely decided to compete in a swinging contest immediately after dinner, in spite of the pizza and coke churning heavily in their digestive systems. Kudos to fletcher/scholes for the hospitality, see you guys, or most, on Monday. Bye…

2004-12-28T08:22:00.000-08:00

All girls who want a piece of this beefcake, feel free to contact him at daniel88chin@hotmail.com! We guarantee a lifetime supply of marimo algaes and sushi lunches.

hello bloogerbot?

2004-12-28T01:32:00.000-08:00

hiyaz.

I just got back from japan.
I'm
1.tired
2.sleepy
3.lazy

altho ive got lots of funny pics - due to above mentioned reasons - and the cursed hello bloggerbot not working (maybe its just me), and helpful ppl posting stuff for me, .......

wokay...gdnite.

2004-12-28T01:30:00.000-08:00

amanda righetti!

good old sporting fun

2004-12-28T01:07:00.000-08:00

Hello all just came back from an exhausting day of bball and tennis with hanxu, chengtng, and cheese. before i begin, let me start off with a few quotable quotes.

chengtng: "yeah i know arsenal have the 3 most highly paid players. they have campbell, vieira and lampard. "

cheese: "help i'm getting attacked by a table."

anyway it's been a long time since i've indulged in any sporting activity so today was a welcome respite from my busy week thus far. wells it just happened that the moment we arrived rain had already started pelting the bball and tennis courts.

we finally decided to play bball first, where those lazy machams refused to play a game and we had to play abc. i finally found my shooting touch though, and despite my best efforts to lap hanxu twice they deprived me of this opportunity by engaging tall man chee to pluck balls out of my reach in the air.

after a while we adjourned to the tennis courts where i and hanxu got off to a smashing start whooping their furry asses 6-2. as usual i put up an erratic display, with flashes of brilliance and even more flashes of shittiness. as for the other 2 games i kinda forgot what the score was...damn i cant even remember who won! so we'll leave it at our maiden victory for now =).

all i remember is cheese repeatedly smashing his own head with his racket while trying to serve.

i got decidedly sick of tennis so went to play some 1v1 bball with black who got roundly trounced 24-0 before he hummed back to observe the ensuing tennis match between chee and ahtng. despite uncharacteristically dropping the 3point challenge to him, i soon picked up honours in the free throw challenge as well as another abc.

well we decided to call it a day at noon and changed out of our wet attire to have lunch at yoshinoya. i was happily enoying my meal when suddenly we saw chee grimacing in pain and grovelling on his seat. it was to our utmost shock when we discovered that he was a victim of a vicious attack by the table.

or so he says. he probably jabbed his eyes with his chopsticks while trying to eat.

yawn so tired guess i'll have a short nap for now.

tata.

2004-12-27T23:30:00.000-08:00

Lohan vs. Duff: This Time It's Personal

Maybe it's just us, but in these crazy, mixed-up times, we get a warm, fuzzy feeling that all is right with the world when we hear a petty teen queen feud continues to rage on.

The New York Post reports the bad blood between Lindsay Lohan and Hilary Duff, which dates back to when both dated non-threatening teenybopper pin-up Aaron Carter, was still flowing at the Z100 Jingle Ball in New York on Dec. 10.

The latest battle in the long-running war reportedly began when Lindsay's little brother, Cody, 8, asked for an autograph from Good Charlotte's Joel Madden, 25, who has been romantically linked to the 17-year-old Duff (the official word is they're "just friends").

When the blond starlet informed the ersatz punk rocker of the tyke's family ties, he told him to fetch his mother, Dina Lohan.

Madden, says the paper, then told an "appalled" Dina, "Until your daughter publicly apologizes to [Hilary], you're not getting any autographs."

Cody allegedly burst into tears over the injustice of it all and later switched his allegiance to the band Simple Plan because "they were probably nicer," reports MTV. Too bad they weren't actually playing that night.

While Lohan's rep was mum on the purported kerfuffle, Duff's insists, "Hilary was not even near Joel's dressing room all night."

In related news, Duff has acquired the must-have accessory this season. No, not a Balenciaga bag in every color -- a 9-week-old hairless Chihuahua similar to Britney's Bit-Bit and Paris' once lost Tinkerbell.

People reports the "Lizzie McGuire" actress shelled out $1,200 for the less-than-squeezable pup, along with an additional $677 for accessories, including a $46 crocheted sweater and a $300 Italian shearling carrier.

Hello world

2004-12-27T11:38:00.000-08:00

Its 3.40 am in the morning, and im making my maiden post here!
I shall not keep to the recent trend of insulting angst or posting pics, instead i shall embark on a perfectly sensible discussion of what we should do next.
Any 1 wants to play pool on the 30th? we can go for breakfast go play pool and then the ny ppl will leave to go for the much anticipated ny gathering :). Berge should come too, dont be so bad to our beloved NYPS.

argh i cant stand it anymore.
FELICIA OH HOW I PINE FOR UUUU

AHTNG LOVES MATHS

2004-12-27T08:35:00.000-08:00

rofl.

-[cHinKs]=- says:
like i said im used to sleeping at 2 waking at 8 evryday now
white heart lane| pure drive team says:
haha thats still 7 hours la
-[cHinKs]=- says:
6
white heart lane| pure drive team says:
OH SHIT
white heart lane| pure drive team says:
MY MATHS

"Now we know why ahtng needed to hug chong" - cinks

Boxing day bonanza

2004-12-26T07:31:00.000-08:00

hello it's me again.

the cork angst has tried in vain to refute all allegations against him with two convincing lines of :

beware of slanderers!!!
wat is written below is completely rubbish.

anyway back to my day today. well finally woke up later than 10 for a long time, before proceeding to school for site survey with penguin lu. well nothing interesting happened after that, bought some deodorant and wax at watsons before strolling home.

did up manpower allocation for raffles trail before getting ready to go for barj's church choir concert. tickets were free anyway so why not. so i got dressed, reaching novena at 6.30 to meet huzi. laoshen was about 15 minutes late so chatted with huzi for awhile before we left at 645 for the concert.

well the concert was generally ok, didnt appreciate it as much cos most were christian songs but enjoyed it nontheless, especially the abba segment. it was good to catch up with huzi too whom i haven't seen in a long time.

well meeting again tmrw at 830 to brief the ventures abt raffles trail prep while we're away at orientation. been very very busy throughout the hols and a large part of my jc life will probably be spent with 01 but in the end the experience will still be worth it!

time to go for now, hope more people post here in the near future. and by posting i mean concrete entries not stupid one-liners by some chickens.

beware of slanderers!!!

2004-12-26T07:28:00.000-08:00

wat is written below is completely rubbish.

2004-12-24T22:19:00.000-08:00

kruger!

2004-12-24T21:00:00.000-08:00

More Lin-chi ling

2004-12-24T20:58:00.000-08:00

Lin Chi-ling

2004-12-24T18:48:00.000-08:00

Jon Ang - Master of seduction

2004-12-24T18:46:00.000-08:00

Lin Chih Ling!

2004-12-24T18:44:00.001-08:00

I look dead.

2004-12-24T18:44:00.000-08:00

4R!

Boring christmas

2004-12-24T18:32:00.000-08:00

Hello yes it's me again. I'm a walking zombie now, sleeping at 4 yesterday and waking up at 7 for an xmas meeting. Since our good friend jonang (whose yandao photo is below this entry) decided to mind his own business and not post here, I have taken it upon myself to recount his adventures in Thailand to all you interested readers. We are proud to announce that team-b activity has been on the rise, with i and hanxu probably accounting for 126 out of the 127 visits after teo decided to pop by kindly.

just posted some long overdue pictures since i've nothing better to do. oh right back to angst and his thailand escapades.

before we begin let me give you readers a few excerpts of what jonang is like.

Fact 1: He whoops his brother's butts for the fun of it everyday but pretends not to know anything abt it. We have cold hard evidence having had many nice chats with his amiable siblings who have exposed his atrocities to us.

Fact 2: He is a master of the english language, often coining new words such as bbaput, inniput, and ggaput, most of which have deep intrinsic meaning. basically, they just mean you're a shit like him.

Fact 3: Despite having a wonderful spouse who needs a whole cupboard of listerine, he is in fact an unfaithful piece of crap. We have documented his frequent jaunts to red light districts all over the world, the most recent being his "learning journey" to thailand.

This is an excerpt from a chat log. Based on common sense and logical deduction, there really can only be one conclusion about the whole affair.

-[cHinKs]=-
Did you see any chickens in thailand
jon
nope
jon
all got killed
-[cHinKs]=-
chickens as in halfmen halfwomen
jon
by bird flu --à (Acting innocent!)
jon
Oh
jon
there was something called the tiffany show showint them
jon
but i didnt watch
jon
my family no money
jon
costs abt 600 bt per person
-[cHinKs]=-
wad rubbish im sure u watched it
-[cHinKs]=-
dun smoke me
jon
Didn’t
jon
Really --à (Obvious Lie)
jon
its just lip synching
jon
thats wat the tour guide said
jon
they r like female on top and male at the bottom, as in their bodies
jon
i tink so
jon
if i heard correctly
jon
tour guide said something like that
jon
and tour guide was talking abt red light zone too
jon
where men find men or women, women find women or men...

Bad bad angst.

Merry Christmas!

2004-12-24T07:18:00.000-08:00

played pool yesterday for the third time in my life with kai, chinks, nahiy, jian, and berch at kpool in lot1, which is slowly becoming one of our favorite haunts. berch left after 1 hour to collect the parts for his new comp from funan. rich kid. to prove our worth without the domineering berch, chinks and i went on a 5-1 rampage to crush kai and nahiy despite the former's promise to shatter us completely. to be fair, nahiy made a couple of excellent shots and possibly kai too but the yexuan lover kept screwing up at the last moment. sumhow he managed to pocket the black ball successfully in the solo rounds though, which i shall cleverly skip.

later, after chalking up a massive bill of 35 dollars for two tables, we proceeded to get ripped off by the pizza hut waitresses (conwomen in disguise), who pointed out a clause embedded in tiny print in some isolated corner of the menu to refute our student discounts. thus, we paid eight bucks each for some decent meal. but being the nice people we were and as a christmas day tip, we refrained from arguing. afterward kai made me miss our bus by racing to the toilet just b4 it came. (he only found his own shit fit 4 consumption)

omg! the hols are almost over and christmas is in like..20 minutes...not much of a significance to me since i dunt celebrate it...i kinda miss ri and all our ex-gep mates but the beautiful campus of rjc beckons and we will prolly bump into each other and stuff...but since most ppl i know (berch, jian, chinks, jon and the betrayer teck) are taking pcme whilst i sumhow chose trip sc, the only way of permanent contact has got to be this; although many members of team-b are currently either frolicking in some foreign island, drowned in continuous gaming and tennis lessons, or fixing up their new comps. hence leaving chinks and i as the only active members.

2005 awaits..

I hate titles

2004-12-21T05:37:00.000-08:00

Sigh what an exciting holiday this is turning out to be. I awoke at 11 as usual to munch on my brunch before getting a msg from ahkiang at 1145 that there was a cat high gathering! Feeling bad that I missed the first one cos of family reasons I decided to go for this, hurriedly dressing up and dashing off towards bugis without grabbing lunch.

Well turns out ahtng was damn late and so we trooped off happily to swensens first to await his arrival. all the calories burnt the day before on the treadmill were soon returned as i gorged on yummy ice-cream on the house. and i ate ice-cream and more ice-cream until i felt sick.

shit what a boring entry.

well after the usual pleasantries and how are yous we soon dispersed, and here I am in my shithole typing this.

hooray tomorrow we shall be officially kickstarting the new working year with our first 01 activity, the first of many more to come. Will pop by to say goodbyes to krishnan if time permits but tada for now while I update mr. barj who just returned from m'sia about recent happenings and meetings.

to all team-b stoners like angst, fd, kai, teck and the ever manly bergem please post something. more pool outings please its getting addictive my fingers are twitching at this very moment. (and yes i finally realised knuckled aren't the way to go)

have a nice day everyone.

keira!

2004-12-05T01:07:00.000-08:00

OH MY KEIRA HOW I PINE FOR YOU

hoho he found out

2004-11-25T03:06:00.000-08:00

hello again. apparently the man of the moment just found out about his personal site and appears to be highly entertained.

some quotable quotes for the day.

berge says:
wtf
berge says:
wtf
berge says:
wtf
berge says:
WTF
berge says:
WTF

I am berch

2004-11-24T09:16:00.000-08:00

and i suck.

2004-11-24T07:20:00.000-08:00

guess who's back? yes its me, the jolly ol' berge again.

today we had PAE..they call it the Provisional Admission Exercise. As usual, i found it a total waste of time. i mean after all my good pal winston had already approached me a couple of fortnights ago to join him and his colossal gang of minions at the shabby institute next door. much as i would liked to have declined in favour of the prestigious IJC, i couldn't abandon the Rafflesian track team. i mean, what would be left of whats already left if i had left? who would don Rafflesian colours on the podium at national meets? i'm not exalting my contributions excessively, my talents are there for all to see. you wouldnt need to go further than here to find out: http://www.swimming.org.sg/ssaSSA?action=jsp&page=ranksdetail&dist=100&sex=M&stroke=C&year=2000&course=1

as i searched thoroughly for any thing less than an a1 on my prelims report, chinks was busy ogling at my four page, 2000 word testimonial. shucks, they nearly left out the paragraph on how i effortlessly dug a MacRitchie Reservoir-sized pond for those underprivileged kids in Chiangmai.

back to the present. i finally found my a2. (for cca) oh wait. those incompetent fools at the pe dept had made an incorrigible mistake. how could they possibly miss out the 200 hours i spent on cip? well, i guess they are just lacking direction without the organisation of mr ngoh, who has gone on to pursue greater heights. just a confirmation, i DID get an a1, and so that makes my current a1 tally TWELVE.

in the afternoon, i accompanied my lowly bunch of subordinates who were begging for a game of pool and bowling. nothing surprising happened; as i outclassed them in the bowling department, notably eric, who really thought he was malaysia's answer to remy ong. in pool doubles, me and chinks totally outshone our opponents---or me at least. chinks made several faults which granted our opponents numerous opportunities, and of course louis made them all count. in the end it culminated in an exciting finale. with all the coloured balls off the table, a ball in hand, and the black ball within inches of the centre pocket, chinks took the shot of his life...to seal victory. obviously he couldnt miss.....as the black ball rolled confidently into the pocket.

(did i mention the cue ball as well?)

sigh i cant believe im actually hanging out with these noobs. bye for now---time for some fun with the 6 new original xbox games i bought.

2004-11-24T05:57:00.000-08:00

this is what i call - "charm"

berch in da house

2004-11-24T05:17:00.000-08:00

hello it is me the berch again.

just came home from a smashing grad night dinner where i stole all the headlines as usual. for the right reasons. Gosh that sam seng mr. chinks made us wait so long at the station before arriving in his dumb striped shirt. he claims it makes him taller but hah! do i, a 185 cm beefcake need such props?

as we sauntered into the ritz with my grunts cowering behind, collective gasps were heard as chiobus aplenty swooned as i brushed my perfectly tousled hair over my perfectly receding hairline. hanxu was eating his heart out as noone seemed to give a berch about his dyed hair while evryone started waxing lyrical about my full head of healthy hair.

i mean, its not as if I wanted to steal the limelight on graduation dinner, but I just had so much charm. You should have seen those female teachers drooling over my outfit....i bet they wished i wasnt in one in the first place.

while the ambience was great, the food left much to be desired. after much analysis, I, professor berch deduced that the stuff served comprised largely of kai's staple diet. namely his own shit. (Kai has received the Nobel Peace Prize for his unstinting efforts in conserving the environment by eating his own shit for his entire life.) In fact, the only edible bit was the bread which was cruelly massacred by the mingky and chingky towns.

i would also like to commend the powers that be for giving me such luck. after all, do i give a berch about the ipods digicams and tungstens? ok i do. i guess it isnt such a calamity if 104 and 105 comes out and i'm 106. nevertheless being the popular and jolly old berch that i am, many a friend from tables yonder came over to give me their condolences.

well the dinner came and went but i struggled to exit the hotel as my legions of fans such as pang, jiang, and yan devoured me.

tata for now while my keira gives me exotic thai massages.