Thursday, December 29, 2005

Ayye

What an encounter yesterday. That person (and her clique) was so crass and rude, it's a good thing I am with these friends that I trust, not them. May God shine the true light on you.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

rain










Haven't hit the gym in like 4 days. Too much rest time, feel like the body is wasting away. I need new protein shake. Shall check TSW asap, maybe they have xmas offer. I hope they do. But yesterday was quite good in the morning. Played soccer with Raihan and Adil at yishun. Very far and had to wake up super early too. But the game was good. I scored.



Something I recalled from Annur.

Teacher: What is a zebra, class?
Pre-schooler: (puzzled)....(long silence)....A horse wearing pyjamas.
Teacher: (equally puzzled).... Then what is a horse?
Pre-schooler: A naked zebra.

dumbstruck.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

SOLAT

the seed exercise? i say it's rubbish, maybe not rubbish to Paulo Coelho, since he's a best selling author. it's not real to me.

wanna know how to let your innerself grow?

SOLAT brother, Solat! Solat is power, brother!

Friday, December 23, 2005

let your innerself groww

Want to try yoga but can't afford the payment? Try this for yourself, (though what I have here is not exactly yoga.)

The Seed Exercise

Kneel on the ground. Then seat yourself on your heels and bend forward so that your head touches your knees. Stretch your arms behind you. You are now in a foetal position. Relax, releasing all your tensions. Breathe calmly and deeply. Little by little you will perceive that you are a tiny seed, cradled in the comfort of the earth. Everything around you is warm and delicious. You are in a deep, restful sleep.

Suddenly, a finger moves. The shoot no longer wants to be a seed; it wants to grow. Slowly you begin to raise your arms, and then your body will begin to rise, straightening up until you are seated on your heels. Now you begin to lift your body up, and slowly, slowly you will become erect, still kneeling on the ground.

The moment has come to break completely through the earth. You begin to rise slowly, placing one foot on the ground, then the other, fighting against the disequilibrium just as a shoot battles to make its own space, until finally you are standing . Imagine the area about you, the sun, the water, the wind, and the birds. Now you are a shoot that is beginning to grow. Slowly raise your arms toward the sky. Then stretch yourself more and more, more and more, as if you want to grasp the enormous sun that shines above you. Your body begins to become more and more rigid, all of your muscles strain, and you feel yourself to be growing, growing, growing - you become huge. The tension increases more and more until it becomes painful, unbearable. When you can no longer stand it, scream and open your eyes.

Repeat this exercise for seven consecutive days, always at the same time.


Look out for other exercises in the future.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

apa?

current read: Boy Meets Tekong (NS Guidebook for Muslims)
hahaha. Jau says it's only 16 days left, i.e: 2 weeks and 2 days before enlistment. Ayye.
Pavilion was a letdown. Lousy lousy, boo.

I want to swim. Maybe tomorrow.

And mats come on, we should do it this fri. Cannot delaydelay anymore man, coz ppl have to enter bmt soon, and... dunno. I will message. Last time from Ronald's house tak jadi. So this time mesti.

Rudy nak pergi cycling at ubin tomorrow. Haha. Don't want la. Vee

Saturday, December 17, 2005


monish and myself, at prom and at PM book prize Award ceremony in 2004.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

pancit

St Wilfred Field is not the ground it used to be. It used to be soft and nice. Today it only gave me blisters. 4 blisters in total. And an astroburn. Thanks.

My head is still spinning after today. But hey, we can still outplay the ngee ann boys, no problem.

This is a grand view of RJ at night, although "grand" is not a word i like.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

all things are one

Current read: Life of Pi (Yann Martel)
I finished The Valkyries last night after watching SAW2, a wonderfully gory thriller with the mats. Paulo Coelho is brilliant, though his is something Mrs Albar wouldn't recommend reading back then in RI. Things like this, one should never say whether one has truly enjoyed it or explore the reasons that make one enjoys doing it. The joys all evaporate and will leave the person with an empty nothingness.

Meanwhile, Adz came back with the goodies. Kops is back too. And it's football time tomorrow.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

some things money just can't buy

current read: Nick Hornby's Fever Pitch
Gotta find my Kazuo Ishiguro book, Monish says it's very good.


This entry is a tribute to the Mats (MAT-RI-X, Team matland, etc). I love you.

Saturday, December 10, 2005


and the morning after. if people went to sleep tired of prom (or clubbing), we went to sleep after we tire of XBOX!

half of the team that lifted police cup 2004. lovelylovelylovely feeling that is irreplaceable.

the firstest people we ever saw when we entered RI... all of us pissed the shit outta kwa beng hong and edwardo

all the glitz and glam... nothing like the mud and the rain and the smell of the green green grass (and of scoring hat trick)

seul...je vais sans but

iqra'

It feels like there really are pigs flying over the moon. I have begun to read. Truly amusing myself. Never thought reading and me can ever go together. All I read when I was in RI was the sports page of the straits times. And textbooks. Haha. Now, thanks to the MIQ Quiz, I bought 4 new books with the voucher I won and I'm truly thrilled to be spending this coming 3 weeks reading. How exciting! And of course, the gym sessions with my mat brothers. :)

And Adzfar's coming back to Singapore from China this Sunday! And Ronald coming back from India this coming Friday! Haha maybe I should go to Malaysia and come back to Singapore too. Then we can complete the chinese-indian-malay threesome. Hahaha! Funny right? But it's not funny when you go there (Malaysia) for a holiday and a stupid bugger steals your MPV right in the middle of the resort carpark. Such unfortunate things do in fact happen, as it did to my dear friend Iylia. So for those of you thinking about going Savannah Cove in Johore, I suggest to you, don't! Unless your car is James Bond-ish, which then have to be of a breed similar to an Aston Martin, and can tranquilize the living daylights out of the evildoer, then by all means go ahead. If not, stay home lah. Singapore still fun what. You can exercise your ass off, maybe practise a little dancing these few days so you'll look hot for ZoukOut!

Friday, December 09, 2005

prom promises

Samba de Amigos - Grad Night 2005. Yeah I'm sure the theme had any significance at all. Not for the food, not for the dresscode, not for the items.

Talk about amazing transformation (some not so amazing, others better left undescribed). Prom promises it all, and truly delivers. Guys typically come in suits, flared collared shirts and dragon-ball hairs. Girls come in all kind of dresses, some even in victorian brides and others in Jap anime-like costume.

Prom promises to truly let us make a fitting farewell to our happy-sad (mostly sad) jc lives. I made mine probably months ago.

Prom promises to cherish the friendship we make during our years in school. I know who my real friends are. Sometimes prom is just phony, it just kills me.

Prom promises promiscuity too. Now that they are finally out of school, they have even lesser inhibitions about what they do outside of school.

But these are all just opinions.


Here are some photos:










Tuesday, December 06, 2005

more moolah

It's an amazing feeling how shopping can make you feel. Truly amazing.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

SATurday

F.artMed just recently visited a prominent college in the Buona Vista area, because Mr Reporter had to sit for a test with his friend. It was nothing really, both Mr Reporter and his friend studied for only 1 day when the preparation course for the test says 2 months. Quoting GenY speak in our beloved Straight Times, Mr Reporter is "GGXX"... Whatever that means.

Anyway, Mr Reporter was surprised to see so many people he had seen before. Surprised that so many people are also taking the same test as he is. For the record, Mr Reporter breezed through the arithmetic section but found the linguistic section a tad challenging. For 1 day's work, what can he expect, sia?

These are just some of the things that really annoyed Mr Reporter and friend today...
1) Disgruntled, obviously unprepared foreigners taking the test. Some were stretching non-stop to the point of irritating the friend. Some were just making constant yawns, obviously a spillover effect of nocturnal lifestyles. Some were attempting to make glances at other's answer sheets, showing the clear lack of preparation. Nonetheless, having others copying them is probably a first for Mr Reporter and pal, since they were never that smart to begin with anyway. (i.e: where got a manjen copy a mat in a test?) So this made them feel good in a way. :)

1.5) Not enough time to complete the essay. Many will agree to this.

2) The other mats who had their test elsewhere in the east, took 2 million years to arrive in town. In the end, these mats bought nothing at all. So Monday ya?