sitiarabiabods

while maghrib is not yet here, i should type a little entry. a little entry about what has happened during the past week or so. coz i haven't been updating laa. highlight of the week? i have 2. no make that 3. 1. siti nurhaliza concert at the indoor stadium. poweful voice, doing the highs and lows all in sync with little sexy dance steps and really coming across as a genuinely sincere artiste. And a really beautiful person to top if off. superb. it was quite last minute for me coz initially only my parents were going coz they got 2 free tickets from my aunty. last minute, my aunty had more free tickets and i got one. haha. that would have been $140 if i had to fork out my own cash. i think i wanna marry siti nurhaliza. she's only 26, so i think can la. can right? can la... 2. arabian uniform on racial harmony day, matin adzfar and myself converted ourselves into arabs. complete with igals. really noone else was wearing anything close to what we had. i wonder who have our photos. it was hillarious hearing stories of how some j1 who were in the same toilet as us, ran out into the lt and told his friends he saw terrorists in the toilet. 3. new trunks just so hot i tell you

i need to study. first, maghrib now. tata~

summer must-haves

gucci aviators and suede-leather loafers

sunday times

reading today's sunday times, the back page where they were showing that retro is in fashion these days, i have to agree with that guy who said that "today's designers are merely stylists" because it is true that the heady days of distinct fashion creations are behind us, the yesteryears. most of the so-called designers of today are mixing and matching what have already been designed in the past to make clothes that fit the present generation. truth be told, there is really nothing new about today's fashion. they have all been abstracted and modified, from the metal studded belts of punk rock groups to the hippie tree-huggers, today's fashion is mish-mash of yesterday's. and these things are fetching high prices too. don't you ever think that dated means cheap. dated is not outdated, as the prices will testify. maybe the teens of today just wanna try out what their parents used to wear in the past. boho chick? punk rock star? indie tees? you choose. clothing stores are peculiar i must say. when does 10% off already overpriced clothes equate to a great singapore sale? prices are ridiculous and simply not worth it (doesn't matter if the polo has a little horse on the left chest or not). the gss does not make their clothes more affordable. skyhigh prices for just a piece of cloth? only for rich arab sheikhs, whose pocket is as deep as their oil wells back home in arabia. last week's sunday times say: man + girl = mirl someone who is not gay but is completely in harmony with his feminine side. woohoo. not the average metrosexual, which is so passe. now, here's a look at one of summer must-haves. for singapore, this applies thruout the year. gucci aviator shades! for guys only. bring out the mirl in you.

accomplished

today i felt quite accomplished. for one, i haven't done any gym session since last saturday. so getting back the hang of things at the gym was a huge plus. plus the fact the vp2 has just arrived by singpost yesterday. it's not bad you know, this singpost delivery thing. it's only $3 more for delivery right to your doorstep. compared to self-collecting at braddell mrt, i think this is just more convenient (unless of course, you live in braddell or thereabout). the other thing that made me feel so accomplished was doing chem s term paper. that paper was really horribly overdue. it was meant for submission in term 2, but was extended to today. the thing was, me and my partner, rudy, were too forgetful that we only knew we had to do this paper on thursday. so being given only 1 day to complete this paper, on malonic ester synthesis (it's easy, just 4 steps: enolate anion formation by acid-base reaction, alkylation by an R-X, acidic hydrolysis and lastly decarboxylation), i tried asking for extension til monday. so today since we had this little bit of time after gym, we sat down to complete the paper in about 1.5 hours. wah the sensation of completing this task was immense i tell you. haha. hope it turns out alright. and i actually just came back from supper at a.b.mohamed restaurant in little india. egg prata and minute maid lemonade. now the stomach's satisfied and i can sleep peacefully. haha goodnite and tata~

sharapeeeeee

maria sharapova. russian blonde bombshell. last year's Wimbledon champ, semi-finalist this year. millionaire. model (sometimes). and best of all, 18. dude, that's like my age too. and she has done so many more things than me at her age. ahhh...what dreams are made of... anyway, i figured that if in any way, pork (or babi) is halal, can you imagine the kind of dishes we will have? this is a list of what the malay menu will look like: 1. sambal tumis babi 2. satay babi 3. kuah lemak babi 4. rendang babi 5. sup bontot babi 6. epok-epok kari babi 7. babi masak kicap and many more la. eee so disgusting. how disgusting is this? maria sharapova and babi in the same entry. and i think rafflesians just dominated the pool scene this year. except for 'b'div boys. but the rest, i think it's a clean sweep. funny how we only caught the relays when we arrived this year. but bacillus thuringiensis saved the day for rjc 4by50m relay boys. yay to him, he's going to sea games what. time to have dinner now, gonna order the good stuff later. tata~

so clever

when in bio we were discussing about genotypes and phenotypes, going through the common test and all. and during today's lesson, it was pretty hillarious. thanks to aisyah! and adzfar. 1. a case of being clever but not correct ms chua: ok aisyah, what do you get when you cross the 2 parents, one of genotype Bb and the other Bb? aisyah: bee bee (without specifying whether the 'b' is capital 'b' or small 'b') class: (burst out laughing) changwen: hahahahaha my lanjiao also know it's bee bee. 2. a case of being too clever and still not correct. adz: oh mat, see la so easy, i never study this topic also i get correct answer. i just eliminated option a and c, coz both are negative. so the answer i guess must be 'd' la, sex-linked. me: no mat, the answer is 'b' adz: huh? me: you copied the answer wrongly from the board. your guess was wrong. (no manjen scholar to look at presumably!) TATA Box is some initiator sequence for DNA replication. Watson and Crick video was quite amusing. and tata~

gym, walkabouts, relax

boys day out. superbly interesting. a really short (but good) gym session. a really long walkabout in town. really frenetic how we browsed thru sale after sale after sale. without buying a thing. but, oh but, i have finally found something that fits the bill. i had wanted a dress bag for quite some time. today, i finally found it. it's on 30% discount and i'm just waiting to get my allowance before i purchase it, Insyallah. actually, only me and adzfar were on boys day out. the rest, haha all kinds of reason. izzat, he pumped earlier so he can go out with his minah (sorry aisyah!). rudy, he had to stay home to watch after the contractors fixing his window. hafiz, he couldn't get parental consent. iylia, he's still recovering. jau, he was supposed to go to jakarta, only for the mishap for he couldn't jump off the waiting list. so that left me and adz only. haha but we had fun. i've whittled down what success/ambition is usually targetted towards, though not always true. they are: 1. education 2. money 3. love (this is not mine, but adzfar's opinion) whatever if it that you have in mind, that you are dreaming about, that you are hoping one day will be yours, i believe whatever that thing is, it had got to do with either of the 3 things mentioned above. that is just the psyche of the human mind and feelings i supposed. i think it applies to most youngsters of today, those of us who are very fortunate to be living in a peaceful and prosperous country like singapore. without education, i cannot see how one can really make it big in the future. how do you secure the future without the educational backgrounding? and money? money is the dynamo that spins the world. 'nuff said. the black eyed peas ask "where is the love?" and you know that love is something people don't show to each other often enough, or sincerely enough. these things are probably the main things that concern you right now, as they do to me, so i suppose it's going to be handy if you keep these things in mind in whatever decisions you have to make. and i hear of rugby having a testimonial match the tueday after next. guess what? can't wait... and soccer will have our testimonial too, hopefully this week. aye can you imagine, having not run since the semis, which was like 2 months ago. oklah we had the 3/4th place off but i was basically walking that match. aye, fitness fitness fitness... university stuff is kinda freaking me out a little. but i'm going to be very optimistic. anyway, i have the A levels to worry about first. yep! time to read up what kind of courses i can see myself doing in uni. tata~

picking up the pieces

picking up the pieces. a blast. massive destruction. ultimate sucker punch. below the belt. rumble tumble. chaos and trouble. calm after the storm? haven't seen it yet. hear this and that. and sunny seems to be the weather elsewhere. super bright and nice. fine and dandy. silky smooth. clear path ahead. what if i throw in a spanner in the works? and to my mat brother, iylia... goodness it was a sad sight watching you all alone in the hospital bed that day. really. being struck by dengue fever is no joke. no appetite, no energy, no feeling in your body i suppose if you can't really eat. really relieved that he got discharged after like 2 days only in hospital. can you imagine the anguish? no tv, no internet. he will die faster of boredom than of what, dengue? good thing though that he's out already. time to recover, then we can all study and pump. insyaAllah mat. time to check on vp2. and FCUK sale is now on at Tangs til july 17. hurry y'all...

youths like us

some kind of youths we are. i think what my mat brothers and i were discussing today was true. it sounds true, sounds applicable to almost all the youths out there. do you feel that your life as a teenager revolves around basically school and probably nothing else? and what do you do when you don't have school (as in on days that there's no school, like holidays, etc)? either you stay at home (and complain how bored you are!) or most probably you go out and have some fun, maybe relax and chill with friends. if we stop and think for a second, the money we spend is not really ours. it's our parents'. have we ever deserved to be that wasteful? what did we ever do to deserve to spend our parents' money on clothes, movies, shoes, bags, food! it's not like there's no food at home. somehow being wasteful just does not seem good. our parents really work so hard and give you some allowance only for you to spend it like that? i think that shopping most of the time arises due to wants, not needs. heard of the slogan "shop til you fly" during the great singapore sale? no kidding. i don't think it makes sense. the only time when you'll fly is when you are already earning your own money. it's not so easy to part with cash when you know it's your own cash. it's what you've earned. i think being thrifty is so much more advantageous. an example? mr mohd salleh marican, the second chance owner. read the article on him in last week's berita minggu. only if i become like him (or better), then will i subscribe to the "shop til you fly" slogan. because then, "fly" will be the high you get when you manage your own money so that it grows. to dear adzfar, who asked you to play football never call me? poor boy, sprained his ankle. get well soon. the mats are very very nice people. they went all the way to gombak stadium to pump today because i woke up late. it's nice to finally get back on track in the gym as well. need new protein powder though. adzfar hurry with the orders. the mats came my house and had lunch. that's much better than spending money outside. that's a good start for you jau, izzat and rudy. The Good Man says save money.

common test is done

batman begins. batman is not my favourite superhero but i really enjoyed the show. omg i just love it when he was just starting out as batman. he was like a man on a mission. i really like watching this kind of thing, gives me inspiration. like how he started work at the applied science department at wayne enterprise. how he created his own batcave. and started modifying his own gadgets. i think it's just hot when guys can do everything on their own. that's just hot. ahhh if only i could do the same... on a separate note, here are some common traits of a Brazilian boy. 1) you probably might have grown up in a slum (see how fortunate you are you singaporeans!) 2) you probably played football using anything but a rubber ball 3) you are spotted by a local club and sign a semi-pro deal 4) your talent is spotted by a top european club and you are on your way to become a millionaire to cut to the chase, check this video of this super talented boy out: http://www.jean-carlos-chera.com/

Batman says it's not who i am underneath that matters, but it's what i do that defines me.
(or sth like that)

Tata

all sewn up

we had chem today. we had chem today. we had chem today. couldn't finish the last 2 parts, coz i took quite long on the sheep question. ugh. maybe chem bukan cawan teh aku! oh my. it's quite alright i think, but i don't think i'll be able to reach my target. hmmm. it may seem all fine and dandy but no. the aftermath is hidden behind all these facades. the truth will be told next week i'm sure, as all the teachers will be hard at work over the weekend to mark all our papers. it's gonna be exciting, yes i'm sure. so, let us all take a hiatus from all the muggerdogging and cramming and give ourselves some room from our books. they, too need a break. like a few of my frineds, who have gone swimming and tanning right now. that's the right step. for those with some cash to spare, ZARA is having a SALE till the 3rd of july. Hurry! the five most-spoken languages in the world are english, chinese (or mandarin i suppose), french, german and arabic. i'm good in english, alright in french. really a beginner in arabic. the other two? i think i should try at least one after the A levels. oh my god. i cannot wait. it's gonna be fun learning language all over again, just like french last time. oh another language i wanna learn is the hand-signal-thingy for deaf people. why? emmm, so i can understand what the hell it means. God says the Quran is in arabic, go learn arabic.

back on track

my my. maths today was the most fun maths paper i've sat for since i entered JC, because for the first time, i manage to get back the hang of doing mathematical problems. i'd say today was a yay paper. not that i would get an A. that would be an astronomical leap from what i've been getting for maths this year. i still remember the tutorial which i never did, the probablity tutorial, it's still on that piece of brown wrapping paper. As in, i copied the tutorial on a piece of brown wrapping paper in a myriad of Zigg marker colours (thanks adz for the Zigg markers!). Mr Tay was actually shocked when he saw how colourful my tutorial was. Not that anything i copied down means i understood them. It was just copying for the sake of copying (yeah, you've probably done the same too!). That proves to be my own undoing coz today, i really didn't like the probablity, PnC, and all the funny stats questions. aye... on a lighter note, (i heard this on the train home today) if David is the son of Jane, then Jane is the _________ of David's mother? name! on another lighter note, i think it's weird to do literal translation. E.g: matin: Chongs... How was maths paper today? cl: Ugh... U know, maths is so not my cup of tea... adz: Ugh... so bukan aku punya cawan teh... On a heavier note, prelims is in 10 weeks time. God says if you fail to plan, then you're planning to fail.

suck physics suck

physics suck no way am i going to do better than what i got for my previous common test. i know why. coz all the time during season, when we had matches on monday, we skip like physics prac and tutorials. that means we only had physics lecture to learn from, which we sometimes missed too coz of thursday matches. erp. physics suck. God says GGXX! (oh no... maybe God is a manjen..! eeeeps)

ma me mo

mamle mamle mamle mo... ma me mo ahoy. NS Med Check Up takes a really long time. i wonder why they test us on IQ puzzles after the whole check up is done. to filter out the clever from the cleverer? hmmm. but each will have his role i'm sure. i was just thankful that i didn't have to take the blood test. because from past experience, it is very painful. they just took a small prick to confirm my blood is Aplus. 'A' seems like a very good letter this week (it's common test week some more!) coz after the doctor saw my dick and all (customary for this check up, don't worry, you'll get yours looked at too!) he gave me a PES A. eh, no more slacking in NS eh? we'll see. and the worst part was to sit down and shade the OTAS form about national education. of all things. eeee it isn't very fun. the IQ test was quite fun, i could answer all the questions within the stipulated time. but there wasn't the puzzle that chang wen got to do, the one about memorise a sequence of numbers. all in all, it was half a day gone and thus i think my physics will suffer. i have absolutely no confidence in physics at all. this is so bad. this is just alevel physics, what more s paper physics? sounds like i'm in desperate need of help. God says God will help others who help themselves. Tata.

jigg

impenjarament was like an impenjarament to me. i felt sufffocated at the start, coz i was trying very hard to understand what was going on (maybe i should go into prison to know what's up in there? NO! Crazy...). and the characters were kinda too large (not just physically), as in you see a lot of them yet you still don't know what they actually want. i couldn't find a real plot in the play. just some story-telling here and there. what was most impressive must be the set, never have i seen one like that before. the only drawback with the set was that the metal plates serving as "cement flooring" were too noisy when the actors stomped on them. i expected too much i suppose, silly. now back to reality. COMMON TESTS BEGIN TOMORROW. BIO FIRST. INSYALLAH lah eh mana tahu this time boleh buat betul-betul pasal dah belajar maybe dapat results baik eh... Doa-doakan lah aje eh... ok selamat to all. maaf zahir batin.

the prelude

I am watching Impenjarament this sat evening. Yay... I think it's the perfect prelude to common tests. With sheesha, then it'll be perfect. Ayye, maybe sheesha can wait. In about one week's time, I will be taking common tests as well as going for the NS medical check up. After quite a number of my close friends who went for it, it seems like there's already a pattern emerging for this medical check-up. Not that i want to speculate too much, but it seems that my manjen friends got PES A (physical exercise status A) while my mat friends who are equally if not fitter than them, only managed a PES B. What does it take to get PES A man? Is it no "bin"s in your name? Gosh, why am I so racist? I better control myself. This entry is meant to be taken light heartedly, of course. Please don't sue me.

Anyway,
here's a shoutout to my good friend, Adzfar, who just turned legal early this month, with his own blog. Mine looks and sounds insipid compared to his. Everybody say aye.....A little advertisement here certainly wouldn't hurt.

http://lemonypeaches.blogs.friendster.com/say_aye/

IMPENJARAMENT

Impenjarament (Imprisonment) A world premiere by Teater Ekamatra Written & Directed by Aidli 'Alin' Mosbit Choreography by Gani Music by Zubir Abdullah Performance by M Saffri A Manaf, Muhd Kunju Noushad (India), Muhammad Najib Soiman (bijaN), Mohd Hatta Sulaiman, Noor Effendy Ibrahim, Paulus Simangunsong (Indonesia), Peter Sau and Sulaiman Ismail Batri Set in a prison cell of closed-circuit cameras, Impenjarament offers an insight into prison culture, examining the masculinity, machismo and eroticism of the Malay psyche. Confined in prison, eight men each with a dark past contemplate a potentially darker future. As they try to salvage what little dignity they have left, the notion of personal freedom is turned on its head. Directed by Malay woman playwright and director, Aidli 'Alin' Mosbit, with choreography by Gani and music by Zubir Abdullah, Impenjarament, a devised ensemble performance, presents a physical and multi-lingual theatrical piece to deliver an unlikely message of hope and kindness. 23-25 June, 8pm Matinee on 25 June, 3pm Esplanade Theatre Studio $28.00 (free seating) 90 mins (no intermission) Performed in multi-languages with English surtitles. Post-show dialogue with Aidli 'Alin' Mosbit on 25 June (Matinee) Impenjarament contains some scenes with strong language and adult themes not suitable for children. For more information, please contact us at tel: 6323 5443 or email sayasukaawak@yahoo.com Impenjarament is a commission of the Singapore Arts Festival 2005.

4S Programme

TIME TO START STUDYING!

hello taggers!

Hello taggers! Ther: Oh my u should have come! Evonne saw it and i think she enjoyed it. And thanks ther! Z:I still dunno who u are. Naughty fella. Dwidarma is called dwidarma because firstly, we put up 2 plays, and dwidarma is intended to tell people that there are 2 plays (dwidrama). And also, it means dual responsibilities, because both plays involve characters having to deal with dual responsibilities, like the Pegawai's responsibility towards his community and then towards his family. In Mayat, the responsibility is between doing the right thing and saving oneself from the mess. So i hope Dwidarma makes you happy... so?: thanks so much for coming yesterday! hope you had fun... :) Thanks so much to all the cast and supporting crew for making Dwidarma a success. Though it wasn't a sellout, nevertheless, I think everyone who came saw and learnt something. Do I hear encore?

DWIDARMA is coming to town!

Everyone who happens to be reading this, it's not too late to purchase a DWIDARMA ticket. Just make sure that you set your alarm at 6pm, so that you can wake up on time to go to RJC tomorrow and reach there by 7plus pm. If you haven't bought tickets (which obviously you should have already done by now!) then just buy over the counter at the door. Oh! Don't come alone! Bring your entire family and all your friends too! The more the merrier! We are showing a family show anyway. So bring spare cash, so you can freely spend on tickets. Also, not to worry, we are preparing special prayer rooms for you. Don't have to ambil wuduk from home, there are washing areas nearby. Also, this show won't end extremely late, by ten it's all over hopefully, and you can all go to Adam Road by either 156, 93 or 157 and have a family supper! Woah how exciting. What else, sleep now la, wake up early and tell the rest about this tomorrow. And make sure, cancel all plans to do anything else but just come for DWIDARMA!

watch it!

tudung, afro wig, ahpek wig TO THE DRAMA!

DWIDARMA

DWIDARMA, an RJC MLDCS Drama Production. Scheduled to be held on the 3rd of June, a glorious Friday, at RJC's brand-new Performing Arts Centre. A doublebill of 2 plays, Tamu Di Bukit Kenny (a political satire on Malays) and Mayat (an interesting comedy about 4 friends and what to do with a dead body). Produced entirely by students, with the help and guidance of our teacher mentor, Cg Fadilah. Tickets are only at $7 (a bargain, really, for 2 plays). Do come down and purchase your tickets, or call this number, 97464126 now!

whooosh swooosh

We lost the semis to MJ by a single goal that came like 5 mins from time. Oh well. So sad rite? So disappointing. Actually noone would have thought we could make it this far. I myself wouldn't have imagined that we could even reach the semis. Most of the teachers and our own schoolmates have always put us down, never treating us seriously, and always hoping that our season would end quickly so that we can quickly improve on our grades. Noone raelly cares anyway. I feel quite happy to disprove others. Like Terence, my rugby friends who's in OCS now, he was really quite shocked to hear soccer reached semis this year. We've lost the semis, but there is still hope. For the future I hope. Yes. The J1s must ensure that our run tis year is not a fluke. Ahhhhhh...tmr 3rd 4th place.

Soccer A Division 2005 (part 2)

Quarter finals: Our group consisted of NJC, SAJC and TPJC. All matches were played at SA.

First match: RJC 3-1 NJC
First match of the second round, so clearly we were excited. But we felt confident of our own ability. It was a difficult match because of the weather interruptions. A good 15 min spell in the first half saw us score all our 3 goals. First was a WeiFan clearance that went straight into NJ's penalty box. Chang Wen was first to react and he scored a wonderful placement to the far corner for his first goal. Then, a Geoffrey through pass down the middle was picked up by Chang Wen who flicked it to Pei Qian. He scored a simple nice goal into the empty net. Then the third was almost a carbon copy of the second. Another Geoffrey ball to the left was picked up by Damian who slid in time to guide the ball into the gaping net. 3-0, a comfortable position none of us imagined we could reach. Then suddenly NJ woke up and a slip up at our right flank saw a sharp cross that eluded everyone but the lurking striker at the far post who shot straight into the top corner. 3-1 and we won our first match in our group (a feat which we never achieved before). SA beat TPJC 3-0 in the other match. I never got to play this match.

Second match: RJC 1-2 SAJC
SA came into the game with a huge reputation for having been a finalist the year before and never conceding a goal in this yr's tournament. This was the first match I start (really unexpected). We found it hard to string passes together because our midfield had to sit deep as their attack was very penetrative. They scored a goal through a corner, when Kaixiang should have collected the ball instead of punching it. Peiqian couldn't mark the No.21 outside the box, who powered a header past the helpless Kaixiang. After halftime, we came back really strong. It was then that we scored. Chang Wen beat a few defenders down the left and passed to Peiqian who turned and shot low and hard. It was 1-1 and game on. However, we just had to give away a free kick in front of our box. No.11 was a real clinical finisher, he planted the ball exquisitely beyond Kaixiang. 2-1 and there was not much time left. NJ beat TPJC (can't remember the score) and so, we were third in the group.

Third match: RJC 6-2 TPJC
We knew destiny was in our hands, as long as we beat TP, we would qualify. We just pinpointed Alfie, TP's No.10, who's a national striker, and marked him as much as possible out of the game. This was I think one of our best matches together. Within 2 minutes, an Adzfar 'corner throw' found PeiQian, who turned and shot into the top corner. 1-0. Then we failed to clear a corner properly and No.10 scored. 1-1. But we were relaxed. Chang Wen scored and after that Damian also scored. 3-1. Peiqian's knee gave way and I came on for him. Within a few minutes, Geoffrey's through ball found Chang Wen who squared it for me. My first time shot was scuffed at the keeper's legs, but I shoulder charged him enough to get the ball back and fired home. 4-1.
Second half was when it became more open because TP just threw in the towel. A superb interplay of passing released Damian down the left and he crossed for Chang Wen to whack the ball home for his third goal of the season. It was not done yet. Another Adzfar 'corner throw' found myself decoying for Chang wen to flick to Geoffrey who volleyed home spectacurly. No.10 Alfie scored a wonderous consolation for TP. But we didn't really care, because for the first time we amassed 6 points in a group, and scored more goals than we could imagine. Then, in an ironic twist, NJC beat SAJC 3-1 to qualify at the expense of SA. And we qualified as group winners.

The semi finals line up are:
VJC vs NJC
RJC vs MJC

Soccer A' Div 2005

Soccer 'A' Division 2005 I was never originally in soccer. I was in rugby. There was this time around late March last year when I had to make a decision to choose between rugby and soccer, coz the school doesn't allow people to do 2 sports. I chose rugby and the team won gold. After that season, I just wanted something new, and soccer in a schools nationals tournament is something I never tried before. So I switched and this is how the story goes. The team went to India last yr but I didn't follow because they booked it in advance, before I made the switch. For a whole month during the holidays I didnt train, but immediately when they came back, we had a friendly with SA, when our ass got whooped 5-1. Played a series of friendly matches thereafter. Intensive training this year culminated in the Malaysia trip, when we played against top club sides. Came back and then it's season time. First Round. Our group consisted of VJ, CJ and MI. All matches were played at VJ. First match: RJC 0-4 VJC In the first 15mins or so, we showed we were on par against the defending champions. We matched them tackle for tackle, ball for ball. We even had a few long shots that were narrowly off. There was one contentious offside decision, when they scored. And hit us again shortly after. We came charging in the second half, only for them to score again with a contentious goal (Ref disallowed goal at first for foul on our keeper Kaixiang.) Then they hit us with one more. Opening match gave me a real acid test. First time ever playing in Soccer ADiv. It was still alright, because we showed a good performance still and we knew we were still in it, despite MI winning 2-0 in the other match. Second match: RJC 4-2 CJC This was a match we knew we had to win, because we knew we were stronger. What happened was we didn't expect CJC to be so spirited and playing so well. We scored first, when a Joseph cross was deflected into CJC's own net by their captain. Leading 1-0, we were stunned by CJC's determination. They quickly pulled a goal back thru a major defensive lapse down our left. Joel got cut and deflected a CJ cross into goal. Again I started the match from the bench. Then, we knew we had to up our game in the second half. But what happened was just after I got subbed in for Chun Yat I think, Ashley from CJC scored a goal because our defence couldn't clear the ball far enough. Then really it was die-die must score. Geoffrey won the ball in our half and cleared well into their half, I ran for it and slotted away from the 'keeper. Equaliser, what a relief. Then, Soo Tet was taking on two defenders on the left. He cut inside and chipped over the defence. I followed thru and chipped over the on-rushing keeper, who collided with his own last man. 3-2 and we are in the lead. There was a Zhi Hao through ball a few minutes later, for me down the left channel. It was one-on-one so I used the outside of my foot to place it to the far corner, only to see the ball bounce off the post. Could have been home and dry already, coz then CJC almost scored only for Kaixiang to deny them with a fine save. Then, Geoffrey managed to bring the ball into their zone and thread a through ball in between their defence. I pounced and placed it into the top corner. 4-2 and my hat-trick is complete. Still, coach wasn't satisfied because we let them play too much. But the result was good, it meant we erased MI's goal advantage, because MI also lost to VJC 4-0. This was my game of the season. Third match: RJC 0-0 MI This was a game which saw a marked improvement in our defence. We played really well and tried our best to contain their best player, No.12. There were some chances but missed. I picked up a yellow card the moment I stepped on the pitch, for what the ref said as a challenge from behind. I still don't understand. Anyway, the result meant that we go thru as group runner-up behind VJC. MI and CJC (CJ held VJ reserves to a 1-1 draw.) exit the competition. We qualified by the skin of our teeth because our goals scored is better than MI's by 2 goals. Come to think of it, it was due to the CJC game that got us through. Yup. :)

group shot! rubbishy third spot.

screw all of you... i got second for the individual preliminary round, and only 2 people (myself included) passed that round. screw all of you!

me nadia and isky at the table. why my vision so poor, if not i could have looked at all the answers on the table next to me.

makmur and nadia in the Pacific Room at woodlands library.

isky looking happy

Welcome to the highly screwed up world IQ Quiz. We were actually in the lead after individual round. But wtf...

MIQ shit

Cedric Foo. IQ. Balloon. COE. These are just some of the things I wish my mouth would have said then. Now it's over. No more. Bring on the semis. I can't wait anymore.

Strange but true

Strange but true One fine evening at a junction in Orchard Road, a taxi driver was quarelling with a woman, who was almost knocked down at the traffic light junction by him. Woman: I'll sue you! Taxi driver: EH you bastard animal! Woman: (silence) Taxi driver: YOU bastard animal! Mat (passer-by): Aye, what is a bastard animal huh? Mat's friends: Bastard animal? HAHAHAHAHA

"By moving into a platform traditionally occupied by women, men try to reclaim their status as the more attractive sex," Dr. Eric Thompson, assistant professor of sociology, NUS.

hpf's sexy schmile...muahahaha...we wonder what's life like with hpf at njc... =P

taken quite some time ago at esplanade when we all watched Hitler, which had a very hillarious albeit racist interval-like filler...

new level

Sometimes you do not expect that you are able to do something, because a lot of people also do not expect you to do it. When someone else tells you that actually you have the ability to do it, you may not believe him because you already know what people think of you. So you just keep what he tells you and just get on with the job. But suddenly while on the job, you are really achieving what you didn't expect, what other people won't expect except for that person who told you that you could do it. You reach an unfamiliar territory and you become vulnerable. You have reached a new level where you've never touched before, thus you feel slighly uncomfortable and maybe even funny. You may even reach complacency. It's time to wake up. It's time to earn that respect. It's time to book our place and stand our ground. Prove our mettle. This is the acid test. We know we can do it. We know they are really good. I hope we will be better. Stop the nonsense. We will do it.

Try wearing this instead...

that's what some things are...

N-O-W

NOW's a very important time where focus and prioritising become very important. where do we go from here? the journey has not ended yet. i'm at a crossroad. one, the MIQ team is doing well enough to be where we are at the moment. two, the soccer boys are still at it. but now is not the time to think about what we can do for the future? about what we could have done better... it's too early to start evaluating... it's about what we can do now, what we are doing now and what else we can do NOW. it's nothing but now. NOW we shall take all that we can and give our all and our best. because only NOW matters...nothing is WON NOW, yet. soccer and MIQ Quiz. here we go. we will.

Tiada kata secantik bahasa

Tiada kata secantik bahasa Untuk kupuji adinda Tiada gambar secantik lukisan Nak kutunjuk perasaan O....dinda puspa gemala Mengharum jiwa Hemmm...hemm...hemm... Dinda puspa gemala Mustika kanda Namun musim berubah Suasana bertukar Tapi ikatan mesra Sedikit pun tak kan longgar Tiada kata secantik bahasa Untuk kupuji adinda

P Ramlee

bop

ayeees, just what do i do now?

i juz found the photo of the world's ultimate teacher...there she is, on my left. cheers!

thru to 2nd round

I had a lot of sleep today. Yay!!!

Anyway, I am glad that our defence fought really hard for our last match against MI. Their performance that Thursday was really exceptional. Even the national youth team forwards of MI could not breach our defence. Their No.12 was a really tough player to shackle. He was very strong on the ball and constantly tried to penetrate us with his mazy dribbles. I think the whole team played well, except for me. I did not satisfy my role. Left too open a space for the opponent to run. And picked up an unnecessary yellow card. There was not a single troubling shot on goal, and we might have even lost it if the MI players upped their game even more. I should have played better.

There is only one week respite. From now on, there won't be any easy match. Each team is a strong team, and let's not forget that our team is not there to make up the numbers too. We have spent too much time, energy, money and effort to get so far, and we don't want to stop just yet. No not yet. God will be on our side.

swooshing~

There is now a show on relationships on Suria right now. Hmmm, nothing wrong having relationships i guess. Even Cikgu approves of it. If you can handle it, yeah no problem. Haha :)

It was sucha long day today even though its wednesday. Lessons ended early as usual, but it was endless activities after that. From interviews to videos to quiz...it was just non-stop. Need a really good night sleep.

Waiting to whack dinner..even though it's late already.

I wonder what the Muslim MPs will act towards this new call for the casino. By faith alone, it's Haram to gamble. I really wonder what happened during those minister meetings, i wonder whether there were heated arguments. Even though the casino is already approved, what will our Muslim ministers do? I already listened to this economic review from a Malay economist on radio that the casino is definitely good in terms of economy strictly. But there was no statement whatsoever from say, the Mufti... Oh man, it was just shameful to see a gambling statistic that around 12% of those who gamble are Malays. This 'gamble' includes, 4D, Toto, Singapore Pools S-League EPL and Champs League, etc. Even though it's not surprising to see that statistic, it's still shameful nonetheless. The casino will only add to that statistic. It's amazing to note that Vivian Balakrishnan and his MCYS are already hard at work on measures to combat gambling addiction, if there were to occur any in the future. Do you ever remember who the previous MCYS Minister was? Yes, Yaacob Ibrahim. Imagine, if it was him who was still in charge of MCYS. He would be the one who would be drawing up programmes to counter the risk of gambling addiction. How thoughtful of the PM!

D-DAY is tomorrow.

HAT TRICK

There was no spirit in our plight today. It was tragic right from the start. We seemed to have submerged ourselves under a huge pile of dirt. Or in the words of Mr Kadir, putting one foot in the grave already. We took a deserved lead because we were the better team, or so we thought. Then they equalised because everyone in their team fought for each other. Played the game like real hungry men. Us? We went to sleep, daydreamed, stoned... We were so flat at the back, the bench was really frustrated. That was how the first half ended, their team on a high... Second half began, and we really needed to pull up our socks. 10 minutes of scrappy play ensued, but most of the time, it was their team that really had the upper hand. Then we just failed to clear their loose ball, and we conceded yet another deflected goal! This was when some of us really thought that was it. The end. Haha but it was not meant to be. No way. We replied with 3 more. That was it. Yes most definitely... there will be more responsibility for each other, in our fight as MAN. i will do that. May be on a high today, but so sad karma wasn't there.

I find it very hard to sleep tonight, which is quite amusing, coz i just gulped down quite a lot of milk which should make me sleepy. I wonder why it's harder to fall asleep tonight, considering also that i've slept early the past few nights. Oh it was nice to meet up with old friends, people you hardly see nowadays because they are just at a different school. Fazly and Hari Shoran... Me and Adz. We were there at lido this afternoon to catch up on old times. It was more worth it than a movie, which was why me and adz happened to be at lido in the first place. It was not planned, this meeting of old friends, rather chanced upon. I think rafflesians should not just hang out or make friends with rafflesians only. That's just being narrow i think. Like the malay saying, "seperti katak di bawah tempurung." There's more to this life that you lead than just the people that you see in school everyday. People in other schools exist too and there is no reason why we should not make friends with them too! Haha, I think sometimes I am guilty of this myself, that I almost only spend time with friends who are either Rafflesians, or ex Rafflesians. Well, school just makes making friends easier, because within an enclosed space, you are more likely to bump more into the same people that eventually will make you want to talk to them and in the end, learn more about them (be friends wit them). SO outside, I guess you probably have to go out more, with different groups of people and sit anywhere and just talk if you happen to be in a situation where you can talk to other people. The mosque is a unique place for this, because last year, during Ramadhan, me and my buddies were overnighting at AlFalah (a mosque at Somerset). Before the morning prayers, we met with this group of Poly grads who are involved with a youth organisation, so we just chatted about activities that we do. In a way, we made new friends. I think that's what youths do at church too right? If you're feeling with me, go listen to McFly's "You've Got A Friend". ...time to pump tmr

no i in team

It's just one game in and a lot of our belief seems to have just evaporated into thin air. It's like POOF! Just like that. Well, i really pray that our team digs deep to know well and truly that all the time, effort, money and energy spent on all the different things are just too much for us to let go just like that. We should never forget that we are playing for each other, and only for each other. We are not pussy pushovers, we have shown teams that before, we can show them that again. We have nothing to lose, no expectations whatsoever. It's up to us to decide really, for that matter, we should take it with glee in our hearts, that we must expect to go all out and give our darndest best for ourselves and each other. For each other. I'll do that.

die die die

pain is temporary glory is forever. i remember those words from Junren...the legend prop we had last season... pain is temporary glory is forever.

miw

my sins on this earth on others have been repaid onto myself by the will of God. and more will come later. shudder... on the other hand, its very very fun to give people a code name! haha we have lotsa fun associating the code with the person, coz usually its something quite stupid and hillarious. like nympho? or zen touch? hahaha like that one. both nympho and zen touch are the same person actually. and booking a medical examination date is really damn troublesome on the MIW portal, i simply don't know how to get started. longing for the pipe :)

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pain is temporary glory is forever. we will fight to the final whistle. fuck you.

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mondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfridaysaturdaysunday. all over so quickly isn't it? wonder how much time i have left...?

-was it a bar or a bat i saw- haha you gotta read that backwards :)
sometimes, you feel happy because you get to do things there and then, and you feel quite good doing it because you don't have any inhibitions. i wonder how long being happy will really make you happy. and the truth is that, probably, you won't. being happy for too long will make you worried about certain things, and when there is any ground at all for you to doubt what you are doing (what you are doing is supposed to make you feel happy), then probably you begin to doubt that you are actually happy with yourself. so in the end, you become less happy than you were, and even though you are still happy, you are also unhappy at the same time. see, the point is there must be a balance in life, and life is full of opposites. that means that life is also full of the-sames (since life is full of opposites). so that also means that there must also not be a balance in life. just like there is a forward, there is a backward.
so what's in the middle? what's the in-between? what's the intermediate? a balance of the 2 extremes? an inbalance of the 2 extremes? i know and i don't know. just like and unlike you know and you don't know.

the lone

I looked at Time Magazine and saw a tremendous photo of the massive destruction of the Tsunami-hit Aceh area, where every single building was destroyed except for one, the Mosque. To this I shall forever remember my religion, and that God always looks after us if we look after our religion. This proves one thing, that God is here. This is not the first picture that I saw of an aftermath of a natural disaster where the Mosque was the only building left standing (the other picture was of the earthquake-hit Turkey). I think there are a lot of signs that point towards the end of the world. Time is running short, so choose wisely boy.. Clocks by Coldplay Lights go out and I can't be saved Tides that I tried to swim against You've put me down upon my knees Oh I beg, I beg and plead Come out of things unsaid Shoot, an apple off my head. And the Trouble that cant be named The tiger's waiting to be tamed singin' You are You are Confusion never stops Closing walls and ticking clocks Gonna come back and take you home I could not stop but you now know, singin' Come out upon my seas, Curse missed opportunities Am I a part of the cure Or am I part of the disease, singin' You are, you are You are, you are You are, you are Nothing else compares. Oh, no nothing else compares Oh, no nothing else compares You are You are Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go Home, home where I wanted to go

my karma

there's an angel in our midst..
and i know her name..
but ooh she's so cripz..
i don't think i'm up to the game.

the way she moves gives me trauma..
i know that's how i feel..
but ooh she's so sexy mama..
i know my Karma is real.

singit

Daughters - John Mayer I know a girl She puts the color inside of my world She's just like a maze Where all of the walls all continually change And I've done all I can To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands Now I'm starting to see Maybe it's got nothing to do with me Fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters too Oh, you see that skin? It's the same she's been standing in Since the day she saw him walking away Now she's left Cleaning up the mess he made Fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters too Boys, you can break You'll find out how much they can take Boys will be strong And boys soldier on But boys would be gone without warmth from A woman's good, good heart On behalf of every man Looking out for every girl You are the god and the weight of her world So fathers be good to your daughters Daughters will love like you do Girls become lovers who turn into mothers So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too So mothers be good to your daughters, too

'twas Tuas

Oh the undying of my blog begins NOW.
I love holidays especially when they are coming and I'm in full anticipation. I love it because I really get to catch up on sleep. Meaning I get to wake up at lunchtime. :) I love holidays because when I was young, there would definitely be family outings, to East Coast Park to cycle, to Sentosa to go on the monorail, to Marina South for kite flying, somewhere somehow, it was very nice. Holidays nowadays are very different. No more east coast, marina south, sentosa family outings. no more really. Right now, I'm the only one home, while my dad is in KL, my mum at the JB house, my sister and brother both out with their friends. Maybe I'm just a homebody.

But I've got to say something about my Tuas experience.
Last Monday, on the morning before Chemistry common test, I had told my mum that I was going to school. I had to cab to Tuas checkpoint to meet Mr Wong, the kind tour guide for our malaysia trip. He had promised to meet me there at 11am to deliver my spectacles for me. You see, the story is I had left my glasses in my hotel room. Because me adzfar and chang wen didn't know we had to pack everything up for the final match in KL. So we had only 5 mins to pack, we rushed to find all our stuff and forgot to check the room twice to make sure we didn't leave anything behind. Stupid, I had left my Silhouette glasses on the sink. It only occurred to me that I had left it behind in the bus, after the match, when we were well out of KL. Peiqian had wanted to watch the tele but had no glasses, so he wanted to borrow mine. I opened my specs casing only to find it empty. So i pleaded to the Tour Guide to help me find it. And so he did. Saturday night, he called me to arrange for the meeting on Monday, giving me his handphone no. and the location to meet (which was specific enough, saying to meet at the Bus Terminal, "the very last one"...) He said we was worried that the fragile specs would be damaged if he sent it by courier, so he'd rather send it personally, anyway he was with another tour group to Singapore. So on Monday morning, I quickly cabbed to Tuas Checkpoint, having a very nice chat with the taxi driver, who says he'd probably "drive until I die ah"... He immediately knows I was from raffles, and asked me whether I ponned school. Of course not, I told him I had exams and told him my missing specs story. Then he asked, wah, "exams still can go tour in the holidays ar?" I told him yeah can. Anyway, he dropped me off at the SBS Bus Terminal, which i thought isn't the right location because I thought that mR wong wanted to wait for me at the Bus checkpoint because he said "the very last one". So i walked about 200m to the checkpoint before being stopped by a "NO TRESPASSING" sign and a policeman. He told me to go away, this is not a waiting area, you must not wait here. I didn't know what to tell him so i just walked away to the BUs terminal. Then I waited, it was already 11am. I dont want Mr Wong to wait for me, after all his troubles. So i walked to the checkpoint again, and asked if he could accompany me to find Mr Wong at the checkpoint. I was getting desperate. I have chem exam in around 2 hours so i must retrieve my glasses quickly. The policeman really hates me. He was laughing as I stood in the hot sun trying to spot Mr wong. He asked me for bus number la, hp no which is i think the wrong number that mr wong gave me, all that. I didnt know. I waited and waited and then gave up. As i walk back to the bus terminal planning what i'm going to tell my parents (cos they still didnt know what happened to my silhouette glasses), i saw this fisherman walking in the opposite direction across the drain. "Eh Raffles boy, you lost ah?" and started sniggering. I told him No, I'm meeting someone. Then he asked again, But you must be lost here! I said no, I'm meeting a friend who's passing me my glasses. Then he laughed ang walked on. I was desperate. Then I saw this bus, and a stumpy man walked out. It was Mr wong. Haha, yes. He really brought back my silhouette glasses, and chang wen's PE set. hahaha. I felt damn bloody happy after that!

NOW

Up til now, not one cca in school that I know of will have the team waking up at 6.15am for morning run, what more, with barely 3 hours of sleep the night before. Not one cca in school have so many inexperienced players before, players who have played the game before in sec schools. Ah guess what, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter anymore. Football is football. The trip up north to KL was really a different experience. The Now is more important. I'm gone. This blog will die for a while and maybe it'll come around again... til then.

who in this world would...

who in this world would... ...splash his shit all over the toilet cubicle because it's so urgent he can't hold it in any longer? ...want to push the grand piano in LT2 off the rooftop in school, along with his burnt notes and burnt uniform? ...dig his nose in the bus and fiddle with it and threaten to flick it onto his wife, thinking that noone saw him? ...get smacked in the face so hard that his specs got stuck to his face & he had to go to the clinic to get it removed? ...pee from the seventh floor of parkway parade onto the pavement full of people below? ...pee into an empty bottle in the bus along a malaysian highway, only to have his captain drink from the same bottle later? ...say that he honestly wants to help others during medicine interview only to be asked, "Would you consider becoming a nurse?" ...start rubbing lubricating gel on another person's arms and say that it actually felt good? ...burn his own hair when trying to show how dangerous fire can be? ...have a 2m long dick? I know who.

its that time again

its that time again..
when school work just seems to grow and grow like the beanstalk
when the training pitch looks like the end of a battlezone, still
when the eerie silence of dawn makes you hate the idea of getting into the shower
when friends are always there but not there too at the same time
when family refuge also fails
when television becomes your drug
when the bedroom is nothing without the wondrous bed
when the boys are yucky and the girls are ugly
and
when season is comin'......