Forest of Y.O.M's Hidden Perceptions
Monday, 07 July 2008
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Switched from this dead add.
Yes, this place is dead. I find LJ cooler. New site: http://inert-dog.livejournal.com
Friday, 30 May 2008
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Pre U Sem
AHA! Again, I have been judged. Again, by someone I had some respect for a while before he starting judging me.
Anyway, I am back. Recently, I've been like too busy or totally not in the mood to blog. But, I'm back this time, probably due to the fact that I have some burning topics that I would like to discuss or have to place to express myself ( blog ) - Pre-U Sem.
Pre-U Sem had been very enriching through the presentations and active discussions during the Q&A and panel discussions. Besides that, I had like a great time there. SLOs were great. Kudos to them and their school (MJC), which was also the organising school. Activities were fun. People were great, especially in SG7! Special mention also goes to this guy from NYP (not my group though), who was very intellectual from what everyone and I could see. Further proof that polys do not only comprise those academically weaker students.
The only qualms I had were like the food. It's not because it was crappy, but rather because of the excess. There were a lot of leftover food, especially during breakfast and some of the tea breaks. This food wastage was like totally contradictory to any values that were being passed on during the seminar. In addition, tax payers' money are like being hugely wasted especially in view of rising food prices.
However, apart from the positive enrichments, I also received the negative side of enlightenment - snobbery. However, contrary to popular belief that the snobs are mainly from elite schools, most of them come from the JCs ranked near the bottom, though some are also from the elite schools itself, but at the very minimal. Snobbery is in relation to social skills which further relates to intelligence. Based on this, it is rather evident that the snobs would be from those in the lower ranked JCs. Those with relatively lower mental capability, yet are able to enter the system meant for those brighter than them. This gives them an impression that they are smart since they cannot access the true situation and their level of intelligence, which leads to their snobbery. However, a disclaimer though - snobs are still at the very minimal, as from what I see.
Anyway, my group, 7, was a super cool bunch of people! Fun loving. Smart. Everything nice under the sky. Somehow, I didn't feel sad or anything this after as we said our farewells. But as night began to fall, I felt the true weight of reality and realisation that it has all ended and that I might never see them again came crashing. Sounds cliche and corny, but heck. So as of now, I'm damn sad. Simple as that. 5 days felt so short, yet, in 5 days, it felt like many years of knowing each other.
Saturday, 12 April 2008
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Yesterday and today had been like the two most fucking eventful days in my [miserable & boring] life. Yesterday I had like this NS medical checkup which I had no qualms until like I found out that there was gonna be a blood test about a week before the appointment. I just cannot stand the thought of a needle in your arm, near the elbow, and then you suddenly bend you it and the next thing you know, the needle just went deeper. Anyway I was probably thinking too much. The blood test was no as bad as expected in the end. Remember, just look away. The whole check up was like okay, except the exceptionally long vocational tests which went horribly on and on.
Then after that, my friend, sms-ed me my PW grades which was released during the time that I was having the checkup. Not too bad, I must say of my PW grades!
Today! Was friggin eventful!!!! First, I shaved botak with the hock team.
And along with the hair, I think my luck and our team's ability were like gone.
We played badly against PJ and duly lost 3-0, thanks to 3 goals we conceded in the second half and of which 2 were late ones in quick succession. Which was a disgrace, considering that PJ sucks cock and that they have a gay boy who wears a hairband in their team.
Yea! PJC hockey sucks cock!!! READ THIS PJC PLAYERS!
Then after all the team talk, loitering. While the rest had gone home, Zhao, Shawn and I stayed to shower as if we were the only ones in the team who were concerned about personal hygiene. And our reward for that? We had the ride of our lives. Secret. And apparently, another personal reward for me was: The disappearance of my wallet which contained my student EZ link card, NRIC, POSB atm card and some cash, along with my mp3 player.
So yea, had a relatively rough time today, maybe due to the haircut. LOL
Wednesday, 13 February 2008
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I dont' know why, but recently I've been feeling jaded. About almost everything. This is song is Anchors by S.A.W
Anchors
The ocean dwells in lonely life and storm
How different am I from wooden boat
That barely stays afloat
And too many ropes
Are tied and I realize
We have to make the best
Give me this moment
I'll wade, wade into the ocean
Anchors drag me down
To depths of sea
Where creatures can watch me drown
The hands are reaching in from overboard
The sounds are even too distressed
To try and tape record
And too many ropes
Are tied and I realize
We have to make the best
Give me this moment
I'll wade, wade into the ocean
Anchors drag me down
To depths of sea
Where creatures can watch me drown
And give me this moment
I'll wade, wade into the ocean
Give me this moment
I'll wade, wade into the ocean
Anchors drag me down
To depths of sea
Where creatures can watch me drown
Can watch me drown
(Give me this moment)
Watch me drown
(Anchors drag me down)
Friday, 25 January 2008
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Sad Truth
Feeling angst today. Biasness is like everywhere. And though I must say I have enjoyed being in favour of biased behaviours before, I'm not like taking it very well now that I'm now being biased against! Fuck.
You see, at least the last time the teacher was biased in favour of me was purely because I had already proven myself. I slacked in class, but got the grades and so he kinda like gave me my personal space. Well that can't really deem that as being biased right? But heck, whatever the case, he judged me upon my ability.
Now, with him replaced, the new teacher has no bearing on our grades. So what he does is simply to split up the students based on gender. Like the boys all suck in this subject and the girls are like pretty good. Well, you may feel that that does no mean make him liable for being a biased sexist. But from my point of view, I feel that at least he should like treat everyone equally as of now, before the real results comes out. Being hardworking does not make the girls any better than the guys. I know it sounds childish, but I'm not really referring to all the girls, but sorry anyway if I offended you. So maybe you should just fuck out NOW if you are pretty much pissed now. Back to it, so like wtf! It was pretty much apparent last year that hard work does not really equate to good grades in that subject, neither does being extremely slack mean lousy grades. I mean just look at the demography. Just look at the percentage of guys in the top band and compare it with the percentage of girls in the same band.
The level of biasness is really bad. He went, " Bad work" before I had even shown it. All that just because I have a dick and we are pretty slack.
This injustice upon me has kinda of made me resentful of the same thing as last year. I had kinda gotten over it until it appeared again. God damn!
No attitude + No looks = Sucks
Bunch of arrogant muggers. Did it ever occur that for all their mugging, they are kinda of relatively same level in academic as me. I know that many will disagree with this statement. But last year's result aside, just look at this year's results so far. I kinda like am on the same level as those muggers. Yeah people, I know this is gonna sound arrogant, but I gotta say this, I think I'm have a higher mental capability than you muggers:) Hate me if you want muggers, because I know that you muggers will not be reading this. Probably too busy mugging.
Another thing, I think F.U.N programme, aka TAF is like gonna fail. It's just going through the motion just for the sake of it. The writing has been on the wall. Unless something is done, the fitness department will return empty handed. Wow, suddenly so many titles of Underoath's song in this paragraph. Anyway, come on, just look at those overweight kids running during P.E. Their jogging speed is equivalent to our walking speed. This only applies to some O.W kids, not all. Most of them do put in the effort. But those who jog at this rate are like pretty erm, loser. Then after that, they will cancel out their 'efforts' after P.E when they have breaks by eating enough food to cover the burned calories or maybe even more. With no after P.E monitoring, the programme is just on the road to failure. Will talk about HW another time. Thoughts are just pouring out now.
Sunday, 20 January 2008
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Guitar Guitar Guitar
Woot! I just got an Ibanez RG321 MH yesterday. It's second hand, but it's in a pretty good condition, so it doesn't really matter anyway. On the downside, in exchange for buying this 'new' guitar, I had to like sell off my old ESP LTD Viper-10. It was damaged thanks to myself. Tried doing some guitar spin before the strap locks gave way for some reason. There was a crack, ok 2 cracks on the body. So in the end could only sell it for less than $100. Anyway, it's not really because that it was spoilt that I had to sell it, that was part of the reason though.I would have loved to repair the Ltd one and at the same time buy the Ibanez, and then I would hava had 2 electric guitars. But, my Mom just doesn't really approve of more than 1 electric at home. She says it kinda makes the house cramp. Oh well, I shall tolerate that for now till I move out, then maybe I can open a guitar museum at home? LOL
Anyway the RG 321 MH owns! As of now, I have found the guitar that can give me the metal, stretchy sound that I have been looking for ages. The Ltd and my first guitar couldn't do that. But my Ltd was great in other sounds. Maybe in 2-3 years I will like upgrade the pickups of the Ibanez to EMG 81 and 85? I don't know. But not now, because my parents are god damn grumbling that I am spending 'so much' when I still so young, even though the money is what I earned. So far in my life, I have had spent a total of maybe $10,000 excluding expenses on necessities which excludes school.
Friday, 11 January 2008
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WeeBoo
18th Feb! 18th Feb!! The arrival of the Great White Whale is imminent. There is no stopping it! It's just gonna sweep away everything, everyone or whatever in its path. Secret and Whisper are releasing their debut album man!!! And it owns! But I shall not say much, I wouldn't want the ah beng 'emos' to know about this and make S.A.W mainstream.
Anyway, I've come to realise how resentful, angered or whatever associated emotions, I had been over the over the past year or so. In just this short span of time, so much has changed. Let's discuss about my cultural orientation. As much as a description of someone, to a music genre, 'emo' can be also be counted as a culture. It actually embodies all 3. It was meant to be an underground stuff, until it received some mainstream publicity. Now, "emos" are crawling everywhere. Woohoo! Thanks for spreading the culture, in the fucking wrong way. Now all the ah bengs are 'emos'. Yea, they're emotional cos they just can't get a fucking glass of free beer at the disco. Ah beng emos (aba) listen to 99% cliched chinese songs, and 1 % MCR, and then they start calling themselves emos. Yea, maybe Hawthorne Heights, Saosin or FFTL should start performing some Chinese songs. They made MCR appear as a band with a poseur-fanbase, which is bad. I know though MCR produces good music and the spirit of music should be upheld, I just couldnt attend their latest concert cos I knew all these poseurs would be there, and I don't want to be associated with them.
Oh ya, they also like to wear skinny jeans, chuck taylors, and BAGGY tops (striped).
I know this is a very shallow reason to be angered over such a relatively long time. Well, there are even more pressing issues.
I am seriously very confused. I just want some time by myself to sort things out. But everytime I find these ironically, wanted lonely times, there will be interuptions soon to come. I don't feel right as to where I am or belong now. My future is in doubt. And everything in life seems so, straight or rather controlled. There doesn't seem to be any alternative ways to lead a happy life in this society as it seems.
Thursday, 10 January 2008
Wednesday, 05 December 2007
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So here is a sequel of the previous post
Anyway, another reason why I have chosen to blog this time, is because I need to express myself. For everyone to hear. So let the flaming of Mr. Tea begin!
Warning: The Following Content Is Offensive, Readers Are Advised To Read With Discretion
8 symptoms indicating that you have caught Mr. Tea Syndrome (MTS)
1. You unconsciously start finding lame excuses for every mistake that stems from you. Be it big or small, you just find a fucking lame excuse to cover your ass.
You will tend to 'forget' to take corrective measures.
2. Everyone appears as a fucking retard in your eyes. Everything appears as lame actions or activities. And you start expressing your views indiscriminately. You fail to reflect whether it is the world or just you that has a problem. You will most likely never have a revelation any time in your life that you might be just the lame retard instead.
3. The inability to differentiate between right and wrong. You beat people for no or very small reasons, even when sometimes they are joking with you. You take every joke seriously, thus showing the inability to differentiate between right or wrong, or in this case, serious matters or jokes.
4. This symptom usually appear hand in hand with symptom no.3. You are unable to tell between reality and fantasy. You go about boasting, of not what you are in reality, but what you are in fantasy. Minor sign of low-esteem as there is indication of the need for self-gratification.
5. You have a shallow motive for almost every activity you undertake. Like for example joining a certain co-curriculum activity for the sake of bragging rights and not passion for it.
6. Probably the hardest symptom for people around you to notice, except yourself. You tend to have split personalities. In front of person A, you behave like a childish fucker. While in front of person B, you behave like a gentleman. Please do not confuse this in the case of treating people with varying levels of authority differently. We are speaking of such behaviour even amongst peers. This symptom is also an indication of another syndrome called hypocrisy.
7. You start looking like a horse. Not much needs to be said about this.
If you exhibit 4/7 of these symptoms, it is highly likely that you are suffering from MTS. However, only after exhibiting symptom no. 8 after you exhibit 4/7 of the previous symptoms, it can be confirmed that you are truly suffering from MTS.
8. You exhibit 4/7 of the symptoms and now you are trying to find some lame excuse to appease yourself.
If you have confirmed that you are a MTS sufferer, although it requires external examination, please call 1800-ISHLD-JUST-DIE or buy your suicide kit from the nearest pharmacy. -
Promise Broken
Haha, so apparently I went back on my words. And I am now blogging. But I just cannot seem to resist the urge to share a very nice song with everyone.
Here is XOXOXO by Secret And Whisper
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