Made in India

The mind plays funny tricks on you sometimes. Do you know anything about the history of India? Don't think so right?

The East India Company.
Sepoy Mutiny. What was it about the gun cartridges that caused it?
The Educated Elites.
Cash Crops.
Satyagraha.
Policy Of Civil Disobedience.
The Salt March.

Sound familiar? I didn't think I knew anything about India, till my lecture when all this terms where brought up. Then I realised, we did Indian history in Sec 2! Sometimes its strange how something can spark off your memory and thoughts just come flashing back. Just found it quite amazing.

Did you? Or is it just me?

Anyway that's not the point.

On a motherfucking crowded bus on my way home today, I just happened to catch a familiar scent. And like the bloody Indian history, I was hit by a surge of memories. So I stood smiling to myself like an idiot while the happy memories played out in my head.

Then came the not so happy bits. I didn't want to but I couldn't stop it. How could something that seemed so perfect and right eventually end up so wrong? I've not thought about this stuff for like the longest time. One scent brought it all back. Weird thing, the mind is.

Usually I don't like mop (or mope, can't remember how to spell) over such stuff but today's spell just felt different. Sorta like playing out a few months of events in like a few minutes. So I'm like feeling all emotional now. For like the first time in a long time.

I wanto PROMOTE~!
I don't CARE~!

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm a closet SAGGF grouppie. That might explain why I'm such a sucker for romantic comedies. HAha. =P

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Don't you people find writing essays again after so long a bitch? I constantly struggle to phrase my sentences properly, think of the right words to use and paraphrase/summarise articles properly.

Or is it just me again?

2 architectural assignments ( I've absolutely no factual knowledge as of now)
1 architectural seminar assignment
1 statistics tutorial
1 drawing assignment
1 South Asia political development summary.

All to be done by this week! Cannot make it lah.

Okie, have to go do my work liaoz. Sickening. Damn bloody sickening. It's been like just 4 weeks. I hate school already.

"Ord lo!" Lanjiao lah.. Ord lo only to fuck spider in uni. Sighhhhh... =(

Wicked Sick

Monster Kill~!

Europa last night! It's been awhile since we've been to Europa so sorta got crazy with the beer and all. Burnt like a massive hole in my wallet. At least we enjoyed ourselves. Wouldn't go on too much about it but you could read about Kerk's account of the night here(actually, while copying the link I realised that the majority of his long long post wasn't actually about the Europa but nevermind. Nice afterthoughts tho) And of course, we earned ourselves front row tickets to 'Kerk's Guide On How To Pick Up Girls' on Friday! =)

Haven't been writing here as much as I would want, but school work's starting to pile up. I'm beginning to feel the pressure. Have an assignment due this Friday, but haven't even started on it. There's plenty of time. But just gotta manage it properly and prioritise my activities.

And it doesn't help that my all tutorial classes got no chai~~! Where got motivation to go for classes liddat? It's a tragedy leh. And I've like only got one class today lor.

I hate Wednesdays! =(

The Caste System!

Apparently I'm not very well loved or popular. In fact I think I'm quite the opposite.

Last week:

Friend : You going for *******'s Birthday?
Foong : I wasn't invited.
Friend : Oh..

Today:

Friend : You going for *****'s Birthday?
Foong : She didn't invite me.
Friend : At least you save on the present la.

Tamade! I really so bad meh? I so GORGEOUS it's NOT MY FAULT WHAT~~!! =P

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The existence of a caste system within our ranks has been well documented, but never defined. So here goes..

The GLHF
The lowest level of existence, the GLHF form the bottom of the social pyramid, feeding off scraps left unwanted by the TRICKSY and the SAGGF caste. Members in this caste are known for low self confidence, constant declaration of love to other guys, and holding girls hands when drunk. Other documented symptoms include excessive backside tearing and locking of oneself in his room daily with a Diablo2 box in hand.

The ZOTGGI
The commoner's caste. Trapped a vicious cycle of suffering, the ZOTGGI spends their time between avoiding the dreaded drop into the GLHF caste and harbouring the dreamy hopes of a promotion into the TRICKSY caste. The ZOTGGI usually spend their time trying to secure target sources without sucess, with the hardcore usually being capable of any means to do so. The milder members of this caste usually spends their times surfing for pictures of pretty girls on the net and writing lame articles like this one. Also been known to be regular visitors of Gay Street in Aussie.

The TRICKSY
The TRICKSY caste is a result of evolution. It did not exist until a couple of years ago. Because of the great leap between the SAGGF and the ZOTGGI classes, the massive void in between has resulted in the birth of a 'middle class', the bourgeosis, the TRICKSY caste. Only the best and the most hardworking of the ZOTGGI make it to this class. Members of this class are known to attend many Orientation Camps, and replying when asked by the GLHF and ZOTGGI, "Don't have la! Dam jialat lor! Where got?". Also been know to rush off after football games for OG outings, miss drinking sessions with buddies and most importantly go MIA for prolonged periods without any prior notice.

The SAGGF
The highest level of attainment before nirvana. If the TRICKSY are the bourgeosis, then the SAGGF are the the undisputed aristocrats. Having reached the pinnacle of mental and physical satisfaction, they own all before them. What's joining your buddies for beer, football, shopping etc etc? I'm SAGGF! The rest of you fuck spider~ However because of their attainment, they do leave scraps which explains why the GLHF and the ZOTGGI still stick to the SAGGF like parasites.

(Any similarities with any person living or dead is merely a coincidence. Please don't kill me)

Wan Dan T_T

I accidentally kicked over some offerings last night~

Arghhhhh!

This time want to don't sway also difficult liao la... =(

Whoever's Up There Still Loves Me

For those of you interested.. about the trials..

HAhahAHAHahaHAHahhA~!

What did you expect? It's ME leh!


..
...


I failed... T_T

It's disappointing...

But guess someone up there was trying to comfort me. I saw 5 chiobus' on the way home! And the one at Tiong Bahru was damn fucking rub-my-eyes-I don't-believe-it stunning~~ (NO, I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT "PRINCESS KERK")

" Just looking at her makes my day" kinda chio~ Cannot take it. *nosebleeds* T_T

To quote Dennis, " she 'Akuma 天 ' me!" T_T (I know it doesn't make sense, but when was the last time Dennis made sense.)

And to Tic and Hairy, thanks again for dropping by and thanks for coffee~ =)

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Anyway Hairy asked me yesterday what my aims were.

" To do well in school lor."

" Besides that? "

" Erm, saGGf? "

" Besides that? "

" Er... "

Guess I need to start thinking harder about that. Watch this space~ =)

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想飛到 那最高最遠最灑脫, 想擁抱 在最美麗的那一刻

GL HF~ Part 2

Arghhhhh.. Do or die todaY~~ Wish me luck! I need it~~ =)

Slipknot Concert

Kerk at tonight's Slipknot concert :

Jiken : got ppl wear bloody mask
Jiken : " TAKE UR MASK OUT !!! "
Jiken : Kerk : " ITS NOT A MASK !! "

Evil..

GL HF~

Soccer trials today! Wish Johnny and I luck! =)

And Ky, don't fail your driving the 3rd time ya =P, good luck to ya too!
(Look left, look right, then look left again~)

Retarded Tutorial Balleting

Today I had a manual balleting for my tutorial class for one of my modules.

Classes of 14, the first 14 who got their names on the paper. And at "Go!", like the Singaporeans we are, the 100plus animals in the lecture theatre massed to the front to fill their names at the timeslot they wanted. To do it at one shot, instead of class by class is fucking retarded. But that's not all.

My friend and I went to the front and joined the queue for a timeslot I wanted. He was 5th in the queue, I was 9th.

"Ho say la" I thought. But even before my friend reached the Bastard holding the paper, the class was full! How come? Because the Bastard simply wrote all his friend's names first. And I'm still fucking pissed. I don't want to make trouble in school, but at this rate I don't know how much longer I can endure these retarded people.

If I didn't get my slot because I was taking my own sweet time to make my way to the front I accept it. But I managed to get into 9th position! Because this wasn't a popular timing! Lau cheeby. That I cannot accept. That this Bastard has no integrity to do his appointed job properly without bias. I am fucking pissed because my time table is screwed and it shouldn't have been.

Fucking Bastard! I hope his parents get into a car accident, his father gets stuck in, bleeds to death in extreme pain as the firemen try to free him. His mother survives only to see the his father dying in such pain, gets into depression and decides to jump off a building, only to land on his grandmother/grandfather, killing them both.

Bastard then gets married, and after 10years of trying for a child, his wife finally gets pregnant but only dies during childbirth. And THE FUCKING CHILD'S A STILLBORN! Po bor cheeby si piao kia.

(Its damn childish, but at least I'm venting my frustration)

3 choices of how the tutorial classes for one of my modules was given.
-By maltriculation no.
-By surname.
-By preference.

The original idea was to have pre-allocated slots, but then they decided to allow preferencial groups. Which is a good idea. BUT IF YOU WANT TO FUCKING DO IT THEN PLEASE DO IT PROPERLY~! What's the point in allowing choice if in the end it comes down to
-Who knows the class rep (The person with the paper)
-Who's the fastest to the queue
-Who's the most kiasu to standby infront.

Kiasu to the extent of sharing lecture room chairs on the front row. Sitting in between them. Fucking animals.

We are fucking university students. WE ARE NOT PLAYING SURVIVOR. OR RUGBY. Or something along those lines.

At the very least do it in a systematic way. Maybe to call out timing by timing so those interested can make their way down, so that a scenario of 100 kiasu motherfuckers pushing and rushing forwards at the same time does not occur.

Or people like Bastard can be supervised. So that there's actually integrity in the system, and the organisers can spot people like Bastard who have no integrity, so we can all step on that bloody cockcroach.

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On this topic, the other day I was at the interchange queueing for the bus. I'm sure we've all seen animals disguised as humans just cutting in from the side when the bus comes so they can grab a seat. So that happened, and an ah pek behind just went:

"Ay bo pia tui. Buay pai seh ah, boooo"

I thought that was damn amusing, but how those animals can carry on cutting the queue as if nothing happened and not feel the least embarrassed is beyond me. I was amazed.

Maybe this is what we call "uniquely Singaporean". Should've featured this on NDP.

And the animals in my lecture group. (Not all, just those few crowding infront, and especially those so desperate they sat on the arm rest of the front row seats)

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Anyway on a totally unrelated note, I don't usually read blogs of people whom I don't know but I've been reading this particular one quite often. Besides the occasional bouts of ranting, and the chessy title, otherwise I think she writes extremely well and is a very good read. Do check it out if you've bored.

(Kerk's a fan too so you know you're in good company)
(No, I'm not lifeless I just happen to be very free)
(Fuck, just realised the colour codings used are very similar. I swear it's a coincidence T_T )

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Just got home from katong. The bak chor mee is very nice wor. You people must come to the east more often lah. Don't be a west-sider all your life! How about today! =P

Wah long entry. But still not sleepy. Jialat...

First Day Of School

Was in school yesterday attending classes for the first time. And it struck me that it's time to work hard. I've never been serious ever since I started schooling, I've never stepped out of an exam feeling that I've put in my best, and I've always let less important things get in the way of my studies. But it's time to change all that. Let's hope I manage to keep this positive spirit up! =)

"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle

Magician's Nephew

I found the book you wanted to borrow Kerk.


Before The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe

I opened it and then..


What the hell~

Very shameless lor, my brother. He had this bad fucking habit of writing his name on my books he brought to school for reading periods.


This was a Christmas gift to me lor~ Lau Cheeby~

That's my darling little brother for you. Bugger who reads the Newpaper I buy everyday but wants to claim 70cents from me for the couple of times he's bought it. Sigh....

(Nb, you know I'm fucking bored when I post nonsense like this twice on the same day.)

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In my bordom, I took out my C Maths lecture notes and decided to do abit of revision for statistics in preparation of my coming module. Then I realised, all return to teacher already, sian, want to be hardworking also cannot.

What kind of Friday is this~!?

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A club spokeswoman told www.manutd.com: "Louis Saha has had arthroscopic surgery for damage to the medial meniscus in his right knee. Louis will be out for a number of weeks."

Not again? Bloody parasite. T_T

So Bored

Found a digicam lying around, so took a few pictures. Nothing better to do. Hai.


Back of Cupboard


Ky, The charlie you wan wor, better remember my dvds =P
(I'm damn bored)


View From Bed!
(Really dam bored)

Wah, sibei sian ah.. T_T

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I just realised I've got a NUS Email account!


FOC Programs for the Freshmen will still be carried out as of 1 pm tomorrow (4th August 2005). The venue to meet is at LR427. All students are reminded to bring along an extra set of clothings to change. Sorry for any inconvenience caused.

Thank You & Best Regards,
John Lim Keng Hong
Chairman
Freshmen Orientation Committee 2005


Oops.

Guess I was informed about O-week after all. Only that I only found out that I had a NUS email account today. Sucks. But wasn't really interested anyways..

To all freshmen,

Please be informed that the SDE Head’s Tea will be held in LR427 tomorrow (5th August 2005) at 2.00pm sharp.

During tomorrow’s session, you will be introduced to the respective departments’ teaching staff, some of whom will be taking you in your core modules this semester. The teaching staff in charge of lecturing for this semester’s Year One core modules will also take this opportunity to provide a brief overview of what is to be expected of their respective modules.


Well done, foong!


All students who are taking AR1221 (Ideas and Approaches to Architecture) are required to attend a compulsory briefing tomorrow (3rd August 2005) at 1.00pm, LR427.

At the above-mentioned briefing, students will be entitled to select their preferred project and seminar groups prior to the release of the assignment subject for AR1221. Those who are unable to turn up for this briefing will be randomly assigned to any available seminar and project group.

Fuck, it just gets better and better. =)
But since only tricksy ploy master Yd's gone for the O-week, should be safe la.

(At least now I know I have a NUS Email account! )
(Hopfully not the last person to know tho T_T )

I See Your Point

Just for you Ky. =)