Edited this out of fun and a little bit of inspiration from a website.
This. Something which I wanted to do a few months ago, but my previous computer couldnt support the huge amount of text needed, so I had to drop that. Now, the result speaks for itself doesnt it? p.s Helvetica is a damn nice font.
I have been playing for the past 4 days, which is a waste of time undoubtedly. I should get the video over and done with. It is kind of giving me an excuse to get on the comp.
Ok something on the physic re-prelim. It was expectedly easier, but unexpectedly short. I took 1 hour and 5 mins to finish both Mcq and paper 2. To think my request for early dismissal was approved too.
Now now, it's the holidays, but it's not the time to let up yet. So i guess my physics and most other subjs are covered for now, which leaves maths in the dust. My maths teacher now keeps saying that the things are very straightforward, but it does not apply to everyone. If you dont have a fucking proper foundation like me, things can be tricky indeed.
A repertoire of skills is very important, for it will last you through your life. But it's kind of depressing to see that there are professionals, many of them mind you, who peddle their trade everywhere, which makes the market damn saturated, i.e photoshop professionals who have their own sites and everything.
Right now, I am only at the bottom of the mountain. When I look up, I see a steep face of the mountain, with stepping stones, but few and far between.
First and foremost, I shall give a big tank-cute you to Tan Hui Ying, for pulling me out of deep shit and also doing loads of sai-kang. I was coercedwas forcedwas threatenedwas bullied intowas held at gunpoint wrote this willingly.
Ok let's get started on my F&N practical today. Let's drool over the dishes I have cooked shall we?
Supposed to be pink. Dori fillet in pea-mint. Scrambled eggs. Chicken salad. Family Photo.
Yes yes, I know. Control ur saliva please. And I know most of you will be thinking either,"Oh noes! LcM is teh proz0r in teh cooking. Ownz0r me." or "The upcoming of a brilliant chef."
But no. It's not going to happen. Wanna know why? Becos, even tho the food looks superb, the taste is ... uhmm ... "indescribable".
In any case, you wouldn't want to eat it, even if you are deprived of food for like 100000 million years, maybe except for the smoothie.
But it was still a good effort from me nonetheless, so I deserve a round of raucous applause. And an Oscar award for best aesthetically produced dishes of all time.
Oh, and all these did not happen for nth. I had to rush down to Prime mart and NTUC to get some MIA ingredients, and those that couldn't be found, forsaken. Credits to Hui Ying for helping me choose.
I took 30mins more than the allocated time, but i guess it was worth it, except for the tasting part. Yuck.
And I was like walking ard the kitchen looking for my stuff, not aimlessly, until my leg muscles literally almost disintegrated.
So... I guess I am not made out to be an excellent chef. I should try going for a chemist course someday... ACID CARBONATE? Salt+water+carbon dioxide.
Ughh. My palms still smell of mint. So if you were lazy to read the above, today is summed up as a disastrous day. Salvaged by my ingenuity.
Yay, I am soo looking forward to english tmr. Just hope I can at least know my marks for my compo. That would be enough. But it's gonna be hell of a long day, with F&N camp commencing tmr.
NO ONE IS STOPPING ME FROM GETTING MY WINTER MELON!!! I shall prevail as the last survivor!!!
GG. I think I got a sore throat. Guess it came from eating too much today. Ahh, it sucks to have a feeling that something is lodged in your throat and the stupid thing is that you cant force it down or up. I shall break my personal record of drinking 5 glasses of water.
Man, my F&N coursework is still stuck at decision making. And I have no intention of doing it atm. Laziness is sure hard to kick off. Persistent lil twerp. And it's time to get my ingredients for my prac soon. Hope it doesn't turn out to be a complete fiasco. Oh, and there's also SS to worry about. Damn.
Today was rather iffy. Went to sch for just 1 1/2 hr but due to the SGC, I stayed back till 4+. And when we(me, Jason, Jonathan) went to hand in the self-assessment form, I noticed every class's tray is empty. How conscientious of us. At least I got 1 less burden to worry about.
It has been a long time since I last used Pshop. Shall do some works with it soon. And I was reminded of my CCA's promotion vid. How timely. I shall display 'em on sunday I guess.
Recently, there seems to have an influx of bloggers into the blogosphere. Welcome and have a nice day.
There is a void in my heart. And it's increasing in volume every moment.
I wonder when I will get dengue, at the rate I am being bitten by the mozzies. Maybe my blood is too alluring to resist. But I'd rather get an illness that kills me straight, rather than one that induces a slow, painful death. Speaking of deaths, the earthquake in China didn't make me flinch, nor did I sense any scintilla of pity or indignance in me. Reckon it was because of my aversion to China or that I just cant be bothered.
*A change of skin due to difficulty in navigation. Cant find a btr skin -.-*
Same script, different cast. I see the same things that I had fun over when I was younger, the jubilance and exult of those activities, water spraying, catching, hopscotch, blah blah blah, those days were fun, albeit short. How much life have changed, to the extent that good friends in pri sch ends up as Hi-Bye friends on the streets. Perhaps cos i reneged on my promise that I would go back to pri sch every Teacher's day, only to do something else at the last min. If only something can be done to make up for all the lost time. 2 songs which brings back all the memories and tears.
Graduation-Vitamin C
That's What Friends Are For-Dionne Warwick
And the days of hell shall descend upon us soon, when it is supposed to be a holiday, we have to burn our brains out for half of it, and revise for the other half. I am not exactly looking forward to it, but I would gladly let it pass, for the sake of the final hurdle. Still cant find the sense of urgency in me yet, even at such a crucial time, when the first paper, for most, will be taken in 2 days time. But I feel quite assured that I will pass it, and hopefully clinch a B4.
Good luck to everyone taking the paper. May luck be with you. And me.
Fuck procrastination. I mean it. It's going straight to the bin aft this post. Let the unfinished be finished; undone done; untold told. Today is the day, for me to turn onto the path of enlightenment. Fuck all those who tries to stop me, including those games that I have been playing. At least for now.
*I need to know if my blog is slow-loading. If proved positive, I will have to change a skin.*
So, all those things that I have to do (not in any order) includes: 1) IT Club promotion vid 2) English files and hmwk 3) 4/2 class tee design (I know I'm not from 4/2 but I was asked for a favour from zac.) 4) SS file 5) NYAA 6) Chinese revision*********************** 7) Buy sweets for tmr
That looks like a rather long list eh?
The new "special" group for "special" ppl is imho not gonna work out. When I sat down in class, I had planned to do the mock paper seriously. Just as I started, I was asked to go to the CO rm, whr I am supposed to "study" in a more "conducive" environment. Other than air-con, a teacher(not that he is incompetent), mostly ppl of my calibre, and a different scenery, it's more or less the same. But I totally lost my mood thr. Endured thru 3 hrs of hellish boredom. I would rather study with frens or solo, with the former being a btr choice. If only they would just leave us, or at least me, to our own devices.
Haiz... What luck. Played basketball the day before, and made friends with 4 blisters namely, Bleb, Bulla, Tom and Harry. They were segregated two by two, both on identical locations. And I murdered them ytd. How I regretted it. The remains are so sensitive that it caused me pain before, during and after school, up to this very second.
Freaking limped to sch due to dead blisters, and oh, luck, bad ones, was bestowed on me right when I stepped into sch when a pang of stomache struck me, which left me numb and chilly. And it turned into a bout of diarrhoea which acted as some sort of anaesthetic and made me sleepy, which I couldn't resist. Slept abit in Maths and Chem, and most of the lesson of Geog. More or less recovered aft recess. But I am still limping. Damn.
Woah, mock papers are taking up my life. But I have to do 'em. For if it gets me a pass, or preferably a B, in Chinese, I shall be freed from the grip of Chinese, previously a subject of disinterest.
Mind being bogged down by limitless problems, of which are my cca's promotion vid, F&N coursework, results, maintaining relationships with ppl and studies. I have to find away to solve them all, but the panacea is evading me atm. Don't have the mood to do certain things recently. Gotta wake up from my reverie.
What a time to update, in the unearthly hours in which most ppl would be sleeping. But it's also a time of peace and serenity, with no one to interrupt the idyllic surroundings. Okay let's continue with the post.
I am currently learning how to play basketball.
Wait.
Stop laughing if you are.
I said STOP.
STOP!
Ok let's not digress. It seems simple enough but I tend to slap the ball to kingdom come rather than to catch it, which Garrison and Kenny kept harping on. And it will remain a habit which will be hard to change. Oh, the reason for wanting to learn? I nid a physical recreation for my Nyaa and also to boost my fitness. But the session proved otherwise. My control, or the lack thereof, makes me either shoot too damn hard or too damn soft when I tried to reduce the force. So more practice there.
Zomg, I predicted a borderline fail, at best, for my paper 1 and a borderline pass, at bestest, for paper 2. Ok let's skip paper 1 since I am renowned for my lack of chinese vocabulary. But I did try my best. But i rue the fact that if question 3 had come out for english composition, I bet I will ace it. Yes, I am THAT confident.
Paper 2 was a case of wastage of time. I was like stuck at the first passage for like 30-45 mins? So that left me with approximately 45 mins left for the rest of the more impt passages. But the 1st passage bangla sia, don't understand head or tail of it. And the consequence was that I failed to complete the last three questions. Ok what's gone is gone. Cross my fingers and hope for a pass.
Uber thirsty today, and when I went down to buy a drink, there was a insect galore I think. Saw a huge grasshopper, huge fly and huge cockroach. Don't worry, I didn't scream like a gay. Gays reading this blog pls don't feel offended. I merely stated gays were like sissies. Oops did I say something? *Ahemsissiesahem*
Woah, just came back home and I am feeling like as though I just ran a marathon. The simple picture below shows what my poor legs have been through. And it was all due to a noob called Jason. Rofl. Ya, and Mrs ngoh.
My hair is damnnnn short. Not that I mind tho. At least I can take heart in that there will always be ppl with shorter hair than me ;) I wonder if my coming to school on time is worth a celebration. Today, quite a few ppl exclaimed that "Wah, you nvr late ah?" Hello~ I am not and don't want to be a habitual late-comer. Maybe I should hold a party to commemorate the last day I shall be late. Ever.
"Acid base, chu ming?" What a ubiquitous question. As always, "Salt and water." Wonder if shes picking on me or just testing me. But it does have it's uses. The answer is stuck to my mind now. How great. Oh, and the other bases too. As promised, I shall create MY OWN acronyms to enable easier learning. Watch here, heh.
Zomg. Realised I didn't blog for 5 days alr. And it was only when i had wanted to update it did I notice that my procrastination skills are still as potent. Tons of things happened in the previous days, with the more enjoyable ones near the end of the week. Sometimes, opportunities don't present themselves when you need them to, but come in abundance when uncalled for. If only there was some balance. Or maybe it was because I didn't grasp it tight enough.
Hectic days are descending like rain. Priorities remain unclear; procrastination rife. And so, sec 4s have stepped down from their CCAs with some poignance here and there, accompanied by some touching comments from the juniors. And it is not free time, as the time slots are conquered and taken over by remedials. Wonder when night classes are coming in. Still skeptical about my sciences, which will be the determining factor, together with some other subjects, of where I will go in a few months time.
Sien, gotta cut my hair after being caught by Kong, albeit it took a long time for him to notice. And friday was really a weird day, with my being on Prema's whitelist(think opposite of blacklist) and mrs ngoh changed attitude. Instead of demanding me to do like 10 pages on coursework B, she told me to hand in what I have. How weird.
Need help for Chinese, Physics, Chem, Maths, SS and Geog. In short, it's an EMERGENCY! Would appreciate any help rendered. Thanks
Cripes. Detention is getting boring. Have to stop waking up so late to prevent a backlash effect from occurring. And I seriously need some sleep to get rid of the zombie in me. Being deprived of sleep is like walking a marathon without any breaks or refreshments, with the only difference being it is not that physically taxing, with most of the effects on the mental side. Gotta stock up on apples real soon, to keep my eyes open a tad longer.
Been doing loads of Photoshopping recently, which explains my lack of commitment in doing hmwk. And sad for today's post, there will be no pictures. Aww, that's sad eh?
Resolution for the day :
Finish English transcripts.
Prepare myself mentally for tmr's graduation party torture.
Aha, it was so much fun meddling with Photoshop. I grossly overslept today, waking up only at 8.15am. And I am going to get a freaking detention for that. How naize. More or less missed chem, and english was a silent affair, with everyone intently concentrating on their work lest the dormant volcano erupts. Not saying prema is a spitfire or smth, but shes scarey when she explodes. And so it was peaceful while it lasted. Uh, physics was totally like spanglish to me, completely alien. And blah blah blah, reached home and did some Photoshopping till now. And the products are just below, as expected. Now now, read on and don't scroll down.
It feels so weird that a person's temperament can change like the weather - always changing and fickle. It baffles me how different sides of people can present themselves and are strikingly opposites like the 2 sides of a coin. Nehmind, it was just some random comments here and there.
This is the first, the easier of the two I did, due to its simplicity and minimised usage of vibrant colours. Rather realistic, don't you think?
Hmm, and this is the first picture of the second work I did. Contemplated making a mouseover effect but was too hard>.< src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKlU5SPtGNFOsKQzY0aNYMggNA4sdLkqVDbL_19m1guf__9TOVRGcE2be1K2hgg7Hy8NX2b0FOZ0Zf5ADOkBloJ2DChKQyjpJVR3KIRZZO67TyrCyFLbDfdqGP7SMKdCuuZf_7Lu8nxJX3/s320/Vista+Menu+2.jpg">
Uh huh, and this is the second picture of the second work. I personally find it btr than the one above. Ya know, opinions are like butts - everyone has one. And yeah, I need ur opinions(not butts) on whether this or the one above is naizer.
Lol, today was so slack. Wandered ard the sch like nobody's business. Had a few laughs here and there. Oh, and i finally understood maths. I think it took me like 10000000 years alr. Finally my brain is beginning to function, properly. It's not everyday I understand everything the tcher taught. Oh, I supposed i ran the race of my life today, nabbing a 24th position in the 2.4km run. It may not seem much to most of you, but for a person who always, I repeat always, gets positions ranging from 60-90, it's a job well done. And today's english lesson was informative, as usual. However, I cant seem to grasp the stressing part. Have to practise more on that.
Passed by the flat which I used to live in, and nostalgia flooded me. I can still rmb vividly every single detail about it, down to my kindergarden, which I kinda miss. The smell of it brings back both happy and amusing memories. How I wish life is so simplistic like it was when I was young, but it's like trying to turn back the clock, which is remotely impossible. Back then, there would be no feuds, quarrels, arguments, or defiance, tho they can add spice to life. How I wish...
Something abstract. Done with Pshop. Will upload 1 more when it's done. Promise. Nth impressive, brushing up my rusting skills before making something truly fantasticah. Watch this space for more masterpieces.
There was a newspaper story about a psychic midget who escaped from prison. The headline read . . . "Small Medium at Large"
If you have alr been offended by the mere 4 letters above, pls leave for there is more to come.
Everything that can go wrong went wrong. The day was going fine till english, when my memory failed me and I got a fucking contemptuous glare from her. That was okay; just the tip of the iceberg. MT remedial was fairly enjoyable. And here comes the real deal - NAPFA. Sit-ups improved, standing broad jump improved, sit and reach improved, pull ups improved. What irked me was the timing I got for my shuttle run.
10.1 secs
What a FUCKING fall from grace from 8.9 secs. Notice the FUCKING difference. 1 whole second. And n the spur of the moment, I mouthed "fuck" and got 50 push ups as a result, and a speech. It was just one year and a change of shoes. Does it really warrant a 1 second delay? Fucking frustrated. I feel so numb, even when I hit something harder than my bones. Currently on the cusp of ultimatum of exasperation. When it goes over, all hell shall break loose. And its the last fucking run i will ever take part in. Must it rly result in a debacle of a run? This has brought me to the point of "Jack of all trades, Master of none." When I was once good at shuttle run, even fatasses can own my timing now. Imagine the indignation. Cant fucking tell what I am good in right now. Now a short distance runner turned has-been. Fuck the shoes, fuck shuttle run, fuck everything else.
Aww man, today sucks as much as Manure do. Ok so I woke up at 8am exactly, dilly dally here and thr, did my compre then strolled to sch. Oh, I saw a dog abuser on the way. Fucking using a branch to whip the piteous dog. What deplorable behaviour coming from a child. Hope he gets bitten by it and have his head shredded into millions of pieces of flesh. Uh so I continued my arduous journey to school (bullshit), had to be so suay to meet mrs ngoh in the GO. Kena nagging for like 10 mins before being allowed to go back to class. No wonder most tchers are good public speakers; they train it on us. No P.e. sucks man, unless it is a 2.4km run. Hah, no training at all of the 5 stations before the napfa tmr which was told only today. Shuttle run ftw. And the day continues into the evening filled with monotony.
Okay, fuck the comp. Need to freaking get my arse off the chair and do some serious work. For one, I can brush up on the english I m using to blog now. Looks like summary points eh? Did too much English hmwk I guess.
Woo, finally a day which I can sleep early =D God bless me, if I am late, I would love to see anyone but mrs ngoh in the GO.
Off to bed. Do not disturb. Trespassers in my dreams risk being prosecuted in court. More details when i wake up.
What a beech. Intransigent to the point that one student got violent. I almost did too, but I restrained myself. With her sharp tone and the way she handle things, it came as no surprise that violence became an outlet to release the anger. Spin tales well too, when leong was asked to come in, she said he sat himself on her seat, when it was that SHE asked HIM to sit there due to lack of space. Acting innocent is her forte, and is she good at reasoning or what. Her way that is, which means not listening to what the fuck I want to say. Maybeh its kind of a generation gap or smth, when someone replied to her in an audible voice, not even loud, she said of it of answering back to her. There are still loads of other incidents, but am lazy to type them down. In 90 mins, more than 5 incidents happened. Blah, an apotheosis of a tcher.
Did nth much except to sit in the kitchen and endure the stinging sensation in my eyes caused by the onions. Cca was pretty slack. Finally a day when I can get some badly needed sleep which I have been deprived of from the start of the term. I can foresee a hell of a hectic year in front of me, due to dissatisfaction in my CIP hrs and aim to get an A1 for Leaps. Cant think of shit to do as physical recreation. Suggestions would be gladly entertained.
Sheesh. Loads of hmwk undone which have to be done today, by hook or by crook. Just the thought of it brings me to the brink of giving up, but not yet, not here, not now. I shall muster every iota of energy and complete them in one shot. Today was an exhausting day, being unable to concentrate due to lack of sleep which is starting to become a daily affair. Today will be no different.
I find debates over the verisimilitude of the afterlife intriguing. Heaven, Hell, Reincarnation or Nothing? I shall take my stand with Reincarnation. Don't ask me why I am thinking of this. It just came across my mind as I was thinking about the future. What's your stand? No insult of any particular religion will be tolerated.
Omg. I was late again, and indirectly evaded the attire check. Today's pe wasn't that fun. 2.4km runs just aint my cup of tea. No stamina to last the distance. Hmm, and aft recess was total slacking, truly an exhausting and boring day. Wah, still got loads of stuff undone. Cant sleep even if I wan to.
With Age comes Maturity, but sometimes Age comes alone. Haa, how true. Some ppl at this point of life are still living their life as tho they are still children and talking like the mentally-challenged. With time, the product of their immaturity will show and I shall wonder if they will still be so sanguine.
Shall find time during the wkend break to do some graphic designing. My skills are getting rusty and need a brushing up. Think I will post some products up here. No wet blanket ty.
Well, today was both an interesting and monotonous day. The motivational workshop was better than what i expected. The "Facing The Giants" excerpt left a deep impression on me, its like the quintessential motivation. And also, I was jolted out from my reverie which I was in from the start of this year, when the coach mentioned the Nursing course, a hugely unpopular path taken by those who have no other routes to Uni. No offence to those taking Nursing, its just not my cup of tea. It shall spur me on to greater heights, to a course that will be of my liking. It was a surprise that I could last 4 hours listening without doing what i do least - sleep.
It was English aft that, during which we had to do a timed paper, which I remotely did not have any interest in doing at that point of time. Nonetheless, I completed all but the summary, which spells G_G for me. At least I had a sense of satisfaction in finding all 15 points, which I rarely do. Went back to sch to take a look at my results, absolutely horrendous is the phrase to describe them. It doesn't matter. I shall surprise everyone, myself included, with my results aft the mid year exams, when I go into study overload.
Upgrading the fishing rod. The time will come when I go out to sea.
Ahhhh~ It should have been an eventful day at the stadium today. It was, but in a negative aspect. I was like looking at how pathetic some of the Red House runners are. Think they were coerced to run, which is like running for the sake of running. I ran in the 4x100m which I believed I fared pretty fairly. We got a 4th which wasn't too bad, tho we could have gotten a 2nd runner-up spot if we pushed abit more. The second race i ran in deserves a paragraph of its own. So here goes:
We lagged behind abit at the start, but we got back as it went on. We were gradually catching up with the 3rd runner and by the time the baton was going to be passed to me, it mysteriously dropped to the ground and it fucking got kicked by a random noob who did not want us to win. And so by the time the baton was picked, we were alr behind everyone and tried to catch up to no avail. That drop of the baton turned the tables on us and we suffered the ignominious fate of obtaining a position which never in my secondary sch life been gotten - L-A-S-T. Fuck it man. And I have been fucking teased about that incident from the time of release.
It's time to get back to sch and do some serious work which require much more commitment than just listening to the teacher drone on in a tone reminiscent of the incessant rain.
And how true of the proverb "It never rains, but it pours." It's like aft I lost the race, I went home and found out that my I.C. was lost. together with some other impt things with sentimental value. Oh well, I will just have to take everything that comes my way.
Currently praying hard that my fever symptoms endure until at least tmr which will enable me to skip 1 day of sch. Adios!
Fuck. Ostracised from the class in another subject. It's like I am totally in a different class all together. Let's see what subject next I will be in isolation yet again. What's the point of segregating ppl into groups when even if they are separated, they are still the same? But that's just my laziness pulling me down into the abyss of no-future. But when you are down, the only way is up. So, aft a brief visit to hell, I shall slowly but surely emerge from the monster of a pithole unscathed.
Aft days of pondering and mulling over life, I decided to view thing in a positive perspective and change the way I react to certain matters. It is worthless stoning thinking about somethings, when the time can be better utilised to complete tasks and ameliorate any bad spots. So I am back, better and meaner than ever.
