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Fly With Me To The Stars
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My name is Chuz.

Or you could call me Zenn.

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It doesn't nearly always turns out the way it's expected to.
Wednesday 31 March 2010


Hai. It's been shopping and pool for the past 2 days. I'm happy.


Architecture. A very big word, nice sounding and sophisticated. Honestly, up till this point in time, I only have a vague idea what I am getting myself into in the near future.

Having to study for a 5-year degree is no joke, but I will, I hope, get through it, and be registered as an Architect in Singapore, a title which is protected.

I'll do whatever it takes. I'm alr starting my own studies now.


I dont understand. Inaction leads to nothing. And use your heart when dealing with people.

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We are the world we make it out to be.
Tuesday 30 March 2010


Watch that. It's not even vocally amazing or aesthetically appealing, yet it doesn't fail to capture my heart. It's the effort they make to sing that song. It's the feelings they put into the song. It's the way they try to sing despite their lack of proficiency in a language not primarily their own.

If it were you, would you dare? Would you dare stand on that stage in front of several others, knowing very well you dont sing well, but you still would give it a shot? Would you continue singing despite the wrong verse you sang for your first line? Would you make the effort to put on all the make up, even if it's hideous or otherwise?

For all of their effort, I dont see why they should be jeered at or insulted at their lack of vocal talents. Whoever says that all good singers must have a good voice?

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Why? Friends are people who accept you for who you are. (Y)
Sunday 28 March 2010
My body clock is screwed once again. Been sleeping at 12pm and waking at 11pm for 3 days straight.

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Reminiscence.
Wednesday 24 March 2010
Warning! Several blocks of text detected below. Proceed with caution.


All the good ol' times. Some of the memories seem as fresh as yesterday, others as vintage as decades ago, invoking this sense of nostalgia. Sure feels good thinking back about them.

I remember...

When I was in Kindergarten year 1, we were competing to see who could eat more ants off the floor, and dared each other to eat paper.
People of note: David or smth, for we always quarrel. Meiyee or smth, someone who was my playmate in the childcare centre, whose face and home I still rmb.

When I was in Kindergarten year 2, watching Teletubbies every evening, stuck in the childcare centre everyday, the only reprieve was during the weekends, where I get to go home at noon.
People of note: Khairul; my neighbour whom I learnt how to cycle from. We lived just next to each other, becoming some good friends of sort.


When I was in Primary 1(1/7), where West View Pri Sch(WVPS) was situated next to Teck Whye Sec Sch. I could remember having PE in the horribly managed field, where the grass reached our knee caps. One especially fond memory was that I wet my pants in class because the teacher didnt allow me to go to the toilet. Dont laugh, at least I didnt get detected.
People of note: I can still rmb Qian Hui as one of the ones who were in the best class for 6 years as well, and shes damn smart.

When I was in Primary 2(2/7), where WVPS moved to Senja, I cant pick up a distinct memory from this year, so I'll let it pass in that I got a male form teacher.
People of note: No particular recollection.

When I was in Primary 3(3/8), I got another male teacher as my form teacher. No vivid recollection from here as well.
People of note: None here either.

When I was in Primary 4(4/8), I had a horror tigress for a form teacher. I didnt know how I passed it but I sure did. I was practically sitting by the front door learning from her and doing work. I remember it as the year I got to know Sean as well, one of my good friends.
P.s I didnt know how I scored well enough to get into the best class again the following year. :P
People of note: Mdm Ow, my infamous form teacher, I will never forget you. Sean Sim, my best of friends.

When I was in Primary 5(5H), the time I spent was the best of my time in Primary school; along with Primary 6. If I didnt remember wrongly, this was the year which Mr P. Mohan came and taught my class PE. Under his superb tutelage, our class, or at least most of the guys, loved PE and sports alot. The first place we head for when the bell rings for recess would be straight for the field; nowhere else. Every single day. There would be a inter-class frisbee competition every friday as well. Our class had the most talents, or pros, but it wasnt always that our class emerge tops. They were very fun times though. Once, in a knockout game, I tossed the frisbee randomly and it landed gently on a running girl's head, eliminating her. We lost in the end though. The bunch of us were immersed in cards then, starting off from Pokemon, then to Yugioh, and then to WWE and then to Magic The Gathering. And of course, I had the best form teacher anyone could have. I remembered a sandwich making session during Sci class. Kudos to you Miss Lee Lee Cheng aka Mrs Low(Lo?) now.
People of note: I'll merge this with Primary 6 since it's about the same class and it's easier to compile all the activities.

When I was in Primary 6(6H), I remembered having lots of fun with everyone, running about in the courtyard, playing catching and running around in circles. There were also days where we played with water from our water bottles, and everyone get very drenched. I didnt study shit for my PSLE and my results were indeed what I sowed; 227. It felt really bad when half the class got into Special stream and I was stuck with the Express. 11 of my class got into RV, and the rest all scattered into other schools, and with that I gradually lost contact with some.
P.s And that score came after 6 years in the best class. What a disgrace.
People of note: First up on the list will be Miss lee, the superb-est form teacher. And then there are the people whom I played cards with; Jeryl, Sean, Ann Soon, Adam, Yuming, Yu Xuan, Leon, Chong Wee and a few others (pardon me if I missed out names). A special edition for those who did not do homework with me; Chew Ann Soon, my companion in being scolded day after day. Best (Y) Oh yes, I remember Jenny and Michelle. The former always having leg cramps and the latter who is a register number after me and one of the few being in the EM2 band of Chinese.


When I was in Secondary 1(1/4),I was totally complaining from the first step into CCKSS. The hall was damn small compared to WVPS; the whole place was run-down. Bit by bit, I accepted it and continued doing what I left off in Pri school; slacking. This year also marked a sharp turn of performance for my maths, from an A* in Pri sch to B (and gradually failing).
People of note: I remember doing a Project with Jessica Chai and Zhuo na. The people whom I played cards with as well; Tan Wei Lun, Tan Chuan Yong, Ong Cheng Cong. The 3 were the ones whom I ran with for Sports day as well, clinching a Gold in the 4x100m.

When I was in Secondary 2(2/4), I had a memorable camp which I enjoyed for the first time. A memory which pops up is a literature assignment which I got full marks(25/25) for just because 3/4 of the essay was written in extra sophisticated words. God knows why I didnt opt to take literature for O levels.
People of note: The people previously mentioned and a honorable mention for Garrison Goh, who up to now is still an awesome friend.

When I was in Secondary 3(3/4), I met new friends who totally transformed my life. Credits to Jonathan Cheng Zhi Hun and Jason Lim. From the time I knew them, the word 'lessons' changed in definition; from listening in class to chatting outside class. We frequently skipped classes and hanged around the corridors, fearing only Mr Melvin Kong then. I remembered once when 13 of us skipped Physics, and only the people from 3/3 got rounded up.
People of note: Jason Lim, Jonathan Cheng, for all the good and fun times we had in and out of school. Whoever said fun could be quantified? This was the year I got to know Kenny Chow as well, being good friends and having occasional quarrels here and there. Celine Tan, Ng Wei Ling, Pang Tun Li, Tan Hui Ying from the class, epic clique. Ahh yes, Aisha, someone whose words can make you laugh like there is no tmr.

When I was in Secondary 4(4/4), fun was an understatement of what we were enjoying. We had several escapades but it wouldnt be convenient to mention them here. Night studies was more of night enjoyment, and it was superb, since the Art Room was open for slacking everyday. Everyone was preparing themselves for O lvls, all but me, but I wouldnt say I regret having fun with my companions instead of studying. I could have manged my time better but I wouldnt exchange the enjoyable times to get a better score. Afterall, every step is a learning experience. Expectedly, but it was quite surprising to me, I did not get past Os. One year it is.
People of note: The same as the last, with just some additions; my F&N coursework group, and the Art coursework group.

When I was in Secondary 4 year 2(4/3), I was dead serious on studying real hard. Until I stepped into the class on my first day. Poof! Replace mugging with slacking. Of course, I studied, but not to the effect I desired. I made several new friends, who, some up to now, still are my friends. Night studies this time were more academic, doing more memorising than running around. There were good and bad times, but overall, it was more positive than negative. Though, I still cannot be sure if I made the right choice to get into Architecture.
People of note: Valenlyn Chua as the first friend I made, with the many crazy stuff she did; morning studies, night studies and overnight studies. Chia Wan Yi as one good friend who has the tendency to say things that make people burst out in laughter. Grace Koh, the epic ponster who doesnt give a shit. Hema, a night study and Maple companion. Terry, an extremely hyper friend. Nadya, Mac study companion who m.m.s. Then there is this XX. Epic pass friend. I can just name out everyone in class and write a memory related but I'm afraid my brain will burst before I can finish. So therefore, I'ma just pen down the names; Mdm Prema, Miss Chow, Eugene Ong Shao Yang, Zhu Ling Jie and the list goes on. I'll put names in for as long as I can rmb.

Pardon if I miss out any names because I cant possibly pour out all the details in just one post. Rest assured my memories contain everything.

I had my first real work experience in January, 20th to be exact, and straight away was embroiled deeply into the politics. The work was damn fun though, wasn't tiring in the least, and I reaped much experience. Not to mention the great moments spent.

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And it's this time of the year again.
Monday 22 March 2010
Hai it's 22nd March.






I dreamt of participating in a war at Yishun. Like wow shotgun. The mrt station was L shaped. Pass dream.

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Erza
Thursday 18 March 2010
That's the embodiment.


I really could care less, and it makes it wonder.


Living now is a chore.

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Poke?
Wednesday 17 March 2010

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The clever is favoured.
Monday 15 March 2010
K pass, I'm still in, just that I have to make 1 more trip down to my prospective school. I was thinking that the design block was near to the gate prior to my visit to SP today, but hell was I mistaken. At least it's not the other end of the sch. Mental note to self; the carbonara at Food court 4 is not carbonara.


Why should 1 small blip harm the whole ship? It just doesn't make sense does it? But sometimes the blip manifests (ccb I keep typing magnifest) itself to a point beyond tolerance. 忍一时风平浪静,退一步海扩天空。(I typed that myself!)

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Oh my.
Sunday 14 March 2010
Count your blessings if you see me in SP because I have yet to submit everything but the medical check-up. (Y)

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In and out in a flash.
Tuesday 9 March 2010
I'm out of Novus, after a one and a half month stint. It feels good, in that I dont have to work anymore; having to wake up early everyday and doing the opening and closing of the cafe. It feels kind of sad too, as I'll have to say I've learnt several things from there, and also spending time with the people there.


Now that I'm back to rotting at home again, it feels very empty with nothing to do. I'd prefer a busy life once again, but I'm lazy to find a job again.


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