Tuesday, May 31, 2005

::Complain, complain.

Dont take bus no. 74 in the evenings. It will sure break down halfway. Yesterday, we were all chased off the bus because it broke down. Then today, the bus kept groaning and stopping and threatening to break down and not move. I wonder what they're doing with the money collected from the increases in bus fare. Since they're so rich and keep making profits, they should buy a few more new buses. Stop overworking the poor old buses lah. Let them take a rest.

People, don't anyhow make fun of people who are reading their textbooks in between lesson lah. I dunno about you, but I joined DIT cause I like it even though I qualify for JC admission, I came here to learn and not to play and slack, I'm planning to go to university after this, and I don't like indulging in idle chit chat that much either. Okay?

Just blew alot of money on books. I feel poor now.

On a happier note, my friend's bike (as in motorbike, not bicycle) has been repaired. He said it skidded. Strangely, my bike (bicycle this time) also had to be sent for repairs cause guess what? It skidded. (It's repaired and back by my side now btw) These two wheeled vehicles, they always skid. Strangely, I've never seen that happen to skate scooters. Wonder why. Maybe we should all ride skate scooters.


Monday, May 30, 2005

::Reels in confusion.

I signed up for cycling and I don't know why. I don't know if I should have either. I don't know if I should regret it or what. Came out thinking 'what did I do that for?' I'm confused. I dunno. Should I have gone CCA-less? It seemed unthinkable some time ago but now it sounds perfectly logical. I dunno. Tell me what. Cause I don't have the answers.

Got my leg caught in the bus door on the bus home. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Wanted to bring him down, but no one thought the same way as I did. Installed stuff. Took bloody long. Thoughts are kinda messy cause I'm still feeling stunned. Stunned at I-don't-know-what.

Gwen, Evon, anybody, I really need to bike with you guys. I feel totally stressed. Make it the next available weekend, anywhere, argh whatever.


Sunday, May 29, 2005

::Bugs? Whaat?













Your Deadly Sins



Sloth: 100%

Envy: 40%

Gluttony: 40%

Greed: 40%

Pride: 40%

Lust: 20%

Wrath: 20%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 43%

You will get bugs, because you're too lazy to shoo them off. And then you'll die.



::And it rained for ever and ever, amen.

Finally got off my fat ass and brought my bike for repairs. Decided to bring it back to the shop I bought it from. Rode all the way there (yes, I am crazy) and guess what? The shop was closed. >_<

So I cycled to the other bike shop, the one I bought my other bike from. Felt bad about asking them to fix it for free, so I ended up buying a pair of pegs from them.

Well, so what became of my bike?
Well, turns out that it's the handlebars which are twisted so they can't do anything about it except bend them back into place. Which they did. That is all.

Then it rained. And I was stranded at the bike shop looking at all the beautiful (but very expensive!) bikes all the way until 3-something when the rain got smaller and I cycled home in the rain all wet and sad and only had my lunch at almost 4pm.

Just for your info: People, from now onwards, I'm only free on weekends, unless you want to wait till 5 something. Get used to it.


Saturday, May 28, 2005

::I can't wait to go to school. How amazing.

"for basic photography, we are required to purchase a SLR camera. sigh. i have to spend a lot of money on supplies and stuff. and
i feel so bad asking my parents for more money, because my poly fees are already very much expensive. sigh. more stress yet again"
- from Lixxie's blog

Argh. Buying a bicycle is a big enough purchase for me. If I had to buy an SLR camera for my course, I'd probably quit. Come to think of it, cost was one of the reasons I chose not to do something art related. Art is an ultra money-zapping activity. Imagine having to buy a laptop, art supplies, a super-expensive camera, books, etc. etc. I think I would go broke really fast.

Let's see:
Monday. First day of actual lessons. CCA week. Yum. I am actually looking forward to lessons. How rare.

Visual Basic
Critical reasoning skills
Unix and Windows operating systems

Well, I hope I can cope cuz I am a dian nao bai chi (computer idiot? computer retard?). In fact, our whole row is made out of dian nao bai chi. Wowwee.
Now we can have fun asking each other stupid questions.
I hope my limited knowledge of programming can help me to pull through.
Anyway, sounds quite fun lah. Epecially cuz I dunno VB, can learn something new. Even though some people say that it sucks, but I dunno how true that is.

CCA Week! So exciting!!
What CCA shall I choose?
Whee!!

More urgently: After like almost one week, I still haven't brought my bike to be repaired. (I can still ride it btw, but it's not that safe.) This is depressing. Must do it tomorrow.


Thursday, May 26, 2005

::There are days, and there are flag days.

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Exploring

You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.
You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs.

An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles.
You show people how to question their models of the world.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Modifying

Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you.
You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion.

You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested.
You tend to ground those around you and add stability.



Well, is this contradicting or what.

Anyway, today's Flag Day: I topped my class by collecting $78.45/$78.54, I can't remember which one.
The person after me got $20-something.
I guess the most I can win is a food voucher. Not that I care about what I can win anyway, come on, it's for charity.
Thank you everyone for your support.

In the end, it boils down to your attitude. If you don't give people a black face if they don't donate and still treat them as politely as you treat those who donate, some of them will actually come back and donate money to you. If people feel you have a good attitude, they will be more likely to help you.
Even if somebody doesn't donate, it doesn't make him any less of a person. Nobody is obliged to make a donation. Those that do are actually doing you a favour.
If more people realised that, we would stop hearing complaints about flag day volunteers being rude to people.
But of course, there are also people who are rude to the flag day volunteers.
Argh, everyone stop being rude to each other and try to see things from each others point of view lah.


Wednesday, May 25, 2005

::Another day.

Well, I was late. Again. This time for half an hour only. But didn't make no damn difference cause if you're late for more than 10 minutes they take it that you didn't come at all (this later played a part in my decision to pon during the later half of the day, but never mind). I met my sec school friend Carol on the bus, she was going to Ngee Ann Poly. Her hair had turned brown and she looked and dressed nice. As for me, well, my appearance hasn't changed since primary school. That's why people can still recognise me even though they aren't my super-good bestest friend or what.

What did we have today? More SPICE training (how to use our computer account thingys) in the morning. Singapore Poly is very com-ish, most everything is done through the com with our account thingys. Again (like yesterday, cuz I remember I forgot to mention anything about this) I didn't get a handout cause I was late, but I didn't need it anyway cause the stuff was pretty common sense.

Then we had lunch. I tried out a different foodcourt. The char siew rice was nice. And it only cost $2!!! (this is my favorite part!)

Then we decided to pon the rest of the day. So we did. The end.

Oh, and I found out that if you fall asleep on the bus once you get on (if it's a long journey, that is), you are less likely to miss your stop than if you fall asleep halfway during the ride.

Oh (another oh!), tomorrow is my flag day. It's for the President's challenge thingy. So if you see me standing around with a can tomorrow, must donate okay? Please lah, help me win the bicycle. Oh, can do charity and ji de (accumulate good karma) also. :D


Tuesday, May 24, 2005

::These things always happen to me.

First day of orientation week started wonderfully. I got lost trying to find location MLT2 and then when I finally found it, I realised that I was supposed to be going to MLT12 instead! And I didn't know where and got even more lost looking for it, but soon found out it was on the other side of the poly. Anyway, I got majorly lost and ended up being more than one hour late. See what happens when you have such a bloody big poly?

Anyway, thanks to all the nice people who helped direct me to the correct location. You guys are very nice. Thank you very much.

Mercifully, I found I hadn't missed much. Fucking incredible.

Our personal tutor is a bit beng-ish. He's so beng that his name even has 'Beng' in it. Not surprising cuz he came in in this dragon-dragon shirt and talked alot about how mahjong was like shui hu zhuan (The Water Margin, you know, that book about those 108 people and one of them beat up a tiger and in the end most of them died, oh well you know, you know). And I couldn't make head or tail of it cuz well, I don't know how to play mahjong, and the closest thing I got to playing it was when I downloaded some mahjong game from the internet eons ago and played it using the 'tikam-tikam' (anyhow pick and choose) method.

Then after that came food. I shared a personal pan pizza (hawaiian!!) with someone I just met. She was more comfortable speaking in Chinese. I was more comfortable speaking in English. In the end, it ended up with me speaking some really painful sounding Chinese. We somehow managed to misplace our entire class and take a long long walk round the entire poly looking for the auditorium while I whined (okay, not for the entire journey) about my lack of a bicycle, ie. "We could be like Whee! got there already."

Got to the auditorium *surprise!* early. Sat around waiting for the principal's speech to start. Finally the principal's speech started but it was a DVD. How thoughtful. Anyway, the moment the principal appeared on the screen against a colourful and obviously fake background...

the entire auditorium burst out laughing.

Well, I suppose he anticipated such a response, that's why he sent a poor harmless DVD version of himself to be laughed at. Anyway, it just looked ridiculous.

Then more speeches, most by real people. And lots of videos, some of which were actually quite funny but won't seem that funny if I describe them to you here. Me and abovementioned new friend got into a discussion about ccas during the break (we didn't want to go out and fight over the food), she wants to join archery?! Archery? That's kinda strange. It's not something I'd normally think about (then what do I normally think about? Porn, lame jokes, and sleeping, that's what).

No lah, archery is nice lah. It's like....er.....Legolas? (Pretty obvious that I don't really know much about it huh? Never mind, I can always learn.)

We also got into a discussion about what wuliao (meaningless) activities to pon, cause both of us are slackers and now we can happily pon together. Now I have ponning companion! Yeah!!

And oh yes, the Flag Day. It is really a flag day. With the cans and stickers and stuff. At first, we were really unenthusiastic. Then we found out that we can get prizes!! My friend wants the 15-inch LCD TV. For what for I don't know. I've given up on TV already. There's nothing I'm really dying for, but getting the bicycles would be nice. But anyway I have bicycles already so might just as well leave them to some poor bicycle-less person. Maybe we can both work towards her LCD TV together. Mmmm fun.

(Oh, quite a few girls I met don't know how to cycle and haven't thought of learning. Fucking amazing. It's fun. They should try.)

And then we went home. And I watched some guy sitting beside me sleep for half the journey, we both fell asleep for the other half, and I overshot my stop and fell over him in a desperate attempt to get off the bus fast. mggffffsttttt. Blah.


Monday, May 23, 2005

::No eating.

Well, after I cleaned out my com room I told myself, there will be no more eating in this nice clean room.

Until today, when I decided to use the com while eating a cherry tomato and let's just say I somehow had a little accident with the juice.

No matter how small the food item is, it can still cause a mess. So let's all not eat at the com okay?

Sigh.


Sunday, May 22, 2005

::"True" ghost stories

You know that there's something weird about your new school when you find stuff on the internet about it being haunted. here and here.

Be careful of your bike, esp. if got pegs.

And your guitar also. However, I think that some poor soul who likes playing guitar at night is now missing a guitar.

Even para para gets dangerous.

And art rooms are never very lovely places. Another one here.

Neither are computer labs. Another not so scary one here.


All these brought to you by my boredom and sfogs.com.


::If my friends don't want me no more...

I know my bikes will.

(yes, I am kinda pissed, but don't try to get it cause you probably won't get it anyway. And it's not about my birthday btw in case u were wondering.)

Anyway, feel like going back to SN, but no one else seems to be going, and I don't know if I should go back anyway, cause there are people I don't really want to see, and whom I think don't really want to see me either, and people that I don't really feel comfortable with anyway. I don't really miss anyone there. What I miss is the surroundings. But don't think I can get in by saying, "I miss the place, can I go in?" Don't even know if I should go at all. Sigh. Should have gone during sports day.


Saturday, May 21, 2005

::I think you just have hang-ups.

So said my sis when I told her that my maths sucked.
No, my maths doesn't suck! Really!! It's just that I'm no good at factorisation. But that's cause factorisation sucks.

Lixxie has a lovely new blog layout.

ARRRGGGGHHH!!!!! Wet games!!! I HATE WET GAMES AND I HATE YOU!!!!!
Just realised that orientation week includes wet games. I hate wet games (like you didn't know that already). In fact, I hate them so much I once ran away from Art club cause they wanted to play wet games and my juniors were dying to throw waterbombs at me or empty a pail over my head or something. And anyway, I didn't bring spare clothes. So I whined at the teacher and at last he said, "Ok lah, you can go home". The trick is to choose teachers that you think will buy your nonsense and appeal to their sense of the pointlessness of wet games ie. "I didn't bring any spare clothes and I'll have to walk home all wet and anyway, it's pretty pointless right? I really really hate wet games! etc."
But it's orientation what. I can't just pon, otherwise I won't know what is happening. Bah.
Hell, I hate water. I don't even swim. (But I bathe!! Really!! Trust me...)

"Some ppl won't ffeel (sic) the way i do, and will probably see it as a waste of time and energy. Its a sad attitude. You don't know how much it means to the ppl down there, fighting for the school, or for whatever they're representing."
-extract from post about cheering for the school team, from Evon's blog

I think I am one of those people, but after all, I am a confirmed loner (which you probably know already if you've been following my blog). Actually, if I was competing, I wouldn't really expect people who didn't even know me to be cheering for me. Maybe I just don't get the whole competition thing.

Anyway, I am getting lazier. This is not good. But at least I don't like TV.


Friday, May 20, 2005

::Missing in action

I disappeared. Let's just say something happened.

Feeling very lazy lately. Haven't been doing much and don't feel that good about it either. Lazy people might be interested to know that I achieved totally nothing this week.

Well anyway, my birthday came and went. Few people noticed. Mikaela was one of them.

happy birthday! see, i remembered! :frog:
- tag from Mikaela. Blog here.

Arh thankew hor. Very much arh.

Well anyway, rental bikes suck. I went to East Coast and my rental bike sucked. Not surprising because other pple's bikes sucked oso. But couldn't be bothered to go back and change them. So they sucked all the way. Sigh.

Oh and good luck Tari for your concert, piano concert rite? So sad I can't go.


Thursday, May 12, 2005

::Just sit down and make yourself comfortable.

"I'm seriously considering a transfer to NAFA or NYP, so that I don't have to deal with all this MOE-regulated nonsense like Mother Tongue and GP (which I kind of like actually) and Project Work and SCHOOL SHIT."
- from Addie's blog

But then you'll have to deal with orientation camps, wouldn't you? (I admit they're optional though.) Anyway, Polys have school shit too, I have something like Flag Day(?!) on my orientation calendar, whatever that means. But dunno about NYP though.

Anyway look what I found on the Internet today:


No kidding! A bike without a seat!! How do they sit down? Wait, that's a stupid question, they don't, they can't, they're bikes. And their riders can't either.

Evidently they're used in something called bike trials (definition here - biketrials.com, click the link and save my keyboard the wear and tear of explaining) . And evidently, a seat gets in the way.

Yeah SATan, a bike without a seat, what's the big deal right?

Okay, the big deal is, to me, a bike without a seat is just fucking unthinkable. You can't sit down? You're missing out on the second most important part of your life!! (the first part is sleeping, but that makes for a different post altogether, I could go on and on about sleeping, but I think none of you would want to hear it.) What would life be like if you couldn't sit down? Imagine!

By now, you probably know you're reading the post of some lazy person. But you must understand, I'm the kind of person who is always getting ordered off the plastic chairs standing around the hall during rehersals, always has prefects coming up to her when she's sitting on the grass during assembly and saying "Stand up! Are you ill?" during SNGS's infamous long morning speeches, and can't wait near anything that can be used as a chair without sitting down on it. I don't know why, maybe I'm just bum-heavy.

Even on my cheapo mtb, I'm sitting about 98% of the time. It's not that I can't stand up, I'm just too lazy to. Gotta stand up? Never mind, I probably can cope seated. Really gotta stand up? Okay. Sigh. *creak* Stands up. Wasn't really worth it. Should have remained seated. It helps that I only use it to commute on paved surfaces. (Of course, on my other bike, this isn't the case, but who can stay seated all the time on that kind of thing I'd like to know.)

(Go buy a recumbent lah and stop whining. But then, I can't. I'd probably fall asleep or something, and people would have to empty my waterbottle over my head to wake me up. Not good at all.)

Anyway, these bikes without seats, people can do real wonderful things with them (that sounded kinda strange in English). Cool.


::Can't make no head or tail of it.

Today's Prepmaths: Factorisation, my least favorite topic. Okay, not really the least (there are worse ones in Add maths), but one of those I don't like.

Factorisation is tiring. Yawn.

Oh, these two are different companies. I only found out today.

Fox Racing, Inc.

Fox Racing Shox

One has a fox head (Fox Racing) on the logo, the other has a fox tail (Fox Racing Shox). Kinda like Durian King's "Seven Candle White Lotus" society (remember lion head and lion tail?).


Wednesday, May 11, 2005

::All those people who are trying to do something but haven't achieved it yet...

HANG IN THERE!!! You can do it!!

I went circles around a void deck almost every day, got lots and lots of funny looks from people, made every mistake anyone could possibly make, didn't seem to have any improvement, generally felt stupid and lousy for weeks, and even wondered whether I was too untalented and should just quit.

But now I can get my front wheel off the ground. It's not much, but it's a first.

So just hang in there, keep reviewing your mistakes and technique and one day, you will get there.

Now for getting it higher.


::Doing it manually ....as usual.

Still doing Prepmaths, and listening to Helloween cds. Mmm. Power metal and polynomials. Nutritious.

Oh, be careful what you think. For all you know, it may come true.

Today, I finally managed to get my bike's front wheel off the ground after weeks (almost 2 weeks lah, you guys probably can figure out how untalented I am now... ) of trying and of course, I was elated. In fact, I was so elated that I thought, even if I fall down today or what, it'll still be a good day.

Well, after that I went upstairs, got my mtb and went to ride around. And guess what, while I was doing a turn (something I usually have no problem with), I skidded on a patch of wet mud and fell in a very undignified way. Ouch.

So be careful what you tell yourself. Sometimes, you don't even need to say it out for it to come true.

Anyway today I was happily going around on my cute little bike doing very retarded looking mini manuals all over the place like my bike was hiccuping *erkp!* or something, and I met this auntie pushing one of those trolleys that people use to take vegetables home from the market in. And I just happened to be doing a crappy manual where she could see it . And I suppose she thought I was showing off in front of her so when I stopped and turned around, I noticed she had given her trolley a big push and was strolling behind it, like "You can lift your front wheel off the ground, but see, I also got stunt, I can get my trolley to move where I want without touching it". Aunties are so cute!!

Anyway, sorry lah, auntie, I wasn't showing off in front of you. I wasn't even in your path and I didn't even see you coming lah. Anyway, I also can do your stunt hehe. But not with a bicycle lah. With a trolley then can. :)


::Speak English, people!!!

"A polynomial is a monomial or multinomial consisting of terms with variables having zero or positive integral exponents."
-from Prepmaths thingy

Huh? What do you make of this one?

Speak English, people!!! You're dealing with people who dropped additional maths here (ie. they sucked so much at maths that they had to drop A maths).

Anyway, many Googles (and check out Answer.com!) later, I found out what the above statement meant:
A polynomial is some thingo with >= 1 term with powers that are either zero or positive integers.
If you couldn't make any sense of either explanation, well, I can't either.
It's one of those things that is impossible to explain properly to non maths geniuses.

Or you can check out what Answer.com says here.

(Prepmaths people, if you're reading this: Can we have a narration-less option please? Cause usually I'm listening to some cd and using a slow connection and the narration takes so long to download that I only get disjointed bits of it so it's not much help anyway.
The sound effects are okay though.
Thought it was too minor a problem to contact you guys about anyways.)


Tuesday, May 10, 2005

::Is your bike too short or is it just you?

Almost every day, I'll meet someone in the lift and that person will ask me "Isn't that bike a little small for you?"

And I give them a big stupid smile and say, "No lah".

Then, they make some comment about how cute it is and I'm happy. Whether he's also happy at being called cute is a different thing altogether (he always kicks me soon after).

So today I sat down and started thinking of more "intelligent" responses to give (at the expense of my reputation as a nice person):

1) No, he's still growing.
2) No, I'm too big.
3) Yes, can buy me a new one? *sweet smile*
4) Don't be so mean lah. He's sad.
5) He's just young.
6) You noticed? Actually he was this big *measures with hands* but he shrank in the wash/rain.
7) Really? *peers at bike* Oh no! I swear he was bigger yesterday! What's happening?
8) And is there anything wrong with that? You're discriminating against small bicycles. *sob*
9) Well, he's a little short but he's trying, he's trying.
10) Really? *gasp* He's been switched!! I always knew he didn't seem like our bicycle!!
11) Yes, he's small, but we bought him so that we could fit him under the sofa.
12) Would you rather he was this big and you had no place to stand?
13) You're picking on little bicycles. I hate you.
14) Are you hoping I'll throw him away so you can take him home for free?
15) I know, but he came to us on a rainy night and we couldn't bear to turn him away.

Can someone tell me why I keep wanting to throw up nonstop? Something is definitely wrong with me. Must be getting stomach flu.


::Hello, you're gay!





You Are the Very Gay Bert and Ernie!





Two grown puppets living together, sleeping in the same room?
They've even got coordinating striped shirts!



What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?


Anyway,
I'm starting to get glasses tan marks on my face.
This is not good.
I'll look like a reverse panda.


::Talking mushrooms grow in damp and warm Prepmaths conditions

The mushrooms are revolting, in more ways than one.
They grow under the table of people trying to do Prepmaths
Telling them wrong answers.

Will the person upstairs please stop looping that horrible industrial cd over and over again??!!!
No sorry, she's doing Prepmaths.
And blogging.
And not making any sense out of either.


::Strange ccas

NYP has a Make-Up Artiste Club?!!! What do they do, paint on each other's faces during cca time?

NP has a Hearing impaired (HI) club. How exclusive.

TP has a palm users group??

And good old SP. I couldn't seem to find anything about ccas on their website. And I'm too lazy to get the book they sent me. Sigh.


Sunday, May 08, 2005

::50 reasons why bicycles are better than cars (inspired by previous post)

1) Can park anywhere.
2) Can park "securely" anywhere there is a pole, fence or tree.
3) No need to pay for parking.
4) Easier to maintain.
5) Also cheaper to maintain.
6) Cheaper to get a good bicycle than a good car.
7) Pedestrians are seldom killed by a collision with a bicycle, we keep hearing about pedestrians killed by cars almost every day.
8) Can ride bicycle in confined spaces.
9) Can make tighter turns.
10) Can keep bicycles in your house.
11) Can keep alot of bicycles in your house.
12) Can even keep them in your bedroom.
13) Cyclists notice other cyclists.
14) Don't need to pay ERP.
15) Can get a tan on both arms, car drivers get a tan on only one side and look funny.
16) Bicycle can go off the road and take short cuts.
17) Bicycle allowed in parks.
18) Bicycle allowed in void decks.
19) People don't get heart attacks when they see a bicycle creeping up behind them on the pavement.
20) No pollution (from my hippie sister)
21) MTBs more versatile on mountains.
22) More fun to ride pillion on a bicycle (but please don't do this on the road).
23) Other people can see your nice clothes and nice body (or ugly clothes and ugly body. Or ugly clothes and nice body. Or nice clothes and argh whatever).
24) Up close and personal with the scenery.
25) Can carry a bicycle.
26) Can carry a bicycle with one hand.
27) Can store bicycle upside down.
28) Can walk a bicycle.
29) Cycling is a form of exercise (hear that, all you lazy people in cars)
30) People don't complain about parked bicycles blocking up the road.
31) Can go down a handrail on a bicycle.
32) Makes less noise.
33) Costs less to repair.
34) Costs less to replace.
35) We can hear what is going on outside.
36) We don't need to go for driving tests.
37) Can go both on the pavement or the road.
38) Bicycle can jump without a ramp.
39) We don't need everyone to push when our bicycle breaks down.
40) We don't even need a tow truck.
41) People below 18 can ride bicycles (that's for Singapore!)
42) People seldom ask you to give them a lift on your bicycle.
43) Bicycles don't explode and catch fire.
44) Out of control bicycles are less dangerous.
45) People find you more approachable cause they can talk to you more easily.
46) Stingy (not necessarily poor) people can eat in peace without worrying about whether the traffic police have come to check parking coupons.
47) Can stand up on a bicycle.
48) Bicycle looks less hostile.
49) Don't need to register your bicycle.
50) Don't need to pay COE.

(Check this out: 101 Reasons why biking is better than blading)


::Hello, I'm a teenage uncle-on-a-bicycle-in-training

Anyone who has been following my blog (anyone? anyone?) will have noticed that I ride bikes alot (okay, alot for the standards of an inactive lazy person who spends most of the time sleeping). Why? Why would anyone even have a remote interest in such simple metal machines with wheels that can be outrun by even a bus? Okay, I can understand those mountain bikers and stuff, maybe bicycles are more versatile on mountains and stuff, but does SATan look like a mountain biker? Hell no.

(Yeah, damn right I'm not a mountain biker. If I'm going to get anywhere with my bicycle it means that I'll have to ride it there and riding a bicycle to the nearest mountain is damned well impossible (Malaysia, anyone?). Mountain biking is a yuppie sport. Mountain bikers are yuppies. That's why you keep seeing these SUV's go past with MTBs bouncing around on their backs. These guys have CARS.
Yeah, and the closest thing SATan has to a car is a .....bicycle. She needs a cheap bicycle that she can lock to something and come back and get later, not one of those $1000 monstrosities that feel and look damn good but can't be trusted to remain there for the amount of time one needs to visit a toilet/have lunch/etc. (ie. she needs *and sometimes rides!* something that is so lousy no one wants to steal it lah).)

So why do I ride that damn bicycle so damn much anyway (since I don't go mountain biking and I don't race or whatever)?

Ok, first thing: Bus fares.
After 4 months of charging me student price for bus rides, my ez link card has suddenly decided to go crazy and start charging me FULL ADULT FARE (yeah, I know I was supposed to be paying adult fare during those 4 months, but let's pretend we didn't know that, okay?). Suddenly, just going a few stops on a bus can cost something like almost $1. So what's a poor student to do? Suddenly, my bicycle becomes so much more useful. Gets you anywhere (with the exception of the expressways, Malaysia, etc.), don't need to cram with perverted bus weirdos, no need to pay for parking (just get yourself a good cable lock for less than $10, and a u-lock if you're a belt and suspenders person like me, and you can park anywhere there are fences or poles), and motorcyclists smile at you (probably cause before they got their motorcycle they were also riding bicycles around, so they feel friendly).

Second thing: I like riding bicycles lah.

(Oh and on a bicycle you can also have more fun riding around a void deck or other confined space (can you imagine driving a car around a void deck?) Bladers can do that too, but personally I don't really like bladers, probably cause I still can't figure out what direction they're going, even though I recognise that they may be really nice people otherwise.
Oh, and you can fit >10 bicycles (there are 4 crowded around my door and forcing people to lose weight if they want to leave the house) into your house or even your bedroom. Try bringing one car into your house, now that would be funny. And imagine the amount of mud, dust and remains of smushed cyclists and pedestrians on the floor. Wonderful.)

One thing I realised: Generally, lorry drivers, taxi drivers, bus drivers, most people in normal cars and motorcyclists treat you with respect. The worst people are rich 'tai tai' or career women in big, flashy cars. They think that just because their big cars can squash your little bicycle and they can squash you with their money afterwards should you decide to sue them, they have the right to treat you like shit and drive any way they fucking want. They do this with pedestrians too. Only slightly better are people in SUVs. I don't know, but quite a few of the unpleasant experiences I have had have involved SUVs. I really don't know why.
(Today's Straits Times has an advertisment for some credit card with a rich-looking career woman type posing in front of some flashy car and the caption 'I always follow rules. My own.' Yeah lady. Please add stopping at red traffic lights and obeying traffic rules to your list of 'personal' rules and maybe you'll stop squashing so many hapless pedestrians. Oh wait, you don't care. You want everything to be done your way. Anyway, they're just poor people who can't afford cars and you'll get away with it cause you can hire a better lawyer and anyway you're rushing to your golf game. I can't stand people like you. Scram!!!!)


Saturday, May 07, 2005

::Another day like...

Today, practice space was overun with puddles, strange men and sleeping people lying all over the floor. So I took my cheapo mtb and went to ride around the park.

Went down again (mtb, park) at around 8 or 9 something. Visibility was low. Fog was wonderful. Park lights were just fogging up everything worse. Saw some pple cycling on the road, thought: If I were them, I wouldn't ride out there in this kind of conditions, but maybe they are damn good or what. Moments later, I also went out on the road. But short distance only lah. People still coming out of the church late at night. Fucking amazing. Church goers are crazy. Go home early lah, can still come back tomorrow what.


Friday, May 06, 2005

::The Ultimate (okay, it's trying) Survival Guide to Icebreakers for the Un-enthusiastic Person

(this article written under the influence of 'Strange Beautiful Music' by Joe Satriani....very nice! -plug for cd-)

Happy, friendly people love camps. Unfortunately you're really sad and you don't like people. Therefore, you hate camps. Especially the icebreakers. Cuz face it, icebreakers are all about the people. And you hate people. And you're really grumpy today cuz you woke up really early, cut short your practice time, and would rather be on a bike, doing ...oh never mind. Anyway, you're just sad. But you can't not play cause then you have to do the forfeit and the only things worse than icebreakers are icebreakers with forfeits. So you can't escape into la-la-land. Anyway, you gotta play. And play well enough not to get to do the forfeit. What's a sad, grumpy, people-hating person to do? Don't worry, here are some tried-and-tested (but not guaranteed) strategies for 6 popular icebreaking games!! Now mankind can be saved!! urh whatever.


1) Whacko
At no point of time must you end up as the one in the middle with the stupid newspaper stick. If you do (and you're as klutzy and 'blur' (confused) as me), you will end up running around like a headless chicken, making futile whacks at all the wrong people cause you're slow and you can't match the names to the faces and end up hot, tired, sweaty and pissed, with everyone else laughing at you. This is an incentive to read the part below properly and not mess it up.
Anyway, presuming you're not the one in the middle (yet), your job is easy. All you need to do memorise a few (min 2) easy to remember names (don't even need to know the faces) and listen for your name. When someone calls your name, quickly say out one of the names you previously memorised before you get whacked on the head. Alternate names so that the owners of the names don't think that you're picking on them cause if they're as un-enthu as you are, they'll be pissed off and beat you up outside the toilet after the thing is over. Then, you'll know who the owners of the names are forever. Better than any stupid game huh?

2) The 'Good morning, Tom, Dick and Harry, my name is Stupid' game.
If you have a funny name, your bad name woes will surely plague you again. There's no escaping it, unless you want to invent a false name, which will have worse results when they find out (She pretended her name was Jane cuz her real name is Ugly!! ha ha etc). So, too bad for you.
If like me, you have a normal name but a really bad memory, then make sure it starts with you so you only need to say your own name (As for me, I didn't know that they were going to play this game, so as usual I couldn't remember almost all the names and pretty much screwed myself). If you somehow can't for various reasons like someone is trying to 'sabo' (pick on) you, etc, then you just try to make an effort to remember all the names before you. Wait, that's not possible, I have a bad memory remember? Well, it doesn't end here. When it reaches you, look frightened, nervously say the first few names and fumble around for the rest, all the while looking frightened. If your group is any good, people will start to prompt you. Hopefully, you can scrape your way through. If you still can't manage, declare in frustration that you really can't remember the names and stare pathetically at everyone (when you actually do get to this stage, you'll find it comes naturally). With luck, your group members feel sorry for you and let you off without forfeit after seeing how distressed you already are. It also helps if you have a naturally soft normal voice like I do (with people I know really well, it's a different matter though hehe), then they can pretend that they couldn't hear that you didn't finish it.

3) The 'Find someone who has nike shoes, etc. amd get her to sign your paper' game.
This one is the least distressing of all the games. You get a paper full of things like 'someone who has two sisters', or 'someone who hates icebreakers' (nah just kidding) and you have to get people who really have two sisters or really hate icebreakers to sign against the requirements on the paper that they fufill. This one is easy. To start, look for your friends or the friendliest looking person in the place and exchange papers with her, telling her to sign against everything that applies to her. Now you have a few signatures. Go on in that way. What about the really hard ones, like 'someone who has a flying giraffe with butterfly wings'? By now, you will find that the people around have formed into large groups around certain people. Those are the people who fufill those really strange requirements. Just join the group, and get them to sign. They most prpbably won't refuse you cause everyone has been getting them to sign the same thing and they probably don't even know whose paper that is. If you are one of those who fufill any really strange requirements, be sure to let as many people know as possible. Then, by the time you've finished exchanging papers with almost everyone, all you need to do is visit a few of the other groups and finish up your last 2 or 3. Easier done than said.

4) 'Chop chilli' game
Very confusing? Actually, once you grasp the concept of it, it's very simple. If the movement around the circle is clockwise, look at the person on your right. Never take your eyes off the person on your right. Don't care about anyone else or you'll get confused. If you keep exactly one step behind the person on your right, you won't screw up. If you screw up, it's because someone earlier has screwed up already, unless you've been daydreaming. The best thing is that most people in your group probably haven't grasped the concept properly and are still distracted by the movements around the circle, so they get the forfeit, not you. Ha ha.

5) 'Pass the hula hoop around the circle while holding hands' game
Just do like they tell you lor. If you are 'suey' (unlucky) both hula hoops will end up at you and you have to do forfeit. However, it helps to regulate your speed so that you can put maximum distance between both hula hoops. Oh and this is important: Don't stand beside any of the popular people or the facilitators. Why? Cause if people suddenly decide to sabo them, of course they don't want to be sabo-ed (picked on) so they try to get rid of the hula hoops and only manage to at the last possible time. And guess who it ends up on? You. Poor you who's been trying to blend into the background all along. Life's just like that.

6) 'Hunter, Fire and Earthquake' game
Stay far away from the middle where all the action is so they don't see you if you cheat, which you most probably will. Don't leave a certain area (maybe like a 2m radius around your starting location) if possible and play merry-go-round with the people there by only moving into the group nearest you. Set your eye on possible easy to reach locations and have a back-up plan if they're already taken. Oh yes, and don't get a partner who's trying to 'zhen' (pick on) a facilitator. She will get forfeit somehow, and guess what? So will you.

(Some games have been omitted due to similarity to other games already mentioned. Just read, and modify to suit.)

Oh, if you 'suey suey' (unluckily) get forfeit or people keep trying to 'sabo' (pick on) you, just cooperate and do whatever they want, but with a 'This is just one of the many tortures I must go through to achieve enlightenment. I'm already used to it.' zen-like expression on your face and they'll see no fun in it and not disturb you again. If you can't manage it, try giving them a mildly sad face. Either way, no extreme emotions and don't act embarassed cause somehow watching embarassed people doing stupid things makes good entertainment. Don't look at me. I don't know either. Evidently everyone else thinks so.
If really desperate, cry and lock yourself in the toilet and refuse to come out. Everyone will treat you very nicely afterwards. This act should be only used as a last resort, for it has long-term consequences and everyone will remember you as 'the person who cried during camp'. Not a good thing to have. And also, don't pull it too often or you'll get some nickname like 'crybaby' or something. Also not a good thing to have. You'd be better off ponning.
If you just mess up during the game but no one has realised yet, don't draw attention to yourself. Just continue like nothing has happened or push the blame to the person next to you (preferbly not verbally). There are enough people trying to get you to do forfeit. Do you really want to be one of them?
Oh and if one of the facilitators seems like he might be one of your friend's brother's friends, don't verify the information with him right there and then. Your goal is to be as unnoticed as possible. Be like the Mafia. Don't draw attention to yourself and you'll get less shit from everybody.


Wednesday, May 04, 2005

::can someone think of a title?? cuz i can't.

Hmm...something Shi Han said made me realise how passionate I am about swimming. I can go on at great lengths about it...my coach, my strokes, how amazing it feels, my experiences...

Yup, know the feeling too. It's great being passionate about something, everything about it, woah, feels so good. No more meaningless shopping, slacking and wasting money and whatever all the time. Knowing that you're gonna give it your all. Finding yourself thinking and talking about it all the fucking time. Spending your spare time looking for information about it. Knowing that you finally have something to do with your life. Overcoming obstacles. Having alotalotalotalot of fun. Constantly improving yourself. Looking forward to each session. That's the life, man.

Best of all, not needing to take it too seriously.

Get away from this computer and go do a sport!!!


::Lately my posts have stopped making sense.

Ok, to be fair to my first bike, it's not his fault. My technique is wrong, that's what.

Tomorrow is my camp briefing. Baaaaah.

My sister, she murdered my bike again. She's always murdering my bikes. She's mean.

Bloody Prepmaths thing!!!! Don't you Flash people understand that sometimes we don't need music?!!!!

Yeah, that's what's happening now.


Tuesday, May 03, 2005

::Strange confession

I may be the dorkiest person in the whole universe...

but I do it...

CUZ I LOVE IT!!!!

You guys can laugh if you like.
Hahahahahahaha.

(just trying to say, even if something seems impossible, really difficult, 'oh-my-god-i-can't-do-this', if you love it enough, just get down and do it. Even if pple laugh at you or the going gets tough or no improvement or what, you must want it enough to carry on, if you persevere, one day you will surely get it. What's most important is that you must want it enough to pull yourself through. You can do it!)


Monday, May 02, 2005

::O+





Your Brain is 33.33% Female, 66.67% Male



You have a total boy brain

Logical and detailed, you tend to look at the facts

And while your emotions do sway you sometimes...

You never like to get feelings too involved




66.7% is total meh? Do your maths properly lah.

Just cut my elbow on a letterbox. Gah.


Sunday, May 01, 2005

::Argh!!

Just finished doing some math thing on the internet. sigh.

I feel damn anxious and screwed right now. And it's not because of the maths.

Argh!!!

I feel as though I have a blind date tomorrow.

Stress! Stress!!

Why do I always have to go do these things? Why? Why?

Stress! stress!! STRESS!!!!