a final plea

I don't want this dream to end. please.
don't wake me up.
I know i'm not good enough
I know i'm not fast enough


I've given too much, too much to fall now.

looking back

Having read through my previous entries, I realise that should i suffer some or any form of memory loss, this blog, which should serve as my diary would be essentially useless in helping me regain my memory. This is undoubtedly very scary as should i lose my memory due to alzheimer's in my 80s, i would have no clue what my life was like when i was 18.

Hence, i feel i should do i little recap.

I am currently a student in Hwachong institution. I am in the college section of the school, where i am now in 06s68, year2. I currently spend large amounts of my time kicking a small leather ball around a patch of grass as a CCA, where my favoured position in the football team is rightback. The captain of the Hwachong team is this guy called Gregory Leong whereas the coach is this Indian called Rameshpal Singh (I think). Competing in my position is essentially this hot guy (by public consensus) called Kang Chiang. He is (also by public consensus) the most improved player in the team, from the noob he was to the pro he is now. He, me and this cute guy called GONG all live near each other hence resulting in us always trying to take Kang Chiang's car home after training.

In 06s68, i am pretty good friends with them all, especially rachel and shawn. However due to a certain young nubile girl, shawn has turned his charms on her and forgotten about the two of us!
I am currently (in name) taking Chemistry MOE h3. The module, also called pharmaceutical Chemistry is possibly the most insanely hard module i have ever had the misfortune to study.

The hottest girl in class is GENESIS. =D

She, incidentally is also the FACULTY HEAD with hongyi for athena. Athena, better known as the green house is doing much better this year compared to the diabolical shams of last year.

My junior class 07s68 is a DSA class, hence explaining their aptitude for sports and less than expected tendency to MUG. They are really fun-loving and shawn loves them (ok just one) to bits.


Our senior treat junior was at this bomb called billy bombers. It bombed our class funds into negative-land and we are millions in the red.

Junior treat senior should be this coming sat. Oh yeah.


MOving on, my NAPFA which is of paramount importance this year looks to be in safe hands, exacept for standing broad jump. I have no clue how some people can jump above 230. People like that should be banned.

I have just deferred my NS! I feel old.

the celebrations

After flag-raising, kang chiang walked up to me and said "Today's the day."

Yeah, I know. I hope we both make it.





Had CNY celebrations yesterday. My junior class had some henna painting thingy. my right hand has some deformed ball-like pattern. hahah.




_tobias says:
eh i gg la

_tobias says:
everyone knows about me and sarah

cephas says:
aiya that one is common knowledge

_tobias says:
WHAT COMMON KNOWLEDGE

_tobias says:
we must be the most popular "couple" man

_tobias says:
people i dont know also know!!


haha.

just believe

why does no one want to wear their old secondary school uniform to chinese new year celebrations?

cross country

It's that day again.
The day when you wake up in the morning and you are surrounded by energy and excitement of the prospect of going home with pride and the like.
The day when you will end up all sweaty, your body buzzing with endorphins.
It was the annual cross-country!


It was also valentine's day.

I was late for school today. Upon reaching my class bench garden i was surrounded by a virtual cascade of flowers, chocolates, gifts, long-owed letters from the angel you never wrote to, flowers, chocolates, an occasional hug, flowers, chocolates, cookies, flowers, chocolates..... oh well you get the idea.


Lessons was actually an excuse for us to compare the gifts we got from common people. What chemical energetics? What multiplier effect?


Had firedrill today.It was kind of a fiasco. People in the canteen were carrying their plates of food as they proceeded to the field to line up. People also went to the toilet in the middle of the drill. That's right. Pee while the school is razed down to the ground.




HAd x-country. Screwed up my run. got like 32 or somewhere there. ahhhhhhhhh

the dreaded call

after training today " We have to cut down our squad. We'll have 20 players at the end of this week"

holy. 7 players will get cut. i don't deserve to get cut. really.

electronic ranting

Now i lay me down to bed
Darkness won't engulf my head
I can see by infrared
How i hate the night

Now i lay me down to sleep
try to count electric sheep
sweet dream wishes you can keep
how i hate the night

marvin; from the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy

its the calm before the storm.

The release of O-level results was today. The school was eerily quiet. No enthusiastic j1s in the multicoloured (though largely brown or white) uniforms providing a kaliedoscope of color to the otherwise monotonous brown of hwa chong.

I still remember last year so fondly. the much criticised and eventually harmful 3-day-work-week i so enjoyed in 06s13. The never ending runs. The emo sessions i would have after trainings.

and in a blink of an eye

I'm 18. i am going to defer my NS. I'm mugging so hard. I actually read the newspapars RECRUIT section. i feel senile. Like im some laoren. I feel my arthiritis. ouch.

I hope 07s68 stays on. they are the loveliest bunch of people you will ever meet.

just so you know

this feeling's taking control of me
and i can't help it.




lost to vjc by a last gasp goal. It's so frustrating. To hold those insane people for so long and to concede half a minute before the end of the game is simply ....
It's so depressing. Why couldn't we just hold on for that few seconds.

And that seems to be the story of my life. collapsing at the last moment.



On a brighter note, had stj yesterday. A post like this last year would be accompanied by a myriad of postings, pictures but i don't know. I feel old ):
Last night was a most magical night as 3 batches of 06s68 bonded together. I can't remeber having so much fun with the whole class. which isn't such a weird thing given the lack of them.


have spa tomorrow. OH NO.

moan and groan

The reason why everyone thinks im such an emo boy when i blog is cause i blog when im sad, emo, angry, tired, or a combination of 2 or more of the abovementioned factors. Cause when you're happy, you just want to ride that wave for as long as you can. while when you're sad you just want some one to talk to; and this website is my some one.

came back from school and reached home early today at 3+. It's the earliest i've been home for a long long time and it does feel good=D

had training yesterday. Ramesh just ripped into us for our lackadaisical performance. And he's right. I've got to improve. I can be so much better and i will be as good as you expect me to be.
Cooler, calmer, harder. That's what im gonna be.