tak giu!

Today was a football day. Went back to rv in the morning. Saw a few people that i haven't seen for many many many x99 years. Didn't see the guys from 4i though. Wonder where they are?

Played football with the J1s. It was hilarious; Old uncles with bellies and pale pasty skin due to lack of exposure of the sun trying to chase the juniors down. It was great fun though (:
It's times like these that really help take my mind of the many many shit in my mind.

I guess thats why i like football so much. It offers escape and relieve; Relieve from this extremely tricky life. It seems that all i do with my Dad is just shout at him whenever we talk about tertiary education. This further enforces my desire to just run away and just never look back. Brazil sounds fucking awesome.

I really gotta mug.

Oh valencia!

My life is in your hands. You better kick villareal's butt tonight.

self: If you have time to blog, you have time to study.

Hope.

On a wing and a prayer.
That just about sums up my feeling now.
The fear, the anxiety;
Can't it just go away?

my brain

is a complex machine that never ever stops whirring. It can think about the Kstab questions regarding formation of complexes coupled with my university application which is seemingly doomed and also lastly what's up for lunch.


Supposedly human thought is characterised by three thought processes. They are the thought of survival, of question and of solution. This is simply characterised by the How, Why and Where. It is simply put into context where:
"I'm hungry. How do i eat?"
"Why must I eat?"
"Where shall we have lunch?"

just stay strong

It has been a depressing one week or so since I last updated. Every day is the same. We rush to the fourth floor library after school, open our notes and stay there till it is evening. I feel zombiefied; Really.
You make it worthwhile.

Anyways I have pasted the pictures of the various schools i want to go to after Junior college to keep me motivated. I have decided to not bother with a scholarship cause of the rather off putting bond. 6 years is a hell lot of time to waste especially in the prime of my working career. As such. I have decided to plunge myself way into the red even before i take my first paycheck.

Cost of UK education is insanely expensive. But it's more than a cert that says i went overseas to Imperial College (for example). It's the culture, its the romance of one of the greatest countries in the world. UK is the country of football, of harry potter, of Ali G, of policemen on horses, on those funny soldiers with those insanely high hats, of Kate Moss, of David Beckham's right foot, of David Beckham's left foot, of his hugely expensive left ankle and blah.

I want to go there.

JIREH LEEEEEEEE!!

I want to strangle you.



HAHAHA siao man.

here we go again

It's saturday again. A day of bumming around and that feeling of doom when you lie in bed at night and think to yourself "what have i done this day?"

Yeap, revision is going pretty as much as i expected. Complex numbers is still a mess, especially the loci part. The remaining are so-so and i must say im quite pleased.

anyway, EPL kicks off again!
I seriously hope sunderland and newcastle win. If they do, my allowance for another week is kept.

National Day 2007

Remember in Primary 5 when the MOE sponsored you and your friends to go watch the national day previews? I do.
I remember the starry eyed boy that i was, marvelling at the fireworks, the free goodies and (my favourite) the lightsaber-esque torch. The parade was wonderful, with so many dances that bowled this 11 year old over.

And yet, as the years pass, i view the celebrations with an air of (despondent) familiarity. How many times have we seen Sang Nila Utama, Stamford Raffles discover singapore, a mix of races and all dance on the platform.

They say familiarity breeds contempt. Yeah, i totally agree. The celebrations look the same, the parade looks the same, and i feel so much older.



Happy Birthday Singapore, I wouldn't miss it for the world.