I bet you guys are real happy, thinking I'm about to update with a long post or something...
But actually this is just to inform you that instead of the badger song, you now have the yellow submarine to plague you.
But the code screws up the formatting in firefox.
So use IE
okay?
okay.
Seeya
EDIT: Ok I removed that stupid nuffnang thing. It didn't do much anyway. If for some weird reason you want to read my archives, just scroll to the bottom of the page.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Me in the D&D world
I've always wanted to know how I'd be in the D&D world. So I took a few tests, and this is what I found out.....
My character stats:
STR: 10
DEX: 17
CON: 16
INT: 17
WIS: 16
CHA: 11
You can test for your stats here: http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/terragf/back/xstattest.html
Interesting. With a strength of 10 and a charisma of 11, those are my only low scores. This means I can be a rogue, ranger, monk, cleric, paladin, wizard, sorcerer, druid, or bard. High constitution suggests that I can tank too. woots. A tanking wizard. how cool is that.
Now to find out what character class is most suitable for me.
Interestingly, I'm a 100% on Ranger, Druid and Bard. My lowest scores are 60% on other stuff. Basically this means I can take almost any class and excel at it. Theoratically. The test suggests that i take bard, but if we look at my charisma, which is a pathetic 11, I'm gonna be a so-so bard. Although my bardic spells will be quite powerful. Now bardic spells can boost charisma, so that shouldn't be a problem. Alright I'm a bard. Now for the Race.
Alright, I'm a Human Bard with unusually high Dex, Con, Int, and Wis. That's cool
Now on to the most important thing. Alignment.
Your Character’s Alignment
Based on your answers to the quiz, your character’s most likely alignment is Neutral Good.
Neutral Good
A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. The common phrase for neutral good is "true good." Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias toward or against order.
--excerpted from the Player’s Handbook, Chapter 6
You can test for your Alignment at http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/dnd/20001222b
Alright, Neutral good. So I'm a Neutral Good Human Bard with unusually high stats.
Now if instead I took a single test to decide everything, what would it be?
Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.
Race:
Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently concern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.
Primary Class:
Barbarians live outside the 'civilized' They have tribal goverments, and are often nomads. What they may lack in refinement is balanced by there strength of individual character and ability to survive.
Secondary Class:
Detailed Results:
Alignment:
Law and Chaos:
Law ----- XXXXX (5)
Neutral - XXXXXXXXX (9)
Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXX (10)
Good and Evil:
Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXX (12)
Neutral - XXXXXXX (7)
Evil ---- XXX (3)
Race:
Human ---- XXXXXX (6)
Half-Elf - XXXX (4)
Elf ------ XXXXXXXX (8)
Gnome ---- XXX (3)
Halfling - XXXX (4)
Dwarf ---- (-3)
Half-Orc - XXX (3)
Class:
Fighter -- XXXXXXX (7)
Barbarian -XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (16)
Ranger --- XXXXXXXX (8)
Monk ----- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Paladin -- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Cleric --- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Mage ----- X (1)
Druid ---- XXXXXX (6)
Thief ---- (-6)
Bard ----- XXXXXXX (7)
You can test for your character at http://fantasyherald.com/quiz/dand/index.php
A Chaotic Good Elf Barbarian. Which makes it that much more interesting because Elves tend to have lower STR and CON stats which make them lousy barbarians.
That's All Folks!
My character stats:
STR: 10
DEX: 17
CON: 16
INT: 17
WIS: 16
CHA: 11
You can test for your stats here: http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/terragf/back/xstattest.html
Interesting. With a strength of 10 and a charisma of 11, those are my only low scores. This means I can be a rogue, ranger, monk, cleric, paladin, wizard, sorcerer, druid, or bard. High constitution suggests that I can tank too. woots. A tanking wizard. how cool is that.
Now to find out what character class is most suitable for me.
Interestingly, I'm a 100% on Ranger, Druid and Bard. My lowest scores are 60% on other stuff. Basically this means I can take almost any class and excel at it. Theoratically. The test suggests that i take bard, but if we look at my charisma, which is a pathetic 11, I'm gonna be a so-so bard. Although my bardic spells will be quite powerful. Now bardic spells can boost charisma, so that shouldn't be a problem. Alright I'm a bard. Now for the Race.
| Human The Normal everyday human being, nothing special.
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| Brought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests. |
Alright, I'm a Human Bard with unusually high Dex, Con, Int, and Wis. That's cool
Now on to the most important thing. Alignment.
Your Character’s Alignment
Based on your answers to the quiz, your character’s most likely alignment is Neutral Good.
Neutral Good
A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. The common phrase for neutral good is "true good." Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias toward or against order.
--excerpted from the Player’s Handbook, Chapter 6
You can test for your Alignment at http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/dnd/20001222b
Alright, Neutral good. So I'm a Neutral Good Human Bard with unusually high stats.
Now if instead I took a single test to decide everything, what would it be?
Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.
Race:
Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently concern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.
Primary Class:
Barbarians live outside the 'civilized' They have tribal goverments, and are often nomads. What they may lack in refinement is balanced by there strength of individual character and ability to survive.
Secondary Class:
Detailed Results:
Alignment:
Law and Chaos:
Law ----- XXXXX (5)
Neutral - XXXXXXXXX (9)
Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXX (10)
Good and Evil:
Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXX (12)
Neutral - XXXXXXX (7)
Evil ---- XXX (3)
Race:
Human ---- XXXXXX (6)
Half-Elf - XXXX (4)
Elf ------ XXXXXXXX (8)
Gnome ---- XXX (3)
Halfling - XXXX (4)
Dwarf ---- (-3)
Half-Orc - XXX (3)
Class:
Fighter -- XXXXXXX (7)
Barbarian -XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (16)
Ranger --- XXXXXXXX (8)
Monk ----- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Paladin -- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Cleric --- XXXXXXXXX (9)
Mage ----- X (1)
Druid ---- XXXXXX (6)
Thief ---- (-6)
Bard ----- XXXXXXX (7)
You can test for your character at http://fantasyherald.com/quiz/dand/index.php
A Chaotic Good Elf Barbarian. Which makes it that much more interesting because Elves tend to have lower STR and CON stats which make them lousy barbarians.
That's All Folks!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
There is a question that inevitably gnaws at our inner selves every so often. It is present in the most despicable of gutter scum, and in the most honorable of high lords. This question, is short and to the point, yet it brings about a chill in many's hearts as they realize the emptiness of many things. This question is "So what?"
No, I'm not referring to the rebellious ah beng form of the question(as in, you big, so what?), but rather to the more scholarly form of the question. Say it slowly, and deeply. So. What? For many people, this is the question that drives them to acheive more "great things". For some people, it strikes them down and keeps them at that level. The realization that many things are empty, pointless and ultimately worthless can bring about great change in a person. To those who are rich, I say this, "So what?" You're rich, you have a good life. A good future. So what? You will become ashes in the ground, just like everyone else. To those who have acheived something great, so what? In the end, you are still part of the earth.
I do not believe in any meaning in life. Ultimately we are all dirt. So what, therefore is a very good question. Some people never ask themselves this question, preferring to avoid it their whole life. Yet, when they are alone, when darkness takes them, they are forced to confront it. Unless of course, the lazy bastard falls asleep.
So I ask you all, my readers, "So what?" If you have acheived what you want in life, good for you. If you are on the right path to acheiving it, good for you. I'll stick to nihilism thank you. So what?
P.S. I contradict myself with my actions. I love irony.
No, I'm not referring to the rebellious ah beng form of the question(as in, you big, so what?), but rather to the more scholarly form of the question. Say it slowly, and deeply. So. What? For many people, this is the question that drives them to acheive more "great things". For some people, it strikes them down and keeps them at that level. The realization that many things are empty, pointless and ultimately worthless can bring about great change in a person. To those who are rich, I say this, "So what?" You're rich, you have a good life. A good future. So what? You will become ashes in the ground, just like everyone else. To those who have acheived something great, so what? In the end, you are still part of the earth.
I do not believe in any meaning in life. Ultimately we are all dirt. So what, therefore is a very good question. Some people never ask themselves this question, preferring to avoid it their whole life. Yet, when they are alone, when darkness takes them, they are forced to confront it. Unless of course, the lazy bastard falls asleep.
So I ask you all, my readers, "So what?" If you have acheived what you want in life, good for you. If you are on the right path to acheiving it, good for you. I'll stick to nihilism thank you. So what?
P.S. I contradict myself with my actions. I love irony.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Untitled
Okay I'm finally back with an update.
Yesterday's V.Day jam was great(PKSG people), special thanks to:
Richie for organizing
Dblucy, Zhiyang, CP, Zahid, and Nazir for being there to guide us. Especially Nazir. First time most of the newcomers are seeing you(him, I don't think he'll ever read this) and many of them were intimidated, but still.
All the others for attending,
I only know a few of you...
Jon
Ram
Austin, for misreading my forum nick as DaSalivaMonkay(spot the error)
Max
That tall dude with Jon
Light Blue Shirt guy, was your name Sheng Wei or something?
and those other guys, whose names I don't know/remember.
Yesterday's jam was my longest training session, and I felt that I exerted myself more than all the previous jams, but surprisingly I have the least severe muscle ache of all the days after jams...
Up to this point in my life, I would like to acknowledge people who have made a significant contribution to my life. Be prepared for a long post because this is gonna be 15 years of acquaintances
Let's begin
Naturally, my life began with my birth, so the first people I have to acknowledge are
Mum and Dad.
Immediately after them are my siblings and immediate family, i.e. uncles and aunts, grandmas and grandpas, cousins etc. can't be bothered to list. Too many
Now we'll move on to my first conscious memory. Nursery school.
I don't remember my teacher's name, but I remember that she was quite fierce, and...well generally unpleasant to a 4 year old kid, but she instilled in me a regard for law and order.
Next. Kindergarten.
Again, I don't remember most of my teachers, but of those I remember are:
Ms Storm(Believe it or not, this IS her name)
Ms Zhen(chinese teacher. I used to like chinese)
Yea. That's all.
Friends in kindergarten.....
Alison, Erfi and Eunice(Ng I think...don't really remember the name...that chao ah lian around the neighbourhood nowadays? that's her) are the only people I remember.
I remember this conversation I had with Alison
A:So what primary school you going?
Me:Xingnan
A:Oh. I going west grove.
Me:Ok.
That's the only part of kindergarten I remember. That and the fact that I once got scolded for putting a shoe print on the wall(I cried after that).
Moving on the primary school
Primary 1:
Mrs Teo, Mr Teng, Mr Tan
for teaching me English, Maths and Chinese respectively.
Mrs Teo was also my form teacher, and I remember that she was a very patient and kind, but strict teacher. Any 1E'01 people wanna correct me?
Mr Teng was one of the funniest teachers I've ever had, or it could be due to the fact that I was primary 1. I remember he had a habit of erasing chalk from the blackboard at high speeds so the clouds of chalk dust flew everywhere. We did try to imitate him. I claim championship for being the first to acheive said speeds.
Mr Tan was one of my favourite chinese teachers. He was kind and patient, and like I said, I used to like chinese. It was way easier back then...
I don't remember most of my primary 1 friends...except...
Jareb Tan
Ng Wei Kun
Stella (Ong? sorry...)
Cheng Jun(his perfect rectangle shaped head still cracks me up)
and....shit.
Jareb, Wei Kun and I were like the 3 musketeers in primary 1 and 2. In fact, our primary 2 form teacher(who I will mention later) once gave the 3 of us the 3 Musketeers chocolate bar as a present(end of year I think). I remember all the time we spent bullshitting each other in Primary 2, epecially during chinese lesson, where we would havoc around the class while everyone was doing homework and the teacher kept telling us to sit down(we ignored him)
Primary 2:
Ms Lai, Mdm Kum Lai Meng, Mr Lu
Ms Lai and Mdm Kum were my form teachers in primary 2, each reigning for one semester. I don't remember much about them....
Primary 2 was very cool for me.
Somewhere in the first half of the year, I wrote "fuck u" with condensed water droplets on the staff room door, neglecting to erase it when the teacher walked out, eventually leading to me getting scolded by 5 teachers, one by one. It was the first time I met
Mr Siew, a.k.a. Lollipop Head, Char Siew Bao.
He was a jackass to me in primary 2, namely for one act of complete disregard I will always remember. For some reason, I don't know why, I was eventually sent to him for scolding regarding the "fuck u" thing...At the time he was teaching social studies to his class. I stood there getting scolded by his metrosexual personality when one of his students came up to ask him a question. He used my head as a pedestal to prop the guy's book while reading it, and I just stood there. Many of you will know that the me today would have likely jumped up and beaten his ass into the ground, but primary school me was, sad to say, a pussy. And one might say that it's against school rules for a teacher to do something like that, but it was 2002, when they WERE allowed to do things like that.
Mr Lu was my chinese teacher in primary 2. During his lessons, because he didn't really care, me, jareb and wei kun would havoc around the class, playing around and stuff. We would bullshit each other with ridiculous lies about things that weren't possible at the time(the content of which are too ridiculous to reveal). I WILL tell you that it had things to do with huge wealth, robots and horses. Mr Lu put an injury in my chest by trying to drag me back to my seat. He incidentally pulled me straight into a chair. My parents went to school to complain about him and he begged them to forget about it. I think he's retired now.
Primary 3 to 6:
Primary 3 was the turning point in my life. Most of the friends I met in primary 3 stayed with me until primary 6, and some even beyond. Many of the teachers were the same, so I'll just go straight to p6 with this one.
Primary 3 was where I met my form teacher of 4 years.
Ms Yeo was a very strict but pleasant woman who changed my personality. Drastically. She was also my maths teacher. For 4 years I was stuck with her, and I changed from pussy to angry guy to docile guy in those 4 years. But first I want to mention the rest of my primary 3 teachers.
Mrs Tan,周老师(I forgot her english name), Mr Bryan Chang(I think it's Chang. Is it?)
Here's how I turned from pussy to angry guy.
During an interesting english lesson, There was this passage about a guy named Uncle Teck. Being typical primary 3 kids, most of my friends kept mentioning the link between my name and his during the lesson. At one point I stood up, slam table and shouted, "I'm not an uncle!" Yes, I did say that. Yes, it's stupid. I WAS PRIMARY 3.
So then Mrs Tan said, "You see ah, sometimes you people keep making jokes and you don't care about your friends feelings at all.." and I sort of stayed angry for a few years.
周老师 was my chinese teacher, and was also previously my brother's chinese teacher. She was the one who made me like chinese again after me hating it in p2. She was extremely nice and patient, and I actually made an effort to do homework then.
There's nothing much I can say about her because although she was a very nice teacher, the contribution she made to my life was . that little.
Same thing for Mr Chang. Not much of a contribution.
People in P3:
hmmmm...that's a tough one...let's see...
Samuel Low
Rayner Soh
Khong Jin Sun
Stephanie Cai
Eugene Aw
Cheah Jin Fei
Justin
Joel
Benjamin Tan
Juventino Lim Binn Binn (We just knew him as Binn Binn. I only found out about the Juventino thing at PSLE, when we read his name off his table)
Jacky Chua(shit...is it chua? He's that guy in 2A'08..Chua right?)
So here's the breakdown. Samuel and Rayner were two of my best friends in p3, 4, 5, 6 and sec 1.
Khong Jin Sun....hahahaha....I'll always remember that jackass...We were enemies for 4 years, all because...he refused to settle for truce. He was also the main source of my anger. We fought(physically, verbally, mentally), we hated, we acted like idiots. To put it simply, imagine our class as a kingdom. We were the two war-waging monarchs. Mostly everyone was neutral. Hence the idiocy of said warfare. Frankly, I still don't know why he hated me so much. Jin Sun, if you're reading this, WHY THE HELL MAN?! I don't even hate him anymore. Not worth my hate.
Stephanie Cai was also one of my best friends in P3...hah.....3E'03 people.....You will remember what it was like...shh....At the end of the year she transferred to Nan Hua Primary, and we didn't really talk much or anything again... until recently lah. but still not much communication. Steph if you're reading this, thank you for the fun and humour in p3, and you-know-what.....
Eugene Aw, Cheah Jin Fei were just those guys I played around with alot. Jin Fei was like the only other guy in my class who played basketball so....yea.. Eugene was cool with soccer so we played alot together also.
Justin, Joel, Benjamin, Binn Binn and Jacky were my friends from badminton team.
lol...I remember, primary 3 and 4 I played singles, along with justin and benjamin. then p5 and 6 I switched to playing doubles with jacky. the only other doubles in the team was binn binn and joel. joel damn funny. Everytime before serving he will bounce once. then during practice, I'll go and steal jacky's shots, so he ends up very sian. Usually I play at the front, but I run back alot.
P4:
People in P4: Mrs Maalini
P4 was when I started writing stories. The first compo I wrote in primary 4 got 38 out of 40, so I was really motivated by it. Of course, I owe it all to my english teacher, Mrs Maalini. She was the one who gave me the 38, and encouraged me to continue writing. Would you believe it, all my compos in the past were like 12/20 that kind. So I was very shocked when I got the 38/40. I can't remember what it was about though.
P5:
Another turning point in my life. this is the point where Ms Yeo convinced me to release the anger. As in, turn from angry guy to docile guy. I did. Long story.
People in P5:
Mdm Lin (chinese teacher. I feel sorry for her. will explain)
Eong Rui Xuan (eong....lol)
Samuel Low
Erfi Anugrah
Mdm Lin was my chinese teacher in P5. I started hating chinese in p5. no, it's not really her fault..it's just that chinese started getting more difficult...and higher chinese (just realized that higher chinese is actually hydrochloric acid) all that shit....So ya my homework sucked and everything. Mdm Lin, if for whatever reason you are reading this, I really didn't mean to heck care my chinese. After all, being in sec school makes you realize that primary school homework was so much better.
Eong Rui Xuan was a very weird girl. Funny, but a bit eccentric at times...Samuel, being the usual hypocrite, ended up going after her after commenting that she was nothing special. Haha. guys who know him now will know that in sec 1, he said this regarding Vanessa (Ng Qiu Rui), "Okay lah..." look what he's doing now.
Erfi Anugrah was a very important person in my life. No I'm not gay. He was the one who first introduced me to Metal, which turned out to be, as most of you know now, my preferred genre of music. One day we were just sitting in class shooting the shit. We talked about music. He said, "What do you listen to?" I told him. Then he mentioned Metal....He said, "Go check out Before I Forget by Slipknot". I did, and though the change wasn't immediate, eventually Metal was the only music I listened to. Erfi you hentai-addicted metalhead, if you're reading this man....CUT DOWN ON THE HENTAI.
P6:
P6 was the final point of my primary school life, which also turned out to be one of my most stressful years in primary school. Teachers were piling us with homework. PSLE PSLE PSLE. I ignored most of the homework, and still got A* for 3/4 subjects, A for the remaining one, and Distinction for Higher Chinese. Do I rock or do I rock?
People in P6:
Mrs Ng.
Mrs Ng was my english teacher. I remember a few of her classic quotes....
Regarding her personal life, while smiling, "You are an inquisitive bunch!"
Regarding the word/non-word "thingy", "Do not coin the english language!" again while smiling. I don't think she ever hated us.
Interesting thing that happened when I went to get my PSLE results though. 3 of my 4 subject teachers were sitting there. My english teacher, Mrs Ng, my maths teacher, Ms Yeo, and my chinese teacher, Mdm Lin. I walked up, and all of them were smiling. None of them had seen the result slip before hand.Mdm Lin handed me my results slip, saying "哇，高级华文 Distinction!" I take a look at my result slip. I was thinking....I have done minimal homework for the whole year. I was playing rakion during the actual PSLE. What could I get. Very cool marks, it turns out. I read it down.
English A*
Chinese A
Maths A*
Science A*
Higher Chinese: Distinction.
I smile and laugh along with my teachers. They were probably expecting me to screw my PSLE.
I will never forget the day I chose RV as my secondary school. Turns out to be one of the worse choices I ever made.
Anyway.
Sec 1:
Sec 1 was pretty normal. It was where I started giving up on homework.
People in Sec 1:
Vanessa
Samuel Low
Danish
Yaoqing
Nothing much in sec 1. I became slack, stupid and immature. Annoying.
Regarding the Samuel Vanessa thing. Xiaobo and I were the ones who introduced them to each other. I told Samuel about the existence of Vanessa. Xiaobo gave him her email. Haha...At first Xiaobo said that he thinks Vanessa quite chio. Samuel said, "Okay only lah" Look where he is now. Samuel you jackass. In P6 you said your standards were higher.
Sec 2:
Sec 2 was a transition. By the end of year 2, I started being active in things I liked, though still slack in things I don't like. I grew more mature. I grew stronger. And at the end of year 2, I started doing PK.
People in Sec 2:
Vanessa
Claire Bon
Huixian
Tan Wenting
Jerome Tan
Chen Huakai
Liu Bolun
Tseng Wei
Wong Junwei
Danish
Yao Qing
Vanessa has never ceased to amaze me with her intellect. And so it is with sec 2, I still don't like her. Common Sense is something easily found, however hard you may believe, vanessa.
Claire and Wenting were the people who were mostly in charge of the welfare of 2B. Claire convinced me to become more mature and Wenting was a constant bully magnet. Thanks arh...
I practically sat with Huixian for the whole of sec 2. Many thanks for the interesting discussions and for not doing homework. Every one person who doesn't do homework leads to a higher chance of teacher extending deadline.
And now with 5 of the more important people
Jerome
Bolun
Huakai
Tseng Wei
Junwei
In sec 2, the 6 of us formed the Imba 6. I remember how it began. Some audition thingy? Think it was CNY or something. "Go hall! Go hall!" "Go home! Go home!" lol..... Fun times guys. Thank all of you for sticking together in our path of destruction, rebellion and bullying.
Sec 3:
Sec 3 has just begun. Already I'm seeing people who will be important. But who? I don't know yet. For now....
Jerome
Junwei
Ms Hia
Ms Neo
CP(PKSG)
Dblucy(PKSG)
Zahid(PKSG)
Stephen(PKSG)
Stanley(PKSG)
Ashton(PKSG)
Nomad(PKSG)
Nazir(PKSG)
Richie(PKSG)
Jon(PKSG)
Austin(PKSG)
And maybe some more?
Yesterday's V.Day jam was great(PKSG people), special thanks to:
Richie for organizing
Dblucy, Zhiyang, CP, Zahid, and Nazir for being there to guide us. Especially Nazir. First time most of the newcomers are seeing you(him, I don't think he'll ever read this) and many of them were intimidated, but still.
All the others for attending,
I only know a few of you...
Jon
Ram
Austin, for misreading my forum nick as DaSalivaMonkay(spot the error)
Max
That tall dude with Jon
Light Blue Shirt guy, was your name Sheng Wei or something?
and those other guys, whose names I don't know/remember.
Yesterday's jam was my longest training session, and I felt that I exerted myself more than all the previous jams, but surprisingly I have the least severe muscle ache of all the days after jams...
Up to this point in my life, I would like to acknowledge people who have made a significant contribution to my life. Be prepared for a long post because this is gonna be 15 years of acquaintances
Let's begin
Naturally, my life began with my birth, so the first people I have to acknowledge are
Mum and Dad.
Immediately after them are my siblings and immediate family, i.e. uncles and aunts, grandmas and grandpas, cousins etc. can't be bothered to list. Too many
Now we'll move on to my first conscious memory. Nursery school.
I don't remember my teacher's name, but I remember that she was quite fierce, and...well generally unpleasant to a 4 year old kid, but she instilled in me a regard for law and order.
Next. Kindergarten.
Again, I don't remember most of my teachers, but of those I remember are:
Ms Storm(Believe it or not, this IS her name)
Ms Zhen(chinese teacher. I used to like chinese)
Yea. That's all.
Friends in kindergarten.....
Alison, Erfi and Eunice(Ng I think...don't really remember the name...that chao ah lian around the neighbourhood nowadays? that's her) are the only people I remember.
I remember this conversation I had with Alison
A:So what primary school you going?
Me:Xingnan
A:Oh. I going west grove.
Me:Ok.
That's the only part of kindergarten I remember. That and the fact that I once got scolded for putting a shoe print on the wall(I cried after that).
Moving on the primary school
Primary 1:
Mrs Teo, Mr Teng, Mr Tan
for teaching me English, Maths and Chinese respectively.
Mrs Teo was also my form teacher, and I remember that she was a very patient and kind, but strict teacher. Any 1E'01 people wanna correct me?
Mr Teng was one of the funniest teachers I've ever had, or it could be due to the fact that I was primary 1. I remember he had a habit of erasing chalk from the blackboard at high speeds so the clouds of chalk dust flew everywhere. We did try to imitate him. I claim championship for being the first to acheive said speeds.
Mr Tan was one of my favourite chinese teachers. He was kind and patient, and like I said, I used to like chinese. It was way easier back then...
I don't remember most of my primary 1 friends...except...
Jareb Tan
Ng Wei Kun
Stella (Ong? sorry...)
Cheng Jun(his perfect rectangle shaped head still cracks me up)
and....shit.
Jareb, Wei Kun and I were like the 3 musketeers in primary 1 and 2. In fact, our primary 2 form teacher(who I will mention later) once gave the 3 of us the 3 Musketeers chocolate bar as a present(end of year I think). I remember all the time we spent bullshitting each other in Primary 2, epecially during chinese lesson, where we would havoc around the class while everyone was doing homework and the teacher kept telling us to sit down(we ignored him)
Primary 2:
Ms Lai, Mdm Kum Lai Meng, Mr Lu
Ms Lai and Mdm Kum were my form teachers in primary 2, each reigning for one semester. I don't remember much about them....
Primary 2 was very cool for me.
Somewhere in the first half of the year, I wrote "fuck u" with condensed water droplets on the staff room door, neglecting to erase it when the teacher walked out, eventually leading to me getting scolded by 5 teachers, one by one. It was the first time I met
Mr Siew, a.k.a. Lollipop Head, Char Siew Bao.
He was a jackass to me in primary 2, namely for one act of complete disregard I will always remember. For some reason, I don't know why, I was eventually sent to him for scolding regarding the "fuck u" thing...At the time he was teaching social studies to his class. I stood there getting scolded by his metrosexual personality when one of his students came up to ask him a question. He used my head as a pedestal to prop the guy's book while reading it, and I just stood there. Many of you will know that the me today would have likely jumped up and beaten his ass into the ground, but primary school me was, sad to say, a pussy. And one might say that it's against school rules for a teacher to do something like that, but it was 2002, when they WERE allowed to do things like that.
Mr Lu was my chinese teacher in primary 2. During his lessons, because he didn't really care, me, jareb and wei kun would havoc around the class, playing around and stuff. We would bullshit each other with ridiculous lies about things that weren't possible at the time(the content of which are too ridiculous to reveal). I WILL tell you that it had things to do with huge wealth, robots and horses. Mr Lu put an injury in my chest by trying to drag me back to my seat. He incidentally pulled me straight into a chair. My parents went to school to complain about him and he begged them to forget about it. I think he's retired now.
Primary 3 to 6:
Primary 3 was the turning point in my life. Most of the friends I met in primary 3 stayed with me until primary 6, and some even beyond. Many of the teachers were the same, so I'll just go straight to p6 with this one.
Primary 3 was where I met my form teacher of 4 years.
Ms Yeo was a very strict but pleasant woman who changed my personality. Drastically. She was also my maths teacher. For 4 years I was stuck with her, and I changed from pussy to angry guy to docile guy in those 4 years. But first I want to mention the rest of my primary 3 teachers.
Mrs Tan,周老师(I forgot her english name), Mr Bryan Chang(I think it's Chang. Is it?)
Here's how I turned from pussy to angry guy.
During an interesting english lesson, There was this passage about a guy named Uncle Teck. Being typical primary 3 kids, most of my friends kept mentioning the link between my name and his during the lesson. At one point I stood up, slam table and shouted, "I'm not an uncle!" Yes, I did say that. Yes, it's stupid. I WAS PRIMARY 3.
So then Mrs Tan said, "You see ah, sometimes you people keep making jokes and you don't care about your friends feelings at all.." and I sort of stayed angry for a few years.
周老师 was my chinese teacher, and was also previously my brother's chinese teacher. She was the one who made me like chinese again after me hating it in p2. She was extremely nice and patient, and I actually made an effort to do homework then.
There's nothing much I can say about her because although she was a very nice teacher, the contribution she made to my life was . that little.
Same thing for Mr Chang. Not much of a contribution.
People in P3:
hmmmm...that's a tough one...let's see...
Samuel Low
Rayner Soh
Khong Jin Sun
Stephanie Cai
Eugene Aw
Cheah Jin Fei
Justin
Joel
Benjamin Tan
Juventino Lim Binn Binn (We just knew him as Binn Binn. I only found out about the Juventino thing at PSLE, when we read his name off his table)
Jacky Chua(shit...is it chua? He's that guy in 2A'08..Chua right?)
So here's the breakdown. Samuel and Rayner were two of my best friends in p3, 4, 5, 6 and sec 1.
Khong Jin Sun....hahahaha....I'll always remember that jackass...We were enemies for 4 years, all because...he refused to settle for truce. He was also the main source of my anger. We fought(physically, verbally, mentally), we hated, we acted like idiots. To put it simply, imagine our class as a kingdom. We were the two war-waging monarchs. Mostly everyone was neutral. Hence the idiocy of said warfare. Frankly, I still don't know why he hated me so much. Jin Sun, if you're reading this, WHY THE HELL MAN?! I don't even hate him anymore. Not worth my hate.
Stephanie Cai was also one of my best friends in P3...hah.....3E'03 people.....You will remember what it was like...shh....At the end of the year she transferred to Nan Hua Primary, and we didn't really talk much or anything again... until recently lah. but still not much communication. Steph if you're reading this, thank you for the fun and humour in p3, and you-know-what.....
Eugene Aw, Cheah Jin Fei were just those guys I played around with alot. Jin Fei was like the only other guy in my class who played basketball so....yea.. Eugene was cool with soccer so we played alot together also.
Justin, Joel, Benjamin, Binn Binn and Jacky were my friends from badminton team.
lol...I remember, primary 3 and 4 I played singles, along with justin and benjamin. then p5 and 6 I switched to playing doubles with jacky. the only other doubles in the team was binn binn and joel. joel damn funny. Everytime before serving he will bounce once. then during practice, I'll go and steal jacky's shots, so he ends up very sian. Usually I play at the front, but I run back alot.
P4:
People in P4: Mrs Maalini
P4 was when I started writing stories. The first compo I wrote in primary 4 got 38 out of 40, so I was really motivated by it. Of course, I owe it all to my english teacher, Mrs Maalini. She was the one who gave me the 38, and encouraged me to continue writing. Would you believe it, all my compos in the past were like 12/20 that kind. So I was very shocked when I got the 38/40. I can't remember what it was about though.
P5:
Another turning point in my life. this is the point where Ms Yeo convinced me to release the anger. As in, turn from angry guy to docile guy. I did. Long story.
People in P5:
Mdm Lin (chinese teacher. I feel sorry for her. will explain)
Eong Rui Xuan (eong....lol)
Samuel Low
Erfi Anugrah
Mdm Lin was my chinese teacher in P5. I started hating chinese in p5. no, it's not really her fault..it's just that chinese started getting more difficult...and higher chinese (just realized that higher chinese is actually hydrochloric acid) all that shit....So ya my homework sucked and everything. Mdm Lin, if for whatever reason you are reading this, I really didn't mean to heck care my chinese. After all, being in sec school makes you realize that primary school homework was so much better.
Eong Rui Xuan was a very weird girl. Funny, but a bit eccentric at times...Samuel, being the usual hypocrite, ended up going after her after commenting that she was nothing special. Haha. guys who know him now will know that in sec 1, he said this regarding Vanessa (Ng Qiu Rui), "Okay lah..." look what he's doing now.
Erfi Anugrah was a very important person in my life. No I'm not gay. He was the one who first introduced me to Metal, which turned out to be, as most of you know now, my preferred genre of music. One day we were just sitting in class shooting the shit. We talked about music. He said, "What do you listen to?" I told him. Then he mentioned Metal....He said, "Go check out Before I Forget by Slipknot". I did, and though the change wasn't immediate, eventually Metal was the only music I listened to. Erfi you hentai-addicted metalhead, if you're reading this man....CUT DOWN ON THE HENTAI.
P6:
P6 was the final point of my primary school life, which also turned out to be one of my most stressful years in primary school. Teachers were piling us with homework. PSLE PSLE PSLE. I ignored most of the homework, and still got A* for 3/4 subjects, A for the remaining one, and Distinction for Higher Chinese. Do I rock or do I rock?
People in P6:
Mrs Ng.
Mrs Ng was my english teacher. I remember a few of her classic quotes....
Regarding her personal life, while smiling, "You are an inquisitive bunch!"
Regarding the word/non-word "thingy", "Do not coin the english language!" again while smiling. I don't think she ever hated us.
Interesting thing that happened when I went to get my PSLE results though. 3 of my 4 subject teachers were sitting there. My english teacher, Mrs Ng, my maths teacher, Ms Yeo, and my chinese teacher, Mdm Lin. I walked up, and all of them were smiling. None of them had seen the result slip before hand.Mdm Lin handed me my results slip, saying "哇，高级华文 Distinction!" I take a look at my result slip. I was thinking....I have done minimal homework for the whole year. I was playing rakion during the actual PSLE. What could I get. Very cool marks, it turns out. I read it down.
English A*
Chinese A
Maths A*
Science A*
Higher Chinese: Distinction.
I smile and laugh along with my teachers. They were probably expecting me to screw my PSLE.
I will never forget the day I chose RV as my secondary school. Turns out to be one of the worse choices I ever made.
Anyway.
Sec 1:
Sec 1 was pretty normal. It was where I started giving up on homework.
People in Sec 1:
Vanessa
Samuel Low
Danish
Yaoqing
Nothing much in sec 1. I became slack, stupid and immature. Annoying.
Regarding the Samuel Vanessa thing. Xiaobo and I were the ones who introduced them to each other. I told Samuel about the existence of Vanessa. Xiaobo gave him her email. Haha...At first Xiaobo said that he thinks Vanessa quite chio. Samuel said, "Okay only lah" Look where he is now. Samuel you jackass. In P6 you said your standards were higher.
Sec 2:
Sec 2 was a transition. By the end of year 2, I started being active in things I liked, though still slack in things I don't like. I grew more mature. I grew stronger. And at the end of year 2, I started doing PK.
People in Sec 2:
Vanessa
Claire Bon
Huixian
Tan Wenting
Jerome Tan
Chen Huakai
Liu Bolun
Tseng Wei
Wong Junwei
Danish
Yao Qing
Vanessa has never ceased to amaze me with her intellect. And so it is with sec 2, I still don't like her. Common Sense is something easily found, however hard you may believe, vanessa.
Claire and Wenting were the people who were mostly in charge of the welfare of 2B. Claire convinced me to become more mature and Wenting was a constant bully magnet. Thanks arh...
I practically sat with Huixian for the whole of sec 2. Many thanks for the interesting discussions and for not doing homework. Every one person who doesn't do homework leads to a higher chance of teacher extending deadline.
And now with 5 of the more important people
Jerome
Bolun
Huakai
Tseng Wei
Junwei
In sec 2, the 6 of us formed the Imba 6. I remember how it began. Some audition thingy? Think it was CNY or something. "Go hall! Go hall!" "Go home! Go home!" lol..... Fun times guys. Thank all of you for sticking together in our path of destruction, rebellion and bullying.
Sec 3:
Sec 3 has just begun. Already I'm seeing people who will be important. But who? I don't know yet. For now....
Jerome
Junwei
Ms Hia
Ms Neo
CP(PKSG)
Dblucy(PKSG)
Zahid(PKSG)
Stephen(PKSG)
Stanley(PKSG)
Ashton(PKSG)
Nomad(PKSG)
Nazir(PKSG)
Richie(PKSG)
Jon(PKSG)
Austin(PKSG)
And maybe some more?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
TC reflects about his life; gives up reflection for burger
Many of you know me quite well. Actually, who am I kidding, NONE of you know me well. But enough to know parts of my personality. I suppose it is no secret that I'm quite fickle. Though it may surprise some of you to hear/read this, I do think about it sometimes. I often wonder if it's due to my reasoning mind or my reptilian mind; i.e. head or heart. Some of you may recall me saying I want to be a bachelor for a long time, but I wonder now if perhaps that is wise. I'll need at least 2 little assholes to carry on my legacy anyway.
Many times I have thought whether I would be fickle my whole life, or just for now. Many times I have given up thinking for something less torturous on my brain, e.g. sleeping/eating/sleeping/eating/sleeping. Now however I can't sleep nor eat. So I guess I'll just go play a game. Which brings me to my next point.
Gaming has become something of a lifestyle for me. FPS? No sweat. RPG? Piece of cake. RTS? I know Hannibal's tactics like ABCs. We all know of people who have made gaming their professional career. Can I do it? Sure. Do I want to? I have no idea. Naturally my parents would prefer I not be a gamer but I've never really cared too much about what they want me to be. Rather, it is about the lifespan of the gaming market. Many many games = less games with good quality = less fun = less gamers = less games = no market. Will it stay? Gaming is too unstable a job.
I'm starting to rant. I have no idea what I'm talking about. I'm sleepy. Can I ever not wake up? Would be fun I guess. But not right now. I have too much unaccomplished. Shit. I'm sounding like some emo jackal. The worst fear of every man is to become that which he most despises. Am I walking the road to damnation? I guess I am. Am I having fun? Maybe. Am I ready to die anytime soon? No, I'm not. I'll boot Hades back to his foggy pit if he tries to collect me. Sorry for the complete lack of humour in this post guys. I'm brain-dead.
Many times I have thought whether I would be fickle my whole life, or just for now. Many times I have given up thinking for something less torturous on my brain, e.g. sleeping/eating/sleeping/eating/sleeping. Now however I can't sleep nor eat. So I guess I'll just go play a game. Which brings me to my next point.
Gaming has become something of a lifestyle for me. FPS? No sweat. RPG? Piece of cake. RTS? I know Hannibal's tactics like ABCs. We all know of people who have made gaming their professional career. Can I do it? Sure. Do I want to? I have no idea. Naturally my parents would prefer I not be a gamer but I've never really cared too much about what they want me to be. Rather, it is about the lifespan of the gaming market. Many many games = less games with good quality = less fun = less gamers = less games = no market. Will it stay? Gaming is too unstable a job.
I'm starting to rant. I have no idea what I'm talking about. I'm sleepy. Can I ever not wake up? Would be fun I guess. But not right now. I have too much unaccomplished. Shit. I'm sounding like some emo jackal. The worst fear of every man is to become that which he most despises. Am I walking the road to damnation? I guess I am. Am I having fun? Maybe. Am I ready to die anytime soon? No, I'm not. I'll boot Hades back to his foggy pit if he tries to collect me. Sorry for the complete lack of humour in this post guys. I'm brain-dead.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Update
Hi guys had no time to update recently because I'm kinda tired out by the start of the school year. And also because I'm lazy. Anyway.
Life has been kinda shitty recently. Or not. I'm not sure. I've improved quite a lot in parkour, but there's still a long way to go, i.e. the rest of my life. Fell down in shit the previous tuesday. Shitwater at least. Not fun. Huakai, if you're reading this, you owe me 10 dollars.
Not looking forward to the new additions to the scout troop this coming Feb/March. I kinda hate sec 1s. If you want to ask me whether I hate my sec 1 self, yes. Why? They're ignorant, loud, childish, annoying. But we're all like that. I acknowledge that. Doesn't stop me from hating them. I hate primary school kids more anyway. Luckily I won't be interacting with them much until the ASLs have taught them what they need to know. Let's hope this year's sec 1s are more competent.
3L is alright I guess. Let's hope it just gets better.
I don't know what to make of my life now. As of now, except from my family, close friends and Parkour, there's nothing to live for. Guess I'll just focus on parkour for now. PKSG FTW!
Life has been kinda shitty recently. Or not. I'm not sure. I've improved quite a lot in parkour, but there's still a long way to go, i.e. the rest of my life. Fell down in shit the previous tuesday. Shitwater at least. Not fun. Huakai, if you're reading this, you owe me 10 dollars.
Not looking forward to the new additions to the scout troop this coming Feb/March. I kinda hate sec 1s. If you want to ask me whether I hate my sec 1 self, yes. Why? They're ignorant, loud, childish, annoying. But we're all like that. I acknowledge that. Doesn't stop me from hating them. I hate primary school kids more anyway. Luckily I won't be interacting with them much until the ASLs have taught them what they need to know. Let's hope this year's sec 1s are more competent.
3L is alright I guess. Let's hope it just gets better.
I don't know what to make of my life now. As of now, except from my family, close friends and Parkour, there's nothing to live for. Guess I'll just focus on parkour for now. PKSG FTW!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I'm bored and not sleepy yet
So I gotta occupy myself until I sleep.
From huixian's blog(don't usually read it but, I'm bored) :
1. You are walking in the woods. You are not alone. Who's with you?
A donkey named Lars
2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What is it?
Alpha Male of a wolf pack.
3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
We touch noses and greet, and spend the day hunting.
4.You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is your dream house. How big is it?
A medieval style peasant sized cottage.
5. Is your dream house surrounded by fence?
No.
6.You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining table is covered with?
A bowl of fruits in the center, animals everywhere else. Alive. Feasting. Not on each other.
7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?
A ceramic mug
8. What do you do with the cup?
I hurl it far from the forest. It doesn't belong there.
9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at a body of water, what kind is it?
A lake.
10.How do you cross that body of water?
Swim
1. the person you are walking with in the woods is the person most impt to you.
LARS! WILL YOU MARRY ME?
2.the size of the animal represents your perception of the size of your problems in your life.
Alpha Male sized problems. I can tell.
3. The severity of your interaction represents how u deal with your problems.
I deal with my problems like best friends?
4. The size of your dream house is the size of ur ambition.
Not true. Or is it?
5.A lack of fence means you have an open personality. People are welcomed to your life at all times. If you have a fence, you prefer people to not drop by unannounced.
I guess.
6. If your answer did not include food, flowers or people, then you are generally unhappy.
...........
7. The durability of the material with the cup represents the perceived durability of your relationship with ur lovers.
I guess it's kinda true.
8. What you did with the cup represents ur attitude.
My attitude towards what? Everything? I hurl everything far far away?
9. The size of the body of water represents the size of your relationships.
Lake. How can a lake sized relationship be fragile(refer to question 7)?
10. The way you cross the water represents how easy or hard u expect ur life to be.
So I expect my life to be like Dante Must Die difficulty.
Next quiz
Also from huixian's blog(where else am I supposed to find a quiz?)
RULES:1. Put Your itunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name
Note: For the sake of comedy, I'm switching to my Metal playlist.
If someone says "is this okay?" you say:
Wish I Had An Angel - Nightwish
(Hey man take a look at this structure. Is this okay? Wish I had an angel.)
What do you like in a guy/girl?
Push It - Static X
("Yeah you push it!" x 4 ----Lyrics. Serious)
How do you feel today?
Nemo - Nightwish
(The song is about a person not knowing her identity. ???)
What is your life's purpose?
Bring Me To Life - Evanescence (note: not classified Metal, but heavy enough to be in my list)
(DON'T YOU DIE ON ME LARS!)
What is your motto?
Psychosocial - Slipknot
("And the rain will kill us all, throw ourselves against the wall, but no one else can see; the preservation of the martyr in me. Psychosocial x 4")
What do your friends think of you?
Haunted - Disturbed
(I'm not haunted. Yet.)
What do you think of your parents?
Dragula - Rob Zombie
(The Dragula is a sports car designed to look like a coffin.)
What do you think about very often?
Scum of the Earth - Rob Zombie
(It's true, I think about the scum of the earth often.)
What is 2 + 2?
Bodies - Drowning Pool
(2 + 2 = Bodies. NO LARS! NOOOOOOOO)
What do you think of your best friend?
10,000 Fists - Disturbed
(He/She does / does not deserve Ten Thousand Fists.)
What do you think of the person you like?
Voicess - Disturbed
(I think she's hearing voices.)
What is your life story?
Wish I Had An Angel - Nightwish (Note: Purely coincidental. I only have 35 songs in the playlist)
(Would you believe the accuracy of this one?)
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Before I Forget - Slipknot
(I want to not have amnesia)
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Everybody's Fool - Evanescence
("Perfect by nature, Icons of self-indulgence...")
What will you dance to at your wedding?
Indestructible - Disturbed
("My motivation, an oath I've sworn to defend, to win the honor of coming back home again.")
What will they play at your funeral?
Guarded - Disturbed
(No. I want them to play Cantina Band from Star Wars: A New Hope in an annoying neverending loop.)
What is your hobby/interest?
Before I Forget - Slipknot (Told ya. 35 songs)
(My hobby is to remember stuff?)
What is your biggest fear?
Everybody's Fool - Evanescence (too bad I rated this one 4 stars)
(I guess perhaps that is my biggest fear. Being Everybody's Fool.)
What is your biggest secret?
Indestructible - Disturbed
("I am indestructible!" ---- Lyrics. No kidding.)
Right still not even half sleepy. Must be lacking caffeine.
*spends 15 minutes looking for more stuff to do*
okay NOW I'm tired. seeya.
From huixian's blog(don't usually read it but, I'm bored) :
1. You are walking in the woods. You are not alone. Who's with you?
A donkey named Lars
2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What is it?
Alpha Male of a wolf pack.
3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
We touch noses and greet, and spend the day hunting.
4.You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is your dream house. How big is it?
A medieval style peasant sized cottage.
5. Is your dream house surrounded by fence?
No.
6.You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining table is covered with?
A bowl of fruits in the center, animals everywhere else. Alive. Feasting. Not on each other.
7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?
A ceramic mug
8. What do you do with the cup?
I hurl it far from the forest. It doesn't belong there.
9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at a body of water, what kind is it?
A lake.
10.How do you cross that body of water?
Swim
1. the person you are walking with in the woods is the person most impt to you.
LARS! WILL YOU MARRY ME?
2.the size of the animal represents your perception of the size of your problems in your life.
Alpha Male sized problems. I can tell.
3. The severity of your interaction represents how u deal with your problems.
I deal with my problems like best friends?
4. The size of your dream house is the size of ur ambition.
Not true. Or is it?
5.A lack of fence means you have an open personality. People are welcomed to your life at all times. If you have a fence, you prefer people to not drop by unannounced.
I guess.
6. If your answer did not include food, flowers or people, then you are generally unhappy.
...........
7. The durability of the material with the cup represents the perceived durability of your relationship with ur lovers.
I guess it's kinda true.
8. What you did with the cup represents ur attitude.
My attitude towards what? Everything? I hurl everything far far away?
9. The size of the body of water represents the size of your relationships.
Lake. How can a lake sized relationship be fragile(refer to question 7)?
10. The way you cross the water represents how easy or hard u expect ur life to be.
So I expect my life to be like Dante Must Die difficulty.
Next quiz
Also from huixian's blog(where else am I supposed to find a quiz?)
RULES:1. Put Your itunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name
Note: For the sake of comedy, I'm switching to my Metal playlist.
If someone says "is this okay?" you say:
Wish I Had An Angel - Nightwish
(Hey man take a look at this structure. Is this okay? Wish I had an angel.)
What do you like in a guy/girl?
Push It - Static X
("Yeah you push it!" x 4 ----Lyrics. Serious)
How do you feel today?
Nemo - Nightwish
(The song is about a person not knowing her identity. ???)
What is your life's purpose?
Bring Me To Life - Evanescence (note: not classified Metal, but heavy enough to be in my list)
(DON'T YOU DIE ON ME LARS!)
What is your motto?
Psychosocial - Slipknot
("And the rain will kill us all, throw ourselves against the wall, but no one else can see; the preservation of the martyr in me. Psychosocial x 4")
What do your friends think of you?
Haunted - Disturbed
(I'm not haunted. Yet.)
What do you think of your parents?
Dragula - Rob Zombie
(The Dragula is a sports car designed to look like a coffin.)
What do you think about very often?
Scum of the Earth - Rob Zombie
(It's true, I think about the scum of the earth often.)
What is 2 + 2?
Bodies - Drowning Pool
(2 + 2 = Bodies. NO LARS! NOOOOOOOO)
What do you think of your best friend?
10,000 Fists - Disturbed
(He/She does / does not deserve Ten Thousand Fists.)
What do you think of the person you like?
Voicess - Disturbed
(I think she's hearing voices.)
What is your life story?
Wish I Had An Angel - Nightwish (Note: Purely coincidental. I only have 35 songs in the playlist)
(Would you believe the accuracy of this one?)
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Before I Forget - Slipknot
(I want to not have amnesia)
What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Everybody's Fool - Evanescence
("Perfect by nature, Icons of self-indulgence...")
What will you dance to at your wedding?
Indestructible - Disturbed
("My motivation, an oath I've sworn to defend, to win the honor of coming back home again.")
What will they play at your funeral?
Guarded - Disturbed
(No. I want them to play Cantina Band from Star Wars: A New Hope in an annoying neverending loop.)
What is your hobby/interest?
Before I Forget - Slipknot (Told ya. 35 songs)
(My hobby is to remember stuff?)
What is your biggest fear?
Everybody's Fool - Evanescence (too bad I rated this one 4 stars)
(I guess perhaps that is my biggest fear. Being Everybody's Fool.)
What is your biggest secret?
Indestructible - Disturbed
("I am indestructible!" ---- Lyrics. No kidding.)
Right still not even half sleepy. Must be lacking caffeine.
*spends 15 minutes looking for more stuff to do*
okay NOW I'm tired. seeya.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year
Happy New Year to all my readers, and thank you for reading this blog for as long as you have. Unless this is the first time. In which case go screw yourself.
Happy New Year to 2B'08 for being a *not gonna say it* class all year round, and last year. You have been an endless source of amusement, frustration and disgust.
Happy New Year to Imba 6. You have been an endless source of pain and amusement.
Happy New Year to Bobo/Bolun/宝宝/Balloon for being.....Bolun.
Happy New Year to Rvians for making me feel like dying all year round.
Happy New Year to the RV teachers for being complete asses all year round, with the exception of those few. Who will know who they are.
Happy New Year to 3L'09 because I know if I don't include you guys something will happen to me next year.
Happy New Year to all the Primary 6 Xingnanians of 2006 for turning into complete jackasses in sec school.
Happy New Year to PKSG, especially those who came for the NYE jam. It was great and I hope that there will be more jams like these in the future. Special thanks to the more experienced guys(whose names elude me) for teaching the beginners and to cp for filming. Better make a good video out of it.
Happy New Year to that guy playing guitar and harmonica in the Clarke Quay underpass. It'd better be because I gave you $1.20. And that other guy playing guitar on my way back. Because I gave you $2(I noticed everyone else put down coins).
And Happy New Year to everyone else whom I haven't mentioned for whatever reason.
And if you guys really wanna know, yes I DID run into a wall. You should try what I did. You'll not only injure your knee with a few minor scratches.
P.S. Good luck to the teachers of 3L'09.
Happy New Year to 2B'08 for being a *not gonna say it* class all year round, and last year. You have been an endless source of amusement, frustration and disgust.
Happy New Year to Imba 6. You have been an endless source of pain and amusement.
Happy New Year to Bobo/Bolun/宝宝/Balloon for being.....Bolun.
Happy New Year to Rvians for making me feel like dying all year round.
Happy New Year to the RV teachers for being complete asses all year round, with the exception of those few. Who will know who they are.
Happy New Year to 3L'09 because I know if I don't include you guys something will happen to me next year.
Happy New Year to all the Primary 6 Xingnanians of 2006 for turning into complete jackasses in sec school.
Happy New Year to PKSG, especially those who came for the NYE jam. It was great and I hope that there will be more jams like these in the future. Special thanks to the more experienced guys(whose names elude me) for teaching the beginners and to cp for filming. Better make a good video out of it.
Happy New Year to that guy playing guitar and harmonica in the Clarke Quay underpass. It'd better be because I gave you $1.20. And that other guy playing guitar on my way back. Because I gave you $2(I noticed everyone else put down coins).
And Happy New Year to everyone else whom I haven't mentioned for whatever reason.
And if you guys really wanna know, yes I DID run into a wall. You should try what I did. You'll not only injure your knee with a few minor scratches.
P.S. Good luck to the teachers of 3L'09.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Iron? Steel? Aluminium? METAL
Today's post will be about a topic close to my heart(I'm still wondering if I have one, but for now we'll just assume I do)
Music. And not that stupid pussy stuff like Simple Plan. They whine alot.
It's like listening to my baby cousin. Actually she sounds better.
Anyway. Metal has not been around for long. 30 or so years. Developed in late 60s and early 70s. People seem to think Metal = lots of screaming. According to sources, Metal developed from THE BLUES. That's right. THE BLUES. So you can't say that it's just crazy people screaming. It's THE BLUES. Blue's rock and psychedelic rock. Some early pioneers were people like Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath and Deep Purple. That means pieces like Stairway to Heaven and the famous Smoke on the Water also counts as Metal. You'll notice that there is NO SCREAMING in either Smoke on the Water or Stairway to Heaven. Oh by the way, you'll notice that they are 6 mins and 8 mins respectively. Anyone knows why songs are a lot shorter nowadays?
Anyway. It's not people destroying drums and pulling out guitar strings either.
Listen to Indestructible by Disturbed. Notice the background riff during the verses. That is one of the most interesting riffs i've heard in a long time(mainly because it sounds funky and took me 1 month++ of listening to the song to notice). And listen to the solos of a few metal songs. I suggest Slipknot for people with good resistance and Disturbed for those who prefer a softer form of Metal(or for those who don't prefer Metal at all). Listen to the riffs and solos. Some of the best guitarwork out there.
Then about drums. Listen to Pull Harder on the Strings of Your Martyr by Trivium.
At least the first 10 seconds. Right there, you hear some good drumming. Listen to the rest of the song and pay attention to the drums. In fact, pay attention to the drums in every song you listen to. Notice the intricacies of the drumwork.
And vocals? Sure, some of them scream and shout, but have you ever looked at the lyrics? Most of them have a meaning to them(most, not all. There are always a few idiots really screaming and shouting for no reason). And the shouting? Come on, it lifts your mood. Gives you energy and rhythym. Headbangers bang heads for a reason. Too much energy is my reason. No idea about the others. Listening to metal makes you wanna jump around and DO stuff. At least for me it does. So give metal a chance. I don't wanna be the only kid in school who listens to metal.
Music. And not that stupid pussy stuff like Simple Plan. They whine alot.
It's like listening to my baby cousin. Actually she sounds better.
Anyway. Metal has not been around for long. 30 or so years. Developed in late 60s and early 70s. People seem to think Metal = lots of screaming. According to sources, Metal developed from THE BLUES. That's right. THE BLUES. So you can't say that it's just crazy people screaming. It's THE BLUES. Blue's rock and psychedelic rock. Some early pioneers were people like Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath and Deep Purple. That means pieces like Stairway to Heaven and the famous Smoke on the Water also counts as Metal. You'll notice that there is NO SCREAMING in either Smoke on the Water or Stairway to Heaven. Oh by the way, you'll notice that they are 6 mins and 8 mins respectively. Anyone knows why songs are a lot shorter nowadays?
Anyway. It's not people destroying drums and pulling out guitar strings either.
Listen to Indestructible by Disturbed. Notice the background riff during the verses. That is one of the most interesting riffs i've heard in a long time(mainly because it sounds funky and took me 1 month++ of listening to the song to notice). And listen to the solos of a few metal songs. I suggest Slipknot for people with good resistance and Disturbed for those who prefer a softer form of Metal(or for those who don't prefer Metal at all). Listen to the riffs and solos. Some of the best guitarwork out there.
Then about drums. Listen to Pull Harder on the Strings of Your Martyr by Trivium.
At least the first 10 seconds. Right there, you hear some good drumming. Listen to the rest of the song and pay attention to the drums. In fact, pay attention to the drums in every song you listen to. Notice the intricacies of the drumwork.
And vocals? Sure, some of them scream and shout, but have you ever looked at the lyrics? Most of them have a meaning to them(most, not all. There are always a few idiots really screaming and shouting for no reason). And the shouting? Come on, it lifts your mood. Gives you energy and rhythym. Headbangers bang heads for a reason. Too much energy is my reason. No idea about the others. Listening to metal makes you wanna jump around and DO stuff. At least for me it does. So give metal a chance. I don't wanna be the only kid in school who listens to metal.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
NPC
Returned from NPC 2008 yesterday. NPC can stand for:
Non-Player Character
No Plugs Can
Never Play Coy
Noobs Pilfer Conmen
Negros Pwn Canadians
Nigeria Pwns Canada
Netherlands Probably Couldn't
Norway Probably Could
No Peeing, Copernicus
Nab Police Choreographers
Nachos Present Cheese
Nacre Pearls Cry
Nads Please, Cowboy
Naff Playboys Colonize
Nagging Prebupescent Crybabies
Nah, Pisshead Cunt
Nails Penetrate Clooney
Naive President's Chinless
Naked People Cover
Name Pablo Caca
Nanny Powered Culling
Nanobot Pulls Chinups
Nap Productively, Caesar
Napalm Poured Cautiously
Napkins Protect Crotches
Nappies Protect Children
Narcissism Pleases Cats
Narked Producer Caves
Narrator Progenerates Cars
Narrow Pe..People Crowd
Nasal Placenta Calls
Nascent Project Cools
Nasty Prince Commits
Natal Parrots Cleave
National Players Check
Native Plants Correct
Natter Produces Chatter
Natural Ponds Congeal
Nature Produces Corpses
Naughty Parents Control
Nautical Pirates Cry
Naval Position Closed
National Pioneering Competition
However, in this case, it stands for National Patrol Camp.
P.S. I used 7 pages of words beginning with N, but am now too tired to continue.
It lasted 5 days and 4 nights, and it sucked. Our campsite was damn muddy. The people on our right had it worse though. Catholic High won the following:
Gold
Best Patrol
Best Orienteering Team
Best First Aid Team
Best Campsite
Best Camp Cooking
Best Campfire Skit
I'm sure there are more, but you get the point. The point being that we need to burn down Catholic High so that other people can win something. Won't tell you what we guys won. Find out when school starts. Suffice to say, it did not really meet our expectations. There were a total of less than 30 girls out of the 480 participants, and they mostly look like this.
Well, not EXACTLY, but you get the point. Mostly, not all ;)
To quote myself, "I don't even mind getting a (results undisclosed), but I didn't even talk to a girl the whole camp"
Except for that weird girl who giggled when I got annoyed at having to take back the cover of the box that we had to wash so I could wash it again. Who wasn't anything special. Oh well.
Then there was the thing about judges. While most of them were quite okay, like that little old guy and Benjamin(BENNY!), there's always a dick like that guy called Tat Wai to screw up your life. They say that our seniors pissed him off long ago and he still hates RV scouts. Screw that fuckface.
I think fun and comfort clouds my judgement. During the camp I massacred ants and assisted in the demise of 2 earthworms and 2 crickets. Oh well.
Non-Player Character
No Plugs Can
Never Play Coy
Noobs Pilfer Conmen
Negros Pwn Canadians
Nigeria Pwns Canada
Netherlands Probably Couldn't
Norway Probably Could
No Peeing, Copernicus
Nab Police Choreographers
Nachos Present Cheese
Nacre Pearls Cry
Nads Please, Cowboy
Naff Playboys Colonize
Nagging Prebupescent Crybabies
Nah, Pisshead Cunt
Nails Penetrate Clooney
Naive President's Chinless
Naked People Cover
Name Pablo Caca
Nanny Powered Culling
Nanobot Pulls Chinups
Nap Productively, Caesar
Napalm Poured Cautiously
Napkins Protect Crotches
Nappies Protect Children
Narcissism Pleases Cats
Narked Producer Caves
Narrator Progenerates Cars
Narrow Pe..People Crowd
Nasal Placenta Calls
Nascent Project Cools
Nasty Prince Commits
Natal Parrots Cleave
National Players Check
Native Plants Correct
Natter Produces Chatter
Natural Ponds Congeal
Nature Produces Corpses
Naughty Parents Control
Nautical Pirates Cry
Naval Position Closed
National Pioneering Competition
However, in this case, it stands for National Patrol Camp.
P.S. I used 7 pages of words beginning with N, but am now too tired to continue.
It lasted 5 days and 4 nights, and it sucked. Our campsite was damn muddy. The people on our right had it worse though. Catholic High won the following:
Gold
Best Patrol
Best Orienteering Team
Best First Aid Team
Best Campsite
Best Camp Cooking
Best Campfire Skit
I'm sure there are more, but you get the point. The point being that we need to burn down Catholic High so that other people can win something. Won't tell you what we guys won. Find out when school starts. Suffice to say, it did not really meet our expectations. There were a total of less than 30 girls out of the 480 participants, and they mostly look like this.
Well, not EXACTLY, but you get the point. Mostly, not all ;)
To quote myself, "I don't even mind getting a (results undisclosed), but I didn't even talk to a girl the whole camp"
Except for that weird girl who giggled when I got annoyed at having to take back the cover of the box that we had to wash so I could wash it again. Who wasn't anything special. Oh well.
Then there was the thing about judges. While most of them were quite okay, like that little old guy and Benjamin(BENNY!), there's always a dick like that guy called Tat Wai to screw up your life. They say that our seniors pissed him off long ago and he still hates RV scouts. Screw that fuckface.
I think fun and comfort clouds my judgement. During the camp I massacred ants and assisted in the demise of 2 earthworms and 2 crickets. Oh well.
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