eMK@y -----

I FOUND MY TOTALLY OWNAGE LONG LOST FRIEND! w00t!!!

quite pretty. XD lol. yeah i laike! its naice!!!


i know its dam bimbo gay but <3<3<3 yeah mann i laike this.

man this has been a really emotionally charged weekend. and tomorrow...wah lao

sorry if i sounded dam enthu while talking to you guys it seriously is a dam interesting period of my life XDXDXD woot xors ggxx poonxors 

Monday - hockey, lanning with friends!!!
Tuesday - CAP BRIEFING!

Going to be rather packed. Heh XD



i reminisce my past
i relish the present
but i sit and stare
wondering my path in the future.



I need a digital camera. and now i think blogspot could be much better than this laoyapok thing.

I know I haven’t been updating much. usually I update my blog when its past 2 am. So here I am now at this time.

1.       Got into CAP mentorship. Not that great tho – 9 ppl from our school got in. Well, hope I get haresh or alfian as my mentor.

2.       Got a new gx 4000 hockey stick. Hope it would own XD

3.       LOTS AND LOTS of poetry slam

Ok poetry slam.

Ahman: WHEN I SAE PAOTRAE YAOU SAY SLAAAIM!  PAOTRAE –

Shek:  Suck my b___s.

 

Ok poetry slam sucked lah basically. At the scenes, we didn’t get high marks because we failed to please the judges, and make them happy. In fact all they wanted was bimbotism in my opinion. They didn’t really judge the poem based on the actual emotion and expression within the poem itself. Anurak was angsting, and for a reason. But in my opinion, the CHIJ team deserved to win lah. They put in a lot of effort on the poetry slam thing.

BUT NEVER MIND 2M STILL OWNS RI’s ASS OFF!!!

Ok next behind the scenes. Some 2M guys were REALLY HORNY AND SCREWED UP DURING THE POETRY SLAM FINALS. coftedcofzhunaocofwelcofcofcof. oh yah and cofashrafcof.  Some sexually deprived lah. Basically, in poetry slam this girl saw me and we talked a bit. then we EXCHANGED CONTACT NUMBERS with each other to stay in touch with each other. but msn me or ask me more about it and I would consider telling you more. otherwise, that’s all I can say here. XD

Then charis and I met at the auditorium. Hahaha from what I heard the two prefects (of which one of them was MR (IM) PAULTERN (T) ) started accosting her XD. Lol but cannot blame them lah, she looks nice without  glasses. We exchanged chocolates then I showed her to the auditorium and stuff. But then OMG! When I went back up I couldn’t believe what I heard.

According to sources, Jonathan was looking at Charis like a wide eyed despo, Ted was doing pelvic thrusts on his seat, and Shek was like zomgg-ing. What so surprising guys? I thot you guys kept saying she was a FUGLY BATTERY HEN!? *hinthint shek* Anyway the chocolates were dam nice. And really bitter which makes it even nicer to suit my mood man. The poetry slam really sucked. Hell.

But NEVER MIND! cos 2M OWNS! at the end of everything, shek, aman, moses, yiwen, fuggle, ted and I were at S11 eating, drinking and being merry  XD. Ok fine, merry is an understatement – I think we were almost drunk.

Aman: Take this you ass. (gives the chicken ass to shek)

Shek: WHATT!?

Me: You are what you eat shek. And i think you are a cockhead. (gives him the chicken head)

Shek: WTFFFF!!!!

Me: Set. Lets take a picture of this.

Shek: SET.

 

WHEN I SAY POETRY YOU SAY SLAAAIM!! POETRY:

SLAAAAAIM!!!!

 

haha our class dam hot xia. 2M rock on!!!

 

from the start, I

could imagine us holding hands

scooting around in the night sky

already in appreciation

of the bonds we had as a class

with fun that could never cool

from sprays of enthusiasm

 

but as time goes by, I feel

as if more and more strings on me

are being attached

to a mobile

concreting their functions as

survival necessities

for I would die without it

 

I can never let go

as without you all

there would never have been me

 

---

 

after 2 years

the mobile has to  detach from the ceiling

but the baby sleeps

dreaming of the days he talked to those little people above him

amongst shimmering seas and sparkling skys

Waving goodbye to shrek and superkirk

ever spinning

ever smiling

 

we will be left

forever dangling

in hearts and minds

2M is a dam nice class. I really think that 2M would be the best class I ever had in my life. Rather straightforward for a next post huh? But I know that most of our class would agree, mebbe those who don’t really fit in may not agree. But yes we’re a very bonded class compared to the others out there.  And I love it for that.

Remember the 1M times? just knew we had that enthusiastic energy inside us, but it seemed to be going hey wire cos everything was going the wrong way. Loved my class at that time but still, the effect wasn’t really there. Except during the movie makings. They were seriously very fun, and kudos to those who participated man, love you guys. But just didn’t seem right.

Things have gone much better in Sec 2 though. Didn’t expect myself to become cec after stoning around for a year, but yeah tried my best though. But I think it was the class that made themselves better. Although the discipline isn’t perfect and pisses aymie off, I guess that’s the way the cookie crumbles. No matter what, I have to admit that this class has grown to become more bonded thru this whole year.

Talked to moses today, at macs after dinner. Quite a refreshing talk – talked about all the good and bad stuff about our classmates, and our personal impressions of almost everyone of them. Really interesting, but both of us realized that the class is still pretty cliquish. those ppl who try but cannot really fit in at times. Really hope that we would break through this and make 2M a much more bonded class, and make these last 3 months a memorable experience for everyone.

Know I’m quite a faggot sometimes, and dun show myself as a role model for others to follow. I apologize for that too. But I hope my efforts aren’t in vain, as well as the rest of the cec like shek and yezhou, to make this class a memorable class. Would plan hard for the chalet at the end of the year, relax, its gonna be real fun. all you need to do is to participate. We’ll give the formal letters and the things to bring after the ccts.

Back to my randomizing about the class. Was quite shocked at Ms lim, that rgs teacher, when she told me that if she were my form teacher, she would have sacked me. :S boy that was harsh. but that also reminded me how I am not really disciplined enough to be considered a leader. Though plim can be quite a bitch sometimes, I have to admit that she’s lenient to me as a monitor even though I am screwy at maths, and I appreciate that. To the class, I really hope the play goes well, cooperate with the production team kayz? dun mug so hard guys, though it’s the eoys, make sure we enjoy more of these last few days together yeah?

I’ve a feeling I’m gonna cry for this class at the end of the year. That’s quite an achievement.

There’ll never be a class like 2m07 ever again. one that can think of a new fad every single day. powersliding to nikewaterbottle fighting to pearl shooting, to hokkien vulgarity spitting and chasing each other to get their handphones back. One that can and will make 2 movies in one year. One that will never lose the fun of pulling down people’s pants before P E lesson, cracking yo mamma jokes, sucking apple sourz ice creams till they are limp.

2m’s god damn frickin bimbo gay. but hell I love this class.

I dunno why but suddenly I am emo about 2M today. Before I move on to sleeping, lets first thank all my friends here rather briefly.

Kudos to Adil for helping me in my maths and my debates, and being a cool class monitor for 1M!

Kudos to Anu for CAPping with me and having a great time together in poetry slam, RE etc.

Thanks Aqid for helping to stage-manage the play! And being the hardcore mat you are XD

Loves to Ted for YOUR AWESOME FRIENDSHIP, your honesty and the *ahem* you’re bringing to the chalet

Also for Chia for being the funny presenter, like those geog lessons and presentations.

Daniel too for sharing us your interesting expeditions with cofMERILINcof. And your chaomuggerness

Davin for helping me with all my science and maths stuff which I hate doing. You’re a great friend XD

Thanks Java (for bearing with our jokes XD hope they didn’t WEIGH YOU DOWN TOO MUCH)

Thanks Isaac FOR BEING THE SUPER COOL MEP GUY YOU ARE! yeah you ownxors

Thanks TG for how you added colour to the life of 2M (: And for your artpassness XD

Kudos Zhunao for your MARH-GARH-ness. Srsly, you would look handsome without all those worksheets in front of you.

Thanks Kwek for being the really weird but nice guy you are :S haha lol

Lol Jordan and your fantastic mechwarrior drawings! Good luck for the costumes!

Kudos to YeZhou for being a great assistant monitor! And for the corny but laffable godfather jokes.

Thanks Kieng Mahr for 500 days of providing the DAILY HOMEWORK SERVICE to us FOC!!!!

Thanks Welras for being such a nice guy with your aaa-aacHHHHAREMS XD Maths Genius!

Lol Rif for being a great moor house hockey ic XD DUN THINK YOU CAN SUAN ME FOR ANYTHING NOW

Love you moses for being such a great best friend. If I had continued I think it would last a page. XD

Kudos to Ashraf for being such a cool prefect! “Mix-a-lot like to go down and make it, when the girl is large and _____”

Kudos to Sufyan for taking the very uber pro responsibility of HELPING MAAS! that’s quite a feat

Thanks SHEK for being such a great treasurer! Lol this years chalet we’re gonna make it rock HI FAIVE!

Thanks YiWen for introducing to me Taiwanese and Japanese babes ;D;D LOLZ RUBY LIN HEBE TIEN RIYO MORI MISA AMANE HAAWTS

Thanks AMANCHEN! For DISTURBING ME SO MUCH IN HUMANITIES LESSONS and KOPPING MY PHONE!!! XDXDXDXD YOU’RE THE NICEST PARTNER I CAN EVER HAVE IN CLASS MAN. 

Thanks JiaXing for supporting me quite a lot after hockey tournaments and being the guy who livens up every boring lesson. Seriously, Kudos to Jia Xing mann!

And last but not least FUGGLE for being the greatest director in the universe! Ah, you’d better work hard for EoY movie ah!

 

THANKS ALL GUYS! I know its gay but <3<3 you guys lots.

Hhax. Felt better. Gotta Sleep now, its 4.30am. peace out.

 

eMK@y

I am the fray

Yeps thanks guys for the replies. Really do appreciate them all man. That time I was feeling really emo, but with your replies I felt much better. Just hope that my ccts this time are not as bad as before.

Now for juicy stuff!

1.       SAMSUNG U3!

Do U 1 U2 (dah heavy metal band) or the U3!!!!

of course, the u3. lame joke but uuuuh the u3 rocks like hard rock café! frickin sleek, smooth and shiny and your hand melts when you touch it. With its integrated touch pad and suave styling, you would already fall for its looks.

Not yet? then check out its 0w^@63 DNSE surround sound uberblaster cyborg fusion 22^nd century electroniculizationalifying mechanism. The bass enhancement owns your balls off! That’s the power of Samsung.

Uh, Samsung.( but who’s sam?) not to forget the more expensive k3 and k5 which are much better, but never mind, if you’re looking for the sleeker, smaller, more affordable alternative, then the u3 is the one for you! But yah, dun kop my trendiness ;D

2.       CLASS CUPID POETRY

Guys! Tell me your crush! Yes! And your name would be added to the list of verse, otherwise known as class cupid poetry.

Lol I have the whole collection. Started when Mrs Maas (lol maas) started talking about sum cupid writing competition. Then someone asked whether we can write poetry. She said yes. Then we started saying that roses are red violets are blue shit. Then I crapped up this poem for ashraf:

“Apples are red, lemons are yellow

Ashraf likes fruits, but less than he likes ___________”

 

(raises eyebrows at 1000flutters per minute)

Not to forget Ashraf’s (unpro) poem for me. Ok lah shall give him sum face lah, lets modify it.

 

The pyramids are in Egypt, the Eiffel tower is in paris

But the greatest wonder of the world is the Michael in ________.

 

like erm. okayyee.

For more poems come and approach me and tell me your secret crush! (raises eyebrows again)

3.       Hockey.

Sia la, try so hard already. Every time during my free time I would practice on my hockey skills and basics, but doesn’t seem to work still. PT also deteoriating apparently. Cannot keep up with Wai Chong for that 30 minute jog run sprint thing. haiz.

But it was quite crazy during the sole training session from 7.30 – 9 pm after inter house debates :S it felt dam cool dribbling in the night, but not cool when I lost the ball and had to find it in the night -.-

Just hope we win lah. get into semis.

--eMK@y
dun come play play

Cross country was also below expectations – 33^rd place. I could have got more if not for my shoelaces though. But still, I did not perform today. And Mrs. Lim came up to me and started lecturing on my maturity in throwing the chair on Shek’s chair on Friday. Yeah, maybe I should have to consider my actions first, but then…

Very sorry for not posting much these few days, but there has been lots of stuff on. This month has been a really screwed up time for me.

I feel emo, guys. Yes, I feel really emo. Since the time after CAP, life has just been getting worse and worse, trust me. People on the outside may have seen me starting to lose my sense of my humor, my conversation skills and my patience for the class and for others. Didn’t expect you guys to know about my problems, but since this blog is rather much abandoned, its so much better to convey my feelings here.

Usually I have hockey and debates after school, and every day I would be lucky to reach home at even 6.30 every day. sometimes I reach home at nine, sometimes even at 10, for different reasons everytime. Then I would do my revision until 1 am before sleeping. Only until recently do I feel the weight of my eyelids as  I continue with my work.

Apparently, my mother had told me I had too many commitments. Debates and Hockey, at that time, didn’t seem much of a juggle, so I didn’t really listen, even though I was really committed into both ccas, and I thought with the right amount of effort put in, I would excel in all three – debates, hockey and academics.

HCI debate invitationals came. I changed from my then-usual sleep time of 1 am to 2 am everyday to prepare for my case. It was rather strenuous, and sometimes I could feel a blinding sensation in my eyes and a pulse in my forehead as I tried to think of the possible substantives that my feeble brain (compared to top boys and other asses who can go on with life without revision) could think off. As you all know, I am the worst in intellectual thought in developing substantives. no one says it but everyone knows that i am, in overall, the stupidest boy in the team who relies only on blind effort to achieve at least a pass in the prepared rounds. Well, I was in luck in u14s, but now, i’ve gotten an unglam second place trophy from the debates.

Hockey came. We thrashed in the early stages, but when it came to Victoria Secondary, we fought really hard, all our enthusiasm we could give at that time, running all over the place, chasing the ball in the game crucial to our advancement to the semi finals, but we lost 3-0. The times I trained every single second I was free, when during useless lessons I would dribble under the table, when at 9 o clock I would go down to the 5^th floor and train my hitting and stopping skills, when I practiced dribbling by weaving through the yellow parking lot marking lines, were all useless. Never put to good use in the match. Made several careless mistakes. Cannot even stop the ball properly. Well, we would have to “wake up our bloody ideas” in the seng kang match if we want to keep the RI tradition of C Div boys always advancing to the semis. But till now I dunno how to wake up my bloody idea.

Because of this, as well as my other commitments, like even being a CEC, managing the class play, managing almost everything, these little stupid things have cost my grades, the main reason why I’m in RI in the first place. The things I have been sleeplessly studying for, such as English, are the subjects I sucked at. All my subjects died. I had 85/140 for my poetry anthology, 14/20 for my English CCT. My Chinese, my science and my maths are failures, all below average, even though I tried my best at them.

And people try to get me fed up by picking on every single thing I do in class. Some people just can’t stop being an irritant to pile up to my mass of work to do. and shek also made me feel like a bitch by giving me 50 points, but its ok now. but now, everything’s gone.

Commitment isn’t enough gentlemen. If you’re stupid, you’ll never go anywhere. The  first time in my life when I felt stupid, when I felt inferior compared to everyone else. The first time I see people suanning me for everything I’m a loser in, which is everything. Little things like moses tilting his head to the side and busily copying down notes would remind me of my stupid marks. Whats more, people getting good marks for mugging. People mugging for almost everything which I have no time to mug for. Just don’t understand why everyone’s suddenly so mugger for in the first place but yes. The simple cheemology In a debate would remind me of my retardedness in the CCA. And even little things like Rifqi suanning me about my lack of waga pants…=.= makes me feel really screwed up.

Fuck off guys. stop mugging in front of my face. If I had time to mug like u guys, or the talent to commit like you guys, I wouldn’t be having any problems at all. Now my mother is about to insist that I quit either debates or hockey. I cannot make the decision.

I cried, the first time this year.

Yeah I know I haven’t posted for a long time, but seriously dam busy. Here’s a recap of what has happened over my absence.

 

-          Finished CAP mentorship portfolio

-          Started on Draft 1 of Class Script

-          C Div competition! Won 18-0 first round, tied 1-1 second round, third round on Thursday.

 

Yeah but now I’m in numerous competitions – I think its gonna be hard for me to juggle work with competitions already. Inter-house debates, HCI debates, C Div Hockey, Inter-class drama. These are the minimum 4, along with group projects and performance tasks. I’m going to die already. The only thing that’s keeping me alive is English, thankyouverymuch. Please read my poems at my wordpress and leave comments. Thanks!

 

eMK@y

all work and no play

i dunno, but today i feel emo.

Got to know my long lost friends today on msn. it was really great to see them again. and i saw lots of old stuff, like 1. episode 10 of zou zai yang guang li, and 2. my only favourite chinese cd album (someone please feel free to prove m e wrong)

I feel like writing poetry suddenly, at least at that point of time when the music came into my mind. it was really moving.

Go to micheminem.wordpress.com to check out my english blog, but for convenience' sake, here is the poem i wrote. comments please.

Its called Still Lonely.

No one’s home.

 

Seated on the side of the bed

on a cloudless Friday evening.

wondering what to do

 

As you run through your train of thoughts

A door suddenly opens

And waves of past memories come rushing through

A sudden, subconscious, instantaneous reaction

Rummaging through the cabinets

The chests of old

You know you’re going to find something in there

 

VCDs. CDs. Laserdiscs. Cassettes.

One thing that caught the eye at the bottom of the closet

Was a Chinese album. The rays of its popularity

That had, for a moment

Shone through the houses of old

Had faded to a glimmer of colour on the

 tainted plastic packaging. What grabbed attention

was the familiar almost-traditional décor

lined along the large print. Yellowish but

recognizable. I fingered the scratch marks

on the surface of the CD cover

and ran back up to my room

 

sat next to the cd player.

Plugged in the headset

Open, insert, close,

” reading…”

I leaned back and waited.

 

And suddenly, I was in a baby chair again

The purple one, yes, on the car

- The golden mazda with the sagging cloth on the rooftop

With the whole family

The whole family.

Mamma was sleeping and my sister

Was looking at the streetlamps whizzing by

and so did i

as we hummed to the muffled harmonies

rhythmic pulses from the surround speakers

in unison. I looked up

and watched the gradual change of shade

in the evening sky.

 

Daddy was driving.

“Daddy, what is this song?”

In mandarin it meant

 ‘Still lonely’

“I like it.”

 

“Me too, son.”

 

The evening sky changed from pink to violet

Violet to purple, and purple to a teak brown

The grills of my room windows gradually lined the glass panels

I blinked my eyes, and blinked again.

The song had just ended.

 

My mum and my sister were sleeping in

The other room.

But still, no one was home.

Yeah.

By the way, all people in "Teens Cook book" I really miss you guys lots! if we keep in touch, we'd better keep in touch really well.

And i can't wait for saturday mann.

And i hate holiday homework.

Damn.

eMK@y
amen. let us pray.

Still stoning after my high after

FINISHING MY GGXX POONAGE OWNAGE ROXXOR OWNXOR PLAY!!!!!!

w00t!

Ok, oh wells, maybe it sucks. But hey! It’s the process that counts, right?

Eff the endless slogging till 3 am every night thinking of what goes best line after line. Eff the many irritating mindless comments people make about nonsensical stuff. Eff the many scandals that came before the making of the play. Its completed! OVER!

BUT

If I want to get into CAP mentorship, it must be good rite!

SO

Please, come talk to me while I’m online, and give me comments about my play. Oh damn its long, shan’t post it. Yeah so anyway. Beg you guys. Help a noob. (:

 

And back to life. Dam after writing the play, I have been wasting my time playing all day. Online games, handphone games, anything that keeps me distracted. Urgh my attention span. Still have yet to complete my Chinese projects. Yuck. The mere thought of it gets me on my nerves. WHY ARE CHINESE WORDS SO SMALL! Half a page is THREE LINES in typing.

And my Chinese dictionary sucks. I have two. One goes slow, and has a bit of screwed up moments where they break up the Chinese phrase the wrong way. Like xin gan becomes…xing an, for example. AND THE OTHER ONE MAKES YOU WRITE IT, WHICH IS EVEN SLOWER. And not much better because my handwriting sucks. ):

Holidays aren’t holiday’s. They are not relaxing at all!!

But on the other hand, its not fun because all we do is tell people why it isn’t fun.

CAP is my marijuana. Everytime I do something related to it, I get a sudden high and after a period, it wears off. Which is sad. And that’s why

I CAN’T WAIT FOR THE CAP GATHERING!

Ok this is my most randomest post.

And, oh please don’t associate me with debates. ALL DEBATE PEOPLE ARE NERDS. (yeah that’s a stereotype – because everyone thinks so, I have to adapt to it, right?) Look at their journals. Like, say, erm, Nettie’s! Charis’s! Rachel’s! All those sullen people that have fallen straight into the pit of buck teeth, maths worksheets, spectacle frames and snot. Ewww.

Dun get what I mean? Just look at thephantasmagoricfancy.blogspot.com. I mean like, just look at it, as in, look, as in, read the words. Phanta smagoric? Phan tasma goric?

And one day – oh. Phantasmagoric is a word. Ouch.

Guys, if you join debates, join a sports CCA. Or DON’T GET TOO COMMITTED INTO IT.

Like Gifford. Oh man he’s trying really hard to be accepted as a member. Watch him spray out logic on petty matters. I forgot what you said Gifford. Gah. Yes, yes you rock. You will get into the team. Someday. Yeah.

WAH IT WAS VERY SUAY OF YOU NOT TO HAVE PASSED THE AUDITIONS MANN.  We could have been the cool dudes in debates yo yo.

Anyway, lets stop blabbering already and see what I can find in my script that’s fantabulous [ooh that needs a serious bit of digging ): ]

Ok when i look at it again, i think its a tad too dramatic. 
Well, it was nice when i imagined it.
Yeah i know i suck (: lol
GIVE COMMENTS! PLEASE!

byebyez

eMK@y
I know i suck okay

Still at Act 3, where they start flirting, but preempted my problems and decided to do this while i was emo.

Got lots to post but will post another time yeah? bz now. so anywayz. This emo kid who is breaking up with his girlfriend because he's blinded by his love, and believes that practicality forbids them to love each other, and that she will not have a good future with him.

So here you go. Please comment wherever necessary. I'm still raw and i need editing. I NEED HELP FROM SENIORS! k thx alot.

Scene ???

Location: Lisa and Joel’s bedrooms

Characters: Lisa, Joel

EMAIL: Title: Hello

Hey Lisa.

As I write these words, I feel an sense of confusion. I really don’t feel like saying this, but I need to say it out. I’m really sorry if I will hurt your feelings, but please read what I have to say.

You know what? I think it just isn’t working out anymore between us. I love you and I still do, but can it overcome all barriers?  I wonder whether it is just me or that 24 hours really not enough to juggle my time for my academic work, and our time for each other. I know you must be thinking I’m a jerk, thinking about studies and not thinking of you first, but, Lisa I don’t know. My teachers, my parents, almost everyone tell me to focus on studies, and that was a principle I was brought up with.

  Reality bites, Lisa, it bites really hard. In another time, another place, we could have been together still. But here, I tried so hard, tried so hard to keep you first, tried so hard to give up everything just to be with you. But when practicality comes in, I realize that without the schooling I worked so hard to have, how would I be able to take care of you in the long run? I can never be your pillar of support, guiding you all the way.

  Have I been spending enough time with you, Lisa? I have to put in my best in my studies, but on the other hand, because of my choice, I have become more of a burden than a pillar of support lately. I really don’t want this to happen, but I feel that we have to part ways from now on. I just don’t feel I’m suited, or worth, a place in your heart. We just shouldn’t be together.

  Its not that I don’t like you anymore, its just that I've become a burden and i guess its time for me to let go.

  But I love you, Lisa. I’ll still love you with all my heart, and I hope, but doubt that it would subside as time goes by.

All the best.

  Joel.

(Joel and Lisa are both in three wall rooms, both rooms have windows in the same direction.)

(Joel sends the message)

(Leans back onto the chair)

(Stares blankly, tears start welling in his eyes)

(Wipes them, trying to clear them off)

(Goes to the door, slams the door shut and goes to one of the walls and stomps on it, and stomps, leaning his head against the wall, in tears)

 

(Lisa signs into her email on the computer table from the table)

(Lisa stares at the screen, mouth wide open)

(Lisa turns off the computer, bites her lips)

(Goes to her bed and puts her head into a pillow and sobs)

(Grabs her pillow really tightly as she sobs)

 

(after a while, both relax)

(they sit up, and look out in the window towards the skyline, and stare blankly)

(scene fades)

ok, phew! done. Please comment hor. Especially on the email.

eMK@y
as emo as nigel bay

I’m seriously tired.

Project meetings on msn are the best mental exercise in the goddam world. I’m touch typing cos I can’t bother opening my eyes. I mean seriously – (hold on where is full stop? Ah.) . anyway, wah lao everyone daoes me on msn. I feel like sleeping…..

  And my holiday homework is creeping towards me like some lava flow – like if I dun complete it by end of hols it would burn me to death or something. Ouch. My brains bleeding. Ouch again.

  Was that a good simile? No? never mind anyway. Lets just make one interview. One.

Yesterday there were 3 interviews. Dam I have to make more than that for tomorrow. X(

eMKay
on the couch I lay

Heyz

There’s this sudden wave of bad stuff happening. Well, actually I’m not sure but people I’m close with are experiencing this.

Well, sorry guys if I appear as hypocritical or anything. I admit I have changed a lot since p6 – sec 1 even. Seems that I become good and bad at alternating years (yes I have noticed this trend). Thanks for the wake up call Moses. Well, I have been rather outspoken – too outspoken maybe. Perhaps it would be good if I refine my first impressions on people. Very sorry to those rather affected by my behavior lately. Unless you’re perfectly comfortable, then great! Haha. Just to let you guys know that I’m joking if I insulted you in any way.

Second one is more important though. Hey girl dun be upset. If you need help just email me kaye? I know its rather hard to digest it especially after such a good day. He’s having a rather bad time too I think. But well, he just let it rip like a man – though I didn’t expect him to say it so fast you know.

Personally I think he’s changing just like I have – but in an opposite way. Read on to find out more, but he made the choice. And a rather pragmatic one – though not necessarily the best. He’s becoming really responsible – and well, that’s something you can be proud of him for. Treat the event as just a change of status.  See this in the light of your relationship with him being a mass of water, and that its shifted from one glass to another one of a different shape. Its definitely not being poured away, or consumed.

If that helps, that is.

Well, another chapter, yet again, is written.

"We first started out as brothers, knew each other well and could talk about almost anything under the sun, realizing that we were soulmates in almost everything we talked about, till we thought we were reincarnated brothers. We had many similarities for a start when we knew each other, and were destined to be great friends, perhaps.

We still are, but well, we are friends who met with different circumstances. "

One joined the path of friendship, CCAs and others apart from academics. One joined the other path.

The first person won his first CCA competition with unexpected results. He enjoyed a great expansion of his social circle. Perhaps too rapid for his control – his academics started going down soon after.  He became a more popular, but normal person, with not much of a status except that of good friend, teammate, and partner.

The second person, seeing the first person’s path, didn’t want to fall into the same trap. His mother didn’t want his son too, either.  He studied hard and his academics started rocketing up. He made a name for himself in the school, in many things- captain, prefect, model student. But because of that, his friendships stagnated, and he lost his love.

Both wonder what they have done wrong. Both wonder - is there a light at the end of the path...?

The road not taken - by robert frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry i could not travel both
And be one traveller, long i stood
and looked down one as far as i could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was greasy and wanted wear
though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, i kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted If i should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a wood and I - 
I took the one less travelled by
And that has made all the difference.

--- what kind of difference?

eMKay
one way or the other way?

omg bags are seriously treasure chests for messy people like me. i barely remember what i did in camp, and along with the precious ACAPELLAS! i found lots of other stuff. poems. 

one's a rap.
another's a bitch/raunchy freestyle rap. which would not be revealed.

Before i channel my memories into the dustbin, lets publish the soft copy.
Rhyming rocks.

(after history museum tour) Heart-wired lands (yes i bothered to do it) (during breakfast :) )

CHORUS: Technology wired, culture admired
Development pace making workers go tired
this is the light buld - what makes the wires
what gives the power before the spark retires?

Verse 1: Ladies and gentlemen, it is the history
singapore's life with raffles and his story (oooh his story :P)
the growth of singapore through the ages
i'll give you a description without asking for wages
 -- long ago there was an island called temasek
the conditions were bad and the perak children are sick
till raffles came, came to make things not the same
from legs to trishaws, trishaws cars, and poorer woman to dame (grammar!)
"cuckoo, cuckoo" the morning sun will shine
"tutu, tutu" kweh tutu stalls in one line (SUPER COOL RITE) (what was i thinking)
breakfast so fine, air wafting with the smell of pepper
things were much more than just the words of a rapper (aka mua)
Porcelains, dresses, diamonds and jewellery,
horses were filled with items that were silvery
when raffles came - manpower to autonomy
when raffles came - power to economy

Verse 2: But then all good things would come to an end
when japanese barged into parties not to attend
Sparking a war across the whole of south east asia
china myanmar thailand cambodia and malaysia (GGXX CHEATCODER)
But what was worse was when it came to us
The british fell, cast a spell and retreated on purpose
the years were worse than worse, and there was no one to alter
our fate "its not blood, its medicine water" (that was pure random) (next line even more random...caution beep beep)
jingle jingle bell, jingle all the way (THE BEAT'S FAULT IT STARTED CHIMING AND I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO)
the cat was gone, the rats were out to play
for three years we suffered in silence and torture

"eh bo nian", "yes?", "what rhymes with torture?", "err...not sure?", "yah anything else?", "huh? oh yah...maybe future?"

"doesn't rhyme for nuts but anyway"

with no ears listening to our pleas for the future
then on the land of sushi and maki
bombs were dropped on hiroshima and nagasaki
though there was freedom at last, peace was not so fast
the broken singapore stone, like others, was the past

Verse 3: There was a bucket, but we didn't want to kick it (PROFOUNDERMENTATION. kick the bucket geddit geddit)
take a bus and people punch your ticket
Industrialization was on the move
Times were changing and we got with the groove
Kong Guan biscuits were delicious (inspired from khong guan tin can at the museum - why its there? i dunno)
Music nice (though a far cry from fergalicious) (that is meant to be part of the rap)
post cards and stamps of famous icons
of the heartlands, and computer chips made of silicons (bla)
we see lee kwan yew up on the stage
now in the cabinet, a wise old sage (oh oh going to be my turn hurry up)
PAP Law thia kiang and chiam see tong
if there had not been them Singapore would go wrong...

Still have 4 lines more to go. But I shall leave it to the last J

Anyways CCAs are down mann since cap went off. Hockey - lost 4-2 to indian association. Running slower than usual, and stamina is screwed now. Didn't do physical training for 2 weeks - what to expect. :( Debates - not confident of speaking like usual, but perhaps sad truth would be that i have deteoriated badly since u14s...

Going to die liaozz.

Signing off

eMKay
say what you want to say

bla.

First word i said in livejournal! YAY 

Anyways hi guys this is michael. i am a person who lives in a world of his own, thinks he's sociable when he's not, hopes he's pessimistic but he's not and does not set his priorities right. and i actually thought i was good at drama, and music, and playwriting. But got lots to work on those. After seeing those probonos in cap. cofcof sarahchunadia cofcof

Sucks rite. 

Yeah but after really great experiences in camps and competitions and stuff, i cherish the temporary feeling of highness the best i can, so here i am :)

First lets talk about

CAP O7!!!

It was really great, this experience. but the first two days were rather crappish though. Lousy first impressions don't break the ice i guess. and everyone was like: "__________yeah.________ok. ". could only talk to my great friend pek wen jie :) yes wen jie you rock
     -which reminds me of the performance workshop with "midsummer night's dream" guy Michael Corbidge. (fine. who knows he might be "midsummer night's" dream guy but yeah whatever) and some people called him corbitch. Alfian Saat laughed to the question of whether he is gay or not. People thought he was but apart from the fact that his _____s _______ out from his ______ he doesn't seem like that wad. He's seriously PRO ok. all his lessons and stuff.

COME ON LAH HE ONLY LAUGHED!

Plenaries were ok ok lah except those organized by thatguywhocan'traisehiseyebrowswhenhetalks. I forgot who he is. but he's boring. i made some superslim handphone models (with paper) while he was ranting on and on. and all my muggerness was stolen by some random person in the writing workshops in the third day and that was it for me for taking notes. I hope everything i learnt in plenaries/writing workshop is closetted in my head.

Best part was the Performance workshops (whoo!)
  Met jonathan lian and his coolness - he's such a nice guy. Met matthew and his cuteness. Met Geoffrey and his geoffness. Everyone's so nice in performance workshop. drama is such a spirited cohort - even with the age diff. some hwach ppl and a nanyang councillor recognized me as "mer's sister" 
(my sister so powderful - people know her but she doesn't know some people [just like j lian]) 
                                                                                                                                        and yay we knew each other really well by the fourth day. quite late but yeah. And the concert was damn hell memorable. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES!

thanks to people like

Jerome (my b   bs are bigger than my brain, but my boyfriend don't complain) - king of the suanz
Eileen - i got adopted by her. aka her soulmate :S:S:S
Sarah (same lines, MMOULtiple ways)- Dah Playmaker :)
Dione (GLOEBALIZERM!) - i think i need a manicure (sunbeams shine *ksinggg*)
Nadia (calories!) - my banana wife/girlfriend. wah she's pro, especially in that closet bisexual (teehee) thing with chu
and yes chu (dam i'm hot) - pro and thanks for the pics!
Matthew (mmmpWAHAHAHHAA) - thanks for -.- laughing at me for nothing for five days straight. :)
Wen Jie (i am going to go out with a chick tonight) - funny xia you
Jonathan - too bad you were wen jie's frontline of foreplay :P
szus (is that how you spell it?) - Fall out boy ish manlayness

yeah. AND MANY OTHERS! THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES :)

oh my son i forgot something

NIGEL BAY omgzzomg thank you so much. good luck with your (ahahah-harem) gf. she's quite cute, yeah. go go go forth and multiply (okayzzz). and don't be so emo.

and guythree gayathiri and charlene and lisa and michelle and rachel and. erm. orientation group peijun yinleng gabrial song jun and blablabla...

yeah so there. bye cappers and stay in touch and be councillors next year.

BB

signing off

eMKay