Sinner, sinner, oh what sins!

Sinners, sinners, oh what sins I have committed today. The sin of lust, so very profound, so very blatant and so very enigmatic. Ah, the sin of lust, and what more to share it with one that delights in such pleasures? Even if it was a meagre hour... Oh, I sin, yes I sin.

It started off way back towards the end of last year, or the start of this year. A cafe in the urban areas of Singapore. Not a usual cafe, if you might pick up a hint. Feeding services... That was what it wrote on the newspaper article. And I listed for that dream of being a master, a king, a sovereign over submissive girls... So perverse that I could only say but a word or two to anyone at all, if any a word at all indeed.

And it was today that I went there. Twilight urban Singapore... A café full of fluff... How sinful I thought! Such perverse thoughts through my mind... I knew it, I rejected it, but I succumbed to it... I tried to act gentlemanly... Oh, but putting on an act... That gleam in my eyes should have given me away...

Eugene, et tu diabolique, ou divin?

Times like these...

Been busy the whole of last week and a little more.

Cousins' chalet was a great deal of fun and I unexpectedly met Javier there. Got to play bowling, billiards and the dear old Wii. Cycling was cool till my bro got his ankle hurt, and it rained. A little party on my bro's birthday. Bendita (I could never get her name down... She's the sister of my cousin's girlfriend, Bernadette) Did look like the girl I was going for. Advances? Maybe. In any case I got off a good start with her dad. Cool enough.

2 days stay at a chalet didn't seem enough for my bro and quite a few of my cousins. So it was another week's stay at my cousin, Micheal's house (Okay, gotta make this clear now... I have a few cousins, Xavier, 12, Trina (Pei Jun), 14, Micheal, 34, Minah, 30-ish? Bernadette is Micheal's girlfriend, 21 (so she says and so I think) and Kieran, 10 and Marcus, 15, both my first cousins once removed. Phew!).

I had to go home a couple of times to sort out the housework. Reason being that my mom started to grow more to Korean drama and my dad... Being my dad. They both did a few though. My mom told me about the cold war getting colder now... I'm giving up on them seriously this time. I got my life to think about.

Kinect came and it was full of fun, especially Dance Central. Though after the first night it kinda lost it's appeal when the neighbours complained about the jumping, and Kinect was apparently all about jumping. Minah needed that for a review that she's gonna submit. Says if she wins she gets and iPad and the Kinect itself. Crossing fingers for Kinect to be right at my aunt's house on Christmas. :D

Hong Kong in 2 days. Honestly this is the first trip I don't feel like going. Guess it's because of my mom. She's a mood spoiler these days, but she has reasons. I mean, being lonely is the worst sort of jail to be in, right?

Gonna surf the web. Ciao for now.

The sadness of what could have been.

Who am I? Today, I know myself as Koh Wen Jun, Eugene, 16, Vice-President of the Chung Cheng High School (Main) English Drama Society, classmate of 1MD'07, 2MD'08, 3BN'09, 4BN'10, Member of the Ching Cheng High School Audio Visual Aids Club... Just that I was never a councillor.

I haven't been supportive of the councillor board these few years I've been in Chung Cheng. For that whole time I saw myself to be greater than any of the councillors in the board, for I know I follow rules to the letter, and the ones I actually broke, like not handing up homework on time, most of them did too. But, I missed so much of the fun... That bonding which looked so akin to EDS... That sense of belonging...

I don't know how to start this, but it is not sufficient to say I hate the men who rejected my application into the councillor board. Councillor board 2007 Top 6 now seemed like a bunch of hypocrites to me... I hate them, despise them, ridicule then for not giving me that chance. I was an eligible man, and I still am!

Throughout the years I have heard many a story from my friends in the board. I listened with so much envy, but I disdained it. I hated them. But I directed the hate to the wrong people.

Love came, I hoped she wouldn't get into the board. But she did. I was so sad. Sad. Sad.

I know so many people in the board. To them I'm a no one, a man who was deemed none... But in my heart I wanted to be with them, in their ranks to serve the school... But my 4 years of secondary school was gone...

Mr Chua approached me last year, near the end of the year. He asked me whether I wanted to be in the board. I rejected. I regret it. I could have made a change, or could have I? What mattered...?

WHY DIDN'T YOU GIVE ME THIS CHANCE???

Tribute to my uncle...

New milestone: blogging on a bus.

In front of the bus is my uncle. He's sleeping now, at eternal rest. What I could only fear for him now, and for a big portion of my family, is that they could be wrong.

三伯 as I know him, only had a vague impact on my memory. My first true memory of him was in a hospital, and recently too in a hospital as well. I think I remember him being baptised, but that was about it. He seemed like a man who could laugh and smile all day, and considering I never saw 二伯 myself, the eldest who really could have done so. I'm sad I couldn't got to know him better...

The bus is full of the siblings (I.e. My aunts and uncles) and my cousins to my first cousins once removed. We're sending of a man, whom most may remember, but I regretfully did not.

He is the first of the Koh-13 to go...

Bye, 三伯。

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...

I'm so proud of myself. I blogged at home, blogged at the airport, blogged at a funeral, blogged on a computer, blogged on a public computer, blogged on a phone and blogged on an iPhone. XD What greater heights of blogging will I go to?

Have to say though, funeral ain't the best place to be. It's a place to talk about life and death, and anything in between and beyond. Not a good topic for any atheist. Should I attend the service or not? What's the right decorum? So many things told to me... And so little time to think.

I think, when I die, or at least die an atheist, I have to stipulate a way to bury atheists. There's a unique funeral procession for every religion but there's none for the humble human without a belief in higher beings. I'll build a cemetery for the atheist too, or a crematorium.

Come to think of it, most of the people at the DEP audition are free-thinkers... Should that be a stereotype of drama people? Too early to say...

DEP Audition...

Well, today was an eye-opener: There are those who think just about like me. Just saying. XD

Drama just has that knack of proving true its own stereotypes... Sassy, bitchy (pardon the crude language) total inclination to languages and the arts. The faint smell of make-up and perfume just wafted through the air as the CHIJ girls just blabbered their way into almost everything. I feel like I'm kind of an isolate: I don't know much about the arts field as they do to conjure up a good conversation piece. What I have is a more or less bilingual background to my name, and (to them at least) a seemingly interesting family business of pork butchering.

Of course, I missed out exaggeration, but I'll leave that to your imagination.

Romeo's monologue is a bitch... I never liked cliches. Just can't stand it. :/

I guess Vicky Tjia and Clara Tang must be enjoying their trip in other countries. XD

It hasn't been boring so far in the holidays... It's either the rest of my friends have no purpose in life, or that I'm jet-lagging. XD

I like my new blog music. :D

Ciao.

Tis' the season to be jolly!!!

Oh boy it's the end of O Levels already.

Can't wait for the real holiday mood to kick in. XD

Went to AFAX with Ming En and Christabel yesterday.

They better not let out my skeleton in the cupboard... :X

Haha I'm just tantalizing you guys.

I'll learn Russian seriously now...

Vicky's gonna learn her Spanish seriously in Spain too...

Envy her TTM...

Haha I'm going Hong Kong anyway. XD

But a European country seems more fun... Oh well. XD

Changed blog music. :D

Tradewinds...

Haha blogging at the airport now :D

Kinda weird thinking that just about anyone could just look over my shoulder and peep while I'm blogging. XD

Oh well, it's on the internet anyways. XD

Finished English, Mathematics, A. Mathematics, Literature, Elective History, Physics Paper 2 and Chem Paper 2.

Not a good feeling so far overall...

Hope moderation will still be a bitch :P

All right, got to go~

SS here I come!

Nah, maybe not...

it's D-DAY!!!!

4 hours more.

Gotta pack.

It's almost time.

Good luck me.

Good luck to the rest.

Don't scare the crap out of me.

Me is gonna own O.

ROAOAOAOAOOOORRRRRR!!!!

Yevgeniy.

So unproductive...

7 days to O levels.

I should be studying, mugging like mad.

Damn. XD

I shall declare that I am not really worried about O Levels.

Really and honestly.

And this bothers me, because I have reason to be worried.

Oh well, life goes on.

EXCEPT FOR YOU! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Why are you even checking my blog out now? XD Go back to studying. XD

Hi...

Haha I'm up here in the middle of the night with caffeine running in my blood, with two out of my three tech toys charging and no games to play on my third toy. Nothing to do. Like seriously.

Just watched Bolt. Damn good show. I hope it wasn't my laptop that destroyed the DVD :/ The portable DVD player is to blame I swear. Anyways, Bolt is a really cool movie. Actors and actors-to-be should watch it: One thing to learn from that movie is that you must never be too serious in your role. And of course, every dog has its day. :P

What am I doing here on the morning of my 29th day towards O levels? Damn, should be mugging like mad now.

Don't worry, though I have Twitter and Facebook now I'm not gonna forget Blogger. I'll change the music soon, be patient. Could be today though, with all that shit in my blood. XD

Random thought: Sometimes, it does seem like a blessing to not be so attractive. Less shit. XD

All right, should be all that I'm posting for today.

Wish me luck people. XD

Happy YOG...

YOG HAS STARTED!!!

OMG EXCITED!!!

But yea always in the middle of fun there's doom.

Depressed :(

Financial problems.

Hate it man.

Must save!

WANNA BUY LYO AND MERLY PLUSHIES!!!

Going to watch Table Tennis on Saturday~ :D

But...

Ah heck don't feel like blogging liao

Ciao.

100 days to O's... Bazaar By the Lake!

Days left to O Levels: 100 days

(The number is a round-off. As of now, there is approximately 99 days and 17 hours to O Levels.)

Oh boy today's the Bazaar.

And it rained heavily this morning.

Like REAL heavy.

Was doing busking at the bazaar.

I thought I'd be a flop.

Turns out I think that I'm pretty successful for a first-timer! :D

Thanks CCHMS :D

The Art of Stoning...

Days to O Levels: 103 days.

Damn how time flies. This Saturday is the Bazaar already. Kinda nervous sia.

I'll be doing busking. As a human statue. On budget. Look out for me. :P

Lalala...

111 days...

It's 111 days to O Levels.

Since it's such a unique number, then I shall kinda blog today. :P

(Btw, in the book The Little Prince, there are 111 kings. XD)

Anyways back from my Aunt's house.

I can never get bored there I swear. There's the Wii. AND RAYMAN'S RAVING RABBIDS!!! XD

Went to a family bowling outing with like the whole extended family. Damn fun. :D

Hmm I should start revising. DAMN WAKE UP ME!!!

Ciao.

200th post!!!

Yea man 200th post man!!!

A little update:

Time left to O Levels. 117 days.

Man I'm addicted to Wario Land 3 and WarioWare games. Gotta move on. NOW!

Geez no motivation sia...

Want to buy tickets to the YOG! :(

MUST CHIONG A.MATHS + S.S.!!!

I've changed so much in 200 posts man...

Will post new poems later.

Bye! :D

MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Yoz.

Blogging from cousin's house.

Micheal rocks! :D

Addicted to WarioWare :D

Especially ASHLEY!!!! :D

(Call me the next YX or anything but she's cool okay?)

Don't feel like going to the water comp...

But if don't go, sure kena DQ, then my teammates buay song.

Bleagh.

Ciao for now.

Return to Innocence...

After all that trying... After all that working to achieve something...

It just takes that one person to really make it.

Just that one person.

A few poems...

Well I haven't been updating the blog but I sure have been going to facebook frequently :P

Apples

Apples falling, a-falling,
Brightly.
A dawn in a
Sad summer's day.

Children reaching, a-reaching,
Trying.
Trying their best to
Capture a reward.

I stood there,
Reaching,
I am trying, a-trying
But the rest beat me to it.

Summer was fading, a-fading.
Winter.
The children ate their apples,
As I sit there,
Crying, a-crying.

Eugene Koh

Shadows

I reach about shadows
looking at me in disdain.
I run forward, not
knowing if the end is behind me.

I reach about the shadows
as she seems calm
with furor.
She hits her fists with playful
rage on the surrounding mists.

I run about the shadows
and cry as with each I
barely touch and fade
with a hiss.

I run about another one
as she yearns
away from me,
yet I run forward, not
knowing if the end is behind me.

Eugene Koh

Not the Usual

We can sit
and stare at each other.
We know what is going
through.

We can chat
and get five bottles of beer.
And drown, drown, drown,
In merriment topped with sadness.

We can blast the music
And clear our throats.
We can sing out loud
and shout us hoarse.

We can put "Chi Vuole Essere Fabri Fibra"
And think of us as drunken rap stars.
We can lead ourselves away in a jet,
Playing that ever lethal Russian Roulette.

Yet we can only be soft and cry,
And imagine the things we write.
Yet still we mourn over our "hers"
And we can't do what's not the usual.

Eugene Koh

Wind

I write towards the wind
listening
to its direction.

I waver in its presence, as I
bravely put my trembling
limbs across the paper.

I love the sound of the
rustles the bushes
roar.

Yet as I look above, a plane
perhaps containing my dreams,
soar.

Eugene Koh

Pooh

Hi, How do you do?
Nice to meet you and
Who are you?
A bear named Pooh?

A quaint name
for a nice toy
Gazing out of your
beaded eyes.

You sit around?
You stare all day?
Well, you bring others
joy. Which I never may.

But is it not sad to be put
away in a lonely corner
Gazing out of your
beaded eyes?

That smile how well they
conceal that tears that
well up, crystallized in
those beaded eyes?

I know your pain and
suffering, locked in a corner.
But you only gaze,
And I can cry.

Eugene Koh

Ivory Tower

Sighs in contempt
as the tower looms above me
I shake my fists in anger
but no one listens, listens to me.

Then I cry out,
I beg for entrance into
the secret, sacred, dark world.
Yet they lock the doors on me.

I shake, I bang, I kick the doors,
They waver a little but not for long.
I stood there crying at my tried fists,
While above me I hear a hiss.

A tower of ivory,
Beautiful and useless.
We can mock and scorn,
Yet we still on the doors, knock.

Eugene Koh

Rain on the Tai Hu

The windmill creaks
of gloom as I walk towards
the ice-cold statue.
I speak to it and
it responds not
I listen to it and
it speaks not
I try to talk sense
But she wouldn't listen.

And yet she gazes and
whispers to me "listen,
to the rain on the lake"

Eugene Koh

Living in a Glass Jar

My hearty laughs echoes in
Black black death.
I sing out with mirth in
A place full of desolation.
I am happy, with truth
Much happy.
But all around I see
Corpses of the living dead
the sobs of
close ones blasts
around my ears.
I reach around hoping
my life they would feel,
experience.
But yet they stand still
sobbing, asking for help.
As I could only stare
and laugh
in a glass jar.

Eugene Koh

A few updates...

Sorry for the laggy update (though no one actually sees this blog. Oh well. :/)

Well for one it's been 1 month and 1 day since I updated this blog.

Did my Chinese O Levels AGAIN. Didn't feel that it was better or worse. Now it's for the oral. Damn.

Liked another girl (Okay I know this is supposed to be an update... It's like "what's new" huh?)

Concealing good enough the identity of the girl (Yep, an update finally)

Slacking like there's no tomorrow to slack. :/

MYE results: Average.

Poems: Swarming with them.

Yea that's about it.

A few updates...

Okay here's the highlights of what happened while I was away:

1) Studied Elective History. While going through the Chinese Civil War with Vanessa on Circle Line MRT, this China guy kept staring at the textbook. Something to be said for patriotism. XD

2) Physics and A Maths= SCREWED!

3) Went to TCC today. CHOCOLATE OF WEALTH FTW!!!

4) Saw Mr. Zaid at Killiney Coffee at Changi Airport. That reminds me, he is doing my commendation for DSA-JC

5) Yu Xiang is failing his dreams... Oh well, I am not :D

6) Note to self: Get Mr. Bercury's commendation BEFORE HE LEAVES FOR LONDON!!!

Yea that's about it.

A few more poems... And an update...

Oh well Mid-Years have been okay so far (Didn't dare to say it was okay in front of my friends).

English was okay.
Chinese was better than usual.
Mathematics was okay.
A. Mathematics was okay EXCEPT for logarithms.
Combined Humanities is surprisingly okay for me, contrasted by alot of my peers.

Oh well... Still got the sciences and paper 2s for mathematics to go. Good luck.

By the way here's another poem:

We Walk Into The Abyss

We walk into the abyss,
We hold on to uncertain dreams.
Our thoughts as ephemeral as mists,
We walk into the abyss.

Our lives akin to a Cretan myth,
We seek to kill the minotaur in the labyrinth,
But what we have now is our bare fists,
We walk into the abyss.

We walk into the abyss,
We hold on to delusional dreams.
Just for once we think we see the light,
Yet proven wrong, we walk into the abyss.

Eugene Koh

A few poems...

Okay I posted these on Facebook and I didn't post them up here... Anyways I think these are my best ones so far... Enjoy! :D

Damned Be The Rain Of Morn

Damned be the rain of morn!
It eats up the morning moon.
Damned be the rain of morn!
The shrubs wither in the gloom.

The noon can't witness the bloom,
Of the trees, the bushes and the fruits.
Neither the night will prove it's cool,
Losing it's dance, the tango and the blue.

Blessed is the rain that comes late!
Allowing the morning glory!
Blessed is a wise decision of the rain,
To fall in late midday!

The morning will bloom in its pure white moon,
Midday the tress and the fruits.
Best of all is the night,
Which lingers a few, yet happy few,
The meaning of the blue.

Damned be those,
Who eats the pure white moon!

Eugene Koh

The Singing Streets

Whispers, whispers,
Down the cold, lonely alley,
Shivers, shivers,
Shush, away, away.

Sifting, sifting,
Harsh, cold rush,
The winds sweep through the alley,
Hush, hush.

Singing, singing,
The streets are singing,
"We are the lonely, we are the lonely"
Singing, singing.

Eugene Koh

An ill-defined day...

MC today...

Let's see...

Should be my second MC for 4 years liao.

Oh well. XD

Woke up.

Used computer.

Went to get MC.

Read the Chinese book.

Well blogged.

...

Nothing else.

Yea.

中正人

Today I came back from ethnic clothing searching and StarBucks slacking with Lumpy...

Reached Punggol station, I just missed the LRT.

Then in the LRT I saw 2 CCHMS juniors.

They smiled and tried to wave at me.

It is precisely at that point I finally got the meaning of being a 中正人

Our uniform is indeed distinct from other schools.

Yea yea other schools have metal buttons too.

But our school is the only school which has the plain white design of our uniform.

Plain white, red name tag, 7 metal buttons.

That is the tradition.

That is what makes us, 中正人

Damn...

Today in English class...

Saw a scene of The Hurt Locker...

This suicide terrorist changed his mind and decided against blowing himself up.

But it was too late.

5 locks on him needed at least 20 minutes to be dealt with.

He had 5 minutes.

Most of the time was spent on lots of shouting.

We as humans err on the side of caution. If we didn't err on that side of caution we would have saved pretty much time.

He just blew up...

Damn traumatised...

Why do all good things...

... Come to an end? :(

Today was like the last session of EDS.

Let me compare it to my first session.

First session: Air con, dunno a lot of seniors, messy room, but full of warmth and passion for drama.

Last session: No air con, dunno quite a bit of the juniors, still messy room and still full of warmth and passion for drama.

I can never forget the four years guys... It was the most memorable time I ever had...

I can't say much, but the night before, I was dreaming about EDS. It wasn't in the EDS room I know, it was somewhere else, somewhere I know I will see in the near future. I remember a dancer, I remember a performer. But the one thing they had in common was the EDS spirit... That unexplainable spirit... That differentiates us from others yet bonds us together...

The EDS spirit.

EDS...

Yep...

It's is nearing the last session of EDS for me...

I can even smell it closer...

Yesterday I looked at the EDS room.

It held most of my memories that I have in Chung Cheng.

I could still hear the great "ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT, PROUD TITANIA!"

I can hear Susan jumbling up Shakespeare for us.

I can hear Fanny's over-exaggerated actions.

I can even faintly hear Jacelyn going through lines over and over again.

I can picture a Sec 1 guy lying down on the floor and shouting at the ceiling.

Four years...

Dreaming of Christmas

"Dreaming of Christmas"

Flying across in a sun-bathed dream,
Gliding beneath the summer scenes.
I looked upon as a beauty lives,
Far away, in a long lost dream.

In this day a little after lunch,
I sighed to say I haven't been much.
Lost and aloft, with a greater hunch,
Dreaming of Christmas in late March.

Eugene Koh

Rainy days never say goodbye...

Running in the rain on a rainy Thursday afternoon...

Jordan, Ming Zhe, Justin and I.

Never had so much fun in my 4 years of Sec school life.

Of course air-conditioned room didn't make it for us. XD

Today was Domino's Pizza day.

Feel bad for not going to YanKee today.

Oh well next Thursday bah.

20 dollars...

Now I know the nearest POSB from school. XD

CIP...

I've got 5 minutes to type this out so sorry if this is rather rushed. XD

Well CIP just went past me just like that.

The Kazakhstan-is and the Japanese are rather friendly.

Added some of the gals look quite chio looking.

My duty for the five days I've been working was to give out water.

And damn the ice-box is not a good place to put your hand into.

Unless you want to freeze your ass off.

Damn I think my MP3 is going sot-sot.

Oh nevermind...

Welcome Term 2.

And subsequent Term 3 and O Levels.

Damn.

Swimmin'?

Oh well... My first two sessions of CIP ended yesterday... Might as well blog about it today...

Really coincidental that Singapore Sports School is built on Champions Way. Was the road built before the school or the school built for the road? I may never know.

Dammit it's the junior session. No chio bu. :(

Traffic Directing is sucky. Our main job is to direct cars. But when cars charges at us we still have to get out of the way. Fuck those drivers.

Water duty might be the best duty after all. Hey I'm walking around and asking who needs water. And I can go into the air-conditioned control room occasionally to top-up the drinks :D

Tillyson just flirts. Seriously.

But I'm worse :P

孤独万岁...

Talentime was tiring, but real nice. Heheh quite a few eye-candy which I got ;D

I put the title as 孤独万岁 as it was a part of a song I related most to. Yea you know.

Oh boy the stupid mike stands just had to fail me somewhere didn't it?

Chung Cheng really changes by day and by night.

In the day you see nerds... Perhaps a little hint of the fashionable side...

The teachers stern as ever... No sign of any alumni... Only the present, not the past...

Then suddenly at night you see a myriad of colors... The alumnus suddenly appear like they were there all along...

The students just changes from being students to stars of tomorrow...

The books seem just non-existant...

Teachers aren't teachers... They are just friends who are older than us...

Then in the day, it will all revert...

It seemed just too much like a dream...

Oh boy...

Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines.

Seriously AVA is getting suckier by the year.

Trust me with Mr. Chia around, nothing is cool.

One way of looking at "nothing is cool" is figuratively; of course, you can imagine it literally.

Need the T-Shirt design by TOMORROW!!!

Geez.

Sorry I haven't been updating.

Was lazy...

But I'm happy :D

Lalala...

Man man man...

Dead bored.

This shouldn't be the case man.

I'm Secondary 4 this year.

SECONDARY 4!

'O' Levels.

*Looms right before my eyes*

But... Must listen to what Zaid says.

Slack if cannot study. ~ :D

You are the master. I am your slave.

I can't imagine how hectic life is now. I have to juggle over stress, homework, stress, life, EDS, more stress. I just can't work out Chinese though I am racially Chinese and 16, the teachers just nag even more and worse than before and I can't get a good night's sleep nowadays. As always my love life still sucks, my grades are barely making it, my sanity is going haywire and I'm facing a whole slew of shitty people.

I just had to ramble.

"This breath. Can you see it? This breath. Stop. Yet it escapes. Willful breath. You are the master. I AM YOUR SLAVE!"

Invisibility/Breathing

Well... Let's recount 19th February...

Woke up late at 0645.

Took the taxi to ECP.

Nearly fainted at the fare of the taxi.

Ran for the competitive running. Position: 20.

Ran for the fun run. Position for mascots: 1.

Won third for the mascot competition. Along with JT. A piece of cloth that owned quite a few classes.

Walked 3 km to ECP Mcdonald's.

Walked another 1km to Parkway Parade Pastamania.

Ate lunch at PastaMania.

Participated in a discussion on where to go after lunch.

Decided to go with the "LAN" group.

Changed to "Pool" group.

Finally changed to "Drink Coffee/Talk Cock" group with Mr. Zaid came.

Really drank coffee and talked cock till 5.

Got headache.

Bought Panadol.

Slept on the bus.

Dropped my phone on the bus.

Chiong shower at home.

Rushed to Marina Square to meet Vicky and Ser Jean.

Watched "Invisibility/Breathing"

Thought that the show was already NC16 rating.

Wondered how Blackbird will be.

Asked a few questions.

Got dumb answers.

Went home.

Slept.

Freedom...

Man this is life.

No nagging.

No parents.

Little homework to do.

This is life.

This IS life.

Lamer... XD

Haha do you know what's the meaning of "lame"?

After what I'll tell you you'll know. XD

Today I steaded for 40 minutes.

Deducting her bathing time, it was around 20 minutes. XD

Something for Valentine's.

Yes, deprived.

Slacking around at my Aunt's house was fun.

Just slack.

And well I had to privilege of telling people I was steading.

And telling the truth. XD

I'm so lame...

But oh well.

XD

Happy New Year!!! :D

Well... Here I am... With an annoying cousin behind my back.

Yep, stop looking asshole.

Okay, he's gone. Let's get down to real business.

Well this year's CNY is definitely special.

Valentine's day.

I'm going to give a belated present.

Oh well...

Nosy aunts.

Lame Taiwanese variety shows...

Oh boy, it's all down to Fahrenheit 451 in the end huh.

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Let me tell you how my day went...

I remembered to bring my MacBook, I forgot the cable for the camera.

I had ting xie today and I totally didn't learn. Lucky for me I have great powers of memory.

SS wasn't so lucky. 30 squats. And another piece of homework.

Finished filming for Total Defence video, didn't think I'd finish by today.

EDS. I realized I'm getting old: Only 2 hours and I'm tired.

Back home.

Did SS.

Did Lit.

Chionged the video.

ALL the way to 3 in the morning.

It is currently 330.

Thanks man.

One more down...

Today, my cousin is getting baptised.

She was forced.

But as a cousin I got to feel happy for her.

She said she didn't want to change.

Me too: I don't want her to change.

Into a dogmatic, blind-follower of faith.

People treat this as a birth.

I treat this a journey towards death.

Where were the times?

Hi...

Time flies... When you're NOT having fun.

4th week of school already.

Nearly one month of school.

Holy hell.

The stress is... Indescribably horrible.

Homework is piling up as usual, but the difference is that my hard work off-sets it a little.

Oh well.

I'm talking to girls more.

A way of relaxation.

Or maybe a subconscious need of mine.

Either way.

Watching L'Avare and One Small Step next week.

Very excited. :D

So yea, a basic update.

A few poems...

Too boring to update using a lot of words... The first is a blog update, the second is purely an inspiration...

"Torment"

Two weeks, a full moon,
Fourteen days, not cool.
Homework piles up high,
One word: a sore sight.

One more week, a test,
I am unprepared.
Poring through notes like hell,
'Tis where my fear dwells.

"Forbidden"

Enclosed in thoughts, lost far away,
Bold entrance in devil's space.
Slowly soaking, relishing,
Embracing the forbidden.

Enchanted, getting hotter,
Plunge down, go even higher,
Enjoy the thoughts, don't resist,
Don't run from the forbidden.

Now you are the greatest king,
We are at your beck and call,
Sit and live your mighty world,
The land of lost and forbidden.

First Week of School...

Oh boy.

First week of school was STRESS big time.

Many deadlines to meet already.

Let's get in gear.

Eugene, you are fickle minded.

Stop it.

I haven't been to the Cafe.

But I will.

Soon.

A little poem...

Oh crap I have no mood to do the Suzhou presentation how...

"The Days of Old"

Lo and behold, there they go,
The long lost days of old,
Ho ho all blown,
The long lost days of old.

Not a shadow, but even more faint,
Merely a dream, yet even more quaint.
Lost and loft, locked far away,
Past has passed, lost in haste.

Yet some in a while, by and by,
A dainty smell caught your mind,
A memory catches you, fast-bind,
And there they come, the days gone-by.

Suzhou Chronicles

I know this is a little late, but that is because Mr. Law didn't return me my booklet earlier. But anyways... Here is what I felt, thought and did on the trip. :D

Day 1

(I was supposed to write this in Chinese, but hey, who the hell cares? English it is!)

The flight was long and boring enough. Frankly speaking the difference between attitude my brother gave me before my trip and what attitude I gave him when he went on his trip to Cambodia pissed me off even before the trip started. On the flight the only stuff to do was to take photos on a camera that showed the low battery sign, eat and listen to the new album of Eros Ramazzotti. Nothing else other than clouds.

In China, I realized we weren't at the same airport as I went to in P5. Oh well, China has to develop someday. The bus ride was boring for most part, other than the introduction. Instructions blah blah blah... What to eat, what not to do, what not to say etc. Same old same old.

On the way to the hotel however Yan Lun and I saw KFC, and we screamed the name in unison. How's that for coincidence?

Day 2

The breakfast was good, the chewing gum was even better. First rule broke, but who cares? 11.5 yuan was too little for too much. But the annoying thing was that I didn't bring the gum on the trip. Oh well. We went to the SIP to look around. Cool place, nice photos but nothing much. Then it was to the 木渎古镇. Nice scenery, nice people but yet again nothing much. I have to say it was there I met a girl.

Lunch time, how idiotic of me not to use the toilet. I was bursting when I got to the Suzhou Museum. There was millions of artifacts of the past, and a little more from the present, but oh well you know what the trip is like: Nothing much. The weather got considerably colder on that day, and the cuddling on the roadside seemed much gay now than a necessity that it seemed back then. We learned a little Suzhou dialect, but it was the same stuff that I got the other time. I'm starting to wonder whether my tour guide when I was in Suzhou when I was P5 was from the same company.

Dinner as usual. But kena dope by the Cigarette Tofu. Damned the girls for making me a guinea pig. The performance was split into S3 girls and S3 boys in the hotel. We practiced, a little unprofessionally at first. But Mr. Law came and changed all of us into choir boys. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate the over-exaggerating part of the climax. Then, it was to hit the hay.

Day 3

It is weird enough I wrote in my journal a day late about a girl whom I liked. But ho hum anything goes...

The Opera Museum was SUPER scam. I thought it would be a grand place showcasing the history of the Suzhou people, but I got a roadside museum, little models of stages and a real stage at the centre. Good pictures but still kena scam. The silk factory tour was pushed forward to before lunch, as the weather was being a motherbitch and the tour guide expected a weather too cold for us to cope. Who says so? Actually it's true. The silk factory was cool, especially the fashion show. Bought a bag for my mother and a doll representing a Mongolian. That I initially planned to give someone else, but for now I'm keeping it. The tour guide commended my pronunciation of "su be be". I wrote in the diary I wanted to stay there for 5 years. I still want to, but hey, there is a lot in life to be accomplished yet.

In the afternoon, the shopping was disastrous. Cold temperatures, blowing winds, even colder hands made shopping unbearable. The only thing that I could actually want to buy was books, and I stupidly bought a translation of Gulliver's Travels in Chinese, not realizing I'm just lying to myself that I would read it. The night was better in the comfort of the hotel, as the boys visited Mr. Law's room for the first time and watched part of a movie and practiced singing.

Day 4

I wrote in my journal that "Friday the 13th came later than usual today." And for a good reason. That day was the day we went to Wuxi. An interesting tour guide: He practically memorized EVERYTHING. Every single little detail and poem. But well he knew he was pressed for time, and being Chung Cheng students, we weren't especially keen on knowing the urgency of time. Then it was to the 三国城. It was really cool when the professor of calligraphy of some University wrote poems by our Chinese names. My poem went something like "stick to your words, brush up on your culture (that means my Chinese man!), I will explore the world and lead a smooth life". Hey, for a prophecy I think that's close enough. The boat ride was well, uh, humdrum.

Lunch was nothing much (again) but the pork ribs disappointed me. Oh well. Then it was to the pearl factory. I got a chop made out of pearl sand for my father and a pearl bracelet for Christabel. I then realized at that point that I have only 200 Yuan left. Oh boy, that is what you get for spending too much on chewing gum. After that it was to 第二泉. I bought a fan, which I wasn't sure to whom I was buying for (I later gave it to my cousin). After that it was back to the hotel. We shopped a little Guanqian street, and we got egg tarts.

This was written in my journal: "The confession was a fiasco." because there just wasn't enough space to continue. Let me tell you the story I remember so vividly. Around 8 in the evening, I was reading the newspaper. One was that I knew that Hubei had a snow storm. Another is that my horoscope read that I would be "meeting the girl of my dreams" that day, and that "I couldn't get better". So out of irrational thinking and pretty dumb ideas I told my friend, the next worst guy I could tell, my horoscope to. In fact he was a Capricorn himself, and he had a girl he liked too. So we decided to go for a confession. He told me to call his girl that he had egg tarts for her, but to be discreet. I said that we had "extras". He told me to die, because those weren't extras. Anyways we both went up to deliver the egg tarts and the milkshake. At his girl's doorstep he gave the egg tarts and milkshake and ran off. I was partly pulled in and partly stupid enough to enter the girl's room as well. I was thinking about giving up my confession until I saw MY crush in that room. As the Hokkien people say, "see liao", which means "die already". I was "interrogated" on the purpose of the egg tarts, which they already know, just to make sure. I was sent down again to re-deliver the purpose of the egg tarts, and then I went up to assure the girls that the egg tarts had no purpose but of friendship. That is where I made my second mistake of the night, I told them I had TWO purposes in going up. One purpose was dealt with already, the other was mine. I was forced to confess, either way. Well and I was rejected, tactfully. I remember that night the boys were watching soccer. I was tired and didn't want to join in, and partly because I was emo, though I denied it. I rested late anyway.

Day 5

I woke up later than usual as the night before was overwhelming. That day was special, coming to think of it. The sentence "One word: Boring." now comes as a surprise to me. We went to 绿化公园, where it was presumably my first test in being "friends" with her. Meeting was awkward, but friends are still friends. Jia Rong seems to be taking things much more sensitively. The lunch was okay, but the name of the venue freaks me a little, calling themselves "Lover's Space" or something like that in Chinese. The playground was AWESOME. I haven't felt that type of real fun in a year of Sundays. Coincidentally that was a Sunday. The first non-church Sunday. :D

After that it was to the 太湖湿地公园. The signs were FANTASTIC. As in they were humorous. I will never forget those sexual innuendos those signs seem to portray. There were marriages EVERYWHERE. I guess Tai Hu does live up to its name. We skipped the Suzhou River sightseeing due to the weather. The girls koped the boys' toilet cubicles. How awkward. Dinner was at the cigarette tofu restaurant, but well no cigarette tofu this time.

Back to the hotel we started practicing our singing. She was already at Mr. Law's room when we entered, and she tried to hide from me. No matter, I thought to myself. The singing went great.

Day 6

What I wrote was "Sunday moon and Monday blues". We had to wake up so damn early as there was school. And on that day I finally got to sit at the back. We sent the sec 2's to the 16th High School first, and then it was an hour to our Suzhou High School. The place was awesome. 100000 Yuan per year for the local school enrollment, 100000 US Dollars on the other hand for the international school. >.<

Day 7

When I said in my journal "the ninth sun came out today" it was referring to the fact that the word Crystal in Chinese is made up of 3 suns. So therefore I met the third Crystal there today, in name that is. There was a power trip that morning as I was halfway brushing my teeth. Dammit. There was quite a lot of people at the breakfast table. I sat at her table, acting as if the tour guide allocated me that seat. 5 minutes later however, she left. With all intents and purposes I felt like a big loser. School was nice, but confusing. History was okay, but there was definitely political reasons for the syllabus, the military training that we got a glimpse of was an eye-opener. It is easily 5 degrees on that day. I didn't like the arts, both the painting and the dance, but we got good laughs over it. I liked the interaction the best. I thought I was to limit myself to 4 contacts, in the end I got 8. I have to start contacting them already, they will make excellent pen pals. :D

After that we went to the embroidery museum. Pretty pictures, interesting designs, but pocket pokkai, bought nothing. I wanted to buy something for her but oh well. The dinner was a buffet, and I sat next to her table again. This time though I kept to my table most of the time. Kah Yong's comment on Jia Rong was best: "The phrase: he got no balls." Personally I think he does have "no balls", but just in case he read my diary, I wrote "Haha, he is good enough lah, at least got balls to buy egg tarts. XD" Who the hell am I kidding? I talked a little at their table... Okay, not a little, quite a bit. For some reason I felt like singing on the bus. Then, back in the hotel, I caught something disturbing. I heard of a star-shower on that night, but decided that after the horoscope incident I'm hopeless. Slept.

Day 8

I played cards that night till 0100. Woke up the next morning, regretting a little about the star-shower. Suzhou No. 16 High school was very cold. The presentation on the school was very boring, as I tried to keep myself warm, as well as the others. We got a few cool lessons, which I found out was pushed back to accommodate us. Especially Music, which I got a quaint little ladder like toy. After that it was a whole free afternoon on the Guanqian street. There I scammed a few people who tried to advertise their hair saloon that we were English speaking only. We ate KFC and Pepsi for dinner. I took a long nice hot bath. Then I came up with a plan to say "I love you" to her in Suzhou dialect. Childish yes, but I think I was under the love delusion at that time. It was to be a game of "Truth and Dare", where I got a dare, and I had to go to her room to "confess". It was awkward. And hell it was fun too. Well my friend the Capricorn again no balls to say it. Oh well. Was very excited that night.

Day 9

Last day in Suzhou. Was a bit unwilling to go, but oh, all good things have to come to an end. It was snowing lightly at least. At breakfast I was waiting for Yan Lun and the rest. But well the three girls came... So I let the seats to them. We didn't talk much but I was happy. School was sucky, as usual. I couldn't understand a single shit in Chinese. The Chinese teacher (Or so called Guo Yu Lao Shi) introduced Classical Chinese to the students. Ennabelle showed her prowess in the "三字经", something even the people there couldn't memorize. Or even bother. Chinese was crap. I would DIE there. Mathematics was another matter, easy but quite a bit of memorizing to do. It suddenly turned very cold. It has to be about melting being a endothermic reaction. Brr. Calligraphy was kinda fun, but washing hands was... You know, washing hands in sub-10 temperatures... I didn't get the chance to give my buddy a present. Lunch as usual, but the last lunch in Suzhou was kinda, yea, sad.

So then it was away away to Shanghai. 南京路，our first stop, was cool. The arcade held us back with the boys keep playing. Oh well at least we weren't the last. I got the Shanghai Open 2010 mascot for my brother which cost 20 yuan. 新天地，was more European styled, got Cappuccino from Starbucks. I wrote a poem for the other tour guide, which she appreciated very much. I emo-ed on the bus, and through dinner. Almost cried, at least I had her to comfort me. Shanghai Grand Mercure hotel was really nice. And the Koh Bank called a few rooms to check their interest in buying provinces. XD

Anyways I went to her room and gave her the present. I spilled the beans that the Truth and Dare game the previous night was just a decoy. Played cards till late at night. Was uncomfortably close with Claire. But she always had the winning hand.

Day 10

The last day in China. Man I dig the hotel, why didn't we have that hotel first? But frankly speaking the bathtub didn't fit my size. Went to the Science Centre. Man that teacher who tried to cut the queue is freaking annoying! But oh well. The exhibitions was nice and interesting, but no time to look around seeing everything. Bought a wooden dummy, persumably for a claymation project, but it's on hold as of now. Then we had the last lunch, where she kindly took our Group 4's photo together, albeit impatiently. I planned to set up a facebook group (which my sister has already set up XD) Though I have to say my next line in the journal "Gonna be easy for the group project" is sorely inaccurate. I bought Quotations from Chairman Mao at the shopping centre, and I am proud to say I have finished reading the translated English version. I was quite surprised that Eunice's brother is interested in Chairman Mao. Right after that it was the bus to the Maglev Train. Me and that no-baller bet on whether the train speed would go up more than 431 km/h. I won.

Goodbyes exchanged with the tour guide, but the Xu Jie Jie was rushing off somewhere. It was sad seeing her go. When I was on the plane, I thought I stayed in China for an hour. Like seriously. Same stuff on the plane as when I came here.

Reflections

So then the next day there I was thinking where the 10 days had gone. I frankly thought the stay in China would last forever. But well. That asshole actually got together with his girl, big surprise. I didn't however, and faced a huge pile of work, which I cared less. The Genting trip came next, but I blogged on that already. The person who interrogated became my sis. And now Mrs Kee is chasing me for my group's presentation. Sorry guys, gonna saboh you, but Powerpoint is seriously easier to do.

Happy Birthday to me :D

Well well well guess who can watch NC16 already??? :D

A big thanks to those who wished me Happy Birthday in one form or another (Mostly Facebook though XD).

Damn sian, right after my birthday it had to be school.

Oh well.

Hey maybe I still can enjoy my birthday yet :D

Akibanana Cafe here I come. :D