school

lessons have begun in earnest... as the freedom to waste time slowly seeps away, the feeling that you ought to be doing some work slowly creeps in. it's almost creepy.

time to be serious about work.

after all, i had a grand scheme in place. this attempt to plant myself in school (also known as spending $1,176 on RVR) was however, draining and disturbing. would one such as i ever get homesick? after misplacing my keys (but thankfully not losing them) twice within the same week... i realised how hopelessly un-independent i can be. simple problems such as a dusty room, my belongings being stuck in two locations, the strangely smelly shower foam, etc... but amazingly, i can get used to the room having a window that faces the corridor. am i an exhibitionist??

is this scheme gonna work? being stuck in sch, but also being stuck with lotsa other stuff to do... will it work out? only god knows.

settling in may be a bitch, but nothing is worse than cors! thanks to the lovely system jamming up, i conveniently forgot my munchie shift and went late for mm welcome tea. so is it cors screwing with our lives or is it just me and my confounded forgetfulness?

and this week still did not include CG or tutorials! notice how little i actually mentioned schoolwork... it almost seems like a timebomb waiting to explode in my face.

but i pray... and i stay in school... where i have great neighbours and great friends! what more do i need?

epiphany #4

i was struck by this in the shower:

just because you caught my eye
doesn't mean you're on my mind
though i'm stuck in a lie
i was never out of line

it may be that i'm somewhat shy
but i'm still waiting for a sign
not one to make my heart fly
just one to make my soul shine

many are the chances passing us by
yet we don't have to look behind
maybe someday we'll stop asking why
and believe in love even though she's blind

not because you caught my eye
but because you are the love i've been trying to find.

am i beginning to feel something more than nothing?

think more, talk less

this is a perennial goal of mine - to stfu and just appreciate others' ideas. greg, everyone has heard your piece abt singapore politics, noone needs be updated on how you still like to be all-talk-no-action abt arts club, and by doubting god to the itsy-bitsiest details, are you trying to prove something to us? honestly, even i have had enough of myself - why can't i just pipe down?

that is, unfortunately, only the second half of the problem. talking less is really nothing compared to thinking more. what is thinking more? in purely quantifiable terms, thinking in greater variety and integrating oops (out-of-points) into the thought process would qualify as thinking more. but of course, that's more like thinking uselessly more. and i had just shown you how i think - uselessly and oop-ly. FOCUS, dammit!

here i am at the crossroads once again... will i ever satisfy this self-improvement project? or will i simply talk more think less...

ass club

what is ass club? well it's actually arts and social sciences club, but nobody really cares or has enough energy to spell it out, so ass club really works just fine.

what do we do in ass club? typically, crack loadsa lame jokes abt each other, decide how next to act cool, and never actually setting down to real serious work for the faculty. well hey, just take a look at what they have "achieved" so far. what the hell is the point of having an ass club anyway. it's little more than having a freakshow union which we have to pay $40 every sem for.

why do ppl join ass club? simple. cca points, babes and hunks, platform for posing. represent the faculty? WHOA. we're ass club, not champions of civil society. organise activities for the faculty? sure! as long as we earn something more than experience out of it! showcase our talents? yeah. just like posing.

and why do i bother to type all this? i'm a lame-ass flamer who's gotten kinda sick of it all. ass club has some really great ppl, but the club is really just assinine.

the week ahead

just a reminder of sorts.

monday: check in to rvr, yih day, mm mtg, grab vidcam from club rm and figure out how to transfer the clips.

tuesday: mtg some babes, settle bash video (hopefully complete it)

wednesday: more video work (if any left), job briefing (ndp-carnival)

thursday: screening of bash video, watch the island with someone

friday: cgl workshop

still quite manageable la.

epiphany #3

am i not just a poser?

crowds

the worst problem of modern society is gonna be overpopulation. one day, the severity of this problem will make justification of genocide practical. ethics & morality will bend to serve their master and life would become a priced commodity based on availability of resources.

so for now, being stuck in a crowd isn't all that bad. 50 years down the road, you might be employed in a company deciding which of these strangers gets to die to make way for others.

perhaps i should rethink my little aversion for crowds and learn to dwell in its unique cacophonous sanctity while it is still available. perhaps crowds in itself isn't a problem - but the demand for space is.

but without space, how can we play pool!? how else can i laugh at stupid tyco shots and losing the game by potting everything!? special mention to netto's amazing drive in trying to attain godlike pool skills. keep going man, while there's still space.

on a side note, i'm beginning to read other ppl's blogs. i feel like a weird voyeur. righttt... like as if i'm not already one huh. *splooch* here's a fun link: Why Singapore is a Pathetic Place