Sunday, October 21, 2007

1, 2, 1-2-3



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Right.

SO I AM BLOGGING AGAIN.


EOYs are over (a long long long time ago.)!

I had to say that.

Stuff. There was a stayover for practise. and fun joy laughter. More fun joy laughter than practise, for practise can stick itself up where the sun does not shine in the face of bonding and general rowdy spirits.

Before that at Bukit Timah Plaza for buying supplies
like icepops and balloons
.

Then home for putting down bags, truth or dare, mini-soccer and food.

We did practise, really.

A bit.

Along with FFVII:AC, Halo 2, Audition, Trickster, Bionicle, Soccer, Water hoses and pizza.

And IMM-ing.

So we took a bus to clementi and walked back and forth and then we caught another to IMM.

we could not buy. Following that to shop after shop for caps and pants and then to Giant for long queues, Daiso for nothing and Sweet Talk for good drinks.

Then back home first for lit sem preparations and xboxing. Then night of fun joy laughter in room of people attempting to steal pillows and sleeping space from one another.

And midnight food. And camera-ing. And NFS:Most Wanted. And. etc.

djasiasdiajidjasidjia
compulsory gibberish.


Next week is packed! iSpark night + HiC + Lit Sem. I will attempt to be coherent and not go off point in this post like how much I enjoy to do stuff which I cannot think off while attempting to shamelessly lengthen word count.

Sign up on Facebook, should I?

Pie.

I will.

Actually blog something sensible soon.


(relatively, that is.)

Sunday, August 5, 2007

Not yet dead


haha gd joke lol

So much for optimism.


Yes dead for now and perhaps a long long while after, because much happening other than schoolwork is close to none, and homework get is not exactly very exciting no?


And grammar of the lesser level is rather much the interestingly fun to type, go on do sue me in the light of the self-amusement, yes thanks.


Saturday, July 7, 2007

#2

Today was an excellent day. (thankyousomuchfordropping by.)
And I'm still high, so have some Vitas.



Saturday, June 16, 2007

It has been awhile.

Stolen! From! Ele! actually it was a tag.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence on your blog along with these instructions.
5. "It's mine."
6. Tag five people.

[excerpt]

Starsky gets kidnapped. There's a gunfight on Beunas Yerbas Bay Bridge, and we've got a chase scene scripted with David and Paul running over car-roofs at rush-hour. It'll be a headache to okay it with the traffic cops, but we need to do it on location or we'll lose any semblance of artistic integrety.

'Hey, you're not taking Blood on the Tracks.'


'It's mine.'

[/excerpt]

Blog traffic has never been high, so I'll tag er. Zhicong, Dai, Kun, Bing and Julian. And whoever wants to do it.

It needs a good title

Because I cannot think of one!

This is the promised CAP post.
But, to facilitate reading and stuff, I'll give only the important keyphrases.

Day one.
reach-early; wait; ops-room; fiddle-with-camera; opening-ceremony; what-was-she-doing-in-arthur's-room; laugh-and-eat; ops-room; play-bad-music; admin-work; judith's-chocolate; talk; daniel-has-a-lot-of-weird-al; power-cut-from-us; we-search-room; failed-to-prank-miss-lim-so-daniel-olivia-and-i-are-sad; long-debrief; kulwat; eleanor-joins; knock-on-doors; return-to-room; Zzz.

Day two.
ignore-alarm-and-get-woken-by-del; stick-head-in-sink; full-awake; plenary; interesting-excerpt-things; look-busy; ops-room; rest-a-bit; go-on-lit-excursion; find-lost-people; swinging-red-lights-omg; chase-bus-up-and-down; back-to-ops-room; eleanor-sleeps-on-couch; timepasses; try-to-wake-her; del-is-laughing; go-for-film-workshop; sit-around; collate-feedback-forms; eleanor-returns; jianyong-returns; milk-and-brownies; back-to-ops-room; shorter-debrief; yay-sit-outside-to-write-and-chat; we-go-for-a-long-walk; mike-has-an-interesting-professor; cannot-find-brendan's-phone; longer-walk; back-to-rooms; chit-chat; back-to-room; Zzz.

Day three.
same-as-the-day-before; peer-sharing; some-people-are-really-too-soft; talk-a-bit; workshop-in-which-i-honestly-did-not-sleep-in; now-i've-forgotten-what-happened-after-that; jianyong-represents-singapore; film-again; eleanor-arrives-from-the-other-meeting; she-is-asleep-on-couch; del-and-jianyong-arrive; watch-film-folk; back-to-ops-room; debrief; crashed; Zzz.

Day four.
see-above; great-uniform-swap; dunman-high-uniform-has-long-pants; meet-the-mr-lee; writing-workshop; lol-julian; benson-has-a-really-funny-tee-shirt; alumni-sharing; loud-poem; film-goes-to-holland-v; nap-a-little; receive-icecream-from-eleanor; is-happy; back; change-to-stuff-for-formal-dinner-thing; judith's-room; fruit-and-vegetable-cult-was-great; shit-happened; workshops; major-meeting; kegan-lost-his-laptop-and-the-UCC-people-are-a-bunch-of-useless-fools; emcee-script; accapella; eleanor-and-i-binge-on-coffee-whilst-working; jianyong-and-athena-arrive-in-the-room-and-attract-cockroaches; contemplate-and-attempt-to-sleep-in-the-same-room; jianyong-has-his-head-in-the-corridor; fear-judith; return-to-own-rooms; Zzz.

Day five
oversleep; i-forgot-what-i-was-doing-here; reach-UCC; admin-admin-emcee-script; hunt-down-emcees; accapella-final-edition; rehearsals; big-night; performances; great-council-revolution-against-the-UCC; give-them-the-finger; the-performances; photo-spammage; judith-tossing; fun; prata.

And that was CAP in a nutshell. hurr hurr nurr it rocked. Ahahahaha. No really. Must be seen to be believed. It was great. In spite of the long withdrawal period to follow.

Et cetera. '07 CAP council - sank'you.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

CAP'07

Did you expect a post?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Gotcha. This is not a post.

This is a remarkably weird thing on the fact that I am going for another camp and whilst dying to blog about CAP has no time to, darn. Thus I shall post only on Wednesday, or something.

But.

OH GODS CAP OF 07 WAS AWESOME. 'nuff said.

Love to everybody. Yesyesyes.

CAP WITHDRAWAL SYNDROMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I am on crack.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

How divine a comedy

I now feel the pain of Dante, for I too hath gone through hell.

Thus is the end of OBS, which I did not blog about till today in spite of returning back to Sunny Island a day ahead of schedule.

In a nutshell, it was rather...

ooolookiesunburnontheupperarmandneckandnoseandacoupleofmosquitobitesalongeverysinglepartofthebodyaswellaswhatisuspecttobesomesortoffungalrashbehindmyneckandanabrasionalongthethighcoupledwithmanybruisesfromabrokenbagstrapandstuffogodsthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainthepainandflu.

...interesting an experience which, in all manners of political correctness, will serve to highly enrich my future and experience as a member of the rapidly globalizing hub of biotechnology that is our glorious nation.

Admittedly, I did like it at some parts. Lemme break things down a little.

Day 1 was as boring as undercooked chicken pie.

Day 2 was as boring as undercooked chicken pie.

Day 3 was as boring as undercooked chicken pie.

Day 4 was fun because I was at the medical centre.

Day 5 was fun because I was at home.


('ㅂ')

Aha! I seem to spot heavy generalisation here. I have strategically cut out the important bits!




Let us move into the specifics.

Day 1 -

We spent an hour or so waiting at the jetty whilst talking and walking around aimlessly. Then the ferry got to us and we took it to Ubin.

Yay.

And then had a briefing and another briefing and a happy fun joyful sit in circle introduction thing which I thoroughly enjoyed because I am an Explorer In My Own Right.

And we pitched tent and learn some skills that will not be used in future.

Day 2 -

We trekked not that far to the other camp to pitch our tents and go through more briefings. We did some high elements for five minutes after an hour or so of preparations. Then we ate lunch and went to kayak.

The first fun thing, really. Floating in sea aimlessly never seemed to appealing.

Dinner in the cookhouse, good food at last. Good food did not last.

The longan syrup ran out.

Day 3 -

Go for weird small games in morning, talk to Ben about gaming and sunblock. Run out of sunblock, feel pain in neck, hooray.

Then came the land expedition. Ooooo yeah.

walkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalk.

Sums it up. Though, if you reeeeaaaaalllllly wanna be specific about things.

walkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwalkwithhugebags.

There, better? Y/N.

Nearing new campsite had what was close to an asthma attack, bag straps finally broke off after padding came off an hour or so earlier. Carry whole bag in arms whilst trying to use inhaler, learn that walking into tree is painful.

Reached campsite, ate maggi with soil. AND THEN.

Instructor realised that I seemed to be dying and was put under observation. Sat in tent, fell asleep, woken up a bit later to be sent to medical centre.

Highlight of the Night, took a speedboat round Pulau Ubin back to camp at 12 o'clock or so. That was truly enjoyable.

Slept.

Day 4 -

Woke up, took some medicine, accompanied a two others to cookhouse for breakfast, went to Sengkang Polyclinic for a long wait for a 5 minute appointment, discovered who John Jay was. (He was the guy in the other bunk at medic centre.) Contemplated existentialism whilst willing 2130 to be called by pharmacist, went back to Ubin.

Stayed in centre for a little more, got baggage in order, WENT BACK TO PUNGGOL JETTY AND GOT HOME.

I'd never felt so liberated in my entire life.

Day 5 -

I was at home, yay.

So thus was the OBS enriching experience. Lovely is it not?

Day 5, also, was the CAP Meeting.

Ohjoyohjoyohjoyohjoyohjoy.

It was fun, in all truth.

Reached there, took a brief walk around before being spotted by the already present Councillor party. Moved over for a chat.

*reenactment of conversation and some humor goes here.*

Then went to help upstairs, followed by standing at the aisle whilst making horse jokes.

Thus later went to help with the collation of application forms and things. Enjoyable fun it was not, but enjoyable fun the aftermath was. Fiddled with sub-machine camera flash. Then went with the superseniors for dinner at Far East. T'was much fun and talk.

Saturday was fun joy and laughter.

Sunday was mothers day and a lot of sleep. And flu. Can't forget the flu.

...Oh gods, the flu.


Thus I speak.

RETURNETH HATH ME.

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