Ladies and Gentlemen...

Mr Freaky Ziggy is Officially 23!! WOOT!
Thanks to those who cared!!! I appreciate it very much. Seriously.

below are just some of the celebration that has been goin' on:








Thanks again peeps!

Return of the Boyband (altogether now.... *GASP*)

Return of the Boyband??

Yes... seriously, Return of the Boyband.

I saw online that there was this show called "Return of the Boyband" showing on MTV... and me being me, gasp at the thot of cheesy ballads, synchronised moves and nifty dance steps. "Noooooo. This CAN'T be true" was my first thought.... this, i gotta see.

Apparently, 5 members from 5 boybands of yesteryears decided that they deserved more than their long expired 15 mins of fame and came out with the idea of forming, well, a boyband again. The 5 very thick skinned "boys" are, Bradley from SClub7, Dane Bowers from Another Level, Danny Wood from New Kids on the Block (who is 37 by the way), Lee from Steps and Jimmy Constable from 911. And apparently they have a combined sales of 87 million cds. ya, right. whatever.

Seriously. my goodness. this is like a recipe for instant bad tv right? And after much searching on the internet, this show is actually called "Totally Boyband" in UK and Lee was sacked even before their debut single was out cos of "differences with the band manager"!! LOL!!

Whoever said boybands are back in fashion, is seriously disturbed. And that coming from an ex-backstreetboys/NSYNC/Westlife/Blue-lover, says something dun ya think? WAHAHA. can someone say L for LOSER????

CULTURE NITE '06!

Culture Nite '06 was such a blast!!! It was officially my last dance before taking a 8 month hiatus from dancing.... Awww. Seriously. I miss dancing so much!!! And althou we had some diffculties at the start, but the dance took shape (finally) days before the performance. Wow has it really been 3 years since "Wo de bu dao ni de ai qing"?? Fuck i'm old. And i will be even older by this time next week!! hahaha!!! WOOT!

Thanks to all dancers for giving me the time of my life the past 2 1/2 years. Dancing is my passion and i hope i'll be able to do this while i am in France as well. Join some funky french hip hop club. Wahahaha. (wah piang there's either something wrong with my comp or blogspot seriously needs some maintenance... uploading photos is taking forever now while i'm writing this)

Oh i'm gonna pay for my air tickets tmr already! And since i got 3000bucks from the NUS SEP award, the air ticket is basically like... free!!! and i can even sponser someone to fly over to visit me!! wahhaa, ya right i would.... ORRRR it could mean that my hostel fees are free, OR it could mean that i can eat really good food for 6 months, ORRRRRR i get to buy 100pairs of Birkenstocks there to last me a lifetime!! oooohhh thinking about that makes me all hot and flustered.... heighten anxiety. WHHAHAHA. i am not as worthless as i think i am!!

hmm...

i think i am running out of creative juices.... juices of all kinds. ARGh... i dunno what to write about anymore... if u want me to write about somethings in particular, just let me know. OKKKKK??

on an unrelated note, i love LovE LOVE the weekends, from Friday till like Sundays!! Cos i have latest class at 2pm on friday and that's it, i'm done for the weekend!! i get to majorly NUA in my room, watching all sorts of nonsense that i have downloaded the past week.... (Lost, Nip/Tuck, Brothers & Sisters, Grey's Anatomy, Survivor, Top Model) seriously. so that basically sucks like almost 10 hours away from me.... (and u wonder why i am still single right?...... noooo i'm so married to TV, or my comp for that matter, right now. Not Single, and so not available)

And when i get home, it's more tv!! Discovery Travel and Living is my favourite channel!! Woot! And i love Samantha Brown's Passport ot Europe.... she's my idol. WAHAHA

The only downside is that i have to give tuition to my cousins.... and i absolutely hate that. period.

I hate it when...

1. This blog is about me, whining and whining... i shud start feeling like... myself again

2. I am starting to be like my father.... and wannabe-drunkard. i mean i draw the line between casual drinking and stocking up on beer in my room.... for those "just-in-case" moments when i feel bored and i need a drink or 2 to make me sleep better.... and i just fell into case no. 2.

3. everytime someone sees me, the first thing they say is "are u very stressed?" or "you look tired".... which most of the time i am, but i really dun wanna be that way.

4. its a yearly ritual to be angry at my friend for being such a lazy individual, but is seriously none of my business..... and chose to sleep the one time when i needed to talk to somebody, even thou he is like 2 doors down. which goes to show that he isnt really a very nice fren in the first place.

5. people take me fro granted.

6. So if dun take me for granted, say "i" so i wun hate u....... nah, just kidding, right?

UPDATE!!! (part huit)

1. After a much needed (self-declared) break, i finally got the energy to start to clear away my pile of crap... project deadlines, assignments. ARGH!!!

2. Got my air tickets to Lyon! Leaving Singapore on Air France on the 1st Jan @ 1130pm at nite! can't wait.

3. Sick.... havent been sick in a very long time. Sneezing my nose off, blowing until skin tear (aka puo4 pi2)

4. And to counter point no 3, i drank nearly 5 cups of water the past few hours

5. Which resulted me in pee-ing every 30mins now.... the tap is leaking.... in all sense of the word.

6. I hate it that in a group, people are working towards different goal, people are not working as hard as they should be, at least in my opinion. And i can't assign stuff for them to do cause i know they will give me a crap ass piece of work at the end of the day, so why not i do the bulk of it right from the start, right? Seriously, it is not fun to have dead weight in a team. I am learning that we cannot impose what we want to our team members. We can only hope that they have the conscience not to do a last minute thing and fuck up he whole group. (disclaimer: i am not targeting this at any one person... actually i am)

7. Culture nite is next tuesday!! Can't wait to dance, even thou it is just a small part. Dance is my LIFE!

8. Ate Geylang Beef Hor Fun for supper for the first time.... and boy oh boy did it rock my socks off.

So that's it for now.... pretty boring i know. More interesting things to come come Jan 07!!

It was a damn fun/horrible night...

Oh man i have no idea how to start this post. Basically my whole body is aching all over due to some intense clubbing session at zouk last nite. It was the funnest clubbing i've ever had cos my girl frens and 2 other older guys (whom i met thru one of my girl frens for the first time last nite) paid for drinks and i was basically drinking like a fish... i was jumping around like a insane maniac and i remember i hit some other guy and he diao me on the dance floor. Oh man. But damn was it fun.....

right till the point when i reached hall when i received news that one of the guy, Chris, who was sending some of the girls back, was stopped at a police roadblock.... and horror of all horrors, failed the breathalyser test. He was detained by the police while my girl fren had to call her boyfriend in the middle of the nite to send the strand-ees home. In the end Chris was charged and have to appear in court and may be fined up to 5000bucks... or worse, jailed if convicted....

I was so perturbed by this news that i cant sleep...... i woke up twice, i on-ed my laptop twice and tried talking to some of my frens thru MSN.... and the irony is, no one in Singapore wanted to talk to me even after a desperate plea thru my msn nick (FUCK!! I NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TOOOOOOOO!!!) ya. and the first person who came to console me was a fren in California.... i went to dining hall to find step and yunn and weijie to talk. damn terrible. But i am thankful for them when i needed to vent my frustration.... this was the stupiest nite EVER.

FLY ME TO LYON NOW!

See how spastic i look? That's my impersonation of a mad traffic engineer taking traffic readings... farnie rt?? damn retarded la this lab. (hmm i had no idea my finger was sticking out like that...)

Anyway... guess what? I GOT MY ACCEPTANCE LETTER!!! i am so flying away from here is january!! But the nightmare's only just begun.... now i got to source for the cheapest flight to Lyon... and a quick call to Austrian Air (highly recommended by Siwei and only $1170) reveals that 1st week of Jan flights are FULLY booked... no way you say? WAY!! like wat the efff right? Singaporeans too freakin rich!! So now i am a bit worried since the next best alternative is to fly on the 31st dec and arrive on New Year's Day itself to make it in time for my language course on the 8th.... but then, what the hell would be open on NYD???? So screwed up.

And i got to find out abt insurance, i got to do my visa, i got to translate my birth cert in french (no, seriously), i got to proof that i have at lease 500 odd euros in my bank account, i got to find out if i seriously need to open a bank acct since i will only be there 6months... and also internet and sim card.... HELP!!! So many things to do.

I just need to tell myself i need to get out of this place before i really turn into the freak that is shown above. Seriously.

By the way the 1800-send-cc-to-france hotline is still open and will only close next july. do contribute generously!!

UPDATE!!! (part sept)

1. Yes i do apologise to for not writing more in french... there is now a grand total of 2 posts in french despite my promise to write more often... You see, it takes me 1 hour at least to come up with a decent post in french... and time is not a luxury i can afford right now.

2. Speaking of all things French-y.... Why oh why are the pple at INSA Lyon taking such a farking long time to process my application?? I know they have it already and they have been "reviewing" my application since last Wednesday. Like, i mean, i don't have Mohammed as part of my name (no offence), nor do i look stupid on paper (3.6 is not very stupid wat).... so why the hell are they taking so long!!! Sundeep already has his confirmation and i freaking handed in mine earlier!

3. And damn that IRO for not emailing me the results of the Sep award. It has been freakn 3 weeks since Sept 20th!! Do those pple actually work??? XIAOWEN!!! Tell me what are the iro pple doing?? Did i not get it?

4. I do apologise for all the caps.... i am not shouting... just frustrated.

5. i hate it when personal and business matters gets mixed up. I should be more firm when i do things.

6. And i hate it that i am the only one who is mildly interested in getting the interviews done for my projects. Like seriously... only one.

7. The NUS network is seriously majorly screwing my ass up. What the hell is wrong with the freaking connection!!!! Effffffed up man.

8. I hate it that i sound so angsty. where is the cute ol' me???

9. You know what?

10. CALL

11. ME

12. GOD

13. "CALL ME GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!"

Alma Mater

Went back to Dunman 2 days back with 8 other frens to take a last look at the old campus, take some photos, before it gets demolished to make way for a brand spanking new school equipped with rooftop tennis courts, olympic size track and what nots. Being back at DHS brings back tonnes of happy/sad memories... Has it really been 10 years?

i still remember the 1st day of school, i had my usual anxiety attack and had to go toilet to take a dump before assembly... yes. so typical.

i remember wanting to quit scouts soooo much cos the seniors treated us literally like crap, but ended up being a Rover scout till now (albeit a very inactive one)...

i remember being the one to raise the school flag during assembly every Wednesday (i think) and have the fear of overtaking the Singapore flag and kena scolded by the teachers...

i remember Leon Lai coming to our school for some NKF thingy and basically causing a frenzy in the school.

i remember abiding to ridiculous school rules like sporting a gaudy and 80s side parting and no cross bra straps for girls....

speaking of bras, i remember pulling my frens bra strap and piak-ing her back... my first and last attempt at such an indecent behaviour.

i remember being best friends with chen bonan in sec 1 and 2, falling out with him during sec 3 and 4, and making up just in time before we graduate

yes... such innocence. i miss those days.... those were the best 4 years of my life. seriously.







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Havent really been updating this blog for a while now. Apologies to all loyal readers. No time eh. 5 projects is simply no joke. hmm. what's new on my side.... sent 3 friends off to UK and Germany the pst couple of days... wish its gonna be my turn soon. i need to get out of NUS and be away from all these unhappy things for a while. Be alone. That's what i do best.

My bowel movement has been especially erratic these days as well.... i feel like taking a dump all the time, but somehow only puny pieces of crap comes out. And i feel bloated. (note to self: eat more bananas)

And i realised that it is very difficult to live with my bitch when i see him everyday single minute of my life in hall. i see him every morning i wake up, i take 5 out of 6 modules with him, i eat together with him, he is the last person i see when i sleep... and somehow, i am getting sick of seeing him. And yet i cant live without him.... as in, yeah. Cosmic forces like to play wierd shit one people sometimes. And the fact that i always quarrel with him during project meetings doesnt help at all.

Jumped into the pool today wearing only my shorts and underwear... completely retarded i know. But someone was drowning you see. yes. instant good karma points (kaching!) after all the psychotic bad things i have done thus far. Actually i was contemplating not jumping in cos

1. the drown-ee was like in lane 1
2. I didnt bring extra pair of undies
3. i didnt feel like getting wet... tat time of the month, ya know?

But that bitch of mine pushed me in... so i guess i didnt really have a choice eh. In the end i had to go back underwear-less (eek) and zip up my pants with uber care if i didnt wanna rip my ball sac in two and have a Ben Stiller moment in There's Something about Mary.

Yeah. That's whats happening in life. Cant wait for what's gonna happen tomorrow. Peace out y'all

Confessions of a Poor Boy (Les Confession d’un Garçon Pauvre)

Il y a longtemps.... mais je suis occupé.

Hier soir, Jingpeng, Chazz et moi sont allés à Paulaner Brauhaus German pour le dîner parce que Jingpeng ira à Bath, Grande-Bretagne pour une semestre d’échange. Nous avons mangé comme les cochons… au-dessous est l’addition pour notre petit soirée:

Le Poulet Cordon Bleu $24.50
La Jambe L‘agneau $29
Le Plat de la Saucisse $24
Margarita $16.50
Verre du Vin Blanc (Shiraz) $11
Verre du Vin Rouge (Riesling) $11
Verre de la Bière $14.50
Verre de Hefe-Weibbier $13.50

Total $167.83 (GST compris)

Maintenant, ma poche est vide et je ne obtiens pas le bourse de NUS SEP... très triste. Je pense que j’ai vendre mes fesses afin de pouvoir acheter mon billet á Lyon. Vous voulez mes fesses? Ce n’est pas cher. $50 par heure…. Argent rendre garantir!

It has been a long time, but i am busy.

Last night, Jingpeng, Chazz and me went to Paulaner Brauhaus German for dinner because Jingpeng will be going to Bath, Great Britain for a semester of exchange. We ate like pigs… below is the bill for our little party:

Chickent Cordon Bleu $24
Lamb Shank $29
Sausage Sampler $24
Margarita $16.50
White Wine (Shiraz) $11
Red Wine (Riesling) $11
Dark Malt Beer $14.50
Hefe-Weibbier $13.50

Total $167.83 (including GST)

Now, my pocket is empty and I did not get the NUS SEP award. I think I have to sell my backside to be able to buy my ticket to Lyon. You want to buy my backside? It is not expensive. $50 per hour. … Money back guarantee!!

Drawings of a Warped up child...

People say a child's drawing can say a lot about how he of she is felt at that particular time.... so HORRORS of HORRORS, imagine how shocked for words i was when my mum showed me pictures that she dug out from some old stuff i drew, back when i was in nursery.... goodness. notice the ridiculous abundance of hearts... heart shaped apples, heart shaped beings.... rabbits.... female rabbits. WHAT THE EFFFFF??

OH.MY.WORD. I dun think it takes a rocket scientist to decipher what a deprived child i was.... in need of lurrrrve and attention.... and that pretty much explains why i grew up to be such a warped up, twisted, attention seeking and psychotic individual.

but this, ladies and gentlemen, is proof of what a talented young boy i was/am. NINJA TURTLESSS!! Woot! NICE RIGHT?? i am so impressed with myself i think i am about to tear. I dunno what drawing turtles mean but dang... i may be a this close to seeing a shrink but This, is a work of genius.

Wh-arts this thing about having an arts face?

Someone: eh Cheong Chye, are you from arts?

Me: oh.my.god.... not again. NoooOO i am not from artsssss. i am from engineeee!!

Someone: Huh? You got arts face eh.... you dun look like engineer.

For probably the, oh, say 143rd time, someone asked me if i was in arts fac. Please, for the love of god, let me get this straight once and for all.... just because i take some effort in coordinating my wardrobe, wear funky specs, dun exactly look very smart (hehe, offending hell a lot of pple now), and dun fit into the stereotype of the berms-cum-tshirt-cum-trail slippers, doesn't mean i am from arts fac. i am a true blue engine student who is totally in love with solving trigonometric equations, drawing free body diagrams and playing with soil.

No seriously. i hate doing all those things... who am i kidding.... which makes me wonder... exactly why aren't i in arts in the first place. ta ma de.

sigh anw.... things havent been going well these few days.... flung my first transport quiz... that much further from my 2nd upper. personal life not very good also... hiyah. maybe because my ruling planet Pluto has recently been banished into solar system hell. maybe.... damn u astrologers!!

Yoga Spear... Yoga Teleport... YOGA FLAME!!!

Dhalsim has the power to suspend himself in midair, stretch his extremities in ways beyond the average human, read minds, and sense evil, the latter abilities he uses to locate the sinister M. Bison, and doing his part to aid those who can destroy the villain. He retired from fighting after the second World Warrior tournament, and continued to roam the world helping those in need.

Yeap, that's who i am supposed to be for D&D this year.... and god knows what other extremities i can stretch beyond the average human.... hahaha. COOL RIGHT? haha actually i think i looked more like one of the Shaolin 18 Golden Monks.... oh but everyone said i rocked, so i guess it wasn't that bad. And for a super last minute job, i think my table did fantastically well!! We looked cohesive as a table and we were perhaps the most colourful of the lot! Kudos to the blk for the amazing cosplay and wat not.

Blocking Cammy's attack.... WOOT!

Dhalsim vs Akuma..... Round 1.... FIGHT!!

Morrigan the slut.... hahaha

STREET FIGHTERSssss!

Lord of the Rings.... with a very flop Aragon

Flintstones

the villians

B Blk Cosplay!! Woot!

Lip service

Since i am no longer taking any french modules, and since i am going to France for SEP, i have decided to practice my french, on a weekly basis, or whenever i feel like it. And what better way to kill my brain cells than to write!! In FRENCH!! All my French amis, help me correct any mistake eh, s’il vous plaît?? (Disclaimer: Portions of the text you are about to read have been altered to achieve comic effect) Here goes:

Ma lèvre est blessée pendant un jeu de frisbee. La blessure est très dégoûtante parce qu'il y a du pus. C’est absolument douloureux et mes amis pensent j’ai le STD…. mais NON!!! Je suis un puceau!! Je n’ai pas les rapports avant… Je suis un bon garçon. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Non? Je ne le pense pas aussi.

which basically translates to:

My lip is injured during a game of frisbee. It is very disgusting because there is pus. It is absolutely painful and my friends think i have STD.... But NO!!! I am a virgin!! I have never had sex before....i am a good boy. You want to sleep with me tonight? No? Didn't think so too.

funny right??? I think it's damn farnie!! Kenneth, xiaowen, Ah Ding, please help me correct k? Merci beaucoup!!

Seriously.... need to be so stressed anot?

Just finished day 1 of dance audtions and i must say the turnout was INCREDIBLE... almost 50 pple flooded the dance room! Happy to see familiar faces from rag and my block!!

What was shocking thou was how stressed most of them were.... to some of them, getting into dance is like do or die. While i admire their passion, i do think there is something wrong somewhere, when one gets so stressed to the point where one has to walk out of the dance room halfway thru the auditions (trying very very hard not to be name names). I mean... need to be so stressed or not? Take a chill pill people!! Dance is supposed to be fun wat, not like its exams or wat.... when i auditioned 2 years back, i was really having a great time... dunno la. haha

I was just thinking, if i wasnt going for SEP, would i be running for Dance Comm.... but in the end, i decided that i better not. After attempting to cultivate some leadership potential in me during my term as Blk comm back in year 1, i finally realised that i suck at leading people. I hate leading and i am really really bad at it. Dance IS my passion, but i just dun wan it to self destruct under my leadership, or lack thereof. I would kill myself if it ever happens... so i better not take the chance eh? Sometimes wanting just aint enuff eh? Maybe when i come back in year 4 la.... but then again, maybe not.

On a totally unrelated note, i have a disfigured lip. No, i did not get it from intense french kissing and love making. Althou i hope that was the case. Yes, that's dried blood you are seeing, not food stain. No, it doesnt hurt.... its just swollen. And yes, i did indeed get it from playing frisbee. Someone bumped into me. Argh. So much for wanting to be active eh? ta ma de. NO MORE FRISBEE MAN.

UPDATE!! (part cinq)

Here's a 30sec update on the current state of thangsss (just because i REFUSE to start work)

1. I am officially a freelance dancer/performer!! Performed at the army half marathon this morning and it was by far the most retarded/wierdest performance ever. We were introduced as NUS Blast and there were pple moving on the stage when we were performing. Not to mention the heavy drizzle. But for 70 bucks, BRING ON THE RAIN I SAY!!

2. Sent in my application for another SEP scholarship... crossing my fingers now. Hopefully it works out this time darn it. i need the friggin' money

3. Work so far has been... sorta alright. This is the first time i have so many readings. Now up to a thickness of about 6cm. and thats exlcuding notes and textbook. like... wat the afff.

4. Totally not enjoying the heat...

5. I hate that i can't sleep at nite anymore. i used to be the master of sleeping. I guess the Zmonster just decided not to be my fren.

6. It's good to have frens who are working. Cause it means you get free lunches and desserts that are TO-DIE-FOR whenever they get a promotion! WOOT!!

7. Procrastination is a bad habit which i must try to overcome.... right about.... now.

CIAO ya PEEPS!!

Say wut?

ONCE MORE... WITH FEELING!!

OK. So, being the winner of 7 or 8 awards during last saturday's Rag day, we were kena arrowed by NUSSU to perform the entire rag presentation at Plaza Singapura this afternoon. And truth be told, most of us had the "oh man... been there done that" feeling. As a senior i was really up for it but i do feel bad for the freshies... like first day into FWOC gong gong audition for rag dance den had to endure so much shit stuff.... but hopefully all of them had a really good time la.... Like i said its a once in a lifetime experience.

After the final performance ended... as i saw my fellow rag dancers taking photos with one another, with the train or even random pple from the crowd... and i see their smiling faces, i guess it was all worth it la. And i cant help but feel really nostlagic about the whole thing.... Call me an emotional being but it was all good man... the endless nights practising the dance... countless hours of waiting for something to happen. I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. This is wat i love to do and if KR wants me back after i come back from SEP next year, RAG DANCE 07/08 HERE I COME!! No shit.

Before i leave you with a few more photos of the float at PS today (stolen from a certain Mr Han's blog), just wanna give a special shoutout to JP and Weijie for the amazing choreo and believing in me... my dear aristocrats for the wondeful time, new frens that i made along the way (the punks and the mechanics) and lastly to Emily for being a supportive partner. Peace out y'all.

The day the KRONOS rocked da house!!

Dear loyal readers, if you think the reason why i haven been updating my blog is because i have been slacking somewhere, you are SO wrong. I have been busting my ass (and knees) practising rag dance for possibly the 100th time and making costumes well into the wee hours for the past 2 weeks... and let me tell you, it was ALL WORTH IT. KR won 7 awards, including Best Float and Best Float Presentation... and not forgeting the Chancellor Shield.... the Kronos rocked Rag Day indeed. Words cannot describe how i felt... it was simply euphoric.

Made a lot of new frens along the way, especially freshies... and it made me feel that its ok to miss out in orientation cause i got to know them in another way... and we sort of formed our little OG every nite as well, practising and talking cock while waiting to dance. To me this is more meaningful than FWOC.

People say success is not a destination, merely a journey. But hey, i got both the journey AND the destination so i guess i'm twice as blessed. People ask me why i do this year after year, why i even bother to to do rag dance when it takes away 1/3 of my holidays... All i can say is its my passion, i love to perform and going through this process with so many good friends made it even more enjoyable and worth it... no matter the end result.

Kudos to the entire rag dance team, the raggers and flaggers for this ULTIMATE experience of a lifetime. What a way to kick off the start of a new academic year. Here is the link for the video and some photos of rag day... (i wud have posted more photos but somehow blogspot always try to screw me up by not allowing to do that. Someone tell me why)

Feel the KRONOS...

http://web.rp.sg/lin_tze_ing/rag_photo_gallery.htm

I cannot stand old people

Old people who dunno how to operate SAM machine should seriously stop trying to be smart and attempt to use them. Seriously. After a hard day's work of dancing... all i wanna do is pay my bills and eat dnner.... but NOOOOOO.... those old farts just decided to show up all at the same time and waste my bloody time...

So anw i started yawning like a hippo after for waiting an uncle pay 6(!!) bills... and the auntie in front of me started telling me "you know ah last time when i pay 2 bills the people behind me start scolding me already ah!"... when all i wanted to reply was "seriously i dun need to know your whole family history.... and stop talking to me"

5 freakin minutes later, that same auntie fumbled with the buttons... when the machine asked whether she wants to pay another bill, she pressed "yes" when in fact thats all she had, and when she was supposed to press savings acct, she pressed current. i mean seriously, how stupid can a person get.

In the end the SAM machine hung.... IT HUNG!! thanks a lot auntie.... next time ask ur children to pay bills for u.... if not there is this system that was invented ten thousand years ago to help u with billing problems... its called GI-farking-RO.

The Man of Steel RETURNS!!

Superman Returns!! And he is bigger than ever!! Woot! While the world is currently hooked onto Captain Jack Sparrow, i finally found time to catch SR... and boy, was i blown away. I never really considered myself a Superman fan...till now. 11 years in the making, this movie truly depicts what Superman represents... justice, truth and above all things, courage... and don't we need a little of that once in a while? hehe. Go catch the movie if you havent... i was a skeptic too at first (seriously, how exciting can a man in red tights get), but now i am a true convert. Peace out y'all!

Update!! (part quatre)

1. Horrified that the holidays are coming to an end real soon... i CANNOT believe i actually managed to survive the 3 month break doing nothing particularly constructive to society or my personal well-being. i didnt work, i didnt revise, i watched a whole lotta tv and that's basically it.

2. Speaking of tv, i have 7 seasons of Will & Grace waiting for me.... which pretty much explains point number 1. It's all about pacing man...

3. Dancing 5 days a week now. I am a dance whore.

4. Friends are gradually leaving Singapore for greener pastures overseas for SEP and NOC. Leaving for Korea, US... and den France, Switzerland and UK. Which makes me kinda excited about my SEP, but worried all the same.... because i still havent sent in my application which has been lying on my desk since the start of the hols.... (seriously you say? Seriously... argh!)

5. i am a lean mean (sex) machine called the Procrastinator

6. Did i mention i got silver for ippt? hehe brag a little eh... below are the results

Situps: 40
SBJ: 234cm
Chinup: 9
Shuttle Run: 9.5s
2.4km run: 11:11mins

which makes me... 200bucks richer!! Holla!!

Those were the days...

Let's play a game of Spot me!

Sometimes when i tell my frens i still have primary school gatherings, their response would normally go along the the lines of "You must be joking.... dun you have a life?" Erm no, i am not joking, and yes, i have a life....

So anyway, after a hiatus of 2 years, the 6B1 gathering is back with a vengeance and bigger than ever!! 21 pple came! haha super happy!!

At the BBQ pit

Its good to know that everyone is going places and surviving well... we have a doctor in making, scholars, market analyst, engineers, auditor, psycologist, journalist, air force sign-on and someone who works for Nestle.

I miss the old campus at the quaint Parry neigbourhood, which was tucked away in a quiet corner... Truth be told, if i were to rank the different periods of my life so far, i would have to say my 6 years is Rosyth is a close 2nd, after Dunman High. Primary school was a time when we had no worries... when things were so much simpler and innocent. Constantly irritating the shit outta each other and catching grasshoppers at the field.

Some highlights of my life in Rosyth:

1. Harold was probably my first friend in p1, cos i had to borrow colour pencil from him the first day of school

2. I used to have 10 wives back in p3... i guess sometimes 1 just isnt enuff

3. Being part the all-star (yes, not shy) 4x100m team for Cheetah house with Zhiren, Harold and Daniel. GO TEAM!

4. Stealing a prefect's tie from Zhiren, because i lost mine.... and i almost lost him as a best fren because of this. (ohmygawd SHOCKER!!! yes...i panicked. i was 11. gimme a break) I've said this before but i will say it again. if you are reading this Zhiren, I AM SORRY and i deserved to be stoned for this heinous act of cowardice

5. One sunny morning in p5, a conversation between Mrs Grosse and Ms Githa, both in charge of prefects, and i went something like this:

Mrs Grosse: Cheong Chye, we have received some complaints about you recently.

Ms Githa: We've heard that you have been using the word "bitch" on other people. Do you know what the word "bitch" meeeeeans?

Me: Erm... a female dog? (with one eyebrow raised)

Such sarcasm at a young age.... tsk tsk. Seriously, what was i supposed to say. I was promptly sacked from the prefectorial board the next year.

6. Singing backup with weifeng for Hamdan the Diva for talentime. Singing Madonna no less. That, was like, major social suicide...

7. Traumatising my p1 buddy when i was in p6. i made the poor boy cry because he didnt know how to count money to buy food at the canteen. hope i didnt cause him any emotional distress.

8. Learning to name different parts of the male genitalia with Zhiren and Weifeng while doing science project... haha good times man, good times. (2nd best water filter!!! woohooo. the winning team used quartz. Like, who the hell knew quartz existed in p6??)

Class photo part deux at Mdm Azlina's house

Memories are flooding my brains now and they are all bittersweet.... ahhh nostlagic... Those were the days.

Beijing BOUND... and BACK!!

My family at Yihe Park

Me and sis at the 17 Arch bridge

Me and dad at Tiantan Park

YAY!! i climbed the Great Wall!! i am a hao3 han4!

Tiananmen is one freaking huge ass place!

Apparently eunuchs and maids come to one of these long corridors to rendezvous...

At the ruins of Yuanming Park

At the summit of Beihai Park

Surprisingly, Beijing wasnt as bad i i thought it would be... if you can look past the really bad pollution, the traffic congestion and the spitting, it's actually quite a livable city.... Contrary to popular belief, their toilets are actually quite clean.... in fact most are actually cleaner than ours! Quelle horreur! Thou i must say the whole idea of throwing soiled toilet paper into baskets rather than the towel bowl is something that i really CANNOT fathom.... apparently their sewage system isnt really that good so toilet paper chokes up the toilet (?!)

Everything there is dirt cheap.... one oyster costs 3rmb ($0.60) and one scallop costs 8rmb ($1.60) so we practically lived like kings and queens there.... but the cost of living in Beijing is actually steeper than that in Sinagpore.... their taxi flat rate is 10rmb and jumped 2rmb everytime.... and considering a normal waitress earns 600rmb a month, i really dunno wat Singaporeans are complaning about here....

Visited almost all the parks there... the emperors really have too much time, building so many gargantuan parks... i pity the sedan carriers... seriously.

So anyway, Beijing is really quite a worthwhile place to go if you are on a tight budget. Cheap Cheap!!