3 cameras

Jermaine with joel, marc and I before going to Isabel's . hmmm... Anatolia.... mmmm

Backway Alley

Backway Alley from Samth's party. Now here's a sight of Singapore you don't see everyday...

Dead Bird

I saw a dead bird outside my house on my way back today. (same place as the baby shoe below) It looked so peaceful yet so restless that I wanted to carry the carcass off the road to the grass but there was traffic. Almost got Taxi-ed over taking this shot. rest in peace.

The Perfect Pon :: A Prose

shit. I ran away from school today again. I had another lapse of headache followed by a severe sensation of 'car-sickness (which was worsened after the exhilarating economics lecture by the vulture)'. so just like the week before, I obtained a blue slip from Dr.Hashim and left school immediately after that to see the doctor. Diagnosis: A post viral infection of the ear which causes imbalance within the head and therefore the 'car-sickness' syndrome and the headaches. Doctor also said that though it is very much harmless, it is normally instigated by severe beatings to the body parts above the neck. alias. the head. ....... ......... *Glares at Steph*....... I have the inspiration to blog about the beauties of the perfect pon ( not porn), but I am feeling very giddy right now..... THANK YOU so much Stephanie Chan, I am eternally grateful how you so graciously touched my life.

Good News, Bad news

Good news:
We finished half of our PW written report
Bad News:
We chased Grace's runaway hamster at the opportunity cost of half a report.

Good news:
I finished one geography essay!!
Bad News:
I still have 2 left.

Good news:
I finished reading 4 WHOLE pages of the GP reading package for tomorrow's test
Bad News:
We are tested 40 pages.

Good news:
I was invited to attend Barker Road's Prefect Investiture tomorrow, meaning I can skip part of school.
Bad News:
The GP test is after the investiture.



Conclusion:: I am in deep shit.

Essays

its 12.38 am and I have just finished my second geog essay. *war cry* I dreamt of you and chocolates. no no . this is bad.

Blue Blazing

Council Duty. Its "so cool" to be in a blazer. *attempted laughter*

Carsick

I did council this morning and has been carsick since then. Finally got lime wire pro. it good

Pathetic Fallacy

Should we time out? damn roti-huay fetish-wana-haves.....

Name of the game

( music :: Crystal method -- Name of The Game)
Firstly:Yes, I am back on geocities. damnitsecondly:Yes, my server went down again.Thirdly:I am sorry for all vivid K-O-P fans. I promise to bring the porno back on asap.Damn you Clement!! Your essay better not exceed 9 pages. Yeah, lots of things have been happening lately.
For some reasons, all of my old childhood primary (both in HK and Singapore) have suddenly been coming back into contact with me. Last month, I realised my old HK neighbour and classmate is in ACJC as well. Then my old primary school mate found me on friendster and just today an overseas friend re-chatted with me on MSN. Damn my site was down then.
I have officially burnt out my geog fuel. I can't write another 9 pages essay..... and it is all Clements's fault. On a good side, I went shooting today and lost two pellets..... think I fired them up into the ceiling by mistake. I also attended s Student Council Orientation Corpus meeting yesterday. We have more or less finalised our goals and themes and the storyline as well. It good.
If you really have no patience, click here to see a spoiler.

Breaking The Habit

I don't know how I got this way,
I'll never be alright. So I'm breaking the habit tonight

Blue and yellow purple pills

The reflection of one's body is the reflection of one's mind. *updated links to allow playing of the normally barred albinoblacksheep.com on school coms.

Long time, So let's restart

Yes, its been a hell long time since I last blogged consistently. To post up my fickle life in hopes of public recognition is simple of an individual's instincts for reaffirmation of one's identity. However, Lately, I found another means of self verification: pain.
If you have noticed, my constantly changing msn nickname has been removed and placed as my email address as the msn default. Why? Did I ran out of names? After 3 years of msn chatting, this change in the nick has finally brought full circle to the original name I started off. To understand myself, I realized I should stop creating further fallacies about myself and go straight back to my roots, my beginning. The layout? My heart is a void. A deck that hold an cavity waiting to be filled. My all white layout prior to this is a symbol of my self awareness. My time with you has been wonderful. Every passing day, hour, minute and second I spend you, a little bit more of my void is filled up. OF course, reality reeks and rots a delusionist such as myself. On the very grounds and gravel that are trodden beneath my feet, I know that we may not sit and watch the passing carriages together. My void will never be filled up to the brim. But it was thanks to you, that at least a column of my life is alive. I will always be a boy and you will always be you.I am neither angst nor jealous, neither anxious nor suicidal. So please do not hold back any hesitation and doubt over the final decision.
I may always be stupid and paunchy, slow and un-romantic, annoying and uncommitted, over-bugging yet never there. But there is one thing that I can confirm with you: I will always be me. (good and bad)

blog

(An absence of writing is an absence of heart.) Please check photoblog for temporary entries. I will explain the new layout soon.

Why (the real post on 060806)

Its Odd, I cannot explain this.
Everyone I seem to care for seems to get hurt sooner or later.
Be it family or friends (especially friends), the moment I try to help out in their lives, be a listening ear or a helping hand, they seem to plunge deeper into their problems. Its not just one time, but everytime. The more I try to help, the more entangled they become. And that is simply caring. It gets worst.
I hardly tell people about my love life, but everytime I stoop for someone, either one of us gets hurt. Like a rusty vinyl record that repeats itself, I see it all happening again and again. There was a time when I told myself and others I don't want to love anymore, using NS as an excuse to hide my own cowardice and fear.
Its odd and I cannot explain this. I wish I could send you the unsent letter I wrote in truest sincerity, but I can't (its unsent) so I will try to fringe upon the matter through implications.
I do not know whether this is happening as I am going a tough period of my life or whether its occurring independently of the variables I face. But you and I have gotten much closer thoughout the year. Perhaps I am simply marking you as a pillar of security in my turbulent life or maybe I am really begining to feel what I fear in the begining. Please do not get freaked out as I am as freaked out as you. I really wanted to keep this in until I finish my officer cadet course, but sometimes the doubt and burden it creates seems heavier than the Machine Gun Tripod that rests on my back.
We talk and behave like pals and I feel happy that we are. You remind of all the great innocent fun I had in JC but you are also the first person whom I want to grow up for. This is the conflicting emotion that I cannot explain, the conflicting emotions that leads to conflicting ideals that lead to conflicting motives.
Its odd and I cannot explain this. The values that guide my conduct seems so chaotic. But at the end of today, there is only one assurance I want you to know. I will not let myself hurt you. Please be a pal before I sort myself out and dont take more burden upon yourself.

Basis Of Conformity

Council duty: Meet the parents session.
Conformity if the basis of society.