Put off the sunday event posting until friday. Not that i've been busy, i've been lazy. Anyhow, sunday was a rush day, SoC Ball, waking up at 10 to rush to Darling's place. Took an ass long time to dress well for it. Its a white jacket with jeans and a long sleeve V neck inside. HOT~. Darling was a black top with a white skirt. Sexy~~ Anyhow, we rushed cab to Conrad. Classy, but, there's just something i cant put my finger to it, such as the atmosphere being too damm stiff. Anyhow, E-chan, organiser of the event, told me that i have to go around prancing onto random attendees of the ball with mini games. It can range from a simple "SING YOUR ABCS BACKWORDS!!!! PWNT WAHAHAHAHA" (KC san got this from me) to sing on stage a duet (LJ kun got this from me)

Food wise was great. SUSHI ROCKS AS ALWAYS, but hadn't eaten my full. damm. Conrad food was overrated though, but EhDelLine says its good. Note to self: Dun trust EhDel. Especially on food. Apart from sushi is the normal spring rolls ar, pastry ar, bread ar.... the smoked salmon on a bread deserves commendation though. It rocks.

Oh, during the ball i was wearing a hairband too, and so did my darling. The horns on it rock too. So we were literally devils walking around the ball, preying on the guests. The mildest i made ppl do was say ABC in a breath. And drink one glass of coke.

The ball ended with me taking off with one of the props: the devil stick. hhohooho. I had kids on the way keep staring at it like its made of gold. Kids, life is candy and toys. Sex has no appeal to them with candy in the way.

but had a fight on the way back with Darling. reason is unclear since its not a happy thing and it happened 5 days ago. but it resolved like our many other arguements. Meh.

Conclusion: Dun put off ur blogging for more than 3 days. YOU CANT WRITE SHIT THIS WAY.

late post about P-chan's bbq party. It was smackdown fun. Downright. MORNING was boring. I mean, since when was school ever fun? Its the things that happen after lessons that are fun, but, what CAN happen in a school? "Oh, the bookshop has imported a new kind of pen from Sweden! Ohhhh..." Save the excitement, Lady.

After the school boredom, it was home to ditch stuff, then its to Bugis to pick up Darling. She was late that morning so i had to wait for her to cover back her time. Went to the drums in Bugis. NEVER put money into it, cos the drums are spoilt. And i paid $2 to find that out. Such is the price of boredom.

Finally she arrives, and starved. So its Tako Pachi and some other finger food. But we were late, so we ended up making other ppl in the MRT hungry too. Never knew Old Chang Kee had such a powerful arua in a cabin of 100 commuters.

Reached clementi to get to P-chan's party. But. West isn't my territory, so i have no idea where to head to. Had to get help from T-kun to find my way ard. After some way-pointing and then travelling with 2 eyes open like a radar, we finally met up with T-kun and L-kun.

Then after a trip to a toilet to let my Darling change out of her working attire (Its not beach wear. hurhurhur, beach wear.), and a little embarassment which involved a pair of escalators and some weird stares, (we went up and down on the same pair of escalators. To know how embarassing it is, try it yourself.) We walked all the wat to the West coast. T-kun and L-kun were so intensely in arguement about PHP and ASP.net, i had a feeling that had no idea where they are heading. For all we know, we may end up waist deep in the sea and not know why.

At last, after some phone calls and walking, we reach the venue. The party needed little description. Everyone was high on adreneline and barberque. Alcohol hit a little later when P-chan's friends came into the picture. Everyone was just as lame. Everyone laughed away. And when work came into the picture, the poor fellow who spoke was given drink. There was gay-humping, and there was booze, and one of the little events involved a cup of satay gravy, ice, bee hoon, peach tea, a slicce of mango, some butter and some cream.P-chan, after 6 shots of vodka that has been intensified with other soft drinks and flavourings, brought the mixture to her mouth without thinking. (She didnt drink it, her brother-by-oath stopped her in time.) Also there was happiness. Darling had a lot of fun. And she brought luck. M-san never won a big-small draw with me. If you dun noe the rules, 52 cards, whoever picked the bigger card wins. T-kun, however, is my nemesis, since when he blew on the cards i end up having to eat an otar with sambal sauce and drenched in satay gravy. Can you say "This burns my ass"?

After the booze and the fun, homebound. Pity Darling didn't wanna come over to my place to stayover.

Its thursday. A day that WAS supposed to be short. Lecture at 9-10. It was so peaceful. I use was not only because it happened in the past, about 10 hours ago. It also meant that peace was in the past.

Lect over, coke drunk, i went over back to my home ground in school, which was in SOC. If you know, you know. If you dun, just think of it as my hovel. I went, planned my timetable a little, and then went to the canteen for lunch. Found Shin-chan, my freshie, Z-kun and KY-kun seated in the canteen. I ate lunch, and saw Shin-chan doing tutorials. Already. Its freaking first week and she's mugging tutorials. Holy cow. So i whacked with her as well. First arrow flew over.

Adeline (pronounced Eh-Del-Line, courtesy of me) flew over to my table. Well, it seemed she flew, since she was wearing the prop wings and bouncing over. All of a sudden, im in the committee for the SOC Ball, as a game IC. Once again, if you are in the know, you know, if not, you just missed out of some fun and good food and saved $25.

After the EhDelLine scare, i tried mugging the tutorial again. Its the dy/dx shit all over again, but i canot fucking remember shit about it. Oh fuck i said shit. Oh well. just when i was trying hard to make things work, P-chan came over. Since its crowded and no tables are around, she popped over, and anyway P-chan used to be Shin-chan's freshie too. P-chan is a magnet for trouble, since M-san, CC director-to-be if all goes well, came over too. Next thing i knew, im on the roasting spit for committee head. Its a sub-committee, but if things go awry, there goes my studies. Another arrow. wheeeee.

Evening proved to be my respite, cos i get to see my Princess, my Hime-sama. We went for Carl's jr, which wasnt satisfying as last time. The first trip was a huge chunk of Carl. Today it was really a piece of Carl's junior. But they do burgers well, so no complains in that area. Free flow of coke always earn my thumbs up too.

Once again, i conclude this entry with a plead, a plead for all flamers to name themselves so i can curse you good and proper. Failing which i will curse you anyway, so good luck cursing my bored piece of crap.

Gwah, i wrote so much about FOW that i forgot to post a fun ehtry: First day of 3rd Gaki!! (term)

Actually the first day is monday, but i didn't have lessons. So... waha~ Played maplestory AGAIN, and i wonder why i didnt have that mood during the holidays. Only after school begins do i have that mood. Fuck, i do things better when im not supposed to.

Anyhow first off was maths. Xen dyed his hair pink this time, and he looks more like paul 2hill now. Or correctly saying, paul twohill looks like Xen. Prolly stole his look on the streets. Anyhow, he changed hair colour, my hair went through a revamp. Go figure. 3 months really does much to the human mind.

Then it was Jap. wheeeee. the lesson is very jap. The lecturer was jap. The rules were very jap. And i dun mean that they were written in japanese. The rules were as strict as they are in japanese. Respect the teacher at al times, hand in your bloody homework on time, blah blah blah... I thought singapore was a open minded society? Fuck the respect shit. You want respect? Earn it. But that's beside the point, since i wanna watch anime without subtitles someday. So, im learning Jap!

CS modules were the stunner. everyone went through a makeover. Mousie-kun cut his hair so short i almost mistook him for a PRC. With a suit and a bowtie he can go back to the 60s. LF-chan also had a dye and perm. Holy crap she looks hotter now (Sorry darling if you are reading my crap now. Im being honest here, since she paid hundreds for a comment, figures to give her one here =D) She's still as hyper as ever, but she still loses out to fen-chan. Another girl on drugs. hoho. The rest of the gang didn't have much change, though some have hair lengths different from 3 months ago. Good ol' things never change.

The day overall was crap though. Foot Rot and RainWater are the best friends if you like lemon in cuts on your sole. What a great first day, and it works both ways.

Whooooo ha. its been long since i posted something on the blogpage. Lazy i am, therefore i dun keep this well maintained. Maybe this makes this blog more unique. People like it prim and proper and themes and crap. To me, this is some place where i empty out what happened, lock, air for viewing, ok, that's it. done.

Past 10 days was FOW. freshman orientation week for those who dunno, and for those who do, it had been fun. Knew a lot of people like the FOW prez, JQ-kun, the forgot his appointment IC, J-kun, and the small and kawaii and overhyper and forever on drugs girl YS-chan. Anyway, recap.

First day(thursday) was meet da freshman. They really ARE fresh. All blur, wondering what's going on, and there i was, telling them all sorts of crap and wondering what i can do to make them at least speak. Ice breaker was really fun, if your idea of fun is dance in front of a group of freshmen that just got together wondering what is going on, and there you are prancing in front of them and doing a pole dance. Wow that sure was fascinating.

G***m san was scheduled to do a CM module introduction. For those in the know, yeah, G-san is a fuck-off. For those who don't. its better you dun, for your safety's sake. A 10 minute introduction became a life story narration, like his life only revolved around work, flash and maya. Show some family pictures already! I can imagine him at his birthday party, showing off a demostration of maya. "I R TEH KNOES MAYA! HURHURHUR"

Mass dance was like humiliation. Sure its fun, its a form of bonding, but when you tell a person with a motor neuron deficency, such as me, to do a syncro dance, it just comes out very weird. Much as i appreciate J-Kun for his effort, it wasnt enjoyable. I lack the dance nerve to enjoy it. Much less perform. Its the same as te old uncle loving sex, but needs the Viagra to enjoy it. Lacking which, sex is just playing tennis without the ball.

Second day(friday) was more moving. and i really mean the physical disposition, not emotional tides coming forth and fro. NUS uncovered, it was nicknamed. It also showed my incapability to read maps. Dammit. Even my freshman can point out which bus goes to where. The waypoints don't seem to follow well too. Whoever plots to go north then south and then north again? Anyhow it was fun, doing the minigames and yelling a cheer before and after each station. Makes the embarassment less embarassing. Hur hur hur, embarassing embarassment. Can you say "obvious"?
But FASS really woke me up. Shrieking girls, huge numbers, colourful shirts... Never knew NUS harboured wildlife too. I wanted to jump into their center to grab the mike for 3 volunteers. But they had a briefing just when i wanted to pull the stunt. crap. Oh well. Beats making FASS my enemy too.

Oh yeah, and night dinner was carl's jr. The burger was NOT junior. It was definitely senior with a hugeass carl inside it. Its small, but the free flow coke make the buns expand. Curse you, spongy bun makers. Reason for the hugeass burger meal was that its the mark of 68 adventurous months with my girlfriend. i say adventurous, cos if all 68 months had been peaceful and war-free, there would be no excitement of love in our relationship. Music made from our romance would be like fur-elise put on infinite loop, probably from a scratched record. Our theme music is more of heavy metal with L`arc En Ciel on the vocals, and with a LOT of rappers, and Will Smith leading the gang, and probably with a 200 strong orchestra behind them all. I love my romance.

the weekend was a breather. But friday had drove me into the mood. How could i sit still? so i ended up bringing my girlfriend into the estacy high mood as well. Spread the joy, no?

Monday was kinda hazy. What did i do on monday? ..... crap.

No wonder i forgot. monday was FIC. Basically it was a simple talk in the morning about algo solving by J-kun and CK-kun. From what i see, 50% were knocked out cold by algorithms that seem to exist from Mensa IQ tests, and the other 50% including me was kinda sleeping away.

FIC itself was a drab. For those who know, yeah its boring in there and outside. For those who do not know, its boring inside it and out. Hur hur hur. Spent the waiting time watching ken parry chun li's kicks and repeat plays of sagat TIGRRR TIGRRR TIGRRR. Wow, the excitements of my life. In the end, i got my ass kicked good and proper in puzzle bobble. And i thought it was supposed to be simple!! That was monday. wheee.

Tuesday. what was known as national day eve is now known as "NUS FRESHMEN AND SENIORS PLAGUE THE STREETS OF SINGAPORE RIPPING HARD EARNED MONEY FROM THE PUBLIC" day. If you happen to step in the streets of singapore, you will see a light blue shirt every few meters or so. (friends of the foriegn lands, if you imagine beggars combing the streets in your neighbourhood, its similiar, except we're cleaner). I had promised my freshmen that 2 hours will be money collecting. Ended up i had cheated them of the fun time, and all went to money collecting. Or as i call it, stripping the public of their money. You may have your views, but i have my own. A roadshow probably earns more.

Wednesday was my soul's reprieve. National day, where the nation shoots fireworks for my girlfriend's mum's birthday. I like national day after i got to know my girlfriend, cos i get to eat cake everytime on this day. That day also had pizza and KFC(where they do chicken wrong. Very wrong. Trust me, festive KFC is never done right), kindly sponsored by my lovely darling. If you think i call her that because she treated me, I'll step on one of your balls. (girls, well, i'll deem that you're jealous) One only, cos you MAY be right. But its in the past.
After which is Gaming FEVAAAAA and qiang's place. RBO always rock. and the female merchant is a parrying queen. only weakness is running into danger at every opportunity in hopes of blocking that one lethal hit. what i keep forgetting is, its called "lethal" for a reason.
That explains the 4 hours of non stop RBO. After that was Little brittan. Hilarious comedy, bringing the term "humour" to an extreme. Left qiang's place making the irritating "EH EH EHHHHH" sound as well as saying "i wun dat un!" every now and then. If you know, well, you'll chuckle. If you dun, dun ask me next time you see me. p.s. after this night, the lyrics "The internet is for porn~ So grab your dick and double click~ Porn porn porn~~" got stuck in my mind. Fuck you qiang.

Thursday was basically a continuation of wednesday. basically i didnt sleep. which explains why i look so wasted on thursday. Anyhow, started off the early bits of thursday morning with a mac hotcakes. Its my SOP after not sleeping anyway. Goooooo sugar rush. Drew had his swimming in syrup, so soaked isnt that big a health risk, no? napped here and there during A-san's lecture on UNIX. Hey', that's what lectures are for right? Sleep first, listen out for important points from ur friends later, no? No? holy crap. Anyhow, KC-san also took a hand in entertaining the freshies while preparations were made for "ULLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTIMATEEE FRISBEEEEEE"
sounds like a deathmatch area with a metal disc that can decapacitate a human being, but no. No man can do that with 100% accuracy. Even if there is, i dun wanna know.

Anyhow, i lugged my ass out onto that field, foot rot and all, and into the arena. Suffered a split wound, a 1-9 trashing (Hey, at least we scored) and whiplash from staying up all night. It was fun, but well, try having a lung that can cave in anytime, a leg with a cut and lemon squeezed into it, and hands that cant coordinate with mind that point of impact, and tell me how fun is that.

Friday, grand finale. wheee. I dunno to be happy or sad. Happy that i can at last sleep well. sad that HELL IS COMING AGHHHH. 4 core core core modules. Can you say "hardcore"? Anyway, J-kun made a hugeass snake and ladders, Gotta say it rocks. Cos of the forfeits. And the prizes. and the forfeits. And the fun. And the forfeits. And the forfeits. Did i mention the forfeits are fun? Anyway, my group(Myreans) won a lot of stuff. The irritating thing was once we won, the better prize is fished out. Can you say" WTFOMGBBQZARGH"? I got kinda in the mood and leapt on all the chairs all around. You know, how many chances do you get to stand on the LT chairs and not get scolded? Overall, all had fun.

...except the part that all the counsellours got hauled out to get a lecturing/tongue lashing/scolding/flaming (delete one) from KC-san. Apparently, he wasnt pleased that some of the counsellours were surfing po... something on their laptops(grab your dick and... not too appropriate here.) and so he urged all people to stir up the freshmen. Or at least convince them to look like they're having fun. Maybe that's where the porn came in.

Friday night was a stayover. May as well. Sat was Rag day. I wonder why its called rag, when everything on that day is elaborate and grand? Anyway i had some chattings with my freshies here and there, now and then. We seen if we can help the float, which we don't have much opportunities. Oh well. So went to talk to T-kun about his experiences and fun in his 1 year exchange in the US. Apparently, NUS is a very big name overseas. That should be KEWL, if not for the fact im eating Bs and Cs now, and i had my ass kicked by a D+. Yeah, i'd feel better if not for the grades im getting.

*SCANDAL* What you are about to read is not true, except for the part about the blanket, which was actually a sleeping bag, and that the girl that covered me with the "blanket" is chased after by dozens of guys, and that my life is in peril for posting this, because i find it very worth posting. hohoho.... ARE YOU LOSERS OUT THERE JEALOUS??? WAHAHAHAH~!!!

anyhow, i knocked out after helping move the float (rubbish, its moving on wheels to "float") to the field which i forgot the name. My freshies, MS-chan and ST-chan tried to cover me, but i think they're scared i'll wake up and pounce on them, or that they like me. Whatever. So they dare not cover me with the blanket. sleeping bag. argh.. then YS-chan came over and saw them in that awkward position. meh. So she simply covered me with that blankie. throughout im awake and watching with a slit-eye. Since there's no knives or murderous pantings, i see no need to intevene. Anyway, mind says go, body says no, so i just laid there stoned.

Rag day. Saturday. The day that everyone in the committee is waiting for. The day that i had 2 hours of sleep and barely surviving on a 500ml of coke, one leg with an open wound, the other sprained from having to carry the weight of my no-go body. to top it off, no macdonalds hot cakes soaked in maple syrup. My system could not kick start. And i lost my voice from cheering my ass off. hur hur, throat cheers ass, hur hur hur.

So i had my saturday started off from what people would see as a very good start. limping all over the place, cheering and some jeering(We hate biz fac, but its a secret. shhh...) Hall floats are the star attraction, since faculty floats were made from nothing, and hall floats were made from cash. Rag day itself had colour, and music, as well as 2 MCs that could not do much on their own even with microphones. You can give them 1000AMP speakers and mice can squeak louder than them. Nevertheless, what pissed me off was when the angel/devil performance was over and they exphasized the theme of "past vs present". Well, if they are trying an insult, they pulled it off inelegantly. No prize for guessing how they told a kid with cancer he's going to die.
Overall, a lot of cheering. I basically was disabled from using a tone of voice any higher than Hulk Hogan, and my legs were screaming to be chopped off. Gah. But that's the price of fun. Had a huge lunch, since its a buffet, and im Singaporean. Go figure. Ended the day with swinging YS-chan by the waist and chucking to Kmr-kun. From which i really concluded the senior attach Z-kun has a torch for YS-chan, since he gripped my shoulder nerve forcefully when i lifted YS-chan off her feet. That really hurt, and it already earned him a credit for a crotch blow DX with added boost. But it also showed how gutless he is to express his fondness for YS-chan, since he referred her as his "daughter". Get the fuck out of my face with this "family" shit. Either she's ur friend or she's your girl or she has no part in your life. Fuck off. If you are going to rip my nerves out for your own fondness, get her to accept you first. And since she has no qualms of me lifting her off her feet, stay the fuck out.

Other than that, its been fun. Lugged my ass home, soaked my screaming feet in warm water to calm them down first. then to cancel the outing i had planned for my princess, since mind AND body says no now. That concludes the FOW+Rag saga.

If my freshmen read this blog, comment, but leave ur names. I have a habit of glorifying my blog with those anomymous entries. And for people going to flame me, i thank you first. Your useless, senseless, tactless, classless entries are what helps me sharpen my wit and enighten the world to your useless presence. Try finding your worth in life, like what God had planned for you. Cheers, peace out, and i'll prolly edit here and there for what i missed out.

Bored, so i'll post.

Last night, i got news that i have became the IC of my group. A promotion, if you like it that way. I donno if that be good news or bad news. Cos i hate admin work. Oh well, come what may.

My friend Sharon broke up with her bf. You WOULD feel sad for her, but the dude is in NS and its HIM that ditched him. Man, he got the order wrong. Anyhow i tried a futile attempt to cheer her up, and i used the word futile because she already got over it and is quite cheered up. So Happy + cheering up = STILL happy. If you think that what i wrote is useless, welcome to Club Boredom, fellow Bored Person.

Next semester at NUS is going to be OH so HELLISH. 5 core modules. tentatively i held back my suicide plan and went with 4 and a no-exam module. If you guys out there are thinking "WHEEE NO EXAMS I PWNZORS YOU!!!", no exams mean more hmk. So it works both ways. Wheee. Hence, im going to have fun at the upcoming freshman orientation week. If you know you're going to die, may as well have some fun before you go, really.