June 16th.
Around 5pm.
You. Yes, you. That was very much uncalled for.
You are a confused, angry little boy.
Contemplate that, control yourself.
kayenuffofthat:
About the word 'Relationship'. It needs to be explained to some why to 'be in a relationship' with someone does not necessarily involve romance.
One should look into roots of the word.
Relationship. There is a relation between them. They are related.
"Billy is in a relationship with Mary."
This merely means that Billy and Mary are related in one way or another. Not necessarily romantic, it could be referring to a friendship, partnership, acquaintanceship, comanionship, etc.
And then I search the word on dictionary.com, and it ruins all of that with its fourth definition:
4. a sexual involvement; affair.
Thanks, dic.com
ihateyou
Also on le thème de la romance, I woz thinking one day about the nature of romance in most movies. Most film romances are the Love-At-First-Sight type, instead of that gradual, slow, progression that later buds into... confusion.. then blooms.
Blooms into the realisation "OMG I'VE FALLEN IN LIKE WIT YOO".
und zen i thought... wait. That kind of romance does appear on screens. Usually on dramas/soaps though.
I suppose it's the time constraints that cause this. It's all their fault.
('Playing hearts' has an interesting double meaning. Lawl.)
Interesting how, as a 13/14/15/16 year old, one can imagine romantic (or, for some... erotic?) scenarios with peers of the same age. And it appears perfectly fine. But years after, when one is, oh, say... 20? 30? And beyond? If those same thoughts of the same people at that time period arise in one's head, they would be opined as
really disgusting.
Not that I don't follow this. I just don't understand. (Or bother enough to mentally investigate. Yet.)
June 18th: First time in a loooong time I went outdoors without a bag with me/on my back. Woot!
The event: 5/1 class bbq @ CT's haus
Randomtot.
Just as pleasure made constant and continuous is nullified, so Pain made constant and continuous is nullified.
i.e. Get studying, sirs and madams.
i.e. Get exercising.
Eat less.
Save money.
etc etc.
It may be shit for some, but the shit will pass.
Provided you deal with it long enough.
Random idea dump!
A multinational corporation that provided access to future-viewing?
It would never get infiltrated, as they would be able to look ahead and see you try.
They would always have enough moolah to maintain the company, given their ability to see how stock market goez.
They would have a code: to never take advantage of the future-viewing device/machine/whatever for malicious gains.
Their purpose would be to deflect possible dangers caused by the way the world's people are doing things at the time.
WHAT?
RANDOM JUDO TRAINING TOMORROW?
(actually today, technically, but)
AW MAN.
Last week of study, leh. Lehzx.
Bah, humbug.
-Zan
Monday, June 22, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Get to it, Kid
Hmph. The usual dashwalk aint doing so well lately. No hoppage-jumpage.
Starve a little?
Starve a little. In more ways than one.
Iwantmyjawbackdagnabbit
-Zan
Starve a little?
Starve a little. In more ways than one.
Iwantmyjawbackdagnabbit
-Zan
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Strawberry Windz
WE GOT HOT WATER BACK
HOT WATER.
BACK.
THE HEATER'S BEEN REPLACED JOYSHINEWEEHAPPYJOYNESSANDWONDER
WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEEEEEEWWWWWWWWT.
Finally.
Not that I didn't get used to icy showers, but the feel of WARM WATER on one's ornery self after forgetting such a sensuous wonder of wonders... kicks ass.
Finally.
Gawde.
Unfortunately, the fingers of my right hand have skinscrape wounds right between the knuckles and nails.
A trip to the bathroom sink reminded me that raw skin + water = $%@*&
And so, every trip to the shower involves my right hand avoiding getting wet. So my left hand does all the soapwork, while righty holds the nozzle. As a result, the left side of my body gets less soaped-up, as my left hand can't quite reach my left armpit/armarea/back. So my mind does something it hasn't done in ages; it anthropomorphises the left and right sides of my body. "I have to be dirty because you hurt?!" etc etc.
(I used to do that with... scissorsleavesfurniturepillowswalletslegoblocks etc etc)
(back in them wee years)
(Thought: My right hand remains unwashed though. So fair game.)
IDEADUMP:
Mini social networking website that allocates each day of our 2009 years (or maybe just the past 100) to a list of people born on those days.
Then further breaks upthe hours of each day and allocates the hours to people born within those times. (Maybe even break it up into seconds?)
So... people would be able to find others that were born at the exact same day. Or moment, even. You know, for shits and giggles.
PS: This is one of the first, if not the first, movies I watched in cinema. Finally tracked it down.
Ah, phuket. Nothing moretowrite.
I WANT.
GET TO STUDYING ALREADY. GOSH.
-Zan
HOT WATER.
BACK.
THE HEATER'S BEEN REPLACED JOYSHINEWEEHAPPYJOYNESSANDWONDER
WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEEEEEEWWWWWWWWT.
Finally.
Not that I didn't get used to icy showers, but the feel of WARM WATER on one's ornery self after forgetting such a sensuous wonder of wonders... kicks ass.
Finally.
Gawde.
Unfortunately, the fingers of my right hand have skinscrape wounds right between the knuckles and nails.
A trip to the bathroom sink reminded me that raw skin + water = $%@*&
And so, every trip to the shower involves my right hand avoiding getting wet. So my left hand does all the soapwork, while righty holds the nozzle. As a result, the left side of my body gets less soaped-up, as my left hand can't quite reach my left armpit/armarea/back. So my mind does something it hasn't done in ages; it anthropomorphises the left and right sides of my body. "I have to be dirty because you hurt?!" etc etc.
(I used to do that with... scissorsleavesfurniturepillowswalletslegoblocks etc etc)
(back in them wee years)
(Thought: My right hand remains unwashed though. So fair game.)
IDEADUMP:
Mini social networking website that allocates each day of our 2009 years (or maybe just the past 100) to a list of people born on those days.
Then further breaks upthe hours of each day and allocates the hours to people born within those times. (Maybe even break it up into seconds?)
So... people would be able to find others that were born at the exact same day. Or moment, even. You know, for shits and giggles.
PS: This is one of the first, if not the first, movies I watched in cinema. Finally tracked it down.
Ah, phuket. Nothing moretowrite.
I WANT.
GET TO STUDYING ALREADY. GOSH.
-Zan
Friday, June 05, 2009
Red is Me is Red Me is Red
*flicks overturned beetlebaby off tablet*
Hads outing with jewdokas yesterday at Sentosa.
Had econs lessons at school before, so I arrived a lil later. Got on the tram to Sentosa, took it to Beach Station.
Got out.
Turned left, where any unsuspecting Sentosa-frequenting teenager would have gone. To Palawan, and that other beach. Where there's so much more free space. And clean water. And atmospheric beachpeople noise. And... NOT SILOSO. Which was where everyone turned out to be.
Something I found out after walking half the way back from the other side of the friggin beach.
Answer yer phones, beaches.
Anyway.
Activities that occurred:
1: Burying jc in sand
2: Volleyball
3: Volleyball
4: Soccer with strangers
5: Getting pwnt by the sun
6: Swim
7: Volleyball
8: FOOWED.
9: FOOWED, VIVO EDITION
Activites I participated in:
1. Not to mention the administration of sandboob surgery upon the aforementioned jc.
2. Watching, mostly.
3. With 4-5 people. bdoink
4. lol, no.
5. facearmsbackneck
6. And splashing balls in peoples' faces. And splashing sands in peoples' faces. And splashing random seaweeds ats peoples' faces. And getting sea-osotogaried. And floating.
7. lol
8: CHOMPchickenrice
9: CHOMPbrownricemealfromthatthunderteariceshopinfoodcourtomglongsentence
10: goes homes.
11: Attend judo the next day with painful burning back and face.
12: Get pwned by Matthew who I took the bus with to school (which we were both going to) from bpss instead of taking the circle line.
Whilst already in bus:
"how long does it take?"
"about 40 minutes?"
LOLPWNT
Und that was all.
[/report]
-Zan
Hads outing with jewdokas yesterday at Sentosa.
Had econs lessons at school before, so I arrived a lil later. Got on the tram to Sentosa, took it to Beach Station.
Got out.
Turned left, where any unsuspecting Sentosa-frequenting teenager would have gone. To Palawan, and that other beach. Where there's so much more free space. And clean water. And atmospheric beachpeople noise. And... NOT SILOSO. Which was where everyone turned out to be.
Something I found out after walking half the way back from the other side of the friggin beach.
Answer yer phones, beaches.
Anyway.
Activities that occurred:
1: Burying jc in sand
2: Volleyball
3: Volleyball
4: Soccer with strangers
5: Getting pwnt by the sun
6: Swim
7: Volleyball
8: FOOWED.
9: FOOWED, VIVO EDITION
Activites I participated in:
1. Not to mention the administration of sandboob surgery upon the aforementioned jc.
2. Watching, mostly.
3. With 4-5 people. bdoink
4. lol, no.
5. facearmsbackneck
6. And splashing balls in peoples' faces. And splashing sands in peoples' faces. And splashing random seaweeds ats peoples' faces. And getting sea-osotogaried. And floating.
7. lol
8: CHOMPchickenrice
9: CHOMPbrownricemealfromthatthunderteariceshopinfoodcourtomglongsentence
10: goes homes.
11: Attend judo the next day with painful burning back and face.
12: Get pwned by Matthew who I took the bus with to school (which we were both going to) from bpss instead of taking the circle line.
Whilst already in bus:
"how long does it take?"
"about 40 minutes?"
LOLPWNT
Und that was all.
[/report]
-Zan
Monday, June 01, 2009
Consider Staring at a Light Source For Hours.
coughcoughcomputermonitorcoughahemcough
Anyhway. Want to put this idea here because
well
I just like the name, really. The concept probably isn't all that new. Or original.
A FAST FOOD PLACE FOR STUDYING!
Tables would be large and spacious.
Cheap earplugs would be sold at the counter for those who wish to study in silence.
Or... a 'silent study room' could be organised.
Eating permitted anywhere within le place.
Target consumers would be students, o course.
Food would be snacks only, no mealz0rs. That means everything sold seperately.
EZlink paying, yay
Laptop room, for laptop studyers!
No music/radio being played overhead!
Various isolated studyrooms!
Best of all,
this ridiculously large-and-thus-expensive place would be called...
*casts drumroll*
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STUDEAT! WOOWEWTWOOHOOYEOWOHYeaaahzx0rs
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*wholepurposeofthisposthasbeenachieved*
..
yeah. It'd just be nice to have an indoor studyish environment
that permits eating.
Gahmen, do your thing.
-Zan
Anyhway. Want to put this idea here because
well
I just like the name, really. The concept probably isn't all that new. Or original.
A FAST FOOD PLACE FOR STUDYING!
Tables would be large and spacious.
Cheap earplugs would be sold at the counter for those who wish to study in silence.
Or... a 'silent study room' could be organised.
Eating permitted anywhere within le place.
Target consumers would be students, o course.
Food would be snacks only, no mealz0rs. That means everything sold seperately.
EZlink paying, yay
Laptop room, for laptop studyers!
No music/radio being played overhead!
Various isolated studyrooms!
Best of all,
this ridiculously large-and-thus-expensive place would be called...
*casts drumroll*
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STUDEAT! WOOWEWTWOOHOOYEOWOHYeaaahzx0rs
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*wholepurposeofthisposthasbeenachieved*
..
yeah. It'd just be nice to have an indoor studyish environment
that permits eating.
Gahmen, do your thing.
-Zan
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Consider an Atheist Hillbilly.
Fate and her ally Understandingmp3 join forces to kick me in the face: On the mrt home, as I read the Isaac Asimov book, I chance upon the short story The Fun They had.
Read it and the trauma will be apparent. Probably.
(Remember that I read this on the last day of school before the month-long holidays.)
Then Understandingmp3 gives me We've Gotta Get Out Of This Place by The Animals as I leave Harbourfront mrt into the fresh day's air, into the holidays.
Aahhh.
Here's the zebragraphs I've been pining to create since sec school, comin right up.
But first, some background.
Observe! The road outside Outram Sec. In orange are the entrances to the school's interior, and the red lines represent sidewalks.
After walking across the bridge, I enter the scene in the direction indicated by the pink arrow. One would simply jaywalk in a straight line to the large school entrance, but no. You can't jaywalk. Teachers drive to school in the morning, and it sucks to be caught by their angry cars.
AND SO. Here are the two routes that I'd take if I were to enter le school.
Eh, I usually use the blue route anyway. Less break in my line of direction, and not as much of a slope to climb once I'm inside.
Anyway.
Through months of walked down these paths, I seeked efficiency. How would I be able to get to the other side of the road in the least distance/time, whilst having to walk over that stupid zebra crossing?
And so, I mindxperimented with the following routes.
In transparent red is the 'normal' route. (see: n00wbzx0rZ route)
1: My favourite route. Especially satisfying when ending up ahead of people that were walking at the same speed as you before the zebra crossing. Confuses the councillors too.
2: Meh, a bit more guai. Better than the normal, but not as satisfying or fast as 1.
3: Even guaier-er. Used on days where I feel lazy or the DM is watching.
4: Lulz. Not used so much because it's the riskiest of the four. Only when in a rush.
Now for the bottomright-to-bottomleft crossings...
5: The other favourite. Used almost always, just a skimming of the zebra crossing to show I've acknowledged I'm not supposed to jaywalk (stupid camera-in-front-of-school).
6: Used when lazy. Again, just grazes the crossing. I do my best to file down that red path to a straight line.
7: omg secret path!: just jaywalk bah
Mangoes be a-falling along Marang road. This means food for birds, lizards, thecat, ants, squirrels, unwantedvisitorsthatcollectthebloodyfruit, squirrels and squirrels.
Also, this one day (last last week?) when I was walking home I thought of a neat-arse idea: 3-dimensional billards. In antigravity. Wooten!
It'd be neat to float one's way around the balls in the billiards arena to make each shot. The lack of gravity would enable balls to travel in a straight line, without the balls' weight pulling them away into a curved route and all.
I guess the only problem would be... how to stop the balls from moving on indefinitely? How to have them roll at the same speed and friction that a velvety pool table would provide? I doubt that the air in a space shuttle alone would give enough air resistance to stop the balls moving whole metres away from each other after a collision. What then?
Hm. Air saturated with a certain chemical would work, I guess. A chemical with just the right structure that would have the balls appear to move through it with the same friction as the aforementioned velvety table. Of course, such thick air would be dangerous to inhale. So astro-billiards-ers would have to wear gas masks.
Dang.
It's still a neat thing to fantasize about if it worked...
>:b
Another thing found weeks ago: There is a spot on the back of my head (or is it in?) that goes all warm when I am... unknowingly frustrated? Or sianzed even? Dunno. But I felt it weeks ago, and it felt familiar. Just can't quite put a finger on what caused it the previous few times.
I thought about the times in my past where I've looked upon another person exhibit behaviours that I once had too. The stages in my behavioural development that I've passed, and now look back/look at other people exhibit them and think "Heh, I've been there/passed that stage". Like when a certain JZK talked about joining ___ as a cca because he wanted to focus on intellectual development rather than physical.
As if you had to sacrifice one for the other, or something.
And I realised that I used that excuse in primary school to keep indulging myself in my books, drawings and computering. Instead of standing up off my ass and exercising.
Also, when I saw JZK do tiny, silent, vicious attacks in response to repeated taunting n shit, I realised I did that a couple of times in the past too. If someone wouldn't stop being annoying, I'd make a quick and really painful pinch then go about like I didn't do a thing. Seeing someone do that again made me lol.
lol.
Anyway. This made me think o the things I'm doing now. Which ways I adopt will I look back on and say "lolz, I did that" or "lulz, I'm past that now"?
Do we really grow past these things? Or do our changing environments deprive us of the opportunity to reenact them again?
Bleh.
Also thought of what infinite longevity/youth would do to retirement. Or marriage.
Think. If you could live forever without dying by natural causes, would you ever be able to retire? To sustain the infinite amount of feeding you'd have to provide yourself, you would have to work.. like, forever.
But wait! Retirement may not disappear, but merely change its ways. People may work for about.. 60 years, then 'retire' for another 40 years with those savings, then start working again for another 60 years, then retire again, repeat ad infinitum. Retirement cycles, they'd be called. And we could get different jobs each time.
(Is there a job you could find that would keep you in retirement for the rest of your life?)
(i.e one that would keep providing without further input?)
And... marriage. What would happen to couples if they could live for thousands of years? Would people stick to the same person for that length of time? How many people will use the phrase "together 4ever" when actually faced with the 'forever' they've promised?
I'd imagine that marriages would eventually fade out, polygamy embraced as norm and children finding themselves in family trees that continuously expand not only from the latest branches, but in the earlier branches as well.
But who knows. Couples may indeed last forever.
Heh.
Couples may even decide to end their lives together.
Gawsh. What would happen to the concept of death in a world where nobody can say "we'll all die eventually"? People could go on living forever if they wanted (of course, if they didn't like eat poison or commit suicide or sth)and death, if not by accident, would become a choice. A final "Kay, I think I've had enough" moment.
Would each person have a very special day to mark this event? This event where they decide not to go on? Or would such suicide have numerous efforts to be prevented, as it is now?
Have been revisiting Smash Mouth lately. Iz good stuffz. I wish I had limewire again, gawsh.
Yes, Vic. It was nice when I could pirate without knowing that it was pirating.
Sighz.
Yeah, I'd buy their cd, too. cheesebun
Oh ja. ZAN'S FRIGGIN NAPFA:
pullups 10
situps 45
shuttle run 9.4
sit&reach 145? Idunno, but I got B. And I'm 17 at the moment. (17.66, actually.)
jump 232
2.4: 10.20
Dumb little thing I noticed: Every word that ends with a plosive followed by 'le' can be pronounced the same way if the 'le' is reversed to 'el':
Principle > Principel
Jingle > Jingel
Dangle > Dangel
etc etc.
wewtzen
-Zan
Read it and the trauma will be apparent. Probably.
(Remember that I read this on the last day of school before the month-long holidays.)
Then Understandingmp3 gives me We've Gotta Get Out Of This Place by The Animals as I leave Harbourfront mrt into the fresh day's air, into the holidays.
Aahhh.
Here's the zebragraphs I've been pining to create since sec school, comin right up.
But first, some background.
Observe! The road outside Outram Sec. In orange are the entrances to the school's interior, and the red lines represent sidewalks.
After walking across the bridge, I enter the scene in the direction indicated by the pink arrow. One would simply jaywalk in a straight line to the large school entrance, but no. You can't jaywalk. Teachers drive to school in the morning, and it sucks to be caught by their angry cars.
AND SO. Here are the two routes that I'd take if I were to enter le school.
Eh, I usually use the blue route anyway. Less break in my line of direction, and not as much of a slope to climb once I'm inside.
Anyway.
Through months of walked down these paths, I seeked efficiency. How would I be able to get to the other side of the road in the least distance/time, whilst having to walk over that stupid zebra crossing?
And so, I mindxperimented with the following routes.
In transparent red is the 'normal' route. (see: n00wbzx0rZ route)
1: My favourite route. Especially satisfying when ending up ahead of people that were walking at the same speed as you before the zebra crossing. Confuses the councillors too.
2: Meh, a bit more guai. Better than the normal, but not as satisfying or fast as 1.
3: Even guaier-er. Used on days where I feel lazy or the DM is watching.
4: Lulz. Not used so much because it's the riskiest of the four. Only when in a rush.
Now for the bottomright-to-bottomleft crossings...
5: The other favourite. Used almost always, just a skimming of the zebra crossing to show I've acknowledged I'm not supposed to jaywalk (stupid camera-in-front-of-school).
6: Used when lazy. Again, just grazes the crossing. I do my best to file down that red path to a straight line.
7: omg secret path!: just jaywalk bah
Mangoes be a-falling along Marang road. This means food for birds, lizards, thecat, ants, squirrels, unwantedvisitorsthatcollectthebloodyfruit, squirrels and squirrels.
Also, this one day (last last week?) when I was walking home I thought of a neat-arse idea: 3-dimensional billards. In antigravity. Wooten!
It'd be neat to float one's way around the balls in the billiards arena to make each shot. The lack of gravity would enable balls to travel in a straight line, without the balls' weight pulling them away into a curved route and all.
I guess the only problem would be... how to stop the balls from moving on indefinitely? How to have them roll at the same speed and friction that a velvety pool table would provide? I doubt that the air in a space shuttle alone would give enough air resistance to stop the balls moving whole metres away from each other after a collision. What then?
Hm. Air saturated with a certain chemical would work, I guess. A chemical with just the right structure that would have the balls appear to move through it with the same friction as the aforementioned velvety table. Of course, such thick air would be dangerous to inhale. So astro-billiards-ers would have to wear gas masks.
Dang.
It's still a neat thing to fantasize about if it worked...
>:b
Another thing found weeks ago: There is a spot on the back of my head (or is it in?) that goes all warm when I am... unknowingly frustrated? Or sianzed even? Dunno. But I felt it weeks ago, and it felt familiar. Just can't quite put a finger on what caused it the previous few times.
I thought about the times in my past where I've looked upon another person exhibit behaviours that I once had too. The stages in my behavioural development that I've passed, and now look back/look at other people exhibit them and think "Heh, I've been there/passed that stage". Like when a certain JZK talked about joining ___ as a cca because he wanted to focus on intellectual development rather than physical.
As if you had to sacrifice one for the other, or something.
And I realised that I used that excuse in primary school to keep indulging myself in my books, drawings and computering. Instead of standing up off my ass and exercising.
Also, when I saw JZK do tiny, silent, vicious attacks in response to repeated taunting n shit, I realised I did that a couple of times in the past too. If someone wouldn't stop being annoying, I'd make a quick and really painful pinch then go about like I didn't do a thing. Seeing someone do that again made me lol.
lol.
Anyway. This made me think o the things I'm doing now. Which ways I adopt will I look back on and say "lolz, I did that" or "lulz, I'm past that now"?
Do we really grow past these things? Or do our changing environments deprive us of the opportunity to reenact them again?
Bleh.
Also thought of what infinite longevity/youth would do to retirement. Or marriage.
Think. If you could live forever without dying by natural causes, would you ever be able to retire? To sustain the infinite amount of feeding you'd have to provide yourself, you would have to work.. like, forever.
But wait! Retirement may not disappear, but merely change its ways. People may work for about.. 60 years, then 'retire' for another 40 years with those savings, then start working again for another 60 years, then retire again, repeat ad infinitum. Retirement cycles, they'd be called. And we could get different jobs each time.
(Is there a job you could find that would keep you in retirement for the rest of your life?)
(i.e one that would keep providing without further input?)
And... marriage. What would happen to couples if they could live for thousands of years? Would people stick to the same person for that length of time? How many people will use the phrase "together 4ever" when actually faced with the 'forever' they've promised?
I'd imagine that marriages would eventually fade out, polygamy embraced as norm and children finding themselves in family trees that continuously expand not only from the latest branches, but in the earlier branches as well.
But who knows. Couples may indeed last forever.
Heh.
Couples may even decide to end their lives together.
Gawsh. What would happen to the concept of death in a world where nobody can say "we'll all die eventually"? People could go on living forever if they wanted (of course, if they didn't like eat poison or commit suicide or sth)and death, if not by accident, would become a choice. A final "Kay, I think I've had enough" moment.
Would each person have a very special day to mark this event? This event where they decide not to go on? Or would such suicide have numerous efforts to be prevented, as it is now?
Have been revisiting Smash Mouth lately. Iz good stuffz. I wish I had limewire again, gawsh.
Yes, Vic. It was nice when I could pirate without knowing that it was pirating.
Sighz.
Yeah, I'd buy their cd, too. cheesebun
Oh ja. ZAN'S FRIGGIN NAPFA:
pullups 10
situps 45
shuttle run 9.4
sit&reach 145? Idunno, but I got B. And I'm 17 at the moment. (17.66, actually.)
jump 232
2.4: 10.20
Dumb little thing I noticed: Every word that ends with a plosive followed by 'le' can be pronounced the same way if the 'le' is reversed to 'el':
Principle > Principel
Jingle > Jingel
Dangle > Dangel
etc etc.
wewtzen
-Zan
Monday, May 11, 2009
A Dumping.
Not very bloglike. I'm sorry:
Just putting stuff here so I can go back and think about them later. Things I wanna think about, but not right now. For it is 1.40 am:
-Why it seems more ethical to pick a dollar note that was left there off the ground than to stumble inside a house with the door left open and a dollar note left on the table, then take that note, or see a car with the door left open and a dollar note left on the dashboard, then taking the note.
-The advantages of sticking to honour
-Gosh, there's still that zebra-crossing thing I never posted here. rrgh
(Hopefully, I'll edit this post and make it proper)
-Zan
Just putting stuff here so I can go back and think about them later. Things I wanna think about, but not right now. For it is 1.40 am:
-Why it seems more ethical to pick a dollar note that was left there off the ground than to stumble inside a house with the door left open and a dollar note left on the table, then take that note, or see a car with the door left open and a dollar note left on the dashboard, then taking the note.
-The advantages of sticking to honour
-Gosh, there's still that zebra-crossing thing I never posted here. rrgh
(Hopefully, I'll edit this post and make it proper)
-Zan
Friday, May 08, 2009
Thursday, May 07, 2009
Balan S. Itall
No rules for a day. What'd you do?
Back in primary school (can't remember if it was upper or lower), I remember sometimes fantasizing about my future, older, 16-20-ish self coming back to his past and sharing with me all his awesome tips, tricks, secrets and wisdom that he got from already living through what I was in. Just seeing this person would make me feel happy, knowing that he was doing well and he was me.
My point is: I had an image of what I expected my future self to be. Wanted him to be, rather. He was smart, charming, and all that crapola. The question I thought of earlier on the morning walk to the mrt was... are you that guy? What would your little 7-12 year-old self think of you now? Would he look forward to being you? Would he prefer to change you?
Well, I doubt my future, older, 25-35-ish self would say much if he'd return to meet me, so's not to mess up the time continuum or anything. But I can dream, can't I? I can. I do have an expectation for the futuremenow to bear though, whatever he may turn out to be like.
To my future self:
Be happy, okay?
-Zan
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Sunday, May 03, 2009
Run West, my Son
Runthots:
-It would be nice to see a National Just-Go-Out-And-walk-Around Day happen. For everyone to take a break and explore the space around them. Take a breather. And it would be called... the Big Roam. Or Jalanfest. Or something.
-It would be nice to see more obsessives. Their fixation brings them to places we never thought to look, and they bring back things we never knew we could dooooo.
-It would have been nice to have a watch that didn't bloody stop every few minutes. Then I'd know if I ran an hour. Dangholio.
-It would have been better if I didn't shatter the watch face, ahem.. heh... ha.
Am now playing around with alphabet soup. I'm sorry, S, I couldn't help myself.
Scoop one: BONKO
Scoop two: FOOK
Scoop three: WOIY
Scoop four: VYLIPPN
Scoop five: VED
Et cetera.
Et cetera.
3pm, yo.
-Zan
-Zan
-It would be nice to see a National Just-Go-Out-And-walk-Around Day happen. For everyone to take a break and explore the space around them. Take a breather. And it would be called... the Big Roam. Or Jalanfest. Or something.
-It would be nice to see more obsessives. Their fixation brings them to places we never thought to look, and they bring back things we never knew we could dooooo.
-It would have been nice to have a watch that didn't bloody stop every few minutes. Then I'd know if I ran an hour. Dangholio.
-It would have been better if I didn't shatter the watch face, ahem.. heh... ha.
Am now playing around with alphabet soup. I'm sorry, S, I couldn't help myself.
Scoop one: BONKO
Scoop two: FOOK
Scoop three: WOIY
Scoop four: VYLIPPN
Scoop five: VED
Et cetera.
Et cetera.
3pm, yo.
-Zan
-Zan
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Alokasion
7.29am: An unusual seating arrangement lies before me in the mrt.
[O][][O][][O][][O]
Maybe it's been presented to me before, but I never noticed. Noticing it made me happy, wooten
7.38pm: Just woke up from a 2-hour nappy. Yum.
Today will be the hundredth day that I record what I eat. It is also the last. The original objective (that eventually led to food recording) was for me to consume nothing but water for one week. Since I started my recording, not one of the 99 days recorded has me doing this.
Thus, I am doing it now. I may as well finish off this recording thing the way it was supposed to begin.
I have about 4.25 hours left. Weewoo!
Oei. Where's my Newsweek?!
Here's somethig I've been pining to put here for a while:
One day, a long time ago, Towel paranoia gripped me. With questions like "what if the part of the towel I'm using to wipe my face is what I used to wipe my armpit yesterday?", I was led to section my towel mentally into parts that would serve to dry only a certain region of my wet body.
Here, for the first time, is that allocation shown in picture.
Click to enlarge, duh.
In other news: I went to get my cert today! Saw Mdm Choy at the gen. office too. Weewoo. The radio decided to mind-read and played 'Glory Days' as I walked up York hill once more.
ASS. IGNMENTS. A. HOY.
-Zan
[O][][O][][O][][O]
Maybe it's been presented to me before, but I never noticed. Noticing it made me happy, wooten
7.38pm: Just woke up from a 2-hour nappy. Yum.
Today will be the hundredth day that I record what I eat. It is also the last. The original objective (that eventually led to food recording) was for me to consume nothing but water for one week. Since I started my recording, not one of the 99 days recorded has me doing this.
Thus, I am doing it now. I may as well finish off this recording thing the way it was supposed to begin.
I have about 4.25 hours left. Weewoo!
Oei. Where's my Newsweek?!
Here's somethig I've been pining to put here for a while:
One day, a long time ago, Towel paranoia gripped me. With questions like "what if the part of the towel I'm using to wipe my face is what I used to wipe my armpit yesterday?", I was led to section my towel mentally into parts that would serve to dry only a certain region of my wet body.
Here, for the first time, is that allocation shown in picture.
Click to enlarge, duh.
In other news: I went to get my cert today! Saw Mdm Choy at the gen. office too. Weewoo. The radio decided to mind-read and played 'Glory Days' as I walked up York hill once more.
ASS. IGNMENTS. A. HOY.
-Zan
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Caww.
I almost lost my croc today. When I entered CC's house for what would be the last time that day, then came out, I found only one croc left outside for me.
Que?
Did someone steal it? Why would they? Shiz. I took another slipper and roamed a bit outside. Cats.
Could it be them? Should be. Rrrr.
After more bummed walking, I discussed the matter with Chris. Then we went out further. Aha, there it was. On the grass.
Strange.
There was a wet spot on it. And a wet spot on the one I was already wearing. Hmm... cat. Friggin cat. Definitely.
Chris couldn't believe it was the cat, though. Thought it was too impropable. Bla.
Fraggin cat.
[Bonus!: My back-neck is all tanned. Heh.)
-Zan
Que?
Did someone steal it? Why would they? Shiz. I took another slipper and roamed a bit outside. Cats.
Could it be them? Should be. Rrrr.
After more bummed walking, I discussed the matter with Chris. Then we went out further. Aha, there it was. On the grass.
Strange.
There was a wet spot on it. And a wet spot on the one I was already wearing. Hmm... cat. Friggin cat. Definitely.
Chris couldn't believe it was the cat, though. Thought it was too impropable. Bla.
Fraggin cat.
[Bonus!: My back-neck is all tanned. Heh.)
-Zan
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Tan
Today I saw the Mr Tan!
Also, I felt happy in Mrs Tan's class
Plus, it was so hot and bright during pt that we may have gotten light tans.
-Zan
Also, I felt happy in Mrs Tan's class
Plus, it was so hot and bright during pt that we may have gotten light tans.
-Zan
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Atta atta
I should use this.
Gaw, I slept through my intended mrt destination (Harbourfront) for the second time ever. Also, S and I watched the first part of an educational video about the Human Body in ze library today. Good stuff.
The Veggieland auntie and uncle accepted my request for ricelessness! YES. YES. YES.
-Zan
Gaw, I slept through my intended mrt destination (Harbourfront) for the second time ever. Also, S and I watched the first part of an educational video about the Human Body in ze library today. Good stuff.
The Veggieland auntie and uncle accepted my request for ricelessness! YES. YES. YES.
-Zan
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Fruhbuhkuh. Ruhbruhkuh. Fruhbruhkuh.
Just a note. Splat.
Today I used the new CEPAS for the first time. I used it.. here:
Harbourfront mrt -> Jurong East mrt interchange
(Not forgetting a by-foot change at Outram mrt, by the way.)
w00tzen
PS: Fun with the letter R! The blaxploitation Robocop will be known as either Frobocop or Robrocop. Or a combination of both.
Splut
-Zan
Today I used the new CEPAS for the first time. I used it.. here:
Harbourfront mrt -> Jurong East mrt interchange
(Not forgetting a by-foot change at Outram mrt, by the way.)
w00tzen
PS: Fun with the letter R! The blaxploitation Robocop will be known as either Frobocop or Robrocop. Or a combination of both.
Splut
-Zan
Saturday, April 04, 2009
OferOtrum
Went to Outram with cf to get my cert today. Apparently the office was closed.
WTFBBQRAERROOOARHOWDAREDEY
But it was an okay day at Outram. I guess. They held Climax (the rockclimbing event) in the sports hall, though the turnout wun so great. Was it even advertised? Has the event ever been advertised?
I guess it'd be better tomorrow anyway, for the A Div. climbing. Booyah.
Ate at friggin MAC. What the
The walk up to Outram was nice, though. Was smiling almost all the way. That familiar trek up to the bridge to Outram. S-suh-suh-siigh.
I had to jaywalk of course. Saw Naim too! And Chingyan.
Here's some beesites for all you bored internetters out there:
B
E
E
Randomfact news!: I apparently have a long neck, comments a friend. Or should I say commented. On Thursday. Wee.
Bah, that's it.
WTFBBQRAERROOOARHOWDAREDEY
But it was an okay day at Outram. I guess. They held Climax (the rockclimbing event) in the sports hall, though the turnout wun so great. Was it even advertised? Has the event ever been advertised?
I guess it'd be better tomorrow anyway, for the A Div. climbing. Booyah.
Ate at friggin MAC. What the
The walk up to Outram was nice, though. Was smiling almost all the way. That familiar trek up to the bridge to Outram. S-suh-suh-siigh.
I had to jaywalk of course. Saw Naim too! And Chingyan.
Here's some beesites for all you bored internetters out there:
B
E
E
Randomfact news!: I apparently have a long neck, comments a friend. Or should I say commented. On Thursday. Wee.
Bah, that's it.
Friday, April 03, 2009
Fret not
Urg. It slapped me across the face on Thursday night, like a slap across the face: I have less than a year left before I turn eighteen. Meaning I can no longer call myself seventeen.
I didn't know how much I liked being seventeen. Hot dayum, it's been a good 6.something months so far. Matter of fact, 17's kind of in the middle... 16 being a bit young and 18 being too close to the adult age. Kind of.
Like it's to my teenhood what sec 3 to my secschoolhood.
Seize Ed. Sighz.
-Zan
I didn't know how much I liked being seventeen. Hot dayum, it's been a good 6.something months so far. Matter of fact, 17's kind of in the middle... 16 being a bit young and 18 being too close to the adult age. Kind of.
Like it's to my teenhood what sec 3 to my secschoolhood.
Seize Ed. Sighz.
-Zan
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wootentarg
At long last! It's happening! Yes yes yeeessss
Anywah. I intend to spend the Earth Hour jogging around, maybe walking, to appreciate the dark night sky... uninterrupted by surrounding light sources. Ahh.
-Zan
Anywah. I intend to spend the Earth Hour jogging around, maybe walking, to appreciate the dark night sky... uninterrupted by surrounding light sources. Ahh.
-Zan
Thursday, March 26, 2009
The world has waited.
And now, it is here.
"He didn't need to hang his clothes to dry"
"stay fresh for weeks at a time"
"significant savings"
"A commercial line also is in the offing"
-Zan
"He didn't need to hang his clothes to dry"
"stay fresh for weeks at a time"
"significant savings"
"A commercial line also is in the offing"
-Zan
Zwitterionz
Think I scared him?
April issue? Buh?
Pre-judo judo gi:
Post-judo judo gi:
Being in JC means finally knowing which school those tie-bearing students come from in the mrt.
Being in JC means loving secondary school.
Means exercise too!
It means suddenly seeing more jc uniforms in the morning mrt.
It means knowing more Chinese people. The country, not the race.
It means knowing what a Vietnamese accent is.
It means wanting NS
It means showering in school a lot more
means my palms have bruises. o_O
Palm, actually.
it means things to do.
It means realising why my seniors used to say studying for Os was 'nothing'...
It means Mm, heh, ha, k
It means another msn folder for contacts
It means my wallet goes in my side pockets now, not back
and many more.
But I don't know what the More are yet.
I feel like I forgot something. That I was supposed to put here.
Bah
[11.02pm: Oh ja, I remember. A day or two ago I found myself feeling sooooo very very grateful for the fact that my right finger no longer had that fraggin bump/callous/corn/wart/whatever on it. And that there weren't weird little bumps on the tips of the thumbs anymore, or tiny dots embedded in the slightly-lower-than-top surface of my finger/s. Gosh. I was blissing back there, just looking at my fingers. My good ol fingers. <3]
-Zan
April issue? Buh?
Pre-judo judo gi:
Post-judo judo gi:
Being in JC means finally knowing which school those tie-bearing students come from in the mrt.
Being in JC means loving secondary school.
Means exercise too!
It means suddenly seeing more jc uniforms in the morning mrt.
It means knowing more Chinese people. The country, not the race.
It means knowing what a Vietnamese accent is.
It means wanting NS
It means showering in school a lot more
means my palms have bruises. o_O
Palm, actually.
it means things to do.
It means realising why my seniors used to say studying for Os was 'nothing'...
It means Mm, heh, ha, k
It means another msn folder for contacts
It means my wallet goes in my side pockets now, not back
and many more.
But I don't know what the More are yet.
I feel like I forgot something. That I was supposed to put here.
Bah
[11.02pm: Oh ja, I remember. A day or two ago I found myself feeling sooooo very very grateful for the fact that my right finger no longer had that fraggin bump/callous/corn/wart/whatever on it. And that there weren't weird little bumps on the tips of the thumbs anymore, or tiny dots embedded in the slightly-lower-than-top surface of my finger/s. Gosh. I was blissing back there, just looking at my fingers. My good ol fingers. <3]
-Zan
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Broken/Open Chain
It's been a good 4.22 consecutive years of service, Power.
I'll see you around.
[9.54pm: This is sweet. And I remember this song.]
-Zan
I'll see you around.
[9.54pm: This is sweet. And I remember this song.]
-Zan
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Teh Peng
Hee.
An awesome power to have would be Energy Allocation. You'd be able to transport energy from one place to another, and from one form to another. Think!
When I pee on a cold day, I can displace the heat energy from the pee molecules to molecules in my body, so that I am warm instead of the toilet water!
Or
Heat in the air around our polar ice caps can be allocated into one compact place to be converted into electrical energy! Eddy currents would be a source of alternative energy, as would global warming.
Or
You could take the heat from the air on a hot day and focus it on the ground a few feet in front of you! The air there would rise and convection currents would give you a nice cool gust o' wind! (Provided the volume of air that had itself heated is large enough, I suppose)
Or
You could freeze mosquitoes and warm your coffee at the same time!
Or
use your body heat as a flashlight!
Or
Some other stuff!
free exclamation marks, anyone?
bla bla bla
-Zan
An awesome power to have would be Energy Allocation. You'd be able to transport energy from one place to another, and from one form to another. Think!
When I pee on a cold day, I can displace the heat energy from the pee molecules to molecules in my body, so that I am warm instead of the toilet water!
Or
Heat in the air around our polar ice caps can be allocated into one compact place to be converted into electrical energy! Eddy currents would be a source of alternative energy, as would global warming.
Or
You could take the heat from the air on a hot day and focus it on the ground a few feet in front of you! The air there would rise and convection currents would give you a nice cool gust o' wind! (Provided the volume of air that had itself heated is large enough, I suppose)
Or
You could freeze mosquitoes and warm your coffee at the same time!
Or
use your body heat as a flashlight!
Or
Some other stuff!
free exclamation marks, anyone?
bla bla bla
-Zan
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Volcano at Ten Percent. Or Less?
Yess. ! .
Vic late-ed me. Tsk, Vic!
Yesterday I saw a snail on the way back home, unhidden.
When was the last time I saw that? Wah. It's been a long while.
Yesterday Ahmad was humming I'm Yours (which he did the last SOAR session anyway..), and that evening there was a guy beside me at harbourfront station whistling I'm Yours real loudly, and when I switched the radio to 98.00 today, I'm Yours just started. Buh?
At 1405 today, on the train going from Harbourfront to Chinatown, there were 11 people in front of me wearing jeans. All of them. Inclusive of Vic (who was actually beside me..) and the jeanskirted girl. Buh.
Ah, and I saw Syaz at the Bugis library today. She looked sick
I simulated investigative Digging in my head today on the way back from le Tanglin. Should do it more. Or not. A bit pointless.
[6.27pm: Power 98 has played 2 of the songs from my mp3 in consecutive order. What are the chances?!?!?@? Probably not as low as I think.]
There is no answer if there is always a question.
The real question is What Is Your Question, Sir, Ma'am.
Sum to infinity must exist one.
hMmm... Circles.
-Zan
Vic late-ed me. Tsk, Vic!
Yesterday I saw a snail on the way back home, unhidden.
When was the last time I saw that? Wah. It's been a long while.
Yesterday Ahmad was humming I'm Yours (which he did the last SOAR session anyway..), and that evening there was a guy beside me at harbourfront station whistling I'm Yours real loudly, and when I switched the radio to 98.00 today, I'm Yours just started. Buh?
At 1405 today, on the train going from Harbourfront to Chinatown, there were 11 people in front of me wearing jeans. All of them. Inclusive of Vic (who was actually beside me..) and the jeanskirted girl. Buh.
Ah, and I saw Syaz at the Bugis library today. She looked sick
I simulated investigative Digging in my head today on the way back from le Tanglin. Should do it more. Or not. A bit pointless.
[6.27pm: Power 98 has played 2 of the songs from my mp3 in consecutive order. What are the chances?!?!?@? Probably not as low as I think.]
There is no answer if there is always a question.
The real question is What Is Your Question, Sir, Ma'am.
Sum to infinity must exist one.
hMmm... Circles.
-Zan
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Aooooo
Full moon.
Bndng
Wolf howls to skies but the moon is leaving; the sun riseshowls no usethe one he howls for is gonenext day moon is clearwolf is no more
-sfdjhsd
-Zan
Bndng
Wolf howls to skies but the moon is leaving; the sun riseshowls no usethe one he howls for is gonenext day moon is clearwolf is no more
-sfdjhsd
-Zan
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Bilbo....! BILLLBOOOO...!!!
Bagginz.
Holy bruised biceps, batman! Mrs Boo sure wants that MRP early!
Wasn't I sick a week ago?
I guess I've moved horizontally from Sick to Tired. Tis been a physical week. TGIF TMR
wei, borrow maus 4 nth issit
[edit from 8.44pm: got Austria project somemore la]
[service learning week oso la]
AAAAAARRRGBJHBSGHDGMRPMRPMRPMRP
zai zaizai
zai-zai-zai
zaizaiz
-Zan
Holy bruised biceps, batman! Mrs Boo sure wants that MRP early!
Wasn't I sick a week ago?
I guess I've moved horizontally from Sick to Tired. Tis been a physical week. TGIF TMR
wei, borrow maus 4 nth issit
[edit from 8.44pm: got Austria project somemore la]
[service learning week oso la]
AAAAAARRRGBJHBSGHDGMRPMRPMRPMRP
zai zaizai
zai-zai-zai
zaizaiz
-Zan
Monday, March 02, 2009
STEP ON THE GRASS
I've not checked, but I think (6) is complete! Wootz.
ty500
Anyways.
-5.41pm: Which would you rather do?
A) Throw away $500.
B) Stay comatose and unconscious (and unsubconscious) for a month.
??
-Zan
ty500
Anyways.
-5.41pm: Which would you rather do?
A) Throw away $500.
B) Stay comatose and unconscious (and unsubconscious) for a month.
??
-Zan
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Storage. I'm sorry.
Woo!
Wee!
Waa!
Wuu!
Wii!
Wai!
Woa!
kdone
Why do I like the song The Universal by Blur so much? Anywah, sickness-induced nostalgic blissy morning feelings have decided to stay with me for this morning. Awesome, it's not lost. I feel nice and morningy. And I like how I smell. Mmmm.
And Planetary the second
is
finished.
Gar. I should've gotten the third one on Friday.
1206pm: Marang road, you can do your best to hide your old smells. You can try. But I'll never forget.
12.14pm: Hey, whatever happened to DT?
12.30pm: holles krups, it's almost March.
1.07pm: anutha link.
2.44pm: Calvin & Hobbes. Ahh.
4.13pm: can j00 hear the rain?!??!?!!
5.21pm: Gah, I'll just publish this post now. Several scary lightning *tick*s on my monitor earlier, by the way. Not so frequent now, though. Hm. I wish I got really interested in world news when I was younger. Current events, all that. Politics. Yes, the things that would help me do GP. Tsk. Time to dive into news for the next 2 years. And beyond.
-Zan
Wee!
Waa!
Wuu!
Wii!
Wai!
Woa!
kdone
Why do I like the song The Universal by Blur so much? Anywah, sickness-induced nostalgic blissy morning feelings have decided to stay with me for this morning. Awesome, it's not lost. I feel nice and morningy. And I like how I smell. Mmmm.
And Planetary the second
is
finished.
Gar. I should've gotten the third one on Friday.
1206pm: Marang road, you can do your best to hide your old smells. You can try. But I'll never forget.
12.14pm: Hey, whatever happened to DT?
12.30pm: holles krups, it's almost March.
1.07pm: anutha link.
2.44pm: Calvin & Hobbes. Ahh.
4.13pm: can j00 hear the rain?!??!?!!
5.21pm: Gah, I'll just publish this post now. Several scary lightning *tick*s on my monitor earlier, by the way. Not so frequent now, though. Hm. I wish I got really interested in world news when I was younger. Current events, all that. Politics. Yes, the things that would help me do GP. Tsk. Time to dive into news for the next 2 years. And beyond.
-Zan
Saturday, February 28, 2009
L'air smelled fantastico...
on the mrt.
Outside the mrt in the wetness of the road.
Of the trees.
And it still does.
wootzx0rs
STOP HEALING. You think the wet walk on the way back home will keep me sick? Just maybe? wootz0rs
Can't wait to read book 2 of Planetary. wootzx0rs
Here's a scribbled thought this afternoon. I liveblogged!
7.10pm: People with high standards. Would it be mildly accurate to say that they are sacrificing l e n g t h for depth? By putting standards on what they consume visually, mentally and literally ( and more), they enjoy fewer things as much as they would if they had lower standards, BUT what they do enjoy/appreciate, they appreciate more. 'Tis like an image photoshopped to have the colour contrasted. There are fewer colours after all, but the colours that remain are richer. Deeper. Perhaps a sort of balance exists between how many things you enjoy and how much you enjoy the things.
And now, examples!
Take this picture of Mr Oldman.
So many colours can be found in the picture! Below the image are just a few of the colours that make up the image. So many, but so bland. However, it is the many bland colours that 'mesh' together to form the beautiful image above.
Now, let us contrast the picture's colours. I will not tolerate mixing between my colours. There are certain things I want my colours to be, and the abberations don't allow them to fit in.
Only three different colours! Three! So few, and the colours mesh not. They know what they are, and where they stand. They aint walking around anyplace to 'mix'. But lonely and few as they may be, they are deep. Vibrant. Hundreds of times richer than any of the previous greyed colours. The colours infuse themselves into your eyes, your mind. They are hard to forget. Still, the picture is no longer as beautiful as it once was. The features within the picture are hard to find, difficult to see. In their efforts to shine bright alone, the vivid colours make us forget of, or reject even, their many other cousins.
Now, for the other extreme. No contrast. All colours should be free to diversify and mix. Anything goes. Any and every colour is free to welcome itself into my picture.
All colours have congregated here. The image has taken anything it can, doesn't care if the colours are or aren't vivid and vibrant. But what's this? So many colours have entered the image, and we see them all as equal! Equally bland, equal in value. I don't need to love them, I'll just take as many as I can. Only one colour appears present in the image. Or is it all colours? In the attempt to mix all colours together, the mixer has made our image's subject incomprehensible. What is it? The image no longer has identity, no longer has meaning. Worse still than the picture of high contrast, the image within is no longer hard to find, but there is no longer an image. Sacrificing vividity for diversity, the picture is bland, is dull, is boring. The many other cousins have welcomed in too many relatives, and in doing so have forgotten themselves.
Thassall. I must go toilet now.
-Zan
Outside the mrt in the wetness of the road.
Of the trees.
And it still does.
wootzx0rs
STOP HEALING. You think the wet walk on the way back home will keep me sick? Just maybe? wootz0rs
Can't wait to read book 2 of Planetary. wootzx0rs
Here's a scribbled thought this afternoon. I liveblogged!
7.10pm: People with high standards. Would it be mildly accurate to say that they are sacrificing l e n g t h for depth? By putting standards on what they consume visually, mentally and literally ( and more), they enjoy fewer things as much as they would if they had lower standards, BUT what they do enjoy/appreciate, they appreciate more. 'Tis like an image photoshopped to have the colour contrasted. There are fewer colours after all, but the colours that remain are richer. Deeper. Perhaps a sort of balance exists between how many things you enjoy and how much you enjoy the things.
And now, examples!
Take this picture of Mr Oldman.
So many colours can be found in the picture! Below the image are just a few of the colours that make up the image. So many, but so bland. However, it is the many bland colours that 'mesh' together to form the beautiful image above.
Now, let us contrast the picture's colours. I will not tolerate mixing between my colours. There are certain things I want my colours to be, and the abberations don't allow them to fit in.
Only three different colours! Three! So few, and the colours mesh not. They know what they are, and where they stand. They aint walking around anyplace to 'mix'. But lonely and few as they may be, they are deep. Vibrant. Hundreds of times richer than any of the previous greyed colours. The colours infuse themselves into your eyes, your mind. They are hard to forget. Still, the picture is no longer as beautiful as it once was. The features within the picture are hard to find, difficult to see. In their efforts to shine bright alone, the vivid colours make us forget of, or reject even, their many other cousins.Now, for the other extreme. No contrast. All colours should be free to diversify and mix. Anything goes. Any and every colour is free to welcome itself into my picture.
All colours have congregated here. The image has taken anything it can, doesn't care if the colours are or aren't vivid and vibrant. But what's this? So many colours have entered the image, and we see them all as equal! Equally bland, equal in value. I don't need to love them, I'll just take as many as I can. Only one colour appears present in the image. Or is it all colours? In the attempt to mix all colours together, the mixer has made our image's subject incomprehensible. What is it? The image no longer has identity, no longer has meaning. Worse still than the picture of high contrast, the image within is no longer hard to find, but there is no longer an image. Sacrificing vividity for diversity, the picture is bland, is dull, is boring. The many other cousins have welcomed in too many relatives, and in doing so have forgotten themselves.Thassall. I must go toilet now.
-Zan
Friday, February 27, 2009
FIVE HUNDRED!!!!!!W903489REIJ
WIGFHAYYY
ILNYILMBWHFIVEHUNDRED!!!!!YHA!!!
yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss500ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
This'd be on paper if my pencil wasn't empty.
Was that three pregnant mothers I saw today? Four?
Joo Koon? Whappened to Boon Lay?
Phone is bipping red
rrar
-Zan
ILNYILMBWHFIVEHUNDRED!!!!!YHA!!!
yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss500ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
This'd be on paper if my pencil wasn't empty.
Was that three pregnant mothers I saw today? Four?
Joo Koon? Whappened to Boon Lay?
Phone is bipping red
rrar
-Zan
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Zmmmm...
Thought.
Conceived during my walk from school to Serangoon MRT.
Suits that enable the wearer to feel absolutely no pain (not no feeling - no pain.) would be a boon to the technical training of martial arts. One could practice endlessly on an actual person - not a bag of sand - without holding back in any way. Or worry as much about making mistakes.
Got to jot these things down, you know.
Note: Smokers help my circulatory system's efficiency. When I hold my breath and walk quicker, my body is forced to make do with relatively less oxygen.
Bought sexay new NYJC FBT shorts today! WOOOO
I hate them. I hate the shortness.
Will probably just use em for running.
NOT JUDO
To do:
Look up prices of things in the 'production cost' list for The Project.
Tell Mrs Boo that parents won't be coming.
Inquire about the math China trip.
Inquire about math interest group
Inquire about the IT courses. Date? Collides Project Management course?
Find deadline for MRP
Read up on oil
-Zan
Conceived during my walk from school to Serangoon MRT.
Suits that enable the wearer to feel absolutely no pain (not no feeling - no pain.) would be a boon to the technical training of martial arts. One could practice endlessly on an actual person - not a bag of sand - without holding back in any way. Or worry as much about making mistakes.
Got to jot these things down, you know.
Note: Smokers help my circulatory system's efficiency. When I hold my breath and walk quicker, my body is forced to make do with relatively less oxygen.
Bought sexay new NYJC FBT shorts today! WOOOO
I hate them. I hate the shortness.
Will probably just use em for running.
NOT JUDO
To do:
Look up prices of things in the 'production cost' list for The Project.
Tell Mrs Boo that parents won't be coming.
Inquire about the math China trip.
Inquire about math interest group
Inquire about the IT courses. Date? Collides Project Management course?
Find deadline for MRP
Read up on oil
-Zan
Friday, February 20, 2009
Mass Oakism? No la.
'Tis the end of Week A. I've had...
my sides ache from yesterday's PE run,
my core aches from Monday's PE and Tuesday's Judo,
legs and butt ache from PE and Judo,
a nice purple-yellow ring-shaped bruise on my left bicep,
a bruise somewhere on the surface of my right pelvis area
and a bruise below my left kneecap.
This afternoon I woke up to find the mrt had passed Harbourfront station, and was heading back towards Punggol. (Luckily I only found out at Chinatown)
This is week A.
I think I like it here.
Again.
-Zan
my sides ache from yesterday's PE run,
my core aches from Monday's PE and Tuesday's Judo,
legs and butt ache from PE and Judo,
a nice purple-yellow ring-shaped bruise on my left bicep,
a bruise somewhere on the surface of my right pelvis area
and a bruise below my left kneecap.
This afternoon I woke up to find the mrt had passed Harbourfront station, and was heading back towards Punggol. (Luckily I only found out at Chinatown)
This is week A.
I think I like it here.
Again.
-Zan
Monday, February 16, 2009
Uno Month
I failed my fasting resolution. The first one.
but it wasn't all bad; because of it, I started tracking down my daily eats.
Recently, I realised a month had gone by since I started this tracking.
Hurwego:
JAN 15
Consumption: Chrysenthamum tea from outram stall 1. Water.
Hunger pang one: 4.23pm
Consumption: 6.26pm, 3.5 mushroom heads
Consumption: 7.83pm, 2.5 mushroom heads
Consumption: 9.42pm, mummy's dinner. Rice, Beef minced, mushrooms, light green veggies.
JAN 16
Hunger pang: 2.12pm
Consumption: 4pm. Friggin Carl's junior potabello mushroom burger. MEAL.
JAN 17
pork strip, grapes, cashew nuts, cherry chocolate kisses
bite of veggiecrisp
dinner: salmon, veggies
canned oysters
one raw mushroom stalk
JAN 18
Hunger pang: 4.23pm
Veggiebowl
JAN 19
Chicken rice +charsiew
Choc cereal+bananamilk
omelette
sugardonuts (2)
rice+darkveggies+seafood
2 grapes
JAN 20
Hokkien Mee
Rice, Veg, Pork
Alpen
miniorange
friggin pizza
JAN 21
.. nothing so far. It's 2.55pm.
3.02pm: sip of grapefruit juice. Probably more to come.
4 papaya slices
Fried rice, featuring canned pork! aaaaand dark veggies! *clapclapclap*
One grape
JAN 22
2 spoons of tuna
Starbucks spinach/mushroom quiche.
Carl's junior. Again. Shroom burger, fries, onion rings, gravied-up fries.
JAN 23
Beehoon, creamcheese puff, 2 fishcakes, little rice+green.. kweh.. thing, fruit tarts. At Ooooutraaammmm. Exclamationmark
Rice, Veggies, Fish
lime biskut
Steamboat. Pineapple tarts, agar agar and almondjelly dessert
JAN 24
Apple, two minimandarin oranges
Chicken rice
Lays sour cream and onion chips, bbq Roller Coasters
salmon, broccoli, carrots, onions, lemon, tomato
JAN 25
banana, grapes, nasi lemak
Salmon fried rice, kang kong
JAN 26
Buffet at The Concorde
Steamboat at Mama's.
JAN 27
Tidbits and stuff at Angela's. Stuff: Mutton curry, Veggies, prawn+egg sambal, pork, biiit of squid
A few tarts. 4?
JAN 28
McChicken burger. One. Not meal.
Pasta, with sauce of beef, broccoli, mushroom, tomato sauce
3 pineapple tarts
JAN 29
Hokkien Mee
Rice, seafood, veggies
One spoon of beans
the rest of the pineapple tarts.15?
6 sushi rolls
4 loveletters
4 beef slices
JAN 30
3 loveletters
Carton of chrysenthamum tea
JAN 31
Mug of 90% conc. Grapefruit juice
Two sections of orange
Half a carrot
hokkien mee, dangit. Maa!
veggiebowl
bowla beans
5 tarts
Dinner at Wongs-steamboat
FEB 1
A slice of bakkwa
Bottle of 70% full carrot/orange fruit juice
FEB 2
Banana
Tomato soup
Salad
Bowl of Alpen
Minced-basil-beef, rice, veggies
FEB 3
Banana
Chicken Rice
Mee rubus
fruit juice
friedrice, tofu, meat..roll..things (DELISH)
4 tarts
2 SCC fries
FEB 4
Chicken Rice
5 tarts
fish soup (rice)
Purple Yakult
Reese miniature
FEB 5
Three pastries. One choc, one.. blueberry? and one... butter. Butter? Dunno la. It was sweet..
Rice n stuff.
Minimandarin orange. Slice o' pineapple.
NUTS.
Quite a few tarts..
A fish cracker.
Half a ministrip of beef.
FEB 6
MORE NUTS. (I should add that there are also dried fruits in the bag. But just raisins and these raspberry-esque things. Chrysenthamum?
Fish & Chips from NYJC
Half of this tapioca thing mummy had.
2 meat-roll-things from Henderson
Fish & Chips from Henderson. Fish and coleslaw, actually.
FEB 7
Baaad food. [Health-wise, I meant. It tasted great.] Catered. Crabclawminis, currypuffsquares, oilyrolls, bit o rice, breaded salmon, chicken satay
NUTS
Peach tarts (2? 3?) and a really bad sweet puff thing. eurgh.
7tarts
beef cubes and chicken tenders and lettuce
chicken wings, mashed potatoes
apple strudel.Oh gosh
FEB 8
Chicken burger at Burger King
several filling-filled fish-shaped puffs. Sweet fillings.
Mos burger teriyaki burger and fries. Peach tea.
Nuts.
Salmonz
cucumber half
FEB 9
Hokkien Mee
5 Papaya slices
a mediumish amount of pomelo
Diluted Hanepoot juice
Fish,Rice,Broccoli/carrot slices
6 tarts
Little pink cup of milk
Macademia chocolate ball
85% cocoa wafers. 3?
bite of beans
Apple strudel
FEB 10
Great Grains Cereal (milked)
1 twistie
Two slices of pizza, some chips, 3 gummy-ish sugarcoated heart-shaped sweets
Rice, broccoli, bean(pod)s, slicedcarrots, slicedbreadedchicken, mushrooms
Hanepoot joos
beans
10 tarts
FEB 11
4 sandwiches of wheat bread. 2 egg, 2 tuna
2 cups of soya bean drink
1 plate of chicken rice
4 friedfishcrackers
Rice, Veggies, Beef
FEB 12
Rice, egg, mincedpork, tofu. veg. JAPANESESTALL
Apple drink
Nasi lemak w/ chicken bits
3 yummi-brand donut-shaped gummy candies (green) (sugar coated)
grapefruit juice
water
Pastacurlies and sauce. beefballs and shrooms?
FEB 13
Miniwhitebread tuna and egg sandwiches. Catered.
Mini currypuff
Alpen+great grains cereal.
Fish & chips, Henderson (coleslaw la, no chips)
1 meatroll thing, henderson
1 green jujube
FEB 14
Mushroom meat mee. 89% mee, 10% meat, 1% mushroom
Noodles and soup. With shrooms!
Bites of claire's thicker, yellow noodles when she wasn't there. She left it there for about an hour! More, even!
Hokkien Mee, Bites of char kui tiao (sp?), 2 bbqed chicken wings. From Pasir Panjang
FEB 15
Porkchop rice, tofu
5 belgian chocolate eggs
bites of ham sandwich
bites of apple-custard bun
about 8 nuggets or so. 11?
strawberry milkshake
bites of mos cheeseburger
bites of salmontail, bites of sausage
Hurrah.
Will make use of the info one day. Some day.
-Zan
but it wasn't all bad; because of it, I started tracking down my daily eats.
Recently, I realised a month had gone by since I started this tracking.
Hurwego:
JAN 15
Consumption: Chrysenthamum tea from outram stall 1. Water.
Hunger pang one: 4.23pm
Consumption: 6.26pm, 3.5 mushroom heads
Consumption: 7.83pm, 2.5 mushroom heads
Consumption: 9.42pm, mummy's dinner. Rice, Beef minced, mushrooms, light green veggies.
JAN 16
Hunger pang: 2.12pm
Consumption: 4pm. Friggin Carl's junior potabello mushroom burger. MEAL.
JAN 17
pork strip, grapes, cashew nuts, cherry chocolate kisses
bite of veggiecrisp
dinner: salmon, veggies
canned oysters
one raw mushroom stalk
JAN 18
Hunger pang: 4.23pm
Veggiebowl
JAN 19
Chicken rice +charsiew
Choc cereal+bananamilk
omelette
sugardonuts (2)
rice+darkveggies+seafood
2 grapes
JAN 20
Hokkien Mee
Rice, Veg, Pork
Alpen
miniorange
friggin pizza
JAN 21
.. nothing so far. It's 2.55pm.
3.02pm: sip of grapefruit juice. Probably more to come.
4 papaya slices
Fried rice, featuring canned pork! aaaaand dark veggies! *clapclapclap*
One grape
JAN 22
2 spoons of tuna
Starbucks spinach/mushroom quiche.
Carl's junior. Again. Shroom burger, fries, onion rings, gravied-up fries.
JAN 23
Beehoon, creamcheese puff, 2 fishcakes, little rice+green.. kweh.. thing, fruit tarts. At Ooooutraaammmm. Exclamationmark
Rice, Veggies, Fish
lime biskut
Steamboat. Pineapple tarts, agar agar and almondjelly dessert
JAN 24
Apple, two minimandarin oranges
Chicken rice
Lays sour cream and onion chips, bbq Roller Coasters
salmon, broccoli, carrots, onions, lemon, tomato
JAN 25
banana, grapes, nasi lemak
Salmon fried rice, kang kong
JAN 26
Buffet at The Concorde
Steamboat at Mama's.
JAN 27
Tidbits and stuff at Angela's. Stuff: Mutton curry, Veggies, prawn+egg sambal, pork, biiit of squid
A few tarts. 4?
JAN 28
McChicken burger. One. Not meal.
Pasta, with sauce of beef, broccoli, mushroom, tomato sauce
3 pineapple tarts
JAN 29
Hokkien Mee
Rice, seafood, veggies
One spoon of beans
the rest of the pineapple tarts.15?
6 sushi rolls
4 loveletters
4 beef slices
JAN 30
3 loveletters
Carton of chrysenthamum tea
JAN 31
Mug of 90% conc. Grapefruit juice
Two sections of orange
Half a carrot
hokkien mee, dangit. Maa!
veggiebowl
bowla beans
5 tarts
Dinner at Wongs-steamboat
FEB 1
A slice of bakkwa
Bottle of 70% full carrot/orange fruit juice
FEB 2
Banana
Tomato soup
Salad
Bowl of Alpen
Minced-basil-beef, rice, veggies
FEB 3
Banana
Chicken Rice
Mee rubus
fruit juice
friedrice, tofu, meat..roll..things (DELISH)
4 tarts
2 SCC fries
FEB 4
Chicken Rice
5 tarts
fish soup (rice)
Purple Yakult
Reese miniature
FEB 5
Three pastries. One choc, one.. blueberry? and one... butter. Butter? Dunno la. It was sweet..
Rice n stuff.
Minimandarin orange. Slice o' pineapple.
NUTS.
Quite a few tarts..
A fish cracker.
Half a ministrip of beef.
FEB 6
MORE NUTS. (I should add that there are also dried fruits in the bag. But just raisins and these raspberry-esque things. Chrysenthamum?
Fish & Chips from NYJC
Half of this tapioca thing mummy had.
2 meat-roll-things from Henderson
Fish & Chips from Henderson. Fish and coleslaw, actually.
FEB 7
Baaad food. [Health-wise, I meant. It tasted great.] Catered. Crabclawminis, currypuffsquares, oilyrolls, bit o rice, breaded salmon, chicken satay
NUTS
Peach tarts (2? 3?) and a really bad sweet puff thing. eurgh.
7tarts
beef cubes and chicken tenders and lettuce
chicken wings, mashed potatoes
apple strudel.Oh gosh
FEB 8
Chicken burger at Burger King
several filling-filled fish-shaped puffs. Sweet fillings.
Mos burger teriyaki burger and fries. Peach tea.
Nuts.
Salmonz
cucumber half
FEB 9
Hokkien Mee
5 Papaya slices
a mediumish amount of pomelo
Diluted Hanepoot juice
Fish,Rice,Broccoli/carrot slices
6 tarts
Little pink cup of milk
Macademia chocolate ball
85% cocoa wafers. 3?
bite of beans
Apple strudel
FEB 10
Great Grains Cereal (milked)
1 twistie
Two slices of pizza, some chips, 3 gummy-ish sugarcoated heart-shaped sweets
Rice, broccoli, bean(pod)s, slicedcarrots, slicedbreadedchicken, mushrooms
Hanepoot joos
beans
10 tarts
FEB 11
4 sandwiches of wheat bread. 2 egg, 2 tuna
2 cups of soya bean drink
1 plate of chicken rice
4 friedfishcrackers
Rice, Veggies, Beef
FEB 12
Rice, egg, mincedpork, tofu. veg. JAPANESESTALL
Apple drink
Nasi lemak w/ chicken bits
3 yummi-brand donut-shaped gummy candies (green) (sugar coated)
grapefruit juice
water
Pastacurlies and sauce. beefballs and shrooms?
FEB 13
Miniwhitebread tuna and egg sandwiches. Catered.
Mini currypuff
Alpen+great grains cereal.
Fish & chips, Henderson (coleslaw la, no chips)
1 meatroll thing, henderson
1 green jujube
FEB 14
Mushroom meat mee. 89% mee, 10% meat, 1% mushroom
Noodles and soup. With shrooms!
Bites of claire's thicker, yellow noodles when she wasn't there. She left it there for about an hour! More, even!
Hokkien Mee, Bites of char kui tiao (sp?), 2 bbqed chicken wings. From Pasir Panjang
FEB 15
Porkchop rice, tofu
5 belgian chocolate eggs
bites of ham sandwich
bites of apple-custard bun
about 8 nuggets or so. 11?
strawberry milkshake
bites of mos cheeseburger
bites of salmontail, bites of sausage
Hurrah.
Will make use of the info one day. Some day.
-Zan
Saturday, February 14, 2009
ЯAR
Some blogs have this 'Things I want' box/list on the left or right side of the blog, aligned with the 'Entries' and 'Profile' and all that.
[one post-it note is considered obsolete. It is removed from the wall. bum bum.]
I wish to make my own list at the moment.
Rewr.
S7UfFz I W4n7s!1!1!
|Huge study table
[5.40pm: LOLLERZ. Just fixed my watch. Battery was just popped out of the socket a little. pfff]
|Lead for my 4 (and soon to be 5) empty mechanical pencils.
|Three over-seventyfive-percent scores.
|Get promoted, of course.
|MASTER TIME. MUAHAHAAHAHAHAHEHAHEHAHE
|Find a mechanical pencil with an exit-hole big enough to accomodate these HB 0.7 leads Claire gave me ages ago.
[I gotta go friggin defer! NOW.]
[oh yeeaaahh!!]
|Love my cca
|Take a picture of each of the pieces of paper I've stuck on my wall, and then clear the wall.
[och mein gott]
[Just checked, it's one more day to a whole month since I've been keeping track of my _____!]
[will post it here after tomorrow]
|Telekinesis. No, not telepathy. Telekinesis.
|Telekinetic control on an atomic level
hm..
|Eighty trillion Euros
-Zan
[one post-it note is considered obsolete. It is removed from the wall. bum bum.]
I wish to make my own list at the moment.
Rewr.
S7UfFz I W4n7s!1!1!
|Huge study table
[5.40pm: LOLLERZ. Just fixed my watch. Battery was just popped out of the socket a little. pfff]
|Lead for my 4 (and soon to be 5) empty mechanical pencils.
|Three over-seventyfive-percent scores.
|Get promoted, of course.
|MASTER TIME. MUAHAHAAHAHAHAHEHAHEHAHE
|Find a mechanical pencil with an exit-hole big enough to accomodate these HB 0.7 leads Claire gave me ages ago.
[I gotta go friggin defer! NOW.]
[oh yeeaaahh!!]
|Love my cca
|Take a picture of each of the pieces of paper I've stuck on my wall, and then clear the wall.
[och mein gott]
[Just checked, it's one more day to a whole month since I've been keeping track of my _____!]
[will post it here after tomorrow]
|Telekinesis. No, not telepathy. Telekinesis.
|Telekinetic control on an atomic level
hm..
|Eighty trillion Euros
-Zan
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Friday, February 06, 2009
Consider a Baby With No Functioning Senses.
Touch,
Taste,
Sight,
Hearing,
Smell.
(I think the popular five are good enough, thank you. No need for proprioception and others.)
Anyway,
today as I was walking to Harbourfront mrt, I was thinking of the different names of the brain's lobes. The three that I had remembered. (I didn't memorize the name of the hind lobe. Yet.)
And I had the frontal and temporal down.
But there was that other one. The one at the crown of the head? That one!
I forgot its name.
Tried very hard to recall it in my mrt trip.
But the answer never came until I got out of Serangoon mrt, and was walking to schoooool.
The song "Temperature" by Some Person was in my head. I wondered suddenly if this distractedness would have 'freed up' my memory a bit, and took another shot at recalling that darn lobe.
Parietal!
PARIETAL OH YAR HOORRRRR
PARIETALPARIETALPARIETAL
Maha, it worked.
Then I was happied. Yay
(Fourth is occipital, fyi)
[PS: a pimple is doing its best to fight its way through the skin-covered cartilage of my left outer nostril.]
[Oh, it's red alright..]
-Zan
Taste,
Sight,
Hearing,
Smell.
(I think the popular five are good enough, thank you. No need for proprioception and others.)
Anyway,
today as I was walking to Harbourfront mrt, I was thinking of the different names of the brain's lobes. The three that I had remembered. (I didn't memorize the name of the hind lobe. Yet.)
And I had the frontal and temporal down.
But there was that other one. The one at the crown of the head? That one!
I forgot its name.
Tried very hard to recall it in my mrt trip.
But the answer never came until I got out of Serangoon mrt, and was walking to schoooool.
The song "Temperature" by Some Person was in my head. I wondered suddenly if this distractedness would have 'freed up' my memory a bit, and took another shot at recalling that darn lobe.
Parietal!
PARIETAL OH YAR HOORRRRR
PARIETALPARIETALPARIETAL
Maha, it worked.
Then I was happied. Yay
(Fourth is occipital, fyi)
[PS: a pimple is doing its best to fight its way through the skin-covered cartilage of my left outer nostril.]
[Oh, it's red alright..]
-Zan
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Skuzofar
2009 NYJC1 (0927)
2008 OSS5 (5/1)
2007 OSS4 (4/2)
2006 OSS3 (3/2)
2005 OSS2 (2/3)
2004 OSS1 (1/3)
2003 RMPS6 (6H)
2002 RMPS5 (5H)
2001 RMPS4 (4I)
2000 RMPS3 (3I)
1999 RMPS2 (2I)
1998 RMPS1 (1AA)
1997 TBMCS2 (Who)
1996 TBMCS1 (Knows)
(NOTE: Text colour represents uniform colour, and grey represents white. That is why NYJC has no grey number on it.)
-Zan
2008 OSS5 (5/1)
2007 OSS4 (4/2)
2006 OSS3 (3/2)
2005 OSS2 (2/3)
2004 OSS1 (1/3)
2003 RMPS6 (6H)
2002 RMPS5 (5H)
2001 RMPS4 (4I)
2000 RMPS3 (3I)
1999 RMPS2 (2I)
1998 RMPS1 (1AA)
1997 TBMCS2 (Who)
1996 TBMCS1 (Knows)
(NOTE: Text colour represents uniform colour, and grey represents white. That is why NYJC has no grey number on it.)
-Zan
Kolores
Singapore's got many secondary schools with a green colour theme to their uniforms.
Ang Mo Kio Secondary
St. Margaret's Secondary
Gan Eng Seng Secondary (Just the girls actually..)
Clementi Woods Secondary
this school with verylight green shirts and dark olive green pants
Tanjong Katong Girls' School
Yishun Town Secondary
thassall, I think.
(I won't even bother with the all-white uniforms)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
5 mins 25 secs
400m x 3
that makes for..
1200m/325s
= 3.69231 m/s
Yey.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Also: Jc2 people have a particular walking frequency about them that enables them to... overtake me. During the walk to/from the mrt.
I must copy this standard walking speed at once! Or rather, reclaim it! I remember walking in that terribly fast-paced look-straight-faster-go-home-now-now-now way back in Outram.
(The time taken to walk to school from mrt has reduced to about 10mins by the way. Yey again, the faster routes are showing themselves.)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Second assignment evar: GP. 1000-word research paper on a significant event in 2008. 5% of promos.
+++++++++++++++++++++
++++++++++++
+++++++
-Zan
Ang Mo Kio Secondary
St. Margaret's Secondary
Gan Eng Seng Secondary (Just the girls actually..)
Clementi Woods Secondary
this school with verylight green shirts and dark olive green pants
Tanjong Katong Girls' School
Yishun Town Secondary
thassall, I think.
(I won't even bother with the all-white uniforms)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
5 mins 25 secs
400m x 3
that makes for..
1200m/325s
= 3.69231 m/s
Yey.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Also: Jc2 people have a particular walking frequency about them that enables them to... overtake me. During the walk to/from the mrt.
I must copy this standard walking speed at once! Or rather, reclaim it! I remember walking in that terribly fast-paced look-straight-faster-go-home-now-now-now way back in Outram.
(The time taken to walk to school from mrt has reduced to about 10mins by the way. Yey again, the faster routes are showing themselves.)
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Second assignment evar: GP. 1000-word research paper on a significant event in 2008. 5% of promos.
+++++++++++++++++++++
++++++++++++
+++++++
-Zan
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Wi
First assigned homework of the year comes from: Economics
Assignment: Comment on that article that was given out. Write about it. Put notes down. (Vague, yah.)
Lectures today:
-Phys: intro, start on units/measurements
-Math: intro, info about standard notations, tiny start (a refresher rather) on Binomial theorem
-GP: Video of Events of the past year. We got up to halfway through October.
-Econs: Why is Econs important, what you will need to 'survive'.
PS: Got my first look at the school tie today. Green? Friend said that it was good, worked well with the uniform.
But I think that the best tie colour to complement the NYJC uniform would be red. Dark red/maroonish. It would be linked to the school's Chinese-related affiliations (see: cheenaness) too. Maybe it's because VJC already has a red tie. Blah.
[Edit: And yjc. And njc. bleh.]
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-Zan
Assignment: Comment on that article that was given out. Write about it. Put notes down. (Vague, yah.)
Lectures today:
-Phys: intro, start on units/measurements
-Math: intro, info about standard notations, tiny start (a refresher rather) on Binomial theorem
-GP: Video of Events of the past year. We got up to halfway through October.
-Econs: Why is Econs important, what you will need to 'survive'.
PS: Got my first look at the school tie today. Green? Friend said that it was good, worked well with the uniform.
But I think that the best tie colour to complement the NYJC uniform would be red. Dark red/maroonish. It would be linked to the school's Chinese-related affiliations (see: cheenaness) too. Maybe it's because VJC already has a red tie. Blah.
[Edit: And yjc. And njc. bleh.]
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-Zan
Monday, February 02, 2009
Log Transfer: Commence
Day one at NYJC
From the book I brought. Wootzx
Directly copypasted. Nothing edited. wootxczssasdvbsadh
0656: On the mrt now, at Little India stn. Woot.
Morning: Woke up at about 0445. Slept. Wake again at 5.30-ish. Prepare bag, rest. 6am: shave a bit, shower, change. 6.3am-ish: Leave.
And here I am. I was sitting at Hbf mrt waiting for the train at abooout... 6.43am? Mm.
0720: Aight! after a fast-paced game of race-other-J1s + follow-the-leader, here I am. Sitting on the bench beside/outside the canteen. Sweateh. Woo.
0730: OG25. In the hall now, sitting behind a St. Marg's student. Woo? Ah well. Back to drawing. ^_^
0756: People keep walking in front of me! While we're trying to watch the orientation video. Blaaa.
Short skirts wtf
0807: Pledge, Anthem, done. Was not expecting a NCC-style sedia. Woo.
0809: Nothing. Waiting for attendance to be checked.
0819: omgcheenaprincipal. ENGRISH BABY.
0900: ...maybe I'll stay. :)
0916: Speech done. Tour time.
1029: In canteen now. Had a tour of the school earlier, this is our 15-min break. Back to the hall at 10.40.
Stay? Go? <:|
And after that we had a number of talks about a number of subjects.
.. the people not so cheena whaaaat
A good first day, overall! Saw uniforms I had never seen before. Brown and checkered? Olive green shorts?
It takes about forty-five minutes to get there.
Normal-paced walk from school to mrt (or vice-versa): 15min. About.
Serangoon mrt to the entrance of harbourfront mrt: 30min. About.
Lectures tmr. Wau.
-Zan
From the book I brought. Wootzx
Directly copypasted. Nothing edited. wootxczssasdvbsadh
0656: On the mrt now, at Little India stn. Woot.
Morning: Woke up at about 0445. Slept. Wake again at 5.30-ish. Prepare bag, rest. 6am: shave a bit, shower, change. 6.3am-ish: Leave.
And here I am. I was sitting at Hbf mrt waiting for the train at abooout... 6.43am? Mm.
0720: Aight! after a fast-paced game of race-other-J1s + follow-the-leader, here I am. Sitting on the bench beside/outside the canteen. Sweateh. Woo.
0730: OG25. In the hall now, sitting behind a St. Marg's student. Woo? Ah well. Back to drawing. ^_^
0756: People keep walking in front of me! While we're trying to watch the orientation video. Blaaa.
Short skirts wtf
0807: Pledge, Anthem, done. Was not expecting a NCC-style sedia. Woo.
0809: Nothing. Waiting for attendance to be checked.
0819: omgcheenaprincipal. ENGRISH BABY.
0900: ...maybe I'll stay. :)
0916: Speech done. Tour time.
1029: In canteen now. Had a tour of the school earlier, this is our 15-min break. Back to the hall at 10.40.
Stay? Go? <:|
And after that we had a number of talks about a number of subjects.
.. the people not so cheena whaaaat
A good first day, overall! Saw uniforms I had never seen before. Brown and checkered? Olive green shorts?
It takes about forty-five minutes to get there.
Normal-paced walk from school to mrt (or vice-versa): 15min. About.
Serangoon mrt to the entrance of harbourfront mrt: 30min. About.
Lectures tmr. Wau.
-Zan
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Ohm
Holidays are over.
Are not here.
Anymore.
Hm.
It's just not going to stop after Monday, will it?
Hmph.
(Oh, hush, March-April-ers.)
-Zan
Are not here.
Anymore.
Hm.
It's just not going to stop after Monday, will it?
Hmph.
(Oh, hush, March-April-ers.)
-Zan
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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